A/N: Sorry I've taken so long to update ', but honestly I didn't think anyone was still reading it!

Sakura pushed a lock of pink hair behind her ear as she unloaded another box into the empty bedroom of her old apartment. Lee had dumped her. 'I want to be with someone who wants to be with me.' His words cut at her while he smiled in his nice guy pose from a picture she kept on her nightstand.

"I got the couch through the door." Naruto called from the living room.

Moving away from the dusty frame, Sakura went to help move in furniture. Luckily Sakura had maintained her old residence, mostly as storage. She wondered at what point practicality had overruled her romantic nature. Mostly she was just glad to have a friend help her move back into her old life again.

"Here," Naruto handed her an open bottle of beer.

Sakura smiled weakly but took a sip anyway. "Thanks." He nodded before slugging back his own brew. The beer swirled hypnotically through the glass. Her eyes focused on the tiny suds drowning in the amber liquid and she longed for the happy buzz that the liquor provided. "It seemed like Lee was just so in love with me and I don't even know how I hurt him. I'm just not quite sure what happened."

"It's like one minute you're training in bathhouses and your biggest concern is if you can learn that technique faster than the number one rookie and before you know it you're saddled with a kid and hiding your relationship in a closet." Naruto tapped his bottle against hers. "Here's to broken hearts," he said with a broken smile.

Sakura knew what he was trying to say. She had known about him and Tsunade, or had at last figured out what was going on after she had heard their tumultuous argument. The pure bottle of sake sat on the desk, and Tsunade looking less like a kage and more like a woman whose age was finally showing. "Hearts break to easily." In truth she wanted to talk to him too, but also found that she was unable to give words to her circumstances.

"Yeah," pain flashed through his cerulean eyes. "Broken hearts are as common as kunai around here."

Sakura laughed. "At least as shinobi we receive 'emotion training'." She placed a comforting hand on his. "Imagine how hard civilians have it."

"I always knew there was a good reason I wanted to be a ninja."