My day started off normal. Well normal for me at least. I woke up about 6, got blasted by my hangover, and then slept till one. Finding nothing particularly pressing to do I decided to go for a walk. Along the way I spotted this beautiful girl. She had light honey brown hair, amber eyes, and a beautiful laugh. I stared for a little while longer, wondering what it would be like to be the boy next to her. She eventually notices me standing a few feet away, she alerts her friends and they all turn to stare back. I guess they didn't feel the same amazed felling I felt cause they let out a nervous laugh and quickly walked away. She turned around a few times to give me nasty looks and soon disappeared around a corner. Apparently she isn't as pretty as I thought.

I could say I'm not the type to hold a grudge, but the truth is I am exactly the type.

Like a gift from god my chance for revenge came amazingly fast. Not even ten minutes later I spot her sitting all alone outside a café. Lying on the ground next to her is her stupidly large purse. Snatching it up as I walk by was almost too easy. Walking down a couple blocks I stop and sit down on a bench.

It takes a minute to realize that there shouldn't be a bench here. The bench was removed almost a year ago why is it here? (I later found out some elderly people were complaining about not having somewhere to rest anymore). After taking inventory of her purse (30 bucks, a lot, of make up, birth control, etc.) I sit on the red (not blue) bench for an hour.

Soon I get hungry, and then I decide I should use MY 30 bucks to get me a coffee and a donut. An where else would I get that than at that stupid little place where that bimbo was. I'm spiteful I know. I haven't been inside even though this place has been open for over 2 months. I just hope this is cool enough to replace Panku's. The outside is still grey but at least they painted the inside green and brown. AS soon as I enter the small café people quiet down. They give me a once-over, but instead of turning away in disgust...they just turn away because they don't care about me. at all. I could be just a dust speck to them. And you know what? In a weird way that kinda makes me happy.

After everyone goes back to their previous conversations I head over to the counter to order a black coffee and a chocolate cream donut. Someone else I know really likes chocolate cream donuts, but she said she never had any money to buy them.

The guy gives a huge sigh and fetches my order before plopping my drink and food down in front of me and taking my money.

I take my things and head over to a booth near the front window. By the looks of the clouds on the way over I knew it was gonna rain, but I didn't know it was going to be like this. Sheets of rain pour down from the sky, making it almost literally impossible to see more than 3 feet in front of you.

Ame is supposed to be the city with all the rain but Konoha has a season where because it's always so warm, instead of snowing it rains.

Anyway for a while I watch cars go back and forth. People, just blurbs of color through the glass quickly walk by, wanting to get out of this horrible rain as fast as possible. I finish everything, and I'm preparing to leave, when out of the corner of me eye

I see something pink. Naturally my head snaps around to get a better view. I cant see their face because of the distortion of the wet glass but I know whoever just passed by had PINK hair. For a second I just sit there. I want to go out and see if its her so bad. No, I know it's her. Cause she's the little miracle worker and everybody loves her and there's absolutely no way she can be dead cause the man said it himself right? But there's a little part of me that doesn't want it to be her. I know she must hate us. Hate me. Nobody's perfect. Not even our little pink angel.

After a few more seconds of debate I stand up and run outside. I see pink disappear around the corner. When I finally get up there I once again see pink disappear into a bend, this time an ally way. I run thinking I've finally caught her, but no I run into the small space to find it empty. Upon further inspection I find a door hidden slightly by darkness. I enter without a second thought only to find my self in...a bar. I guess my mind has just been playing tricks on me. No way would she come here. I'm about to leave when I spot a blond sitting at the bar. She's all alone. I think were the only two people in here (Besides the bar tender). I don't recognize her at first, but oh boy, she recognizes me.

You're blue.

Uh, yeah, I know.

She used to talk about a blue guy. Said he was one of her best friends.

She's obviously had one to many drinks.

Who said I'm their best friend?

Sakura ya idiot! Who else would like your ugly mug.

And then it snaps into place. I know who she is. This is the blond I say with Sakura on the day she got sent back for the

23rd time. This woman probably knows a lot about Sakura. Maybe she even knows the answer to a question that's been bugging me for a long time.

Hey, can I ask you a question.

What?

Do you know why she was so..so

Fucking Nice and good?

Uh yeah..

Well buy me a drink and I'll tell you

So I buy her some more vodka and I patently wait for her to gulp it down.

Well, I was told the little brat felt like she owed it to the world to help out in every way that sh possibly could

But why

The Doc. says it has something to do with her stay ion the hospital.

She was in the hospital?

Yes she was

For how long?

About 8 years

What?!

Are you gonna shut up and let me finish or not

Sorry

Anyway, the reason she was in the hospital so long was because her body was destroying itself. Her blood cells were attacking her heart, which cause it to temporarily stop for a short amount of time. She was taken care of, sheltered for most of her life. Then one day it just stopped. Her body healed up, her heart was beating normally, and the meds they had her taking was supposed to keep it that way. When they released her, dear old mom and dad never showed up so off to One way the crying brat went. For the first time in her life she saw what horrors the world held. She decided it was fait that she recovered and vowed to help others 'recover' too.

...

Alright there's your answer. Now get out.

So she wanted to help people recover huh? I guess that's what she was trying to do with us. Save us from the diseases of loneliness, depression, and despair. It's to bad that each of us relapsed.