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naruto is not mine :)

"Hi Kiba. Uhm… my name is Sakura, I just moved here." I spoke softly, still a little flushed at my Poop-Beatle moves. 'Smooth, Saku. He probably thinks you're some kind of a retard' I told myself.

"Yeah I realized. Do you need help with that?" Before I could open my mouth (to deny), he took the some bags off my shoulders and the ones hanging from my hand. "Wow shit man, these are heavy. So… you're moving in huh?"

He looked me up and down probably analyzing why I could carry so much bags while looking so a petite and fragile. I nodded and smiled; I was really fit back in Cali (did every sport possible). He was really nice, maybe he could become my friend? Getting more comfortable, he gave a wolfish grin.

"Yeah. Uh, I came back from Califoria to study in Konoha."

A bark was heard behind me as a big, white, blurry figure tackled Kiba. I quickly dropped my bangs and ran to see if he was hurt; I also got the 'fret' personality from Mom too. He was laughing by the time I pushed the figure off him; it was an adorable (but biiigggggg) dog with brown ears with white soft fur. The dog opened his mouth exposing pretty sharp teeth; I would have been scared if the dog didn't let his tongue roll of to the side while panting cutely.

"Aw, Akamaru. You ruined my flirting with Sakura." He winked at me and began rubbing and ruffling the dog. "Akamaru, Sakura. Sakura, Akamaru." Akamaru gave a small bark for greetings. I hesitantly reached to pat him (after looking at Kiba for an affirmative).

"Hi, boy. You're going to hurt Kiba if you keep up with your tackling." I joked.

"AHAHA. You're cute, Sakura" Kiba laughted, "Can I call you Sakura-chan?"

"Sure." I began to gather my bags that lay sprawled in the middle of the path way. Thankfully there weren't a lot of people walking about. Kiba gave some bags to Akamaru to carry while he picked the rest that I managed to move. I giggled slightly looking at Akamaru; he carried two bags between with teeth while the others hang awkwardly around his furry body.

"Wouldn't it hurt Akamaru, Kiba?" I asked. He gave me another sharp-toothed grin.

"Nope. He carries me around on his back, Saku. Don't worry, honey" He winked. "And trust me, I'm real heavy." I blinked my eyes largely. His body was fine; quite muscular I could say, but lean. He just shook his head teasingly.

After the reception and I got my keys to the apartment, I made my way with Kiba and Akamaru's help. The house should be a little cleaned now; Dad hired some cleaners to give me less trouble. When I was about to get out my keys to open the door, Kiba's phone rang loudly with a fast pop song (though I couldn't figure since he picked up on the first 2 secs).

I wasn't that surprised when he pulled out an iPhone. I knew he was quite high-class from his mom's stylish fashion. It turns out he had to go; his family downstairs were to go somewhere but they were waiting for his sister, Hana. She was a little older than we were.

"Sorry Sakura-chan, me and Aka should have to go now…" He gave me an apologetic smile. He told me that he knew how hard it is to move in and stuff - but he was busy today. "Can I borrow your phone? I live in the same building on the 9th floor so if you need anything, our apartment is 908."

I gave him my crappy, 4 years old Nokia and he experimented a few times with the washed off letters. He laughed loudly "You really need a new phone. Here's my number – remember to call me so I get yours too!" He winked and ran backwards to the elevators while waving happily. Akamaru licked my hand and went with his master.

I waved back. When he disappeared in a corner, I signed and began opening the dark colored wooden door. The apartment was on the 17th floor. It may seem high, but the whole building consisted till floor 29… the 30's floor was probably the roof or something.

"Wow…" My eyes almost popped out. The apartment was so beautiful.

'You lame-tard, don't act like you haven't seen luxury in your whole life.' My inner told me quietly but I heard a hint of awe in there too. Meh.

It was a one-person apartment kind of thing. 'Spacious' I thought as I walked in a small hallway (huh.. about 2 meters or something). There were dark wood shelves to put shoes in. After the hall, on my left there is another small space; on the right of the hall there is a door which I discovered later, was my bathroom. The left of the space was a small closet for coats and contained some cleaning gear. Just outside of the space, a living room stretched out – it was on the left of me containing some beige colored sofas and right in front was a small, flatscreen tv. Further on the right, the kitchen was elevated one stair; it had European design.

'Must thank Mom later; it's so beautiful.' I made a mental note.

Leaving my entire luggage collection by the door, I made my way to the kitchen wanting to see if there is any food. There was a note on the fridge door, it said:

Dear Saku,

How do you like the house? It's Ok I hope. I and Dad took a reallyyyy long time to decide it. I chose the wall colors – sorry. It was supposed to be a surprise but if you didn't like it just call me and I'll make sure they repaint it if you want.

Hungry? I asked a cleaner to get you two packs of Miso Ramen (instant noodles of Japan).

The credit card Dad gave you; use it well okay? We'll update it once a week, so don't worry about it. But don't spend it on crappy things okay Saku? Just for the groceries and ice-cream ;). Now go and stock your hommmeee and I might be able to fly over in 2 weeks (might). It's flu season and the hospital is so busy.

Love you. Ps. Call me every night okeeee?

Mom 3

I laughed by Mom's childish tone. Just facing the kitchen was the bedroom covered by a thin red curtain. The kitchen was decorated sky blue and spring green dots on milky white walls and cupboards. The living room was a pretty peach color while the bathroom was golden color. I skipped towards the bedroom to see how it looked like.

One word to describe my room would be incredible. It was a light chocolaty-brown color with a plush looking bed in one corner. It was a rectangular room placed so the longer side would be plastered to the walls. Straight in front there sat a…oh god. What. WHATTT. IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT WAS.

*DRUM ROLL*

NEW MAC BOOK PRO!

*CLAPS*

"" I screamed out loud while feeling the gorgeous metal with my hands to confirm it was real – not just me hallucinating.

'Calm ddowwwnnn babe. You're giving me a headache with your orgasming' Inner Sakura chided

'I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! OMG. I NEVER KNEW. DJFLKSDJFKDSJ SO AMAMZING. WOW. I JUST—"

'Seriously, Saku. After all you're living alone and in Japan now; there should be some way to communicate with your old friends and parents you know.'

'Ahhh. You're right. But I've never had my own laptop before…' I pursed my lips.

'Gosh, it's Ok. For once just give into the luxury without your good-girl antics? Please'

I quickly occupied my thoughts with images of my surroundings to zone her out. The laptop was sitting on a white desk that had a book shelf on top. The book shelf expanded off and occupied the left over space of the wall next to the left of the desk. While on the right, a closet filled the wall. The pretty thing about the desk was on the edges, the wood wasn't painted white so sometimes there would be elegant brown strips seen.

The white closet had a huge expanse of glass (Mom probably was the one who decorated the room and the bathroom while dad the living room and kitchen). In the far corner of the room (not the one with the bed) was a small sofa with a big circular lamp and a small table.

Wow. This was like… my dream room (except it wasn't hot pink with fairies all over).

Okay, enough showing off my house. I sank down in the bare mattress of the bed… 'I'll go buy some stuff soon… just a few mins…' I faded into unconsciousness before my jet-lag, tired brain could make sense of the words.

I woke up in the afternoon, about 3 o'clock in the afternoon. Groggy and disoriented I made my way to the bathroom after opening my bag with my things for the toilet and carefully organizing in the shelves.

Grabbing a fluffy pink towel, I striped and went into the bathtub. It was speedy in shower; shampooing and soaping myself with a soft rosy scent at light-speed. I stepped out of the tub with a record breaking 12 mins and began to dry my tresses just until it was damp.

After messily tying my hair into a high ponytail, I ripped open the baggage and grabbed the first thing I found; a pair of baggy sweatpants and a dark blue black-riders tank top. Good. Comfortable. Movable. Perfect, I would have to clean and organize for the rest of the day.

I grabbed a warm jacket, put on a black pair of skater shoes and stuffed my wallet which contained the only thing I needed; the credit card and then made a beeline down the super market just across the street.

'Okay… necessaries first… utensils, bowls and plates and cups, pans, more toiletries and more cleaning supplies, bed sheets, and the most important – la nourriture (fooooooddddd). Milk, bread, ham, butter, cheese, rice, meat, vegetables, tea, salt and fishsauce (yes, yes, I know, but I'm Asian), seasoning… etc..

The list went on but I don't want to bore you guys. I wanted the best stuff… so I bought the most expensive brands as I could so in the future I don't have to repair. In the midst of choosing bed sheets, I saw a flash of raven hair in the far-side booth. I stood there a minute… and then quickly ninja-d to spy. Before I could fully make out his face, I thought it was the raven hair dude from airport. *LE BLOWN AWAY*.

'I'M BRINGING SEXY BACKKKK~' Who knew Konoha was so small… hehehehe. Oh.. his back.. is soooooo sexy… if I could just… get a little closer to… 'smelllllll' Inner Sakura offered. Cough. Uhm. See his face. Not smell. Gosh. OK.. plan A is to walk casually up and then 'trip'. Then he shall catch me. HAR HAR HAR. Ok. I don't know what's wrong with me right now.

When I snapped out of my thoughts, he was gone. Not a trace left. WTF. I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY NINJA HERE. WHAT HAS HAPPENED.

'Thiisss iiiis madness!' my inner added.

Oh. Maybe. It wasn't him. The dude went into the airport doors remember? Yeah… probably my eyes.

After a few mins of searching her raven hair dude, I gave up. I still had stuff to buy… sniff.

So as I walked out of the market, I was pushing a cart and following me were 3 of the staff members who were pushing 3 carts for me. Well don't blame me, my house is right now like… almost bare. I have to buy more soon…

When I came in and transferred the stuff on the floor I thanked the people – if it was only me doing it…

Now. LE CLEANING TIME.