AN: A bit longer with a bit of Sasuke. Hopefully I didn't make him OOC. Now, he speaks in broken English, so I'll put the meanings to some of the French I use at the end of the chapter. Happy reading!

After lying down in my bed for a few moments, my eyes began to feel heavy with sleep. With that thought, I forced myself to get up so I wouldn't actually fall asleep. I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at my remaining boxes, there were only two left, but being the procrastinator I am, I decided to put it away till tomorrow. I opened up my dresser and fished out some PJs so I could take a nice shower to wash the day away. I found a pair of blue sleep shorts and an oversized yellow t-shirt. I walked into the bathroom to set my clothes on the toilet seat, and walked back out towards the living room.

"Hey mom, have you unpacked the towels and stuff?" I asked, silently hoping that she had already so I wouldn't have to. "Yes, sweetie, I did. I already put them in the hall-closet by the guest bedroom." My mom said while she finished putting up the kitchen utensils in their respected places. There was a hall-closet? How did I miss that when I walked down the hallway? Oh well, might've been drowsiness taking its toll on me. I made my way down the hallway, feeling the soft carpet on my feet, and found the closet she was talking about. Well no wonder I didn't notice it. It was painted navy blue which made it nearly invisible if you weren't paying close attention. I opened it up and grabbed a towel.

When I walked back into my bedroom I mentally slapped myself and went to one of my unpacked boxes to fetch out my bathroom supplies. That would've been so smooth to get in the shower and forget actual shower things. I thought to myself. I walked into the bathroom and made my way over to the shower. I slid open the door and looked at the shower knobs. "Great." I mumbled to myself.

You know when you're in a new bathroom and working the shower knobs is like rocket science? I was having the moment right now. I made a bold move and turned the far left knob. When the shower came on I nearly jumped out of my skin, the water was set on temperature volcano practically! Well, at least now I know which is hot and which is cold. I turned the knob on the right to set the water to a nice, non-skin melting, temperature and let it run for a minute so I could set the rest of my stuff up in the bathroom. I looked in the mirror for a second and looked at my refection staring at me, jade green eyes and waist-length cotton candy pink hair, feeling a little insecure I looked away.

I stepped out the shower feeling refreshed and shook my head to get some water out of my hair. I changed into my PJs and wrapped the towel around my head. Contemplating whether to brush my teeth or not since I haven't really ate today I finally chose to brush my teeth. I've never had a cavity, so best to be safe than sorry. I walked out of the bedroom, walked over to my bed, and let my childish wants take control and dived on it.

I laid there for a while staring at the ceiling, lost in thought. I was thinking about how different school might be here and maybe if I might be able to actually attempt to have a social life. Maybe my dad was right and we can actually settle down here for a while. Although I just had my birthday a few months ago, I turn 18 soon, and to my dad I'm able to support myself. Maybe I could go back to Italy, meet a nice Italian guy, and settle down somewhere. Wait, hold up. I don't want to think about settling down right now, I have plenty of time before that. I am in Japan after all, maybe I should stay and get my medical degree here. Or, maybe I can go back to the States, find a big country boy with a southern accent. I laughed at myself for that one. I'm Ms. Forever Alone here.

I got up out of my bed again and walked to the boxes to fetch my journal. I really should unpack, but there's always tomorrow. I dig a little further into the box and manage to find my pencil holder. As I head back to lie on my bed I'm still troubled about starting over in a new school again. Hey, I have no idea how the culture is here, are people nice? Are they accepting? Are there people here like me? Well, as for the last question, I've always found someone who was in a military family and understood my situation. Although like me, they never wanted to get too close to people because they knew they would have to move again, and their efforts would be in vain.

I started to draw in my journal. I've never really bothered to get a proper sketch pad or anything, I like normal notebook paper. I started doing the outline for a cat when I heard a knock on my door. "Sakura, sweetheart, are you awake?" It was my mom. "Yes, ma'am, I'm just drawing." She came in my room and took a look around. "I see you still have some boxes that need to be unpacked." She said sternly. I looked up from my journal at my mom and she ran a hand through her blonde hair. "I'm sorry, I got distracted…" She looked at me and laughed a little. "I'm just playing around with you. I know it's been a long day. Just as long as you get those last few boxes unpacked by tomorrow afternoon." I sighed, "Yes, ma'am. Oh, by the way, when does school start around here?" She placed her hand on her chin trying to remember and then she snapped her fingers. "I think it starts next week." My face fell, "So soon? I at least wanted a little bit of a summer." She hugged me and said, "Sweetheart, you've had two months of summer already, and besides, it starts the first of August for you to be enrolled. So your father and I were planning on going tomorrow to get you enrolled." I hugged her back and mumbled, but mumbled loud enough for her to hear, "Yeah, but still…" She cut me off, "No buts, you're almost finished with school, and after that you can do whatever you like." I smiled at the thought, "You're right mom. I'm fixing to go to bed. I love you." My mom hugged me tighter, "I love you too. I'll see you in the morning."

She walked out of my room and turned off my light. I sighed slightly, I didn't unpack my lap, I wasn't finished drawing , and I'm too lazy to get up and turn the light back on. I decided to close my journal and set it on the dresser next to me. I rolled over in bed and decided to go sleep, and hopefully have a decent night's sleep at that.

Sasuke

Walking through the streets of Tokyo at night is definitely something I don't like to do. Preferably, I like to go to a park somewhere and relax to look at the night sky. Then again, there are never any stars to be seen in a city with so many lights. I miss Nice, France. It was by the ocean, the salty air to it was a bit annoying, but it was home. You could at least see the stars and relax. "Tch... Je manqué home…" After realizing I said that out loud, I quickly looked around to make sure nobody heard it. I don't like to show emotion, it makes me feel weak. Although I hardly know any Japanese, I like to speak in French and English to confuse people who don't know the languages. Eventually, it became a normal speech pattern for me unfortunately.

My footsteps became the only sound I heard other than the occasional sounds of cars driving by. I'll never admit it out loud, but I enjoy walking by myself and collecting my thoughts. I only live in Japan now because it was the last place my…family and I had moved before… I shook my head as if trying to shake the thoughts away. Cursing myself I kept walking straight until I realized I had made a loop around the block and was now back at the apartment complex. I decided to just go back to my apartment and write.

Stepping into the lobby, the clerk looked up and greeted me, "Evening Uchiha-san." I didn't bother to look up at him, "Hn," was all that managed to get out of my mouth. I'm a man of few words, and especially with knowing mostly French, I didn't see why I should make conversations with someone who wouldn't know what I was saying anyways. I prefer my solitude anyhow. I pushed the button on the elevator to call it down.

The soft ding of the elevator caught my attention and as soon as the doors opened I felt like I had been hit by a truck and fell back onto the ground. Angrily I snapped at the person who ran into me, "sacré bleu tu idiot!" I looked up to see who ran into me. It was my one, and equally annoying, friend, Naruto. "Gomen Sasuke!" he said but didn't have any ounce of remorse in his voice. His blonde hair was its usual spiky mess, wearing denim jeans, a black t-shirt, and that ridiculous orange jacket he seems to favor.

I walked passed him into the elevator. "Hey wait! Aren't you going to ask where I'm going?" He asked with an excited look in his eye. I glared at him and it made him replace his smile with a slight look of fear. "I could care less." I said harshly, but it had almost no effect on him as he smiled again. "Well, Too da lure then Mr. Anti-social. I'm going on a date. "First, it's "à tout à l'heur" and second who would want to go on a date with you." Naruto stepped into the elevator and wrapped an arm around me and immediately glared at him again. "Well first off, we all know no girl could resist this charm, and second…okay so I don't have a date." I snorted at that, "Sounds about right." I pushed the 3rd floor button and listen to the ding as the door shut.

I ran a hand through my messy spiky hair and sighed, was some peace and quiet too much to ask for? "So, I was thinking that we could hang out." Naruto said obnoxiously loud. I guess that answers my question. "No." I said hopefully sounding I was annoyed and wanted to be left alone. "Well fine, I guess I'll tell you about it later." He said with a bit of disappointment in his voice. "Hn," was the last thing I said as the elevator made the soft ding signaling it had reached its destination. I stepped off leaving Naruto to his thoughts. I mentally shivered, I don't want to know what a simple minded idiot like that would be thinking.

As I walked across the walkway to my apartment I took one last look at the city surrounding me before I walked into my apartment to be greeted with silence and darkness. I flipped on the light-switch and looked around at the apartment. My furniture was an old sofa that I take very good care of, and nobody could tell it's age, a 50'' flat-screen TV that is hardly used, the bare essentials in the kitchen, and in my bedroom down the hallway to the left is a king sized bed that is against the back wall with black covers, to the left of it is a night-stand with only socks and undergarments in it, to the right of the night-stand was my closet that had a nice amount of clothes, and my bathroom to the right as soon as you enter the room. It was all one guy needed, especially when this one guy is hardly ever here. The carpet is white and the walls are a slight grey color, which oddly makes the apartment look more sophisticated.

I sighed as I walked over my kitchen table where my laptop is and turned it on to start writing again. When you have a lot of free times on your hands, you tend to find a way to spend it.

I woke up to find that I had fallen asleep with my head resting on the kitchen table. I sat up and hearing my back pop from sleeping in such an uncomfortable position, I cracked my neck only to wince because it was sore from the angle I had slept. I looked at the clock on the kitchen microwave to see that it was only midnight and decided to go to bed. I didn't bother shutting off my laptop, and got up from the table and walked down the hallway devoid of any pictures. I walked into the bedroom, changed into a pair of sweatpants, and laid down on my bed.

Now that I'm actually in a bed, I can't sleep. Now that pisses me off more than anything. Well, almost anything. I eventually had to just clear my mind and lie still, eventually I fell asleep, only to have nightmares.

I'm standing in the middle of a road that seemed to be in the middle of nowhere. For some reason, I didn't mind. I liked being alone after all, right? I started walking down the road only to find that down the road, there was somebody standing there. I couldn't make out the figure, it was too far away. I opened my mouth to say something but no words found their way out. I heard the sound of a sinister laugh behind me. "You seem to fall for simple illusions my child." The figure in front of me disappeared and turned around to see the person messing with me. It was a man, about the same height as I. The scene changed and we were both standing in the middle of a crossroad. "I can bring them back." The man said, the words smoothly coming out his mouth. His voice was alluring, almost hypnotizing. I was confused, but before I could say anything, the scene changed again to a girl standing in front of me. Nothing was making sense to me, but the girl looked upset, and for a reason, it hurt me to see her like that. I reached out to her, only to have her slap my hand away. She then turned and walked away from me. The scene then again changed to me driving my car, speeding down the highway. I didn't care how fast I was going, I just kept going until a car skidded to a halt right in front of me.

I woke with a start. The dream made no sense, it never did to me. I've had this dream for over a year now, but I don't know what to make of it. I turn my head to see what time it was, it was only 3 in the morning. I should really start taking Tylenol…

AN:
"Je manque home" - I miss home
"Sacre bleu tu idiot!" (Pretty much means) Damn it you idiot!
"a tout a l'heur" - See you later
The dream has some foreshadowing in it, hopefully some of you guys can fit pieces together. I look forward to what you guys think. Please review! It motivates me! -Wahyah