AN: I'm going to try to update weekly, and I'm trying to make the chapters longer as well. A tad bit of foreshadowing, and thank you for all the views so far! ~wahyah

Sakura

I woke up earlier than usual due to the blinding light shining in my eyes. The window above my bed didn't have any curtains hanging on it yet, so I was at the mercy of the sun. It was pretty damn unmerciful. I felt as if I was going to go blind if I lay there any longer. I groaned, but I managed to convince my body out of bed, despite its reluctance to do so. As I stood up, I decided to stretch and my back popped all the way down in agreement. Out of habit, I also turned my neck to make it pop as well.

Sighing with relief, I walked over to my bedroom door and opened it quietly just in case anybody was still asleep. I looked around and notice that the house seemed empty. My parents' bedroom door was wide open, which they always shut when they sleep, the house was quiet, and normally the TV would be on if my dad was home.

I stalked down the hallway towards the living room and turned my head to face the table. There was a note on there and, without even reading it, knew that my parents had gone to go get food to stock in the fridge. I picked up the note and read what my mom had written.

Sweetheart, your father and I went to the store to get groceries. Finish unpacking those boxes!
I don't want you leaving the apartment since this place is new and we don't know what kind of people live here. Don't answer the door for anyone!
Love,
Mom

"Ugh! I'm not twelve years old mom!" I shouted since nobody was home anyways. Then again, I'm not sure how thick the walls are in this apartment yet. Oh well, neighbors might've needed to wake up anyways.

As if on cue, I heard a knocking on the door. I immediately went into James Bond mode started crawling on the ground towards the door. As I reached the door, a male voice spoke up and said, "Oi! Not sure where you're from, but could you keep it down a couple notches or six? It's nine in the morning miss." With that I put my ear to the door and heard footsteps fading away. I heaved a sigh of relief. "First day in Japan, and I get chewed out by an angry neighbor." I said to myself as I pushed myself off of the ground. I brushed imaginary dust off of my shorts and looked around at the apartment. I might as well watch some TV, right? Not like anything spontaneous is going to happen to suddenly amuse me anyhow.

I looked to the entertainment center and saw that my dad actually did set up the TV. Then again, I never knew a day that my dad could live without TV. The trip here bewildered me as of how or why he didn't find a mini-van with a TV and drive behind it from the docks. I plopped down on the couch without any more thoughts, I flipped on the TV and saw that the news was on. Problem was I didn't really understand what they were saying. I picked up bits and pieces of what the anchorman was saying, but didn't really try too hard to actually decipher what the report was about. Then I remembered something, I had those boxes to unpack. Groaning, I pushed myself off of the couch to drag my feet down the hallway. Why is it that your days off never feel like days off at all?

The sun was now lighting up my room which it gave everything its own glow. I dared to look at the boxes and made a dramatic groan. I sat cross-legged on the ground and began pulling things out of the boxes and assorting them in their own respected piles. I saw all that was really left was pictures, posters, and electronics. I pulled out an old photo of me and my family. It was when I was little, maybe about five and my dad had returned from basic training. My parents were only 21 when they had me, and newlywed as well, but it was they were so in love at a young age that they got married so early in life. As far as I could tell, they definitely didn't regret it, with them now being married eighteen years. I smiled at the picture because my dad was holding me high in the air and my mom was smiling brightly with her arm around his waist. It was my favorite picture and now that I had found it, I immediately walked over to set it on my dresser.

I finished unpacking the boxes after some ten minutes. I didn't really care much, I was bored and needed something to do anyways. I didn't realize that my life was literally in just those few boxes. You never really know what you have until you sit down and appreciate it.

I looked around the room looking for something to do and saw my window. The window above my bed was possibly the only decent window in the apartment. I decided to take advantage of that and look outside of it for just a little while. I looked below and I saw that there was actually a park that I had not noticed. It wasn't the most fantastic looking park, but it seemed like a nice area with a few trees here and there. I wasn't allowed to leave the apartment, and the "what mom and dad don't know, won't hurt 'em," thing is impossible for me. My dad has done some interrogating in the military, but my mom was a human lie detector. If there's one thing teenagers hate, is parents somehow knowing exactly what the kid has planning or done.

I stared out the window for who knows how long. I stared at the park, just watching people walking through it. Young couples, children, and the elderly all taking a stroll or just sitting down. I sighed and wished my life was a little more carefree like that. I hate always moving around, never being able to remember all the faces you seen. Yet, I wouldn't trade it for anything. Not many people have been to as many places as I've been in just seventeen years.

After a little while, I heard the front door open. "Sakura! We're home!" My mom shouted as the sound of grocery bags echoed through the hallway. I stood up and started walking down the hallway to help out with putting up with the groceries. I picked up a bag with some TV dinners and a small tub of ice cream, and began to put them in the freezer.

"Sakura, did you unpack all of your boxes like your mom asked?" My dad asked as he sat down on the couch to watch the news that was still on. "Yes I did. I already set up my pictures and stuff." I said with half of my body in the refrigerator. "But, I was on the verge of dying of boredom." I continued with a hint of sarcasm. "Hey, not my fault, but for all we know you could be kidnapped by ninjas and be taken somewhere. Would hate to have to re-enact "Taken" and come and rescue you." My dad said with a little humor in his voice. "Hey, as soon as she opened her mouth they'd bring her right back." My mom said jokingly. "That's right! …Wait…." At that both of my parents started laughing at me and I ended up laughing with them. Family moments are far and few these days, especially since dad is bound to be called into combat again any day now.

My mom and I ended up putting the groceries away in a record time of about ten minutes. As soon as we finished, we both sat on the couch with my dad. My dad managed to figure out how to turn on the English subtitles so we could actually understand what was being said. We all watched TV for a while and enjoyed each other's company because we all knew any day was when he'd be called out, and never really know if he'll come home.

Sasuke

When I woke up, I was grateful, but also saddened to be in the real world. The reality of loneliness sinks in, and all you want is an escape. I'm not a man of many words, nor do I like too much company. Although, waking up in an empty home will get to man every now and then. Sighing, I stood up and got out of bed, and immediately made it out of habit. I began to walk down the hallway and stopped to gaze down the empty hall. There used to be pictures here, of a family that's long gone. I've been told to just let it go, but how can I? When everything you love was ripped away. Loving faces that you'll never see again, and it's like they take a part of you with them. Living alone isn't all it's cracked up to be. I knew what I had, I just didn't think I'd lose it all.

I walked into the living room and sat on the couch for a while, just thinking. It's the last thing I wanted to do, but I've never been a morning person, so it's all I care to do. Although instead of thinking of my dead family, I was trying to plan on what I was going to do after I graduate. I graduate this year, but with working to pay for my apartment and food, I haven't had time to make sure I'm financially ready for college. My family left behind a favorable amount of money for me, but I wanted to do things myself. I haven't depended on anything but myself for the last 6 years, so I wasn't going to start now. I wanted to go to a college with good standards and where nobody knew or never even heard of the Uchiha name. I've always wanted to do something with law or government. Anything to bring back respect to my family's ruined named and make things right.

I turned my head to glance at the clock behind me. 7:45 A.M. I didn't really have to be at work until nine, but I had nothing better to do. I stood up and made my way back down the hallway to take a shower. I figure that the sooner I get out of the apartment, the better.

I glanced at my watch as I walked towards the grocery store that I worked at. 8:25 A.M. It should only take about 5 minutes to get there since it was only a block away from the apartment complex. I didn't really care to buy a car. Everything is within walking distance, so there was never a need for it. I didn't like working at the grocery store, but beggars can't be choosers. Although, the girls flirting with me all the time is extremely annoying. Why couldn't I have been born with average or even poor features to spare me of the attention? To top it off, they think my accent is cute…the hell does that even mean. It even more annoying when women in their thirties ask me out…

When I finally arrived at the grocery store, I noticed that the store was unusually busy. The manager was behind the cash register and was busy ringing people up. When he finished ringing up the old lady, he looked up at me and smiled. "Ah Sasuke, you're early. Go ahead, clock in, and get behind the other counter and help me out here. I nodded and went to the back to put on my apron. I pulled out my employee card to clock in and took a deep breath just try and keep a cool temper. As I went behind the second counter, a couple came and started setting their groceries on the counter. Normally, I don't care about the costumers, I just try to get them out, but this couple caught my interest for some reason. The man was tall and had fading dark hair and strands of grey here and there, he wore a military uniform, and I noticed the American flag on his shoulder patch. The woman had short blonde hair, and both of them had the darkest green eyes I've ever seen. I felt like I've seen those eyes before, and they strangely reminded me of the girl in my dreams. I decided to go against my curiosity and just continued to ring them out. "Cash or credit?" I asked with as much politeness as I could muster. The woman pulled out her wallet, but the man playfully moved her over and pulled out his credit card, "debit," was all that he said.

Before they both left, they simultaneously said, "thank you," and then they were gone. I watched them leave because my curiosity came back to me. My curiosity was broken by a woman placing her groceries on the counter while her eyes lingered on me longer than I'd like. This was going to be the start of a long day.

At five, my manager told me to clock out. Afterwards I decided to go walk around for a while and enjoy the rest of the afternoon getting some much needed fresh air. I decided to do what I normally do and walk around the block, trying to avoid the park. Crowds aren't my thing, and normally at the parks here, that's all there is. There aren't many places in a huge city to get some personal space, but the last place I wanted to go was the godforsaken apartment. My phone started ringing and when I pulled it out, I saw Naruto's number. For once, I was almost thankful.

"SASUKE!" Naruto's loud voice nearly busted my eardrums.

"What do you want?"

"I got the new xbox! You wanna get on xbox live with me and stomp some noobs?!" He was a little too optimistic, but why not. Not like I have anything better to do anyways.

"I'll be there in a minute." I hung up my phone before Naruto would have the opportunity to make my ears bleed. I turned around and started heading back to the apartments.

I got to the second floor and knocked on Naruto's apartment door. As soon as the door opened I was overwhelmed with a mixture of smells. It was like a combination of rotten milk, sweat, and laundry that's been sitting for a year. I was secondly greeted by messy blond hair and he smelled like he hasn't showered in a week.

"Oi teme! You made it! Get inside I've already started playing online."

Why did I agree to this?

AN: Thank you again for reading, but please leave a review. Any criticism is fine with me. I'd like to know how or what I could do to make this better, if you guys are enjoying it, or hate it, but please leave an explanation as to why though. I'm trying to make the chapters longer, it's just really difficult, but the next one will move forward to when school starts. I just wanted to use the first few to take a look into the lives of both Sasuke and Sakura. See you next time! ~Wahyah