Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

A/N: FINALLY!

No One

3 weeks after being back in Japan:

Sakura sighed as she moved about her empty pad, weaving in and out of moved couches and things as she slowly continued to work on rearranging. She had grew accustomed to the way things were set up back at the hotel rooms in Vegas and decided that as soon as she got back she would start redecorating the whole place. Just she wasn't expecting to be doing it alone. Not that the room was unnecessarily big or anything, it's just that self proclaimed projects were always more fun with several close friends crammed in there attempting to help when all she knew they would do was make things worse by putting in their own opinions and making the whole thing a complete failure. Still, even though she knew what the outcome would be, she found herself wanting it now more than ever since she was, in the end, unaccompanied.

But oh how she tried. She called everyone in her call log. She called Ino but she had classes to attend to and Sai wouldn't go unless she went, he made sure that she understood that. She tried Tenten and Neji but they said no, no reason needed since Neji was the one who said it loud enough to be heard on the other end of the receiver. She even contacted sweet "I'll do anything for my friends, Hinata and Naruto, but they had plans. Ever since that time in Vegas when they finally "did the do", Neji told everyone in fits of anger not long after he got hit by Sasuke and a bruise began to form, they had been spending more and more time together doing practically nothing until they got back home. Last time it was cooking classes, since Hinata wanted Naruto to know how to make something other than Cupped Ramen, this time its tango classes. Kiba didn't want anything to do with her, he was just as rude and blunt about his not wanting to do it as Neji was. Shino doesn't say much on the phone. Gaara threatened to bring Kankuro over, not that she didn't like him just his since in style is well…low, and don't even get her started on Shika and Temari. Temari she already knew wouldn't want to do it but would show up simply because Shikamaru and Choji would, then promptly complain the rest of the day and she couldn't handle that. So, in the end, she was alone.

"I might need to buy a mirror." She told herself as she stared blankly at an empty wall in her bed room. She thought about moving to do something else that's more productive but she couldn't muster the energy to do so. She was tired. She was tired and hurt. Itachi hadn't called ever since that day they had to part ways at the airport. She tried to get in contact with him but it always went to voice mail. She called Konan once but he wasn't around then either. She said he was working nonstop and couldn't have his phone on during work, and even though she knew this, Sakura still felt a little less significant without him telling her that, without hearing his velvety voice hum her name the way it did, then apologize for his late work hours.

She sighed once again at her phone, dead as it was in her hands. No missed calls, no waiting messages, no nothing. She felt more lonely now, making her throw her phone in rage at a nearby couch, but flinch when it showed signs of falling to the hard floor beneath it.

Stupid Itachi. She thought. You could have at least told me that kind of information before we got back, or at least when we got back to prepare me for it. Geez I would have understood.

She looked at her phone, glowering at it in disgust as it sat by the edge of the chair in silence. Her anger rose the more she stared but she didn't stop. She couldn't stop, not when no one was calling her, absolutely no one.

My friends suck. I could be dying and no one would pick up the phone or even think to call. Shows how much they care about me. Jerks.

She looked at her phone again before finally moving on with a sigh to set up the rest of the room. I'm overeating. They're probably busy with their lives or something. I need to just stay calm and wait patiently; maybe then someone will think about poor, defenseless Sakura…Wait…you are not defenseless. You are the toughest of your female friends and you're accuracy as almost as lethal as Tenten's. Defenseless is not an attribute to you. You are better than-

She jumped, the sudden loud sound of her phone pulled her out of her trance. For a moment, she stood there to calm her nerves as if someone was around, then finally walked to retrieve the device.

"Hello?" she answered smoothly, listening to the hum of the wind from outside running into the receiver.

"Sakura?" a deep voice asked, sending shivers down her spine as he spoke. But the feeling she got was no happy feeling, it was sickening, so much so that her whole happy mood from earlier spirit lift had vanished completely.

"Sasuke." she said, plain and simple. No emotion was heard as she spoke the name she dreaded to hear from. "What do you want?"

"Can you pin me in. I need to speak to you."

"Are you outside my door?"

"Yes. Please Sakura, it's getting cold and I seriously don't want to catch a cold."

"I don't see why I should let you in." she barked, looking out the window and, sure enough, saw Sasuke standing, huddled in a thick coat and scarf by her door with the phone to his ear. "I don't think I should let you in."

"Please. I'll keep my hands to myself if that's the issue. I won't even wave when I get in I just really, really need to talk to you, Sakura. I'm begging here."

He's got a point. She thought as she leaned away from the window just as he looked up. But I still don't want to let him in.

"Sakura I will get down on my knees out here if that's what you want. I wouldn't even care if people were watching me. I will scream up at you, begging. So please open the door."

She stood there with the phone away from her ear then slowly hung up. A little after, she pressed the button that unlocked the door, letting him in. I don't think I should have done that…but I can't have him doing that in front of my door. That is taking too far. Plus my neighbors know him; he would be an embarrassment to me.

A knock brought her back to earth, making her look towards the door in worry. "Sakura?"

Well…nothing else to do now.

She opened the door then stared at the boy behind it with her eyes looking lethal yet curious, and for a moment, neither of them moved. They just stood there staring at one another with their own expressions on. "What, Sasuke?" Sakura finally questioned as she stepped back, heading back into her apartment.

"I…wow it's messy in here."

"I'm rearranging! What do you want? As you can tell, I am a very busy person."

"I came to apologize." Sasuke suddenly spouted, catching Sakura off guard. She turned to watch him, to see I he was lying to her, but he wasn't. His eyes were clear and brighter than usual; a sign that the truth was being told. "The way I acted back in Vegas was unnecessary, and I have wanted to apologize ever since. So, I'm sorry for everything. For pushing you when I was angry, for calling you out of your name, for scaring you, everything! Okay. I wish I could reverse the hands of time and make that whole incident a dream or something else along those lines but I can't. So I just want to say sorry. Sorry and that...I…I want you back Sakura."

"No!" she answered all too soon. The fact that she did that surprised her and made her cover her mouth as if that would take back the word. But Sasuke had already heard her. He winced to her reaction, closing one eye as if that side of his body hurt from her reaction.

"I was kind of expecting that reaction." He began, scratching his head in frustration. "But I wasn't expecting it to be that…painful to hear that response. Guess I should have been a better boyfriend huh; More like Itachi maybe?" He looked up through lidded eyes before smiling meekly. "I just…I don't know. Maybe I was hoping that maybe, just maybe you still…liked me enough to be…with me again, enough to be my girlfriend again."

Sakura shook her head as she felt the tears fall down her cheeks. She didn't even know why she was crying. She just knew that she was crying. And Sasuke was at fault for her tears. He knew so too, but he did nothing to stop this. He liked the fact that she was crying because that meant that his words had struck the right strings. He was making an effect on her, making her think even, not enough to want him back, but enough to make her cry possibly out of confusion.

"Anyways, I just came for those two reasons. No need to get all worked up or any-"

"Get out."

"…thing? Sakura I-"

"Now!" she screamed, taking three long strides towards the boy who was backing out the room with eve step she took.

"Sakura, wait!" he yelled, propping the now closing door open with his foot and regretting it the moment the hard wood slammed onto his toes. He grimaced but never moved.

"What?" she growled.

"I made up with Itachi."

"…"

"I went over his place a couple of days ago. He was half asleep, but I…I just had to do something. I had to apologize. When we got back, I checked the library and researched my uncle's trial. Turns out Itachi was telling the truth so I…I apologized."

"…Goodbye, Sasuke."

"…okay…" He whispered. "Bye, Saku-"

She closed the door, and for a moment she didn't move. She refused to until she heard the slow slide of hands on wood from the other side, and the muffled thuds of footsteps heading down the hall way. That was when she fell, burying her face in her knees as she sobbed quietly in the solitude of her apartment room.

How? She thought. How can I look at him and feel…nothing. Just last month I was all about Sasuke, and now I can't even look at him and not see that angered expression, even when he was sincerely apologizing. What kind of person am I?

She woke in a fright, feeling her body jerk uncontrollably to the sound of the fists banging on a door. She thought of getting up to find out who was doing that at 3 AM, but thought against it since they weren't knocking on her door. So she went back asleep, ignoring the sound of the velvety voice calling her name wildly.

…Wait?

"Sakura! Sakura open the door, please. It's cold in the halls. I'm sorry for not contacting you. I was just really busy Sakura, please!"

"Itachi?" she called, jumping out of bed.

"Sakura!" He kept yelling, oblivious to fact that he was being too loud.

"Itachi!" she called again, this time louder in hopes to have him hear her. He didn't.

"Sakura open the door!"

"Itachi!" she yelled, opening her own door in anger rather than excitement. She was staring at his back with red eyes, tied from having her sleep stolen.

At the sound of her voice, he froze, arm in position to knock on the wrong door again, then turned around. A stupid smile spread across his face as he stood there.

"Wrong door?"

"Yeah; vacant apartment." She laughed, leaning against the door frame as she watched him tiredly. "What are you doing here?"

"Huh. I honestly thought you would be happier to see me here, Sakura. That's defiantly not the reaction I was hoping for."

Sakura laughed before running in to his arms, burying her head in his chest as he awkwardly carried her back into her apartment. "Why haven't you called me?"

"I said I was busy. I know you heard me, Sakura. Why is so messy in here?"

"I was…remodeling." She said in between kisses. "I was going for the style in the hotel room back at Vegas. I liked it and wanted to remake it, but I had no one to help."

"Hn." He moaned into her neck, smiling a little when she squirmed to the feel. "I missed you Sakura."

"I missed you too." She smiled, kissing him quickly before falling back on her bed. She hadn't even realized he had carried her there.

"I love you, Sakura." He smiled, propping his self up as he watched the moonlight fall on her face. She smiled back at him then pulled him into a quick kiss before rolling the both of them on their sides so that they both were illuminated in the light of the moon.

"I love you too."

"No one can replace you." He smiled as he tangled his long fingers in her hair. She giggled and did the same to him.

"No one can replace you either."

"Are you just going to repeat everything I say?"

"What else can I say?"

"Nothing." He buried his face in her chest, blowing softly against her skin.

She shivered, giving him the reaction he wanted. "I love you is just fine."

Sakura smiled up at him, feeling the weight of everything fall on her all, and cried softly. Tears of both happiness and confusion rolled down the corners of her eyes, falling onto the pillow under her head. Itachi had saw this and moved in to a sitting position to see all of her. She followed pursuit, covering her eyes in attempts to wipe the tears away, but they kept coming.

"Sakura what's wrong."

She shook her head then buried her face in his chest, inhaling in his natural scent to calm her nerves. She would tell him, soon, but not now. That was another story for another time that she had hoped would come in the near and distant future.

I'm not that happy with the ending. Might change it one day, but until then, here you guys go. I know you were waiting for it. Love ya and make sure to check out my other upcoming stories.

Song

No One – Alicia Keys