I am crying! That was all that was going through her head as soon as she felt the tear drop on the paper. But it didn't end with just one, more kept flowing out of her eyes and she didn't know what to do. This was the first time in her entire life she didn't know what to say, what to feel, and nothing. Sorrow had hit her full force, and she clutched her chest and gasped as the tears became more forceful. She heard her mom call her down for lunch, but she was frozen, unable to utter a sound other than shallow breaths ever so often inhaled. Even breathing was painful to her. Do all girls go through this? After about an hour or so she got up, less vulnerable now, and washed her face, all the while trying to hide any evidence of her breakdown. She understood now that this was years of pushing away all forms of negative emotions other than anger, piling it up and letting it all out in one go. With reason back in her head, she picked up the abandoned paper from the floor and reluctantly hid it beneath a few photos, put all the sweets back into the bag and deposited it deep within her closet. She took a quick shower, put on sweat pants and a comfy hoodie, braided her long hair and made sure she looked normal. Satisfied that her femininity was on her side (ability to hide feelings in this case), she went downstairs.

"SURPRISE!" OH NO!

She froze in her place, trying to think of something she would likely do, and mentally cursed at her unhelpful mind.

"I told ya she'll be surprised!" Thank god for Ino's ego. I mentally hug you my friend. Feeling some of her wit return, she narrowed her eyes at the group.

"Which one of you came up with this?" Her eyes searched for any sign of exposure.

"This party was made for me." Naruto spoke some truth as the party was actually for both of them.

"If I see my name on a cake none of you will see the sun again."

"Happy birthday Rapunzel!" Ino and Tenten yelled together while Hinata got a cake that said 'happy birthday and please don't kill us Rapunzel!'.

"It doesn't have your name on it." Ino sang. She mumbled under her breath before blowing the candles. She was urged by her friends to cut the cake, raising the knife steadily above, she swung down like an executioner swung his axe and some icing landed on her cheek.

"Now that's how you properly cut a cake."

"You must have experience with murdering."

"Hinata you told them!" Ino's smile soon faded as she looked horrified.

"And that's how to trick a blonde!" Ino laughed and smacked her friend with some cake. Let's just say that all four of them looked like they were amateurish shavers.

"Girls.." Kiba muttered.

Okay, so she was avoiding him. But it was with good reason! She still felt a bit vulnerable, and he trying to approach her ever so often was of no help. She caught on quickly when she saw him carrying a small, beautifully wrapped prez to her direction and she immediately started a conversation with anyone close by. She saw him look a bit frustrated with her not being available and felt guilty. I'm a coward Uchiha, get it right.

"Why am I getting this weird feeling that you are purposely avoiding me?" Shit! Curse my hunger! They were in the kitchen by the way.

"I, uh.." Sasuke furrowed his eyebrows trying to figure out what was wrong.

"Are you alright Uzumaki?" He leaned closer to her face. Down heart! I feed you chocolate, so do me a favor and calm down!

He frowned at her lack of response and put his hands on either sides of her face.

"Kushina..." she shivered slightly. When did my name sound so special?

"I'm cool dude, just a bit tired." He looked a bit suspicious but decided not to press on. He extended the gift out to her and she stared at it disapprovingly.

"You made me cake."

"Cake is not a gift."

"It is to me."

"So?"

"And?"

"Just accept it."

"Hmph." She carefully unwrapped it as Sasuke paid full attention to her facial expression. She raised an eyebrow mockingly as she slowed down the unwrapping. He grew impatient. Opening the box ever so slowly, her eyes landed on a pretty charm bracelet. She looked up at him as he blushed a bit.

"I hope you like it..."

"Sasuke-kun." He blushed harder as he heard her say it. She wrapped her arms around his neck, standing on her toes to reach the much taller boy. He sighed and hugged her gently, savoring the moment.

"I'm becoming soft!" She whined begrudgingly.

"Hn. I'm no better."

"You've always been a sissy." He pulled her hoodie above her head roughly as she tried to fight back.

"Be nice, or I won't buy you food."

"Yes second mother. I promise to clean my room too."

"Annoying..."

"Irritating..."

"Haven't we been through this?"

"Nope." She said with all the innocence in the world.

"You're not innocent. We've been through that too."

"Shut up!"

I wanted to mention this since some of you may feel Sasuke's out of character. Originally, he was perceived as an anti-social individual who cared solely about avenging his clan and stuff, so that's why authors made him anti-social right? But, he was never someone meek or ignorant, for lack of a better word; he always answered Naruto's comments with a sarcastic remark, therefore him "talking too much" in my story is certainly relevant to his character. Furthermore, Kushina here isn't dependent on him at all because I want her to represent a realistic image of girls' thoughts (feminists mostly and shiz).

And to the amazing first hate-review I got, that was totally uncalled for and very insensitive, I owe you a lot. Thank you for mentioning how Sakura, a fictional character, is better than me and I should kill myself. Excuse me for a second as I go jump from a bridge.

This fanfic, I clearly mentioned in the summary and the first chapter I introduced Kushina in, is SasukexOc. Why the hell are you forcing yourself to click on my story, read a few chapters, just to bash on it? If I'm not mistaken, I mentioned there will be Sakura-bashing since I personally do not prefer her than other female characters, and I made this partially for the people who kinda hate Sakura so WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

NarutoAddict4Ever loves you guys and gals so much, thank you for reading this crap, thank you for taking some time to review, and thank you if you followed me or favourited this story. And to the haters, whom I value the most; thank you for proving to me there are some jerks out there in the world. You are not alone my friend.

Special thanks to Arianna Le Fay for being my first fan on this site. Honestly, right now, I'm updating solely for her.

YOU ROCK GIRL!