Hello there. You’ve found my story.

This is my first story to publish so I hope someone will like it.
I would like to say now that I don’t mind flames, as they will help me to write better. Some of the characters may be a bit OOC but Ill so the best I can. Please read and review!

Thanks!

Ps. I got the idea for this story from the song, Nobody’s Home by Avril Lavgine.

Chapter One:

She had always been there on the bench.

Lying there.

But no one ever helped her.

No one ever noticed her.

The only reason any one even looked at her was to see her hair. Then they looked away and continued on with they’re day. She slept on a bench. But no one cared is she was cold. No one cared if she was hungry. No one had ever cared.

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Her name was Sakura Haruno, she was 16 or 17 years old she couldn’t remember anymore. This was all she knew about herself.

She was homeless, alone, all by herself. Her hair was a odd colour, it was pink, and was the reason she had been left alone. She had large green eyes which were hidden behind her overly long bangs. She was tall though it was a wonder why, when she had little to eat.

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When she was a baby she had been left at a ophnage. Her mother had thought something was wrong with her child when she found she had pink hair. She didn’t have much money herself, so she left her alone for someone else to give her a better life.

The orphanage had taken her in. But as soon as her hair had grown, they dyed her hair all black.

Until she was 13 she never knew she even had pink hair. As they had no mirrors and she had her hair ‘cut’ every month. The other children had been told not to say anything but one day when she was outside, she came to a window and looked in and saw a girl with partly pink hair. She hadn’t gone back that day.

Ever since she was 13 she had been living on the streets. Her hair was down to her waist, the bottom part was black and the top part pink.

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Her routine was the same every day.

Wake up.

Try to find some food.

If she couldn’t she tried to pick pocket but never had enough courage to. She was always afraid of getting caught and being sent to prison. She never got more then a mouthful of food everyday. But sometimes she got no food at all. She only ate scraps out of the bin; Sakura didn’t care if the food had a bug on it she would take it off and eat the food anyway.

She got harassed a lot by living in the park. Older boys would come and annoy her and girls would sit on the bench and talk in loud voices about how lucky they were to have the clothes.

Then one day everything changed. Her luck changed. She wasn’t alone anymore.

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It was the first day of the New Year when she woke up and stretched was when everything changed. It felt as though someone was looking at her. She opened her eyes to see to blue ones straight back at her.

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His name was Naruto Uzumaki. He was 17 years old and lived with his best friend and his brother. He had never known his parents or any other relatives. He had spiky, violent yellow hair, and blue eyes.

But these eyes weren’t any normal blue they were the deepest blue you had ever seen. He never stopped smiling and if he did it seemed everyone else did as well. Naruto had three strange scars across each cheek. He was the happiest person everyone knew. He was tall but not as tall as his best friend.

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“Ahhh! Please don’t hurt me!” She said trying to back away but couldn’t as she was on a bench.

The newspapers she had used to cover her like a blanket, fell to the ground. She had a top which was much too small for her and showed her all stomach and only just stopped before her chest. She wore a tatted skirt that only reached half way down her thigh. She had boots which stopped just under her knee. Unfortunately, she had been mistaken for a prostitute many times.

“Please don’t hurt me! Please!” She said not letting the teen boy get a word in.

‘Why would I want to hurt her?...I want to see if shes alright. No wait Sasuke did….’ Naruto thought back to the couple of minutes before when they had been walking.

-Flashback-

“So what are we doing here teme? I mean it’s new years day so shouldn’t you be at home preparing for that party you and Itachi have?” Naruto said to Sasuke as they walked through the park.

“No not me…Just Itachi I hang out with you guys. He has all his friends over and they get drunk and I don’t want to know what happens when that happens. ” He said remembering last time when his brother, Itachi, had a part. He and his friend’s had gotten pretty drunk by the look of the number of beer cans and the smell of alcohol around the place. He stopped talking and looked around. Suddenly something caught his eye; there on the bench was something pink.

“Hey dobe….What’s that?” He said starting to walk over to the bench, Naruto on the other hand ran over.

“Teme….Its a girl…” He said his eyes going wide, as she opened her eyes and looked up.

-End flashback-

“Why would I want to hurt you?” He said looking at her cluelessly. She looked at him, her eyes just showing through her bangs. She saw he had a friend. Tall, handsome and unattainable.

“Oh...Sorry...I...Im sorry….” She said looking away. She stood up, stretched again, showing more skin on her chest, and started to clean up the papers, folding them and placing them in a pile. As soon as she finished the wind blew scattering her ‘blanket’ everywhere.

“Oh no!” She said jumping up and running around trying to get all the papers. Some people laughed at her and continued walking. She didn’t realize that the two teens were still there. Both had picked up some of the papers.

She didn’t see, she thought that they had left her like every else had. She knelt down on the ground and started to cry. Her hair blowing around her.

“Ummm...Sasuke what are we still doing here?” The blonde asked the other boy. The dark boy just looked at the girl sitting on the ground crying.

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His name was Sasuke Uchiha. He was 17 years old and the second heir to a great fourtune. His hair was black as night. Long bangs in front and spiked out at the back. As his best friend said “Like a chickens ass!”

His eyes were the same. Dark and easy to get lost in. He had many fangirls. He loathed them all; he hardly ever had a peaceful days or nights. He had had to change his phone number over 10 times in less then 2 months.

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He watched the girl. He felt something he hadn’t felt before. He wasn’t sure what the feeling was but he wanted to help her. She looked as though she had had a rouge life. Like him. She didn’t seem to have any parents or friends. She had no home and barely any clothes. He was impressed that she had lived out here, from the looks of her clothes, for a long time.

A man who had been walking down the path, not so much walking more stumbling as he looked to be drunk. He came up to where she was crying and tripped over her, the bottle he was holding in his hand shattered to pieces.

“Oi! You -hic- girl tripped me up and hic broke my bottle! -hic- You’ll pay for that! -hic-” He said sitting up and grabbing her wrist.

“Let me go! Please let me go!” She cried out trying to get her arm out of his grip.

“I thinks -hic- You can repay me -hic-…In a different way -hic-” He said looking at how she was dressed.

“Please let me go! No please don’t!” She begged again as his hand started to move up her arm to her chest.

“Please….Please” She cried giving up. No one ever came. She didn’t see the two boys running over to help her.

That’s the end of my first chapter! I feel quite proud of myself.

Im sorry for any errors that you may come across. Well I hoped you liked it! Please review and tell me what you think.