I held the small piece of paper of which had sakura's phone number written on in front of naruto's face.

It was Saturday, around noon. Naruto had decided to pay me a little visit, which in naruto's mind really meant eat my food and use my shower, but what the hell did I care, not like anyone else lives here, I've got enough food and water to go around.

Naruto also lives by himself, his parents were both marines and they died fighting in the war; he had lived with his aunt for a while, but decided to move out a couple of years ago.

He wasn't as well off as me though, so he bought the only thing he could afford, a really small apartment in the worse part of town.

I offered to buy him a bigger house in a better part of the neighborhood, but he declined, saying that he couldn't live with the thought of knowing I owed his house.

His only family now was his grandpa, who lived in a retiring home and his uncle iruka, who was in jail.

Naruto took the piece of paper out of my hands.

Squinting, he tried read the small cursive.

"You really need to get yourself a pair of glasses; you're practically blind if you can't read something that's right in front of your face."

He just grunted, bringing the piece of paper closer to his face, trying to get a better look.

He read out the words that were above the numbers.

"Sakura's...phone…number." it took him a while to proses what he just said, but then he smirked.

"How in the hell did you get sakura's phone number? Did you sell a body part for it or something?" He laughed at his own joke.

How pathetic.

"No, were partners in art." I said through gritted teeth, snatching the piece of paper from naruto. Placing it safely back in my pant pocket.

"And why would she choose you as her partner? I thought she didn't know you existed."

I glared.

"She doesn't know you exist either." It was a low blow, I know, but it was all I had for a comeback.

"Don't remind me, we all use to be so close, I just wish I knew why she totally forgot about us."

"You and me both." I looked at the shoes. Then back up at naruto.

"Well, look on the bright side, maybe you'll become friends again, or more." He wiggled his eyebrows and licked his lips.

I rolled my eyes, Dumbass.

"Whatever, nothing's going to happen, she's just going to come over so-"

"Wait, hold up, you mean come over as in come over to your house come over?! Like, you and her, in a house, with a lot of beds and no one around to hear you-"

I slapped the back of his head.

"Hey! What was that for?

"For being a pervert."

Glaring at me, he opened his mouth, probably about to say some half assed comeback, when the doorbell rang.

"I got it!" naruto exclaimed as he jumped of the couch and ran for my front door.

I just shrugged my shoulders; I really didn't want to get up anyway.

Then I heard a loud yell.

"Holy shit!"

I got off the couch immediately, quickly, I walked to where naruto was standing and looked out the door, no one was there.

Then I looked down.

My eyes widened.

There, laying bloody and unconscious on my front step was sakura.

Fuck.


I love cliffhangers. 3 I know you people reading this probably don't, but I do.

Soooo…I wonder what happened to sakura, poor poor unconscious sakura….