As I ended my shift at the convenience store, 'Super S' its name, I couldn't help but shiver and be grateful for the light jacket I decided to bring. I was walking home, just six blocks more, when without warning it started raining. 'Fun-fucking-tastic! I just love my life...' I can't help but think these words, replaying all the things that happened to me from this morning in my head.

I was woken up by the sound of my phone at six in the morning, fucking six in the morning! And who calls me but non-other than my boyfriend.

“What the hell Lee?! Shouldn't you be at the dojo right now? And why are you calling me so early?! Go jump in a lake and call me later!!” Don't get me wrong, I really love him, but even if it was the Pope himself that called me, I would have still yelled at him. A girl needs her beauty sleep!

“I am sorry Sakura! But youth has decided a different course for me! I am now following the road of Pandas instead of Cherry Blossoms! I apologize! G'day Miss Sakura!” and he hung up.

I couldn't believe it! My boyfriend of two years had just broken up with me. 'That douche bag Lee! How could he?!' and 'What the hell? Pandas?! Now even animals are better than me?!' were just some of the things than went through my head.

I couldn't take it, so I decided to go visit my best friend at her apartment. She lived a mere two blocks from me. I decided to surprise her today, or maybe it was that what Lee had told me was still trying to sink in fully, making it so that I couldn't think coherently and just put on some sandals as I ran out the door. I wasn't sure which one of those was true.

As I knocked on the door, I couldn't help but notice the face her roommate made at the sight of me in my pj's and out of breath. “Is Ino home?” I asked as calmly as I could. “I-I-Ino le-left last morn Sa-Sakura.”

'What? She left? Where? Why? She never told me anything!!' “Can you tell me where and why she left?” I think I scared the poor girl, I guess I shouldn't sound so mad, she wasn't the one that left me for who-knows-what.

“Ino we-went af-aft-after her lov-loved one.” 'Trust Ino to tell Hinata things so romantically, and trust Hinata to repeat whatever Ino tells her.' “Do you know when she's coming back?” all I received was Hinata slowly shaking her head.

“Thanks! I'm sorry for bothering you!” I yelled, running back home before Hinata could stutter her response.

As I walked back home, the energy I had shown to get to Ino's apartment gone. I couldn't help but wonder what 'follow her loved one' mean. Ino had never talked about her liking someone, just about how wonderful it would be to one day be in love.

And to make matters worse, she was going to be late to work if she didn't hurry up, but a depressed woman isn't one to check the time now, is she? So when Sakura was finally feeling a little better, she checked the clock and let some extremely loud and extremely crude words come out her mouth.

So let us recap on whats happened today so far for the ones that might have forgotten, shall we?

First, Sakura was woken up early morning by her boyfriend to tell her he liked pandas better than her, so he broke up with her.

Second, Sakura's best friend since High School had left her to go who-knows-where for 'the love of her life' as she had put it.

Third, she was late to work for the second time that week. One more and she can kiss her job goodbye.

And lastly, It was raining and she didn't have anything to protect herself, have I told you how much she hates water unless it's in the form of a shower or bath?

Well, you can guess how much Sakura loves days like today.

The only other day she was this miserable was when she was popular in Middle School only because she told someone her hair was naturally pink and that she hadn't dyed it, which was true, she just didn't know it would make her really popular, really quick. Sure popularity had it's perks, but the only way she could keep it was by making fun and playing pranks on the 'losers'. Sakura, wanting for once to be accepted, did just that for her eighth grade year.

She would really bully this seventh grade boy, she would call him 'fag' and 'cross dresser' just because he looked feminine, nothing to do with his clothes or his attitude. The reason why she was miserable was because she bullied him so much, that she drove him to suicide.

She would visit his grave once a year or whenever she had time to pay her respects, she would always go on the day he committed suicide, rain or snow not a problem to her on that one day of the year. There used to be another boy who would be at the graveyard at the same time as her, looking at Hakus', the boy she bullied, grave. He was there when she arrived, and he was still there after she left, hours later. But the past five years she had yet to see him.

Now, at the age of twenty-six, Miss Haruno Sakura lived in a third rate apartment in a state that you'd go 'Where's that?', with no car, at the brink of losing her job, no real friends, and no boyfriend. You can't help but feel proud of her accomplishments, right?

As I ran down the street in the rain, I was running right by the graveyard when I suddenly remembered 'I haven't visited Haku today!' I guess all of my problems made me forget. So, even if it's raining and I'm bound to catch a cold by morning, I entered the graveyard that was to close in less than ninety minutes, at ten. It was dark, but it was no problem, I had visited Haku a lot in the past twelve years that I knew my way around.

“Oomph!” 'So much for knowing my way around.' I fell to the mud, 'Oh great. Now my clothes are icky!'

“I apologize miss, I did not see you coming.” a deep unknown voice said as he offered me his hand, which I thankfully accepted. No need to be mean to someone who actually apologizes in a corrupted world like ours, right?

“Thanks. That's okay. No one can really see with weather like this.” I responded, I tried taking off as much dirt and mud off of my jeans as I could, it was without success.

As I finally lifted my head to get a look at the face of the person who had collided with me, I couldn't help but scream out an “It's you!” surprisingly. He looked at me as if I was crazy, but who hasn't? I doubt he would even know I existed, it was the strange boy that was there whenever I visited Haku the first seven years.

He kept looking at me as if I had grown a second head, which I think is likely. After a few seconds that seemed like days, I finally saw recognition in those eyes of his, which, now that I'm focused on them only, I notice are a crystal like blue, how pretty.

Wait, was that anger I just saw flash through his eyes? Maybe I'm seeing things, yeah that must be it. Why would he be mad at me?

Now that I think about it, he does have a good reason to be mad at me. Now that I remember, we went to the same Middle and High School.

It was Haku's best and only friend, Uzumaki Naruto. I knew that blond hair looked familiar every time I saw him at school...

'Oh, shit.'

“Nice to see you too.”

'Crap! Did I say that out loud?!'

“Heh, hi! Long time no see?” You could see the sides of his lips just wanting to curve into a slight smirk, I guess he could hear the hesitance underlining my voice.

“I just came back from a five year trip. I'm glad to see you're nice and healthy.” I couldn't help but notice the word 'glad' was just oozing with sarcasm. Guess he hasn't forgiven me yet.

'I am too, I'm glad you're in good health.' was what I meant to say, really I did. But all that came out was:

“Look Naruto, I'm sorry for what I did to Haku. So please grow up and leave me be.” Curse my disobedient tongue and short temper.

'Shit, shit, shit! He looks mad!' I couldn't help but think as his knuckles tightened. For a minute, I actually believed he was going to punch me.

“I have to be going now Haruno, I had actually hoped you changed, even just a bit.”

Those words hurt me more than any punch he'd throw any day. The sad part? I don't think I've changed much either. I'm still somewhat mediocre and I'm mean a lot of times.

As Naruto walked away, 'When did he mature so much?', I couldn't help but say “I really do feel bad for what I did to Haku, I do. Please don't leave this place thinking differently.” I guess my tongue really can be useful at times.

“Miss Sakura, popularity extravaganza, is actually sorry and apologizing to a lowlife like me? Someone call the press, it's a once in a lifetime chance.”

“Naruto, please stop,” tears were coming out of my eyes by now, but I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing them. “I visit Haku every day I can, hoping one day that he'll forgive me for my foolishness, please don't make it harder on me.” Now I'm sobbing, what is going up with me today? I'm on the ground, sobbing in front of the most unlikely person ever. Can anyone see the irony in that? “Just stop, I beg you.”

I couldn't see his face, since mine was between my hands, but I think it must've affected him somehow. I could hardly make out the words he said, but I was able to hear them. I'm glad I did, they were the only good thing that happened to me today.

“Haku could never hold a grudge, not even against you.”