A/N - Song challenge anyone? I know after seeing "song Chanllenge" i might turn off alot of people and cause them to leave. For some reason loads of people hate song fixs. But mine are not going to be lyrics in the middle or so ish. Just going to be about the song, in my eyes, whether it be about the lyrics itself or just the sound and feel of the song.

Lets do this.

Disclaimer - I Do Not Own Naruto

'Can't Be Friends by Trey Songz'

"Do you think this is ok?" She yells at me as I stare at her in amazement. Never before in her life did she ever raise her voice at me, "Do you think everything you've done is just ok with me! That it can be forgotten and things will disappear?"

I'm frowning, watching her as my heart starts to thud angrily. Who the hell does she think she is? "What are you talking about Ino!" I surprise myself and I almost jump as at the volume in my voice. I've never really yelled at her either.

"What do you mean what am I talking about, Sakura!" Ino continues to yell, her hands shooting in the air and she gives me a face that says, 'Are you fucking stupid?'.

"Exactly what I said!" I growl out, "What the fuck did I do? Why the fuck are you yelling at me?" Because god knows I am just not understanding any of this right now. First I was just in my house, watching The Regular Show and laughing, then suddenly I see my girlfriend storming in the house, fuming. It was the only time in my life that I was completely scared, she was looking completely evil. But now as this drags on, I can't bring myself to even care anymore. All the pointless yelling and screaming she's doing, it's like lecturing a child who doesn't even understand what they did wrong in the first place. It was and is beginning to piss me off.

Ino stared at me in complete amazement, "You don't know what you did? Are you fucking serious?"

"No!" Stupid cunt, what the fuck do you think? "I'm just acting completely stupid!"

"We all know you don't have to act!" She yells back at me.

FUCK THIS. "Fuck you! Get the fuck out. Seriously, go calm down or some shit then come back at me, because I'm not gonna deal with your period, life is kicking me like a poor puppy, stupid fucking attitude. Collect your thoughts and come at me civil."

"You want me to become civil?" She screams at me. God I swear she is going to give me a migraine, "Says the woman who was taking body shoots off of strippers last night! Top off and pink lacy bra showing with out a fucking care. Oh, but she tells ME to be civil!"

I frown and blink. Body shots? Strippers? "What?"

"Yeah!" She continues to yell on the top of her lungs, "I've heard. Did you think I didn't? Did you think I wouldn't?"

For the first time I was able to take in how Ino truly looked. Her face, even though it is consumed by rage, looks extremely hurt. Like, she will burst into tears at any second. Suddenly, my stomach flips with anxiousness and I start to worry, "Baby, what are you talking about?"

"Don't call me fucking baby!" She snaps at me. Even takes a step back as I try to step close to her. I frown, "Don't you fucking call me baby."

"What is wrong?" I ask softly, taking another step, "What did I do? Why are you so angry with me?"

But she just kept shaking her head, taking a step back every time I step forward, "You know what you did." I notice she isn't yelling anymore. "You know. Just. Why?"

She is breaking down, fast. I try to reach for her, to try to catch her crumbling pieces as I always did, "Just, tell me again then." I say, trying to work a different angle, "Tell me so I know everything I have to apologize for."

But when I reach for her, she practically smacks my hand away, even going as far as flinching away from me. I frown slightly, hurt by this, but that isn't the issue right now, "Baby…"

"Don't fucking call me baby." She whispers weakly, a tear slipping down her face. My stomach drops as I watch it slide to her face and drop to the floor. I open my mouth, but she starts talking again, "I really thought…that maybe you were different."

Oh no, she was going to break up with me. I don't even know what I did. I'm wrecking my brain, trying to find out anything that might have caused this, but I can't think of anything. I ate her candy…She was extremely pissed that day, but that was like two days ago and we are apparently talking about last night. That consist of body shots and strippers.

"And I come off work and hurry to spend time with you, all happy. And then I hear, 'Sakura was wild last night.'"

Thinking. Thinking really hard. What the fuck did I do. What was I doing last night. I start to frown a bit, figuring out that I actually don't remember anything from last night.

"Said that 'She was the sexiest girl I've ever seen.'" She starts to laugh softly, "Even said, 'What was hotter than her taking that body shot off that girl was her making out with them."

My heart is now thudding nervously. What happened yesterday…Seriously, how was I able to take it that far. I was pissed. I know that much. Something at work threw me over the edge. I remember coming home…I remember thinking what a crappy day it's been…Walking in the kitchen and spotting the 12 pack. It was Naruto's who left it there…

"You kissed her, Sakura? Seriously." She keeps whispering to me, chuckling in fake amusement, "Even went as far as making out with the slut."

"I don't even remember last night!" I blurt, trying to dig myself out of this hole. If I was drinking last night then shit must have went down. I'm a total light weight, what the fuck was I thinking!

Ino starts to seriously laugh, like cracking up, which is scary, "Oh great. She doesn't even remember she was cheating on me."

I open my mouth, then shut it, not knowing what to say. I feel as if I'm falling, my stomach has that funny feeling and my heart feels like I've been running a mile, sprinting. "Babe, I really don't know what even happened. I don't know what I did. I don't even remember grabbing the beer, I just remember seeing it in the fridge."

"What a fucking liar you are." She says, turning around and heading towards the door, "What a great fucking lair you are. And you had the nerve to call me baby. Tell me you loved me-"

"I do love you!" I cry out in panic as I quickly walk behind her, trying to make her understand me. I feel so stupid, so incredibly stupid. If I lost her I don't know what I'd do. God knows I need her, and that I love her so much.

"Keep your fucking lie Sakura. We are over." She yells, going from hurt to extremely pissed again, "Have fun with the strippers."

No…No. No no no no no. "No! Please, no! Let's talk about it. Please." I sound pathetic, begging after her like this. But, maybe she can see that I love her so much that I would rather look like a complete dumb ass than lose her. I don't do that for everyone, she knows that.

But she keeps walking, as if not even seeing my hard effort. I am starting to tear up. Me, the tough on in the relationship, the one that holds her as she cries. This time, I was the one breaking down while she seemed completely fine in this argument. This disagreement. This total misunderstanding, "Ino, stop. Alright." I try, grabbing her wrist and hopping to stop her. But with so much speed and force, she slaps me. The deafening crack is what has me completely surprised, not the stinging on my left cheek, or the prickling I feel as blood starts to rush to the spot. I stare at her, my grip still on her wrist but barely holding on.

She snatches her wrist away, looking me dead in the eyes, "We're over."

Then she left…

X

The house feels empty, my soul feels lost, and my mind is so filled with so many thoughts as they buzz through my head. The thoughts aren't even important, they were nothing about that day. No, instead it is more like the 'What if's', the 'How things could have gone'. Lately, that is all that's been on my mind. Maybe if I didn't curse at her she would have been more patiently. Maybe if I didn't yell, she would have calmed down faster and stayed that way. Maybe that day Naruto left my house, I should have checked the fridge and tell him to take his beer.

maybe.

Maybe.

MAYBE.

But none of this brought her back. None of it made it all go away. Now I am completely ruined while she is happily moving on. I'm sitting here miserable as she continues to not to talk me. My ex best friend, my ex girlfriend, my ex fantasy future wife. All gone, so fast.

And as I sit here, in a house that is completely empty and dark with no lights on, I start to think how if I would have never started to like her we wouldn't be here right now. If I would have just kept my best friend boundary maybe I wouldn't be so ruined, and I wouldn't have been put into the category of all the other boys who's hurt her in a relationship. Maybe if I would have never gone through with this, we could still be cool. But it's like, once you cross that line there is no going back over it. Once you take that step, it's either stay together forever or never have the same relationship as before.

Maybe I should have thought of that before.

Maybe. Maybe. MAYBE.

All my thoughts are all the same and it's only been a week.

X

Three weeks has passed, and I am still coming home to nothing. I wish I had her back. God. The pain in my stomach, I haven't even been able to eat with it gnawing on my raw emotions. Three weeks and I still have the constant pain in my heart. God, will I ever feel relief from this?

I walk down my street, probably going incredibly slow, as I go towards my house. What's the rush, nothing is there anyway. I have my work bag slinging on my right shoulder with my left holding my cell phone, my stupid attempt to make sure I don't miss a call from her. The street lamps are on and the sun has already sunk. Ever since Ino left I kept staying later and later at my job, earning me overtime and an escape from the loneliness for a couple of hours. I walk up my driveway and pull out my key from my pocket. And as I take the four steps two at a time, I notice the black trash bag in front of my door. Frowning slightly, I look around. Don't know why, I mean who ever left it here won't be waiting around for hours. Staring at it with uncertainty, I walk over it and open my door, dropping my things on the floor and turning around to investigate the thing.

Maybe Naruto's trash is full or something, I wouldn't put it past him. I rip it open carefully, making sure to not make a huge hole just in case it is trash. I peak in side and instantly my slight curious frown turns into a deep upsetting on. In it was my old huddie that I haven't seen in like months. My eyebrows are coming together as I make the whole bigger, trying to see what else is inside. The first I thing I notice is the roll of pictures I recognize. I grab it with gently, as if I were picking up a new born or something. There it was, me and Ino laughing and smiling for the pictures we took in a booth one day. I stare at it disbelief, and suddenly I drop it and look for something else inside. I push pass the teddy bear I gave her, and the paper ninja star I made for her one day, even the card I gave her for valentines, searching for something that will make everything worse if I find it. I throw everything I touch that isn't what I'm searching for, flinging it somewhere on my doorstep as I search desperately, making sure it isn't in here.

Please. Please don't be in here.

I continue to throw things out.

I gave it to you before we were even going out! Please, please still have it with you.

Standing up, I turn the bag upside down and dump the remaining things on the floor. My eyes search for something that might be reflecting light off of it. Then I spot it, away from everything else that was on the floor. I pick it up and stare at it, my world crashing down.

Before finding this, I thought maybe me and Ino could still be friends one day, maybe a month or two from now. But finding that, my stupid dream slowly dissolved. Finding this crushed the remaining strength in me.

Finding this stupid necklace made everything ten times worse.

Fuck her! Fuck her and everything she is about! I hope she's fucking happy. I hope she is smiling and laughing and moving on faster.

Because now, I just don't fucking care anymore. Now, I'm done too.

I walk over all the shit that's on the floor and head inside, closing the door behind me and leaving the fucking memories there. I also left everything that I was about for the last three weeks. The stupid hurt pathetic me who just moped, who over worked, who tried so hard to keep herself occupied.

Yeah, that shit is done. And I hope she comes back after she realizes her mistake. I hope she feels only slightly bad, enough to come up to say sorry. So I can just smile in her face, say it's fine, and never fucking talk to her again.

Fuck her.

X

I storm up the stairs of Ino's apartment complex two at a time, anger and rage from last night still deeply embedded in my body. Going up the steps helps me blow some steam off, my heart beating furiously from exercise than some emotion for once. Finally, I get to her level and I continue to walk with purpose to her door. And without a second thought, I bang on her door.

I stood there, glaring at the door, hopping it burst into flames.

For three weeks I mopped over this girl. Over my ex best friend. Over my ex girlfriend. For three weeks I have been completely ruined and gnawed down to the rawest point of me. I refuse to be stuck in that mode for any fucking longer.

I hear the click of the lock and my heart jumps excitedly without my permission. Still, I keep my eyes fierce, I came here for a purpose.

The turn of the knob makes my stomach flip nervously. Still, I glare at the door. I was done with this shit. Fully done.

Then finally the door pulls back slowly, revealing her. She is in her rob, a pleasant smile on her face. Her hair is tangled from just coming out of bed. One arm is across her body as her unused arm holds the door. Her skin was still perfect. Her eyes weren't red. She even smells clean. She was the exact opposite of the result of me in three weeks.

Me, who had swollen red eyes for three days straight. Me, who smelled like beer for a week long. Me, who's skin and legs started to sprout from not shaving at all, not caring anymore. And me, who didn't have a pleasant smile on my face…

But a second later, her smile drops and her face shows a surprise look, "Sakura?…"

I continue to stare at her, taking her in. Taking every single thing in.

"Sakura." She says again, taking a step away from the door and to me, "You look-"

I don't want to hear it.

I hold out my fist, full arms length. She stares at it for a moment, stopping mid sentence in surprise. Turning my fist up and opening up my palm, I hold the necklace in my hand. For a second, she didn't say a word. But a split second later, she reaches for the necklace tentatively, staring at it. Carefully, she pulls it by the chain, grabbing it slowly as it unravels and lifts into the air. But as soon as I was sure she had it completely, I let my hand fall to my side. I watch her as she looks at. Finally, I decide to speak, "I gave that to you when we were friends." I meant to say it in a harsher tone, but it came out so weak. I tried harder to put more substance in my voice, "Before we ever liked each other, before I ever admitted anything, before we went out."

She looks up from the necklace, looking into my eyes.

But I look away from her, I don't want to see her fucking eyes anymore.

"I'll take back everything else that I've given you, but you keep that." I point at it while looking at the wall to the right.

There is silence.

"See you around." I mumble and walk away. My heart cracks more. My stomach gnaws more. My souls feels more transparent.

Why! Why did I have to fucking feel like this just for her! She doesn't feel it for me, why do I have to bare this all by myself!

"Sakura!"

It is Ino calling me. But I keep walking.

I don't want to take one step forward and one step back. I want to move on just like her. I want to forget this whole thing.

"Sakura !" She calls to me again. I turn the corner and walk slowly towards the stairs.

"SAKURA!" I jump slightly, turning around in just enough time to see Ino sprinting around the corner. She stops instantly as she sees me there. I watch her patiently.

Silence.

"Did you need something?" I ask, getting a bit annoyed because I'm still standing here without reason. It is like she is teasing me or some shit.

"You look skinner." She mumbles to me, staring at the ground, "Have you been eating?"

Was this some joke?

I smile and say with fake kindness, "Plenty, thanks."

She looks up at me and I look away from her eyes, still smiling, "Don't worry about me, I am perfectly fine. See you around."

I turn around and take two steps down the stairs.

"Why are you acting like this!" She yells after me. I pause mid step, frowning, and turning around.

What did she just say? "Excuse me?"

She looks down at me from the top of the steps and I can see her furious face, "Why are you acting like this is all my fault!"

Oh wow. Is she really fucking going there?

I laugh, shaking my head and continuing to walk down the stairs. Maybe because it WAS your fucking fault. Still is, seeing as the emotional rollercoaster is still going, still having so much track left to ride on.

"Don't turn away from me while I'm talking to you." She growls out to me.

The bitch as a nerve. Getting angry, I turn around and take the steps two at a time, stalking towards her angrily, I look at her with disbelief, "Are you fucking serious?"

"Yes!" She yells, standing her ground.

"Do you really want to fucking go there?" I ask, staring right into her eyes.

But all she does is look right back at me stubbornly, "Yes. I'd love to go there. Why the fuck are you acting like you are the victim?"

I want to punch a fucking wall, "Because in my fucking world, I am."

She rolls her eyes at me.

I restrain from putting my hands on her, "Because you did this shit." I continue.

"How is that?" She asks, venom in her voice, "Enlighten me."

"Me being skinner, your fault!" I yell in her face though I'm step away from her, "Me being over worked. YOU. Me being so angry all the time, YOU. The reason I'm even dealing with this shit right now, YOU. You think I'm here for my health? How can that obviously be it if you're the reason my health is crashing like stocks during the great depression?"

She stares at me, looking a bit hurt. But I'm not done.

"I'm not here to just entertain you! I'm not here to pick a fight, or to even go through this shit again, because that night, three weeks ago, was and is a-fucking-nough for me! Three weeks I have been so broken, just because of you. And I truly, truly, wish that we never knew each other!"

She jerks back.

But I can't stop.

"I wish we never met. Never went out .Never had sex! Shit, I wish we never decided to become best friends. But what I'm seriously begging God for is some type of miracle that, out of no where, I will magically be over you and everything we went through, maybe even forget you!" I watch as every word takes a blow at her, "Because I am so sick of being the only one who cares that we are completely over! That we aren't even friends anymore!"

"I'm upset to!" She cries out, but I just shake my head.

"I'm just…Done." I tell her. I was done with suffering. I was done with driving myself crazy with all the emotions I felt. It was like my body was attacking me, "I'm totally, and completely, honestly, done."

There is silence, both of us looking at each other.

Suddenly I smile slightly and say, "Just like our whole relationship."

My lame attempt of a joke that just hurts me even more. Still, I laugh and shake my head as I turn around.

"I've been upset too." She says after me.

I don't bother to turn around.

"I've been missing you so much." She continues to tell me just hardly above a whisper.

"God, don't say anything else!" I say seriously, walking slowly down the steps. I don't want to hear it, already her words were causing my heart to beat with hope and my stomach to flip with desire.

"But I have!" Ino says, "I cried for days. I wished for you to just come back and comfort me like you used to."

My throat closes up. I hate her crying.

"And I haven't been eating either!" She continues as if she has diarrhea at the mouth, "I don't even remember how it feels to be hungry anymore. All I feel is this gnawing feeling…"

I turn around, frowning, "You haven't been eating?" She nods, and I frown even more, "You shouldn't be starving yourself, Ino." I say sincerely, walking back up the stairs and looking at her with concern, "When was the last time you ate?"

She watches me as I walk towards her, "Breakfast yesterday."

I stare at her. Was she serious, it's like noon, "You didn't eat dinner?"

"You aren't here to cook it from me." She says softly and I feel my stomach flip greatly. She is steadily reeling me back in.

I shake my head slowly, "You can cook for yourself."

"I don't want to." Ino whispers to me.

God, anchor me. Don't let me fall back into her if there is no hope. Please. Because she is causing me to want to run back to her, "That doesn't matter." I press.

"I want you to cook for me, Sakura."

God please…

"Don't say things like that, Ino." I say weakly.

"Why not?" She asks, stepping towards me.

I shake my head, wishing I could escape, "Just don't."

"Why, Sakura." She continues softly. The feel of her hand on mine breaks me down even more.

"I don't want to fall back into hopping we get back together when there is no chance." I try to explain. And I try to avoid her gaze as she looks at me steadily. I even try to imagine she wasn't so close to me, almost pressing against me.

"You don't want me back?"

Yes! Yes, for fucks sake, I do. So badly.

"No." I barely mumble out.

"Mm." She hums as her lips lift up slightly as she stares into my eyes, "What a great fucking liar you are." She mumbles back and leans to kiss me.

X

I kiss down her neck, pinning her arms down as I grind my hips into her. I hear her moan fill my ears and my heart soars as I nip at her skin, one hand gliding down her body.

"Sakura." She whimpers out.

I unbutton her jeans with one hand expertly. Without hesitation, she pulls them off in a point six of a second. I let my hand slip inside of her panties, and her soft gasp causes me to bite harder at her collarbone. Her groan causes me to lick at the exposed breast that weren't covered by her bra. And as I feel her riding my finger desperately, I let my tongue glide down to her stomach.

"Uhn. Sakura." She moans out.

God the sound is like the singing to angles to me. She pulls her pinned down arms away from my one hand that were gripping them, and clings to me, clawing for me to come closer to her. As I kiss right below her belly button, sliding another finger inside of her, I felt her nails dig into my back.

And as I slowly let my lips run down to her heating core, I hear her breathing pratically stop with anticipation. I take her sensitive clit into my mouth and I groan in pain as I feel her nails slicing open my skin on my back. My groan was mixed with her loud moan though, and my pain quickly turned into pleasure as I enjoyed having Ino squirm under me.

I take her clit out of my mouth and look up at her, smiling as her face changes to fustration, "Moan my name, baby."

"Sakuraaa." She moans instantly, arching her back and gripping the sheets.

God. I could live off of the sound.

"Do you want your girl to finish you off?" I tease, flicking my tongue over her clit.

She groans at me with frustration, nodding furiously.

"Tell me then." I say casually, kissing her sex with a slight suck.

"Make me cum, Sakura. Pleaseee." She begs and I smile, dipping my head back between her legs.

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