NYANMARU: Okayes ppl! New year, new story! I deleted my old story since I had no idea where I was going so yeah...

SASUKE: It was good that you stopped since I was hardly in it!

NYANMARU: Yeah and that tooso hope this one goes better

INO: Multi-pairing?

NYANMARU: Maybe but we are trying to focus on Sasuke and Sakura but most likely yes.

NARUTO: Drama ppl! Major drama! Enjoy

SAKURA POV

I stood there numbly near the front doors of the majestic hotel. I didn't belong here. My hair in a messy bun, wearing old, rolled-up trackies, a loose singlet and worn flip flops. The people walking pass stared at me. What's wrong with being comfortable? Better than walking with a wedgie in those tiny hot pants and barely there bikini tops. They can't even be called bikinis anymore, they didn't even cover the whole nipple! I slid my sunglasses back on. I didn't even want to come to this stupid reunion anyway. Running from the blaze in front straight into the old one.

I tugged unconsciously at the necklace around my neck. Somehow it brought comfort even though it should make me feel like ripping it off and throwing it far away. It was the one he made for me. A star filled up other small little paper stars, all with a message on them. When you need it most. It was on the last little stick it notes he wrote for me. There was nothing special about it. It wasn't expensive. It wasn't even particularly pretty. Hell, it was beautiful. To me it was the best present I could have ever received. Because it was made just for me. A silver chain attached to a glass star filled up with smaller coloured, papered stars which all had a message for me. If anybody else opened it they wouldn't have understood. I still hadn't opened one yet. Even though the curiosity was gnawing at me, the fear of breaking down again was greater so I just let it be.

I shakily let go of it as I trudged forward slowly. I ignored the loud music and the obnoxious screech of tires and continued into the hotel. The hotel was as beautiful as ever. It looked better than I remembered. Maybe that has to do with the more aesthetically pleasing flowers that they placed in people's focal points. They were now more tropical and colourful and gave off a refreshing scent unlike the roses and lavenders that they used to have. It used to smell so high class and posh that it was stuffy and suffocating for me. I think they also changed their colour scheme to something warmer to match to their "summer, tropical holiday" scheme from what I've heard.

"Excuse me but I heard the reunion for Konoha High School for the year 2008 is held hear if I'm not wrong?" I asked the receptionist who gave me a polite smile. At least she wasn't one of those snobbish ones that only gave you proper customer service if you looked like royalty. She was a pretty young woman with short chestnut curls that ended at her chin and bright amber eyes. Although she was a bit too pale considering she was working here where it was blazing hot and the sun shone almost every day but there was the possibility of genetics.

"Yes, Konoha High's Reunion for 2008 is held here. Can I have your name please?" she asked.

"Sakura Haruno," I replied taking out my ID from my purse.

"Your room is no. 128 on the twelfth floor and should be on your right when you step out of the elevator. I'll ring a bellhop for you," she then proceeded to pick up the telephone but I stopped her feeling the need for one completely ridiculous considering I only have one suitcase and it wasn't particularly massive or anything.

"It's fine. I'm sure I can handle it," I gave her a smile as I spotted her name tag, "Thank you for your wonderful service, Susan." I nodded and took the keys from her hand. They were quite cold but that could have always been due to the air con in here. Her nails were also quite brittle no matter how much she hid it under the nail polish. I cleared my thoughts and took my ID back. She gave me another smile, but this time it was a warm one which showed that she truly did felt grateful. I'm guessing due to the hotel's five star ratings, she hasn't been having an easy time with the guests considering how arrogant most people with money or authority are.

I turned away and started walking when I heard short breaths. I turned around and saw Susan being kept steady by another attendant. I couldn't ignore it much longer as I strode back.

"It's fine Miki, I just have a really bad headache," she smiled weakly at her friend.

"Are you feeling tired more often?" I asked as the both of them looked up shocked, "Pale skin, brittle nails, shortness of breath, headaches, cold hands, the whites of your eyes also have a slight blue tinged, I'm thinking you might have anaemia. I suggest you take the rest of the day off and go straight to a doctor. If you continue work you're going to find it hard to concentrate or think." I saw the reluctant look in her eyes and continued, "In severe cases since anaemia causes low oxygen levels due to healthy red blood cell deficiency it can cause a heart attack."

Susan opened her mouth to say something but came off reluctant and ended up keeping silent.

"If you have problem with money then here's $500 and if you have problems about costs treatments here's my card and call me. I'll help you out. You should really go and get yourself checked." I handed her the bills and card. Susan looked shocked while her friend, or Miki was livid.

"What is your problem with rich people? Do you think we're going to do all your bidding just because of a couple bills?" she shouted furiously, "Just because we don't have as much money as you doesn't mean you should pity us and push us around then give us money! Do you think I'm going to accept this crap?" I stood there letting her yell at me. I was sort of used to it and could understand where she was coming from since I was in their position before and let's just say it felt like shit.

"I'm a doctor. More accurately a cardiologist from Cleveland Clinic in Ohio. The vast majority of the patients I get could have avoided something serious if they had gotten themselves checked up. I don't want to see people dying because they just didn't have time or money to get themselves to a doctor. So as a doctor I suggest you to get tests done. Accept the money and go and see if it really is anaemia or something even more serious. I understand that your pride has been trampled on many times, I've been through that as well but sometimes you're going to just have to live through it to survive. Hope you feel better." I gave them a smile before turning around to leave, "Oh and one more thing, Miki you seem like her good friend. You should go with her. It always feels better when you have someone go with you instead of going through it alone. I also think you should have a check-up since you've probably haven't had one in a while. Good luck!" I finished curtly before walking off.

I saw a man who I presumed to be the manager due to his over polished name tag and how most of the other employees scurried away.

"Is everything alri-" he started. His breath would have smelt nice from a far but up close it smelt horrible. He had way too many mints.

"I presume you're the manager? Susan and Miki will be given the rest of the week off and any time needed if they to go through medical treatment. I'll pay for any losses the hotel might have. Do we have a deal?" I said sharply. I could tell straight away that if you didn't intimidate the man he would act all obnoxious and arrogant. He stood there speechless and I couldn't help but smirk. I'm guessing he's also a misogynist. God I hate these people. I cleared my throat but he stood in that state of shock. "I don't like repeating myself. I said, do we have a deal? I could report you for not taking proper care of your staff which will leave mar the hotel's immaculate reputation horribly," I threatened as he gulped.

"We have a deal m-madam," he stuttered a bit. I stuck out my hand as he just stood there dumbly. Did I have to spell everything out for this infuriating man?

"A deal is sealed with a handshake monsieur. I would have thought you knew that?" I challenged as he immediately took my hand and shook it clumsily. People say that you can tell many things when you shake someone's hand. I couldn't help but feel quite annoyed how such a luxurious hotel could have such a crap manager. From what I've seen, he gets grilled easily. He's hands were all sweaty and clammy and he shook like he was a maniac, his grip all weak. And to top it off he's a misogynist. He went straight to my bad list. I removed my hand from his clammy ones and strode confidently towards the elevator. There was a ding and I couldn't help but smirk more. What lovely timing I have. I stepped onto the elevator and let out a soft cuckle.

"To what level miss?" the man in the elevator asked.

"Twelve, thank you." I gave him a smile which he returned.

The gods officially hated me. Out of all the 159 rooms they had it just had to be this room. What kind of hotel decides to change the lobby but not the actual rooms? I stared at the at the cream walls and the various shades of blue placed throughout the room. I walked over to the phone and called down to the front. It took a few rings before someone finally answered.

"Is it possible that you have any spare rooms?" I asked crisply. My mood had turned really sour especially after meeting the crabby manager.

"I'm sorry but is there anything wrong with the room?" a male voice retorted. I wanted to shout at this jerk and say everything was wrong. The way he said it made me want to snap something back at him but I somehow miraculously held back my infamous temper.

"I was just wondering so is it possible?" I gritted out.

"I apologize but all the rooms have been reserved at least half a year in advance so I'm afraid there's no free rooms." He replied curtly.

"That's all I wanted to know. Thank you." I matched his tone before almost slamming the phone down. Almost.

I stared at the king sized bed warily. I couldn't bear to sleep on that blasted bed. I trudged towards the sofa instead and plopped myself down. It was nowhere near as comfortable as the bed but I seriously couldn't sleep on that bed without feeling like throwing up.

*Flashback*

The tears almost leaked out as I sat on the bed.

"Thanks Sakura! I'm sure I'll do great!"Sasuke gave me a smirk before shutting the door. That's when I broke down. Surprisingly Sasuke was still a virgin when I was sixteen. He was seventeen and he had said that he had found a girl that he liked and wanted to 'impress' her. Why am I so stupid? I was here in a lavish hotel crying my eyes out after a one night stand. What was I hoping for? As if he'll ever look at me in that way. I was just his best female friend. He couldn't lower his pride and ask about sex tips from his friends. So by now I felt like the biggest idiot ever. Giving up my virginity just for some stupid reason.

Stupid crush. The tears just wouldn't stop. I bolted for the showers and ended up staying there for the duration of the day as the cold, pelting water slammed onto my back. It helped numb me as I just sat there.

"Never give up your virginity easily." My mum told me so many times. I would usually brush her off but I finally understood what she meant. To lose it to someone you love and someone who loves you, even if it was just for one night, would make you feel like a princess even when you wake up and their gone. But if it was one sided, the one who loved would get hurt and feel like crap in the morning. I'm so stupid. How am I going to get a medical degree with a stupid mind like this?

It was two days later when I finally came out of the room. I tried to act confident to keep my last shred of dignity as I walked to the front counter.

"I'm checking out of room no. 128. Is it alright if I have the bed covers?" I asked the reception.

"There will be an additional costs of $500." She said uncertainly.

"It's fine. Thank you." I gave her a forced smile.

When I got home the first thing I did was made a bon fire. I made sure it was hot before throwing the set into the fire. I stood there as the flames licked the evidence of the night before. Tears clouded my vision as my mum came up and hugged me.

"Sweetie, is everything alright?" she asked worriedly.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry," I sobbed. She didn't ask any question and just stood there soothing me. We stayed there until I couldn't cry anymore.

My eyes shot open as I scrambled off the sofa, my breath in short gasps. I hated this dream the most. I was just going to stay here for the maximum another two days so that when I've seen everyone I'm going back to Ohio.

NYANMARU: So... how was it?

SASUKE: Slow! I haven't even made a proper appearance!

SAKURA: Oh my god! I can't believe you're such a jerk to me!

SASUKE: This is all fiction so what are you pissed at me for?

SAKURA: Gee, now you talk in full sentences.

SASUKE: hn.

NYANMARU: Plz keep your lover's quarrels to yourselves. And face it, you're all fiction! How was it? Review! and all that additional stuff that Fanfic added.

SAKURA: this is just the start!