All for one and one for all.

Summary: Being best friends as children is easy, when you get older it gets tougher. Can three old friends survive the test of life intheir teens and beyond?

Parings: Many, they will vary, and they will change.

Rating: M, just to be safe.

A/N: Well this story has been brewing in my mind for about a month now, and so I'll give it a shot at typing it out. It look like it will be long, and I only hope I can stay interested enough in it to actually finish it. Feel free to leave me a review and tell me how you think I am doing. Thank you for reading.


"Hey you three, do any of you want a cookie I just made them?" Yelled a loving, female voice from out the sweet smelling kitchen. Not long after these words were spoken, the sound of little feet where heard hitting upon the floor. The woman looked over the counter to see three shining, young faces eagerly expecting to have a piping hot cookie or two placed in their grubby out-stretched hands.

"Hmm looks like you three need to wash your hands before you get any of these…" the woman said with a lift of her brow and a stern tone broking no argument. The children all turned and ran for the nearest place to wash their hands…the bathroom sink.

"Hey guys, what kind of cookies do you think they are?" Asked a small high voice, that of a young male.

"I don't know…I hope they have chocolate I L-O-V-E chocolate." A young girl sang out; making a game out of spelling one of the newest subjects she had had to work on in school.

A small giggle rang out "Ino you're silly, I know what cookies they are; they are…" She left off watching as the faces of her two best friends in the whole world leaned in expectantly waiting for her answer. She with held it as long as she could until:

"Oh tell us already!" yelled the boy impatiently.

"Geez Sasuke you don't have to get so mean…they are chocolate chip." Sakura said meekly.

Hearing this Ino began to do a happy dance around the tiny bathroom, quickly getting the other two to join her, as comfortable in Sakura's house as she was in her own, which was only a few yards away next-door.

Sakura's mother, beginning to worry as to what was keeping the kids from their ever loved cookies walked into the bathroom to see three little bodies wiggling and jumping in what she knew to be their 'Happy Dance'. Her face softened even more watching the three. She hoped they would stay this free, innocent and kind when they grew up. She also whished that they would remain the best of friends into their later years. An ache grew into her heart thinking of how fast they would and are growing, it seemed that only yesterday she and her husband had moved into this neighborhood and discovered both their neighbors had children the same age as their three year old daughter. Not surprisingly the three quickly became the best of buddies and were almost never apart.

'How long will that last though…?' She thought looking at the now six year olds. Shaking her head and letting out a silent sigh, she quickly ushered the dancing children into the kitchen for their equal allotment of now just perfectly warm cookies.

Ten years later

Sakura felt that the room was going to close in on her any minute and collapse hard upon her head….

"Sakura! Are you listening to me? Come on I just told you the biggest news you'll have heard all summer…Sasuke and Ino are going out! Can you believe it? …Hey weren't, I mean aren't you like good friends with both of them…is that why you aren't reacting…? Hey...!"

The girl kept up the almost cease less run of gossip but Sakura had stopped listening when she had heard the first time… "Sasuke and Ino are going out…"

A frown marred her pale face. 'Humph, wonder what happened to "All for one and one for all". Huh gee Ino…why?' Sakura though to herself walking to her first class of the day, and also of her Junior year in High School.

Quickly walking in and taking her seat, Sakura's mind was running about a mile a minute. 'Why Ino? I have told you so many times that I like Sasuke…yet you go after him. Why? To hurt me? No. No you're my friend…you wouldn't do that. Oh no don't tell me you like him too…Ugh it's not fair we can't fall for the same guy. Oh Ino I am so sorry for flaunting my feelings in front of you for two years while you stayed silent.

Sakura was hurt, how was she supposed to face them…her 'best friends' everyone would expect her to be happy for them. But how could she be, when she felt that her heart was being torn in two.

Looking around she saw the two objects of her through walk through the door together and quickly turned her face forward silently praying that they wouldn't notice her. Not being noted for being avery blend-in-able person, herlight pink hair always seemed to act as a beacon, shining for all to see and guiding them to her.

"Hey Sakura...how was your summer?" A very tentative Ino asked, earning her a confused look from the dark-haired heart-throb standing next to her.

'Why is she being so cautious? Its just Sakura. Not like she'll care what we do.'

"Hi guys!" Sakura said in a blast of fake sunshine, trying to retain some of her normal happiness even though her heart felt like the Grand Canyon had taken up residence in the middle of it.

"My summer was great, it was great to visit my mom's family on the coast, it was so nice, lots of sun and um...dirt...yeah the dirt was great..."

Sakura realized she had just been expounding upon the joys of...of all things, dirt. Now she really must look like an idiot to them. Indeed the newly declared couple was looking at her like she had lost her mind in the last two and a half month since they had last seen her, and just as Sasuke had opened his mouth to ask her what she was on, the bell rang and their teacher walked into the room.

"Ok children take your seats." Their English teacher, Iruka Umuino, said before he began to write the days lessons on the board.

'Hmm looks like the usual batch of miscreants from last year...why am I stuck teaching them again? Well at least it looks up to be an interesting year.'

"Welcome to English III A/P, the beginning of your Junior year at this fine establishment and aren't I the lucky one that get to be the one to witness it."