This idea randomly popped into my head while reading a different story. Thanks whoever's story that was, I forget... Hope you enjoy! If you do you might also enjoy Blinded. By: Me ;)

He loved her.

He wasn't ugly. I mean, apart from the hideous orange jumpsuit he always sported, he was pretty cute.

He wasn't mean. He always went out of his way to help people, especially her.

He wasn't stupid. He only acted the class clown to get attention, shouldn't she know that?

And so she hated him. Why? Why, you ask? Why did everyone hate him so?

Oh. I know. He was that fox boy. The demon of the village. A monster. The annoying, stupid, dead-last baka of the academy. That was why. Why nobody loved him. Why nobody even liked him.

And he was sick of it. Sick of it all. Sick of her. Sick of being hated. Sick of her hitting him, yelling at him, hating him.

And so he snapped. Because of her. The girl of whom he loved. The girl of whom hated him. The girl of whom just ran after the untouchable. The void of emotions jerk, his rival for life.

And so he snapped.

Those were the thoughts one certain Uzumaki was having as he lay motionless in his bed. He contemplated the pros and cons of living. Why should he live if nobody cared? What was the reason for his existence but the pain brought upon by her. He was her human punching bag, quite literally.

Naruto Uzumaki had done everything for her. He had gone out of his way for her. Bought nice things for her. Said nice things to her. Never saying anything bad about her, never having anything but good intentions. Always forgiving. He was a very forgive-and-forget type of person. Except for this time. This time he would never forget. And most definitely not forgive. And yet she just pushed him away, vying for the attention of her precious Sasuke-kun.

Sasuke. Just like Naruto, he too had been orphaned. Unlike Naruto, he had been pitied. Allowed to live by himself in his family's mansion of a home. Naruto had been kicked out of every orphanage in the village and was forced to live on the streets until he was able to scrape up enough money to rent a shabby apartment. Even then he had to pay double the price for it. Yet there they were. A special bond had formed. Brotherhood, friendship in the strangest of ways. Rivals, yet best friends. Best friends until the departure three years ago. He had gone. Gone on a quest for power. He craved it. Lusted for it, even. He was willing to do anything for it.

Even kill his best friend. He tried to break that bond there in the Valley of End, strained it until it would snap. But he failed. Naruto had managed to hold on to the severed bond. As emotionless and cold- hearted as Sasuke was, she still chased him. Never once glanced twice at Naruto, aside from mocking and belittling him. She even had offered to go with the Uchiha. Three years ago. When he left.

Naruto though long and hard

Naruto did everything for her. Every nice thing that you could think of. Sometimes his elaborate plans for her worked out. But whether they did or didn't, she never appreciated it. But of course if something were to go wrong, it would be all his fault. She only chased Sasuke. He was the ultimate prize. Obviously, to her, no one could ever rival him, the tragic sole survivor of the Uchiha clan. He was everything, cool, mysterious, rich, handsome, and top ninja of the academy, and then all of rookie 9. Sasuke did nothing. She still chased him, making fun of and ignoring Naruto.

She hated him. One day, he had enough. He realized that this was not the way that friendships were supposed to work. People were supposed to build each other up. People were supposed to laugh together, high-five each other, hang out and never, ever hurt one another. And so he snapped.

Sakura Haruno.

He hated her.