soulmates: Sun and Moon

authors note: the age status in this story is a bit past Naruto Shippuden. so naruto would be like 18 right now, and yes he is an orphan. this story follows slightly with the manga and anime but there are a lot of differences you'll come to find out through reading so enjoy.

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msuzumaki: thnks for the first review i hope you're excited for this next enstallment. it may be small, but it works for the time being. -.o

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Falling Apart...

(1 Month Later)

"You're serious?!" A blond haired male stood in his apartment with both arms spread open at his sides. His hair was messy and pants hung from a slender frame. Muscles quivered in anger under tan skin. Blue eyes watched in confusion at the other packing her things.

"Of course I'm serious Naruto!" Screamed a girl stuffing her bag with clothing. The bubble-gum girl slung the large bag over a shoulder and pushed the boy aside stomping through the one bedroom flat. "I've had enough of this!"

Naruto whirled around in his bedrooms doorway. Thinking of some way to make his ex-girlfriend stay. "Wait don't go! What the hell did I do wrong Sakura?!"

Sad green eyes turned on the other. "It's been two years Naruto. Two long years and you still haven't done anything to help yourself. I am tired of you working at crappy jobs! I am tired of asking my parents for money! And most of all I am tired of you telling me 'Oh you don't have to get a job Sakura I'll support us'. Well guess what Naruto, this is not supporting us!" She threw her hands at the run down apartment in disgust.

Rugs covered rotting floors, dirty clothing piled in the corner of a broken wash-machine and the sink drain was clogged. They had been eating from paper plates again. Dark heavy curtains kept in heat for winter time, but the weather worn window seals let in drafts and creepy eight-legged guests from time to time. The walls were beaten from drunk roughhousing and their couch had been torn up from a friends dog. At least they had a stereo system along with the television, DVD-player and microwave.

With a hurt look Naruto moved forward. "Sakura you know it takes time for me. I'm doing my best to write that book and work to keep us alive."

"That's the point Naruto! You are struggling to keep us alive. I can't do it anymore. You need to get your life back in order. I'm going back to live with my parents so don't you follow me there cause you know they hate you."

Wincing Naruto reached out and grabbed Sakura's arm. He hated leaving things unfixed, it hurt to not be able to do anything to smooth the situation if he didn't have a chance. "Stop please. I'm going to finish my book soon and once it gets published I can open up that bookstore! I can do it Sakura, believe me!"

Tugging her arm away Sakura walked through the door with Naruto at her heels. She entered the elevator and turned around with a tired sigh. "I'm sorry Naruto... but I'm going to move on. My parents think I should look for someone new."

Silver doors were going to shut when Naruto slammed them back open with a growl. He looked up with a determined stare. "This was their idea wasn't it? I thought you said we'd be together no matter what they said."

Sakura blushed in surprise. Shaking her head she averted her eyes. "It's not just that anymore Naruto. I... I went to the Club to a function with my parents and I was introduced to someone."

Eyes widening Naruto straightened in shock. Sakura had been going around behind his back?

One look and Sakura had an idea of what he was thinking. "It's not like that! It's just... my mother pointed out a man in the crowd and... oh Kami Naruto I don't want to live like this anymore. I come from a family of lawyers and interns! No one can amount to their expectations unless that person catches their eye! My mother wants me to try and get closer to him."

"Who is he?"

"W-what?"

"Who is the bastard?!"

Blinking away tears Sakura ran a hand through her hair. "Uh... his name -no Naruto I can't tell you!"

He bashed his hands on the elevators metal sides startling the girl. "Tell me!"

"Sasuke! His name is Sasuke!" Sakura shoved Naruto back sending the blond smashing into the wall opposite her. The elevator doors slid closed with the pink haired girl crying... Naruto sat motionless on the floor.

A door slammed somewhere in the building and shouts were heard. Footsteps and laughing, the halls echoed before falling silent again.

Standing on shaky legs Naruto went into his apartment and threw his door closed with a bang. He stood there in the middle of the living/dinning/kitchen area and wrinkled his nose in frustration. How could he be angry at her when he thought this place was a shit-hole as well? In fact... now that he looked around, how could he have made her live here this long? Biting his lips he clenched his hands into fists. Tears slipped down his scarred cheeks. A sudden rush of hatred towards himself ran through his veins. He stepped forward and slung out his arm knocking the ramen cups and vase of flowers to the fake tile. The vase shattered against the floor and water splashed about, Naruto wasn't around to hear it.

Kicking his way to the bedroom he unleashed his pent-up anger on the closet door before ripping it completely from its hinges, letting it crash to the carpet. Whirling around with fingers gripping his hair he collapsed onto the mattress filled with dozens of mismatched pillows. He stayed down, half-crying half-yelling into the mass of bedding. He hoped that in some way he could fix everything to ease the ache of pain.

Rest came with the comfort of the familiar space, but strangely felt empty without his pink-haired companion lying with him. Heartbroken he wept quietly into slumber.

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yeah it's a bit sad for naruto but we need to get sakura out of the way... meh. i'm cold hearted. i've already got the next chapter done, but i'm posting it tommorrow just to keep the story going smoothy. this is gonna be a darkfic but with some humour and happy parts, other then that naruto's gotta survive my story plot. peace.