Hello everyone! Guess what? Another Sasusaku mafia story! I got this idea when I was just lying around at home and I just had to make it. It's going to be way different than "A Hitman's weakness". I am so excited for this story and I hope you guys like it as well~!

Also I would like to give a big thanks to AbyssQueen for beta reading~! I am forever thankful!:)

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

I'M IN LOVE WITH DANGER

"...it is due to what you Humans call a 'heart', it is because of that heart that you suffer injuries."

-Ulquiorra Shiffer

Soft steps were heard across the large house; pink locks swayed and its owner looked down as she passed by a group of fellow housekeepers. But as she passed them she heard. She heard the words they were fruitlessly trying to whisper…

"She's late."

"Oh, she'll be getting it now."

"Does this woman not worry about her job? She's practically on the cliff's edge already."

She held the china plate a bit more tightly and tried to block out the other women's voices, but it was a futile attempt.

"One more mistake and she's gone."

"I heard that the boss already contemplated firing her."

"Well she's no good; she makes so many mistakes. It's a surprise our elder lady hasn't fired her sooner."

Sakura quickly walked to a room across the hall but was still within earshot of the other women's words. She quickly tried to open the door to escape their voices before it was too late and they said something that would really hurt her. But in the end, their words were quicker than she.

"I heard our elder lady only keeps her out of pity since she has no other job to go to and because she has a son of her own to tend to."

"Oh yeah, I heard that too. And she's also to be pitied because she has no man. She's a single mother."

"She gains our elder lady's pity just because she's lonely and has a son? How pathetic. I broke an arm once but was given no raise or excuse for not working well. It's her own fault. She brought it upon herself; she was most likely a wild child and in result she got pregnant. That's her punishment."

Sakura finally opened the door but the words had already injected their poison into her mind. Before she knew it she heard a crash and the other housekeepers went silent.

An old woman, who was sitting across the room from where Sakura had just entered, watched her, aghast with fury- "Dammit Sakura! Watch what you're fucking doing!"

Sakura frowned and bowed apologetically to her raging boss, who was still shouting profanities at her for dropping her china cup of tea. "I'm sorry."

"Ugh! You can't do anything right, can you? Hurry and clean up this mess!" The elderly boss commanded as she stormed out of her office.

Sakura simply nodded and sighed in relief once her boss was out of sight. "Don't worry, Sakura. You only have to endure this for one more year." She mumbled to herself in comfort before cleaning the tea off the dazzling marble floor. The words of the other maids were still echoing in her mind; "One more mistake and she's gone.", "I heard that the boss already contemplated firing her." Sakura quickly shook those words out of her mind, again thinking to herself as she kept cleaning, Just one more year...

Today was really not her day. She woke up late, which caused her to arrive tardy to her college class. Then as she was driving to work she got caught up in traffic and in result arrived late to work. To add to those unfortunates events, throughout her work she kept making mistakes here and there, her most recent being the tea spill, and she had been angering her boss as a result. Hopefully the day will better later on…

Sakura wiped sweat off her brows and exhaled in relief as she finished her task. "Finally done."

"Sakura." A stern voice came from the doorway and Sakura saw that it was her boss.

Sakura bowed in respect. "M'am, I finished cleaning the mess I made."

Her boss nodded absentmindedly, "I noticed… "

Sakura felt an uncomfortable atmosphere loom throughout the room and she looked around awkwardly until her boss spoke again, "So Sakura, I've heard you have a child."

Sakura's ears perked up at the mention of her child, all awkwardness disappearing immediately, and she nodded, a warm smile growing on her face. "Yes, my 4-year old son, Akira. He's the light of my life."

"I see that. You see, Sakura, because of that I hired you. I felt that you needed the job… but let's all be honest with ourselves; You're a lousy housekeeper." Sakura's smile was immediately wiped off her face but her boss continued, "You wouldn't happen to know of any other alternative jobs you could take?"

Sakura stood in silence. She was speechless- she knew what was coming… She was going to be fired.

Her boss, or future ex-boss, tossed a newspaper article at Sakura that showed help wanted ads. "You could try one of those jobs, but as for this one… You're fired."

Sakura still stayed silent, and she was overwhelmed with so many feelings that she couldn't pick out one without getting another. She heard her ex-boss's voice again, "I'll give you money to sustain your family for a while but that's it." Her boss handed her an envelope filled with money and Sakura dazedly walked out of the household and into her car. She didn't know what to do until tears swelled up in her eyes, she then put her head down on her steering wheel and began to cry her heart out.

"Of course, my day just has to get worse," she sobbed. An image of her son appeared in her mind and she decided to pick him up from the daycare early.

As she parked in the daycare's parking lot, she looked at herself in the mirror and quickly cleaned herself up before going in. The daycare staff was surprised to see her arrive earlier than usual and a young female staff member went to attend to her, "You arrived early today."

Sakura smiled kindly and nodded, "Yeah, I know. They let me off work early and I just came to pick up my little dumpling."

The young staff member giggled and nodded, "Well that's good, he'll get to have more time with his mommy."

Sakura nodded and watched Akira being brought up to her, his red hair messy and his dark green eyes still glazed with sleep. Sakura laughed lightly at her son's sleepy form.

"Mommy?" He mumbled softly.

Sakura smiled and nodded. "Yes, it's mommy." She stretched out her arms to her young son, "Come on, we're going home."

Akira quickly flew to her arms and Sakura grunted at the impact before picking him up. "Thank you." She told the staff member, who nodded and waved her goodbye.

As Sakura was driving back home, she glimpsed at the rear view mirror and looked at Akira, who was fast asleep in his booster seat. Her eyes saddened and she gripped her wheel tightly, "I'm sorry Akira. I failed you again." Her eyes then shifted to the newspaper with help wanted ads and a tired sigh escaped her lips, "I'm such a disappointment, I can't even hold down a housekeeping job."

Sakura soon spotted her apartment complex and turned into the entrance. She carried her sleeping son up to their apartment and laid him down on their couch.

Her apartment was a fairly small but cozy home. It had two rooms and one bathroom, as well as a fair sized kitchen and living room. Sakura was a fairly simple woman and didn't bother decorating much, although the fact that she couldn't afford much was also a cause for her pretty plain home.

Sakura brewed herself some tea and sighed in satisfaction as she tasted its bitter but sweet taste. She pulled out the newspaper article and read the available jobs.

Maid wanted- $11.00 per hour.

Please call: (645)876-8567, for more info.

That sounded fairly well but Sakura had enough of housekeeping. She then looked at the next ad.

Wanted: Exotic stripper.

No experience necessary. Training provided.

Call: (546)274-4965

Sakura blushed at that ad and quickly went to the next.

Now hiring- Secretary for Kaji Inc.

Must know: How to file, answer calls, write notes down,…

Must be: Diligent, Organized, Polite, Respectful

Please call: (387)356-2568

Sakura frowned, the job required skills and if she couldn't even be a housekeeper, what on earth would make her think she could be a secretary? An exasperated sigh escaped her lips and she put the newspaper down. She laid her head on her kitchen table and groaned in desperation.

"Mommy?" A small voice spoke up.

Sakura looked at her son, who was looking at her worriedly, "Oh, Akira. I'm sorry, did I wake you up?"

Akira shook his head and continued to look at his mother in worry. Sakura just ruffled her son's hair to tone down his worry, "Aw, Akira. Don't look like that, Smile." Sakura smiled herself and pointed at herself, "You see? Like this."

Akira's mouth twitched for a brief moment and Sakura giggled before pulling her son towards her, her fingers skillfully tickling his belly until he just couldn't contain his laugh. She stopped when her son was practically gasping for air and she laughed when Akira tried to tickle her back. "No, Akira you can't do that to me."

Akira pouted, "Why?"

"Because I'm your mommy," was Sakura's silly reply.

"Mom, that's cheating!" Akira whined and Sakura laughed at his response.

"It's not cheating when your mommy is doing it."

Akira hmphed and turned away from her in mock anger. Sakura smiled and stood up, "Come on, Aki, don't be like that."

"Mom! Aki's a girl name."

"Yeah, yeah, I know. But I always did want a little girl. However, instead I got a little boy. So, to make up for it, I'm calling you my precious little Aki."

Akira frowned and ignored his mom.

"Alright, my little dumpling. Let's go."

Akira continued to ignore her and Sakura raised an eyebrow at his childish actions, a sly grin soon growing on her face. "Jeez, Aki. I'm over here trying to invite you to get some ice cream but I see you don't want any. That's alright, though. I guess I'll go eat some myself. I just can't wait to get that banana split sundae with strawberry, fudge, and nuts… Oh and I can't forget the pomegranate tart with gummy bears, strawberries, and-"

There was a soft tug on Sakura's long, flowy, pink skirt and she saw Akira looking at her apologetically. "I want to go too, Mommy."

"Oh, now you do? But you were ignoring me."

"…I'm sorry."

Sakura chuckled and grabbed her purse as she and her son left for the ice cream shop. She thought solemnly to herself, during the drive to the ice cream shop, about her current job issue but waved it off once her son shouted, "I see the ice cream shop, Mommy!"

She laughed lightly, "I see it too, Aki."

When they got out the car Akira dashed for the shop and shouted to his mother, "I'll get in line for us!"

Sakura couldn't help but laugh at her son's excitement but she stopped once she spotted a help wanted poster in the ice cream shop's window.

HELP WANTED-

Waitress/Bartender for Konoha Bar.

Paid by owner and tips.

Sakura looked at the poster warily. "Waitress or bartender at a bar?" The Konoha Bar? I heard that's a pretty high-class bar… Could I actually do something like that? What if some drunk guy hurts me? No, this job is not for me.

"Mommy!" Akira shouted from inside the shop and beckoned his mom to hurry up since he was already in front of the line. Sakura quickly rushed in and apologized to her son and the young cashier before she made her order.

"Alright, m'am. That'll be $9.50."

Sakura nodded and scavenged through her purse for the money.

"I noticed that you were looking at the help wanted poster outside." The cashier brought up as Sakura was getting her money.

"Yes, I was."

"The bar is not an ordinary bar, only people with lots of money go there."

Sakura nodded and handed the cashier the money, "I heard."

"The owner of the bar came and told us that if anyone were curious and asked about the job, to mention that the bar would specifically like attractive women." She cast a glance to an interested Sakura and continued, "You're a pretty woman, I think you'll be able to get the job."

Sakura shook her head. "No, I don't really think working at a bar would be suitable."

The cashier shrugged as she handed Sakura her ice creams, "Like I said earlier, it's no ordinary bar."

"You never know," was her reply as she walked to a table that her son was excitedly sitting at.

"Yay, ice cream!" Her son exclaimed once he saw her arrive with their ice creams, causing Sakura to smile. "Yes, it's ice cream. Now eat up!" Akira dug right into the ice cream, much to Sakura's motherly dismay. "Don't eat too fast now, Aki, or you're going to get a brain freeze." She warned. Akira nodded and ate slower.

Sakura started eating her sundae as well, when she heard a voice somewhere behind her talking to the cashier. "Um, excuse me. I've seen the wanted poster outside the shop."

"Oh yes. The Konoha Bar is looking for waitresses and bartenders."

"Do you know how much they pay? The poster says paid by owner and tips but how much does the owner pay exactly?"

"I believe its eighteen-twelve."

"Per hour?" The woman asked in a tone of surprise. Sakura, who also heard the pay, decided to listen just a bit more. "That's a very large amount, especially considering it's a waitress job and that tips are included. Also that bar is for the wealthy so... that'll be quite the money."

Sakura could hear the cashier chuckle and she guessed that she was nodding at the moment.

"Wow. So um, do we have to fill in an application, have a resume, or take an interview?"

"The owner said he'd prefer to do an interview."

"Well, I'll definitely give that job a shot!" The woman stated determinedly.

"Good luck," Was the cashiers' response.

"Thank you."

Sakura sighed as she heard their conversation cease and she looked at her Sundae in dismay. A bar wasn't really her ideal job but maybe she could give it a try. It was very well paid after all and maybe she could meet a rich man there, who would love Akira almost as much as she does and who could sustain their family with no problem… Sakura quickly shook those greedy and sapless thoughts away. She was not going to bother with men anymore. She did not need a man to sustain her and her son when she can do it on her own… Just one more year. She thought. Just one more year of work and medical school, then I can be a surgeon and my son and I will have no problems ever again. We'll live happily ever after.

"Mom?" Akira called softly to his mom.

Sakura gave him her attention and she noticed his ice cream was already finished. "You're finished. Do you want to go home?"

"You didn't finish your ice cream."

Sakura shrugged, "I'm a bit full already."

Akira looked at his mother curiously, "If you want, I can eat the rest for you. You've always said that it's bad to waste food."

Sakura blinked before she burst out laughing. "Oh, Aki," she said between her laughter. "Go ahead and eat it."

Akira quickly went to eat her ice cream while Sakura was still giggling.

Oh how she loved her son. She loved him and would do anything for him to be happy. That's why she continued trying in life. He is what she lives for. Heck, she'd even work in a bar as long as that job can help her with Aki. She needed no man in her life when she already had her son. She was willing to go through hardships so her son could continue to smile.

"Aki?"

"Yeah, mom?"

"I love you."

Akira stopped eating his ice cream and shot a toothy smile at his mother, "I love you too." With those words, tears started to well up in her eyes and she quickly dabbed them out before they spilled onto her face. I won't fail you next time, Akira.

I hope you enjoyed the story so far, I hope I get to hear from you all but please be considerate of your words.:) The mafia theme is currently not showing but it will soon or later and thanks again to AbyssQueen for beta-reading.:)