sleepingdreamer08: Hey there guys! It's sd08! Anyways, this story isn't mine (well, half of it at least) but this is my first co-written story ever! I'm mainly the editor (you know, the one who slashes words and writes them again) and my friend YesThatsme is the one who thought and created the story. Hope you enjoy it :))
Age:
Sasuke:24
Sakura:22
Naruto: 23
Kakashi: 32
An employee started to snicker as he read from a playboy magazine, flipping the page every now and then as his mouth started to drool. He worked at the Uchiha Enterprises, one of the most renowned companies in Tokyo and earned his keep as a plain office worker.
"Damn!" he shouted as he flipped on the next page.
The women that passed him scrunched up their faces, disgusted at the piece of ** that he kept indulging at.
Suddenly, a pair of sleek black shoes approached his vision. He appeared to have an expensive taste, he noted.
"Genma" the person said in a low voice.
He ignored him and continued to read.
"Genma!" he repeated, louder this time.
"Pfft." he said, swiveling his chair to the the other side. He wasn't going to listen to some rich-** dude.
The person's hand curled into a fist, shaking lightly with the urge to punch him.
Whispers started to surround the office and his ears perked up.
"That guy must be an idiot" one voice said.
"He must have a lot of guts" another said.
He snorted a their comments.
"Hmph, Mr. Uchiha isn't a forgiving man"
His eyes widened.
'Mr. Uchiha?' he thought wildly.
Slowly, he looked up, beads of sweat rolling down on his face as he faced a very angry Uchiha.
Said Uchiha folded his arms and raised an eyebrow, standing in his Armani glory as his eyes diverted to the magazine that he now loosely held.
He just insulted Sasuke Uchiha.
He gulped audibly.
He just insulted his boss.
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This won't end well.
"I-I'm sorry sir, I promise it won't happen again" Genma stammered, following the striding Uchiha to his office.
Sasuke paused and turned around to glare at him, causing the poor guy to shiver involuntarily.
"Sorry is not good enough!" he shouted, causing a few heads in the office to raise.
"You're fired!"
SLAM!
He sighed, massaging his temples as he felt a migraine conjuring.
'Damn employees'
"Tsk. Tsk." a voice said in an accusing tone. "You should really control your temper, teme"
He smirked tiredly, grabbing his black swivel chair as he sat behind his desk.
"That guy deserved it" he said, grabbing his favourite pen.
"He's a lot like you" he smirked. "Dobe"
The blonde-haired, blue-eyed idiot stuck his tongue out.
"Ha-ha, very funny" he said sarcastically.
Naruto was another employee in the Uchiha Enterprises and was assigned to being head of the Human Resources department due to his social personality. He wore a pinstripe Kenneth Cole suit and a blue Borelli 7fold tie that was slightly loosened. Being Sasuke's best friend had entitled him to look good despite his average background.
The door clicked open.
"Yo!" a masked-man entered, carrying a bunch of files with him.
"Hey, Kakashi" Naruto greeted.
The stoic man merely grunted at his presence. Besides being late, Kakashi always managed to find work to be done by him.
"More paperwork?" the onyx-eyed man grumbled.
"Yep" he stated cheerfully, putting the pile of paper in front of his face.
Kakashi was his father-figure in the company, giving advices if needed. He was the head of the Security department, despite the fact that he doesn't participate much, and always wore tight black shirts, dark green baggy pants and his signature grey mask.
He sighed stressfully, leaning back on his chair. His hair was a bit disheveled from the shouting, his suit slightly crumpled when he woke up late, grabbing any suit that was in his drawers and running to work, bumping a girl rudely on his way.
Naruto glanced at Kakashi, sending him a silent look.
He nodded, getting the message that Naruto was sending him.
Sasuke raised an eyebrow at their silent conversation.
"Hn?" he said questioningly, seeing Naruto fidget slightly.
"W-well" he stuttered out.
"You need a wife" Kakashi stated notcing his weary state.
His precious Parker 51 pen broke in half. That wasn't what he expected.
"What?" he hissed through his teeth, narrowing his eyes at the silver-haired pervert.
Naruto placed a hand on his tense shoulder, ignoring the don't-touch me look that Sasuke ommitted.
"Teme" he said, raising his index finger.
"I suggest that you find a woman who can put up with the stick up your **-"
He glared at the comment.
"and have hot fantastic sex with" he triumphantly grinned, pleased at his smart remark.
He twitched inwardly, wanting nothing more than to punch that stupid grin off his face.
'Hn. So that's what they were worried about' he thought to himself. Memories of the past flooded his head, causing him to frown a little.
Kakashi raised his hand, a perverted grin etched behind his mask.
"I second the motion"
He sighed deeply, irritated that they ruined the moment.
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...
"Idiots"
"Bye, tou-san" a pink-haired girl waved as she left for work.
She lived in the average part of the suburbs, residing within a small japanese apartment. The petite pink-haired, green-eyed wore a white fitted shirt and skinny jeans underneath her medical coat. She was a renowned doctor that worked under Tsunade, the best doctor in Japan despite the pile of debts she had and the fact that she worked for a charity hospital that was paid by the government
"Good luck in work today, Sakura!" a middle-aged man shouted back, wearing a white shirt and faded levi shorts. Her father was an average-joe who made a living by being a factory worker. After her mother's death that occured in her life at the young age of 10, her father was all that she had left, other than the hospital bills they received the next day that made their lives a living hell until Sakura finally found herself a decent enough job.
She giggled lightly then took off, wandering the streets of Tokyo. Her office was 5 km away from her house although she preffered walking since it saved a lot more money than calling a taxi.
She walked on the side of the street, her black heels clicking on the pavement as she passed by many stores. She looked at her red wristwatch.
"Hmm, 9:20" she muttered to herself. Her stomach felt empty and since she had enough time, she decided to buy a snack. Pausing at the end of the sidewalk, she looked acrossed the street, her eyes lighting up at the sign on top of a blue, petite store that had a cursive font on its sign.
Mikawaya Bakeshop
Her mouth went dry as soon as she saw the pastries behind the glass of the store front. She glanced to her left and to her right, checking for any cars that might pass by. Seeing that the street was empty, she grinned, waling in long strides towards the store as she completely ignored her surroundings.
Thump!
She clashed onto a hard chest after she crossed the street, her eyes closing at the impact as she fell on the concrete floor, her black purse dropping its items on the grey pavement.
A male voice grunted.
Opening her eyes, her heart skipped a beat as she came face to face with the most gorgeous man she ever met. His hair was navy blue, a rare color for a japanese, as she noted that most of his hair was slicked back in albeit weird style, his dark bangs covering the sides of his face. He was about 5'9 as his form towered over her. His eyes opened a fraction to reveal a striking onyx color with a hint of pain as he winced from the previous contact.
Feeling apologetic, she stood up, grabbing her items on the floor.
"I'm so, so sorry, you have no id-" she looked up, her bag in hand as she stared at an empty space. She frowned inwardly, a bit dissapointed that he left all of a sudden. Looking down, she saw a Blackberry Storm2 9440 laying face down at the same spot that she saw the guy left.
Crouching on the ground, she reached for the phone, turning it over as she looked at the cellphone's background, her eyebrows furrowing at the name that was on the creen in bold letters.
"U-chi-ha Sa-su-ke" she mumbled to herself.
She stood up, pondering over the familiar name.
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'I wonder who he is'
YesThatsme: Hey, guys! I'm back :) For those people who read my previous story, which I deleted before, I'm so sorry. But I guess this is the real deal. Anyway, tell me what you think.
R&R :)