AN: Hello, everyone! I decided to write this fanfiction mostly for humor, it's been an idea that has been sitting in my mind for a while so I figured I might as well write it down. It's not going to be extremely lengthy. But it's a fun little read. : D

I thought it might be amusing to show with it would be like for Team 7 to work in the movie theater business. I have a lot of experience in that areas as I have been working in theaters for almost 3 years. And it's certainly not as easy as it appears. So I thought it would be amusing to see how Team 7 fairs! It is not set in the ninja world, more like modern when they're in high school. Enjoy!

I do not own Naruto or any of the characters in the show or manga, I merely own my OC.


Midnight locks hung over deep onyx eyes, framing the perfectly unblemished cheeks of the infamous Uchiha, Sasuke. He leaned against the wall for support, his orbs darting around the hallway, flicking back and forth as he observed the upper and under classmen. The bell had already chimed once, signaling to everyone that classes were over for the day, opening up the glorious Friday afternoon and the rest of the weekend. Students were racing back and forth, rushing to their lockers to grab any needed belongings, checking and rechecking their bags to make sure they didn't forget anything before darting out of the prison- school, as quickly as possible. Sasuke scoffed, seeing them push each other harshly out of the way, as if shoving was going to get them to the door any faster. In the end, they were all meant with the same wall of people that were all trying to get out at the same time. The Uchiha's strategy was to wait, he lingered in the school a little longer, taking his time to gather his things and verify that the essentials were packed. That way when he finally decided to leave, he wasn't meant with any resistance.

So he didn't mind when he was asked to wait, by his friend, for her while she made a quick change into her uniform. He rolled his eyes and turned them away from the crowd to face the door he was standing next to, plastered on it was a small sign signaling that it was the ladies room. His hands were shoved deep into the pockets of his dark pants, his bag slung over his shoulder, ready to go whenever she was. His head shot up when the door finally swung open to reveal her, clad now in her weekend attire. Her wavy, naturally red hair was sliding over her shoulders down to her mid back, the uniform consisted of nicely fitted black pants, a high collared white t-shirt underneath a dark maroon polo, black socks and black shoes. Sarah was busy fiddling with her name tag which had to be specifically placed over the logo on the right side of her chest. Once it was adjusted properly she sighed and allowed her tired arms to fall, revealing in white lettering 'Konoha Cinema 18' beneath the name tag.

"Fuck my life."

She grumbled, snatching her bag from the floor beside Sasuke's feet, he shifted out of her way and trailed behind her quietly as she stormed down the hall. By now the halls had mainly been cleared, and the raven haired male followed her out to the front lawn where they usually met up with the rest of their group.

"Sarah, Sasuke!"

An unusually high pitched male voice called out to them, Sarah perked up, her blue/green eyes sparkling as she spotted the pair of blue optics and the blonde hair that came with the scream. Naruto and Sakura were standing on the sidewalk, waiting for their friends to join them. Sasuke was more than reluctant to walk with the pink haired female, he never knew why he even walked with the three of them in the first place.

In fact, the small group had known each other since elementary school, along with a number of other students who went to their high school. Honestly, Sasuke could consider these people his friends, but would he ever verbally admit it? Not a chance. He simply assumed that they got the picture, their relationships did not need to be discussed. They walked home together every day, it was just easier since they all lived in the same general direction.

"Are you kidding me, you have to work again?"

The spiky haired blonde wailed, running a hand over his exasperated face. Sarah rubbed the back of her neck, a cold scowl plastered on her features, he asked the same damn question every single week, it was getting a little old.

"Have I not made it clear to you that I work every single weekend?"

His bottom lip jutted out in a pout, slumping over as they all started walking toward their homes. Sakura gravitated to the Uchiha like a moth to the flame, batting her long lashes flirtatiously as she, not so subtly, leaned onto his arm.

"Sasuke, I'm so happy to see you! How was your day?"

In an attempt to get her alone time with him she tried to walk slower, in order to put distance between the two pairs. But Sasuke wasn't having it, speeding up his pace every time she got close enough to make physical contact.

"Hn. The same."

He wondered how in the hell she could be that happy to see him every damn day. She was persistent, just like all of the other girls in the school, but she, along with Ino was one of the top fangirls. Sasuke just didn't understand how the hell she didn't catch the drift that he wasn't interested, he was sure he made it clear on numerous occasions. He supposed it was just her insane denial that had her living in a delusion.

Sasuke stalked ahead, eager to join the other two as a mode of escape from the pink headed cling-on.

"That's not fair, you go to school all week and then you have to work all weekend. You never to get to do anything."

"You don't have to remind me, I'm well aware that I don't have a life."

Sarah was frustrated with her situation. If she had it her way she wouldn't have been working in the first place, but she made a deal with her parents that she would get a job after her freshman year of high school. And that's exactly what she did.

"But you do have money! That's always something to be happy about, you have a steady flow of cash."

Sarah's expression softened with a smile and she shrugged, leave it up to Naruto to always look on the bright side of things. It was nice honestly, she needed to be reminded of the good things every once and a while.

"That's true! I'm one of the only teenagers I know that isn't broke."

She held her head in the air triumphantly, Naruto nodded rapidly in return.

"That makes two of us!"

Sakura piped up, scurrying quickly to join the rest of them, a bright grin on her face. Sarah met her glee with a glare.

"Yeah, but you don't even have a job, your parents take care of everything."

"Hell, she's not the only one who has it made."

Naruto grumbled in annoyance as he elbowed Sasuke in the gut, he coughed in response before straightening himself up, flashing the boy a glorified Uchiha glare.

"Hn. Shut the hell up, usuratonkachi. Jealousy doesn't suit you well...idiocy is much more fitting."

"You bastard!"

Naruto lunged at him, but before his fist could make an impact on the Uchiha's face, Sarah grabbed him by the arms, dragging him back a couple feet.

"Will you two knock it off?"

She snapped while smoothing out her uniform, she hated the damn thing, it was ugly as hell but she was forced to wear it. The four of them continued walking after their little scuffle, Naruto slid his arm around Sarah's shoulders, leaning close with big watery eyes.

"You're lucky, at least you have a job. I'm totally broke, I need money but no one is even hiring right now!"

Sarah blinked, times were tough, so it wasn't a surprise to hear that no one was accepting new employees. But he was wrong, there was one place that was hiring.

"The theater is hiring, why don't you apply?"

Naruto tightened his grip on her.

"Really? You are? That would be so awesome if we got to work together! Do you think they would hire me?"

Sarah stuffed her hands in her pockets, the other two listening to their conversation from behind, Sakura huffed.

"Yeah right, Naruto...you're such a slacker."

"I am not! I just get really tired, and sometimes I just happen to take naps in school! I need my rest!"

Sarah giggled lightly at her friend, images flashing through her mind of said blonde drooling all over himself and his desk in math class.

"You have to be willing to work, that's all I can say. It's not a fun job, I fucking hate it but it's money and that sounds like something you need. If you're really interested drop by tomorrow and I'll get you to talk with one of our managers."

Naruto's face split with the widest grin she had ever seen, he picked her up in one swift movement, swinging the thin girl around with little to no effort in a massive embrace. Sakura rolled her eyes, twirling a strand of hair around her fingers while Sasuke stared icily at the boy. He felt his fingers twitch for a moment but he took a deep breath, reigning in the boiling emotions he felt rising to the surface. Once Naruto finally let her go, Sasuke felt his body relax.

"You're so awesome, thank you so much!"

Sarah's cheeks were warm and she bowed her head, it wasn't a problem, her job needed people and he needed a job, it worked out perfectly.

"Alright, well, I need to get out of here before I'm late. Remember tomorrow, Naruto!"

She pointed at him before darting down the street with one last wave over the shoulder. The three of them watched her disappear over the hill and Naruto cheered, ecstatic that he was finally going to have some money in his pocket. Sakura heaved a sigh when the girl was finally gone, one down, one to go. The girl needed to get Naruto out of her so she could finally get her alone time with Sasuke.

"I'm gonna run ahead and get home, gotta get ready for tomorrow!"

And just like that, her job was done for her. Naruto slapped Sasuke playfully on the back before darting around the block to get to his house.

Sakura was beaming, she ran her fingers through her hair and smiled seductively at her Uchiha. Sasuke, however, paid her no mind, his eyes fixed on the empty space of air where the red head was just standing. There was a heavy, yet very familiar sinking feeling in his chest. It occurred every time she parted from him, ever since they were in elementary school it had been the same thing. It was warm when she was around, and cold when she was gone. He mentally cursed himself for being such a fool, this was no time to be thinking of such ridiculous things.

"Sasuke, now that you and I are finally alone, we should go out, get something to eat!"

She looped her arm with his, he merely glanced her way for a second before nonchalantly brushing her away, making his way down the street.

"I'm going home, Sakura. You should do the same."

The girl stared at him dumbfounded, her jaw almost dropping to the floor. She just didn't get it, she put herself out there on numerous occasions, making it obvious that she was available and wanted to be with him, but he never reciprocated!

'He's just playing hard to get...he's always been like this, he's probably just afraid to show his emotions because he's afraid of getting hurt!'

Her heart swelled at her own thoughts and she gripped her chest, sighing dreamily as she thought about the man of her dreams, yes that had to be it! She just needed to prove to him that she was trustworthy, that she could make him happy and that she would never break his heart. It was perfect, he wouldn't be able to say no! So with that, Sakura shrugged off her insecurities and darted down the street to her home, a massive white town house with three floors. The moment she walked through the door, she called out to her parents, alerting them that she was home.

"Sakura, would you come to the kitchen for a moment!"

Her mother's sweet voice filled the air and she did as she was asked without a response, entering the warm, yellow kitchen. The girl immediately took in the scent of the red roses in the vase on the middle table and smiled when she found her mother and father sitting together and waiting for her.

"Hey Mom, Dad, what's going on?"

Sakura was the spitting image of her mother, a gorgeous woman with similar pink hair, which had faded slightly over the years and vibrant sea foam green eyes. However, her locks were more naturally wavy and it was longer than her daughter's. Her father had a nice patch of light brown hair and dark caramel orbs, laugh lines framing his mouth.

"How was your day, Sakura?"

She pulled up a chair, shifting her short, black, school uniform skirt and sat with her parents.

"It was good, I aced yet another calculus exam!"

"That's our girl."

Her father patted her shoulder, pride shining in his eyes, Sakura was absolutly glowing.

"Sasuke and I got the highest grades in the class."

She stated proudly, her heart racing at the thought of him, it was crazy the effect he had on her. Just the image of his face in her brain made her go insane, she couldn't stop smiling when he was around, or when he was simply on her mind.

"Oh, yes. How is Sasuke by the way?"

Knowing full well how her daughter felt about the Uchiha, she felt it would only be fitting to ask.

"He's amazing! He has the highest scores in our grade, he's student council president and he's trying to arrange a festival to raise money for the junior class trip on spring break!"

She swooned and her mother giggled, the girl was in love, it was written all over her face.

"He walked home with me, Sarah and Naruto today. He's always so quiet, I figure he's just playing hard to get or he's afraid to trust someone because he doesn't want to get hurt."

"That is a very strong possibility."

She squirmed in her chair.

"The only weird thing is that he's always with Sarah, I'm not sure why but they always seem to be walking together or are at each other's lockers. I need to get him alone one of these days, show him and that I'm the girl for him!"

Sakura made a thrusting motion with her fist, a glimmer of determination burning in her optics. She was willing to do whatever it took to be Sasuke's girlfriend.

"How are Sarah and Naruto? I haven't seen much of them recently."

"They're fine, Naruto is the same as ever. Sarah does the same thing every week, go to school and then on the weekends she works. I don't know how she does it. She's getting Naruto a job there, gosh, I'm just so glad I don't have to deal with stuff like that!"

She scoffed with a laugh and popped out of her chair, shuffling through the kitchen in order to make herself some tea. Her parents exchanged glances, and suddenly silence clouded the room, and it didn't go unnoticed by Sakura who turned around to see very anxious expressions on their faces. She felt her stomach churn uncomfortably, pouring some water into the kettle.

"Umm...what's going on?"

Her mother smiled sheepishly and stood, folding her hands in front of her chest.

"Well, we actually wanted to talk to you about that."

"About what?"

Again there was silence as the adults prepared themselves for the possible hurricane that was about to occur. They were sure of how Sakura was going to act based on their proposition.

"Your mother and I were actually hoping to discuss the possibility of you maybe, you know, getting a job."

Her reaction took less than a second, a loud crash was heard as she stumbled over herself and dropped the kettle on the counter, spilling water all over the place. She squealed and hurried to steady it and herself before turning to face them, her back rigid, and her eyes blazing.

"What?"

Her voice erupted and her mother inched closer to her.

"Calm down. Sakura. I know you're surprised but we've been talking about it and we feel like it's a good idea for you to get a job."

The girl was so flabbergasted she didn't even know what to say and suddenly began to babble nonsense in the hopes that some of it would come out to create a coherent sentence.

"But-but why? I don't understand! Why do I need to get a job? We have money...we...wait- are we losing money? Are we broke?"

The girl grabbed fistfuls of her hair, practically pulling it out of her skull before her mother grabbed her shoulders.

"No, sweetie, we are not broke! Having a job is a good experience, it teaches you how to deal with people, it helps you learn about team work, and you will be able to feel the pride of how it feels to earn your own money."

She attempted to ease her into the idea of it, but Sakura was not convinced.

"This is ridiculous, I don't need a job! If we have money, I don't need to make any on my own."

The man of the house cleared his throat and joined his wife, sliding an arm around her thin frame.

"Sakura, we aren't doing this to punish you. We think it would be good for you."

"To be honest, we believe you have become a bit too comfortable in your situation. If you don't learn how to earn your own income now than you never will. We don't want to stifle your abilties because of our financial situation. We don't want you to settle for having family funds, we want you to be financially independent."

Sakura felt her eyes stinging with tears, she couldn't believe this was happening. Why would they do this to her? She didn't want to be financially independent. She had heard the stories Sarah told her about customer service, it was a nightmare, she didn't want to be sucked into it.

"Please, no..."

"Sakura."

Her mother stated a little more firmly this time.

"This is our decision. You need to find a job, it's only because we love you and we want you to do well. Ask Sarah, maybe she can help you out."

Sakura's face was turning red from frustration and horror, why in the world was this happening to her? With a snort she raced out of the room and went upstairs to her room on the third floor. She collapsed on her bed and the moment her face hit the pillow she released a blood curdling screech. The girl swiftly snatched her phone, stabbing the keys before sending the message and waiting for a response.

"Need job. Parents hate me. Help?"

A few longs minutes passed before her cell buzzed again, she heaved a sigh at the response.

"Konoha Cinemas tomorrow at noon. Don't be late."

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

The unmistakable growl of an Uchiha was heard echoing through the gargantuan estate. The youngest son stood next to his older brother, and before his mother and father. He was seething, steam practically spewing from his ears as he clenched his fists. He was about ready to wrap his fingers around his father's throat and strangle the damn life out of him. He couldn't fucking believe this!

"Sasuke, keep your voice down. This decision was made for your own benefit."

"Benefit? How the hell does this benefit me in any way?"

Fugaku remained at his desk, the same stoic, cold expression that only a veteran Uchiha could adorn settled on his features. Mikoto stood a couple feet away from him, glancing nervously between her son and her husband, hoping things didn't get out of hand.

"We've decided it would be in your best interest to get a job. We Uchiha's must learn the concept of hard work and earning your living. Nothing is ever handed to an Uchiha, we excel because we work with all of our strength and energy to get where we want to be."

Sasuke felt like his skin was crawling, this was completely absurd. His father was out of his damn mind for thinking this was a good idea. Sasuke didn't do customer service, he hated people, in fact he loathed people. Honestly, if he was going to be forced into this position than they needed to be ready to call an ambulance at all hours of the day just in case he unleashed his rage on someone.

"You're joking."

"When I was your age I had a part time job, Itachi did the same thing when he was in high school, and now it's your turn."

Sasuke ground his teeth together and his brain began to pulse. He didn't have the time or energy to deal with the masses of people he wanted to set on fire on a regular basis. He couldn't help but recall of the stories I had told them, and stories that other people had told him personally about their work experiences. It was a waste of his precious time. Honestly, he would rather do anything than serve others.

"I can't believe this."

"Sasuke, don't think of it as punishment. Think of it as a learning experience, we know you'll do great. You could...think of it as something else to be the best at."

His mother eagerly attempted to soothe her son by providing helpful words, he calmed down only a fraction, but the presence of his father was making him uneasy.

"Either way, it's not optional. Our decision has been made, it would be wise for you to find employment soon."

Itachi turned to his little brother with a smirk, as if to mock him, having already been in the same position. Sasuke snarled darkly before storming out of the room. This was ridiculous, he didn't need a job, he had money. The boy already had enough obligations when it came to school already, he didn't have the free time to spend on shit like this.

Once he reached his bedroom he grabbed his phone with violent force, glaring at the screen before he typed out a message. He hated this, he didn't want to seem like he was desperate, but he wasn't sure he had any other choice.

"I need a favor."

He wrinkled his nose in annoyance as he waited for the red head to respond.

"Don't tell me you need a job too?"

He blinked, other than Naruto, he wasn't aware that anyone else was asking her for assistance. He shrugged it off, not giving a damn anyway, his father would have his head if he didn't find a job by the end of the weekend.

"If I had a choice I wouldn't be asking you. My parent's idea."

"Fine...come to the theater at noon tomorrow. If you're late I'll bite your damn head off."

Sasuke snapped his phone shut and found a smirk tugging at his lips. The second he realized it he wiped it away and fell on his bed, sighing deeply. He didn't even want to imagine how this was going to go.

AN: Ahh, yes and it begins! Hope you liked the first chapter. This story is going to be a mixture of humor and romance between Sasuke and my OC. It will be mainly about the comedy though, only small bits of romance here and there. Review!