Yours Truly
Pairing: SasuHina
Rating: T
Summary: The new shop girl has Sasuke's heart a-flutter. The problem: she doesn't know who he is. That…and her best friend, and just about every other girl their age and younger, claim to love him.
Chapter 1: Dream a Little Dream of Me
Brilliant green eyes flashed joyfully, Sakura was definitely happy. In her hands, she held a job application for one of the biggest and best-known brands of all time – Sharingan. Of course, the smart pink-haired girl was a wonderful student, and financially, her family was good enough for her to not need the job, but she had still asked for the application. It was a long shot, Sakura (and everyone else for that matter) knew, but Haruno Sakura was going to apply for a job, and by gosh, she was going to get closer to Uchiha Sasuke!
(…)
"Ne, Sakura-san, ano…is this really a wise idea?" Hinata asked, worried for her friend.
"Of course, Hinata-chan! And it's Sakura-chan, okay? Now can you help me fold some of these clothes? I'm serious! People just don't know how to pick up after themselves."
Hinata hid a smile behind her layered, blue hair. A few months ago, Haruno Sakura was among the "ignorant" shoppers that never bothered to hang or put back anything that they touched.
It seemed harmless enough, a sixteen-year-old working part-time for some money. The experience might do her good, and that was the only reason Hinata encouraged her; never minding the Sasuke fixation. She thought Sakura would give up. But no, things weren't going as Hinata had hoped at all. Not many things did, for that matter.
Sakura had been working at Sharingan, the newest department store under the leadership of Uchiha Corp's youngest son, Sasuke. Actually, the only reason Sakura had joined was just because of Sasuke. But it had been a few weeks, and the elusive Uchiha had yet to be seen. At the beginning, there were many hopefuls like Sakura, desperately vying for the attention of the young and talented Uchiha; but weeks went by and gradually, they gave up. Haruno Sakura just happened to be more persistent, and resourceful. She found out that the object of her affections only came to check on the store after hours, hence the shift change. Unfortunately the Uchiha is as elusive as ever—but she won't give up! She'll—
(…)
"Sakura-sa—Sakura-chan, I really don't think you should be doing this any longer…"
Sakura turned to look at Hinata with questioning eyes; she was hurt. Everyone had told her to give up, and the reason she stuck around that long (well, part of the reason) was because of Hinata's encouraging comments.
"Why, Hinata-chan? I thought you wanted me to have good work ethics, and this is my only chance of talking to Sasuke-kun! Sasuke-kun…Sasuke-kun transferred to Sound Academy so I don't get to see him. And this is my chance to meet him again!"
"Sakura-chan, I understand, but really, this has gone on long enough! You're not focusing on your studies anymore! Konoha Academy's yearly entrance exam is coming up—"
"It'll be alright!" Sakura soothed. "Everything will be alright. I'll meet Sasuke-kun, and he'll remember that me and him and Naruto were once the best of friends, and then I'll tell him once again that I loved him, and that still love him, and we'll be happy together. Don't worry Hinata-chan."
Hinata frowned, she didn't like it; and instead, picked up another carelessly strewn item, this time a sweater, and helped her shop-girl friend fold it while glancing around her surroundings.
It was her first time in Sharingan. Her family, the respected Hyuuga Clan, had been busy with the new winter haute couture fashion runway designs that she helped compile.
Hinata smiled smugly at that little fact; that was the only place Hanabi couldn't surpass her. As a result she had been too busy to check out this new up-and-coming brand that her friend was currently working at, 4 days a week from 4 pm to 8 pm, to be exact.
It was nice, a bit neo-gothic-post-modern-preppy, but nice. And the clothing designs looked like something out of Paradise Kiss, Ouran High School Host Club and Vampire Knight, something she could appreciate. Some of these designs were impressive, and standing in her Konoha Academy's uniform which consisted of a black blazer with accent white trimmings, white long-sleeved dress shirt button top, a pleated light black skirt accentuated like her blazer, and matching the signature red silk tie, Hinata felt somewhat like she belonged in this environment.
Unconsciously she reached to unbutton her blazer, showing an inkling of a tiny waist. She was comfortable in this trendy place, although it was no polished and prim Berdorf or Neiman, the Hyuuga was able to appreciate its charm and intended effects. Sakura, however, seemed totally oblivious, and didn't seem to appreciate the architectural layout, or the heavily framed artwork, or the grand white—no, it has a tint of cream to it—piano.
"Hina-chan, you're drooling over that piano," Sakura teased as she removed the sweater Hinata had folded from her hands. "I'll ask my manager if you can play it, not a lot of people are here right now, so I think it should be okay. Be right back!"
Hinata continued to contemplate more on the situation as she watched her friend disappear up the escalator. Sasuke, although he did study together with Sakura and did attend Konoha Academy, had switched over to Sound Academy. He'd made so much progress—already in college; last she heard from the socialites at company parties Hyuugas often attended. Sasuke had already graduated and was working for the Uchiha label.
Sharingan was his new line of work. Apparently, it was quite popular, seeing how a lot of rich teens frequently visited this shop. For an sixteen year old, Sasuke was certainly great, there was no doubt about that. The only thing Hinata worried about was the welfare of her green-eyed friend. Sakura's hopes and expectations were so high…
"Ne, Hinata-chan!" Sakura whispered, knocking Hinata out of her reverie. "Ano, can you please take my shift for a while? I really need to go to the bathroom!"
Hinata's pale grey, almost white, eyes widened! She had to be kidding! A Hyuuga working at an Uchiha's place?! Scandal! Sakura seemed to have noticed the notion and quickly alleviated the situation and playfully swatted Hinata's arm.
"It's alright, Hinata. Don't worry! I'll be really quick I promise! Please Hinata! I'll let you play with the piano, that's all you have to do! And smile, you only have to watch the place so that customers wouldn't get the notion that it's poorly attended—onegai Hina, I need to go pee!"
Hinata blushed, to say this conversation had taken a turn for the worse was an understatement. It was very embarrassing. But then there's the piano…oh, the pretty, pretty, custom-made piano… Sighing, Hinata consented, while musing what would happen should her father see her as a lowly shop girl, for a rival company no less. Sakura only smiled gratefully, and slipped off her "employee" badge to put on Hinata.
"Don't worry! You look cute! The store is closed, anyways!" Sakura smiled as she made her way towards the elevator. Haruno Sakura apparently enjoyed using the sixth floor bathroom instead of the bathroom on the third floor; probably due to its incredible view and lavish furnishings.
Hinata blinked, "…hurry back?"
(…)
Author's Note:
Yes, for those who've read this chapter before, it's been edited. (: Ink Child-san has helped me correct and edit it. Compared to before, it's a lot better and flows much more smoothly.
I love receiving reviews, regardless of the content (unless they're flames about the impossibility of Sasuke and Hinata pairing up together—well, that's your opinion. Kishimoto hasn't declared that they would never be, and he never said anything else either, so stop being so immature about it).
Any confusions will be addressed, I will almost always reply to reviews, just as a common courtesy and because it's a nice thing to do. (:
Also as a recommendation, listen to Yiruma's "Dream a Little Dream of Me," it sets the mood, sort of. (: