The idea for this story came to me while sitting on a crowded train, listening to BBHMM. Please enjoy.

Chapter 1: Pencil Skirts

She was unlike anything he had ever seen before – an ethereal beauty. Dark, silk-like hair cascaded down her back, and those freshly done curls bounced as she strutted across the hall. He had never seen eyes so mesmerizing; he had never seen lips so captivating. Her skin was radiant, from that beautiful face all the way down to those long legs of hers.

She walked past him, and Naruto caught a whiff of perfume. Pink champagne, was it? He didn't have the chance to dwell on it as he watched her rear move around in that fitted pencil skirt. This was the fifth time this month that he'd seen her walk into City Hall and he was starting to wonder if her presence was becoming a blessing or a curse.

It was always such a breath of fresh air to see her walk in and grace him with her beauty – a million times better than looking at unattractive, old politicians. On the downside, Naruto had begun thinking about her in ways that made his pants a tad bit too tight.

That woman just had a habit of popping up in his mind when he had to focus. For instance, he was supposed to be reading up on contracts and loopholes for his law class last night. His mind had other plans as it forced him to think about leaving the most prominent of love bites down her neck all while running his calloused hands down her sides, in between her thighs and –

Goddammit!

This was the only reason Naruto absolutely loathed seeing her. She did things to him that she wasn't even fully aware of and fuck – it was killing him. Who the hell was this woman?

"Are you alright, Naruto?"

The voice shook him from his thoughts and his eyes locked with bright emerald ones – ones that used to make him swoon whenever they winked at him back in high school. "Oh, hey Sakura." He greeted her with a tense grin. A hand subconsciously moved to the back of his head; lightly scratching his blond hair. It was a nervous habit.

With a manila folder tucked snuggly underneath her right arm, Sakura placed her left hand on her hip. She must have just come from the hospital, as she donned her signature white lab coat and wore her stethoscope as a necklace. One of her recently plucked eyebrows went up in question. "Hey yourself. You never answered my question. You look… flustered."

Damn, the effects of that mystery woman were starting to show. "Nah, I've just been pretty busy recently. You know how law school is."

She laughed. "I hear that. This internship with Tsunade is killing me, and it's tough balancing it with medical school. I've hardly got free time anymore." Despite how much she complained about being tired, Sakura looked pretty lively every time he saw her – not a single bag hung underneath her eyes. Naruto's eyes wandered from her face to the manila folder she was carrying.

"So, does Tsunade have you running errands for her too? I usually don't see you here."

She traced Naruto's line of sight with her own eyes and when she found herself looking at the folder, Sakura slid it out from underneath her arm. "Oh, you mean this." She started. "Yeah, I guess you could say that. They're important medical documents that I need to hand over to one of the council members. It seems like they're busy though, since the door is shut."

The door Sakura was referencing was the same one that the mystery woman went in. As if on cue, the door swung open, and she strutted out of there with a rather confident air about her. Sakura bid Naruto a goodbye and headed towards the council member's room, but not before her blond friend could grab onto the sleeve of her coat. "I've got a question for you."

The pink-haired woman snatched her arm from Naruto's grasp and stood akimbo once more. A complacent smirk decorated her lips. "Oh? It better not be another request for a date."

He scoffed. "I haven't asked for one in years – don't look so smug about it." Back in the day, he and Sakura were somewhat of a dream couple. Everyone thought they looked so good together and made goals to be as close as they were. Despite the rumors and stories, she asked him out in the eleventh grade, and the two of them dated well into their junior year of college.

They weren't together anymore, and the best way to explain it was that they simply fell out of love. Naruto loved the chase, and Sakura loved to be chased. At one point, things had gotten so busy in his academic life that he had no time to chase her and wait on her every need. She was obviously upset by this, and that was when the arguments ensued. They fought about everything – from not being able to spend enough time with each other to "I fucking saw you looking at her! Are you gonna start chasing her!?" and "Oh yeah, sure. Have other guys treat you like a princess. Yeah, don't worry, it's abso-fucking-lutely fine!"

It was beginning to become toxic, so they agreed to stop there to salvage what was left of their friendship. Naruto was admittedly glad that they did. Their friendship was a rather healthy one now, and with the two of them working towards big dreams and hardly having time to spend with each other, the decision to break up was proving to be a good one.

"I was curious, do you happen to know that girl over there?" He asked, jabbing a thumb over in Mystery Woman's direction. Sakura's eyes scanned her up and down momentarily and she folded her arms, giving a slight nod. "Oh, yeah. I know her."

Cerulean eyes lit up in glee. "Seriously?"

The doctor in training cleared her throat. "Well, I don't exactly know her, but I have interacted with her a few times. She works at that huge pharmaceutical company – Crimson Therapeutics. They pretty much supply most the hospitals from here and even some in Suna I believe."

He was hoping to get a name out of her but that seemed like a dead end. "I see."

Sakura giggled. "Why do you ask?" Naruto's eyes flickered from Sakura to that bomb of a beauty just ways away from him.

"She's gorgeous." He said, his voice laced in awe.

His pink-haired friend shifted her weight onto her right foot. "Yeah, she is. She also doesn't seem like your type at all." It was true. Naruto tended to go for girls who were a bit more brash and wild – a vast difference to Mystery Woman's gentle demeanor and quiet disposition. He liked girls who he could label sexy at first glance and although Mystery Woman was pretty sexy, the words elegance and regality came to mind when he gawked at her for a good five minutes for the first time.

Finally, he shrugged. "Maybe not, but that doesn't mean I won't try."

"Yeah, okay. Good luck then, lover boy." She teased, then walked off to complete her task. Naruto bit his lip, eyeing the dark-haired beauty before him. This should have been easy. He was always so smooth with women, she shouldn't have been any different.

But she was, and that made him just a bit averse towards her.

He made sure she was finished with her phone call before he strolled on over to her, flashing one of his most confident smiles. She seemed to be taken aback by this as her opaque eyes widened in surprise and she placed a hand daintily over those glossy pink lips.

The lids of his eyes fell slightly, and his smile of confidence formed into a smirk of haughtiness. He had her right where he wanted her. "You know, you're absolutely beautiful and it's sad that that's the only thing I know about you."

Slowly, her brows furrowed and the hand over her lips moved to clutch her pink chiffon blouse at the chest. It revealed those pink lips of hers that were trying so hard not to break into a smile. But when they did and small laughter arose from her throat, Naruto couldn't help but think how cute she was.

"Hinata," she laughed, "Hinata Hyūga."

The name fit her exceptionally well. "I'm-" Naruto began, but Hinata cut him off. "I know exactly who you are, Naruto Namikaze. You are quite popular, what with being the mayor's son and all." Well, anyone who lived in Konoha City knew who Naruto was – besides his good looks and charming personality, it was another reason why he had a multitude of friends and his fair share of lovers.

He gave a low chuckle. "Well then miss Hyūga, how much about me do you know?"

Hinata tapped her chin thoughtfully. "Outside of who you are, not very much." She admitted.

"Perfect. Let's get to know each other more over dinner tonight." His smile was unwavering, but hers quickly turned into a frown.

"I'm terribly sorry, I actually have plans for tonight. Maybe another time?"

The two exchanged phone numbers, and Hinata promised to keep in contact with him before she took off. Apparently, she was still on the clock. Sakura had just finished her task and noticed her friend looking quite blissful. She cocked her head to the side. "Did something happen?"

The blond couldn't contain his grin. "I've got her right where I want her."

His throat had gone dry from screams so bloodcurdling, they'd make the most sick and demented criminal gasp in horror. He had never felt any pain like this before. How could anyone explain how it felt to have your own flesh ripped from you while still alive and watch as the Godforsaken dog treated it like a chew toy before discarding it; ready to pounce on you once more.

The drool covering him was the least of his concerns, and through all the blood leaking out of him, he was sure he could see his own muscles. The dog grew tired of playing with him and sat down beside him, scratching behind his ear.

Tears rolled down his cheeks, and he locked eyes with one of the most beautiful women he had ever come into contact with. However, her opalescent eyes seemed to be rather bored. He knew as soon as he saw her in her little black dress and pistol to match that the end was coming.

He pleaded! One more month – just one more month and he would be able to give them what they wanted! Apparently, that ruffian with the ridiculous triangle tattoos on his face didn't want to hear it, and sent that mangy dog after him.

The clicking of a lighter went off, and he soon heard the exhale of a man. The cigarette smoke burned his nostrils. "Kiba," the man spoke, "it looks like Akamaru is done playing."

He folded his arms and frowned. "Yeah, I know. He's been doing this a lot recently. C'mon boy, don't you wanna play some more?" He barked in response, but made no attempt to move. "Ugh, and I've gotta give him a bath too. There's blood everywhere."

"I keep telling you to control him when we have jobs like this. He makes terrible messes." Shino slid his glasses up on his face. "We can just wait for him to bleed out then. I predict it shouldn't take too long."

His eyes fell on Hinata who had her pistol drawn. It was aimed right for their ex-client's head. "No. I don't want to hear his whimpering anymore."

Kiba gave a hearty laugh. "You're too nice, Hinata!" Her eyes narrowed slightly before pulling the trigger, watching the bullet lodge its way into the man's head. She stared into his lifeless brown eyes for a moment before turning to Kiba. "Do you think so?"

"Of course! In any case, that guy was a chump! With his 'oh, please don't kill me, I'll pay you back before the end of the month' bullshit. He's been saying that shit for the past three months. It's amazing how the boss let him slide for this long."

Shino nodded. "Not to mention he was reselling the coke he purchased from us for better prices."

He gasped. "Seriously!? The fuckin' nerve of this guy! When'd you find that out?"

"Kurenai asked me to track him down a month ago. I didn't find him, but I did find one of his hideouts. Cocaine, heroin… all stuff purchased from us were ready to be sold off again." Hinata spoke. "I even found a duffle bag full of hundreds of dollars in there – it had to have been his earnings. They weren't counterfeits either."

Leave it to Hinata to find a lucky score like that. "So did you take it?" Kiba grinned.

She gave a slight nod. "Yes. It's rightfully our money after all." Maybe rightfully wasn't the correct word to use, seeing as though this entire business was unethical. However, she couldn't afford to play nice, not when everyone else was getting ahead by doing the opposite.

Hinata turned her head towards the lifeless corpse in front of her. All of this could have been avoided if he just paid up. But alas, greed is one ugly sin. Now that he was dead, they only needed to dispose of the body. This was the part she hated the most – the cleanup. She had no problems with committing the murder, nor watching it. She drew the line at cleaning up however, and never did so unless her friends required her assistance. "Hey, Hinata." Shino called. She couldn't really get a good look at him since it was kind of dark. "What took you so long to get back this morning?"

Kiba's eyes flickered towards her too, waiting for her answer. "Mayor Namikaze's son stopped me to ask me out to dinner." She watched Kiba roll his eyes.

"I hate that guy. He's like, the fucking poster boy for everything his dad wants to promote. He's literally everywhere!" He threw his arms up in frustration. Shino on the other hand disregarded Kiba's complaints. "So, have you taken him up on his offer?"

She answered yes, much to Kiba's surprise. In the beginning, she wanted absolutely nothing to do with that man. Sure, he was cute and from what little of him she saw on television, he seemed charming enough but with her line of work and his status, she'd run the risk of being caught.

Now that she found out he was actively trying to pursue her, this made things a little interesting. Hinata thought she'd entertain him for one or two dates and be done with it. With all the work she's been doing, when was the last time she sat down to enjoy herself, especially in the company of someone as charming the mayor's son.

"I advise you to be cautious around him, Hinata." Shino warned. "Why? Because he's got connections. He can have you in jail for life if he finds out about what you do."

"And I'll make sure to kick his ass if I find out something's happened to you." Kiba cracked his knuckles and Akamaru barked in response, trotting over the corpse to sit by Hinata's feet.

Hinata smiled. "Yes, I understand. Thank you all for looking out for me."

So, I'm unsure if I'll update this or whatever. It was just something I did on a whim. Hope you enjoyed it.