AN: My first Naruto story, I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor do I own the characters.

To a civilian viewing the site from a distance, the site of Haruno Sakura riding her bicycle to school would have been cute. However, to a civilian viewing the site from a close range, the site was quite odd. Sakura's bike was beautiful. It was painted a light shade of blue and it had a white wicker basket at the front which was decorated with pink flowers. Multi-coloured tassels hung from the edges of the handle bars which were flying wildly in the wind from the furious speed Sakura was peddling at. Her bike truly was a beauty... for an eight year old girl, but to the high school senior, it was an ugly scar in an other-wisely rather pleasant morning.

The tall buildings of Konoha High School came into view. Sakura glanced around nervously, to her relief there was only a handful of students, none of whom she recognized.

Thank God

That was until the doors of the gymnasium ,which was conveniently located right next to the main entrance of the school, burst open, pouring out the entire senior boys basketball team. Sakura cursed under her breath and began to peddle faster hoping that the group of (in her opinion) dim-witted players would just think she was a blue blur. Unfortunetly, she was immediately spotted and a barrage of wolf whistles came her way.

"Hey Sakura-chan, I love your bike!" cried Inuzuka Kiba whose comment was met with a hearty laugh and high-five from Hyuuga Neji.

"I'll punch the crap out of you Kiba!" Sakura yelled back. She skidded to a halt in front of the bike racks, quickly unclipped her matching light blue helmet, locked her bike and began creating as much distance as she could between herself and the bike.

"Don't tell me you're still riding that... that thing" a boisterous blonde haired girl was leaning casually against the doors of the high school.

"I haven't had enough time to buy a new bike after my old one broke pig." Sniped Sakura hurrying towards her first class. Her best friend, Yamanaka Ino trailed behind her laughing.

"I still don't get why you would decide to ride a bike from when you were eight, forehead." Sakura ignored the comment and hurried towards English. Ino laughed lightly, "Bye fhead."

Sakura sent a wave back at her friend. Sighing, she slowed her pace down slightly, after all, it was just English. Kakashi-sensai was usually always late.

Sakura's lips twitched slightly as she thought about her incredibly lazy (and perverted) teacher. Strangely enough, he happened to be one of the best writers, and teachers, the girl had ever known. The secret, he claimed, was in reading as he was always found wandering the campus engrossed in an orange coloured book with the words "Icha Icha Paradise" printed on the front. Sakura's lips twitched again, she highly doubted the book her sensai was so engrossed in actually helped with English.

By the time she stepped into her classroom, her lip itch had developed into a full grown grin.

"Forehead, why does healthy food taste so bad?" whined Ino as she dumped a multigrain musli bar in the bin.

Sakura laughed, "Because you never eat any."

"Dieting sucks." Ino's head smacked against the table with a loud thunk. She stared out dejectedly onto the sea of student eating in the cafeteria. "Although... I do love the fact that we're sitting on the second level of the cafeteria. It makes me feel powerful looking down on everyone."

The pink haired girl rolled her eyes at her best friend's comment. The loud chatter in the cafeteria suddenly grew silent. Sakura immediately sighed. The abrupt silence meant that he was walking into the lunch room. Then as if on cue a dark haired boy strolled into the room. His hair was always perfectly styled into mop of spikes and his pale skin was was almost luminescent. To Sakura, he seemed to glow and draw people towards him as if he was a light and they were idiotic moths. The silence was suddenly broken by an outraged cry.

"Teme!" a fuming golden haired boy stomped into the room, charging towards the dark haired boy like a raging bull. "You promised you'd wait for me."

Sakura let out a small laugh as she watched Uzumaki Naruto stomp towards his best friend. One would expect the world would self implode if the two boys were placed even in the same room together, but somehow the polar opposites managed to become friends.

Ino turned her gaze from the two boys in the middle of a hushed cafeteria to stare at her friend. "I know you like him forehead."

Sakura's eyes whipped to meet the blonde. "Who?"

Ino rolled her eyes exasperatedly, "Uchiha Sasuke you idiot."

"No I don't," Sakura responded a little to quickly which only made Ino stare at her harder. "Perhaps a little bit." A smug smile appeared on the other girl's face.

"You should ask him-" Ino's comment was cut short by a shrill cry.

"Sasuke-kun" A red headed girl emerged from the sea of students. She pushed her glasses up slightly on the bridge of her nose before sauntering up to the bored looking Uchiha. "Ne Sasuke-kun, how would you like to go on a date with me?" She asked cutely, fluttering her eyelashes slightly.

In Sakura's eyes, her skirt was hitched just a little bit higher, her blouse had a little too many buttons undone and her tie was hanging loosely around her neck. Sasuke stared at her nonchalantly. Everyone had stopped eating and was focused on the scene unfolding before them.

"No." The answer was blunt and direct. Karin looked like she had been slapped in the face as her eyes were wide and her mouth was opened slightly. Not even glancing back at her, Uchiha Sasuke walked towards his usual table. Naruto smiled sheepishly and began comforting Karin and 'cleaning up' the mess his best friend had made.

Gradually, the talk returned in the lunch room however it was solely focused on the scene everyone had just witnessed.

"I will admit I think he's good looking," Sakura decided thoughtfully, "but he's so... cold and distant."

Ino nodded in agreement and a silence lapsed between the two girls. Suddenly Sakura's phone began to vibrate against the table with an incoming call. Excusing herself, the pink haired girl quietly walked out of the cafeteria.

"Hello? Haruno Sakura speaking."

"Sakura-chan, it's Tsunade." A woman's voice floated melodically out of the phone.

"Ohayou gozaimasu Tsunade-sama" replied Sakura politely.

"Ohayou Sakura-chan. There's been an opening and I have a new client. Would you be interested?"

Sakura eagerly agreed to Tsunade's offer. She quickly made a mental note of the address and then said a polite thank you. Upon her arrival back to the table, she was met by a questioning stare from Ino.

"That was Tsunade," she began, "turns out I've got a new client." Sakura smiled happily.

"Ne forehead, I don't understand why you don't just use the money your parents left you in their will to pay for college."

Sakura shook her head defiantly. "My parents earned the money themselves and I refuse to use it." Ino just shrugged before picking up a fork and poking at a wilted lettuce leaf in her salad.

"Of all the part time jobs Sakura, why a cleaner? It's such a turn-off." Ino was promptly shut up when the pinkette picked up a crouton from her own salad and threw it straight at her face.

37...38...39...

Sakura stared intently at each house number she was passing by. She was currently pushing her childish bike along the steep path searching for number 41. Suddenly she stopped. There atop a huge hill sat a majestic looking mansion. It was a shade of off white and had an intricately designed iron gate protecting the entrance. Sakura set her bike against the gates and wrapped her hands around the poles that separated the dirty street from the lavish house. Then she noticed a video intercom to the left. However, she also noticed a set of engravings underneath the intercom.

Uchiha.

The blood ran cold in her veins and all the colour in her face promptly escaped leaving a wide eyed and shocked teenage girl. Sakura angrily hit her palm against the gate and loudly whined at her misfortune.

Of all the houses in the Konoha region, why did Uchiha Sasuke's house conveniently need a cleaner now?

Sakura stomped her foot angrily against the cement path and contemplated if she could call Tsunade and tell her she had changed her mind. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out her phone and began dialling the number.

"Can I help you?" a voice rang out through the intercom. Sakura jumped slightly and her mobile dropped from her hands. Sheepishly she picked up her phone and turned around to face the owner of the voice. There staring back at her was a confused looking woman with long black hair and a matching eye-colour. She seemed like an average housewife.

Sasuke Uchiha's mother.

Sakura mentally compared the two and came to the conclusion that they looked very similar, but his mother's expression was far more gentle and kind.

"K-konnichiwa, I'm Haruno Sakura from the cleaning services."

"Oh, of course." the woman smiled brightly. "Come in."

Suddenly the iron gates parted before her and Sakura hesitantly stepped onto the cobblestone driveway that led up to the already opened double doors. The woman she saw on the intercom hurriedly walked towards her and helped haul the embarrassingly childish bike up the stairs that led to the door.

"You can leave your bike there."

Sakura nodded and slipped out of her school shoes. The lady grabbed her arm and eagerly towed her into the house. The pink haired girl stared in awe at the grandeur of the entrance. It reminded her of a fairytale castle with chandeliers and huge winding staircases.

"My name is Mikoto, Sakura-chan." the woman said happily.

"Mikoto-sama, your house is amazing." Sakura felt the words slip out of her mouth, a light blush dusted her cheeks.

Mikoto laughed gently at the young girl's slip up before leading her into the kitchen and showing her where the cleaning products were. Sakura listened intently as she tried to memorize every little detail Mikoto told her.

"I guess for today, all we need cleaning are the windows."

Sakura obediently nodded and reached into the cabinet for the window cleaner, sponges and gloves. Tingles of excitement ran through her body in being inside the Uchiha house. She was getting a rare opportunity that, she was sure, millions of girls would kill for. That was until she saw the almost floor to ceiling windows in the living room. With a great sigh, Sakura reluctantly began the seemingly impossible task.

Mid-way through spraying the glass, she glanced outside to the backyard. The lawn was an unnatural shade of perfect green that you could only find in lawn mower advertisements and it was cut at a perfectly even height. The white fence that erupted from the grass was a barrier around a large pool. The water looked inviting as the pinkette deliriously stared outside, lapping in the luxurious lifestyle that Uchiha Sasuke must enjoy everyday. To say she was jealous would be the understatement of the century. However, as Sakura giddily took in the stunning views of the backyard, she failed to notice a looming presence behind her.

"Who are you?" a deep voice barked out loudly. Sakura yelped at the sudden noise from behind her and wildly spun around before accidentally pulling the trigger of the loaded weapon she was holding. Little droplets of moisture filled the air in front of her, clouding her vision slightly. A pained cry echoed through the living room and it was only then that Haruno Sakura realized that she had just signed her death wish.

She had just sprayed window cleaner into the eyes of Uchiha Sasuke.

First chapter done! Please read and review :D