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She wasn't the most beautiful woman and she certainly wasn't the skinniest, but definitely leaned toward the bigger side. A unique woman, long layers of natural reddish-pink colored hair accompanied jade colored eyes, set on a pale face and a double chin. Grey and pink squared shaped corrective reading lens sat on the bridge of her soft nose and plump pink lips hiding straight, white teeth accompanied her oval face.
Still even without being at the top of physical aspects, she certainly made up for it in her personality, mentality and hard work. Her personality was nothing unusual, being serious when necessary but otherwise was a relaxed, worrying-about-tomorrows-instead-of-yesterdays kind of woman. Completely stubborn and able to stand up for herself, enjoying video games and chick flicks all the same. She was something certainly of her own, a mostly happy fat woman handling life when it had its grand moments or not.
Her work mentality was simple, always working to finish the most important objects first within a timely matter. Do what she had been asked quickly and efficiently, and to always, always pleased her bosses as well as herself…Which was why she sat at her desk, Haruno Sakura, the secretary of Hatake Kakashi, CEO of Finest, the largest multi-million dollar earning clothing company in the land.
And it was all thanks to Tsunade, President and Chairman--woman of Finest who just so happened to be her father's aunt and that Tsunade had always been a part of Sakura's life growing up and simply adored her. So when Sakura's graduation day had come and the family had gathered, Tsunade had offered her a job right on the spot.
…Although, it had been rumored that Tsunade was simply tired of hiring beautiful, thin woman for Kakashi who only ended up sleeping with them within weeks. Sakura hadn't been told about that, but she wasn't stupid either. Being a little over two hundred pounds at five-four definitely made her not Kakashi's type… Though it wasn't painfully obvious, she knew he definitely preferred women similar to Ino, if not Ino herself. Sakura was just a little big for his taste, holding weight all around… Either way, she was glad she had such a job and that it paid her bills and even more than that.
She excelled at her job. Knew the workings of the CEO, how he absolutely loved his coffee straight black with a plain bagel and butter set on his desk to the right, Sakura's left just before ten o'clock was marked on the digital clock on the wall. He was a meticulous man with the lack of punctuality. Typical people in the office started at eight AM, including Sakura, but the CEO?
Hardly the case.
He always arrived two hours later…At ten o'clock, give a few minutes--there was no take. Once the desk had the coffee and bagel, thereafter … Sakura had never been sure how that come to be. He was quite routine for the most part, at least that seemed to apply to his work habits. He worked hard and often late, with Sakura accompanying him on Wednesday nights for chatter and dinner, making sure he didn't overwork himself too much.
"Sakura, can you please get these down to Shizune?" His voice was deep, words murmured softly as ever.
She hadn't even heard his footsteps which startled her. Sakura looked up to see her boss staring at her with a bored expression that seemed to be currently-if not permanently-etched on his face. "Yes, sir," Sakura said with a smile, hands reaching out for the files he held. A lazy 'thanks' was murmured before he had walked away and around the corner.
A sigh escaped her as she watched him disappear. CEO of Finest and somehow, entirely mysterious and utterly handsome. From what she had been told, he had jet black hair back in the day, but it had greyed out after hitting his twenties. Even though it seemed to age him from the back, his face kept him young. Definitely rough around the edges though as the man had a scar lined along the left side of his forehead and across his eye, just ending midway on his cheek. Said scar seem to enhance his handsome features, a perfectly straight nose fit just for him with thin lips fitting for a man with a narrow, strong jaw. Pearly whites and a devious smile often accompanied his smug face. He was cocky and he knew it, having yet to be wrong about anything. It often made Sakura wonder what possessed women to like such a man. Especially one whose reading material delved in the famously raunchy, anything goes Icha Icha book series, in and around public places at that. The man just didn't seem to have very many boundaries.
Slowly she made her way around the floor, maroon colored walls covered with concept drawings and posters of the latest fashion. Avoiding the few desks with designers drawing up clothing for the next upcoming line and the racks of clothing seemingly left randomly on the floor, she neared her destination, wondering why there were so many hazardous like objects within the building. Sakura was quite surprised she hadn't hurt herself while being here just yet.
"Ow!" Sakura hissed, stubbing her toe against the foot of desk she rounded. Spoken too soon it seemed. And it had to be the day she had decided to wear flip flops today instead of her usual slip on's. It was quickly forgotten as a secretarial desk into view, the desk currently occupied by a blonde woman tapping away on her keyboard.
"Hey Ino," Sakura said quietly as she reached the secretarial desk adjacent to a smaller room, Shizune's office.
"Hey forehead, what's up?" The woman twirled a long lock of blonde hair around her index finger as aquamarine colored eyes looked Sakura's way.
"Files for Shizune," Sakura murmured lightly staring at her coworker, who just so happen to be her best friend from childhood.
"Ah. Thanks." Ino reached out, grasping the files with her petite, dainty hands.
Sakura couldn't help but stare, comparing hands between hers and Ino's. Hers were quite delicate, fingers long and thin with perfectly manicured nails. Sakura's hands were small, but fat and not at all delicate or dainty of sorts. Her nails were kept short however, only once in a blue would she ever get a manicure. It just hadn't been her way to keep such a habit.
"So…How about we start on going to the gym tonight? Start making you feel better about yourself?" Ino suggested, noticing Sakura's lingering stare. It was becoming more and more noticeable these days and Ino was starting to believe that perhaps something should be done instead. Nothing would get done otherwise.
"I don't know…" Sakura just wasn't sure she'd feel so comfortable doing such a thing. Working out in a place with people staring at her and such… It was nerve racking, but Ino was right.
She definitely didn't want to be known as the fat girl any longer. That's how it had been since she met Ino when they had been five. Always had she been a little bit on the bigger side and it only continued to become worse in time. No one in Sakura's family had any clue, her parents had always been skinny till old age got to them, but they still weren't as big as she currently was.
And all the times of hanging around Ino just kind of made things a bit worse. Sakura knew how it was, how the roles had been set. Ino was the pretty one, with long, blonde hair and blue eyes. Entirely thin with a curvaceous body. She was very attractive and won men over easily with a single eye flutter.
It left Sakura as simply the fat friend, meant to-whether intentionally or unintentionally-make Ino look much more exceptional.
"Come on. Let's do it together!" Ino exclaimed in good measure, a smile on her face.
"Okay," Sakura smiled lightly as she nodded in agreement. "I'll see you after then," Sakura waved and made her way back to her desk. She settled into her chair as she contemplated the thought. She was going to do this, to better herself and better her lifestyle. She wanted to change and become pretty for once. She wanted a man in her life and she was damn well going to have it!
…Just after she lost some of it.
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"So," Ino mustered out as she started to slow on the treadmill from a steady speed, "Did you hear," Her hand reached out toward the panel, slowing the speed, "That Genma and Kakashi are going to be gone," She began to fast walk as she continued, "For a few months to do business all around the country and internationally?"
Sakura glanced at Ino, both women a bit red in the face and sweating lining their hairlines, Sakura taking a moment before speaking. Continuing to walk the steady pace she had been going for the past forty-five minutes, "Aunt Tsunade had mentioned it briefly when I had gone into her office earlier, but nothing entirely." Her hands grasped the water bottle that sat in the cup holder, opening the top and drank it quickly.
"Oh, well they're leaving next week you know. Shizune told me actually," Ino murmured as she drank her own water.
"She and Genma are together, aren't they?"
"Yeah, that's why she knew," Ino grinned as Sakura shook her head. It seemed that was the only successful relationship to have come from Finest. Everything else just seemed to be just for…sex.
Or money. Generally it was either or both.
"But why is Kakashi going? Genma is CMO."
"Oh please! He'd go anywhere if he gets the chance so he can sex up as many women as he can." Ino laughed lightly, "And the CEO and CMO are the best of friends… Besides, Kakashi's pretty hot," Ino's devious smirk appeared on her face, "But I'd never sleep with him I think. Not my type."
"You have a type?" Sakura questioned rather innocently, even if the fact were that she indeed knew better.
"Sakura!" Ino grabbed the towel she held, slapping Sakura lightly. The two burst into a giggle fit as they fought control for balance. Giggling while on a treadmill could turn ugly.
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"Honey, if you continue working out regularly and staying on this diet you have been, then everything will be great!" Tenten, Sakura's personal trainer said in excitement, hands resting on Sakura's shoulders.
Sakura smiled, glad that Tenten, an old friend from high school had become her trainer and gave her the full support she would need and want. Things were definitely turning for the better after the past couple days.
"I'm so glad you've decided to better yourself. You deserve it!" Tenten hugged Sakura tightly who nodded in agreement.
"Thank you. I'll see you tomorrow night?" Sakura murmured as she pulled away
"Absolutely!" Tenten waved as Sakura disappeared through the doors. It was going to be a wonderful couple of months Sakura figured, smiling all the while.
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"Please make sure to send these off by the end of the day, Sakura," Kakashi murmured as he appeared at her desk as quiet as usual.
Sakura stared at her boss momentarily with wide eyes, quickly regaining her thoughts and nodded. "Yes, sir."
"Thanks…" Kakashi's eyes lingered on Sakura as she looked back in confusion. Noting her surprised look he smiled, "How about dinner tonight? I've got a late night and could always use your company…"
"Oh, that's awfully sweet. I think you're going to miss me when you're gone for over three months," Sakura said playfully, causing Kakashi to smile, and his eyes to crinkled. It always made Sakura wonder if his smiles were genuine at times.
"Yes, well I won't have my coffee and bagel at ten AM for a while…And that itself is a tad bit upsetting." He added rather disappointed while Sakura laughed lightly. He wasn't sure if he was seeing things correctly, but it seemed that Sakura was a little different… He just couldn't figure out what or why.
"Sure, sure." She waved his words off, unsure whether there were truth to such or he were lying, but that wasn't she cared for, "What would you like for dinner?"
"Hn."
"That atrocious grunt doesn't really count as a reply."
Kakashi merely glared at her for her remark. It wasn't atrocious, just…Something very Kakashi like. At least that's how he like to think of it.
Sakura had to laugh inside, though their work relationship was work, boss and assistant or secretary whichever term one preferred, that was obvious. It was just that with nearly the year Sakura has been at Finest, the two had developed a friendly, playful banter. It was nice and soothing from the some seriousness that occurred and often, made the hours go by faster. Completely enjoyable.
"How about miso soup with eggplant?" Sakura suggested, watching as his very eyes widened and light up in excitement. The corners of his mouth pulled back, revealing a very thankful smile. Sakura snickered. Oh how she knew what he loved. "Then I'll order that for you, Mr. Hatake," Sakura nodded, smiling, still amused at his ease of happiness.
"Thank you. I'll leave you be for now," Kakashi added, nodding in approval as he walked away, leaving Sakura to finish the rest of duties for the afternoon.
She turned her attention to the office phone, dialing the number for the restaurant that Kakashi preferred and waited as the dial tone resonated through the ear piece. Thankfully, she didn't have to listen to the tone for long, the call having been picked up after the second ring. The order was placed, along with a salad for herself.
Sakura was going to be ready and more determined. With Kakashi going away for a few months didn't mean her workload was completely gone. It was just considerably lightened and so her intention was to use that time to lose at least fifty pounds by the time he got back while her ultimate, final goal was to lose a total of eight-five pounds for her goal weight. She didn't want to be skin and bones. Keeping a bit of substance to herself would be healthy and better in her opinion.
At least within the past week she had lost five pounds, a wonderful start Tenten had uttered in glee. Sakura was well on her way as she starting making changes. By her own choice, she had decided to park a bit further from the office, take the stairs instead of the elevator, and start her breakfast with milk and cereal. Sakura was well on her way bettering herself, without a doubt.
Chapter 2: Dinner, Late News, & Loss
A pudgy hand rose, covering her mouth still filled with food as she began to speak, "What about that guy, anyways?"
"That guy is going to be one of our male models for the Summer line. Including his pal, partner in modeling or whatever that may be, Uchiha Sasuke." Wide, jade eyes stared his way, mouth slightly parted apparently more than surprised by his words. Had he said something taboo?
