CHAPTER 1
Sakura Haruno was a grown girl at age 17. She was very cute and very petite. She had her curves in the right places. She was very innocent and beautiful. She is obsessed with football in all of her life, and was forced to take over the job of her grandfather, Jiraiya as a chairman of her favourite football team since he's sent to prison with a non- committed crime by a nasty crime lord who's pretending as a perfect gentleman but planning to make the team relegated so that he can buy the team cheaper as his future investment. Worse of all, Sakura finds out that her grandfather has got a huge debt.
"What am I going to do?" Sakura said as she walked, pace around her house in an impatient manner. "Why don't you meet Sasori Akasuna, the famous football manager?" one of the players of her grandfather's team, Ryou Ishira said. "Are you crazy?" Hishida Nakata asked. "Maybe," Ryou smirked. "I'll go see him tomorrow. Now, can you guys go home now? I don't wanna sleep in the same house or room with you guys in it!" Sakura yelled. The guys shrugged and went home, some even winked at Sakura since she was HOT.
The next morning, Sakura drove her car towards the Akasuna Villa. She arrived there and went straight to the wall that video calls screen and speaker was located. She pushed the red button and talked through it, "Hello, I'm Sakura Haruno. I like to speak with Mr. Akasuna." Then, a fuzzy voice was heard, "Yes, you may come in." The gates opened and Sakura walked in and went straight to the large white giant doors. The door opened slowly to reveal a beautiful and well furnished mansion. "Wow," Sakura muttered under her breath. She stepped in and a bodyguard said, "Mr. Akasuna is waiting for you upstairs. I'll help you to his room." Sakura nodded a thank you signal and followed the bodyguard upstairs.
Then, they arrived at a hallway with two large giant purple coloured doors, leading to a room. "Mr. Akasuna will see you now," the black suited man told her as he opened the door. Sakura cautiously and slowly entered the room to see a man with messy red crimson hair, lazy brown amber eyes, well- muscled body and black coloured fingernails sitting on a large, luxurious high quality Italian soft leathered sofa with a smirk on his face. "Please, sit down, Miss Haruno," his smooth velvety voice sounded as he offered her a seat on a luxurious leather covered chair imported from Europe in across from him.
"Thank you, Mr. Akasuna," Sakura said as she cautiously sat down on the leather chair, careful not to slip. "Now, what are you going to discuss to me about?" Sasori asked, with a raised eyebrow. Sakura slowly began, "My grandfather, Jiraiya was sent to prison by a non- committed crime and was accused of it. Since then, I was forced to be the new chairman of the team but I need a manager to help me with it. So, I came here to ask you, Mr. Akasuna to be the manager of my football team."
Sakura looked indifferently at a man who was seating on a luxury high quality Italian soft leather sofa, trying not to give out any slight hint of her nervousness. "So would you take my offer to be the manager of my football team, Mr. Akasuna?" Sakura asked cautiously.
The notorious genius manager looked back at her casually, " ... Well, I might consider it if your team can provide something extra entertaining for me." Sakura raised her perfectly shaped eyebrow, "Which is..?"
"A proper snog from my dearest future chairman..." Sasori said with a smirk. Sakura was utterly shocked, " ... E-excuse me?" "I'm sure you've heard that clearly... I want your lips on MINE." Sasori smirk became devious. Sakura quickly stood from her chair that she formerly sat on and looked at the red headed manager with cute large emerald eyes. "W- What? Are you crazy?" Sakura asked, backing slightly away from the smirking red head.
Sasori stood up and walked towards the shivering teenager and looked down at her with devious smirk. "Why are you so afraid? It's not like this will be your first kiss or something..." Sasori said watching the shocked emotion Sakura displayed on her cute face. "I- It is," Sakura stuttered with wide eyes. Sasori grinned and plunged in to kiss Sakura. Their lips collided and Sasori quickly pulled Sakura to his person and pushed his tongue into Sakura's fully pink lips by force. He played dominance with Sakura's tongue. He won, as Sakura moaned when he sucked on her tongue.
Sasori released her and Sakura furiously wiped her lips. "Hm... your lips tastes like cherries," Sasori smirked as he licked his lips. Sakura nervously glance at the handsome football manager. "Fine, I'll be your football manager, Sa-ku-ra," he purred. After some minutes of agonizing seduction from Sasori himself, Sakura left the Akasuna Villa. 'What did I got myself into?' She thought with a shiver.
Yeah, I got this from Gigicerisier's Toy Box Drabble Series. The one about Sakura needed help from Sasori when she was forced to tkae the job of her locked up grand father Jiraiya. Enjoy! Cause I'm dedicating this to T.A Raskelt, Vesper- Chan, and Mostly, Gigicerisier!
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