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Full Summary: Sakura Haruno was one of the dozens of maids working in the Palace of the Uchiha's. However after an incident, Sakura lands herself the job of being none other than the Prince Sasuke's personal maid, who she thinks is a perverted guy whose only hobby is to harass maid. But when a sudden turn events find Sasuke on the run, Sakura being the faithful maid she is, is forced to tag alone. Forget love, Sakura will need to stay on top of her wits to survive it all.

Chapter 1: The Meeting

Once upon a time in a faraway land, there lived a beautiful princess who awaited the day her Prince Charming would come -riding on a white horse, of course- to sweep her off her feet, and ride off into the sunset and live happily ever after.

Pfft yeah right. Like that was ever going to happen.

For one, I didn't live in a faraway exotic land, where the sun always shone and the grass always seemed to stay green no matter the weather. I wasn't one of those beautiful blonde, brunette, black haired princesses who obsessed over their looks every hour of everyday because they didn't have anything better to do.

I was known as a freak for having bright, pink hair that apparently some said was just a way of getting attention. How wrong they were. Attention was the last thing I needed. I mean getting attention from the wrong types of people was exactly how people got in trouble.

Go genes. Not

And the only Prince's I knew were frigid, human ice cubes who walked like they had a ten feet pole stuck up their backsides. They sure acted as if they did. Maybe it was the reason they always seemed to look gloomy and blue.

In books weren't Prince's expected to be kind and gentle? Apparently that wouldn't happen in this place.

I was so engrossed in my thoughts, that I didn't realize someone was standing behind me, not until they spoke.

"Sakura quit your day dreaming. Those floors will not mop themselves." Said a nasally voice behind me.

I rolled my bottle green orbs before turning to the head maid of the palace. A tall wrinkling woman, whose favourite hobby was to point out all my mistakes.

"Sorry." I said, not feeling at all sorry. She must have figured that out too, as her eyes narrowed.

"I want these floors to be so clean; I can see my reflection in them." She said before she walked away to sniff another maid out with her beaky nose, her shoes clacking against the opaque marble floor. Her mother must have been part eagle, with that nose and those small beady eyes; she could sniff out anything from a three mile radius.

"Why? You'd only damage them." I muttered to myself as I continued to mop the floor of the palace entry way. The mop was heavy from the water absorbed in it. My muscles strained from the constant mopping I had done. I mean how much floor did the Uchiha's really need? Being a maid sucked at times. Sure the Prince's were good to ogle at but having to become a maid had a lot of disadvantages.

Not my dream job at the least but it did pay. I dragged the mop against the floor, finishing the last of the mopping before heading towards the store room to where I left the mop.

My stomach rumbled loudly to my embarrassment, as I exited the small, dim lit room. I was glad to find that there was no one to witness the noise, but it also reminded me that I needed food.

With that thought set in mind, I mentally pictured the route to the kitchens before heading towards it.

Like always, the large palace kitchen was as hectic as ever.

Maids, butlers, servants moved in and out trying to get food to the correct people at the palace. I wondered how the head Chef could keep up with it all. No wonder she had such a short temper.

The expansive kitchen was always hot due to the roaring fire that was burning on the fireplace, which was used for the ovens and cookers. In Winters, the warmth was a blessing but in the Summer time, it became unbearable.

Locating a familiar blonde head, I was careful to avoid people carrying platters of food as I made my way over to where she was standing.

As I reached her, I could see that she was mixing eggs and flour together. Her face was strawberry red as she adeptly cooked.

"Hi Ino!" I said cheerfully, leaning beside her on the wooden worktop as I watched for a few minutes longer, admiring how fast she was able to make something.

She gave a distracted sound as she continued to concentrate on the task ahead of her.

I moved out of her way, sitting myself down on a large oak table that sat in the centre of the kitchen, where other people were already eating lunch, after finishing their various chores. The timbered stools were very uncomfortable to sit on. But in my position, I had to learn fast that life for the poor wasn't a luxury.

"Ino." I began, loudly so she could hear me over the commotion. "Give me some food. I'm wasting away."

"Get it your self you lazy ass. You have hands, use them." She said, not turning around. "You had breakfast two hours ago, are you sure you're a female?"

"Oh Ino. You always have something nice to say." I said, rolling my eyes. I decided to take a new approach to getting food. "Did I mention how beautiful you look under the afternoon sun which is streaming through the dusty windows, on your smooth golden hair?"

To my joy, it worked as she huffed stopping what she was doing, disappearing for a moment, before coming back with a plate of dumplings which she placed in front of me. "There you are your royal highness." She said sarcastically as I grinned up at her before digging in.

"Love you Ino." She hmphed and went to work again. Of course I felt bad for asking her to do something for me when she herself was working hard, but I mentally promised myself to do something for her as a thank you.

Not before had I taken a big bite out of my dumpling, did the head maid come in sniffing.

I tried to duck down behind another maid but alas she soon spotted me, coming marching towards me. "What are you doing, slacking?" She said, hands on hips as she stood before me. I gulped down the food and opened my mouth to tell her, I was on my break and I was clearly eating but she started to speak before I had the chance to say anything. "No matter. You are assigned to clean Prince Sasuke's chambers today."

"Huh? But that's not what I normally do." I said, finally able to speak.

"Well Ayame who usually does it, has broken her ankle so it goes to you. Now stop questioning my authority and go do what you're told you insolent girl." She then turned and walked away, without sparing another glance at me.

I looked longingly at the dumplings I had yet to eat, as I got up from my seat. "I'll be back for you." I promised silently. Saying a quick goodbye to Ino, I exited the kitchen, thankful for the cool air that met me.

Now to find the chambers of Prince Sasuke, the grumpy.

Although I had worked at the palace for quite some time, I had a really lousy sense of direction. I had found myself lost as soon as I walked up the grand staircase and took some random turns. Not a good idea on my part. I should have asked for directions from the head maid, but knowing her she'd probably give me a stern look before leaving. And the rest of the nobles that I met along the way, looked down at me and my unusual hair.

What was my mother thinking, making me get a job at the largest building in Konoha when she knew full well I had my father's sense of direction. It wasn't any easier when my arms were full of cleaning equipment, I had taken from the cleaning cupboard before walking up the stairs.

Currently, I was walking along a quiet hallway, my footsteps muffled by the lush crimson carpet, as I let my eyes wander across the grand paintings of previous Uchiha's that decorated the mahogany walls. All of them had a serious look on their sharp facial features. Not one was smiling. Gloomy bunch of people they were, all wrapped up in their expensive silks and furs. It wasn't a surprise where the Uchiha Prince's got their attitude from.

I turned a corner and found myself falling as my foot met something solid. The things in my hands, that I had been holding a moment ago had fallen to the ground with soft thumps as they met the floor, like me.

"Oww." My hands and knees stung from the impact of falling. The carpet did little to soften the blow as I slowly sat up, staring at the red that slowly started to bloom on the palms of my hand. Carpet burn hurt. I then turned to look at the thing that tripped me over, only to find a motionless body, slouched against the wall, legs outstretched.

From what I could tell the person was male. Forgetting about everything I quickly moved over to him and shook his shoulders.

"Hey. Are you okay? Hello?" Not a movement. I began to panic. What if he was dead. Did I kill him? I mean I never heard about someone dying because a person tripped over them. But like my mother said, there was a first time for everything. "Oh my muffins. I killed someone. My parents are going to disown me and then I have to live in the streets and beg and I'l-"

"I'm not dead." Said a smooth low voice. Startled I looked back at the person, only to see narrowed brown eyes staring back at me.

Sighing in relief I ran a pale hand through my pink locks. "Oh. Good." Pause."You know you do have hair shaped like a pineapple." Okay not the first thing to say to a person you thought you killed.

He gave me a small shrug and yawned while stretching. "Erm. What were you doing sleeping in the middle of the corridors, waiting for some poor maid to come and trip over, then have her think she killed you?" I asked him.

He sighed and stood up. "How troublesome. I was catching up on sleep." He held out his hand towards me, which I grasped as he helped me up.

I gave him a once over and noticed he was wearing the uniform of the Kings guard. "Hey aren't you slacking your duties, by sleeping? Anyone could sneak past you easily."

"It was quiet nor is there anything here really to guard at this hour."

"But aren't the chambers of the royal family here?"

He quirked an eyebrow at me. "No, this is were the guests of the King and Queen would retire for the night."

"Oh great. Mind helping me find Prince Sasuke's quarters?" I asked him, giving him my puppy eyed look. No one could resist, except my mother but she was a demon in disguise.

He rubbed the back of his neck before nodding his head. "Come on then."

"I'm Sakura, by the way." I said as I leaned down and collected the things that were strewn across the floor.

"Nara Shikamaru."

We walked with Shikamaru leading the way, and I following. We went up another staircase into a much wider hallway with grand decorations webbing the walls. At my left were large windows which looked outwards, towards the forest of Konoha. It was a truly beautiful sight. The different hue's of green clashing with the crystal blue river that shimmered in the afternoon sun. Like someone had grabbed a handful of diamonds and threw them on the surface of the river.

I turned my face forward as we finally stopped in front of a double doorway, which too had elegant decorations in gold imprinted on it. I bet these doors alone cost more than my whole house.

"Thanks." I said as I balanced the cleaning equipment in one hand, reaching out and placing my other hand on the metal handle, pushing it open only to find it wouldn't budge. "Eh?"

"Don't you have the keys?" He asked as I looked at him, eyebrows furrowed.

"What keys?" Sighing he put his hand into his breast pocket which had the emblem of the Uchiha family crest on and took out a whole bunch of keys. He selected one from the pile and placed it inside the door, unlocking it.

I was still staring at the keys with the corners of my mouth pulled down. "Well aren't you going in?" He asked looking at me.

"How do you remember which key is which? There are no labels on them or anything."

"I have a good memory." The keys disappeared into his pocket again. "Well, I'll need to go. Will you manage to find your way back?"

"You must have ate a lot of vegetables when you were younger." I said as I pushed the door open. "Yep. Thanks."

Nodding his head, Shikamaru turned his back and walked down the hall. I bet the head maid purposely didn't give me the keys.

That evil witch.

Now when I first laid my eyes on Sasuke's chambers, to it was big,would be an underestimation. It was huge, with loads of expensive looking objects placed around the room. Not to say at least the bed looked big enough to fit five people in.

It also looked really bouncy.

Really really bouncy.

Must.

Resist.

Temptation.

I bit my lip and looked sadly at the bed. Maybe another day. I had already wasted enough time finding my way here no thanks to the head maid. I began dusting first, although the room looked like it had a visit from the cleaning fairies already.

It wasn't long before I had finished when my eyes caught sight of something pink that contrasted greatly with the rest of the blue theme Sasuke room seemed to have and I wasn't talking about my hair. It was partly hidden by the long navy curtains, draped either side of the long window that overlooked the large courtyard.

I walked towards it, drawing the curtains back. I don't know what I was hoping to find but that wasn't it.

A lone pink rose, lay on the sill. Sasuke didn't seem to be the type to love flowers but I didn't know him enough to make that conclusion. If he was a flower lover, he was a lousy one at that. The pink flower seemed to be withering away, the brown crawling up the fragile looking petals, draining all the coral colour from it.

I leaned forward and pulled open the window, the Summer breeze lightly ruffled strands of my face, as I threw the near dead rose out.

"Oh my! That rose has just fallen from the sky." I heard someone say from down below. I quickly shut the window and was going to turn back when I heard footsteps.

I turned around and realized I left the door partly open. Not wanting to seem to suspicious, I sat on the sill, tucking my legs into my body and sitting still behind the curtains. Well If anyone was to discover me in a place like this, it would be really seem suspicious.

The coldness of the sill seeped through my dark uniform, as I tried to breathe as quietly as possible.

Just as I thought the footsteps would be passing by the chambers, I heard the door open further as two people entered the room. I could see, partly through the curtains that they were tall and broad shouldered and when they spoke, I was correct in thinking, they were both males.

"Why is the door to your chamber open?"

Oh my cupcakes. I recognized that voice. It was the one and only Uchiha Itachi. Crown Prince to the throne. Listed number one for the most handsome (hottest) men In Konoha.

I was just less than five meters away from him. If he was here then that would mean the person he was talking to was his younger brother Sasuke. Joint first place in the top hundred.

"Hn, probably one of the maids. Blind one at that."

How dare he! That stupid Uchiha. Thinks he's bloody royalty. Oh wait he is.

"No matter. Like I was saying before, Karin want's to come visit you. You must be gracious." Said the sexy, voice of Itachi that could easily melt chocolate.

"Again? She visited just two days ago. What does she want now?"

Ah yes. Karin. The daughter of a wealthy Baron who the Uchiha's had not a war long ago with. She was one annoying female who I had the displeasure of meeting.

"You know, mother and father wish to maintain a good relationship with the Baron as he does supply us with medical equipment." A pause. "His daughter is like many say, the apple of his eye. She has taken a liking you, even if you cannot return the feeling, you must make her feel welcome."

"Hn. Whatever,"

A sigh. I held my breath as Sasuke turned towards the direction of the window. For a split second I thought he may have heard my rabid heart beat, but to my immense relief he turned back to his brother.

"I expect mother and father asked you talk to me about this?"

"Yes. As royalty, you must act accordingly to what people expect one with blue blood to behave."

"Itachi, enough with the lecture." Sasuke said coldly "I know."

Another sigh before I heard the door open and close. I closed my eyes in relief only to have them flown open a moment later.

"What are you doing?" The curtains had been drawn back, before I had time to register. I found myself staring at the cold but very handsome face of Sasuke. So he must have known I was there all along.

I just stared at the dark pools of his eyes, captivated. His onyx eyes smouldered and burned into my own. I could feel a blush making it's way up my cheeks.

"It seems you can't understand a simple order. Very well, you can explain to my parents as to why you were eavesdropping on my conversation."

I snapped out of my daze as Sasuke grabbed my arm and pulled me off the window sill. His touch was cold as his cocky attitude.

"Wait!" He stopped dragging me towards the doorway and glanced back at me. "The other maid who usually cleans your room had broken her ankle and the head witch I mean maid had asked me to do it. I got lost because I have my fathers sense of direction, then Shikamaru helped me find your chambers. So I started cleaning until I heard footsteps and I guess I panicked and hid behind the curtains. That was until you and your brother came in s-"

"You do realize you're babbling." He said smoothly, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, sorry, I do that when I'm nervous." I said. "Um is it possible you could let go of my arm now. I think you stopped the circulation of my blood."

To my relief he let go of my arm, but stood in my way, arms crossed. "Hn."

"Um can I go now?" I asked.

A smirk graced his lips. "No."

"Why not?"

"You haven't apologized for eavesdropping."

"I didn't do it on purpose."

A shrug.

I sighed. "I'm sorry."

"For?"

"For what?"

"Eavesdropping."

"It wasn't intentional!" I raised my voice without meaning to which caused him to raise his eyebrows in response.

"And shouting at a member of the royal family."

"You're abusing your power." I stated, glaring at him.

"I don't care. Now do it before I have you thrown in prison for defying my orders."

What a jerk. He may be good looking but inside he was just a stupid pervert, who loved harassing maids. Like the saying goes, the most beautiful things had in them hidden the most deadliest of poisons. Or something along those lines.

"I'm sorry, Prince Sasuke for eavesdropping on your conversation about your future wife, Karin. I think you would suit each other perfectly. A match made in hell." The look on his face was hilarious.

Heh, take that, devil Prince. I didn't stay long to hear what he would say next as I quickly moved past him and out of his chambers. Yeah I'd probably lose my job for saying that.

But someone had to deflate his massive ego.

I suddenly stopped realizing something.

Mother was going to kill me when she found out I lost my job.