This is my first time writing a ItaSaku cause well, it's hard to be as smart as he is without being OOC or a nerd. I hope this is well, not OOC and you ppl like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, so SCREW YOU T-T
The streets weren't muchly crowded at this time of night. Just a car or two on one street and tumble of garbage on the other. It was late as to why it was so empty, 2:14 am to be exact that he met her. The one who started the game. Or, the hunt as he would call it.
He was driving home from work, the light was red but it was late. All he wanted to do was go home and take a long nap. His brain warned him of the consequences of breaking the law, but he smirked knowing the largerest possible punishment he'd have to witstand was being fined. Money wasn't an issue either. He pushed on the pedal and then crashed into a small black Honda.
Shit.
He goaned, opening his door and practically stomping out. He saw through the blur of the smoke, a woman was coughing and walking out to the nearby sidewalk. He figured she'd be one of those who would claim that he had to pay her all sorts of money and go through all these financial issues with her lawyers. Just great. He didn't want to deal with such wasteful matters that meant so little to him.
He walked up to her slowly, his eyes bored as he grabbed his cheque book. He began to scribble out 10,000 and ask her for her name when he saw it.
He saw her.
She was leaning against a pole, brushing her clothes off and waving smoke away from her eyes. She had these beautiful green eyes that went perfectly with her curly, long hair. Her curly long pink hair. He thought amused. It wouldn't be too hard for him to find her in a crowd, in any crowd really. She was donning a light green tank top and blue jeans. It looked so casual on her and he realized she was wearing stilletos. He'd seen so many of them before but most were worn for business or partying out. He supposed she was partying it out. She sighed then, closing her eyes and slumping down, forgetting all about the situation it seemed.
She was tired.
He would've felt guilty then, seeing as he should've just obeyed the laws and never have delayed her from a good nights sleep. However, this event did allow him to meet her. Or see her and it was nice to see someone as beautiful as her wearing outfits she intended not to woe men with.
His steps were slow and he walked up to her, watching her, he'd surprisingly admit, large chest move up and down as she breathed. She cranked one eye open, looking at him before she said rather tiredly, " I'm tired, I dont care what you have to say. Apologies are accepted so just leave me alone. I have remembered your liscense plate so I can contact you easily."
She was being so straightforward to him. Getting right to the point which he, thought was caused by her lack of sleep and motivation to make him apologize.
Then again, he didn't know much about her besides the fact that she was extremely beautiful.
And that was enough to catch any males attention, but her intensity was something that drew him in more.
"What is your name?" he tried to make his voice curt but it sounded hollow and cold.
Not a very good impression on his part. Besides the fact that he had just demonstrated how skilled he was at driving, he wanted to show he wasn't incapable of being polite.
She rubbed her forehead and murmurred, "Sakura Haruno."
The name was familiar to him, strange considering he never had to be in a bar for more than 2 minutes before he was dragged to a hotel. She was definitely not one of them, much to dependent looking to ever try that. Then why did he feel like he had seen her before...?
" If you are stuck helpless by me, I won't ask for your name." she finished dully.
His eyes narrowed as he was brought to reality and he repriminded himself for allowing her to see him space out.
"Itachi." he answered
" No last name Itachi-san?" she asked as she rubbed her eyes.
As if in instinct, he was at her side gently removing her arm away from her eyes. Her back was tight against the pole, his body was close enough for her to embrace. His hand held hers and he slid them into her fingers, knotting them and closing his palm. He brushed away some loose strands of hair, stroking her cheeks in the proccess and he knew she was about to blush. She didn't though, which surprised him but never the less, he wanted to look at her eyes.
"Don't rub your eyes, you may damage them." his voice was velvety and smooth as he moved his face closer to hers. His nose touched hers and she stared at him questionally. Sliding across her skin, he went to her ear,
" Remember, Mr. Uchiha would hate it if those beautiful eyes of yours were damaged. I look forward to seeing them in the near future."
Her breath caught and he smirked in amusement. Too easy.
" I do not know who you take me for Uchiha-san but I can assure you," she moved away
" I am no prostitute nor am I sleeping with you."
She walked to her car, seeing how the smoke had cleared and gently backed away from the scene. The window rolled down and she yelled from the other side, " Get some sleep Uchiha-san. Seems your not concious enough to tell a woman from a whore." her voice angry.
He chuckled.
"Then why did you take the money?"
She gripped the cash he had delievered into her palm earlier and plastered on a hard smile.
" The money is more than enough for fixing the car and the rest, well," she gave him a triumphment smile.
" I am not stupid Uchiha-san. It's still money."
She drove off then, her car making sounds as she manervered her way onto the non-crowded streets and leaving in the midst, a very
Entertained Uchiha.
Perhaps he had just found something a little more challenging, in his very boring life.
She sighed tiredly as she made her way home, mentally she made note to look up Uchiha Itachi for any felonies or sexual harassment charges. He seemed like he'd done that alot. Unfortunatelty, she had to admit he was quite attractive. His hair was long and straight, tied into a neat ponytail at the back of his neck. It suited him along with his beautiful face and strange red eyes...she shivered. Were perfect for captivating his prey.
She did admit she enjoyed their short banter and pleased she had won.
But there was a sinking suspicion, that she would be meeting up with him,
very soon.
She needed a new job too...
As soon as Itachi had made it home, he ordered one of his people to find information about a certain female.
Haruno Sakura that was.
He had taken a shower, hoping to calm down his nerves and also,
his slow growing erection.
He didn't know how, but she had literally turned him on without wearing revealing clothing or using dirty words.
She was simply herself and he was slightly flustered as to why she was so unique. So different. Perhaps she was a whole new mind, a different woman. Afterall, his skills on women had barely any affect on her besides aggitating her. He smirked at the memory, she was clearly challenging him.
And she appeared to like challenges.
As did he.
The cold water hit him in large spirts and he placed his palm on the tiled wall.
He wanted her.
He wanted her in his bed and crying his name.
And perhaps that was the challenge. Getting her willingly into it.
He turned off the water, wrapping a towel around his waist he shook his head of any water. The door slid open and a man came to him holding a folder on a silver platter. He took the folder telling the man he was free to leave. Grabbing a glass of water he drank and sat down on his office chair. He opened the folder scanning the papers quickly, never diverting his attention from it.
She was 23, had no animals throughout her life, no living relatives after the death of them in- blah blah blah, he skipped the parts he had no interest in for later. She went to Kanoha Elementry followed by Suna High which then led her to SunaHarvard where she trained to become a doctor. Her IQ is 144 but due to lack of funds, she had to leave and is currently saving as much money as possible to attain her desired career.
There was something to use to his advantage.
She needed a high paid job and he knew immidiately where she could get one.
He checked for her current job which was, working part-time as a nurse in a nearby hospital and at night...
" She's a singer?" he was baffled. It did speak earlier of her talents but he hadn't bothered to read it, only skipping to parts he could use.
He spent the rest of the day, reading over her descriptions and summaries and calculating his brilliant plan. She needed a job with a high pay. He could do that easily. She needed a job close to her home. No problem at all. Her jobs were not a hurdle at all, afterall, the price of this job was so much higher, she couldn't refuse unless she was mentally retarded. But he did have a trick up his sleeve if she did refuse.
Something that only came with personality.
Sakura was as nervous as hell. She had been told to come to The Akatsuki Enterprises and be selected to be the very bosses secretary.
Nervously she checked herself in the mirror, pursing her lips at her outfit.
A simple Chanel dress, that had lying around in her closet. It was a brilliant shade of emerald and hung down in soft looking waves and swished as she walked. It had a large gold ornament in the middle, right under her breasts that accented her curves and unfortunatley, may have heightened her chest. For her legs, she chose a pair of stilletos, 3-inch just to add more height to her. She cursed herself for her small stature.
She was driven all the way there by limo, thanks to the gracious hands of The Akatsuki Corporation.
Taking deep breaths as she entered the enormous building, she went over in her head exactly what she knew was on her resume. Just tell the truth, show how promising you are and then take it all out of there with charm.
The door she entered was larger than the other, on the very top floor and made of oak. She closed it behind her, she stepped closer as her heels clicked across the floor. She stopped near one of the chairs.
He then turned from his seat, a rather stoic face,
His long, black hair,
His hard, striking eyes,
" Glad to see me, Sakura-san?"
Uchiha Itachi...
Was the mysterious boss?
Bastard.
She sat down, crossing her legs and trying as hard as she could to smile at him.
She was pretty sure she ended up glareing at him though.
And she was sure he was highly amused by it.
Ugh.
May the games begin.
YAY, chappie 1 is out and I'm still concious! I always write my stories late at night because my inspiration is so random.=.= Hope you guys liked it. I will update when I get 5 reviews.^^