"I can't handle this. Seriously. He's too perfect."

"I hate to say it," Sakura replied her friend, "but I have to agree with you on this one, Ino."

"I don't understand. Even his voice is perfect," Ino continued gushing, as the pair left the movie theatre. They had just gone to see the latest action flick starring Sasuke Uchiha, who was currently the subject of Ino's admiration. "His damn frown is perfect."

"We work in media," Ino continued, almost to herself. "When do you think we'll get to meet him?"

"Umm... never?" Sakura laughed. "Not to burst your bubble or anything, but I'm a journalist who hates her job and you did a soap commercial. Once. I don't think we're meeting any famous people anytime soon. Besides, I don't know – "

"Oh. My. God." Ino interrupted. "This guys is a saint. Not only is he gorgeous and a great actor, he promotes charities and loves kids too. Look!" She waved her phone with a photo of Sasuke Uchiha reading to a group of schoolchildren in Sakura's face.

"Did you just look him up on your phone?" Sakura cried incredulously. "We just saw the man on screen."

"I will never get enough of him," Ino laughed. "Come on, let's grab a drink and we can discuss this godlike man some more. You're paying. Don't think I didn't notice that soap-commercial dig at my career, Sakura."

Sakura was woken up early the next morning by her phone ringing. It was Ino. More importantly, it was 6am on a Sunday.

"This better be good," she mumbled as she picked up the phone.

She was met instantly by Ino's excited chatter. "You will not believe what I just found out. Go on, have a guess. Actually, don't. You're depressing and you'd never get it right. Anyway, Sasuke Uchiha is coming to town! He's got an interview on Late Night with Jiraiya tonight."

Sakura rolled over in bed and groaned. "Are you serious? That's why you called me at this ungodly hour? I'm hanging up."

"You'll thank me later, Sakura. Get up, get dressed, we're going to be outside the airport when he arrives."

"Ino, do you even know what flight he's on?"

"Well, no. But – "

"It doesn't matter. That's crazy fangirl shit. We are NOT crazy fangirls."

"Sakura, this man is beautiful, he's tall, smart, talented, beautiful, and did I mention beautiful?" Ino said. "Alright, we can stand outside the studio tonight, then, and maybe get an autograph as he walks in."

"Ino, I take back what I said about crazy fangirls earlier. YOU are a crazy fangirl, and – hold on, I'm getting another call. Why isn't anybody asleep?" Sakura muttered the last bit to herself, as she switched to the new call.

"Hello, Sakura speaking," she answered.

"Sakura, it's me. I need you to haul your ass out of bed and get down to MBS Studios right now."

Sakura realised her hopes of having any more sleep that morning were gone the moment she heard Naruto's voice. Naruto was the editor of the magazine she worked for. He was a great boss, but he was also slightly crazy. Unhinged may have been a better word. The man constantly wore ski goggles on his head.

"What's the story?" she asked as she rolled out of bed and stumbled over to the kitchen of her studio apartment.

"Sasuke Uchiha is going to be walking into that studio sometime today and I need you to be there to grab a comment on the rumours about his relationship with his co-star, that chick who's like, fifty years older than him or something."

"Not you too, boss," Sakura cried. "Firstly, she's not that much older, and secondly, his interview is at nine. That's 15 hours away."

"What's a 15 hour wait outside the studio for a good story, aye?" Naruto chirped happily. "Try to score a full interview if you can. Wear something sexy. Stand out. Thanks Sakura. Peace." He hung up.

Sakura switched back to her conversation with Ino on the other line.

"Do you have a secret boyfriend halfway across the world or something?" Ino asked. "Who calls you at 6am on a Sunday?"

"You do," Sakura chided. "That was my boss. Great guy. I'm clearly his favourite employee." She sighed. "Meet you outside MBS Studios in an hour."

"I KNEW YOU LOVED SASUKE," Ino yelled excitedly over the phone as Sakura hung up.

Author's Note: I have no idea where this came from.