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Tap. Tap. It was a dark, abandoned alley. The petite girl shivered from the cold night wind as she hugged her white jacket around her. She scrunched her nose in distaste from the stench of the filthy alley.
Crunch. She froze. Slowly and cautiously, she turned around. A relieved sigh escaped her lips upon seeing nothing.
She started walking again, the alleys' exit just a few more meters. Running slightly, her eyes flickered back and forth. Crunch. There it was again. Her heart froze. Without even turning around, she quickened her pace. She turned her head, just as an arm shot out to grab her wrist. She was roughly slammed, her body connecting with the hard asphalt.
"Kyaaaa!" A hand clamped her mouth. "Shut up before I break your pretty little neck!"
The girl trembled, nodding slowly, tears threatening to drop. Her hand attempted in vain to pry off the hand covering her mouth. Licking his chapped lips, the man's dark eyes travelled her body greedily.
"Mm..You're quite the eye candy." The tough brunette eyed her face, thumb holding her chin. Leaning down, his mouth brushed her ear as he whispered. "Let's have some fun, shall we?"
Unlike his expectations, no, she didn't scream or cry or struggle. Instead, she smirked smugly. "Sorry, I don't do ugly people.
"What the fuck! You bi-" With a firm grip on the guy's arm, she effortlessly slammed him to the ground.
"Argh!" He writhed in pain as the girl's black stilettos dug into his arm. "You little bitch! Boss will come after you!"
She stared down at him in a bored manner. "Uh-uh…I'm trembling from fear."
"Why you-Ow!" She kicked his shin, chuckling darkly. "You'll pay for thi-" He coughed out blood, receiving a hard punch to his gut. His head connected with the hard ground, rendering him unconscious.
She took out her cellphone from her pocket and searched through her contact list.
"Hey. Did you get him?"
"Yeah! He's easy, Tenten!"
"Great, I'll send a cop there."
"Okay. Bye!"
The girl shut her phone off and sighed contently. "Mission accomplished." She uncovered her blonde wig.
"Geh, this thing is killing me!" With the tip of her fingers, she threw the wig with obvious disgust. She ruffled her pink hair. The sirens of the police car made her smile. They're fast today.
Two policemen, both she knew very well, walked out of the car. The bowl haired police grinned. His teeth shiny white and he had a thumbs up for her. "Good job, Sakura-san! Oh, you are truly the beautiful cherry blossom of spring! You have the power of youth surging through your blood!"
"Thanks, Lee. You flatter me." The pinkette, Sakura smiled politely.
Lee winked. "Would you like to have a nice, youthful dinner with me tonight, oh, beautiful flower?"
"Sorry, I'll pass." Lee had a disappointed look on his face, causing Sakura to feel guilty. "Maybe next time?" She added.
Lee brightened again. "Okay, Sakura-san!"
The quiet police beside Rock Lee sighed. "Haruno-san, we thank you for your help in catching the criminal. Payment will be sent like usual." He put on handcuffs on the unconscious man and nodded respectfully. "We will be leaving now."
Shino, who always had black glasses on, dragged his companion to the car. "Sakura-saan! See you next time!" Lee waved frantically. She waved back and smiled. The police car left.
Sakura sighed. Pocketing her cold hands inside her warm jacket, she walked back home.
"Sakura, you're back!" A girl with brunette hair tied into two buns and warm chocolate brown eyes greeted her.
"Hey, Tenten!" Sakura removed her stilettos and put it aside on the front porch.
Tenten grinned. "Kakashi's waiting for you with a guest in the living room."
Sakura stepped in, raising a brow. "Guest?"
She shrugged. "I think it's that super rich company on TV." She tapped her chin in a thoughtful manner. "Uj-Uchi..something related to fans..U-"
"Uchiha?!" Sakura suggested, sea green eyes wide.
Tenten snapped her fingers and smiled brightly. "Yeah! That's it!"
"Uchiha Corps? That huge company, owning almost a third of Konoha?!"
Tenten stared, wide eyed. "What?!" Sakura nodded panicly. "Hurry up and go in there!" She dragged Sakura along the corridor to the living room.
Sakura stopped abruptly and tried running away, if it wasn't for Tenten's firm grip on her arm she would have succeeded. Damn. "No freaking way! I can't meet that rich guy!"
Tenten gritted her teeth and pulled her harder. "You can't make him wait, Sakura! Come on!" They could see the opened door to the living room, very close to them now.
"Nooooo!"
"Just. Go. In!" Tenten yelled through clenched teeth.
The brunette managed to reach the door, pushing Sakura. She held on to the border of the door as if life depends on it. With one final push Tenten put all her strength into, Sakura fell, tumbling to the living room.
She could feel three pair of eyes on her. She swore, Tenten would pay for this later. Sakura propped herself up with the help of her elbows. She grinned cheekily, scratching the back of her hair. "Sorry, Tenten kind of pushed me here!"
Her living room wasn't big, but it was adequate for them. There was some couches and a TV, a bookcase and a coffee table. She absolutely loved the elegant floral patterns on the wall.
A man, with silvery white hair sat on the white couch. Her 'father' was smiling, she could tell from the crinkle of his eye.
Across from him, on the longer white couch was a man, around her own age she assumed. He had a broad smile on his face, even on this awkward situation. He was pretty cute, with spiky blonde hair and bright, bright, bright blue pair of eyes. He wore messy white shirt with an orange tie dangling loosely and orange pants(What is with him and this orange?) Beside him was another man, very handsome might she add. His sleek black shirt and white tie just added to his charm. He had pale complexion, contrasting with his dark midnight eyes and raven hair, spiked at the back. It reminded her of a chicken butt…
A snort of a laugh escaped her lips as she saw the similarity of his hair with chicken ass. She bursted laughing. Clutching her stomach, she fell to the floor, still laughing. Her eyes started watering from the laugh she was having, she wiped it with her finger as her laughs died down. The men shot her confused looks.
"So-sorry, I was just thinking that your hair looks like chicken butt!" She said, huffing a little to cath her breath.
The cheerful blonde bursted laughing. "TEME! You have chicken ass hair!" A glare was sent to the laughing boy's direction.
The(super hot!)man bonked him on the head, effectively shutting him. "Shut up, dobe."
Pout. "You're a big meanie."
Sakura sat on the couch beside Kakashi. Kakashi cleared his throat. "This is my kindofnotreallysortofbutnot my daughter, Haruno Sakura. Sakura, meet Uchiha Sasuke." He gestured to Sasuke. "And his bodyguard, Uzumaki Naruto."
Naruto, the guy with clear blue eyes she envied, shook her hand wildly. "Hi! Nice to meet you, Sakura-chan! You're really pretty!"
Sakura smiled, immediately liking Naruto."Nice to meet you too, Naruto!"
With a small, polite nod, Sasuke greeted her. Kami, is he allowed to be that gorgeous? He looks better up close! Sakura blushed and smiled shyly.
Sasuke smirked, noticing her blush. Damn, he looks even hotter.
"We have something to discuss with you." Kakashi started.
Sakura nodded, urging him to continue.
"Naruto is going to stop being his bodyguard."
Sakura cocked her head to one side. "What's wrong, Naruto?"
Naruto grinned. "Sorry, Sakura-chan! I would tell you but they said I can't no matter what!"
"Anyway, Uchiha Corps is now searching for a new bodyguard."
She blinked dumbly. "Oh, okay. So what does this thing have to do with me?"
Kakashi chuckled, ruffling her pink tresses lovingly. "Forgive her denseness." Sakura pouted and fixed her messy hair with her fingers.
"Uchiha Fugaku saw your profile. You were the best graduate of Konoha Martial Arts school. He thinks you are suitable to be my bodyguard."
"Whoa, you want me to be your bodyguard?" She grinned. "That's awesome! ..I mean, that would be my pleasure.
Sasuke smirked. "Let's talk about payment." Sakura nodded eagerly.
"You will receive payment every month. I offer you a salary of 50.000 yen."
"What the hell? I only got half of that! You are so unfair!" Naruto pouted childishly.
"Shut up, dobe. You'll only waste it for ramen anyways."
Sakura gaped, dumbstruck. "W-What? 50.000 yen?"
"Yeah, why?" Sasuke raised an eyebrow. Oh Kami, I'm melting.. "Is it not enough for you? How about 60.000 yen?"
"No!" She gasped. "I mean, 50.000 is more than enough, I can accept-ouch!" Sakura glared at Kakashi. He had stepped on her foot. Their eyes met, Sakura understood immediately. "Oh yeah! Actually, 60.000 yen is perfect!"
An amused smirk. "Sign this contract." He put a thick bundle of paper, contracts she assumed, and a black pen on the coffee table.
Green eyes glanced Kakashi's dark one, the other covered by a black eyepatch. Kakashi nodded. Sakura eagerly signed, not bothering to read through it. She handed the paper and pen.
"I expect you to come to my office tomorrow at 11. I'll let them know you are coming."
Sakura smiled, nodding. "Yeah."
Sasuke and Naruto stood up. "It was nice doing business with you." Sasuke shook their hands.
Naruto waved a cheerful goodbye. "Bye, Kakashi! Bye, Sakura-chan!"
Just as they were about to leave, Sasuke turned his head. "Oh, Haruno-san." He smiled faintly. "Welcome to Uchiha Corps."
What a warm welcome.
Sakura ran a hand through her pink hair, making sure it was neat for the third time. She straightened her black top and tugged on her skirt. Glancing at the silver clock hanging on the hallway, she made sure she wasn't late. 11:00. Perfect. She sighed nervously, she was just in front of his office.
The door stood proudly, made of mahogany. The gold plate placed on the door gleamed, reflecting the bold black writing engraved. Vice President Uchiha Sasuke.
Gathering her courage, she knocked on the door.
Upon entering, she stared. Coolest. Office. Ever. The room was large and spacious; one wall was constructed entirely of gleaming glass, granting access to the most incredible view of the city. His mahogany desk was big and modern and gorgeous. He sat behind it in one of those official leather chairs that informs you, without doubt that the person sitting in it is very important, indeed. A plain, less gorgeous chair was placed in front of the table. Without looking up from his black laptop, he motions her to sit. Sakura sat, fiddling nervously with the hem of her skirt.
Uchiha Sasuke was there, drinking coffee and continued typing on his laptop. His black glasses(Makes him look like a super hot intelligent guy!) fogged from the warm vapor.
She waited patiently, admiring the modern grey wallpaper adorning the room and the plush white carpet.
"You're a minute and 4 seconds late." His cold voice startled her.
"Uh, yeah, sorry!" She smiled nervously.
Sasuke stared, unimpressed. He took of his glasses and folded it. "Catch." He threw effortlessly with a flick of his wrist.
Sakura caugh it with ease, her reflexes working. She eyed it. "What's this?"
"Open page 3 paragraph6 line 9." He ordered, which she complied.
Her sea green eyes travelled the page, searching. "Shall the person sign this contract, he or she has to follow Uchiha Sasuke, Vice President and heir to Uchiha Corps, directions. Failure to do so, he or she will be punished accordingly." She recited.
Sasuke rested his hands on top of his head and leaned back. "I said come at 11, didn't I? You were late."
Sakura gaped. What happened to the polite, kind Sasuke from yesterday? "It was just for a minute!
With a bored look, Sasuke stared at her. "I'll have to punish you."
Anger rose inside her as she glared hatefully at her boss. "I did nothing wrong!"
"Are you disobeying me?" He quirked an eyebrow, hands now laced, resting on his lap.
She fumed, slamming her palms on the table. The table shook from her force, some papers falling from his desk. "What the hell?! You chicken ass! IF BEING LATE FOR A MINUTE WAS A CRIME, JAIL WILL BE FULL!"
"Uh-uh. Next time, read the contract before you sign. Now sort all of my papers." Sasuke smirked before adding. "I can sue you if you break the contract."
Sakura growled. "Fine! Where is it?"
She didn't like the amused twinkle in his dark eyes. He pointed his thumb to the left corner of his office. She trailed his direction slowly and…Oh God. There, on the corner of the room, were thousands and thousands of piles and stacks of papers, covering the barely seen paper locker.
Sakura stomped hotly.
"Oi."
"What?" She hissed, whipping her head around.
"Once again," A wicked little smirk grazed his face as he leaned smugly on his leather chair. "Welcome to Uchiha Corps." This time, it sounded more like a jail sentence.
Haruno Sakura, you are so screwed.
Angel: Oh god, glad that was over!
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