Authoress' Note: The summary leaves a lot to the imagination, hm? Well anyways, this is a new story again. Whatever. Onto relevant information: this story is in first person point of view. Why? Because I've always wanted to write a chapter story like this. -sighs- If you don't like it, then don't read, cause that's how it's gonna be. So there.

P.S. Sakura's point of view.

Disclaimer: No, I don't own Naruto. If I did, Karin would be like so non-existent. Did I mention that there's bashing on her part? Yeah, total. Oh, and she might be OOC. But who cares? She's a shallow nobody that can't brush both sides of her hair.

Attaining The Impossible

Chapter 01: Greetings

As I stood there, squinting my eyes at the sun and marveling the mansion before me, I could only wonder how I made it there.

Oh, right, my evil mother and my conniving professor were plotting against me. You see, at the age of twenty-one, I am—or was, ugh—endeavoring to get through college. I've only made it like one-fourth of a ways through. (Three years left, genius.)

Anyways, with exams and course work, I've been especially busy. Studying always comes first. But, apparently, my mother seems to believe I'm overworking myself. How is that? Doesn't everyone sleep a maximum of four hours?

I guess not.

She consulted my professor and she agreed. (Thanks for having my back, Tsunade-sama!) So she said I could take like three moths off. Which, might I add, is totally not air to the rest of my peers! They work just as hard, and they're not getting any breaks! Alas, my objections fell on deaf ears. What a drag.

So, I was at home, bored and alone. I didn't expect to have company anyways. Girls who studied all day didn't get guys… cool ones, I mean.

But the point is, I was at home. And I was broke. At home, and broke. I couldn't have went out even if I had wanted to. Because, again I was broke. I asked someone I knew about jobs—someone's whose names is none of you business!—and I was directed here, as a maid.

At first, the whole thing seemed too convenient, but I needed the money!

I ended up answering the ad.

And now I'm here.

In front of a huge mansion.

No time like the present, I thought, heading up the steps. Which was difficult, especially when there were like a jillion and I had to lug my heavy suitcase around. Next time, I would make sure to buy an expensive one. One that didn't have faulty straps that didn't break.

Finally, I had made it to the top. Before I was able to plant my finger on the doorbell, the door opened. And the man who stood there was… a god. Like, the present Adonis. He had cold black eyes, and perfect hair and…

I cleared my throat.

Fawning over my boss would be terribly unprofessional.

Holding my head high, I offered him my hand. "Konnichiwa, Uchiha-san," I greeted, my voice stern. "My name is—"

"I know who you are, Haruno," He interrupted. Quite rudely in fact. He spared a glance at my hand, and I put it down immediately. Just rude… "You are Haruno Sakura, and, apparently, my new maid."

Wow…

…cold.

"Tch, come in. Don't just stand there, you have work to do."

"Well, then, how immediate," I hissed, narrowing my eyes at him. He moved aside, and I stepped into the glorious house. It was wonderful! The roof was feet above my head, and the chandeliers looked like they were made of actual glass!

Wait…

I heard howling.

Bawling.

I turned to him and smiled. "I had no idea you had a child!" I honestly had to suppress a squeal. I loved babies. Even more so than myself. They were so soft and cuddly and affectionate…

I sighed. "Where is he?! She?!"

He didn't seem as enthusiastic as me, though. He was frowning, and rubbing his ears as if the noise was irritating. It was wonderful! "Nice to know you enjoy them," He said sarcastically.

"Yes, in fact, I do," Yes, I had just back sassed the boss in which I had known for a total of twenty seven seconds. I chose to ignore him, and rather follow the noise. I know, I know, I was completely out of my place, but he was just gonna let it cry!

"Girl, where do you think you're going?" He asked, following close behind.

"To find your adorable bundle of joy," I answered, slipping into a reverie. Finally, the mellifluous crying reached it's highest, and it led me to two wood bordered glass doors. I opened them, and it was no surprise that I was in a nursery.

It was bigger than my room, for pete's sake.

The walls were lined with white clouds and doves. The ceiling was a clear blue. And all the furniture—which looked as though it had never been used—appeared so expensive that it looked too nice to even be used.

I walked up to the crib and… there it was. The baby. It was chubby and small and… adorable! Reaching down, and all the while shushing the small thing, I picked it up and held it against my chest.

"Excuse you," I glanced up at him, "What gives you the right to… How'd you do that?"

"What?" I asked, smiling at it. It giggled, and it seemed as though his little green eyes were filled with joy. Ah… "It's so cute, Uchiha-san…"

He neared me bit, but stopped as if I were contaminated. "You have a baby?"

"No, why?"

"It stopped crying…"

"Yeah, it sure did… gross…" I sniffed once. Twice. "I have no idea why it stopped crying. It needs to be changed!" I held it away from my chest, lying it on a table nearby. "How did you not know that your own child needed to be changed?! Shame on you!"

"I thought that that was your natural smell."

I turned, and the stupid bastard smirked at me. What an insult! "At the risk of losing a job I have yet to start, I'll say nothing to that. But can you please just tell me where the wipes are?"

"Under the table she's lying on."

She, eh?

I always wanted a girl…

"So, what's her name?" I asked, whilst extracting baby wipes and such.

"Mikazuki," he replied, and leaned against a faraway wall. He was trying to avoid the scent… coward.

"What's it mean?"

"Something about a moon, or night." He shrugged. "At the time, I didn't really care about the meaning of the name."

"I can see why," I replied, smiling. I removed the diaper—nasty—and quickly tied it, before tossing it in the hamper. Then, I began the task of wiping… "I mean, when you're in the moment, I don't think that type of thing matters." After a few hits of baby powder and a new diaper, she was all ready to go. "Good as new."

I smiled again—and dammit my cheeks hurt—before lifting the baby and handing it over to him. "You're a lucky man, Uchiha-san. Now that I'm here, that is."

It was odd-looking… that baby in his arms. It was so small and fragile, while he was the epitome of masculinity in his white dress shirt. It was a bit difficult to believe that he was actually the father.

"Oh, and no extra cost to you. I changed her because I wanted to." I began to place the products where they belonged.

"Hn, I have to go." He gave me the baby once more. "I have a meeting tonight, and I need someone to watch the house." He walked out of the nursery. I followed him. "Satsuki's upstairs. She's six. Right now, she's sleeping. Don't feed her anything else sweet, she's had enough of that." He paused, turning toward me. "Her food," he pointed at the infant. "Is in the fridge. Be smart and figure out what it is."

As the child babbled against my shoulder, I knitted my eyebrows. "W-wait! I just got here! I don't know how anything works! A-and who's Satsuki?! You can't leave me all alone on my first day!"

He eyed me coldly. "You won't be alone; Karin'll be back." He turned his back on me again, and walked swiftly toward the door. "Just try not to destroy my house."

"Wait!" Before I could protest further, he stepped out of the house and slammed the door in my face.

Oh god, just what have I gotten myself in to?

To Be Continued

Authoress' Note: Yeah, I know, a bit weird. But, it was sorta, kinda a prologue. Chapter two will be longer and better!

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