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Chapter 1 | Lights! Camera! Attack?

"If you're the one auditioning, why do I have to go?" An exhausted medic asked as her platinum blonde friend led her down a busy street.

"For the moral support of course," The friend keenly replied.

"Ino-chan please let me go, I just got off a ten hour shift that was supposed to last all night. I'm exhausted," The medic groaned as her feet practically dragged against the dirt pavement.

"You promised me Sakura-chan," The other girl reminded, "Besides this audition is top secret- only the elite PR agents such as yours truly know about it so there shouldn't be too many girls applying."

After hastily turning the last corner it became very clear that Ino was wrong. Before the two girls stood what seemed like an ocean of young aspiring actresses in a single file line. Each girl was adorned in a luxurious outfit ranging all the way from satin gowns to stylish suits. Even Ino herself had arrived in a lavish purple top and skirt. Sakura on the other hand, who was dressed in her hospital scrubs, took one long look at the crowd and immediately decided Nope, not today Satan.

"I am going home," Sakura adjudicated as she swung her body around.

"No you aren't," Ino seethed as she grabbed hold of her pink haired friend's arm, "Sakura-chan you said you would yesterday! A promise is a promise and we're not best friends if we break each other's promises."

Sakura sighed and stared annoyingly at her abductor. Knowing she needed further convincing, Ino smiled slyly before asking: "Remember that photo of you from the Christmas party last year?" Sakura scoffed.

"Oh that is cruel Yamanaka!" She retorted, "You promised you'd never show that to anybody!"

Ino's grin widened. "I won't," She defended, "As long as you go to this audition with me."

"Fine," Sakura grumbled, "But blackmailing me with that stupid picture is messed up."

"Would we be best friends if I didn't blackmail you with embarrassing photos?" Ino joked, "Besides it's only a selfie with an ugly filter! You're not naked or anything." She chuckled.

The two companions waited. And waited. And waited until finally they were only five girls away from being called inside the building. Once they stepped in they were disheartened to see that another line queued them from the actual audition room and again they waited.

"This better be worth it," Sakura sighed heavily as she sat herself on the ground, "You better get whatever role they're casting."

"Even if I don't get it I'll be happy," Ino admitted cheerfully. Sakura's head shot up in shock.

"Why would you say such a thing?" The practitioner demanded.

"Because this audition is prepared with the leading actor." Ino answered, her azure pupils forming into small hearts. Sakura's head lowered in her lap.

"Of course," The medic muttered, "Mr. Sasuke Uchiha. What's so great about him anywa-" Her words were quickly stifled by the Yamanaka's hand muzzling her mouth.

"Watch yourself forehead," Ino warned, "You're practically surrounded by the Uchiha fan base here." Sakura's eyes scanned the room and found that a few girls had heard her unfavorable remark and were already glaring at the two. She sighed and apologized.

The girls waited for another hour before they finally reached the entrance of the audition room. Any minute now the casting director would open the door and if they were lucky he would call Ino in as a sign that the previous girl failed to impress the judges. For the young hopeful actress this moment felt like an eternity as her nerves tensed. For her friend it was the only thing keeping her from her bed. Both were nearly drained of their energy.

Finally the door opened. A masked tall man with silver hair stepped partly out of the doorway.

"Attention ladies," The man loudly announced, "Auditions are now closed for today. Please come back again tomorrow." He promptly stepped back in and shut the door without further word.

Ino's face dropped in dismay as the trailing line of females loudly voiced their disappointment. A bustling exodus broke out within the hallway as hundreds of actresses loudly complained and whined. Ino's once heart shaped pupils now dimmed as she watched every girl before her turn in for the night. All but one.

The Yamanaka's head swiftly turned at the sound of the door opening behind her. To her surprise an infuriated Sakura had infiltrated the audition room with clenched fists. Frantically Ino followed her in trying to restrain her friend from performing the inevitable.

"I'm sorry but what the fuck?" Sakura fumed as she entered the space, "Aren't you going to distribute numbered passes or something to all the girls who just waited in line? My friend was next and she'd be damned if she had to wait another four hours just to enter this building."

The only people present in the room were the silver haired man from before, an older gentlemen with thorned white hair seated at the director's chair, an exasperated camera man, and none other than Sasuke Uchiha himself. The set was nothing more than the camera pointing at a white backdrop. For such a "top secret" audition it sure looked like low quality trash to Sakura which only angered her further. Even if Ino had been called inside, where was a couch or chair for Sakura to rest at? Where was food to fill her barren stomach? Why were they all staring at her with blank expressions like she hadn't just threatened them?!

"Very cute sweetheart but other girls tried this stunt already," The director dismissed as he turned away from the rose haired girl, "Now please leave this room before we call security."

"Stunt?!" Sakura boiled.

"Sakura-chan, please let's just leave," Ino begged quietly, once again pulling on her best friend's arm.

"You better listen to your pathetic friend pinky," Sasuke coldly stated, "You two are nothing special."

"Pathetic!?" Ino shouted in disbelief.

"Pinky?!" Sakura boomed. Escaping from her friend's loosened hold Sakura swiftly stepped towards the callous actor with her jade pupils engulfed in flames.

"I don't give two shits who you are bird hair," Sakura vexed as she stabbed his chest with her finger, "But nobody calls my best friend pathetic or me 'pinky'." She was immediately detained by standby security as her friend also became pulled towards the exit by a tight grip. Still the angered physician scowled at the Uchiha who glared at her with equally sharp charcoal pupils.

"To think Tsunade-sama let me off early for this." Sakura muttered under her breath.

Suddenly the casting director rose from his seat. "Did you say Tsunade-sama?" He asked, causing the guard to stop in his tracks.

"Yes," Sakura answered bitterly, "What, you got something against all hospital workers now too?"

"Answer me this girl," The director ordered, "How many fingers would it take Tsunade-sama to bring down a whole army?"

Although puzzled by the strange question, Sakura truthfully replied: "One."

The man's demeanor shifted within seconds from grave seriousness to beaming happiness. "Let them go officer," The director proclaimed, "Pinky here has earned her friend an immediate audition!"

Obeying instantly the two girls were released of the guard's hold. "Okay blondie, stand over there next to Sasuke. Kakashi will you please hand her a script?"

The tall silver haired man compiled as he provided the startled Yamanaka with a light text. The casting director reclaimed his seat without caring to explain to either one of them what had just happened. "Take a minute to read over the lines and start whenever you're ready." He prompted. The camera man began filming.

With her mind still warped in confusion Ino opened the text and read over the lines repeatedly in her head before clearing her throat.

"I… I didn't know you loved me," Ino recited with a shaking voice.

As typed in the text, Sasuke stepped closer to the actress and placed his hand on her cheek. Staring deep into her melting sapphire pools he quoted: "I started falling for you the first time we met." Ino collapsed.

"Crap not again," The director muttered as Sakura immediately rose to her feet to check on her friend's health, "That happened to every single girl today. As soon as Sasuke touches their cheek- bam- they're knocked out." His attention then turned to Sakura as she lifted Ino from the floor.

"Pinky," The white haired man directed, "Say what your friend just said."

"What?"

"You heard me, recite the lines again. Kakashi can you please take care of blondie for a bit?" He asked. The masked man proceeded to follow orders once again by taking hold of the unconscious actress. With the camera now focused on the medic and the lead actor the director announced for them to start.

"I didn't know you loved me?" Sakura repeated uncomfortably. Still Sasuke performed his lines perfectly and once more stepped forward and placed his porcelain hand onto the girl's cheek. He echoed the line from before and the room filled with silence. With the Uchiha's hand still on her face, Sakura turned to their spectators more confused as ever.

"Ta-da…?" She jokingly said with an unsure expression. A loud repetitive sound filled the air as the director began applauding.

"Ta-da indeed, pinky. You just got the part." He grinned.

Before Sakura could even voice her confusion the camera man stopped filming and began to put his equipment away. Sasuke removed his hand from her face and silently regrouped with Kakashi as the director rose from his seat. Kakashi placed Ino's still unconscious body into the security of her friend's arms and exited the room with the Uchiha. Collectively the men in the room's failure to explain what had just happened left Sakura's head spinning.

Handing her a business card the director told Sakura: "Meet us at this location tomorrow morning. What was your name again?"

"Sakura Haruno," The puzzled medical worked replied, examining the contents of the card.

"It's funny, Sakura," The director commented, "This industry is all about networking and you just happened to know the best of the best."

"You mean Tsunada-sama?" She asked, "How do you know her? No offense but you don't really seem like her type."

"I'm not," The man laughed, "But we've been friends for ages. Will you tell her I said hi?"

"Sure…" Sakura quickly read the business card once more, "...Jiraiya-san."

"Thank you sweetheart. And by the way," The odd director said before he left the room, "I wouldn't worry too much about Sasuke's attitude..." He paused in silence before finishing, "...Well I guess you already don't. After all, your lack of reaction to his touch is what got you this role in the first place! Congratulations."

"Thank… you…?" Sakura said as she watched everybody fade from view.

What did I just get myself into?! She thought in agony as she carried Ino back home.