A/N
Hey guys!
So, I haven't v been around for a really long while and haven't updated any of my stories forever and probably won't for another decade because I don't really feel like it :)) so yeah I'm just starting another one ^^ hope you enjoy this fanfic, love y'all 3
'Dammit'Sasuke thought as he pulled the gear and pushed the accelerator. His Bugatti Veyron raced through New York City. Speed limit: 50 km/h. He glances at his speedometer: 155 km/h. 'This better be serious, Dobe' he muttered angrily as he ran through another red light. Time: 2.43 am. Sasuke shook his head and turned the wheel violently, making an epic turn t the corner just like in those Hollywood movies. So late, yet the streets were bright but emptier than during the day.
Empty Highway.
Sasuke looked around. Nobody.
Speed limit: 40 km/h
Bugatti Speed: 160 km/h
*Police Sirens*
'What the-' Sasuke looked into the mirror and saw a police car right behind him. 'It's 2 fudging a.m. What is wrong with these people?' He sighed 'I can get away.' He thought out loud as he pushed the accelerator harder and made a harsh turn at some allay. 'This was too fierce and fast for them to catch up with, eh?' he said as he didn't see the car behind him anymore. He smirked.
And suddenly.
'Jesus Christ' he whispered in amazement when he saw the police car block his way from the front and stop sideways right in front of him. Sasuke pushed the break. The car slipped and barely stopped without crashing into the police car. Sasuke let out a breath. 'That was close' he muttered. 'well I guess I can't get out of this' he thought as he got out of the car.
The door from the driver's side of the police car opened. And Sasuke was ready for another huge, muscled guy with dark glasses yelling at him. 'Ugh dobe's gonna kill me'
'Sir, your license please' Sasuke heard a soft female voice. He looked at the open door of the police car again. It was a girl. The driver who tricked and stopped THE Sasuke Uchiha is a girl. A short one. With short pink hair. Huge emerald eyes. Sasuke raised an eyebrow and looked at her closely. She seemed extremely attractive in the blue uniform. 'I don't think Dobe would mind if I were a little late' he thought as he smirked
'Sir' She repeated closely 'Your license. Please.' Her voice was cold as ice.
'Sure…' he said still smiling
He gave her his license and watched as she wrote him a fine.
'So…' he started 'What made such a beautiful young lady become a police officer and roam New York Streets at night?' He was already flirting. She looked up for a second and rolled her eyes.
'There you go. Good night, Sir' She said, giving him the paper and got into the police car. He watched her drive off, still smiling.
He got into his own car and drove safely now.
He glanced at the ticket just in case.
'WHAT?' He yelled
