A/N: Hey guys! So, this is my first story. Please go easy on me ;) I got the idea of the fanfiction as I watched "The Proposal" with Sandra Bullock and Ryan Reynolds. I love this film, btw. I just wanted you to know that I won't write it like the film was. It's my own version :) Have fun reading it!

*edit: I've updated the first chapter. Hope you like it! The chapters 2-4 will also be updated soon :)

Chapter 1

She looked once more at the text message and then started to run all the way to her boss' office. It was a whole hallway down from where she was. She nearly bumped into a colleague who had coffee in his hands, but fortunately she could avoid him.

Then, when she was at her goal, she collided with a hard muscular chest which happened to belong to her boss. Fearing to get glared at she hastily bowed and apologized to him but didn't look into his eyes.

Everyone knew that his everyday-glare was as cold as ice. She knew it best because she was his secretary but she still wasn't used to the feeling of being hated by him. Of course, she didn't get special treatment. He glared at everyone but she was his secretary and she was the one who was at his side most of the time.

Sakura seemed to be the only one who had wanted the job because it didn't just include being a secretary but also more of a servant, actually. This was what the others called her, anyway. Either that or "slave". Not particularly nice but she could live with that because her salary was fine and she wanted to improve. She wanted to learn and where did she do so better than at the Uchiha's when her boss was the most difficult person she had ever met?

After apologizing hastily, she ran into her office which was opposite of his, but soon came out again. She'd totally forgotten why she came here. Apparently, it was his bureau she wanted to go in and not hers.

"You wanted to talk to me, Sir?" she questioned him softly, but with a hint of fear in her voice, which didn't go unnoticed by the man before her.

So, she hated his guts because he was really rude and he seemed to be annoyed by everything she did, although he was slightly amused by her clumsiness.

Only slightly.

Anyway, she often was angry at him but his looks were really amazing.

He looked like a god to her but she would never ever admit that out loud. With his raven hair and his pale, soft skin and his six packs - yeah she had seen him once but that was an accident - and his tall body he looked like a model. But what fascinated her most about him were his onyx eyes that seemed to catch hers and never let go again every time she would look at him. She had to fight the feeling away that wanted her to drown in his black orbs. Although she admired his whole body, she couldn't help but mind his character.

Every normal human being wouldn't want to involve themselves with him if they had talked to him at least once but every girl seemed to fall in love at first sight with him and even some men couldn't fight the urge to ogle at him.

Oh, how much she despised those people, who didn't even care about his character as long as they could stare at him.

Though, she had to admit, she never wanted anything else than to ogle at him herself but she knew if she had done something like that, she would have been jobless in no time because her boss didn't like people who stared at him or threw themselves on him like they were his girlfriends or something.

It really disgusted him. And her. He caught her off guard as he walked past her, straight into her office.

His glare was directed to the window behind her desk. He was as quiet as one could be and it was disturbing her.

She was following him in, her eyebrows twitching vexedly, sat down on her seat and stared at the wall on her left side.

She looked anywhere but his eyes. After a couple of minutes she couldn't stand the eerie silence anymore that was kept in her office, so she decided to break it.

"So… What do you need, Sir?", was her formal question. She always spoke politely to him, even if she was angry at him.

Sometimes though she would glare at his back, when she thought he wasn't watching. It took a huge effort to hold back the rude comments that lay on her tongue but she could do it and that was all she needed.

She wanted the job and the only condition was to respect - more like worship, really - the boss. If you're not able to, you get the sack. She'd been here almost a year but before her, there had been a whole lot more secretaries. They hadn't last very long.

"I… have an important requirement," he answered harshly. She nearly jumped as the coldness of his voice rang in her ears. It wasn't that she was sensitive but in a way she hated it how coldly he looked at her. She wanted him to be nice to her, to treat her not as a servant but more like… a friend.

His glare shifted towards her which caused goose bumps on her whole body. There he went again but she couldn't say anything so she nodded for him to go on.

Her eyes shone with confusion which didn't go unnoticed by him, like it never did.

"My visa is running out. I will get deported if I do not…," he began to explain darkly but he paused.

Sakura assumed that he was searching for the right words or could he be embarrassed about something? No, that was impossible. This was Uchiha Sasuke, after all.

A shiver was sent down her spine as she nervously awaited the end of his sentence. Why was he talking to her like this? What did he want to say and what did he want from her? Was she the only one who could help him or was it because she was his secretary? His glare intensified and she got the feeling he would explode any moment now.

But Sasuke Uchiha never exploded. He always held back his anger, his disapproval of things. He forced himself to stay calm and sort things out properly.

"…if I do not marry a woman of this country," he spat out.

The rosette winced. She had never heard him talk like this before. Why was he so angry? Was it that bad to marry someone? Did he hate the idea of being with someone? Did he hate being with her now?

Sure, he was a coldhearted man and wasn't one to talk softly like a mother to her child… But he never reacted this way before. It really had to be bad for him.

She could understand him a little if she thought about the consequences of this marriage. The unfortunate woman would be destroyed because her boss wasn't exactly what you call nice. And she would not have the chance to marry the love of her life because Sasuke Uchiha would never ever fall for any woman.

At these sad thoughts her eyes closed a bit but suddenly they widened in realization. She looked up in his face, fear and confusion showing on her own.

"Why… are you telling me this? I mean… You do not really… mean…?", she whispered.

He stayed silent. His eyes watched hers. His anger seemed to have vanished over his curiosity and her reaction didn't go unnoticed by him. Her eyes widened even more now at his unavailable answer. Her breath got caught and her mouth opened. This time she couldn't stop herself.

"No! Don't say that I'm this woman you're talking about! Never! This can't be! And you can't do that! Not to me!", she shouted.

Her politeness was gone now. But she didn't care. It wasn't worth it. The job wasn't worth her freedom. She couldn't care less about it. She'd find another, wouldn't she? It was kind of difficult but she would find one, right?

She would never marry this coldhearted bastard. "Never…", she whispered. He stayed calm. And suddenly she noticed a strange glint in his eyes. She stood up and shook her head violently. This was bad. He definitely had some ace up his sleeve.

"You have to. You know that I am able to destroy your life, Haruno. If you do not accept, I will definitely ruin you," he promised.

Her widened eyes seemed to fade. She turned around and looked out the window. Her hands were shaking and tears threatened to leave her eyes.

Her brain worked fast but it just wouldn't find a solution. She just wanted to do whatever she had been doing the whole last years. She wanted to be a secretary but he really could ruin her life. For him it'd be as easy as snapping his fingers. Sakura knew now that he just had to manipulate other employers into thinking that she was the worst secretary there was.

She had never thought about something like this. She had always had the feeling that her life was ideal the way it was and it would never change. Now she knew she'd been wrong. Life was unfair. Sakura had always been one who knew that best but lately her life had turned towards the good side and she'd gotten caught up in this dreamlike life. Now she woke up abruptly as if somebody had dumped a bucket of ice cold water into her face.

She remembered again how cruel life could be. Or dare she say, how cruel Uchiha Sasuke could be. She had never thought of him that way. She'd always disliked him a little but nevertheless had she searched for the good sides of him.

Now, however, every hope vanished. Uchiha Sasuke wasn't human, was he? Had she been wrong all the time when she thought that he did have a gentle side but never showed it?

How could he do something like that to her, when she had always been helping him and his company? When she'd been treated as a slave by other colleagues? When she'd handled every challenges he threw at her?

Did he really not care about people's feelings? Her feelings? Did he… hate her? She had seen the death glare he had sent her way. It hadn't been the usual glare but a lot stronger and more… hateful.

Maybe he really hated her. Though, who was she to blame him? She hated him, too, didn't she? Now more than ever.

Sakura wiped the tearstains away bluntly and turned around. Her pink locks flew around wildly but she didn't care.

She went straight to the door and turned the knob. Unfortunately, her nervous and shaking movements made it hard for her to turn it correctly and easy for Sasuke to stop her hands.

She didn't dare to look him in the eyes but his words stung more than any glare of his.

"I do not care about you. Either you leave this instant or you deal with the fact that you are engaged," he snarled at her.

Seconds later he was out the door and in his office. Sakura was standing still and wasn't able to move. She was frozen in place but her inner self was in chaos. She closed the door that was still standing open since Sasuke had left.

She breathed slowly and turned towards her bureau. Suddenly sickness overcame her and she rushed out the door.

Searching for a toilette, she avoided curious and worried workmates. Before she could even reach the door handle, a hand shot out and grabbed her hair violently.

A pissed redhead glared hard at her and bore her nails in Sakura's skin. An unwanted painful scream left her mouth. Now what?

"You slut!" the redhead spat out disgustedly. "How dare you!" Sakura grabbed the hand of her opponent and tore it away from her neck. She really needed to go to the washroom.

Long manicured nails scratched her skin and soon blood began to leave the wound. Sakura hissed in pain and pressed a hand on the scratch.

Looking up, she saw Karin's face which was pale. Her eyes rested on Sakura's figure and her anger increased. She was furious; Karin was standing beside herself with rage. And the anger was directed towards Sakura.

Sakura closed her eyes and leaned against the wall beside her. She couldn't stand properly, the sickness was still there. Her knees trembled, they'd give away any moment now.

Suddenly a fist collided with her stomach which got her coughing. Sakura's eyes widened in disbelief. How could Karin do that without batting an eye? Did she really just punch her in the gut?

She feared what could happen next because she knew she wouldn't be able to stop the redhead.

She was sick and her body threatened to collapse any moment. Shutting her eyes, she wrapped her arms around her abdomen.

A slap in the face burned on her cheek, reddening it. Following right after came a kick in the leg, which got the rosette to fall on her knees.

Nobody dared to say anything; everyone knew how much power Karin had. She could fire anyone. Nevertheless, how could they just watch and not help her? How could they shut their eyes and walk away? She'd never be such a coward.

The bystanders fled to their offices after they received a hard glare from Karin. However, one person didn't obey her wishes.

It was Tenten, Sakura's friend, who stood at the end of the corridor. She was horrified of the scene she took in. It didn't last long, though.

Anger overtook her and she shouted in rage. "Fire! Fire!," were the only words that left her mouth.

Disbelief reflected in the green eyes of Sakura. How would that help her?

Everyone had seen her and everyone ran away. Nobody was going to come to see what was going on. "What is going on here?," was the prompt question.

She recognized his voice even before he finished the sentence. She shook with fear as she looked up, directly in his eyes.

He saw her trembling, bloody lip, her pale face, her faded green eyes. He saw her blood on her face and everything went blank for him.

Anger overtook the calmness as he stormed forwards to her body. He caught her in time as she fell to the side, coughing hard.

He held her in his arms, her sight faded and Sasuke's face disappeared eventually. She fell unconscious and didn't hear him say to Tenten that she had to call an ambulance.

Neither did she hear him yell at Karin that she was fired, nor did she feel his cold hand stroke her cheek for a second.

When Sakura awoke to the sound of the beeping instrument - that told her how fast her heart was bumping – she could feel the headache creeping up. She groaned and held her head within her hands. As she was doing that an ugly pain shot through her neck.

She had forgotten that there was a long and deep scratch in it. And her movement made it even worse. She hissed painfully and then sighed annoyed. Hesitantly she opened her eyes.

However, what she saw next let her wish she wouldn't have done it.