Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto (really, it isn't that hard to believe)

Author's Note: Yes, yet another story xD I was supposed to write this with original characters, but decided to make it a fanfic instead. I hope you guys enjoy reading this, and if you have extra time, feel free to check out my other stories as well :)

ADONIS WEARS PRADA

by: Gabbeh

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CHAPTER ONE

Meeting Adonis

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"Job hunting again?"

I looked up from the newspaper I was holding and sighed. "Yeah," I replied, as I crossed out yet another job option. Really, the paper was full of red marks that it almost blinded my eyes.

Ino sat on the café chair in front of me. "Why did you have to punch that man in the face anyway? I bet his nose would never be the way it was. Not even cosmetic surgery would be able to repair that."

"I told you a million times! He was practically groping my as-"

"I know, but you shouldn't have lost your temper then. It's the third job you lost this month!" Geez. I knew that. She didn't have to remind me. That's easy for her to say…it's not like I'm some big-time fashion designer like her.

"Well, that's why I'm trying to actually find a good one that does not include having perverted men touch my ass. I swear Ino-pig! I was a waitress in a fine dining restaurant – I never knew stuff like that happened there in broad daylight!"

"You can say that again…but good luck finding a much better job anyway."

I rolled my eyes. "I told you a million times. I'm not going back to being a secretary for some rich bastard okay? I've had enough of that to last me a lifetime."

Her mouth started moving and I prepared myself for another one of those annoying pep talks. "There are other great people out there you know. Just because one person didn't turn out to be who you thought he was, don't give up your career. You don't even have to be a secretary! "

Blah blah blah. I can't hear you.

"Haruno Sakura, you worked so hard…" Great…now she's using my whole name. That was reserved for serious talks. She's really in a mommy mode right now. I bet she's PMSing or something…

"I saw you study your butt off in college! Then you decided to work as a secretary in that hellhole. So what if bad things happened? That doesn't mean you have to give up on business altogether. That was your dream, wasn't it? To be successful in that field!"

"Exactly," I cut in. "It was. Now it isn't…not anymore. Can we please change the topic?"

"No."

I glared at her. "Give me a reason why. Just one good, valid reason why I should go back there and risk getting myself hurt again."

She smiled, and I wished I hadn't opened my big mouth.

"The only things in life you regret are the risks you didn't take."

"This is stupid and a waste of time and you know it."

"No, I don't."

I faced the window of the car and refused to make any eye contact with the driver whatsoever. Ughh…why is everyone against me?

Gaara sighed. "You know you can do this if you want to."

"And you call dragging me to your car and driving me to a secretary job interview without my consent 'wanting to'?" I said through gritted teeth. "Gaara, you're my older brother and all, but this is so not within your rights."

He shrugged. "Maybe. Although, I know for a fact that if you want to start taking a job like this again…this is the best company for you."

"And why is that?" I was skeptical about this. Very, very skeptical.

"This company is the major business rival of that other one you used to work for. What a better way for revenge right? And besides, I hear the pay's really good."

"How much?"

I wanted to rub that smirk off his face. "Let's just say you'll fall off your seat if I told you."

"Just spit it out already, or so help me I will-"

"Oh would you look that that. We're here." I heard the doors of the car unlock and he stepped out even before I could lay so much as a finger on him. Damn him and his fast reflexes.

I closed my eyes and composed myself. You can do this, Haruno Sakura. This is a piece of cake. Let's show those jerks how good you are…they'll be sorry they believed every single stupid rumor about you.

And he'll be sorry that he let you go.

You can do this…

I opened the door and stepped out.

"Haruno Sakura."

I looked up from my seat and came face to face with a guy who looked as old as me, if not a little bit older. He had blonde hair and blue eyes, and stood at around 5'9…and he looked completely tired. It's as if he didn't sleep at all last night. His hair was in a disarray, like her ran his fingers through it too many times.

I stood up as gracefully as I could. From my past experience, I already knew that he was Uzumaki Naruto, Executive Vice President of Sharingan Inc. Plus the fact that he was the best friend of the guy I'm trying to get as my new boss – Uchiha Sasuke, the President and CEO of this huge ass company.

Well, it's always nice to make a good first impression…

That is, if he doesn't remember seeing me in any past social events. I used to be the secretary of their biggest rival, after all. I hope he doesn't have a good memory…or is ignorant. That would work.

"Yes, Uzumaki-san?"

He laughed. Yes, really. And I was sure it was because of what I said…and he was laughing right in front of me. The nerve of the guy. I glared at him. "Is there a problem?"

He just grinned in reply and looked at me amusedly. "Call me Naruto. Uzumaki-san sounds kind of old for someone like me, don't you think?" Well, at least he isn't too fond of formalities.

"Sure…Naruto. Nice to meet you."

"You're up next, Sakura-chan—

(my eyebrow twitched and I tried not to mind the suffix that much)

—As soon as a girl walks out of that door-" he pointed at a large, dark brown door with silver handles, "you can come in." He said. Before I could even say anything…

"But Sasuke-kun…you will regret this! I am the perfect secretary for you. I can offer you everything!" Oh would you look at that. Slut alert in aisle 1.

The outfit she was wearing (or lack thereof) proved that she was, indeed a slut. Her high-pitched voice was killing my ears. Then I heard his voice.

"I am absolutely positive that I will not regret anything. If that is all, please leave." Charcoal eyes, raven hair (though it is styled like a chicken's ass), defined body...

He would have been perfect if only he wasn't such an arrogant jerk.

That, and the fact that I am so over falling for my superiors. Never again.

The Slut scowled (she looked like a dog, in my opinion), and walked grudgingly away from him – to my direction. Whe happened to step on my foot – and it had hurt, considering that she was wearing 3-inch heels.

Plus the small bag hanging on her shoulder hit my head. Yes, okay I admit that I'm somehow lacking with the growth hormones. 5'4 isn't exactly a height to brag about when it feels like everyone out there's so much taller than me. But anyway…

She didn't say anything. No apology at all. Nada. Zip. Zilch.

Well, she wasn't going to get away with that.

"Ouch! Fuck. What was that for you bitch?!"

I smiled, trying not to laugh. "Sorry, I thought I saw a cockroach on your foot just then." Ah, revenge is good. And my trusty flats didn't even get a single scratch. Oh and did I mention I'm a blackbelt? Built-in with a killer punch and kick.

I almost floated as a walked back to Naruto (and apparently Sasuke too, since he walked over to his best friend while I was away). Then when I noticed them both looking at me, I kind of got conscious.

"What? Do I have something on my face?"

I saw a smile appear on Naruto's face. Sasuke, on the other hand, walked up to me, not showing any emotion at all. He bent down (since he was about the same height as Naruto, if not taller), and positioned his head so that it was right in front of mine.

Oh my God. His head was practically less than 10 inches away.

"Haruno Sakura, right?" His breath smelled like mint. Wait, what did he say? Oh right...

I nodded, trying to keep up my calm façade. My thoughts on the other hand, were a different story…

He smirked.

"You're hired."

Author's Note: So that's it. It's been a while since I wrote an 'introduction' for a multi-chaptered story, so comments and suggestions are very much appreciated :) I tried to make Sakura witty, but I hope you find her attitude believable enough. So...continue or not? xD

Review please! :)

- Gabbeh