*This is the prequel to my three chapter extremely short story Stolen Blossom, which was requested by XLoveXFallsXToXAshesX , please enjoy*
Long pink locks floated gently behind the girl as she walked down the sidewalk, her heels making barely a noise as many watched her movements. Green orbs glittered as the woman entered a building through thick and spotless glass doors.
A woman rushed to greet her, "Sakura-san, your manager is looking for you."
The pink haired woman smiled, "Thank Satsuki, tell him that I'll meet him shortly."
The woman bowed and rushed away to inform the man that his star model had arrived and would meet him shortly.
Shaking her head Sakura made her way to the lounge to get something to drink, she had only been with La Vivienne Studios for eight months and already she was very well known.
At the tender age of eighteen that was quite a prize.
Grabbing a bottle of sparkling raspberry flavoured water she turned daintily on her heel and made her way to her managers office wondering what he could possibly want so early in the morning.
Stopping before the door she knocked twice and waited to hear the words 'come in', once she heard them she opened the door and gently stepped in. Closing the door behind her she flushed when she noticed a very handsome man leaning against the wall opposite of her.
He had long sleek raven black hair tied back in a ponytail with bangs cascading over his forehead and eyes, his lashed were long and a deep black to match his smoky onyx eyes. Lines were present on either side of his nose and added a hint of character to his flawless face. A white button up was on his torso with the top three buttons undone, revealing the top (of what she could make out as) a well toned chest. Black jeans hung loosely from his hips and matched his back dressy/casual shoes.
All in all he was perfect.
"Good morning Sakura, I'm glad to see that you are well." Her managers voice cut her off from staring too long and she turned to look at him.
"Ah, thank you. Good morning to you as well."
Her manager gave a light twisted smile as he extended a hand towards the man, "Sakura, this is Itachi Uchiha. He just recently moved here and I hired him yesterday evening. He will be your new photographer."
Itachi, so that was his name.
Looking back towards the man now known as Itachi she bowed, "It's very nice to meet you Uchiha-san, I look forward to working with you from now on."
Itachi nodded his head in return, "It's a pleasure to meet you as well. Please, formalities are not necessary, Itachi will be fine. Sakura-san. I also look forward to working with you."
Sakura smiled gratefully to him before biting her lip, "Formalities are also not necessary Itachi, please call me Sakura."
Her manager broke the atmosphere with a cough and the two turned to look at him, "Tomorrow you two will start your partnership, for now, Sakura can you please show Uchiha-san around?"
"It would be my pleasure."
The two swiftly made their way out of the office as Sakura lead him throughout the building. Pointing to all of the important places and people that he would need to know in the future, meaning tomorrow.
Reaching one of the upper floors she stopped, "This is the bar/lounge area for employees. You have to be legal drinking age to enter."
Itachi chuckled, "I'm twenty Sakura."
Flushing she nodded, "I would have assumed so, they never hire anyone under twenty to be photographers."
Raising a dark brow Itachi urged her to answer, she happily obliged.
"The last photographer they hired was two months older than me, so almost nineteen, and he became a hindrance. He broke into my dressing room once. So they now hire older photographers, assuming that they won't go all stalker on the models."
"Ah."
Glancing at him her eyes sparkled, "Is that even a word?"
"In my mind it is."
Giggling she lead him to the area in which the models would have their pictures taken and so on.
"This is where the magic happens, seriously. There are some models here that I have no idea how they stay popular; they look terrible."
Itachi said nothing as he watched her walk the floor, hands skimming over boxes and other objects as she spun slightly, her hair twirling around her like a pink halo.
"Is there anywhere else that I need to see or anyone else I need to meet Sakura?"
She shook her head, "I don't believe so, if you ask my manager he might know. I don't give tours that often… in face you're the first person that I've given it to."
Itachi said nothing as he leant against one of the nearby walls watching as Sakura twisted and turned around the numerous objects without a single fault. Pulling his phone from his pocket he flipped it open and selected the camera.
Waiting for the right moment he clicked the 'ok' button when she turned and flashed him a smile her hair flipping over her shoulder and swaying behind her as she did.
Closing his phone he smirked triumphantly.
Walking back over to him she cast him a glance through think lashes, "You took my picture didn't you?"
"It's simply a reference for when we start working together."
She rolled her eyes, "I'm sure."
Moving past him to head back to the front of the building she stopped when his hand grabbed her arm and she turned to look at him.
"I don't mix business and pleasure Sakura, too much stress." His eyes locked with hers and she saw no hint of sarcasm.
She smiled softly, "I'm glad, it'll make our partnership a good one."
After he released her arm she made her way to the front of the building and Itachi followed suit. Once there Sakura turned to him, "I think I've shown you everything, and as far as I know I have nothing else that I need to do. So I'll be heading home, it was once again a pleasure meeting you Itachi."
He took her outstretched hand in a shake, "The pleasure once again is mine, good bye Sakura. I'll see you tomorrow."
Waving as she left through the doors Sakura made her way down the street to a bistro only a few city blocks down. While waiting for the light to change so she could cross the street her mind wandered to Itachi and she felt her cheeks begin to warm.
She couldn't already have a minor infatuation with her new photographer, could she?
His smirk and the graceful way in which he had spoken cut into her mind and she flushed harder.
She did too.
Working with him was going to be much harder than a walk in the park after all. Sighing she made her way across the street as the light had changed and played with a piece of her hair.
"Sakura Haruno, consider yourself absolutely screwed."
If only she knew what she was in for tomorrow.
