Naruto-

Opposite Professions

Disclaimer- I do not own any of the Naruto characters.

Continuation after Speed Racers, What do you get when you put a boy and a girl in the same apartment? And what do you get when you mix two totally opposite people together? One heck of a situation. Watch as a professional gal mixes with a playboy guy and as confusions and professions arise.

Part 1

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"So today's the big day, ehh?" Sakura asked, looking at the boxes swarming the room.

Tenten looked up from the box of dishes she was packing, "Yeah," she had to ask again, "You sure, you don't think I'm moving too quickly?"

"Tenten," at the point of irritation, but understanding where it came from, "You've been dating him for 6 months, you practically live over there," she gestured towards the boxes, "This is just making it official that you're serious. Just don't make too much noise."

Tenten took another deep breath, "Sorry for leaving you in the middle of the month, it was the only time I could fit it in," she realized what Sakura had said last, "and what's that last part suppose to mean!?"

Sakura leaned down to help start taping up boxes, "Exactly what it means and no problem. I started an ad to look for a new roommate anyways."

"Any specifications?"

"They can't be a pervert and have to have a job."

Tenten paused for more, where there wasn't, she questioned, "Are you sure you don't want it a little more specific?"

Sakura shrugged, "Not really. I'm not here half of the time anyways."

Someone knocked on the door. Tenten started to get up, but Sakura stopped her, "I'll get it. It's probably Ino coming to help anyways."

As predicted, it was Ino with extra boxes, "Hey, thought you could never have too many of these. So how's the roommate hunt going?" She waved towards Tenten and set down the empty boxes.

Shrugging, Sakura went back to work, "Slow, but it doesn't matter to me either way. I can afford the rent," she thought of an idea, "Hey Ino, why don't you just move upstairs with me?"

Ino gave her a skeptical look, "Us, living together? Didn't college give you any hints?"

Tenten picked up a box, "What happened in college?"

"Roommates," Ino started, "There was bloodshed and we were lucky we didn't kill each other before the year ended."

"It wasn't that bad," Sakura recalled, "It was just one glass window broken and a couple of damaged furniture."

"The point is," Ino concluded, "I'll stay happily live downstairs paying full rent, while you find another roommate."

Sakura rolled her eyes, "Fine, let's just start getting this stuff over before the sunsets. Nothing good happens after sunset."

"I beg to differ," Ino countered, "that's just your luck."

"Psh."

-

"Owww," Sakura moaned as she stretched her back, "Apparently there are muscles that I've never used in my life. My back is killing me." She slumped on her couch. Not her and Tenten's but now just hers, she could get use to this. Maybe she should get rid of the ad.

Ino came out from the bathroom, "Hey, let's go out and get a drink or something."

"No thanks. I'm wiped."

"Come on," Ino urged, "You haven't gone out for ages. At least get a social life. There's this really cool new bar that someone told me about," she tried to remember the name, "I think it was called the Red eye or something like that."

"You mean the Red Fan," Sakura corrected.
Snapped her fingers, "That's the one," Ino grinned, "Since you've heard of it and I've heard of it, why don't we go together to check it out? You know, power in the many?"

Sakura sighed correcting her again, "You mean safety in many."

"You get what I mean," Ino pulled her off the sofa, "Let's go. This is the first evening I've had off in a long time."

She couldn't resist Ino's pleading look, "Fine, let me get changed."

-

As they came up to the Red Fan, Sakura couldn't help but be impressed.

Whistling, Ino admired the place, "Pretty swanky. Come on." As they entered, it seemed more like a lounge than a bar.

Ino gave a flirting glance towards a croud of guys, "Pretty good crowd as well. You go order us some drinks. Pick something that sounds good. On second thought, just get me a martini."

While Ino flirted, Sakura shrunk back into a quiet chair up on the bar and looked around. No obvious perverts, one step up.

"Can I get you something?" Sakura heard behind her.

She turned to see a bartender, a pretty hot one. Probably a jock in high school and a player in college, she thought.

"What's the special here?"

He had a quiet serious aura about him, "That would be the Bloody eye," he pointed towards a drink another person was drinking.

Well, she thought, if she was going to have a drink, might as well as make it a good one.

She nodded, "Ok, I'll take that and a martini."

"In a moment," she sat to watch him work. Pretty efficient and capable, her mind wandered off into nowhere land.

Maybe she should make the ad a little more specific. I'd probably save her time from the bad candidates. Probably make it only girl, living with a guy would be pretty-

"Hey," Ino came up from behind her, jolting Sakura out of her thoughts, "What'd you get me?"

The bartender had finished making both drinks, "I presume you're the friend?"

"Yes, I am," she turned her back towards the bartender and mouthed towards Sakura, "Hubba Hubba."

Sakura rolled her eyes and sipped on her drink. Not bad, the drink not the guy. She gave the bartender another glance. On second thought the guy wasn't so bad either.

"So," Ino started, "About the roommate thing."

"What about it?"

"What's your time limit before taking it down?" Ino asked, "I could ask around to see if anybody needs a room."

Sakura considered the options, "That sounds good, and I'll probably keep it only open for three months, any longer than that would be too long."

Ino nodded in agreement, "Totally," she put her drink down, "I'm going to go dance. You coming?"

Sakura shook her head, "Not really in the mood."

Tsking, Ino shook her head, "You've been saying that entirely too much. Maybe you need to get laid."

Rolling her eyes, Sakura ignored that, "Go have fun. Give me the signal if anything goes wrong."

"Like anything will, more likely you will. Sitting alone just screams for trouble," Ino waved as she went on the dance floor.

"Like I'm actually take what she says seriously," Sakura muttered taking a long drink. She then realized that her glass was empty.

She gestured towards the bartender. He nodded.

A guy sat down next to her, "What's a pretty girl like you doing all by herself?"

"Having a drink or two and winding down," Sakura replied back, hoping he'd get the clue. Where was her drink, already?

"Want to going me and a couple of my buddies over there?" he gestured towards a vague direction.

She resisted snorting. Buddies, yeah right. Probably only him, some drugs, and his little buddy in his pants. She sweetly smiled, trying to get him to go away before she had to get snarky, "No thanks, I'm here with a friend."

The stupid idiot still didn't get it, "Why don't you invite her over as well?"

Did he want to do a threesome or something? Ewww…

Ok snarky time, "Listen up-"

"Excuse me," the bartender tapped her on her shoulder, "Here's your drink," he turned to give the guy a professional smile with a hint of steel underneath, "Can I help you with something, sir?"

Apparently that steel was apparent even to a ditwit like him, for he paled and mumbled an excuse before wandering away.

The bartender turned back to Sakura resuming his normal serious frowning look, "You better be more careful next time."

Resisting to toss her pented up snarkiness at him, she took a long drink, "Thanks, but I could have taken care of that myself."

He just blankly stared at her.

She suddenly felt self-conscious, "I would have found a way," she muttered into her drink, "Eventually." She suddenly didn't like this guy, even if he had helped her. He nodded like he was always right, that arrogant prick.

"I thought it was common knowledge of the dangers of girls in a bar," meeting Sakura's eyes giving her a degrading look, "Apparently not. Next time if you're with a friend actually stay with the friend," he paused looking at the halter top dress she was wearing, "Or try not bring so much attention to yourself."

"What are you trying to insinuate?"

Suddenly Ino, sat down next to her sweating, "Hey, Sakura. It's really hot on the dance floor," she looked at Sakura drink, "Can I have some of that?" Sakura just handed it over to her and Ino gulped it all down, "Wow, that's good," she placed it on the table, "Do you want to stick around or leave?"

"Let's go," Sakura decided. The bartender was still looking at her with that look of his, "I appreciate the help before, but it wasn't necessary." Pompous ass, she mentally added. Ignoring Ino's confused and slightly amused expression, Sakura dropped a couple of bills and headed towards the door.

Ino discretely asked the bartender, "Are you interested in a blind date with a friend of mine?" nudging her head towards Sakura.

"INO!"

"Coming!" She slipped him a card, "Call her if you're interested, think about it."

She grinned and waved as she quickly ran to catch up to Sakura.

The bartender picked up the card and paused before tucking it into his pocket.

-

"I'm never going back there again," Sakura said once they had left.

"Ahh, it wasn't that bad, was it?" Ino asked, wishing she had worn more comfortable shoes, "That bartender was pretty cute," and winced at the nasty glare Sakura tossed at her, "Just saying."

Sakura continued to stomp and mutter curses, "That asshole! Just because I'm a girl, I can't take care of myself," she paused quickly causing Ino to stumble to stop, "You know, I actually was considered him hot," as Ino was about to exclaim something, Sakura continued on, "before he opened his mouth."

Ino excitement deflated before trying to counter argue, "From what I get, he was helping you."

"Well, he didn't have to be a jackass while doing it!"

"Consider this," Ino suggested, "This is the only action you'll get in a long time."

"What does that mean?"

Sighing, "You're a dentist, do the math. I don't think that a hot guy will suddenly appear at your office."

"There's-"

"They're married or gay. Normal guys do not go to young women dentist unless they're secure in their life, meaning married, or gay."

"How would they know I'm young?"

"Your face is on the card."

Suddenly feeling pitiful and stupid, Sakura tried to divert the subject, "I'm only going to give fate a month before deciding that I'm destined to be alone in my apartment."

"Just like you'll give fate one month to decide if you'll end up alone in life?" Ino mockingly said.

"Shut it." They made it to the apartment building and were walking up the steps.

"Make me."

"Ok, now I know why we never got along as roommates."

"Really, now you figure out why?" Ino pulled out her keys and Sakura headed upstairs to each of their own apartments.

"Again, shut it."

-

It was all Ino's fault.

"Dr. Haruno?" Hinata, her secretary, came in with the files, "I have the file for a new patient. He's a first-timer."

Sakura looked up from the kid's mouth she was checking, "I'll be there in a second." After a moment longer of looking, she pulled up the patients's chair, "Ok, Moegi. You're all set to go. There are no cavities, so keep up the habits your doing and make sure to floss every day."

"Thanks Dr. Haruno."

"Sakura left and headed towards the front desk, "Hinata, where's the file?"

Hinata turned around and gave her a thick file, "Here, he's already been looked at and only needs a pass by."

Curious by the thickness, Sakura quickly filed through it, "Sasuke Uchiha. Wow, we've got a flopper on our hands."

"Really?"

Sakura nodded, "Changes dentist every 3 months and has only had female dentist and one even files a sexual attempt in great detail, which she didn't seem to protest against. He doesn't seem to actually have any dental problem on hand besides the few occasional cavities," she closed the folder with a snap, "Practically has perfect teeth."

Hinata smiled, "Well, he shouldn't be so hard and if he tried anything, you'll just numb his arm won't you?"

Sakura scoffed, "Of course. Now which room?"

"Room 4," Hinata swiveled around to resume typing. Maybe she should warn her.

-

Sakura knocked on room 4, "Hi, Mr. Uchiha," with a professional smile on her face before realizing who it was, "You."

The bartender from last night merely nodded back towards her, "What a surprise, never pegged you as a dentist."

Sakura sat down calmly, "Many don't. So let's take a look at the X-ray." While she was turned around, he calmly observed her. She looked pretty hot in a doctor's jacket. Hmm…he thought now wouldn't it be interesting if she would just-

"Mr. Uchiha!" Sakura snapped in front of his face, "Are you alright?"

He merely just turned to give her a deep stare.

"Since you're not going to respond, I'm going have to assume that's a yes," Sakura dryly said, "As I was saying, everything appears to be fine, but I'll double check. I'm bringing down your chair."

As Sasuke was leaned back, he suddenly had a inch to wonder what it would be like if she climbed on top of him and-

"Mr. Uchiha!" Sakura snapped. What was this guy thinking about so much? Maybe she should just stab for good manners, or in this case bad manners. "Open your mouth please."

Sasuke complied and he suddenly had a strange relavation and thought, "Wouldn't it be awkward to ask out someone who's seen you teeth up close and personal?"

After poking around a little while longer, Sakura went back to jot something down on his file, "Ok, then I'm going to give you the jelly so you can't eat or drink for thirty minutes after this. Do you want strawberry or vanilla?"

Sasuke just stared at her.

She rolled her eyes, "Vanilla it is."

-

"I found the one," Sasuke said that night.

"Again?" his blond friend asked, "That's what you said last time. Don't tell me it's your new dentist again."

At Sasuke's silence, his friends sighed.

A red-headed one gave him a bottomless glance, "Do you have some sort of dentist-fetish that you're not telling us about?"

His friend next to him nodded, "Good question, all the girls you date are dentist or dentist assistants."

The blond one called for another round of drinks and the waitress gave all of them a seductive glance which they all ignored.

After gulping half of it down, the blond one continued, "So who is it this time?"

"Sakura Haruno." Everyone groaned in sympathy.

Sasuke gave them frown, "Is there something that I should know about that I don't?"

"She's been the top dentist ever since she started and also named as Cherry Princess, similar to Ice princess just changed to Cherry for good measure," the red head one dosed out.

"Didn't she stab anesthetics into the last guy that proposed to her during his appointment?" the blond one asked.

Sasuke slightly paled, "Well, right now, I'm serious about her, though the situation is a little strange."

"How?" the one next to him asked.

"I just thought of it today, dating someone how's seen your teeth up close and personal and not during a bout of naked twister."

"That's kind of like a female dating her male gynecologist," the blond friend supplied.

"Exactly, so getting close to her is nearly impossible unless I claim I have a toothache every week."

"Sakura Haruno, you said?" the one next to Sasuke asked.

He nodded.

His friend smirked, "I think I can help you out."

--author's note--

This story takes place after my last two-shot "Speed Racer" so if your curious read it, though it's not imperitive to.

NinjaPower signing out!