Chapter One: Blame It On The Goose?
There were multiple things wrong when Satsuki Uchiha woke up. Her eyes weren't even open and Satsuki knew she was definitely not in her studio apartment.
First: the bed was plusher than her own. She only ever used the thin cotton sheet but the bed she was in had a fluffy duvet that was soft and heavier than what she was accustomed to. Especially since Satsuki had the bad habit of falling asleep on her futon without any covering in the area she designated as the "living room".
Second: was the lack of smell of oil paints drying and the chill usually brought in by the window she had to leave open so that she didn't breathe in all of the fumes.
Third and most concerning: she was naked. Satsuki usually slept in a tank top and underwear because she got overheated at times but she refused to sleep in the buff. She had friends that didn't understand boundaries and Satsuki never wanted to be caught in the troublesome situation of needing to run out because of a fire or another type of emergency and be nude.
Satsuki opened her eyes, only wide enough to peer through her lashes and knew immediately she was nowhere that she had ever been before. The hazy light purple hue of the walls was a big clue to that.
How much did I drink last night?
Satsuki sighed and turned on her side and snuggled into the sheets, fully prepared to apologize to Sai's girlfriend for taking her bed for the night. It was nice of her to sacrifice her bed for her boyfriend's drunk friend.
Fuck my head hurts...did I...did I…?
Feeling more awake, Satsuki's neck and ears heated up when she noticed the pleasant throb in her core usually only present after a moment of indulgence. Hopefully she had at least waited until she was alone before she decided to drunkenly pleasure herself. Sai would never let her live it down and was likely to bring it up around their friends.
Satsuki was still trying to recover from the incident at Kiba's when she was caught in his bathtub after she smoked up that joint. She refused to smoke again. Inebriation did an odd thing to her libido.
Probably doesn't help that she was at Ino's party, Satsuki grumbled inwardly, curling more into herself.
A small murmur had Satsuki opening her eyes in shock. Now with her eyes open she could see the tuft of pink hair poking out from under the duvet. Swallowing the lump in her throat, Satsuki lifted the duvet and peeked underneath. Choking on a sharp intake of air, Satsuki slowly slid out of bed away from the small, curvy naked body that was lying next to her.
As silently as possible, Satsuki searched for her clothes and pulled them on. She panicked when she was unable to find her ID or phone but then found them in one of her boots which was tossed somehow onto the vanity.
Checking one last time that her bedmate was still asleep, Satsuki slipped out of the room and tiptoed down the stairs. Noticing a lack of a roommate or other resident, she relaxed and made her way to the front door.
With her hand on the doorknob Satsuki paused and took one last look up the stairs to where her bedroom was located. She chewed on her lower lip and let go. She slipped back into the kitchen and started up the coffee maker. She stared at the fancy single cup Keurig and placed a mug underneath the dispenser.
Running a hand through the mass of knots that her hair was, Satsuki nodded to herself and quickly scrambled out of the apartment.
As soon as she was outside she booked it, running for four blocks before pulling over to a corner, and squatting, tucking her head between her knees.
What did I do?!
She first saw her three months ago.
Satsuki dropped by the only bookstore that carried a copy of a book she had been waiting on. A store in a part of the college town she lived in that she usually avoided because of all of the posh shops that were frequented by frat brothers and the bevy of sorority girls that trailed after them. A part of town that you wouldn't spot any other torn, paint splattered outfits.
She was so far from the comfort of her studio and her torches.
Satsuki normally didn't care about what people thought of her but she was always reminded of her family whenever she came across people completely unlike her. She didn't look or dress the right way for her mother and although as supportive as he could be, her father would have preferred that she hadn't pursued a career in glass sculpting.
When it came to looks, Satsuki's face was almost identical to her mother's but instead of silky hair she had unruly thick locks and she was a beanpole, tall and sharp with no curves. The complete opposite of petite and soft Mikoto Uchiha.
Mikoto would have preferred for her daughter to dress feminine and neat. Sort of like the small girl in the same row that Satsuki was currently in.
Satsuki took a sideways glance at the petite woman in her fluttery, dark floral patterned fit and flare dress that fell to her knees. She had polished black Mary Jane shoes and flesh toned stockings. She was the exact model for what her mother would have wanted Satsuki to dress like minus the rose gold hair.
So...pink.
Satsuki was about to go about her business when she heard the soft thump of a bag falling and then the creaking of metal. She looked up to see the petite woman trying to scale up the bookcase.
"Hey!" The woman squeaked when Satsuki lifted her by her armpits and set her back down on the ground.
"Which one?" Satsuki raised her hand up and pointed at the top shelf. She was much taller─standing just shy of six foot in her combat boots─than the other woman.
"The blue one."
Satsuki raised an eyebrow at the woman's method of descriptor. A title name would have been the correct way to describe which book she wanted. Tugging it out of it's place, she scanned the cover. Principles of Biochemistry. A med student?
"Um?"
Satsuki blinked and pulled her gaze away from the book down to the woman she was helping. For a moment Satsuki was frozen. Jade eyes peered up at her looking unique yet familiar at the same time. She was so busy admiring the gold that circled the stranger's pupils that she almost didn't catch the fact that she was being gawked at.
Glossy pink lips parted slightly before spreading into a wide grin showcasing a set of tiny pearl white teeth.
"Thank you." Her voice was breathy and a manicured hand flew to her forelocks to run her hand through her pink hair and tuck a strand behind her ear. "My boss needs this book and she'd probably have my head if I couldn't get it."
Satsuki's eyebrows furrowed, drawn down in confusion. She didn't require an explanation. She was about to tell the stranger so when an irritating chirping sound blared from the oversized bucket style bag on the floor.
"Oh, shit!" the stranger cursed, breaking the gentle and prim facade Satsuki stopped believing in the moment the woman had decided to start climbing up the shelves of the bookcase. "I'm going to be so late."
She gave Satsuki one last look before taking off down the aisles at a fast pace.
The next few times she saw her, Miss Jade Eyes was always in the middle of some sort of dash to whatever her destination was.
Satsuki had never seen a more busier person. Well, other than her mother who ended up needing to hire a personal assistant.
As soon as she had that thought it clicked in her brain what the stranger's job could be. She had told Satsuki that she was picking up a textbook for her boss. She had a constantly chirping phone that signaled her presence.
Like right now Satsuki was just sketching away as she waited to meet a new client that asked for a face-to-face meeting, a cigarette caught between her lips, when the annoying electronic chirping rang from somewhere behind her. She turned around and there the woman was, speed walking and juggling multiple shopping bags. Although she was a distance away, Satsuki could tell she was upset with whoever was on the other end of the phone.
Her nose wrinkled when her mouth twisted in distaste. Satsuki could almost hear her scoff when her pale eyebrows drew forward and her mouth fell open and into a scowl. A moment later her seafoam green eyes went wide and her face turned bright red. Embarrassment.
Cute.
Satsuki smirked to herself. This pink haired stranger was interesting. It was at least amusing to watch how animated she was. It was completely different than the composed personal assistants her own mother went through.
Satsuki watched her flag down a cab. She was small and had to make herself seen by hopping up and down and waving her outstretched hand furiously.
She watched her as she loaded the cab with all of her goods, only brought back to reality by a coughing sound.
"Ms. Uchiha?"
Satsuki stood up and shook her client's hand. Ignoring the heat creeping up her neck she switched to professional mode.
As she talked to the man that wanted a custom lampwork sculpture from her, she thought back to what the pink haired PA was wearing. Neat white tight legged pants paired with a striped blouse under a navy blazer. Stylish and the proper attire for her profession.
Completely different from Satsuki's baggy oversized gray sweater with the stretched out collar and her scuffed up boots.
A girl that was the complete opposite of her.
Satsuki found out that her name was Sakura Haruno a month after their first meeting.
She was on her way home from her studio at Glass & Iron, toting yet another implosion marble with green and gold spirals. Kakashi had lectured her again about wasting materials and time and put her back on making orders for the Glass & Iron catalogue as punishment.
She wouldn't be allowed to take on any commissions for the next month but it did free her up to practice more of her welding work.
Satsuki didn't even bother with finding a seat and grabbed the overhead railing of the subway car. She was tall enough that it wasn't a strain on her and Satsuki knew that if she took a seat in her tired state she would fall asleep and miss her stop. Again.
It wasn't the usual annoying chirping of her phone that drew Satsuki's attention this time. There was a very irritated voice huffing as the doors opened three stops into Satsuki's ride home.
"Yes, Sakura Haruno." Although annoyed, the breathy voice was familiar.
Satsuki paused in her search for a desired song to listen to. She peeked over her shoulder and saw the pink haired personal assistant. She had her cell phone trapped between her cheek and her shoulder and an iPad Mini in her hands.
"Yes, I'm sure that's my name." Sakura rolled her eyes. "Look I'm on the train right now and I'm going to lose signal. I'll call you back when I get off and I hope you're able to find my order. The last woman you would want to displease is Dr. Senju-Kato."
The Sakura girl sat down in the first available seat and immediately pulled out a giant binder and flipped through color coded notes and scrolling through her tablet.
Satsuki watched her mumble to herself as she typed out on her tablet. Whenever she seemed to be stuck on something or thinking over it more thoroughly she would wrinkle her nose or bite her lower lip occasionally. Sometimes she would get a really proud look and she would wiggle her eyebrows or do a little shimmy in her seat. A small celebration for whatever small victory she had.
Satsuki's stop came all too soon and her fun had to end. She no longer felt tired but was a little disappointed that she couldn't continue watching Sakura, the woman she now knew the name of, be caught up in her own little world.
It was odd how in a city with a population of 681,170 that Satsuki kept coming across the pink haired stranger she had helped out one day. It should have been impossible but it was as though they were magnets pulling toward each other the way their paths kept moving in circles around each other.
There was just always something catching Satsuki's attention and drawing it to her.
She wouldn't have thought anything about it but it was impossible to dismiss the giddy feeling that floated in her stomach when she caught sight of Sakura's hair.
In the late afternoon, her pink locks resembled the glass rods Satsuki heated with her torch. Petal pink turned into glowing orange under the sinking sun. Sunlight made it shine glossier than any lampwork piece that Satsuki could mold. The silky strands would fall behind her, dancing in the breeze behind her small frame.
Sakura resembled the glass Satsuki loved─delicate in appearance but with so much potential to be something amazing.
Sakura resembled the fire that Satsuki used to forge her pieces of art─brilliant and warm but capable of becoming intense and burning those in her path with her fiery outbursts when she protected the order of her boss's life.
And that was from just the small snippets of her life that Satsuki was privy to.
If Satsuki were anyone else she would insist that fate was trying to push them together. She would allow herself to believe the universe was aligning itself to give them the opportunity.
But she wasn't that type of person.
And Sakura was just a pretty stranger. Someone so different from her that their lives would flow in parallel never intersecting.
"Ino said I was a bad friend because I let you hole yourself up in that factory you call a studio and in your apartment."
Sai had picked Satsuki up on his moped after she noticed that her transport pass was missing from it's place in her boot so she was unable to take the subway or a bus. She would have walked back home but she was so hungover she didn't want to move. And the running she did upon discovery of whose bed she was in didn't help in the slightest.
Satsuki held her head high and tried to appear dignified but as soon as Sai had reached her apartment building she fell off the moped and vomited on the curb.
"You would be a better friend if you left me alone and didn't let me near any alcohol."
She attempted to brush her freshly washed hair but ended up getting the brush stuck in her messy hair. Satsuki would have kept her hair short if it weren't for the fact it stuck up in the back. She was a giant and thin as a toothpick. She didn't want her hair to look like a duck's ass as well.
"Ino would beg to differ. We can get your metro card from Sakura later. I'm sure you left it back at her place."
Satsuki narrowed her eyes at Sai but he just smiled back at her and handed her a cup of coffee.
"Stop trying to act like a good friend after you handed me off to a stranger to take care of me instead of taking responsibility."
"Stranger? Sakura's not a stranger and besides you practically followed her home."
"Did not."
"Did so." Sai pulled out his phone. "I think she even posted selfies of you guys from the party on Instagram last night before you two decided to see who could hold their liquor better. For your information, it wasn't you."
"What the hell even happened last night?"
"You don't recall anything?"
Satsuki shook her head slowly and looked at Sai expectantly. Sai just smiled again, stood up from her futon and headed for the door.
"Sai?"
"You were right I should give you your space. I'll talk to you later."
"Get back here!"
Without looking back at her Sai left. Satsuki let out a groan and fell back onto her futon that she wished deeply she had woken up on that morning.
What did I do!?
Author's Note: So I originally started writing this fem!SS fic for a friend but ended up really liking it. I have read a few fem!SS fics but there aren't that many and I was meh about them. Except for one written by roraewrites. I love that one and hope she continues it.
So I think the agreed upon name for fem!Sasuke is Satsuki. I think it's pretty and it fits the three syllable thing the Uchihas have going on with their first names and it starts with an 'S'. I thought it would be silly to call her Sasuke still and I've seen people use Sasuko but that also felt really frickin' silly to me so Satsuki it is.
I already have the first 5 chapters typed up so they should be uploaded soon.
P.S. - I also have many other fics as WIPs but there is a chance they may never make it to FF just because one of them I feel is almost too close to TPOAM even though it will eventually be a lot more mature and focuses a lot more on Academy aged and genin SS before they grow up. But that's a long ways away I only have two chapters for that and not sure on it anyway. I'm just mentioning it 'cause I may possibly have more fics for you guys. Maybe. IDK yet.
