The Seven Days Couple

pyrosnap

Disclaimer: This is inspired by the Korean show MNet Scandal! Naruto does not belong to me! Wah.


Sakura stared blankly at the woman sitting in front of her. The woman ignored her gaze and shuffled through some papers, while nodding and making random notes. After a few minutes of awkward silence, the woman finally looked up and smiled a big cheesy smile that made Sakura cringe.

"Hello, what is your name?"

Sakura blinked and peered at the paper in front of the woman. She pointed at it.

"My name is written right there…next to my picture…"

The woman sweatdropped before regaining her composure.

"Well, aren't you a clever girl!" Sakura just stared at her and the woman cleared her throat and leaned forward.

"So…you're single right?"

Sakura frowned, but nodded. The woman beamed.

"Good, 'cause if you weren't, that would be quite troublesome, ne? Moving on, so why do you want to date Mr. Sasuke Uchiha? Explain your motives and what you hope to get out of it."

Sakura thought for a bit before responding, "My best friend hid all the ice cream in our house and I want it back. She said I'd get all of it back when I finish this interview...are we done yet?"

Now it was the woman's turn to stare at her. Sakura grinned happily and started grabbing her purse.

"We're done right? I'm so glad this didn't take too –"

The woman grabbed her arm, "Wait!"

Sakura pulled her arm back, voice going up an octave, "You said we were done! I want my ice cream!"

The lady stood up, Sakura's arm still in her hand, and yelled, "You won the contest!"

Sakura froze.

"WHAT?"


Ino almost fell off her chair laughing, while Sakura watched her glumly. The two girls were sitting in Sakura's favorite restaurant and Sakura was determined to not let Ino's gleeful laughter ruin her time there. She turned her focus to her bowl of pasta, sitting innocently in front of her. Slowly, the sound of Ino's cackling faded in the background as the pasta seemed to chant her name. Sakura grinned and slowly brought her fork down to spear some noodles when she was rudely interrupted.

"Hn."

She snapped out of her reverie and looked up sharply. A really hot guy was standing next to her, watching her with a bored expression. Ino had stopped laughing, opting to grin at the confused Sakura.

"Do I know you?" Sakura put her fork back down. Her pasta was going to have to wait.

"Congratulations on winning the contest. You're my new girlfriend," the guy said in the most monotonous voice Sakura has ever heard in her life. She rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to her bowl of pasta just in time to see Ino steal a forkful. She growled at Ino, who casually pretended not to notice Sakura's scowling face.

Sakura sighed and looked back at the guy who was still standing next to her awkwardly holding a bouquet of flowers.

"Dude, I don't even know you and I don't want to date you. By the look on your face, you don't look too excited either so let's just not, okay?" She made a shooing gesture. "Please leave us in peace now." Feeling satisfied and extremely proud of herself, she once again, turned back to her food.

"We will pay you. Handsomely too," a new voice said.

She turned back so fast, her hair whipped her in the face.

"Pay me? Like…with money?" she said hopefully before frowning. "And who the hell are you?"

Standing next to Sasuke was a man that looked like a more mature version of Sasuke. He placed a hand on the table and leaned towards Sakura, who gulped nervously. Hot guy hot guy hot guy hot guy there's a hot guy in my face oh my –

"Yes, we will pay you $10,000 for your troubles. And I am Sasuke's older brother, Itachi."

Mesmerized by his beautiful eyes, Sakura nodded slowly, "Yeah, sounds great." Itachi smirked and took out two white phones.

"These are couple phones. The only number programmed in it is the number of the other phone. You will use this to communicate with Sasuke and he will do the same with you. At the end of the week, at," he paused to glance at his watch, "1:30 PM, the two of you can decide whether or not you want to continue dating by texting the other person your real number. If you do choose to stop dating….well, it's obvious what you would do right?" He handed a phone to her and the other to Sasuke. "Good luck," he said before leaving.

Sakura blinked. What the hell just happened?

"Hn."

Oh right, Sasuke was still standing there. She sighed and took the bouquet from him. Looking at the gorgeous roses he had gotten for her, she allowed herself to flash him a small smile.

"Thanks, Sasuke."

He nodded and glanced at his watch.

"Sorry, Sakura, but I have a business meeting to attend. What do you say to dinner tonight at 8:00 PM? Text me your address later."

"Alright," she responded, turning back to her food and sighing. Her pasta had gone cold, damn it.

Sasuke lingered for a moment, waiting to see if she had anything else to say. When she didn't look back at him, he slowly turned around and walked away.

Sakura waited until Sasuke walked out of the restaurant before wailing, slamming her head on the table. The old couple sitting near them looked alarmed.

"Ino, what have I gotten myself into?! And for money! Oh my god, I am so easy, I'm pathetic. This is so embarrassing, I'll never marry, I'll have to move out of Konoha –"

Ino grabbed Sakura's shoulders and shook her hard.

"Sakura, you big forehead girl, stop being so dramatic and eat your damn pasta!"

Sakura sniffed.

Ino was such a great friend.


Note: Oh heeeey, it's been a while. :)