"Y-you cant tell me what to do! I'll do what I want, I'm coming over there right now to kill you!" She hung up.
Uh-oh.
Guess I better tell Madara.
"Sakura?" Konan called out.
"Yeah?" I turned around to face her.
"I called Madara's manager and told him that he wouldn't go on a date with the girl for publicity for you." I smiled at Konan. One less thing on my list!
"Thanks so much! You're the best!" I waved goodbye to her as I walked back down the hallway into the guys room.
As soon as I entered they all looked at me again. The guys from before, what I would assume were the Akatsuki, were now gone as were the other Uchiha's, it was just Madara and me.
I turned towards Madara.
"I broke up with your girlfriend." Kami, that sounded wrong!
Madara raised any eyebrow at me.
"And…?" he motioned for me to go on.
"She's coming here to kill me." I answered. Maybe Ino is right. Maybe I am really blunt.
His eyes widened.
"Why?" Madara asked, sitting on the -most likely very expensive- couch. Didn't he have things to do? Or was he really leaving everything- all of his wants and needs- to me?
"Because she thinks I'm trying to steel you from her. Either that or I'm trying to rape you." I shrugged. Yeah, pretty blunt.
"Shit." Madara glared at me. Why would he glare at me? What did I do? I broke up with his girlfriend for him, and he glares at me?
"MADA-KUN! I'M HERE TO SAVE YOU FROM THAT SLUT!" A girl came barging through the door. Who does that? Ever heard of privacy or manners? She was wearing such slutty clothes, a purple skirt for a shirt- very short, very revealing- and shorts that looked like underwear, not to mention a thong. Ew. Was the whore planning to get laid while she was here?
She took one look at me and tackled me to the ground.
The little bitch.
"STAY AWAY FROM MY MADA-KUN, WHORE!"
"OH, I'M THE WHORE? I'M NOT THE ONE TRYING TO SHOW OFF NON-EXISTANT BOOBS BY WEARING A MINI-SKIRT NOT EVEN 5 CENTEMETERS LONG, AS A SHIRT! OR THAT UNDERWEAR YOU CALL SHORTS!" I screamed back and pushed her off me.
"Gee, I don't even know you and I already hate you." I rolled my beautiful emerald eyes. Yes. They were most certainly beautiful. I have a big ego sometimes.
"Ami, leave." Madara pulled the bitch away from me.
"W-what? Why!" Ami started crying. Normally I would feel bad, but this bitch attacked me and called me a whore! There shall be no sympathy!
"Leave. Now. If you ever come back here you will be arrested." Madara grabbed Ami's arm and forced her towards the already open door. But Ami was one step ahead of him.
…
Wow! That sounded so actiony! I've always wanted to say that!… the one step ahead of him part, not the actiony part.
…
I'm gonna shut up now.
She got out of his hold and gave a punch to my jaw. She wasn't finished apparently. She grabbed a nearby vase and before I could say… well, vase… she smashed it into my face and took a knife that was in her coat- a really nice purple one by the way… sorry, off track- and stabbed my arm, I twitched.
Gee, she wasn't kidding when she said she was coming over to kill me.
"Get the fuck out!" Madara grabbed her more forcefully and was fighting her out the door.
I heard him tell Konan- who was passing by- to call security.
Guess she did that because not even two seconds later, big dudes in black pants and black jackets came and pulled her away.
In my dazed state- y'know, from being injured and all- I heard Ami screaming "YOU LITTLE BITCH! I"LL FUCKING KILL YOU,YOU WHORE!"
Such a nice person, ne?
Security grabbed her-damn those guys were huge!- and pulled her away.
"I'm going to have to get a restraining order." Madara sighed. He looked over at me-still injured- and his eyes widened.
I hope I'm not that hurt.
The black haired male came rushing over to me-still injured, I don't have magic healing powers… that would be so awesome though! Damn, I keep getting off track- and bent down to my level.
Apparently I was sitting, guess the impact from blood loss had me a little woozy and I sat down without knowing it.
"Are you okay?" He asked me.
… Really? I have a knife in my arm, a vase smashed into my face, and probably a big ugly bruise on my jaw, and he was asking me if I was okay?
"Are you kidding me?" I coughed out. Fuck. I guess that bitch really got me.
"Right, sorry. Of course you're not okay. I'm such an idiot!" Madara looked at me, actually looking in my eyes for the first time.
…
Okay, this is were things get all dramatic and I say something cheesy along the lines of 'Lovely onyx eyes stared into my heart, my soul.' but I refuse to do that. That's not at all what I felt. In fact, the pain in my arm- from being stabbed by none other than the bitch Ami… forgotten already?- and the pain in… well… my whole face -vase smashing and jaw punching- basically prevented me from feeling anything else.
Though I must say, he looked hot. The worried face- and for yours truly- added to that. He looked sweet and innocent, unlike he did this morning, rough and miserable, not to mention grouchy.
"I guess I should probably take the knife out of your arm now." I raised an eyebrow, no matter how much it hurt, at him.
"Y-yeah, that would help." Kami, my voice was cracking because of this pain.
Madara nodded, and blushed because of his stupidity. He looked… cute.
"First, let's get you on the couch." Madara picked me up bridal style and set me down on the black leather couch.
"Okay, I'm going to take the knife out, it might hurt." Madara quickly pulled the knife out, making me wince in pain.
Not that I wasn't already in pain- I was just starting to get used to that, so the new pain was… painful. Yeah… I'm just gonna stop and pay attention to what this handsome hunk of a man is doing.
… It was my inner that said that! Not me…
'I AM you dumbass.' Inner snorted.
'then you just called yourself a dumbass.' I smirked.
'Just pay attention to what he's doing!'
Rolling my eyes inwardly, I did as my inner asked/ordered.
The vase didn't break to bad, I mean the pieces didn't get into my skin except for a few.
Madara pulled them out easily with some tweezers he had. Don't ask me why he had those. He just did. Maybe he had them so he could keep his perfect eyebrows in shape.
…
…
Ignore that.
Once all the pieces were… out of my face, for lack of better words, Madara went into his dressing room and came back with some bandages.
"I'm not very good with this medical stuff, but I think I know enough so I can wrap your arm." Madara pulled out the gauze and a pad thing along with a wet washcloth and disinfector.
He opened the disinfector and rubbed some on the gash above my elbow. Then he gently placed the white pad on the gash and wrapped the gauze tightly around it.
He took some Band-Aids and put them over the more serious scratches on my face. He took my chin in his hand and turned my head so he could see the spot where Ami punched me.
"I'm not sure what to do about that bruise, but I assume it hurts, so here are some pain killers." Madara held out two red tablets and a glass of water. When did he get that?
Nodding, I took the pain killers and swallowed them down with the water.
"Thanks. It feels better already." I smiled at him. I could've sworn I saw a spark of pink on his cheeks. Aw! That's so cute, he's blushing! I wonder why…
It was silent for a few moments, Madara had taken a seat next to me and wouldn't stop staring at the gauze wrapped gash on my arm with a guilty look on his face.
"I'm sorry." He said, interrupting the silence.
I looked up at him, he was looking down.
"Huh?" I oh-so intelligently asked.
"I'm sorry. It's my fault. If I had called Ami myself or went to tell her myself, she wouldn't have hurt you." He finally looked at me.
Gee, we've known each other for maybe half a day, and he was already apologizing. When I met Naruto, my old friend, it took him three weeks to apologize for steeling my ramen. And here my boss was, apologizing for something that wasn't his fault… entirely.
"It's okay, you didn't think this would happen." I gave him one of my famous 'cheer the fuck up' smiled. I use those on Naruto when he get's depressed because his favorite ramen shop closed down.
Madara turned away, avoiding eye contact, and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
Oh my Kami. He DID think this would happen, didn't he!
"You knew this was going to happen, didn't you!" I voiced my thoughts.
"I-I'm sorry, that was before I knew you weren't a fan girl!" Madara put his hands in front of his face to defend himself.
"You… you did this, because you thought I was… a fan girl?" I was shocked. Shock only last so long for me, so I burst out laughing.
Of course, my laughter caused Madara to look at me like I was crazy.
"I've never even heard of you until I started working for you!" I explained once my laughter calmed down.
"You've really never heard of me? Never seen any of the movies I was in?" Madara looked both shocked and disappointed.
I shrugged. "I might have, what movies have you been in?" I asked.
"My best friends hot, pop goes the weasel- with Itachi, Missing Angel, Dancing with the Devil, Living in a Dream, Bloody Valentine, Valentines Day, The Dressing Room, 2 Hookers And An 8 ball, Night of Vampires, Never Wanted to Dance, Mastermind, Black Parade, and Covered In His Blood." He said.
"Those are only half of them!" The onyx eyed man sighed.
"Really? You were in My Best Friends Hot and Dancing With The Devil, Valentines Day, Missing Angel, Bloody Valentine, Never Wanted to Dance, and The Dressing Room! I can't believe you were in romance movies!" I thought of him more as a horror or action guy. Then again, he did have the looks of a god.
'You're turning into a fan girl.' Inner chuckled.
I inwardly widened my eyes. She was right.
'Of course I'm right hun.'
"Yeah, you've seen them?" Madara asked me.
"Yes! My friend Ino took me to see those movies and I fell in love with them! My favorites are My Best Friends Hot, Never Wanted to Dance, and 2 Hookers And an 8 Ball! Those were romantic and funny, who directed them?" I asked.
"Those are the movies I stared in… and you didn't know who I was?" Madara asked, ignoring my question.
"Sorry, I guess I was more focused on your co-star." I shrugged. The co-star was the same person in all of my favorite movies. He was so HOT!
"You like Pein?" Madara looked at me, incredulous.
"Yeah, he's hot. Who was the director?" I asked again, getting annoyed that he ignored my question.
"You think Pein is hot, and you weren't paying attention to me, the main character, at all? You seriously didn't recognize me?" Again, he didn't answer my question. It was obvious he was mad.
"I said no, sorry! Are you going to answer my question or not?" I pouted.
I saw Madara look away with a blush on his cheeks. Heh. Cute.
"Deidara Iwa. He was the director, one of my friends actually. He directed those movies you said were your favorite." Madara finally answered.
"Cool. H-hey, why is the room spinning?" I clutched my head in my hands, feeling the room spin.
"… Shit." I heard Madara say, as I fell to the floor before blacking out.
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