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Star-Crossed Worlds

.;;: Chapter Two: Fists Of Fury:;;.

Sasuke and Naruto continued their sprint and caught up with Yahime in a few short moments.

She's going pretty fast-even in heels, Sasuke thought unconsciously watching her move.

They came to an elevator that was just arriving, looking at each other the three plied inside.

"You two again. Am I going to have to give you an autograph?" she said sarcastically.

Sasuke smirked, "I wouldn't want your autograph even if your name was printed on my ass—"

"Okay, anyway so what are you doing here Yahime? I thought you were signed to White Phoenix Records," The blonde said starting conversation and scratching his head in unease.

"Well my manager wanted me to branch out and sell out a few concerts with my fellow teen artists. I'm here to meet the most successful artist in the company, probably one with manners," she growled at Sasuke. "Anyway, it's nice to see you again Naruto-wait you're that heir aren't you? The self-proclaimed king of ramen." Yahime giggled, completely turning the conversation away from Sasuke, again. She knew she was pissing him; the thing about it she was doing it pretty smoothly without being to rude.

"Your dad owns all of those hotels along the coast and throughout the world right? Minato," Yahime inferred.

"Yeah, a lot of people don't notice me though when I'm next to moody over here," Naruto pointed to Sasuke lying through his teeth.

Liar, you get chased almost as much as I do; Sasuke rolled his eyes at the unbelievable ease at which Naruto had lied.

"Sure you do; it looks pretty difficult not to pay attention when your hair is loudest thing in the room," Yahime said calling his lie.

"Hahaha," Naruto laughed showing his choppers.

The elevator halted to a stop and Yahime was the first to exit, "This is where I get off see, you two later."

They were one the tenth floor, and Sasuke thought about the coincidence of them having to go to the same floor. The two guys stepped out and continued to their destination. Oddly they were heading in the same direction; This is too much of a coincidence, Sasuke thought.

Yahime turned around irritated as she stopped at the glass door; his glass door. Yahime's head jerked to them in an almost graceful matter; her eyes were wide as the scene was settling in. It all finally dawned on him; the reason he bumped into one of White Phoenix's artists, the reason they got in the same elevator to the same floor, and the reason they were standing at the same damn door.

Sasuke glanced at the door; it was mocking him. If it had a mouth it would say 'You are so fucking screwed Sasuke, to the very pits of hell, you are damned and I'm going to laugh as long as I want about it. You are the biggest jackass ever born, and now prepare to meet the manager from hell! Hahahahahahahaha…..'

"Oh hell," Naruto gasped.

Sasuke thought 'oh hell' was an understatement. He didn't fear working with her just because she didn't really like all too well, he could work with that; it's her manager, she was crazy! Sasuke wasn't frightened by anyone but she had the monstrous strength of like sixty men put together.

Sasuke shrugged it off, might as well get it over with. He reached around Yahime and opened the door for them to enter. She looked at him surprised and he flexed a brow letting her know it was a kind of a peace treaty. Yahime smiled brightly and accepted his plea; she knew how relentless her manager could be, she'd bury him if so much as slammed the door in her face.

He composed himself and whipped himself devoid of all emotions. Sasuke needed his poker face if he were to get through this day without being traumatized.

They all stepped into the room and he went to his usual head of the table chair. There were very few people in the room; ten counting him and Naruto.

Kakashi directed Yahime to sit facing Sasuke, "You again." She said jokingly with a harmless smile.

Kakashi raised his eyebrows put did not push them. Two women can to stand behind Yahime but Kakashi gestured for them to take the two seats on her right and left.

One woman, the manager was a blonde woman in a too tight skirt, whose blouse couldn't contain her unnaturally large breasts. She was the dreadful, fire breathing Tsunade; the she beast in human form.

The other woman who sat on the opposite of Tsunade was Arame Ishidou, she was darker skinned than Yahime; a copper like brown. She was the image consultant, and she too took no shit. Her hair was in a bob and her yellow eyes stared at Sasuke with a dull expression. Sasuke groaned, these two…

"You two are late," Kakashi said acknowledging the obvious. "Now..." Kakashi took the seat to the right of Sasuke and waved off the rest of the people who were still lingering after the meeting had finished, "We have decided to have you two appearances in public together-you know as friends. Each of you barely hangs out with other singers, so this will help you with that and will keep you ever present in each other's fans heads. When one mentions one the other will come to mind."

It sounded pretty sane to Sasuke so he didn't object, however; he looked over at the three facing them and saw no objections. So far, so good, that woman hasn't said anything, he thought.

Naruto came to sit beside him and said, "Sasuke, who's that old lady with the fake chest?"

"Crap!" Sasuke said slamming his hand to his head.

There was short scuffling sound and Naruto's body hit the wall behind Sasuke with a loud bang. Sasuke didn't have to look up to see Tsunade jumping over him to get to the blonde idiot.

Caveman my ass.

Tsunade's fist was about slam into Naruto's face when he ducked and the already huge hole got bigger. This was not what Sasuke expected to happen.

"Wait! I said you were a bold lady! And I was envious of you because I don't have any my-self!" Naruto lied as her other fist halted to a stop before it hit its mark. What an idiot.

"Oh, well carry on," Tsunade spoke fixing her dress and shirt, "That's completely different."

She returned to her usual spot and Yahime shrugged her shoulders and asked, "Is anything broken Naruto? My manager can be a tad bit passionate at times."

Passionate wasn't the word, maybe the intent to kill would fit the situation better.

"Naruto, go stand outside please," spoke Kakashi with a smile on his face, "We wouldn't want yet another misunderstanding," Kakashi then turned to the people in the room that they could now fully see through Tsunade's rampage on the wall, "You may want to go to another room. We're all quite excited about having Sasuke and Yahime working together."

"So tomorrow, the three of you will go to Yahime's benefit concert and spend some quality time together," Kakashi said glancing from Yahime to Sasuke and stole a quick glance at Tsunade who nodded in agreement.

"Well I guess that should be enough excitement for one day, we'll you all tomorrow," Arame said ending the two hour long meeting.

Yahime thought about it, it wouldn't be so bad to spend a few hours at a time with him; even though he practically tried to kill her.

There was a banging on the glass door and Sora bounded into the room all happy and her usual go-lucky self. Her big dark pink eyes lit up as she came into the room and pulled to stop beside Yahime and pulled her into a bone crushing hug. Yahime was now used to the damage her little body could cause though and was not surprised when the girl hugged her. It was after all her usual greeting. Sora's long light pink pig tails swung back and forth as she jumped up and down in excitement.

"Finally the meeting is over! We were waiting for you in the privet section but moody pants and Miki got bored and went to sit outside-how mean of them!" Sora pouted crossing her arms and doing a puppy-dog face. She gazed around, "Oh, so he's the hottie they gave you. You always get the best looking artists." Sora said with a sly look on her face.

Yahime rolled her eyes, "Go tell the driver to pull the car around-I'll be out in a few and tell Yumiki that I said she can't be rude to you anymore." Yahime finished with a smile. Though she and Sora were both seventeen Sora still would sometimes act like a baby. Whining and throwing fits; and of course being a sister to Yahime in the process. But I already have my own little sister to deal with; it still was no problem for her she needed her friend, she would always be there when she needed her.

Sora skipped off and turned a corner. Tsunade gathered her stuff and told her she'd be on her way shortly. Finally she was free to leave and give moody-pants that home cooked dinner she promised him; though she knew he'd be the one to cook it, Yahime would take forever just to do the simplest of meals. She smiled to her-self at the thought of it; Wasn't I the one who taught him how to cook in the first place?

Kakashi dismissed them and Yahime was the first one out of the door and was soon followed by the arrogant Sasuke and the ever so happy Naruto.

They arrived at the elevator that brought them into this situation and the doors slid open and the three made their way inside.

"How about we all start over, stranger," Yahime said with a playful smile. She couldn't be mad at him since he reminded her so much of 'Mr. Moody-pants', "It's only fitting."

He smirked and gave her a, "Hn."

"Yahime Akairi, pleased to make your acquaintance," she spoke extending her hand as if they were signing a pact of some sort.

"Sasuke Uchiha, I'm sure you've heard of me," Sasuke replied with intentional cockiness. She rolled her eyes and thought about doing the same to Naruto but they had gotten along fine it was her and the Uchiha they had started off on the wrong foot; now we can try to be friends, she thought. He shook her and released it.

"So now that we're friends, do I get my apology?" she asked raising an eye brow and giving a slight smile though she wanted to start laughing.

The entire time her and the Uchiha were going back and forth, she knew she couldn't smile the situation didn't call for it; all the same it was probably one of the hardest things she has ever had to do. Not smiling wasn't in her vocabulary. She knew not to smile at funerals but her mother had always told her, "A smile could save someone's life; it could be that one gesture of kindness that could keep them from jumping off that building or from giving up on the world; the one thing that could keep them fighting…"

Moody-pants had told her that she was a goody-two-shoes, that it was an inescapable fate; that she'd be happy her whole life. She smiled at the memories; he was so much like Sasuke though they were completely different.

Sasuke gave her his signature smirk and leaned in close to her ear, "Not on your life, princess." He pulled back and she rolled her eyes, you can't win them all.

She turned to face the elevator door and in the reflection saw the Uchiha smirk victorious and say to the blonde, "Give me back my thunder." Yahime held in her laughter and pretended not to hear.

"Ugh!" Naruto shuffled through his pockets and emerged with what looked like nothing at all, "I'm going to miss you buddy." Naruto sobbed and placed the said 'thunder' in his companion's hands. Sasuke smirked again and Yahime couldn't help but laugh to her-self. They were so cute! What they did was pretty immature, yes; but she enjoyed their little game all the same. The two reminded her of moody-pants and Sora's relationship; always at edge but never seeming to fall. She liked the vibe she got off of the two; they made her rethink her preconceptions.

Yahime smiled to her-self, these two-are incredible!

Yahime's limo pulled to a stop just outside and the driver rushed to open her door. She was a few steps away when a voice called out to her, "Yahime!"

She spun were she stood and looked toward the direction of the voice, Sasuke.

"Yes?" she asked with a bright smile.

He looked away from her; when he would obviously, in every other situation, have full eye contact. Sasuke put his hands in the pockets of his dark jeans, and scratched the back of his neck, "I…apologize." She let a smile overtake her and she waltzed up to the Uchiha. He looked at her with an indifferent then puzzled look when she began to get closer. Yahime was at least a half of a head shorter than him even in her three inch strappy heels, still since they were friends—

She stood on her tippy-toes and kissed him on the cheek, his ears looked like they turned red for second but when she looked again they weren't.

She headed back to the car and before slipping in she said, "You're forgiven."

"Aa." The Uchiha replied coolly his face indifferent.

She slid into the limo and shut the door behind her and then rolled down the window to see Naruto waving frantically at her and Sasuke swatted his head.

"Wow, I guess now you have to take my thunder too," Naruto said in an unbelieving tone searching through his pockets.

"Idiot, you lost your thunder ages ago; when Hinata made you her human puppy play thing," Sasuke snickered.

"Aww, Sasuke why do you have to be like that!"

Yahime's vehicle drove away and she could no longer see the two arguing.

"Who was that Yahime?" her male best friend said to her (Mr. Moody-pants in the flesh). "It was the Uchiha wasn't it?"

She nodded, "Since Sasuke and I will have to hang out more; I decided we are all going to have lunch together after my performance. I figured I'd introduce him to my best friends."

She said with a smile starting to play with his long brown hair.

"We?"

She nodded again and was mystified by how he didn't lean down to kiss her forehead or cheek like he usually would. Since they were little kids they'd greet each other with a kiss, something she was used to by now.

Oh well, she thought. She looked over to her little sister asleep on one end of the limo and Sora shrugging her shoulders at her also confused.

"Pftt. The only reason I'm going to go through with this is because you ask me to, but don't expect for use to become friends. I don't like the self-righteous jerk." He said frankly.

She didn't point out that they both were pretty egotistical; she just smiled her smile at him and he gave her his half smile back and placed his arm around her neck. He slid closer to her rested his head on hers for a few short moments.

This is new, she thought.

"I'll try to be civil towards him, but I can't promise you anything," he said rising off of her.

She smiled all she wanted was his compliance. Yahime's thoughts traveled back to her new blonde and raven haired friends.

This friendship could actually work.