Saane - Bawahaha, I love you so much, girl. You're a trip. Thanx for hanging in there since the beginning and waiting for the new version to come out. So loyal, glad you like it. I been meaning to ask you….would you like to be in my KH story? Since well I pretty much decided to rewrite for you. Since somebody deleted the old one from the site. -_- Maybe you can be Y/N's sidekick or something….I will squeeze you in there somewhere. If you up for it….hit me in a pm with a short character description: Name, Looks, Personality. I an looking to update that story soon. =)
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Vixen - Konoha - Vixen
Recap:
"Having fun, you two?" Tayuya gave Anko a knowing look.
"Hah…you can say that," a very fluster Anko responded. You laughed.
"Well, sorry to interrupt this little dance, but the Uchihas are here, Y/n. I suggest you go handle them. And you, Anko, get up on stage," without waiting a for response, she left.
"I guess all this ass isn't just for show then, huh? Got your ass sweating n' shit," You teased before grabbing your order pad and leaving.
Anko growled, "You think you funny, huh?"
You started making your way to the couch, where the three mysterious men lay await for you.
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Those wide hips switched in a unintended matter as a pair of long, shapely legs promptly lead the way to the guest that you were ordered to serve. There was that infinite pep in your step that would of lead others to believe that you were endless ray of sunshine, problem free, and all was good in the world-well, in your world, at least. That was partly true, you always did hold a upbeat, optimistic attitude towards things and thought there was some good on the world. But you were far from problem-more like you had ninety-nine problems and a bitch(es) were one, too.
"Hi," you pulled out your notepad and a gave a childlike smile, "Welcome to After Life! My name is Y/N and I will be your hostess this evening."
The smile you gave could smelt the heart any coldhearted man around, it was innocent and genuine. Your wild, bright red, ( think Rihanna-omg, her hair turns me on - LOL! '_' ) curly hair was tied up in a high bun that sat on your crown. There were a couple tendrils hanging out the nape your neck, oh, so, delicately and a hair band held you bangs out of face. That helped a little bit in adding some maturity to your oval shaped, dimple-sporting, baby face. Soft, almond shaped amethyst toned eyes stood out almost immediately against your radiant deep caramel skin tone, much thanks to sun-bathing in the warm California sun almost all year long.
Shifting your weight to one leg again, damn those blasted heels to Hell, you continued, "Can I offer you gentlemen something to drink while you wait for Azuma?"
After seconds of silence had gone by, the man with the grandpa hair decided to speak up, "Uh…yes, can we get two bottles of Cristal, please?"
His rich, velvety voice seemed to dance along the air and into your ears. You couldn't help gaze a little longer than you necessarily should have at the man. He held a air of mystery around him, and not to mention dude was drop dead sexy. He had to be in his late twenties, you guessed twenty-nine at the most. His heterochromatic eyes met yours, when you noticed his face bore a scar over his left eye. It adding another level of attractiveness, in your opinion.
Man, if somebody had left the two of us in a run by yourselves, guarantee, there would have been some heavy furniture moving in that piece. His two friends look good-Hell, they can join, too. Ha!
You smirked at your recent thought then came back to reality. Your vibrant purple eyes grow big for a moment and you shook your head in shame.
Oh, God, look at me. I sound so pathetic….I guess that's what happens when you haven't been laid in over a year. But, Hell, that was by choice. My body was a damn temple and I won't let any swamp rat inside. Right? Right! Wrong, maybe you are just too extremely picky, and want too much out of the opposite sex. Live a little, you are acting like a old prude. Wait, why am I having this conversation with myself? Shut the hell up inner me-you know nothing! Yeah, okay, right-I'll shut up then…just to let you know I am rolling my eyes at you.
"Excuse me, Y/n, but are you okay?" The man with the long raven hair pulled back asked with the look of no interest whatsoever.
Feeling a your cheeks burn a little for getting caught during one of your awkward moments, you nodded, making a mental note of the order, "Erm, yeah, I am fine. Is that all for you?" You asked, tilting your head to the side.
"Yes…that is all," the eldest of the bunch concluded. They watch you leave their area. "Well, that was cute, she blushed," Kakashi chucked.
"Cute?" Sasuke arched a brow in question. "I thought she was a bit off. Why are all the hot ones mental cases or freaks?" He rolled his eyes.
"Why are you complaining, Sasuke? Being that they're a bit off hasn't stopped you from courting them in the past. You always thought more with your cock than brains." Itachi gladly pointed out.
Sasuke gave his older brother a nasty glare at his remark. Yes, it was true, but he didn't have to point it out like the asshole he is. Deciding against retaliation Sasuke decided to keep his mouth shut, for once. Not that he had any dirt on his older brother anyways. Itachi was always the perfect child-the pride and joy of the Uchiha family. Sasuke was always second best at everything when it came to his older brother.
"Whatever, she still looks a bit touched." Sasuke said in conclusion.
"And beautiful." Kakashi stated.
"Very…" Itachi added, then smirked. "You must be interested, little brother," he smirked.
"What?"
"I think Itachi may be onto something, you always complain and point out distasteful things in something that draws your interest immensely." Kakashi pointed out.
"Okay, gentlemen, here we go," You placed bucket down on the low table in front of them, it was filled with ice and the two chilled bottles of Cristal they ordered. In the other hand you placed down the tray of champagne glasses, "Hope I didn't keep you three waiting long."
"Here, let me get that." Sasuke insisted, as he saw you reaching for a bottle.
"No, sir, I got it, really." You responded politely.
"No, let me do it, you probably don't even know what you are doing." Sasuke said, in a minor disrespect.
You beat him to the punch, by gracefully grabbing the bottle out by it's neck. "Nah, playa, I got this. Relax." You said with an air of confidence. Sasuke all but snorted at you.
"Yeah, okay, have at it."
You gave a mock snort, "I will," You countered. Wow, he's a cocky one.
The men three sat, watching you still grip the champagne by it's neck and tilting it to the side.
"What are you doing? That's not how yo-"
You cut the hot headed man off, "Chill, man. Will you let me do my job? I think I know what I am doing."
A fake smile spread across your face to assure the arrogant man you meant no disrespect towards him though he didn't show any towards you moments before. But sometimes you just hated when uppity types try to tell you what to do and how to do it. Like you don't know any better. The other two men sat there with smirks on their faces, probably from amusement, watching the blow by blow.
"She is a feisty one." Itachi said.
"Indeed." Grandpa hair cosigned.
Pulling the small towel you had placed over your shoulder, you draped it over the tilted bottle. Gripping the cork from outside the towel with your hand. You gently twisted the Cristal bottle, not the cork, giving off a loud "popping" sound. You removed the towel along with the cork and smiled at your expertise. It had came off clean with none of the precious, golden liquid shooting out like a fountain, ultimately being wasted. Taking a glass into your hand, you filled it up and handed it to Itachi, followed by Kakashi, then you got to Sasuke and smiled.
"See, I told you I had it covered."
"Hn." that was all the escaped from the young man. Not admitting outwardly that he was impressed by the "touched" girl.
"I have never seen you around here. Are you new?"
You looked at, who you guessed, was Mr. Arrogant's relative, and shook your head, "Nope. I been working here for almost two years now."
"Oh, really? Hmm, we've have never seen you here before. I find it hard to…overlook someone as eye-catching as you," Kakashi opening flirted.
You smiled, fighting off the burning sensation in your cheeks, "Well, I mainly work the lower floor, and I could say the same thing to you, umm…"
"Oh," the man cleared his throat, "How rude of us. We didn't introduce ourselves. My name is Kakashi Hatake and this is Itachi," pointing at Mr. ponytail next to him, "And Sasuke Uchiha," nodding over at the little snob, "We are old acquaintances of your boss, Asuma."
"Ah, I see…" You responded, surprisingly at lost of words at time.
"So, do you enjoy working here?" Itachi questioned, as he admired your uniform that complimented your curves in all the right ways.
Those black nylon leggings those gripped your broad hips and ample thighs. It also gave an amazing view of your luscious apple shaped bottom, that made one want to take a bite out of it. Your upper half was covered in nothing but a form-fitting, cropped, black vest that covered modest chest; showing off your flat, tight stomach. The outfit was completed with a black tie around your neck, that was tucked inside your vest.
You give Itachi a indifferent look, "It's okay. Pays the bills….sorta. So, I can't really complain, I guess."
"Hn." was his only response, as if he was processing over what you just said.
"Well, If you ever get tired of your job here, you can always come work for us anytime," the one named Kakashi said in a playful matter, sipping his drink.
You chuckled a bit, "It depends…can I catch a bus there from Konoha. My car finally croaked. I can barely make it to here on time."
"Ahh, that does sound like a pretty long ride to The Hills on a bus," Kakashi said, doubtingly, "But, I am sure we could of worked something out, if you chose to join our team."
"Like that would ever happen. Asuma has me on a pretty tight leash, he would never let his 'best hostess' go." You rolled your eyes in emphasis and laughed.
"That's too bad. You would of great addition for us." Itachi said, in his nonchalant tone.
"Yeah, too bad." You reiterated. Looking from the corner of your eye's, you noticed the younger Uchiha staring at you. He was eerily quiet.
"Sorry to bother you all, but Asuma is ready to see you now." Tayuya interrupted.
"Thank you, Tayuya," Itachi stood up," It was nice meeting you, Y/n. We look forward to seeing you again."
"Yes, it was a pleasure." Kakashi copied Itachi's actions.
"You are very welcome, gentlemen." You said, with a small bow of the head in respect.
As expected, you didn't expect the younger Uchiha to acknowledge you. Did you care? No. Assholes don't appear on your radar. The trio left with Tayuya to Asuma's office.
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"What do you mean you don't have none to offer?"
The meeting between the men had been going on for over half an hour already. Things were going as smoothly as one who had expected it to.
Asuma sighed, "It is as I said before Sasuke. Business has slowed down at the club lately. So, I had no reason to hire more girls to work here. Meaning I can't spare giving any of my employees over to work for you."
"Bullshit, Asuma. Business doesn't seem slow to me from down there." Sasuke nudged over at the glass window, looking out to the first level of the club, that was overly crowded.
The broad man only gave a lop-sided frown, "I'm sorry, but I have said my piece."
"You wouldn't be making things up now, would you, Asuma?" Kakashi questioned, their long time associate.
"Because we know you have a past history of bailing out on things; when you feel like what you're getting isn't sufficient enough anymore." Itachi knowingly said.
"No, gentlemen, that is not the case. I am really just short-handed on staff right now…" Asuma played off their accusation.
"You sure?" Kakashi pressed, as if wanting the man to come clean, while he still had a chance.
"Yes."
The three men just stared at him, quietly. Quiet wasn't good. It always meant something was up, "Okay, then."
"Okay?" Asuma repeated Itachi, uneasily.
"That is what I said, didn't I?" Itachi said in a eerily tone.
-knock, knock….…knock, knock,….BANG, BANG, BANG-
There was a small, polite knock at the door, after a moment it turned into an earnest one. Then it evolved into all out banging, like the police were on the other side, when no one answered. The heated discussion was forced into a minor standstill-much to Asuma's fortune.
"Come in!" Asuma shouted.
The wide door swung open with force, smacking the wall behind it; in came Anko and you shortly afterwards.
"What the hell are you doing? Banging on Asuma's fucking door like you're Five-O. Do you wanna die? You know he keeps heat on him twenty-four-seven." You whispered at your friend's dumb actions.
Anko rolled her eyes at you, "Girl, please, stop being so damn scary. Asuma ain't gon' do shit," she continues to walk in like she owned the place, "Damn, Asuma its about time you let a bitch in….having me stand out there looking straight stupid." Anko's annoyed tone filled the room.
Asuma's brow twitched from the wild banshee's endless shrieking, "What do you want, Anko?"
Coming up to stand by your loud friend's side, you noticed he was still in the meeting, when you looked over and saw Itachi and Sasuke seated in the large leather seats before Asuma's desk. Kakashi stood silently, behind them.
"Aww, my bad, we didn't mean to intrude," you elbowed Anko in her side for the second time tonight, she glared back at you in return, "I told Anko you were still probably busy Asuma, so we'll just wait outs-"
"Fuck that…I am tired, hungry, sweaty, annoyed and bloated. Probably because my period is starting right and its unfortunate for me that I don't have any tampons on me right now. So, I will probably end up soaking my panties in the sink overnight to get the stains out," you couldn't help but snort in a mild laughter at her complaining, "Now, all we want to do is get our checks for the week and be out of this hell hole. Can you do that for us, Boss man?"
Asuma sighed and stood up from his seat, "Fine, if that will shut your damn hole in your head. Excuse me," he said before he made his way to the backdoor, that stood guarded by his bodyguard, of his office. With a small nod the tall guard with dark blue spiky hair, he opened the door and Asuma went inside.
You sat your duffle bag down on the floor, the insides held your uniform, heels, purse and other smalls belongings you kept on you inside of it. At the moment you were dressed in casual attire-a pair of loose fitting baggy faded jeans, that hung from your hips nicely. The jeans embellished self-made slits at the thighs and holes in knee area. A cropped purple baby tee with the words, "Fuck You" in white bold print, of course, you had matching pair of purple and white high top sneaks to complete it. The high bun that was once tied up in your hair was not let down into a high pony, wild red curls kissed your shoulders.
"See, that's how you handle business, bitch," Anko began as sat on top of Asuma's desk, her back facing the three men, completely ignoring them, "Don't let Asuma think you're some soft ass bitch, thinking he can run you. You see how I got that ass down on lock." She laughed at her remark.
"You are really sick in the head, you know that?" You shook your head and chuckled softly, making your way behind your boss's desk, towards the horizontal windows that were peering over the clubs first floor. Those medium length, natural, manicured neon pink nails of yours lightly rapped against the glass, as you let out a small yawn in the quiet room, "I am sooo burnt out." You said lowly to no one particular.
You turned around to lean against the glass and when suddenly your phone vibrated in your back pocket. You pulled it out and touched the screen, it indicated you had just received a text. You smiled and put those delicate thumb pads to work against the screen.
"Umm," Anko clears her throat, "Who is texting my woman at three in the damn morning?" She was clearly aware of the ears listening behind her and it amused her. She smirked at you.
Thumbs pausing for a brief moment, you looked up at Anko and the others before you and grinned, "None of your damn business. Now, shut up. And I told you already, I am not your woman and never will be."
"Hmph," she rolled her eyes once again, it was her favorite thing to do, as you can tell, "We'll see."
"I hope your stay at the club tonight a comfortable one," you said before pressing the send button, replacing your phone in its previous place and smiled naturally at Kakashi and them.
Right when it looked like Kakashi was about to respond, Anko shot off at the mouth again.
"Damn, why are you staring at her like that, huh?"
The brunette's body shifted off of the desk and towards the guard at the backroom, "I swear, every time we come in here, Kisame, you are always, always staring at Y/n; like you want to fucking eat her."
Sasuke snorted in minor amusement at the comment, the guard shot Anko a murderous gaze. Nothing possibly good to come from that kind of look. The silent man puffed out his chest, as if he was ready to take action against the petite woman.
"Oh, so, you gonna puff out like your chest a bit like some hard ass. What? You wanna beat my ass?" She challenged the man, blind of any fear, "We all know you ain't gonna do shit, Ki-sa-me. You need to sit yo' big nonproductive ass down somewhere. And stop making a fool out of yourself." She laughed.
You laughed a bit, "Anko leave Kisame alone, he's cool people. He is just watching my back."
She continues to fire shots at the man, "More like stalking your ass to me. Forever coming in here wearing that look that clearly screams, 'Raper Man Face', every time you walk past him." She shakes her head in shame.
Itachi proved to hold a mild amusement at the situation before him. Kakashi stood, looking bored as usual.
You held a surprised look on your face, trying to suppress a the laughter from inside. You had always known Kisame had a thing for you, but you were never interested in the fellow.
"Here," a baritone voice called out, "Take your checks and get the hell out of my office, you two." Asuma exclaimed.
"Finally, you old geezer," Anko snatches her check and grins. "Took you long enough."
"Thanks, Big daddy, Asuma," you said cutely, as he handed the a small envelope to you, looking inside at it's contents, you begun to frown. "Asuma….what the fudge, bro?" Trying to be respectful in of his guest, "This is only a weeks worth of pay. We get paid every two weeks."
"I know, but I decided to deducted the amount you already owed me from that advance I gave you, that you claimed to be so in dire need of, last month." The man held his hands in his pockets and took a puff of the cigarette the hung lazily from his lips.
"Yeah, because I was a couple payments late on my rent back then. Just like I am going to be late on this month's because of the stunt you just pulled now." you said, desperately.
"Hey, I am sorry, Y/N, but times are hard here. I can't afford to give hand me outs left and right anymore."
"Damn, that is cold, Asuma." Anko gave him a stank look.
"Look, don't make me out to be the bad guy here." Asuma resorted.
"Too late," you said with a sigh, "You already did, Asuma. I swear one of these days I am going to up and quit on this place."
"You've been saying that since you first got hired here, Kid. Still calling the bluffs, I see." he gave a lopsided grin.
This had to be of the most embarrassing moments of you life at the moment. You had to resort to almost begging your boss, in front of a group of strangers-that probably had one opinion of you already, but probably change at this point in time, to give you some extra money to pay off your bills, so you can keep a roof over you head. Never have you felt so….low before in your life. You did your best to keep your cool and refused to lash out or show any anger towards the man that stood before you.
"Whatever, Asuma," Shaking your head and signaling Anko that it was time to leave, you grabbed your duffel bag from the floor and shifted your gaze back toward the group of men, who were looking back at your retreating form, "This time I mean it, Asuma. I really quit." your tone was easy-void of any emotion at the moment. "You don't pay me enough to deal with this bullshit."
That night, you stepped out of the doors of, Club: After Life, for what would be your last time. Ever.
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Okay, that is all for this chapter you guys. Sorry for possibly the major spelling and grammar this chapter. I am up at crack head hours because I am sick and can't sleep and I needed to get something out to yall. So went on and did it.
On happier notes, the new season of Degrassi premieres tomorrow…..well technically today, lol. So, I am geeked about that. But anywho, hope you liked it this chapter. =D
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