A/N: I hope this clears the confusion some of you may have felt after the first chapter – that's the reason you get the second chapter today :)

Everybody lies - Chapter Two

Not two weeks later her encounter with the silver haired male Naruto found herself in a dress that cost too much, with a hair-do that took too much time and at a party she shouldn't be invited to. Needless to say she didn't like it.

'Come on, Naruto, stop looking so irritated.'

'I would, Sakura', she said lightly before her tone became serious and cold, 'if I stopped feeling irritated.'

The pink haired girl next to her looked unsatisfied, but didn't complain anymore. She knew better than to get on the blond's nerves and instead walked through the room to their seats, Naruto on her heels. The blond behind her looked around with keen eyes, analyzing everyone who she came across. They were all the same – businessmen and/or people who were born rich. It just drove home why she shouldn't be here, why she didn't belong here. And fuck, she didn't want to be here.

They were sitting on the table with the Uchiha family as the one who invited them was the University director – Uchiha Madara, the richest man alive. And he was damn good looking for his age, too, but Naruto knew it were the family genes. And she loathed the fact.

Arriving at the table, they both greeted the man respectfully, just as every good student would do in their position. When they looked at the other people around the table, she heard her friend next to her whisper 'Sasuke-kun' and the blond looked at the pink haired woman with a raised eyebrow. 'Who?', she asked. When Sakura turned towards her with a shocked expression on her face she wished she hadn't asked. This face always was followed with one of her rants.

And she starting she did with one. 'I don't think it's possible that there is a people alive who doesn't know who Uchiha Sasuke is, he is-'

'If I think about it', the blond interrupted rudely with drawl, her voice cold, just like her blue eyes, 'I am not interested in it.' She sat down, Sakura next to her with a slight pout on her face.

'Still as blunt as ever, I see.' She knew the voice and slowly, almost dreadful, her gaze went to the man who had spoken. He would take over the university in a year – she will make sure to be out of it by then. The man liked to mess with heads and because she was the only one who didn't fall for his little games he loved to talk with her.

Thing was, she had better things to do – such as to study and work. 'Itachi-kun', she said with fake cheerfulness before she smirked at him, an Uchiha-smirk no less. 'Still as annoying as ever, I hear.'

Sakura gasped and looked horrified at the blond, asking herself how she could speak like that with an Uchiha.

However, the male with long hair laughed at her words. 'It seems you didn't lose your temper.' He leaned forward, laying both his elbows on the table. 'That's good, I like that about you.' Both of them was aware that the whole table – name Sakura, Sasuke and Madara – were watching and listening to the conservation.

For Naruto it was clear he tried to get into her head and it was so god damn embarrassing that he got Sakura blushing, being able to manipulate her without trying. 'Really?', she asked in fake surprise, planting a hand on her cheek, concealing a part of her face in her hand. She faked to be ravished by him, blinking with her long dark eyelashes, her blue eyes sparkling with amusement, smiling shyly at him. 'I would like it better if you lost that bastard-ness you are so proud of.'

'I know you like it, Naruto; I can see it in your eyes.' His voice was a purr now and his warm brown eyes were crying seduction.

A sensual smile made its way on her face; she let her hand fall down and she leaned towards him a little bit, making him believe she was interested in him. And then she burst his bubble. 'Do they tell you that I slept with my former high school teacher last night, too?'

Itachi blinked, the man Sakura called Sasuke choked on his drink, Sakura next to her gasped and Madara on the other side of her laughed loudly, clearly amused.

She grinned at the shocked Uchiha. 'Kidding, Itachi-kun', she told him, winking at him, and just as he picked up his drink to cool himself down and went to swallow she continued, 'it was last week.' It made him choke just like the man next to him only a second before.

With a smirk Naruto leaned back and looked at her director. 'You own me money, old man.' Her voice was relaxed and one could hear out the self-satisfaction.

An impressed expression was on the old face. 'Astonishing, Naruto', he complimented. The oldest Uchiha on the table opened his mouth to speak further but another male voice was faster.

'Maa maa, Naruto-chan, be nice', he chided her amused, smiling softly at the blond. As soon as she heard his voice she had stood up and threw herself in his arms. He petted her head lovingly, getting odd looks from everyone on the table.

'Naruto… who is that?', came the hesitant question from Sakura, still a little overwhelmed by the whole thing right now.

Looking back at her pink haired friend she smirked as looked back to him, tip toed and kissed the corner of his lips – she knew he didn't mind the contact. 'He was my high school teacher', she explained when she looked again at the table, her eyes intent.

Every single person on the table gazed at the two who still had each other in the arm. For a while there was tension in the air before Hiruzen chuckled. 'The high school teacher joke, eh? Should have known, you vixen.' Pure amusement was in his kind voice, telling them that it was just a gag. But then he became serious once again, this time however for a different reason. 'Actually I came here to ask the lovely lady for a dance.' He went as far as bowing before her and extending his hand towards her, making the blond laugh softly.

'It would be my pleasure, Hiruzen-kun', she winked at him as she took his hand let him lead her away.

Stupefied the youngest Uchiha looked at his older brother and his grandfather.

'Uzumaki Naruto, eighteen years old and the only scholarship student we ever had. She's not only beautiful, as you probably noticed by now. She's skipping class after class and in one year she will be down with her master in politics', the director bragged.

'She's astonishing, brother. But she also built up so many walls that getting her to trust someone one needs investigate a lot of time.'

His dark eyes searched for the blond woman and his gaze followed her as she danced with the grey haired man who was old enough to be her grandfather, laughing.

'She has a very bubbly personality, however as soon as she's in the presence of too many important people she gets very cold and composed. It's like a switch', Sakura now explained.

'Also', the oldest of the three Uchiha said, 'she has absolutely no respect for the Uchiha name. While hatred may be over the top, she dislikes all Uchiha until they prove otherwise.'

Sasuke hummed to tell them he listened even with his eyes were still on the blond.

After that the pink haired woman asked the dark haired young man some questions and giggled and blushed a bit until the blond came back and sat down. It confused the young man a little bit that Sakura shut up as soon as the other woman came into hearing range. Said woman only glanced at her once before she sighed and shrugged. 'You're still blushing, Sakura', she explained, as if it meant something, 'so just don't be too loud, alright?' And then the older woman started to talk to the Uchiha once more.

With an annoyed expression on his face he turned to the woman who just didn't get that he wasn't interested, when the blond suddenly looked to him. 'Sakura', she said, her companion instantly looking at her, 'I don't think the boy is interested no matter what you will give him so why don't you get over your crush on him and go on a date with Sai?' Her voice was quite but sharp. She was like the voice of reason.

With a pout on her full lips the older of the two women looked at her. 'But Sai is in love with you!'

Naruto couldn't help but snort at that comment. 'Yeah, that's the reason he calls me dickless.' She leaned back and looked up. 'He's a little awkward with women, Sakura, and I am helping him. He's always drawing you, so give him at least a chance. Sasuke-kun here isn't interested.'

If there was one thing everybody could trust in it was Naruto's intuition. 'He's here tonight, right? I am going to search him to –' She stopped talking when the blond pointed in a, for her, random way. 'Naruto?', she asked with furrowed brows.

'He's that way. With his adoptive father, Danzō. Tell his old man I said hi and I will be free after the Exams to come by.'

Surprised the pink haired woman looked at her before she let out a light laugh. 'You're doing it again, right?' While she shook her head softly Sakura stood up and went towards the direction Naruto had pointed out for her, quickly finding spoken about young man, not noticing the dazed blue eyes that followed her. The blond, whose eyes followed her friend, was in her own world as saw how Sakura began to talk to the dark haired male.

'You're doing it again, right?', the high voice of a little girl asked, exasperated, with both of her hands on her hips, looking up at her father, demanding an answer.

The blond man laughed at his little daughter amused, a soft expression on his handsome face. 'I am only doing what's best for you.'

He always said that when she was angry with him. It would calm her down enough to listen to his reasons.

'Naruto?', suddenly a dark male voice interrupted her memory and she turned her head to the speaker. There was concern in the dark eyes and for a moment it weren't the eyes of Uchiha Itachi, but his uncle's with a disgusting crazy grin on his face, a bloody knife in his hands, the dead bodies of her parents to his feet. A cold mask of indifference came over her pretty face at the image and she stood up. 'I'm going to the bathroom.' With that she fled from the table full of Uchihas.

When she came back the son of her director, Uchiha Fugaku, and his beautiful wife, Mikoto, had arrived. The man looked up when he heard her near the table and froze for a second. But she just came closer, towards them. Respectfully she bowed and extended her hand for him to take, acting as if they didn't know each other already. 'It is a pleasure to meet you, Uchiha-san. My name is Uzumaki Naruto.' The man composed himself and took her hand.

'Uchiha Fugaku', he answered politely and made a hand gesture to the dark haired woman next to him. 'She's my wife, Mikoto.'

'Good evening', she greeted with a cool expression, giving away no emotion.

'I am sure you already know my two sons, Itachi and Sasuke', he further introduced his family. Her eyes darted to the two dark haired men, smiling faintly at Itachi.

'If I was honest I would rather not know Itachi', she mocked the older male and the male with long hair chuckled lightly at the joke. 'The younger of two however I only met today.'

'Ah', the father of the two brothers said, unusually polite towards the blond woman who sat down in her seat between Sakura and Madara. 'He is the singer of the band… how did you call yourself again?' His head turned to his youngest son who was surprised that the man took that much interest in him suddenly.

'Taka, father, we call ourselves "Taka".'

Fugaku smiled faintly as the blond woman smirked at the name.

'If you want to I will let you meet them.' It was the velvet tone of Uchiha Sasuke who talked to her the first time this evening and it was clear what he tried: It was pitifully obvious. So she made herself ready to tell him no, but then the pink haired woman on her side tucked at her dress. With a sigh she gave in and shrugged nonchalant.

'When Sakura can come with me', she said.

All the young Uchiha did was smirk.