A/N: SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT! SCHOOL. ENOUGH SAID. It's been a death trap. AP Stat is hard, and AP Government is tiring, and filling out college applications is like death. Why must I be applying to so many schools?! GRRRRRRRRRR.

I hope you like it. Read and review, please?

Disclaimed: Don't own Naruto. Sorry. Borrowing the characters to write the story.

At eight o'clock in the morning, a wide eyed Sakura arrived for work. She was an entire hour early, but it had never crossed her mind that the firm didn't even open until 9.

So, on her very first day of her new job, Sakura was stuck outside of the locked building.

"This is silly… there is no one here? I mean, come on! Doesn't anyone show up early for work anymore?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Not if they can help it," a deep voice called from behind her. Sakura spun on her heel, only to come face to face with her new boss. Her green eyes took in every inch of his appearance, from his carefully styled hair to his dark, well fitted suit. She knew that he was tall, but it never registered in her mind that he was that much taller than her until now. Her eyes trailed up his body to his face, pale and perfectly shaped. He was, in simple terms, handsome. Incredibly handsome.

Sure, Sakura had seen him before. But she had never been this close, and she had never seen him without at least five women trailing him. She noticed, for the first time, that his eyes were not a dark brown like she had suspected, but an onyx color and right then, his dark eyes gleamed with curiosity. "You are my new secretary, I'm guessing."

Sakura nodded, still too awestruck to speak. She extended her right hand, and took a deep breath. "Sakura Haruno. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Uchiha."

Her new boss smirked as he took her hand, and Sakura could feel her heart begin to beat more urgently than before. "Hello, Miss Haruno. The pleasure is all mine. But if I may ask, why are you here so early?"

An awkward laugh escaped Sakura's lips. "Well, in my old job, getting there early meant that I could be of more help to more people." Sakura went into no further explanation, and Sasuke asked no more questions. He opened the door, and the two of them walked in silence to her office.

"It was nice meeting you, Miss Haruno," Sasuke said as he walked toward his door. "I will call you if I need your help with anything."

He was almost through the door to his office when Sakura called out his name. He turned, expectant, and looked at the pinkette. "Mr. Uchiha," she repeated, her voice calm. "You can call me Sakura instead of Miss Haruno. I'm not used to the formalities quite yet," she added with a small smile. In reality, she just didn't like the way that Miss Haruno sounded as compared to Dr. Haruno, but she knew she couldn't complain.

In response, Sasuke nodded. "Likewise, you can call me Sasuke, as long as you are not in the company of a client. We do have to keep up some appearances of being a law firm, Sakura," he added with a light smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. And with that, he shut the door separating them, leaving Sakura alone in her large office.

To pass the time until either a client or a friend arrived, Sakura decided to familiarize herself with the computer and the things scattered across her desk. The first thing she picked up was a note left by Mrs. Uchiha, with the heading HOW THINGS WORK. Sakura had to smile… from what she had seen of Sasuke's mother, the woman reminded her immensely of Ino. The brash, straight to the point style was obvious in this note.

"1.) Sakura, you will find all of Sasuke's appointments on both the computer and in the black notebook in the top right hand drawer of your desk. I would like you to make note in both places, because we have had incidents where one of Sasuke's many suitors hacked into the system and made an appointment. Likewise, when someone comes in, check both."

Sakura couldn't help but gape at the first note made. One of his many suitors had hacked into the system to see him?

She was beginning to think that in this one job, she had bitten off much more than she could chew.

"2.) Phone calls are to be answered as such: "Uchiha Law Firm, Sasuke Uchiha's office" and screened. Only patch through people who have appointments… If they are making a new one, they do not need to talk to Sasuke. If they are his friends, they have his cell phone number. Speaking of cell phone… Sasuke should soon take you to the store to get you put on the company plan."

"3.) If Sasuke asks you to do something trivial for him, do it anyway. If it's planning a party, plan it. If he asks you to help him with something, help him. This is your job as his personal assistant, after all!"

"4.) Ask Hinata about any questions regarding where something is located. She is here to help you."

"5.) Remember, keep the ladies away from my little boy! I don't want him growing up too fast!"

At the last line, Sakura couldn't help but begin to laugh. This woman was putting a lot of responsibility on Sakura, and it seemed a little ridiculous. Sasuke had to grow up sometime, right?

'And grow up he has,' Sakura thought, her mind wandering to her memory of his face. In an instant, however, she was berating herself for even thinking of her boss in such a way. This was just a mild attraction because he was a handsome man. There was no denying that. And she was a woman. Who was currently unattached to anyone in particular.

This was not good.

The phone rang, shaking Sakura abruptly out of her daydream.

"Uchiha Law Firm, Sasuke Uchiha's office," she said, reading from the paper in front of her.

"Oh my god you sound so official!" Ino squealed through the phone. "I had a break from a customer, and I just had to call. It's your first day of a new job! And working with Shikamaru, Kiba, AND Sai… You lucky girl!

"Ino."

The blonde continued without a pause. "These are some of the hottest bachelors out there! Who knows, maybe you could end up with one of them! I'm pretty sure that Sai has a thing for you."

Sakura sighed. "Ino, please. He does not. We're friends."

"And Sasuke Uchiha! Oh what I wouldn't give to be able to stare at him all day. I bet you have your eyes full with some candy. But then again, I am already 100 percent spoken for…" she let out a sad sigh. "But that does not mean I can't look, am I right? I need to come and visit you!"

As Ino babbled on and on, Sakura's eye twitched dangerously. She rubbed her neck, frustration and annoyance building.

"And not to mention Kiba Inuzuka… he's a little rowdy but that's what makes him sexy, you know? He's like a wild animal on the prowl, and I'd sure love to tame him." The thick, husky tone Ino was using was just a tad bit on the disturbing side.

"Ino," Sakura said, interrupting her spiel about Sakura's co-workers. "First things first, you have a boyfriend. And secondly, I am at work. You should not call me at work. I have, oh you know, work to do. So please, please don't call back unless there is an emergency, and even then you should use my cell phone…"

Ino's eye roll was almost audible. "Fine, whatever. I'll talk to you when you get home." Sakura heard her slight grumbles, and then the phone line went silent.

It took everything in Sakura's power not to slam her head against the desk. For some reason, she got the feeling that today was going to be a very long day.

Two hours later, Sakura was staring at her computer screen, trying to figure out a nice way to kick this girl out of her office.

See, she had stopped the girl from barging into Sasuke's office, and made her sit down in the comfy little chair across from her. Upon asking who she was, the girl simply said, "Yes."

"Yes, what? Your name is not yes."

"How would you know?" The young woman asked, her eyebrow cocked.

Resisting the urge to glare, Sakura took a leaf out of Sai's book and put on the best fake smile she could muster. "Well, you would need another name, at least, for me to be able to find out in Mr. Uchiha's very busy schedule. So, if you wouldn't mind telling me your name, I would be happy to search for it."

"My name Is Nahime Takahe. The last time I talked to Sasuke, he promised to schedule me in for a date sometime, so I should just be able to go in and see him! Why won't you let me into his office, you hag?"

On the inside, Sakura exploded with anger, her mind consumed with images of the woman, who sat with her obviously dyed blue hair and arms crossed over her very small bosom, dying. In many slow, painful ways.

"Mr. Uchiha is very busy with casework and needs his privacy. If you would like, I could call him up right now and see if he would be willing to talk to you."

As she was speaking, Sakura slid out her cell phone, and opened up a new message to Sai.

"You can mimick Sasuke pretty well cant you?" She sent quickly.

Nahime nodded. "Yes, call him up right now. I want to talk to him! Once he hears my voice, he'll be sure to remember me!"

"I guess. Why?"

"Im about to call you so please play along. I need your help. Will explain later."

The former doctor reached forward, and dialed in the numbers to Sai's office phone.

"Mr. Uchiha? I hope I'm not interrupting you. I need to speak with you," Sakura said.

She heard Sai laugh from the other end. "Well, Sakura, I guess I can help you. Just say "Okay, Mr. Uchiha" when you need me to start on my stellar Sasuke impression."

"That sounds good, sir. Listen, I have someone here who needs to speak with you, okay Mr. Uchiha?"

"Yes, Miss Haruno," Sai replied, his voice almost an exact copy of the deep voice she had heard this morning.

Sakura handed the phone over to Nahime. The woman held the phone up to her ears. "Sasuke? Hi! It's me, Nahime! What do you mean, Nahime who? Remember at the party last week… I got you the drink? What do you mean you can't place me? I was in the black dress- Yes, the black dress that showed my cleavage… You still don't remember me? But you remember my dress! What do you mean you were just guessing? Sasuke, please! Okay, fine, I'll talk to you at the next party. Yes, I'll pretend this conversation never happened. Anything for you, Sasuke," she ended cutely, and handed the phone back to Sakura.

Sakura placed the phone back down, and looked at Nahime. "If that was all, I think your business here is finished," she said, giving the woman a stern look. Nahime screwed her face up, trying to mock Sakura, but gave up when the pinkette didn't react.

"Fine. But when I see Sasuke again, you better expect me to be coming in here a lot more because he will ask me out, I just know it. And you'll do well to remember to call me Miss Nahime when that happens." With an exaggerated 'hmph' and a sharp turn on her heel, Nahime marched out of the office.

"Miss Nahime," Sai said in greeting as she marched past. The woman ignored him, causing Sai to stifle a laugh. As soon as she was out of the room, Sai quirked an eyebrow at Sakura. "Could you please tell me why, now?"

Sakura grinned sheepishly. "Well, I didn't want to bother Sasuke…"

"So you bothered me?"

"And I didn't want him to say yes to her, either. His mother would kill me."

"What if I had told her to come in?"

"I would have killed you, and then who knows what would have happened after that."

"Why would you have killed him?"

Sai and Sakura both turned their gaze to the door leading to Sasuke's office, where said Uchiha was leaning against the doorframe. He had an amused smirk on his face as Sakura's eyes grew wide and her cheeks turned slightly red. "Um, well, I… err…"

Sakura couldn't help but stare at her feet as she stumbled through an answer.

"She would have killed me if I had called her a hag today, even if she does look like one."

Suddenly, Sakura's green eyes were glaring a hole through Sai, who was just smiling like he had said the most perfectly normal thing in the world.

A low chuckle came from Sasuke. "Well, that would have been unfortunate if she killed you for lying about her appearance, Sai. As for you, Miss Haruno, I believe that we have an appointment together."

"I… We do?" Sakura sputtered.

"To get you a cell phone on the company plan. I have some spare time, and I would hate to be left in the office to relax. I might get too used to it. Sai, if you'll excuse us."

Another fake smile drifted over Sai's lips. "Of course I wouldn't mind, Sasuke. She is your secretary." With a wave, Sai walked out of the room, and Sasuke turned expectantly to Sakura.

"Shall we go, Sakura?" he asked quietly, a small smile playing on his lips.

She took a deep breath before answering; his laid back attitude and cool sexiness were really starting to affect her. 'This job is going to be hell if this continues,' she thought. "Of course, Sasuke. Let's go."

Twenty minutes and one surprisingly funny car ride later (they took Sasuke's car, of course. Sakura found herself immediately embarrassed when he asked if she would prefer to take her car, and which one it was), they found themselves inside a small cell phone store. The bell rang, and without looking up, a saleswoman called, "I'll be with you in just a minute."

Sakura made the move to sit down in one of the chairs, but Sasuke shook his head. "Come on. She'll be able to see us now."

"But she said-"

The playful smirk was back. "I know what she said. But this is how we get things done." He walked up to the counter, and the woman looked up. Her eyes grew wide, and she immediately began apologizing. "It's okay," he said, interrupting her. She stopped talking instantly. Sakura could tell that the girl had obviously never met him before, but knew who he was (and by the way she was tucking her hair behind her ear and smiling bashfully over her embarrassment) and liked what she saw.

Sasuke beckoned to Sakura, who jolted out of her jealous ('Not jealous, just being prepared,' she told herself) thoughts and walked toward him.

"I need a new cell phone for her. Preferably something good, with a lot of memory, and in…" he looked her over. "Pink. Make sure the case is pink, to match her."

The woman nodded, and went into the back room to pull out some phones that were suitable for someone close to Sasuke Uchiha. She came back moments later with three phones, all cased in pink, and all amazing.

"Which one do you like better, Sakura?" Sasuke asked, gesturing to the phones.

She bit her lip thoughtfully as she looked them over. That one was a touch screen, but Sakura wasn't sure she'd be able to use it. She had this idea that she'd keep clicking the wrong button on accident. Or there was the large, bulky one that could be carried in a purse but would look horrible in the pocket, and lastly there was the slim, full keyboard one that looked like it wouldn't hold quite as much but it would be more stylish.

"I… I'm not sure. I wouldn't be able to use the touch screen very well," she said, and immediately that one was put down, "so I'm stuck between the bulky one with a lot of memory or the cute one with not so much."

"Let's go with the cute one, then, since you like it so much," he said, picking the slim one out of the girl's hands. "I'd like this phone added to the company plan, a new number, with all the essentials: Unlimited talk, text, internet, etc. She can't have anything less."

The saleswoman nodded, and left to go make up the new plan.

Sakura bit her lip softly. It was an old habit from her doctoring days (okay, so not that long ago) that she had thought she got over but apparently old habits die hard. "Sasuke, I have an… um… question, for you," she said, her voice shaking slightly.

"Yes?" he asked, he attention drawn away from the girl at the computer back to her. "What is it, Sakura?"

"Earlier, when you said to make the case pink… Why did you say that?"

He looked slightly taken aback at her question. "Do you not like the color pink?" he asked.

Sakura threw her hands up defensively. "It's not that! I like pink a lot, actually. It's just you said it matched me, and I was wondering what you meant. Unless you were just going with the obvious…" she trailed off, her eyes finding a place on the floor to stick to. It was ridiculous how much he was affecting her usually strong and take charge demeanor just by being cute.

"The obvious aside," Sasuke said, smirking, "I think pink suits you very well. It's a very happy color, but it's more than just that. When people get angry, their faces are pink. When someone has been crying, their eyes are a reddish pink. Pink is… an emotional color, and you seem like a very emotional person."

Sakura's eyes widened a fraction of a centimeter with surprise and she blushed slightly. "I'm not really… that emotional…" she said, knowing it was a complete lie.

Sasuke laughed. "Oh really? I think you're more emotional than you let on, Miss Haruno. And add another thing to that list… when you blush, your cheeks are more pink than red. I seemed to have hit the nail right on the head when I said it matched you, huh?"

The saleswoman came back, and handed Sakura her new phone. Sasuke turned to pay for the phone like nothing had happened, but Sakura's heart was beating fast, and her hand was shaking slightly. She looked down at the phone in her hand to avoid staring at something like Sasuke's face. Finally, after what seemed like a year, they were walking out of the building, and back to his car. Sasuke walked with Sakura, and opened her door, causing her to stammer a thanks.

"Interesting," Sasuke muttered as she jumped in the car.

Sakura resisted the urge to groan and repeatedly slap her forehead.

She was going to need to get a grip on herself.

Sasuke was cute, but she did not like him. Heck, she barely even knew him. She could overcome his sex appeal, and be his secretary. It was her new goal. She could do it.

Yeah, right.

A/N: Yet again, sorry for the late chapter. You could review if you liked it, yeah? I actually had this open on MS Word for a long time, but I had hit a dead end and couldn't write. And then I got distracted by school. Aie. I hope you guys don't mind waiting… it might be two weeks before the next chapter. I actually have it started, and a whole scene was written before I started on this one, but I decided showing you Sakura's first day and how her attraction begins would be so much better. So so much better. Much love,

Rai.