I took the subway to work the next day because of news coverage about the scandal. The people on the train burried their faces in newspapers with the headline: 'UCHIHA CAUGHT KISSING CLIENT!' or 'UCHIHA AND YAMANAKA CAUGHT LIP LOCKING!'

The infamous picture that was everywhere featured Ino pressed against an alley wall with Sasuke's left hand straddling her thigh and his right groupping her boob.

It must've been a slow news day.

Once I got off and nearded the building I saw swarms of paparazzi crowd the streets, yelling and shouting. I immediately went through the back but a few chased me. Why is this such a big story? Ino's not pregnant is she? Sasuke didn't kill someone, didn't he? No, but he did hurt his 'humble' reputation. Same with Ino, A-list celebrities shouldn't be making out with their managers.

"Hey, what can you tell us?" one asked and shoved a microphone in front of me.

"Were Sasuke-san and Ino-san romantically involved before?" asked a female reporter.

"Is Ino pregnant?" another snapped.

They fired questions at me as I ran into the door and slammed it shut, slamming it on one of the paparazzi's hand at the same time. Inside the building security guards were walking around, intensely watching people who may be paparazzi. I got in the elvator and on my floor Tenten and two other secrataries were on the phone.

"I can assure you that Uchiha-san is dealing with these private issues maturely and professionaly and we ask you that you respect his privacy," they said, re

"Have you heard the news?" Hinata asked, walking up to me.

"Who hasn't?" I replied with a sigh.

"Is he here today?" I asked her once I put my bag down.

"Yeah, he's in a meeting with Fugaku-sama," she answered. I looked over at the meeting room's closed doors.

"Finally going to give his son 'The Talk'?"

"I think it's too late for that," I said and ripped the typed note off my computer screen.

Sakura,

Cancel all of Ino's performances this week.

-Uchiha Fugaku

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The double doors slammed and I peaked over my computer screen to see Sasuke walking over to his office.

"Sasuke! What did your father say?" I yelled from my desk.

"We're not with Ino anymore," he replied. I stood up and followed him into his office.

I felt a knot form in my throat. "Then who are we with?"

"Whoever wins the audition," he said and began flipping trough some off the tapes.

"I'll help you," I said and grabbed a random one.

"No. This is my problem. You take the day off."

I couldn't argue with that.

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"Mom? What's wrong?" I asked, with my hand on the door knob. I had just came home to see my mother crying leaning on the kitchen counter.

"I lost my job, Sakura," she said with her hands in her face. I noticed she dropped the 'chan' suffix that she always used with my name.

My mouth dropped opened. "But you have your other jobs, Mom. It doesn't matter if you loose one," I tried consoling her.

"You're right, Sakura. Everything will be okay," she responded and forced a smile.

But I knew she was lying.

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Ring!

I groaned and groped around for my phone, which was resting on my nightstand. It was in the dead of the night.

I looked at the number: (989) 456-3333

Sasuke.

"Hello?" I mumbled. What the hell is so important? Someone better have died for him to call me this late.

"I found the girl," he said. His voice was clear, attentive and awake.

"Who?"

"The winner," he answered.

"Who's that?" I asked and yawned.

"Kuroda Azumi."

"What?!"

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Kuroda Azumi is Sakura's stage name--a fact that Sasuke doesn't know.

I hate my writing in this chapter. Anyone of you watch Michael Jackson's memorial? That wasn't a celebration at all! People were saying it would be a celebration but instead I'm sobbing after watching his 11-year-old daughter say her dad was the best dad in the world and then breaking into tears.

Thank you to all of you who put this fic on their alerts/favorites and/or reviewed! And as a special thank you to Sasolove11 who reviewed the most! I would deeply appreciate it and would love it if you guys reviewed again.

-Emiko Ishida