Naruto
Opposite Professions
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What do you get when you put a boy and a girl in the same apartment? And what do you get when you mix two opposite people together? One heck of a situation. Watch as a professional gal mixes with a playboy guy
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Part 4-
Sakura fumed in her room. What the heck was going on? It seemed perfect at first, but now, he was always home and kept running into her during the worst times. He continued to walk in on her even after she double checked that the door was locked. Was he a lock picker? He also accidently walked into her room thinking it was his. She was ready to kick this guy out.
Though there was a good thing lately. She hummed as she picked up the package at the front door. At first she was skeptical about this secret admirer, but he didn't seem weird or obcessive…for a guy who randomly left packages of everything she like on her porch.
With the sound of water running in the bathroom, she sneaked past the bathroom door to her room. Sighing in relief she double checked to make sure it was locked. A random thought had her putting a chair against the door for safe measure.
Cutting the package open, she widely grinned at the stuffed animal that was inside. Opening the accompaning note with it, she sighed happily at the sweetness and sincerity of the note. The guy must be a writer for the flow of the words that he wrote. Too bad she could never catch him and no one saw any signs of any strangers around the place. Of course, she barely knew half of her neighbors.
She looked up at the familiar thuds at the door, "Wait a second."
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When she opened the door, she was met with a very irritated look and toe tapping.
"Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting?"
"Well," Sakura humored her by looking down at her watch, "According to my watch, it was about twenty seconds."
"Those twenty seconds of my life were precious to me," Tenten muttered scratching her head, messing her head up more than before, "Do you always leave people waiting this long at the door? People could randomly get shot just standing waiting for you. I could have possibly been rap-"
"What do you want?" She was not in the mood to deal with this.
"There's an apartment party next week."
"And you want me to go with me?"
"No," Tenten corrected, frowns creasing more, "I want you to go and spread the lie that I left home to my mother's."
Sakura quickly and efficiently connected the dots, "You're having a fight with Neji?"
"I have a deadline and I'm no where close to it and you know how the landlord wants everyone to go….and maybe I did have a tiny fight with him. But it was his fault!" Tenten started pacing the outer doorway, "He should know that I sometimes forgot to do things and burn stuff, but he had no right to call me a failure of a girl. I am for sure a girl," she moved in towards Sakura, "I do bleed every month. All those months of pain and he dares call me less than a girl? Argh, I knew I should have waited before moving in. Can I stay at your place?"
"He's going to know. It is only next door," Sakura dazed at the suitcases that she hadn't noticed were being dragged in.
"I don't care," Tenten fumed, "He's been getting on my nerve. Some people aren't housewife material. I'll stay on the couch."
Tenten made the once organized room into what it used to be pratically last week…a mess.
"Oh yeah," Tenten paused, "There's a box out on the side of your door."
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Sakura ran to door and looked around in case he was still there. Dissappointed, she picked up the box. She gasped when she opened the box.
Tenten looked up, "What's in it?" When she also saw, she stood there gaping, "Oh hell, that's creepy."
They stood looking down at a doll that looked exactly like Sakura, except with a pin through the heart.
"Who did you irritate?" Tenten realized the idiocity of her statement, "Oh wait sorry, that would be everyone. Let me try again, who have you irritated recently?"
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Tenten's anger issue was temporarily forgotten as Sakura's case was slightly more important. Only slightly.
They sat staring at the box and both jumped when there was a heavy knock at the door.
After giving each other hesitant looks, Tenten slowly went to the door and heaved a huge sigh of relieve when she looked through the peephole.
"Hey Ino."
Ino stepped in concerned, "I brought Kankuro along. I though since he's a puppet maker, he would know something abou it."
Kankuro nodded politely at Tenten before heading straight to the box, "Have you touched it?"
Both girls shook their heads.
"So?" Ino prompted after a while of hmms and muttering from Kankuro.
"From a quick glance, it looks very professional," he picked up the doll, "If you would stand for a moment."
Sakura stood confused, "What is it?"
"This person knows you very well," he glanced between the two, "The proportions are exact and very carefully detailed. Either this person knows you or has been stalking you."
"The secret admirer," Ino cut in, realization, "Could it be the same person?"
"But why would he all of a sudden want to hurt her?" Tenten asked.
"Maybe it's because of Sasuke?"
"But Sasuke came before the packages came," Sakura corrected, "So that can't be the case."
"Sasuke's a player." Heads turned to stare at Tenten, who was in deep thought.
Kankuro peered down the hall, "By the way, where is Sasuke?"
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"Girls are the bane of life," Neji slammed down a glass. He directed a frown towards Sasuke, "How can yout tolerate them?"
"In small doses," Sasuke blandly said, "You know this is my week off. Why am I here in my own bar on my day off?"
"Because you're the cause of this pandimonium."
He waited a long moment before deciding to risk it, "And may I ask how?"
"Since you aren't doing anything, Tenten has nothing to write. Tenten has a deadline and she has nothing. Do the math."
"Actually its logic," having been friends since school, he was mostly immune to the death glare that resulted, "And I'm doing my part. It's just takes time. It's not like I can do what I do with every other girl. I live with her."
"Work faster!" Neji slammed another empty glass, "I want my girlfriend back."
Sasuke placed down another glass, "You know I'm not the reason of your fight, right?"
"…but I like blaming you."
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"That makes sense," Kankuro said, "One of Sasuke's ex's gets mad, sees that your living with him, assumes the wrong thing, and now is after you, but what about the secret admirer?"
"It's probably just that," Tenten said, "There's probably a secret admirer and a stalker. You have such an interesting life," she said to Sakura.
Sakura gave her a sarcastic smile, "Thanks. I love living life on the edge. So what's the plan?"
For the next couple of days, Sakura was on edge. Everywhere she went, she was conscious to keep an open eye for any suspicous people.
A week after the doll, she collapsed, "I can't take it anymore. We should call the police."
Tenten, who stayed at her apartment to see if anyone came by (an excuse not to go back home…next door), looked up from her drawing, "And what would they do? It's not like they're going to have a policeman stay here 24/7. All we can do is what we've been doing. Sasuke's been thinking any possible ex-girlfriends with a vengance."
"How many has he come up with?"
"Last time I checked it was 24."
Sakura sighed, "I knew it was a bad idea to have him."
"Nothing you can do about it now. All we do is wait until the girl shows up with a knife and we run for our lives. Not that she actually would," Tenten amended at Sakura's shocked expression.
Sighing resignatedly, Tenten put down her pad, "Let's go out."
After a couple of drinks, Sakura's worries momentarily dissapeared, "It'll be alright at the end. She'll forget. And if she comes, I'll kick her butt. It's all your fault." She glared at him.
Sasuke sighed, "Sorry. I swear I didn't do it on purpose. Are you sure it's safe to be out and here?"
"Better than getting paranoid," Tenten said, "She wouldn't consider attacking in a crowd such as this."
"By the way," Sasuke gingerly touched the developing swell on the back of his head, "Your boyfriend is a poor drunk. I have enough problems. So could you spare me one problem by making up with him?"
"No." Tenten stared down at her glass, mood ruined, "It's his fault. I'm not apologizing."
"You should be happy to even have a boyfriend," Sakura slurred, "All I have is some secret admirer, a stalker, and this freak who doesn't know what privacy means."
"It was an accident," Man she wouldn't forget about it, but even so…
"Sasuke!"
He blinked to see an obaque object waved in his face. He pushed aside the glass to see Sakura cutely (no not cute! Sasuke Uchiha does not say or think cute….she was…drop dead gorgeous. Yeah, that works.) pouting, "What?"
"This is your fault. What are you going to do to take responsibility!?!"
Tenten's mind was quick and calculating, "He should be your personal bodyguard."
Sasuke was bothered enough with Sakura being in a close proximity that he instantlly responded, "Exactly…wait what?"
"You're hired!"
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