IMPORTANT! READ BEFORE PROCEEDING ON WITH THE STORY! CRUCIAL TO THE PLOT! Haha okay so here's the deal. This story will be going on a permanent hiatus. Yes, I won't be continuing on this story due to…..JUST KIDDING! Had you fooled :) Okay, never mind HERE'S THE REAL NEWS To all you careful readers out there you noticed that I put Kiba Inzuka in the first chapter where he was part of Kurokage. And then, I put him in the previous chapter as Uchiha's top security guy. MY MISTAKE! I AM SO SORRY! This is very important that you get this, forget that Kiba was ever in the first chapter. I edited the first chapter so as to avoid further confusion. He solely works for the Uchiha Company! I forgot that I already used him so I put him in again, HE IS NOT A MOLE! Thank you very much for pointing that out as I tend to forgot who is a mole, who works for who, who is undercover and so on. Okay, now that that's all cleared up, enjoy Chapter 6! Cheers!
Chapter 6:
Uchiha Corporations, downtown Tokyo
12:39 PM
Sasuke tapped his foot impatiently as he viewed the city beneath him. Where was that woman? He sighed in aggravation and then froze, what did he care? He had just met Sakura Haruno earlier today and yet he couldn't stop thinking about the new employee. He paced the room, sure she was pretty and she interested him. She was the first person who had rebuffed him and had stood up to his insults, that was new. He chuckled quietly, perhaps that was all, he was not attracted to her but she merely was entertaining. After all, he had a fiancée, she was insanely annoying but it was beneficial that he marry her.
He growled under his breath, if she wouldn't hurry up, he would go see what was taking her. He rapidly walked over to his door and as his hands reached to open the door, it swung open and Sakura Haruno stood there with a bemused expression, she held two take-out boxes in her right hand and her ID card in her left.
"Uchiha-san." She greeted stiffly, her eyes flickering from side to side not willing to meet his. "Your lunch." She handed him the take out boxes and then slightly turned towards the door as if wanting to leave.
He smiled charismatically, "Why the rush to leave Haruno-san?" He studied her closer; her picture didn't do her justice as she was even prettier up close. Her emerald eyes were framed with thick lashes and she had high cheekbones and a soft jaw line that gave her an innocent look.
She cleared her throat uncomfortably and gestured aimlessly, "I-I ate already before I came, I didn't expect to eat lunch with you." She murmured softly in a clear tone. She bit her lip; Sasuke Uchiha was just too cute for his own good.
They stood together for a moment in an awkward silence. He cleared his throat, "Well, I'll just sit then and eat if you're not hungry. I have some questions to ask of you anyways." She nodded hastily and sat where he pointed.
She crossed her legs modestly and he sat down as well, opening the take-out box. Almost immediately, the rich aroma of tomato, chicken and cheese filled the air. He looked up surprised at her, "Did you ask Tenten what I like?" There was no way she could have guessed exactly what restaurant he liked or what dish he preferred without asking Tenten.
Sakura glanced over with her eyebrows raised, "What do you mean?" she frowned and grabbed the other take-out box and a pair of chopsticks.
He grinned inwardly; guess she was hungrier than she thought. "I mean, did you ask Tenten where to go to get the lunch, Haruno-san?"
She split the chopsticks and opened the box while shaking her head, "Nope. I didn't want to bother her in HR so I just went to the Thai restaurant down the street and picked out my favorite dish. I hope you like tomatoes." She swallowed a piece of baby corn and looked at him confused.
He stopped and stared at her, he almost burst out laughing if he didn't have a reputation to keep. What a coincidence, he thought chuckling.
Sakura glared at him, "Why are you laughing at me?" she demanded. "Do I have something in my teeth? My hair messed up or something? You keep looking at me weird." She muttered, eating a forkful of pasta.
Sasuke instantly sobered up, "Nothing, Haruno-san, I was just thinking of a joke." He lied smoothly.
She smiled at his lame excuse, "You know, you don't have to be so formal." He looked up at her, "Just call me Sakura." He saw dimples forming at the edges of her mouth.
"Sakura, huh?" he allowed a little half smile, "Then, call me Sasuke as well, we're co-workers of a same business, equals right?"
He caught a frown forming on her face, "Co-workers eh?" she murmured. She looked up, "Well, I don't know if I can call myself an equal to the heir of the Uchiha company, I certainly like to think so." She let out a small laugh.
"Good! Let's get to some interviewing, shall we?" he winked.
Sakura nodded, "Of course, Sasuke-san." It felt weird, saying his name so casually as if they were already friends, perhaps they were, until she would have to stab him in the back. She grimaced, that wasn't something that she wanted to think about right now.
"Alright, do you enjoy traveling and what languages can you speak?" He was interested in learning this tidbit. As an Akatsuki agent he could speak, Japanese, English, French, Mandarin Chinese, Spanish, Korean, and conversational German. According to her resume she was also multilingual.
She smiled, "I do enjoy traveling, I've been to multiple countries and I speak Japanese of course, English, Spanish, French and conversational Vietnamese and- that's it." He noticed her hesitation but didn't comment. She glanced at him quickly and then glanced away; she had purposely left out quite a few as it would be odd to have learned that many languages if she was only a secretary.
He inclined his head, "Quatre langues? Je suis impressionné. Quels sont les autres compétences particulières avez-vous?" he asked in rapid French. She smirked, damn show off. He had said, 'Four languages? I'm impressed. What other special skills do you have?'
Two can play a game, sweetie. She thought smiling, "Croyez-moi, je peux gérer tout ce que vous jetez sur moi monsieur." Trust me; I can handle anything you throw at me, sir.
He raised his eyebrows at her attitude, "Je trouve cela difficile à croire." I find that hard to believe.
Oh my god. She was flirting with a super-hot CEO in French! French, the romantic language! God, she was starting to like this mission. Sakura couldn't believe what she was about to say next, "Il est compréhensible, il est difficile de faire confiance à un joli visage." It's understandable it's hard to trust a pretty face, she replied playfully.
His grin widened at her forwardness, other girls were always so timid around him or way too aggressive but she was mysterious and willing to play along with his game. The way she had answered his question earlier left him suspicious, he wondered, "Könnten Sie mir bitte eine serviette?" he smiled slyly. German for, Can you please pass me a napkin?
She passed him a napkin as he requested and then stopped short. He had tricked her. Her blood ran cold, damn it! She had been too caught up in the flirtation to pay attention! He had asked her a question in German because he had noticed her hesitation earlier and figured that she was holding back on something. It was a classic trick, to ask somebody something casual and then have them slip up. She mentally scolded herself, Stupid, stupid, stupid! She bit her lip and then smiled to gaze back up at his cocky smile, "Sehr witzig, gelang es Ihnen, mich zu betrügen." Very clever, you managed to trick me.
He leaned back, gazing intently at her with his smoldering eyes, "Warum hast du lügen nicht wissend deutsch?" Why did you lie about knowing German? His broad shoulders and tall frame suddenly seemed more intimidating than before. She swallowed hard, god what was wrong with her?
She leaned back as well and said quite calmly, "My German is hardly anything to brag about Uchiha-sama. I did not want to seem that I was very fluent in it. I know barely conversational German. To be quite honest, I know a few other languages decently, I just didn't want to seem very egotistical." She smiled modestly and leaned in closer so that their faces were inches apart, "Why are you so anxious monsieur?" she asked with a smirk.
Her emerald eyes held him suspended for a moment and he snapped back to reality, why was he getting so suspicious of a woman he had just met? He stared back intently at her eyes, her wonderful strange mysterious eyes that seemed to pull him in to her own secret world. With a sharp exhale he leaned back, not wanting to look at her in the eyes, "Nothing, mademoiselle." he replied in a murmur. "You must tell me; though what other languages do you know other than what you have told me?"
Sakura hesitated momentarily, "Italian. Parlo correntemente l'italiano, sì"
He nodded, "That is all?" he asked with a trace of suspicion in his voice.
She smiled deviously, "The others are not worth mentioning, are you well versed in Italian?" she asked casually trying to change the subject; she was talking way too much about herself.
He shook his head truthfully. As an agent he had been given the choice to study Italian or Spanish and he had chosen Spanish as it being more common and useful on various missions. He paused and an awkward silence fell upon the two as they sat eating. All that was heard was the soft sound of chewing and the clacking of their chopsticks.
A buzzing sound came from his pocket and he glanced down to retrieve the phone from his jacket, "Allow me to take this call." She waved affirmatively.
He slid the phone up and spoke rapidly in annoyance, "What is it Naruto?" He was on a semi-date for the love of God; the last thing he needed was Naruto Uzumaki ruining it.
Her interest was piqued as she heard Naruto's name, she continued to eat but furtively glanced up at Sasuke. "Yes, Naruto I'm at my office, get to the point, I'm in the middle of something important." he let out an exasperated sigh.
Sakura bit her lip to keep from smiling; he was in the middle of something important, huh? Satisfaction bubbled up from within her.
"What? Why didn't you tell me in advance? My office is not someplace you can just walk into!" he growled, arguing with the person on the other line.
"Well, god." He rubbed his temples, "Fine. Come in, if this happens again though, I swear I won't be as forgiving. This had better be good, yeah. Bye dobe, tell Tenten that I specifically allow you in." He snapped the phone shut and collapsed back onto the chair across from her.
"A friend of your stirring up trouble for you?" she asked in amusement. Naruto huh? Judging by the conversation, it would seem that he was paying a visit to his friend, perfect timing.
Sasuke groaned, "Yeah, an obnoxious, loudmouth friend. He's at the building entrance and decided to give me a surprise visit. He says it's very urgent but knowing him, it probably won't be." He snorted.
"All the same, he's your best friend." She stated simply, glancing at him with knowing eyes. Her own friendship with her self-proclaimed best friend had lasted from diapers to diplomas. Back then, she had wondered often how they had ever even liked each other as they had conflicting personalities and views. A pang went through her body, and then she had to become an agent, which meant that her best friend would have been in trouble if she had remained friends. She had left her hometown without telling friends or family. It was strange however that she wasn't guilty about leaving her parents; she knew that it was the right thing. But, leaving her best friend, Ino Yamanaka, was possibly the hardest thing she had done. In the off chance that she ran into Ino in the future, Ino would be spouting accusations, demands and curses. Sakura would then be killed 50 different ways, quite possibly.
"Ah-Sakura." His low voice broke into her grim thoughts. She glanced up to see him staring at her expectantly. "Listen, do you mind staying? I'd like you to meet Naruto, if that's all right with you." He had a little smile on his face and then she felt herself blush. God, was it possible to be so attracted to somebody that you just met? Sakura asked herself incredulously. She was supposed to pretend that she liked him, not actually fall head-over-heels! She uncrossed her legs and then felt the icy touch of the knife rub against her skin, almost as a reminder. She was supposed to be the seductress not the seduced. Sakura Haruno, what are you getting yourself into?
She smiled and went back to speaking in French, "J'aimerais répondre à votre ami. Il sonne comme une personne intéressante." I would love to meet your friend. He sounds like an interesting person.
Sasuke rolled his eyes in disbelief. "Je pense qu'après cette réunion, vous allez regretter séjour." He paused, "Je suis heureux que nous sommes arrivés à parler, vous avez tout à fait vous-même intéressante." I think after the meeting, you'll regret staying. I'm glad we got to talk, you're quite interesting yourself.
She let out a little chuckle, "Why thank you Uchiha-sama." She replied dryly.
He opened his mouth to say something but at that moment, there came a barrage of knocking at the door. And endless flow of knocking on the other side of the door and he knew exactly was stupid enough to do that. Sakura coughed into her arm to conceal her laughter. The knocking had quieted but still persisted as if mocking him. "Ay! Teme, I'm here!" a loud raucous voice announced.
A/N: So this is Chapter 6, I hope you guys enjoyed it :) This chapter is shorter than normal I hope you guys aren't too mad about it haha! Tell me what you think because I ABSOLUTELY LOVE hearing from you guys, they always make my day. MAKE MY DAY! I was listening to this song Tighten Up by The Black Keys; it's stuck in my head now. I love music, who doesn't? Oh! I was also watching Nikita and Alias this weekend, to get some ideas on disguises, spy devices, things like that, tell me if you love those shows too! I just love watching thriller, suspense things but I hate gory things. Absolutely cannot stand it. So one thing this story won't be is gory, I can guarantee you that. Except for the chapter on Rin, just kidding ;)
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