Disclaimer: The real one doesn't take place in a modern setting remember?
100th Secretary
-I may not be an expert on clothes, but I know an ugly dress when I see one. Still what you're wearing is downright revolting.-
Chapter Seven: Backfire?
Date: August 2, Thursday
Pein, Konan, Zetsu, Sasori, Kakuzu, Hidan, Tobi, Deidara, and Kisame stopped all they were doing. The atmosphere was so thick and heavy in the top floor's lobby, where they all usually take a break after being cramped in their respective offices. Tobi and Sakura's desk was in direct sight of the lobby.
They could hardly breathe. Itachi stared at Sakura while the girl met his gaze. Words weren't spoken but the tension between them is terrifying.
The silent argument was all about one thing:
CLOTHES
"What are you wearing?" Itachi said bluntly.
Sakura smiled her business smile, "A dress, Sir."
Kisame whistled, impressed that Sakura talked back. Deidara slapped his forehead all of them thinking:'She's digging her own grave.'
Itachi intensified his stare; nobody makes a fool out of him. "I can see that Ms. Haruno. And I'm sure you can see and tell with that pink head of yours that this is an OFFICE."
Pein chuckled, to think that Sakura could invoke emotions, negative or not, from Itachi in such a small amount of time.
Sakura flinched inwardly, 'How dare he make a fool out of my hair…'
She didn't back down and her smile became more cheerful as she cocked her head slightly, "You don't need to worry Director, my hair color will not affect my eyesight and definitely not my brain. I'm planning to be a neurologist so I need to know that much."
'This girl…' Itachi was irritated but at the same time he wondered why he even bother, it's just clothes.
The guys, mainly Kisame, Deidara, and Tobi wanted to close their eyes. Sakura was wearing a ruffled 80's bright yellow with black polka-dots dress. It's not skimpy, but it had ruffles everywhere and whoever invented shuch shade of yellow should jump off the cliff.
"Ack! I can't take it anymore, yeah. That's the most hideous dress I have seen in my entire life! Yeah," Deidara gasped not caring if his voice was loud anymore.
"Please change, Sakura-sempai! Spare my eyes!" Tobi covered his eyes.
Konan and Sakura's eyes met and both rolled their eyes both thinking: 'It's just a dress no need to be so dramatic. Pft! Guys.'
But then Konan gave a thoughtful glance at Sakura that said, 'But it is ugly…'
Sakura returned it with an I-know-fully-well look.
Pein saw the exchange between the girls; he knew Konan would become friends with Sakura right away.
Hidan whispered to Sasori, "She's not seriously wearing that all day… Is she?"
Sasori shook his head, 'what is this girl planning?'
Kakuzu thought, 'Who in their right mind would waste money on such a thing.'
Zetsu on the other hand was debating with his other self in hushed voices if the dress was beautiful or not.
Kisame, who was beside Zetsu, was speechless. He made a mental note never to ask Zetsu anything regarding clothes in the future.
Itachi was not pleased, he knew she was trying to irritate him but such a measly thing will not work on him. The temperature in the room dropped, it took the others out of their own little worlds.
Then, Itachi smirked, "This office has no definite policy in clothes, so make a clown out of yourself, Ms. Haruno, don't let me stop you."
He walked past Sakura and placed a hand on the door handle of his own private office.
Itachi looked back at Sakura with a serious face, "But then again you certainly already made yourself one without my help." He opened the door to his office and without looking back this time, "Coffee," Was all he said and with that Itachi shut the door.
With the show over the others went back to their own respective offices most of them snickering at Itachi's insult. Pein and Konan were the last to leave.
"If you need to borrow some clothes I have some," Konan offered as she stared at Sakura's dress and added, "Nice try though."
Sakura giggled making sure that she's not too loud that Itachi and the others would hear, "Ah, thanks for the offer but I have a spare set of clothes, and I wasn't even trying. I know he wouldn't fall for such a thing."
Pein raised his brow, now interested, "Then why didn't you spare yourself the humiliation…" Sakura's eyes have a mischievous glint in them, that look in her eyes was all that Pein needed, "Unless you-"
Sakura placed a finger in her lips, "I don't know what you are talking about, Pein-san. I should go before Uchiha-san barks for coffee again." She went to the little kitchenette beside her reception desk. But paused before she entered,
"But it's really ugly isn't it?" Sakura said with a frown as she looked at the accursed dress. 'Stupid Ino.' She thought as she cursed the blonde girl, 'She didn't need to go this far… Naruto would laugh his head off if he sees this.'
Pein asked, "Would you like me to be honest?"
Sakura nodded.
"I may not be an expert on clothes, but I know an ugly dress when I see one. Still what you're wearing is down right revolting." Pein said monotonously.
Sakura's mouth gaped open, 'Am I really talking to Pein?'
She scowled and shook her head, 'I shouldn't have asked. I already know the answer. Still hearing it from Pein of all people… The things I do for revenge.'
After recovering, Sakura mumbled thanks and locked herself inside the kitchenette 'Time to make the weasel his damn coffee.'
When Sakura was out of their sight, Konan said, "What was that about?" She wasn't able to follow their conversation but Konan knew there was something she missed.
Pein just smiled, "It seems that the little cherry blossom have more guts than I thought. I can't wait to see what she'll do next."
With that Pein and Konan went to their office.
…
Sakura has just finished making Itachi's second batch of coffee for the day. She then poured a cup and placed it on a tray, 'I swear he's addicted to it'
She then saw a janitor came out of Kisame's office; he bent down to pick up some rags he dropped.
"Nice dress, ugly hag" the janitor said in a low voice as Sakura passed him, a smile showing through his cap.
Sakura glared at the janitor after recognized his voice and fake smile. She then placed the tray on her desk pretending to arrange it properly, "All done?"
The janitor collected his last rag and stood up holding his cap to cover his face, "Of course." He whispered as he placed the rags back to his cleaning cart and headed to the service elevator as if he never talked to Sakura.
Sakura smiled and reached the handle of her boss' office. 'Everything begins now.'
…
Itachi didn't even looked up when he heard a knock in his door, he just kept on typing, knowing who is at his door, he didn't saw the need to answer.
Sakura peeked though the door and came in Itachi's office. She placed his coffee on his desk and Itachi took it without even sparing her a glance.
'Hmph, not even a thank you,' Sakura thought in her mind, 'Oh well, the show is about to start.' She placed a hand on the door handle, the other still carrying a now empty tray.
'One, two, three.' She opened the door slowly in the corner of her eyes Itachi is sipping his coffee then… a series of scream.
Itachi almost chocked on his coffee, 'What the hell?' as he broke his stare from his computer. His brows furrowed and stood up, composed. Itachi was stunned to hear more screams, curses and sounds of things being thrown but he didn't show it.
"What is going on?" Itachi said with a tone of irritation, he was behind his secretary who looked dumbstruck; she seemed not to hear his question.
Sakura knew he was glaring at her back but dismissed it and just clutched the small tray to her chest and slowly lifted her arms pointing at the scene in front of her, not saying a single word. Annoyed, Itachi pushed her slightly to the side and decided that he would have to take a look.
Sakura didn't protest and moved aside just a little behind Itachi but making sure that she could see his face. The effort was not wasted, Itachi's face was priceless when he saw the what had happened. Sakura wanted to jump in joy at Itachi's stunned face, it was only for a second but his eyes widened then it was replaced with frustration. Sakura wished she could capture the moment, the others, especially the three Uchihas, would surely enjoy this as much as she did.
…
Flashback
"So, Sakura-chan how do you want to go about this?" Shisui asked.
Sakura giggled, "How else? Subtleties won't work with them. So we strike fast and hard. Real hard."
Revised 6/13/2013
Grammar clean up. And so far, Pein's line is my most favorite so far. And I'm going to make his full name Nagato Pein dunno about Konan though but it really doesn't matter I suppose in the grand scheme of this fic.
R&R please!