Chapter 7::::Out Of This World:::::

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Sakura slammed her fingers down on the ringing alarm clock and groaned. Rolling from side to side, she tried to keep her eyes close from the shining sun. Apparently, she'd forgotten to draw the curtain close, again.

Rolling off the bed, she slipped her tiny feet into the waiting warm slipper underneath the bed. It was out of pure habit that reminded her back in New York of the floor of her penthouse. She had requested a marble covered floor instead of rug ones. The warm feeling of the slippers covered her feet was heavenly. Glancing at the grandfather clock, she was surprised to see that it was already eight. That means she had only an hour to get ready.

Walking to the bathroom briskly, she turned on the shower to a moderately warm water before jumping in. It didn't take long for her to go through her morning toiletries. Changing into the set of clothes she bought last night, she dried her hair and set the blond wig in place.

''I wonder when I have to stop with this annoying wig.'' Sakura grumbled to no one in particular before glancing at the clock by the bedside. Eight thirty. She still have time for breakfast.

Grabbing her purse, she went downstairs to find her breakfast already set on the table.

"Uh..." one of the maid was tongue-tied as she tried to access to the new boss. Clad in a casual clothing, she looked like any normal woman her age look. Nice and casual.

Sakura bit her smile back. "Smells good." she commented as she took a seat.

"Of course, miss. Chef Louie made your favorites today."

Sakura's stomach grumbled as she blushed slightly. Shotting the maid a sheepish grin before digging into her breakfast of strawberry pancakes drenched in maple syrup along with a bowl of fresh fruits and a glass of orange juice.

She didn't really have time to prepare herself when the door bell rang and the butler announced Sasuke's present. He looked less threatening in his khaki slacks that showed his strong legs and a white button down shirt.

Sakura arched one brow as her eyes drifted toward the waiting Grandfather clock near the cream colored wall. Nine o'clock on the dot.

"Right on time." Sakura rumbled as she shoved the rest of her breakfast into her opened mouth causing Sasuke to looked somewhat shock to say the least.

"I have never would have thought the day Sakura Haruno shoving food into her mouth." Sasuke said with mocked surprised.

Sakura thumped the glass of empty orange juice on the table and pouted. "It was a good breakfast, I'll have you know."

"I'll bet." Sasuke said with a chuckle. "Are you about ready to go?"

Sakura nodded as she got up from the cushioned seat to get her coat. She was completely oblivious to the fact that Sasuke's eyes were drawn to her pert behind that was encased inside the soft jeans.

"Where are we going anyway?" Sakura asked as she bend down to put on the sneakers. Sasuke's eyes were still trained on her ass that he barely heard the question.

"It's...a surprised." he answered distractedly.

"Should I be scared?" Sakura teased as she put on her coat.

"Keh!" Sasuke scoffed.

They were out the door and into Sasuke's waiting sleek black Jaguar the next minute.


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.When he said it was a surprise, Sakura didn't really expect anything like this.

They had droved down to the airstrip where Sasuke's private helicopter was about ready to take off. She was a little scared at first when she seen the flying object. Sasuke must have took noticed since she imagined she looked like she would rather die a thousand death to be on that flying death contraption. What's worst was that he, the invincible Sasuke was doing the flying himself.

"Scared? The elusive Sakura Haruno is afraid of helicopters?" Sasuke had deliberately provoked her. He'd already knew her spot for being called a coward. Less than a minute later, she was inside the thing, strapped in safely with the seatbelt and a sound blocker around her ear.

It wasn't as bad as she first thought when Sasuke pulled the helicopter into the spacious air. He had a steady grip on the control and everything, and seeing that firm grip had somewhat eased her mind.

Tokyo was a completely different city from up above. Buildings looked like building blocks of LEGO, people looked barely big enough to be an ants and the greenery of the trees that spread out among the cities was no more than an imitation of green cotton candy. Sakura had even felt safe enough to let go of the handle attached to the door to poked her head near the window to looked down, ignoring Sasuke obvious jabbing of 'I told you so.'

After hours or so of flying, switching from helicopter to a jet to continue the flight, they had finally landed on a small plain. The air was much fresher here than in Tokyo and it made her wonder where in the map were they.

Upon exiting the jet, Sakura noticed that the weather was much, much warmer here than that of Tokyo.

"Where are we?" Sakura asked as Sasuke helped her out of the contraption.

"Off of the coast of Manila, Philippine. The weather is warm around this time because, in March here, is the beginning of the summer."

"I see." Sakura nodded her head in understanding. Turning around in different direction, she tried to take in the freshness of the whole place. The soft breeze blew softly, ruffling her hair. She turned to see the vast ocean ahead of her view and the sun barely risen over the horizon.

"The time zone is different. While we left Tokyo in the morning, here, it's late morning." Sasuke explained.

Sakura bit back a smile. He seemed to be knowing exactly what she was thinking all the time. It's...kind of...strange.

'In an entirely good way, I may add.'

'So he's a good reader. Doesn't mean anything.'

'Of course it doesn't.'

'You're agreeing with me. That's so entirely...unlike you.'

'Well, I was testing out how long it'll taker you to know that the man was trying his hardest to impress you.'

'He doesn't need to impress me. There's no reason to.'

'You are so dense sometimes. I swear, sometimes, I just want a change of host.' her inner self grumbled.

'Go ahead. No one is stopping you.'

'Just promise us one thing.'

'And what is that?'

'Try to have a good time while we're here. It's not everyday a handsomely beautiful man takes us in his helicopter and bother to fly out of the country just to seal a useless deal.'

'It's not a useless deal.'

'Well, at least you didn't denied the fact that he's handsomely beautiful.'

'Because that would be a lie.'

'Damn straight.'

"I wonder if you know how your face changes its expression every time to match what you are thinking." Sasuke murmured closed to her ear.

Sakura yelped and jumped back a bit, causing her feet to tangle up and almost fell straight on the grassy hill if Sasuke's arm hadn't shot out just in time to catch her.

"You did that on purpose." Sakura grumbled as she glared up at him through her lashes.

Sasuke chuckled. "I did no such thing."

Sakura's lips twisted into a pretty pout as she struggled to get up. "Why are we here anyway?"

"I thought since this is a good day, we'd go sailing." he answered easily.

"Sailing?" Sakura echoed, her eyes casting doubts toward the blue ocean.

"Sailing." Sasuke confirmed as he lead her down the hill toward the dock. "Or if you don't want to..." he left the question hanging with confusion.

"It's...fine." Sakura managed to answer with a force smile. She hadn't been sailing in ages, not since her mother passed away.

"If you really don't want to, we can find something else to do here." Sasuke offered when he saw the painful expression passed over her beautiful face.

"If we're sailing, we'd better get going. I want to see the ocean." Sakura said in a forced cheerful tone.

Sasuke nodded, still unconvinced about her sudden cheerfulness. He knew she was faking it, no matter how hard she tries to cover it up. Whatever that she is afraid of, he's fully intend to fins out soon.

They walked through the busy docks where fishermen were loading their caught fish onto wagons to be sold at the market, or Palengke, as Sasuke had explained it to her. He was extremely knowledgeable when pointing things out to her. It made her wonder just how well he know his surrounding.

Finally they were on the ledge of a port that connected the wooden steps to a medium white yacht. It was beautiful, sitting in the ocean with a majestic air around the port.

"May I present 'Tranquility'." Sasuke said proudly as he pat the side of the boat.

"She's beautiful." Sakura breathed out.

"This was my first yacht. I build it with the help of Aliba, the boat master. A well known person in this area." Sasuke explained.

"Wow. I would have never took you as yacht person." Sakura teased, her emerald eyes twinkling mischievously.

Sasuke chuckled. "There's a lot of things you don't know about me, Miss Haruno."

Sakura laughed. "I suppose so."

"Shall we?" Sasuke asked, extending his hand and helped her into the waiting boat. Her feet landed on the deck floor as it wobbled a bit causing her to loose balanced.

Sasuke chuckled as he watched Sakura struggled to stand up. "Careful up there." he called out.

"I'm fine." Sakura grumbled back.

Sasuke smiled then turned to Jiva, the person who watches his yacht when he left in the port. Satisfied that he explained everything, Sasuke climbed up the yacht while Jiva untied the think string to free the yacht from the port.

Sakura made herself comfortable by walking around the rim of the yacht, trying to see into the clear water. The front of the yacht was surrounded by cushion seats for relaxing, she suppose.

"Come on. I want to show you the inside." Sasuke said as he came up behind her.

The inside of the yacht was luxurious. Panels of oak ran along the walls painted soft mauve. Sofas and glass table were placed in the dining area as well as a flat screen plasma television and stereos.

The kitchen was a full function complete with gas stoves and refrigerator. Painted soft cream colored, it looked inviting and homely.

"It's amazing." Sakura said as they entered the bedroom. A single huge bed was placed in the middle of the room surrounded by vanity mirror and night table.

"I'd like to think so." Sasuke agreed. "Have you ever been sailing before?"

"A couple of times back in the States. My father was an addict when it comes to life on the oceanfront. He used to take Mama, Li and I out on his yacht in Maine whenever summer arrives."

"How good of him." Sasuke agreed. "How about a little fishing?"

"Why, are you telling me that I have to catch my own lunch?" Sakura said in mock surprised.

"I'll make you work for your lunch, Miss Haruno." Sasuke teased back.

Sakura laughed. "Okay."

They went back up to the deck where the fishing supplies were waiting. Sakura had a hard time trying to place the wiggling worm onto the sharp hook, while trying not to be scared of the tiny slippery creature wiggling between her fingers. Sasuke had insisted that hooks bait with worms was much better than the fake ones while claiming that the poor unfortunate fish should have a decent meal before they end up on the grill themselves. She had laughed at his twisted logic.

"Now, we have to throw the line over into the water. The gentler you throw the line, the less disturbed the water will be, and your chance of catching fish increases."

"Like this?" Sakura threw the line over the boat landing it in the water with a soft 'pling'.

"Pretty much." Sasuke said as he did the same to his.

Every now and then, little conversations strike up before both fell into a comfortable silence waiting for the fish to take the bait.

"So tell me, why were you so scared when we first got into the yacht?" Sasuke began casually, his tone light.

"You noticed?" Sakura asked surprised.

"You looked like a drown cat when you first set foot on the deck." Sasuke chuckled as Sakura threw him a mock glare.

"Well, Papa always tells me and Li about the tales of men sailing across the ocean and never been seen by anyone again, ever. I was really afraid because during that time, the sky suddenly got dark and rain began to fall. I saw one of the men fell overboard screaming for help, but I couldn't do anything except stand there watched him drown. Little did I know, they were only playing."

"They should get their asses kicked." Sasuke commented as he tried to fought off the smile that ticked his upper lips.

"Sadly, they didn't get their asses as you put it. But they did get an earful from my father." Sakura chuckled at the memories.

It seemed like forever before Sakura felt the string tugged beneath her fingers. Squealing out lowly, she jabbed Sasuke on the side to get his attention. He chuckled before helping her reel in the fish. The string kept stretching and a moment later, the pair got a tenacious look on their faces as they tugged hard on the string.

"Must be one damn big fish." Sasuke grumbled.

"Just keep pulling. I don't want to starve today." Sakura grumbled back.

Sasuke grunted before giving the string to goos solid tug. As if that would bring the mysteriously strong fish to them, he flailed his arms to the side trying to regain some balance. Sakura let go of the string to grab his arm but that only cause more unbalance on the boat. Not long, the pair found themselves falling over board into the clear water.

Sasuke surfaced first as he looked frantically around trying to locate Sakura, who at the moment was still missing.

"Sakura." Sasuke sputtered out as he dove under water once more. He came up for air when he spotted blonde hair peaking from the surface. Swimming toward the brightly lit colored hair, he gave a gentle tug only to find it empty. The first thought that entered his mind was that Sakura had her head chewed off by the monster fish they tried to catch in the first place, then he scolded himself for bing such a dopehead.

Diving under again, he found her limp body falling into the depth of the ocean and he hurriedly swam towards her. Pulling on her arms and legs, he manged to dragged her up to the surface. She looked quite pale from the lack of oxygen and her lips were turning purple.

"Damn, damn, damn." Sasuke muttered angrily as he got them both onto the yacht. Placing her on the cushioned sofa, he lightly slap her cheeks. No movement. He decided to perform CPR, smashing his mouth against her, giving her a couple of short breath before pumping her chest gently. Repeating the process a few more times, Sakura had finally responded when she shot up suddenly, coughing salty water from her mouth.

Sasuke rocked back on his rear as he gave a sigh of relief. That was...scary. The closest thing that had him scared was when he was five and he lost his most precious necklace his grandmother gave him on his fifth birthday, except what he had just gone through was much, much worst than that.

"Are you okay?" Sasuke asked when he finally gain his sense back. Sakura managed to nod before croaking out 'water'. Sasuke handed her a bottle of water he pulled from the nearby fridge and watched her swallow the liquid. "You could have told me that you couldn't swim." Sasuke remarked mildly, though his tone was somewhat angry.

Sakura spared a moment to glower at him. "How was I suppose to know that I would miraculously remember and volunteer that piece of information?"

"Well, we are in the middle of an ocean." Sasuke replied. "Oh, by the way, your..." he handed her the blonde wig and Sakura blushed slightly.

"Thanks." Sakura mumbled extending her hand and reached for it. Sasuke must have thought better of it because he quickly snatched back the damn wig.

"Hn. You're going to explain to me first." he said sternly.

Sakura rolled her eyes. "Can I at least change out of my wet clothes."

Sasuke finally realized that she was completely soaked. The tight jeans was even tighter on her now, showing her delectable behind as well as her white blouse, which was now, completely transparent as well. "Uh...yeah."

Sakura nodded as she extended her hands toward him in suggestion to help her up. He did so and noticed that she leaned slightly onto him. Probably still shocked.

They made way to the bedroom and Sasuke unbuttoned his shirt and handed to her. Sakura looked at him oddly. "I don't have any spare clothes here, so mine will have to do until your clothes are dry."

Sakura blushed and nodded. He handed her the shirt and left the room awkwardly with a mumble of 'I'll be outside.'

She guessed his shirt was large and long when she estimate the size. Flicking the clasps on her bra, Sakura slid out of them and hang them on the rail in the bathroom. She decided to keep her panties on since there was no way in hell would she walk around Sasuke Uchiha naked underneath. His shirt was impossibly large when she placed it on her tiny body. The shirttail went a few inches above her knees and the sleeves were well passed her arms. She had to roll it a couple of times to adjust to the right length. Looking around the tiny but well kept bathroom for a scrunchy, she couldn't find none. Not even a rubber band. With a sigh, she decided to leave her hair to dry.

'It's not that bad.' her inner self began to speak.

'So you say. I'm stranded in the middle of no where with no clothes and...'

'What are you grumbling about? He gave you the shirt off his back. If you want the pants too, all you have to do was ask.'

'I didn't mean that. Besides, his shirt is big, huge.'

'Hm...do you suppose his pe---'

'Don't go there.' Sakura chided as her face flamed crimson.

'Alright, but you have to admit, it smelled rather nice though. His scent.'

Sakura lifted the sleeves and sniffed the fabric. It smelled wholly of him of him, as if his scent was forever branded on this particular shirt. Pine woods and cinnamon spice coupled with salty ocean breeze. It was purely a masculine scent.

'You do know what you're doing, right?'

'What's that?'

'You're fangirling him.'

Sakura made a face. 'I did no such thing.'

'Uh huh. Keep lying to yourself. Maybe that fact will miraculously became the truth.'

'Shut up. I have heard enough from you.' Sakura grumbled as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her inner self had laughed but finally left her alone. Exiting the bathroom, she tried to pulled down the shirt more to cover her bare legs but that only causes the top part to extend lower which causes her breasts to bare out more. She hadn't though of that fact. Maybe his shirt wasn't big enough after all.

She found him shirtless. Her breath had suddenly been knocked out of her body. Bending over, she had the perfect view of his muscle corded back as well as his backside. Swallowing her nervousness, she approached him with enough sounds so he would noticed her. She didn't want to give out anything bad since the image of him naked suddenly invaded her mind.

'No, bad, don't imagine it. Anything but that.' she childed herself as he turned to stare at her with a somewhat shocked expression on his face. Sakura fidgeted with the hem of the shirt lightly causing it to rise more giving him a perfect view of her long bare smooth legs.

He never would have thought that his shirt would looked entirely sexy on her. The deep V where the first button had clasped was down the middle of her pert breasts giving him a view of half of her creamy breasts, then down to her narrow ribcage and her tucked-in stomach, down to her creamy bare thighs and legs as well as her tiny delicate feet. He was never a feet person but seeing hers made him want to rush over and wrapped those around his hips while he thrust into her soft, sweet---

'Stop it. Damn, you're acting like a horny teenager. We're waaay passed that phase.'

'Uh...I...she...' he stammered.

'Yes I know. Ask her if she need a back rub or something.'

'Don't be stupid.'

'Man, have you seen her rack? seriously, if that doesn't nailed up to the spot then we're seriously loosing our touch.'

'Shut up.'

'Alright, but seriously, you need to say something. She looked freaked out with us staring at her like she's a piece of meat.'

"Uh...that was quick." Sasuke said. Sakura timidly smile as she walked toward him.

"Well, I wasn't going to pass out or anything." Sakura teased.

"Well, I wouldn't want that."

'Liar.'

'Shut up.'

"So, what are you doing?" Sakura asked lightly as she walked a bit closer.

"Late lunch, I guess."

"You caught a fish?" Sakura asked surprised.

Sasuke smirked. "Of course. I'm not an amateur."

Sakura rolled her eyes. "Spoken like a true sport. Is there anything I can help?"

'Yeah, you can get on your knees and---' the voice began.

'Shut uuuuup.' Sasuke growled at his conscience.

"So?" Sakura's voice brought him back.

"Uh...can you make the salad?" he asked lamely.

Sakura grinned. "It's my specialty."

'You can find another specialty.'

'Does she realized half of the things she said is completely double sided?'

'My thoughts exactly.'

"Great. Vegetables are in the kitchen along with some dressing and desserts."

He has to get her out of here. The very sight of her in his shirt alone was enough to drive him to the brink of insanity. If she parades around him wearing nothing but that, he wasn't going to be responsible for his action. That damn shirt kept rising each time she moves, showing him the undulating movement of her round hips and derriere. Her long graceful legs were flawless. Smooth and creamy and bear no scars at all.

He felt his little Sasuke stiffened and cursed it for the tenth times. He had to divert his mind from her.

'Think, think hard.' with that thought, his cock stiffened more.

'Okay, forget that. Think cold. Itachi in Antarctica. Itachi in speedo. Mai in ice water.' Sasuke made a face as the image of his old age secretary in bikini entered his mind. 'Mai would probably have a fit right now if she knew what I was thinking.'

The smell of burning registered in his brain as he pulled the fish out of the fire. Well, one of the fish was burned anyway. Looked like he already had his dinner cut out for him.

'Great.'

Sakura struggled to find everything in the kitchen. Finally, after assembling everything she needed, she proceeded to work. Cutting vegetables into strips and pieces, dumping it into the bowl, making dressing from scratch, while her mind was still on the man outside the door.

'He looked kind of strange, don't you think?'

'Hmm...and you wonder why. Sak, you're walking around in his shirt. Naked, might I add."

'Not by choice.' she argued as she dumped the cut vegetables into a bowl and washed them.

'Well, don't you think he have a hard time around?'

'Why? He doesn't like me like that.'

'You're blind, Sak. Well, whatever. I'd say we jump him tonight and make him ours.'

Sakura almost dropped the bowl she was holding at that thought. 'Wha-?Don't be ridiculous!'

'Yeah, you're right. Maybe not here anyway.'

'I'm not jumping Sasuke Uchiha anyway or anywhere, so forget about it.'

'I'm your instinct. Should you listen and trust me?'

'If I listen to you, we would be on our back right now and Sasuke would be getting what he want already.'

'Okay then, why didn't you trust me about Sasuke?'

'Because it will only lead to heartbreak. Guys like him come and go when they get what they want.'

'You've become jaded over the years. You know, not every guy is like Greg---'

'Enough of that already. I told you not to bring him up any longer.'

'Okay, so he's a touchy subject for you. Geez, you don't have to bite my head off.'

'Well then, you shouldn't have brought it up.'

How was I suppose to know that it's a taboo?'

'You're my conscience, aren't you?'

'So?'

'You're suppose to know what I'm thinking.'

'Your thoughts are irrational.'

"Talking to yourself?" Sasuke asked from the door way. His was leaning against the door, his naked upper body glistened in a fine sheen of sweats.

"Sometimes, my conscience is really driving me crazy." Sakura said with a sighed.

Sasuke chuckled. "You're not the only one. You're ready with the salad? The fish are done and waiting for us outside."

"Great. I'm starving." Sakura said as she mixed in the dressing completely ignorant to the fact that Sasuke was having another inner battle with himself.

'Well, I'm starving too. For your body.'

'God, I'm going to murder you if you don't shut up right now.'

'Go ahead. Need I remind you if I die, so will you?'

'Hn. So it seems.'

"Sasuke?" Sakura asked waving a hand in front of his face back and forth trying to get his attention. He spaced out on her for a minute there.

"Sorry. What did you say?" Sasuke said when he snapped back from reality.

"I said, let's get going." Sakura repeated as she bypassed him out the door leaving him to once again stare at her ass.

'You are by far the most perverted man I have ever met. I'm proud of you.'

Sasuke scoffed and left the room.

They dined on the front deck of the yacht with occasional jabbering to and fro. Before long, it was getting dark. The sun was setting as they sat on the edge of the yacht overlooking the sunset.

"It's beautiful." Sakura breathed out as she watched the sun fully set over the horizon.

"You think that's beautiful, you should definitely see the stars across the sky during nighttime. It's magical."

"Can we?" Sakura turned toward him with a hopeful expression on her face, her emerald eyes glittering like thousands of diamond.

"Uh...I guess so." Sasuke agreed as she shot him a brilliant smile.

"So why did you hide your hair color?" Sasuke asked casually.

"Would you take me seriously if I have a head full of pink hair?" Sakura asked pointedly.

"Why would the color of your hair has anything to do with anything?" Sasuke countered with a raised brow.

"It has anything to do with everything!" Sakura exclaimed.

"Okay. Care to elaborate that?"

"When I first came back from the states, walking through the hulking glass door of Haruno Industry was a dream come true. At least for me anyway. I wanted to accomplished so much during my time in Tokyo. At first, it went over great. The employees were friendly and nice, everyone was helpful to direct me to the right way if I loose my way. Then, when Papa left for an emergency and appointed me as a temporary holder of the company, everyone lost their respect for me. Maybe there was never a respect in the first place. I tired every way I can think of for everyone to take me seriously, but it didn't work out that way. They all treated me as if I'm just a little girl in the big world, still in her fairy tale land of being the boss of everyone since her father is the owner. It was never liked that at all." Sakura sighed as she leaned back on her elbow. "Then one day, I was in the ladies room, a couple of employees walked in chattering. I was about to get out when I heard my name mentioned. I thought this was my chance to find out what everyone think of me. Do you know what I heard?" Sakura gave a sad laughed. "She's nothing but a spoil daddy's girl. I can't believe she thinks that she can dictate us like her father. I mean, look at those awfully weird hair color. Who in the world has hair like that and expect anyone to take her seriously? and after that, well, I guess you know the rest."

Sasuke looked perplexed for a bit before his face contorted into an angry scowl. He grabbed her shoulder tightly as he turned to face her. "You are one of the strongest women I know in my life. Nothing, least of all, something as petty as your hair color will change the way you are. You are a born naturalist and you demand respect as you deserved. As the way it should be. No one can compare you to your father because you are completely two different people. The way you projected yourself to the world, how you put yourself out there to compete is the way you get respect, not by changing your looks or hide your true self, because that would only succeed you in getting respect only the half you showed the world." Sasuke said truthfully. Next to his grandmother and his mother, Sakura was one of the women he can respect from the business as well as personal point of view.

Sakura looked a bit shocked from his outburst. She obviously didn't want his pity, least of all his anger. And that's how he looked at her right at this moment. With pity in his eyes.

Swallowing back a choked sob, Sakura looked the other way. "Stop looking at me like that."

"Like what?" Sasuke asked confused.

"Stop with the pity already. I didn't need it three years ago from those people and I don't need one from you right now."

"You think I pity you?" Sasuke echoed incredulously. "Far from it. You are the last person I would pity. I would pity a child whose got no parents, women whose been abused by their spouses, people who are born with incurable diseases. But you, you deserved much more than anyone can give. Admiration is one of them."

"You...admire---?" Sakura squeaked out.

"What's not too? And if you show those back at the company the real you, wig or not, they would still come to respect you like they did many years ago. You've got nothing to hide now. Show them that without your disguise, you're still the same person who demanded the same authority."

"You think it'll work?" Sakura said with a grin.

"Hell, of course. If not, well, we can always fire them." he said with a straight face.

Sakura threw her head back and laughed. The tingling sound of thousands of silver bells rang over his skin sending goosebumps down his spine. After their little talk, he no longer look at her in the same light. The uptight woman, full of sexual appeals he'd first met was only a part of her. The rest, he wanted to find it with their time together.

Sakura scooted close to him as she reached out and shyly pull his face between her ever soft fingers as she placed the softest kiss upon his cheek. Her lips lingering near his jawline then toward his ear.

"Thank you." she whispered out softly before pulling back with a smile that sent his sanity straight to hell.


AN:: God, I finally finished with this chapter. Almost 6000 words. It took me forever to come up with the story line for this chapter alone. I plotted out the rest but I just needed to get past certain chapters to move on. After rewriting it for five times, I managed to come up with a decent scene for the wig. LOL.

Thanks for the reviews. Great and inspiring as always. Now, I'm going to get my mind set to work on My Dirty Little Secret. It's going to hard since I didn't even start writing the chapter yet!