Chapter Nine

A/n:I'm actually in class right now, typing up an iMovie but kind of got bored and decided to start typing the next chapter. Don't worry though; I'm way head then most of my classmates. But... you know what? I'll continue this author's note at the end of the chapter.

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Apparently, Sakura had fallen asleep. She opened her eyes but quickly shut them as the sun's powerful rays glared into them, groaning, she dug around her gym bag for her sunglasses.

"Hn...the meeting is at one...Aa," Sasuke held his phone against his ear with one hand on the steering wheel. He stole a glance at the rosette, which seemed to be having some trouble searching for something. Judging by the way she was squinting as the morning sun glaring into the car, she was looking for her glasses.

"Sir?"

Returning his attention back to the conversation that he was having with their secretary, "Aa."

"Sir, Uchiha-sama just called in and there's a meeting that's going to begin in an hour."

Sasuke signed heavily, it was just like his father to call an unplanned meeting just like the drop of a hat. "Hn."

"Seriously...where the hell are those sunglasses?" Sakura muttered angrily under her breath as she dumped the content of her gym bag into her lap.

"Sir, your father says he wants you here in a half hour."

Sasuke looked at the irate rosette, half listening to his secretary.

"Sakura,"

"Huh?" Sakura stopped her rummaging and turn to face Sasuke.

He slipped the sunglasses perched on the bridge of his nose and placed it on Sakura's. With his index finger, he pushed it up, shielding her bright emerald orbs from the radiant sun.

"We'll see you here in 30 minutes then Sir."

Sasuke placed his hand back onto the steering wheel, turning into a luxurious apartment complex. "Aa."

Shutting his phone, he pulled into a parking space and shifted in the car into park before he got out. Sakura sat there shocked at the young Uchiha's actions that were still fresh in her mind. Her door opened, "Hn, do you have some nice clothes?"

Snapping out of her daze, Sakura nodded.

"Hn, come on." He left and started walking to the entrance of the apartments.

Sakura quickly grabbed her bag and chased after him. "Wait! Where are we going?"

"Hn, I have a meeting in a half hour."

Sakura stopped at the doors, which Sasuke held open for her. "And that concerns me why..."

Sasuke sighed, "I can't drive you home and make it to the meeting in time. So you're coming to the meeting with me."

As they came through the doors, the clerk at the desk bowed, "Good morning sir."

Sasuke gave him a curt nod and made his way to the elevator, pushing the button he stood there with his hands in his pockets.

"You know I can just call a cab or take a bus home." Sakura stated.

The elevator opened with a 'ding', Sasuke stepped inside and pushed the button that read 28.

"Hn," Sasuke grunted as he leaned against the railing.

Sakura stared at him unbelievably, "That's it? Just 'Hn'? What the h- this view is so pretty!"

As the elevator rose higher and higher the view of the city appeared, Sakura leaned against the glass panes as she stared in awe at the view, forgetting the rant she just had.

Sasuke smirked at the rosette, she was so easily side tracked.

What the two teens failed to realize was that they were standing side by side, shoulders touching.


He slipped the key into the lock and twisted the metal handle, opening the white door. Walking inside, Sasuke went to his bedroom; well that's what Sakura assumed it was. On the way, he threw his keys onto a white coffee table.

Sakura took a look around. The apartment was quite frankly...plain. Everything was black, white, navy, or silver and it was furnished with the basic things. A flat screen TV hung on the wall and your basic electronics with a white leather L-shaped section like the one at their school and matching arm chairs. In the middle was a glass table sitting on top of a navy rug. The kitchen had silver appliances and a glass table with four black stools.

Walking over to the leather sectional, she sat down. Sakura sat back and took in the breathtaking view; it was definitely not your everyday thing to see.

From Sasuke's apartment window, you could over look the city. Tall skyscrapers and towers went through the clouds, never-ending. The glass panes glistening in the sunlight, reflecting a rainbow over the river that divided the city. Billboards appeared here and there. Pictures after pictures, text after text.

"Hn, you can change. Bathroom is on the left." Sasuke came out buttoning up his sleeves. He traded in his football tee and blue jeans for a silky, navy dress shirt and black dress pants. A silver tie was hung around his neck, this time it was tighten unlike his rebellious loose tie.

Sakura got up without a word and made her way to the bathroom.

She found a door ajar as she walked down the hallway, pushing it open, it revealed a big luxurious bathroom the size of her living room and kitchen combined. 'Stupid Rich Bastard.'

Stripping of her jacket, grey tee, and jeans she changed into a much more formal outfit. In place of her tee and jeans was a dark silky blue dress shirt/blouse that was tucked in a pair of white pants. The sleeves were rolled up just slightly above her elbows. Running her hand through her pink hair, she got rid of all the knots and tangles. Looking into the mirror, satisfy she grabbed a pair of navy heels out of her bag and slipped then on. Faking a smile, she grabbed her belongings and left, quite frankly unhappy with the whole situation.

'Who was he to command me around like that?'

-Well he saved you last night and bought you breakfast, plus you LOVE him.

'What the hell, I thought I locked you up years ago!'

-Hello to you too Miss. Grumpy Pants.

'Cut the bull shit inner.'

-Dang, someone got out the wrong side of the bed this morning. But how could you? You woke up to the handsomely sexy face of THE Uchiha Sasuke!

'Shut it, you're starting to sound like Sayuki.'

-Ohhh looks it's our handsome Sasuke

'Huh?'

Upon talking to her inner and walking out to the living room, she crashed into a hard solid brick wall full of muscle. Letting out a wheeze,"Oof."

Sakura felt the wind knocked out of her, the room seemed to be spinning around and around. Placing a hand on her head, she closed eyes and took a deep breath in. A throbbing pain shot through her head, it was pulsing like a heartbeat.

"Hn," Sasuke walked passed her, not bothering to ask if she was okay or not.

'Now he acts like the jerk he's suppose to be.' Sakura rolled her eyes but winced as another pulse of pain exploded in her head. 'God...my head hurts.'


The car ride to the Uchiha Corps was silent with Sasuke driving and Sakura resting her head on her lap. Kami was not being nice to her at all, her throbbing headache turned into a migraine. Once Sasuke parked the car, Sakura reluctantly got out and entered the building.

Men clad in black suits greeted them bowing, "Uchiha-sama."

Sasuke gave them a quick nod and began walking to the elevator with Sakura following right behind as the men surrounded them. Everywhere they went, people bowed.

At the elevator, a man bowed. "Sir, your father has arrived. He's currently in the meeting room on the sixth floor."

"Hn, tell him we're on the way up." Sasuke pushed the sixth button, all of the workers bowed as the elevator's door closed. But a pale hand rejected...it belonged to the secretary.

"Sir...your fiancée is upstairs too." With the final words, the door closed.

Sasuke sighed heavily, more than ever.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, he leaned back deep in thought. 'Isn't there another girl of a big business out there? Ino...wife? She's just so...bitchy...slutty...rude...annoying. Stupid marriage arrangements.'

They walked out of the elevator and down the hallway, once again, workers bowing at every step they took. As the "couple" walked out of ear range, a group of workers started to gossip.

"Who's the rosette?"

"Is that Uchiha-sama's girlfriend?"

"Is she? Because there's a rumor going around that Uchiha-sama is engaged to Ino."

The workers gasped, "What? Her?"

"Well that's what I heard. It's such a shame."

"Why is that?"

"The rosette would have been perfect."

"Oh shut up, you don't even know her! As a matter of fact, you don't even know her name!"

"Exactly, for all we know she could be another blood-thirsty fangirl."

"But I don't think she's a fangirl, she's not clinging to Uchiha-sama like Ino would."

They looked at the retreating forms of the two; the rosette was at least two or three feet apart from their boss.

"Well you got a point."

"What are you guys standing around here for? Get to work!"

"Hai!" They scurried apart, back to their assigned work place.


They arrived at the conference room, which was filled with many high class business men and women. Fugaku stood at the front of the room with Mikoto next to him, as well as Itachi. Sasuke made his way over, bowing to other business men on the way.

"Otou-san,"

"Son,"

"Itachi,"

"Sasuke,"

Mikoto sweat dropped at their greeting, 'What kind of family is this?'

Unlike her stoic family, she went up to Sasuke and gave him a big hug. "Sasu-cakes!"

Now it was her family's turn to sweat drop while the Sakura let out a twinkling laugh, pushing the throbbing pain that shot through her head into a locked up box. It was quite an amusing sight to see Sasuke's mother to hug him, considering she was at least a head shorter and then calling him 'Sasu-cakes'...priceless.

The Uchiha averted there gaze to the rosette standing next to Sasuke.

"Sasuke, who's the girl?" Fugaku questioned, quite curious. It wasn't like for his son to bring any girl to these events.

Looking over at Sakura, "This is one of my classmates Sakura."

Smirking, Itachi took her petite hand and kissed it. "Well, it's certainly nice to meet you Sak-ur-a."

Thinking that he had her under his spell, well he thought wrong. Her next action shocked everyone. Her cheerful face twisted into a disgusted one as she wiped her hand on the sleeve of Sasuke's navy shirt, which he scowled at. His hand shot out and griped her hand, stopping her from wipe his brother's saliva all over his sleeve. He handed her a handkerchief. Taking it quickly she began furiously wiping her hand, "Umm...where's the restrooms?"

Sasuke pointed to the left, "Down the left hallway."

"Thanks," Sakura quickly walked out of the room.


Everyone was quite frankly shocked at the pink haired girl's reactions. The typical reaction to THE Uchiha Itachi kissing a girl's hand would be fainting.

"Well Sasuke, that's quite a classmate you got there." Fugaku acknowledged.

"Hn,"

Mikoto looked at her son suspiciously, crossing her arms she smiled. "Sasuke...is there something you would like to tell us?"

Sasuke raised an eyebrow, was he suppose to tell them something? He took a sip out of a water bottle that was placed on the table. "Hn?"

"Like a certain rosette being your girlfriend?" Mikoto questioned, smiling brightly.


A/n: Short I know...sorry :( I had all of the ideas set out yesterday but when I woke up this morning...I couldn't get it out..-sobs- I'm SORRY! But hoped it satisfy you need for this weekend, I'll try to update tomorrow if I get a chance :) On the other hand, I've created a tumblr account so check it out, it's on my profile. Any concerns if I don't update for a long time will be on there, as well as previews, questions and answers regarding this fanfic. So any questions that you guys want a answer to, review it and I'll answer them as soon as possible. So REVIEW! I only got like seven reviews :'( Make my day please, it's all gloomy in Ohio. Curse the rain and thunder. Eep! it just thunder! REVIEW! Last Question, is Sasuke out of character?