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Title: Midnight Encounter with the Devil

Cold water splashed into the deep tub as the drenched jacket began to drown under as Sakura looked through the pictures in her hands once again. She couldn't believe it but calmly just shook the thought away, having a stalker is just enough. But Sasuke?

How could he be stalking her? There is no need because they are already keeping in touch in merely the wrong places and wrong time...could that be how he was stalking her? Watching her every move? Even the thought of Sasuke peering down watching her shower every night sent shivers up to her spine. No, he is not that kind of person, Sakura thought...but what if he was--

There was a knock on the door that startled Sakura as she accidentally dropped the pictures into the water. She quickly rummaged through the water trying to save the pictures from getting wet...Sakura paused for a moment. Why was she saving them? Even if she did, it wouldn't do her any good. She stood up and walked up to the door facing down towards the tile floor as Sasuke's voice talked behind the door.

"Sakura? Are you all right? You've been there for quite awhile," his warm voice spun around Sakura's mind. The kind and gentle voice that calms her sense down has kept personal pictures of her. That moment, she felt betrayed, and used.

Again, the voice was heard again behind the door, "Sakura, you there? Sakura? I'm going to come in," a worried tone came from Sasuke as Sakura held her hand on the doorknob and gathered her courage and spoke to him after her shock from finding something about him that she had never known until tonight.

"N...n...No Sasuke, I...I'm fine, really. I'll be out there in just a minute..." Sakura looked behind her and took a glimpse of his jacket and bit her lip, "your jacket still needs some rinsing. I'll hang it out on the balcony later, just...just make yourself like home...and...I'll be there later all right?" Sakura held herself. On the other side, Sasuke listened and wondered what was keeping her so long.

Sakura ran to the tub going through Sasuke's jacket trying to find something that might explain the pictures. Nothing was found. Frustrated, Sakura held the pictures and put them back into the envelope and placed it into the pocket where she found it.

She washed the jacket and rinsed it and placed it outside where it hung out in the balcony. Wiping her face from some small tears, she headed back inside where she found Sasuke making himself comfortable on her favorite couch watching some reality television show. She carefully sat in a chair far from him watching him as he chomped down on some popcorn he had found on the counter which was originally for Sakura and the movie she had recently rented that night. Her emerald eyes watched his every move...left and right.

Realizing that she was quiet, Sasuke stopped eating and looked at Sakura. He knew that something was wrong but couldn't put his finger on it.

"You all right? You seem quiet--" but before he could finish, Sakura interrupted him with a trembling voice.

"Could you please leave? I would like to be left alone tonight..." she looked away from him.

Sasuke cleared his throat and set the bowl of popcorn aside and got up and walked toward her. Eyeing her he was confused and kneeled before her, he heard Sakura hesitate.

"Is something wrong?" Sasuke whispered.

"Just get away from me," a harsh cold voice emerged from her mouth.

Understanding her in some way, Sasuke made his way toward the balcony and swung his half dry jacket on his shoulder and headed over to the door. When he opened the door, he took one look at Sakura, who was also looking at him, and then left. When he did, Sakura got up and walked over to where Sasuke had sat and picked up the bowl of popcorn and headed over to the kitchen and threw away the contents disgusted that his hands had touched it. Sakura threw the bowl away also, and headed upstairs toward her bedroom and shut the door. Small cries were heard behind her bedroom door.

Outside of her apartment, Sasuke noticed that the sky had stopped raining. He continued on and approached his motorbike. Putting on his jacket to keep himself from getting a cold, he turned on the ignition and rode away looking back at Sakura's dimmed lit bedroom window.

He drove down the street and swerved a quick right until he passed a few small buildings and then cruised down a dark narrow alley and then came to a stop as he entered a vacant parking lot near a convenient store and club. Sasuke saw a vehicle parked a few parking aisles away from the building. Leaving out a sigh, he got off his motorcycle and slowly walked over to the car.

Before he reached the black convertible, a young man opened the door and came out. Greeting the air with his long luscious black hair, his clear complexion seemed to give the dark light a gloomy look on his face.

"So it seems that you have the courage to come see me," his mahogany eyes took a closer look at Sasuke, who was a little drenched from the recent rain that night. The mysterious young man was dressed in his finest black suit with a cashmere shirt with a red tie to give him a rich sexy look. Sasuke scoffed at his ridiculous look. What was he dressed for? A modeling show? Sasuke looked at himself and smiled at his own unique look. He was wearing a half drench leather jacket alone with some faded jeans and a black shirt. Not that fancy, but not that bad, he smiled.

"Do you have it?" the man before him approached closer by a few steps. He held out his long thin arm toward him as if he was expecting Sasuke to give him something.

Sasuke walked closer to him and reached for his pocket on his leather jacket and felt nothing. Trying to reassure himself, he looked again, nothing. He checked the other pocket and nothing. He muttered a curse word and looked up at the young man in front of him. He didn't know who he was since the only communication the two men had was over on email and on letters and rarely on the phone, at least once he had heard his voice but thought that his voice was disguised. Tonight, it was the first time Sasuke would see him face to face.

"Do you have it or not? I do not have time for this, just give me what I want," the dark young man stepped closer and a dim street light shined on him. Sasuke's eyes gaped open as he found out who the man he was working for.

"Surprised to see who I really am?" he gave out a devious laugh, "now, where are the pictures?"

"It seems to me that I have left them at your fiancée's place," Sasuke told him.

"And what were you doing there? I told you not to go near her again, as part of your assignment, your only encounter with her is only when--" before he could finish, Sasuke walked up to him until he was a few inches away from the model's so called beautiful face.

"Now that I finally know who you are, I have been waiting for this day to see you face to face...as you can see I have no clue what your motives are but I thought that you wanted me to just get closer to her and I have all right? I have done my job, this whole thing is over," Sasuke explained.

Akihiro looked at him in a mysterious manner and then smiled a laugh. "Well well well, it seems to me that you have deepened your assignment while I was away. Sure, you have gotten closer to her but I have never expected you to fall in love with her, look at what she has done to you, you have softened up. I knew I should never have hired you, you were just the pretty boy type that Sakura would fall for," he sighed.

"I have not fallen in love with her, she and I are just friends," Sasuke was confused at what he had said, "what are the pictures for? And who took them anyway...how did I manage to get them?" Sasuke asked.

"Well where did you receive them?" Akihiro responded.

"While I was at work, I got an envelope addressed to me. And there it was, the pictures of Sakura and me. Did you hire someone to stalk Sakura and me? You are sick." Sasuke darted his words through Akihiro like a knife through his chest.

"I hired the paparazzi to take pictures of you two together, and it worked so well," Akihiro sighed with relief.

"What do you mean it worked so well...what were the pictures for?" Sasuke asked and then he knew what the answer was, "you are thinking of selling them to the public? Why would you do that? Don't you love Sakura, or is she just a little pawn like me in your own little game?"

Akihiro ignored him and told him, "Have you read the headlines of this morning's newspaper?"

"Allegations against Sephora, there were some charges of laundering to some of the members of that company of yours, what about it?" Sasuke shrugged it off like it was nothing.

"Well pretty boy, I was the one who was taking the money. Now to pay it back, I have to use my dear Sakura to pay the price," Akihiro felt a pang of guilt within him when he said that.

"Why are you doing this? Don't you love her? You're engaged to her, and wait...the whole engagement thing was also for money right? I could tell that you never truly loved her. She called off the engagement, but then you were in so need of money that you proposed to her again with the same exact ring she had. How low can you get?" his words spat out in disgust of Akihiro.

"You simply can read other people's minds, well an excellent job you have done. Now, I want you to get those pictures back from Sakura's place," Akihiro began walking away.

Catching up to him, Sasuke wasn't finished yet. He caught his arm in a tight grip and stopped Akihiro from going, "Sakura could've seen them, and what are you going to do about it? Obviously, she is going to find out that you were behind all of this," Sasuke told him.

Akihiro ignored him and headed over to the black vehicle and stopped to see Sasuke once again, "I have an important meeting I must attend to, and don't worry pretty boy. If Sakura found out about the pictures, I have it covered for you and her. Don't worry, I've got it all in my head right here," he pointed to his head and then turned on the ignition.

"Who are you?" Sasuke knew who Akihiro was but he never knew that he was capable of such character.

Before Akihiro headed off, he flashed a sly smile and told Sasuke, "I am simply the Devil," with that said, he drove off into the dark night, which seemed to suit him, leaving Sasuke out in the dust. When the black convertible disappeared from the corner, Sasuke ran over to his motorcycle and cruised away, he had to see Sakura...now.

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