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disclaimer: nope, sorry, i don't own naruto.
Sakura went on a fury rampage from that point on. Many people cowered in fear of getting hurt. The man stood there with a smirk on his face. She's very…interesting…
Sakura frantically ran out of the restaurant, not wanting to make herself appear more foolish. The cold yet refreshing air calmed her down a bit. This is my worst Christmas ever! Sakura thought glumly. She took in another gulp of air and slowly trekked home.
Rays of sunshine shone through Sakura's apartment. They reached her eyes and she groaned. She didn't want to get up but remembered she had a shopping date with Hinata and Ino. Begrudgingly, Sakura got up and took a shower to wash away the sleepiness. Looking through her closet, Sakura picked out a pair of jeans, a white sweater, and some white sneakers. She walked back to the bathroom to comb out her wet hair and noticed a portion of it cut off. That's when yesterday's events flooded back to her. Knowing she can't go out looking like her hair was caught in a mowing machine, Sakura decided to go to the salon before meeting up with Hinata and Ino. Getting out her pink coat and a scarf, Sakura walked out into the chilly, morning air to the salon.
As Sakura walked down the streets, she was deep in thought.
I haven't cut my hair since I was little…I always kept my hair long because Sasuke-kun liked girls with long hair…is cutting my hair now the right thing to do…?
Inner Sakura was kicked into mode.
Hell yeah it's the right thing to do! It's time to start anew! To be free and start a new life! It's time to let go of the past…Now go cut our hair!
Sakura arrived at the salon and slowly stepped inside. A hair stylist went up to Sakura and led her to an empty chair. About an hour later, the haircut was done. Sakura's long hair was cut about 3 inches below her shoulder. She now has side-swept bags which fitted her face perfectly. Sakura thanked and paid the hair stylist. As she walked out of the door, she realized something.
I feel so free now…The hair was my way of pleasing Sasuke-kun and showing him my love. But now that it's gone, I'm finally free...But that's what hurts the most…Letting go is too difficult. I loved Sasuke-kun so much…How could he do this to me?
Suddenly feeling less cheerful, Sakura checked her watch. Seeing she has one hour to kill before meeting her best friends, Sakura did the one thing that made her feel better when she's depressed.
Sakura entered irchiraku, a place where you eat ramen, ramen, and… EVEN MORE RAMEN! She sat down at a table and ordered miso ramen. As Sakura was ordering, two men walked into the restaurant. They sat down on a table near Sakura.
"I'm ready to order!" a loud blond yelled out.
"Shut it Naruto. Stop being so loud or I'm not coming here with you next time." Naruto's companion stated.
"But…But…I want my ramen!" Naruto wailed.
"Okay! Order your dumb ramen and then shut it."
"Ramen's NOT dumb! Anyways, I want a chicken, miso, shrimp, pork, and everything on the menu please!" Naruto shouted.
The man accompanying naruto on the other hand was glancing around the restaurant. His gaze fell on a woman with pink hair.
Hmm… She looks familiar…Oh wait, isn't she the girl whose hair I cut? Heh…pathetic. But I mist admit she has spirit and temper. Maybe I can put her to some good use…
He got up and walked towards Sakura. Sakura was too busy eating to notice a man approach her. He sat down on the chair opposite of Sakura.
Looking up, Sakura noticed the man and was about to speak but the man beat her to it.
"Be quiet and listen." The man coldly told her.
Sakura, curious at what this man could possibly say to her, stuffed another spoonful of ramen into her mouth and listened to what he had to say.
"My name is Hyuuga Neji, manager of the Destiny Cuisine. I want you to be my girlfriend."
Upon hearing this, Sakura spit her chewed-up ramen into Neji's face.
"NOO!"
"You may want to reconsider your answer. In return for being my girlfriend, I will hire you as a chef in my restaurant. You will get a lot of benefits including recognition from many food critics, famous people, and citizens. My restaurant is one of the most famous." Neji inquired her on the deal.
With that said, Neji got up, cleaned his face with a napkin, and walked away after giving Sakura a card. Lots of thoughts swarmed into Sakura's mind.
Should I take this offer? I'll get a job and I won't be poor or jobless…but he's the one that cut my hair! I can't just let him get away with this…although he is really cute…No! do it for the job. I need this job, and how bad can it be? I just have to be his pretend-girlfriend…
With her mind made up, Sakura paid her check and went to meet up with her best friends in a more cheerful mood
Author's note: This story sucks.../ i haven't really planned on what to do in future chapters so if you guys have any suggestions, feel free to tell me in the reviews. and i'm terribly sorry if neji sounds a little ooc. but mind you, they're around 20 years old now. they HAVE changed. but sorry if this chapter is lousy and not really good.
enjoy the chapter! read and review please. : )