Hollywood Rivalry

By Blessed Eternity

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Bleach.

Chapter 4: The Sand

"Then how did you guys know I liked root beer?" Sasuke questioned. Shikamaru shifted his stare to the two females. Sakura and Ino stared blankly at each other. They didn't know how to respond. Ami, who sat in Sasuke's car suddenly spoke.

"Yeah, how did you guys know?" Ami gave a suspicious stare at Sakura, hinting her she better back off.

"Just a lucky guess?" Sakura suggested.
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Today was the day… Sakura was practically terrified. It was the day they were to film the rape and murder scene. Yes, Sasuke as her rapist, and Ami as her murderer. (I'm not going to write it out like I did the other scene. I'm just going to talk about it.) She was nervous and they didn't even start yet. Sakura slowly walked to the scene where they were to shoot. All she was allowed to wear was a thin white towel. Soon, Sasuke's body would be lying on top of hers. She didn't know how she was going to react.
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"Stop! Get away!" Sakura's actual screams of horror persuaded the camera. Sasuke was a bit too good at acting. He sure seemed like a rapist with that look on his face. It was almost their 20th cut. Sasuke was beginning to grow impatient with the girl. Sakura was terrified of Sasuke and every time he came close to her, her monstrous strength drove him down and away.

"That's it," Sasuke hissed. This was definitely going to be it. He couldn't take this any longer. Did he look that hideous that she was actually so scared? Well enough was enough. With all his strength gathered, he pinned the barely dressed Sakura to the floor of the scene.

"Let me go! Ah!" Sakura screamed in terror. Sasuke was on top of her! She was wearing a towel! He's only in boxers! The end must be nearing. Sasuke plunged his lips deeply upon Sakura's. She squirmed beneath him, causing him to get a bit aroused himself. Of course he stopped the urges and continued to do his job. She tried pushing him off, but nothing seemed to work. His hands slid all over her thigh and she really began to feel uncomfortable. Oh how she wished she could hear the words cut right now.

"Cut! Good take!" Iruka sighed. Sasuke immediately removed himself off of Sakura. With her towel about to fall off, she quickly used her hands to pull it up, holding it against her chest.

"Damn you! It didn't have to be that realistic!" Sakura yelled in agony. Ino rushed to Sakura and placed a green jacket over her shoulders.

"It's my job," Sasuke smirked, turned around and left the scene.

"Sakura, are you okay? You're looking a little pale," Ino questioned. She placed a hand on Sakura's forehead.

"I'm fine! Really!" Sakura insisted. She removed Ino's hand from her forehead and quickly headed for the dressing rooms. "I'm going to go change now. Bye! Thanks for the jacket!"

"Sakura! We're having a reunion today! If you want to go, meet outside the building after you're done!" Ino wondered.

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After taking a quick shower, Sakura decided that she would go to their reunion after all. Even though it wouldn't be very friendly to see Sasuke and Ami there, a majority of the group was going to be her friends. Of course, Sakura may seem like the odd one out, but when they were in high school, like everyone else, she wanted to be in the drama club. If it weren't for Ami and Sasuke's presence in the club, she probably would've started out as an actress rather than a singer. This little secret, no one knew about except Ino and Hinata. Sakura threw on a denim mini skirt, a black sleeveless and a matching denim jacket just before she exited the room.

"Sakura," A male voice startled Sakura. She quickly turned to her right to see Sasuke standing by her door.

"S-Sasuke?" Sakura stated still in a bit of surprise. What in the world would he want?

"Do you have a problem working with me?" Sasuke questioned, a bit irritated. No one's ever had a problem working with him up until now.

"Why would you say that?" Sakura replied with another question. She closed the door behind her, and locked it. She turned around to be met by Sasuke face to face. He pushed her against the closed door, with his left arm supporting his body.

"What are you doing? Move aside. Ino's waiting for me and I'm sure Ami's waiting for you," Sakura assured. She tried pushing him off but he pushed her back to their original position.

"Why are you so scared of me?" Sasuke viciously worded.

"What are you talking about?" Sakura nervously replied. She was on the verge of tears, just being this close to him. It's been so long since they've actually conversed and this is what they're talking about? It kind of broke her heart. He stared at her strangely.

"You think I never noticed you when we were in high school? You're that girl that always turns away when you see me. You were pretty popular. People told me you didn't join drama club because of me. What do you have against me?" Sasuke stated. Sakura stayed silent. She had no idea he knew about this little secret of hers, let alone even notice her.

"That's not true. It wasn't because of you. It's because of the person you're always with," Sakura lied. It was both of them, together that she can't stand to see.

"Ami?" Sasuke asked, shocked.

"Yes, 'Ami'," Sakura emphasized her name.

"Well then what do you have against Ami?" Sasuke interrogated once more.

"That's none of your concern. Just worry about yourself. Now will you please get off me?" Sakura urged. Sasuke didn't make any attempts to obey her. Sakura was beginning to grow nervous once again.

"Are you sure it's her? Are you sure it's not me?" Sasuke slyly questioned. Sakura was getting uncomfortable in the positions they were in. After all, they were pretty close together.

"Yes, I'm sure," Sakura stated in her most steady voice possible.

"Then you won't mind if I do this," Sasuke trickily stated. Sasuke began to inch closer to Sakura, slowly. His hands held her shoulders tight so she won't be able to move.

"What are you doing? Stop it! Let go!" Sakura's heart began to pump faster, adrenaline filling her body everywhere. This wasn't happening! Not now. She struggled deeply to get out of his grip. His face was coming closer and closer. She couldn't hold it in any longer. Her tears fell from her eyes, as the memories of Sasuke and herself together filled her mind. Sasuke stopped himself from getting any closer. "Just stop!... Please…."

She was practically begging him, even though he'd already stopped. Maybe he went over the line a bit. Her tears continued to fall. Sasuke let go of her shoulders, freeing her from his grasp.

"Sa--" Sasuke was cut off just before he could speak. Sakura wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, burying her face into his shoulder. He slightly tried to pull her away, but realized that that would be a bad decision. He did cause this mess, after all. Now that she needed some support, he might as well give it to her. "Sakura, it was just a joke. Don't take it so seriously."

Sakura's sobs began to fade and she quickly retreat her arms from around his neck, realizing how awkward it must've been for him.

"It might've been a joke to you…" Sakura whispered softly. He vaguely heard what she said, but decided not to question her any further. "I'm sorry about my breakdown. I'd appreciate it if you kept it between the two of us."

"Sure. You have to wash your face. The others are waiting," Sasuke instructed. Sakura looked up at him, and nodded, opening the door to her dressing room. "I'm going downstairs first."

"Alright…" Sakura stated before closing the door.
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"Sakura! There you are! Where were you? We waited for at least half an hour," Ino nagged. Sakura quickly caught up with her group of friends.

"Sorry! I dropped my contact and it was pretty hard finding it with only one good eye," Sakura lied. It sounded believable enough. Sasuke glanced at Sakura to make sure she was okay until his girlfriend pulled him into the limousine. "Are we going somewhere fancy?"

Sakura pointed to the limo, wondering why they would need such a noticeable vehicle just to go to a club.

"We're going to a special club! All wealthy people go there so we have to make some kind of entrance," Ino responded. Shikamaru beside her sighed.

"These things are so troublesome," Shikamaru indicated.

"Well if you don't like it, then you should just walk there and get chased down by paparazzi!" Ino flared. Shikamaru gave another one of his tiring sighs.

"Fine, fine I guess follow," Shikamaru began to get into the limo. Everyone found their seats in the limo and it slowly began to move.

"So guys, if this is a drama club reunion, why is she here?" Ami pointed at the pink haired actress sitting the opposite of her.

"Oh be quiet Ami. Sakura might as well have been part of drama club! She was there for all the plays, she was back stage with us, she basically did everything that we did except perform a song instead of acting!" Ino reasoned.

"Hmph!" Ami turned her head the other way.

"So guys, where are we going?" Naruto suddenly asked.

"The Sand," Hinata replied softly.

"The Sand? I love that place! I know the owner there!" Sakura exclaimed. It seems that she's back to her perfectly normal self now. Her eyes weren't puffy or red to begin with, but she was an actress after all.

"Really? You mean that redhead cutie? Oh, what was his name? Gaara of the Sand!" Ino excitedly screeched.

"Yeah he's a total hottie! Well I can't really say that. He's kind of like a brother to me," Sakura added.
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They finally arrived at the Sand. The fancy lit up gourd at the top of the building really caught people's attention. A bodyguard at the doorway of The Sand blocked the group of Hollywood stars from entering. He held a clipboard in his hand.

"Are you on the list?" His husky, deep voice questioned. Everyone turned their attention to Ino. She looked both directions and scratched her head.

"You mean you didn't make a reservation?" Ami screamed. This was the most humiliating scene ever.

"Sorry, no reservations, no entrance," The bodyguard stated firmly.

"What? But don't you recognize me? It's Wasabi Ami! From this month's edition of Glamour magazine!" Ami boasted. The bodyguard raised an eyebrow at the cocky female.

"You think I would have time for that?" He didn't really seem to give a care.

"Oi! Zabuza!" Sakura screamed. It took her a moment to recognize her old friend since he hid behind those shades. The bodyguard quickly looked up, seeing the cheerful bubble gum head running toward him to give him a warm 'nice to see you' hug.

"Ms. Haruno?" Zabuza stated in shock. Sakura released him from the hug and smiled at him.

"No need for formalities! Is Gaara around?" Sakura questioned.

"Certainly! He's inside, please go right in, Sakura," Zabuza stated, lifting the velvet rope for them to enter. Everyone entered the crowded club. They didn't believe the massive amount of movie stars, singers, rock bands and whatever was famous roaming around the bar. Sakura quickly caught sight of an old friend of hers, Gaara, by the bar. He was serving a male with long, brunette hair, and pale eyes. Her eyes widened at the sight of them and she quickly ran to greet them.

"Neji! Gaara!" Sakura screamed in bliss. They both turned their attention to face their happy friend.

"Sakura?" Gaara stated in surprise. Sakura gave both of them a quick embrace.

"How long has it been?" Sakura reminisced and tried to think of their last encounter.

"Since Tokyo, at the airport," Gaara reminded.

"Ah, now I remember. So, are you settling well here in Los Angeles?" Sakura smiled.

"Yeah, pretty good. I mean, I opened a club already and I would say it's pretty successful," Gaara pointed out.

"Yeah, so Neji, why are you here?" Sakura suddenly questioned.

"We were just bored, so Lee and I came here to grab a few drinks. He's at the dance floor right now, trying to find some date," Neji replied casually.

"Really, so are you on a date as well?" Sakura slyly questioned. She took a seat next to Neji and Gaara placed a glass of champagne on the bar table for Sakura.
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So, that was a fare chapter right? Hehes, well yeah, I'm sorry for my Within the Distance fans but I don't think I'll be writing it. I'll try! But I can't guarantee anything. Sorry.