Sakura was going to kill herself. There was no point in living. She was ruined. Now, Ino could have the spotlight as the perfect heiress. Sakura was going to be a notorious floozy of an heiress that runs around with no one looking at her. On top of that, her father had set a special 'appointment' for his precious little daughter. Great. He was going to lock her up in a secluded place so that she would have no life for thirty years. He HATED it when she did anything to slightly dent their public image. It was like his precious sports car to him. And it took millions to renew it.

Sakura threw herself on the bed, staring up at the velvet and little jewels that adorned the top of her bed. ( AN: its one of those canopy beds, u kno princess beds.. uh.. ya, that sounds about right.) Maybe… she could just disappear without a care. Just take her share of the millions, take a plane to some random country, then live their like a normal elegant lady. Growing old by herself probably. Ugh. No. Not really for her.

She tossed around in frustration. What could she do? Right now, the tabloids and newspapers were probably eating up her picture, so too late to intercept it somehow. She sighed. If she didn't come up with a plan to lessen her father's lecture, she was really going to get it.

Come on Forehead. You have that head for a reason. Didn't you graduate at the top of your class?

Grr… Shut up. And calling me Forehead means you have a big forhead too.

Hmph. But it doesn't apply to me. I don't live out there idiot.

Sometimes, she just hated herself. She sat up straight and looked around her room. She had all this money but she couldn't buy herself out of trouble. Buy… Sakura grinned. She had it. But she will have to take a quick trip. She ruffled her hair out of reflex. (AN: you know how you get out of bed and then you just ruffle it up lol.) She secretly hoped he wasn't that shallow, but in order for her plan to work, he would have to be.

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Hinata stood by her father's office. She rubbed her silk skirt self-consciously. Why did she go? Why? But it was for Naruto. Anything was worth it for him. Anything. You'll just have to live with the consequences. She could feel Neji pass by her, she could just feel the glare and smirk. They were all dressed because guests had been invited. One of the most successful women in the media business. TenTen. So her father would probably shorten it. For good measure, Hinata fixed her collar. Just then, the maid opened the door.

"Hisashi-sama will see you now."

Hinata gulped and slowly walked inside. The door closed behind her solidly. She jumped slightly. Her father sat at his desk, as usual. The sunlight streaming in from behind him made her hotter than she already was. "Hinata…" he said. She sat down nervously. She squeaked a 'yes' just barely audible. "You know what you have done…" She bit her lip. Oh no… Was he going to take Naruto away?

She could hear him sigh. "I have… made a mistake. You will no longer need that… child. I will hire a psychologist. I'm sure a professional will be much better than a companion. I don't know what I was thinking… listening to that…" Hiashi trailed off as he sensed a vibe from Hinata (AN: lol that sounds funny). To confirm it, a tear rolled down Hinata's cheek. "I-I… I understand." She stood up abruptly, bumping into the desk. She winced but did not stop. She picked up her walking stick and got out as fast as she possibly could. Hiashi sighed again. He was making mistakes every time.

He leaned back in his comfy leather chair. He should never have listened to that man. Sure he had claimed to be a psychologist, but… he had felt something not being right. A sense of something more sinister. The man had been snake-like, but persuasive.

Flashback

"Yes… I know of a child with a psychological problem as well."

"Oh?" Hiashi leaned just a tad more, now that he was interested. The man smiled. "Yes… much more serious than your daughter's slight depression… But, I do think that two troubled minds pardon my wording, would heal better together. Don't you agree? A kind of… co-healing."

Hiashi nodded. It sounded sensible. "Hm… Sounds very scientifically correct. Dr…?" The man smiled his devilish smile again. "You may call me Orochimaru. I resent being called a doctor. More of an… experimentalist." His cold eyes glinted at 'experimentalist'. It sent a shiver up Hiashi's spine. "I see…"

"So… Hiashi-sama, what do you think?"

"How serious is this child's… mind?" Orochimaru sipped at the blood red wine. "I'll say… a controlled schizophrenic." Hiashi flinched. Orochimaru chuckled. "Mind you… Not a dangerous one… I wouldn't send such a dangerous 'patient' to such a prominent daughter." The way he said it, Hiashi didn't trust him.

Orochimaru gave him a wine-stained smile. It looked like blood. "So, do we have an agreement?"

End of Flashback

Was he so wrong in wanting to help his daughter's depression?

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Sakura stood outside the café door. She couldn't believe that she was so nervous. Well she had a right to be. After all, she was going to ask… well a lot out of a person. She turned red as she remembered it was a glass door, so whoever was inside could probably see her standing like she was in a trance outside. She pushed the door open as it jingled. It was empty again. It was one of the main reasons why Sakura liked it so much. It wasn't crowded with people who would recognize her.

Sasuke was once again wiping the counter. He was scowling, but had such a look of concentration that Sakura was afraid to approach him. Her boot heels tapped quietly on the smooth floor. Sasuke did not look up. She sighed. Here it comes…

Sasuke looked up to see the pink haired girl again. He groaned inwardly. He had just been able to escape from her about three hours ago. Now, she was here again. Her nervous green eyes looked everywhere except for him. Hmph…

"Uh… you know what happened at the airport… um… ahem… Well it's about that. You know that the paparazzi managed to take a picture… of us… together… so…." Sasuke frowned. What the hell did she want? "So… what I was wondering is, since it effects the both of us…" Sakura sighed. She wasn't used to doing these things. Ino was.

"Willyoubemyboyfriendtemporarilytohelpme?"

"What?"

Sakura blushed. Now she was like Hinata, blushing like crazy. She was supposed to be diplomatic! Independent! Or at least more out of all three of them. "Will you be my boyfriend temporarily to help me?"

Sasuke blinked. "No."

Sakura knew this was coming. It was polite to ask first. "Listen person," Sakura closed the gap between their faces quickly. Her green eyes threatened to send rays of death at him. Sasuke blinked again. That was sudden. "I can get you fired, do you know that? My father's coffee beans support this place. If he says you gotta go, you gotta go. Now, it isn't just for your benefit. It's for BOTH of us. I get my image; you get a bit of fame. Also, money." Sasuke frowned. Bribing. He hated people like these. They expect him to lower himself to such a despicable level. "You expect me to come down to that level? You don't even freakin' know me."

Sakura flinched. She knew something like this was going to happen. "But… you have to help me…" Sasuke didn't look at her. Sakura bowed her head. She was going to cry again. And it was not part of her plan. "I… I see…" Father was going to be upset. She still hadn't forgotten about her last punishment. She rubbed her right wrist self-consciously. She always covered that part, with bracelets or whatever she could find. It was a disfigurement…

And right after prom night too… Sakura smiled sadly. O well. She was stronger than before. She could handle it. She turned around quickly. She had embarrassed herself long enough. Sakura gasped as she felt a hand on her wrist. "Hey, wait."

Sasuke turned the girl around to see tears just beginning on those forest green eyes. Sasuke's face expression altered slightly, in an unreadable way. Damn. She's going to cry again. "You have… connections, right?" Sasuke hated himself for doing this. He was lowering himself. But, he needed this valuable resource. Besides, he guessed he could use the extra money.

The pink-haired heiress widened her eyes. He was… actually considering it? No way. "I need this… advantage. For my own reasons. So…" Sakura smiled broadly. She hugged his neck. Sasuke let out a grunt of surprise. He could smell her. Sakura blossoms and… tears? "Thank you." For good measure for anyone who might be spying outside, Sakura gave a kiss on his cheek. Sasuke's hair stood on its end. "I'll come by later to discuss our… arrangement." Sasuke stared blankly ahead. The feeling. It was indescribable. He had felt some kind of electricity between them.

"Nice girl." Sasuke turned around quickly. The weirdo boss Kakashi stood behind him, reading his book. It said clearly on it 'Itcha Itcha Paradise'. Sasuke turned around in disgust. Pervert. Kakashi tightened the white scarf around his neck and face, covering his lower face. "So… when's this pretend dating going to start?" Sasuke's head snapped back to his boss. He had heard? Sakura should have been more careful. "Oh don't worry Sasuke. I won't tell I guess. Nothing of importance to me." Sasuke visibly relaxed. Thank god. "But tell me something… Why do you need her connections?" Sasuke didn't say anything. He kept wiping the counter. "You shouldn't use girls like that. They don't like it." A bit of color came off the counter. Sasuke had wiped it too hard. "You might want to stop wiping. You'll ruin the counter."

Yes! Helloo my dear reviewers! I'm so sorry that I didn't update for long! I've been neglecting my duties as an author! sniff sorri. There's just been so much going and it's all so BUSY.

Anyways, I hope you like this chapter! Feel free to ask me or give me your opinions! LoL and of course I'm not going to answer questions about chapters that are coming up it's the suspense!

And I hope you like Kakashi's infinite wisdom lol. Tell me if you want more of him. I'll try to squeeze him in here and there.

SKYBLUE1010: Thanks for the review!

Emina-anime: Thanks for the review! And I hope the Orochimaru question is answered for you in this chappie. O and Hinata doesn't want Kiba to know cuz she's afraid ppl mite recognize her. I'm sorry if you expected a more complex reason lol. Anyways, I'm hoping this chapter was good!

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CrAzY-SiLLy-Me: Hey! Thanks for reviewing to ALL of the chapters! I luv u! Hm, anyways, ya I kno, those damn paparazzi lol. I'm planning on making them even more annoying lol. Maybe. Lol.

And all those other ppl who gave me their opinions for chapter 2 I'm sorri I'm not typing you guys' names! But thank you!