AN : Hola everyone! Cinnabunnbunn here! How'z it goin'. This chapter took LONG to write. I just could not for the life of me decide on the outfits! Also, my school finals are going on. And it's my final year in high school so these exams are the most important but look at me! Writing fanfictions when I should have been studying!

Hoo that was a long rant.

Anyway, here is the next chap! I hope you enjoy it because it was real fun to write.

Now, onto the chap!


"Holy shit…"

"Oh my god, Sakura! You look GORGEOUS! I knew you would suit this theme perfectly!..." Mikoto continued singing Sakura's praises, grabbing her shoulders, shaking her hands, fawning and cooing over her new hairstyle.

However, all that was lost to Sasuke's ears. All he could focus on was the vision in front of him that was Sakura.

The black muscle shirt fitted snugly against her toned curves, its high neck collar wrapping upto the midway around her throat, the sleeveless design showing of her dainty but strong shoulders to her toned biceps and her gloved hands. He saw a plain solid gold bracelet around het left bicep, showing their muscled curves when she flexed.

His eyes roamed over the rest of her outfit, to the gold medallion prone to swinging due to her bust, to the black pants snugly hugging her strong thighs and calves, tucked in her knee-high black leather boots, and when she turned her back to him, he saw her back muscles from the sleeveless cut.

God, did she always look like this, under all those dress shirts and baggy tees.

After assessing her outfit well, his eyes snapped to her face only to find himself being hyperventilating all over again.

If he thought she was pretty before, she is a goddess now.

Her layered pink tresses tied in a little messy half-up ponytail, the rest kissing at her collarbone. Her vibrant green eyes framed by long lashes, the eyeliner sharp making her eyes look even more deadly. High cheekbones, rosy, full lips and a cute nose.

Her fairy-like facial features and toned, athletic figure were kind of contrasting, but fascinating all the same.

"Sasuke-chan! Say something! Doesn't she look great!" the voice of his mother happily exclaimed that snapped his attention back to the moment. His eyes snapped to his mother's face and then back to Sakura to see her looking at him confused.

Clearing his throat, he tried to align his thoughts and gave a smirk to hide his slip-up. "You don't look half-bad. Maybe you're not so much of a dork afterall."

Sakura rolled her eyes at him as he turned around to retrieve something or the other from the couch. She turned her attention back to the woman in front of her, who was talking to the director over the phone.

'Hmm, nothing interesting I presume…'

Sakura's eyes strayed back to the duckass Uchiha. Even though it did not give her any pleasure in admitting, but Sasuke looked GOOD in the fighter-style ensemble wear. Her eyes roved his attire, from the short-sleeved dark muscle shirt, dark green pants, the arm cover on his left arm, the wrapping of bandages on his right knuckle, the dark combat boots and how all of it just fits him so well.

Mikoto was saying something to her, she should probably listen. However when Sasuke shifted a little to reach for something, her attention got momentarily distracted by how his back muscle flexed from under the thin material. Nice.

"Sakura-san, are you listening?" Sakura snapped her eyes back to Mikoto after that embarrassing moment of distraction. She offered the elder woman an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry Mikoto-san, just got lost in thoughts. What is it you were saying?"

"I was saying that we should probably be get going now. The photographer is ready."

"Yes of course."

Sakura walked out of the room behind Mikoto as Sasuke trailed behind them. They got into the elevator as Amiko pressed the button that would take them to the next floor. They stood in silence until they got to the floor and the elevator door opened with a ding, waiting for them to empty the area.


The shooting area they walked into looked nothing short of beautiful, organized chaos. Quite fitting, considering the film is set into a world in apocalypse. There was rubble on the floor, that looked a lot like ruins from ancient Greek buildings, dark water splattered across the set walls, and a few other knick-knacks just chilling around.

A man was standing with the camera, Sakura noticed belatedly. And maybe it was just her imagination, or she has had too many cups of caffeine in the morning, but the carmine hair and the cinnamon eyes looked weirdly familiar. However, she could not put a finger to it for the life of her.

"Well, seems like ya'll are finally here. I thought the new model ran off because of your son." The photographer lazily remarked to Mikoto as Sasuke shot him a stink eye.

"No, why would my son do that." Mikoto looked kind of offended at that.

'Oh, I can think of many reasons and many ways…' Sakura thought as she threw a smug smirk at Sasuke at how he was currently getting roasted. At that look, Sasuke turned his glare from the photographer to her.

"Nevermind. Oh, this is the new model." Sakura turned her eyes back to the redhead at mention of her. "I'm Akasuna Sasori, Obsidian's in-house photographer. Pleasure to meet you."

Sasori Akasuna, now the identity seemed even more familiar, it was creepy. Regardless, she gave him a polite smile and shook his offered hand. "Haruno Sakura, nice to meet you."

Mikoto chose that moment to intervene. Clapping her hands once, she chose to remind them about their actual task. "Okay! Since the introduction is done, let's get going. We are already kind of behind schedule."

The crew got into position on command. The lights were fixed, the camera was set up and the set was readied with some final touches.

"Uchiha-san, Haruno-san, get into your positions please." Sasori ordered while looking at his camera, fixing the shutter speed and everything.

'What positions?' Sakura thought to herself as she watched Sasuke get onto the set to get into position.

Of course he would know.

Sakura considered asking Mikoto, or Sasori even, for any clue. Because that command was a little too vague for her to follow. But she decided to just go onto the set and see what she can do looking at Sasuke.

Walking onto the set, she can feel the eyes of the crew on her, no doubt thinking how she got in this photoshoot when they have seen her running around to do that jerk's chores just a day prior. But she put her game face on. No matter how terrible it is, she'll be fine.

She has dealt with much worse. This is nothing.

She saw Sasuke picking up a prop sniper gun to pose with. 'Even the sniper gun looks so fake. They could've atleast made it a bit heavier.' Sakura thought absentmindedly before remembering that it's supposed to be a harmless prop, and not the real deal.

'I really need to stop always thinking about those.' Sakura shook her head to get rid of the thoughts, before picking up a prop katana blade, the metal shiny but the edge dull and blunt.

She looked over her shoulder to look at what Sasuke was doing, only to see him already looking at her. When their eyes met, he gave her a arrogant smirk. 'That jerk' Sakura thought in disdain before giving him a scowl of annoyance and turning her head back to the props.

'What to do with these…' It was set it zombie apocalypse, which means a need for being abundantly loaded with weapons. But how to style them… Suddenly, as if gotten struck by lightning, she got a perfect idea.

Grabbing a prop rifle and a small bandage, she wrapped it around her right thigh and tucked the rifle under it. A set of daggers was hooked to ger belt and the katana was held in her hands as a sniper gun dangled on her back.

'Perfect!' She thought to herself as she turned around to Mikoto, who was watching her with a wide-eyed expression. She turned her head towards Sasuke only to find the same result there as well. 'What are they looking at…'

After an uncomfortable moment, Mikoto snapped her eyes back into focus and gave a happy grin. "Sakura-san! That is like the perfect ensemble! You have such an imaginative mind." Mikoto gushed about the armor of weapons she just garbed on.

Oh "Heh, y-yeah, I just really like watching adventure movies." Sakura gave a nervous giggle.

Yup, she definitely watches those movies.

Sasuke seemed to follow in her example, as the prop stylist also came to his help in getting garbed in the weaponry. Two pistols strapped to his waist and thigh, a knife on the other side of his waist, and a hefty sniper in his hands.

After getting sufficiently loaded with the props, they stood side by side on the set. The photographer looked at them for a moment, thoughtful in deciding what position to shoot them in.

While Sasori was quiet, Sasuke looked down to gaze at the pinkette standing beside him. He couldn't help himself, he wasn't used to seeing her looking like this. It would have been different if it was any other model. He has seen other models only ever dressed like they always are, like models. Dripping in glamour and sensuality.

But he hasn't really seen Sakura like that. She's always dressed plain, occasionally with a little more flare, no real intricate style of hair and with minimal makeup.

Seeing her like this, as if she just burst out of a fashion magazine cover, really gave him a whiplash.

Sakura looked up at Sasuke when she felt his intense gaze on her, and gave him a just as uncomfortable stare. If she is queasy, then we're both uncomfortable, there we go. After a long poker face staring match, Sasuke finally gave a different expression and gave her that damned smirk. Sakura might've seriously punched him in the face had Sasori not called for their attention.

"Okay everyone! We're rolling camera. Sasuke, face a little to the left and point the sniper to some unknown enemy and Haruno-san, take your katana and pose like you're about to drive it through someone's chest."

Though the directions were somewhat vague and weird, Sakura could still make a helpful enough guess on what he could be meaning. Opening up her legs wider, she bent her knees slightly and firmly planted her feet. She lifted the katana till her chest, one hand on the handle and the blade facing straight out while the other hand made pointed at the front beside the blade with palm facing out.

On her left, Sasuke was position with his legs opened and knees bent while he held the hefty sniper gun with both hands and positioned it from under his cheek to point at some imaginary zombie. He heard Sasori counting down to the click.

"Lights! 1, 2-"

A wave a bright flash washed over them a few times and them Sasori told them to change the position. Sakura bent down on the ground with a knee bent to the ground and the other leg stretched long to the side. Her hands held the katana with the blade dug to the ground and eyes flashed fiercely to the camera. Sasuke took his place behind him with his gun held in both his hands, held down passively as his arms flexed with his muscles and he gave a rakish smirk to the camera.

"Aaand, flash"

CLICK


After a few more alterations to the positions and also the attire pieces, they were onto their last piece. Sakura walked to the couch wearing a maroon high-collared long qipao style shirt with the movies intricate signature design embroidered on it and slits on the side, paired with black shorts, high ankled boots and an array of daggers strapped to her thigh. She insisted that she wears the fingerless gloves. They were just too pretty to be left out.

Sasuke also wore a similar style of outfit. With a navy blue qipao style shirt with the same design and dark pants paired with black boots. some black wrist warmers bound to wrists and a dragon medallion dangling from his belt completed his final look.

When Sakura was walking to the couch, she noticed that Sasuke was already situated there. So instead of sitting on the couch beside him, she rather sat on the sofa chair beside it.

"You can sit here, you know that right. Guys don't have cooties." Sasuke commented with feigned boredom as he scrolled through his phone as if he didn't choke on air when he saw Sakura in her new outfit.

"We can never be too sure with you. So I'd rather not take the chances." It was Sakura's turn to smirk at him.

"You know Rosylocks, I've always been curious. Is pink your real hair color or…"

Sakura gave him an annoyed scowl and crossed her arms across her chest. "I've been working here for way more than a month, and you still haven't figured it out. Hmm, maybe you are not so smart afterall."

Sasuke couldn't help the mischievous grin that made its way to his face. Of all the factors that was to their dynamic, this part is the one he liked the most. The banter back and forth between them always managed to relieve his daily annoyances.

"At first I thought that maybe it's natural, but then considering how ungracefully clumsy you are, I wouldn't be surprised if it turned out to be a dye job gone wrong."

Sakura rolled her eyes at that. "Are you talking about the same clumsiness that caught to your hairdresser and made him cut your hair like a chicken's ass."

"Be mindful of your words. This is the same hairstyle that makes girls go crazy."

"Yeah. Go crazy to maybe rip it off your head and make it into a rotisserie chicken."

Sasuke smirked at what he was about to say and how it will piss her off. "Yeah it makes them want to rip my hair but its more due to my professionality in the… pleasurable realm."

Just as he anticipated, Sakura grimaced at his words. "I'd rather you keep your experience about your venture into the 'pleasurable realms' to yourself. I don't want to hear about what you do behind closed doors."

Sasuke was about to reply with another no doubt naughty remark, when he heard his mother calling for both of them to get back.

Sakura got up first and briskly walked away huffing and puffing while Sasuke walked behind her snickering all the way. Mikoto looked at the pair where Sakura was now glaring at Sasuke while the latter was giving her that annoying smirk. He really seemed to be incapable of making another expression. But Mikoto smiled at the scene regardless. They had such a strange dynamic, but she would admit that her son always seemed more relaxed around the pinkette.

The bickering pair reached the set and finally stopped with their banter to look at the new background. This background seemed like a completely different scene from the rest of the shoot. Silk sheets draped on the chairs, translucent curtains hanging from the top, lit candles giving the area a warm and mysterious ambience.

If Sakura was honest, it looked more like a high-class cologne commercial than a scene from a zombie apocalypse movie.

She remembered reading the short summary they gave of the movie. This is the part where the main pair find that the zombie transformation is actually triggered by a group bio-terrorist who want to bring the country to its knees, and they infiltrate the pleasure house the group generally visit to either get some info, or kill them there. She couldn't quite remember the reason.

The voice of Sasori bought her attention back to the matter at hand. "Alright, so this is our last set and then we'll be done. This set is more on the sensual side than the other sets. So adjust yourselves accordingly."

'Shit…'

Sakura thought to herself as she made her way to the final background. Would she have to actually glue herself to that jerk. 'Whyyy! Why do I need to do this.' Even though she has done more real part on seduction and the likes, she was atleast sure that she wouldn't have to see any of them after that. And she always felt so freaking uncomfortable being flirty and seductive regardless. And now she has to pose like that in front of the camera with that jerk.

As she was cursing this photoshoot to great heavens, she suddenly put a brake to her thoughts. 'Sakura, what are you doing! This is your job! You've done far worse, you're okay. Get yourself together!' Taking a deep breath, she stood beside Sasuke waiting for directions.

After a few moments, Sasori finally seemed to decide on what to do. "Okay, Sasuke, sit down on the sofa and Haruno-san, stand in front of him, with like one knee bent beside him and just rest your hands on his shoulder.

Sasuke went to do just that. He sat down on the couch. The red silk sheets draped across it moving and crinkling around him. His legs spread and arms splayed wide across the backrest.

Sakura, after a moment of hesitation, switched her brain to professional mode and went on to do what was directed. She stood beside Sasuke and put a bent knee beside him on the couch. One hand on his shoulder and the other on the back rest while one of Sasuke's hand rested firmly on her waist. Sakura inwardly shivered at the firm grip she felt on her waist.

She gave the camera a backward glance and Sasuke gave the camera an intense stare when they heard Sasori counting down.

"Lights! 1, 2-"

FLASH

"Alright. A little change, show your side profile to the camera and look into each other's eyes. We need the chemistry."

And they did just that. Shifting a little, they put forward their side profile and stared into each other's smoldering eyes. Jade green meeting dark onyx in a scathing battle of intensity. Sakura looked into the endless pools of darkness as they seemed to bore into her very soul, and she thought of a vaguely similar persona she remembers from her other side.

The same dark hair and the very similar intensely dark eyes.

The next command from Sasori made Sasuke tear his eyes away from the bright jades he has been drowning himself into. If only they weren't so beautiful, it would've been easier.

"We're on our last pose. So just a few minutes and we'll be done." The prop assistant came forward and shifted the couch I the front and adjusted the sheets and curtains. "Sasuke, stand behind the couch and Sakura, stand in front of him. Adjust yourselves accordingly, we need the sensuality to shine through."

Following the command, Sasuke positioned himself with his bottom slightly supported on top of the backrest. One arm on the on the back rest with the other one around Sakura's waist, who was standing in front of him with one hand clenching in his shirt and the other resting beside Sasuke's on the backrest.

Sakura gave the camera a flirty look, a predatory smirk on her glossed lips as Sasuke pressed his mouth in her hair, his eyes to the camera and body pressed impossibly close to hers, hand gripping her waist close and lips pressing behind her ears.

"Yes, perfect! Lights! 1, 2-"

FLASH

But he wasn't ready to let go just yet. He dipped his head even lower into her neck and his eyes glinted mischievously when he heard Sakura hitch a breath.

Head feeling slightly heavy with the scent of Sakura's shampoo, Sasuke would've went a little further in teasing her had the loud clap from his mother and her enthusiastic remark not snapped him back into professionalism.

"That was just great! Wasn't it Sasu-chan!" Mikoto flashed her son a wide grin, indicating that yes, she saw what he was about to do. Sasuke definitely understood what she meant by that grin, a small, faint blush on his cheekbones as he hn'ed dismissively.

Mikoto turned her eyes to Sakura who was embarrassedly avoiding her eyes, a more intense blush high on her cheeks. She really looked adorable, wringing her hands in embarrassment as she looked around at the crew.

"Yes, that was pretty good! Good work everyone." Sasori told every as she was shutting down his camera. A round pf cheers was heard from around the room. "I'll develop these in a couple of days and send them over." He regarded Mikoto when talking. Mikoto gave a happy nod as she told everyone to pack up.

Sakura took that opportunity to go into the styling room with rushed steps. She found Deidara picking up his Makeup supplies to organize them. Hearing the footsteps, he glanced behind him to look at her and give her a grin.

"Ah Sakura-san! Done already?" Sakura sighed as she picked up the clothes she came in and went behind the changing curtain.

"Yeah. It was really troublesome."

She heard Deidara chuckling as she stripped out of the costume and put on her regular clothes. She couldn't even begin to describe the relief she felt when she felt the familiar and comfortable fabric settle on her skin. She didn't even care that she felt sweaty and tired. She'd take a nice, long shower when she gets home.

After finishing changing out of her clothes, she walked out and settled herself on the char in front of the vanity table and let Deidara do his magic on removing the makeup. While he rubbed the makeup wipe on her skin, she tried to distract her mind from the incident moments prior by thinking of her work. She needs to buy some new hairties, she also ran out of coffee and… oh! She needs to write the memo and send it over.

After contemplating on what to do first, she sensed that Deidara was finally done with his work.

"Alright! All done!" Sakura opened her eyes and saw her skin back to being normal, a little red still from the rubbing. The dark eye makeup and dark rosy paint on her lips gone, and her face feeling clean.

"Thank you, Deidara-san!" Deidara gave her a grin and waved his hand when she waved him goodbye and took her leave. She walked out of the styling area just as Sasuke also finished with his routine. He looked up when he heard her approaching and again smirked annoyingly.

"You shouldn't smirk so much or it might be permanently stuck to your face." Sakura commented as nonchalantly as possible as she went to pick up her back pack.

"How sweet to you to care so much about me. I'm touched." Sasuke replied with a mock British accent, reasons unknown to her.

"No, I just find it annoying. Anyway, I'm done, I'm tired and I feel like punching someone. I'm going home. Also tell your mother to stop throwing people into doing whatever she wants without asking them first. Goodbye." Sakura walked to the elevator, giving a dismissive wave to Sasuke behind her.

If she looked back, she would've blushed at the way Sasuke's eyes trailed her form until she disappeared down the hallway, eyes glinting black, mouth curved in a rakish smirk.

"Sure Rosylocks, see you tomorrow…"


MEMO

Sasuke Uchiha seems to be pretty good at his work.

But he is as infuriating as the day is long.


AN : Yaayyy! So how was the chapter. If you are reading it then please add some reviews. I don't how if ya'll are liking it and finf something annoying in it.

Anyway, hope ya'll liked this chap. Stay safe, eat good and drink lot of water. And I'll see in the next chapter.

Happy reading!

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