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Sinopsis:

He's got her back, she stares at his ass. Modern bodyguard AU. M.

Disclaimer:

Narutos' characters do not belong to me, however this story is mine.

This is a modern body guard AU. Rated M for suggestive content, smut later on. It has Ooc, and a little bit of cliché here and there, I apologize in advance for any grammar mistake since I'm not a native English speaker. Corrections are very welcome.

Notes

First of all, thank you for giving a chance to this story, if I'm being honest, I wrote this when I was young so some of these scenarios might seem uhm, weird? Nevertheless, it has been well received within the Spanish community lol. Well, I uploaded this story in Spanish and decided to share it in English, I actually wanna know if y'all would like it, and of course because I wanna practice my writing.

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Chapter 1

He is so hard and cold like a rock, but one in the North Pole, rather, he is like an ice cube. I don't know if the term "ignore me" defines what he always does, well, it is not quite like that, he definitely pays attention to me, but not how I want it.

Sasuke cares about me, he looks upon me, he protects me, he watches me, he is always with me. Because that's his job.

—I've always had a terrible sense of humor, m'am —that's his marvelous, masculine and low tone finally answering me after sharing some jokes of a magazine that I'm currently reading.

Today is a sunny day, there are no clouds above and the sky is clear. My pale body is exposed to the sun's uv rays so that means I'm lying on those pool benches near my house's pool, obviously. I'm reading a magazine but I've already said that, my phone, now gets my attention after reading a full article about fashion.

—Well, finally you address me with more than three words, that's a good start —I say smiling, looking for his gaze, his eyes are fixed in a wall.

I hold the magazine one more time, discard some pages, those I have no interest in, specifically, until I find some juicy content. Bingo!

"Haruno's Heir Steps Out at the Mall with Hot Bodyguard…"

—Uhm I agree… —I mutter reading some lines about the place, date and irrelevant information they've got about me. I mean, I just shopped some dresses, it wasn't really special.

"He's got her back, she stares at his ass…"

I burst out of laughter when I recognize a photo collage made by the gossip magazine. In a large photo, you can see me without glasses while Sasuke is pushing those annoying paparazzi away from me. I was definitely looking at his ass, those blue jeans he was wearing suit him just fine. It was a good article, almost made me blush because of the accuracy.

I chuckle and look up to Sasuke who is lost in his thoughts I guess, so I get up, still the magazine in my hands, ready to finds his reaction.

—Look, it says I was looking at your butt —I talk to him smiling like a kid.

—Were you? —he answers, he is serious and barely eyeing on the piece of paper.

—I was checking you out —I say shrugging my shoulders —, don't you check me out? —I ask raising suggestively my pink eyebrows.

—That's my job, m'am.

—M'am, m'am —I mock him —, "I would admit I look at your ass all the time but I would get fired, m'am" —I joke mimicking his low tone.

—I must observe all of you, m'am, I take care of you, it's different.

There he goes again with the "m'am", I don't really know how many times I've asked him to treat me with more familiarity.

—I wouldn't fire you —I answer him ignoring his explanation —it would be a huge compliment that a man like you looks after me —. I emphasize that "you" not only with my voice but with my index finger when I point at him.

—Like me?

—So today you've got loose-tongued —I speak delighted —, of course —I nod —, you are the type of man that gets a woman all sex up.

I notice how his Adam's apple moves when he gulps. He is so hot.

—Would you rather not to comment about that? —I ask.

—I shouldn't.

—Why not? Let's do it like friends! —I mention without noticing the small twist that my sentence has done.

My bodyguard is flushed. Oh God, I never thought he couldn't get any hotter, but here he is.

—Do it… —he whispers quite awkwardly.

I actually never (not really) had the perfect time to making him feel… uncomfortable, in fact, I didn't know I could take advantage of these certain topics.

—Sex is fun —I talk expecting his reaction. Unfortunately, he composes himself and he is no longer affected by my comments.

—It is also funny to talk about it —I say noticing he is kind of angry? Maybe bothered, clearly because he doesn't want to continue with this conversation, but, suck it! That's your job! I like to melt some ice.

I practically throw the magazine over some desk while I enter my house, Sasuke, my nanny, of course follows my lead towards my room.

—You should relax every now and then… Actually, we should go out —I suggest suddenly spinning my body around my feet but he immediately halts. Such a shame because I could've just bump into his hard chest. Tsk.

—We always go out —my bodyguard responds with a neutral tone, his gaze is once again looking at a dead spot on the wall where it doesn't seem he is paying attention to me, but he can totally do his job.

—I mean like, hang out with each other —I am losing my patience, but I speak over again —, without that uniform you got inside your mind —I say and in order to get a better response, I approach to him. He is next to my door, great posture, firm, rigid features.

—You wouldn't have to take care of me —I whisper on his left ear staying on my tiptoes and also trying to match his height. Hold me now, ballet lessons.

—Still, I would protect you, Sakura, I have to —. He speaks looking like those English bodyguards at Buckingham Palace.

—I really mean it! —I say with dreamy eyes, I guess this flirty side I can't avoid is floating above the surface.

He only nods in response, though I feel his warm breathe invading my space, near my cheek, it is suggestive, maybe I think he is, but the situation in which we currently are might be only the result of my troubled mind.

—Wait —I whisper, I stop looking at his lips and finally I met his eyes which were trying to accept my movements.

—Did you just call me by my name? —I inquire holding my big bright smile. That was a huge step, I can't believe I didn't catch it the first second I heard him. I wonder if I could distract him enough so he lost his serious façade.

—I don't think so, m'am.

—"Still, I would protect you, Sakura, I have to! —I repeat his sentence word by word even mimicking his voice. I must admit It is kind of funny. So now that the dialogues has turned onto some innocent matter, I decide to rest my feet and hormones too, a little bit. I step back just one meter away, and still close to his body I look up at his eyes like a proud mother would watch at his baby, even my arms are resting in my waist doing that posture of a vase.

I don't know if I am crazy or if I feel/see a smirk on him. I decide to leave it like that, the conversation, because he always gets away with it when he denies something. I give him more space. For a moment, he's spoken more freely and that just has mesmerized me even more.

Have I told already that I'm in love with my bodyguard?

I'm nineteen years old and I got a bodyguard that ignores me, you know, from the perspective I actually care. Why do I got a bodyguard? Well, I'm not famous, maybe the media gives me some particular attention, and I'm wealthy, and I need security 24/7 because my dad is paranoid. That or maybe he is in big trouble, it is starting to get suspicious.

I lay on my bed with a crash, then I sigh. Sasuke would never look up to me like a woman, he is a man and I know he reacts to some of my feminine charms, but he is one of those persons that has so much self-control that he would never dare to give in, I feel that it does exist chemistry between us, I'm not completely crazy, it is there. It is a pity than it's only me who makes a move.

I get lost in my thoughts and decide to text my girlfriend, Ino, I suggest a night out at some club she likes. I know we won't be able to get in that easily, because we are underage but that is the privilege of being born with a golden spoon in my mouth.

After checking some details, texting more than I would've liked to, I meet my parents whom I proceed to have dinner with. We basically talk about the same stuff.

"How you've been? What did you do today? Did you get in trouble? Will you go out tonight?"

I answer affirmatively to the last question. It's not like they don't care about their only child, in fact, they care a lot about me, that's why I have a strong and also trustworthy bodyguard next to me. I don't talk much with my parents but that doesn't mean I don't get along with them. The relationship with my father is kind of a mix of sarcasm, awkwardness, teenager-father, credit card like. My mother in other hand is not someone who I can naturally rely on, I like my nanny better, like my real nanny, not Sasuke. Since I hit my puberty I could say we are not that close, however, there is still that value of respect present in our dynamic. As long our hormones don't crash into each other's because of something that involves my father. You know what? I absolutely had that normal childhood when I was a sweet, loving girl but since my teen days I may or not have changed my priorities. I know it's kind of selfish.

The time to get all dressed up has come so I choose a cheeky dress and heels that match. After taking a bath, I do my makeup, very simple, I actually don't need much to be pleased at my reflection in the mirror.

Sasuke is always around me, he is currently in my room, I don't know which directions my dad gave to him, but what I most like about it is the unlimited time he spends with me, especially if I go out of my house. That's why now I tend to get dress inside my bathroom or else he would storm out of my bedroom like when once I miserably failed to seduce him with only my underwear.

This night out would be my bait to try, after a failed week, to seduce my nanny, one-more-time.

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Notes

Okay, I hope you can give some feedback if you want more chapters to be translated. Also I hope you get the idea of nanny=bodyguard idk it sounded good in Spanish and also inside my head haha. So again, thank you for reading and I hope you liked it!