I woke up peacefully, no nightmares plaguing my slumber, thankfully.
I groggily turned off my alarm and immediately walked to the kitchen and grabbed a couple of Advils, popping them into my mouth quickly to alleviate the pain from the headache I had from all the champagne at Minato's party. Brushing my teeth and taking a shower took roughly 15 minutes. Afterwards I had some good old cereal, my go-to breakfast when I was too lazy to make pancakes or spread cream cheese on a bagel.
I threw on a pair of jeans and a snug blue shirt and grabbed my keys before going out and walking down the stairs to the garage. I turned on the Camaro and sped off towards the FBI Office in Jacksonville, convenient, right? It was only a couple of minutes away from my building, meaning it was really easy to get there, so being late wasn't really a worry for me. I parked and made my way to the blue building.
I walked into the 5-story fortress and quickly flashed my badge to the receptionist, who offered me a smile and a "good morning". I silently took the elevator to the top floor, where my desk was waiting for me, probably filled with paperwork already. I shuddered at the mere thought of it, paperwork was the greatest nuisance known to man. The doors opened, and out I walked to my desk, my prediction proven to be true. I frowned at the files and went to sit down and get started, only to be stopped by the boss.
"Uchiha! My office!" Ibiki barked. I sighed and followed the man into his office, shutting the door behind me while he sat down. I stood there and awaited him to address me, but I froze when I saw the glint of amusement in his eyes.
"You're getting a partner," he said nonchalantly, sipping on his coffee.
Fuck.
"But, sir-" I began, but he cut me off before I could continue pleading my case.
"Save me the bullshit about you working better alone and whatever, two heads are always better than one, plus, I think you'll like her."
Her.
"A girl?" He nodded his head with a mischievous smile plastered onto his face.
"Between you and me, she's hot too, so try not to get distracted." I scoffed at his remark, as if some girl would distract me. "Regardless, I want you to go down and meet her at Bird's Cafe in about 10 minutes. Don't. Be. An. Asshole." I frowned at him and muttered a, "Yes Sir" before taking my leave. This is what I get for having an almost perfect arrest record, for catching numerous killers efficiently. A stack of paperwork and some girl as a partner. I slammed my forehead onto the desk and groaned loudly to express my pain and grief.
"Didn't get your coffee, yet?" I looked up to see a fellow agent of mine, Jugo, staring at me, amused.
"Fuck off," I replied before putting my head back down.
"Having a partner isn't that bad, you'll get used to it," he said before walking away. Ibiki must've told everyone before I came in that I, Sasuke Uchiha, was getting a partner, probably got a good laugh out of that. I decided to hurry up and get this whole thing over with, so I grabbed my keys and popped back into Ibiki's office.
"What's her name?"
"Sakura Haruno." I nodded and got back into the elevator, at least I didn't have to do paperwork until I got back. I slowly walked out of the elevator and the building and got into my jet-black car. I turned on the ignition and sat there for a minute, wondering if maybe I should just not go and tell Ibiki she wasn't there. Then again, he would probably know I was lying, so I would get in trouble regardless.
I resigned myself to fate and sped off towards the nearby cafe, reaching there in about 3 minutes while disregarding the speed limit. It was a small cafe, relatively peaceful too, the dark brown walls and windows giving it a nice touch.
Only about 6 people were in there, not including the waiters and waitresses. I walked inside immediately noticing that only 1 of the people there was a girl with short brown hair and looked to be in her 30s, around Kakashi's age.
"Excuse me miss, you wouldn't happen to be Sakura Haruno, would you?" She shook her head and offered me a smile.
"Name's Rin, I'm meeting a guy named Kakashi here." She must've noticed my eyes widen and mouth open slightly because she raised an eyebrow in inquiry.
"He's a friend," I lied quickly before leaving the cafe to avoid any further catastrophe.
I scanned the parking lot, but all the cars were empty, and there was no sign of anyone else going into the cafe. I sighed and decided to get a cup of coffee to go since I wanted to avoid seeing Kakashi on a...date.
"Black, cream and two sugars," I told the woman behind the counter. In a minute, I had a cup of coffee in my hand, steaming hot, and satisfying my caffeine addiction. I turned around with the cup in my hand and phone in the other, ready to call Ibiki and tell him the girl was a no show. I was distracted, so when I opened the door, I didn't see that someone was already behind it, phone in hand as well.
"Ah!" She yelped as she dropped her phone from her grasp. With lightning reflexes, I snatched the phone before it hit the ground, clasping onto it with my fingers before looking up in amusement at the yelping girls.
For the first time in my 24 years of being on this Earth, I had my breath stolen from me.
Her pink hair flowed to her shoulders, slightly brushing past them and onto her upper back. It reminded me of a Sakura tree, like the pink petals on a Sakura tree, gleaming with beauty. The wind blew past us both, but we didn't notice, all I saw was her. Her skin was velvety, and shone like it was made of ivory, only a tank top and sweats keeping me from seeing all of her. Her lips were parted, like mine, as if the person in front of her was enchanting. I was spellbound, like she had cast something at me, because I couldn't leave the sight of her. Those emerald eyes had me locked in a battle, like her evergreen was challenging my onyx to a battle to see who would back off first. We stared at each other for what I thought was an eternity, mouths agape and entranced, before her phone vibrated in my hand, snapping us back to reality.
"Oh! Um...thanks!" She smiled politely at me. I ignored the way my stomach was flipping over and the way my lips desired to touch her own. What was wrong with me? I sounded like some obsessed teenager.
"No problem," I answered nonchalantly, handing her phone back to her. She smiled again at me and locked eyes with me again.
"Aren't you going to check it?" I inquired.
"Check what?" I raised my eyebrow at her.
"You got a message."
"Oh, r-right!" She stammered, checking her phone and sighing. "I'm supposed to meet my new partner today, but I can't find him and no one bothered to give me his number," she stated in annoyance.
"New partner?" I raised an eyebrow again in inquiry.
"I'm new at the FBI Office, Sakura Haruno." She extended her hand in greeting. I took it and hid the smirk that was forming on my face.
"Come to think of it, I think I saw someone named Uchiha just leave, he was probably heading back to that office if you want to catch him there."
"Thanks!" She beamed at me, making my stupid stomach do stupid somersaults again. Then, her beaming face turned slightly red as her cheeks became the color of tomatoes.
"Um...can I…" She began, twirling her pink locks. "I'm sorry, I'm not usually like this but...you know what, nevermind, it was nice meeting you!"
She fast walked away, leaving me amused and confused at the same time. I smirked and caught myself looking at her swaying hips as she walked to her car, a modest Corolla, and drove off. This should be fun. I hopped into my car and drove off a minute later to the same destination as her. I saw her walking into the building when I pulled into the parking lot, almost perfect timing. I parked and took the second elevator up to the top floor, almost eager to see her. I kicked myself for behaving like this, like a horny kid.
"What did she do to me?" I sighed out. Thankfully, I was the only one in the elevator, so no one else could hear the words that escaped my lips or notice how laced with longing they were. For her. I groaned and hit myself in the head to regain my sanity right before the elevator opened up. A particularly loud voice resounded through the floor, and if I was anyone else, it would've been unnerving.
"UCHIHA! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!" I calmly walked to his office, never breaking stride until Jugo and another agent, Suigetsu, walked past me.
"Did you see her? She's the hottest girl I've ever seen! And I watch a lot of porn too!" The cerulean-haired man rambled.
"I have to admit, Sasuke, even I have to admit she is a beautiful woman," Jugo said calmly.
"Thanks," I grumbled, earning a small smile from him.
"Sasuke doesn't care, he'll just fuck her than leave, right Sasuke?" Suigetsu grinned at me, reminding me of Naruto.
"Yeah, probably," I answered, much to Suigetsu's delight for some reason.
"Great! I got dibs then!" He said before walking away. I met Jugo's gaze for a second and immediately saw his questioning look.
"You just lied," he said before going on his way. The big guy had an uncanny way of seeing through me sometimes, and it was kind of weird. I made my way to Ibiki's office and saw Sakura standing in front of him, flinching every time he yelled.
"You idiot, I told you not to be an asshole, now go show her around the building before I wring your neck!" He commanded. He nodded to Sakura, dismissing her. She turned around and her eyes widened at the sight of me. I smirked at the way her mouth opened like it had at the cafe and beckoned her towards me.
"You're Sasuke?" I nodded, amused at the way she was staring.
"Why didn't you tell me, you jerk! I thought I was going to be in trouble or something!"
I shrugged my shoulders in response, annoying her even more. We went to the floor beneath us and I showed her around. It wasn't much, just a regular floor with some cubicles and a corner office.
"This is the Finance department, I'm pretty sure you know what that means already so let's go down another floor."
The next floor was where we kept our evidence, hundreds of files littered the wooden shelves, all from both solved and unsolved cases.
"Whoa…" she breathed, observing the stacks of paper in awe before pulling out her phone and taking a picture.
"Don't drop it, I might not catch it this time," I teased in a nonchalant tone. Her face snapped towards me and she stuck out her tongue which I combated with a satisfied smirk.
The tour continued like that, me talking in a nonchalant tone while taking every opportunity I possibly could to tease her or elicit a response from her. When we finally finished the tour, she had enough of my constant torture and stopped talking to me when we got into the elevator to the top.
"Sakura." I said. No response.
"Sakura." No response.
"I can keep going as long as you want." She finally turned her head toward me, much to my satisfaction.
"What?" I leaned in closer, holding myself back so I didn't get too close. I could see a faint blush come and cover her cheeks. I wanted to say it was cute, I wanted to say she was hot like everyone else, that she was the hottest woman I had ever seen as Suigetsu had said, but I would be partially lying. She was definitely the hottest girl I had ever seen, but she was more than hot. To me, she was beautiful.
So I leaned in so that our faces were inches away before whispering, "You're annoying." Her face immediately turned red and she crossed her arms, right under her damn chest. My mouth opened slightly at the sight of her chest, but I regained my composure and leaned my head back onto the elevator wall, thanking whoever that I didn't have to be so close to her, otherwise I would lose myself. I sat down at my desk and she sat down across from me, still ignoring me. I smirked at her and opened up some of the work I had to do, grimacing at how tedious it all looked.
"Don't tell me that's what we're doing," she complained, pouting in the most adorable way. I threw one of the stacks onto her desk in response, earning an annoyed grunt from her.
We sat there in silence for the next few hours, engrossed in our papers and such before 4 PM finally came, marking the end of our shift.
"Let's go, we're done for the day," I said, standing and stretching my limbs. She sighed in relief before mimicking my actions. I led the way to the elevator and was grateful for each step I took away from the evil pile of paper that was still sitting on my desk. I held my breath and didn't release it until the doors closed, exhaling heavily and leaning back on the wall. Sakura started giggling and I looked at her in confusion.
"You're so dramatic," she said through giggles. I narrowed my eyes at her and crossed my arms, mimicking what she did earlier, except I didn't have any tits to show off.
"Aw, Sasuke's upset," she cooed and pinched my cheek.
"Ow!" I slapped her hand away and rubbed the reddish mark on my cheek that may have been a blush, I wasn't sure. She kept giggling prettily while I rolled my eyes and leaned back again. We stepped out of the elevator and went to our respective vehicles. I was about to get in when she called out to me.
"Sasuke, um, I kind of don't know how to get to my apartment building…" She looked downwards in embarrassment, drawing a small chuckle from me.
"Let me see your address real quick." I looked at her phone and widened my eyes slightly.
"What?"
"That's my building, its only like 3 minutes away from here," I replied. She looked taken aback before a small smile covered her face.
"At least I'll have a friend here, then."
"Wow, I've been upgraded to friend, awesome," I replied casually, shooting her a smirk. "All your other friends back home?" She nodded.
"I'm the only person I know here, well you too now, but that's about it. All my friends and my parents live in Jersey."
I nodded before handing her phone back to her and motioning her to follow.
"Don't worry, I'll go extra slow for your Toyota," I remarked.
"If I had a car like yours I'd dust your ass, Uchiha."
"I'd like to see you try," I retorted. She rolled her eyes and settled into her car while I settled into mine. I drove off slowly enough so that she could follow with ease. I whipped out my phone and called Sakura quickly.
"How'd you get my number?"
"Put it in when you gave me your phone," I answered.
"At least I don't have to ask now."
"Hn."
"What?"
"Hn."
"Are you grunting at me?"
"Hn."
"If you do that one more time I swear I'll hang up."
"Hn." She wasn't lying.
I smirked to myself and threw my phone to the passenger seat. I laid my head back and enjoyed the afternoon sun as well as the busy streets of Jacksonville. Tourists were scattered everywhere, at street vendors, restaurants, you name it.
Jacksonville was a pretty location, it made a good amount of money off of tourism every year, so while tourists were annoying at times, they helped pay the bills. The streets were usually littered with Toyotas, Hondas, and Fords, as well as the occasional muscle or exotic car.
My car was muscle, damn powerful muscle. 0-60 in 4 seconds flat. I loved her.
In a few minutes, we pulled into the apartment's parking garage. I parked right next to Naruto in my usual spot and turned off the car. I turned to see Sakura walking towards me while studying her phone.
"I have to go to the front desk and get my keys," she told me.
I nodded and led her up the steps until we got to our desired location. I stood behind Sakura while she attained her key from the landlord. "I'm on the 4th floor," she declared, leading the way up the stairs. "Right below you," I replied, averting my gaze from behind her to my phone so that I wouldn't do anything stupid. "Here we are!" She exclaimed when we got to her place.
Her apartment's design was identical to mine, the walls were light blue and the structure was the same. There were boxes all over the place, decorating the floor in brown.
"Have fun unpacking," I muttered, examining the number of boxes there were.
There were a lot.
"Thanks, I'm leaping in excitement," she muttered back before grabbing a nearby box and stacking the contents of it in the kitchen.
"Want some help?" I asked. She smiled sheepishly at me before looking to the ground and rubbing the back of her neck.
"No, its ok, I'll manage," she said modestly. I knew she wanted my help, but I wanted to have a little fun first.
I shrugged my shoulders and uttered an "Ok" before moving towards the door. "Have fun moving the bed by yourself," I called out.
"Wait!" She ran towards me and tugged my sleeve. "Will you help me?"
"I thought you had it under control."
"Please?"
"You seem like a very capable girl."
"Sasuke!" I chuckled and let her tug me into her apartment. We unloaded everything for the kitchen first, just some glasses, a couple of plates, utensils, and some pots, simple really. Her living room was the next step, and it was harder than the kitchen. We unloaded and set up everything except for the sofa.
"I'll do it," I said.
"You get that side, I'll get this one," she ordered. We lifted on three, and I was shocked to see that she had a freakish amount of strength.
"You take steroids or something?"
"I'm just amazing like that."
"Definitely," I replied sarcastically.
"You're scared that I'll beat your ass," she shot back, earning an amused smirk from me. We lifted the sofa and placed it right in the middle of the living room, just like it was in mine. The rest followed quickly, even setting up the TV was pretty easy. We finished the rest of the living room and the bathroom in a couple of hours and decided to take a break before setting up the bedroom. "Here." She handed me a beer which I gladly accepted and sipped on while she took a seat next to me on her couch. We sat there in a comfortable silence before she switched the TV on.
We sat there scrolling through the channels before deciding on The Departed on AMC. We watched the first quarter of it, pure genius from Jack Nicholson, Matt Damon, and Leo DiCaprio. I had seen the movie before and loved it, I didn't mind seeing it again.
However, about 20 minutes in, I felt eyes staring at me and looked through the corner of my eye to see Sakura staring at me intently before turning her attention back to the screen. I didn't say anything about it, opting to watch the movie instead of asking her about it and making things awkward.
"We should probably get back to work," she whispered a while later. I nodded and got up to unload the remaining boxes with her behind me. A nightstand, followed by some posters and a painting, a lamp, her dressing table, which was heavier than it seemed. She hung up all of her clothes while I set up the posters and unloaded all of her jewelry and whatever while I set up the lamp and painting.
"Alright, we'll set up the bed frame first, then the mattress, then all the blankets and and pillows," she declared. We got to work and soon, her place was all set up, looking a bit like mine. "It looks nice, right?" She looked at me for an answer to which I shrugged.
"Oh my god, I really hate you," she remarked.
"No you don't," I answered, "I'll get going now."
"Thanks, Sasuke," she said before tentatively walking towards me and wrapping her arms around me. I hugged her back and smiled at her when she beamed up at me. Damn girl had me feeling all types of things.
"See you," I said after she released me with a blush on her cheeks, though I wasn't sure if she saw that I was sporting my own blush. I walked down to my own apartment, exhausted from all the lifting and moving around that I had done, though I didn't mind being with her. I liked her, I liked her body, I liked being around her, I liked hearing her voice, I liked seeing her blush, I liked her.
Shit.
I liked her.
I slapped a hand over my forehead as if it would silence my own thoughts, but I had no such luck. That night, I went to sleep thinking of her, of how her body fit perfectly with mine.