AN: I do not own Naruto. Just thought I'd make that clear. Also I am not Japanese I do not really know the honorifics of the culture. I'm trying. Don't hate. This is honestly my first fanfiction that I have actually posted on this site, and so far im quite impressed that I have had more positive feedback than what I really expected. Also I don't like doing authors notes, so I will just say now, this story is actually rated NC-17, considering I have a fancy with writing lemons. But those chapters that have a lemon in it will not be posted on here; I will post the link to where it is located. Which is on my other writing website. Spare me the hate, if you don't like how I'm writing MY fanfiction then you can just go back to the main page and click on another story. I own some of the characters of this story, and this story is AU, if you haven't noticed already. Some of the characters are OOC. Get over it. My story. This all being said, thank you for reading.

"Alright class good job." Madame Rodella called, as she tapped her cane on the dark mahogany floor, officially calling an end to her hour in a half class. Sakura smiled at her friend as she wiped the sweat off her brow. It didn't matter how physically fit she was she would always feel exhausted after the extensive workout.

"Haruno-san please stay after." The older lady said, raising her voice a few octaves louder so that she pinkette could hear her over all the chattering girls. Waving goodbye to her dark haired friend, Sakura made her way toward her teacher.

"Yes?"

The woman glanced at her talented dancer and nodded smiling.

"You were saying how you would like to volunteer yes?"

Sakura's face brightened and bobbed her head up and down.

"Yes Ma'am."

Her teacher smiled at her and waved her hand toward the room where people were allowed to watch from. Typically it was used by parents for the children in her younger classes. Sakura watched as the door opened and in walked in a group of dark haired individuals. Instantly tensing up she eyed the two Uchiha's that she could never get along with. They always did something to her at school, shove her books from her hands or throw food in her hair. Mostly it was Shisui his cousin Itachi usually just sat there and watched. Never laughing, never showing any emotion what so ever.

"My dear," Her teacher began, grabbing ahold of her hand. "These are the Uchiha's, Mikoto is a good friend of mine, and she has asked if I had a teacher available to teach her and her family how to dance. I graciously offered your assistance, considering you are one of my top students."

Gulping Sakura glanced at Shisui, Itachi and her somewhat of a friend Sasuke. Shisui was staring at her with a leering grin, Sasuke had a scornful look on his face and Itachi, well itachi looked like he had no emotion what so ever. Just standing there next to his mother being nudged by his older cousin.

"I'm very sorry Madame Rodella, but I have a competition and auditions coming soon. I can help out when I am in the studio on weekends though." She pink haired girl explained, throwing a smile at the older Uchiha woman, who returned it warmly.

"Very well Miss Haruno."

Making a face of apology she turned on her heel and walked toward the female changing rooms. But was quickly stopped once again by her teacher.

"Oh yes Sakura, your partner for the competition will be here tomorrow. From now on you will be working with him instead of practicing with the rest of the class."

Shaking her head in confirmation she made her way towards the back.

Itachi watched with interest as the pink haired girl walked away from him and his family. This whole development had been something that he hadn't expected. He never expected that the shy unnatural haired girl danced, and he most definitely didn't expect her to look the way that she did. Glancing sideways he looked at his older cousin and partner in crime. Shisui had a look on his face that slightly unsettled the younger Uchiha. The look was of a predator, and normally what Shisui wanted he would go out of his way and get.

Turning his attention back to his mother and younger brother he almost let himself smile at the way Sasuke was brooding. None of them wanted to be there but then again It was their fault for getting his mother the gift certificate for free dance lessons with anyone of her choice. She had been going on about taking lessons for months and when her birthday finally came around; Sasuke, Itachi and Shisui all pitched in to get her the expensive lessons. None of them knowing that she would drag them along with her.

Thirty minutes later, Itachi sat on the dance floor against the wall as his mother laughed as she attempted to dance with her youngest son. Shisui had already plopped down next to him, his attention not on his aunt and cousin but on the door that Haruno had disappeared through. He would have thought by now she would have come back through so that she could leave. And he was pretty sure that his cousin was expecting to see her again.

Speak of the devil.

He thought, as the door across the room opened and the pink haired girl walked through. Her hair no longer up in a tight bun, but now hanging loosely in waves down her small body. He watched as she walked hurriedly over to her teacher and whispered something to her. Her teacher only nodding in response, not once bothering to look at her student. Her eyes focused only on his little brother and mother.

He grunted as his cousin elbowed him in the side. Casting a glance at him he could see the mischief in his eyes. Itachi shook his head in response. If they were going to get her then they wouldn't be doing it where everyone else could see them. Especially his younger brother who lately had taken a liking to the pinkette. She was in the same grade as him, and as far as Itachi knew; never talked to her. But earlier that day when they saw her rush down the hallway with her face flushed. Sasuke had practically begged them not to do or say anything to her.

As if sensing someone was staring at her Sakura looked over to where him and his cousin sat. Her eyes growing a little wider than normal she immediately said her goodbye to her teacher and left the room. Turning his head to his older cousin, Itachi actually smirked.