Heyo fellow prisoners. Much love and thanks. In addition, I think it's time to introduce our sweet superstar, Ino. She will be popping in and out from time to time.

I-Catch v.1-2: "Sakura, get down for breakfast! You're almost late for school!" Her mother called.

"I. AM. LEGEND!" The rebel shouted.

"What do you mean you're a legend?! I. AM. YO. MAMMA! Get down here this instant Haruno Sakura!"

"Ok, fine fine…"

- xXx -

"So he made you his personal maid?!" Ino laughed over the phone.

"YEAH! Can you believe that?"

"Oooo…I'm sensing some looov-"

"Shut up pig."

- xXx -

H

E

R

P U K I N G - S T A R

"U. C. H. I. H. A. S. A. S. U. K. E." Sakura hissed, kicking her master's door open in her infamous unlady 'ahem' like manner.

"Nice underwear." Sasuke commented and grinned. "Although, haven't you learned to knock first?"

"Knocking my pretty ass! If you think I have no manners than that makes you… a-an even less mannered person! Making me your personal servant?! Ha! What the hell? Are you out of your mind?!" She cried loudly, ignoring the underwear comment. Hopefully, it will inspire him to wear underwear other than black.

"Not really." He replied casually and played with a basketball in his hands. "Get me some juice."

"WHAT?!"

"I said get me some juice."

"What did you say?!"

"Get. Me. Some. Juice."

"HUH?!"

"JUICE DAMNIT!"

"FINE!"

"Fine!"

"FINE!"

"Fine!"

"FINE!" She growled loudly and stomped out to the kitchen. He wants juice?! I'll give him some juice! I'll be the worst personal servant he will ever EVER have!

"Chef, the boss wants some juice." She demanded angry and glared at the other maids who were also throwing imaginary daggers at her. "I didn't ask for this ok? So turn those heads around and get back to work!"

The other maids just stared at her with wide eyes and dropped their jaws. The nerve of her! First she took their beloved master and now she's being cocky about it. That pink-haired biotch! Sakura just rolled her eyes angrily in response and tapped her foot impatiently. She was too angry to care about what others think of her at the moment.

"What kind of juice does he want? Apple? Orange? Cranberry? Kiwi? Pineapple? Raspberry? Grapes? Tomato?" The chef asked with great impatience too.

Sakura thought for a moment. Brain juice would be nice... maybe with poison too?

Sasuke didn't exactly tell her what he wanted… which meant she could pick any she wanted! Oh happy day! Should she choose unpredictable cranberry? Crazy kiwi? Or old school apple juice just in case he doesn't like the others? No… she'll pick the worst kind of juice possible. After all, she was going to be his worst personal maid in history.

"I'll take tomato please." She smiled sweetly and cackled in the inside. Who in their right mind would like tomato juice?! Happily, she skipped her way back to Sasuke's room with a glass of deep red tomato juice in hand.

Inner Sakura: Happy drinking mwahahahaha…

"Your juice." She forced a smile on her lips and handed the man his drink. She could imagine it now.

Sasuke spits out his drink on his high class bed sheets and go, 'WHAT?! What is this hideous thing? It burnt my tongue!' And she will go, 'Why, it's you're juice sir.' And he will go, 'Ugh, I hate tomatoes! You just ruined my taste buds!' And she will go, 'Too bad sir. You didn't tell me what you specifically wanted so it's not my fault. IN YOUR FACE ASSHOLE!'

"Thanks. How did you know I like tomatoes?"

WHATTTTTTT? Sakura felt her lower jaws disconnect with her upper one. "Y-You like it?"

"No, I hate tomatoes." He replied sarcastically and tossed his basketball aside which landed perfectly into the net with a swoosh!

Damnit! Mission failed! She bit her shirt angrily and glared at him. "Sir, can't you tell that I don't like y-"

"Get me some crackers."

A vein popped on her forehead. This bastard…So it finally comes down to this huh?! Well bring it hubba! You're going to answer my questions no matter what!

She quickly raced downstairs, got a whole plate of assorted crackers, and shoved it against him. "Your crackers! Now, why did you pick me as your person-"

"Get me my cell phone. It's in the family room."

Gahh!

"Your cell phone! What the hell is up with-"

"Get me a sandwich."

-Twitch-

"Your fricken sandwich. Why-"

"Get me some water."

Why can't you just be anorexic and not drink or eat anything...

"...-pants- ...-pants-...Your….fuckin….wa…ter…-pants-...How-"

"Bring me my basketball."

"God damnit!" Sakura breathed heavily from running all over the mansion just to fetch him his needs. "I'm not a dog!"

Sasuke just laughed lightly at her collapsed figure beside his bed and grabbed her hair gently from behind, pulling her close. "Of course you're not a dog. You're my personal servant."

Sakura, having no experience in the world of intimate contact, felt her heart beat fast and face go red. Her body quivered slightly but she managed to keep a straight face. "What if I don't want to be your personal servant?"

"Too bad, cuz you're already is." Sasuke smirked letting her go. "Unless you want to quit of course."

Sakura gave her a skirt a tight squeeze before sighing deeply. "No…"

"What's so bad about being my personal servant anyway?" He asked curiously throwing a goldfish cracker into his mouth.

What's so bad about being your personal servant?!

Inner Sakura: WHAT'S SO BAD ABOUT BEING YOUR PERSONAL SERVANT?!

"I'll tell you what's bad Uchiha." She spat out and stuck her index finger deep against his chest. "Every maid in your damn mansion wants to kill me now that's what! In addition, I have to personally serve someone like you! If you don't think that's bad, than I don't know what is."

"...If you don't want to be my personal servant then don't be." He shrugged.

"...WHHHAT?!" She exclaimed, throwing her hands up. Who does he think he is?! "Then why the hell did you just say all those crap and act like you want me to be your servant? Who am I to you anyway? A dog? What are those maids to yo-"

"Shut up." Sasuke hissed suddenly and covered her mouth tightly.

"Mmmgh!!"

"Stop moving and listen." He ordered, his eyes narrowing, and looked outside his window.

Sakura pulled his hands away from her and blew a wild strand of hair away from her face furiously. However, she didn't say anything and listened. At first she heard nothing and wondered if Sasuke was delusional but then she heard a soft thump outside that sounded like the door of a car closing. Curiously, she climbed on top of Sasuke's bed and crawled beside him to look out the window as well.

Since Sasuke's room was directly facing the gate, she could see a red convertible parked fancily in front of the entrance and a flashy red-head strutting towards them. If the red-head hadn't created such an inerasable image in her head, she would've been marveling at how sharp Sasuke's ears were since she could barely hear the sound from outside at all.

But no, the red-head just had to make herself appear so high and mighty that it was almost comparable to Sasuke's ego which was it scary.

Karin…she thought warily. It wasn't her first time meeting her. If fact, Sakura had met her at least ten times and beyond. It's just that in the past, whenever Karin made it her habit to drop by and check up on Sasuke, she had always been assigned to polish the doors which also made 'answering the door' a part of her job as well.

- xXx -

"So Karin's bitchier than me?" Ino giggled on the phone.

"Shocking isn't it?"

"What does she look like?"

"A star." Sakura replied truthfully.

- xXx -

Clop, Clop, Clop

She watched Karin pull out her red compact powder as she came nearer and nearer. Behind that glossy burgundy hair, those newest Dior shades, that belly revealing black halter top, that custom-made navy jeans, and those super black heels that goes clop clop clop every time she walked – she knew – a dark sinister beast rests within and – she knew – the beast was coming.

Clop, Clop, Clop

She remembered Karin passing her without a care in the world as she opened the door for her in the past and how she looked at her as if her status was lower than a fat old rat.

Clop, Clop, Cl-

"Put this on."

"H-Huh?"

"Do you have hearing problems or something?" Sasuke said impatiently and threw her something silky.

Sakura looked down and gasped. A-A wig?!

"B-But why?"

"Just put it on." He replied avoiding her gaze and went out. "I expect you to be at my service as soon as you finish fixing yourself. And fix your hair well."

"Wha-" She stopped midway as Sasuke left before she could even start HER sentence. Sakura furrowed her eyebrows and examined the wig. Was it a trick perhaps? What was he up to exactly?...

As time passed, she found herself being more and more confused by Sasuke's contradicting actions. Does he want me to wear a wig or not?!

Inner Sakura: Make up your damn mind!

Feeling frustrated, she quickly fixed the long black wig onto her head and erased all the trace of her pink hair. Just when she thought she figured Sasuke all out, he had to surprise her and leave yet another mystery behind.

"Whatever. I will get to the bottom of this." She muttered angrily, exiting out of the room.

Sasuke groaned silently and ran a hand through his hair as he slowly descended down the stairs. Why did Karin have the worst timing ever? Just when he was about to have fun, she always come barging in and being all suggestive with her body.

"Sir, Miss Karen is here." A maid informed and blushed.

"Send her to the lounge. I'll meet her there." He ordered without looking at the maid and wondered what was taking Sakura so long. He had spent his morning trying to find a wig in his house and just when he was about to give up, he found a nice long black one in his mother's drawers.

She must be so confused and so pissed now… He thought with a small grin.

...but why the hell is she taking so long?

"Chill." He muttered and forced himself to be patient. She's probably slow because she's trying to hide her hair…

She better hid it well though.

Because there was no way he was going to let Karin see it. Na-uh, she wasn't going to take his toy away from him this time.

"Hi Babe." Her feminine voice greeted.

Sakura went downstairs at her own pace, making sure her wig was in place. She didn't know why she bothered so much with the wig or why she was being so obedient, but one thing was for sure. She was hella glad her pink hair was hidden once again.

As she passed her fellow co-workers, they all stared at her in confusion and started whispering amongst themselves wondering if their eyes had gone bad or did Maid 167 really change her hair colour back to black in such a short amount of time.

"Excuse me, where's Master Uchiha?" Sakura asked an incoming butler. There weren't a lot of butlers in the mansion but those that are, were in charge of the chores maids can't do themselves such as repairing or fixing things around the building. She was mighty glad there were butlers in the area for they didn't glare at her or curse at her.

"Young Master is in the lounge." The old butler smiled friendlily.

"Thanks." She smiled back and took her time to get to her destination. She so did not want to see Sasuke acting all flirty towards Karin. And sure enough, there Sasuke was, in front of her two green eyes, with an arm relaxing on the couch and curved around Karin's shoulders like they had been couples for life.

Give me a break… She thought with disgust and reported herself in unenthusiastically. "One-Sixty-Seven at your service."

"Sasuke, I want some wine." Karin purred and twirled her shades in her hands as soon as she saw a supposed unimportant girl in an Uchiha servant uniform come towards her.

"Sure." Sasuke shrugged and looked at Sakura like she was some kind of foreign alien monster. "You heard her One-Sixty-Seven."

"Right away sir." Sakura gritted her teeth and forced a smile. Why? Her blood boiled as Sasuke continued to act like he didn't know her at all. What? Are you too ashamed to tell your girlfriend that you're messing with me? She wanted to shout although she didn't like the sound of it herself. 'Sasuke' plus 'messing with her' just didn't make sense.

"You're maids sure have slow response rates." Karin commented and looked at her with dissatisfaction.

Fuck you. Sakura replied through her eyes and stalked away. However, before she did, she caught Sasuke glancing at her with playfulness in his eyes as if telling her that the whole thing was just a sad joke.

"Whatever." She muttered to herself, grabbing a bottle of ice wine. She had concluded that Uchiha Sasuke was a lunatic who couldn't make up his mind on things and she was having problems because she kept on seeing unnecessary things.

"You're wine."

Karin peeled her eyes away from Sasuke with a smile on her lips like she had just heard him say a funny joke. She then frowned as soon as she saw her and gave off the impression that the maid was sending her some kind of curse. "Well? Pour it."

"Gladly." Sakura smiled like a plastic Barbie doll and poured the wine into two glass goblets that she had brought from the kitchen. How did Sasuke even tolerate her?!

Maybe he can't and that's why he likes hanging around maids so much…

She paused for a minute to think then shook her head, chuckling quietly to herself. It couldn't be. Karin was a gorgeous chick of every man's dreams. There was no way a playboy like Sasuke would ever get tired of her.

"Sasuke, what is wrong with your maid? She's so slow at doing things and she doesn't even know her manners." The star suddenly complained, tugging his shirt innocently. "Just look at her. She's just standing there doing nothing when she's supposed to give us the wine."

Sasuke did look at her and forced himself not to smirk. Sakura looked pretty good with his mother's black wig on.

"-and what is up with her? Her eyes are green and her hair's black. I've never seen someone like her…does she have some kind of genetic disease?"

Inner Sakura: Genetic disease your ass?! Shut up bitch! I don't have genetic disease!

Calm down…calm down…calm down… She breathed in and out. Now was not the time to blow up. Especially in front of her boss's mistre—girlfriend. But never in her life had she met someone so rude. Hello? Earth to bitch. She was standing right in front of her! Did she really have to spit it all that out at her face?

"My, my, my…I'm sorry Sasuke, but you sure have a sad bunch of maids. Yet then again," Karen smiled and caressed his cheek. "I'm glad because then, no one will have the potential to take you away."

Inner Sakura: No potential? NO POTENTIAL?! Well guess what whore, I see your lover boy with his maids everyday! And sadly for you…HE'S WITH ME right now!

Cough…in the bad way of course. She reminded herself and glared at her.

"Aha…it seems like your maid is jealous of us. Well I can't blame her…we are a gorgeous pair." The beast smiled poisonously.

However, the poison was a little too much for Sakura to handle and caused her to accidentally release a very offended expression. Just a tad wee bit though. That is, if you count a lot of facial twitching, a dropped jaw, a raised eyebrown, an 'are you kidding me' look, and a flaring nostril minor expressions. Then yes, it's just a tad wee bit.

"ME?!" She exclaimed incredulously. "Je-"

"One-Sixty-Seven." Sasuke ordered in a serious tone. But it didn't fool her. She could tell he wanted to crack up on the inside. Nonetheless, she immediately shut her mouth and forced another plastic smile upon her face.

"Jesus just wanted me to say, God bless your relationship." She clasped her hand together innocently.

Karin just raised her eyebrow and looked at her as if she was a freak. "Okay…"

Sasuke just forced a light laugh and brought the red-head's face towards him with his hand. "Don't mind her…"

"You're right." She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Then, their next action made Sakura's jaw drop again. They actually kissed! She couldn't believe they actually kissed.

K. I. S. S. E. D.

And in front of her too! She rubbed her eyes and watched as they continued smooching one minute after. And tenderly too. Tenderly. Tenderly. Tenderly!!

GET A BLOODY ROOM!!

This was a public place for goodness sakes! And the sight of them just totally burned her eyes and she screamed loudly in her mind. Sasuke actually had the guts to start make out randomly with girls in front of her. That bastard. She felt a pang of agony inside.

It was weird, because she always knew Sasuke was just playing around with her since she was his toy like the other maids. She expected Sasuke to act this way. What he and Karin are doing at the moment shouldn't be shocking at all. But why does it fucking hurt so much?!

Sakura turned her head away and stared at the side walls blankly. She was just a toy in the end - a useless broken toy that nobody notices. It hurts being unnoticed. And JUST when she was being noticed, it turns to be something like-like this.

Someone

Anyone

Ino

God

Just get her out of this hellhole. Please.

- xXx -

"Karin looks like a star now eh."

"Yeah."

"Look's like you got some tough competition."

"Stop dreaming pig. She can have him for all I care. If Sasuke like's puking stars. Then let him do as he like."

"You'll regret it thoughhh!"

"Think again."

"I already did."

"Damn you."

Fin

Yup, OOC all the way especially for Karin. But oh well haha…I don't care about Karin. Anyways,

-Gasps!-

Did I see you drop a review? –Picks it up-

Readers: No…we didn't drop any.

Well…it wouldn't hurt to drop some now? –Smiles- I got some cookiesss!!

Readers: Bribery I say, bribery!

But they're chocolate chip cookies!

Readers: …Fine. –Takes the cookie-

So…review please? xD

Re-edited on December 25, 2008