Naruto-

Opposite Professions

Part 2

"You found a potential roommate already?" Tenten asked amazed, "It's only been three days. Someone must be pretty desperate to agree without seeing the apartment."

Sakura nodded cleaning up the living room, "He said he really didn't care, he just wanted something close to his workplace."

This caused Tenten to pause, "He?"

Sakura nodded, "Yup, he."

"Are you sure you don't want to reconsider this?" Ino asked, sitting next to Tenten munching on a bowl of popcorn, "This is asking for embarrassing situations to occur."

"Well, if he decides to leave early, he still has to pay half of the rent for three months, so I really don't care. I'm not leaving." Sakura was being stubborn as always, "Anyways, if things go wrong, I'll just bunk with Ino."

Ino twitched, "Hey! I'm not your scapegoat!"

Ignoring her, Sakura started cleaning up the kitchen, "Well, he's coming by tomorrow morning to check it out."

"Have fun with that," Ino commented.

The next day, Sakura was surprised to see that he actually did show up and was not anything she expected, which was good thing or else she'd have a pervy grouchy old man as a roommate.

"Er…hi, I'm Sakura," she held her hand out.

A tough calloused hand reached out and her new roommate grinned widely, "Hi! I think we're going to get a long just fine!"

She couldn't resist but smile back, "So, we have the basics. The kitchen over here," she guided him down the hall, "The living room was back there. I have basic cable so don't expect any crazy channels. Your bedroom is over there and the bathroom is over there."

When she finished her sentence she turned to see his expression, which hadn't changed a bit, "So is that alright?"

"Great," he nodded, "I'll make sure not to get in the way of your girl time."

She gave him an incredulous look, "Girl time?"

"Bathroom and TV time?" he supplied, "Though I'm guessing you're more of a drama girl more than of a soap opera girl, aren't you?"

"Actually, I'm more of a triller kind of girl," Sakura supplied going back to the living room, "Though I can watch dramas and soap operas if you want me too, I'll have to resist laughing and throwing the remote at the TV through them."

"That's alright," he decided and remembered something, "I haven't introduced myself, have I? I'm Kiba."

She headed into the kitchen to get some tea, "Have a seat. I'll get some snacks."

"Oh, no need," Kiba protested.

Chuckling, she came back with some snacks, "I'm wisely suggested you to take this hospitality, because once you've moved in. You're getting your own snacks and tea."

"So what do you do?" Kiba wondered, glancing around the room with a grin, "Nice decorations by the way."

"Thanks," Sakura said, carrying out a tray, "I'm a dentist and I'm going to warn you ahead of time. I work very odd hours."

He tilted his head in confusion, "But I though that denstist were supposed to have consistant hours."

"You'd think," she sighed, "But it's really like being a doctor."

"I know about that," he commented taking a large bite out of a cookie, "I'm a vet."

"Wow, an animal lover."

"Which brings me to my next question," Kiba started hesistently, "Do you mind if I bring my dog?"

"Dog?" she repeated dumbly.

"Dog," he repeated, "I swear he's perfectly tame and trained. He's a little on the big side, but he's basically a big teddy bear."

"Well-"

"Just take a look at him," Kiba pulled her to the door.
"You brought him with you?" Sakura stared shocked at him.

"I had to see if Akamaru would like the place," he admitted. He didn't need to point out his dog as the fact that it was massive, pratically a size of a horse sitting on the front lawn wagging its tail with a silly grin.

"I….I….," she couldn't think of anything to say.

"I know he's kind of big, but just come down and see him."

That's how she ended up infront of a massive dog nearly her height sitting. Kiba was holding it down, but it clearly had the look in its eye to jump and jump far.

"Oi, Kiba," a deep male voice called from behind them and in that split second, Akamaru saw his chance.

"Oof!" Her vision when white and furry with a hint of red.

"Come on Akamaru, get off. Get off," she could hear Kiba yelling, "Kankuro, don't stand there. Help."

With the help of Kankuro, her neighbor below, they got the thing off of her and sitting tied to the fence.

"Sorry about that," Kiba apologized before turning to Kankuro, "What are you doing here? It's been a while."

"Just high school," her "paint" wearing kabuki/puppeteer actor neighbor grinned, "I live here. What are you doing?"

"Looking for a place."

Kankuro rubbed his chin, "Hmmm, That's interesting. He's looking for a place as well," jerking a thumb behind him. And for the first time, Sakura looked around to see a familiar face.

"Hello again."

"Mr. Uchiha," she sighed. Well, it couldn't get worse.

"Oh, SAKURA!!!!" Oh, hell it can.

She physically forced herself to smile before turning around, "Mr. Landlord."

"Jiriaya," he took her hand, "It's a pleasure to see you."

She managed a sort of reply that lay in the realm of an hmmm and ugh.

"I heard you had a potential roomate and wanted to verify them," his perverted eyes flashed, "We don't want any bad characters to attack us at night do we?"

"No, no," her cheeks hurt, "Of course not."

"So who is it?"

"We have a bit of a situation," Kankuro kindly saved her, but diverting Jiriaya's attention, "there are two potential candidates."

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"TWO!?!" Ino and Tenten gaped.

Sakura sighed collapsed on Ino's couch, "Yeah, weird isn't it?"

"I'll say," Ino commented, "Who know Kankuro knew people?"

"Kankuro?" Tenten tilted her head, "…hmm."

"Makeup guy?" Ino hinted.

"Ahh," realization hit, "Makeup guy. Ok, anyways, so what are you going to do about the two?"

"Well," Sakura heaved herself to a sitting position, "I'm not fond of either of them. One has a massive dog that can barely be called a dog and the other is a bartender who annoys the hell out of me."

"I'd choose the bartender," Tenten popped another cookie, "Less hair to clean."

"Plus, he'd be out working when your home," Ino added.

"Actually," Sakura sighed.

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"How about this," Kankuro suggested after Sakura managed to brush the hair off of her, "I have extra space. I wasn't thinking about opening it up, but if it's Kiba, I don't mind."

"Thanks bud," Kiba grabbed Kankuro in a bear hug, "you're the best. Akamaru thank him."

Knowing what the thanks would be, Kankuro held a hand, "Continuing, so Sasuke," pointing to the bartender, "Can live with you," pointing to her.

"I'm not sure about this," Jiriaya commented, Sakura agreeing for once.

"I won't be a bother," Sasuke monotonously said, "I work nights and I can sleep through anything."

Sakura sighed, she should have probably just kept the entire room to herself, "Fine, no girls, no drinking buddies, no loud parties after three, and you clean up your mess."

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Ino smirked, "Its funny how fate works."

"It is funny," Tenten agreed, "I can't believe that your rooming with the very guy that you met a couple of nights ago." She paused for longer than Sakura found conforting, "Wait, did you say Sasuke?"

Sakura nodded, "Yeah, Sasuke Uchiha, owner of the Red Fan," she glanced at Tenten curiously, "Why?"

"I think I know what's going on here. I'll see you guys later. I have some business to catch up on."

Ino and Sakura stared after her before shrugging.

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"NEJI!"

Neji sighed already prepared for his door to slam open and she didn't fail him. Tenten stood at the door frowning.

"I thought we wouldn't bother each other at work," Neji commented, looking back down at his work, "And didn't I ban you from this store?"

"Not now," Tenten fumed, "What do you think your doing with Sasuke?"

"I'm helping him."

"How?"

He sighed again and took of his glasses. "He likes her," explaining slowly, "And she's single. She has a spare room. As a shoujo mangaka, you should see where this is going."

"That's exactly why I'm here," she slammed her hands on the table, "You know how he is. He's a complete playboy. Once he's done, he's going to toss her aside and leave me to deal with a crying angry Sakura and I don't like dealing with a crying angry Sakura," she reached over the desk to grab him by his shirt with a desperate eye, "She gets violent and I mean VERY violent."

He gently pried her grip from his shirt and came around his desk to grab her shoulders, "It'll be alright. Besides, think of this moment as material research."

"Material research?" She didn't think of that.

He continued to sway her, "A real life love story and you could control the plot."

"Control the plot," she repeated, "I have been in a slump. I guess it could work," she grinned with the satisfaction of forthcoming evils, "Thanks Nejikuns!" Giving him a smaking kiss she ran out the door, "I'm just going to do some quick grocery shopping and then Plan commence!"

"Have fun with-," Neji's head popped up, "Shopping? Wait, no no no no no no no, no shopping."

"Cleanup on ailse 7."

------Author's note----

Hi, bye. Later.

Ok I'll say more. It'd be cool to be a mangaka. Too bad I can't even draw a straight line. Any whos.

Thanks a bunch. Please review!

NinjaPower