Summary: Sakura has a secret that few to none know. But when the new guy at school finds out, will Sakura be blackmailed or have deal with his arrogance?
Disclaimer: I do Not Own the Naruto characters
Parings: SasukexSakura,NarutoxHinata, ShikamaruxIno
Warnings: Language…Itachi OOC ( He'll be kind of brotherly…ya I know…awkward…)
Cliché? Then Leave It.
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Butterflies in your stomach, nervous sweat dripping down your face, and the feeling of throwing up your stomach contents and intestines, was pretty much how Sakura felt at the moment.
Enjoying this VIP -which now stood for Very Impervious Pricks- party was going to be a hard obstacle.
She was how ever surrounded by the male members who were all pretty much scary looking, excluding Deidara, for he looked more feminine them herself, which would keep her safe right?
And what was Sasuke's deal anyways?
All of this, one headache, and two Tylenol later, she was ready for the party.
"Arisa-san, we need to get going, the driver is starting to get mad," Hidan stated as she placed her last contact into her eyes.
"I'm coming already, seriously, I am a girl what did you expect!"
"I noticed Arisa that you have more manliness in your whole body then my left pinky!"
Sakura smirked at Itachi.
"Too bad I am right handed."
She glowered.
"Score one for Itachi!" Sasori yelled.
"Bastards." Sakura muttered as she walked out the door, causing Sasuke to laugh a little on the inside.
"Shall we enjoy this then?" He said extending his arm.
"We can try..."
pOpOpOpOpOpO
The party was packed with news reporters and other famous celebrities and important political candidates, but the majority of those involved, were people with big companies and a lot of money.
The minute the two bands walked through the door, they were instantly bombarded with questions about their tour, love lives, and of course if they lip-synced or not.
"Hello Arisa, my name is Konan, from Nihon Press, if you don't mind, before you enjoy the party, can I ask you a few questions?"
"Be my guest," She replied as they sat on the chairs by a round table.
"So you've been singing since-"
"Since I was twelve and my inspiration was my dad."
"Your first single-"
"Was Reila and it was a record sale of over one million copies."
"You seem well prepared."
Sakura rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders.
"Aren't all celebs?"
pOpOpOpOpOpOp
"So Sasuke my name is Zetsu-"
"What kind of a name is that?"
The guy seemed to glare at him as Sasuke shook it off and continued to hear out the poor press guy.
"As I was saying, I work for J-rock society and I was wondering if I could ask a few questions?"
"Knock your self out."
They sat on the far side of the room and Sasuke noticed Sakura was too being bombarded by a member of the press society.
"So Sasuke you started your musical career at the age of-"
"Thirteen but I have been playing instruments since I was five."
"And what instruments are you-"
"Drums, Guitar, Bass, Piano, Violin, and the Accordian."
"So a man of many talents?"
Sasuke cast the biggest smirk ever.
"You could say that..."
pOpOpOpOpOp
"So Deidara as I was saying, how do you get your hair like that?"
"Believe me...uh Pein, it takes many hours and a lot of hairspray!"
Suddenly someone made they're way onto the stage.
"If we could have all the band members get together we would like to welcome the leader of Kazekage productions and the number one sponser of this party, Mr. Gaara."
Sakura almost froze and her seat, and probably would've gone into shock if it wasn't for the rest of the testosterone squad joining her.
Seeing his red hair and peircing blue eyes out on the stage almost made her shake, but then she glared.
'I won't let that bastard get the better of me!'
"Hello everyone! And welcome to the VIP party of the century! I want everyone to enjoy themselves and there will be a special performance by our guests on the stages a little bit later"
Watching him walk off Sasuke caught the change of emotions emitting from Sakura and it was either now or never.
"Say, Arisa, wanna walk with me?"
Raising her eyebrow she smiled.
"Why not."
They walked outside and Sasuke made sure that Akatsuki was sticking to their plan of stalling the press long enough for Sasuke to come clean.
"So why the walk?"
"Well it's your birthday isn't it?" He asked as he held out a small box.
Sakura had a quizzical look on her face as Sasuke shrugged.
"Everyone likes the occasional present, even Arisa Fujikawa."
Sakura took it as she looked at the sky. Opening the box she saw the pendant and nearly fell over.
"Sasuke, please don't tell me this was expensive..."
"It wasn't."
"You're an awful liar. In fact almost as bad as me."
Sasuke smirked and looked up at the sky.
"It wasn't expensive, it was my moms."
Sakura began to fall as Sasuke caught her.
"You okay?"
Soon as she recovered, she was pacing and freaking out.
"Can this night get anymore cliché?"
"I doubt it," Sasuke stated as Sakura held out the locket.
"Well thanks. I love it."
"Arisa? I guess it's time I told you-"
pOpOpOpOpOp
She was here.
He would recognize that voice anywhere.
The same voice that dumped him three years ago.
Haruno Sakura.
But he was pretty sure her name was not on the attendees list. Whatever the case though, he planned to get that little bitch back anyway he could.
Soon he saw Arisa Fujikawa and Sasuke Uchiha walked in when something caused his nerves to tingle.
'Perhaps...no...theres no way that whore could be her...but there's always a possibility.'
Taken from his thoughts he walked towards the two and found Arisa in an extremely happy mood.
"Ah Arisa-san, Uchiha-kun, glad you accepted the invitation."
Sakura tried her best to hide her habits as best as she could.
"Ya, glad we're here."
Sensing Sakura's uneasiness he tried his best to take hold of the situation.
"So Arisa, the new single is something a little different ne?
"Yes."
She squeaked to change her voice.
Gaara mainly stumbled a little, not expecting that.
"She's a little nervous to perform," Sasuke stated trying his best to play along.
"It will be fine Arisa-san I am...sure."
Gaara walked away as Sasuke grabbed Sakura's wrist.
"Care to explain?"
She leaned into his ear and whispered.
"Later."
And that whisper caused Sasuke one large problem with wearing tight pants.
pOpOpOpOpOp
"Man that was a lot of work," Hidan muttered as he pretended to wipe the sweat from his brow.
"Chibi Uchiha owes us big," Sasori muttered.
"Looks like he got what he wanted though," Itachi stated as they watched the two people speak with the leader of Kazekage productions.
"You guys see that?" Deidara muttered.
"Ya, look at the way Arisa tensed."
"Something tells me, she doesn't really like that guy," Sasori muttered a small glare on his eyes.
"Let's keep an eye on our little sis cause I dont trust that Gaara guy," Itachi muttered as the guys nodded and made their way towards the couple.
"So I assume he told you?" Itachi asked as Sakura lightly blushed. "I mean that is my mother's necklace as well."
Her blush increased ten fold.
"See all you needed was love lessons from Dr. Deidara!"
"Yes I am sure that's what did it," Hidan muttered as Sasori laughed.
Sakura laughed as well as Sasuke linked his fingers with hers.
"Welcome to the family little sis!" Sasori stated as he patted Sakura's head.
"Thanks?"
The guys just laughed.
"Well shall we get ready to perform?"
"Yes, lets!"
pOpOpOpOpOp
Saying that they nailed their performances was an understatement as Sasuke smirked.
"You were amazing."
"Thanks, you were a little off though."
Sasuke gave her a look as Sakura rolled her eyes.
"It was a joke."
"Don't scare me like that."
His voice was so monotone and was lacking the complete fear aspect that Sakura laughed.
"I'll try not too, but I make no promises."
Sasuke pulled her close and kissed the top of her head.
Seeing as Sakura didn't protest, Sasuke looked her dead in the eye.
"What about the press?"
"Fuck em."
When those words left her mouth, he kissed her.
"Listen Sasuke, I would really like to stand here kissing you all da- night and all, but I really need to urinate!"
"And your a ten!" he whispered with a smirk.
This caused Sakura to mentally smack herself.
"Sasuke don't quit your day job..."
She walked towards the bathroom when someone grabbed her wrist.
Why was it that women were always attacked on they're way to freshen up and or relieve themselves? It was so cliché.
"Arisa, I was hoping we could discuss something in my office."
"I would love too, but I can't discuss anything without my manager or producer present," she stated trying to adapt the pitch as much as possible.
"Arisa, it would be in your best interest to come with me..."
"Well I would but-"
"You come with me, or the entire world finds out your Sakura Haruno."
Sakura gasped as a look of 'I just won' crossed Gaara's face when Sakura growled.
"That's not something that worries me, Gaara-kun."
The name burned with malice as it left her mouth.
"Ah, to hear your voice again Sakura."
"Oh so it's Sakura now? Last time we talked it was slut and whore. Then again you did leave me with a bruise."
She could almost see the vein pop out on his head.
"You're identity is in my finger tips and yet you insult me-"
"There's worse things Gaara."
He was surprised at how much attitude she was willing to give. He assumed that her hiding her true self was something she wanted to keep a secret forever.
"I heard your mom died."
Sakura glared. Of course he knew, all the big wig companies in Asia heard about it.
"What of it?"
"Just wondered if the disease was still strong in the female members of the family."
Sakura froze.
"News travels."
"And so do rumors, you can choose what to believe."
Gaara smirked as he let go of her wrist seeing the bruises begin to form.
"An apple a day keeps the doctor away Sakura."
"Go fuck yourself."
"I plan on fucking something my friend," Gaara stated licking his lips.
Sakura rolled her eyes.
"Always the pervert."
"What can you expect, I love you, I have always loved you."
"No, you mind wants to hurt me," she stated seeing Itachi, Sasuke and Hidan walking towards them. "However your very little penis may want to love me."
She smirked as Gaara glared.
"Your life will be over."
"It was over the moment I met you Gaara."
Super cliché moment of the night.
He growled as Sasuke stepped in.
"Is there a problem here?"
Gaara smirked.
"Not at all, good bye Arisa-chan."
Sakura glared as Gaara left.
Sasuke wrapped his arm around Sakura.
"Anything you want to tell me?"
"Later," she muttered as they began to walk away.
"And she calls me cliché."
Sasuke smirked a little as everyone danced and he failed to notice the bruises on her arm.
pOpOpOpO
A/N: Intense chapter. And the longest one I've written, so be proud. And for those guessing, no she doesn't have leukimia, thats to cliche for me lol. But please review.