Summary: Sasuke Uchiha, hottest actor, and Sakura, prettiest actress, was requested by worldwide fans to shoot a romance movie together. They may act like true a couple on screen, but what happens when the camera stop rolling? Is it all just a deceiving act?

Pairing(s): SasukeXSakura. The rest of the other pairings i will post them up later before they are introduce, so don't worry!

STANDARD DISCLAIMERS APPLY

Chapter Three: Expect the unexpected.

'Inner Sakura' 'Thoughts' "Dialouge" Movie Scenes

Morning. The time of the day where everyone is probably taking care of their own businesses out on the crowded streets of Tokyo.

Back at a small worn down apartment under her cherry blossoms bedcover, she slept so peacefully. Because Sakura had to run all sorts of errands yesterday, the poor pink haired collapsed tiredly and dead onto her soft fullsized bed, falling into a deep slumber. She was definately enjoying the dream she was in, one which included two certain hearthrobbed men in it. It's pretty ovious that this must be what's going on in all of the Uchiha's fangirls' minds. They dream of the flawless figures, smooth pale faces, and other drop dead gorgeous features both the Uchiha brothers shared. Yes, it would be nice to meet them in person, to see if their real appearances are what the medias potrayed them to be. But 17 years old Haruno Sakura knew she would never get a chance, still, it's nice to dream of such things.

Her deep serene thoughts were once again interupted by the loud, monotone shrilling noises coming from her yellow, tabby cat alarm. Groaning and muttering lines of cuss words under her breath, she slammed the 'off' button hard and threw her cover aside. Sakura hastily got up and headed straight forward to the bathroom, beginning her daily routine. First, she brushed her teeth, then walked a few steps over to her small fitted closet and ponder over at her little outfits. She stared at her clothings for a good ten minutes, making sure what she had on was good looking for the day. Then after a quick dash through the kitchen, she swiped the phone that was on the counter, a piece of toast, and her small pink purse before exiting her house.

"HOHO, SAKURA!"

The old perverted man waved his hand in the air to greet the pink haired girl who just entered the building.

On the left side of him, the blonde haired Naruto stood with hands folded behind his head, with a big grin on his whiskey face.

Sakura averted her emerald orbs over to the two, smiling to greet them back. She never really noticed the similarity between Naruto and Jiraiya, but now that she did, she have to think that the old man and his student might somehow be related, with their childish personalities and all. Not to mention Naruto's becoming more and more of a pervert hanging around helping Jiraiya shoot his Icha Icha Paradise series.

Shaking off her random thoughts, she walked over to where the blonde haired lady was. Sakura couldn't help but giggled at how embarassing the scene she is witnessing. Tsunade was holding up her left fist, ready to punch her good old friend, while Jiraiya was hiding behind the young blonde, his student, whimpering and very imtimidated by her short-tempered and her monstrous strengtsh for a woman her age. Poor Naruto, he was standing there shaking nervously as well, let's just say you do not ever want to see an angry Tsunade.

The girl sweatdropped as she hurried over, feeling sorry for the two men, she decided to help them out just this once. Whatever they did surely wasn't that bad.

"Morning, Lady Tsunade."

She flashed a wide smile at the pissed off woman. Tsunade calmed down as she turned to greet Sakura back.

"Oh Sakura, you're just in time. I was just asking for you."

"Huh?"

"I'll leave you to take care of these two idiots here, since I have a very important errand to run, and I do not want to waste my time teaching the two perverts a lesson." She glared at the two ridicuous men.

Sakura looked over to her blonde friend with an unhappy inquiring look.

Just what did the two men do this time?

"Oi S-sakura. I can explain." The blonde gulped nervously, he knew that Sakura could be badass like old Tsunade.

She stood there with her hands on her hips, tapping her left foot impatiently. Oh you do not mess with women. They can be very, very scary.

"Pervy old man here tricked me into going into the girl's dressing rooms to film a short little clip for his series, I swore he made me. I never agreed to it."

The boy nodded his head firmly, wanting to prove that he was forced into this mess.

Sakura's right brow arched up as she gave him a disbelieving look.

Yup, Lady Tsunade was right, these two are really idiots, going around doing inappropiate stuffs like that.

"We're really sorry. Don't get mad please, hey I remembered! Someone's going to stop by at night, I'll introduce you to them, how bout it?"

"Why do I want to meet a stranger that I don't know...?"

"Aww come on, Sakura. I'm sure you'll like that teme."

"Who are you calling teme?"

"Nothing, you'll see later. Bye! I'm going to Icharaku's Ramen Shop!"

With that, he quickly exited the building and drove to the noodle house, parting the pink haired girl behind before she decides to punish him. He had just managed to escape from another fatal injury that will earn him another visit to the hospital.

Sighing, she turned, wanting to ask the old pervert what that Naruto was talking about, but she sweatdropped when she found Jiraiya was long gone and a loud bellow scream could be heard all the way from the girl's restroom.

"Itachi, I'm going to go stop by Jiraiya's Corp. for a little bit."

"Alright, I'm just gonna go hit the bar too."

The two Uchihas stood by their sports car, each entered his own dark sleet vehicle and make their way through the gates of the Uchiha Manor.

The sun had already set as Sasuke Uchiha's black Porsche pulled up to the big building. With a beep, he stuffed his key into his ripped denim jeans and entered.

"Naruto dobe."

"Oi teme, finally you keep your appointment."

The blonde let out a 'hmph!' and cross his arms in front of his chest.

"Whatever, where's Jiraiya and Tsunade?"

"In the other room. There's a couple of people gathering too. We're all waiting for you."

"Hn. Let's go."

"Look who's finally showed up."

There was a irrated tone in Tsunade's voice, no wonder after all, she didn't get her break all afternoon and was now beyond tired.

"Hn."

A smirked played across his handsome face, his famous Uchiha trademark.

"Teme, I want you to meet someone."

Naruto tugged his sleeve as he pulled the raven haired over to a certain girl, who was standing, unovious to his approach. As his friend pulled him closer, Sasuke could catch a faint look at the figure.

It was a female, and she had the most ridiculous hair color ever. Is his eye failing him or was that pink he just saw?

Now the memories came back to him of the other day when he and his brother were at the local coffee shop. A similar girl he saw back then. Could it be that same girl? His crimson orbs was focused on her as he approached closer to her. The way she turned around, her emerald orbs confused and suprised at the same time. How she was staring at him the whole time after noticing his presence. No doubt, she was the girl he saw the other day.

Who would have guess she was also friend with the pathetic Naruto?

"Sasuke, meet Sakura."

"Sakura, meet Sasuke-teme."

Suddenly, she felt her body paralyzed. She couldn't helped but hid behind Naruto, her face flushing tensely. The pink haired stood still, just gazing at the flawless man before her. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull her eyes off of him, he was just so godly handsome.

Noticing her extreme blushing, he sighed and thought, 'great, another typical fangirl.'

"Nice to meet you, try not to stare so hard please. I'm not interested."

Sakura could felt her heart dropped at the second. All her joys of finally meeting such a gorgeous and famous person such as him went down the drain so fast at hearing such arrogance.

Suddenly she felt anger rising to her, oh how she wanted to land a full force punch on his handsome face, to shatter it all up.

Her fist clenched tightly, as she gritted her teeth.

"Nice to meet you too, bushee."

Ohcynthia: Da-da-da- oh just like the title said, expect the unexpected ;D

Just in case you don't know, bushee means a stuckup person in this sentence.

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Updated: 6/25/08 - Proofreaded any improper grammar or spelling errors.