Umm… hi?
Just so you know, I'm not dead and I know you guys are REALLY mad because of the late, super late updates, but I can explain. I think.
So my computer broke down. I know, how lame and just… common excuse, but it really did. I tried to update it with my brother's computer, but he's just an ass and never EVER let me have a proper access to so… yeah there's my excuse.
Of course there are other thing such as I was having a real big trouble with coming up how Kisame will fit into this whole entire mess.
So here's the new chapter!!
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Itachi's pov
I sighed as I sat back and closed my eyes. Things are getting so complicated in the company. The person I had a contract with few months ago is scared of some local yakuza and is just too scared to do anything about it. I would have just send Kisame to…
Speaking of Kisame, he's been acting more… distant since I sent him to spy on Sasuke. He kept staring off space and was not himself at all. He was like how he was when I first found him.
Flashback
"Itachi-sama, we're here."
I mentally sighed. This wasn't going anywhere. So far, I've visited 13 reformatories and none of them welcomed me from the bottom of their heart. I even got negative comments whispered loudly when I was walking past. What was my father thinking, to think that this kind of trip is worth anything at all?
Click. I hear a door opening beside me. I let out a tired sigh and got out of the limousine. I was greeted with gray, dull building with absolutely no unique-like point to mention. Just plain old building that was going to greet me with warm, welcome hug. Right.
As I enter the room, I immediately saw a hamburger coming toward at my face. Luckily for me, my bodyguard caught it just in time. And that was only the start. I took few steps inside and already I am met with very loud swears, shouting, curses everywhere. I keep my impassive face the whole walk towards the office and amazed that I was able to stand that situation out there.
"Let go of me, you bastards!"
I turned around to the source of the voice and immediately spotted a tall boy, about 13 years old with dark blue hair, trying to get free from the firm grip my bodyguard had on him. I walked up to them, confused with what was happening. My bodyguard was highly trained and wouldn't grab anyone without my permission unless they think the person possessed as a threat. I hardly doubt that a 13 years-old kid would be able to possess as a threat to a highly trained adult like my bodyguard.
"What's wrong?" I asked, not taking my eyes off of the blue haired boyi.
"You're stupid, dumb witted bodyguard is grabbing me for absolutely no reason," said the boy, venom dripping at every word.
"I was not asking you," I replied coolly and stared at my man and demanded an explanation.
"Itachi-sama, he was trying to stab you with a knife," he said, never taking eyes off of the struggling boy.
I was surprised. Of course, who wouldn't be? I thought in reformatory, any weapons of sort were not allowed because the boys in here were in the reformatory for that very reason. It was just highly unlikely. Unless they didn't notice the weapon, of course, but how come they didn't notice it…
"What the hell are you talking about? I do not have any weapon! Are you a fucking idiot who only knows what to do when this kid here tells you to?" he shouted and I could see the triumph written on his face as he saw my man struggling to keep cool composure.
"Here's the knife, Itachi-sama." Another man came up and handed a very old but expensive looking knife to me. It was small, pocketknife size with gold dragon shapes running at the side of it, and while it looked worn out it still managed to preserve its beauty and gracefulness that authentic Japanese sword has. I opened it and stared at its beautiful silver color and gentle but sharp aura it was giving. It was a masterpiece.
"Where did you get this?" I asked the boy, not taking my eyes off of the knife in my hand.
"It's mine, so give it back!" he surprised my bodyguards and me by punching the man who was holding him in place and rushing towards me, snatching away the knife I held just a minute ago. Than, he punched me in the face, pushed me out of the way and sprinted. Luckily for me, my bodyguard caught him right before he would run out of the reformatory. I checked my left cheek. I felt blood tickling down the corner of my lips.
That's going to leave a bruise.
"Let me go!" I heard a punching noise and quickly turned around to face the boy. He's lips were cut, bleeding now, but he still got that smirk on his face. The smirk got bigger when he saw my lips. Bastard.
"I'm going to take him to my company," even as I said that, I didn't know what I was going to do with him. I could give him beating, but that would mean that if it were discovered the company would lose its reputation fast. Oh well, I thought. I'll think of something.
Flashback end
"Uchiha-sama, Kisame-san is here."
My thoughts were interrupted as I heard a voice saying my name. Few seconds later, I answered the phone stupidly as I realized it was from the phone downstairs. I straightened myself and rubbed my eyes. I really need some sleep.
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"Itachi-sama, may I come in?"
"Please, Kisame."
The door opened and revealed tall, blue haired teen with spiky hair. His suit was clean and pressed carefully, his blank face showing nothing. I continued to scan him and made sure he didn't have any weapon. When he first came into my office at his first day as my right-hand man, he brought that gorgeous knife with him and tried to stab me with it. After that day, I never trusted Kisame when it comes to security.
"Here's my report, Itachi-sama," he said, giving me a report that was about three pages long. This short?
"I assume nothing happened?" I asked, scanning through this so-called report.
"Nothing happened, sir." He answered blankly.
"So why do you think Sasuke would give up father's expectation because of his person? Is he special?"
"It's not he, sir," said Kisame, hint of anger in his voice. "It's a beautiful girl, an angel more like," said Kisame blankly but I could notice some melancholy in his voice. Just who is this girl?
"Oh?" I asked, voicing my thoughts aloud. I was genuinely confused. It's not everyday a girl gets my brother's and Kisame's attention. It was impossible. Until now, apparently.
"Everything else is in the report, Itachi-sama. So if you will excuse me…" said Kisame backing off, his blank voice back. I nodded and he disappeared behind my office door.
He closed the door and I looked at the report in my hand. Time to do some reading.
Again.
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Shikamaru's pov
How troublesome.
Apparently, Sakura or whatever caught attention of all of my friends except for Kiba and I, which I thought was pretty impossible until now. Yeah, I learned that everything could be possible.
I walked down the hallway to my class. Kiba would be bickering with Neji and Naruto probably will be talking to Sakura… seriously, what was so good about her anyway?
I better ask Naruto.
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As I walked in to the room, my eyes immediately spotted Sakura talking with Naruto and Gaara. There they go again, talking with her. I really don't understand it, maybe I'm just blind to see what's so good about her, but seriously, she looked any other girl in the class to me. Prettier, way prettier but the same troublesome girls.
I walked up to Naruto. He was laughing at something Sakura said and Gaara was glaring at Naruto like he just stole his favorite food or something. I tabbed Naruto on the shoulder. He turned around and looked at me, gave a quick wave.
"Hey, Shikamaru. What's up?" he asked.
"I need to talk to you," I said, pointing at the door quickly with my chin.
"Oh, okay," he looked back at Sakura, who gave him a dazzling smile, and smiled at me before going to the door. I sighed and looked at Sakura one last time, to figure out why she was so special. She gave me a quick grin, which I returned with half-hearted smile.
I still don't see it.
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"What's wrong, Shikamaru?" asked Naruto, rubbing his head in a sheepish manner.
"Just wondering, when did you start spending so much time with Sakura?"
"Oh. We go to same place together for working, she lives in a same apartment, I walk her home from her work since we go to the same way anyway… so I eventually got close, why?"
I sighed. It isn't enough for Naruto, Gaara, and Neji to be friendly to a girl just because she's pretty… very pretty. I know he knows that.
"You know what I'm talking about, Naruto," I said, looking at him straight on.
"Yeah… you're talking about how she beat us up on her first day, right? Of course I do," he looked at the direction Sakura and Gaara is and looked back at me with mischievous glint on his face. Uh-oh. My trouble detector is ringing unbelievably high.
"Sakura-channnnnn!!!!" shouted Naruto before I could stop him or strangle him.
"Naruto, what are you doing?" I hissed, feeling unbelievably idiotic and regretting why I couldn't just ask Gaara. He wouldn't have done this kind of stupid behavior. Then again, maybe he'll just not tell me the answer at all….
"Yeah, Naruto?" came Sakura and I have to admit I don't know how she heard him from outside. Well, Naruto's voice is very loud. Wait, why did he call Sakura in the first place… oh shit.
"Sakura-chan, Shikamaru wants to spend some time with you because you always spend time with me and Gaara and Neji but not himself." Idiot. I should've expected this. I mean, Naruto is the most unpredictable person I have ever seen in my life after all. "He's got a major crush on you," wait, what?
"What?? Naruto, what the hell are you—"
"Yeah, really, what the hell are you talking about?" asked Sakura, affectively cutting me off.
"He does. That's why he wants to spend time with you. What do you think?" Naruto shrugged, "Big deal. He's just little shy and all… he's really a nice guy if you get to know him," he said, giving me a sheepish grin and a sly wink.
Damn that fox.
"I really don't think—" said Sakura but I cut her off before she could say anything.
"I really do think it would be a good thing if you spend some time with me, if you don't mind," I said, wanting to find more about strange aura that drew every ice cubes, cold hearted and close minded men in the school and melting every single one of them.
Naruto looked a little surprised, but it was soon replaced by a grin. He looked at Sakura and pleaded with puppy eyes. Sakura sweatdropped at the sight. A guy a head taller than her is giving her a puppy look. Really weird.
"Sure, why not," she said, shrugging. Naruto's face immediately brightened and looked at me with triumph smile.
"Tomorrow 7 o'clock, at Konoha Place front lobby in front of the café. You live there, right?" I asked, hoping that Naruto was right for once.
"Yeah. Then see you later." She turned back to the door, waving at Gaara while entering the classroom.
I watched her go and sighed. Another troublesome day. Beside me, Naruto was grinning like an idiot. He reached for the door but I didn't miss the little sentence he said before he entered.
"Try not to fall for her."
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Sakura's pov
"What did Naruto want?" asked Gaara, greeting me with slight smile he would give only me, or that's what Naruto says anyway.
"Nothing, he wanted me to spend some time with… pineapple dude," I replied, not remembering the guy who I will spend the entire dinnertime with. Gosh, my rhythm was disturbing. When do I do my homework now?
"Shikamaru, right?"
"Yeah, that's the one."
"That's weird," he said before looking down at my homework.
"Oh shit," he said before turning around and giving me a threatening look.
"Give me your homework now," he said, hoping to threaten me. Dude, did you forget that I beat you up on the first day of my school?
"You think that will work?" I asked, not willing to believe that he was even dumber than Naruto. Please, no.
"You're right." I sighed; I am talking to person smarter than Naruto after all. "Than lend me your homework." Oh, no buddy. You're not getting my precious hard work (not really) that easily. Hell no.
"Come on, Sakura," he asked or more like demanded. I struck out a tongue childishly.
"No way, Gaara."
"Hey, what are you guys talking about?" came Naruto, running full speed toward us.
"He wants me to lend him my homework," I said, pointing my thumb at Gaara.
"What? We had a homework?"
Idiot.
"The History homework, remember?" I said, rolling my eyes at his selective memory.
"Oh shit," he said before quickly trying to grab my precious homework. Key word: "trying"
"Uh-Uh-Uh." I pulled it behind my back, and shook my index finger. "You both have to give me something in back. Of course, that is expected, right?"
"Uh, great."
"Come on, Sakura-chan. Have mercy on poor students?" asked Naruto, pulling his puppy dog eyes again. Seriously, does he know how ridiculous he looked? Sure, he's face was cute, but his a head taller than me!
"No way, Naruto. Not you too, Gaara."
"You're so mean, Sakura-chan!" Naruto started whining before shutting himself up when I glared at him.
A sigh. "What do you want?" asked Gaara, getting the fact that I will not lend them my homework unless I got something in return.
"I knew you were quicker than idiot here, Gaara," I said, ignoring Naruto's whining and complaining about how I seemed to always making him fool out of himself.
"You two buy me a big lunch. Not that much, right?" I said, lifting my eyebrows suggestively. Gosh, all the food in my head was making my mouth water.
"Deal," said Gaara, sighing in relief that it's nothing stupid.
"That's not that much," said Naruto, grinning like an idiot.
Oh, they did not have any idea what was coming at them.
"Sakura,"
I turned around to the source of the voice, which came from my back. I was faced to face with Sai, our new student who tried to attack me while I was going to cafeteria. Yeah, I still didn't forget about that.
"What do you want?" I asked, hint of irritation in my voice.
"Who are you?"
…
"What?"
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Author's note:
That was pretty short chapter, but I wanted to make it cliffy… so… yeah.
I know you guys are going to come after me with torches and pitchforks, but seriously, I gave you my excuse at the beginning, right? Hopefully that will explain a little bit.
Hope I see you soon!! ^^