Plot : Sasuke, an up-coming writer, never would've guessed he'd be caught in a commercial with the most talented football played in Japan. Naruto, the best football player and heartthrob, never would've expected to fall in love.
Pairing : NaruSasu
Words :
Warnings : Lots of OCC,
Beta : EnRei
Disclaimer : I don't own anything, except Fizzy and the story plot.
Thank you: MoonNaruSasu and Sayuri36ani for favouriting
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Alright, so I lied.
Writing is a big part of my life and I realized, I can't just throw it away. For now, I'll write on this blog all the troublesome and worthy things that happen in my boring life.
Well, not so boring currently.
You'll never believe where I am right at this moment.
Did someone say, Tokyo?
The most random thing happened to me after I logged off my lop-top last night, thus the reason I'm here actually. I can't tell you the details, but be sure I'll keep you updated about my journey.
Before I pressed the mouse button and submitted my new update, I moved the arrow to click the comment box on the last post. I'm fairly surprised that some people left comments; usually they would just follow or un-follow.
Thewolfman02: I used to read your stories on my way to work and in-between lunch breaks. They were highlight of my day, seriously. I expect more interesting stories when you improve your so-called skills. Have a nice day.
Smiling, I scrolled down to see the next comment.
CherryBlossom: I will be waiting for you return, Sasu!
My smile widened as I remembered said person. After reading my novel, she was desperate to meet me, or so she explained in the email she sent me. With a lot of excitement, I waited when she'd fly from Kawasaki to Otura. Her username fit her perfectly; dyed pink hair and deep green eyes that would look at me with such admiration. Soon, when I found out that she's struggling to become an actress much as I was then struggling to become a writer, we became close friends.
OrangeRamen09: How can I survive not hearing your voice? Err, words? Anyways, live a little, try your best to meet new people and eat ramen dude!
Ramen lover guy on the other hand was completely different; he left a couple of comments that would make me grin, had a habit of pointing out terrible flaws and always inspired me for my next story. There was a disappointed feeling whenever he wouldn't comment on some posts, followed by a scary thought that he might forget me, my blog and my stories. But those foreign feelings would disappear when he'd comment on the next post.
Part of me wanted to explain the whole situation I was in last night, but the other much bigger part knew that I couldn't. Frustrated, I closed my lop-top and sat on the expensive armchair, relaxing every muscle in my body. My eyes traveled to the window (that took up most of the room) and I found myself admiring the flashing city. It almost makes me think why I was nervous about this whole decision.
The night Kakashi and I exchanged phone numbers; I was determined to spend a peaceful night with my bed and silence. But it was not nearly peaceful when I got a message at 2AM from non other than Kakashi, saying that I have to be at the airport at 10AM.
Was it strange that I stood there, reading the small text over and over again, for twenty minutes straight? Thinking of bad reasons why I shouldn't go, why I should stay here and be happy with all I have. When I found no bad reasons to go, I decided to call my brother even though it was barely half past three at the time.
He picked up immediately and somehow, I wasn't surprised he was awake this late similar to me. When I asked him why, he said he was working and I found guilt build up inside my stomach. After much hiding behind the bushes, with a quiet tone I asked him for advice on which he just chuckled lightly. What he told me was what made me pack my things in 3AM.
''It's about time something happened in your boring life, little brother. Go for it, I'll be waiting here when you come back.''
Smiling at the sentence, I took the phone from the table. Typing a short sentence like 'I'm here' was stupid so I put 'thank you big brother' after that.
Once I hang up on Itachi that night, I picked up my most favorite clothes and most random things I could find, stuffing them in my suitcase. At the time I didn't know where was I going or how long would I be staying, but it all seemed like little unimportant things you don't need to worry about.
When my suitcase was packed, it was nearly 7AM. There was no point in sleeping so I decided to go outside and grab some coffee to add up for my missing sleep. Was fate just insuring me that my decision was not a bad one, since I met Orochimaru at the shop. His almost white skin and golden eyes made me sick in the five minutes we talked. When I said that I'm going out of town for a new job, he was openly shocked about it. He asked me to take my job back but I happily declined his offer.
At that moment, that disappointed frown couldn't be hidden from his face. I felt the proudest smirk forming on my lips and left the shop feeling happy as ever. That reassured me that my decision was indeed the right one.
As soon as my clock informed me that I should get going to the airport, the smirk disappeared and was replaced with an insecure frown. Reality and questions about it hit me- I'm not an actor, what if I fail or/and ruin the commercial?!
With those troubled thoughts, I entered the airplane and with them I entered Tokyo. Even Kakashi noticed that I was nervous, seeing as he reassured me with some small smiles and light nods. I answered them with unnoticeable gestures that only the silver haired man seemed to recognize.
When we entered the five-star hotel, I was quite surprised by him paying. I can honestly say that I was expecting such hotel, with him being who he is, but this one was Four Seasons hotel. If I was just little younger and not sick from the plane ride, I'd jump around the whole hotel like a little girl. But I decided that I should perhaps check my room first.
Kakashi said that my co-stars room is right next to mine, his voice full of amusement at the moment. Then he took me to look around the city.
It's ironic and stupid, really. I thought I was alive for all this years, but then today I felt like I truly took a mouthful of air for the first time. It felt like all my life has been under some kind of weight even though I felt it. Looking back, I can see the pressure was definitely there, crashing my lungs. And now, I feel…free.
Life has a funny way of working things out when you least expect it.
''Sasuke, you want to met the team?''
Silent as ever, I nodded my head and turned from the window to look at the man. No matter how much I doubted Kakashi at first, the silver-haired man turned out to be a good hearted person. The way he showed me the museums of this beautiful city, talking about its culture and past was almost fatherly like. I had no trouble with him walking in my room without knocking; he is a comrade.
Taking time, my footsteps became louder and I entered the dinning room in the five-star hotel. Lots of faces crammed my eyes, with one being rather familiar and others unknown. Kakashi gestured for me to sit next to a blond beauty who batted her dark eyelashes trying to seduce me. The seat next to me was empty; possibly someone is running late or couldn't make it.
''This is Sasuke Uchiha, guys!'' Kakashi pointed out, making all eyes spin towards me. Embarrassment and uncertainness overtook me as I looked anywhere but them. Lowering my head, the light wood seemed like a good choice hence I opted to stare at it rather then to face them. ''Let me introduce the team. You're sitting next to the stunning Ino Yamanaka. Surely, you heard about the Yamanaka family and their heiress Ino, who is sponsoring Frizzy drinks.''
The blonde giggled lightly at the compliments. I remember re-writing the interviews and stories about the Yamanaka family and especially their adored daughter. She's tall, blond and somewhat attractive in all boys eyes. If Orochimaru didn't cut out the stories where she gets drunk and high extremely effortless, they'd probably destroy the Yamanaka house. But, to their luck, the money hungry man wanted cash more then publicity.
''But I wouldn't try anything thou. She's in an off and on relationship with Shikamaru, the camera guy. I can't comprehend why I hired him since he's too sluggish to do anything. '' The blond gasped, an angry pout forming on her plump lips making her look like a kid. Brunette that was sitting next to her, with half closed eyes mumbled what I understood as 'troublesome'.
Sluggish, an unseen beam formed on my face as I thought, lazy was a kind way to put it.
''Chouji here is the chef. At whatever time you're hungry, immediately find him and he will supply you. Believe me, he's always cookin' something.'' A chubby guy smiled whole heartedly at me, waving a hand as a hello. I smiled back to his greeting. His hair was pulled in a high ponytail, keeping reddish strands away from his childlike features.
''Next we have Shino, the music editor. He doesn't speak often...'' Kakashi mumbled facing a dim haired guy with even darker glasses. The male looked at me from his shadowy glasses, his eyes piercing at me as if examining me. After what seemed like ages, he nods saying his hello.
''Lee-''
''Youthful greetings, Sasuke Uchiha!''
''- the choreographer.'' Black locks flopped all over. He's wearing a green jumpsuit that squeezed his whole body making him appear extremely skinny. He gave me a big thumbs up and I smiled wary at him.
''Neji, Temari and Sakura are the supposed walkers in the commercial.'' Neji's alert milky eyes bore in to my skull as I smiled hesitantly at him. His pale appearance was covered by his long brownish hair that resembled a girl's. Scowling, he turned his head to the one next to him, who is a young woman with light-colored hair pulled in to four ponytails. She seemed uninterested by me, so I looked at the girl next to her.
My eyes enlarged as I took in that –oh so familiar cherry curls. Sooner than I could stand up and hug her tightly, she throws me a glare turning her head to Neji, stretching to whisper in his ear. Betrayal took over my mind and my stomach dropped; she is my friend, why did she ignore me so obviously? And never the less, she commented on my post earlier today!
''Oh! He's late.'' Kakashi mussed as he studied the empty seat next to me. I snorted; the co-star was in fact acting like a superstar. ''The last part of the squad is-''
A loud irritating sound cut of the man as he turned to the entrance, aggravated. Few whispers such as 'about time' and 'why does he do this' packed the room. Kakashi's grin grew as he looked at the door with anticipation.
''Sorry, my plane was definitely not on time.''
That voice made my head turn at a snail's pace where everyone is staring at. My jaw opened wide with my eyes continuing to gaze at the person, while he grinned carelessly scratching his cheek in nervousness.
''-Naruto Uzumaki.''