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I'M IN LOVE WITH DANGER

"A smile is the easiest way out of a difficult situation."-Haruno Sakura

I spilled so many tears that day and he didn't even care...

"Aren't you happy with me?" I was distressed.

"Clearly not." But he still didn't care.

"... Then get out and never return." So I gave up.

"Gladly." And he just didn't care. And once he left, he never returned. He just went out the door with only his pre-packed luggage and never gave a glance back.

That's how it ended.

I hated him. I still do. And I suffer to this day because of him.

I dream about him every day, though. And I know that, though I'm buried far back in his head; if not gone from it...

It's already been 4 days since I got fired and I still don't even know if I should apply for that job in the Konoha Bar...

Sakura took a small sip from her still hot mint tea and slowly gazed up at the clock; it was nearing the time for her to get to class.

She frowned and sighed tiredly. Still not having a job was starting to worry her. Well at least I have a scholarship that can sustain my classes and I still have the money that my former boss gave me. It was actually quite generous of her to give me so much.

Her bright mind intelligently calculated the amount of money that she would end up with by the end of the week and divided up the amount she could use in groceries, bills and taxes. I should economically be alright for now. But I'll need to get a job soon, she finally concluded.

Sakura glanced at the clock again and exhaled inwardly to herself. "Akira, hurry up and get ready! Mommy needs to get to class!"

She could hear small scampering feet through the other room and she grinned while sitting back down and drinking more of her mint tea. What a child... Luckily for her, she was already ready.

She had her hair up in a messy bun and wore a loose cream blouse, light blue not-so-short shorts, and some oatmeal Toms. It wasn't anything impressing since she had vowed to herself long before to rarely dress to impress. It was a vow she laid out after he, whom she strived so very hard to impress while they were together, left her.

She decided to live in more relaxed clothing because as a single mother she was out for work- not men- and honestly they grew on her quite quickly; they were just so comfortable.

Sakura broke from her dazed thoughts when she heard a loud thud come from Akira's room, before one could even blink she made a quick dash to the spot to see what happened, "Akira, are you okay?" She stared wide-eyed at Akira who was having trouble lifting up a drawer that was pulled completely off. It was on his leg.

She immediately went and grabbed the drawer off of him with her mother bear strength and held him to her for comfort, "Akira what happened?"

It was obvious what had happened- Akira clearly was trying to look for a shirt he really liked and pulled the drawer all the way out until he yanked it off. But she wanted to hear that from him.

He was crying uncontrollably, which she found understandable for she honestly would've cried too had she been in his place.

"I-I wanted t-to get the nin-ninja shirt t-that mo-mommy bought me b-but it all f-fell down on me!" He said in between sobs. She watched him worriedly and rubbed his back in a soothing manner.

Just as she thought. She tightened her comforting hug and proceeded to carrying him to the kitchen table so she could examine her sons' injuries.

Sakura scrutinized her son's leg intensively with him watching his mother with anxiety.

She sighed in relief. It's nothing too serious. But he did get a severe scrape and bruise. She could hear her sons' sniffles and she smiled comfortingly at him, "It'll be alright, Aki. It's nothing a bandage, gauze, and some pain relief ointment can't fix."

Her son seemed eased by her statements and waited for her to tend his wound.

Sakura hurriedly got said equipment and soothingly spread over the pain relief ointment on her sons scrape before she wrapped the bandage gauze securely over his leg.

"There, all done!" She cheerfully stated and ruffled his red hair. "Now it'll still hurt for a while but the pain will leave soon, I promise."

Akira nodded his head and Sakura carefully lifted him off the table and set him on the ground. "Now let's hurry up and go. Mommy will be late for school."

"Wait! I wanna wear my ninja shirt."

Sakura sighed and went to Akira's room; scrimmaging through the clothes in the fallen drawer until she found it. It was a cute red shirt with an adorable masked ninja on it, but it was even cuter when her son was wearing it.

When she got back to the living room she threw the shirt at her son who happily put it on. Her eyes shifted to the clock and she immediately grabbed Akira and rushed out, locking the door hastily behind her.

Sakura went for the car door but it wouldn't budge since it was locked. She sighed and realized she didn't even have her purse.

"Mommy, your keys are in your purse." Her son suddenly spoke up.

"I know that, Aki."

"You left your purse at home."

It took a lot for Sakura to not bang her head on the car. "I know... Okay, wait here real quick, Aki. Mommy is gunna get her purse."

Sakura raced to the apartment and went for the door but frowned when the door didn't open.

Oh yeah, I locked it.

She went for her house keys but recalled once again that her house keys and cars keys were together.

This time Sakura did bang her head on the door. "You're. So. Stupid. Sakura."

She hurriedly went back to the parking lot and led her son to the Lobby of the apartment complex.

The current woman on the desk glanced up at a panting Sakura and a calm Akira, then shook her head knowingly as Sakura smiled back, sheepishly. "Nice to see you, Hilga."

Hilga sighed and grabbed a spare key, handing it to Sakura. "Seems like you're mother never learns, does she, Akira?"

Akira just looked at her and Sakura muttered a quick "Thanks," before leading him back to the apartment.

This is going to be a long day...

And she was right

So bored…

Sakura jadedly thought to herself, head and arms strewn across her desk; the day felt so drawn-out that Sakura couldn't even pin-point the exact time and when she looked at the clock it was only mere minutes from the last time she checked it.

She sighed for the umpteenth time and tried hard to focus on her professor, who was currently speaking about god-knows-what; she just wasn't in the state to even listen properly. She soon found her emerald eyes once again shifting to the clock and she inwardly groaned at the minimal time that had passed.

She didn't know why but she felt very unnerved today and she just had to glance at the clock again and again almost as if she were waiting to get to something.

"Ms. Haruno,please pay attention to either this class, or maybe since you're so entranced with the clock, why don't you just take it and leave?"

Sakura frowned and apologized to her professor, "I'm so very sorry, Professor Tsunade. I shall focus in class, I promise."

The irritated blonde professor scrutinized her pupil for a while longer before turning sharply back to the board and returning to her lesson. Sakura felt extremely abashed to have interrupted class and from then on she kept her eyes on the board, her ears to Tsunades' words and her hands to her black-ink pen; writing her notes like mad.

When the time arrived for class to end she was the first to get up from her desk and was probably going to be the first to get out until her professors' voice halted her. "Ms. Haruno, may I have a word with you?"

Sakura stopped abruptly and smiled sheepishly back at Tsunade, "Sure."

It was awkward just staying in a room with the most likely strictest professor in the entire world, but that professor was also her biggest guide in life.

"Is something wrong, Sakura?" Tsunade asked casually dropping all professionalism.

"Of course, Professor."

Tsunade smacked the back of Sakura's head and rubbed it soothingly afterward. "You don't have to be so formal, Pinky. As your godmother and mentor, I'm been worried by your lack of focus; it's quite unlike you."

Sakura grimaced solemnly and shrugged in return, "I honestly have no clue, Tsunade. I feel a bit anxious today, but for what reason? Even I don't know."

"You're most likely stressed… Did you get fired again?" Tsunade asked knowingly; remembering times in which Sakura cried to her about being fired too many times.

Sakura ashamedly shifted her gaze to the ground and nodded her head. "I'm too much of a klutz when it comes to household duties."

Tsunade shook her head in disappointment. "You better not be a klutz when it comes to doing surgery. Although I admit your skill in medical circumstances are quite prodigious, what would employers think when they see that you've gotten fired many times from household jobs?"

Sakura shrugged not giving Tsunade any eye contact until she felt a glare coming her way. "I know, Tsunade, I know… It would make me less adequate in their eyes but I can't help it."

"Well learn to help it. I didn't intern you and help you finish high school at such a young age to have you not even hold down one job."

Sakura nodded determinedly, "You're right, Tsunade. I promise that the next job I get will be a job that I can hold down for the rest of the year."

Tsunade chuckled. "That's it, keep that determination and will power and this year will come by very quickly."

Sakura chuckled as well.

"Hmm. Now that I remember, I think I know of an available job that you could get that I'm certain you could hold down. It's a job that requires people skills, which is very important when it comes to being a doctor, especially a surgeon."

Sakura curiously wondered what that job may be. A nurse? A medical lab assistant? A counselor? She realized how preposterous each of those jobs were since she needed some sort of license for each of those jobs and she was currently working for a surgical license.

"So what is it?" She anxiously asked knowing that Tsunade would suggest a very amazing job.

"A friend of mine mentioned how his bar was hiring waitresses-" She paused momentarily when she noticed Sakura's form stiffen up. "Is something wrong? You didn't happen to have gotten fired from a waitress job have you?"

Sakura shook her head slowly, "No but I don't know if working at a bar will be a good idea."

"Do not fret, that bar is quite prestigious, only the richest of the rich can actually afford to get there."

Sakura began to wonder if Tsunade frequented that bar, she knew her godmother was a helpless alcoholic who greatly adored her Sake.

"This job wouldn't happen to be in the Konoha bar?" She had the distinct feeling that it was but she couldn't help but ask. Is this fate? Is this God's way of telling me that it's the job for me?

"Why yes it is. Did you already hear of the job?"

Sakura nodded cautiously, "When I went for ice cream with Akira I noticed a help wanted poster for it and the cashier mentioned it to me afterward."

"The cashier of an ice cream parlor?"

"Yeah she told me the bar owner came and requested if she could mention the job to young, pretty women who even glimpsed at the poster."

"He did, did he…? That lecher." She incoherently mumbled the last bit to herself, making Sakura unable to have heard it.

"Yes and point is, she mentioned it to me and I've been considering it but-"

"Apply for it." Tsunade interrupted abruptly. "However, let me accompany you."

Sakura gaped and was about to protest until Tsunade sternly pulled her to the parking lot, not allowing her godchild to even have a say in the matter.

Welcome to the world of Tsunade, where she promptly rules it to no ends. Sakura glumly thought as Tsunade brought Sakura to her car.

Sakura watched the city pass by her quickly as Tsunade drove significantly over the speed limit. "Tsunade, don't you think you should slow down a bit?"

"I'm speeding for your sake. I know that you don't like keeping Akira waiting for too long."

Sakura immediately shut her mouth as images of her adorable and recently injured son came to mind.

Tsunade couldn't help but smile warmly. "How is that little boy anyways? I haven't seen the child in quite a while; you should bring him to the campus again."

"So you could suffocate him with your large bust embrace? I don't think so."

Tsunade scoffed. "Watch your words, Sakura."

Sakura giggled playfully. "Well since you truly care, Akira is doing fine, however he did drop a drawer onto his leg this morning." A sharp gasp was heard from Tsunade and Sakura quickly eased her mentor's worry. "He's alright though, he just got a couple of scrapes and bruises but nothing a bit of mom love can't fix." She proudly finished.

Tsunade shook her head amusingly at the Roseate. "Well that's great I suppose. Poor thing though, he must've inherited his klutzy nature from his mother. What an unfortunate soul."

Sakura grunted, "He is no klutz it was a simple accident but my son is quite aware of his surroundings."

"That's good for him if only I could say the same for his mother."

Sakura frowned and glared at Tsunade. "Get off my back, Tsunade."

The older woman chuckled and brought one hand to ruffle Sakura's hair playfully, much to Sakura's dismay.

After some minutes of silence, Tsunade finally stated their arrival. "We're here, Sakura."

Sakura wearily looked up at the bar and was fairly amazed by its grandeur and luxurious exterior. It was connected with various other buildings and businesses but it stuck out like a sore thumb.

While the other various buildings were mostly metal, the bar's walls were nothing but warm brown and beige bricks that stretched all over its large wide walls contrasting greatly with the dull metallic buildings surrounding it, it had 2 large mosaic glass windows by both sides of the mahogany double doors, that proudly stood in the middle, and there was also a semi-circle mosaic on top of the door. Its entrance was simply entrancing.

The bar seemed quite welcoming and if it weren't for the bronze sign installed into the wall that read "Konoha Bar"; Sakura wouldn't have even thought this building was a bar.

"Well, are you going in or are you gonna continue to drool all over the asphalt?" Tsunade smirked as Sakura blushed in embarrassment.

"I'm going, I'm going." She frustratedly retorted. Sakura stood in front of the mahogany doors for a brief second; inhaling a deep breath before finally opening them and entering its splendor interior.

Sakura gasped as she saw that it was definitely breath-taking.

She realized just how large the bar was; not only was it wide but it was also cavernous, having a very inner depth.

It had cream-white marble floors throughout the whole building and a very large chandelier hanging from the center of the building which seemed to be the main light source for the establishment, and the bar, which was in the back center of the building, extended practically through the whole building, only having probably a mere 5 feet distance from the wall. She noticed that the long bar was made of white pristine quartz on top of a dark cherry oak stand and there were also cherry oak glass cabinets behind with various shining glass cups.

Sakura quickly noticed that aside from the bar there were several tables strewn around the building with an extravagant embroidered cloth on them and either rose or white lily bouquets in the center of each table. Is this why they need waitresses?

"Hello, welcome to the Konoha Bar, where we only serve our guest life's finest dishes and drinks." A beautiful bubbly blond waitress suddenly welcomed, appearing beside the awing Sakura and the amused Tsunade. "How may I help you fine ladies?" She continued.

"We would like to see Jiraiya."

The waitress raised a confused eyebrow and took a closer look at Sakura and Tsunade. "Oh, it's you Tsunade. I'll call him over quickly but while you wait, would you like som-"

"Your strongest Sake."

The blond giggled. "Of course and would your… companion like anything to drink?"

Tsunade shot a questioning glance at Sakura, "Well what do you want? Drink's on me."

Sakura shrugged in confusion, as she had never really been in a place as fancy as this so she didn't know what they served. "Um, I guess I'll get some coke."

Tsunade try hard to stiff back her laughter while the waitress disconcertingly eyed Sakura.

"I'm sorry mam, but we don't sell drugs."

Tsunade chortled and patted Sakura's head in mock comfort as Sakura stood with shock on how ridiculous she made herself look. "Sakura, they don't give such drinks in places like this."

Sakura immediately look down in humiliation, "Well what do they serve here that's not alcohol?"

"Um, well we have lemonade, sweet tea, and water." The waitress suggested.

Sakura inwardly cringed at the small alternatives, "I guess I'll have some sweet tea."

The waitress nodded and handed a brown-haired girl, who stood behind the bars' counter serving drinks to many lavishly dressed men, the order.

When Sakura saw both girls look back at her and giggle she could only guess that they were laughing at her.

"I don't like these places, Tsunade."

Her mentor chuckled. "It takes some getting used to but do not fret, after all this was your first time in such a place, your naïve confusion is only natural."

"Gee, Thanks."

"Come, let's take a seat." Tsunade beckoned and waltzed towards the bar with Sakura in tow.

"Well, well Tsunade. Nice seeing you again." The female bartender spoke as she handed Tsunade a small bottle of Sake, which the prestigious woman gulped down with one chug.

"It is nice to see you again as well, Ten Ten."

The bartender nodded thankfully before handing Sakura her non-alcoholic drink, eyeing her, amused, while doing so. "First time in a place like this, huh?"

Sakura blushed and nodded. "Yes."

"She's a student of mine as well as my goddaughter."

"Is she? So this is Sakura?"

Tsunade nodded.

She smiled charmingly at Sakura, "Well it's a pleasure and honor to meet Tsunade's pride and joy pupil."

"Don't give her too much credit, Ten Ten; it might get to her head."

Sakura frowned and irritatedly glared at Tsunade. "Not as much as the Sake probably goes to yours."

Ten Ten laughed at the two's amusing close interaction. "Watch it, Saku-"

"Tsunade!" A boisterous voice called from behind cutting off Tsunade's warning.

Tsunade rolled her eyes and glanced back at a tall, white-haired man whose long hair was tied back into an elegant low ponytail. "You do not have to make such a loud ruckus, Jiraiya."

"Aye but I do especially for someone as special as-"

"Save your flirting for another available woman, I'm here simply for business purposes."

"Are you?" He asked curiously.

"Yes, you see this young woman right here." She roughly grabbed Sakura, who was about to take a sip of her sweet tea, and pulled her in front of her, displaying her to the rich man. "Yeah, she needs a job and you mentioned how you needed a lovely waitress, well here she is."

Jiraiya laughed and hollered humorously, much to Tsunade's irritation. "Jiraiya, you're grating my nerves here."

Jiraiya slowly stopped his laughing until it ceased all together. "I'm sorry I just never thought you'd recommend someone you know to work here."

"She's desperate."

Sakura scoffed inwardly but didn't retort.

Jiraiya casted his full attention to Sakura, his eyes roamed from her feet to her head and he smiled flirtatiously. "Well she's definitely hired."

Sakura self-consciously blushed and Tsunade shot a deadly glare at the man. "If you even touch or speak to this woman the wrong way I'll make sure to pound you to the ground, you hear me?"

Jiraiya raised his hand in defense. "Calm down, I won't. Believe it or not I preferably keep a professional relationship with my workers."

"That better be the case."

"Why, you wouldn't happen to be jealous, Tsunade?"

"I'm not. This girl is my prodigious student and goddaughter; I want no trouble to come to her."

"Your student and goddaughter? So this is our dear Sakura?"

Tsunade nodded and Jiraiya warmly shook hands with Sakura. "Well it's a pleasure to finally be of your acquaintance, you are quite the site to behold. I imagined you quite differently; probably more like a mousy girl than an exotic beauty."

"Jiraiya…" Tsunade warningly called out.

He chuckled quietly and continued on. "Well since you're definitely beautiful and Tsunade found it necessary to accompany you here and recommend you then I suppose that you will be a true benefit. You're hired."

Sakura secretly squealed in her head; she was hired so easily and quickly. "You start tomorrow-"

"After school until 8 P.M." Tsunade abruptly finished for him.

"What time do her classes end?" Jiraiya asked curiously.

"At 2 P.M."

"Well then that's your work hours; if you want you could always stay a bit longer for extra hours."

Tsunade shook her head, "She has a kid to tend to so it'll be unlikely that she could stay for longer hours. In fact I think 8 P.M. is already stretching it."

Sakura frowned, "Actually I can only pick my son up as late as 6 P.M."

"6 P.M….?" Tsunade frowned in shame until a sudden idea popped into her head. "I could pick him up and take care of him," she suggested slowly.

Sakura frowned and looked at Tsunade wearily, "Okay, but you cannot drink in front of him or while you're taking care of him in general. Sometimes he's a bit peeved and disheveled by 6 so I recommend that you give him some time before talking to him. He also expects to eat by 6:30 and his favorite food is Onigri. Do NOT give him more than 3 dumplings if he ever happens to come across them; even if he's begging and crying just hold your ground. Aki really hates onion and tomatoes so try to avoid giving him food with those two things. If you see him do a little dance that means he really has to pee so just send him to the restroom immediately, even if he denies it- then just force him. Oh and If he's a rude little boy smack his bum or flick his forehead, it always works. If he gets too out of hand just call me and I'll discipline the little devil."

Tsunade watched Sakura in astonishment. "I guess I'll try my best to appease you."

Sakura smiled gratefully, "Thank you so much, Tsunade."

Tsunade nodded, "You're very welcome."

"Well that's a shame, young Sakura already has a child?" Jiraiya suddenly brought up in disappointment. Tsunade glared warningly at Jiraiya but he only ignored her and continued on professionally, "You're going to need a uniform. Can you state your measurements?"

Tsunade sighed and answered for Sakura. "She's a small."

"I asked for measurements, Tsunade."

"She's a small."

Jiraiya sighed in defeat knowing Tsunade was solid with her answer. "Ino, can you get us a small uniform for our new worker here?"

The blonde waitress, Ino, nodded. "Of course." She gracefully walked towards a back door and came back minutes later with a uniform in hand.

"You see what Ino is wearing?" Jiraiya asked briefly beckoning for the blonde to model her outfit.

She was wearing a cute cream blouse with a light blue bow in its collar, and a knee-length pencil skirt that was placed just below her bust, along with long spandex socks that went beyond her skirt and modest black heels. "That is the uniform we provide." Jiraiya finished rather proudly.

Ino handed Sakura her uniform. Sakura was quick to notice that her uniform had a light pink bow with it instead of a light blue one like Ino's. That's cute.

"Remember work starts tomorrow right after your classes end, you may be a pretty face and Tsunade may have recommended you but I expect that you're able to prove yourself as great." Jiraiya sternly stated. "This job is different from many; first you're going to be meeting many wealthy and high-class people, and you may meet… well you'll probably meet some very interesting people. I sternly recommend that you keep your relationship with guests on a professional level."

Sakura nodded. "Do not fret, I have no intent on going beyond a business or friendly relationship with our guests."

Jiraiya nodded in approval, "That's great. I can't wait to have you in our workforce, my young cherry blossom."

Sakura smiled and shook hands were her new boss. "Thank you very much, sir."

Sakura glanced at Tsunade signaling her for their leave, which Tsunade affirmed with a curt nod. "It's time for our leave, Jiraiya."

"Aw, you sure you don't want to stay here for just a while longer?" He teasingly pleaded.

Tsunade just grunted in response and hauled Sakura out until Jiraya's hand shot for Tsunade's arm, quickly halting her. "What do you want, Jiraiya?" She asked, exasperated.

"Just wanted to have a quick word." He stated calmly.

Her sharp amber eyes observed the man heedfully before she turned to Sakura to dismiss herself. "Go on into the car without me, I'll be there shortly." She then turned back to her companion. "Alright, just make it quick."

Jiraiya nodded and decided to get straight to the point. "I hope you're aware of how… special this bar is?"

"Yeah, I know. It only caters to the most wealthy and high class people." Tsunade gallingly stated.

"Other than that, some of our customers are… shady people and-"

"Nothing my student can't handle." Tsunade abruptly specified. She had complete and utter trust in Sakura's capabilities, although she could be a klutz she was absolutely no push over.

"Tsunade, you don't understand. Some of our guests don't legally attain the money they've gained, if you know what I mean."

"You serve criminals?"

"You know what people I serve. You clearly know. I worry that Sakura might get herself in trouble."

"You think I'm not worrying? I fear that she may be mingling with danger here but she really needs the money and I trust that you keep a keen eye on your workers."

Jiraiya quickly picked up on her hidden message: Take care of her. "Tsunade, I'll try to take care of her but I can't say that she won't be taken from under my nose. Some people are slick."

"Try."

Jiraiya felt a twinge of surprise. "You care for her a lot, don't you, Tsunade? You talk about her greatly when you're drunk or even when you're sober. As the noble gentlemen I am, I promise I'll let no harm come to that gorgeous child."

"You're lewd personality never ceases to amaze me but thank you, Jiraiya."

A sly grin grew over Jiraiya's face, "Did the great Tsunade just thank me?"

Tsunade scoffed and immediately walked out. "Have a nice evening," She called shrewdly.

She went to her car, her ire clearly showing, much to Sakura's amusement. "That guy is an interesting character." Tsunade grunted in response and sternly glanced at Sakura.

"Good luck is all I have to say."

Sakura only giggled.

If only luck were by my side

And done!

Sakura finally has a well-paying job! Hooray~!

Will she last in the job?

What are these dangerous people that Jiraiya and Tsunade worry so much about?

Will Akira dirty his ninja shirt with macaroni?

You'll just have to wait for future chapters!

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