Author's notes: Clearly, I've been absent for a looooong, looooong time. But I decided to actually post something up because I DO in fact have most of the plot set up on this story. It's just the act of typing it up that I've been lazy on. (Didn't write all summer x.x) So, sorry to all you smut fans out there ;D you kno who you are. :P We gotta get the plot up and running, now don't we?

R&R.

"What the HELL are you DOING?!" she repeated.

With the dark-haired girl still moaning beneath him, Sasuke Uchiha looked up in surprise at the voice. What the hell? I wasn't expecting anyone this afternoon.

Sasuke slid off Hinata Hyuuga, letting her sit up by herself, and stood up to stare at the pink-haired woman in front of him. "I could ask you the same thing. No one is allowed in my office without an appointment, and I would have certainly remembered making one with someone…" His gaze lingered on her exposed cleavage. "…as endowed as you."

The pink-haired woman flushed a deep crimson.

He continued on amusedly. "And we have a dress code here whether you realize it or not." He eyed her short, tight black skirt that barely covered her butt and her bright pink lacy bra that was clearly visible below her halfway unbuttoned white blouse. "And I hardly think that is sensible footwear for an office," pointedly look at her four-inch black high heels. "More like for a whorehouse."

She smiled coyly at him. "So what if it is?"

The Uchiha smirked at the thoughts running through his mind. "Rules around here are enforced…by me."

The pink-haired woman slid her gaze over to the dark-haired girl, who desperately tried to tug her skirt back down over her legs and to button her blouse at the same time unsuccessfully, then she focused her gaze back on him. "Oh, really?"

"Yes. Really."

A sexy grin took over her features and she practically purred with seduction. "I don't think I'd mind having you enforce the rules." She swept her eyes over his naked body. "Not. At. All."

Sasuke raised one eyebrow teasingly. "Just who are you anyway?"

"Haruno, Sakura. Your new secretary."

A frown furrowed itself into his face. "Wait…what? You're my secretary? Since when?"

"This morning."

Sasuke growled, menacingly, suddenly realizing something. "So it was you that let her," he pointed at the blushing dark-haired girl. "into the conference this morning when I specifically left instructions that said no one was allowed inside."

Sakura shrugged. "Nope, I never saw her. Took a break from eight to ten."

He swore he heard the world ending. "You what?! We pay you to be a secretary, not to take breaks. One day and you've already broken more rules than most people have in a year?! What's happening to the competence of job interviewers?!"

She shrugged again, then smirked at him. "Itachi-san hired me. If you have a problem with that I suggest you take it up with him."

Sasuke gaped at her, then growled for a second time. "Are you challenging my authority?"

He definitely needed to wipe that innocent look off her face. "If I'm not mistaken, Itachi-san has more authority than you do."

The Uchiha crossed the room in two long strides and pinned the pink-haired girl up against the wall with his boy none too gently. "Don't you dare talk about my brother like he's better than me." he growled through clenched teeth.

Sakura winced at his viselike grip on his wrist, annoyed at the uncomfortable position she was in being squished between her "boss" and the wall. Sasuke ground his teeth together as she gave him a flirty smile. "Touchy, touchy, aren't you?"

The pink-haired girl brought her lips closer to his, only centimeters apart. "You know, you're kinda hot when you're mad."

Sasuke felt a bit startled as she came too close, but quickly recovered. His lips curved into a smirk, and his eyes lost their dangerous edge, but stayed hard all the same. He leaned down to kiss her plush pink lips. "Hmmm…I think your punishment is in order."

"Not a chance." The Uchiha fell forward unexpectedly, completely missing her lips as she ducked out from under his arm when he had relaxed. "Not interested."

This time it was Sakura's turn to smirk, and Sasuke found his annoyance jump up a level again. "Anyway, I got stuff to do." She turned towards the dark-haired girl that had finished fixing herself up, but was still sitting on the desk. "Your name's Hinata, right? You need a ride home? No offense, but you look a bit tipsy to be driving."

And to be honest, Sakura was right. The dark-haired girl still had a glazed look in her eyes, but Sasuke objected to the idea. "Don't worry about it. I'm gonna take her home."

He cringed as the pink-haired girl threw him a truly menacing glare. Hands on her hips and a scowl on her face. "You're the one that got her drunk. There's no way I'm letting her go home with you. Not on your life."

"Okay, okay. You can take her home." Sasuke conceded reluctantly putting his hands up in defeat. He wasn't exactly in any mood to put up with a vengeful woman at the moment. Doubtless, he could beat her, but right now the pink-haired girl looked as if she would scratch his eyes out. "You can take her home, but at least let me walk you guys to your car."

Sakura tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for the man to get dressed, and he finally snapped at her. "Will you stop that? It's annoying as fuck."

This only made the woman tap even louder. "I'm still your boss and can fire you." He snapped again. The tapping didn't stop, and Sasuke swore as he pulled on his trousers. "God, no wonder you don't have a boyfriend."

"What makes you think I don't have a boyfriend?" she glared at him. Sasuke chose not to provoke the angry woman any further. If she wasn't going to let him fuck her, there was no point in making her madder. He smirked inwardly to himself. They were fun in bed when they were angry with him.

"I'm done. Let's go." For once, Sasuke was glad that everyone had gone out to grab something to eat before either returning or going home. He didn't need everyone in the office talking about what he was doing with the two women.

He followed the pink-haired woman down to the basement. Sasuke silently checked out both their butts while musing. Hinata really is drunk. He realize as he looked at them. The dark-haired girl was basically too drunk to walk straight and was instead leaning on the pink-haired girl. Sakura had one arm wrapped around Hinata's waist to keep her upright and was walking slower than normal to accommodate her.

"Nice car." he shoved his hands into his pockets.

"Thanks." The racy yellow sports car beeped and she pulled open the passenger door. "Where do you live, Hinata?"

Hinata blinked. "Huh?"

Wow, she really is out of it.

Sakura sighed and ran her hand through her short pink hair. "Where do you live, honey?"

Hinata blinked again.

"Why do you have to take me home? I can drive perfectly fine." she slurred. But when she tried to walk away from the car, she stumbled in her high heels. Sasuke stepped forward quickly to catch her, but Sakura beat him to it. "You're in no condition to drive home, Hinata. I'll take you to my house and you can spend the night."

The dark-haired girl did nothing but slump against the other woman. "Okay Sasuke, I'm leaving now. See you on Monday."

Sasuke didn't say anything and stuck his hands in his pockets, choosing to be quiet while watching the two women get into the car. The last thing he saw was Sakura sticking her hand up in the air in a last farewell before the car peeled out of the parking lot.

Well, work was certainly more interesting today.

R&R.