So next chapter is here!

Do I need to keep putting a warning for cursing? Well I will anyway. Haha.

Sakura couldn't tell if her sudden bout of nausea was from the large quantity of junk food and take out that she ate the previous night or if it was stressed induced, probably the latter as she was used to bingeing whenever they had a girl's night, but either way she just wished it would go away.

The night with her girls was very relaxing even though she wasn't able to escape what is now a reality for her. As soon as Hinata and Tenten showed up she was cornered and forced to spill what happened at her meeting. Her friends were absolutely thrilled she was going to be able to be herself, that is until she told them that it came with a price: a highly punctured and haughty boyfriend. At first they thought it was just some weird joke the pinkette was trying to pull, it took a full ten minutes to convince them that she was being completely serious.

"So wait, let me get this straight, you're going to be dating some punk rocker dude, de-princessify, and blame all of it on him?" the blonde asked, chewing on a strand of red licorice as she spoke.

"For one de-princessify is not a real word." Sakura said slowly as if talking to a child while she scooped herself a large spoonful of Nutella. The nutty spread was admittedly her one guilty pleasure, never being able to turn down the treat. She knew that eating it the way she did was terrible for her health but she just couldn't help it. Besides, she didn't think it mattered with how active she was on a daily basis anyways. "But yeah, pretty much." She muttered with a full mouth.

"How is this agreement beneficial to him?" The quieter member of their little group asked, well aware from her family's profession that is was uncommon for an elite to do something unless it benefitted them. Being an heiress for a large corporation had exposed her to the darker side of humans at an early age, though instead of letting it tarnish her views, she used that as motivation to be a goof person, to help those who needed some light in their lives.

"Publicity. He has a band and I'm gunna be his ladder to the top. Their argument was so solid that my mom even agreed to it, hell she agreed to it before I did."

"Wait wait wait wait!" The final member of their group interrupted, looking confused. "Your mom agreed to this? The same mom that won't even let you eat any junk food in your home because she thinks it'll make you fat and give you ugly ass zits?"

"Yes!" The pop star screeched out as she stole some licorice. "Not right away obviously. She actually lost her cool for a moment, ended up screeching like a banshee. It's the first time she has raised her voice since… well since the divorce." She nibbled on the ends of the candy as her mind began to wander to the past, back when her biological father lived with them and was a part of her life. It was so long ago and she was so young that she didn't remember too much of her father. She mostly remembered the screaming, her mom screaming about how he was always out late and how he smelled like a different woman. She remembered being upset when her mom told her that he wasn't going to live with them anymore, but promised he would still come see her. She never saw him after that though. He did send her generic cards for her birthday, but they weren't consistent and were signed with a simple 'Dad', not a 'Love, Dad' just 'Dad'. It used to bother her a lot more than it does now, but where her biological father failed, Kakashi stepped up, "She was pretty quick to agree to it, but I don't think she is exactly happy about it. I think part of the reason she agreed is damage control after her meltdown. Seriously wished I would of recorded it. Or maybe it has something to do with his family."

"Oh yeah, what is the name of the poor fool that I am going to have to give the best friend talk to?" The woman looked too eager to sink her claws into the man and torture him as it was her basic right as the best friend.

"Itachi Uchiha."

"No. Seriously, what is his name?"

"I'm serious porkers!" She hissed, kind of offended that she was being doubted a second time now.

"You're a lying skank."

"And you're a cheap hooker."

"Honey, we all know I am far too pretty to be giving it cheap." The pinkette couldn't deny that. Ino was far too pretty for her own good, far more beautiful than herself. Don't get her wrong, she didn't think of herself as ugly, but with a best friend as gorgeous as Ino, she felt cute at best in comparison. "But really, what is his name?"

"Listen here you swine, I swear on my love for the delicious nutty treat that is known as Nutella, as of today Itachi Uchiha is my boyfriend."

"Ino, I think she is serious." The weapon lover snickered.

"Of course I am!" She practically growled when all three of them burst into a fit of laughter, though Hinata's was more of a giggle than a full-blown laugh. "Okay seriously, why are you guys laughing!? Who the hell is he?"

"Sakura, honey, Itachi Uchiha" The blonde pulled her best friends hands into her lap, holding on to them as she tried to control her laughter enough to speak. "is Sasuke's older brother."

"Are you fucking serious?! You mean that metal head is the teme's precious nii-san he freaking worships? I knew his name sounded so god damn familiar!" She groaned as she collapsed in on herself. She didn't exactly have the best of relationships with the younger Uchiha. They have known each other for almost a decade now, having taken the same cotillion classes when they were young. She admittedly had a crush on him back then, at least for the first few weeks, but after she pulled a small prank on him to get his attention and he took it too seriously… well the attraction died. Now they couldn't even be in the same room with each other for more than a few minutes before hell broke loose. The other three were on much better terms with the prodigy. Ino met up with him every couple of weeks or so to have lunch together and catch up on things, something that annoyed and shocked Sakura when she first found out. Tenten meets up with him almost as regularly to spar whenever her fiancé Neji was too caught up with Hyuuga business to be her partner. Hinata sees him most out of all of them and had the most pleasant relationship with him. The young Uchiha was best friends with Naruto who just happened to be her, secret, boyfriend so she found herself in his company quite often.

"Are you sure it is even the same Itachi Uchiha?" the Hyuuga heiress asked with a tilt of her head. "They are a fairly large family, larger than my family, maybe it is a different Itachi." Though unlikely, it was feasible and Sakura just hoped the odds were in her favor.

Ino had her phone out and was typing away on the tiny keyboard in seconds. When she found what she was looking for, she held up her phone for the others to see. "This him?" Viridian eyes scanned over the photo with the hopes that the man she was now dating was not the same man she heard about nonstop as a child. Unfortunately for her though, it was one in the same. In the picture on the phone he had yet to shave parts of his hair and he was missing all his facial piercings aside from the bar through the bridge of his nose, but that was most definitely him.

"He's a lot more punked out now, but yeah that's my new boyfriend for the next couple months." It was no wonder that man got on her nerves so much. It must be something in the Uchiha genes that just pushes them to irritate young girls with weirdly pink hair. "I seriously must have been an awful person in a past life to be receiving this kind of torture." She muttered melodramatically as she scooped out another generous helping of Nutella.

"Come on forehead, he can't be that bad." The blonde swiped the jar away from her best friend before the fat ass ate it all in her self-induced misery. Though she personally didn't have any issues with Sasuke, she knew that he always seemed to go out of his way to harass Sakura. She couldn't imagine the older Uchiha, though she never met him, being anywhere near as bad as his little brother. "You knew him for like what? An hour? Two? How bad could it have been?"

"Yeah, he honestly can't be as bad as the younger brat."

"I don't know, he may even be worse than Sir Cluck-cluck. He-" She was cut off by a loud knock on the door, their food was finally here. She handed some cash she had set aside to Tenten and relocated herself to a spot that wasn't visible from the front door. "Tell 'em to keep the change."

"Are you trying to make them cry?" The weapon lover snickered as she looked over how much was there, more than enough to cover their order twice over. She disappeared around the corner, only to reappear minutes later, her hands full with white paper bags.

As they ate, Sakura recounted everything that Itachi did during the meeting including some of the naughtier comments, much to Hinata's chagrin. The shy heiress was sympathetic to Sakura's plight, but her other two friends thought it too funny and took turns imitating the man, going as far as declaring 'his' obvious attraction to her. Sakura had to bribe them with the studio demo to get them to stop with their stupidity.

It only took seconds from the moment she pulled out the demo for them to snatch it from her and had the first song playing. As much as she hated to admit, and she never would to him, but his band, creepily named Murder, was surprisingly good even if they were a genre she normally didn't listen to. His singing voice was quite intoxicating, the music itself was very well done, and she thoroughly enjoyed the lyrics, even the more perverse ones. As soon as they finished the studio demos, they ventured into Murder's past two albums which were just as amazing. By the end of the night, they had ended up listening to them so much, they had every song memorized, including the demos. Tenten had also bought their older songs and downloaded them onto each of their phones.

They had stayed up until six in the morning listening to music, only stopping after they crashed from their sugar induced highs. But now, nearly five hours later, the fun and games were over and it was time to get back to reality.

"Thanks again for coming with me Piggles. It is going to take a huge weight off me knowing you are there." The pinkette muttered gratefully as she adjusted the brunette wig she was currently sported to avoid being followed. The girl's night had been just what she needed, she felt revigorated enough to take on the Uchiha head on, but it was still comforting to know her best friend was going to be there to back her up so she wasn't as outnumbered.

"Girl, it's my job. Plus, I am eager to meet the band too." The blonde grinned as she turned onto the street of the given address. "Just remember. Be fierce bitch."

The smaller girl couldn't help the laugh that escaped her lips as they pulled up to their destination. It only took a moment to collect herself before she quickly exited the car, making sure to correct the white oversized t-shirt dress and move the large black leather belt back into its proper place.

As soon as Ino was at her side, they made their way to the door. Sakura was about to knock when in all her obvious eagerness the blonde beat her to it, knocking a bit too forcefully. They waited a full minute before the blonde knocked again, growing impatient. It seemed it got someone's attention this time as the door finally opened.

"Sorry, we aren't interested in anything you're selling." Here he was, the bane of her very existence standing in all his glory in only a pair of low riding sweatpants. She had been right; his nipples were pierced and most of his right arm and chest were tattooed as well. She could only imagine the body modifications that lay hidden underneath his sweats, a thought that almost made her blanch in disgust.

"Ha. Ha. Ha. Let us in metal face." She said with a huff, her hip popped out to the side. She promised herself that she to at least try not to be so hostile today, but it was already proving to be harder than she thought it would be.

"Princess? Hard to recognize you without the terrible dye job." He stepped to the side to let the two of them in and she didn't even have to look up at his face to know that infuriating smirk was present. There was no doubt that he knew it was her before he even opened the door.

"Bite me." She hissed with an unpleasant glare.

"I'd be more than happy to, but you brought along a guest and that would be completely improper of us princess."

Instead of making the comment she was just itching to make, she took a deep breath and counted down slowly from ten. "Ino, this is meta-er Itachi. Itachi this is my best friend Ino." It seemed like it was going to take a lot more effort than she originally thought to be pleasant with him.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Itachi." Snickered said blonde best friend, her cobalt eyes lazily checking him out from head to toe.

"It is nice to meet you too Ino." The smile he offered her pissed Sakura off. Why did this always happen? Why did it seem every man that made it their mission to torture her was an absolute gentleman to Ino?

"I brought her along for moral support." Seeing as she was safe within the walls of his home she took off the brown atrocity, letting her pink locks escape. She hated those things, but unless she wanted to be seen and followed it was a necessary evil. "And for protection."

"Do you really think we would harm you?"

"She is here for YOUR protection." She corrected easily as her small fingers worked on removing her belt.

"Why would I need protection from a midget like you?" His smirk was present once again as he placed his large hand on top of her head, ruffling her hair as if she were a child.

"Get your hand off me before you lose it." She snapped, glaring up at him through her lashes.

Her words fell on deaf ears as his hand slid from her hair and down her spine only to circle around her waist and pulled her closer to him. "How are we going to convince anyone we are a couple if you won't accept my affections, Princess?"

"I'm a good actress." She said simply as she tried to detangle herself from his grasp, sending Ino a pleading look over her shoulder as she did so.

"So Itachi," the blonde started, coming to her friends rescue. "is the rest of the band here?"

"Ah." He let the small woman escape from his embrace, his expression now blank as if he was not just tormenting her. "They are in the basement. Follow me." With a grace that was just unnatural of a man, he turned and lead them down the hallway.

"You were right, he is pretty bad." The fair-haired woman whispered. "But you gotta admit. He has a real nice butt." She grinned as she pointied at the body part that had her attention.

"That is just gross Pig."

"You are such a prude. Even with all the piercings and tattoos, he is one gorgeous male specimen."

"Then once we are done with this fake relationship he is all yours." Sakura whispered with disregard as they descended the flight of stairs into the noisy basement.

The woman rolled her eyes. Sometimes her best friend could be so dull. "You should take advantage of the situation Forehead! You need to lose your virginity to someone, why not the delicious hunk in front of us?"

"I am so not getting into that with you right now." The mental images that accompanied that statement were too scarring to put into words. "Now shut up before he hears you."

"Too late for that one Princess." Itachi called out without even looking back at the two girls, but said nothing more on the matter. Instead he just stepped aside to allow the two full entrance into the room.

It wasn't what Sakura would have pictured when she thought of a basement. What came to her mind was dark, dank, and filthy, but the room was actually bright and warm with caramel colored walls and beautiful hardwood floors. On one side of the room was a fully stocked bar, pool table, and poker table. On the other was a large theater screen with eight bodies crowded around it, with their backs to them, on what looked to be super plush and comfy couches.

Among those eight bodies, was one that she could recognize just by his silly hairstyle. No one had notices their entrance yet, so it was the perfect opportunity to strike first. So with quietness that she should not have been able to achieve in the heels she wore, she snuck up behind the raven haired male, wrapping her arms around his neck and placing her chin on top of his head. "Well if it isn't Sir Cluck-Cluck." She grinned when she felt him stiffen in her arms. Oh this was going to be so much fun.

And finished!

Longest chapter yet at just over three thousand words. Woots!

So I never realized how long this story was going to be until just now. I am just under twenty thousand words and I haven't even gotten to the point she has met the band. The way this is looking, when everything is said and done the story is going to be at least 120k, though it will probably be more than that.

Hopefully, my writing continues to be satisfactory enough for everyone to continue reading till the very end, I'm striving to finish this before the end of May. Fingers crossed.

Thank you everyone for the love. I truly appreciate it. You guys are amazing.

Until next time lovelies!