Creature Feature Deki Café
Uchiha Sasuke: glace, froid
"Bou, can I ask you something? It's a little personal if you don't mind."
Sakura buttoned up the back of her maid outfit and turned to her superior, who was busy applying makeup to her already beautiful face. The blonde woman turned her blue eyes to her and smiled.
"Of course you may."
"You said you've been working here for over twenty years…yet you still look like you're in your late twenties, is there something you use to keep your face and skin so young?"
A chuckled escaped her bright red lips, "I'm afraid not, I supposed ever since I have been employed with to this café, I've stopped aging. It could possibly be from the benefits one gains for working here."
"Benefits?"
"Oh yes, there are many. Special privileges bestowed to those who work hard and earn the right to have indulge in these benefactions. And believe me, they are worth it. They range from beauty care products to health care, even trips around the world."
Sakura's eyes began to sparkle, "So all I have to do is impress the boss with my good work ethics and I get some bonuses?"
"Yes."
"Thanks, that's all I needed to know."
Bou stood up and smiled, "You are very welcome," But as she turned to leave, she stopped in the doorway, "Oh and don't forget, we are serving a birthday breakfast today."
"A birthday breakfast? I think I remember you mentioning that to me that last night."
"Yes, a little girl and some of her friends are coming today around nine-thirty for a tea party, requested specifically by her mother. She will be turning ten, so it is our duty to be the main entertainment. You will be our main server, Daisy and I will be the aides. Their area will be on the upper deck,in the royalty room. We trust you will be able to handle this."
She nodded earnestly before they both left the dressing room together.
Okay Sakura, it's only a small tea party with little girls. No annoying blonde hired millionaire with a ramen fetish to get you off track! You can do this!
Standing in the brightly lit entrance way, they watched as a black limousine pull into the front. Immediately, the sounds of high pitched screaming and giggling could be heard, indicating that the birthday girl and her friends were here. It was princess themed, with a royal tea party waiting for them in the Kings and Queens section. Eleven party bags, each filled with everything a fairy princess would need, sat in a circle around the rounded table. The area was decorated from head to toe in glitter, jewels, and pink. Riona, the lion Deki-Maid, stood next to the cloths rack with sparkling dresses, ready to help the girls get into their outfits. And of course, a miniature pony stood in the corner for all the little girls to pet and fawn over.
"We're here!" A little girl with dark purple hair jumped out of the limo, wearing a crown bedazzled in real gemstones and a magic wand with a star at the end. Ten other girls, each wearing a smaller crown of their own jumped out and surrounded her, all screaming and jumping with excitement.
Sakura brought a hand to her mouth, "Oh they are just so cute!"
As the center child started running to the café doors, she stopped in her tracts and put her hands on her tiny hips. She turned around and yelled at the open door.
"Hurry up Sasuke! We don't want to wait for you!"
"Hn, calm down." A familiar body slumped out of the car and leaned against the door. The master of all that is brooding stood with his arms crossed and a scowl etched onto his face.
Instantly, she almost felt the air get knocked out of her, "D-did she just say 'Sasuke?'"
"Yes, he is Kiyoha-chan's older brother."
"But what's he doing here at his little sister's birthday party?"
"That I do not know, you should ask him when he comes. This probably means more work for you to handle, entertaining both parties. Can you handle it on your own?" Bou barley blinked an eye.
Sakura pushed all negative thoughts from her mind and focused on the rewards. All the make up I could ever want, my dream trip to Paris. "Of course I can!"
"That's great. Oh, here they come."
The second the butler opened the door and the group of overly hyperactive princesses burst in with a wave of noise following suit. She had never heard such loud ruckus coming from such tiny, little girls. If it wasn't for the fact they were all so adorable, she probably would have given up and just left. With a smile plastered on her face, she greeted the awestruck girls. Their eyes were huge and glossy, mouths parted as 'Wow's' and 'Aws' escaped their lips. It was like a dream come true, being princesses for a day with servants at your hand and whim. The leader of this troupe ran past the girls and stood in front of Sakura, a wide grin on her face,
"My name's Uchiha Kiyoha and I'm the birthday girl."
Sakura bowed, "Happy Birthday Miss Kiyoha, we are delighted to have you celebrate your birthday here with us today."
She giggled wildly, "Did you hear that? She called me Miss. So like, where's our tea party going to be at?"
"Well if you follow me, I will take you to the Royalty room."
Once again a shrill of giddy shrieks greeted her sensitive ears as she led them up the purple spiraled stairs, missing the way a certain raven haired man looked at her amusingly. Walking past the other themed areas, she stopped beside a golden rope that hung from the ceiling. With a slight tug, the curtains slowly retreated back to the sides. Almost on cue, all their jaws dropped at the sight. It was a pink, shimmering heaven. Riona bowed at the girls and beckoned for them to enter. Which they did of course, rushing to the clothing rack and grabbing whatever they deemed cute and flashy. Bou and Daisy dismissed themselves, heading back to the kitchen to fetch the tea and food.
As Sakura stood back and watched the girl's interactions with a satisfied smile on her face, another presence joined her side. Her head wiped to the side, verdant eyes melted in a pool of onyx. He quirked an eyebrow at her before she turned back with a blush now forming on her face, a smirk playing on his lips. Maybe coming to this ridiculous tea party wasn't so bad after all. The pink haired Deki-Maid had been plaguing his mind all day anyways, might as well make use of this situation he had with her.
"S-so, what brings you here Uchiha-san?"
"Sasuke."
Her eyes returned to his, "I beg your pardon?"
"Uchiha-san is my father. You can call me Sasuke."
He didn't know why he told her that, it was just an impulse. It wasn't as if he even really knew the girl either. But not that it really mattered at the moment; he rather liked it when she said his name. It rolled off her tongue flawlessly.
"Oh, okay then. What brings you here Sasuke?"
A sigh escaped his lips, "I was asked by my mother to babysit her." He pointed to the purple haired girl jumping up and down.
"That's nice of you, but why do you have make it sound like a burden?"
"Do you not see what is happening?"
She cocked her head to the side, slightly confused.
"Just wait and see, by the end of the day you'll be walking out with a huge migraine."
She lifted her chin, "Well, I think they're cute."
"Yeah, for now." He muttered.
Her eyebrow twitched, "What was that?"
"Nothing."
Pursing her lips, she walked past him as Bou and Daisy returned with tea and all kinds of sugary sweets. The girls were told to sit at the round table. They all opened their gift bags and squealed with joy. After that it was time for tea and role playing. Kiyoha acted as the queen, of course, while one of her friends pretended to be her king. Everyone was either a knight, servant, or peasant. Sakura, being the one who poured the tea, was appointed the lovely task of being the handmaiden. While in the corner, Sasuke was appointed the jester. Though he had no clue why, being a human icicle wasn't anything fun. He muttered something about annoying kids and how he could never say no to his dearest mother.
Sakura smiled up at him as she returned to his side, "Could you at least pretend to be happy? It is your sister's birthday."
"This is my happy face, can't you tell?"
She giggled without humor, "You're a natural jester."
"Whatever."
There was an awkward silence after that, not that Sasuke really cared. He actually preferred the things to be quite, it made his day a whole lot easier to deal with. But that wasn't the case for Sakura, who was the complete opposite. She enjoyed talking and conversations. Despite being in a room full of loud, chattering girls; it seemed awfully silent.
"I don't think we've properly met."
It wasn't the best topic to spark up a conversation, but it was the best she could come up with. He turned to her with that expressionless face of his.
"My name is Haruno Sakura."
"Hn."
"Would you like to sit with me?" She gestured towards the back where a green plush couch stood.
He looked at it for a second before turning back to her and nodding, slowly. She smiled and walked over to the couch, sitting at one end while he sat at the other. There was a huge gap between them that she, for some odd reason, wanted to fill up. It was rather odd, she had only met the guy yesterday and it was for a brief moment, but something about his dark and depressing persona was pulling at her. And she wanted to know what it was about him that had captured her attention.
"So I take it you aren't in the same business industry like Naruto?"
"Yeah right, I can't stand ramen. The only reason why I eat that crap is because he pays for me."
"Then how did you two manage to become friends? Assuming that you two are friends."
Rubbing the temple of his nose, he let out another sigh, "Yeah, best friends. We go back to elementary school."
Sakura touched her heart, "That is so sweet, it's the same with me and my best friend, we've known each other our entire lives."
"You have friends?"
Whoa, back up. Did he just insult her? Of course she had friends! So she may be a little nerdy and bit dorky, but that didn't mean she was anti-social! Sure, she may go out as often as a snail left its shell, but when she did she was full of life and would often grab the attention of someone. And just because she put her life on hold to go to medical school didn't mean she abandoned all the people she knew and cared about. This punk was going so going to get it.
Her left eyebrow began to twitch as she glared at him with a scowl, "Yes, I do happen to have friends believe it or not."
"Hn, that's hard to believe."
"What?"
Amazing, only three minutes after meeting and he was already insulting her. Normally, you have to get to know the person first before ticking them off with your rude behavior.
"I mean, look at you. Have you seen yourself?"
Suddenly she was at his side, a handful of his shirt in one fist while another hovering close to his face. Most people would have been cowering in fear; Sakura was pretty famous at the hospital for her monstrous temper. But not this guy, nope. The Uchiha heir merely smirked at her, quite enjoying the view of her cleavage. Those Deki-Maid outfits always left enough skin exposing to get a man's mind wandering. He didn't really know what he said to tick her off, but maybe if he kept going, she might just crawl on top of him. Guess he'll just what to keep his mouth running.
"Listen, Sasuke, we just met and you have the audacity to insult me? If I wasn't working right now I'd kick your ass into the next century."
If it were possible, flames would be coming out of her ears by now. Instead of apologizing, he started to lightly chuckle and wrapped a cold hand around the one grabbing onto his shirt. The skin to skin contact sent a shock through her body and she jolted in her seat. She tried to pull back, but he wasn't having any of that, instead, he tugged her closer until their faces were nearly touching. While she smelt the homely scent of coffee and earth, he picked up the aroma of strawberries and cream. She smelt just as good as she looked.
"W-what are you doing? You aren't allowed to touch the maids."
"You aren't like the others." His voice was calm and sultry, making her knees weak and her tongue dry, "Plus you kind of touched me first."
"I don't know what…"
"The other maids, they walk, talk, and breathe like robots. You aren't like them; you actually act like a human being."
She didn't know what to think right at the moment. Did he just bad-mouth her and her coworkers or did he just compliment her? He still wouldn't let go of her hand, and he wasn't even gripping that hard. In all actuality, it felt rather nice to hold his hand. It was warm and a bit comforting. The last time she ever touched a boy, minus yesterday, was way too long ago. Back when cavemen existed and personal space didn't, which he was gleefully penetrating, causing the very nervous pink haired maid to fidget.
"Look, I don't care if how powerful or rich you are, you can't just go around insulting people you don't even know." Her voice may have been a bit high, but she was proud at the fact all those words managed to come out.
"Insulting? Who's insulting? I was just curious."
"Curious about what?"
"That a Deki-Maid could have a life outside this café, it's not every day you actually see one of them out in the real world."
What nerve this guy had, he was speaking about them as if they were mere objects! Herself included!
"W-well of course we have lives! We are human beings; our life doesn't revolve our job." 'Cept me, my job is my life.
"Hn, have you seen the women around here? They act like they have cancer or something."
Her mouth fell open and she punched his arm, which forced him to let her go. Neither missed the heated contact. But Sakura quickly played it off and stood on her feet, looking down at a dazed Sasuke.
"These women happen to be the kindest and hard working people I know, which I'm pretty sure you don't because inside that little bubble of yours, there is no such thing as work. I'm not going to sit here through your little tirade and listen to you put down my friends and I. Good day Sasuke."
As she turned to leave, his hand shot out and he seized onto the pink bow holding her entire outfit together. Just one tug at the end and everything would come apart, leaving her naked and exposed. What was this idiot thinking? They were at a children's party for crying out loud! Her body stiffened, and Sasuke could easily see that from behind. Her exposed back stood perfectly straight and still as his grip tightened around the flimsy fabric.
Curse you Phantom!
"Uchiha Sasuke, you have three seconds to let me go…"
"Or what? You run back naked?"
She growled, and unbeknownst to her, the dog ears on her head began to lean forward slightly. Her hands balled into shaking fists, knuckles turning white and finger nails digging into soft flesh. Oh how she hated business men - especially this one. How Naruto could put up with this arrogant and malevolent man was beyond her. In fact, she had no idea why his mother would ever allow him to watch over her sweet little daughter. Who in fact happened to be calling her name, expecting her loyal hand maiden to rush over to her side.
"Please let me go, your sister is calling for me."
"Don't you want my apology first?"
She looked over her shoulder and quirked a mocking eyebrow, "You can apologize?"
He smirked, "Amazingly yes, when I feel the need too. I did not mean to aggravate you or mock. Like I said, I was just curious; you're different from everyone else. When you smile and laugh, it doesn't sound automatic, it sounds real. You've caught my attention, Miss Haruno."
Her eyes never left his, and for a moment, she didn't know whether she was looking at a painting or an actual person. He just seemed so perfect, every silken word dripping out of his tempting lips. That was what probably made her even angrier, like he could do no wrong. If this was his attempt to flirt, he was failing miserably; in fact, he was doing an excellent job at turning her off. She wanted to scoff at his futile attempts, walk away and ignore him for the rest of the day. But she had a feeling it wouldn't be that easy, judging by how persistent he was acting, he would most likely find a way to crawl under her skin and stay there. Like a flea to a dog.
"Sakura."
"What?"
"Miss Haruno is my mother, just call me Sakura."
Finally, he let go and she walked back to the tea party without hesitation. Rounding the corner, she could see two tiny thrones had been built at the head of the table, Kiyoha sitting in the biggest one. She was wearing the crown she had come in earlier that morning, but also a pink, velvet robe and glass Cinderella slippers. Her 'king' was wearing a red robe and gold boots. Sakura bowed to the 'royal couple' and smiled brightly.
"Where were you Sakura? We've called you several times!"
"My apologies your majesty, I was busy at the moment. What can I do for you?"
"My knights wish to ride Bubbles, please assist them."
"Bubbles?"
"We named the pony Bubbles!" A little girl squealed.
"Oh I see," She giggled and walked over to the animal, gently petting its mane, "And how many knights do we have?"
"Three!"
"Alright girls, let's get you on Bubbles."
While Sakura was busy helping each girl sit on top of the pony, Sasuke quietly walked into the room, hiding in the shadows of the corner. His gaze never left the pink haired woman, too enraptured by her lively and unusual behavior. Earlier, he thought she was some love-struck girl who was trying to shamelessly flirt with him like so many others before her have. But something about that spark in her eyes seemed to have set him off. She was unique alright, the shortest Deki-Maid he had ever seen. But one of the prettiest too. While they all looked the same, with their tall and beautiful physique, she was petite, and somewhat on the flat side. But that hardly deterred him.
"Look girls, it's the court jester!" Kiyoha pointed her staff at him.
They all turned in his direction. Great, he just knew something was going to happen. His sister always did love making fun and terrorizing him. She must have picked up this sadism from Itachi.
"Get over here and make us laugh!" The girls in the room burst into a fit of giggles.
He really did not want to move at all, but he knew the consequences for not listening to her. Especially on her birthday. First, she'll give him a murderous glare, then she'll pout, call their mother on her cell phone and pretend to cry while explaining in full detail how Sasuke was a 'meanie.' So, being the good older brother that he was, on some level, he sucked it up and walked into the open. Multicolored lights shined down from the ceiling on to the group, a yellow one on Sakura and an orange one just above him. The king, a girl named Suki, whispered something into Kiyoha's ear, both snickered like mad men.
"Sakura! Before you walk around with the knights, there is something we want you to do!"
"Yes, my Queen?"
"We want you to dress Sasuke up in the jester's outfit!" She pointed to the clothing rack where a green and purple jester costume hung. Complete with a jingling hat and over sized elf-like shoes.
"W-what? You want me to dress him up?"
"Yep!"
She chuckled nervously, "B-but, I'm sure your older brother can do it himself, he is a grown man-"
"You dare defy your queen?"
"Ah…"She quickly glanced at Sasuke, who was glaring at a smirking Kiyoha, "No your majesty, I will do as you wish."
She grabbed the outfit and turned to Sasuke, looking at him with pure disgust. She was quite glad he didn't have any emotions on his face at the moment, for if he did, she'd probably die on the spot. Being ten year olds, the little girl's minds began to wander elsewhere and their attentions were turned back to the pony and who was going to the 'grand ball' in castle sparkles the next night. But being an Uchiha, Kiyoha never forgot what she had commanded. The insightful little girl knew very well that when the pair had vanished from her sight for more than five minutes, something was up. And of course, being a queen, she just had to do something about it.
Sakura unbuttoned his white collared shirt with trembling fingers, making sure to not meet his gaze. She could feel his eyes on her, scanning her face to see if she was blushing or drinking in his naked chest. The bastard, he probably thought she was enjoying this. Any other woman would, but not her. She was still ticked off at him, not really sure if she wanted to accept his apology or not.
"Are all the Uchiha's this troublesome?"
"You don't know who we are, do you?"
She shook her head, slipping his shirt off and folding it before putting it on the table. Some of the girls snickered at the two or let out a rather loud 'ew!' before turning back to their tea. Her eyes, currently fixated at his well toned chest, still refused to look up into his smug face. Though she could tell by the little huff he just made that he was smirking and probably thinking of how good he knew he looked. Yes, he had a body she could drool all over like the dog that she was, but that would probably add hot air to his overinflated ego. She really hoped she didn't have to take his pants off. Damn one piece costume.
"Well, what are you waiting for? His pants have to come off too!"
Sakura inwardly groaned, but reluctantly complied. Who knew a ten year old could inflict such torture. She finally looked up at him with pleading eyes, silently begging for him to do something before she died of embarrassment. He carefully brought up his hands and hid them between their bodies, then proceeded to unbuckle his belt.
"So, who exactly are the Uchiha's?" She whispered softly.
He glanced over her head to see if his sister was watching them before saying anything. When the coast was clear, he turned back to Sakura, "We're lawyers and police officers."
She quirked an eyebrow, "You're multi-millionaires based solely on lawyers and policemen?"
"Our family owns five court justice houses and ten police headquarters. Three of my cousins are the country's top attorneys and my father is head chief of police. My older brother is right behind him in command."
Okay, so she was impressed. Very impressed, but she certainly wasn't going to tell him. He might take it as an invitation and try something sneaky on her. Instead, she nodded and opened up the jester costume. While he begrudgingly stepped inside the stupid looking outfit, there was a loud bang downstairs at the front of the café. A commotion quickly followed, shouting could be heard, but it all seemed to be coming from one person. Sakura left Sasuke and walked to the balcony, easily picking up Bou's voice as she tried to calm down the intruder.
"But I wanna see Sakura-chan!"
She gritted her teeth and felt a huge headache coming, it was Naruto. The ever persistent blonde.
"I'm afraid she is busy at the moment; please return when she is off duty."
"But…but she said she'd see me today…"
Leaning over the railing and looking down at his rather pathetic form, she was sorely tempted to throw something at him. Men were so aggravating sometimes. But she had dealt with people like him before and knew exactly what to do to get him off her back.
"Naruto, what are you doing here?" She called out.
"Sakura-chan!" Somehow, he managed to run up all those stairs without breaking a sweat and was at her side before she even knew it. Suddenly, she was engulfed in one of the biggest bear hugs she had ever received. The air was quickly squeezed out of her.
"N-Naruto…can't breathe…"
"I missed you! Did you miss me too?"
"P-please…put me…down."
"Now it's just you and me, no annoying teme to-"
"You're not allowed to touch her dope."
Said dope spun on his heels, Sakura still clutched tightly in his overpowering arms. His eyes hardened and narrowed at the unappealing sight before him. He blanched when he saw his former best friend walk up to him, the costume only half on and bearing his naked chest for the world to see. Just what the hell was this human popsicle stick doing here? And shirtless for that matter! Naruto tightened his hold, unknowingly causing more pain for the pink haired woman. If it wasn't for the fact that she was suffocating, she could probably feel the thick tension in the air.
"Says who?"
"It's the rules loser."
He stuck his tongue out at him. "Then why the hell are you half naked? Trying to sex up my Sakura-chan?"
Sakura almost vomited at the thought and jabbed Naruto in the stomach with her elbow. He immediately let go and bent over, rubbing his sore spot. Sasuke smirked, but it didn't last long when she turned her scowl at him.
"What are you doing walking out here like that? Cover yourself! And as for you!" She turned to the grinning blonde, "What in the world are you doing here?"
"I came by to see you!"
"Naruto, I'm working right now, come back later."
"B-but, what if teme here tried to do something naughty to you?"
"Oh please, the queen will have his head off before he even thinks about it."
Naruto gave her a weird look. "The queen?"
"Yeah, Sasuke's little sister's birthday is today. She's having a royal tea party."
A howl of laughter suddenly burst right out of Naruto as he pointed a finger at the raven haired man, "Y-you're playing tea party with little girls? That's rich!"
"Where's my handmaiden and jester?" A high and shrill voice cried out.
Sakura quickly grabbed Sasuke's hand and ran back into the party room where a frustrated Kiyoha sat in her high chair with arms crossed. Her royal highness did not look pleased at all. Just one push of a button on her cell phone and Sasuke will hear an ear full from dearest mommy.
"Ah, sorry you majesty, we had an intruder in the front of the castle."
There was an evil glint in her eye. "Then bring me the intruder!"
"I don't think that's a really-"
"Silence! Bring him to me!" She banged the table with her cane and the girls cheered.
A low growl rumbled in the back of her throat as she went and fetched Naruto, who was more than happy to accompany her. More laughter filled the air as he took one good, long look at Sasuke. He looked positively ridiculous in that orange and green jester costume. That hat couldn't be any smaller, but he wasn't surprised, nothing could fit over his big head.
"UGH, it's Naruto!" Kiyoha and the rest of the girls made a disgusted face, "Knights, off with his head!"
"Wait, what?"
"Kill him! And bring me his rotting carcass!"
As three little girls proceeded to attack him with plastic swords, Sakura stepped back and stood at Sasuke's side, laughing at the scene. She would have most likely ignored his very presence, something most females her age would not do if they ever had the chance to be next to him, had he not began to run his cold, callous finger down her exposed back. She slightly shivered as he enjoyed her reaction. Her skin was undeniably soft and warm to his touch, like living silk. His mind began to wonder if the rest of her body was just as smooth, but before he could even get to that part, she slapped his hand away and glared at him. Not even attempting to hide her dark red blush. He chuckled, leaning into her so their faces were merely inches apart.
"Should I pick you up after work tomorrow?"
"For what?" She growled incredulously.
"Our date."
She rolled her eyes and scoffed at his futile attempt to woo her.
"I'm a very busy person."
"I thought you said you had a life outside your work."
"Yes, one without you in it."
If he was trying to redue her to a pile of goo with that smoldering look he was giving her, then he seriously had another thing coming. He honestly thought she'd willingly walk into his arms, the poor fool. She almost pitied him. She did not come here to land a date with a millionaire, she wanted and needed this job. If Ino was here right now, she'd probably smack her across the head for turning down this gorgeous man.
"Then what time do you get off?"
Before she could tell him to forget about it, a hand grabbed Sasuke's shoulder and spun him around.
"Dude, help me! I'm getting mauled by midgets over here!"
Sakura quickly scooted away and ran to the other side.
Sasuke smirked. "What, can't handle a bunch of little girls?"
"They're not little girls, they're little monsters!"
Kiyoha jumped up in her seat and pointed her staff at the two men, "Ladies, attack!"
A swarm of tiny princesses, a king, and a queen jumped on to the pair, beating them senseless with their glittering tiaras and magic wands. He never did get his answer, and he probably never will.
Hm, I should probably get them some more tea.
Fin
Okay so I know in the last chapter I said Sasuke's sister was ten. But I changed it. She's turning ten in this chapter. Why? Because I felt like it. And if you're wondering what she looks like, imagine a miniature Sohee, she's from the Korean girl band Wonder Girls. Whom I love!
Dog ears actually lean forward or to the side when they're angry. Trust me, I've see my dog to it plenty of times to know when he's angry.
ANYWAYS, I already have it planned out who I'm going to put in the next chapter, but other than that I have no idea who else I'm going to do after that. If I could have people vote and give me any suggestions, that would be awesome.
R & R thanks!