Ever since his talk with the Uchiha brothers, Jiraiya had been nothing but excited, and of course, I was pretty damn excited as well. We'd be rich if the movie did well in the box office, and college debt wouldn't even exist for me.

"I'm celebrating with a few drinks tonight", he says as he sprays himself with a musky, vanilla scented calogne. "I plan to be gone for a few days"

I roll my eyes. "You think I actually expected you to come back the next day?", I ask dryly. "Do you not realize how used to this I am? You don't even have to tell me you'll be gone for a few days. I know that everytime you walk out of the door"

I hadn't realized the harshness of the statement until there was an uncomfortable silence that screamed 'You should've said nothing'.

"Don't do anything illegal", he grumbles before grabbing his car keys and leaving the room.

The door slams shut, and the noise is almost as upsetting as the loneliness of the empty hotel room. As much as I'd grown used to being left behind while my grandfather left to do things he was too ashamed to admit, I disliked the feeling of being alone. Might as well do what I always do. I turned on the television and stared at the screen, barely entertained by the pointless reality tv show. It's going to be a long few days.

There's an eager knock on the door, and my heart jumps a bit in surprise. I wonder who it could be? I lazily get off of the sofa and open the door without much caution. I find myself looking into cold, angry eyes the color of charcoal.

"Do you mind if I have a word with you?"

I bite my lip anxiously before responding. "Sure. Come on it"

Sadly, the room was still a mess, and he shook his head with disapproval. I felt the need to explain why the room was still a catastrophe. "We didn't want to leave the room when room service came at around two...so we told them we didn't need them today"

I expected him to reply, but instead, he acted as if the excuse didn't deserve a response. "I've come to you to discuss your dishonesty"

I give him a confused look. "I don't understand"

I make sure that I'm at least a two feet away from him, and he's looking down on me the way a parent would look down on a naughty child. "You are not eighteen"

My eyes widened and I open my mouth, but shut it quickly. I'm beginning to wonder I thought lying would get me anywhere in the first place.

"And thankfully, I'm a person with some moral standing, and chose not to go on another date with you regardless of you supposedly turning eighteen", he begins. "But you're sixteen, still in high school, and lying to adults to go on dates with them so you can what? Find the man of your dreams?"

I'm so embarrassed, and can't even find any words to say to defend myself. Bringing up the fact that I only did it for money would not improve the situation. It was best that I stayed quiet and took the punches.

"Well the man of your dreams is not twice your age, and you're a fool for believing so", he says coldly. "And if you end up going on a date with the wrong adult he could end up taking advantage of you"

I did nothing but nod my head in agreement, pretending to show some type of connection with the conversation. My head was pounding so furiously that I could barely hear him speaking.

"But the biggest issue of all is that your actions don't have consequences for you, but do have consequences for the person who believes you're of legal age", he says sternly. "Do you seriously not care if someone goes to jail because of you?"

"I do care", I say softly.

"Then date someone your age", he snaps at me. "I'm sure there are tons of sixteen year old boys that would love to be in a relationship with you"

"I'm not gay", I say as if the accusation was seriously offensive.

"I don't care what your sexuality is, just don't lie about your age to people if you're looking for a possible relationship with them", he snaps. "And I don't want you communicating with my brother"

"Why not?"

Not that I actually wanted to keep talking to the creeper, I just wanted to know why I wasn't allowed to talk to him.

"Because I know guys like you", he says accusingly. "And I know guys like my brother"

It only took those few words to make me snap. "You know nothing about me", I say as I raise my voice. "You are the first person I've ever gone on a date with that was older than me. So how can you say that I'm out to get with every guy with a credit card and a full time job?"

Finally, he shuts his mouth and listens to what I have to say. "And congrats on your 'good moral standing', I bet it's the one thing that reminds you that you're not a total asshole", I say harshly. "But don't expect a trophy in your name or a gold ribbon as if rejecting a minor is some type of 'good deed'. It doesn't make you any better than someone who believes age is just a number"

He snorts at me before crossing his arms. "I'm going to act like I didn't hear that since you're just a child and you don't know any better", he begins. "But if you still think what you're doing is right then go off and do it cause I can't stop you...but you better stay away from my brother"

"Or what?", I challenge.

He gives me an icy glare, and I return the cold look. "I doubt you'd like to find out"

With those being his last few words he heads towards the door. My heart tells me I have to say what's on my mind before it's too late and I never get to say it to him face to face.

"So you felt nothing on our first date?", I ask loud enough for him to hear.

He definitely heard me, but instead of answering the question, he turned the door knob and left the room. An act of true cowardliness.

"You're fired"

Not the best words to hear first thing in the morning, but I wasn't very surprised. I hadn't been showing up to work on time the past few days and I'd been slacking off. I guess I never really cared if I kept my job or not. With the amount of money I have, I really don't need to work.

"I will give you your last paycheck this Sunday", he says coldly. "Let this be a lesson that you can't just screw around and expect good results"

I nod my head understandingly before exiting his office. There wasn't a hint of guilt or disappointment on my face and oddly, it gave me some feeling of power. I don't need this shitty job anyways...but the question is...what am I going to do to keep myself occupied for the rest of the summer? Finding a new job that was more enjoyable was definitely an option, but even then, I wouldn't take it as seriously as I should.

As usual, I'm not focused on where I'm going and end up running into someone. I'm annoyed when I recognize the person's face. Here we go again.

"Well lucky me, I finally found you", he says sweetly. "I was looking for you"

"Yeah, yeah, what do you want?", I ask impatiently.

"I want to take you out on a date"

I roll my eyes at the offer. "I think I've had enough of dating", I say impatiently. "And besides, I don't have time to go on dates, I have a job", I lie.

"With all the money you have, you still work?"

The shock in his voice doesn't surprise me.

"Of course. You think I'd just lounge around in my room all day bored out of my mind?"

"To be honest, yes"

I give him an annoyed look before turning away to end the conversation. Iruka walks by me, and I pray that he doesn't mention the job that I no longer have.

"And by the way", Iruka says as he approaches me. "You need to turn in your uniform by tomorrow"

I'm positive that Itachi had heard that sentence, and once again, I'm stuck in an awkward situation.

"I guess you no longer have that job you mentioned", Itachi says with mockery in his voice.

I turn around with an unimpressed look on my face. "Can't you just leave me alone? It's kind of weird to go on a date with the person your brother rejected"

"Not really", he says nonchalantly. "I believe that you are worthy of my affection"

I snort at his ego. "I'm flattered", I say with an eye roll. "But I have no interest in doing anything with you"

Sasuke's warning is ringing loudly in my head. Part of me didn't mind going on a date with Itachi since I had nothing better to do, but the other part of me told me there was a reason Sasuke forbidded me from being near Itachi.

"Are you really going to give up a free trip to a high end spa outside of the city?"

The idea sounded pretty relaxing, and saying "no" didn't sound appealing at the moment. After all, would Sasuke really do anything if he found out I was hanging around his brother? Did it really affect him that much?

"Why me?", I ask suspiciously. "A man like you could have any guy or girl in the world, so why me?"

The question made me sound insecure, but it was hard for me to care. I just wanted an honest answer.

"Because you are unlike any other guy or girl I've encountered", he begins. "You know I'm wealthy, and I know you find me good looking, but you don't chase after me and you're not afraid to give me attitude"

You got that right.

"It's what draws me towards you", he says with what little emotion he had. "It's what makes me wonder...there must be more to you"

The genuineness of his response was shocking, and I could feel heat rising to my cheeks. So he really is into me?

"But you've got to be around thirty", I remind him.

"Thirty one to be exact", he says calmly. "I hope that's not an issue"

"The man of your dreams is not twice your age"

"The age gap isn't a big deal to me", I say softly. "I hate to admit this, but I would like to go on a date with you"

"And you're a fool for believing so"

A victorious smirk creeps onto his face. "And to think I'd have to bribe you with money like last time"

Well he is very good looking...still creepy...but yet...captivating...and in an abnormal way, kind of nice and sincere.

"I'll visit your room tomorrow at two", he says with a smile.

I nod my head, showing that I approved of the time.

"Don't forget", he says before gently caressing his fingertips on the back of my neck and leaving me in the hallway dumbfounded.

I'm going on a date with...Itachi Uchiha. But why am I still thinking of how Sasuke would feel? Why should I care about that jerk's feelings? He rejected me...I should just forget about his stupid duck butt hair and that obnoxiously attractive smirk he gives when he's right...and how toned and muscular his body is...and how he does nice things but struggles to admit it. Damn, meeting a guy like him will poison your mind.

The next day, I made sure to wake up on time. I made sure that my hair was combed to perfection, I made sure that my pants didn't have any holes in them, and I made sure my shirt wasn't wrinkled so when the time came for me to leave, I didn't look a complete mess.

"Lookin' good", I say to the mirror in front of me.

I was wearing a plain light blue button up t-shirt and tan khakis. To add an edginess to my look, I rolled up the sleeves of my shirt to my elbows. Not only did my shirt and pants match, the shoes I wore matched them too. I just hope I'm not over dressed.

There was a knock on the door, and my heart beat started to race. I can't believe I'm doing this. How many dates can I go on until Jiraiya grows suspicious of me or somehow finds out. The thought had never crossed my mind. Ha! Who am I kidding! He's never going to find out if all he does is come home late at night drunk off his ass.

I open the door, and to my surprise, he was wearing casual clothes. Clothes that I had been lounging around in my room all day. Athletic pants and a white wife beater. A basic look someone of his status wouldn't dare to wear outside.

"You look nice", he says with a smirk. "But you do know we are going to a spa, right?"

My face is turning red, and I struggle to find a sassy retort.

"But either way, both of our clothes will be off once we reach the spa"

He had a point, but he didn't have to say it so...seductively. Was he trying to make me uncomfortable?

"You're right", I grumble.

He nods his head and offers me his hand. I stare at it, not knowing what to do.

"Why are you being so hesitant? This is a date, is it not?"

"I mean...I just...I've never held hands with someone before"

It was embarrassing to admit, but it was true. I was so in shock that I didn't react the way I should've.

"Well today's your lucky day", he says with a smile.

I look back down at his pale hand, failing to take my eyes off his long fingers. Slowly, I put my hand in his. As I suspected, his hand was rough and warm. Not to mention, much larger than mine.

"You and I are going to have a lot of fun today"

And at that moment, I knew there was no backing out of whatever I'd gotten myself into. He lifts my hand and kisses it, a gesture that I didn't find to be appropriate in public. Luckily, no one was around to see it.

"W-what the hell!?", I snap at him.

He chuckles before ruffling my hair with his other hand. "Consider that my way of making a promise"

We walk to the parking lot of the hotel, and he pulls out a shiny pair of car keys. I see the lights of his car flash, and my eyes widen when I see the symbol on the back of it. A bright red lamborghini...this is a once in a lifetime chance!

"Whoa!", I yell as I run my hand over the side of the car. "This is awesome!"

"Not my favorite car", he says carelessly. "It's a little too flashy, but it's the fastest car I own and people find it to be impressive"

"This car is...the coolest thing ever!...I'd kill to drive a car like this"

"Hm", he says before opening the car door for me. "Maybe after our date, I'll let you drive it around in the parking lot. How does that sound?"

I couldn't believe my ears. He's going to let me drive this thing?!

"I...I can't take that offer...what if I crash it?"

He shrugs, as if damaging the car wasn't a big issue. "It's not like I can't afford to fix it"

Damn rich people.

"I'm still not sure", I say as I get inside.

The seats were made of shiny black leather, and just being inside made me feel spoiled. How does he turn on the radio?! There are so many buttons! He gets in the car, sticking the key in the ignition carefully. I wonder how many people have actually rode inside this car with him.

When the car starts, everything comes to life. The buttons glow, an upbeat pop song blasts through the stereos, and the entire atmosphere makes me feel like I'm in a spaceship. Everything is so high tech...and the sound quality of the speakers is amazing!

"Nice, isn't it?"

Of course it's nice you rich bastard! Why did you even bother asking!"

"Incredible", I say with the biggest grin I've ever had on my face. "I wanna see it on the road!"

He backs out of the parking lot without effort, and I prepare myself for the best car ride of my life.

"The spa is a little far, so we'll get to go on the highway"

My excitement only increases from those words. "Wanna see how fast this thing can go?"