Everything in my life

by Porcelain.Memories

An ORPHAN child with a dark past,HARUNO SAKURA is acclaimed to be the BEST cold-blooded CIA AGENT and ASASSIN, training under OROCHIMARU. But the price she paid was loneliness and inability to love. That, until she is being entrusted with a crucial MISSION:protect SASUKE and his reputed company from a secret exclusive CRIMINAL organization,while posing as his personal MAID.

13. Nearly exposed - night club imbroglio

CHAPTER 12

The first thing that attracted Sakura`s attention when she got off the taxi was the amount of people present in front of the entrance door. The line was huge! Were all those people trying to enter that club or all the citizens were required to join the army all of sudden?

Some fat disgusting looking men were exiting the said crowded place to smoke or take a breath of fresh air, all of them accessorized with at least two skimpy looking whores hanging on their arms. "Arms? More like sausages…"

She quickly took in their attires: they were basically screaming rich people, all of them dressed in expensive looking clothes.

Although they looked like pings, they were fancy people. Classy suits, branded jeans and shirts, luxury jewelry, Rolex watches, fine expensive drinks, sports car parked all over the street was the perfect picture of rich heirs and billionaire owners of top companies.

The Haruno girl was not new to club life, oh not new at all! When one had friends like Karin and Anko, clubbing came in naturally. The pink dyed Sound agent was basically killing the dance floor every Saturday in Italy, only missing when they were on missions.

It was just like Orochimaru told her, Sasuke was the kind of man to only attend high class parties, that was his lifestyle after all. Now the young lady understood why he didn't take his car.

Ok, so he was careful not to drive after having few drinks. Unlike her red headed friend who had absolutely no problem in driving after flirting with half of the drinks from the bar.

Sakura still had traumas with Karin avoiding garbage cans, stray dogs and of course other cars, because people were backing away from her path, upon seeing such a person driving.

The Sound agent knew she had zero chances of getting in the said fancy looking club dressed like a beggar, the security guards were going to throw her out in an instant if she somehow managed to climb the walls and enter on the windows (she hasn't seen any so far).

What she was about to do was already risky for her cover but she didn't have a choice. She checked the tracking device. A small red beeping dot indicated her boss was in there all right, but the efficacy of the device was running low, because of the time passed since her boss ingested it.

It was not the fact that Sasuke told her to go there, it was his way of talking that didn't sit right with the young agent. She knew how the Uchiha sounded when angry, bored, normal or flirty and his tone was nothing like that.

Of course, it was pretty difficult to sense any inflexibility in his voice giving the high volume of the music and the screaming people, but she had a trained ear for details.

Sakura knew all to well how drunken people talked or sounded, even the dead drunk ones. She was always taking Karin home after their little girl's night outs, and although she was basically talking gibberish, she was still able to be coherent…in a way or another.

But Sasuke sounded neither of it, he managed to tell her to come to the place he was at, but his voice wasn't just of a drunk man, there was another thing that made Sakura worried.

His usually low baritone voice was huskier than normal, slightly hoarse, almost wheezy, like he was having difficulties in breathing normal. In a nutshell, he sounded disoriented and that was not a normal occurrence for a man like her boss.

The Sound agent knew that the Uchiha would not call her from all the people to go there, unless there was a serious problem. She was mentally slapping herself. How could she have been that naïve to think that Sasuke was safe if the suspects were either killed or most likely left the country.

That was a childish mistake that only an amateur would do, not a freaking trained top CIA assassin.

So, there she was, clad in a golden metallic tank top, with a bit of cleavage, revealing her well-endowed chest, an equally metallic black bolero over it, a pair of frayed short jeans that gave a delicious view of her toned legs and her combat black boots to complement the perfect club outfit and make her long milky legs to look even longer.

She used the hair dryer to straighten her hair, enhancing the fancy short bob hairstyle, the electrocuted caniche hair she was sporting usually, forgotten somewhere in her bathroom, at Sasuke`s house.

Sakura didn't bother to use any makeup, that would have been a bother to remove quickly if necessary, but she used a red wild cherries gloss on her full lips. And of course she left the ugly glasses thrown somewhere on the bed. To put it simply, she was a killer.

There were countless good looking women out there, parading in all their whorish glory, eyeing the loaded young and old men, trying to get their attention and all of them wore branded clothing, that were way to short or tight to be considered stylish or sexy, as well as impossibly high heels or platforms, that looked more like clothes irons than shoes.

But compared to Sakura they were laughable. All of them were so skinny that could be used in anatomy classes to teach the high school students the human skeleton, with no natural curves whatsoever.

They were all plastic and silicon, and their chest and butts could have been regarded as the doctoral thesis of the world's famous plastic surgeons.

The Sound agent was 100% natural. She had the body shape of a goddess, with perfect curves, in all the right places, not being vulgar or grotesque. And she had toned muscles, not even a trace of fat on her perfect figure, thanks to the hard training as an agent.

Sakura was a classical beauty, with feminine features and a delicate milky skin that only added to the air of innocence she had. Not even an outfit that would have been considered revealing made her look sluttish and that was the reason she was so outstanding whenever she went.

And that was exactly the reason why the moment men took notice of the pink dyed drop-dead gorgeous lady, their lustful drunk gazes were glued to her. Basically everyone from the male population was trying to undress her with their hungry looks, instantly turned on upon seeing such an unusual beauty.

The pink haired Sound agent knew exactly what she was doing. In all honesty, she felt like a skank, but she had no choice. Sakura knew very well that to enter such an exclusive night club one needed an access pass. And it was not like she was going to pull one from the hat. So the not so pleasant way to enter that damned place was to find a willing dude from the losers populating the area to take her in, on his account.

So she let her glowing emerald orbs wander through the crowd, in search for every available dude. She was no Karin when it came to seduction, but Sakura knew how to bat her eyelashes in the right way and swing her hips in a seductive manner.

She already had the exotic look so hooking up a drunk retard was not going to be brain surgery and judging by how the man were ogling her, the young agent already felt lucky.

Not even 10 minutes later (she waited in line like the other people there, just to appear interested, not that it would have been embarrassing not to, because there were many whores walking in circles wanting to get their ticket inside just like Sakura), some young guy dressed in a black shirt and some white pants (Sakura was eying him suspiciously because at first sight, he looked gay) and a hairstyle that looked painfully alike the broom hair, dyed platinum blonde, approached her without any shame, putting his hand on her small waist, like he was her boyfriend or something and let his eyes roam on her body.

"What is a sexy lady like you doing here alone, waiting in line like some commoner?"

"You have just answered your own dumb question you fucking idiot…I am waiting for a real gentleman to cross my way. I came here to party all night and I feel really lucky tonight."

She dropped her voice two octaves and used what she hoped was a flirty seductive tone, putting a small smile on her luscious lips, slowly blinking at the said man, to attract his attention to her mesmerizing eyes.

And judging by the way he pulled her even closer to his body, Sakura knew he took the bait.

"Then I say your night has just become even luckier. You have the most wanted gentleman right by your side" he leaned his head towards her and whispered at her ear in a low voice "….and some other places if you wanna" and planted a small kiss on her neck.

The Sound agent really prayed to all the Heavens to help her restrain herself from take that dimwit's filthy hand out of her, turn around and punch the living daylights out of his ugly face. Not only he touched her, but the freaking ugly beaver has kissed her! It was so disgusting, like she had a snail glued to her neck. Sakura felt like throwing up.

Not only the specimen was an ugly player, but he considered himself God gift for women, acting like a ridiculous character in a parody movie.

"Hey babe, stop being so tensed, the night has only began. How about we loosen up with some drinks, hm?"

Without wasting anymore time, the rich man pulled Sakura out of the line, walking straight to the entrance, feeling proud of his catch. Nevertheless, he got an ego boost upon seeing the hateful stares he got from the other possible candidates, being accompanied by a stunning looking woman, far superior to the other sluts.

Meanwhile, Sakura was having troubles in containing her anger. She never realized until then just how difficult was it for her read headed friend to pull out such missions.

No wonder the poor girl was always drunk after accomplishing her tasks, drinking until she couldn't walk straight, crying her eyes out and cursing the stupid perverted corrupt men to the hell and back.

She looked at the man that was becoming a little to familiar to her body (he attempted to shove his hand under her top to feel her skin, but she stopped him with a not so gentle grip) studying him better. He was not exactly ugly, not to fat but not really fit either. He was just a little bit taller than her and was walking in a funny way. Sakura noticed he was nothing like Sasuke.

Her boss was a way finer man than those clowns dressed in the most extravagant clothes, in a vain attempt to hide their limited condition.

The raven haired Uchiha was more subtle when addressing someone, his every move was tough-minded and nothing he did was coincidental or random, not even his flirting.

Not to mention he had a gentleness in the way he talk or moved, perfectly blending with his masculinity. He was never going to use cheap language and unintelligent lines to lure a lady.

The Sound agent was even more disgusted, she couldn't wait until she entered the club and lost the man that was holding her too close for her liking. He had zero charms or chemistry.

As soon as the pair arrived to the doors, the rich young man pulled out his access pass and shown it to the bulky security guard, that was eying them suspiciously. He took a hold of the pass, studied it intently (Sakura was mentally wondering if he even knew how to read), then gave it back to Tin Woodman with a small nod and let them pass.

"See? When you are with the right man, every door is an opened one." She told the shocked looked pink haired woman he was holding like he was afraid to lose her any moment, adding a stupid looking smirk on his already funny looking face, attempting to look sexy. Now the man was a philosopher. He must have learned those kind of replies from the internet.

"Was that a smirk…pffff…Sasuke doesn't have competition in this department…Yes, lucky me, hehe…"

Sakura gave him what she realized was the most pathetic excuse of a smile, hoping to sound polite. Inside, she was counting her chances to stab him with a needle without attracting any attention.

Nonetheless, the dude seemed pleased because he threw another attempt of a smirk and took her inside.

Once they got there, Sakura could have sworn she wasn't going to hear normally ever again. The music was so loud, that the young woman felt like someone has implanted a stereo in her vestibulocochlear nerve. She wondered how in the world were people able to communicate in there.

The place was huge and packed. There were so many people that made the young agent wonder just how in the world were the walls still standing. She and her "escort" were somewhere at what looked like the first floor, where a large bar and many glass tables were placed, loaded with people of all ages, drinking expensive looking liquor and fancy exotic cocktails.

There were people dancing everywhere one could have think of: on the huge dance acid stained concrete red dance floor, in the big cages hanging on the walls, even on the tables.

There was really dark inside, the only source of light being the lasers show, in all possible colors and the huge disco ball, creating an effect of metallic stars and dots on the walls. Sakura spotted the DJ mixing new hits, driving the audience crazy.

Men and women were dancing like they were possessed, hands thrown in the air, swinging their hips on the loud beat, looking wild and carefree, grinding their sweaty bodies together, driven by their obvious euphoric state and arousal.

They were basically making out in all the available places, not bothered by who might see them, some of them trying to be more discreet, hiding in the corners or lying on the sofas, the others basically going at it on the chairs or tables.

To put it simply, it was a big orgy. "My god, I have to bring Karin here one day, she is going to love this shit…"

Sakura was trying her best to keep her emerald orbs straight, in order to avoid watching the uninhibited men and lascivious women around, sucking faces and feeling each other, which proved to be an impossible task since almost everyone was doing the same thing.

"I am going to murder the moronic excuse of a raven haired man as long as I cast my eyes on his drunken ass for calling me here, just wait until I put my hands on him….whatta"

The Sound agent felt a hand on her bottom, belonging to the man she came in with, massaging slowly and trying to make its way down to her more private parts, as well as a pair of disgusting lips on the shell of her ear, trying to whisper something she couldn't hear.

Sakura didn't have time to play hard to get with the creepy rich boy, nor to waste it on the porn show in front of her, so without wasting anymore time, she pushed the offending hand off her body, leaned her head to the said man's ear and told him something about going to the bathroom first, than meeting him in a moment, and without waiting to see his reaction, sprinted in the opposite direction, swimming through the overdose of people, to the stairs.

She was not a tactician like the Nara boy, but the maid knew her boss was probably not a fan of dancing, so he was either at the bar, working intense on his hobby, or in the sofas and chairs more secluded area.

Sakura had a feeling Sasuke didn't like to show off his skills in pleasuring the opposite sex, so he was probably hiding somewhere far from the most crowded part of the club.

She didn't have the GPS signal of him anymore, because the effect of the nano device was over, so she had to search for him by herself.

The Sound agent attempted to call him and even sent a message from the phone he gave her, but to no avail and the signal strength was really low to begin with. She only had full signal on her own smartphone, but that was beside the point. She sighted heavily. That was going to take some time.

When Sasuke met Suigetsu in front of the said night club, they didn't even greet each other, but stormed straight to the entrance (it was not like the Uchiha heir was going to stand in line or god forbids waiting his turn-he was an Uchiha, they waited for nobody), not even showing their access pass, because as soon as the young raven haired heir throw a heated glance at the big fat security guard, the said man looked like he wanted to make a run for it, immediately recognizing the owner of the hateful look, opening the doors for him and his friend to enter.

Suigetsu was amused to the max every time his friend was acting like that. In his opinion, it was first class comedy. Also, hearing the really elaborate curses thrown at them from the other rich idiots that were waiting their turn to get in was worth all the money.

Suigetsu really thought he was going to die when a fat bald dude, with a long thick cigar (was he trying to compensate for something or what?), surrounded by a small crowd of other hideous looking equally bald pugs and their trashy streetwalkers screamed at Sasuke (he probably didn't see who he was addressing to) in what Suigetsu recognized as French.

But he wasn't sure, because the fellow was already drunk to begin with (who it the world went to a club already shitfaced, that was sacrilege in the fish looking man`s opinion), some things he didn't understand (Suigetsu failed his French exams in high school even more times than Naruto and his math).

He managed to create a commotion, successfully attracting the attention of the other people around (where the hell were all of those monkeys going to fit, was always a mystery to the pale boy), by waiving his fist in the air, while his huge golden bracelets were crashing with one another, sounding like someone hit the garbage cans with the car.

Also, he was muttering what were probably obscenities (no one thought he was complimenting the two young heirs), brooding and fuming, making the scene even more ridiculous, and when his followers joined the chorus, Suigetsu already had tears in his eyes. It was fucking priceless.

Meanwhile, his friend Sasuke was not in the slightest bothered by the scene behind him. He didn't even turn around to look in their general direction, probably not considering them worth the effort. Some people that were in the front of the line recognized the Uchiha heir (duh, who didn't?!) and watched just the show with the same enthusiasm as Suigetsu, their curious eyes looking between the raven haired man and the screaming French morons.

Well, the other men were doing so, because the female population was busy ogling Sasuke, looking like they were having standing orgasms (Suigetsu could have sworn some of them really had) upon letting their hungry eyes roam on his figure.

Many of them were eying Suigetsu as well, he was a hot guy himself, not as stunning as his brooding friend, but not far either. And he spotted some red headed chicks that passed his standards, already in flirty mode.

But just as they attempted to enter the night club, the persistent screaming rich man took some steps towards them, looking even more like an idiot, still bashing them in that intelligible language (he spoke more gibberish than French), probably attempting to be intimidating.

Suigetsu, who was laughing his head out loud along with some other people from the "audience" who probably understood French, or were just amused by the show the guys were putting up, knew what was about to come, so looked expectantly in Sasuke`s eyes, raising his eyebrow, silently asking him if he was going to take their shit, on snap.

With the most serene attitude anyone could have muster and his both hands shoved in his pockets, the Uchiha turned his head over his shoulder, threw the loud assembly a dark glance that looked like he was going to cover them in black flames and addressed them in his usual low husky voice, with a sinister hint in it, echoing through the street, in a fluent French, successfully silencing everyone, the daring fat man included:

"I had enough time to ignore a commoner like you the first time you opened you annoying mouth, so I suggest you stop throwing earsplitting decibels in my direction, unless… you have what it takes to prove yourself worth of my time."

Then, without even wait for a sort of reaction, he turned his head abruptly and entered the club.

"Stop fucking laughing already Suigetsu, you are more disturbing than Moby Dick and his friends."

The said man was having cramps already, tears in his eyes. When you were a young heir, those kind of occurrences were one of the fewest form of true entertainment and his stoic friend was always in the middle of some sort of altercation. Suigetsu was still watching with Naruto the video from the last Ball. He had three copies at home, it was worth more than gold.

And he was in hysterics when Sasuke told him exactly what those idiots were shouting, as well as his reply. All the way from the entrance to the bar (they came there with a purpose and it was obviously not showing up their artistry in dancing), Suigetsu was having difficulties in keeping his cool.

At least Sasuke wasn't able to hear him because the music hit him full force, successfully making him go deaf.

They managed to arrive to the bar with much difficulty, due to the amount of imbeciles populating the place, after pushing and shoving drunkards out of their way…and bold hands belonging to lewd women that were basically throwing themselves at the two young heirs, trying to attract their attention to their almost naked bodies.

Not that they cared, the lascivious women could wait, booze came first. They were going to have their fair share of willing ladies later. As soon as they finally got to the much craved place, Sasuke and Suigetsu found two available stools and sit.

Well…not quite available, because one of the stools was supporting some inebriated questionable looking skinny guy (he was dressed completely in pink leather), that looked dead, with his body leaking from the chair and his head on the bar, so Suigetsu like the helpful and polite guy he was, grabbed the collar of his shirt and throw him in the crowd, hitting a couple that was engaged in a heavy petting session, resulting in three people hitting the floor, in a very suggestive manner.

Suigetsu was mentally congratulating himself for his undying generosity and took a sit on the said chair, his friend Sasuke doing the same on the other. The shark looking boy was having so much fun and they weren't even there for 15 minutes. He looked at the Uchiha smirking.

The said raven haired boy looked pissed off in the other direction. He was waiting for the barman to finish flaunting his flair bartending skills and serve them that goddamn drinks.

Sasuke watched at the annoying fellow manipulating flaming liquors like a clown in what he thought was an entertaining manner. He wanted to laugh, the loser only wanted to attract the surrounding hooker's consideration.

Not that one needed to bother with that one, because in the world of luxury and money, the only women one could have found were the brainless monkeys, in search for a rich catch to cover them in gold and give them a social status, not ashamed to use their bodies as a price, in any way possible.

Real ladies like the Hyuga`s cousin Hinata were a rarity among them. You will not see such an educated and elegant girl, flashing her treasures in front of the hungry stares, in such a deprived place, looking for a good time.

When the said bartender finished looking ridiculous, he came to the expecting guys, asking them what they would like to have and even suggesting them his specialty (some fruity cocktails with what looked like glitter and bubbles). Suigetsu started to laugh…not that he actually stopped to begin with.

He was the kind of man to drink everything that contained alcohol and was expensive, as long as it was going to get him drunk, but his imagination was not that rich to picture the aloof Uchiha taste a beverage that looked like witches` concoctions (were those shit slightly flaming or was it lasers effect? Suigetsu was not too sure).

Both Suigetsu and Sasuke had a round of twelve shots, which resulted in a really drunk Suigetsu and a tipsy Uchiha, neither of them giving a damn about it.

Sasuke was already pouring himself whiskey, while his alcoholic drinking partner was taking large gulps of Brandy from the bottle, not even bothering with a glass.

Who cared anyways, everyone there had their own matters to attend, also when one had money who gave a damn about how the others saw them, but the young Uchiha still had his minimum of manners. He was not going to give the bottle a blow job like his unmannered so called friend, that was the parading hoes` dream job.

"Duuuude…how about you stop sinking in misery and tell Guru-Suigetsu what chick broke your balls this time, heh?" Suigetsu was not the one to hold his liquor well, in fact he was the first one to get shitfaced, but the man still continued to drink until he couldn't make the difference between the bottle and his own hand.

Sasuke witnessed him sucking his finger and asking the others where the Tequila was, because he already had the lime and salt. And of course, a drunk retard was even more annoying and talkative than necessary.

"Hn…" The Uchiha was not going to give the said man any attention, so he was ignoring him with talent, working on his…was that his 20th glass?

He couldn't give a damn about that. Plus, the too loud music was make it impossible for him to understand what that idiot of his friend trying to say. He looked like an old hag whining about her arthritis.

But Suigetsu was a persistent one, especially when it came to people he loved to annoy and the raven haired man was his number one target. The way he always looked like he constantly had a stick up his ass was too priceless.

He leaned in and hit Sasuke`s back in what looked like a friendly manner, putting a little too much force in it, almost making the young Uchiha spit his drink on the bartender (Suigetsu almost wanted that to happen, another episode like the one outside would have been more than welcomed).

The said man thrown him a hateful glance, almost daring him to do it once again. Suigetsu didn't move an inch, he was already immune to his friend's scary faces. But no one was going to ignore the Hozuki heir in that lifetime.

"Look…I know you too well…unfortunately. It is not like you to do things without a reason."

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Are you trying to make the bar go bankrupt or are you just challenging some twisted world record?" Suigetsu was pointing his pinky at the empty bottle of whiskey and the amount of shots.

And Sasuke has just ordered another bottle of William Larue Weller Bourbon. The shark looking boy has never understood how in the world was his sulking friend able to keep his cool demeanor while drinking like a sailor.

"Hn…who are you, my mother? I thought you finally grew a dick Suigetsu." The raven haired man took the bottle, filled in his glass and emptied the content at once, repeating the same action.

Suigetsu was eying him suspiciously. He was never a good listener nor did he have the patience to play the psychologist, it was not his style. The Hozuki heir always thought that when people suffered from soul damage or heartbreaks or shit like that, they should see a priest, not bother other people.

That was the reason why he was friends with the Uchiha. You would never catch the raven man asking for help or complaining and that was a trait Suigetsu silently appreciated. He was strong and he was not afraid to show it.

Among the three of them, their blonde idiot friend was the one always attentive to their moods and feelings, taking the lead to scold them or listen to whatever problem they could have. When the three of them were together, Suigetsu felt like they were doing group therapy.

Naruto was not the one to give up or take "fuck off" for an answer. He was pestering them until they couldn't take it anymore and tell him what he needed to know. The Uzumaki was worse than a woman and had a big mouth to add to the fun.

Nevertheless, deep inside, Suigetsu was not a hypocrite to say that he didn't care about his friends. They bonded in high school and were inseparable ever since, despite the fact that Naruto has been more on the roads (just what in the hell was he doing anyways?) than home.

"Heh…so I am right. It is about a woman after all. I must say…she must be one in a million to get you so worked up." The purple eyed young man took a sip from his own drink (he couldn't even remember what was he drinking, it could have been

Sasuke took a peek at the people around. He spotted some (lot of) hot chicks eying him and giving him a generous view of what they had to offer, by bending their bodies on the bar, crossing their legs and taking sips of their own drinks in a seductive way.

"…more like…a million lies …."

A particularly good looking brunette has piqued the dark eyed man's interest. He gave her a small smirk and tilted his head in her direction in an alluring way, silently inviting her to approach him.

The said female got the message quickly (she looked almost desperate, judging by her quick reaction), because she got off the chair, smoothed her conic black mini skirt, took her own glass and headed his way, along with another equally sexy red headed woman, probably her friend.

Sasuke mentally laughed at this. Suigetsu so owned him for setting him up almost all the times.

Suigetsu tried hard to focus on the man beside him, failing miserably. There was freaking dark in there, with an amount of stupid purple lasers and fogs irritating his eyes, making it impossible to distinguish something, and adding it to the many drinks he had, the said man was certain he wouldn't be able to walk of the club on his own feet.

The young Hozuki had some experiences with him waking up in an empty club in the morning. Apparently his bastards of so called good friends were finding it funny to forget him in there.

And the Uchiha was already in mopey bitch mode, making Suigetsu want to both strangle him and laugh at his tipsy face. Seriously, he found the way his intoxicated friend was trying to act like he wasn't buzzed too epic. He entertained the idea to take his phone and record it.

"…What? Do you feel poetic all of sudden? Dude you should stop drowning in alcohol, your brain is screaming for a lifebelt."

Suigetsu never had any idea of what his friend was talking about, he was always using half words or illogic sentences, from that point of view, he was like his brother Itachi.

Sasuke was eying the already empty bottle intently, like he was trying to memorize its pattern. "Go nag some other people Suigetsu, I have more important stuff to do than listening to your shit."

"Yeaaah…I can see that." Suigetsu took a hold of his friend's glass and drank the remaining content, slamming it on the hard wooden surface. Were there small spiders moving on the bar? Suigetsu felt his mind going numb.

He was drunk as hell and he knew it. "So…just for the record…who is the lucky lady? An international model? An actress? A singer? Please don't tell me is another designer, I cannot stand any creepy skank criticizing my Sponge Bob T-Shirts."

Sasuke felt his head starting to spin. He could drink really much without getting shitfaced, but for some reason he wasn't holding it really well that night. And Suigetsu was still talking to him. Why the hell did he cared about what was bothering him?

Oh yeah, they were friends. And friends tell each other things. Men especially. Because real men were talking about teary romantic stuff and women were lifting weights. Their society was a normal one.

He turned his eyes in his shitfaced friend's direction. The moterfucker stole the last drop of the much needed bourbon.

God he was that drunk already. Sasuke really hoped the inebriated shark men didn't take his car, or the trip to his home was really going to be the "highway to hell".

"Why do you care anyways? Mind your goddamn business, last time I checked we weren't married."

"I don't care, but seeing the mighty Uchiha Sasuke crying over women is the funniest shit ever. And God forbids no, I wouldn't marry you even if you grow a pair of D-cup boobs, a vagina and red hair."

"Are you that much of an idiot, or are you trying extra hard today? Do I look like crying to you or did the alcohol drown the only existing neuron in that thick head of yours?"

"PFFF…Bwhahahahaha…You have denial written all over your ugly grieving face."

"…yeah…you are really an idiot. I don't know why I even bother with you guys…"

"Because you love us duh…"

"Stop saying that, you sound more gay than Hyuga when talks about split ends."

"Fuck Sasuke don't give me more mental images or else all the drinks I had so far are a waste of time."

"Hn…when it comes to you Suigetsu, even breathing is a waste of time, so why don't you make yourself useful and stop wasting oxygen?"

"See? You are trying to escape my question. Denial my friend, denial…"

"…is my maid…"

Now Suigetsu really blame it on the number of glasses he had. Did he hear Sasuke telling something about a maid?

",,,Whhoooo…man…wha….what?! Maid? What the fuck? Since when did YOU get a maid?"

"….since the day before…"

And Suigetsu started to laugh. Like an anime character. With tears and opened mouth and head thrown on his back, a hand on his stomach, the other glued to the bar for balance. Forget the other events, that was the most epic thing he ever heard.

"HAHAAHAHAHA…dude….HAHAHAHAHAHA…for a moment I thought you said I got laid….but you actually said a maid instead…BWHAHAH….you from all the people…HAHAHAHA…are you sulking about a woman…that is the maid you met…3 days ago…BWHAHAHAHAHAHA."

"….I am not sulking over her, are you fucking crazy?"

"….HHAHAHA…Then why is she working as your maid if she is that great?"

Now that threw Sasuke off. Sine when did Suigetsu miraculously grew a brain? Or you could have bought it online as well (seriously, people sold everything on the internet)? It was an obvious question that surprisingly didn't cross his mind. Indeed…

Sasuke knew she was much more than a commoner…then why? Why was he still treating like something she was not?

Even their boss-employer relationship was atypical. No one would see a rich heir and his servant insulting each other using subtle hints and smart retorts. That was a movie scenario, not a real life occurrence.

Maybe because it was convenient for both of them, a mutual routine to please both parties and give them the possibility to openly communicate, without strings attached. Sasuke had no problem in admitting that Sakura was the first woman to intrigue him that much and determine him to go deeper in search for her inner.

She working for him has established some kind of limits between them and that was probably why did they basically overlook the fact that everything that was connecting them was based on a lie.

"Who said she is great? She is more…much more…"

"Are you telling me she is not?"

"I am telling you to shut up."

"Ok I understand, so you find her great…maybe more than this, because you are not confirming it, but you are not denying it either. But answer me this: what is making her that special? What is the thing that makes you remember her?"

The Hozuki heir saw Sasuke with all kinds of women, in all the situations possible. Back in high school when they shared an apartment with only two rooms and throw the wildest parties, with all the cheerleading and dancing teams, made of willing sluts that called themselves artists, one can never get too much privacy.

Suigetsu never imagined a woman could be taken in that positions outside the porn movies, before meeting the young Uchiha.

Apparently he wasn't lacking imagination in that department. Not even him was that crazy and Uzumaki was out of question, because he was still a virgin and it was funny as hell watching him hid under his Superman bed covers.

But never in his life did Suigetsu picture his douchebag of a friend in love with a poor commoner woman, that was his maid nevertheless. Sasuke loathed people around him, that was the reason he was living alone, with people doing his errands only once or twice a week.

Why in the freaking hell did he hire a maid was beyond Suigetsu`s drunk level of understanding. And not only hired it, but the woman had him under her skin already.

The young Hozuki became quite curious. Just what kind of woman could make a man like Sasuke be thinking about her so intense? Certainly not an ordinary one, everyone knew the young Uchiha could have had (and he did) any stunning looking high class woman he wanted at his feet.

So, the shitfaced shark man reached one brilliant conclusion (apparently, he was smarter drunk then sober): that woman was superior to the others in both intellect and beauty.

Suigetsu closed his eyes and gave the man beside him a smirk, slightly biting the lower lip with his canine. "The pauper and the prince. I wonder how far will you be able to get this time…Sasuke. But then again, you have always been full of surprises…even now. I am curious."

Suigetsu drifted his attention to some other interesting things, meaning the two hot women approaching them like two hungry lionesses. He turned his body in their direction, smiling widely. Like he could give a fuck about what Uchiha was sulking at after all. Sasuke had the most boring life in his opinion. That man could only have two kinds of problems: women or company. If it would have been some serious stuff, he wouldn't have been in here drinking his mind, but stuck in his office trying to figure out a solution.

Sasuke was contemplating the idea of having another glass (he knew he was at his limit already, but somehow Suigetsu`s question made him overanalyze things), when he felt a warm body pressed on his side, a pair of soft lips attached to his jaw and a hand on his thigh going up and down in a seductive way. He turned his hand looking at the owner and gave a small smirk. "She is a bold one…"

The young Uchiha snuck a hand around the sexy brunette's slim waist and brought her on his lap, with her ass resting on his groin, trapping her between his body and the edge of the bar. She let her head rest on his shoulder, titling it slightly to look at his handsome profile, smiling sexily at the sight that welcomed her.

That was one gorgeous looking man indeed. Without any further notice, she put a hand on the back of his neck and forced his head down, kissing him with much fervor, moaning loudly at the feeling of his soft wet lips on her own.

And the sensation intensified tenfold when the said raven haired male reciprocated her movements, forcing his hot tongue on her mouth and palming one of her breast with his available hand, massaging slowly, but firmly.

In his mind, Sasuke had no idea why he was kissing her back, she was just another woman out of many, with the sole purpose of serving as an entertainment. When looking closely, she was not even that beautiful and her body didn't feel that soft and alluring as he thought.

Silently, he was trying to erase the picture of her maid's tempting full lips that have been so close to his reach in his office, from his mind. Apparently, the alcohol was not doing wonders like others said.

On the other side, Suigetsu was watching the heated pair with disbelief. His horny friend didn't even wait to reach a corner or the bathroom or something, he went for it right there and then, without giving a fuck. He knew exactly what his intoxicated partner was trying to do. "Stupid asshole….like we need a drama queen in our troubled gang besides Naruto…"

Oh well, he wasn't one to complain by the disturbing scene, because he had one stunning natural red headed woman on his own lap, facing him, with her delicate hands around his neck and her legs as wide opened as it could go, considering the tight dress she wore, trying to be as close to him as possible.

Suigetsu was busy letting trail of kisses on her neck, biting and sucking the soft skin, while she was moaning and rotating her hips, successfully turning him on.

The young Hozuki attempted to stand and take the woman somewhere in a more secluded part (probably the sofas, the bathroom was for old fashioned emo pussies like his friend Sasuke) and finish their job there, when his brooding friend beat him to it(probably the fact that he was not that drunk helped as well), taking the hoe that was clinging to him like a leech (she probably couldn't wait to suck him) with him, but not after he leaned and whispered to Suigetsu the words that almost made him fall of the small stool, if not for the woman on his lap.

"…Just to keep your undying curiosity entertained Suigetsu…I cannot stop thinking about her exquisite rosy lips." And he disappeared in the crowd, leaving his purple eyed friend wondering if he was kidnapped by Tinker Bell and her friends and brainwashed.

Sasuke freaking Uchiha, the most wanted businessman on Earth was thinking about a woman's lips (Suigetsu was tempted to ask what lips but he was too drunk to care at that time). God the world was going to an end, he was sure of it.

Oh well, now that he made sure his dark eyed friend was going to be kind of busy for an hour or two, Suigetsu returned his attention to the girl that slipped a hand on his pants, taking a hold of his already hard shaft, rubbing it intently (Suigetsu hasn't even realized what she was doing, probably because of his inebriated state and his shock upon hearing what Sasuke said).

Well, not that he was going to complain, that chick knew what she was doing. He took a hold of his full glass, while letting the woman work magic on him, not being aware of the fact that the glass was empty before the said woman approached him…

As soon as Sasuke has found an available toilet (he was not going to be a dumb idiot like Suigetsu and do it in places he thought were secure-seriously, who the hell did it on sofas, beside old hags and single moms with dildos-the paparazzi were basically hunting them down to get a compromising picture and sell it for a ridiculous amount of money to the local newspapers), he kicked the door open, not caring if he hit someone that could have been inside on the process, backed the woman against the wall with a loud thud, pulled her skirt up to her waist and grabbed her buttocks roughly, successfully lifting her up, with her legs around his waist.

3 days…

He slammed his mouth on hers in a bruising kiss, biting the lower lip until it bleed and forcing his hot tongue inside, fighting the said brunette for dominance. She took a fist of his raven locks, pulling his head even closer.

A little firecracker…

Sasuke slipped a hand under her silky blouse, feeling up her firm breast. The skin was not that milky and supple after all. He rubbed the already hardened nipple gently with his thumb, making the woman moan loudly and arch her back into his touch, in need for more. She was just an empty shell, a mirage of fulfillment. No other feeling or charms.

She is interesting to follow…

The Uchiha left her swollen lips, trailing his tongue down her neck and sucking on her pulse. There was no taste of honey and sugar, it never was. He was not doing it for his mind, he was doing it for his body.

He planted ravenous kisses on her shoulder, his expert hands massaging her breast intently, making the said woman tremble in his arms, moaning louder and louder. His head was spinning and his dark eyes were burning vivid images of his mind. Another woman.

She is different…

The raven haired man pulled down her blouse and unclasped her dark red lace bra, throwing it behind him without caring where it landed. \Such a sinful color…\He took the erect bud on his mouth, suckling and licking the soft skin, trying in vain to erase the memories that shouldn't have belonged to him. \I am living someone else's life.\That was wrong, he knew it. It was not enough. He wanted something else.

She is superior in perceiving the hidden nature of things…

Something was falling from the sky. His heart beat was erratic and it was not because of the stranger in his arms. \She can't give me what I wish for…\ Rosy soft cherry blossom petals were dancing in the air like soft feathers, caressed by the wind. The woman he was pleasuring didn't even know his name.

She wants to know my past…

Was it possible to separate your soul from your body? That was how Sasuke felt at the moment. Would his spirit be able to grow wings and rise, or would he burn to ashes in the depths of his troubled conscience, along with the decadent world that was swallowing him.

She doesn't belong to my world…

The woman that was clinging to him was playing with the hem of his black T-Shirt, rolling it up slowly in what thought was arousing and sensuous, feeling his hard muscles with the palm of her hands.

He could feel another level of energy running through his veins and his heart was pounding painfully in his chest, like a broken clock.

She knows how to take care of me…

He was drunk, but not from the alcohol. He tasted the blasting music with the tip of his tongue and it left a bitter taste in his mouth.

\The world I live in feels awful\. She proceeded to take off the dark piece of clothing he was wearing, desperate to feel his skin on her burning one. He helped her undress him, discarding the useless item on the floor. \Why am I hiding for, I am just like them…\

She tries to show me another way…

His moist lips were leaving trails of saliva on her collar bones, then down to the valley of her full breasts, occasionally brushing the tip of her nipples, circling slowly around and taking long tantalizing licks, driving her crazy with need, while the ecstatic female was rocking her hips wildly, grinding their bodies together in a desperate manner.

\Stop touching me…\What she wanted from him was only physical, driven by hedonic cravings, not giving a damn if it was him or another pretty face. \I am living the fantasy of another you…\

She has self-restraint…

The Uchiha was feeling disoriented, he couldn't even take in his surroundings, like his mind was not seeing what his eyes were envisioning. What was happening? The walls looked like they were exhaling black smoke like angry blast furnaces, enveloping him. He could feel his blood boiling, like wanting to melt his veins and leak from his body.

The girl he was satisfying was digging her nails into the silky alabaster skin, leaving red scratch marks on his torso. \My world is crumbling\ Sasuke slipped his free hand on her thong, getting the idea of how expectant the woman was for him to take her.

She is not that easy to get…

She put her mouth on his ear, almost screaming the words in an agonizing manner. "C`mon, no need to be gentle, I want this rough!" The salacious noises coming from her mouth were echoing throw the space. The dark eyed Uchiha was not that turned on by her indecent request, he was not even acknowledging her anymore.

The sensations he had were beyond normal human perception. He felt lightheaded, his senses more accurate than ever, he felt the ground melting under his feet soles, like he was walking on lava. \The devil is singing and I am dancing on his rhythm.\

She is gentle and her porcelain skin looks like a newborn's…

Sasuke felt a hand on his abs moving up and down, like trying to encourage him to go further, then a palm sliding south, trying to get into his pants to feel him up.

He crushed his lips to hers for the millionth time in a rough French kiss, letting her go on with what she was doing, without feeling the same pleasure as before.

\Did I ever feel real pleasure?\ He looked at the woman that was glued to him, never once closing his eyes and observed, for the first time that night, just how ugly her beauty really was and how many flaws her fake appearance of perfection were hiding behind the amount of makeup and foundation. \Sex and alcohol are not the answer\

He considered his maid to be ugly looking, but was that the embodiment of beauty to look for, or was what the artificial world created by money was forcefully throwing at him, determining him to accept it like all the others? \She is not a rich model or actress\

Everything is a matter of perception, she taught me this…

Out of nowhere, the young heir started to hear another voice in the back of his psyche, acting like his blemished conscience. But he was not grasping it through his hearing, but his every pore. What a weird sensation that was. \I am nothing like them\

/Prove it, stop her./

\No, I need this.\ She was palming him through his boxers, while his expert digits were droving her insane, doing wonders, getting her even more aroused.

/You don't. Deep inside, you know it as well./

\This is the world I live in\ The images wore more vivid than ever, he was feeling past events coming like a storm to haunt him. Sasuke was panicking, he knew what he was feeling.

Her deep insight and pure soul are beautiful…

The lucidity and the amount of involuntary experiences were hitting him like a hurricane, throwing him in the mist of dancing lights and glitter objects. He felt that way before.

/Stop living an illusion/

\The nightmares are real\ Sasuke became wild, his movements not gentle in the slightest, like an untamed beast that wanted to go out and feed from the other livings` souls.

/You are the prisoner of your own monsters/

\I don't know another way\ Apparently, that turned the woman he almost forgot he was torturing from denying her release on even more, because she was trashing uncontrollably, her own movements becoming uneven and almost…annoying.

/Let her teach you/

She is a stranger, she hides her past…

/But she is not hiding her heart/

\She doesn't know the real me\ His head started to throb, like million needles were pinned in his skull, mixing his thoughts.

/Then let her in/

"…let her in…" he murmured softly, in a tired manner. He was full of exploding energy, but his mind was tired searching for something he never had.

/You can have everything you want in your life/

"…hmm...yes…I will let you in!" The dark dyed call girl felt her body turn into jelly, from the young handsome man's touches. She had no idea he was that good.

"…what?" The young Uchiha felt like he was going insane. He had to get out fast, he couldn't take the mix of noises and images any longer. The raven haired man focused on the woman that was begging him to take her right there and then. For the second time in his life, he felt disgusted of himself. Or was the alcohol speaking?

"Ah…I want you inside me…now!" A firm hand grabbed her smaller one, stopping her ministrations, shoving it away from his body like she burned him.

/Stop lying to yourself/

"But I do not want it to be you." \I want to know her better\ Sasuke pushed the promiscuous woman off him, letting her fall right on her butt, with a shocked expression on her worn out face, took his T-Shirt, dressed up and without any more words, bolted out of the said toilet and exited the bathroom, almost tripping on a couple that found it very convenient to engage in a heated make out session right on the hard floor tile, acting like human brooms to clean the hard surface.

/You want to know the taste of her/

\I cannot stop thinking about her rosy lips\

As soon as he was out of the bathroom, the Uchiha went straight to one of the available sofas and let his body hit the soft material, his head thrown backwards, an arm on his eyes. How did that happen? In his intoxicated state, it was difficult to make the easy connections.

/You need her and she needs you as well/

The intensified sensations alerted him of the danger. With much difficulty, he took out his phone and dialed the only number that plagued his mind to the point he thought he was going to lose it for real.

He put the device on his ear, the loud music making his bones feel like cracking. He heard it ringing once, twice. Damn the mushrooms and the giant pansies growing in front of him. "This shit is worse than I remember". A soft voice answered the phone.

\Sakura\

Sakura thought she was going to go crazy. "This is ridiculous, just where in the world is that idiot, I have looked for him everywhere!" For half an hour she searched for her boss intently, but to no avail. The place was huge and people were in constant moving, so it was difficult to memorize faces and the places.

And she was getting worried as the time passed. What if something bad really happened and her boss was in real danger? It was impossible to find someone in that craziness, it was too dark, there was fog everywhere and lasers, making her go blind, her eyes red and stingy and there were too many people and places to look at.

Not to mention the amount of losers that tried to flirt with her and hook her up. She could feel hands groping her and touching her in choice places, every time she passed through a more crowded area, like the dancing floor or around the bar.

At first, the Sound agent really thought she was going to snap and break their filthy hands, but then she realized she had a better option…and a more entertaining one.

So, Sakura unzipped her healthy back bag and pulled out the huge Teflon frying pan she took from Sasuke`s kitchen, prepared especially to punch the living daylights out of the Uchiha`s perverted intoxicated skull when she found him (no, she wasn't joking with that one).

The scene of a stunning looking young woman, swimming in a sea of inebriated horny people, that tried to molest her, hitting their hands and sometimes heads (there was this particularly species of oxen that were a little bit too heated and tried to steal naughty kisses from her among the men, by pushing their empty heads her way) with a big pan, in a luxury club from Shibuya Tokyo was definitely not normal occurrence.

"This is fun, oh, here comes a big one" SLAP! The said hand retreated like a snake feeling fire. "It feels like I am playing Whac-A-Mole! I have to say Karin about this, we are going to make it popular in the clubs".

There were some more sober livings that saw the scene and were watching in horror the little female modern warrior sharing justice in every direction, like an angry housewife.

Others were laughing like crazy, amused to the max. Maybe it was part of the entertainment program. Sakura was slightly surprised by the fact that no security came to stop her. Well, she was aware that nothing could have stopped her, because she was basically radiating anger from every fiber.

The young agent stopped for a moment, thinking intently, while rubbing her back with the plastic pan's handle. That skimpy top's cheap material was getting itchy.

"That's it. I feel like running in circles. If I wanna find that bastard, I have to think like a total manwhore. So…if I was a hormonal bitch in need for a quickie, where would I take the willing whore to?"

A really fat, short man that had difficulties in standing on his feet because of the amount of fat on his body, came from Sakura`s behind, trying to take her by surprise and slip a hand around her waist, pulling her closer to his body.

The young woman didn't even turn around to look his way when she hit him in the shoulder then on his fat belly with the pan out of reflex. Apparently she had an anti losers defense mechanism in her brain.

"AHA! Of course, the place where all the idiotic horny morons in need gather to satisfy their need for one another's asses. The holly bathroom, duh!" Without wasting anymore time, Sakura bolted to the said tainted place, feeling proud of her moment of inspiration.

She shoved people out of her way, successfully having the said place in sight. Dear Lord, the amount of drunken people making out was overwhelming there.

She spotted some sofas not far from the bathroom doors, equally populated by lascivious people. Sakura really thought people came to clubs to dance and have fun. "Not all of them apparently…"

"Let the show begin…" The Sound agent grabbed the knob and turned it once, opening the door. She didn't even know if that was women or men's and she didn't find it in her to care. Like it made any difference, given the circumstances, she was certain the other couples didn't give a fuck either.

But she didn't even take two steps inside, when she felt the floor flying form under her feet, successfully making her slip on the apparently greasy surface.

"What the hell.." It was comical, for real. In a desperate attempt to keep her balance and prevent a painful fall, Sakura grabbed the first thing closer to her with the free hand and that being a raised head belonging to a man, that was kneeling in front of a partly naked woman, who was clinging to him for dear life, with her legs around his torso, moaning loudly with every hard trust, rocking her hips in sync to his own and screaming what was probably her boy toy` s name.

Sakura wasn't sure, because they were foreigners. It was the same couple that almost made Sasuke trip as well earlier.

When the said male felt a hand fisting his hair and pulling it roughly, jerked his body like he was truck by lightning, scaring the living daylights out of the woman he was holding, both of them shouting like they have seen The Grimm Reaper appearing from the huge bathroom mirrors holding a big scythe.

Not only that, but apparently he was wearing a wig, because when Sakura grabbed his hair, it slipped from his head, revealing a glossy bald, with a sole tuft of blonde hair sticking in the middle like a shark's fin.

The Sound agent lost the chance to regain her balance and fell gloriously on the wet floor, landing on her back, hitting one of the two lovers that attempted to stand up and make a run for it, the mood gone along with their pride (not that they had any to begin with), right in the head, with the frying pan that miraculously, didn't slip from her hand.

She heard an agonizing cry that belonged to the woman, because she fell on her back as well, feeling dizzy from the probably really painful contact with the hard surface of the pan, grabbing her fuck buddy's large hand in the process, pulling him down with her as well, kicking the toilet's door that was behind them open, landing directly on their backs inside it, in a very compromising position.

And to add to the fun, they almost gave heart attack to a woman that was inside the said toilet as well, looking sweaty and panting hard, trying to clasp her red bra and dress with looked like a silky green blouse.

The three of them looked at one another in an awkward manner, than started to scream and trash like there were horrid rats scurrying at their feet.

"Awww….damn that hurts like hell…" Sakura attempted to pull herself from the slippery surface (that didn't feel like water and she didn't want to start wondering just what the hell was leaking on the floor considering the things people did there when she walked in), a hand supporting her small back.

She was still having occasionally pain from the last mission that didn't help her case too much. "Just who in their right minds fuck in the toilets on the floor, where everyone could walk in and see them?!"

"Stop screaming you lunatic bitch, my ears hurt!"

The Sound agent turned in the direction of the annoying sound, her emerald orbs landing on the said trashy looking woman. Tall, high heels, almost inexistent clothes, skeleton body, long dyed dark hair, brown eyes and lips so pumped with botox, that were making her mouth looking like a tuba bell`s. "This is a seriously ugly skank…"

"Now now…I am called a bitch by a hideous looking whore, because duh…screw logics." Sakura smirked at the wide-eyed woman that was looking at her in what looked like a mix of shock and anger.

"Fucking pink haired tramp, how in the world did they let you in…" The said woman bolted out of the bathroom, walking in a funny way, with her legs parted, like a drunk penguin.

Sakura almost wanted to laugh at her. "Pfff…she was probably there pleasuring herself. Who in his right mind would touch such a creature?" The pink haired agent searched quickly in the other toilets, with no luck. Now she was panicking. Vaguely, she heard the pair she cockblocked leaving the bathroom as well, cursing her for her bad timing.

She exited the bathroom, seriously nervous. Sakura was certain her boss was going to be there, mimicking the horny couple from earlier in one of the toilets. Apparently he was better than this. "I find that hard to believe…"

She rested her back on the wall, outside the bathroom, combing her hair with her digits. She started to sweat as well, the heat on the inside almost unbearable. And she was tired as hell as well.

Now what was she going to do, that could take her hours? What if he wasn't there anymore, tired of waiting for her to show up? "No, he wouldn't do this. Sasuke is a man of his words."

Almost like fate was giving her a push in the right direction, Sakura raised her emerald orbs from the ground, looking to her left side on a certain spot on one of the sofas that were resting closer to where she was, focusing her gaze on a lonesome person that was lying on the comfy surface.

Before she had a chance to process what she was doing, her feet were already carrying her in that direction, successfully getting closer to what appeared like a man's dark silhouette. And she almost dropped the frying pan when she caught the sight of the person she was frantically looking for. There was one Uchiha Sasuke staying in what looked like a comatose state, resting his tall figure on the sofa. "Oh God give me strength not to bang his stupid head with this pan…too hard to kill him."

But any sinister thought that crossed her mind left Sakura, when she got closer to her boss (damn the freaking music was louder than before, she was not hearing her own thoughts anymore), taking a sit next to him, with one of her legs bent under her, gently raising her small hand to his own, that was resting on his forehead in a lazy manner, taking a hold of it. The said man didn't even flinch.

The young agent uncovered the raven haired man's face, unconsciously still holding his hand on her own in a protective manner, watching intently at his face, partly concealed by the darkness around. Stupid clubs and their poor light.

"Mr. Uchiha?" She tried to catch his attention, praying to all her luck for him to be drunk and not recognize her the next day. Her inner side was screaming at her that she has already screwed the mission big time, the moment she fell for her boss, but it was painfully ignored, like always.

But he was still not moving or even look at her. Was he really dead? She leaned in, bringing her head really close to him, her body almost touching his side. He probably wasn't hearing her from the loud music.

Sakura observed that, surprisingly, his dark eyes were not entirely closed, but slightly opened looking at the ceiling above.

She was confused by his attitude. Not moving, not reacting to her touch, not even acknowledging her presence in any way. "Sasuke…"

Taking a large gulp of air to calm her racing heart, stirred by the proximity of his hard frame, Sakura shifted her body so that she was resting on her knees, like ready to send prayers to Heavens, put his hand down on her lap and softly, almost feather like, took his face in between her hands, trying to angle his head in her direction, slowly, almost afraid he was going to break or shove her away from him.

But surprisingly, he leaned into her warm touch, following the lead of her arms and turning his head to look at the owner of the mild contact. His coal penetrating orbs crushed with her emerald glowing ones, neither of them saying anything.

Sakura thought she was going to melt under his gaze. She has never seen her boss looking at her like the way he was doing then. She saw a light in his dark eyes burning from the pits of his inner, warming her body in a pleasurable way.

Her face started to burn from the strong blush that was rising from her neck to her soft checks, but she didn't remove her hands from his cheeks. His soft skin felt like velvet under the tips or her fingers, almost encouraging her to brush her thumb lightly on the smooth surface.

The Sound agent didn't even hear the screaming bells on the back of her mind, alerting her about the danger of the situation, so similar to one from his office.

A good looking lady was touching a probably intoxicating man, in an alluring manner, in a secluded part of a crowded club that was oozing of raging hormones and willing people, unintentionally creating a sparkling sexual tension between them.

They were less than 10 centimeters apart, because one of them (probably both) leaned in to the other person even more, bringing the two of them impossibly close.

And when Sakura felt a warm rough hand resting on the top of her own, holding it quietly and softly, like a lover would do to, a foreign heat started to boil on the lower region of her abdomen, like a small burning sun engulfing her senses, making her want to drown into the man in front of her.

Sasuke was well aware of the person that was caressing him. Oh, he so waited for her to come and find him, like a thirsty man in the arid desert searching for an oasis to fulfill his much need of water. He even spotted her from the moment she walked into the bathroom.

His senses were higher than ever, he could feel everything and perceive all the colors, smells, sounds and images through all his senses, in an incredible mix of flash lights and sinuous fractals, in all the colors of the rainbows, zooming in and out of his eyelids. Never in his life has the Uchiha seen such a goddess like figure like the girl holding him dearly.

He couldn't feel any muscle in his body and he was sure his soul was floating in the air above his carcass, like a dematerialized spirit roaming in the summer gentle breeze. Sasuke let his sharp reflexes respond to Sakura`s touch. He knew the effects all to well, he was aware of the mirage, but he couldn't give a damn about it on that moment.

How could the thought of his maid being ugly ever crossed his troubled mind, the Uchiha didn't know, because she never looked more stunning than the way he was seeing her then.

The angelic face that looked like a painting of Sandro Botticelli, was a work of art. Her milky clear complexion looked as soft as the petals of a white azalea and her deep rosy cheeks were complimenting the heavenly image of a maiden from a Greek temple in a faraway time.

A pair of radiant big eyes, in the color of the purest shimmering jade gemstone were watching him intently, but shyly, almost like she wanted to look into his heart and read his every feeling.

A small nose and an equally small chin were just as perfectly shaped as all her delicate bone structure, her all appearance looking like it was shaped in a harmonious melody of curves and delicate features by the most skilled luthier.

And of course, the rosy luscious full lips that were burned into his mind like a distant memory from another lifetime, were whispering his name in a worried matter, so alluring to his ears, like a mermaid calling for his soul. He grazed the feather like skin of her small hand in a slow motion, wanting to memorize the feel of her.

/Closer/

Sasuke trailed his fingers down her forearm, as gently as he could, like he was testing waters, leaving tiny goose bumps on the porcelain skin, the feeling of its softness overwhelming him.

She was nothing like the other women he was right, and it made his own body heat amplify to the point he almost craved for her to touch him more and let him drown into the heat radiating from her body.

"…Sakura…" \I want to know the real you\

Sakura felt like she was drugged, because she couldn't focus on anything around her but the handsome man that was touching the skin of her arm. He was only dragging his digits in a weary way, almost not having contact with her, but it sent electric jolts down her body in a pleasurable way.

She parted her lips slightly, slowly taking large breathes of the much needed oxygen, because she felt like she was going to suffocate. And the way he said her name, like the devil luring the virgin soul in the depths of the darkness, was driving her wild.

"Sir, are you all right?" What an imbecile question given the situation, Sakura almost slapped herself, of course he was not ok, he didn't even looked ok, he looked like he was charged with an unknown power, ready to swallow her and take over the world. Was he that drunk? Although…he wasn't acting like a drugged one…

/Bring her closer/

\You are here because you care\ The Uchiha moved the hand that was resting in Sakura`s lap on her slim waist, like a snake encircling his pray, leisurely embracing her and pulling her flat to his body, taking her by surprise.

He could feel their heart beats connect into an erratic rhythm, her intoxicating scent making him dizzy with want and he was ready to bet all his money that she was feeling the exact thing.

/She wants you just as much/

"Do I look all right, Sakura?" \I will be, because you are here\. Sasuke rested his forehead on her own, watching her emerald eyes go wide, almost fearfully to look into his piercing ones, her small hands dropping from his checks and resting on his broad shoulders, digging her nails into his skin, trembling slightly. Little did he know that it was not on fright, but on anticipation.

"Why am I here, why did you call me?" God, Sakura closed her eyes tightly, not having the willpower to look into the depths of his own charcoal ones, afraid he was going to immerse her in a delicious sinful world of no return. And it was almost agonizing to look at his deviously gorgeous face.

/Make a decision/

He was basically whispering the words in that sensual low and slightly rough voice, on her lips, letting her feel his hot breath on her soft skin, making the butterfly in her stomach rise, resting like lump in her throat. She took a large hard gulp.

"Why do you think I called you?" \Because I couldn't stop thinking of you\

The pink haired lady could feel the amount of drinks he had, and the smell of the expensive beverages combined with his own cool breath, mixing with her own in a tantalizing way. She fisted her hands in his T-Shirt, like trying to hold of her sanity. He was going to kiss her for real, she knew it.

And to her utter horror, Sakura realized she alone didn't have the willpower to stop him, nor the resolve to push him away, because she wanted that just as much. She wanted him and it was basically paining her not to feel his soft lips on hers right then.

/Show her what you want/

"I…don't know, Mr. Uchiha." He was rubbing small circles on the delicate skin of the side of her small nose, with the tip of his regal looking one, intensifying her aroused state even more. She slipped her hands around his long neck, embracing him tightly, almost crushing their bodies together. It was a mystery they were not sucking faces yet. The anticipation and the boiling sensation on her private areas were basically killing Sakura on the inside.

"Hn…" \Because I knew you would come if I told you\ Sasuke almost wanted to laugh. There he was, the notorious heir of the most famous world holding and the most wanted rich man on the planet, drowning at his poor lady that was his maid's small feet. Never in his life was he more aroused by a woman like he was then.

He could feel his member throbbing painfully at the feel of her body on his own, the softness of her pearl white skin massaging his senses, her all appearance enchanting. She was absolutely delicious and he was damned if he didn't have a taste of the forbidden apple. Let him fall from Heaven, he didn't give a damn, he was already long gone from there anyways. \I don't care we have only met\

/You want everything and she is here to give it to you/

She hasn't even realized that the hand that was resting on the small of her back has slid under her top, moving up and down her spine in a caressing matter, making her skin trembling with bliss and bringing her even closer, almost pulling her into his lap.

"No, get a hold of yourself, stop him now, this is wrong, you are not supposed to feel anything for him, it is your mission!" The young girl couldn't do it, she was putty in his hands. She alone didn't have the resolution to stop the disaster from happening. Although…was it disaster if both of them wanted it?

And when his soft lower lip slightly brushed the cupid bow of her upper one, Sakura felt like a meteorite shower, because the boiling sensation of her body made her explode and her mind was running at the speed of lightning, ready to crush to the hard surface of the ground.

But just when she basically felt his hot mouth moving to rest on her own, their lips a breath away of touching, Sakura felt a rough hand on her shoulder, pulling her backwards, separating the oblivious to the surroundings couple, successfully ruining the intimate action and the intensity of the moment.

It was in that moment the Sound agent took in her surroundings like she was there for the first time in her life, realizing just how bad the things really were.

She almost made out with her boss in a damn club, him being more sober than she thought, recognizing her and blowing away her cover, it was a disaster! And who the hell did…

"You! You cheap whore, how dare you try to seduce my man?" When Sakura turned around to see the owner of the screaming angry voice she came face to face to the slut she saw in the bathroom, that was in the same toilet as the horny couple she hit. Her man? What the hell was she talking about?

"Did you just put your dirty hand on me while I was being busy?" Was she talking about Sasuke? Great, not only she had to baby sit him, but she was going to act as his anti rabid fans bodyguard as well.

Fucking great. She was hot and bothered by the ruined atmosphere and she was going to vent on the crazy bitch that was claiming her title of ownership on her handsome boss, still piercing the air with her crazy annoying bashings.

She took a quick look at her boss, seeing that he was staying in the exact position she found him, but this time he was covering his whole face with the palm of his hands, like he was ashamed of what he was about to do.

"Heh…a drunkard with morals…" Good thing. So as soon as the said bitch attempted to grab her hair and start a catfight (how original…), Sakura moved her body easily out of her way, by stepping aside, letting the ugly woman trip on the small glass table and fell on her face, successfully shoving some glasses filled with God only knows what horrific liquor out of her way, creating a mess.

Sakura started to laugh like seriously, not only the said brunette landed with her legs on air, in a bent position, like she was learning how to swim for the first time, but her face was even priceless.

The kilograms of foundation and mascara she was wearing were leaking of her face, because of the drinks she spilled and her black hair flew in all directions possible. She looked like the perfect picture of Sadako Yamamura from the horror movie.

"What a stupid freak…" Sakura grabbed the said woman's leg (one that was not moving that much, she didn't want to risk a bruise from the impossibly high heel) and pulled her (not too gently) off the table, like she did with her moments earlier, grabbing the back of her neck and forcing her to stand, bringing her head to the level of her face, screaming into her ear.

"I suggest you take your STD infected figure out of my way, before I use my fists to give your much in need face a free plastic surgery and make it look like something from this planet."

She turned the woman around and planted a knee on her back, pushing her body in the opposite direction from the sofa she and Sasuke were currently occupying. Fucking clingy bitch asked for it from the moment she ruined her chances to kiss the handsome bastard.

"You little…" But apparently she didn't get the message, because instead of running from her, the fuming fangirl turned around and marched towards Sakura with her fists clenched (she was doing it wrongly, Sakura started to laugh softly at this), the purpose clear.

Oh, she was going to teach the Sound agent a lesson, be aware of the terror. She didn't need to put that much effort, her appearance was scary enough to give Sakura the creeps.

Upon seeing the brunette getting close to her, the pink haired assassin took her newfound best friend (Karin doesn't need to know) that was discarded on the sofa in her hand and hit the said woman's legs using the hard surface of the frying pan, with a CIA flawless move, by spinning her body low level once, making her fall on her butt, with a loud thud, attracting a lot of attention.

Everyone that saw the scene started to laugh like crazy, and adding it to the fact that they were drunk and some of them probably high, resulted in a sea of laughing lunatics. Sakura saw some of them dropping on the floor, not able to stand.

The Sound agent didn't waste anymore time to check on her, because she was almost certain the said woman would not try anything funny if she knew what was good for her. She turned around and took a seat on the sofa, close to her boss. He didn't watch the scene, thanks God.

She took a better look at him, getting nervous, but that time, not from the attraction she had towards him, but from the way he acted. What was going on? She took a hold of his hands, attempting to look at his face, but using a little force to pry his hands open.

"God he is burning!" She took a closer look at his pupils, and from what she could make up in the darkness, she observed that his pupils were dilated, which was abnormal for the lack of light inside and he looked like he wasn't following her. Was he having troubles focusing his gaze one a certain spot?

She did a quick test with her phone's light by directing it into his eyes, from the left side of his head, afraid not to hurt him. God, his eyes were blood shoot and wide open like he was watching landing UFOs.

Moments ago he looked like the most serene creature on the universe, and not 5 minutes later, he was a mess. Small tremors were making their way on his arms and legs, like his muscles had convulsions all of sudden and unfortunately, Sakura had a small idea of what could have caused all of that.

She was taken by surprise when he grabbed her small shoulders forcefully, like wanting to cling to her for dear life. "Panic attacks? What the hell…?

The young Uchiha was moving his lips in an uneven manner like trying to tell her something, but Sakura didn't catch a word and could nor read his lips either, because for an unknown reason, he was talking in a language she didn't understand.

Or maybe it was gibberish, she couldn't be sure. She didn't pry his hands away of her, because the Sound agent realized he was holding her steady to try to focus on her and communicate, but he was not able to.

He was wetting his lips with the tip of his tongue, and Sakura realized his mouth was dry. "It didn't look like this earlier when we almost…" God, her face was getting red, she couldn't believe what she almost did.

Sakura shook her head twice in disbelief. She was stupid as fuck and she knew it. There she was almost getting advantage of an intoxicated man and she didn't even pay attention to his health condition.

She turned her head over her shoulder acting on pure instinct and when she spotted the woman she basically humiliated seconds ago, talking to three bulky men not far from her and Sasuke, arms crossed and all of them watching in the pair's direction, while the brunette was pointing towards her, she understood exactly what was going on there.

"Oh shit, don't tell me…" Quickly, she dialed a number she hoped she was not going to use in that lifetime, waiting for the owner to answer his own phone. If she was right, not only her and Sasuke were in danger, but probably many others as well. How could her boss have been so stupid to fall for something like that it was beyond Sakura.

Neji Hyuga was dead tired. After his briefing with the team leader Itachi, he took a quick shower, changed his clothes in something more casual, took care of his own bruises and cuts, made sure his fiancé was asleep and went straight to the hospital to keep an eye on his blonde friend.

He was allowed to stay in the hospital room where Naruto was "enjoying" his comatose state, along with two more people in a similar critical condition, after he flirted with the nurse to let him in. "Ten Ten is going to castrate me and then hang me with the leather whip she bought…"

But he was having difficulties in keeping his eyes opened. He was basically lying with half of his torso on Naruto`s bed.

He wouldn't mind, the idiot was not a selfish man. And of course, his damn phone decided to be funny and woke him up (he was half asleep and half awake). He didn't even check the ID, because he was sure his lavender eyes wouldn't be able to focus.

"Hyuga Neji, speaking." God his voice sounded so hoarse, like he has been at a rock concert, screaming his lungs out on every chorus.

And he almost dropped the phone in consternation, his pale eyes going wide all of sudden. "Hyuga, this is Sakura, you have to come here ASAP. There is an emergency!"

Oh, that woke Neji up all right. He was already on his feet, ready to bolt out of the room. If Athena of the Sound called him of all the people to tell him about a situation, that meant trouble.

"Haruno? What is going on? where are you?" He took his jacket and bag pack, took a last peek at his sleeping friend and proceeded to the door, a hand already on the door knob, when a loud beep made him stop dead in his track.

He turned around and watched in awe as Naruto was moving his hand slowly, stirring. Was it possible for him to wake up that fast? He run to his bed and pushed the emergency button three times to be sure and sprinted out of the room, in the direction of the parking lot.

The nurses were going to be there in no time checking on him and he left a mini camera on the window to make sure. He had more important business to attend.

Neji had to focus on listening to what the Sound agent was trying to tell him, more like screaming at the top of her lungs, because apparently she had her head stuck in a stereo. What the hell was with the loud music on the background?

"Come to the Blue Lagoon nightclub in Shibuya, I have already e-mailed you the GPS coordinates. I think it was your team that was dealing with the case. Do you remember that transnational criminal organization that was involved in human trafficking and drug dealing in Thailand, Australia and Croatia?"

The Hyuga heir was already in his car, stepping the gas and exiting the hospital underground parking lot. Good thing the traffic was almost inexistent at that hour, so he could promptly go three times the speed limit.

He knew where the said club was. Naruto, Suigetsu and Sasuke were regulars there and they somehow managed to drag him once or twice there as well, but he was too shocked to ever return. Those people were insane.

"Fuck, this is bad, Akatsuki has only managed to catch some small patron-client networks, never being able to locate their HQ. How many of them are there?" Neji was really alarmed by what he was hearing.

It didn't take a genius to realize if Sakura was there, Sasuke was as well and probably that was the reason why she was calling him. He really hoped they were not hurt, because the danger was there all right.

"I…I don't know, I only spotted four until now, but I have the feeling that there might be more around. They have managed to somehow drug Sasuke and probably many others that I am not aware as well."

Did Sakura say that they have managed to drug the Uchiha? Now Neji was running over 100 km/h. The situation was worse than he has thought. Neji remembered that criminals all right, because he was part of one of the teams that dealt with the case in Georgia, along with Kisame and Itachi.

Those people used women working as sex slaves and prostitutes to lure rich men, drug them and use kidnapping in exchange of a ridiculously large sum of money, as a reward. Now Neji understood why the Sound agent has left her pride aside and called him.

If Sasuke was not able to defend himself, then she alone wouldn't be able to take care of him while taking the criminals down as well. He had to hurry, he was aware. The pale eyed agent was already dialing the number of the INTERPOL National Central Bureau for Japan, with the Department in Tokyo, that dealt with organized crime.

"I am contacting the INTERPOL. Are you guys all right, how is Uchiha?"

"Good. He was all right, but somehow his condition has worsened. I am trying to figure out the type of drug he took. We have to get out of here now, I see those guys heading our way."

"I will be there in five minutes and I got the police confirmation, they are heading your way. Take Sasuke and get out of there."

"Roger that. I am hanging up." And the Sound agent has ended the call in a rush. Neji had the idea that she and her boss were already running to the exit, but he wasn't sure. He pressed the call button on his car's Bluetooth system. A croaky voice answered his call.

"Neji?"

"Itachi we have an emergency. I am about to catch some suspects that seem to belong to the Hummingbird (the name of the criminal organization Sakura and Neji were talking about earlier), in a club from Shibuya."

"…What?! What are they doing there in Japan, I thought they only worked in Thailand, Georgia and Australia and occasionally China! How did you track him, I thought you were with Uzumaki?"

Neji heard the rustle of papers and many clicks. His team leader was probably contacting the other agents around the world. The said criminal organization has given CIA hell for 5 years.

"I thought that too, but apparently they decided to throw a party here as well, targeting rich snobs, and unfortunately your little brother has been one of them." 1 minute, Neji was already able to see the street the club was situated on. Damn what a crowded place. That was bad news. If many people were involved, then the media was too. "Wait until INTERPOL troops arrive here…"

Upon hearing the news of his outotou being targeted by a transnational illegal organization, Itachi was close to have a heart attack. Well, considering his health problems that would not have been such a shocking occurrence. "What do you mean Sasuke was one of them? Did something happened to my brother?"

"Yeah, his manwhorism has been the death of him…Relax, Haruno is with him. She has contacted me about the suspects. Apparently she figured them out."

Itachi left an audible sigh of relief out. God bless that woman, she was always on guard. "Why is she always the one in the middle of events, just what in the world are you team Konoha doing, plucking the pansies? Have you contacted the NPA to send the INTERPOL?"

"Yes, they are on the way."

"Ok. I have the street map with the GPS signals. They are going to be there in about 5 minutes. I see that the head of the Tokyo department has already contacted the HQ from Lyon. Apparently, there has been activity in Marseille as well. Guess they are broadening their area of action. The fuckers."

"Then I leave it to you, Leader. I arrived at the said club. I have a party to attend to. Later"

As soon as Neji arrived to the club, he stopped the SUV right in the middle of the street, not even bothering to show off his parking skills and jumped from car, taking with him a pair of handcuffs and his firearm. That was not going to be pleasant.

People were eying him suspiciously, but fortunately they were either drunk or high so it didn't matter that much. God, Neji loathed the people from his social status. Lorane was right, they were the reason why the world was that fucked up.

The body guard attempted to stop him from entering, mumbling something about rash youngsters that cut the line, instead of waiting like all the others.

Neji pushed his CIA card in the bulky man's face, taking much pleasure in watching his mouth drop, throwing some lame excuses and opening the door like the Hyuga was the President.

Well, his grandfather has indeed been the President of Japan, so he had some family background all right. And when he young heir entered the club, he felt like being struck by a rail freight transport at top speed.

The stupid colorful lasers that were piercing his pale eyes, the amount of fog, the loud music and the inebriated zombie like people were the perfect copy of MJ`s Thriller MV.

"Guess I know where the superstar got his inspiration from…now to look for my drug imbecile supposed friend and his maid…"

As soon as Sakura hung up on the Hyuga, she grabbed Sasuke by the hand, roughly pulling him up and took the opposite way, to the stairs.

Neji was going to be there and he probably alerted the police or the INTERPOL, so there was no need for her to be there. Good thing her drugged boss didn't protest and was following her lead silently. "He walks pretty straight for an intoxicated and drugged man…"

But no. Of course things were not going to be that easy, because as soon as the criminals and their whore sensed their intention, they run in their direction, with the intention to stop the pair from escaping. And to add to the fucked up situation, they were armed as well.

"Shit…shit double shit…c'mon Hyuga…" Sakura pulled out her own revolver from her combat boots, but she prayed she didn't have to use that in a freaking crowded place.

Haruno looked at her boss over her shoulder and he looked like he was floating on a cloud. "Good, God let him not remember this night…"

A loud BANG! has penetrated the atmosphere, almost making the Sound agent jump three meters high of alarm. "Oh please no…" It looked like their chasers were not playing cat and mouse game with them, because they were now attempting to shoot both of them.

"This is bad, there are too many people…" Sakura fastened her peace, never once leaving her boss` hand. They were basically running to the exit that was on the first floor, meaning they had to take the stairs, but the amount of people that were populating the overcrowded area was making it really hard.

Although, that was not necessary bad, because it was decreasing the chances of being hit by the bullets coming their way. They were at the base of the stairs already, proceeding to take a step, when Sakura felt a bullet hitting the ground, really close to her left foot.

"What the…" She turned around and her eyes widened. The three huge men were basically shoving everyone out of their way, successfully getting closer to Sakura and her boss.

They were skilled if they almost managed to shoot her in that darkness. She pulled Sasuke by the hand closer to her and stepping in front of him, like a shield, she shot in the said men's direction, hitting one of them in his shoulder, making him fall on his back and taking the others by surprise.

The other men and women around were starting to get an idea of what was going on and they started to panic, running in all the directions, creating a chaos, because the ones that were closer to the entrance were already blocking the door, attempting to run away.

The pink dyed woman didn't have time to react when she felt Sasuke drag her to the stairs, climbing two at once (where the hell was that energy coming from?) making her speed up as well.

They were already close to the exit when one of the men that were chasing the pair attempted to discharge another projectile their way and incapacitate them.

Sakura felt like filming the Titanic scene, where Jack and Rose were being chased on the sinking ship. At least there were no freezing water and huge icebergs involved…

He shot two times, hitting the railing once and a girl that was climbing the stairs as well, in her back, making her fall.

The music stopped and people started to scream and shout. No more party atmosphere. Sakura attempted to spin her body and fire once again, but she took a wrong step and her foot slipped on the stairs.

And she had no free hand to grab the railing and regain her balance and she has already seen one of the criminals at the base of the stairs, rushing their way. "No!" But just when terror started to make its way in Sakura`s body, she realized that she didn't fall like she expected.

Then, what followed next made Sakura question her own mental state, because she had the feeling she was hallucinating.

The Sound agent felt a strong arm encircling her slim waist preventing her from hitting the stairs, then her back collided with a rock hard warm body that belonged to no other than the young Uchiha`s, his dark gaze intently focusing down on the stairs.

In a blink of an eye, he stepped on the first stair, pivoted on his front leg at 90 degree, never letting go of the pink agent's smaller body, bringing her on his side, shielding her fragile body with his own, took the revolver she was gripping a little too hard (The Sound were no fire arms oriented) from her small trembling hand and without even cringing, he straighten his free arm and shot, hitting the criminal right in his head killing him in an instant, stopping his climbing and making his body roll on the stairs, to the ground. Dead.

The people around them that saw the scene, along with Sakura were watching in awe at Sasuke. Someone should explain to her just how in the world was it possible for her drugged, shitfaced, convulsing, hallucinating and sweating boss to manage a freaking perfect head shot, given the circumstances, in that darkness nonetheless, acting as nonchalant and relaxed, like he was playing Duck Hunt, at home, with a bunch of children?!

But she didn't have time to wonder more, because as soon as the raven haired man finished showing off his shooting skills, Neji Hyuga decided to stop hiding in dark corners and head their way.

"What…the…freaking…" He too saw the scene and apparently the stoic man was just as starstruck, because his lavender eyes were watching the dead man in astonishment.

Sakura snapped out from her consternating state and acknowledged Neji`s presence. "Good timing Hyuga. I managed to hit one of them in the shoulder. There is one more somewhere downstairs. I`m leaving. Do you have a car?"

Neji looked at Sakura dumbfounded for a second, then pulled out a pair of car keys giving them to her. "My black SUV is outside. Go, I will come later and take it. Leave it outside Uchiha`s house."

"Ahm…Haruno?" The said woman was already pulling her Matrix boss outside, when Neji`s hard voice made her stop.

"Yes?"

"What are you going to do about…" He made a discreet gesture towards Sasuke with his eyebrow.

"Don't worry about it, he is under the drug's influence and he is drunk as well…I really hope so…He won't remember anything in the morning."

"If you say so…" Neji watched the retreating figure of his CIA colleague and his family friend ten more seconds, almost like wanting to be convinced about what Athena told him, and then marched down the stairs to the other suspects.

People were panicked, some were shouting, some were crying (in the hysterical way), others were lying on the floor, probably too drunk or high. Some were following the Akatsuki member intently, backing up from his way. "This is ridiculous…"

As soon as Sakura was out of the club, she observed the security guards on alert, trying to chase away the curious eyes. There was chaos outside as well, because of the people that exited the club and sprinted to their cars, with the sole intent of making a run for it. And she spotted police cars coming their way at top speed, sirens on. "Perfect timing indeed…"

She spotted Akatsuki`s black SUV in the middle of the road, so took Sasuke`s arm (she was getting pretty used to the feeling) and dragged him to the said car, opening the back seat door and promptly shoved him inside. He looked dead.

She got in the driver's putting the seat belt on. She watched in the rear mirror at her boss. He was standing awkwardly, basically leaking from the seat, with his head prompted on the window.

"…Nice gun…Haruno…" Sasuke`s gravely voice echoed in the car, making Sakura almost forget her name. "Whaaaa he saw that…no way!"

And sports cars were blocking the road, partly. But of course, as soon as the young agent turned the ignition on and attempted to press the emergency brake down and step on the gas to get the hell out of there, karma decided to troll her for the millionth time, because a police officer coming from nowhere knocked on the window. And she didn't have international driver permit. She rolled the window down.

"Good morning miss, a crime has been reported here and we are trying to identify any suspect, so I would like you to show me your certificate of insurance, the Ministry of Transport test certificate and your driving license."

And the pink haired agent freeze in shock, with her hands glued to the steering wheel, eyes widen in disturbance, mouth agape. Of course Neji left the car's relevant documents in the glove compartment, but she didn't have the driving license for Japan and she doubted Orochimaru has managed to get her one that fast.

Right there and then, Sakura was left with two impossible choices: One was to tell the truth and risk to be detained in the police's custody, as well as her drugged boss and get a totally blown up cover when they were going to find out who was driving a freaking Governmental car, making a scene.

The other was to show the impatient police officer her CIA membership and blow up her cover in front of her apparently not that dead to the world boss. All in all, she was screwed.

"Why oh why does someone hate me up there…" She banged her head on the steering wheel, wanting to scream out loud in frustration. And she has honked the horn, scarring a drunken man that passed in front of her car in the process. "My life sucks!"

Author's Note: So, yeah, sorry for keeping you wait this long for this chapter, I am doing my best to update at least twice a week.

Well, I guess Neji recognized Sasuke`s car and realized there was no way he would have let Sakura to drive.

I know there wasn't too much action in this chapter, but I promise more events in the upcoming one. Sorry for any grammar mistake as well!

Also, I really enjoy the idea of the transmigration and the Yin and Yang seals from the original story, so I think of using that in my plot as well.

Thank you for the kind reviews (like always) and encouraging words, you guys are the best!