A/N – Hey guys, Aria here. Did you miss me? I missed you :D and your awesome reviews. ;) I feel really happy today and decided to spread the joy. It's not that eventful or funny, but I hope you like it. We see another side of Sakura here so, I dunno if you guys like it. Sorry for any mistakes. Please, please leave me a review. It would really mean a lot. Thank you so much for taking the time to read. :D - Aria

Chapter 9

Now don't get them wrong, the majority of them weren't as opposed to her outfit as the others. In fact, it was quite plain that at least three of them very much enjoyed the sight before them, perhaps even a little too much, judging by the thick streams of red flowing from their flared nostrils.

Oh, there were many flared nostrils, a great many indeed. Some in horror, some allowing red rivers to run freely and some in silent but hysterical laughter. Oh yeah, and the one weirdo in the back making out with a certain blue-haired woman that managed to get out of the large blue man's grasp. He was flared in other places…..ahem.

There was a short scuffling and everyone managed to rearrange themselves in a more appropriate manner, all seated and pulling tissues from a box, which had miraculously appeared. They all continued to take in the sight of the suddenly nervous Sakura, some in appreciation, some in amusement and some in horror. Well, only one in horror really.

Itachi barely managed to gather his wits to be able to croak out, "Sakura, do you intend to wear that to work?"

"Yeah, what's wrong with it?" she asked slowly.

Itachi's eye started to twitch. "I do not believe it is entirely appropriate," he managed hoarsely.

Appropriate wasn't even a word for it. It's more like she was aiming for the role of sexy secretary. Not that he objected. If they were alone…..

Now if he could only manage to swipe that trickle of blood without her noticing.

She had donned a black pencil skirt that stopped at her knees and a blood red silk blouse. That wasn't the problem. The problem was, the shirt dipped dangerously low on her chest and the shiny pendent on the long chain that nestled between her breasts only drew more attention to it. Then there was the matter of the tight, did I mention, tight, skirt that hugged her generous curves. Pair that with the blood red lipstick, the classy up do and the black heels and you've got yourself a secretary that could have stepped out of any teenage boy's wet dream.

"What? Why?" she asked worriedly, biting her lip in hesitation, looking both sweet as sugar and hot as habaneros all at once.

A breath whooshed out of all the interested persons in the limo, while Kisame and Shisui still huffed with laughter, Tobi still hid, and Pain still made out with his wife.

Those two really needed a room.

"Oh, there's absolutely nothing wrong with it, baby," purred Madara, blatantly wiping his leaking nose. "My idiot nephew can't understand beauty even if it bit him in the ass. You look so beautiful."

"I think that has to be the understatement of the century, doll. You look more than beautiful. Your beauty could put Aphrodite to shame and outshine a million suns," countered Sasori, a little less obvious about his nose bleed.

"I agree with Sasori, for once, hag. You look good enough to eat," groaned the ever vulgar Hidan, lust clearly in his eyes.

Kisame and Shisui were silently howling with laughter, clutching each other for support as they almost rolled on the floor in laughter. The object of their amusement was none other than the Uchiha prodigy who was practically vibrating with anger. It amused them to no end that the prince of ice finally found someone that made him act like a normal person, almost. Even though he only met her yesterday, it seemed that he had already become crazy protective of her. And obsessed. It was both strange and amusing. The first girl he pays attention to is the one girl that everyone lusted after. How fitting.

"Forget it. Get in," Itachi ordered curtly.

"Are you sure?" she asked worriedly.

"Yes. You wasted enough time already. I haven't time to wait for you to get changed. I have a meeting in half an hour. Get in," he repeated harshly.

Out of respect for the anger that seemed to roll off Itachi in waves, the rest of the drive was silent, awkward and uneventful. Even Pein and Konan stopped making out, finally. Tobi, however, refused to move from his hiding place.

The limo rolled to a stop in front of the Uchiha Enterprises main office and the Uchihas, Sakura and Konan made their exits; Itachi without so much as a glance of acknowledgement, Sakura with a cheery bye and wave, Konan with a hearty kiss goodbye to her husband, and the other Uchihas with curt nods.

As they strode to the elevator together, Itachi decided to brief Sakura on what was expected of her.

"Since today is officially your first day, Konan will help you and show you the ropes. You just need to assist Konan, plan my appointments and manage my schedule, with an occasional letter or document to type or edit. Understand?" he instructed authoritatively.

"Yes, sir," she answered meekly, afraid she had upset of offended him.

He pushed the button and cut a glance to her.

"Itachi."

"Sorry?" she asked as they stepped into the elevator.

"You are to call me Itachi."

"Oh, okay Itachi," she responded with a shy smile.

"I'll be in the meeting room," he nodded as the elevator bell dinged and the door opened. "Good Luck Sakura," he turned to look her in the eye.

"Thank you Itachi," she whispered as he strode down the hall towards the meeting room.

Konan watched this exchange silently with a keen eye.

'Interesting…'

Back in the limo:

"Was it something I said?" asked Hidan.

Sasori shrugged indifferently while Kisame and Deidara shook their heads in amazement.

A/N – I'm aware it's not that funny. And it's very slow. I'm sorry for that. I still hope you like it and again I apologise for any grammar or spelling mistakes. Thank you guys for all your love and support. Please leave me a review. I would really love and appreciate that. Lots of love - Aria