At the sight of Uchiha, Sobaku-no smiled and handed her a bottle of beer. The brunette looked down.
-Gaara, I... I'm sorry I missed my shift today. Sakura got sick and I... - The girl began.
-I know, Haruno told me. How is it by the way? Do you need a psychotherapist? the red-haired man quipped kindly.
-No, the Uchiha herself will drive anyone crazy. Right, Sasuke? Did you ask him provocative questions? - Naruto moved forward and Sasuke sat down next to him. Having opened the beer, the girl took a good sip of the bottle.
- I asked. But it looks like I set Sakura up, the Uchiha sighed.
-Why suddenly? Sasuke, that asshole set your clan up. If he pulled the right strings a little harder, there would be coffins. But thank God the father and Fugaku and Itachi agreed, Naruto looked at Sasuke sympathetically.
At the mention of his brother, Sasuke couldn't help but smile.
Monday morning greeted Sasuke with a slight headache and a happy Sakura, who literally hung around her neck.
You are the best, I adore you, Sask! Haruno chirped. Danzo sent all the answers to the questions by mail.
What? the brunette asked, puzzled. Did she forget the list of questions?
-This morning I received an email from him. And also... your voice recorder. I listened to his answers... Sometimes he sounds as if he is fascinated by you, Haruno winked.
Sasuke rolled her eyes. Why was it that as soon as she met any male representative, Sakura immediately built theories that they were dating?
-Haruno, spend less time on Archive of Our Own. What kind of vanilla nonsense did you read there? Sasuke growled at her friend.
-Yes, I'm saying that Shimura is fascinated by you. Just admit that he is a handsome man, Sakura began to prepare breakfast.
-No, I don't like pirates. And even more so for forty-year-old puppeteers who break children. It is still unknown what he is hiding. I m sure there s everything there: drugs and the slave trade and sex with students... That s it, close the topic! Moreover, soon I will leave here for Paradise to Levi, Sasuke grinned.
-Do you like small ones? I should have understood this from your love for beer in one and a half rubles, Haruno giggled and high-fived her friend.
-Sasuke, table five! Serve! - Ino Yamanako, the first beauty of their sushi bar, poked her head into the kitchen. Sasuke smiled at her friend and ran out into the hall with the clients.
She worked at Gaara's sushi bar ever since she rebelled against her parents by refusing to marry the one they chose for her. There was a terrible scandal, Fugaku froze his daughter s accounts and threatened to terminate her support. The girl replied that she would earn money herself and the next day she moved out of the Uchiha quarter to Sakura s apartment and got a job. And for almost two years she was financially independent.
Coming out into the hall, the girl quickly rushed to the fifth table, at which sat a handsome pale young man dressed in the Root uniform. The Uchiha suddenly braked. The man from the Root is in their establishment, something is wrong...
Ino, the brunette quietly called her friend and nodded. She bit her lip.
Replace you? the blonde asked in a whisper. The Uchiha nodded. She really didn't want to get involved with Shimura's boys.
Ino winked and headed towards table five. Sasuke exhaled and went about her business. Out of the corner of her eye, she made sure that everything was going smoothly with Ino and a couple of times she caught the pale young man s gaze on her. Impassive, studying the cold...
His name is Sai, and he s here by chance, Ino said when the guy left. He s cute, but strange. I flirted with him, but my tricks don't seem to work on him.
The root is the diagnosis, the Uchiha muttered. washing the dishes.
-Should I tell Gaara about this? It s unclear why he came, - Ino was scared.
- Not worth it yet. If he comes again, then yes, - With some damn sixth sense, Sasuke understood: Sai was here because of her...
***
Sunday at the restaurant was fun and hectic. It was the beginning of June and there was no end to customers. Sasuke waited tables every now and then and exchanged jokes with customers. Some young ninjas asked for her phone number, but she refused everyone...
Closer to four o'clock in the afternoon, the bell above the door tinkled pleasantly, letting in a new client. Sasuke was distracted by the sound from her conversation with Tenten... And stared at the stern face of Danzo Shimura.