Sasuke's Apprentice

Establishing common ground

Sakuras POV

6:20 a.m.

I woke up to a weird beeping noise, I assumed it was Hinata cooking and went back to sleep.

7:34 a.m.

It's not the smoke alarm. It's my alarm.

With that I scrambled out of bed, charging in the shower. The shower—which with my luck happened to be occupied by Hinata. "Well this is nice!" I sighed walking back out, ignoring the entire fact that I'd seen her naked. We're all girls here right? No biggie. If I'm late to work I'm sure to get in trouble. I thought to myself as I sat down and poured myself a bowl of lucky charms. Suddenly an idea popped in mind. I dialed the number into my phone anxiously. "Cmon cmon cmon pick up.." I sighed, waiting.

Waiting

Waiting

Still waiting

Until I finally got a answer! "Yes this is Sakura Haruno, may you please put me on the line with Sasuke Uchiha?" I asked to the man on the phone, after figuring that he clearly lacked a few teeth I came to the conclusion to just say yes to everything he said. Which eventually led me on to the real call I needed to make. Although I can't help but wonder if that man asked me on a date...

"Uchiha Sasuke speaking?" A voice that reminded me of a house wife asked. I burst out laughing, knowing damn well that I certainly shouldn't with the position that I'm in. "Who is this?" The voice asked again, obviously provoked, which only made him sound worse.  But after several seconds of laughing he figured out who I was, "Sakura." The man acknowledged. "Uh-uh yea!" I said catching my breath. "Why did you call. And what are you laughing at?" The Uchiha house wife demanded. "I called to tell you that I'll be late. And you." I responded, holding back my laughter, which only turned them into tears, which made me sound sad. "Why would you—...never mind, anyway. Why are you going to be late?" The frustrated house wife asked again. "Well I kinda uhm overslept and," just then I heard the door to the bathroom open, "I'll explain later gotta go I have to get ready!" I yelled. "Wha—" I hung up and rushed to the bathroom, leaving behind my beautiful lucky charms to stir at me in sadness.

I checked my watch, in which it was 7:45 now, I did the math and came to the conclusion that I'd be probably 30 minutes late since I don't settle for short showers. I mean what woman does? We can't leave the house not smelling how we want now. Anyway...

After a 30 minute shower I got out and went to my room, deciding on what to wear, I decided I won't wear anything that'll give that Pervy dude up front nor Sasuke any satisfaction! I put on a long sleeve black dress that came to my mid-thighs, as well as these leggings? I don't know they're like leggings but kinda see through, Ino bought them for me.

Anyway... I topped it off with this really cute golden necklace and these really cute short black leather boots! I wore my hair down simply because I couldn't find my headband nor any hair ties. Dang it Ino, I'll get you for that. I thought as I went to the mirror to get on last appearance check. I might look gothic, but I definitely look hot gothic! I smirked at myself, grabbing my keys and leaving the house. The rest was just as I expected, it took me 10 minutes to get there, that's because traffic always seems to be slow on Tuesdays. Anyway...

When I entered the building that pervy dude gave me a double take and smirked. I sighed, even choosing to wear this that pervert still—SMASH HIM THROUGH THE FLOOR. "No! I will not. Besides I'd lose my job if I hurt the lil perv." I said to myself...out loud. The man quickly turned away, acting as if he had no knowledge of my existence. A smile of satisfaction grew on my face, it should stay that way. Before I entered the jail cell that I'd known as work, I looked upon out the window into the sky. "Lord hokages, please give me the strength to make it through this day without accidentally beating the crap out of this hormonal-winch...please give me strength." I prayed. Finally entering the room I came to see a eyebrow furrowed man who had his arms crossed and was glaring directly at me. Guess he heard me...oops?