this is highkey cringy part of me died while writing this

S.H 

It was a warm afternoon, and the sun was slowly making its descent. From this spot, Sakura could see the beautiful city of Paris surround its famous treasure; the Eiffel Tower. 

Sakura gazed into the mirror after adjusting her hair. The person in the mirror didn't seem like Sakura at all; the person seemed confident and sexy. 

Her pink hair was tousled and messy, but it didn't look unattractive. Quite the contrary, actually. Not a speck of makeup was on her face except for a bold, scarlet lipstick that complimented her hair.

She was wearing an open back, black sequin halter dress that showed off her curves. Guren's signature crystals were draped across her arms in bracelets. The crystals also formed long earrings that barely touched her shoulders. 

"Ready?" Sasuke asked her. She nodded, glancing at him and trying not to let her eyes wander. Under Chloe's direction, Sasuke was wearing absolutely nothing but a black tie and matching pressed pants and shoes. His torso was completely exposed, abs gleaming in the bright light lining the mirrors. "Good, because Sai and Ino are nearly finished."

They had been shooting since one o'clock, but the couples went at separate times, each couple taking about one and a half hours. Sasuke and Sakura just so happened to be allocated the last spot.

Sakura sighed, wishing to have the first spot that Neji and Tenten got, to be eating croissants like they were doing now from the sidelines. It wasn't that she hated modelling; it gave her an excitement she found nowhere else, but the day had been long and Sakura was tired.

Not to mention Chloe. The blonde's eyes were always watching either Sasuke or Sakura, never moving and holding only frost for Sakura in her gaze. Even now, she glanced at Sakura with some sort of disgust on her face.

"You're late," Chloe said plainly as she accompanied the two up to the first floor of the Eiffel Tower, where the shoot was taking place. Her eyes flickered to Sakura. "You shouldn't have spent so much time looking at your hair."

"I'm sorry," Sakura said politely, trying to act professionally around Chloe even if she just wanted to punch her to another continent.  

"You should be," Chloe said snidely just as the reached the top floor. She crossed her arms. "Honestly, I don't even know why you two are here; you guys aren't even dating."

There was silence from the two of them, because it was one topic they hadn't touched at all since the kiss.

Chloe continued, "I'll be watching from the sidelines in case you ruin anything, but please don't ruin anything. I know it's hard for you, Sakura, to not ruin everything you touch, but refrain yourself because I'll feel better if one of the models I styled didn't break anything."

"Right," Sakura smiled in a fake way that would've put Sai's smiles to shame. She clenched her fist. "And you know, I'll feel better if I pu-"

"Sakura."

She felt a warm hand grabbed her fist. She looked back to see onyx hues. "Don't."

Chloe smirked. "He's right y'know."

She turned angrily back to Chloe but before she could do anything Ino ran up and hugged her. "Oh, Sakura! You look drop dead gorgeous!"

Chloe scoffed and walked away to where other stylists were waiting. Sakura decided not to go after her and instead focused on her best friend. "You look pretty damn good too, you know."

Ino's hair was let down and brushed out, decorated with two jeweled barrettes that matched the necklace and shoes she was wearing. Just like Sakura she had no makeup except for lipstick, and she was wearing a black dress, this one velvet and long sleeved with an open v-back.

Sai was next to Ino with his signature smile, wearing a button-up white shirt with a bejewlled tie and pants. Behind them the other models waved, sitting on benches with croissants in hand, having finished earlier.

The girls were all in black dresses with their own special twist and different styles of jewellery. The boys were all dressed properly with the same black colour scheme, yet Sakura couldn't help but notice that Sasuke was the only one without a shirt.

Guren seemed to notice it too. "Mr. Uchiha, is this really your outfit for the shoot?"

"According to Chloe, yeah, it is," Sasuke folded his arms. "Would you like me to change? Because I will be more than happy too."

"Yeah-"

"Chop, chop!" Tsunade approached them, shouting bossily. "We are on a tight schedule! We don't have time for a costume change, we need to shoot! Now!"

"Sorry," Guren whispered in amusement as Tsunade pushed them both onto the set. It was noticeably larger than Rin's set had been, multiple lights and people gathered around. 

"I'm sorry if me being shirtless flusters you," whispered Sasuke to Sakura. 

"Huh? N-no, it doesn't," she shook her head, but even as she said that she felt her cheeks grow hot.

"Alright!" a loud voice suddenly quieted all the conversations. A male with tanned skin and dark eyes sat in the chair labelled 'director'. "My name is Rinji and we will begin shooting now. First off, I'm going to get a feel of how your relationship with each other is. How long have you been together?"

"Erm..." Sakura fiddled with her fingers. "We're not quite together yet."

"I see, I see," Rinji mused. "Ever had sex with each other?"

Sakura nearly choked. This question stirred a lot of giggles from Ino and Naruto, and Rinji turned around in his seat and yelled. "Quiet! So, have you?"

"No," Sasuke answered calmly, though his pale cheeks were tinged pink. 

Rinji smirked. "Do you want to have sex with each other?"

This time, Sasuke choked and Naruto erupted into laughter. Guren sighed, "Rinji, enough with the questions. Just go."

"If you say so, madam," Rinji grinned cheekily. "Sasuke, stand side on to the camera and raise your right hand. Place it underneath Sakura's chin, make sure to showcase the watch. Sasuke, gaze into Sakura's eyes. Sakura, turn your head towards Sasuke but stare into the camera, smugly even. And wipe that blush off your face."

"Y-Yes," she nodded in embarrassment. 

"Show off your sharp jawlines," Rinji continued, squinting his eyes. "Lean your heads together more, as if you're about to kiss and...perfect! Gozu, capture that. Nurari, angle your light better. Go!"

The familiar sounds of cameras snapping away entered Sakura's ears as she held her position. She knew she would be having to stay in this position for a good five minutes. Sasuke whispered, his breath tickling her cheek. "You're not uncomfortable, are you?"

"No," Sakura said, realizing that it really was true. As the more time passed the more she felt comfortable in this position. "I'm fine."

"Silent," Rinji commanded, and the two fell silent, trying not to laugh at Rinji's scowling face. "Next, Sakura, lean onto Sasuke and put a hand on his chest. Feel his abs."

Sakura hesitantly placed a hand onto Sasuke's firm chest. She tried not to think about how hard it was. 

Rinji continued, "Both of you, look at the camera. Sakura, lean back your head a little so we can see both earrings. That's it! Gozu, go!"

Even if Rinji didn't ask for it, Sakura soon felt a warm, familiar hand loop around her waist and pull her closer. Sasuke smirked when Sakura loked quizzically at him, "We can't let Rinji boss us around."

"You're right," she smiled, yanking on his tie gently as she stood on tip-toe and wrapped her arms around his neck as she stared breathlessly into his eyes. Her voice switched to a more seductive, sexier one, "We shouldn't."

"Oh, wow!" Rinji clapped enthusiastically. "This is the content I signed up for! Gozu, you know the drill."

Sasuke bit his lip sexily, his eyes scampering over Sakura's body and his eyes glowing up with the Sharingan, "I like this side of you."

"Yes, you guys really are professionals," Rinji said as the cameras started shooting away again.

Another hour passed with several more photos being taken of several more poses. Poses in which Sakura was pushed up against the balcony was Sasuke, Sasuke sitting on a chair with Sakura sitting on top of him with his hands around her hips and more.

As the time passed Sakura found herself being less nervous, and by the time the shoot had finished, she had loosened up completely and found herself having fun. She had forgotten about all her problems as Paris and Sasuke both took her away.

But that couldn't last forever.

"That's a wrap!" Guren smiled, and the whole group burst into applause. "Let's pack up now."

Sakura finished placing her jewellery in velvet boxes when she felt a hand grip her shoulder. She looked back to see Chloe's sharp eyes. "Could you help me carry this to the truck?"

"Of course," Sakura took the hangers Chloe was offering. The truck was set up for the sole purpose of transporting Guren's clothes. It was far away from the main area, but Sakura figured that Chloe wouldn't do anything dangerous to her. 

"Thanks," Chloe smiled as they started walking, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. Not a second passed before she spoke suddenly. "So, how did you do it?"

Sakura frowned. "Do what?"

Chloe laughed, a little too fake for Sakura's liking. "How did you get Sasuke to fall for you?" 

"I didn't 'get' Sasuke to fall for me," Sakura sniped, feeling her anger steadily rise. "He did it on his own."

"I'm not dumb, Sakura," Chloe flicked her hair. "Despite his looks, he has never been in a public relationship for years. Now all of a sudden, you two go to one wedding and he's all over you? Sakura, don't bother lying. Everyone knows how desperate you felt after you and Kiba broke up."

"I'm not desperate," Sakura halted her walking, dropping the hangers down and crossing her arms. 

Chloe stopped too, a smirk on her face. "I'm sure Naruto wouldn't believe that. Tell me, how did you brainwash him into forgetting that you tried to seduce him that one time on the beach?"

"You actually believe those rumors?" Sakura scoffed. "I guess you're dumber than you look."

"At least how I look isn't made up by plastic," sneered Chloe. "I wonder if you could pull off this shoot with your real flat tits. There's absolutely nothing pretty about you, it's a wonder that Sasuke fell for you when there are people like me around."

"Well, I think people like you belong in a trash can," shouted Sakura. 

"People like you look like their neck vomited up plastic," yelled Chloe.

Sakura nearly laughed. "Is that the only insult you got? The fact that I got plastic surgery?"

She bent down and picked up the hangers and started walking off. "You know what, I don't have time to participate in this petty fight-"

click

"You don't have to participate in life anymore, then."

No way.

Sakura didn't dare turn around. "Is that a gun, you crazy bitch?"

"Yup," Chloe's eyes glinted maniacally. "I may be crazy, but at least I won't be dead like you're going to- Ow!"

Chloe's limp body thudded to the floor, the gun rolling out of her hands as her eyes closed. 

Sakura looked back in horror to see a pair of glowing eyes, black patterns decorating the bright red.

The Mangekyou Sharingan.

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chloe disgusts me, breathe if you agree

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