Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Dangerous Love ❯ Separate Worlds ( Chapter 1 )

Dangerous Love

By: E-chan

Author’s Notes: I do not own Naruto, so please do not sue me.

This is my first Naruto Fanfic, I usually just read them, but I thought to myself that I should get off my lazy ass and make one of my own.

Please forgive me if you see any miss-spelled or wrong grammar, I am looking for a beta-reader to help me, please e-mail me at echan underscore hidaka at yahoo. com or leave me a review telling me you want to be my beta-reader plus your e-mail along.

This story loosely based on a k-drama called Lovers. Its one of my favorite dramas, you guys should check it out.

I guess you can call it a Yakuza story.

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Genre - Action/ Drama/ Romance

Setting: Alternative Universe

Rating: Mature

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The N/A by the characters name mean I do not want to expose the role they are going to play or I haven’t really decide if I should put them in the story. In time their purpose will be shown.

Characters:

Sakura Haruno - 23-year-old, Doctor

Sasuke Uchiha - 24-year-old, Top of the line gangster

Sai - 24-year-old

Miki Ochi - 22-year-old (made up character)

Saki Takashi- N/A (made up character)

Adrianna Yamato - Sakura’s other Boss (will be her ex-boss, also made-up character)

Karin - 23-year-old

Suigetsu- N/A

Juugo - N/A

Itachi Uchiha - 27-year-old, Sasuke’s brother & Advisor

Naruto Uzumaki - 23-year-old, Sasuke’s Right-hand man

Shikamaru Nara - 21-year-old, Sasuke’s Left-hand man

Ino Yamanaka - 23-year-old, Sakura’s roommate & secretary

Tsunade - Sakura’s Boss

Kakashi - N/A

Jiraiya - N/A

Fuguku Uchiha - Itachi & Sasuke’s father

Mikato Uchiha - Sasuke & Itachi’s mother

Sayuri Uchiha - Fuguku’s current wife

Hinata Huugya - 21-year-old

Hanabi Huugya - 18-year-old

Neji Huugya - 24-year-old

Tenten - 23-year-old

Madara Uchiha - N/A

Orochimaru - N/A

Deidara - N/A

Tobi - N/A

Pain (Nagato) - N/A

--- “Still, I rise” - Maya Angelo  

Chapter One: Separate Worlds

Tokyo

A gentleman about 6’2”dressed all in black matching his soul-searching onyx eyes and raven chicken hairstyle adjusting his blood red tie in front of a full length mirror with a deadly smirk on his face and a toothpick pressed against his smirked lips. “Hn,” he roughly sighed. To his left stood his left-hand man about 6’0” in a similar suit, but with a blue and black strip tie, raven pineapple hairstyle and onyx eyes filled with boredom. And to the right of him was his right-hand man about 6’4” also dressed alike but his tie was black with orange pinstriped, his hair was so bright like the sun as if it can blind you at times depending how the light hits it, endless ocean blue eyes, and his trademark that made him standout more was his scars like whisker on each cheeks. The soul-searching onyx eyes looked at his left-hand man who seem bored but he knew that’s the personality that his left-hand man had, “When is the first meeting?” he asked him. His left-hand man snapped out of his dazed like dream and stared at his boss. He cleared his throat.

“With President Dai from Yamaha Inc,” he said nonchalantly to his boss.

“Hn, okay let’s get this going,” the boss replied as he ran his hand through his spiky hairstyle and walking away from the full-lengthen mirror.

“Yes, Boss!” replied his left-hand man. They walked towards the door, but they were missing someone, and he was busy staring at himself in the mirror.

“I have to say I look pretty hot today, don’t you think Shika-kun,” he asked the pineapple haircut.

“Stop calling me that Naruto,” he said kind of irritated at the little nickname the blonde hair has giving him.

“But I think its cute ‘Shika-kun,” Naruto teased. Their boss watched out of annoyance. ‘When will he grow up…’ he thought, so he decided to flick his toothpick at the blonde. “Ouch,” the blonde said. The blonde looked his annoyed boss’s face.

“Dobe! Stop playin’ around, let’s get on with what we have to do,” he said nonchalantly. “Let’s go Shikamaru,” he motioned his left-hand man. “And one more thing Naruto, stop staring at yourself before you break the mirror.”

“Why you….TEME!” he growled out. “My wife thinks differently.”

“I am not your wife Naruto plus I do not swing that way, I wonder how Hina-chan fell in love with a dobe like you,” he sarcastically said to his companionship.

“Shut-up, Sasuke-teme! You are just jealous!” Naruto snap back.

“Hn,” he replied at his blonde right-hand man; Naruto they liked to call him. His smirked grew a little wider; he loved to ruffle up his blonde comrade.

“That’s always your respond Sasu, whatever!” Naruto said kind of irritated. Naruto looked into a connecting room to the room where Shika-kun, Sasuke-teme and him standing in at the moment. He motioned with his right hand to the group of other guys in regular black suit and tie to follow him and their boss. “Alright boys, you would follow the signal that Sasuke-sama gives when its time,” he told the group.

“Yes, sir!” they all responded. The blonde grin happily, today was going to be a good day, he just had a feeling. And all of them followed their fearless leader out of the door.

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Shibuya

She blew her pink bangs out of her face in frustration again, she swear she needed to get this door fix. She needed to get to work and now her apartment door won’t lock. “Ugh, piece of shit lock on my apartment door,” she swore. She heard another door open and little beeping noises. She turned her head, it was her neighbor who she never social with leaving her apartment too. Her neighbor was dress in those big fashion named clothes, she watched her neighbor walked away, listening to her high heels clicking against the cement floor. Her neighbor was breathe-taking beauty, tall, and a peach skin tone, short black bobby hair style and it screamed I am a model type. But she didn’t know really what was her neighbor was about, not even her name. It was kind of sad they have been living next to each other for so long they never became acquaintances.

She shook her head, back into more important issues, her fucking door. Her damn door was irritating her by the minute. She knew her boss was going to get on her case if she came late. Then she finally heard her door making a clicking sound. ‘It locked, YES!’ she thought. ‘Note to self buy a new lock for door.’ She straightens out her white London Fog trench coat. Her neighbor may look fantastic or drop gorgeous, but she wasn’t that bad either herself. She fixed her shoulder lengthen cotton-candy-pink hair and adjusted her Juicy Couture glasses that covered her striking emerald green eyes that everyone adored. Even though, her neighbor was tall she only stood at 5’3”, but her legs made-up for her shortness. She had to die for legs. She had snowy white peach complexion and a cute little noise. She didn’t believe she was what guys label a hottie; she thinks she falls in cuter category. She looked at her watch; she had twenty minutes to get to the office. ‘Crap’ she thought. She doesn’t like being rushed or late to work. She started to run in her Steve Madden bright red loucee shoes to the elevator, luckily she was able to get in with just pressing the button once, waiting to get to the parking garage. She exited the elevator and ran towards her apple green Jetta Beetle Convertible, turning it on and getting out of the parking garage.

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Somewhere in Tokyo

He swayed his head to the left then to the right. He heard it crack. ‘That felt good’ he sighed to himself. The car opened making him glare at the bright light, putting his right palm out that give his right-hand man to hand a pair of sunglasses. He adjusted his Polarized Crosshair Oakley’s and had a smug look on his face, his eyes scan throughout the golf field. ‘Ah, there are my targets.’ He stepped out of the car and his subordinates followed closely behind him.

“Mr. Yamaha is small production company who is in debt, Sasuke-sama,” Naruto informed him. Sasuke nod his head in acknowledgement that he was listening to the dobe.

“Okay, let’s get this done quickly,” he instructed walking to the gentlemen on the golf course. The gentlemen heard the commotion and saw that they were heading their way. They stay rooted unable to move or wanting to get away. They were just in awestruck. Sasuke bow his head. “Hello, President Dai, as you know I heard to collect for Uchiha Company,” he said politely, but stern.

“You, arrogant kid! Why should I listen to you?” President Dai snap back. Sasuke glared at the old man and his advisor. “I would never give up my money to the yakuza that are known for getting the money the dirty way.” The president kept yapping his mouth off. Sasuke motioned one of his men to grab the president’s advisor, and then told Naruto with his eyes to show President Dai we mean business. Naruto roughly pulled on the president’s advisor’s top and landed a quick punch to the gut. The president eyes widen in shock. “Stop!” the president shouted. Sasuke looked at the president with eyes that could kill. “Please.”

“I do not like repeating myself, but I will say it again, I am here to collect for Uchiha Company,” Sasuke told the president of Dai Film Company. Sasuke signal Shikamaru to bring out the papers and let President Dai sign it. Shikamaru took out the contract from his suit jacket and gesture the president to sign it. “I’m glad you see it my way because I do not want take farther action that I alright had.” he mention to the president. The president just mildly shook his head in agreement as he sign the contract. Shikamaru bow to the president.

“Thank you, President Dai,” he told the old man. Naruto indicated the other man to let go of the advisor. “I will see you until next time,” Sasuke bow and Naruto followed his leader gesture.

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A place in Shibuya

She walked through the doors. “Good Morning Mrs. Haruno,” said a cheery voice. She eyed her secretary, her secretary had amazing electric blue eyes, and she had long platinum blonde hair pass her hips and vibrant color eye shadow. She had to say her secretary was dressed fashionable today; in the latest fall edition of Prada shoes-- black Naplak Spike Pump, purple Juicy Couture Turtleneck Top; Dressage, and she had a dash of women’s’ Cool Water perfume.

“How many times do I have to tell you Ino, you don’t have to be so formal with me,” she told her secretary opening her office door.

“I’m sorry Sakura, it’s just a habit.” Ino responded and bow her head in respect.

“What time is my first appointment?” Sakura asked Ino. Ino looked down to her appointment book in her hand.

“Uh, 10 o’clock Sakura,” her secretary told her. Ino walked away knowing her boss would want her coffee, so she decide to go and her coffee for her. Sakura took off her coat and open a cabinet; pulling out a long sleeve green scrub top to cover her designer top. “Here your coffee,” Ino informed her coming back to the office; Ino placed her boss’s coffee on the office table. She watched her boss slip the scrub top on. She had to agree with her boss’s taste in fashion: a rouge petite shawl collar sweater Banana Republic top, a nice tailored Banana Republic petite wool pinstriped gray skirt with her Steve Madden shoes. Ino observed Sakura as she kicked off her shoes and began to put the green bottom scrubs that she took out of the cabinet over her skirt then taking a pair of socks and slip them on, and lastly a pair of white Nike sneakers. Sakura finish her change with rolling her pink locks into a messy bum. ‘Sakura, is really pretty, why isn’t dating anyone.’ Ino thought to herself.

“Ino, you know it’s not proper to stare,” Sakura said looking at her secretary who had a look of stupefied.

“What are you talking about? I was not!” Ino said defensively. Sakura giggled at her secretary.

“Thanks Ino, for the coffee,” Sakura told Ino. “Now, don’t you have something else to say or do? Or are you just going to stand in my office staring at me?” she asking in a teasing voice. Ino give her a fluster look and walked out of her office in a little annoyance. ‘Man, Ino is easy to tease at times.’ She thought to herself, smiling.

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She was dancing the night away, careless and tempting the world with her moves. Her hips sway back and forth moving with the music playing in the background. Her laughter filled the area as she walked to the bar. “One Sex on Beach please,” she said as voice was a melody itself. The bartender passed her drink, she put twelve dollars down, and five was the bartender tip.

“Thank You,” the bartender said, all she did was waved her hand and walked into massive crowd of people sipping on her drink. As she swerves around bodies, until her cup became empty, she placed her empty cup on a table and made her way to the dance floor once more.

Her body moved fluidly matching the music on the dance floor as if she was hypnotized. That she barely noticed an arm wrapped around her petite waist and moved with her. She could tell their body was moving in sync like as if they belong together. The person who had their arm wrapped around her twirled her, so now she was looking up into pierced onyx eyes that made her weak. “Oh,” she gasped. The next thing she knew she was engulfed in a passionate and powerful kiss that left her breathless that she didn’t know if it was a dream anymore.

“Sakura?” Sakura snapped out dream like dazed and now was looking up at a pair of electric blue eyes. “Are you there?” Ino asked her.

“Yeah,” Sakura told her secretary still somewhat reminiscing about her unforgettable memory with that strange in her adolescent years.

“Well I have calling out to you for the last ten minutes, but you seem like you were in your own little world,” Ino said to her.

“I was remembering something,” she responded.

“Remembering what?” Ino asked.

“An old memory,” she said softly.

“What did you say?” Ino questioned her.

“Nothing,” she quickly responded. Ino looked at her boss with a displease expression. ‘What are you hiding Sakura.’

“Ok whatever, your 10 o’clock appointment with Mrs. Taka should be here shortly.” Ino informed her. Sakura stood up from her desk and walked into the waiting room.

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“Okay, Mrs. Taka please do not put any make-up for three weeks then after we will see how the results are and I can tell you when you allow to apply make-up again.,” Sakura instructed her patient.

“Yes, Dr. Haruno,” said her patient.

“You’ll be able leave in a couple hours; do you have someone picking you?” Sakura asked Mrs. Taka.

“Yes, Dr. Haruno,” Mrs. Taka replied.

“Ok, I’ll leave to let you rest up before your ride comes here to pick you up,” she told Mrs. Taka.” Sakura walked out of the patient’s room. ‘Why is everyone so into looking beautiful? Did they forget beauty is within?’

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He twirled her around and now was faced to her, onyx met the most beautiful eyes; they were sparkling with life emerald green eyes. It took his breath away. He had to steal a kiss from her. That kiss wanted him to led it to more things, she was so breathless that he couldn’t wait to make her his for the night. Their bodies pressed against each other and each movement screamed ecstasy. His hands moved all over body as if it memorizing it, he couldn’t help it; he needed to touch her, everything about her was perfect. “Can I call you mine?” he whispered into her ear. She gasped at the request. He took another chance to steal a kiss from her. He wrapped her arms tightly around her and deepen the kiss.

“Teme! Let’s go drinking,” his loud mouth comrade interrupted his thoughts. He was daydreaming about her again. He shook his head hoping to clear out the daydream.

“Dobe!” Sasuke growled looking at the blonde.

“You are the one that was spacing out,” Naruto pointed out.

“Shut up!” Sasuke snap back.

“Why don’t you both zip it , I can’t think or sleep with you two bickering,” a lazy tone said shifting in annoyance in his seat.

“What! Shika-kun, its teme’s fault,” Naruto tried to defend himself.

“Hn,” he said in frustration as he continue to watch the scenery pass by.

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To be continued…

Preview for the next chapter:

She walked in with her secretary to her office; someone was already waiting for her. “Sakura, this is Mrs. Uchiha,” Ino informed. Sakura nod her acknowledgement. Mrs. Uchiha looked like she was in late forties to fifties. She was dressed in a nice tailored women’s suits from the Ralph Lauren collection. She had nice dark brown eyes almost looking black, her ebony hair was pinned up by a nice pearl clip and great bone structure. Sakura analyzed Mrs. Uchiha within minutes she enter her office. She was decked out the most expensive jewelry. This lady was definitely rich.

“Hello, Mrs. Uchiha, what pleasure do I have you coming here and visiting me?” Sakura asked as she seat into her chair. She motioned Ino to leave the room.

“Would you like some coffee Mrs. Uchiha?” Ino said before opening the door to leave.

“No, thank you,” Mrs. Uchiha replied politely. Ino took this opportunity to leave the office.

“So, what can I do for you Mrs. Uchiha?” Sakura asked again.

“I heard you were the best plastic surgeon in Japan,” Mrs. Uchiha told her.

“Yes, but why? You are already beautiful,” Sakura returned.

“Well I want…” Mrs. Uchiha started.

“You, didn’t come here for a surgery, so what is it?” Sakura cut her off.

“Okay, you caught me Dr. Haruno, or should I say Sakura,” Mrs. Uchiha said sweetly. “I had a party last week, and some college friends were going off on how they children were going out with doctors and all.”

“Uh huh, so what does this have to do with me?” Sakura questioned.

“Well I kind of fib that you were my daughter-in-law to be,” Mrs. Uchiha told her.

“What!” she shouted.

“I know, please Sakura can you do me a favor and go out on date with my son just once,” Mrs. Uchiha pled her. Her green eyes looked at the desperate eyes of Mrs. Uchiha. “To see how my son is.”

“Fine,” Sakura said just to get her out of her hair.

“Oh! Thank you!” Mrs. Uchiha praised her. “I will see on Thursday for shopping.”

“What?” Sakura replied.

“Oh your date will be this Friday by the way,” Mrs. Uchiha informed, “I will see you soon.” Sakura watched Mrs. Uchiha closed the door.

“Great,” she sighed. She semi-banged her head on the desk. “What did I get myself into,” she mutter to herself.

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Author’s Notes:

I do not own Naruto.

I hope you guys like the chapter, and please review so I know I can continue. Please forgive my grammar mistakes. This the unedited version till I get a beta-reader.

Notes (fashion):

These are my taste what I think would good on the characters.

Oakley - Polarized Crosshair- $195.00 (http: // www. oakley. com /)

London Fog - London Fog Long Wool Blend Coat (white) - $198.00 ( http:// shop .Nordstrom .com/ S / 2944451?Category=&Search=True&SearchType=keywordsearch&keyword= london+fog+in+All+Categories&origin=search results )

Steve Madden - LOUCEE (bright red) - $89.95 (http:// www. stevemadden. com)

Prada - NAPLAK SPIKE PUMP (black)- $550.00 (http:// www. saksfifthavenue. com / Entry. Jsp)

Juicy Couture - Juicy Couture Turtleneck Top, Dressage (purple) ‘not available on site anymore’ - $98.00 (http: // www. juicycouture. com /)

Banana Republic - petite Shawl Collar Sweater (rouge) - $68.00 (http: // www. bananarepublic. com /)

Banana Republic - petite Wool Pinstriped Skirt (gray) - $78.00 (http: // www. bananarepublic. com /)