DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO.

A/N: Okay, okay, before you guys start attacking me about the lack of updates with my other stories, hear me out! Its like this, I know what I want to write but when I actually write it out, it comes out wrong. Hard to explain, but its somewhat like that. So I thought, hey maybe if I try writing something else and get the ball rolling, ideas flowing then I could finally get my other chapters right. As of now, maybe this will satisfy your reading needs. Hopefully. Hehe.

She should have known from the moment the door flung open, that Uchiha Sasuke was a nightmare of a boss.

Hinata blanched at the scene behind the executive director's desk; the director in the flesh seated comfortably on his leather chair, with his hair and clothes in missionary disarray, and a lovely half-naked young woman on his lap. His right hand was grasping her chin, his lips were mere inch away from hers while his left hand was... – oh my.

Hinata felt a tick in her eye.

"Hey motherfucker! It's fucking two in the afternoon! Just can't keep in your pants can you?!" The silver haired man with a rather beautiful vocabulary who escorted her up here cackled, enjoying the inappropriate display. Hinata continued to spasm.

"I swear, you keep fucking at this rate and your dick's going to fall off one day!"

Hinata stiffened as a pair of piercing obsidian eyes flickered towards them, a low growl resonating in the tensed space.

"Hidan." The boss frowned, reluctantly turning away from the minx.

"For the last time, have some decency."

Hinata gaped.
Look who's talking!

"It is common courtesy to knock and ask for permission before barging in."

"I'll have common courtesy when I fucking die! Which is never!" Hidan exclaimed proudly.

"Now zip up or fuck fast, the board members sent a pipsqueak here to see you." Hidan gave the shivering petite Hyuuga a nice slap on the back.

Pipsqueak?!

"Go on short stack, say hello to the punk ass pimp."

Hinata squeaked and stumbled clumsily in to the spotlight, sporting a deep red blush.

"Ah, um…" She tucked a stray lock of indigo hair behind her ear and stiffened when she peeked at the man to find him blinking lazily at her. His face was contorted in to a perfect impassive mask, acting like the current situation was a normal occurrence.

"I-I can c-come back later…" She stammered politely, not knowing what else to say.

"Aw, what a cutie!" The woman on his lap giggled, much to Hinata's chagrin.

"Hn." The Uchiha grunted, patting the woman's bare thigh, urging her to get up.

"Eh? But she said she could come back later…" The woman pouted and fingered his exposed chest.

"Yuki," He drawled seductively, pressing his thumb on to her swollen red lips.

"Be a good girl."

"A-Alright…" Yuki blushed and nodded shyly

Hinata averted her eyes and awkwardly rocked her body back and forth. Did he forget that there were other people in the room?!

"I'll call you." He grunted, buttoning his shirt as the woman got to her feet and fixed her apparel.

"See you, babe." Yuki winked playfully, slipping on her high heels.

"Aa," Sasuke held up a pair of black lace panties, raising a brow at his almost conquest.

Hinata felt faint. Hidan was amused.

"Keep it." She blew a kiss at the director and confidently strode to the door, her hips swaying enticingly. The gorgeous blonde woman smiled at Hinata and giggled when the Hyuuga blushed shyly and bowed her head before making her way out the door.

Hidan eagerly followed after her.

"Hey baby, how about you come over here and put your arms around a real man?" Hidan cooed.

"Buzz off." Yuki spat.

"Tch, bitches be bitchin'." With that, the door was closed behind the potty mouth and pin drop silenced ensued in the office. Hinata could practically hear the whistle of awkwardness as she fidgeted before the man.

"The board members sent you?" His deep, masculine, velvety voice broke the muteness, a hint of skepticism in his tone.

"Y-Yes." She nodded meekly.

"Then I am guessing you're supposed to be my new personal slave."

"E-Excuse me?" She let out a high pitched squeak.

"Sorry. Assistant." He corrected dryly.

"Sit." Sasuke nodded to the chair opposite of him whilst calmly scrunching the panty in his hand and pocketing it. Hinata pretended not to see that.

She carefully slipped in to the chair, handing him the file in her grasp labelled 'employee-profile' when he motioned for her to do so. He cleared his throat and leaned back against his chair, lamely flicking the pages of her file.

"Pass me my tie will you?" He held out his hand, eyes still locked on to her profile.

"Ah, y-yes…" Hinata swallowed nervously, fumbling with the material before passing it to him, careful as to not touch his hand. God knows where it has been.

Looks like those rumors were true.

The infamous woman-eater of Konoha; Uchiha Sasuke. The renowned business tycoon and legendary executive director of the largest accounting firm in the city who was mostly known for his skills in the bedroom rather than the boardroom.

It was a pity that his impressive capabilities were overshadowed by his bad-boy image and promiscuity, but he obviously didn't mind. From what she had just witnessed – which would scar her for life - he couldn't care less about what people would think of his professionalism.

Now she was beginning to understand why the board had assigned her to this odd task in the first place.

"Hinata. Surname?" He raised a questioning black brow. Her expression hardened.

"I-I… don't have a surname. My name is Hinata. Just, Hinata."

"Hn." He looked intrigued but didn't press on the matter further.

"Your achievement record and experience is impressive. Aren't you a little overqualified for the job?"

She smiled shyly and gushed like a teenager, flying sky high at the vague compliment.
Sasuke's brow twitched.

"W-Well, the board informed me that you are handling more clients than ever now b-but you still refuse to hire new employees. I-I was given the job not only to manage my assistant duties b-but also to help around wherever I can." She sparkled with enthusiasm and determination.

"T-They also decided to assign someone with more exposure because i-it seems that you have a tendency of scaring a-away your assistants." She mumbled and fiddled with the hem of her loose purple cardigan.

"Hn." She didn't miss the upward twitch of his lips.

"I am a hard taskmaster. Not many people can handle the pressures of working up to my high standards."

Indecent and pompous. Hinata inwardly sighed.

"My last assistant went bald from all the stress."

"B-Bald!" Hinata squeaked, consciously touching her hair bun.

"Hn. Like I said," He rested his chin on his folded hands and smirked darkly. "I am a hard taskmaster."

It was then she realized; the man was testing her.

"I-I hope so. I have lots of effort to spare."

"Aa." His eyes gleamed with mischief and amusement. "We shall see."

"Oh, I-I feel that I should tell you that I was told t-to keep an eye on you as well." She adjusted her thick framed glasses on the bridge of her nose.

Sasuke didn't like the sound of that.

"T-The board informed me t-to do my best in h-helping you avoid u-um, m-misfits." Hinata laughed nervously and scratched the back of her head.

Ah, now it made sense. He knew something was fishy when they so kindly offered to appoint him an 'ideal' assistant. This whole assistant thing was just another ploy of the board members to try and control him again. Did they honestly think this puny woman could obstruct him in any way? How pathetic.

"Hmph. In that case, you are out of your league." Sasuke didn't give her a chance to question his statement.

"Normally, I would object to employing a female as my assistant. As I am sure you have guessed, I find it hard to resist temptation."

Hinata shuddered, rather disturbing images of their unfortunate encounter flashing to mind.

"But I think for you, I can make an exception."

"T-Truly?!" Hinata eyes lit up with newfound admiration for the man.
He had that much faith in her skills?! Oh, what a sweetheart! He's not really as bad as they say!

"Of course. There won't be any tempting complications with you since…" He gave her a brief once over.

"You are not attractive at all."

It took an extreme amount of self-control, professionalism and muscle coordination to keep her smile intact.

The nerve!

She took back what she said! He is the epitome of evil!

"T-Thank you, U-Uchiha-san." She said as calmly as she could, the strained smile on her lips threatening to crack at any moment.

"I-I'll do my best. I won't let you down, Uchiha-san."

He frowned, looking offended.

"Uchiha-san is my father." He straightened his back and crossed his arms, glowing with superiority.

"You may refer to me as Sasuke-sama."

What an arrogant little…!

"I-I'll keep that in mind, director."

"Hmph." Sasuke scoffed.

Hinata breathed a heavy sigh to calm her nerves.

No matter the way he was, this man was her boss and this job was entrusted confidently to her by the board members themselves. She will make sure to carry out her responsibilities to the best of her abilities; she didn't want to break anyone's confidence and trust.

She will be the best damn assistant this egoistical kook could ever hope for!

"I-I'll do my best. I won't let you down, director." She bowed.

Sasuke shot her a bored look and a curt nod.

"Well, with all that said and done," He couldn't help the eerie smirk that curved his lips.

"I look forward to torturing you, Miss Hinata."

"E-E-Excuse me?"

"Sorry. Working with you." Sasuke shrugged nonchalantly, suppressing another malicious smirk.

This should be interesting.

Things had been getting quite dull around here. It's been a long time since he had an assistant to bully.
He had a feeling this one would be extra fun.