Disysclaimer: I-y No-y Own-y.
Well, new story. I didn't mean to use a manga name xD
Edit: Fixed Jan something, not rewritten
It was a cold December morning, around 6 A.M., where a large group with cameras, lights, and many beautiful people surrounded a couple.
One had bright, long, powdery pink hair and luscious full lips that had the tiniest amount of gloss to accent them. She had curves that any girl would kill for, and the oddest green eyes that were full of knowledge and curiosity. A natural beauty.
The second had flaming red hair and a strong face with sharp and distinct features. He had a strong jaw line and anyone who looked at him could tell he rarely spoke. He too had green eyes, but his were cold and glaring, unlike the female's emerald eyes, his were a lighter, paler green. He was muscular, but skinny in just black jeans.
The girl wore a strapless bikini that was black with pink dots on both the bottom and the top of her suit.
They were together, her right leg up, knee barely touching his waist. Her arms were wrapped around his neck and he face was pointed at his, but her eyes were on the camera, her chin tilted up only slightly. He had an arm snaked around her waist his face looked at hers, but his eyes kept looking at the camera too. It was a very sensual shot that made their audience gasp at their closeness.
But the shot ended after a few more clicks of the camera and the two parted, both faces like stone as they went to separate changing areas.
"That was beautiful, Sakura-chan!" A small, white-eyed girl stated rather excitingly, her pale eyes shining with tears of happiness.
"Yeah, even I got to admit: It was awesome, Forehead-chan." The second female was Ino, Sakura's blonde rival and one of her best friends.
"Thanks." Sarcastically speaking of course as she slipped off her bikini and grabbed the next article of clothing. "Hey, Hina-chan, whom will I be modeling with next?"
Little known to the public, but Hinata was Sakura's manager of sorts, along with Ino. "Neji."
Sakura mouthed an 'O' at the thought of her best friend's cousin modeling with her. "And where?"
"Here."
For other models they don't receive what Sakura gets. Sakura receives her own schedule of who she's going to be modeling with and where. Usually they tell her what to wear since she doesn't like anyone there except her friends. Even a fitter isn't allowed in her room - That was Ino's main job.
Walking out in a stunning gold dress that reached her ankles with a slit on her left side running up to mid thigh and a low V-neck, she headed for Neji.
He, too, had pale eyes, but his brown hair was longer than Sakura's. He was tall, her 5'5 couldn't even compare to his 6'3. He had a strong face and a look almost as cold and demeaning as the last guy. He wore a simple black tuxedo that fit him perfectly, his long hair down for the shoot.
"Hello." He greeted. The two had known each other since childhood, Sakura even persuaded him, well…threatened, to join modeling. With his looks it was as simple as calling up a few favors.
"Hey, ready for this?" She winked playfully, a sight rarely seen.
"Of course." He replied.
So the shoot started sensual positions and flirty glances between the two models as pictures were taken in a flurry of clicks and comments.
Finally is all ended, that was her last shoot for the week and boy was that girl happy for that fact!
"Well, now I can go back to school and become normal again." The barely audible sigh was heard by Gaara and Neiji who stared at the exquisite girl.
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"Hey Forehead! Watch out!" The pink-haired girl was just about to trip on some books when Ino - Who had yelled out of the love in her heart from her position next to the girl -- stopped, grabbing the girl by her shoulders and making her stop with her.
"You best watch out! If you get a scar Tsunade will kill me!" Tsunade was their den mother of sorts; she had been watching the orphans with hawk eyes ever since they moved into her apartment building.
"I'm sawry." The younger girl looked up at her friend with large eyes, almost to the brink of tears.
"Tis' Ok, ya' brat." Ino led the girl to her locker and waited for the pink-haired model to get her books -Ino already had hers.
Everyone in the school knew that Neji, Sasuke, and Naruto were models, but the question was always: Who is that spectacular female next to them?
No one besides those boys and her friends knew it was Sakura. She preferred it that way, always wearing her blonde wig and dying her eyebrows with wash out dye, to getting asked for autographs and such by fans like the guys had to deal with.
They would never say anything about it to anyone. The only one who spoke more than 20 words a day was Ino, Naruto, and his girlfriend of a year was Hinata who would never let out the secret. So neither would he.
"I still don't understand why you wear that ratty old thing." Ino tugged at the wig, but Sakura swatted her hand away.
"You know why…"
"No! I don't! Sakura you are gorgeous, all the guys at school thinks so!"
"They like the Model, Aphrodite. I'm just plain Sakura." Ino stopped; grabbing the girl's shoulders she shook her forcefully. "You! Are! Sakura! Not Aphrodite! Aphrodite is you!"
The poor girl had swirls in her eyes as she stopped to collect herself when a figure rammed into her. "Sakura?" The female looked up, almost having a heart attack as she peered into pale green eyes that held the tiniest bit of mischief.
He wore all black and Sakura just had to comment. "Do you own anything else? Every time I see you you're wearing something black!"
He smirked, a small smirk that made any female look at him. "And here I thought you'd insult me." He stated sarcastically, bending down (For he must have been a head and a half taller than her) he whispered in her ear, "I missed you," before nibbling slightly on her pearl earring.
She giggled, attracting even more stares. "Quit it you idiot, I told you about my life outside of modeling." She paused, finally wondering what he was doing in her school.
"By the way…what are you doing here?"
His smirk widened and he tilted his chin up. "I transferred."
And suddenly…
Sakura knew her life would be a living hell from then on.
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