Adult Film Stars Wanted

HotSharingan Inc.

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Girl after girl entered the room, clad in skimpy skirts and tight dresses, yet none were able to attract his attention. Tall ones, short ones, skinny ones, busty ones...

The gorgeous dark haired man sitting behind the desk looked at them impassively, barely glancing at them before calling "next."

"Geez, teme, with your standards, we'll never find a perfect porn star for our newest edition of Icha Icha Paradise!"A blonde stated beside him, rolling his eyes as his friend/ boss rejected total drool worthy girls. "What do you expect to find, an angel?"

"At least not a whore." The teme, Uchiha Sasuke, stated plainly. He was tired of the usual fuck toy look, he wanted something more, something unique.

"Che." Naruto, the blonde, shook his head. Not only did he suspect his boss and best friend was homosexual, he also had a pretty nasty personality. Just when he was starting to get hopeless...

HotSharingan Inc.

The Start of a Decade

"Sex is the consolation you have when you can't have love."

-Gabriel Garcia Marquez

"Hello?" An exotic looking pink haired girl entered the room.

Sasuke raised an eyebrow slightly. This girl, she was different. Her big green eyes gave her a naïve appearance, and her short pink bubblegum hair added to her innocent and youthful aura. Unlike the other porn stars, she did not radiate any desire for sex. Nonetheless, she looked equally desirable, if not even more so.

But Sasuke shook the thought out of his head. This girl was probably another whore. After all, what kind of sensible woman would want to work for an adult film company? His eyes couldn't help but linger on her feminine form and the way she chewed her lower lip nervously at the audition. Clearly it was her first time. Yet what made her enter the industry intrigued him.

"You're cute!" Naruto cried out to her. The girl blushed a fade shade of pink. Now that was rare. She was shy, too.

Ignoring Naruto's outburst, Sasuke demanded, "take off your clothes."

"Excuse me?" The innocent looking girl widened her eyes, her faint blush turning into a bright pink hue.

"Take off your clothes." He stated again, annoyed at the lack of cooperation on her part.

"Are you two going to molest me?" She started to back away onto the wall. "I'm telling you, I'm, um, a black belt! In, um, karate! Yeah!" She even held out her hands in front of her defensively, trying to mimic a karate move she obviously did not know.

"This one's funny!" The blond said to Sasuke, "you should hire her!"

Now the girl looked confused, "Excuse me?"

"We're an adult film company." Sasuke snapped. Could this girl be any more uninformed? Their advertisements did say ADULT FILM STARS WANTED.

"What? But Pig told me that you guys wanted models!" She gaped.

"Your pig told you we wanted models?" Sasuke asked a bit incredulously. She was quite delusional, too, as it appeared.

"No, no, my friend's nickname is Pig," She now had the gall to look mad, as her cheeks reddened, "I am not a whore!"

He sighed. "Please leave then."

"Fine!" She retorted. And with a stomp, she left the room.

"Aw, teme, you didn't even ask for her name!" Naruto pouted. "I could've had a chance with her!"

Did he make a mistake?

Akatsuki Pub: Female Wanted for Waitress!

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"Sasuke, listen to me." Naruto waved his hand in front of Sasuke to get his attention, "Our stocks are dropping like crazy! The share holders are selling out their stocks simply because we don't have the right 'look!'"

The wild hand gestures further aggravated Sasuke.

"Dobe, I get your point."

Sasuke was not a happy little CEO today. He cursed the economic crisis and people with weird fetishes. As someone who watched adult videos out of necessity, and not desire, he did not understand the appeal of the 'typical man.' He vowed to his father that after inheriting the rather different branch of Uchiha Corps, he would increase its share value to prove to the Uchiha patriarch that he, in fact, could run a business no less competently than his brother could.

Naruto chuckled nervously, as he witnessed Sasuke's hand curl into a fist, the veins in his arms bulging even more prominently than before.

"We need a new plan." He stood up abruptly, "And you, Naruto, will come up with it."

That's when Naruto knew he was crazy.

Sasuke needed a break.

Sasuke really needed a break.

Sasuke really needed a break now.

That's why he left his room and just deliberately went to the club beside their office, geisha galore, the Akatsuki.

Itachi just raised an eyebrow when his brother entered his club. The club used traditional Japanese style decor, with paper lanterns for lighting and shoji screens to divide VIP rooms. Yet the feeling of antiquity was contrasted with its modern and extravagant flair: hundreds of thousands of crystals were embedded into the walls, the red ceiling contrasted with the wooden floor, and the red armchairs and love seats were spread throughout.

Despite his club being the best in the country, it was still a surprise to see Sasuke, who had once denounced the rather sexual side of the Uchiha Corps as 'disgusting,' there.

"I need a girl." Sasuke fumed and plopped himself onto a sofa.

Aa, so his brother needed something.

Two women dressed scantily suddenly appeared to his side, their heavily made faces grinning predatorily.

The Akatsuki was a chain of pubs in Japan, each one high-end and expensive. The clientele was garnered towards Japan's wealthy and influential, whom would frequent the clubs as a means to relax or further their business and political deals. For the VIPs who used the clubs for their own enjoyment, they used it to relaxa after a hard day's work, before they returned to their nagging wives and the reality of heavy family duties. But of course, only the richest of the rich could afford to go to such a pub, for the strippers/ strippers themselves were geishas well trained in seduction, dancing, presenting tea, and etiquette.

Hence, Itachi's business was striving. Furthermore, his business partners were tied to the Akatsuki, the most influential yakuza group within Japan. Akatsuki members would always frequent his club and bring him business. And that was why Itachi, at the mere age of twenty-three, was already a self-made billionaire, a legend lauded by supporters and critics alike. He held a permanent spot on the Forbes Billionaire list, even making the Times cover once.

Sasuke, though he refused to directly admit it, needed help from his brother. Like the few times before, Itachi would not deny Sasuke, be it loans or connections.

Itachi was perfectly aware of Sasuke's esoteric taste in girls (exactly why he was girlfriend-less still).

"Hm, are you looking for high-class?" He pointed at the two girls beside them.

"Those two?" Sasuke looked at them distastefully.

Itachi nodded approvingly "Good taste. These two are rather promiscuous and do not bode well with Icha Icha brand. However, we do have a new addition today."

Sasuke grunted, not expecting much. After being in the porn industry for a year, his expectations of the female race dropped even more. "I do want another slut."

"Bring Ms. Haruno." Itachi demanded placidly, as if he had not heard Sasuke's derogatory remark.

Sakura entered through the private booth, her face flushed from embarrassment.

"It's you!" Sakura suddenly pointed at Sasuke, her face transformed into one of contempt. "The bastard who wanted me to give him a striptease!"

Sasuke did not appreciate being called a pervert. "We were hiring porn stars."

"Do I look like a porn star to you?"

He looked at her.

Up.

Down.

"No." He replied honestly.

"Ha!"

"Our girls actually have a body." He deadpanned.

Sakura held back a curse.

"Why are you here?" Sasuke continued scanning the girl, "You don't strike me as a whore."

"Well, that's cause I'm not." She rolled her eyes, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, which it was to her. "I am a waitress here. Look at my tag!"

Sasuke squinted his eyes upon the small tag, which indeed did say "Haruno Sakura, hostess".

Itachi, whom had been observing their interaction with amusement, finally said, "Sasuke, meet your newest cover girl."

"What?"

"No!"

Sakura's face reddened with embarrassment, "Why would I want to be the cover girl for a porn company?"

Sasuke, obviously insulted at being called a random "porn company", was quick to defend it (despite his own contempt for the industry). "HotSharingan Inc is a high-class global organization serving the interest of males, Haruno-san."

"And their dicks!" Sakura snorted at his indignant statement.

"Sasuke, Sakura-san, though inexperienced, will surely be able to revamp the HotSharingan name." His Uchiha-trademark smirk made Inner Sakura flailing.

Sakura kept throwing appreciative glanced at Itachi. Although she didn't approve, Itachi's mere voice was magnetizing that she couldn't help but feel bad for refusing the position. Itachi had been named Most Eligible Bachelor since age thirteen, but Sakura cherished her virtue and reputation too much to be swayed. "Uh, yeah, Uchiha-san. Your company is very great. But I'm not sure I can become..."

"Aa," Itachi interrupted, "HotSharingan Inc would gain a great asset, Sasuke, since Sakura-san possesses a strong personality, which is in contrast to the submissive one your previous stars have had."

Sasuke checked her out again. His brother's words did sway him to double-check her.

Adequate breasts.

Firm ass.

Petite frame.

"...Hn."

"Sakura-san, welcome to HotSharingan Inc."

Itachi nodded approvingly at Sakura. He gave her a reassuring, and that's when she knew she fell in love.

Oh, to hell with virtue, she would do whatever Itachi (the demi-god) wanted.

TBC

I've updated/ changed the story and hope you guys enjoy this! Sorry for the hiatus. I have been deliberating on how to continue and I think I know now. I will post the next few chapters and trust me, this won't be a typical M-rated story. Let's see how Sakura's values and the demands for her new job clash!