Hi guys! I'm so sorry for the long wait on this one :( Some of you know I got my laptop stolen, so it's been hard for me to update :/ I bought a new one though! But, I've also been working on my other fic as well, and I felt kinda guilty about not updating this one for over a year :/ Plus since I'll be entering college in a couple months I've been working on scholarships and financial aid. But i promise I will not procrastinate! As always thanks for following my story and enjoy the chapter! :)

"Relax Sakura, you can do this! I mean, its just a photo shoot, Right? Then again, a photo shoot that will be on billboards and magazines..." Sakura kept mumbling to herself as she walked towards the double door trying to calm her scrambled mind. She was nervous. Was her make over good enough to be on the cover of a fashion magazine? What about her outfit? Sakura knew very well from reading magazines how Mikoto Uchiha was strict and harsh when it came to judging fashion. She always hand picked the very best models on her own. Mikoto Uchiha is a goddess in the world of fashion. She was respected by the top designers, and not to mention Kushina Uzumaki, another fashion queen, is her best friend.

"Just take a deep breath and relax! You can do this!" She put her small hands against the doors to push them open. She saw Sasuke's composure stiffen as soon as he laid his eyes on her. Was he blushing? She took in his outfit. He looked like he was supposed to; like a model. She didn't even bat an eyelash to meet his gaze. Mainly because she thought of him as a shallow a-hole with a stick up his ass. She turned to Mikoto who was showering her with compliments.

She glanced at Sasuke from the corner if her eye. He still hadn't taken his eyes off her. Was this ass looking at her cleavage? Her right fist itched to collide with his pretty boy face for the up-teenth time. "The nerve of this perverted duck butt!" A full length mirror was placed in front of her. A feeling of confidence washed over her as she took herself in.

Sakura had to admit it felt good looking this beautiful. A flawless face, professionally styled hair and makeup, killer curves and electrifying green eyes. She blushed when she realized she had been staring too long at herself. She heard Sasuke smirk behind her, causing a vein to throb in her forehead. Mikoto smiled with excitment.

"Okay, now that we have a model, let's begin the shoot!" Sasuke could have sworn he saw that devious look on his mother's face for a moment.

Mikoto led Sakura and Sasuke to a huge room with a bunch of cameras, makeup stations and a closet to switch outfits. Sakura began to get nervous. A lot of eyes were on her, some were girls whispering.

"Who's she?

"Is she foreign? Did Mikoto discover her?"

"She's beautiful!"

"Her hair looks so exotic!"

"Are you kidding? I bet it's fake!"

"Why does she get to pose with Sasuke-kun?!"

Sakura felt herself want to be insecure, walk away even, but no. She put on her game face. Her eyes sharpened and she held herself up with confidence! They stopped at a wall with a huge white back drop. Sasuke walked forward, knowing what to do and where to stand.

"Of course he would know," Sakura huffed. She tried ignoring the envious glares behind her.

Sakura felt two hands on her shoulders squeeze her tight. Mikoto gave her a smile.

"Don't worry Sakura, I'll take care of you." More whispers and glares were going around the room, making Sakura tense.

"Ms. Uchiha, are you sure about this? I'm sure there are plenty of others willing to take my place, ones that know what to do..." Despite her facade of confidence, there was part of her that wanted to go back to her original dorky look. Mikoto gave her a small smile.

"Sakura, you're gorgeous. But not only that, there's something about you that makes you stand out from the rest of these plastic women around you. I can't quit put my finger on what it is, but you have something that most of these women lack. That's why I chose you. Unless you're doubting my skills as a designer? Sakura gulped and shook her head. "Very good. Now, go to Sasuke, and stand next to him, the camera man will tell you what to do next." Sakura nodded, walking over to the smirking male.

"Hn, don't be nervous pinky." He whispered so closely in her ear, his warm breath tickling the shell. Sakura rolled her eyes. She was really tempted to dig her heel in his foot or something." I have to admit, you almost took my breath away when you came in," he teasingly traced her jaw line with his index finger. She slapped his hand away.

"Really? Funny, I almost puked at the sight of you duck butt." Sasuke narrowed his eyes.

"What did you call me?" Both heard the gasps of models around them.

"Oh, I'm sorry, you don't like duck butt? Would you prefer pretty boy instead?" Sasuke glared harder. This woman was impossible to get along with! He basically told her she looked beautiful, but no! She just had to take it in the offensive! He gave an inward sigh. Pinky did look different. Annoyingly different. She just looked as though this was the way she was supposed to be. He was pretty sure she looked even more stunning with out makeup and all this.

He pictured a smiling Sakura in daisy duke shorts, loose wavy hair and a big bright smile on her face. A natural Sakura.

"Ummm, Sasuke? Hello?" Sakura was waving her hand in front of his face. Sasuke snapped out of it and gave her a glare. An akward cough was heard behind them from the photographer.

"Ahem, you two ready?" The man was holding a very expensive looking camera which could only mean he was the photographer. The man was blond and tall. His side swept bangs covered one of his blue eyes. He put down the camera and walked over to the two, examining them. "Ms. Uchiha, you want these two models here for your clothing line, am I correct?" He looked at Sakura up and down, studying her.

"Yes, is there a problem?"

"If I may make a small suggestion..." Mikoto raised her brow. Not a good sign. "I would love to take a photo of your female model here in one of your exquisite ball gowns. She's so...so...I can't even find the correct word to describe her natural beauty!"Models were gaping in disbelief. He wanted her?! Sakura's breath left for a moment. She was beautiful in this professional's eyes?"

"Those gowns aren't on sale yet, they haven't even been announced. I haven't even thought of a name. I was planning to introduce my new line at next months runway."

"Ms. Uchiha, this woman is perfect to wear your gowns! I refuse to take any other model!" The women in the room began to give her envious glares. Mikoto smiled.

"Your skill at choosing the perfect models never fails does it, Deidara?" The man smiled. "We'll discuss this later. For now, have them photographed to introduce shinobi and kunoichi. I leave them in your capable hands" Deidara turned to Sasuke and Sakura.

"Alright, I'm gonna try out a couple of poses, yeah?" He walked over to Sasuke, and had him stuff his hands in his pockets and lean against a wall prop. He stepped back, checking the pose. Sakura was just standing there, not sure what to do. Deidara put his hand on his chin and snapped his fingers. He grabbed Sakura by the arm leading her to Sasuke. "Sasuke, switch places with her."

"Huh?"

"I want Sakura against the wall." He placed Sakura against the wall prop and had her pony tail fall over her right shoulder. She felt a bit akward and stiff, which Deidara noticed. "Little flower, relax. Calm yourself. From what I was told, this is your first photo shoot, right?" Sakura nodded. "Release the tension. Melt." Sakura took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Her stiffness disappeared and her pose looked more natural.

Sasuke couldn't help but feel a bit of warmth in the air. Seeing Sakura meld with the pose made her look...diffrerent.

"Sasuke, hover over Sakura."

"What?! No! He can't!"

"Why HER?!"

"She's not even a real model!" The cries of envious models echoed in the room. Deidara sighed and asked for the room to be cleared of the jealous women.

"E-excuse me?" Sakura felt the tension in her muscles come back. Sasuke sighed. He grabbed her chin and made her look at him.

"Honestly, you're annoying. Pinky, we're just posing, don't freak out." She took a deep breath. She caught the scent of his cologne. The musky pine scent invaded her senses. She felt like melting with the scent. "That's it, relax," he said in a soft whisper. Deidara held his chin in amusement. He had seen their earlier spat. From the looks of it, she couldn't stand him and vice versa. But looking at them now, one would think there was some sort of chemistry. He could see their gazes were locked. There was definitely something. Maybe he could give that something a bit of a push? Mikoto wouldn't mind...he gave a wicked smirk.

"Alright, Sasuke, I want you to pin her arms above her head with your right arm, and place your left hand on her waist." Sasuke easily took both of her petite hands in one of his above her head. Sakura felt her heart beat increase, and her lids fall heavy. She felt the weight of his hand fall on her waist. His hand was a little under her breast. The skin of her arm and hands felt like liquid satin. Then he made eye contact.

He was caught in her shades of green. Those eyes, so mesmerizing he couldn't look away. What was wrong with him? Pinky was a dork, a geek, the person he could poke fun at! And yet, the woman standing before him was the embodiment of a pure blooming cherry blossom. Her eyes, pink pouty lips. Everything about this woman was calling him. The way she looked in that dress was screwing with his head.

"Okay, now to set the tone of the photo. The line of shinobi and kunoichi is one with passion, sex appeal and desire. I want both of you to look like you desire one another. Look like you're thirsty, hungry for the person in front of you. Understand?" Sasuke and Sakura said nothing. Flashes from the camera went off as the pictures were taken. She was lost in his scent, his eyes, lost in the flashes of white.

"Perfect. Awesome. Yes, yes,yes! Give me more, more allure!" Deidara was going nuts with his camera. "Never in my whole career have I seen such a pair that click as well as them..."

"Okay, I'm gonna make a slight change. Sasuke, dip your head to her neck at a bit of an angle, but keep it so that the camera can see your eye... You know what, kiss her neck, but look here. Sakura turn your head over here, yeah?" He walked over to Sakura to help her. He angled her chin and put her right arm over her head to make it look as if she were hugging the edge of the wall. "Perfect, don't move."

Sakura felt Sasuke dip his head, his lips lightly making contact with her neck. Deidara watched the entire thing unfold. He saw how he breathed in her perfume, and how his arm slid lower from her waist to her hip bone. He saw her lips part, giving a glimpse of her teeth. "The "sexy" smile..." Sakura's eyes were the darkest most exotic shade of green. She was enjoying this. Sasuke's hand gripped at her hip bone. By the looks of it so was he. Deidara smiled and began to take a hundred photos.

"What's wrong with me...why does it feel so hot." Bright flashes and the sound of a camera shot echoed."Why do his touches feel amplified..." She could feel his breath on her neck. His hand was holding her tight as she looked at the camera. She tried to clear her mind, to think straight. This was Sasuke Uchiha, the shallow egotistic duck butt! She hated his manner of thinking and acting and yet...and yet she was somehow drawn. Maybe it was his cologne. Maybe it was the lighting or flashing of the camera. Or maybe it was the way his unbuttoned shirt made his chest slightly touch hers.

Sasuke couldn't take it. The woman beneath him was beyond words. He pictured her perfect lips, his own ached to brush against hers. She felt his mead move. He grabbed her chin, making him face her. He inched his face closer...and closer...and-

"Alrighty then, we are done!" As if snapped back to reality, Sakura blinked her eyes and quickly got out from underneath Sasuke. Her heart was pounding with anxiety at what she had almost done. She felt her vision was clouded by a bunch of spots. She looked to Deidara who was smiling to his camera.

"Well little flower, this was fun. I hope this isn't the last time I get to work with you, yeah?" He gave her a wink before he walked off to process the photos.

Sakura brought her hand to her lips. She looked back at Sasuke, but he was already gone. For some reason, she felt her left eye let a tear fall.

"Shit!" He slammed his fists against the wall. "What the fuck did I almost do back there?" He took several breaths to calm himself. He turned around to slide his back against the wall. "I almost kissed her, that's what." The way his voice came out made it seem as if it was a sin to kiss her. Something unforgiving.

"Stupid pinky...you're not supposed to be like that. You're not supposed to make me do things like that...not to you." In the time that Sakura had been working for him, Sasuke knew she was off limits. Sure, he enjoyed pushing her buttons, but he would never try anything on her. Sakura was too smart, too good. Pure. No. Never again. Never again would he lose himself like that. Not with her.

He still remembered that look in her eye. It was a brief look, but it flashed a hint of pain. What Mao had told her about being ugly got to her for a brief moment. He didn't know why, but something caused him to defend her for just a split second. He had to forget what happened today. Erase it, delete it, clear the history. He ran his hands through his hair and let out a long sigh.

"Her skin...her eyes. How the hell am I supposed to forget that..." This woman is definitely annoying.

Well that concludes chapter 4! I promise the next chapter is already in the works c: I was very picky about how to start off their "spark". I wanted to introduce their romance in a sexy unexpected way, I hope I did with this chapter. Okay, so Sasuke and Sakura let loose a bit of their chemistry! Lol wonder what will happen next ;) till then!

-Lexi