A/N: Ugh this idea attacked me at 2am. It bugged me to the point where I couldn't sleep so I decided to post. Hope you guys like it. I know I still owe you guys two other stories but I promise this one will be short. Let me know what you think in a review. Should this be continued? Yay or nay?

The What Girl?

Chapter 1: The Games We Play

The flashing lights were something of a everyday occurrence.

The fake smiles, the fake personalities, the fake friends, it was all blur to him. As the bright bulbs from the paparazzi snapped in his face once again, he was reminded of the time where his life was simple.

He mentally scoffed. When was his life ever really simple?

For a moment, he closed his eyes as he recalled his family's expression when he told them that he did not want to go into the family business. Instead, he chose a life where he would always be in the spotlight, even though it was not something he had factored in his decision.

An actor.

It is not like he craved the spotlight but it was something he felt that he called to do.

His mother had been outraged and thoroughly appalled at the idea of her baby becoming a "lowly" actor. But, after he won his first Oscar at the age of 23, she had been proud and honored that her once stoic son had shared his talent with the world.

These days, there was no bigger fan than Uchiha Mikoto.

As the bright lights of the studio came into view,he sighed a breath of relief. He graciously thanked his fans standing on the sidewalk and asked the paparazzi for his privacy as he slipped into the building.

His inner emo screamed in despair as the fake smile of the host, Ushami Takiro came into view.

With her bright brown eyes and slim but curvy body, Ushami Takiro was one of the bigger sex symbols in all of Konoha. Women wanted to look like her. Men wanted to be with her.

But, Itachi, he just wanted her to leave him alone.

He understood at a young age that he was defined as attractive but all he wanted was someone who did not live for fame and fortune. He wanted someone who understood the simple life.

Ushami Takiro did not understand that type of life, which is why after one dinner date he decided she was not his type.

The dark haired woman smiled softly in response as he gave a nod and stepped into the dressing room. He wanted to roll his eyes in annoyance but chose to duck into the dressing room with his manager a few steps behind.

Dark, pale features came into view as he gazed at himself in the mirror. Once again he was reminded of the simple life he had left behind. Would he regain that life again someday?

He practiced a small smile in the mirror but decided it was too pretentious.

He settled for his infamous "Uchiha Smirk" as the door to the dressing room slammed opened revealing the concerned gaze of his elder cousin/manager, Shisui.

"You okay, baby cousin?" Shisui cooed, as a smirk came across his features.

"Hn."

"You are on in 30 seconds. Remember, we are here to talk about your new film, nothing more. I swear that host is such a little..."

"Shisui, I am aware of what is supposed to be done."

Shisui smiled as he gave his younger cousin a pat on the shoulder. Itachi was still the stoic pain the ass as he had always been.

"Good then. See you out there!" Shisui said cheerfully as the door slammed behind him indicating his exit.

The dark haired actor turned back to the mirror and was once again displeased with what he saw.

'Would he ever have a normal life?'

The air sizzled in anticipation as the dark haired host moved about the room. The audience cheered loudly as stylish blue heels clicked against the floor before proceeding to the set where guests were to be seated.

In one fell swoop, the audience was electrified once again as the young woman began to announce her first guest of the night.

"Our first guest tonight is an Academy Award Winning actor who casts a spell upon anyone who dares to watch his films. He is hailed as one of the best actors the world has ever seen. Please everyone, welcome Konoha's very own, Uchiha Itachi!"

Earth shattering applause filled the studio as the sharply dressed, Uchiha male stepped onto the stage.

A black, simple button down suit with a matching black, silk tie accompanied the smooth, pale skin of the ebony haired, elder Uchiha.

As he stepped into the limelight, he was secretly in awe of how many people who were all his fans. Itachi was never one for attention but every once in a while he was humbled by the amount of response he received.

The deafening applause continued even after he took his seat.

Takiro smiled at the handsome, dark haired man who looked out into the audience with a smirk upon his features. Once again, she was astounded his beauty.

Itachi Uchiha was perfect.

Literally and figuratively.

The applause continued for an additional three minutes before Itachi stood to his feet and bowed to his audience in appreciation.

"I thank you all for your applause. But, please take your seats."

Catcalls came from the audience as Itachi took his seat once again.

A smirk crossed his features as one catcall in particular caught his attention.

"I love you, too." he responded suavely, as the sounds of screaming fangirls exploded throughout the air.

Dark, slate eyes locked onto the bright brown eyed host who seemed be looking at the fangirls in the audience in a mixture of disgust and awe.

"Well, Itachi. It is a pleasure to see you once again." Takiro responded as the audience of fangirls exploded into screams once again.

"It is a pleasure to see you once again also, Takiro-san."

"Aww, Itachi you flatter me!" Takiro said with a stiff smile as her eyes locked onto his once again.

A chuckle escaped his lips as the audience joined in the his chuckle as a blush covered Takiro's face.

"Congratulations are in order for being nominated for another Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor for the movie "Dusk of a Woman. Tell me, Itachi. What was it like working with the likes of Robert Downy Jr, George Clooney, and Morgan Freeman?"

His onyx eyes brightened considerably as he recalled the friends he made while working on set.

"The experience was amazing." he said with a small smile.

"Even though you played a small role in the movie, you were highly praised for your ability to steal any scene you were in. If I can recall correctly, Entertainment Weekly called you the best method actor of your generation. How does it feel to be praised so highly?"

"It is humbling." he said in a soft tenor as he met the eyes of his manager. He could see Shisui shrug in confusion as he turned his dark eyes back to the host.

"Aww, Itachi! Don't be so coy! I also heard another rumor about your performance on set."

His dark eyebrows rose in response as he wondered just what this woman could be up to. He could sense something from her that put him on edge. What was she up to?

Was she still upset that he was not interested in a date with her?

"Hn."

"Would you guys would like to see evidence of this rumor of what Itachi-san has been doing on set?"

Loud applause filled the room as the fangirls screamed out declaring their love for the handsome movie star.

"Alright. Hang to your pearls ladies because you are in for a shock."

A picture of two men lit up the screen as jaws dropped around the room. The two men, one of which looked like Itachi. was embraced in a hug with a blond, blue eyed man.

Anger flooded his veins as the very familiar picture filled the screens around the room.

The standing room audience stood in silence.

The audience sat unmoving as images filled the screen of the two men hugging. The camera zoomed in on the handsomely dressed, Uchiha Itachi as if they were seeing him for the first and last time.

The sound of multiple cell phones going off around the room filled in the awkward silence as the live camera continued to roll on.

"Itachi-san, you have been on the best dressed lists for the past four years. You have been named the most beautiful people list for five years running. But, in all this time since you have become an actor we have not heard anything about your love life. Is this the reason why?" Takiro said coldly, as she gestured to the still moving pictures of the two men.

Silence continued to reign as the stunned actor turned swift eyes to his manager.

He could see his cousin scramble with the multiple calls that had come in as soon as the pictures appeared on the screen.

"Itachi, is this the reason why we never see you with any women and because you go to award shows alone?"

Protests died at his lips as he looked back at the picture once again. Of course, he recognized the two people the screen but he could not reveal who they were, even if he wanted to.

"I think I speak for the female population of Konoha when I ask this but Uchiha Itachi, are you gay?"

Itachi could feel his lips moving before he had time to register what he was saying.

For the first time in a long time, his body moved on autopilot as words began to tumble from his lips.

"No, Takiro I am not gay. I respect the gay community but I am not. As a matter of fact, I have been in a relationship with a woman for over five years now."

Surprise lit Takiro's features as she watched the surprised looks cross her audience faces. She kicked herself for underestimating Uchiha Itachi once again.

How was she to have known that he already had a girlfriend?

"Oh really? How interesting. According to my sources, you have been single since you entered the business. Tell me Uchiha, what else have you been holding out on us all this time?"

He chuckled darkly as he shot an icy glare towards his host.

It only took a moment for her to stiffen in her seat and recoil from the ferocity of such a glare. Surely, Itachi would be willing to share more about this "girlfriend."

"Tell us. What is she like?"

Screams, as well as the sound of tears, littered the audience as the women sighed in relief and sadness at the prospect of Uchiha Itachi being taken.

"Well, since you asked so nicely. I would like to say that she is the most beautiful woman and wisest woman I have ever known."

Fangirl screams filled the audience once again as they watched the soft smile that crossed the handsome man's features. Could it really be possible that Uchiha Itachi was truly in love with this woman?

"Well, you have piqued our curiosity Itachi. How did you two meet?"

Itachi shifted in his seat as he caught the eye of his cousin mouthing the words 'what the hell?' in response. He gave a smirk to Shisui as he turned back to the host who seemed to be green with envy.

'How did he meet this mystery woman indeed?'

His mind shifted into autopilot as the fictitious story escaped from his lips.

"We were childhood friends."

The sound of awws filled the air as the dark haired man pretended to blush slightly. He was an Oscar winning actor after all.

"Does she have a name?"

The screams of "tell us, tell us, tell us" filled the air as the crowd stood to its feet demanding the name of the woman who had stolen Uchiha Itachi's heart.

A hint of panic surged in his veins as he shot another look at his cousin only to meet the glare of the older man.

He gulped.

How did he end up in this situation?

And how was he supposed to produce an imaginary girlfriend out of thin air?

Suddenly an image from long ago filled his mind as he recalled the name of a young girl who used to follow his brother around as children. Eventually, she outgrew her crush on his younger brother and became one of his closest friends.

The name slipped softly from his lips before he could stop it as the room fell silent before the screeches of fangirls filled the air.

Itachi barely had time to open his mouth before Takiro's voice cut him off.

"There you have it ladies!"

Applause filled the studio as the theme song began to fill the studio, indicating the end of the segment.

"Uchiha Itachi is taken off the market by Haruno Sakura! I would like to thank Uchiha Itachi for joining us here tonight on the show." she bowed to him before turning back to her audience.

"Joining us next time will be singer, TenTen! She will be singing a song, Neji, I'll Kill You", from her new album called "Kunai Number Ten. Have a lovely night everyone!"

The cameramen signaled the end of the show as the still stunned actor, as well as its host rose to their feet.

"Thank you again Itachi for the interview. I shall take my leave now." she said with a bow before exiting the stage with the cameraman in tow.

Itachi stood stunned as a frowning Shisui stepped forward.

"This is bad right?"

Itachi turned to his cousin with a frown marring his features before taking walking toward his dressing room to change.

"You have no idea, Shisui. Truly...no idea."

The two men walked away from the set with two things on their mind.

When was Sasuke going to tell them that he was gay and who in the hell was Haruno Sakura?

That night one pink haired, green eyed woman dragged her feet through her front door on the brink of exhaustion. Her feet ached from the twenty hour shift she had put in at the hospital.

She slipped her white coat from her small frame as she dropped her name badge onto the floor.

Surely, she could pick it up tomorrow on her way out of the door.

Her nice hot shower was calling her name after the long shift she had.

Not only was the E.R swamped with patients but half of the so called "emergencies" were not emergencies at all.

A headache was on the edge of her subconscious as she began to slip off her clothing.

She had just slipped her shirt over her head when her cell phone lit up brilliantly. The image of Babe the Pig lit up the screen as she groaned. Her best friend, Ino-Pig was calling her but why in the hell was she calling her so late?

Ino knew she had to work a double the next day.

Eventually, the phone stopped ringing and she continued to undress with all intent to enter her shower and cleanse the dirt and grime from the hospital off her body, when her phone lit up again.

This time a stoic picture of Uchiha Sasuke lit up the screen as she groaned in frustration.

Just what in the hell were her friends thinking by calling so late?

She groaned as she looked back and forth between her glowing cell phone and the shower calling her name.

To her it was a simple choice.

Her shower simply came first.

Sasuke would understand...Ino-Pig..well she really didn't care if she did.

Hot water flowed down her limps as her aching muscles pulled the sponge over her body. A serene calm filled her as she watched the dirt and grime splatter onto the tile below.

"Sorry Sasuke and Ino but my shower comes before anything." she said softly as she took a moment to shampoo her hair. She closed her eyes and breathed in the scent of strawberry as her mind drifted far, far, away.

If only, she could be far away.

That would really help her hectic life at the moment.

Thirty minutes later, Sakura found herself pulling back the blankets to her soft queen sized bed. The soft pillows greeted her like a long lost friend as she tugged the blanket up to her chest.

A small smile lined her features as she drifted off to dreamland, the outside world long since forgotten.

Vaguely, she recalled that she was supposed to call Ino and Sasuke back but once her body began to float away, she made the resolution to call them the next morning to see what they wanted.

Surely, they need anything important, right?

As he closed his script at 4am, Itachi could only watch as the entertainment channels explode with images from his announcement earlier. Immediately after he stepped off the set, his little brother had called him in a fit rage that could only be associated with an Uchiha.

He closed his eyes as he heard the reporter speculate what this "Sakura" looked like.

Vaguely, he recalled that Sakura Haruno had pink hair. Anything else he could not recall.

He groaned as his phone continued to ring once again. Surely, people would get the hint and stop calling.

"Yes, Shisui." he answered as he finally picked up the phone.

"We have a problem."

Itachi groaned internally.

This was all his fault. If only he had kept his mouth closed then his face wouldn't be all over the screen.

How could one simple name cause such a ruckus?

Truly, Itachi had no idea as to what kind of ruckus he was in for.

A/N: So it begins...