A/N: So for all of you who thought I dropped off the face of the Earth recently, I haven't. I'm still here... I just didn't put anything up because I decided to take a break from thinking about updating. But I've still been writing...

I hope you enjoy! Read and review, please.

"I need a job," Sakura sighed heavily, dropping her bag onto the dining room table. She plopped herself down into a seat, and picked up the newspaper, hoping to see her next dream job jump out at her.

Ino looked over from the kitchen, rolling her eyes. It had been like this every day since Sakura quit her last job, and, quite frankly, it was getting annoying. She had a great job doing the thing she loved the most, but no… She had to go and quit because of 'personal reasons'.

If the savings from her old salary wasn't helping pay the rent and buy the food, Ino so would have said something by now.

"See anything good?"

"Not really."

Sakura sighed once more as she set the paper down on the white table. "This is ridiculous! It should not be this hard to find a regular job!"

"Welcome to the world of the non-med school educated woman, Sakura." Ino finished chopping up the cucumber to add to the salad she was making for herself. "We had to apply to countless jobs before someone even interviewed us. It was a lot of hard work, and a lot of disappointment. I know, it's shocking. But not everyone can just apply to a world class hospital and get accepted because of their name and their teacher's recommendation." The blonde picked up her bowl, and walked over to the table.

"I get it; you had to work hard to get your job, whereas I was handed mine, yadda yadda. It's just frustrating that I went through school for all those years, and now I'm out of work," Sakura said, folding her arms across her chest as she leaned back and pouted.

Ino swallowed the piece of lettuce she was chewing. The constant complaining of the pink haired woman was grating on her very patient nerves. But she would endure, for the sake of her best friend. Or not. "I feel bad for you, Sakura. I really do. But this whole 'Bleh bleh I worked hard, had a great job, then quit' thing, it's old." Another forkful of salad was thoughtfully chewed and swallowed.

Sakura dropped her pout, and narrowed her emerald eyes at her best friend. "Well excuse me for having job troubles! I'd like to see you get a job in this town! There's nothing!"

Ino said nothing as Sakura stood up, and made her way to the kitchen. After all, the blonde knew how to win an argument with her friend. First, you let her think she has won. And so the silence stretched on as Sakura calmed, thinking Ino was at a loss for words. Second tip for winning an argument with Sakura, get her distracted with food.

"There's leftover spaghetti in the fridge from last night if you're hungry, forehead," Ino pointed out.

"Thanks!" Sakura replied cheerfully, grabbing the container of noodles and helping herself to a plateful. The microwave hummed and she smiled, watching her food heat up. The buzzer rang, she grabbed the food, and the sauce from the jar was applied. Sakura picked up her food, and walked over to the table.

"Shikamaru called today. He reminded me to tell you that the secretary job at his firm is still open," Ino shot back, her eyes shining with the thoughts of victory. "I know you think being a secretary is beneath your medical degree, but it is a job."

Sakura dropped the fork she had just barely picked up, and stared, open mouthed, at Ino.

"I mean, I know the job market is so dead that you would never find a job, but this will pay well, as I told you before. Not the money you were making as a doctor, but well above my salary." She watched as Sakura ran through her usual 'Post-argument-with-Ino' emotions: confusion, understanding, anger, and finally defense.

Which was, in Ino's opinion, the best part about being passive aggressive. "I-I-I… It's just… a secretary, Ino… In a law firm? And…" she stuttered along, trying to form a coherent sentence. "You did that on purpose!" she finally blurted out. "You waited until I was content with my victory!"

"Don't change the subject on me, forehead. There is a perfectly fine, well paying job you could get as long as you fit the one qualification, and you refuse to take it because you want to wait until something like 'School Nurse Wanted' appears in the paper!"

The former doctor sank into her seat, knowing Ino was right. It was a good job at one of the most prestigious law firms in Konoha, the Uchiha Law Group. And being Shikamaru's secretary wasn't so- "Wait, you said something about there being one condition. What is it?"

Ino looked up from the green leaves she was almost finished with, and smiled. "Well, Sasuke has to like you. That's all."

Sakura's eyes widened a fraction of a centimeter. "The job was to be SASUKE UCHIHA'S secretary? I thought it was for Shikamaru?"

"No, Shikamaru already has someone; one of Chouji's cousins needed a job, and Shikamaru didn't have the heart to tell her no. She works well, though, so he's happy. Doesn't take much… Anyway, Sasuke's last secretary was fired for who knows why, but he's looking again."

"Sasuke Uchiha…" Sakura muttered, swallowing her spaghetti. She had seen him before; he was one of the most famous people in Konoha. He was a great lawyer, a handsome man, and all around a pretty cool guy, apparently. On top of all that, he was only 26. His law firm was definitely the best around, and featured six of the smartest men in town: Himself, Sasuke Uchiha, Naruto Uzumaki, Neji Hyuuga, Kiba Inuzuka, and of course two of her friends, Shikamaru and Sai.

Sakura remembered disliking the firm because it was all men lawyers and mostly female assistants. But the fact of the matter was, Sasuke only took the best as his associates, and there weren't many woman lawyers in Konoha. Sakura guessed that if there was a woman who was as brilliant as Shikamaru or Sai, they'd be hired on in a minute.

So she figured Sasuke was just a really good judge of ability.

Sai had once taken her to a company party, and she had seen Sasuke, surrounded by giggling girls, looking slightly annoyed and kind of embarrassed.

"He doesn't really like the attention," Sai had told her.

"Then why doesn't he tell them to leave him alone?" Sakura had asked, watching him push past the hoard and try to make it to Naruto. They instantly surrounded him again.

"It would be bad for his family's reputation, considering most of those girls also come from rich families that know his well. He can't hurt the wrong people. So he lets them hang all over him; after all, it's not like he had a girlfriend, so he has no reason to tell them to stop."

At the time, Sakura had felt bad for him. But over time, she had forgotten about the party, and the rumors of the playboy Uchiha reached her ears. It seemed like every girl in town had been hit on by or kissed Sasuke, and Sakura soon found it hard to sympathize with him.

"Fine," Sakura croaked. "I'll apply for the job. But chances are I won't even get to the interview stage. My only experience is with medicine, remember?"

Ino, who had finished her salad and cleaned up during Sakura's long flashback, shrugged as turned on the TV in the living room. "It's okay, Shikamaru made a personal recommendation for you. You have an interview tomorrow at 9 o'clock in the morning. He said to forget the résumé, because they only decide on face to face meetings when it comes to Sasuke."

Again, the pink haired girl was astonished. Shikamaru had thought of everything in her excuse arsenal!

"Well, I better shower and get to bed, then. Big day tomorrow."

"'Night, forehead."

"Goodnight, evil pig."

A/n: So I hoped you liked it! Yessir, this is going to be a Naruto story not revolving around ShikaSaku! I'll update ASAP, I promise.