Title: Model Girl
Author: Shiku Noberu
Disclaimer: I no own Naruto and its characters. You no sue me, yes?
Genre: Romance/Drama
Pairing
Summary: There's more to drama and love than you'd ever know happening in Konoha Modelling Agency. AU. MultiSaku. Revamp in progress.
Um. Hey. This is Shiku. Ano- this is my first fanfiction, with all my studies and stuff, I didn't get the chance to make a Fanfiction account \(-̩̩Д-̩̩ \) Mind you, even grade 7 is pretty stressful.
Revamp: 21/10/2013
ENJOY! (Awaaa)
Flashes.
Lights.
Applauding.
Screaming.
Gunshots.
...Blood?
Model Girl
Chapter 000
The Resumé
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The rain poured down in heavy sheets as a lone figure made his way towards a huge building. He sneezed twice before pushing the mahogany doors open. Blinking rapidly from the sudden assault of bright lights, he hurriedly made his way to the elevator. Barely registering the 'hello's from his fellow staffs, he pressed the up button of the elevator. Pressing the button 30, he tapped his foot impatiently against the floor as he waited for the elevator to hurry it up.
The elevator 'dinged' and he immediately ran out. A boy – no – teen with spiky blonde hair collided into him. Cerulean eyes widened at the sight of the man and he grinned. "Kakashi! Heyy watcha doing here so early?" Said cloaked man sighed and ran a hand through his wet hair; how it was still defying gravity, the blonde teen, Naruto, would never know. "Naruto, is the boss in?"
Naruto blinked. "Eh, yeah! What's wrong?"
Kakashi walked on and waved a bit to the bustling staffs who were preparing a photoshoot later that day. "Nothing. I have a resumé to hand in. We have a potential model here."
Naruto's eyes widened considerably and yelled (because men are too manly to scream), "Another model?! Aww c'mon Kaka we aint got time for another model! I mean 'how many more friggin' models do we need? We have more than enough male models!"
-insert exasperated sigh [from Kakashi] here-
"Naruto, this is a female model." He kept on walking to the end of the 30th floor towards a mahogany door that had the sign 'boss' on it. Naruto had to break into a run to keep up with Kakashi.
"... Female? As in, the gender Kami made in opposite to us men? The same annoying gender as Ino?"
"I don't think you need another lesson in biology, do you, Naruto? Now lemme go and give this damn resumé." Kakashi had reached the boss's door and his hand rested on the knob.
"Okay, okay! Geez, you're so violent." Naruto raised both hands as a surrender. He gave Kakashi a grin before having a staff member call out for his photoshoot. "G'luck Kaka! Don't let the boss give you a hard time, ne?" He turned around and disappeared into a corner.
Kakashi let out another sigh and knocked on the door, hearing a tired 'come in'.
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Tsunade sighed. She swore under her breath, and fortunately, it wasn't heard by the screeching blonde. "Ino…" Tsunade gritted her teeth. She wanted to just drink her sake in peace and ignore her paperwork for the rest of her life. Ino stopped in the middle of her rant. It was something about her being the only female model, if Tsunade did pay attention.
Ino narrowed her electric blue eyes and flipped her blonde hair over her shoulder. "Tsunade, I need a new female model! I mean, those female–" she scowled, "–photographers can't keep their eyes off the guy models!"
Tsunade rubbed her temples and removed her feet from her large wooden table. As she eyed the stack of papers, something clicked in her mind. "Ah, Ino, wouldn't you like to hear that there will be a new female model coming tomorrow?"
Ino squealed. "Really? Oh my god YES now I won't be alone." Ino stopped her dancing and prancing around Tsunade's office and fixed her purple pencil skirt. "Ano, who is she? Someone from a different agency?" Tsunade shrugged and leaned back against her chair.
"Kakashi was supposed to bring in her resumé today. She's a newbie model, but I think I've seen her somewhere." She was about to drink her sake when someone knocked on her door. Tsunade groaned before saying 'come in'.
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Kakashi came in Tsunade's office in all his wet glory. The first thing he saw was Ino who had been in the process of going out of the room. He sweatdropped when Ino's eyes turned into hearts. "Aaaww Kaka-kun! You look like an adorable wet puppy! Why you didn't want to be a model beats me." She winked at him and sauntered out into the hallway.
Kakashi glared lightly at her back before making his way to Tsunade's desk. Tsunade looked up at him and sat up straight. "What do you want, Kakashi?" Kakashi's visible eye crinkled. "Now, now, Tsunade. Is that the way to greet your staff that has worked his ass off to get some girl's resumé in the middle of a raining day?" Tsunade flinched inwardly as she practically felt Kakashi's killing intent radiating. She coughed. "So… I want to see that resumé. Is she someone capable of being a successful model here?"
Kakashi shrugged lazily. "She should be. I mean, she was tested by Konoha Modelling Agency's toughest judge: Anko. And she passed. It's not everyday Anko accepts a model, right?" Tsunade just grumbled and snatched the resumé out of Kakashi's hands. Skimming through it, her eyebrows rose. "She had a traumatic incident with men?"
"It seems so, Tsunade, doesn't the resumé written by herself say it all?" Kakashi inquired dryly.
Tsunade pretended to not hear that particular comment and snapped the resumé with a satisfied snap. "I guess we could give her a chance in this agency then. Though her fear of men would be a problem…" She threw the resumé aside and grabbed her sake bottle again. "Kakashi…" "Yes?" Kakashi raised a brow. Tsunade's eyes glinted evilly. "You had trained Naruto and Sasuke, yes?" Kakashi was sweating now. "Yes…?" He trailed off uncertainly.
"Good," Tsunade directed a sickly-sweet smile at him. "Because you'll be training her, too."
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RESUMÉ
Name: Haruno Sakura
Age: 16
Date of Birth: 28 March 1997
Address: Tokyo, Japan
Employment Objective:
I would like to try something new. My family had all been business people.
Current Education:
Konoha High School, Year 10
Past Occupations:
–
Skills:
Communicating (I guess?)
Profiency in foreign languages:
Japanese (primary language), English (secondary language), Chinese, conversational Korean, French and German.
Any traumatic incidents that may interfere with work:
Men.