Meetings
Title: Meetings
Author: katanaxmistress
Pairing: KakashixSakura
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: AU!Drabble. Mentions/Assumption of sex.
Disclaimer: Do not own NARUTO. Kishimoto does.
Author's notes: Wouldn't leave me alone, so I tried.
ETA: otaku_revey, the most awesome person in the world, wrote her take on this as per my request! Read it here. It's wonderful, really *__*
The first time she met him was at a party her best friend&confidante hosted. He was older than the mass of coworkers around him, his pre-mature silvering of hair being noted, but he seemed at ease with the others. She dismissed him after another glance; he seemed popular with the ladies.
The second time she met him was the day after. She was to be his secretary as of today. She couldn't help but notice that he looked hung over and thoroughly satiated. She wondered who the lucky girl was.
The third time they met was in his office. She had his papers in hand and entered without knocking- she did warn him twenty minutes earlier that she would be coming by. She wished she hadn't. She went back to her desk and sent him her two weeks notice.
The fourth time they met was after her two week notice. She thanked him for the job opportunity and left with a bow. She didn't feel his eyes linger on her back.
The fifth time she met him, it was at a bar. She was with her best friend&confidante. She got dragged to his table. He lathered attention to the both of them. Her best friend&confidante giggled. She wound up drinking twice as much that night.
The sixth time they met, they didn't really meet. She was walking home from her new job and he was at the corner talking to someone on his phone. He had his back turned to her. She ignored him.
The seventh time was at her best friend&confidante's bachelorette party. They had fun goading the stripper. She got embarrassed. She left the room for some air and saw him through the window. He was walking down the street. He waved.
The eighth time they met, they were seated at the same table. He flirted. She drank champagne. She caught the flowers that her best friend&confidante threw. He gave her a smile. They left with his arm around her.
The ninth time, she woke up in his bed. His hand was in her hair. He told her he had wondered if pink was her natural color. She smiled- and they introduced themselves formally with a kiss.