Infiniti Essence and a little mistake

100 days slave of a Playboy

Infiniti Essence and a little mistake

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, revealing what a beautiful day it was today. Warm, sunny, perfect. So also for Sasuke Uchiha. As busy as he was all day, he was able to relax on such a beautiful day.
Okay ... maybe not that busy ... actually not at all. However, he found himself quite busy, and most importantly, important. He was busy with all the women he had to please. It was a full-time job, as he always said so beautifully.
But it wasn't a miracle either. Sasuke was good-looking, had money to the point and had all the time in the world. The reason: He had so much money that he never had to work once in his 21-year-old life. What for? He didn't have time to work when he thought about it.
There were just too many people to look after and he didn't have time to do anything serious, like work. As I said: He was just busy - so today too.
He had just finished an extremely annoying date. Alright It wasn't a date in his eyes. This woman had talked to him with all sorts of nonsense and when she finally got a call from her ex, Sasuke had quickly run away. He couldn't do anything with that, definitely not.
So he was on the way back home quite early that day, where he was looking forward to spending the rest of the day in peace on the balcony of his penthouse apartment. Such a day could be so beautiful, he thought ...
Thought wrong!
Suddenly the view from his black, more than overpriced car was blocked when a newspaper spread across the windshield. And as was to be expected, his car came to an abrupt stop when Sasuke hit an obstacle just a few seconds later. A little startled, but at the same time horrified, he looked at the newspaper, which was now slowly being blown off the window, thanks to the light wind. He was even more shocked to find that he had hit a wall, which is why he was temporarily unable to do anything. However, his attention was then drawn to something else when he heard loud curses. Without further ado, he turned around and looked out the window of his car, saw a simple high school girl there, whom he quickly recognized by her school uniform and who cursed loudly to himself. Since she was the only person around, Sasuke quickly realized that she was to blame for his accident and his now demolished beloved car.
Without hesitation, he got out and slammed the car door behind him, quite noisily. But the girl didn't seem to pay any attention to him and just kept walking, which is why he followed her stubbornly."Hey! You pink-haired one!" He called out to her, slightly upset, to get the girl's attention. But at first she didn't react at all, was probably far too lost in thought. Sasuke snorted softly, but then stopped abruptly when this girl had stopped just as unexpectedly and turned to him.
"What do you want?", She wanted to know, although her tone was not exactly friendly. Sasuke looked at her slightly offended. How dare she be so rude to him? That little brat ...
"Thanks to you, I just demolished my car!"
"What can I do that you can't drive?" And how cheeky the little one was ...
"What can I do if you throw newspapers around yourself?", He replied immediately and pointed to the black car, which was still standing against the wall and didn't look good - at least not from the front.
The girl across from him glanced past him and looked at his car before she turned her gaze back to him.
"Is that it now?", She wanted to know and looked at Sasuke unmoved, who snorted again immediately.
"No, of course it wasn't!" He replied immediately. “You will pay for the damage.” Then the girl's mine became a little incredulous.
"I should what?"
“You already understand me!” Sasuke would definitely not deviate from his request. In addition, he did not have to pay for the damage himself, although he would have had enough money to do so.
"But ... I don't have that much money. Besides, it wasn't on purpose."
"Intent or not. Thanks to you, my car is now over."
"The few scratches ...", she grumbled to herself and pulled a pout, which Sasuke absolutely didn't, which is why she immediately crossed her arms, insulted.
"That's enough. It will cost enough, although he was just new!" Sasuke looked back at his car, which he silently pitied. The black beauty was simply his one and only. But this girl didn't even think about giving herself up so easily and gave her counterpart a long look before she took another look at the car, which didn't look cheap.
"The way I see it, you surely have enough money to pay for it yourself. Then why does a poor, innocent girl have to pay for it?" The girl pouted at him again, while he rolled his eyes slightly.
"Do you think that interests me? You broke it - you will pay for it!" Sasuke certainly didn’t let this fact talk to him. However, the person opposite was silent again, and she continued to look at Sasuke in silence, but before she looked past him, because something had probably caught her attention. Confused, the Uchiha could see how her expression suddenly became slightly horrified before she pointed in the direction of his car.
"There's a dog peeing on your car right now!"As stupid as Sasuke was at that moment, he turned a little shocked to his car, which was clearly his sanctuary. However, he then realized that there was no dog to be seen anywhere and, above all, that he didn't care if a dog peeed against it. He would definitely survive that.
So he turned back to the girl, just about to say something, when he watched as horrified as this girl had disappeared.
That couldn't be true now. She actually screwed him ...
Snorting, he was about to turn around again when he saw something on the floor. On closer inspection he recognized a purse, which he then picked up and simply opened. However, the first thing he saw made him grin. Name, address, name of your school and mobile phone number - all in one. Ass card, he'd say.
With a slight grin, he turned away again before going back to his car, slipping her wallet into his pocket.
Haruno Sakura - he would remember the name.

~ * ~

Sakura would never have thought that she could make sure that the car of such a filthy rich snob would get a scratch. But what the heck ... she couldn't care less. He should take care of it. At least she didn't care. She would never see him again anyway, she was sure of that.
Satisfied with herself and the world, she continued home after running a few blocks so that this guy couldn't catch up with her.
One thing she had to admit to herself, however. The guy looked damn good. Surely he was older than her, she was only 17 years old. But what the heck ... like I said, she wouldn't see him again.

She arrived home quickly and a few minutes later she had already retired to her room, threw herself on her wide bed in her school uniform and sighed contentedly. That day had clearly been a long one. First she skinned two entire tests and then she read in the newspaper that her favorite actor had married. Such a crap. And then she managed to cause an accident. Hm ... in principle it wasn't her fault, it was her favorite actor. What did he have to marry?
She had just closed her eyes and enjoyed the silence when it was broken by the annoying ringing of her cell phone, which is why she grumbled on her back and rummaged it out of her pocket before looking at it. Surely it was one of her friends who wanted to meet her.
A quick glance at her cell phone display, however, showed her that she did not know the number of the caller. After a moment's hesitation, she shrugged and answered anyway.
"Yeah ~?" She asked in a good mood, still not knowing who was on the other end of the line."You little beast ... you won't escape me again.", Complained the clearly male voice on the phone, whereupon Sakura frowned. Who was that?
"Sorry ... who are you?"
“Who I am?” A slightly amused snort could be heard. "I am the owner of my Infiniti Essence that you demolished."
"What did I demolish?", Sakura asked incomprehensibly and was even more confused than before. The man on the other end sighed softly.
"My car ... is it ringing?"
Oh ... and if the doorbell rang. Damn it, how did that guy get her cell phone number please?
"I don't know what you mean. You must have dialed the wrong number ..."
"I guaranteed that no-" Sakura had already hung up and interrupted this guy's nagging. Jeez ... that could still be something. So much for the subject: she would never see him again and never have anything to do with him again. Well, after all, he didn't know where she lived, which was always good.

~ * ~

That little bitch clearly thought it might be fooling him. Tze, she had picked the wrong one. She would pay for the damage and how she would.
Nodding to himself in confirmation, Sasuke dropped his cell phone on the wide designer living room table before leaning back on his white couch. Then he took Sakura's wallet, which she had unfortunately lost today, and opened it before pulling out a card, which apparently came from her school.
"Tokyo High ..." Maybe he should pay her a visit there ...?

Said and done. The next day had hardly dawned when Sasuke drove to her school, from which he had found out beforehand, where she was and that a Sakura Haruno actually attended this school. But she did.
Sasuke had parked right in front of the entrance to their school, got out and was now leaning against the passenger door while he waited for Sakura. The scratch, or rather the dent on his car, was really clearly visible. At least clear enough for him, because sometimes he really exaggerated when it came to his sanctuary.
He looked at the clock in silence. Two more minutes and class should be over and he just had to wait for Sakura. Surely it wasn't difficult to see. After all, which girl had as pink hair as she?
When he finally heard the doorbell, he grinned slightly and