A/N: Hey, so this is an extremely old story I wrote a while back. I'm currently going through all of my stories to make sure they're edited and up to my standards and this will be the last one I work on. So be warned, the grammar and spelling is absolutely terrible, lol. xoxo
A small ray of light came in through the window to arrouse the person who was sleeping peacfully in bed. With a groan, the person pulled back the covers to see where the light was coming from exactly. He scoffed only to realize that the sun was slowly making its way up. Running a hand through his raven locks, the man threw back the covers and made his way towards the bathroom.
"Sir," came a hesitant call from the hallway, "I don't mean to disturb you, but I would like to remind you of the ball tonight." A groan escaped his lips. Thats right... his parents came up with an ingenious plan to celebrate his birthday by holding a party in his honor.
After finishing in the bathroom, he pulled on a pair of comfortable jeans and sweatshirt before making his way down to the breakfast nook. The Uchiha mansion was much bigger than most palaces, in fact, it could have been the same size as Buckingham Palace. His room wasn't much bigger than most of the other rooms around the palace. It was large, of course, allowing him to have somewhat of a suite within his room.
His actual bed was separated by a partial wall from a living room. Each "room" had a flat screen mounted onto the wall. The living room had comfortable couches that he tended to sleep on while his bedroom had a large, cal-king bed with equally dark sheets.
Once he made it to the breakfast nook, he noticed his parents already sitting. His father had a newspaper in his hands while his mother was silently sipping at a cup of tea. "Where's Itachi," he asked, noticing his big brothers absence.
"Oh! Sasuke, happy birthday my darling!" His mother threw her arms around his neck suddenly, causing him to stumble in surprise. "Your brother is out with the kitchen staff doing some last minute errands for the party tonight." Sasuke shook his head with a smile and ducked into the large kitchen to find himself something to eat. After settling for a boiled egg, he sat next to his mother again and allowed her to drag on about all of the women that were going to be at the party.
When Mikoto noticed her son blatantly ignoring her, she made a pouting face that caused Sasuke to groan. "Mother, I get it. I really do. You want grandchildren."
"Yes I do and since Itachi wont be getting married any time soon, you're my only option!"
Sasuke put his hands up in defense. "How do you know I'm the one who is going to be married first?"
His mother shrugged with a smile on her face. "I don't know. I just have a haunch on it. I have a feeling tonight is going to be a very lucky night." Sasuke chuckled softly, shaking his head and beginning to eat his egg.
"Fugaku?" His father barely managed to make a grunting sound since he was so into his newspaper. "Kizashi has responded to our invitation for tonight! He and his wife will be here!"
"Oh, well that's wonderful." Fugaku's eyes never left the newspaper, but Sasuke could tell he was exited for, who ever this was, to be coming to the party. "Who is Kizashi?" Sasuke couldn't help it. He had never heard that name come up before. "Kizashi is the head of the Haruno family. He runs Haruno Industries." Now that she had said his last name, he did in fact recognize it. Though he never had any contact with the family, he knew that his father's police force went through them from time to time. "Now, Sasuke. I need you to come with me right now to make sure your tux fits you." He sighed, knowing better than to argue with his mother, and got up from his seat.
The day had gone by a lot faster than Sasuke had anticipated. He didn't want the ball to come, he just wanted to hide away in his room and play what ever game he had left in the Xbox the night before. Sure he was twenty-three years old, but the man still had a knack for playing any racing games with his best friend.
However, as he stood at the front of the ballroom between his mother and Itachi, he knew there was no way of sneaking out of this one. Most of the girls were grouping together to form fan clubs for the two Uchiha boys. With a grimace from Sasuke, Itachi couldn't help but chuckle at his side. "You have a lot to learn little brother.. You have to embrace these women, they would very easily curb any need that you may have." Itachi gave a smirk but the two boys ceased what they were talking about when they received a glare from their mother.
Sasuke shook his head at his brother and was left standing alone when they all left for the dance floor. He couldn't help but notice his parents as they danced so effortlessly. Of course they had been married for almost forty years and those years meant they had a lot of practice with their dancing. But they looked so in tuned. And as his mother looked at his father, he couldn't help but notice the undying love they held for each other. His father had the very same look and Sasuke couldn't help but feel the pang of envy.
At twenty-three years old, Sasuke wanted to be settled down with a woman, but none of them had captured his attention. None of them deserved to share his bed with him for more than a night. Sasuke sighed softly, running a hand through his dark, spiky hair before making his way down the stairs before being stopped by his mother. "Sasuke! I want you to meet Kizashi."
"Ah, Sasuke. You've grown exponentially since the last time we met. Although, you were only three years old." The man standing in front of him laughed softly. "This is my wife, Mebuki and my daughter Sakura..." The mans voice trailed off as he noticed the woman in question was not by his side. "Where did that girl run off to now... If you'll excuse me, I think I should go look for her."
Mebuki shook her head at her husband and smiled at Sasuke. "You probably dont remember Sakura. The last time you saw her was twenty years ago."
His mother must have noticed Sasuke's tilted head of confusion. "The haruno's used to live near us a long time ago but were relocated due to company related issues." Sasuke made an 'O' with his mouth before excusing himself to find a suitable dance partner. Usually, Sasuke wouldn't dance, but at the moment, it seemed to be the only way to get away from his mother.
As soon as he was about to offer a girl her lucky chance to dance with him, the orchestra announced they would be playing a particular song for a particular dance. It was a classic that Sasuke knew all too well, but most in the ballroom didn't seem to, so it left only a few people to line up for the number.
Sasuke happened to end up in front of a pink haired woman that was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Her dress was red and floor length with no straps and it showed off her curves ever so gracefully. Her arms were clad with white opera gloves and a simple, jade necklace adorned her neck. He couldn't help but notice that the necklace matched her green eyes, then his gaze landed on her hair. Was it naturally pink, or did she dye it to be a rebel? It was braided messily and was left hanging over her shoulder to land just above her dress.
Who was this woman?
As the dance began, they moved together with ease that surprised Sasuke, their eyes never leaving each others. As soon as they touched hands to walk in a circle, Sasuke couldn't help but lean in a little closer. "Who are you," he asked.
"I think it is only polite to offer your name before asking for another." Her voice was smooth and beautiful.
"Excuse my manners," he said, slightly sarcastic with a teasing smile. "I am Sasuke Uchiha."
A smile graced her lips, causing his heart to flutter. What was going on with him? He had never reacted to a woman in this fashion before and it was scaring him.
"Ooh, so you're the birthday boy." Sasuke rolled his eyes at her. "Happy birthday."
"Thank you, now would you mind telling me your name?"
With a cocky tilt of her head, she flicked a teasing gaze at him. "I don't know if I want to tell you who I am. Maybe that would hinder your opinion of me."
"What opinion could I have of someone who I have barely met."
"Mmmm I don't know. What I do know is your reputation with women and I have no intention of being one of those women."
That stopped him, causing him to step closer to her. "I only choose women who have no respect of themselves, and you seem to have a lot more respect than any other that I have been with."
"Well, I am honored to hear that, Mr. Uchiha."
"Please, call me Sasuke." The woman in front of him smiled brilliantly at him and as the song ended, he picked up her hand and kissed the back of it. "Now, may I have your name?" The woman took her hand back slowly then left a kiss on his cheek. She still had not answered his question as she turned to walk away from him. When she was a few paces away, she glanced over her shoulder. "My name is Sakura Haruno." It was all she said before finishing her sultry walk and disapeared into the crowed.
So that woman was Sakura Haruno? Sasuke smirked to himself and finally decided to follow after her through the crowd.
Sakura Haruno...
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