I Write Sins Not Tragedies

Prologue

Naruto glared at him from the other side of the room, that smug look painted on his expression causing the blonde's blood to boil. He couldn't stand him, his arrogance, his need to be better than everyone. What gave him the right to think he was so perfect? Nothing. And yet there he was, mister 'I'm the shit so you better act like it'.

"...and now you may kiss the bride." The priest proclaimed, the words hitting Naruto just in time to snap the perfect picture. He smiled at the couple standing at the altar; it was a beautiful day for a wedding.

Everything seemed to have gone the way it was planned. From the weather down to the very last stitch on Hinata's dress. She looked breathtaking. Kiba's smile as she walked down the aisle was something priceless. Naruto was able to get a nice shot of that too, he would be sure to show his friend that one he got all the picture printed. The kiss would be framed, there was no doubt about that. His hand around her waist, tilting her back, her smile as she kissed him, her hair with the light summer breeze. It was a weird type of perfection, but wedding's were supposed to be perfect. And if they're really in love, then it'll always be perfect.

Glancing up from his camera, Naruto saw all the girls lining up to catch the bouquet. Hinata was grinning from ear to ear, her laugh dancing through the air. She was panning the crowd, looking for someone in particular. Her eyes locked with Naruto's.

He raised an eyebrow at her, only realizing her intentions when she was waving her hand for him to join the crowd of crazed women. Naruto shook his head vigorously, nodding at her to go on with throwing it. She stared at him for a while before pouting and turning around to throw it.

They always did that, the girls always wanted him to catch the bouquet. One, he doesn't need any insane women chasing after him if he by some miracle catches it. And two, he doesn't need to be married. He was only twenty-three for goodness sakes.

"Still taking pictures for a living, Naruto?" Naruto jumped at the sound of his voice, the feeling of the bastard's breath on his skin instantly making him angered.

"Still being a professional pain in the ass, Sasuke?"

"Clever. Well, not really. You're still quite stupid." That tone, it drove him insane. If they were alone, he would wipe that damn smirk right off his pretty little face.

"Don't you have something better to do, like fuck one of your little whores? I'm sure there are plenty of them laying around here." Naruto began to pack his things up, he figured he could just go talk to Hinata for a little bit before taking off. He'd be back for the reception in a few hours, there was something he needed to do anyways.

"I don't do cheep. You know that much moron." Sasuke chimed in. Naruto scoffed.

"Now why would i know a thing about you?" Naruto began to walk away. He could have sworn Sasuke said something, but it couldn't have been anything important.

Everyone was engaged in their pointless little talks, faking smiles and it was maddening. It didn't take more than a simple exchange of insults with that bastard to drive Naruto insane.

His lips pursed as he caught a glance of Kiba's arm around Hinata. The brunette's eyes twinkling with a newlywed glow. Naruto cursed under his breath. He still loved Sasuke.