A/N: Okay, my first attempt at this so sorry for any screw ups. First off disclaimer. I do not own Naruto just this story. And second, gotta credit the person who gave me this idea. So... big shout out to Sir White-Socks Whiskey. Okay, onward to this chapter!

Prologue

To say that life is easy and fun isn't true. For most people it can be downright cruel. For the fortunate few the world, the fate and stars, or whatever it is that controls karma, takes favor of them. However, that isn't always the case. For Haruno Sakura, the world, or karma, decided to be extra cruel to her.

For her, it all started before she was even born. Her father, the president of SpringField Ltd, made a particularly weird agreement with the president of the Kyuubisoft, Uzumaki Kushina. That particular decision involved their two eldest kids getting married, in order to ensure the merger between the two companies.

To explain the potentially confusing deal one would have to explain the situation between the before mentioned companies.

SpringField Ltd is a company that specializes in creating new game consoles, creating newer and better game consoles for the pleasure of the masses. While Kyuubisoft is a company that specializes in creating all sorts of games. Be it sports, role playing, alternative realities, anything that can be played. Despite the fact that the two companies specializes in different areas of the business world they often finds themselves at odds with one another.

SpringField Ltd keeps inventing game consoles that don't play the Kyuubisoft games and since half of the masses buys the SpringField Ltd consoles it causes a problem for the Kyuubisoft. The other half buys Kyuubisoft games for the graphics and great planning behind each game and since SpringField Ltd consoles does not support the games it cuts in half SpringField Ltd potential profits.

So, one faithful day, the presidents of SpringField and Kyuubisoft got together and discussed what could be done to fix the problem between their companies. It wasn't long before they came to a conclusion. To initiate a merger between them. And to make it final they agreed that their eldest child would marry one another and eventually become the presidents of the hopefully then merged company.

She is an only child of Haruno Sakumo and Haruno Nami, therefore binding her to the deal she really wants no part of. Uzumaki Kushina and her husband, Namikaze Minato, had a son named Uzumaki Naruto, and since he was the only child of theirs he has no choice but to do his part as well. The two of them grew up to be best of friends despite of the deal, and at the age of twenty they were to be married.

Fate is just not their ally and destiny seems to have a vendetta against them.

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Loud techno music pumps through the speakers as a pink haired woman move through the pulsing crowd of dancers, clutching a glass of sex on the beach, the name momentarily causing her to blush, in each hand. She quickly locates her white-blond friend sitting at the booth they had secured earlier. She really didn't know why she was getting her more drinks but she merely shrugged it off as to avoid thinking about it. Sitting down next to Ino she hands one of the glass to Ino and the other to Tenten.

She glances up towards a stage to see a brunette stripper strutting down the runway, obviously heading towards the metal pole that was at the end of the runway. The stripper wore a long black overcoat which she held securely to her frame. She stops just before the pole, and ever being the curious one Sakura watches the stripper with a steady gaze. She couldn't help but note the sly smirk on the woman's lips.

The loud techno music changes to a slow pace dance song. Just as the song start the stripper move her arms, slowly but surely revealing what she wore under the overcoat, which, to Sakura's surprise, wasn't that much, it was similar to a bikini set of swimsuit or perhaps even a set of lingerie. It was made out of tight, fitting black leather that did not even cover an inch of her cleavage, it even show off the shape of her breasts quite perfectly. And that was quite a sight by itself. The leather did not cover the unnecessary parts, which so happens to be her arms and legs

She watches the stripper completely remove the overcoat and tosses it into the whistling crowd before grabbing the metal pole. Then to Sakura's complete and utter shock the stripper began to dance, almost like the pole was her dance partner, moving gracefully around the metal rod.

She tries, rather unsuccessfully to look away as the stripper started to perform complicated moves, causing her mouth to go dry. Her skin begins to gleam in the light as a thin layer of sweat forms. Almost highlighting her tanned, muscled body.

With a vivid blush on her cheeks she finally manages to avert her eyes to her glass to find a distorted reflection of herself in the liquid. She tries to kick out the images of the stripper dancing, almost grinding, against the pole but with every attempt it was back, stronger than before.

She never realizes it but Ino was watching her with an evil glint in her blue eyes and had a plan set in action. Tenten, unfortunately for Sakura, was part of the plan.

Taking up her drink she took a sip, never noticing the difference in the taste, as she tried to keep from looking at the stage. Her eyes wonder over the dance crowd, looking over every face that was even remotely interesting.

"C'mon, Sakura, how long are you going to ignore the dancer?" Ino teases, "We didn't come here so you can drink and watch people!"

"Shut up," she grumble, her eyes lingering at a blond, "I believe I deserve to just drink."

"Ah yes, the marriage from hell," Ino comment. "I really feel for ya but there ain't much a girl like me can do."

"I know, I know," Sakura sighs, turning to look at her friend. "It's legally binding… Last I checked anyway."

"Sakura, I know I probably said this before, but damn you have the worse of luck," Tenten say. Her tone was that of awe or, to Sakura's suspicion, unrestraint amusement. "I mean to be married to Uzumaki Naruto. You guys are like best friends, siblings even. I just don't see the spark necessary for a wedding."

"Thanks, no really, thanks for reminding me of that," Sakura grumbles darkly, downing the rest of her drink. "I thought the purpose of this whole… bachelorette party was to keep my mind from the fact that I'm gonna be losing my freedom?"

"Sorry," Tenten mumble while Sakura wave down a waitress and asks for another drink.

"Okay, point aside you are too uptight for this particular party! C'mon, let loose already!" Ino gripe as the waitress walked away. "Look at her!" the blond point towards the stage where a brunette had taken stage, "Just watch her!"

"You and freakishly lesbian ways," Sakura teases.

"Hey, in case you've forgotten, I'm bi. So I believe I'm allowed to gawk at these devilishly cute dancers. You, however, need to… relish in your last night as a bachelorette," Ino point out, "And since there are only girl dancers around here ya gonna have to get over it and watch. I ain't letting ya waste money."

"Remind me again why we are even here instead of home?" Sakura question, her eyes drawn to the blond she had spot on the dance floor, moving with the pulsing crowd. After watching hips sway to the beat she turns to look at her friend, accepting the glass the waitress had brought over.

"It was your idea to head out and 'have fun'," Ino state with Tenten nodding her head in agreement.

"I didn't mean to go clubbing," Sakura pout, taking a sip of her water. With a thoughtful gaze she stood up and excuses herself before heading towards the restroom.

With their pink haired friend gone Ino quickly has another waitress bring a glass of ginger ale while Tenten gulps down Sakura's water.

The waitress brings the drink over and take the empty glass away, giving the white-blond a wink as she assists the duo in their plan. She had found them spiking the ginger ale the previous time and managed to pry the plan out of them. Finding the idea amusing she pledged to help them when possible. Poor Sakura wouldn't know what hit her.

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An hour after Sakura returned from the restroom she was terribly drunk, her low alcohol tolerance coming into play in the situation, despite the fact that she had been ordering water. Unfortunately for her, Ino and Tenten had been replacing her drinks with spiked ginger ale, hence, her current state.

With no control over her drunken action she managed to sweet talk a long haired blond, the very same blond she had been watching from the booth, and both of them vanished into one of the many private rooms.

Ino, having kept an eye on her childhood friend, was surprised by the choice Sakura made but was nonetheless amused by the turn of events. Tenten wasn't as amused as Ino instead she was deeply concerned for the pinknette.

"Are you sure we should let Sakura go off by herself? I mean… This is gonna end pretty badly," Tenten sigh, her eyes glancing towards the private rooms. "Last I check she was straight."

"…I honestly don't know what her sexuality is," Ino comments upon reviewing every detail of their friendship, "She never mentioned having a preference. Although, I now have to believe that she likes girls."

"It could be because of the alcohol. After all, people tend to do crazy stuff when they're under the influence," Tenten mutters.

"Ah, we'll cross that bridge when we reach it. Right now, let's just enjoy this night." Ino picks up her drink and downs it in one go. She then pushes a drink towards Tenten, who took it a bit reluctantly. With one last glance towards the private rooms she resigns herself to enjoying the night with Ino.

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Pale jade eyes stares blankly into the full body mirror, scanning the exquisite white, with a splash of jade green, dress. A throbbing headache darts across her head, having gotten a hangover from hell, it hadn't taken long for her to realize that someone, or 'some ones', have been switching her drinks last night. She wasn't happy when she found herself in bed, naked, with another woman, who was just as naked as she was, no, to be precise she was panicking. She couldn't remember anything that could have explain why she was naked in bed with another woman, with the room smelling like… she didn't even know what it smells like. It was unfamiliar.

With a reluctant sigh she places the last piece of the dress on her head and carefully lifts the silk veil over her eyes, obscuring her face from anyone on the outside. She didn't want to get married. Especially with Naruto, the golden-blond was more of a brother than a lover, for a husband.

Of course, she didn't doubt that he would make a wonderful husband but not for her. She considered him as a brother, a really close brother. From what she observed from the blond over the years she knew that he was particularly good at handling kids, having babysat several kids back when they were teenagers. His mother, Uzumaki Kushina, had wanted him to experience working for his own money, cutting him off from the family fortune for several years.

Studying the completed dress she felt like ripping the veil from her naturally pink hair and trampling it under her heeled feet, how Ino managed to convince her to go with high heels she would never know, but a sturdy hand stopped her attempted motion.

"Sakura, don't," she hears a familiar voice say, making her look at her childhood friend, the reminder of the previous night flaring up as her long haired white-blond friend smooth out the winkles in her dress. "I know you don't like the dress, or the veil, or the high heels, or the wedding, but you cannot go back on this." Blue eyes stared into pale jade eyes. "It will embarrass your parents if you were to have second thoughts, especially when the whole merger is riding on this."

Sakura could feel some of her willpower leave her in her next sigh and wonders how she was going to go through this. "Ino… I don't love him," Sakura confess an already widely known fact, "Isn't marriage supposed to be between two people who can't stand the idea of being apart anymore?"

Ino's eyes soften a bit at the question before attempting to give a comforting smile to her long time friend. "… That's normally the case, Sakura-chan," Ino mutters as she rub smoothing circles into the pinknette's shoulder, "but… it doesn't necessarily mean that it always happens." Sakura had to resist the urge to cry for it would ruin Ino's skillfully done makeup job. She disliked being defenseless but unfortunately in this case she was emotionally vulnerable. "C'mon, Sakura, we gotta get going. It's almost time for us to go," Ino whisper, wishing that she could take her fragile friend from this situation.

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Sakura took a deep breath, steeling her nerves for what was to come, and braced herself for it. She glances nervously to her right where her father, a tall pink haired man with a lean built, stood, ready to move once the wedding march sounds.

Looping her arm with her father's arm she held the bouquet before her chest as the wedding march began. With well practiced steps they move to exit the hall in which they had stood, as the double doors swung open once more for the duo. The rustling of fabric was distinct as the guests to the wedding stood, turning to face her and her father.

Averting her eyes from the guests they temporarily landed on the bridesmaid, also known as Yamanaka Ino, before looking up towards the alter, landing on the golden blond man standing by the priest.

He is an average height guy, standing to be approximately five foot five, with a lean and slightly athletic body, wearing a formal, typical black tuxedo with a red rose pinned to his breast. He has sun kissed hair that looked like a sword had hacked at the strands, leaving behind a wild and almost untamed look. Dark, almost sapphire blue eyes peered at her with a small smile. It is not even a genuine smile she was used to seeing every day. She allows her eyes to look over his features once more, despite having done it since she was a preteen. Three whisker marks mars his cheeks, thin and just barely distinct against his slightly tanned skin. That is probably the most unusual thing about him. Despite that it also gave him plenty of fans, mainly girls, although there have been a few guys once or twice.

Sakura could tell that he was nervous from the way he was constantly wringing his hands. Habit almost calls for her to flash him a comforting smile but she remembers two things about her current situation. One, she was wearing a veil that would prevent anyone from seeing her face til he lifts the veil. Two, she was just as nervous as he was, if not more, and for the exact same reason.

Finally the march was over and she was hand over to Naruto, who carefully took her hand and led her to the altar. Facing her he gently lifts the veil to reveal her face to the world, and to him, and together they turn to face the priest, their bodies half facing one another.

"We have come here today for the union between these two people. Two people who love each other deeply and want to share the rest of their lives together…" Simultaneously the two of them flinches at that statement but it was quickly covered up for future evaluation. "Thank you all for coming," the priest addressed the people present "and since we all know why we are here, I suggest we pass on to the wedding vows."

"Please, take each other's right hand" the priest said and Naruto carefully took Sakura's right hand into her own "Uzumaki-san, please repeat after me. I, Uzumaki Naruto…"

"I, Uzumaki Naruto…"

"Take you, Haruno Sakura"

"Take you, Haruno Sakura"

"To be my wife. And I promise to cherish and love you from this moment on"

"To be my wife. And I promise to cherish and love you from this moment on"

Sakura could see him sigh in relief when he made it through the words without any mistakes. She watched him turn towards the ring bearer a little boy named Konohamaru, and carefully took the ring meant for her. With shaking fingers, he slowly yet gently put it around Sakura's finger. Looking up to meet Naruto's eyes, she saw his nervous smile once more and squeezed his hand a little to reassure him.

"Haruno-san, please repeat after me" the priest now looked at her "I, Haruno Sakura..."

"I, Haruno Sakura…"

"Take you, Uzumaki Naruto…"

She turned her gaze towards Naruto when she repeats his words. "Take you, Uzumaki Naruto…"

"To be my husband. And I promise to cherish and love you from this moment on"

"To be my husband. And I promise to cherish and love you from this moment on"

Konohamaru carefully gave Sakura Naruto's ring and concentrating Sakura put it around Naruto's finger. Their hands units and they slowly turns back to the priest to hear his final words.

"By the power invested in me by the church, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

Together they turn to face each other and Naruto, for once, took the lead. Carefully taking her within his arms he leaned in and places a cautious kiss on her lips, lingering long enough to convince the masses. He broke the kiss quickly and place on a fake smile, only noticed by their close friends.

The wedding flowed seamlessly into the reception, giving just enough time for both Sakura and Naruto to change into something comfortable. As expected from any wedding/reception the groom and bride had the first dance.

After the first dance Sakura danced with Naruto's father, Namikaze Minato, while Naruto danced with Sakura's mother, Haruno Nami. Uzumaki Kushina danced with Haruno Sakumo.

The reception went on and on til finally the newly wedded couple had to cut the cake. They pray that the knife wouldn't come out dirty for there was a tradition where they have to kiss if the knife was dirty.

Fortune was not smiling at them that day for the knife turns out to be dirty. With a slight, discreet apologetic grimace Naruto kisses her wholly on the lips.

Sakura's inner self cries in an outrage while outwardly she adopts a blushing bride appearance, having watched multiple sappy movies with Ino. Against her own will of course. Her body felt so tense she thought she might snap in halves if she wasn't careful.

The night went by quickly and soon the guests were leaving to return home. Ino bid Sakura a soft good luck and good night before exiting the building with her parents. She saw their lazy ass friend, Shikamaru, chatting with Naruto. Shikamaru is a five foot six inch tall guy with a fairly long hair tied in a stubby ponytail, giving him a pineapple look. He is wearing a formally tailored tuxedo with his studded earrings in place. It is just unusual to even imagine him without them.

The two of them are best friends, probably since they were toddlers. Sakura smiled a little as she watched their interaction before turning her attention away from them and her eyes wondered over the few remaining people.

Almost instantly they lands on a sandy blond haired woman with teal blue eyes. Her hair is up in four pompoms that strangely fit her. There was a cocky smirk on her lips while a brief glance into her eyes reveal to her a caring, if not crude, nature.

"Saku," she hears, making her focus on Naruto, "are you okay?" She nods her head, slightly baffled at why he would ask. As if seeing her confusion Naruto merely gave her a grin, "You were spacing out."

"Oh… I was looking at someone is all," Sakura mutters meekly, still weird out by the fact that Naruto is now her husband. She may have known about the engagement, and eventual marriage, since she was fourteen, or fifteen, but she never got used to it. And she knew that Naruto felt the same way.

"Is that so? What interested you so?" Naruto asks curiously, turning his head to look in the direction of where her gaze was. Sakura tried to stop him but he did what he wanted. Seconds later he burst out laughing. "Temari!" he yells happily upon spotting the blond. Sakura couldn't help but be confuse.

"Jeez, baka, don't need to scream my ears work perfectly," the blond said with a wide smirk just before being engulf in a big bear hug. "Get off, Naruto, get off!" was the slightly muffle complaint.

"Oh, sorry," Naruto chuckle a bit awkwardly, scratching the back of his head as he releases the woman. "I haven't seen you around for a long time."

"Well duh, I was in Germany for the last… eight years?" the blond was a bit unsure as she spoke the last few words.

"Temari," Shikamaru greets with a slight nod.

"Ever the lazy bastard I see," the blond drawls although her eyes dance in amusement.

"Ever the sadistic girl. How troublesome," Shikamaru grumbles, slouching once more.

"Hey, I ain't a girl anymore," she growl, her eyes narrowing.

"How have you been?" Naruto asks. Getting into the conversation before the blond could do something drastic.

"Alright," the blond replied, "kinda glad that I made it in time for the wedding." She laughed a little after saying that while Naruto looked genuinely surprised.

"Naruto," Sakura finally spoke up, her curiosity getting the best of her now, "who is this?"

Naruto turns to her in surprise, obviously having either forgotten her during the duration of the conversation or did not realize that she did not know the blond. "Saku," he finally starts, using his long time nickname for her, "this is my sister, Sabaku no Temari. Temari, this is my wife, Haruno Sakura." The blond smirks in greeting and stretch out her hand. Slightly surprise by the move Sakura took the hand and felt the callous hand grip hers in a gentle yet firm grip. But that wasn't all she felt. She would have sworn a current had travel up her arm and into her entire body.

"It is an honor to meet you," Temari smirks as she released Sakura's hand. Sakura mentally determined that she was the only one who felt the current course through her body as she dropped her hand to her side.

"Yes it is," Sakura return, "However I was unaware that Naruto has a sister. I was told that he was an only child?"

"He is," Temari smile a little while glaring at Naruto. "I was adopted by Kushina," she explains. "It has been a long time since I've been here in Japan."

"What the heck were you so busy with that you couldn't even visit your darling brother?" Naruto asks almost jokingly before getting his head bash in by an irate Temari. Sakura couldn't help but giggle. That definitely reminded her of how she was when she was thirteen, when she had first met Naruto and began hanging out with him.

"I wouldn't say 'darling' I would say idiotic, moronic even," Temari grumble as Naruto clenches his head in pain.

"You know you love me," Naruto said through clench teeth. Sakura wonder exactly how strong Temari was to manage to give him that much pain. Then she wonders how dense he was to even say something like that.

"Don't make your wife a widow on her wedding night," Temari sighs irately.

Both Naruto and Sakura sober up instantly, a faint frown marring Sakura's features while Naruto just plasters on a fake smile. Sakura notices a concern look flashing over Temari's face and realizes that she would know when Naruto's smiles were fakes, having probably spend a lot of her childhood with him.

"Right, c'mon, Saku," Naruto mutters softly, taking her hand before guiding her away.

She was probably halfway out of the exit when she looks over her shoulder to see a frown marring Temari's features just briefly before a wide grin took over her face as teal eyes connected with her jade green eyes. She saw the woman wave in farewell just before the door closes, cutting off her sight of the blond.

Baffle by the strange events she turns to see that Naruto was guiding her to the convertible, a wedding gift from his mother. The car was a sky blue color, the tail bearing the sign of 'just married' as the tradition calls for.

She made note to review the day's event later when she had free time.