Not Quite: SasuSaku Romance/Comedy

Summary: Sakura Haruno was a regular high school student, right before her sister decided to ditch her arranged marriage meeting and forced Sakura to pretend to be her? Sakura was confident that he wouldn't continue with the arrangement, but now he is introducing himself as her future husband? But she isn't her older sister! She can't marry a twenty-six year old! She's only seventeen!

Hi! So my story may seem similar to a manga named Takane to Hana but I will make sure that the rest of the chapters will not steal any plot or move from that manga! Takane to Hana is a great manga, I enjoyed reading it very much recently and so I recommend it! It's very cute!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Takane to Hana.

Sakura Haruno stared out into the streets of her town. The streets were packed and many people were oblivious to their surroundings as many car horns were heard as some 'adults' focused more on their phone calls, rather than the streets. Dang, technology was seriously Satan's work.

"Sakura, please help us find your sister." Her mother pleaded as she began dialing her daughters cell phone number. Sakura only sighed as she turned her attention back to the office she was standing in. It was very big, and expensively decorated. It had light grey walls, with a big black desk right on the left end of the office, and.. Oh, there's no need to explain what this office looked like. It was bothersome to Sakura to even think about it. This was just another rich guy's office. Seriously, imagine everything you would ever want, in an office. Just a few minutes ago, Sakura's older sister, Mirai, had told everyone that she was going to the lady's room. Although now it was very clear that, that was an excuse to run away. Sakura didn't blame her, she would have run away too.

"Guess we'll have to go live in a cardboard box for the rest of our lives now." Sakura joked and her mother shot her a sharp look.

"Seriously Sakura, why can't you stop being so weird and help us? You should learn from your sister,"

Her mother said more after the word 'sister' but Sakura already heard it a million times before. They always wanted her to be more like her sister, always wanting Sakura to be the second version of the oldest child in the Haruno family. Mirai Haruno was a very elegant young woman. She was six years older than Sakura, making Mirai a twenty-three years old. She had shoulder-length silver hair, her hair was what had gotten her into this mess in the first place. Apart from her hair, she had the same green eyes that Sakura had. They had gotten that from their mother, it wasn't exactly a regular occurrence to have such light hair with green eyes. But it worked for Mirai. Her lips were very full and a rosy shade, as if having gorgeous lips wasn't enough, she had an hourglass figure. All in all, Mirai was a beauty sent by God onto the Earth. She was the perfect child, with the perfect attitude and a perfect figure. This meant she got many marriage proposals since she turned seventeen and had many guys flocking her the moment she stepped out of the house. And then there was Sakura.

Sakura Haruno, a seventeen-year old as of March. She had long bright pink hair and like mentioned before, green eyes. Her face was a bit more rounded that Mirai's and her figure was in no way anything special. She had small breasts and her butt was considered average. Her lips weren't very full, but they were plump and instead were a very light shade of pink. To top it all off, Sakura was the complete opposite of Mirai. She loved sports and rarely wore dresses and heels or makeup. She had a bit of an attitude at times and was very eccentric. She was the most imperfect child that the Haruno family had. That is, according to her mother. But Sakura thanked God that Mirai was the perfect one and not herself, or else she would have been the one in the most horrible decisions of her life.

Father worked for a very famous company and was always very busy. Despite this, he didn't make very good money and so they would be what reach people call, 'commoners'. This didn't bother the Haruno's for they were very satisfied with their way of living and only continued to thrive. But one day, father forgot his lunch at home. Mirai, being the perfect child, offered to take it to him to work. And so after delivering it, her hair caught the eyes of the company owner. He was an old man who had built his business from the ground up. He thought Mirai was like a goddess and wanted her to marry his grandson. Father and the owner, set up a meeting in which Mirai would meet his grandson and of course, father was in no position to deny. His job was on the line and finding another job elsewhere, would be very stressful. And now, we are here. The day of the meeting, with no Mirai and a very angry looking old man.

"How disgraceful." He began and my father quickly apologized, "Save your words Kizashi. Apart from your daughter fleeing, my grandson seems to have not been able to attend either. I shall have him drop by your house tomorrow afternoon, have a good day." He then walked out of his luxurious office.

"So much for your perfect daughter." Sakura muttered and received a slap on the hand by her mother. Of course, she did nothing wrong but she was getting scolded.

"We need to find your sister."

Sakura and her parents walked out of the huge building and made their way to their car. Of course, it was silent on the way home. Sakura knew that her parents were not only angry at Mirai's actions, but also scared of what would come if she didn't agree to meet the grandson. Stepping out onto their driveway, they were all shocked to see the door fly open.

"Mama, papa!" Mirai greeted and ran to hug them, "So how was the meeting?"

"Mirai, how could you do that? Our future is on the line!" Her mother scolded and Mirai only acted innocent.

"Sorry mama, but I don't want to marry anyone. I have a very loving boyfriend and I will not leave him for the sake of our family." Mirai responded and her mother sighed.

"You will not be going out tomorrow. And give me your phone, you will get it after you meet the boy."

"Mother doesn't understand me." Mirai sighed as she buried her face into the turquoise pillow. Sakura only rubbed her temples. This was going on all night. Mirai had barged into her room and complained about the whole situation nonstop. Sakura tried to explain that she had homework to get done but was only ignored as Mirai ranted about how unfair mother and father were being.

"I mean, wouldn't you be a better fit? You won't marry anyone else anyways, nobody likes you." Mirai commented and received a glare from Sakura's part.

"Well thank God nobody likes me, I'll have a fulfilling future while you only have your looks and a dimwit brain." Sakura rolled her eyes and motioned towards the door. She needed Mirai to leave already, she had to get actual work done before school tomorrow.

"I don't understand how you're my sister, seriously. You are nothing like me." Mirai sighed and began to make her way out of the room. Sakura only laughed. She wanted to remark about how she was better off being nothing like her sister, but chose to keep it to herself.

"Wow so your sister really bailed?"

Sakura nodded as she placed her notebooks into her bag. She knew that a lot of people had probably heard about her sister and the whole issue. The company was very well known and were almost always on the headlights. Sakura was currently explaining to her friends what had happened and what was planned.

"Ino, keep it down please." Sakura said as she motioned everyone closer. On her left was Hinata Hyuga, she was very smart and had mid length black hair that brought out her beautiful pearl eyes. She was one of Sakura's favorite's, though she would never tell anyone. On her right, was Ino Yamanaka her childhood friend. Ino was very obnoxious and always made Sakura think she was going insane, she definitely was a keeper but not her favorite. Ino had long blonde hair with light blue eyes, she was one of the few with a natural white girl look. And in the front of her desk was Temari, she was the analytical one of the group and had a major attitude problem. She had dirty blonde hair that she always held up in four spiky ponytails along with charcoal eyes. Her and Sakura got along very well.

"Listen, the guy is coming over today in the afternoon. So Mirai will probably take off again if she's smart enough. Although she isn't a bright one." Sakura giggled and Ino rolled her eyes.

"What gives? Mirai seems like she doesn't give a damn about your family. How rude." Ino shook her head in disapproval and Hinata nodded in agreement.

"Your lives are all depending on her actions, she doesn't seem to care what happens to all of you." Hinata was very quiet but knew how to talk to those around her. This was a touchy subject for her since Hinata's family was very prestigious as well and arranged marriages happened often. She has one at the moment, but she won't be married until she graduates high school.

"I know, Mirai is a complete jerk sometimes." Sakura said as they walked out of the school and into the streets.

Sakura began to wonder about her sister. Yes, Mirai was being a jerk. But it was her life on the line as well, and she would be the one to live in a loveless marriage. But maybe they could fall in love? How in the hell did Mirai expect to know what to do, if she didn't bother to meet the guy first? It would be a better option than just running away.

"Hamburgers?" Ino suggested and the girls nodded. It was time for food!

"Hey, what would you do if you got proposed to Sakura?" Temari asked as they sat down in a booth.

"Hmm, I'm not sure. Maybe run away too." She joked and received her friends approval. They were all so laid back, unlike Mirai and her group of friends. Sakura loved this. She loved to be anything but perfect.

"You're more caring than your sister though, you'd probably do anything to save your family." Hinata mentioned before reaching out to take a drink.

"Mirai! How dare you not be home!"

Sakura and her friends turned to the door, where Mirai was marching down towards her. An angry look on her face and a man trailing behind her. The man was about three inches taller than Mirai and his appearance made it obvious to know he was rich.

"What are you talking about?" Sakura asked as Mirai stopped right in front of her.

"You were supposed to meet the grandson today Mirai, the old man stated he would be arriving at our home this afternoon." Mirai ranted and Sakura raised a brow.

"Mi-!" Mirai quickly leaned into her ear.

"Play along or I will tell mom you play soccer and don't attend ballerina classes afterschool,"

Oh. She was playing that game? How fitting for someone as idiotic as Mirai.

"I truly do apologize sir." Sakura stood and bowed respectfully only to receive a 'tsk'

"You aren't much of a pretty sight. Grandfather really is losing his sight."

A vein popped in Sakura's head. He just had the audacity to insult her?

"I'll have you know that you aren't much of a sight either. Plus, your cologne really stinks, how about you stop trying to hide your dick smell with over powering fragrances." Sakura retorted and received a death glare from the man.

"Watch who you speak to. As an Uchiha and your father's superior, you are at a disadvantage." He stated and Sakura rolled her eyes.

"Are we done here?" She really wanted to finish her burger and have a little talk with her older sister.

"Why do you look like a high schooler? Aren't you twenty-three?" He asked and Mirai quickly took his attention.

"W-Well you see, my older sister has always looked younger than her actual age. Something we don't have in common." She smiled sheepishly and turned to Sakura to motion for her help.

"Right, I have always had a younger appearance than most." Sakura smiled, "Mirai Haruno, at your service." She extended her right hand and he gently took it with his left.

"Uchiha Sasuke, your future husband."

"Right, well thank you for your time. I hope you find someone better suited-" Sakura stopped her sentence. Wait. What? She snapped her eyes open and jumped away from him, "W-What?"

"As of this moment. We are officially engaged."

Should I continue?