A/N: Check it out! A new story! I'll be focusing on this one and 'Triangle 180 Degrees', okay? ENJOY!

Disclaimer: I definitely do not own Naruto, because if it did, Sasuke and Naruto would live in their own little perfect world of cloudy fluff

ROYALTY'S PROHIBITIONS

Chapter 1: Engagement

Sasuke was walking along a garden path behind the Uchiha mansions, taking in all the beauty, colour and serenity of the scene. He breathed the fresh air and gave a sigh of contempt. He continued to walk until he came to the small pond inhabited by several fish. He took a seat on one of the surrounding rocks and looked up to the sky, the sun bathing his skin.

The mansion was a bit far off now, but that just accented the wealth of the Uchiha clan and their large grounds that Sasuke had spent many a day exploring. He closed his eyes and got lost in his own world of peace and quiet, the chirping of the birds and the sound of the wind flowing through the many leaves of the many trees lulling him to a half sleep, almost like a trance.

But his peace was shattered by a blood-curling scream that came from the mansion. His eyes abruptly opened and he quickly shot a glance at the huge structure. It seemed as usual as ever but there came another scream. And another. And another after that. He sat there for a moment, wondering what was going on before standing up and running towards the mansions.

It took well over two minutes to get there but when he arrived, he found himself wishing that he had not come in the first place. The first mansion that came into view had its walls smeared and covered in blood.

He walked around the mansion, heading for the main door but as he turned the corner, he spotted one or two bodies laying lifeless ahead. He took in a quick gasp and stood rooted to the spot before cautiously entering the mansion.

The interior was a wreck. Furniture had been turned over, there were burn marks everywhere signaling that a battle had taken place and bloodstains of all signs stained the walls. By now, Sasuke was frightened and he slowly walked through the many rooms, searching for somebody, anybody to comfort him and tell him that everything was alright, that everything would be fine.

He began to walk up the grand staircase, heading for his parents room, wishing they were fine and sound asleep in their beds, as if nothing was happening. But after a few minutes, as he stood outside their bedroom door, he found himself not able to open it. What if everything was not fine? What would he do then?

But, as if it were a strange nervous twitch, his hand seemed to move on it's own and soon the door was opened and the sight behind it revealed.

And what a gruesome sight it was.

His parents lay on the floor lifeless in painful positions. Beneath them lay their own puddle of blood and their faces were frozen in a mixed expression of pure horror and shock.

'Sasuke!' he heard a voice calling from the distance.

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'Sasuke!' he heard a voice calling from a distance, prompting him to wake up.

His eyes shot open and he turned in his bed. Unbeknownst to him, he had woken with tears in his eyes again after suffering from the usual horrifying nightmare that seemed to haunt his every sleeping hour and many of his waking ones.

'Sasuke-sempai!' yelled the voice from behind his bedroom door, "Are you awake? You must wake up! It is almost time for the ceremony!"

He groaned as he buried his head in his pillow and into he gave a muffled yell.

'Yes uncle, I'm up!'

'Make haste and arrive downstairs in little time! We have much to do today!'

'Yes uncle!'

When he heard his uncle's footsteps head back down the staircase, he freed his head from his pillow and thought about the night's nightmare and the day's exciting events.

He winced at his memory of what was known today as the grand massacre, an event that took place when he was as young as eight. The massacre that had wiped out his entire upper-class clan with the exception of two survivors: his uncle, who was devoted to religion and had been preaching at the time the event took place, and himself.

Because of his uncle's religious beliefs and devotion, he refused to restore the clan to its original glory. In fact, he had joined a monastery and had come home just to look after our young survivor.

So the large amount of pressure of restoring the clan was placed on him and it had become his life's goal. And nothing was going to change that. Or at least, nothing was supposed to.

Concerning the coming events of the day, the 'ceremony' played a huge role in accomplishing this goal because this 'ceremony' was in all fact an engagement. A marriage had been arranged between himself and a Konoha woman who had the best qualities to take the role of his wife. Of course, an Uchiha only deserved the cream of the crop, after all. It might seem somewhat superficial with a lack of emotional value, but when it came to high class, this is the way things were.

While yawning, he got up from bed, got dressed and went downstairs to prepare for the ceremony that would change the course of his life.

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'Sakura-chan!' Naruto yelled so that his voice would be able to reach the other side of the mahogany door, 'Get up, you lazy, lazy, girl!'

A second later, the door was thrown open and a pillow hit his face.

'I am not lazy!' a short-tempered Sakura yelled, 'I just like to stop and smell the roses a bit!'

'Sakura,' Naruto said as he stepped into his best friend's room, 'Ii you stop to smell the roses for too long, you'll grow old, ugly, and die.'

'Naruto,' Sakura retaliated, 'you know as well as I do that I will never, in a hundred years, become ugly, even if I tried.'

This last statement put Naruto into a fit of laughter as she said it in such a serious, matter-of-fact tone.

'Stop laughing!' she exclaimed in annoyance, 'Seriously, I'm really worried! Today's a big day for me and I don't even know what to wear!'

'Oh my goodness,' Naruto said as he took a seat on her comfortable bed, 'That shouldn't be a problem for you Sakura. You have a ton of beautiful, expensive and handmade dresses and they all look spectacularly good on you.'

Said girl had already made it to her large walk-in closet and was now looking through her many dress options.

'But Naruto-chan,' she whined, 'today I get engaged and my dress has to be perfect!'

'Who are you getting engaged to anyways?' he asked, the details having not been told to an insignificant servant such as himself. 'Is he hot?'

'The hottest,' Sakura answered, 'Uchiha Sasuke.' And after saying his name she gave a heavy, dreamy sigh, 'Only survivor of the grand Uchiha massacre.' She said this as though he were a war hero.

'I've never seen him.' Naruto said, thinking about what this guy might look like. Big, tough, muscular guy with scars all over him. He shuddered at the thought.

'Really?' his friend asked in disbelief, 'Well you're lucky! This is your chance to see him! I've picked you to be my escort!'

After hearing and processing this information, Naruto leapt from the bed with a wide grin on his face.

'Really!' he asked in obvious excitement, 'I'm really going to be able to go to one of those fancy shindigs! Is that even allowed?'

'Of course,' Sakura smiled at him, 'But only if you help me pick out an outfit!'

He collapsed back onto the bed once again.

'Sakura-chan…' he whined, though he should have been extremely grateful for the great opportunity, 'You know I'm not good at these things.'

Though did have a great sense of style, Naruto hated to use it, believing that picking out a specific outfit was a waste of time and effort and was also a terribly tedious activity.

'No Naruto,' she retorted, 'What I do know is that you're taste is impeccable and you definitely have a better sense of style than I do!'

'But…' he continued to whine.

'Fine,' she said, 'If you won't do it by will, I order you to!'

And she was indeed entitled to do so.

Uzumaki Naruto as a child was a poor orphan who had survived on his amazing theft skills alone, as well as having many people throw money at him in pity. One fateful and rainy evening, a member of the Haruno clan who just happened to be Sakura's father passed by and with his kind heart, decided to take him to be his daughter's personal servant for free rent and meals. Little did he know that servant and princess would forge such a strong bond.

'Fine,' Naruto said reluctantly as he got up from the bed at glacial speed.

'Yay!' Sakura yelled in cheer as she gave him a big hug. 'Don't worry, Naru-chan! We'll find you something spectacular to wear too.'

At this, all the poor boy could do was groan.

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Because of the importance and grand status of the engagement, it was to take place at the Hokage's mansion and within this mansion would be visiting all the many noble clans of Konoha.

As the Uchiha sat at his rightful place at the front of the grand hall, he could spot the noble hyuuga clan sitting at the front most part of the audience section, their velvet seats specially reserved. Their terribly penetrating eyes mixed with an awkwardly serious gaze put Sasuke's nerves on end. Unfortunately, on the other side of the aisle that divided the room and the seats in half, also in the front row sat the creepy Aburame clan, which was completely made up of equally freaky individuals.

He continued to just sit there, looking out onto the wide audience, anxiously waiting for his soon-to-be fiancée to arrive.

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'Naruto!' Sakura yelled as she got out of the limousine that had dropped them off, 'Come and link arms with me!'

'Yes, Sakura-chan,' came the reply as the boy ducked his head to get through the doorway of the limousine and find his way around the huge thing to get to Sakura's side, 'Did I really have to wear this expensive and not to mention itchy suit?'

'Yes,' she said with a sigh, 'Remember, Naruto, you are the escort of royalty and you are obliged to act as such.'

'Yes, Sakura-chan' he said as the ascended the large staircase to the main entryway of the Hokage Mansion.

As they walked through the large doorway they found themselves in the even larger entry hall where Naruto stood for a moment, still and stunned.

'Wow,' he said as he prolonged the 'o' vowel.

Clearly he had never seen such an exquisite structure.

'Come on, Naruto,' Sakura said, dragging him to a doorway to the left, 'We're already late and this is such an important event.'

After what seemed like several steps they had finally made it to the doors, which were politely opened by two of the Hokage's servants.

They walked through the large doorway and the sight Naruto saw froze him in his place. He gasped at the sight of so many people fitting into one room, a room even grander than the grand entryway. Several chandeliers hung from the incredibly high ceiling and the floor seemed to be made of solid and expensive gold. As for the walls, they looked like mahogany polished so well that you could see your very own reflection on them. With the mixture of the glowing chandeliers, the golden floor and the reflecting mahogany walls, the whole room seemed to glow itself. It was indeed something Naruto had never witnessed himself before, not even in the Haruno mansion.

But he was nudged out of his thoughts as the whole room stood up and began to applaud. He walked with Sakura, their arms linked, up the aisle that divided the two sides of the audience seats, much like a wedding procession. When they finally got to the front of the room, which took well over five minutes, Naruto took his seat, as Sakura's escort, at the front row, towards the center, right next to Sasuke's uncle, who smiled at him.

Sakura continued to walk upwards and the Uchiha stood up to take her hand and help her up the steps towards the stage. That was the first time Naruto had seen the survivor and he was awestruck by his incredible beauty.

But while escorting Sakura to the center of the stage to their seats, Sasuke's eyes met with Naruto's and the blond boy gave him a soft smile.

A smile that would be the beginning of many things.

A smile that he returned.

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The doors of the grand hall had finally opened and in came Sasuke's future fiancée and her escort. Immediately, the whole hall erupted in a loud wave of applause, the sound resonating off of the walls.

They began to walk up the aisle, and his eyes never left the pair. But he was not exactly focused on his future fiancée. Instead, he found himself to be drawn to the young man standing right beside her. A young man that seemed to be the personification of cheer, wearing a wide grin and staring at the audience with such adventurous eyes.

Before he knew it, the pair had reached the front and he got up to escort the pink-haired girl up the stairs, his eyes following the boy as he took a seat next to his uncle. As he was doing so, their eyes met and the blond boy had given him a soft and gentle smile. A smile equipped with such warmth that it seeped right into the Uchiha's heart. And though he hadn't smiled in so long, it was such a powerful smile as to make him smile back.

A smile that would be the beginning of many things.

And a smile that he returned.

A/N: Well, that's the first chapter of 'Royalty's Prohibitions'! Hope you liked! Please review so I can have some feedback:)! See you next chapter!

P.S. Sorry to all the reviewers who had reviewed before I had to repost this story!

Up next: Chapter 2: Ceremony