Hello there!

Call me Sol. Or whatever you want, basically...not much to say, so lets get this show on the road! Ask if there are an questions about the plotline and stuff, i know its a bit confusing at first.

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"Patrician women were trained to self-restraint, obedience to their husbands or guardians, and to reserve "in speech, act and gaze.""

"Our fathers have willed that women should be in the power of their fathers, of their brothers, of their husbands. ["…Remember all the laws by which our fathers have bound down the liberty of women, by which they have bent them to the power of men. As soon as they are our equals, they become our superiors. [Briffault, 428]"]]

http : / suppressedhistories . net / secret_history / patrician_order. html - (without the spaces)

Let's shake shit up.

WARNING: This story is feminist.

enjoy!

PROLOGUE

I checked myself in the small compact Ino always stored safely in her bra. Large green eyes analyzed the reflection, pale white skin broken by the occasional (rare) and annoying freckles. A light dust of reddish coloring marked my war paint, circling my eyes, a single, lonely line of black over the very edges of my lids. Some call it 'business casual'.

I shook out my hair one last time. Pink, pale, bright. Me. Always has been. I was pure-bred patrician; nothing less should be expected.

A business suit in light gray; my warrior's garments. Time to face the predator.

"Ino?" I turned to my research partner, my best friend. She wordlessly nodded once, acutely aware of my nervousness and feeling her own. With this, our lives could finally have lift-off.

"We can do this. She's human too; we probably know that better than anyone else."

I nodded, forgetting momentarily about my gum and swallowing it whole as I cleared my throat. She applied her ruby-red lipstick once more, just to be sure.

"Let's go, billboard brow."

"Alright, piggy." The last thing I see before the doors open is her glare, and I hold back a giggle.

I'm momentarily blinded by the bright windows Dr. Tsunade keeps wide open behind her imposing desk; right before her commanding voice calls me to a strict attention. She's a busty blonde with sharp amber eyes that pierce human flesh and bone. She is also the director for every hospital within our city-state's limits, and my personal mentor. Ino's too.

She is a very powerful, intelligent, and rich woman; at the peak of society, a true patrician.

"Dr Haruno." I give a little bow, walking forward to give her hand a firm shake. Ino does the same. My nervousness passes as I relay the oh-so-familiar information. I've gone over the findings myself every day and night for the last three years of lab work. My body reacts to the routine; I smile my best, most charming smile.

"So you see, Dr Tsunade, with this newly discovered treatment, the growth of the cancer cells will be completely altered, making most cancers no more deadly than the common melanoma."

I took in her reaction, opening my mind to analyze the room around me in the silence after my voice. Ino quivering slightly, just a foot away; as my right-hand assistant in this discovery, her life would take off just as much as mine. I could buy that new loft apartment in the city I'd been keening after and….and I could buy…I swallowed, my heart beating out of my chest and into my throat.

My infatuation was a secret, one that only my best friends knew of.

Why; because it was highly looked down upon.

I…

I'm in love.

I am so in love.

My cold fingers smoothed my light gray skirt, the immaculate jacket.

She spoke the words that determined my future.

"This is certainly an innovative discovery, ladies." A hand reached out, playing with the gold-plated, antique ink pen, pushing it in, out, set down. A rare smile and my heart burst, all the hope built up inside it running in messy rivulets over my chest.

"Congratulations Sakura, Ino; I always knew you two had great potential. Nothing less of my two star pupils. Have this briefed to the Oncology board; as the new head director of the entire research department." Her usually fierce amber eyes glowed with what I assumed was pride.

My eyes stung with unshed tears. Finally.

"That promotion's yours, Sakura."

Oh, words to feed the gods. Words that make up heaven!

I could finally, finally, finally get the thing I've wanted all my life.

I could buy him. My love.

(AN) ah, to be writing again! Please review and tell me your thoughts! ^w^

.Sol

ps. the background info and stuff comes later, so please bear with me.