Author's Note: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE READ! Okay, so I kind of came up with this plot randomly and decided to run with it. I have alot of ideas for it if I decide to continue. So please after reading let me know if I should keep going. I know this chapter is short, no other chapter will ever be this short. I promise. This is more of a basic prolougy type thing to set up the plot and let yall know what it is about. I am open to all comments, reviews, flames, suggestion, and anything else you want to say. I always respond to whatever anyone has to say, don't be shy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or the characters.
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Chapter One
What?
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"I have to what?", the pink haired medic asked in shock.
The blonde hokage began to rub her temples. She already had a hangover, and the screaming was NOT helping things at all.
"You heard me Sakura,", she began with a sigh. "You have been given the duty of assisting Uchiha Sasuke in the restoration of his clan."
Sakura could not believe it, her teacher was basically demanding that she screw Sasuke as if it were some stupid mission to rescue someone's cat. She took the moment of silence to look around the room. Her shishou was sitting at her desk continuing to rub her sore head, her 'big sister' was next to the next avoiding all eye contact. The Uchiha himself was standing in the corner behind her, head up and as smug as ever.
And then there was the man next to her.
The man whom she had secretly been seeing for the past couple of months. Their relationship was complicated, yet simple at the same time. Complicated in the sense that no one knew and they tried very hard to keep it that way. But simple in its parameters: just sex. The man had made it quite clear on several occasions that he could give her nothing more. At first it was difficult to accept, she wanted love. But for now, she decided, she could deal with just their nightly meetings.
She originally thought she could change him. Give him a few nights, show him how perfect they were together, then he would turn around one day and sweep her off her feet while professing his undying love for her.
This had never happened.
Instead, she had been the one to change. After one month of trying she gave up and accepted the way things had to be. Besides, she figured, it was worth it. Well worth it.
And there he was standing next to her.
His face and posture gave nothing away, as if he were alone in the room.
But Sakura was close, she could see the slight way his knees straightened and the way his knuckles flinched, preparing to punch someone.
She could sense his tension and it worried her. She whispered his name to try to settle him,
"Kakashi"
He pretended to ignore her as he shifted his gaze to the window behind the hokage's desk, seemingly more interested in the possibility of bird flying by.
"Shishou, I-I", she started before being cut off.
"Sakura, this is not just my decision. The council has made it quite clear that this is best for the village. The truth remains that Sasuke here", she lazily pointed to the raven haired man in the corner "is the last Uchiha and we simply can not allow the blood limit to die. The resurrection of the noble clan will bring money back and help to restore Konoha's reputation."
"But Shishou, why me? Sasuke is more then capable of finding himself a suitable….."she searched for the best word to use "..mate."
Sasuke closed his eyes at the statement. It seemed to have stung, though it was unseen by the rest in the room.
"Sasuke has no time for that Sakura.", the Hokage began.
"What are you talking about? Why not?", she asked, letting her anger slightly show.
She looked at the woman in front of her for an answer. But instead it came from the man behind her
"Because Sakura", the said girl turned around to face him. "The council has also decided that I am to be……" he paused for dramatic effect
"executed."
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To Be Continued?
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Translations:
Shishou- Master
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