A/N: I decided to rewrite this fanfic just to make it more understandable, some major changes have been made to the story and some stuff stayed the same. This re-done version feels more organized and nice to me. So read and tell me what you think.

Chapter 1

I walk out of the wedding reception and into the hallway. There's no one else in the hall but me, thank god. I rest my head against the wall, and close my eyes. I couldn't believe this. I was now officially married to him. Thanks to my parents, I was practically traded off unwillingly for a business deal. My head starts to hurt just thinking about it. This was the only peaceful place in this whole building, or at least for now. In about three minutes I'm sure everyone would come looking for me like I was kidnapped, maybe even in five minutes if I'm lucky.

All that could be heard was the faint sound of classy jazz music that came from the reception hall. Now I was hated by all the girls, and trust me, if this weren't for my parents I would hand him over on a platinum platter to them. Besides being married to him I couldn't take this type of lifestyle. All these stuck up snotty people in your face all day. Yeah, I'm rich too but I'm nothing like these people.

My peace was short lived like I assumed it to be when I hear the doors open and some girl comes fast walking out of the party, when she gets close enough to me she gives me this look, and continues to walk past me an angrily shoves the doors open and storms out into the night. I close my eyes back in relief seeing she's not someone from the party who came to bother me.

One of sasori's little play toys… I say in my mind.

Sasori was a 'well-respected' man most would put it. I couldn't believe how much people flocked to him while I was in there. His presence radiated and demanded power. But while most people 'respected' him, I hated him. Just the sight of him put a frown on my face. He's a arrogant, mean, cold bastard who only used people, I would definitely pass up on marrying someone like him.

I opened my eyes when the smell of cologne hits my nose. Brown eyes are staring right at me, and his messy red crimson hair couldn't be mistaken. Ugh! It was him.

Akasuna No Sasori. My husband.

How the hell?... I think, I didn't even hear him walk down the hall. And now here he was, right in front of my face.

If there were space I would move back because he's extremely closer than he should be and because of the obvious fact that I don't like him. But since I'm against a wall and he's practically pinning me against it with no space to move around I stand there and glare at him. He smirks, seeming amused by it.

"Why are you out here?" He asks sarcastically as if he cares. "To get away from you." I answer back smartly. "Why would you want to get away from me?"

"Because I love you so much." I say taking on the same sarcastic tone he used. "Smart mouth, I suggest you watch it, I might snap it one day." His face turns straight to show the seriousness behind his words.

For a slight second my mouth opens in shock and his smirk returns catching my reaction; I wasn't scared because of what he said, I was shocked because I didn't expect him to say something like that. This was exactly what I was talking about, he is the definition of asshole. "Don't you have more people to make feel like shit so that they could feel your power?" I ask with folded arms.

"I don't need to make people feel like shit for them to know who I am, they already know." He winked. I don't respond but instead look away. He reaches up to tilt my chin so I'm looking back at him but I smack his hand. "Don't touch me." I hiss. He smiles.

"You don't look too good, don't worry, when we get home I'll make you feel better." He continues. I know that I shouldn't entertain him but I look at him with an annoyed expression. "I wouldn't have sex with you to save your life."

"Yeah, I think I'll survive." Arrogance drips off his voice when he says it.

"Sakura!" Without looking we both know who it is. "Looks like mommy's calling." He says and takes his hand off the wall so I could go. I walk toward my mom and look back at sasori who's walking toward the door that leads outside. When I get up to my mom she looks irritated. "Where were you this whole time?" She asks. "Just taking a little break mom, relax." She sighs. "A lot of people want to meet you so let's go." She ushers me back into the reception and I look back quickly to see sasori go outside.

I don't even get halfway into the door and already someone's in my face. "Are you the lovely ms. Akasuna?" I have to keep my face in check and smile. "Uh-huh." I could tell she's one of the snotty people around here. "How do you feel being married to sasori? A man of such power?" I look at her confused. "I don't know, we just got married and I don't care about how much power he has." I say with a hint of attitude. She was the third person to ask me that same question. We literally got married hours ago and now we were at the after party celebrating it, how would I know what it would be like to be married to him? And I didn't care if I was being mean, all of these people needed to crawl out of sasori's ass.

I walk back over to my table and sit down, every two minutes someone passes and congratulates me on my newfound love. Mostly the guys because I was a new enemy to the girls. I sit and watch everyone else for a while when sasori's mom comes flying over like a bat out of hell. "Where's sasori?" She asks.

"Um, he went outside I think." I say, "Are you serious? For what? You guys have people to meet, together, as a couple!" She bitches. No way were me and sasori a couple. We were a forced couple. I sit back and relax while sasori's mom catches a heart attack because she can't find him.

She practically screams alerting half of the people when he walks in. "Finally! You're here, where were you?" She asks when he walks up.

"I was out looking for-"

"Never mind. Hurry you and sakura have people to meet." He walks over to me and extends his hand so we could go. I can't say no while everyone is here, I have to keep up the façade, our parents know we don't like each other but other people don't and there around so we had to keep our cool.

I walk in front of him and he guides me through the crowd by my waist. Most of the people we pass tell us we look lovely. I've never heard that word so much in my life as much as they repeated it in one night. "Smile ms. Akasuna." He bends down and whispers in my ear. I tilt my head back and tiptoe to whisper in his ear. "I'll smile the day we get a divorce." He stops guiding me by my waist and puts his hand on the small of my back and I notice we walk towards this small group sitting in a corner table. They all looked like some more high class assholes. Just the type of people I wanted to be around for the rest of my life. Sasori grabs my hand as we walk up to them.

This is going to be a long fucking night…

A/N: R&R please!