Hi, again... sorry to say everyone, I simply had to break my promise this time due to the fact (sighs) I love writing too much and currently studies takes sooooo much time I'm getting mad from no-writing-existance... However, I'm going to do things differently this time and take the story from another script... or rather, the basic story from another script. This story bases upon Tim Burton's Corpse Bride. With some changes.

Disclaimer

Be well aware of however I do not own the film Corpse Bride, or the animé Naruto. If I did I can ensure you, I would probably not have to bother studying the hard way as I do now.

Cast:
Naruto as The Corpse Bride Emily
Sasuke as Victor van Dort
Sakura as Victoria
Kakashi as Bonejangles (I simply had to put him there, he wont sing though, sorry)
Chouji as Mrs Plum
Orochimaru as Barkis Bitter (Obviously, one snake alike the other)
Hayate as Mayhew (cough, cough)
Town Crier as Shikamaru)

And probably a few more that will get their roles later. I do plan on including others. But they will have to come as a surprise.

Pairings: Sasunaru, Narusasu (Haven't decided yet)

Until Death do us Apart

Chapter 1

'This is so damn troublesome' the young teen thought walking up the street ringing the bell (lazily). 'However, it's payment, guess I better get this done.' He opened his mouth, drew cold air to his lungs...

"Good News... 10 minutes to go to the Uchiha Family's wedding rehearsal!" he shouted, his voice echoing on the silent streets, where old Mrs Homura strod over the street, wailing her stick at anyone who dared to come and try to help her. On another block Hayate stood together stood together with Genma, two of the workers for the Uchiha Fish Market, chopping the heads of the fishes. A familiar cough echoed from the pale man, he had probably spent his whole entire life coughing.

Yet an even paler face appeared passing the square, a slimy smile grazed his thin mouth. A wedding they said, it brought back so many memories. Waving of the passing flies a pair of blue eyes seemed to ghost over his mind as he put his hands together in a sickening satisfactory way. Still with a smile he redirected his steps towards the church. His grey coat and hat turned around the corner and he was gone.

"Hey Hayate," Genma said, biting on a straw he had between his teeth. "You better get going, the boss is not going to be very happy if you skip up on them."

"...cough... cough..."

"I thought so, you better get going."

The slightly younger man nodded, still coughing and went to fetch the carriage. In another part of town however, a young man sat looking through his window at the grey stormy clouds, just hoping this was just another regular nightmare. Alas', even his nightmares never turned out as bad as this.

Sasuke turned his chair around, gazing over his room for the last time. Spartan furniture, blue painted walls. A few drawings were the only things that told this room was actually inhabited. There lay dozens of drawings, currently all spread through the floor. Most drawings showed flowers or parts of the town. A few showed people, which one of those had been ripped into pieces. It had been the drawing he did of his brother, whom he now hated more than anyone else. It was his god damn brother's fault he ended up like this.

Yes, even up here he could hear Shikamaru shouting the news, and he did not like them. He only had ten minutes left (make that eight in reality) to be himself. In a few moments he would be tied around the neck by a girl, and obviously one of his own fangirls. The lucky one, Sakura, was probably the worst as well. A stalker, a diva and sadly enough the richest of them.

If Itachi had still been with them he would have been the one forced into this marriage, but now his brother was of somewhere else. You see, when the news started to spread about the Uchiha's plans of marriage, his oldest brother ran away. Last thing Sasuke had heard his older brother lived in a far away country, currently in a far better position than himself.

There was a sudden knock on the door and before he had time to open his mother opened from the other side.

"Sasuke, it's time to go." she said gently, however in his ears it sounded like a curse.

"You know, I hate this," was all he said. She simply smiled back.

"I am sure you will come to love her, she is a lovely woman."

"Yeah... right, like pigs can fly." he murmured, but followed his mother downstairs and outside. Outside the carriage stood waiting, with his father criticizing Hayate as usual.

"You should really do something to that hideous coughing! What would the Haruno's think of us, just as simple commoners? And make sure you change your clothes next time, you reek of rotten fish!"

"Yes -cough- Sir!"

Haruno Sakura was in paradise. After seven years of hard work, devotion and constant stalking her wish had finally come true. The one and only Uchiha Sasuke would finally be hers, and hers alone. Wearing a smug smile, she glanced at Ino, who kept her bangs in front of her face to hide her disappointment. Her maid had a similar crush on said boy, but obviously had lost. And Sakura planned to enjoy her victory for a very long time.

A soft knock and her mother entered the pinkish room, which even her mother had to say looked a little too much pink for her own taste, but as long as her daughter was happy she was fine with it. And surely, everything in her room screamed pink, from the pink flower patterned tapestries to the dozen pink heart-shaped cushions on the bed.

"Dear, the Uchihas' have just arrived, you should perhaps hurry downstairs."

Ino rolled her eyes hearing her mistress squeal of delight, she near wished she had the guts to turn the vase of flowers upside down to cool her of. But she kept her silence while she helped Sakura dress into a frilly pink dress with laces, rosettes and white roses on it. The blond girl made an evil smile thinking how obviously the poor man would hitch when he saw his bride to be.

'Serves them right' she thought.

Only seconds later Sakura had hurried from her room and down the stairs. While her parents were talking with the Uchihas, with an obvious distaste on their faces from their plainness, she simply had the eyes for her husband to be. Sasuke on the other hand thought he was going to spill his guts out.

Indeed, at the first sight of the shocking lade he simply though 'somebody, just kill me instead'. He completely and fully HATED pink. And if he thought he once hated the girl it was nothing compared to the feeling he had when she suddenly latched herself onto his arm like a stubborn crab on your toe. His complete feature screamed SOMEBODY, HELP ME that is until one of the maids helped to detach her.

"Oh, I'm so happy Sasuke-kun... we are going to be married. And just imagine, in a few years we might even have a dozen of children of our own. Wouldn't you agree, children are so wonderful. And don't you think we should turn the whole Western Saloon to one big children's room?"

"Yeah right, and get ourselves one big amusement park for them to fit into as well." he said sarcastically, not believing his ears.

"Haha, Sasuke-kun, you are so funny." she said with a short laugh, nudging him in the ribs. That's when he noticed to his fears that she obviously was stronger than she looked. Which did not look good, for his future.

"Now, now... we should hurry. I want to get married if possibly tomorrow." Sakura said happily, with the remaining Uchihas nodding. Her parents didn't seem too pleased.

Ding Dong Ding Dong... Sasuke could hear the wedding bells ringing as he and Sakura practised their steps. It all seemed to go well at first, until he realised that he had completely forgotten the last few steps. And when I say steps I don't really mean footsteps, what I mean are the ritual steps of the wedding vow.

"Repeat after me..." the old priest Sarutobi said deeply annoyed. "With this hand, I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine. With this candle, I will light your way in darkness. With this ring, I ask you to be mine. Get it, let's take it again."

Sasuke cleared his throat. And started anew.

"With this hand, I will lift your sorrow... your cup will never empty for... what was that line again?"

There was a simultaneous sigh around the room. The Harunos looked enraged (this had been the tenth time in a row Sasuke had forgotten said lines) while his parents were sweating cold. Only that pale man on the third row seemed to think this was slightly amusing, but he gave Sasuke the creeps.

"Again, please!" Sarutobi said, clearly getting fed up with them. Sasuke took another deep breath, and started anew.

" With this hand... I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine. With this candle..." he said bringing one of the candles on the altar in front of them to light in on a lit fire, but it did not work. "With this... candle..." he tried again, but nothing. Sarutobi was getting pretty angry.

"With this... ...candle..." Sasuke tried again and finally managed to light it, but here the next accident occurred. When he was about to say the next lines the ring slipped from his two fingers, and bounced off. Sasuke made a dive to get it, hurrying to make sure he could keep his pride. But in his hurry, he accidentally dropped his candle onto Mrs Haruno's long dress, which caught fire.

"OH, NO... HEEEEEEEELP MEEEEEEE!!" she shrieked. Her husband tried to stomp of the fire, but his trousers got caught in the flames as well. It would probably have been the world's largest catastrophe, if not for that creepy man who had hurried from his seat and turned the fire out with a good splash of liquid from his whisky flask.

The commotion slowly died down, but now the old priest had reached his limit. Waving his arms up towards god, shouting how such a marriage could never occur, he shouted.

"You do well to learn your lines, young man. Or the gates of hell will probably be open for you."

And Sakura filled in:

"Yes, if you don't. I'll make sure that you will spend the rest of your pity life in the stomach of the rats." she shouted hoarsely, before running from the church in tears.

Sasuke wished someone would just take him away somewhere, but this wasn't all. For at that moment the pale man who had saved the pair Haruno, stood talking to his parents. A conversation that bode worse than everything else.

TBC

I've spent all afternoon on this chapter, sorry for eventual spelling mistakes or grammatical errors. If you have any opinions, or there is anything you would like to ask feel free to review me about it, or contact me by mail/PM.

I'll see when the next update can be, if I plan to continue this. It depends a little on how much energy I have for continuing, since it often goes down these days to zero. I've started a dozen fics before that didn't make it even to become a complete chapter. This is the first in months.