The clock ticked in the distant as two figures sat on the couch.
Sakura knew from the start, her grandmother had always told her that if others made fun of her they were secretly just really jealous at how happy she was. But she knew they actually really weren't. The definition of hate wasn't just some children's game. It meant wishing for someone else to die. If they would be eating something you would wish they would choke, if they would be walking down the streets you'd hope they would fall, and this all for the sake of a crappy thing called jealousy? No, it was definitely more than that. People wouldn't call her 'dumb pinky' because they were jealous of her hair. They would call her that because they hated her hair.
Just like this, she didn't get married because she happened to stumble over a guy that changed her life and proposed to her, she got married without knowing what kind of man she was getting stuck with for the rest of her life, and it was still so very awfully quiet in her cold life.
Prologue. This Man Has Eyes In His Back...
Sasuke was typing some things behind his desk. He had gotten permission to have a month off from work, but after one week of being with his wife he noticed it wasn't really that romantic or anything and that was what the whole honeymoon thing was about, about romance, making love, and other gibberish shit. After Sasuke finished most of his work, he started feeling bored and went to get some warm tea in the cold winter days. He shuffled over to the machine and there he bumped into his co-worker Naruto who seemed to be taller than he was.
When did that happen?
Sasuke's frown deepened and then the blonde bastard started talking.
Everything was Gibberish lately. Especially Naruto. He didn't like the guy too much.
"Heyo Sausage bro!"
He tried to remain silent, silence was golden, probably not in this situation though. But he couldn't help it, this guy was just so dumb, he seriously called him a sausage. The average human brain should have known that parents don't name their son after a sausage.
He turned his head, took one look at the stupid whiskers covering the guy's face and started throwing insults at the man.
"It's Sasuke you dimwit, and I don't like you and you should know your place here in this office. There's clearly a sign in front of the door that says 'no idiots allowed'. God. I can't believe you're still hired here..." It came out suddenly, more like a grunt than talking, but Naruto heard it loud and clear.
Naruto frowned and gave Sasuke a dangerous glare, but he backed off and gave the man a pat on the back. "Sheesh." Exclaimed Naruto. "Lot's of big words for a small guy like you. Here, take a coffee to help your grumpiness fade, k?" Naruto pressed the button for a coffee and took off like a bolt of lightning. Blood streaked eyes followed the blonde man, and when the coffee was done, he slammed it on the ground.
It was time for some tea. Just like he had intended to get in the first place.
-DEATHDEATHSAMA-
DEDICATED TO THE SIS OF MY SPECIAL BOOGYBEAR OURCRIMSONSKY, BABY, COME TO PARADISE WITH ME. AND GIRL, HE TOADS JACKED ME OFF, LIKE HMMHNN, BUT NOW I KNOW IT'S FER YOU GIRL ;))))
#Sasusaku prologue
