Hey Ya'll kinda new to this whole story thing, thought I'd give it a go. So I thought that I'd start things off by explaining some things, give you a little heads up on things I think that you need to know.

First off-while I would appreciate hearing feedback on what I could be doing better, not really necessary. This is more of a personal challenge than a desperate cry for affection.

Second-while the characters are from the Naruto universe, in this bubble of imagination, I am god. They will probably act OCC. I apologize if that offends and will try to keep them as close to form as I can, but I have created my own little world here. So, characters are going to act slightly different.

Thirdly-(is that even a word......huh, is now) While I do like painting vivid pictures with words when the need rises, for the most part, I generally dont do that. More times than nought, I usually skip over descriptions of people, places, ect.....and form my own images in my head. Unfortunately I tend to write that way. If it becomes to vauge, or you dont really understand the setting, let me know and I'll tighten it up.

Lastly- I am a pretty busy guy, much to my eternal annoyance, so updates will be about once a week.

Anyways, thats my speal about me. Read it while you can, because its the last time you'll see it.

I don't own Naruto, I do however own a very nice car, kinda.

Chapter One: Fate's Web

Tonight was the night. The night that she's been waiting for. Tonight Sasuke was taking her, HER, to the sotsugyou ball! She felt as if fate had been slowly weaving them together, for this very night. Sure they had been "dating" since she asked him out two years ago, but after the tonight, they would be considered actually adults. Meaning, they could get married, meaning she could start a family, meaning…. She would inadvertently be one of the most influential heiresses in all of Konaha! Even more important than that Hyuga girl!!!! Not that she was dating Sasuke for his money or power, true the Uchiha's were the cream of the crop, the most Noble of all Nobles, she loved him for him dammit!

Glancing sideways at the clock, Sakura almost has a heart attack, ( if she has a heart attack, she'll ruin her nails, and she spent all day getting them just right for Sasuke-Kun!) Snapping to attention, she beckons her servants to fetch her dress. Only 3 hours to go and she still has to do her hair………..

In a completely separate part of town, a medium built young man dressed all in black pauses to read a sign posted on a utility pole.

ATTENTION

By Order of the Council anyone found to have been aiding of abetting any persons belonging to the subversive group, KAGE, will be convicted of treason, and executed.

Furthermore, anyone with any information regarding KAGE, or any other subversive unit is asked to report to your nearest public safety station. Rewards will be handed out based on the veracity of the information.

And just as a reminder the curfew is still in effect, any SERF caught out after curfew risks fines, and or a night in prison.

Looking around, our mysterious rouge grabs the sign off the post and crumples it into a ball, before tossing it into the gutter. Checking distance, as if looking for something, he steps into a side alley, where he seemingly vanishes.

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The sotsugyou ball was an event that was originally intended to celebrate the passing of childhood, into adult-hood. This annual celebration was initially intended as a means for all teenagers, of all professions to celebrate as one the final steps into adult-hood. Over time, however, the ball has come to symbolize the oppression of the Nobles. It was stripped of its original meaning and made into a grand function, the likes of which only Nobles could attend.

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Sakura looked GORGEOUS, thank you very much. Her cherry red ball gown, was exquisite, her hair was perfect, and her make-up was flawless, and she was wearing her late mothers custom made necklace. The same could be said for her escort. He cut a fine figure in his military uniform, and his Katana was a genuine Marasume. Probably one of the last, which made it that much more rare.

"You look radiant Sakura-chan."

So intent upon her inspection, that she didn't even realize that he spoke, until she looked up and noticed that he was eyeing her strangely.

"S, Sorry, Sasuke-kun. You look quite handsome yourself."

"Are you ready to dance?"

He took her hand, and started leading her to the dance floor. Sakura was still trying to take it all in, this was her Night! She wanted to remember every second of it. He elegantly led her to the marble dance floor, positioning themselves almost directly in the middle, right underneath the giant skylight windows. Slowly their body's found a natural rhythm, and they danced comfortably for a few minutes before Sasuke spoke again.

"You know, the Serfs are talking about uprising again."

Startled, Sakura almost missed a step. Thanking the gods that she caught herself in time, she composed herself enough to meet his gaze before responding.

"Why would they? I thought that after Namikaze was executed, the uprisings would end." Just beneath the exterior of her calm façade, she was nervous. The last Serf uprising had turned into four year war.

" They're being emboldened by the recent acts of that terrorist organization, Kage. It will probably blow over in a week or two, whenever they catch those thieves. Still, there's a probability I'll be called out there to help settle the mess." At these words Sakura's grip on Sasuke tightened.

"But…you just graduated, and like you said it'll probably blow over…." anything else that would flown from her mouth was instantly cut short by Sasukes fingers gently covering her mouth. All protests instantly died away as he pulled her closer to him. She rested her head on his chest as they slowly started dancing again. Taking in her surroundings again, she desperately tried to regain her composure. This night wasn't going right at all! She tried to focus on something other than the fact that her boyfriend could be sent out to his death.

"You shouldn't worry so much, its unbecoming of an heiress. Besides, I was the number one rookie at the academy. Do you really think a bunch of lowly Serf's can hurt me?"

So, absorbed in trying to compose herself, she almost missed him talking again. Before she could give him an answer however, her eyes caught what appeared to be a guard sleeping. The outrage! She would have to report this to her father. How dare they take their job so carelessly. With a start she realized her boyfriend was speaking again.

"Are you listening?"

Sakura quickly supplied a sheepish yes. How could she have been caught not paying attention to him? Stowing the guard in her mind for later, she once again turned her entire attention, onto the Uchiha.

"Even though I wont be in any danger, it would still be nice to have something to come home to."

Sasuke spoke this with the same conviction he would use to order his food, yet if Sakura hadn't devoted all of her attention to him she would have sworn that she was dreaming. She was finding it all to hard to breath at the moment….

"Sakura, I think that I could grow to love you. You're everything that I want in a woman. Would you do me the honor, of being my bride."

Breath Sakura…..just breath…..breath in…..breath out…..and once you've regained your senses answer him damn you……..

Yet despite her most heroic of efforts, nothing would come out of her mouth.

Taking her lack of response as a positive omen, Sasuke gently started to bring his head down to hers.

Oh my god, oh my god,….is he moving towards me?? Is going to kiss me….my first kiss…..Move body, move!

And remarkably, she was able to. Her head slowly made its way towards his…she could count the number of eyelashes he had, this is it……this… is ….

!!!!!BOOM!!!!!!

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Sorry to hiack your time again. Just wanted to let you know. I'll give you a brief rundown of whats what in the next chapter.

Later

Liquid Fire