Haruno Sakura was the richest woman in the Fire Country, as the daughter of the CEO of the second biggest corporation. She was lovely, too, with her long, peculiarly pink hair and her large grass-green eyes.

Uchiha Sasuke, was the richest man in the Fire Country, as the CEO of the biggest corporation. He was handsome, with black hair and black eyes that many women (none of whom got him) liked to read soulfulness, sorrow, grief, love, or lust into. Sakura knew better- knew that the look in those eyes was that of a shrewd, calculating businessman.

So of course they got married, as do all people who are as rich and beautiful as they were. It was practically arranged by their parents.

Uchiha Sasuke was now one of the most powerful men in the world. And Sakura was, without a doubt, the most powerful woman in the world.

However, they were not in love.

And... for the most part, that was fine by them.


Sasuke came home one night and presented a box to Sakura.

"A gift for you. Itachi said I ought to show some husband-ly care at some point."

Sakura opened the box.

"Lovely," she said, admiring the exquisite cut and setting.

"Good," said Sasuke. He made to leave, but stopped suddenly.

"Not even a note?" asked Itachi from the doorway suddenly.

They both jumped.

Sakura stared at him.

"You have to put a note, Sasuke," said Itachi, sighing.

"He does?"

"I do?"

"Yes," said Itachi. "Shows you put some time and effort into it. I always do that for Hana."

Hana was Itachi's wife- a true love-match. Sakura saw it in the way that they looked at one another and smiled no matter what, like they just couldn't help it.

She got along well with Itachi, and Hana was one of her good friends. Good thing, since they were her brother-and-sister-in-law.

"I don't have time to write notes," said Sasuke, making to leave.

Sasuke's cellphone rang.

"Gotta go," he said, and left.

Itachi sighed. "Silly little brother. I'm sorry about him."

Sakura shrugged. "It's fine."

He looked at her and frowned. "It isn't, but goodnight, Sakura-san."

He left, and Sakura looked at her ring.

For some reason, she felt a lump rise in her throat.


"Hey, Sakura."

"Sasuke?"

"I'm going to take you out to dinner tonight."

She smiled. "Oh? Where?"

"Your favorite restaurant." He didn't say the name because he'd forgotten it, but he did remember the restaurant.

"Oh, yum."

They smiled at one another. Moments like this were when they pretended they loved each other.


They walked into the restaurant, at which moment they were immediately attended to.

"Uchiha-san!" said the host, bowing formally. Well, Sakura was dressed in a formal kimono, so she supposed it made sense. That, and they were the Uchihas. "Your usual table, I presume?"

Sasuke nodded regally.

They were seated immediately.

"I'll have the usual," said Sakura, immediately handing her menu off to the waitress.

Sasuke pointed to what he wanted.

He really wasn't very social, Sakura thought with a small amount of affection.

They were served faster than any other couple in the room.

"So, how are you today?" asked Sakura.

"Good. You?"

"Oh, just the same as always. How is that transaction going?"

"It's going just fine. I'll need your signature on some things but that can wait." He began to eat, a clear signal he wanted to stop talking now.

She nodded and began to eat her food as well, knowing full well that small talk never lasted with Sasuke.


They went home after a lovely dinner, heading straight to bed- Sakura to read, and Sasuke to sleep.

Sakura's secret obsession was romance novels. She selected her favorite one from the bookshelf and began thumbing through it for her favorite scene.

"I can't sleep at night for thinking of you," he said.

"Nor can I."

Sakura glanced over to Sasuke, who was snoring next to her.

She chuckled dryly.


Okay. So... please review! I don't know if I'm going to continue this, but I know almost exactly what's going to happen. This first chapter was kind of slow... but more is going to happen soon, I promise! And definitely lots of exciting stuff if I continue.