Arranged Love Chapter 1: Engaged and Living Together, a naruto fanfic

Jackee1998 (ME!): Alright, much as I hate to do this, here it goes;

I do not own Naruto or any of its characters—though I wish I did— unless you don't know them, like Minaru and and Akimata, and only own plot… (sad, I know)

Summery: When Haruno Sakura and Uchiha Sasuke are forced to marry for the safety of the two clans, will love strike? Will Sakura learn to keep her mouth shut--something

Sasuke would rather she not? Will playboy Sasuke admit his love before he marries her?? Ooo, and will Kiba get over his dear Sakura before it's too late?

Arranged Love, Chapter One:

Engaged and Living Together...

"I'm sorry—what?!" the youngest Uchiha glared at his mother. Why did this 'merger' have to happen between the two clans? Can't Itachi do it? He was far more… kind… then him. This was Uchiha Sasuke, for Kami's sake! He didn't like people, let alone want to be married.

"Yes, my son," Sasuke's mom answered. "You must. I cannot say that I am happy about this, she is a wonderful girl, but I wanted you to choose your bride. But, the clan's well-being comes before our own."

"But, mom, Itachi can do it, he's nicer then me, and he won't kill her whenever she annoys him!" Sasuke whined like he hadn't whined for over ten years.

"I don't think so," Sasuke's older brother, Itachi, said. He was obviously enjoying Sasuke's confused rage. His younger brother was losing all right to his one-night stands, ha! "Ten years difference; she won't like someone as old as her uncle."

Sasuke glared at his older brother, and gave up. He slumped down in the wooden stool. "How old is she?" he growled.

"Fifteen," Itachi answered. "Oh, and her name happens to be Sakura."

Ironic—that happened to be Sasuke's favorite flower. Sasuke toke in a deep breath and asked, "When do I meet her?"

Mikoto smiled sweetly at her son, trying to make it seem not-so-bad. "Tomorrow," she answered. Sasuke groaned.

To Sakura:

Sakura twirled her pink hair in her pale hands. Her father had called her down to the kitchen and told her to wait. She really didn't care right now what her father was about to say, tomorrow was her birthday and she would be with her Kiba-kun.

Her white haired, thirty-two year old father came in with a manillla folder in his hands. He dropped it on the wooden table and a few paper slid out. "Read them, my blossom, and then come back to me," he ordered in a kind voice. Boy would Sakura hate this.

Sakura nodded obediently and pulled out the papers.

'Uchiha Sasuke, of Uchiha Clan

Age: Seventeen

Status: Playboy; nineteen women, a week

Evaluation: This Uchiha has mastered all the Sharingan there is. With his brother as mentor, this Uchiha has been the youngest Sharingan master. Fire Ball Ju-Jetsu comes easy to him. This is the 101th Uchiha to be born. Uchiha #101 doesn't enjoy human company, yet loves his lovemaking with random women. Kind when wishes. Second heir to Uchiha Clan. Onyx eyes, raven blue-black hair, muscled, tattoo on shoulder.'

Another page said, 'Love Life.'

Never dated. Just has stands.

It took Sakura all of ten minutes to read all the info. She inwardly wondered why her father had made her read this.

"Dad," the pinkette called out to her father, who was now in the living room. His white head lifted up and he walked over to his oldest child. "Why did I read these?"

Minaru looked at his daughter and sighed. "Sakura," he said, looking into her eyes, green to green, "what do you think of him?"

"He's nothing special; another playboy who happens to know how to behave himself," Sakura answered.

Minaru toke another deep breath, "I'm going to need you to do something for me, blossom."

"Sure, Dad, anything."

Minaru cursed himself. How could he have thought to put his clan over his daughter?! But he couldn't go back; he had already signed the papers in his own blood. "Call Kiba here, both of you need to hear this."

Sakura smiled at the name of her boyfriend, she was so naive. She grabbed her green iPhone and dialed the number.

"Sakura, what up?" Kiba asked.

"Dad wants you to come here," Sakura answered, playing with her short pink hair.

"I thought your dad said it was too early to visit. It's only seven." Kiba asked, his voice confused on the other end.

"Who cares? C'mon, I haven't seen you in a week, you just got back. Please?" Sakura whined. She always had to whine, Kiba didn't like coming over; he didn't get along with her mom.

She heard Kiba snicker; he just loved to hear her whine for him. "Be right there, blossom."

Sakura smiled and hung up the call. "All done, dad," she said, looking over the small wooden table where her father waited.

She was still oblivious. It was hard having time looking into the gentle innocent eyes and not go back on his word to the Uchihas. Nothing yet hurt as much as seeing his 'baby' girl in pain. And topping that off, Kiba was a good boy, and he did love his girl, and he would be hurt. Not that Akimata cared, she didn't like him. 'Too innocent, this boy is. Innocent to innocent will never work,' she said. 'Besides, Sakura would be much happier with someone a lot less innocent. I know my girl; she's not as innocent as she appears to be.' Minaru had just laughed at that. He knew Sakura was outgoing, to say the least, and that she was bold, but she was pure.

A knock on the door told the young Haruno Kiba had arrived. The pinkette ran to the door. "Kiba!" she yelled as she attacked the brown headed boy with a hug.

"Whoa…" Kiba grunted as he wrapped his arms around Sakura's waist. "Someone's happy."

"Of course I'm happy, pup; you've been on a mission for over a week. One which I wasn't allowed to come, I may add," Sakura commented as she pulled out of the embrace.

Sakura walked in, Kiba's arm still hanging to her slim waist. "What'd you want?" Kiba asked as he sat with Sakura in the forest green loveseat.

Minaru's frown deepened as he looked at the loving way Kiba held Sakura. This just got ten times harder. "You both know how the Uchihas and Harunos were never at peace, right?" Both teens nodded. "You do know how we all wish it for both clans, right?" Again, both teens nodded. "There is only one way to make peace—marriage, between the clan heirs." Both teens nodded, they knew this story already. "Well I've agreed to it. And, Kiba, Sakura, you two no longer have my blessings."

Green and brown eyes widened. Minaru loved Kiba, why would he have taken his blessings away? "What? Why?" they said in union.

The white headed father gave both teens the same folder with Uchiha #101's information. "I told you I agreed," Minaru said. "You are the heir to the Haruno clan," he said looking at Sakura, "and he is the second Uchiha heir."

Kiba's eyes narrowed as a picture of the Uchiha slipped out. He was smirking and had his muscled arms crossed over his chest. A black shirt covered the obvious six-pack that showed through the tight shirt. Long kaki jeans covered his legs. His raven blackish blue bangs ran alongside his slightly tanned cheeks; and the rest of his hair took a seemingly natural stand, in a messy disarray at the back. He had his back pressed to a white wall.

Sakura barely looked at the photo; she just glared at her frowning father. "Why?" she hissed.

"I'm sorry," he said sadly. "You meet him tomorrow…"

Stubborn as she may be, Sakura knew she wasn't winning this one. Reliving herself in a heavy sigh, she gave up. "Kiba gets to meet him too," she said in a voice so stern that not even Minaru dared to complain.

The white headed man just nodded and excused himself. "Be formal," he warned them both.

Kiba looked over to Sakura. Her face held no emotion, but her jade eyes said it all. She didn't want to do this. Not at all, but, being Sakura, she knew it was needed.

"Kiba-kun…" Sakura sighed, "I'm going to miss you…" She placed kissed on his red cheeks and hugged him close.

"Me too, but your father never said anything about being friends…." Kiba sighed, trying to find an upside to this.

"Guess so, and I could always cheat; although I'm sure he wouldn't mind. What kind of seventeen year old playboy would want to marry someone like me?" Sakura asked.

"Don't do that; it's not honorable. And the answer to your question is: me." Kiba said. Much as he now loathed the Uchiha, he would respect him.

"Come on," Sakura sighed, lifting her body up off the loveseat, "We've got outfits to pick…."

Kiba sighed and followed the pinkette up the stairs to her room.

To Sasuke:

Sasuke lay in his dark room, falling asleep to the sound of 'Sexy Chick' on his black iPod. The day had gone by so fast. Breakfast, engagement, ride around town, lunch, TV, dinner, and now it was ten.

'They say she needs to slow down
The baddest thing around town

She's nothing like a girl you've ever seen before
Nothing you can compare to your neighborhood girl
I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful
The way that booty movin' I can't take no more
Have to stop what I'm doin so I can pull her close
I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful…'

Itachi came in the through the double doors, carrying a navy colored folder with the very official Uchiha fan on it. Sasuke sleepily sat up on his king sized bed.

"Surprised to not find another one-nighter here," Itachi said as he sat on the edge of the bed. Sasuke just grunted. "Anyway, here's your fiancée's info, picture and love life."

"Why love life?" Sasuke asked.

"We were sure you guys wouldn't want to talk to each other." Itachi said calmly.

"Got me there," Sasuke yawned as he muted the song.

'Damn girl
Damn you'se a sexy chick
A sexy chick
Damn you'se a sexy chick
Damn girl

Damn you'se…'

"I know. Anyhow, here," Itachi said, leaving. Sasuke grunted as he opened the folder.

'Haruno Sakura, of Haruno Clan

Age: Fifteen

Status: Virgin

Evaluation: This Haruno is kind. She is one of the master medics in the village. Was under the influence of Hokage Tsunade, and surpassed her. Mastered chakra pumping at age twelve. Replacement Ju-jitsu has been her strongest point. This Haruno is the 189th to be born. Haruno 189 is currently courting/dating Inuzuka Kiba of the Inuzuka Clan. 189 has green eyes, and like most of the pure Haruno women, pink hair.

Sasuke sighed and pulled out another sheet of paper.

'Love Life,' it said.

Dating at age ten, nothing serious.

Boyfriends:

Uzimaki Naruto, dated at age ten, Sept. 5th-Dec. 20th, first boyfriend

Yakamaru Yantoni, dated at age ten, Jan. 16th-Agu. 3st , second boyfriend

Kiniko Weo, dated at age eleven, Agu, 4th-March 9th , third boyfriend

Orentanu Sami, dated at age thirteen, April 9th-June 29th fourth boyfriend

Inuzuka Kiba, dated ages thirteen-fifteen, July 30th-Agu. 3 (broken for arranged marriage), fifth boyfriend

Uchiha Sasuke, dating Agu. 4th-Sept. 4th (wedding date), sixth and final

Sasuke was shocked to find that his name was on there; his name! They had already chosen a wedding date—no more than a month to get used to each other!

The Uchiha growled and put the music on his iPod as loud as it would go, falling asleep to the music.

'They say she needs to slow down
The baddest thing around town

The next day, (August 4th, Sakura's Birthday) Sasuke

Sasuke was dressed in formal dress pants, a white t-shirt under his loose black neck tie, and an open black vest. He doubted a Haruno would have the class to dress nicely.

"Don't worry, foolish little brother," Itachi was saying, "I've met Sakura's father. He thinks very highly of his girl. She won't be that bad. Maybe you'd have her in bed by the end of the day?"

Try as he might, the older son could not lift his brother's mood. A knock on the front door saved the eldest Uchiha son from doing any more.

"Go get that; it's Sakura," he said, calmly. With a pout—the first pout in his life—on his face, Sasuke obliged.

"Fine, but you're coming with me," Sasuke said as he pulled his brother along to the door.

Shaking his head, Itachi opened the door. There, he was greeted by three people. A pink headed woman, an older white headed one, and a brown headed on, around the woman's age.

Sasuke looked at the woman who was obviously to be his bride. Her pink hair curled around her porcelain face, which looked to be naked of make-up. If it was, she was a natural beauty. Her lips were a light red and her skin was porcelain pale. Her eyelashes were long and pink; every time she blinked they brushed on her cheeks. Her body was long and curvy, just a head smaller then Sasuke—if she were to take the red high heels off, which made her inches shorter then him. Her legs were long and toned under the knee-long, red dress. From what Sasuke knew, her breasts were 'C's.

"Come in, Harunos, Inuzuka," Itachi invited. The three nodded and came into the manor. As the visitors sat down Itachi began. "I apologize for my parents' absence. Mother has gone to help the Yakamrus and father is on a mission."

Sakura nodded, placing her head on the crook of Kiba's neck. She whispered something Sasuke couldn't make out and Kiba sighed.

"I do not mind, my child has only to meet her husband, and then I leave," Minaru said as Sakura observed Sasuke.

He was handsome, to say the least. His hair was a nice dark blue, and his bangs covered his onyx eyes as he looked at the red wood coffee table. His hands were folded and the knuckles were white. Sakura's natural caring nature came in.

"Are you okay," she asked, lifting her head from Kiba's shoulder.

Sasuke looked up at the green eyes staring worriedly at him. They captivated him. They shinned in the light.

Kiba glared over at his no-competition-'cause-he-already-won rival. Even a guy could tell the Uchiha was handsome.

"Is there anything wrong?" Sakura asked again. Sasuke shook his head at her. He was a little shocked that a Haruno would care about an Uchiha. An UCHIHA!

"I see she is kind," Itachi complemented Minaru. "Doesn't even know my foolish little brother and yet she cares for him as if he were family…" he observed. He could see everything Sakura was feeling with his Sharingan activated.

"Yes, my wife and I raised her to be so," Minaru said, apprising his daughter, who blushed at the compliment.

Sakura looked down to her lacy red heels. "I'm-a miss you Kib-kun," she muttered so low that the other people in the room would not hear.

Kiba heard and sighed at the thing she had already said.

"Well, then, now that the young couple—" Sakura and Sasuke cringed at the word, "—have met, we are free to go. Kiba and I have brought Sakura her clothes and kunai. Lady Tsunade has said she is to practice her kunai medicans," Minaru said.

Sakura looked up to her father, her mouth wide enough to let a plane in. She jumped up, she was enraged. "What the hell!" she hissed. "Dad, you never said anything about me staying here! You said I was to meet my husband," she said the word as if it were a cuss or an unimaginable thing, "and leave! I don't to stay! I wanna go home! Ino and Tsunade will kill you if you leave me, you know it! Haruno Minaru, Inuzuka Kiba, don't you dare leave me!"

Sasuke was surprised at his future wife's outburst. 'Stands her own… impressive…'

Minaru wasn't mad—every teen is entitled to her outburst—he just sighed and held Kiba back from running to hung Sakura. "I know, but you must." With that he pulled Kiba to the car, carried Sakura's things out into the manor and left, leaving a steaming pink headed medic behind.

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