A Peculiar Relationship
Chapter One
foureyesfreak27
Summary: AU. After being jilted by her boyfriend for his pregnant mistress, Sakura Haruno sworn to never date again. That is until a godlike Adonis creature came strolling in and offered her a contract that she cannot refuse; a marriage contract with none other than Sasuke Uchiha, her father's business rival.
Character(s): Sakura Haruno and Sasuke Uchiha.
A/N: This is my first time writing a Naruto fanfiction. I hope you all enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Warning: This chapter has not been fully edited yet. Please excuse any grammatical errors.
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Sakura Haruno staggered her way towards the first bar she saw. Feeling disoriented and agitated after her early ordeal she needed something strong. Very strong.
The image and words that were said kept ringing in her head repeatedly as if they were broken records. Of all the time and places, the bastard decided cut off their engagement in her office with his mistress. It would've been a lot easier if she had caught him red handed or better yet, confess to his infidelity and beg for forgiveness. But no, he just had to show up to the hospital towed with his whore and announced that he's breaking things off because he—idiotically—got his mistress pregnant. So unfortunately, the latter to her options was off the list.
She knew all about Kenchi's escapades and yet she ignored them. Is not that she was jealous, is the fact that she doesn't mind at all, honestly. In the beginning, the reason why she even bothered giving the son of a gun a chance was because he was a doctor just like her. He understood the hectic schedules and life she lived for so she assumed that they both were compatible with each other. Sure the man was attractive, not drop dead gorgeous per say, but attractive nonetheless. With dark brown wavy hair swept back professionally, a pair of golden eyes, doable lips, and average height, what woman wouldn't want him? Especially since his profession is a doctor. Truth be told, they both used each other for superficial reasons. He needed her to keep up his proud image as the Chief of Staff and she needed him to keep off her pestering mother.
"I'm sorry, Sakura. I meant to break it off with her earlier but now that Sara is pregnant, I have to uphold my responsibility as a man."
What a load of bullshit, Sakura thought bitterly. She sometimes wonders why she stayed with him in the first place. Oh yes, of course. How could she forget? It was because of her darling mother. At the age of twenty eight, Sakura successfully accomplished her goals in graduating med school as top of her class and becoming a doctor. Sadly, she was once again single. And at this age her mother would constantly poke her—even drop a few hints here and there during family dinners—about when she would settle down and start a family. Sakura scoffed. At this rate, not likely soon.
She pulled the door handle of the bar entrance and marched her way towards a barstool. She plopped herself into one of the vacant seats and sighed exasperatedly.
"And what can I get for you, pretty lady?" She heard the bartender offered.
"Something strong, very strong," she muttered, smacking down a bill. She didn't bother to look up to the flirty man as she propped an elbow on top of the table and lazily rested her chin on her palm.
"Rough night?" He asked, pitying the woman.
"You don't even want to know," she mumbled and closed her eyes. Right now she wanted to drown herself with a drink. She has no need anyone's pity at all.
The bartender nodded understandingly. "Coming right up," he chirped.
She heard him leave and promptly sat up. She surveyed the bar to find out that surprisingly there were only a few people present. Weird, she thought, bemusedly. Usually bars would be filled with people during happy hours, especially after the long work hours on weekdays. Not that she's complaining; she'd rather be by herself and not getting hit by drunken men.
"Here you go, miss," the bartender placed her drink in front of her.
She mutely nodded as a thank you gesture. She quickly picked up the glass and drank her shot in one gulped. "Another." The pink-haired woman raised her glass, indicating another round.
The bartender shot her a pitiful look. "Must be a really rough night, I'll give you the whole bottle," he said, placing the bottle on the table. "It's on the house."
Sakura didn't even bother to praise her thanks; instead, she poured herself another glass. The cool feeling of the liquid somewhat ease her shock and pain. This is where she wanted to be. She purposely decided not to inform her parents that she had failed another relationship. Again. Her mother will definitely throw a fit because somehow that son of a gun had charmed his ways with her. Damn his sorry ass to the pits of hell.
She twirled her glass in a lazy manner, watching the dark liquid swirled inside with mild interest. Maybe she should take a vacation for a good month. She hadn't taken any days off knowing that she lives and breathe her career. Not that she's complaining; she loved her job. The long hours, patients after patients, it was all worth it, a good tired. But after what had happened and her not being herself lately, she needed a break. Maybe a nice vacation in a nice and warm place, anywhere that's tropical will do.
"Is this seat taken?" A masculine voice sudden asked, breaking her trance.
She looked up and her green eyes clashed with a pair of obsidian ones. She inspected the Adonis godlike creature before her from top to bottom, highly impressed. The first thing she had noticed was that he was tall, very tall, at least over six feet tall. He had a nice sun-kiss tanned skin compared to her milky pale skin, broad shoulders, aristocratic nose, and those damn kissable lips begging for her to nibble on. But his hair was quite peculiar. In fact, it made him look almost as if it was a chicken butt. With that thought in mind, Sakura burst out with laughter.
The tall beautiful stranger gave her a strange look. It was almost as if he was debating on whether she was a lunatic or just plain drunk, considering how the bottle next to her was almost half empty.
"I'm sorry," she slurred sluggishly, "but you look very funny."
The man quirked an eyebrow. "Interesting," he mused. He helped himself to the seat beside her and called for the bartender ordering a glass.
"Why are you sitting beside me?" She questioned, slurring her words. Perhaps there's more than meets the eye.
The man looked at her, almost as if he was analyzing what's before him before shaking his head. "It's a free country," he smirked.
Sakura's grin faltered and in response, she glared at him. Maybe he's an ass after all, she concluded. A good looking one as a matter of factually.
Sakura harumphed. "Whatever." She turned around and went on about drinking her shots, ignoring the man beside her.
A cumbersome silence fell between the two. Sakura felt somewhat unease about the situation, especially since she could practically feel the daggering gaze on her from the man sitting beside her. She felt as if someone or rather the person beside her was poking around her bubble and mind you, the feeling as very vexing. She had had enough of assholes to deal with and adding one more to the list was not helping at all. All she wanted was some peace and silence but this meddlesome stranger just had to sit next to her even though the whole damn bar was not fully occupied. Preposterous.
"So, you're Sakura Haruno I presume?" The stranger nonchalantly stated, taking a nice sip from his glass.
Sakura sobered up quickly. What in the world? "H-How…who the hell are you?" She screeched, taken aback by his knowledge of her name. "How the hell do you know my name?"
The man smirked lazily. He smirked! He has the audacity to smirk of all things! Just looking at that smirk reminds Sakura of someone who knows a great deal of secrets.
"I know a lot about you, Haruno," he shrugged, taking another sip of his drink. The woman beside him narrowed her eyes, suspiciously.
"You don't know a thing about me," Sakura spat, angrily. She hated people who considered themselves as a know-it-all, it irked her to no end.
The man raised an enquiring eyebrow. "Sakura Haruno; birthdate: March twenty eighth, age: twenty eight years old, occupation: doctor, father: Kizashi Haruno, mother: Mebuki Haruno, graduated top of your class at the University of Konoha, School of Medicine, marital status: currently in a relationship with Kenchi Hihara, the Chief of Staff at your hospital. Oh, wait a second, he dumped you for his pregnant mistress," he listed nonchalantly as if he's taking about the weather.
Sakura could not do anything but gap at the beautiful stranger. How in the world did he know who she was? Who the hell is he?! Just thinking about who he might be gave her the shivers.
"W-what? H-How…who are you? The police? A stalker!" She gasped, as if an epiphany came to mind. "You're a stalker!"
The man frowned bitterly in distaste at the word mentioned. "No, I am not a stalker. I'm here to make you an offer, Haruno."
She ignored what he said and abruptly stood up, cautiously backing away from him one step at a time. "You're a stalker! Hey help! He's after me!"
"Will you shut the hell up," he gritted, annoyed slamming his hand down. "You're so annoying; I can't believe I'm doing this."
The bartender from earlier came up. A look of curiosity washed over his face. "Is something the matter?" He asked politely, giving the other man a hard and cautious stare.
"No," the latter spat out, glaring at the unwanted intruder. "Nothing, just a lover's spat." He then slammed a pile of bills to keep the bartender out of their affair in which he silently complied to.
Sakura frantically shook her head. "No, no, no! I don't know who he is! I'm out of here!" Sakura grabbed her purse and quickly made her way out of the bar, dodging the man who was discreetly after her.
Not long after she made her hasty departure, a strong hand grabbed hold of her arm. She instinctively began to hit him with her purse. "Let me go, you freak!"
"Hey! Will you just listen to me for a moment?!" The stranger grabbed hold of her other arm that was swinging her purse at him. Sakura's panic began to escalate.
"No! Let me go before I scream rape!" She stubbornly refused. She struggled in his hold trying to pry free of her arms from him but it was futile. Instead, his grips tighten on her. Frustrated, she began to kick and spat at him.
"Will you stay still for a second woman? Hey!"
"No! Let me go you rapist!" She screamed.
"I'm not trying to rape you! Just listen to me for just a second!" He argued, clearly irritated by the outcome of his pursue.
"If you want money, here take it! I don't need it!" The pinkette thrust her purse at him. The man simply flicked it off as if it was a fly.
"Will you shut up? I don't need your money, goddamn it! I just need you to listen to me!" He grabbed hold of her shoulders and caged her against his chest to stop her struggle.
"No—"
The next second she felt a pair of lips crashing against hers forcefully. She resisted at first, pulling her arms away from his hold but it was no vail; his hold on her became tighter and she had no place to go but to just stay still. His lips were firm against hers, she wanted to pull away, feeling very bit repulsive but her attempt was useless. Slowly, she reluctantly began to respond to his demanding lips. When he felt her surrender, he loosened his hold but not to the point where he lets her go.
After a minute had passed, he pulled away, both gasping for air. His obsidian eyes searched of hers. "Now, are you calm? Are you civilized to understand and listen?" He whispered harshly, being that he was only inches away from her lips.
Mutely, she nodded, still in daze about what just had happened.
"Good. My name is Sasuke Uchiha," he said slowly, as if he was talking to a child. "I'm here to propose an offer for you to be my wife."
Whether it was the kiss, the alcohol, or the shock, she didn't know. But what she did know was the after hearing his offer she became dizzy and pulled back before ferociously throwing up all over him. She vaguely heard a voice swearing "Shit!" before having her vision blurred to darkness.
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