A/N:

I've actually had this story on my flash drive since high school and I was cleaning it of all my Freshman/Sophomore college papers when I came across it. I read it and a whole slew of ideas popped into my mind of where I can go with this story. So enjoy and let me know how you feel about it.

Yes, it's sort of a rendition of The Luxe series but I'm going to change it a bit...or a lot.

I do not own Naruto or The Luxe, unfortunately.

She combed through her gorgeous and unique hair for about the billionth time. It had finally grown out to the right length that she wanted. Her mother had ended up cutting it once it reached her shoulders, and she absolutely hated it. Now she was eighteen though and she could control things herself without her mother's constant hovering. It reached to her shoulder blades and with every brush it seemed to gleam in the light even more. She had the most interesting color of hair all around. It was pink, not a dark or very light pink, but right in the middle. She was sought after by practically every eligible bachelor out there, but there was only one man she wanted. Her lifelong childhood friend, Sasuke. He was one from the Uchiha family. A very prestigious family with tons of money. It wasn't the money that she cared about though. She had grown up with him and her other best friend, Naruto. Setting her brush down upon her wooden desk she moved her hand towards the picture of all of them. She was sitting in the middle with the two on the side. Sasuke looked very proper and emotionless, Naruto looked anxious and disheveled, and she was smiling brightly in between her two favorite boys. Sakura got lost in her memories and didn't even notice when her door creaked open.

"Miss Haruno?"

The young girl turned in her seat, meeting the eyes of her maid.

"Oh, I'm sorry Shizune. I was caught in my own thoughts. What is it that you wanted to speak of?"

"Your mother, she wants to speak with you and your sister downstairs."

Sakura frowned at this news. Her mother wanting to speak to her sister and herself at the same time wasn't good news. Deciding to entertain her mother she grabbed half of her hair and clipped it in a casual manner. Picking up her skirt she moved to walk past Shizune and downstairs to the waiting room in their house. Her mother sat upon a large chair. She wore a dark green petticoat and a tan corset wrapped around her thin waist, but her busty breasts seemed to be gasping for air. Her tall head of blonde hair turned to look towards her daughter and dark coffee brown eyes set upon the pinklette.

"Ahh! There you are my dear! Come, sit with me and Ino, I have very important news to tell you!"

Sakura moved to sit next to her sister who was wearing a light blue petticoat and a white corset. She however was wearing a light pink petticoat that matched her hair and a white corset. Both of the sisters looked nothing alike, but that was because they both had different fathers. Ino was only a year older than her sister and definitely held her age above Sakura. They never asked why her mother had got with two men, and they never dared ask either. Her true love had died very early in their lives and their mother never truly spoke of him for fear of showing emotions to her daughters. Ino's father never came around. He didn't want to have to raise the child and ended up leaving their mother. However, their mother did end up marrying Sakura's father and he too found himself into the room. His hair was disheveled just like Naruto's except it seemed to lean to one side of his head. It was already a grey color, but his face looked much younger than he actually was. He always had a soft and careless look upon his face and wore an eye patch across his left eye. The girls always tried to ask him why it was he wore it and he would always come up with different stories. He lost his eye in a fight for their mother, a horse kicked his eye out when he was mucking the stalls, and their favorite…he just wanted to look cool. Both the girls smiled brightly as he walked into the room with his soft smile and careless wave.

"Good evening my pretty ladies."

"Hello father!"

Both the girls chimed together. Ino had grown up without a father and Sakura's father ended up raising her like his own and even Ino felt like he was more of a father than ever to her. The male walked towards their mother and picked up her right hand, placing a soft kiss there.

"My love."

"Kakashi, you always seem to make me smile."

"Ahh, but that is why I am here, my dear Tsunade. To make sure you always smile even on the dimmest of days."

Kakashi always seemed deeply in love with Tsunade. Although Tsunade was happy around Kakashi, she was still grieving over her first love, but Kakashi seemed to halfway fill that void.

"Now, what have you called me here for? Nothing bad, I hope."

"No, it is nothing bad at all. Actually, it is quite good to be honest."

Ino seemed to shift uncomfortably in her seat awaiting the news while Sakura stared out the window in a daze. She wanted to be outside with her friends. She wanted to go to the park, and possibly ask Sasuke how he truly felt about her. He was always so gentlemanly to her, such sweet gestures, but never showing any real emotions. He was so mysterious and that is what she loved about him most.

"We have a courtship from a very eligible bachelor for our youngest daughter, Sakura!"

At this news Sakura's head jerked in her mother's direction. Her mother was smiling from ear to ear and Ino seemed to mumble something ugly under her breath that Sakura couldn't hear. Kakashi sighed looking at his daughter carefully to gauge her reaction. Her mother seemed to be saying something, but all the sounds drowned out. Could it be? Could Sasuke be the one that's proposing to court her? Sakura's heart fluttered delighted.

"Sakura, have you been listening to me?"

Sakura snapped back to her mother and reality. Ino was giving her a nasty look; she had been waiting for someone to court her, and of course before Sakura. Kakashi kept staring at his daughter still, waiting.

"He is of the best pedigree and will be here a little after noon. His parents had talked to me and your father last night and decided that he would be the best suit for you since you both know each other after all."

Sakura wanted to jump for joy at the excitement of this news. She couldn't believe it, it WAS Sasuke! She had known him and he would be the best suit for her! Sakura jumped out of her seat while her mother was still babbling on about something.

"Oh this is wonderful news! I shall get ready! When is he coming?"

Tsunade was stunned at her daughter's jump of joy that she stuttered for a moment.

"In about an hour-"

"Then I will get ready now!"

Sakura rushed past both her mother and father, carrying her skirt high as she nearly jumped up the stairs. She grabbed Shizune who was carrying towels to the girls' rooms and squeaked at the intrusion.

"Oh…Miss Haruno, what is it?"

"Shizune! He's coming to court me! Sasuke, I know it's true!"

Shizune smiled brightly for the girl, helping her out of her petticoat and corset and placing her in a beautiful very light green dress that hugged her tiny waist perfectly and flowed outwards elegantly with pink flowers embroidered on the skirt in a sporadic fashion and then pink jewels that covered the corset of the dress, the shoulders hugged her biceps, showing off her perfect milky skin.

"You look beautiful, my lady."

Sakura smiled brightly, her hair being fixed by Shizune in a poof at the front and was clipped in the back with small curls falling out in the front of her ears. It had been slightly past the hour and she expected Sasuke to be sitting downstairs already. Checking herself once more in the mirror she slipped on a pair of light green heels and then slipped out of her room, almost floating down the stairs. A tall figure in a black suit, coat tails moving with his legs as he moved into the waiting room. She wasn't able to see Sasuke's face as he moved, but she was expecting a smile hopefully. She made her way to the bottom, taking in a deep breath as she moved into the room. Ino smirked at her, almost evilly, but Sakura brushed her off. Nobody would ruin this moment.

"Mr. Uchiha, thank you for coming."

"It is my pleasure."

The deep and cold voice penetrated the air and suddenly Sakura's blood ran as cold as that voice. It was not Sasuke's voice. She knew Sasuke's voice very well, and this was not his. She did however know who this was and that was probably why her blood ran so cold. He turned upon his heel, everything seemed to move in slow motion as this happened. His dark ebony eyes, just like Sasuke's, settled upon her form. He was taller than Sasuke, but his features were sharper. His hair was long and tied back in a tight ponytail at the nape of his neck. He bore no expression, just like Sasuke. Uchiha's were famous for their emotionless attitude. He leaned forward, bowing to the young girl in a courteous gesture, but he did not look pleased to be here.

"My dear daughter, say hello to Uchiha Itachi."

As Itachi corrected his form his dark eyes moved towards Tsunade as she talked and introduced the male. Sakura however was still holding her breath and finally let it out. This couldn't be happening. Itachi was Sasuke's older brother. Itachi was about twenty-three years old. He had been sought after by practically every girl in the village. He was very striking indeed, he was an Uchiha after all, but Sakura did not want him. He was even more emotionless than his brother. But that could possibly be because he was in the armed service and was trained to have no emotions whatsoever.

"My carriage awaits outside, if I shall steal your daughter away for the afternoon to talk to her, I would very much appreciate it."

Itachi said this, the whole time not breaking contact with Sakura who almost looked like she was going to start hyperventilating.

"Yes, please do."

Tsunade smiled brightly, walking the Uchiha and her daughter to the door, Kakashi and Ino in tow. Kakashi gave his daughter a sympathetic look and Ino just looked smug. Itachi extended his arm towards Sakura, who willingly took hold of it as they walked out of the house. The sound of her heels hitting the cobblestone was the only thing that filled the air. Her heart was beating loudly and she wondered if Itachi could hear it. He helped her into the carriage and made his way in afterwards, taking a seat opposite of her. His dark eyes focused upon her the whole ride and it made Sakura feel queasy. He was handsome, she would give him that, but those eyes looked so much like Sasuke's that she couldn't help but feel hurt. Why Itachi?

"I bet you are asking yourself why me?"

Sakura suddenly flinched as he said these words. She just chuckled slightly to fill the awkward moment before moving her gaze towards him. He was leaning upon the armrest in the carriage, his chin sitting perfectly in his fist and his pointer finger placed on his lips like he was trying to shush someone. He observed her slowly and carefully, taking in her every being. She felt naked all of a sudden, being watched so carefully.

"It was not my choice either. My parents had arranged this. They believe I need to bare a child before I am sent to war with the rest of my platoon so our bloodline will carry on. Why they chose you of all the women, I have no clue."

Sakura nearly felt repulsed by his answer and her skin stared to flame as he spoke of her as being ugly compared to the other women of the village.

"For your information, Mr. Uchiha, I did not want to be with you either."

"I know you didn't. I know you want my brother."

Sakura stiffened at this. How did he know about her feelings for Sasuke? Itachi showed a hint of a smirk at her response, but it was only a hint and he was back to his emotionless gaze.

"You know you can back down, you can refuse me and I shall move on. To be honest, I do not want a wife. I can live on my own."

"As much as I want to back out of this, I cannot. My mother has already made the deal with your parents, and I shall not disappoint my mother."

"Humph, why do you always follow what people tell you? You are just like every other prim and proper girl out there. You cannot make up your own decision."

"My lord, we are at the destination."

The carriage driver announced, Itachi looked out the window of the carriage, noticing the park outside with many people conversing upon the green field. His dark eyes moved back towards Sakura.

"This is your chance to make a choice. There is no turning back once you emerge from this carriage upon my arm. All will know that you are mine."

Sakura's nose upturned as he announced that SHE was HIS. She wanted to smack him and tell the carriage driver to take her home, possibly even kick him out of the carriage into a puddle. But then she thought of her mother and how much she would be proud for her daughter marrying into such an important family. She would be closer to Sasuke. Her heart then hurt at the thought of what Sasuke would think of this, but was quickly pulled from her thoughts as Itachi exited the carriage, looking in at her and waiting for an answer.

"I will not go against my mother."

Itachi made another humph noise before extending his arm towards the girl in the carriage who placed her hand upon his and emerged from the carriage. It seemed like the whole park went quiet as they turned to look at the new couple coming forth. Most girls gave Sakura ugly stares and most men looked hurt at the thought of losing a chance to get near her. Once an Uchiha had a girl, they had lost any chance of getting with that girl. Uchiha's always got what they wanted…ALWAYS!