A/n: Hey everyone! This story was originally posted on my other account, AutumnApple. However, I would like to move everything onto my old account. I have no idea why I started a new account in the first place. On a side note, I'm alive! I realized that I haven't updated on this account for over two years, eek! But have no fear, it's summer time and I'll be on my way to updating my other stories soon!

Title: My Prince the Frog

Chapter: First Impressions

Sakura

It was not like I wanted to get married. Men are such conniving, uncleanly beings that are there solely for reproducing purposes. And I, Sakura Haruno do not plan to be popping out children anytime soon. But then again, here I am stuck at my very own wedding ceremony with a stranger that I have never met before. As I continued to down the carpet covered with rose petals, I could feel my husband-to-be walk besides me. My mind started to blur as the situation was finally beginning to sink in. Recalling the conversation I had with Ino last night, I let out a soft sigh.

"What if he's rancid looking?" I asked with my hand clutching onto the ivory tea cup. My best friend since primary school sat across from me at the ivory table under the white canopy. Flowers of different hues and colors surrounded us as bumble bees carried on with their job of pollinating the plants. Ino looked at me and shook her head.

"I'm pretty sure Prince Uchiha won't be THAT ugly. I mean, from the rumors that I've been hearing he sounds pretty hot." Ino replied, munching on a pastry the cooks prepared for us for our daily afternoon tea in the garden.

"Hot or not, I still don't think this is a good idea. I mean, I still have one more week until my eighteenth birthday" I retorted, hoping she'll get my point and use her never failing persuading skills to change my mind.

"Well, if you keep up with your poisoning acts and unmannerly conducts whenever you have meetings with your suitors, you'll be single for the rest of your life" Ino continued to munch on the heart shaped pastry with raspberry filling in the middle. And that was when I realized that my tactics for fending off suitors were finally coming to an end. From burping at the dinner table to pretending to be mentally challenged, my grand schemes were only to remain by my country's side. Leaving Konoha seemed like a disastrous nightmare. "Oh come on, don't give me that face. On the bright side, he chose you out of hm..I don't know..hundreds of princesses that have come across the globe to court him?"

"Ino, for all we know, they must have pissed him off one by one with their frilly dresses and prissy attitude and he must've plopped all of our names into a hat, closed his eyes, spun around and chose one at random" I sighed, taking a sip of the green tea I prepared earlier.

"Well then, you lucked out. You need a suitor before your eighteenth birthday and here he is" Ino smiled. "It won't be that bad, I promise. And if he tries to get frisky with you, I'll make sure he'll never see daylight again"

Snapping back to reality, I was unaware of what had happened after I stopped in front of the Uchiha throne and turned to face my husband-to-be.

"I do" I heard a masculine voice in front of me speak clearly. Soon after, the priest spoke again and laid his hand on my shoulder, gesturing it was my turn to say the two words that will bind me to Sasuke forever.

"I do" I repeated after him, loud and clear. I felt my veil being lifted up, revealing his face to me. Oh hot damn. What Ino said was beyond true. His onyx eyes stared at me as his hair was jet black with a hue of blue. Not knowing what to do, I reverted to Ino's plan and smiled sweetly. His stoic expression remained as he grabbed my hand, stood up and walked towards the balcony. Suddenly, his expression completely changed. He was smiling. Mounds of people started to cry and cheer as they saw the two of us approaching.

"I'm so glad the two of you fell in love before. I was beginning to worry that our Sasuke was rejecting princesses because none of them interested him. And it so happens that it turned out to be true! Your Sakura has already captured his heart." The queen giggled, covering her mouth slightly. I sweatdropped as I heard her story, for all I know Sasuke must have feeding his parents the same thing I'm giving mine: lies.

"Oh I know! Our Sakura told us all about the letters that they exchange on a daily basis and their secret meetings with eachother" I could hear mother happily laughing in the back of us. Hoards of people continued to applaud and cheer as I waved my hand in a princess-y manner. I could see my people mixed with his down at the palace courtyard. After an hour of waving and smiling at the balcony with his our hands clasped together, we made our lovey-dovey speech and were finally escorted inside.

"Remember Sakura, if you need anything do not hesitate to give me a call" My mother's eyes started to water, cupping her hand on my cheek.

"I'm so proud of you. Remember to visit" Father wrapped his arms around me as he choked back tears. Being the only child of the kind and queen of Konoha, I was attached to my father at an early age. And now, shopping their daughter off to a foreign land must be hard.

"Don't worry. I'll be back before you know it" I cried as I waved to my parents, whose carriage was now growing further away from the doorway.

Sasuke

The pink haired girl stood there as she blinked back tears. Not intervening with her dilemma, I walked back into the castle. "Do you intend to stand there forever?" I asked, hoping she'll get my message. Make a face of disgust; she followed me up to our room. Golden handcrafted portraits of the Uchiha family lined the hallways as carpets of intricate designs paved the floor. I could tell she was even amazed at the simple chandelier that hung from each of the rooms. It was clear how her country was compared to mine. Making our way to the fourth floor, I stood in front of a pair of finely crafted wooden doors. Reaching into my pocket for my keys, I turned around to make sure she was still following me. I cocked an eye as she seemed to be out of breath and was gripping onto the wooden stair rails for dear life. After hearing a quick clicking sound, I pushed the doors open.

Her jaws dropped as the doors unveiled what used to be my master bedroom. "Wow, I still can't believe this is where I'll be sleeping" she cried, admiring the high quality wallpaper and decorations.

"The maids have already unpacked your bags. Your towels are in the restroom to your left and so are the rest of your toiletries" I solemnly stated as she flopped onto the bed. The girl was clearly not paying any attention to what I was saying.

"We even have a canopy, just like the one I have in my room!" She grabbed the sheets and proceeded to roll around them. Quickly taking note of the remote control that laid on the nightstand next to the bed, her eyes widened in curiosity.

"I expect you to act in an orderly manner and—" I bit my tongue, trying to keep myself from strangling her.

After pressing the green button on the small device, the satin red curtains started to part, revealing the sliding glass doors that led to my balcony. "You're so lucky that you get to wake up to this" She added.

"And now I'm stuck waiting up next to you every morning." I mumbled.

She perked up and turned to me immediately. "Excuse me?"

"You seem to have the mentality of a toddler from what I have experienced a minute ago" I retorted, pointing to my messed up bedsheets. "I hope you don't start getting ideas just because I chose you to be my wife. My parents nagged me for weeks and from what I've heard you were supposed to be adorable and articulate. But instead, I realized I have received the complete opposite person."

"I'm not a defective product you idiot. And you're not the only one that's disappointed; Prince Uchiha was supposed to be sweet and kind. Unlike you, who's a complete pessimistic douche" She crossed her arms and glared at me with her emerald eyes. I held my breath for a second before I started to counter her points, until we both heard a knock on the door.

"Come in" I replied, as expected Hinata came into the room with a bag in her hand. "Sakura, this is one of the maids within the palace. Hinata has been here for years, so if you need anything feel free to ask her." I inhaled a deep breath, maintaining my calmness. If I would have screamed at the girl, the maids would have turned it into an epic novel, and I would never be able to hear the end of it from my parents. Taking my leave, I cracked a smile at the wench before I shut the door.

Sakura

Normally, I would understand if a prince had a stick up his ass for being treated as royalty since childbirth. But Sasuke Uchiha apparently has a whole tree in full bloom. I gritted my teeth as the girl quietly mumbled something towards me. Not making sense of her words, I looked at her blankly. Great, in addition to my arrogant husband, I have to deal with a mute maid. "Is something wrong?" I annunciated every letter to her.

"No, Princess. I was just wondering if you were hungry" She took a step back, speaking a little bit louder. So she was shy, not mute.

Feeling remorse for the comment I made earlier, I smiled. From my etiquette lessons from Tsunade, I knew I shouldn't vent my anger out on her. "Kind of.." I sheepishly laughed as my belly started to grumble. Suddenly another loud grumbling noise followed. Hinata's eyes widened as she clutched her stomach. "I'm guessing you are too, huh?" I laughed, gesturing her to sit down. "Is there any way we can food at this hour?" I looked at the vintage clock that stood at the opposite of us. So far, I have been married for 4 hours, making it 6PM.

"Oh no, I'm here to serve you. I shouldn't" She replied meekly.

" Serve schmerve. Take a seat" I smiled once again, taking the platter away from her and placing it on the table. I knew if was going to make out of here alive, I should at least make friends with the maids. They are the ones that know everything that go on within the castle. Their gossip spread like wildfire and if I happen to be in the loop, I can hopefully use the information about Sasuke against him. Suddenly there was another knock on the door.

"It's open" I replied, seconds later the door creaked open with another girl in the same outfit as Hinata. However, her hair was tied into two messy buns on each side of her head.

"Princess, I thought you might be a bit hungry and so I bought you a little something" She chirped, putting the platter of food on the table. "There are riceballs if you want a simple snack, the chef's special for today if you're super hungry, and a slice of chocolate mousse cake for dessert." She then unwrapped the utensils from a towel and placed them in front of me. "Enjoy your meal" She bowed, and then headed for the door.

"Hold on" I turned to her direction. "What's your name?" I asked.

"My name?" She pointed her index finger to her chest. "Tenten"

"Are you hungry?" I questioned once again. She blinked and looked at me as if I had two horns sticking out on either side of my head. "You know, I can't really finish this by myself. Hinata is joining me too" I clasped my hands together as Hinata silently shook her head. Moving closer to us, Tenten had a skeptical look on her face. Taking a seat on one of the chairs around the marble table, I placed the extra dishes that came with the platter in front of them. "Do you happen to have spare chopsticks?"

Reaching into the pockets in her apron, Tenten pulled out two spare pairs of chopsticks and held it out in front of me formally. "What are these for?" After explaining to them that I would like to eat and have a friendly conversation with her and Hinata, Tenten must have started to have heart palpitations. Reassuring her that I won't be telling Sasuke anything about our little rendezvous, she sighed and began to slowly trust me. An hour later, after knowing about their origin and hobbies, we finally got on the topic about Sasuke Uchiha.

Sasuke

I swirled the glass of wine I held in between my middle and ring finger. Taking off the ring that we have exchanged earlier, I set it down onto the glass table. The gentle evening wind swayed the curtains that were before me. Getting up, I looked out from the balcony of my quiet study at the stars. Out of all the girls that I could have gotten betrothed to, I had to get Sakura Haruno. Although, I must admit that I was a bit taken back by her looks when I unveiled her; hell, I thought she was beautiful. She would have stayed that way in my mind until she opened that mouth of hers. Hearing the door slowly creak open, I turned around only to find Naruto.

"Not getting along with your new wife?" Naruto laughed, sitting down onto the seat adjacent to me.

"This is your entire damned fault. Why couldn't you pick some other princess that keeps their mouth shut?" I sneered.

As my most trusted advisor, Naruto has been by my side since we were children. When I'm in a predicament, he would be the one I discuss my plans with, even when I was facing psychopathic ex-girlfriends. Thankfully, that situation only happened once. "I haven't spoken to her yet, but she doesn't really seem that bad from what I've been hearing from the maids"

"The maids are women, of course they'll take her side" I spat out, taking another sip of my wine.

"From what I recall, when I asked the townspeople about her they said she was elegant and caring. After experiencing her elegance of flopping onto my bed and then proceeding to roll around, she is as eloquent as a hippo. Can't we inject more estrogen in her to make her more womanly?"

"As much as that sounds plausible, I think injecting estrogen will make her all hairy. You know, I don't think you would want that when you two –" Naruto started to crack up profusely. I wanted to bang my head against the table as I wondered to myself for the umpteenth time why I chose him as my personal advisor.

"Well at least she won't be another Temari" Naruto started up again. I glared at him as he quickly changed causing him to quickly change the subject. "Well Sasuke, all I know is that you two must get your act together and start eating each other's tongues out or whatever to the media."

That was the last thing I wanted to do.

Sakura

"No flipping way!" I cried shocked about the news I have just heard. After absorbing all of the information in, I couldn't help but laugh uncontrollably. It has been two hours since my dinner with Hinata and Tenten. Minutes after dinner ended, the three of us climbed into the comfortable king sized bed and started to gossip away. After hearing stories about the diesel cook who secretly love bunnies and the maids to avoid, we finally got on the topic of Sasuke Uchiha.

"Yup." Hinata nodded and giggled. "The prince never really expresses his hatred for cats, only N-Naruto..and the maids know about it." Apparently, Mr. Know-It-All had a small incident with cats as a child. As a result for trying to catch an alley cat, the kitty had its way and clawed up his pants, exposing his gluteus maximus to everyone. I pictured his face and tried to reenact the scene in my head. Oh, his expression must have been priceless.

Not being able to hear the name she stuttered on, I asked her to repeat the name. Once again, she meekly mouthed the word but this time her face turned as red as a tomato. "Oh, so Naruto, huh?" I smirked. It was obvious she was interested in this Naruto of hers.

"Hinata has been drooling over him since the day he came to the palace. Since then, she's been stalking him from afar" Tenten nodded.

"Well then, you should snag him before anyone else does" I chimed in.

"Hinata doesn't specialize in that department, Princess. She's really shy you see" Tenten added once again.

"Well then—" My mind started to conjure all up sorts of plans to help Hinata. Since we were fifteen, Ino and I always mapped out the perfect plan to capture all of the guys Ino had a crush with. And Ino had a lot of crushes to begin with. Before I could answer, Sasuke cleared his throat as he stood before the three of us.

Hinata and Tenten jolted out of the bed and quickly put their shoes back on. "We're sorry, your highness" They both bowed down and stood there silently.

"Can someone please explain why my maids are happily chirping away with you on where I sleep?" Sasuke waved his hand, motioning for the two to leave. Without a trace, the two friends that I had just made left quietly.

Looking around, I then pointed to myself. "Oh you mean me? I just wanted to know your maids better. They are really nice you know; you should try to have some girl time with them" I gave him a big smile.

His stoic expression still didn't change. "My country wants to know who their new princess is. Tomorrow at 12:30 PM, I expect you to be down and ready by the lobby. Don't disappoint my people please, for you are already a big letdown for me" Sasuke said as he turned around as he entered one of the two bathrooms. Balling my hands into a fist, I took a pillow and screamed as loud as I could. If it wasn't for his country being so damned rich and high in the ladder of political power, marrying him would be out of the question. As soon as a letter of courtship arrived at my home, my parents almost had a heart attack and had to double check with the Uchiha officials just to make sure it wasn't a cheap trick to kidnap me. Konoha was a quiet and quaint town, and our kingdom didn't care for power; it was just something we had. We didn't have too much or too little. On the other side, the Uchiha family is recognized as one of the most powerful families out there. And so, mother and father didn't need to talk over it before they made their decision to send me off to this hellhole.

Sasuke

Coming out into the room with my pajamas on, she glared at me once more from the bed. "Your daily schedule is in a folder located on the third shelf in your study room" I stated before maneuvering to the ride side of the bed. Normally, I would sleep in the middle in any position I please. However, I now have to restrain myself within a 4 foot width radius. Crossing her arms and rummaging through her closet, she proceeded to grab her clothes and headed to the bathroom specifically made for her. The silver doorknob turned minutes later, revealing Sakura in a nightgown that exposed much skin. The pink silk garment loosely hugged her body as it was too short for my taste.

"Damnit Ino, when I get a hold of you..." I could hear her cursing under her breath as she wrapped her arms around herself and dashed to the other side of the bed.

"There's nothing much to see, do not worry" I sat up against the bed frame. "Before I let you go to bed, there are certain rules that you must know" I turned towards her, who was now still violently whispering to herself about a being named Ino.

"Rules?" she blinked, looking up at me as she lied down with the covers on.

"Before you go to bed, make sure you wash up. I do not want to catch the specimen you bring back from your excursions. I hear that you like going out a lot" Every single townsperson I ask, they specifically say that she's one of a kind. I had no idea what that meant until Naruto brought back pictures of her sitting on top of a branch and chasing infant wolves. By the time I got the pictures back, it was too late to cancel the wedding.

"Although I do like the outdoors, I am still a princess you know. I have my manners" She pouted.

"If you plan to snore or sleepwalk, please place a pillow tightly on your face. That way, you'll quiet down and I won't have to lose sleep over you"

"What if I suffocate myself?"

"That's the point"

"If I die, you will be the one to blame" She sneered at me as she clutched onto her pillow.

"Then don't snore or sleepwalk. It's quite simple actually" I retorted. "And lastly, this bed is nine by nine feet, not counting the bedframes. You have a four feet width boarder that you cannot cross. There must be one feet of space left between us. However, when my parents or any other visitors come into the room—we must.." I stopped midway into my sentence.

"We must..?" I could tell that she was now irritated.

"Cuddle" I stammered a bit before saying such an insolent word. I heard her laugh as we both know that hopefully it won't be happening anytime soon. Cuddling her would be the equivalent of cuddling a cow; except the cow seems much more appealing than her. "Don't get your hopes up too high"

"Are you always in douche mode?" she asked, her voice was as sharp as broken glass.

"Why you.." I bit my tongue. Before I can respond to her comment, my mother and father appeared at the doorway smiling at us. Quickly latching herself onto me, I frantically rested my arm beneath her neck and turned to face her. Both of us rapidly closed our eyes and steadied our breathing.

"Look at them, so young and in love" I could hear my parents whisper to each other before closing the light and door.

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