Welcome everybody to a new story by Yours Truly!

First of all, I want to et you know that I'm sorry that I haven't updated "IceBreaking" lately, it's just that school is stupid and everyday after it I have flag football practice for like, 3 hours, so I don't get home until late at night, where I am stupidly tired so I either go to sleep early or use my computer whilst being attacked by me friends who bitch at me for ignoring them.

On top of that, I've taken up into writing short stories. I have a portfolio and I'm proud of it. It doesn't suck, id I do say so myself. So as you see, I have to race time, and the only reason why I'm here right now, is because I have a nasty headache and I was too sick to go to school today, and for some reason inspiration popped its funny head.

This story is a SasuSaku, of course, my favorite couple. But I'm trying something different. It's a HighSchool Fic. I really don't know why. But meh, that's how my mind works. So, without any further ado…

Disclaimer: Ugh. You know it.

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Chapter 1: Picking the Bridesmaids

"Fuck no" Sakura slammed her fists against the mahogany table so hard that the plates trembled and the jar of water stumbled. A single petal of a single flower in the vase, on the center of the table fell gracefully to the white linen.

"Sakura, language!" Her mother reprimanded. Sakura's lips pulled back in a snarl. Bangs fell in front of her eyes, hiding her sight with their pink silhouette.

"Seriously, what the hell, mom!? You couldn't have talked to me about this?! I'm your daughter, for crying out loud!" The girl threw her fists in the air, waving angrily. She stuck out an accusing finger and pointed it at the bored-looking teen sitting on the other side of the table. "And him? Of all the people in this world! Of all the six billion people in this planet, you chose this guy, and his father?!"

"Sakura, quiet." Her mother hissed dangerously. She turned her head in direction of the man sitting next to her, and her expression transformed completely. All the anger turned into an apologetic gaze, and Sakura grew angrier my her mother's attitude. "Fugaku, I'm so sorry. I swear, I didn't know she was going to react like this." She apologized.

"It's okay, Akeira, I really didn't expect her to get used to the idea easily. Right now she's angry, but she'll eventually understand." Fugaku spoke calmly at Akeira, Sakura's mother. Sakura burst out, gaining once more her place as the center of attention at the dinner table.

"Get used to it? Used to it?!" Sakura screamed in disbelief. Sakura's tone made Akeira flinch, but she still kept her stern face. Fugaku remained unfazed. "Don't dismiss this as if you just forgot to tell me that you had a business trip. You are getting married. And you didn't think it was adequate to discuss with your own daughter?! And to an Uchiha, no-less!" Sakura's face was turning red with anger.

"This is not something I have to discuss with you. I am the parent. I make the calls. You," Akeira's face resembled her daughter's, both reflecting rage. "Do what I say. Understood?" She hissed. Sakura's face reddened even more –if that was even possible- as she turned on her heel and stomped all the way to her room.

Akeira sat down and rubbed her temples, exasperated. Not five seconds passed before she stood up and headed for the door. "I'm going to get some fresh air." She said simply, and left the house.

Fugaku and his son remained on the table. The older man looked at the boy inquiringly. "Do you have anything to say, Sasuke?" Fugaku asked.

"Tch." Sasuke replied. "This is going to be so annoying" And with that, the black-haired boy stood up, shoved his hands in his pockets and left.

Fugaku sighed. This was going to be a nuisance indeed, just as his son had predicted.

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"Yes, Ino, married!" Sakura spat the word with disgust at her friend on the other end of the line.

"Seriously, Sakura, I think you're making a big deal out of this" Ino replied on the other end of the phone.

"Who's side are you in?" Sakura asked Ino rhetorically.

"Yours, Sak." Her friend replied. "I'm just saying that maybe you should give this Fugaku guy a chance, if he makes your mother happy." Ino reasoned.

Sakura huffed in exasperation. She plopped to her bed, phone in hand, as she looked at the ceiling. "I don't have anything against Fugaku." Sakura said.

"Then what's the problem?" Ino asked.

"It's his son. Sasuke. You know, he goes to Leaf with us." Sakura said.

"And that's what's bothering you? Are you insane?! You are moving in with the hottest, sexiest, most talented, smartest, hottest—"

"—You already said hottest." Sakura interrupted.

"It's just too important, so I had to say it twice." Ino added. "Where was I? Oh, right, --hottest guy in the whole school and probably the world!" By this point, she was screaming. Sakura held the phone away from her ear.

"You forgot to mention that he's the jerkiest jerk in jerkland and all it's jerky neighbors." Sakura added coldly.

"He's still hot." Ino said again. Sakura rolled her eyes. "I know that you're rolling your eyes, Sakura, stop it." Ino said coldly. Sakura didn't even ask.

"But this guy is going to be my stepbrother. My Step-brother. Step. Fucking. Brother." Sakura said. "We're going to live in the same house. We're going to eat at the same table, and—Ewww! Our parents are going to sleep in the same bed!" Sakura was in complete chaos. She was almost hyperventilating.

Just then, the door creaked open. Akeira's petite figure blocked the doorframe. There was an angry frown plastered on her face. "Gotta go, Ino. Talk to you later." And Sakura dropped the phone on her lap and braced herself for a fight.

"What in the world is wrong with you!?" Akeira hissed at her daughter. She was mad as hell, and Sakura knew better than to talk back at her mother in these circumstances, "You behaved like a brat in front of Fugaku and Sasuke!"

"But, mom--!" Sakura protested. Her mom cut her off.

"Don't 'but mom' me! You had no right no talk like that! You like it or not, I'm marrying Fugaku, and you better start getting along with him, because if not, you and I are gonna have major problems. Do you understand?"

"But mom—" Again, Sakura was cut short by her mother's enraged voice.

"Do. You. Understand?" Akeira asked again. Sakura sank back in the bed.

"Yes." She said. She looked like a terrified lamb. Akeira felt guilty for screaming at her daughter.

"Listen, Sakura. I just want you to understand. Fugaku makes me happy. He is a great man. I really love him, and I think that if you gave me a chance, you would come to like him too." Her voice was more cautious this time. Akeira walked towards her daughter's bed and sat on the edge. "I know that this is hard to process, and I probably should have told you sooner, but Fugaku wanted to tell you both at the same time."

"That's not it, mom." Sakura said. Akeira tried to wrap an arm around her daughter's shoulders, but she squirmed away. "It's just that… I didn't think you'd make such a decision without me. It's always been just you and me, you know? But off you go, now, marrying some man with a jerk of a son."

"I'm sorry Honey, but I've done so much for you, ever since your dad left. I…I just did this for me. It's been twelve years since he left and it's been hard for me, too. And I always had you… But I missed your father, and it was so hard to put myself out there… And then Fugaku came… I have to take this opportunity, Sakura. In a year you're off to college and I'll be alone… Understand me, Sakura." Akeira's voice was pleading.

"You're right, mom. I'm sorry." Sakura sat next to her mother. "I'm gonna do this for you. I'm gonna be nice to Fugaku. But I am not going to like his son. And I won't call him dad." Sakura said sternly. Akeira smiled in a motherly fashion.

"That's all I ask." Akeira smiled.

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On the other side of town, Fugaku knocked the door to his son's room. Sasuke was lying on his bed, studying. Fugaku walked in and Sasuke met his gaze.

"You never told me what you think about my engagement to Akeira." The man said. Sasuke returned to his Chemistry book.

"Hn. Whatever" He replied simply.

"I see you hold no opinion in the matter." Fugaku said. "Well, so as you may know, Akeira and Sakura will be moving in with us, obviously. We will turn the studio across the hall into her bedroom, and you two will share a bathroom."

"If she takes too long in the shower, I'll break the door and kick her out." Sasuke said, not lifting his gaze from the book. His voice was blunt and emotionless, as always.

"Sasuke" Fugaku reprimanded. "Sakura will be your stepsister. Like it or not, you will be nice and respectful to her. If I hear that you mistreat her, you will be sorry." Fugaku used a harsh tone that he rarely ever used. Sasuke didn't react, but one thought did cross his mind.

He was already disliking this girl.

It is quite a short chapter, but it's just the prologue. I know it's kind of odd and everything, pecially because it's not my style.

However I do want to clear out that this IS a SasuSaku romance fic, ad even though it doesn't seen that way, I will include some humor later on, it's just that this prologue had to fulfill a function to explain. That's what makes it kind of odd…. Whatever, anyways, I want to know what you guys think about it. If I get at least three reviews, I'll keep it up. So yeah, let me knw if I should go on!