Romeo and Juliet, Naruto Style

I was 15 when I had fallen in love for the first, and the last time. I was sitting in my window, and he had arrived for a party. His eyes were beautiful, full of hate and cockiness. I knew he was the one the second my jade eyes met blue. He was, and is, my true love.

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Sakura held the sharp knife before her, like she had seen many times by the men in her village. She arched her elbow and inhaled deeply, before plunging the knife into air. "Hi-ya!" she chanted, while flipping backwards, landing awkwardly on her feet. She swiped the knife in front of her and rolled to the ground, as if dodging a blow.

What she wouldn't give to be one of them, to fight along side another friend, defending the village she calls home. Instead she is stuck in this hell…

She glanced back at the large mansion behind her. "pft…" she muttered while turning away. That was her life. She was to attend tea parties, and balls, and act like a lady. She was to be the best house wife possible, do what ever her husband asked of her. She jabbed at the air once more, this time harder. Her husband, what a lowly term for something she had no interest in having. It was her father who was to choose her husband, not her, but her father. This irritated her to no end. It was a family tradition for the father to pick the daughters groom to be, her mother's father picked her father, and she knew that her mother loved him dearly. But she had to wonder if she really loved him, if they were in love.

She wiped her forehead, hoping to see sweat, but she got nothing. She sighed and walked over to a large oak tree; she looked down at a bundle of clothes and narrowed her eyes. At the moment she wore a white tank top with short white pants that stopped about mid thigh, but in a few moments she would be forced to put that thing back on. Sure it was a beautiful dress, hell, she might even enjoy it if it allowed her some sort of way to breathe. It squeezed the life out of her tiny frame.

She reached down and picked up the garment, she looked around her, she was in the garden behind her house, her mother would surly be looking for her soon, it was getting late. The trees and flowers were in full blow, the moon light from above made it look almost magical. Out of all the places in her home, this was her favorite, aside from the library. Oh how she loved books.

"Sakura?"

She gasped and looked up. Her mother was coming.

She quickly slid both legs into the dress and pulled it up, tightening the strings as she went. She sucked in on the final string –goodbye air- before pulling it tightly, taking her long hair out of the pony tail that she wore, letting it fall in waves down her back. She turned around just in time to see her mother enter the garden where she stood.

Her mother was quite beautiful, she had long red hair that was always kept in a braid, and her skin was pale, making her jade eyes pop. She smiled, her glossy teethe shinning in the moon light. "Sakrua dear, what on earth are you doing out here?" she asked while walking towards her. "Your fathers party is about to start and you know how important it is to him, he wants to show you off tonight." She said this as if there was absolutely nothing wrong with treating her like some sort of prize. Whoever makes the highest bid will get to wed my daughter! Don't be shy, step right up, I'm not picky!

That wasn't all true…he was very picky when it came to boys. She wasn't allowed to talk to someone with a lower class then hers, but more than welcome, in fact forced, to talk to ones with a higher class. A boy with black hair was immediately shot down, her father believing that black hair stood for 'trouble' even if they were born with into a rich, well behaving family. Nothing got past him.

Is that a crumb on his coat? No can do! Oh is that tooth slightly, a millimeter crocked? Oh look at the time, best be getting home!

"I was just gazing at the flowers mother…" she replied dully while she took her arm, pulling her back towards the house. "Well we need to make you look presentable!" she chirped, whether she noticed her tone or chose to ignore it she didn't know. "I hear the Hyugas are coming this evening." She whispered giddily into her ear, her breath smelled of mint tea, like always.

She forced a fake smile to her lips. "That's…great mother…great."

Neji Hyuga, the only man in her fathers eyes that would be suitable for her hand in marriage. He had money, class, looks, fame, heritage, and charm. He was everything her father wanted…for her of course. She despised the man. She had been in the same room with him alone three times, and not once did he talk to her about anything besides himself. He was an arrogant, self obsessed ass-

"Sakrua what is that?"

Sakura froze, while following her mothers gaze to her hand, where she held the kunai.

"I-It's a-"

"Naruto!!" she cried. "Naruto come this instant!"

Before she could stop her, a blonde haired boy came dashing out of the house, soap suds covering his hands and arms. "What? What is it?!" he asked frantically looking around. "Are you under attack? Did something hurt you!?" his big blue eyes were ten times bigger now; he always got worried when it came to their safely.

"Look at what she is holding! Who could have put this here?" she asked while taking the metal from her hands, holding it as far away from her body as possible, as it were a disease. "I told you to pick up after yourself when training out here!" she wailed.

Her mother was quite worrisome….clearly.

Naruto glared at Sakrua, before turning his gaze caring. "I'm so sorry Mrs. Haruno, it won't happen again." He stated, while flicking the suds to the ground, taking the sharp weapon from her.

"it better not." She turned to Sakrua, "I will meet you inside, the maids are ready to dress you in your room." she added while turning towards the house. "See to it that she gets there will you Naruto." it wasn't a question.

"As you wish Mrs. Haruno."

He waited till she was long gone before he turned back to her. "What did I tell you about stealing my weapons?" he asked smugly. He crossed his arms over his chest and glared. "You're going to get me in trouble some day ya know."

Sakura sighed. "You're the one who left them lying around, remember?"

She turned away from him and started for the house.

"Oh no no no!" he called after her; she didn't stop which forced him to jog after to her. "You know as well as I do that I didn't leave it there now fess up!" he pouted and starred at her intently.

She couldn't resist."Oh ok fine I took it!" she snapped while reaching for the kunai, taking it into her small hands. She took out a piece of cloth and wrapped it around the sharp edge, before placing it into her waist pocket. "And I will do it as many times as it takes."

Naruto rolled his eyes. "Yes Sakura-Chan." He mocked while crossing his arms behind his head. He had been with their family since she could remember, his parents abandoned him when he was born, then he came to live with them as her body guard. But he was more than that, he was her best friend.

"Ok Naruto-Kun" she mocked back, both smiling at each other.

"Let's get you ready for your party Mama…" he said softly, taking her wrist in his hand.

She laughed and shook her head. "Yes sir…"

As Sakrua walked into the main room, she could hear that the party had already started. Her house was very old style traditional. It had chandeliers, old oak spiral stair cases, and hard wood floors. Each room had its on distinct scent. She could hear people talking and laughing in the next room; where there was a large empty floor made for dancing and large get togethers. Soft slow music played in the background, setting the quiet relaxing tone for the party. The dancing had yet to start and she dreaded the time that it would. She was terrible at dancing; she was so bad terrible didn't even begin to describe it. Her parents caught on to her little disability early on, and gave her private dance lessons, but even that didn't help her. It wasn't that she had no grace, she had plenty of that, but she couldn't move her feet fast enough to keep up with the simplest of steps.

She was about to ascend the long staircase to her room when a voice stopped her.

"Sakrua!"

She froze. It was her father.

She turned around and smiled at the man walking towards her. He wore a black suite and white tie, their family crest on the back, his favorite suite. He had short brown hair and dark blue eyes. He looked intimidating as usual. "Yes father?"

He stopped at the bottom of the stairs; even with her standing on the first step he was still much taller than she was. "There has been a change in plans… the Uchiha's have decided to attend; I don't want you too get involved with their kind." He stated. "Go to your room and don't come down till mourning, if you need anything, I'm sure Naruto would be more than happy to get it for you." It wasn't an implied question; he would get her whatever she wanted.

The uchihas were rivals to her family, she didn't understand the details, but she knew they hated each other. Uchiha Fugaku always taunted her father, which angered him to no end. He would always show up at his parties, knowing he could not refuse a guest, he would send him gifts, just to spite him. And when he confronted him, he would play dumb and say he was acting like a child.

"As you wish father…" she wasn't going to complain. Sure she hated being treated like she was five, but she didn't want to go to the party anyway. "I will see you in the mourning, have fun." She waved and started up the stairs, Naruto was already waiting at the top for her.

"I will send Neji up later, so you two can talk." He added, leaving the room before she had time to object.

She growled and stomped up the stairs, passing Naruto without a word.

She opened her door and stomped her foot childishly, while Naruto shut it behind him. "Ugh Naruto this is so not fair!" she screamed, knowing that no one could hear her ranting. "I have to stay up here like some animal and then I have to sit through another discussion on how splendid and astonishing Neji fucking Hyuga is with Neji fucking Hyuga!" she walked over to her bed and sat down, taking off her shoes and chucking them at the wall. "My life sucks! I would be better off dead!"

Naruto's eyes widened. "Sakura-Chan that's not true!" he stated while walking towards her. "Your life isn't bad, you have a family, food, love and me." He smiled. "What more could you want?"

She looked up at him. "love." She whispered.

He frowned. "Ya I said that…"

"No Naruto." She started while crossing her legs and turning fully towards him. "Love…true love. I want to find that one person that's out there for me, that special someone who I am supposed to spend the rest of my life with. Ya know? True love." She starred at him, giddy with excitement.

Naruto looked away. He knew what she meant, and he also knew that she would never get it. She was more than likely going to marry Neji, and he knew she hated him to the core, as did he. "Sakrua…I..."

When he stopped she frowned, her eyes becoming empty once more. "Forget it…" she muttered. "Just…forget it…" she crawled to the head of her bed where a window was open. She placed her hands under her chine and sighed, starring out at the front drive, where people were arriving in carriages. The one thing she liked about these parties were the people, she loved seeing what the girls wore, or what guy they would come with. She knew all of them by now, she knew their names, what occupation their husbands had, how many kids and how old. She had been seeing these people since she was born, she was sad to say that they all bored her. She wanted to see someone new…

She felt the bed dip lower as Naruto crawled after her, starring out the window cautiously. She knew he was looking for possible danger, something that would prevent her from being able to look out said window.

Naruto was the only ninja she had ever met before, her father hated them all. He thought they were just killers, the Uchihas thought differently, they were ninjas as well. She figured that this is why they fought, though she didn't know that there was much more to the story than just that. She remembered as a child she would always watch Naruto train with kakashi, his sensei, and would love the way he used his chakra to form clones, or walk on water, he had taught her a little, but nothing to fancy.

She was shaken out of her thoughts when he started growling, he was perched in the window now, almost out on her balcony. "Naruto what are you-"

"shhhh." He hissed.

She glared.

"Someone's coming."

She stopped glaring."Who?!" she asked while scrambling out the window, Naruto grabbed her by the waist and pulled her back in while she squealed. "Naruto! What are you-"

"Ninja." He stated. "Stay." and then he was gone in a puff of smoke, leaving her in shock.

Sakura kept starring out the window, her eyes watering from the lack of blinkage. She knew that ninja could run fast, so she didn't want to miss their entrance. She knew that Uchiha Fugaku was already in the building, but Naruto said that there were more coming, she knew that he had two sons and a wife, though she knew nothing about them.

Then it happened. The wind picked up, blowing her hair around her face as she saw two figures emerge from the woods. The first one had long black hair, and piercing red eyes. He wore a black tux with a red tie; his hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail. He seemed perfect, almost too perfect.

Then…her eyes met blue. And it was at that moment that she knew…she had fallen in love…with a boy, no…a ninja…with black un-kept hair, and a lazy laid back approach. AKA, her fathers worst nightmare.

He wore the same tux as his companion, but his black button down shirt was only half buttoned, revealing his chiseled chest. His hands were placed in his pockets, and she couldn't look away. He starred back at her as he approached the house, his face held a look of pure shock, but he didn't say anything when he got right under her window, he just starred. She had no idea if the other one was looking too, she didn't care. She felt like she couldn't breath, but her chest rose and fell quicker than normal, and her lips couldn't form words. Not that she would know what to say if they could. She never wanted this moment to end.

"Sakrua."

Thought to soon…

She spun around and gasped, seeing Neji at the foot of her bed with a small white box. "N-Neji how did you…" she stopped. Of course, he was Neji he could do anything.

He wore a white suite and a light blue tie, most of his hair was pulled back into a pony tail, like the boy she saw below. "Good evening, I'm sorry you are not able to attend the party, your father told me it was because of the Uchihas."

She nodded once. Fabulous timing Naruto…just fabulous

Neji took a seat on the end of her bed and crossed his legs on top, one over the other. He flicked a piece of loose hair from his face and sighed, handing her the box. "I got this for you, I thought that you would like something a little different, I knew you would love it." He stated.

Sakura smiled. "Gee…thanks Neji but you didn't have-"

"It cost a lot so you better not lose it, It took a lot of time and effort to find something that valuable that would suite you..."

She narrowed her eyes. "Well you shouldn't-"

"Now I know what you're thinking, why would a guy like Neji Hyuga be giving me a gift? I'm not anywhere near his level in class, and he could have any other girl he chose."

Sakura just starred at him. Is he fucking serious?

"But Sakrua, you have to understand." He took her hands in his and gazed into her eyes. "I think I lov-"

"Sakrua!" they both jumped as the door slammed open, revealing Naruto.

"What?!" she asked while practically hurling herself off the bed to his side.

He smiled at the Hyuga who was glaring daggers at him. Oh yes Naruto fabulous timing. "Your father wants you to go to the party, something about Fugaku saying that he always kept you hidden because you were ugly as an ass."

"…"

Neji spoke up and filled Sakrua's silence. "That is a great idea; I will accompany you as your date, and protect you if something goes wrong." He stated.

Naruto frowned. "Ok Sakrua, your father wants you to wear that pink dress he just bought you, you can leave your hair down, it looks better that way." He turned around then and headed for the door.

Neji stood there, starring at Sakrua, waiting.

Naruto stopped and cleared his throat.

Neji looked from him to Sakrua, who was starring back at him. "Oh, yes I guess I will wait for you in the halls." Stated Neji. "Wear the necklace I got you."

When both men were gone she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The world would be a better place if it was filled with just females...

"You won't be needed when I marry Sakrua, I will be able to protect her." Stated Neji after he shut the door.

Naruto rolled his eyes. "Her father wouldn't allow you to marry her if he knew what you were…" he retorted.

Neji grabbed naruto's collar and slammed him against the wall. "He will never find out…unless you never want to see your lovely girl friend again…" he whispered.

Naruto's eyes widened. "Hinata…" he muttered. He narrowed his eyes suddenly. "Is she here?" he asked

Neji nodded. "She's down stairs, why don't you go to her; she wanted you to meet her in the garden."

Naruto smiled obviously clueless. "Oh ok!" Neji let him go and watched as he jumped over the railing, disappearing.

Neji just shook his head at his stupidity

A few minutes later, Sakrua emerged. She wore a long light pink dress that matched her hair. It had diamonds that graced the hem, it was made of silk, and when she walked it looked like water was rolling off of her form. She twirled around in it, smiling. "Well?" she asked, not realizing until it was too late that Naruto was gone…again.

Neji smirked and stepped closer. "You will make the fairest of women jealous." He whispered while taking her chin in his hands, gazing into her eyes. He was getting closer and closer, his lips inches from her own, his eyes closed now.

Her heart raced. Think….think…this cant happen!

"U-um, I love the bracelet!" she choked out while shoving her hand between them. It was real gold, with yellow diamonds threaded in between. She hated yellow. She loathed it with a deep passion. She saw a look of anger pass before his eyes as he looked down at it, saying nothing.

Sakura smiled and pulled him towards the stairs. "Come along then, wouldn't want to keep my father waiting any longer."

He nodded. "Yes, wouldn't want that…"

"This here is my son Sasuke." A tall black haired man smiled, and pointed to a boy who was standing beside him bordly. "He's 16, your daughter's age I believe."

Sasuke looked up, interested.

"Maybe they could play together sometime." He added jokingly.

Mr. Haruno glared. "Nice to meet you Sasuke. But I have already chosen a boy to wed my daughter."

Sasuke looked away. To anyone else it would appear that he was bored, but to anyone who actually knew him, which was Itachi, they could tell that he was clearly upset.

Fugaku shook his head. "Still with the arranged marriage I see?" he sighed. "Well what does you daughter think of the boy? It is Neji I am assuming."

Sasuke was now interested once more, anger evident on his face, he didn't bother hiding it.

"Well….um…I'm sure she finds him rather fetching." He stated. He really just wanted to get the hell away from these people. "And yes it is Neji… he has developed a rather fond liking of my daughter."

Sasuke fisted his hands. Neji was a joke; he made people believe he was something he wasn't. And now he was going to marry that girl. He couldn't deny that there was something about her…something he craved to know. He couldn't look away from her beautiful green eyes, the way her soft hair danced with the wind, and her skin glowed from the moon light above. She was what he wanted…

"Ah, Itachi." Cooed Fugaku while he placed a hand on his arm. "You have met Mr. Haruno once before have you not?"

Itachi nodded, his face remaining impassive. He glanced at Sasuke who was glaring at the floor. What had gotten him all pissy this time?

"Well I'm just dying to see your daughter, if she is anything that I've heard I'm sure I will love her." He looked up in time to see a door open on the other side of the room, some people close to it started 'awwing' and 'oooooing' "that must be her…" he stated. "Charming."

They were indeed the couple of the night, if you could call them a couple. -Sakura would probably give you a black eye if you did though so we will just call them companions for the night- all the men were envious of the Hyuga, and all the girls were envious of the Haruno.

Sasuke froze. It really was her…she looked…perfect.

"Sasuke where are you going?" asked his father.

"To introduce myself." he replied before disappearing into the crowd.

Fugaku turned to Itachi and nodded. He then disappeared into the crowd after his brother. "Well boys will be boys, they are friends with the Hyuga so-"

"Of course…." He interrupted, starring in horror at the scene that was to unfold.

Sakura was use to the stares she got when she entered a room; her hair was pink for gods' sake. But today was different, they weren't staring because she looked beautiful, they were starring because she was with The Neji Hyuga. And sure, any girl would die to be with him, but she would rather die…period. His arm was wrapped around her waist as if he owned her, it made her uncomfortable to say the least, but the real problem was that his hand was inches away from the kunai that was in tapped to her side. She never went anywhere without it, but if he knew she carried it he would tell her father.

The fact that she was using chakra and practicing Taijutsu would be enough to send him over the edge. He would probably disown her if he knew; she planned to keep it a secret for as long as possible. Until she got strong enough, she and Naruto planned to run away together.

She spotted said boy standing by the fruit punch table, talking to Hinata. She looked stunning. Her dress was a light purple, the color suited her well. She was so tinny compared to her, she wasn't fat she was toned. Unlike most girls like her, she had muscle, and curves. Her breasts were a few cup sizes bigger than theirs too. It was almost like she wasn't meant for a life like this, like she was switched a birth.

She felt Neji tense beside her. She looked up and saw him glaring into the crowd. She was about to ask him what was wrong when her breath hitched. It was him…the boy. He was standing just a few feet away, looking right at her.

She saw most of the girls gawking at him, Neji long forgotten. And for once in her life. She was jealous. She was jealous that she couldn't look at him that way, or throw herself at him with no dignity what so ever. She wanted to be his date…she wanted him.

"Sasuke…" muttered Neji, as a welcoming she assumed.

"Neji…" he replied, giving him a faint nod.

Sasuke… she thought. Sasuke Uchiha….Sakrua Uchiha

Neji took a step forward, blocking her few from him, and his from her. "Can I help you?" he asked darkly.

Sasuke stepped forward as well. "I thought I should introduce myself to the daughter of the host, I was raised with manners after all." he replied.

She blushed. She had no idea why, but she did. He wanted to meet her…?

Neji shook his head. "That's probably not a good idea, why don't you go back to the scum lands you came from? Your better off there."

It looked like Sasuke was about to pull something from his pocket, but a hand reached for his arm, stopping him. They all looked up, seeing the long haired man from before. He was handsome up close, but nothing compared to the way she saw Sasuke. She would never look at another man without first comparing him to the young Uchiha.

"Neji, your uncle wishes to speak with you." He stated coolly. His face seemed expressionless, Sakrua couldn't tell whether he was anger or just bored.

Neji glanced up, seeing his father starring at him from across the room. He sighed and turned to Sakura. "Why don't you go find Naruto?" He muttered. He didn't want to leave her with them, but he had no choice, his uncle was a strict man, and held a lot of power, if he disobeyed him, he would surly be punished. And he was sure that what he had to say was not meant for Sakura to hear. Before he let go of her, he glared at the two boys, then he walked slowly around them, Sakrua losing sight of him in the crowd.

She was then alone, with two delicious looking men standing before her. But all she saw was blue. Her eyes once more meeting his, neither said a word.

Itachi looked from one to the other, raising an eye brow. He turned to his brother. "Sasuke, you said you wanted to introduce yourself." He said.

They were broken out of their trance. Sasuke nodded and started to walk towards her. It took all she had not to throw her arms around him, and tell him to take her as far away from this retched place as possible.

He stopped walking and stood before her, she was almost the same height with her heels on, but she still had to look up to see his face. He smiled like the woods after a long rain shower; there was also a hint of smoke. She smiled up at him. She loved the way his hair stuck up this way and that, the way his tie hung loosely around his neck, and the way his crocked smile looked like a smirk. She loved it all.

He picked up her hand and slowly brought it to his cool lips. Her heart melted, she knew that after this night, there was no way she could ever say Neji's name without thinking of this man, and she would never marry him.

"You looking stunning Haruno." He whispered against her hand.

Her smile widened. "Sakrua." She said, hardly audible. She wasn't sure if he had heard her or not.

He smiled. "Sakura…" he repeated. "It suites you."

She nodded. "Your, um, Sasuke…right?"

He nodded slightly, letting her hand fall to her side, where she caressed it with her other. She would never wash that hand again if she had anything to say about it.

Sasuke looked her up and down. She was different then most girls, he knew that for sure. Not only her body, and hair, but it was the way she spoke to him, the way she looked at him. She didn't start screaming when he touched her, the way most did when he accidently brushed them. Her cheeks held a tint of red, making her look so…alive. She was unlike anything he had ever seen before. Her hand was so soft, he wasn't sure he could let go. It was then that he did something he had never done before; it shocked even his detached brother.

"Will you dance with me?"

Sakura's jaw dropped. Oh...shit.

Dance…tripping, laughing, crying….humiliation! That was how it had gone when she was younger.

She looked around. No one was dancing. Some where looking at them, others paid them no attention. She swallowed hard before looking back up at him. "I…can't dance." She muttered quietly, hoping he wouldn't hear her. She looked at the ground; she didn't want to see the look of disappointment on his face. A girl who couldn't dance? A girl who was less graceful then a monkey chasing a banana? But no, he didn't laugh, he didn't walk away. "Me either." He replied. She looked up.

He took her hand once more and pulled her back ward, until his hand was on her waist, his other holding hers to the side. "I've never danced before actually." He added, just as the music got flowier.

"I have, but I'm really, really bad." She said while biting her lip. She was going to make a fool out of herself wasn't she?

He smirked. "Follow my lead." He stated. And they were off. At first it was awkward, but then it got easy, she followed him, he was a natural. Almost like…he had danced before…like many times… she ignored it though. She wasn't going to ruin the one moment of true happiness she had ever experienced.

He spun her around a few times, her hair flowing around her. The whole time they both smiled at each other. Everyone had moved away from them, giving them a wide circle to dance in as they all watched. They fit each other.

They were both unaware of everything around them, the way her father was starring at them, not with anger, but with realization. Sasuke's father was just smirking. He knew what the Haruno was thinking; he also knew that he wouldn't do a thing about it.

Naruto was gone, along with Hinata. Itachi was now standing by the punch table, a few girls flocking around him, hoping that he would dance with them. No chance in hell. And Neji and his uncle were glaring so darkly at all the Uchihas, as if they were waiting for them to combust at any moment. "This was not in the plan." Stated Hiashi angrily.

Neji said nothing, his eyes following the pink haired girl's movements. "No…this is better…"

Hiashi looked at him strangely, watching him walk towards them. he shrugged and sipped his wine.

End

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