C.h.a.p.t.e.r TWO

"Know the enemy and know yourself; in a hundred battles you will never be in peril. When you are ignorant of the enemy, but know yourself, your chances of winning or losing are equal. If ignorant both of your enemy and yourself, you are certain in every battle to be in peril."

- Sun tzu Art of War

Previously:

"Madame, please be calm. Let me handle this." The attendee looked terrified but complied nonetheless. She backed away.

Breath.

You can do this Sakura.

I grasp the knobs and pushed the door inward. Once I got inside, the door closed by itself and what I saw is not really a pleasant sight.

A situation that calls for the natural.

I screamed.

"Princess Sakura!"

I came in contact, skin to skin contact with a wall. Can a wall have a fleshy skin? I guessed my way up to stabilize myself. I looked at the wall but what I saw is shirtless homo sapiens sapiens, a human. Human. And male. I should be beaten ruthlessly by my mother now. What will she say when she will found out that her only daughter saw something inappropriate before her wedding? Outrageous.

The culprit took hold of me and hugged me. No. I mean covered my eyes and strangled me.

"How dare you enter my room?" He said with an angry low voice.

"What do you mean? You're a lazy-chicken-butt that refused to open up!" I whispered harshly.

He stared at me incredulously and he attempted to lift me up, kind of in a pose of throwing me away.

"Release me or I'm going to scream."

The annoying door opened. Despite my orders. Who dared. I was showering due the early hunting that I've done. Could they not understand such simple two words? Fools.

Then the intruder came in and she's annoying. Everything. Pink hair. Crimson dress, pale skin, vibrant jade eyes. Bright. Boisterous. The stupid thing bumped into me.

I leaned to her ear. She's incredibly small.

"How dare you enter my room?"

"What do you mean? You're a lazy-chicken-butt that refused to open up!" she whispered harshly.

No girl or human ever spoke to me this way except for my family. No one. This is clearly crossing my line. My very broad line.

"Release me or I'm going to scream." She said.

"Then you're dead."

But she screamed.

"Princess Sakura!"

Her supposedly servant accompanied with one of our attendees entered the room. They ran towards her in an alarm and the attendee gasp at my appearance. I did tell them to get lost.

But the worse thing is that, my father was with them, now looking at me with eyes ready to kill.

"Sasuke, what happened here?"

"My king," the annoying girl suddenly said "I tripped and your son, the young master saved me." She looked at me with a vibrant, almost genuine grateful smile. "I owe my life to him."

"Shut up. I did nothing of such deed."

What is this girl talking about? Me save her? I'd rather die.

Then, she did something incredible, her lips quivered and her cheeks huffed up. Her eyes began read and teary, almost genuinely affected from the tone of my voice.

"Sasuke! Apologize at once!" my father roared at me, ashamed of my action, "You should be glad for her gratitude!"

I looked at the girl and I saw her face. It is still teary but now with a pose of a challenge.

I smirked.

I know just the perfect plan.

Uchihas do challenges and never loses.

"Oh, forgive my rudeness, my princess" I slightly smiled at her while putting on my robe. "I was taken aback by your voice that I got a little out-of-control." I bowed and helped her up.

That should be enough.

My father left. And the girl seemed to have said something to the other two for they have also left. She walked towards me.

"I intend to play a game."

He looked at me with a stoic look. Arrogant butt. I took a fake deep breath.

' "Play with me and you'll either win or lose."

He smirked.

"The one who wins will win the other. You can do anything."

"And what's in?" He asked, now inching towards me.

"I have to be your wife, a shame that I do not will it. But with your acting earlier, I suppose I can have this game. If I lose, I can be your servant forever and make me do anything you desire, whether I can do them or not, I will still comply." I gave him a confident look. "You should agree by the incident earlier. I timed perfectly to the arrival of your father."

He, once again smirked.

I did not realize he was so close. This close.

"Then, I have an initial condition." He whispered. I have to control myself to stop myself from blushing too much.

"And what is that?"

"A pact of your clear submission to my domain and me."

And he bit my ear.

My ear.

I thought that his looks were wasted by his words. But his actions failed me. I've walked in the dungeon of torture.

The battle ended.

The war will begin.

Who will be the winner.