4 reviews in les than 30 hours. Not bad!
I'm back on my feet already, thank you for asking (lol), so since my request of three reviews has been fulfilled, I shall bring you a new Chapter.
Oh, and before I forget, hear the song "Gotta Be somebody" by Nickelback. It kicks ass! (it has nothing to do with the story, but its still a good song. My brother played it like, 5 times on the ride to school today)
Again, enough rambling by yours truly. On with the story
Disclaimer: I, Green Penguin Queen, the ruler of the world, do NOT, I repeat, do NOT own Naruto. Stop asking! ( Though nobody ever does)
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xChapter 1: Bring on the Wedding Planners!x
"My! Sasuke you look so handsome!" Akeira squealed as she saw Sasuke come out of the dressing room (might I add forcibly) of the tuxedo store. Seeing as he was to be the best man, he had to wear a Tuxedo…
…And damn, he could definitely pull it off.
It was quite standard. White shirt, black pants and blazer, though he refused to wear a tie. When he had declared this, Fugaku had glared at his son with a look that said 'remember what we talked about'. Akeira just smiled. She didn't mind at all.
In reality, Akeira was more than excited to move in. Not only did she love her fiancée, but she was very impatient to have a boy added to her small family of two. She'd always wanted a boy –of course she loved Sakura, but she loved the idea of having a son of her own. Since this was not it any plans for her near future, Sasuke turned into her priority. She didn't know how to handle a son, she basically allowed Sasuke to do anything he wanted.
The story was quite similar for Fugaku and Sakura. Fugaku had no idea of how to talk to a teenage girl, them being so incredibly moody. He'd already had two boys, and had been quite happy with it, but he was willing to take a shot at this of having a daughter. It was quite weird for both, actually, since Fugaku's knowledge was centrally focused on business, and Sakura's in anything but it. However, they both attempted to find common ground. No success so far.
Sakura was playing snake on her phone when Sasuke left the dressing room.
She was angry.
Wait, scratch that, she was pissed.
She was stuck here, waiting for a guy she didn't stand, to come out in a stupid tuxedo that he took forever to put, when she could have been out with her friends. But no. This was 'family time' or whatever, and her mother wanted to do it with both children. After they were done here, they'd go to pick out her bridesmaid's dress.
Please, don't misunderstand. Sakura isn't by any means, a brat. She is quite comprehensive and supportive to her mother, but this marriage was something that fell on her lap out of the thin air. She still hadn't gotten used to the idea, like Fugaku had said. Sakura tried to accept and embrace the idea, but it wasn't easy. She eventually decided that this would maybe come later. Till then, pretend it is.
"Sakura, honey, we're done here." Akeira's voice cut through Sakura's concentration, ruining her perfect game and any chances to a high score. She just responded a 'Fine, mom, I'm up' and she was on her feet.
They entered the next store all of them in tow. Sasuke was carrying a bag that contained his newest acquisition, and he didn't look happy about it. Sakura didn't even bother to remark about how the tuxedo made him look like a penguin, she could read on his face that he was already having a hard time.
She'd just save that one for the wedding.
They entered a gown shop and looked around for a while. Akeira wanted a light dress for Sakura. She was rummaging through everything with the store owner, both speaking as they were lifelong friends. The rest of the 'family' shared one single thought.
Creepy.
Akeira finally decided on a light green dress. It was one that matched her eyes and contrasted her hair. Sakura liked it, it was simple, not too flashy. Fugaku was pleased that Akeira didn't go over the edge, as he knew her to be when it came to preparations. Sasuke just didn't care at all about the stupid dress his stupid stepsister was going to wear.
They left the gown shop, and Akeira rambled something about wedding planners and left. She told Fugaku to talk to the movers that day. Unfortunately, he had left the number in his office, so he left as well. He did say, though, before leaving, that Sakura and Sasuke were to spend the day together to get acquainted.
"You two…. Know each other… Go to the movies or something." And he gave each some money. As soon he was out of ear range, Sakura turned to Sasuke.
"Let's not and say we did." She was quite cold. Sasuke didn't mind at all.
"Works for me." He said simply.
"We'll meet for dinner and make up an idiotic story about how we 'bonded'" She said the word as if it was ridiculous, which it was, for her.
"Hn."
And they both went their separate ways.
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"Teme! How's your new family!" A blonde boy screamed at the angsty teenager. He shot a death glare at his so called best friend.
"We're not a family." He replied, bouncing a rubber ball against the floor, so that it would bounce off the wall and return to his hand.
"Aww, come on!" Naruto tried to sound optimistic. "You have a new mom, and a new sister! I'd kill for one of those!"
"Her mom's alright. But that girl is completely annoying. She's not my sister." He said tonelessly.
"But isn't the girl Sakura? We're in school with her . She's really nice! She explained the physics test to me!" Naruto said.
"You failed physics, idiot" Sasuke said. "You are a complete brain dead monkey."
"My talents are more focused artistically than mathematically! That's why I don't d well in physics!" Naruto protested.
"Really? What do you say about History, Literature, and Biology? Not to mention that you didn't even pick Chemistry as an elective." Sasuke said, never taking his eyes away from the tiny ball.
"I said artistic!" Naruto yelled. "And besides, you chose Chemistry because you're a masochist! That class alone destroys everybody's average!"
"Only if you're an idiot." Came Sasuke's response once again. "And besides, you're failing Art too."
"You just don't understand me! No one ever does!" Naruto's room wasn't terribly big, so the sound echoed across the room.
"Go weep in a corner."
"You know…" Naruto's act dissipated as fast as it had started. A foxy grin overtook his lips. "I could go weep to your sister. She is quite cute, you know… And if We get married, you and I would be brothers-in-law!"
Sasuke was glad the he was good at Physics and Geometry. With a single shift in the angle of the bouncing ball, he was able to make the ball ounce on the wall in such a perfect way, that it fell gracefully in the open mouth of his loud friend, who was now rolling on the floor, choking.
Sasuke smirked and made no attempt whatsoever to help his friend. This was the first event of the day which he actually considered funny.
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"So, your dad—"
"Almost step-dad" Sakura corrected.
"Almost step-dad" Ino said. "Told you two to spend the time together, and he even gave you money… And you went your separate ways?"
"That's the story." Sakura said simply. She was sitting in the floor of Ino's room, next to her friend, Hinata Hyuuga while they shared a cookies and cream ice cream. Sakura relentlessly flipped through the channels.
"I think you should really try to get to know Sasuke. He might be a nice guy." Hinata spoke softly and sweetly, as always.
"I already know all that I need to know about him. He's a jerk." Sakura said, shoving another spoonful of creamy deliciousness into her mouth.
"A hot jerk" Ino added.
"Is that all you think about?" Sakura looked up to meet Ino, who was lying on the border of the bed, face down so that she was head level with her friends. As Sakura said that, she took the spoon from her and an dug in some ice cream for herself.
"All you think about is that he's a jerk." Ino said matter-of-factly.
"Yeah, but that's a character fact." Sakura argued.
"Well, this is a physical fact." Ino said. Sakura turned to Hinata for backup. Said girl shrugged.
"She's got you there." The pearly eyed girl said. Sakura narrowed her eyes at her friends, but before she could speak a work, music filled the air.
"And you can tell everybody,
This is your song!
It may be quite simple but—"
"You are completely obsessed with Moulin Rouge." Ino said as Sakura dug her bag for her phone.
"Can you blame me? It's the best movie ever made." Sakura said as she found her phone.
"And—" Ino was going to say, but Sakura interrupted her.
"Don't say that Ewan McGregor is freakishly hot. I already know that." She said as she flipped her phone open. "Hello?" Her tone changed completely when she answered the phone. Hinata giggled and Ino chuckled. Sakura glared at her friends. "Yeah, mom." She made a face. "Oh, Sasuke? He's—in the bathroom! Yes! We went to the movies, and… he had the big soda." There was a pause. "Yes, we're going. Okay. Love you too, mom. Bye"
"What was that about?" Hinata asked.
"Fugaku told my mother about the 'quality time' crap he came up with, and she was asking about Sasuke. She wants to see us both at Fugaku's house to discuss the ceremony." Sakura said as she flipped her phone open again, looking for Sasuke's number in her address book.
"Ooh, you have his number!" Ino squealed excitedly. "I want it!"
As Sakura pressed the 'call' button, she turned to Ino seriously.
"Ino, you are not, and I repeat, you are not " She made a pause for emphasis. "To hit on my jerkish soon-to-be stepbrother, who by the way, I believe to be asexual." Ino mock glared at Sakura, who shifted slightly when Sasuke picked up. She didn't use the sweet tone she used with her mother. She was rather crude.
"The folks want to see us at your house. Something about the wedding planners." There was a 5 second pause. Sakura's voice was almost a sneer when she answered. "How the hell should I know? Whatever. I'm at Ino's come pick me up." 2 seconds. "Because I don't have a car, you doofus." 4 seconds. " Oh, just shut up and pick me up. It's on your way anyways." 3 seconds. "I know stuff, okay? Now shut up and come and get me." 4 seconds. "Whatever. Bye"
"You are quite cold with him" Hinata pointed out. "Do you really dislike him that much?"
"He doesn't exactly own a picture of us signed 'best friends forever' either." Sakura responded sarcastically.
"Sakura, remember what I told you." Ino reprimanded. "Don't bitch at Hinata. It's not her fault." Ino sad for the thousandth time.
"Sorry, Hina. This wedding is going to drive me nuts."
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"This wedding is going to drive me nuts!" Akeira exclaimed as Sasuke and Sakura entered the Uchiha –soon to be Uchiha-Haruno –Residence. "The wedding is merely a month away and we have nothing ready! Deena!" Deena was Akeira's wedding planner, who right now looked like her assistant. "Deena! Did you check the caterers?"
"Yes, Mrs. Haruno" Deena replied robotically.
"And the seating charts? Did we go over the seating charts?" Akeira was in total chaos and panic.
"Yes, Mrs. Haruno."
"What about my appointment with David? Does he know that he's doing my hair and make-up? I don't trust those women at the parlor!"
"It's on April the 3rd at 4:00 p.m."
"What about Sakura?"
"What about me, mom?" Sakura asked, making her and Sasuke's presence known.
"You need to try on the dress and talk to the make up guys and the hairdresser. Tell him what you like. Something simple, but elegant. Nothing too flashy, but not something dull. Tell him to give some shape to your hair. It looks too plain." Akeira said.
"Thanks, mom. You're always so sweet." Sakura murmured sarcastically.
"And Sasuke!" Akeira yelled, as if she'd just remembered his presence. Sasuke raised his head and looked at his soon to be stepmother. "You, I don't need to do anything, but if you could help Sakura try on her dress, I'd thank you so much" Akeira's eyes were almost pleading. Sasuke shrugged indifferently. "Oh, thank you!" She walked over to Sasuke and laid her hands on his shoulders in affection. Sasuke himself was surprised that he hadn't shrugged her off.
Akeira turned around and began to walk away, but Sakura called back to her.
"Um.. Mom?" She said, uncertainly.
"Honey, I'm very busy, can't this wait?" She asked, not even turning to face her daughter. She was checking for the thirteenth time the seating arrangements.
"What about your dress…?" Sakura asked.
The sound of the fallen pen and book that Akeira was using for support while she wrote echoed the room with a 'clang'. There was half a second of silence, and then…
"MY DRESS!!"
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"How can somebody forget to buy her wedding dress?" This was the first complete sentence that Sasuke had ever directed Sakura. She was in her closet, changing into the Bridesmaid dress, just as she had promised.
"Oh, that's easy. First, you dye your hair pink. Afterwards, you change your name to Akeira Haruno. And just like that, bada-bing, bada-bang! You are a dressless bride with her wedding a month away." This was the first non rude comment that Sakura had ever made to Sasuke.
Sakura fought to zip up her dress, trying to prove that she didn't need Sasuke's help to get dressed. However, the zipper must've decided it would be fun to piss off poor Sakura, so it just felt like not zipping. Sakura held the edge of her dress as she exited the closet and walked over to Sasuke. "Little help here?"
Sasuke, with no emotion whatsoever, walked over behind her, and tried to pull up the mocking zipper. He was able to get it almost completely to the top, but in the end, it wouldn't budge.
This was a very nice scene. Sasuke was helping his stepsister to be with her dress. They'd directed no sassy or sarcastic comments at each other. Heck, they'd been civil to each other, which was a lot to expect from two opposite beings of nature, one of which was a jerk and the other was a hot-headed, moodswing inclined teenage girl. The cherry on top, they were going to be siblings. Siblings don't usually get along well, so this was what we call an epic scene. Worth a picture, one might say, that is, of course, until…
"It doesn't close. You're eating too much crap. Gaining a couple of pounds. Don't eat so much ice cream at Ino's."
SLAP!
CRASH!
PUNCH!
Sakura returned to her clothes and left the room. "It fits mom!" Akeira was too busy, so she didn't hear. Sasuke laid on the floor of Sakura's future room, taking in the most important and basic rule of living with a woman. It was so elemental, he couldn't believe he hadn't seen it coming.
Never, ever call a woman fat. Unless you have a deathwish.
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Well, my dear fellows, there you go! Chapter one for you!
I would like to clear something up, here.
There are two kinds of criticism. One that is told with the rest of intentions, to see you improve, and the other one, that comes from arrogant people who diminish what you do in order to feel better themselves.
I'd really rather receive the first one, it is more than welcome, so feel free to critizice or ask question. This helps me improve as a writer, and I need honest opinions.
Btw, Sakura's ringtone is 'Your Song' originally by Elton John, but a cover by Ewan McGregor in Moulin Rouge, (BEST. MOVIE. EVER!)
So there, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and remember, the more you review, the faster I update 3
