AN: no lemon yet, there will probably be some but really light 'cause I'm not good at that...thank you for the feedback on the first chapter...I hope you review for this too
Naruto=not mine
It was looking bleak
On their wedding night, Sakura was a shaking mess. She sat on the bed with her eyes on her hands and reflected silently on her situation. She was living in a huge disaster and she was thinking of ways to tell her new husband NO, on their wedding night.
She just wasn't sure how and oh god, the whole reason they were married was for the children they would make together. Damn it all.
She looked up at the sound of Sasuke exiting the bathroom and blushed when she saw him only in his boxers.
She also recoiled at the gall of the man to be half naked in front of her.
Sasuke frowned at the look of his...alright, wife. "I'm not gonna pounce on you," he said dryly.
She was a bit startled by his comment and proceeded to relax herself and prayed to every god she knew.
Sasuke climbed into bed, casting a glance to the girl who was still fidgeting a bit at the foot of the bed.
"Sakura," he said. When she didn't look at him, he raised his voice a bit. "Sakura."
He meant to give her some assurance, he meant to tell her he wasn't going to take advantage of her on their wedding night, he meant to tell her to go to sleep. She looked at him and all thoughts of those flew out the window.
He was arrested. Those green eyes could seduce a saint (or if there was a St. Uchiha Sasuke in existence). He thought her pretty before but now, he thought she was absolutely beautiful, absolutely distressed and he was absolutely aroused- by her eyes nonetheless. He didn't even know it was possible.
He didn't even know why.
He's been with other women before but he never felt that instantaneous need for anyone triggered by a single look.
Maybe because this woman was his wife though he still had trouble grasping the concept. Maybe because she was the first real color in his life. No matter what it was, the throbbing he felt was legitimate proof that he wanted her...badly
Heat flooded to Sakura's cheeks at the look on Sasuke's face. She wasn't that naive, she knew when a man desired her and that thing in Sasuke's eyes, well, that was desire.
She tried to move but realized she couldn't because god, for the first time, she noticed how impeccably beautiful the man was. And she wasn't a virgin so she felt that familiar pull inside her that practically told her she was about to get laid and that she wanted to. And it didn't help that her mind confirmed that she was physically attracted to him. So there.
When he walked slowly towards her, she tensed a bit but he didn't do anything instantaneous like grab her or push her towards the bed. He just leaned towards her and looked her in the eyes.
"Allow me this," he said a bit sternly and her eyes roamed all over his face. Where has her courage gone to? It was just a week ago when she told this man to go to hell and now, now she just found him so, so handsome and masculine and lovely.
She was debating whether to say no but the tentative touch of his lips against hers melted away any remaining resolve she was gathering.
She wrapped her arms around him and returned the kiss.
When Sakura woke up, she was alone in bed.
There was no note from her husband and she didn't even hear him leave.
She saw that his briefcase wasn't in the spot she saw it in last night.
She sighed and quieted her thoughts. It wasn't as if the man was that kind of guy and having sex with him wouldn't change him overnight. But hell, going to work after the wedding. That was insulting. She could imagine the comments society was making about their marriage/ business arrangement.
But, he was amazing and Sakura blushed a bit at the memory. For all her talk of revulsion of the situation, she still got it on with Sasuke on their wedding night.
She also shuddered at the unwelcome thought of how many women, exactly, has Sasuke been with in the past and that thought irked her to no end. Perhaps it came with being married.
She looked at the window and noticed sunlight streaming in. Oh well, since there was nothing else to do, she stood up and decided to explore her new enormous and doubtlessly beautiful home.
She hoped she wouldn't encounter him for she was sure she could slap the bastard if he ever came close enough.
Naruto gaped at Sasuke as he strolled through the office.
"What the hell?"
Sasuke ignored him and told his secretary to leave his schedule on his desk.
"What the hell man," Naruto voiced out louder than before.
He glanced at his friend and finally faced him fully.
"Is there a problem?"
"You bastard," Naruto said hotly, "why are you working? You just got married!"
"I don't see the connection," Sasuke simply stated.
"Do you know what people will think?"
"No. What?"
"That you don't like your wife," Naruto replied indignantly, "and they'll surely think you're still available. Did you still want women dangling off your arm?"
"No," he answered truthfully. He really didn't think too much about the implications of his actions that morning but he had to get away. He woke up with the startled realization that he came as close as he did to asking permission to a woman before sleeping with her. That gave Sakura a different kind of power over him; not to mention, she seduced him-unintentionally, he reminded himself-with a look.
He wasn't comfortable not being in control and when it came to the green-eyed girl he left sleeping on his bed that morning, he felt like an impulsive brat and that shouldn't happen.
He, Uchiha Sasuke, is above love and no silly shock of color will propel him into something that was out of his league. Love made people weak and Sasuke wasn't weak. Never.
He tried convincing himself with that notion for the rest of the day and was quite sure he reinforced his stone-etched vision of the world.
He reinforced it again that night a week later when he attended a soiree of a partner company. Looking around, he noted the looks some of the women were giving him and smug looks from some of the men.
"Uchiha," a voice boomed. He looked around and nodded.
"Inuzuka."
"Where is your lovely bride," Kiba asked suggestively.
"At home," he drawled.
"Hmm, domestic," Kiba replied with a wink, "I didn't know that was your type."
"It isn't," Sasuke answered without thinking.
Kiba looked a bit taken aback. An awkward silence followed, broken only by the arrival of Neji Hyuuga who couldn't help but overhear their conversation.
"Uchiha, the men are talking, why are you here?"
"I was invited," Sasuke replied, slightly irritated that his conversation with Naruto earlier seemed to be following him everywhere.
"On the week after your wedding," Neji insisted.
"What the hell is wrong with that," he snapped.
"…without your wife," Neji added.
"I don't know Sasuke," Kiba replied honestly, "but you're making your wife look bad."
"You're both annoying," Sasuke said as he turned away and froze when he came face to face with none other than Karin, his former fiancée. She was looking at him knowingly and slowly reached up a hand to fix Sasuke's tie.
"It's good to see you Sasuke," she said provocatively.
"Hn."
"I heard you married," she said with a smirk.
"Hn."
"The ladies are wondering," she whispered, "whether this circumstance will stand in their way."
Sasuke frowned a bit and looked at the girl who took him to the heights of pleasure once upon a time.
Karin laughed at his quelling look then smiled at him provocatively as she hooked a hand on his left arm. "I'll tell them it isn't."
The flash in her eyes held some underlying message.
Sasuke didn't shrug her off his arm all night long.
Sasuke woke up with a migraine. He looked around and was surprised to find himself thankful that he was on his own bed.
He sat up and remembered that meant he had to breakfast with Sakura.
Damn. His migraine just throbbed more painfully.
He walked into the breakfast room, fully dressed and ready for work. Sakura gaped at him.
"I thought you were sleeping in?"
"I overslept," he replied simply.
"But…you spend so much time at work," she almost whined.
Sasuke flashed her an irritated look. This was why he tried to avoid her.
"What's your point?"
Sakura looked taken aback. "it's just that…"
"I didn't know you'd want to spend so much time together," he cut her off effectively.
She looked as if she wanted to say something else but changed her mind. "No, I didn't," she said instead.
Sasuke just sat down and ate his breakfast in relatively cold silence.
"I just don't understand how two people can be so…intimate and be nothing but complete strangers," she burst out a minute later.
Sasuke sighed and he looked at her, clearly annoyed.
"I'm doing my duty by you, don't I? I work, provide your needs and cooperate in making a damn child," he snapped.
Sakura tried not to blush at that because he was right. He did all those things. Especially the latter. Every night.
She tried to not let that break her resolve.
"This was supposed to be a marriage of convenience and you are not being convenient!"
The butler and other maids were trying hard to shrink into nothingness.
"It's a circumstance," Sasuke replied coldly.
"Well, it's the only circumstance I'm in and I won't sit idly by and watch it deteriorate before it even started," she bit back, threw her napkin on the table and stomped away.
Her fiery green eyes were shooting sparks at him all the way.
"Really, dude, what is your problem?"
Sasuke looked up and gave Naruto a cold look.
"What is your problem?"
"You look so damn sulky, and from what I can see, you shouldn't because your wife is one hot…" NAruto stopped at Sasuke's glare. He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and plopped down on the couch.
"I'm just saying, it could be worse."
Sasuke glared more. The dobe could make sense sometimes but he didn't deign to answer.
"Seriously, you're crabbier than usual," Naruto said intently, "is your marriage bothering you?"
"No," he lied.
"Because one moment you want to ravish her then you want to strangle her the next," he asked pointedly.
Sasuke tried to ignore that the idiot hit bull's-eye. Among other things, his instincts of self-preservation told him that she was exactly the kind of woman who could wrap him around her index finger if he wasn't careful.
Naruto laughed at Sasuke's expression.
"She's perfect for you then," he exclaimed happily.
"Get out!"
The blonde man walked out happily.
At least Sasuke won't live miserably and die alone.
He got home and saw his wife standing by the bar with a look that spoke volumes. He felt that tug of desire once again but he quickly pushed it down. She looked like she would punch him in the mouth anytime soon.
"How was work," she said stiffly. Sasuke raised a brow. Already, he was regretting ever being intimate with her.
"Fine," he replied, "though I never expected you to be so domestic."
"I am not domestic," she answered through gritted teeth, "and you're a jerk."
And with that, she turned away from him and downed a glass of water- which amused him as there were enough spirits and yet she chose water. Maybe to drown herself.
"Good night," he told her as he walked away. This, however, caused her to turn around so abruptly.
"You're going to bed?"
"Yes. Are you going to join me?"
She colored a bit at the suggestion but shook away her discomfort.
"How about supper?"
"What about it?"
"We will have supper," she shot back, a bit indignant.
"I already had supper," the ice cube replied and continued his trek to their room.
Sakura glared at his retreating back but sighed after a few minutes. She had a flash of the future of their marriage and honestly, it was looking bleak.
AN:What do you think?
I know Karin is generic villain but wth..I don't like her and she seemed perfect for the character