Chapter IV
Wedding
The awaited and cursed day had finally arrived. This was the day Sakura's fate would be sealed.
She sat up in her bed, fisting her hand in her own hair in despair. She did not want to get married. She did not want to be an Uchiha. She did not want to be tied to Itachi for the rest of her life. She wanted someone to come and wake her up, if this was only a bad dream. But she knew it was not. The pain in her stomach was far to real, and her tugging at her pink locks was far to real. The fact that by the end of the day, she would be Mrs. Uchiha was far to real.
Last night she had to use a sleeping jutsu on herself to fall asleep, and yet she had slept worriedly. She saw a bit of her reflection in the big wall mirror, and noticed her groggy look. Her skin had no luster, her hair was tangled and the green of her orbs was dimmed by the depression swimming on the surface. Outside the weather was on the other hand as good as it could be, the sun was shining and birds chirped happily as they played with their partner.
A partner they had selected themselves.
Sakura drew her knees up to her chin and bit her bottom lip, soon making it blood red. She was never going to be with someone she choose by her own will. And she was not eager to create a scandal by having a lover, even if Itachi may have one.
At the thought of not being enough made her eyes water. All her life she had been afraid that she would not be enough, that she would let anyone down. That was why she had trained under her father so hard, so that the clan would not look at her and render her useless to them. That was why she had been determined to protect her team, so they would not kick her out because she could not do anything. She was so scared of it that it could be called a phobia.
Her heart speeded up when she thought about that Itachi might have a lover, just because she did not please him. He might even kill her, in order to be with someone who could live up to his standards. She knew that would not happen, but her worried and stressed mind failed to realize that fact.
She felt such a strong rush of fear rush over her that she had to jump up from bed, as if it had been a monster about to eat her. Her small, naked frame shook with so many feelings she had trouble counting them. She was scared, so god damned scared.
She had grayish pale the day before, at the rehearsal. Everything went fine, and she had automatically blurted out her vows, exchanged rings and walked down the isle, not remembering anything afterwards. Itachi, being the perfect gentleman Shisui said he was, had refrained to going closer and touching her more than necessary. He seemed to respect her wish to be free.
She went to her closet and quickly took out some clothes. She dressed in record time and she was soon running down the roka to get to the hall. She was shaking so much she was sure the air around her vibrated. She wanted to leave. She wanted to run away and escape this cruel destiny. But of course, the world would have none of it.
"Sakura-chan? Where are you going at this hour?" Mikoto said from behind the startled girl.
"I-I was j-just…" Sakura trailed off and stepped out of her shoes, she would have no chance of getting away now.
"Are you nervous about today?" Mikoto said with surprisingly much understanding in her voice.
Sakura turned around, and her wide, doe-like eyes stared almost desperately into the eyes of the lady Uchiha. She did not say anything, just nodded and allowed herself to be led to the kitchen. She was sat down at the table, and a plate of dango and onigiri was soon placed in front of her. She did not feel hungry, but she was not about to deny the kind antics of her very-soon-to-be mother-in-law. She took a small bite of one of the rice balls.
"I know you don't feel happy about this" Mikoto's sudden words had today's bride choking, even at the minimum amount of food in her mouth. "You've never been a good liar."
The raven haired woman smiled. She should not be doing that.
"When we talked to the elders about finding a partner for Itachi, they immediately thought of you" the smile became warmer, "at first, I was against it. I knew you would probably not be happy about it, nor Itachi."
"Why not?" Sakura raised a delicate brow, and tilted her head.
"That does not matter at the moment. But I want you to know, Itachi would never do anything to hurt you. So don't go mourning, ok?" Mikoto shoved the brightest smile she could make and stood up. "Ino and Amarante will probably be here soon."
Amarante, Sakura's older cousin by five years, and also one of her best friends. She was the only one who could understand her, because she too had been forced to become engaged with someone she did not love. The heiress of their clan had often wondered why she stayed with him, because they did not love each other.
"We're great friends, he is a big support to me" was the usual answer, but once it had been different.
"Because I want to learn to love him."
At least she had the will to go through the entire thing, but Sakura had not.
She had three options to get out. One, kill Itachi. That was not possible. Two, run away from the village. Not possible either, with Mikoto watching her every step. Three, take her own life. Now that sounded appealing. But damn it, Mikoto was a medic too!
"Yu-hu!" the sound of a high pitched voice came from the hall, and soon two women stumbled into the kitchen. "Sakura-chan! Long time no see!" a purple haired girl said. Next to her there was a blonde.
"Amarante!" Sakura said and got to her feet. She hugged her cousin tightly and sobbed. "You haven't contacted me for months!"
Amarante looked wide eyed at her clan heiress, but soon enclosed the smaller girl in her yukata clad embrace. "Sorry, Saku-chan" she said and kissed the top of her pink looks.
"Ok, enough with the sensitivity! Let's get started instead!" Ino, who was very bad at handling tense atmospheres, cheered and was immediately supported by the other women who would not get married that day.
The worked up females began dragging the poor bride into a room, which Mikoto had prepared to be only theirs for the rest of the day. It consisted of tatami mats, a low table with a tall mirror was placed against the right wall, and the wedding dress and maid dresses stood on the opposite wall. Across from the door there was a giant box, probably full of makeup and jewelry. "Sit down over there, Sakura-chan!" the already Uchiha said and went to open the box, indeed revealing lots and lots of make up and everything an ordinary girl could dream of.
Amarante helped her cousin to sit down and began to brush her long pink locks. "Wow… I'm so jealous of your hair Saku-chan! It's said only one every hundred year is born with pink hair in our clan, and that those will be the finest ninja" the twenty-three year old woman said dreamily. "I'm sure you will be able to give more than others too…"
Sakura turned her head and looked questionably at the woman. "'Give more than others'?" she asked and squinted her eyes.
"Eh?" Amarante looked like a question mark, but then waved her hand and laughed nervously. "Oh, I just meant… eh… Love! Yeah! You're probably able to give more love than others! A ha ha ha…" she sure was the worst liar in the entire Haruno clan, if not in Konoha.
"Amarante, you lie terribly" Sakura pointed out the fact.
The said girl stilled for a moment, but then lowered her head in defeat. "No way…" dear god, would she be a perfect fit for Shisui or what? To bad she already is engaged.
"I'm going to wake up Itachi, I'll be back in a minute" Mikoto said and walked out the door, closing it after her.
By the box with make up Ino squealed, making the two Haruno jump. "What are you doing, pig?" Sakura asked, stifling giggles from the sight of the Yamanaka mirroring herself in a pocket mirror and pouting with her lips.
"Don't call me pig, forehead" at the comment, both flower named girls twitched, their clan was quite sensitive when it came to insulting one of their own and their natural appearance or ability, none the less when the insulted was the heir.
"Ino-san, could you please go and get some water?" Amarante asked, hiding her annoyance well.
"Sure" Ino said, not noticing the evil aura rolling of her best friend. It was one thing to say her nickname when they were by themselves, but when a clans woman was with them? That is another thing entirely.
"I'm actually surprised these two latest generations has been so good friends, our clans have always fought" Amarante said and began massaging her cousins tense shoulders.
"Mhmm…?" Sakura moaned, "you're a pro at this."
"Why thank you, Saku-chan, it warms" the older of the two said, laughing slightly.
"And then I told him-Ah! Amarante-chan! Sakura-chan!" the voice of no other but The Shisui came from the door, and Ino came with him.
"Shisui-kun, how nice to see you" Amarante smiled brightly at the Uchiha. "You came to help Itachi-kun prepare?" she asked her team mate. They had been on the same ANBU team for two years soon, and had come to become very good friends (and Sakura had a vague hint it was more than that).
"Yes, and to visit Sakura-chan here. But I didn't know you'd come back, weren't you in Sand with that, oh, what's his name…" Shisui raised his gaze to stare at the ceiling.
Amarante laughed. "I couldn't miss my cute cousins wedding, now could I? And his name is Josh, he's still in Sand, he had some unfinished business" she said, smiling at him.
"Oh, yeah! His name isn't Japanese, so I don't remember it well. Sure it's illegal though…" the first part was loud and clear (but such a lie) but the last was mumbled only to himself.
"What am I hearing? Uchiha Shisui is jealous?" Sakura asked a bit to loudly, blinking a bit to innocently.
"Who said anything about jealous?" Shisui asked far to quickly, the smallest of blushes appearing on his cheeks.
"We and our womanly insight did" Ino said, poking the back of his head.
Shisui snorted. "Womanly insight my ass" he said and walked out, but stopped just as he disappeared out of the room. "I can't wait to see you all out of such pretty dresses!" he said, his head visible through the opening of the sliding door, a wide grin spreading on his face.
"Get out of here, you pervert!" Amarante said and stuck her tongue out.
"Who, me?" Shisui said as a parting line.
"Did he cause trouble, girls?" Mikoto asked as she set foot on the tatami mats.
"God damn it, baa-chan!" the voice of the unlikely Uchiha was a little distant, but not enough to fool the girls.
"Here's the water Ama-san" Ino smirked and handed the purple haired woman the glass.
"Thanks" she said and drank quickly. "My skin gets so dry when I'm in to much heat for to long."
"To bad you're taken" the blonde said and made the Haruno choke on a sip she had taken.
"W-What?" Amarante asked and coughed.
"Aw, don't pretend that you don't know what I'm talking about! You like him, don't you?" the Yamanaka said and smirked.
"W-We're just team mates!" the woman said.
"Team mates in life and marriage!" Sakura teased.
"I'm engaged!" Amarante yelled at them, pleading Mikoto for support.
"That's a shame… It certainly is…" the black haired woman sighed worriedly.
"Argh!"
-
"Yo, Ita-chan!" Shisui opened the door to his cousins room, the small blush still on his cheeks.
"I see Amarante is back" Itachi smirked when the second most skilled Uchiha got cheeks which could be compared to his eyes.
"How would you know?!"
"She is the only woman except your mother with baby pictures that can make you blush" wait, did Itachi, the most serious and emotionless Uchiha in the world just crack a joke?!
"She is not! And why pull my mother into this?!" poor Shisui was looking like a tomato.
"She is, because she is the only woman you love. And I did not intend to involve your mother" Itachi smirked at his cousin, "you should take today as a chance to show our clan your intentions."
"I'm not gonna court my mother!" Shisui got such a twisted face Itachi had to laugh.
"You really are as stupid as you look."
"Bastard!"
-
"How do you want your hair, Saku-chan?" Amarante asked and got out combs, curling and straightening irons and hairspray.
"I don't know… Maybe in a bun?" Sakura suggested, getting Ino's silent approval.
"Would you girls like to have anything to eat? I was just thinking the boys must be hungry by now" Mikoto asked. It was nearing 11 o'clock and Sakura had just gotten out of a heavenly body massage and face mask. She had almost hoped one of the Uchiha males had walked in, they surely would have run away crying from the scene.
"I'd love to. I'm starving" Ino said, putting her hair in a lazy ponytail.
"Ok, wait here then, I'll go get something" Mikoto smiled and got out of the room.
But she had barely had the time to remove herself from the room before she heard loud wailing coming from the other side of the roka. "Baaaaaaaaaa-chaaaaaan! We're hungry!" Shisui whined.
"Don't put us in the same category as you, fat ass" the voice of Sasuke came soon after and a smack was heard.
"Ow, you brat! What the hell was that for?! AH!" The girls did not feel too good when the sound of both Shisui's voice and feet came gradually closer, they were after all just clad in thin and short yukatas.
"Hn" Sasuke was being the good Uchiha he had been brought up to be.
"AH!!" Shisui tumbled down to the wooden surface outside the girls room, quickly sitting up and rubbing his head. "Don't throw kunai at me you…" his voice trailed off when he saw the rich amount of creamy woman flesh in front of him. Would anyone be surprised if his eyes rapidly settled on the body of a purple haired Haruno?
"SHISUI!!!" they shrieked at the same time and Ino shut the door in record time.
"Get away you sick freak!" the blonde shouted.
"Ino-chan! Open up and let me escape this evil devil that… oh, hi, Ita-chan!"
"I ask you to get water, and you end up causing a tumult. I really wonder why I can't throw you out of the compound" Itachi said and helped his cousin of the ground. "Sorry about that ladies."
"No, problem, Itachi-kun" Amarante said and giggled when she heard Shisui trying to explain it was all Sasuke's fault.
"Aw… Did you see how his eyes were glued to her, Sakura?" Ino asked dreamily.
"I did, I wonder how we will keep him from kidnapping her tonight" Sakura was happy she got a reason to take her thoughts of her own problems for a while, even if it was to tease her cousin.
"W-what are you talking about?!" Amarante blushed a deep crimson red. Her cousin could really understand why Shisui liked her. She was kind, patient, skilled as a shinobi and very mommy-like. They really had to try and break that engagement.
-
It was only an hour left.
Only one hour left in freedom. Only one hour left until she was going to walk down the isle and say 'yes' when the priest ask her if she will take Uchiha Itachi as her beloved husband. It was only one hour left until she was forced to have the positive answer.
Sakura stared at her reflection. She wore her dress, silver bracelet with a white ring hanging from it, and the cross around her neck. The black cross with two rings hanging from the bottom and a real ruby in the centre made stark contrast against her fair skin, but matched perfectly with her clothing. She had not gotten make up on yet, Amarante and Ino was going to go and get their dresses on first.
"Saku-chan, I'll be back soon, and start on your make up. Don't move or I'll kick you" the purple haired woman said and winked at her cousin before walking out the door.
"Yeah, be careful to not mess the hair up!" Ino threatened before she followed the bride's maid.
"Sure!" Sakura rolled her eyes dramatically.
When the door slid shut the pink haired female looked back at the reflection of herself. "If only I could move" she said to herself and shifted her position. She was not feeling nearly as comfortable as she usually did. Even if her red teddy was not wrapped tightly against her small body, it was to tight to put an old shinobi at ease. She was glad the front was showing her legs at least, it made her feel at least a tiny bit more free.
Did she just think free?
Who was she kidding? She was not free. Free is when you have the right to go and choose yourself. Free is when you can do what ever you want. Free was when you could decide yourself who was going to spend the rest of their life by your side.
Sakura was not free. She was tied with an invisible chain to the hands of the Uchiha clan. She was trapped within the embrace of Uchiha Itachi, and she was never to get out. She would never be able to choose who would be the father of her children. She would never be able to choose who to blame when the house was a total mess. She was not able to choose who would sleep next to her every night. She was not able to choose what name would be written on her grave stone when she died.
Warm and fresh tears began rolling down her cheeks, but she did not care to try and dry them away, because for once, she thought she had the right to cry.
The salty drops fell down onto her thighs, but rolled of the stay ups she had on, leaving a glittering track. Sobs came from her mouth, and she finally gave in to the feeling of being utterly shattered. She placed her arms on the table in front of her and laid her forehead on them.
"Curse you… You damn Uchiha's!" she hissed with a low and shaky voice. She was sure no one heard.
But the person who wanted to hear it the least did.
"You are so right, Sakura…"
-
Only moments until those doors would open.
When those doors opened she would have absolutely no chance of running away, because then her own clan and friends, along with the entire Uchiha clan, would see her and chase her down no matter what the cost.
When those doors opened she would be walking down the road to her new, cursed future. And she would be walking it with her mother, who thought it was the road down to a happily ever after. It was not.
The bride's maids Ino and Amarante stood in front of her together with Itachi's groomsmen Shisui and Sasuke (she must say they looked handsome in suits). The blonde would be walking with her team mate, and her cousin with the unlikely Uchiha, which could be called a fortunate match. To her own arm her mother was hooked. She had said she wanted to walk her daughter down the isle, as one of her last opportunities to be like a normal human before the cancer took too much of her strength.
"Are you nervous?" Mikaru asked her daughter. What kind of question was that?
Sakura could barely hear the words because her heart was beating so strong. It was fast too. Only once had she felt such a powerful rush of fear, and that was when she had looked into the eyes of the snake sannin, it had paralyzed her, much like now.
She nodded curtly.
"Don't worry, it'll be fine" the current lady Haruno whispered. How the hell would it be fine?
She was about to start walking towards her own personal prison!
The cathedrals bells began chiming, and Amarante threw one last worried, but encouraging, look over her shoulder at her beloved cousin before she faced the doors which slowly slid open. She unconsciously held on tighter to Shisui's arm when they began walking and all eyes turned to them. The girls were glad their dresses covered everything from their breasts down to their calves. The white fairy dresses flowed beautifully along as they walked (now Shisui wished he was walking with Ino, behind the Haruno).
When they took their positions, the boys next to Itachi and the girls next to the place where Sakura soon would be standing.
Everyone in the giant church stood up when the Bridal March began playing on the organ. The sound was almost enough to make the furious beating of Sakura's heart die out in her ears. She felt a slight tug at her arm, and she automatically began walking, sporting a calm face. Her mind was blank, she only did what they had done on the rehearsals the day before, everything playing up as a series of commands in her pink head.
When she stopped at the base of the steps to kiss her mothers cheeks her thoughts finally began working after being in a trance like state. She stood and gazed up into her mother's eyes. She swallowed hard and looked pleadingly into those wise blue eyes, but nothing was revealed. She squeezed the flowers in her left hand so hard she was surprised that the water was not running out of them yet. Before she knew what was happening she found herself in the warm embrace of the woman who gave her life.
"I hope you will be happy, Sakura-chan" Mikaru said and kissed her daughters forehead. "Because I'm sure that's all Itachi want too" she whispered before looking at the small girl in her arms. Her blue eyes brimmed with tears and she was smiling, wishing her all the luck in the world.
"Thank you, kaa-chan" Sakura said, her voice nearly cracking at the end. But she stayed strong. A sudden pang of guilt came over her. This may be her mothers last request, for her to have a good wedding. There was no helping when the petite bride put on her mask, as a last gift to her mother. "I'll try."
After she said that she slipped out of the warm and comforting embrace to look up against Tsunade and Itachi. The Hokage had even bothered to dress up in a green kimono today, not something that happened every day. When her eyes slid over to her groom, her breath caught in her throat. She would be lying if she said he did not look good. (Screw good, he's freaking hot! Inner Sakura made her first appearance that day, and was as usual not helpful in any way.) The black suit fit his figure perfectly, and the red bow-tie marked his dark eyes handsomely. Although the fact that the lines under his eyes (which for some reason looked good on him) had become bigger since last time she saw him did not escape her.
With great effort she held up the smile, and missed the worried and slightly panicked look she got from her cousin. She stood proudly before her very soon to be life partner and looked up in his eyes, refusing to show the desperation which should be swimming at the surface of those brilliant orbs. Soon she lowered her gaze and waited for her mentor to speak.
"Dearly beloved…" yeah, right. You're not happier about this than I am, shisou, "we are gathered here today to unite Haruno Sakura and Uchiha Itachi in an eternal bound" and so the entire thing went on. All the while Sakura was shaking and biting her tongue to keep herself from fainting. She was sure Itachi saw her uncertainty, but he did not seem to pay more thought to it than he had left complaints about the marriage.
"If anyone has any objection against this may them speak now or be silent forever" Tsunade threw a warning glance against Naruto and Lee, who both had quite a lot to say against this thing. Not that any other did not, just that they had the common sense to know that was just a phrase.
"If there is no objections, let us then continue" the busty blonde threw yet another glare against the knucklehead ninja and the green wonder with a teachers complex, daring them to even lift a finger. She waved her hand and two small girls came forward, one with lavender hair from the Haruno clan, and one with jet black hair from the Uchiha clan, they helped each other carrying a pillow with two silver rings on it. The Hokage who served as priest for the time being took the rings and motioned for the bride and groom to raise their hands.
"Do you, Uchiha Itachi, take Haruno Sakura as your lawfully wedded wife to stand by in both time of need and health for as long as you both shall live?" Tsunade asked the raven haired male, giving him a well concealed glare. She would kick his sorry (but pretty) ass if he was to say yes and not keep the god damned promise!
"I do" Itachi looked so sincere when he answered that anyone would find it hard to believe.
"Then, do you, Haruno Sakura, take Uchiha Itachi as your lawfully wedded husband to stand by in both time of need and health for as long as you both shall live?" Tsunade gave her former student a look that told her she would never be turned away, no matter what choice she made.
This was it. This was were she sealed her fate forever.
"I do" she surprised herself with how easily the words slipped past her lips, as if they were something you said every day.
The whole cathedral breathed a sigh of relief when she uttered the words.
"Then, take these rings as a proof of your promise" Tsunade laid the smaller one of the rings she was holding in the outstretched palm of Itachi. "Itachi, repeat after me… With this ring, I thee wed."
"With this ring I thee wed," he gently and carefully took hold of her left wrist, lifted it and smoothly slid the ring onto her finger.
Now Sakura raised her right hand and got a ring placed in her soft palm. "Sakura, repeat after me… With this ring, I thee wed."
"With this ring, I thee wed" the pink haired medic said and took her within seconds husband's arm and placed the silver ring on his finger. She did not let go of his hand, but was rather relieved when he took hold of hers instead.
"I now present you as man and wife. You may kiss the bride" Tsunade said, closing the book she held in her palm (although it was only for symbolism).
Sakura had totally forgot about that part. Now she did not even have the time to complain about it, because her new and fresh husband was just leaning down to place his lips gently on hers. It was not her first kiss (that's impossible for a kunoichi her age), but it was the first which could be called a real kiss. Every other man she had kissed on her seductive missions were so god damned aggressive they care squat if she felt good or not. That was not what she could say about this. The careful and seductive touch made a tingle run down her spine despise herself.
Only seconds later he raised his head, a small smile on his face, making her eyes widen involuntarily. It made him look so very handsome she was sure she would be unable to talk if he asked her anything.
Bells began to once again chime and now the small orchestra that was placed in one of the corners of the church started to play a beautiful piece which Sakura did not bother to remember. She automatically hooked her arm with his and began walking down the isle once again, leaving the cathedral as Uchiha Sakura.
-
The reception followed, and when the newly wedded had accepted all blessings (and utterly serious promises of a bloody, slow and painful death if anything was to happen to the former Haruno) the party moved into a large garden, which usually served as the training ground of the Uchiha clan. The field had not been used the latest week, as to let the ground repair from all burns and other things. The trees were beautiful, standing in their fullest pink bloom.
One long table was set up in the front, and three others in front of it. Sakura let herself get dragged up to the chairs in the absolute middle of the table which faced the others. She quietly sat down without objection, waiting nervously as the tables filled with hungry and excited guests. Soon the bridesmaids and groomsmen settled at either side of the bride and groom.
"Saku-chan, you were beautiful! You too, Itachi-kun, even though I would rather say handsome" Amarante smiled and hugged her cousin.
"Yeah, I was damn jealous of you, Ita-chan! Not to think of what's coming tonight…" Shisui sighed dramatically.
"Don't say such perverted things in front of me, idiot" Sasuke smacked the top of his older cousins head.
"Ow, don't do that, brat!"
"It's unbelievable that there was 300 000 sperms in your mothers womb, and you were the fastest…" Sasuke said, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"Why the hell do you guys always involve my mother in things?!"
"I didn't involve her, I involved every other person who might have been able to sit here instead of you, who I happen find very annoying!" the bastard of team 7 snapped at his skilled senior.
"Curse you, pipsqueak!" Shisui said, turning to his best friend instead. "Shit, I'm trapped! You planned this in some way, didn't you?!" he accused the longhaired man he called a perfect gentleman.
"I do not recall I did, but if I knew I was going to witness this kind of conversation, I would have in any case" Itachi smirked.
"Argh! Amarante-chan, save me!" the unlikely Uchiha cried in desperation.
"Sorry, no can do, Shisui-kun" Amarante snickered when her team mate faked to be crying.
"And here I thought I was loved!" he said drastically.
Sakura nudged her cousin in the side which caused her to blush. "I think he is…" she giggled.
"S-shut up…" Amarante whispered and threw a glance against where Shisui was now arguing with Sasuke again.
"Then if you're such a man I challenge you!" the ANBU declared loudly, a bit to loudly.
From the table where most under the age of thirty and above twelve sat there was a loud cheer, urging the two Uchiha to fight. Naruto and an Uchiha named Kyo together with a Haruno named Hatori made especially much sound around themselves. Amazing, there is one more from the fire wielding clan who can make more noise than a hairdryer.
"Boys, settle down, you can take that later if you wish" Mikoto said sternly, giving her son and nephew a hard glare.
"Sorry, Mikoto-baa-chan…" Shisui sat down, and Sasuke followed suit.
"Now," Agito cleared his throat and the area became silent, "we are all gathered here today, as you know, to celebrate the union of the Uchiha clan and Haruno clan…" loud cheers followed the sentence, "but also to celebrate the union of two people. My own little girl, Sakura, and the powerful ANBU Itachi. I wish them be best of luck and happiness in their future."
Agito brought his glass up high, "to Itachi and Sakura" he said and took a small sip.
"To Itachi and Sakura!" the clan's men cheered and also took sips of their glasses, which had already been filled up.
When Agito sat down, Shisui quickly stood up. "Well, I don't know if I'm supposed to do this, but I'll do it anyway. This week has been stressful to all of us, not the least Itachi who was to cheeky to select a suit…" low chuckles sounded and the clan heir smirked, "and Sakura, who has been helping with all the preparations and such" he made a pause, thinking about what to say. "I'm honored to have her as my future first lady, and I mean it when I say that the elders finally made a smart move and paired these lovely dove-like people together."
He took his glass and raised it. "Let us just hope little Uchiha babies won't be ready to kick our wits out of us by the end of the year" almost the entire field smirked, but Sakura forgot, because the unlikely man had been smart enough to refrain from using inappropriate words such as butt, ass and other not so beautiful expressions, "to Sakura, Itachi and our future heirs!"
The crowd cheered so loudly anyone in Konoha could hear them. It was clear that the Haruno were a more easy going clan, even their elders cheered. It was not longer then a few hours later that all children and elder lings had left and the teenagers were left to drink and play games. This was the perfect time for Shisui to take out his revenge on Sasuke.
"I challenge you on truth or dare!"
"Whatever, bastard!" the waisted Sasuke yelled back.
"I dare you to…" the drunk man was interrupted
"I begin! I dare you to make out with Amarante!" the chicken-ass haired boy cried drunkenly, earning wolf calls and whistles from several men watching their fight.
"With pleasure!" Shisui twirled around and looked for the woman, and even with his confused eyesight he saw her and threw an arm around her. "Prepare for the make out of your life!"
Amarante, who had not been drinking quite as much as the male holding her widened her eyes. "Shisui-kun, what are you…" she was rudely interrupted by his mouth, which crashed down on hers. Applauses erupted from all people around them when he forced his tongue past her lips. Everyone saw the way she at first was to shocked to do anything, but after a short moment she began responding him full out--her senses dimmed by alcohol.
After a good five minutes the furious kissing ended and Shisui looked to his younger cousin. "How 'bout that, huh?! Now, I dare 'uo to kiss Uzumaki!"
"Anyone said my name?!"
In the amazing moment that followed when Sasuke kissed his team mate on the lips (thank god everyone was so drunk they would not remember anything of it in the morning) the two people they were having the party for discreetly fled the scene, withdrawing towards their own house.
Sakura walked a good meter away from her new husband, trying to warm her exposed arms in the dark and damp night. She was thankful that at least the ground was hard enough to walk with heels on, because she had no wish to walk in cold grass with only stay ups. It felt like an eternity until they had reached the door of their new home and could walk inside the comfortable warmth.
Without a word Sakura walked down the hall and up the staircase to undress from her lovely dress. Right now she felt frustrated. Frustrated of the fact that everyone thought it was alright between her and Itachi, especially after Shisui's little speech. How could he lie like that? They were not going to have 'little Uchiha babies'! Never!
She stood in front of the mirror, glaring at her reflection. She heard Itachi's steps in the stairs, and he was soon to enter the room.
She did not pay him any mind when she began undressing. Her fingers slowly slid down the zipper on the back of her dress, and unhooked the little security hook at the top of it. She held the material as she let it fall to her knees. She stepped out of her silver stilettos at the same time as the dress. She held it up high and went over to the wardrobe which was situated next to the bathroom door. She took out a hanger and secured the dress to it with the extra straps on the inside of it and hung it back. Then she went to the stilettos and picked them up. She put them under her dress.
Then she went to the beautiful oak desk next to the balcony door and took off the diadem and placed it in a velvet box. She glanced at the mirror, and noticed that Itachi was sitting on the bed, only clothing visible was the shirt (which was unbuttoned) and boxers. She swallowed hard, and she sent a silent pray to that god he was not going to try anything. She reached up and removed the long pin that kept her hair in its bun, and gently shook her head as the pink locks swayed down her back.
She was happily unaware of what her actions were doing to the male behind her. His eyes were discreetly glued to her beautiful form as she took care of her cherry blossom tresses. The way it fell around her figure and empathized her long legs made him want to stroke it, smell it and curl his fingers into it.
He greedily remembered every aspect of her that night. The creaminess of her pale skin, the moonlight shining upon her hair, the most arousing sight of the gathers over her round hips and the way the teddy empathized all her female qualities. He quickly turned his head away when she turned to walk against the bed.
Sakura raised the sheets and quickly got beneath them, hiding her scared expression from her husband. Her heart was beating as if it wanted to rip through her ribcage and run away. She felt her body shake slightly, fearing that the kind and gentleman-like man behind her would suddenly drop to the level of any other man. Her eyes closed tightly when she noticed he was also getting beneath the sheets on the other side of the bed.
"You do not need to worry, I won't do anything" he said tiredly, his back facing her.
Sakura took a peek over her shoulder and saw that he was holding a respectful distance so that both of them had room to turn and twist without problem. Both of them had refrained from drinking such an amount that would make them intoxicated, so at least he was not going on any drunken adventures.
She laid stiff as a stick for several hours, and not until the sun was coloring the horizon in peachy colors she dared to relax as much as possible and close her eyes to let sleep engulf her senses.
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Word count: 6 687
This chapter went quick.
So, what do you think? I've never been to a wedding, so don't blame me if it's all wrong! Tell me, do you like Amarante (she's from Itachi's memo, so if you like her, read it!)? I do… I think she makes a cute couple with Shisui ^^
Was there anything else I was going to say? No… Oh, yes!
My birthday was yeasterday, so this is a personal gift to myself!
Review and I will write faster :D