A Peculiar Relationship
Chapter Four
foureyesfreak27
Summary: AU. After being jilted by her boyfriend for his pregnant mistress, Sakura Haruno sworn to never date again. That is until a godlike Adonis creature came strolling in and offered her a contract that she cannot refuse; a marriage contract with none other than Sasuke Uchiha, her father's business rival.
Character(s): Sakura Haruno and Sasuke Uchiha.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Warning: This chapter has not been fully edited yet. Please excuse any grammatical errors.
4 hours earlier
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"I don't want this to be publicize until further notice." Sakura looked over at the raven haired man with narrowing eyes as if she was warning him to try and rebuke this request.
"Why not?" He challenged. "Better now than never."
The couple were still discussing the terms and conditions of the contract and had been arguing back and forth for the past four hours. They decided to take their business talk in the living room. Sasuke opted to lay down on his sofa bed; complaining that he had been sitting on chair for far too long. Sakura sat on a couch across from him and looked up after she heard his useless comment.
"I'm torn on whether or not if you're just plainly idiotic or simply have Alzheimer at such an early age, but to remind you; I was just engaged yesterday to someone from my office, not an Uchiha," she seethed, glaring at him.
The young Uchiha snorted. "Tch, you're so annoying."
"Is that your universal language of 'Fine, I know I'm wrong so get on with it'? If it is, then you need to start working on your social skills," Sakura remarked tauntingly. She saw his glare multiplied tenfold but he made no further comment and simply waved at her dismissively.
She smiled in satisfaction; good. At least he's learning to not make stupid comments when she's logically reasoning.
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Konoha General Hospital
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The clicking of heels echoed through the parking lot as a certain pinkette was trying to rush her way out of the place. Sakura was handling one hand with a phone against her ear and the other trying to reach for her pager in her bag. This is was not an easy task. Her pager has been blaring for the past hour and a half since she was getting ready to leave for work. She had called her assistant and informed her that she would be coming in the office a little past twelve. And yet, here she was, glaring at the piece of device that connects her to her work after many futile attempt on finding it in her ever growing junk inside her purse. How the hell was this thing still going off when she specifically told her assistant to let anyone reach her unless it was an emergency? This crap has been blaring for the past hour so she suspected there was no emergency, merely someone, or perhaps rather a certain someone has been bugging her assistant inquiring on her whereabouts.
It was not her fault that she was running late. This was all thanks to that stupid arrogant Uchiha who she has the displeasure of calling her new fiancé. If it weren't for the fact that he just had to disagree and question almost all of her additional requests, they wouldn't be stuck fixing the whole agreement for four damn hours. In addition since she slept over at his place, she had made the Uchiha call for a taxi to take her home and to work since her car was left at the hospital. And it was not a short distance drive. If they were to live together, she'll make him find a place that's closer to her damn work place and that's final. Once she arrived at work, she remembered that she left her working shoes in her car. How the hell did this happen again? Oh, right. She changed her shoes in her car last night after she blindly decided to go to the nearest bar to drink. She cursed both the Uchiha and her ex for this mess. Damn them to the pits of hell.
She had earlier plead to him to take her to work. In which, he rejected and dismissed her request by saying "No, don't women take their time getting ready? I'm going to be late for work" and left her with transportation money on the table. Damn him.
"Are you sure my father is not available right now, Kei-san? Because if you're lying to me…" she pressed and trailed on the phone. She had been calling for her father nonstop as she busied her way towards work. She and her father needed to have a talk about this whole her being practically sold to Uchiha thing. No way is she letting him off the hook that easily.
"I'm sorry, Sakura-sama. Your father is currently in Sunagakure on a business trip. If you'd like, I'll gladly pass on your message to him," Kei, her father's personal assistant, calmly attempt to sooth the young lady.
Sakura sighed in frustration. Perfect, just what she needed. "It's fine, Kei-san. Just tell him that I want to see him as soon as he's back."
"I will, Sakura-sama." He assured her. She ended the call with a few parting words before rushing inside the hospital.
"Oh good! Dr. Haruno, where have you been?!" A voice reprimanded.
Sakura looked up to find the owner of the voice and cringed. "Oh, Shizune-san." Great, just what she needs this morning. Why does it seems as if the whole world was going against her today?
The woman, Shizune, raised an eyebrow. "'Oh'? That's all you can say? 'Oh'?"
"Look, Shizune-san, I'm truly, truly sorry. I'll explain later. You can yell, scream, and scold me as long as you want till then. As of right now," she glanced at her watch and grimaced, "I'm running way behind schedule so, yeah, I'll see you then?"
She didn't bother to hear the reply as she dashed for the first elevator she saw that was opening. "Hold the elevator!"
The person who was inside held the door instinctively. Sakura sighed in relieved. "Thank you so, so much. I thought that I wouldn't make it at all."
"Well, you dashed as if a madman was chasing you," a too familiar masculine voice chuckled.
Oh, fuck me with my whole fist, were the first words she thought when she heard the voice. Why in the world am I stuck in an elevator with him?
Sakura needed a moment to regain her equilibrium. Calm down, she told herself. Do not panic. Act normal. Act fucking normal and do not go apeshit if he makes any unnecessary comments.
"Good morning, Dr. Hihara," she managed to greet. It was so hard to not spat at his two timing face. She turned to face him, flashing a smile. Okay this settled it; this whole fucking world was going against her. She just had to run into her ex after merely a day of breaking off the engagement. She had anticipated on ignoring him in any possible way until the news about their broken engagement settled down, but no, the big man upstairs just had to play this absolute cruel trick on her.
The good doctor smiled in response. "Actually, Sakura, it's good afternoon. But I don't blame you since by the looks of it, you practically ran from home."
Bastard. You just had to point out the obvious.
She forced an awkward laugh. "Ha, yes. Well I have to deal with some…issues that were unexpected."
Her ex raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Such as what, Sakura?"
The motherfucker was taunting her, no doubt about it. Seeing this ugly, arrogant side of him makes her wonder just what in the world made her attracted to him besides his look in the first place? As a matter of fact, his looks aren't even on par with Sasuke's. If Kenchi was a handsome devil's minion, that Sasuke had to be the master of all sinfully handsome devils; a devious Satan.
Why the hell was she thinking about Sasuke at a time like this? And comparing him to Kenchi? There's just had to be a valid explanation. Maybe she lacks sleep? Yep, definitely, it was sleep. She hadn't been sleeping restlessly for the past few nights.
"The fact that I have to deal with contacting every guests that were invited to our supposed wedding informing them that the groom had knocked up some hooligan and I had to deal with my parents so, yeah, that's the 'such as'." She almost applaud herself for making such lie in a matter of seconds. But crap, this was something that she must actually do anyways. Perhaps she can get Kei-san to hire someone to sort out the wedding mess.
She saw him lightly flinched by the statement. Good, suck it hard you bastard.
"Look, Sakura—"
"Dr. Haruno," she corrected. No way in hell was she giving him the freedom of using her first name freely.
He simply glared at her childish improv. "Sakura, I'm trying to apologize here."
"There's no need to apologize, Dr. Hihara. What we had wasn't an actual relationship. We were simply using each other for our superficial reasons, hence, it was a win-win situation for us," she explained nonchalantly. "You just so happened to knocked some chick up so it's still a win for you. I, on the other hand, was left in the dust."
"It wasn't my intention to!"
"Well, as a doctor yourself, I'm appalled that you don't know something called contraceptives that reduce the risk of impregnating someone," she mockingly reminded him. "You know, condoms? Birth control pills? Or perhaps you ought to think about having a vasectomy? It's easier for both parties you know."
He gave her a warning look. "Sakura—" he began to seethe.
"Plus, I was stuck with the humiliation when everyone in the office knew! I mean, c'mon! You could've have the decency to wait until the day was over when it's not our shift to tell me the news? Did you know how much I suffered yesterday when everyone came up to me asking me what happened? No! You never think!"
"Look, Sara had an OBGYN appointment yesterday morning! I'd figure since we were all here and you weren't busy—"
"Oh that's so thoughtful of you!" She sweetly interjected. "How cute is it when one's fiancé decided to bring his whore to work just to tell his fiancée that he just so happened to knocked her up! Is it too hard for you to not try to ejaculate inside her fucking vagina at least?! I mean, how hard it is cum and not try to ejaculate a million sperm into someone's vagina?!"
"Sakura! Would you stop this nonsense?!"
"Oh pucker up would you, Kenchi? You weren't there yesterday!"
"Yes, I was!" He protested.
"No, you left to take off the rest of the day, dumbass!" She vehemently reminded him. "Thanks to you, everything we worked hard for is now ruined!"
With that statement, both fell silent. The thick tension was still engulfing the couple, almost as if it was hard to breathe. Having the opportunity to say what she wanted to him felt amazing. In fact, it felt spectacular and exhilarating. That ought to teach him a lesson or two to use a fucking contraceptive when having sex.
"Look," he finally said, breaking the silence. "I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry you had to go through it alone yesterday. I never meant for any of this to happen. I never meant to hurt you, Sakura. I…I wasn't thinking at that time. I'm trying to do what's right by marrying her. I just can't let a child be born out of wedlock. I'm dead serious when I say that it was never my intention for any of this to happen. Just please, please forgive me? I really don't want to make this anymore awkward than it has to be since we're working together."
He sounded genuinely sorry, she'll give him that. It's true what he said, everything that happened wasn't by any means planned out by him (perhaps his whore but who the fuck cares anyways) and he was to redeem and rectify this mess by doing the honor of marrying the girl. In a way, he sort of surprised her by his sense of honor.
"That was the most touching, sentimental apology I've ever heard," she began.
His eyes gleamed as they found hers. "You really think so?"
She nodded. Maybe he's right. After all, everyone deserved to have second chances. Mistakes happens all the time and perhaps she should just put aside her pride and just forgive the pitiful man.
She took a step forward towards him and smile. "Well then, I just have one request. Is that okay?"
"Anything! Just tell me and I'll do it for you!"
Hmm, interesting how he sounded so eager and ready to heed her orders. But fuck no; not going to forgive, not in this life time, asshole.
It happened within a blink of an eye. She grabbed him by the shoulders and jerked her sharp knee onto his precious jewel. His only reaction was to crumble pitifully on the floor like a hermit crab, cupping his precious male anatomy. He was too shock to say anything. Instead, he gasp in mixture of surprise, pain, and horror.
"Think again if I were to ever forgive the likes of you. That ought to teach you something about using that thing carelessly." She glared at the pitiful man on the ground who was gasping.
It just so happened that they reached her ground floor when she heard the elevator ding.
She smirked, right on time.
She stood up and flipped her hair before stepping out of the elevator feeling proud and confident. Before the elevator closed, she glanced behind her back to find Kenchi attempting, keyword: attempting, to get back up on his feet in which he miserably failed to do.
"Well then, toodooldo, motherfucka!" She exclaimed, ignoring the curious glances that were thrown at her as she confidently marched to her office.
Maybe today will be a good day after all.
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Uchiha Corporation Office Building
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"You're WHAT?!"
Sasuke cringed at the screeching loud sound. "Would you keep it down, dobe?! This is an office, not a fucking karaoke bar!"
"Oh, I'm sorry, 'cause for a second there, I could've sworn you said that you're engaged!"
Sasuke glared warningly at his best friend. "Naruto, would you calm the fuck down? Your voice is loud enough to wake up a whole neighborhood."
His friend, Naruto, ignored the latter statement. "Teme, please tell me I heard wrong."
"No, you didn't. I got engaged." He nonchalantly replied as he looked back at the report papers on his hand.
"Teme," the blond haired man calmly began. "When I said 'why don't you go find a wife who can handle your attitude,' I did not mean that you go on and find a wife in less than a week!"
The young Uchiha merely gave him a flat look. "Hey, for once, you did something right in your life. Why are you all against it now?"
"If that's a compliment, then I refused to acknowledge it," the blond glared back. "Pray tell me, who is the unlucky lady that will spend the rest of her life saddled down with a guy like you?"
"Her name is Sakura Haruno." Sasuke ignored the insulting comment his best friend remarked earlier.
"Haruno?" Naruto seemed to ponder on the name. Where in the world has he heard that name before? "Haruno? As in the Haruno that you lend some money to?"
"Yup," Sasuke replied.
"Aw, teme, what the hell did you do to the poor girl?" Naruto accused. There was no way in hell that the girl voluntarily signed up for this mess.
Sasuke looked slightly offended. "What do you mean by that?"
Naruto sighed out loud. Sometimes, his best friend can be a bastard, ruthless even, when it comes to business. But involving himself with a competitor's daughter was just not his forte. "You sounded guilty of some charges. If you ask me, it's too coincidental for you to be engaged to a Haruno since earlier this week you gave a few millions to her old man."
"I did not blackmail her if that's what you're implying." The Sasuke Uchiha never needed to stoop that low in order to get what he wants. He bargains, but never blackmail. "I simply told her what her father did."
"What exactly did he do?" Naruto inquired, curiously. He wasn't there when Sasuke met with Haruno. Hearing all of this made a person wonder.
Sasuke smirked. "Hn. I told her that her father signed her over to me."
Naruto blinked rapidly. "…Come again?"
"Do I really have to repeat myself, dobe?" Sasuke sighed.
"You-! How could you?!"
Sasuke glared at him. "I did what I had to do."
"Yeah, no kidding!" the loud blond sarcastically remarked. "I don't know what possessed you to do something so irrationally stupid—border line insanity—but you're playing with a girl's life you know!"
Sasuke stood up from his chair and narrowed his eyes, sending countless of papers scattering off his desk. "Well if it weren't for a stupid clause the Hyuugas made, I wouldn't be in this mess." Need he remind him more?
"Well why couldn't you find an escort to help you out?" Now why did that statement sound so familiar to him? "I mean, you get the deal, the hooker gets their money, and it's a win-win situation."
"You idiot," Sasuke began, exasperatedly. "There's a difference between an escort and a hooker."
Naruto waved his hand dismissively. "Yeah, yeah, tomato, tomato. But the point is, you're ruining an influential man's daughter's life. I mean, why her?"
"She's not some cheapskate that I'd find out on the street, Naruto." He reminded him. "Like you said, her father is of an influential man. I need a partner who is of a prominent background. You know how the Hyuugas are. If they find out that this whole marriage is a scam I'm done for. Which reminds me, how in the world did the Hyuugas approved of you dating their daughter?"
The blond shrugged nonchalantly. "I guess I'm just too awesome."
The Uchiha scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Sure you are."
"How's your family going to respond to this?"
Sasuke pondered on this for a minute. "I'm sure my mother will be happy. Father will approve and Itachi could care less."
"What I meant was you practically forcing a lady to marry your sorry ass," Naruto corrected himself and snickered when Sasuke gave him an are-you-seriously-asking-that-question look. "Well then, at least you have nothing to worry about, so it's beneficial in some ways."
"Yup, although she made some of the most stupid conditions," the Uchiha mutter incoherently.
"Is she hot?" Naruto wondered out loud.
The young Uchiha knowingly smirked. "You'll see." Naruto laughed. That smirk spoke for itself. Man, what a lucky bastard.
"Well, I guess I'll see you later, teme. Make sure you invite me to your wedding as your best man."
Sasuke quirked a brow. "Who said you were? And who said that there was going to be a wedding?"
Naruto merely chuckled. "Don't forget that I was the one who hooked you up with the Hyuugas," he reminded him. "And please, your mother would kill you if you don't have a traditional wedding." The blond chuckled in amusement as he showed his way out of the Uchiha's office.
"Duly noted," the raven hair muttered, frowning. For once he couldn't think of any comebacks. He shook his head and placed his attention back on his work.
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A few hours later, the Uchiha had finally finished all of his morning work in which he was just in time for a late lunch. This was surprisingly rare. He'd usually work over his lunch hours dismissing any invites from his employees to eat with. Well, perhaps he'll go grab a bite to eat since he didn't eat any big breakfast. Without him realizing, he was already reaching for his phone and dialing a certain person's number.
He waited for a few rings before finally being connected to the other party. "Haruno here." Ah, she must've had a rough morning. Well it was no surprise considering the fact that she was running late and rushing to work like a madwoman.
"Hn, are you busy?" was his simply question. The other line went quiet before saying. "Who the hell—"
Sasuke merely rolled his eyes. "Are you busy or not?" She knows damn well who this was anyways.
"How did you-?"
"Are. You. Busy. Or. Not?" He repeated once again, annoyed.
"No, you dimwit. Thanks to you, I was late! There's practically nothing here for me to do but to do rounds and check on patients in the emergency room which I'm tell you, is one of the most—"
"I'll pick you up in fifteen minutes," he interjected. Spare him her details at work if she please.
"What do you mean in fifteen—"
"Did you eat lunch yet?"
"Well, no but—"
"Then I'll pick you up in fifteen minutes."
"Why do I have to listen to you—"
"Don't be late."
"You son of a—"
He didn't bother to let her finish her statement for he had ended the call with a simple touch of a button. He got up and gathered his wallet and keys before making his way out of his door.
His secretary quickly stop whatever she was doing and got up before giving him an anxious and bewildered look. "U-Uchiha-sama, w-would you like me to order you something for lunch?" She stammered. Clearly she was not expecting her boss to be out of his office during lunch hour.
"No, I'm heading out for lunch. If there's any call, take a message and I'll call back later," he simply commanded.
"Yes, sir," was all that she could managed to say, still in shock at her boss's sudden appearance out of his office. He didn't bother to stick around to hear her reply.
As he made his way towards his private elevator, his employees were looking at him as if he was an alien. Their boss never, never left his office for lunch. He would either skip lunch or make his secretary order his lunch for him. As a matter of fact, he has been quite peculiar since this morning. He arrived at his office slightly later than his usual prompt time. In addition, he had taken his time to actually greet some of his subordinates. Everyone was not accustom to his sudden change of demeanor. Their boss had never been late, he had never greeted them saved from some curtly nods, but never with words. And now he left his office for lunch? Alone?
No, there was only one conclusion that they could make from all of the evidences. They all pointed to one certain possibility; a woman. Now they're all wondering, just what kind of woman did the Uchiha meet to throw him so far out of balance?
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