Hey everyone! Finally, here is chapter four! I hope you enjoy it. It made me laugh, so hopefully you guys laugh too. It's also really dramatic at times too. So I hope it's good.

Peace ;)


Previously:

Sasuke slowly stood up, scowling as he realized two things.

One: Sakura had to be the most difficult girl in existence.

Two: she definitely already knew how to shoot an arrow quite well.

Chapter 4 – Indecent Innuendos

"My deepest apologies, Prince Uchiha, for the Princess's behavior," Kitsune said, handing Sasuke another blanket. She had been charged with making sure Sasuke was cleaned up, while the King and Queen had taken to giving the young Sakura another lecture. Kitsune had led Sasuke into an inner room in the castle, one he had never been in before, that had a large fireplace. Sasuke had been sitting in front of the blazing flames for several minutes now.

"Tch," Sasuke answered, staring intently into the flames. Waves of fire danced in the reflection of his dark eyes as he turned to Kitsune. "Don't apologize for your princess. She doesn't deserve it."

Kitsune tensed at the cold disrespect that Sasuke held for Sakura, but the prideful woman managed to hold her temper, amazingly. "Please do not take this little stunt of hers too personal, Prince Uchiha," she said, momentarily as she remembered past experiences. "She's done a lot worse to previous suitors."

Sasuke grunted. "And yet they aren't covered in germ-infested pond scum right now. They could just leave when they got enough of her fool antics, unlike myself."

"Please, Your Highness, as difficult as Princess Sakura may be, I still ask that you treat her with more respect and dignity. She is my Princess," Kitsune urged.

"My dignity was gone the second I was covered in green slime," Sasuke retorted. "If it weren't for my parents and this stupid marriage agreement, I would have been gone a long time ago."

"Well," Kitsune added stubbornly, "I don't see why the two of you just can't get along, seeing as how you're stuck with each other from now on. You seem like a decent person, and I assure you that underneath Sakura's image, she's truly an amazing woman…"

"That girl out there," Sasuke interrupted icily, "is not a woman, nor is she amazing. The only thing that we could ever possibly agree on is how much we hate each other. So if you'd be so kind, stay out of our business."

Kitsune was taken back by the bitterness in Sasuke's voice. It was just at this moment when Naruto walked into the room with a change of clothes for Sasuke. Sensing the tense atmosphere, Naruto could only stand dumbly in silence as Kitsune addressed Sasuke.

"Well, if that is your wish, Prince Uchiha, I'll just leave you alone then," Kitsune said coldly. "I just wish," she added solemnly, "that the both of you would not be so quick to judge, when you do not even know the true nature of the person you speak." And then she was gone.

Naruto broke the silence, whistling lowly. "I'm feeling some tension in this room. Care to talk about it, Sasuke?"

Sasuke only turned away. "I'd rather not."

Naruto nodded in response, choosing not to bother his friend about it at the moment. "Your family will be here soon. We should get you cleaned up."

Sasuke conceded, taking the change of clothes Naruto had brought, and then turned to Naruto quite seriously.

"I think you were wrong, Naruto."

"About what?" Naruto defended. "About every Thursday of the month being perfect to hold nationwide ramen-eating competitions? Because I know it would be so popular if your father would just sign it into law…"

"No, you idiot," Sasuke replied. "And that is never going to happen. I was talking about the Princess. You said she was different."

Naruto cocked his head to the side. "Well, pretty much that's what we've noticed so far, so how am I wrong?"

"She isn't different. She's the same as every other rotten, spoiled, and immature girl I've ever met," Sasuke said angrily.

"Wow, teme, that's harsh."

"It was intended to be."

* * *

Sasuke had made up his mind. He had to convince his parents that the marriage was wrong. There was no way in Hell that he was going to be married to that pink-haired annoyance. Even if it meant coming out and saying exactly what was on his mind.

And so Sasuke stalked off, determination flaring in his obsidian eyes, and prepared to confront his parents.

* * *

To say that Naruto was nervous would have been an understatement. As Sasuke's bodyguard, it was Naruto's duty to protect him with his life. But if Sasuke's anger got any more out of control, Naruto might have actually feared for his own life instead.

Sasuke was currently walking, no – speeding, down the hallway. Seriously. Naruto could have sworn that everything was passing by in a blur. And Sasuke never walked fast. Except when he was mad.

And then there was the look in Sasuke's eyes. It was a mixture of raw determination and pure evil. It was evident that Sasuke was plotting a swift revenge, or maybe something much worse. Naruto cringed at such thoughts. He found himself feeling very sorry for the pink-haired princess, or whoever else got in Sasuke's way.

It was in this nervous state of panic that Naruto entered the throne room for just about the hundredth time, following closely behind an agitated Sasuke. It was also most unfortunate that Sasuke's parents were already seated in the throne room comfortably, chatting away with Sakura's parents as if they were old friends. Naruto could feel Sasuke's dark aura intensify.

"Oh, Sasuke," Queen Uchiha exclaimed excitedly, "I'm so glad! You've come at the perfect time. Queen Haruno and I were just discussing wedding details. We were thinking of going with a blue and pink theme, dear. How does that sound?"

Naruto glanced over at Sasuke, and then back to Queen Uchiha. She was a beautiful lady, with long raven hair and the same dark eyes Sasuke had. There was always a smile on her face, and even now it was there. Although Naruto had no idea how she could not feel the dangerous energy coming from Sasuke.

"Sasuke doesn't concern himself with such trivial matters, dear," answered King Uchiha, He was a strong man with broad shoulders and a serious face. "Besides, he'll be too busy hunting with King Haruno and I to plan wedding details." Naruto cringed again. Sasuke was getting angrier by the second.

"Of course," replied King Haruno. "As soon as Sakura gets here, the women can continue planning the details, and the men can go hunting." Naruto looked over to Sasuke, who was by now quite aggravated that no one was going to listen to him.

"That won't be necessary," Sasuke stated bluntly.

Queen Haruno chuckled. "Of course it will! We can't expect you to sit around and listen to us gabble about flowers and decorations when you could be in the outdoors? Don't worry – there will be plenty of time to spend with Sakura later."

The adults all seemed very pleased with themselves, contrary to Sasuke, who looked like he might explode. Naruto, on the other hand, was about to die from extreme nervousness on how Sasuke was going to handle the situation. And so far he wasn't handling it so well.

King Uchiha looked at the setting sun. "Is it unusual for the Princess to be this late?" he asked, subtly letting the Haruno's know that he felt it was rude of her to be so late. The Haruno's exchanged sheepish looks.

"She's usually a lot later than this," Naruto muttered innocently, earning a glare from Sasuke.

"Well," Queen Uchiha said, "I'm sure she'll be here soon, why don't we…"

Sasuke sharply cut his mother off. "I refuse to marry her." Everyone in the room turned abruptly to look at Sasuke, shock present on all of their faces.

"What do you mean, refuse to marry her?" King Uchiha bellowed angrily.

"And just what is that supposed to mean, young man?" King Haruno echoed.

Sasuke face was void of any motion as he stated coldly, "She's not good enough for me."

The faces of Sasuke's parents showed bewilderment, while the Haruno's were infuriated.

"Excuse me?" King Haruno hollered.

"Sasuke-kun," Queen Haruno chided, "don't be rude."

"I don't care," Sasuke replied bluntly. "I won't marry her, nor will I take any more of her childish pranks. Sakura Haruno is by far the most immature girl I have ever met. She is completely beneath me."

It was silent for a minute, and Naruto was trying to figure out which royal was going to blow up on Sasuke first, when Naruto heard the voice of the one person he wished would not have heard what Sasuke had just said.

"Excuse me?" Sakura's voice came from behind. Naruto looked at her with sympathy, but there was only anger in her eyes. And maybe just a little bit of hurt.

"Maybe you're the one who isn't good enough for me, Sasuke Uchiha!" she shouted, one hand placed stubbornly on her hip.

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "Maybe you're just an annoying baby."

Naruto was quite sure he heard Sakura growl. "Maybe you've got a stick shoved up you-know-where…"

Naruto's eyes rose in shock, and he stepped in between Sasuke and Sakura. "Hey, friends, buddies," he said in an overly-friendly voice, "why don't we go get some fresh air or something? Or go get some ramen? Ramen could really help calm a person's emotions…"

Naruto was interrupted when Sasuke pulled him out of the way. The next few moments were by far the most terrifying moments in Naruto's life. Well, other than when the ramen stand had shut down for a week.

Sasuke and Sakura stood face to face, each one angrily staring the other down. And then simultaneously, they turned to their parents.

"Mother, Father," their voices echoed, "this is not going to work." Both glared intensely at each other.

"Can't you see that this is a disaster?" They both said once again, glaring harder. Naruto gulped.

"Stop saying everything I say," Sasuke and Sakura retorted at the same time. Naruto cringed as a scarier glare appeared on both faces.

"I hate you," the two uttered, sending off fierce glares that Naruto would later refer to as 'The Evil Glares of Doom.'

* * *

Things were definitely not going the way Sakura had planned.

First, in making this whole deal with the Uchiha, she really thought it would have been a lot easier to destroy the marriage arrangement. But their parents may have just proved to be even more stubborn than them.

Even after the undeniably loud and angry argument she and Sasuke had just displayed for the entire castle (and probably the rest of the Kingdom) to hear, their parents had all agreed to continue with the marriage.

Sakura was running out of ideas. And out of time. Their parents had set the wedding date for three weeks. It was getting harder to make this a disaster.

And to make it worse, her parents had thought of a wonderful idea. Please note the sarcasm here.

Their so-called wonderful idea was to present Sasuke formally to the Earth Council. This was a committee made up of the richest and most powerful men in the Earth Country, and they aided the King in making laws and decisions. And Sakura hated the idea of introducing Sasuke to them almost as much as she hated the council itself.

Sakura had never liked the council. To her, they were only fat old men with greedy fingers and fake smiles. They didn't really do anything to help the people of the country. It seemed to Sakura that their meetings and laws only aided themselves, and not anyone who deserved.

So now Sakura found herself standing before the twelve members of the council, with Sasuke by her side. At the moment, she couldn't decide which was the greater evil.

She and Sasuke had been ordered to behave by their parents. But anyone with at least a smidge of sense could have guessed that something would go wrong. Even Naruto.

Sakura rolled her eyes when she heard her father's voice.

"And you see, council members, we have finally found a suitable marriage arrangement for Princess Sakura. May I introduce, Prince Uchiha Sasuke," King Haruno said, motioning to Sasuke. Sakura couldn't help but smirk when she noticed how Sasuke tried his best to ignore the beady eyes of the council, doing his best to aggravate everyone in the room. They both smirked when Sasuke didn't bother to offer his own greeting.

So quite unusually, they both silently agreed that they did not like the council. Sakura never understood why her father had always trusted them. She certainly didn't.

In between glaring at her father and Sasuke, Sakura took turns glaring at each council member. There was one man, however, who especially disturbed her. He was one of the wealthiest members, but he was also probably the most inclined to eat that extra donut, cookie, and slice of cake. Let's just say he hadn't seen his shoes in years.

And to make him more disgusting, Sakura could feel his eyes roaming all over her. She turned her nose up in disgust before sneering at the man. She couldn't understand how someone could be such a pervert as to openly eye a girl whose Father was just leaving the room and whose betrothed was standing right there.

Speaking of Sasuke, Sakura caught him glaring intensely at the same man. Sakura felt shock as she considered the fact that Sasuke might actually be angry that this sad excuse for a man was eyeing Sakura hungrily. Sakura didn't realize she was staring at Sasuke, trying to read his emotions, until he turned to face her. Sakura just stared into his eyes dumbfounded, just before he smirked and gestured for her to walk in front of him.

The council men were waiting patiently as Sakura was forced to walk forward to find her place at the long table. She didn't notice, however, how Sasuke's foot was subtly yet securely holding the tail of Sakura's long dress against the floor. Sakura hadn't gotten two feet forward when she heard a loud rip.

She turned around abruptly, and upon seeing a long tear in her dress that rose dangerously high, her face turned a shade of red envious of Hinata – who also just so happened not to be there to help her, because she and Naruto had went for a walk in the gardens. Sakura narrowed her eyes at Sasuke, and he innocently sent her a smirk, knowing that embarrassing her was the only way he could truly get to her.

Gathering her pride, and ignoring the way the fat, greasy men surreptitiously eyed her, Sakura walked over to her open chair indignantly. Sasuke walked along side of her, and offering her a genuine look, pulled out her chair.

"I'm so sorry, Princess," Sasuke stated as Sakura sat down. "Let me help you."

It was too late when Sakura saw Sasuke's conniving smirk. Her chair was already pulled out too far, and she had already fallen harshly on her half-exposed backside.

Surpressing a growl, Sakura pulled herself up. Every member of the council was now watching the interaction between Sasuke and herself with anxious, confused stares.

"Did I pull the chair out too far, Princess?" Sasuke mocked. "I'm sorry. I should have been more careful."

Sakura sneered before seating herself. She was so mad she didn't even notice the way her chair creaked ever so slightly, a sure sign that one of the legs was weakening, if not broken.

"No, no, my Prince," Sakura replied through gritted teeth. "I can handle myself, thank you very much." Sasuke rolled his eyes in response, but Sakura didn't miss the way he furtively watched her, trying to plan his next move. Their battle was interrupted when a tall, aging man on the council chuckled uncomfortably, trying to break the awkward silence.

"Well, Prince Uchiha, the council would just like to express our gratitude and faith in this marriage. With the alliance between our two countries, we will be the strongest and safest countries in the world."

Another council member nodded. "Yes, and we also would like to thank you and the Princess for coming to this meeting on such short notice. I trust everything is going well in the marriage plans?"

Sakura was interested in hearing Sasuke's response, that is, until he smirked maliciously at her for a split second.

"Oh, of course," Sasuke began. "Of course, sometimes I do wish I could get more sleep."

Sakura held her breath, knowing that she was not going to like where this conversation was going.

"What do you mean?" another council member asked curiously.

Sasuke grinned uncharacteristically. "Well, you see, Sakura has this abnormally loud snore."

Sakura nearly spit out her water. "W-what?" she stuttered. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, don't be shy, Sakura," Sasuke answered, laying it on thick now. "We're going to be married, after all."

Sakura's mouth was left agape.

"I didn't realize your relationship was so far along," one of the council members said. "Do go on."

Sasuke smirked, and Sakura shook her hands in denial in front of her face. "No, no, it's nothing like that…"

"Well, of course it is. She also drools in her sleep. It's the cutest thing," Sasuke said, smirking all the while. Sakura's face was turning a deeper and deeper red by the second. Then, as if some new thought had occurred to him, Sasuke's eyes lit up in revelation.

"Of, course, that's when we're actually sleeping," Sasuke added suggestively.

That time Sakura did spit out her water, and almost choked, too. She sent him a glare so harsh that anyone else would have been scared for their life, but Sasuke was not fazed. In fact, he was thoroughly amused.

Sakura angrily tried to kick Sasuke's chair, but ended up kicking him hard on his knee cap. Glaring at her, Sasuke kicked her chair lightly, but only a light hit was needed to cause the broken leg on the chair to crack. And so Sakura found herself getting acquainted with the floor once again.

If tears had not been threatening to spill from Sakura's eyes, she might have noticed the worried look in Sasuke's eyes when she fell to the floor.

"Sakura, are you alright?" Sasuke asked, leaning down to help her. Sakura looked up angrily.

"I'm perfectly fine, you jerk," Sakura said, brushing off her torn dress and not bothering to fix her falling-down hairstyle. "And don't pretend to worry about me! You planned for that to happen!"

"I did not!" Sasuke rebutted, his voice rising in anger. "I wouldn't actually want the chair to break! You could have been hurt."

"Oh, yeah, sure, whatever, Sasuke," Sakura gritted out. "Why don't you just drop the act? You've already entertained a bunch of perverted old men with your innuendoes! Which are quite untrue,"

"I'm just upholding my part of the deal, Princess," Sasuke retorted. "We agreed to make sure this ended, right?"

"That did not include ruining my reputation, you asshole!"

"Okay, look, Sakura, calm down, maybe I went too far. But you talk about your reputation as if it was a perfect one," Sasuke added seriously. "You're the one who's constantly cursing. Princesses' shouldn't have such dirty mouths," he smirked.

"And Princes' shouldn't have such dirty thoughts," Sakura snapped back.

"At least I don't sneak out all hours of the night and day," Sasuke stated. "Where exactly do you go, huh, Sakura? Maybe you're not as innocent as we all think. Maybe you're sneaking out to see some guy…"

"Shut up!" Sakura shouted, pushing Sasuke on his shoulder slightly. "You don't know anything about me! So stop making assumptions!"

"Well," Sasuke answered, pressing his knuckles tightly together in order to control his anger, "how would I know anything about you? Everything you do is secret! No one even knows the real you. You hide behind fake smiles and fancy gowns."

"Shut up," Sakura replied. "If you actually mattered to me, then maybe you would know me. But you don't. And you don't let anyone know you, either. Not even Naruto can tell what you're thinking sometimes. You hide behind a stoic exterior, trying to make everyone believe that you don't give a damn about anything or anyone."

And just as Sakura pushed Sasuke's shoulder again, he was caught off balance. As Sasuke fell back and out of the open window behind him, he accidentally caught hold of Sakura's arms. And so they tumbled out of the window together, thankfully only a few feet, into a water fountain.

Both of them came up sputtering, trying to push away from each other. The council members were all watching from the window, too dumb to offer any help.

"I am so going to kill whoever left that window open," Sakura grumbled as she tried to climb out of the fountain.

"Only after I do it first," Sasuke smirked.

They both grinned as a scared council member promptly ran away as fast as his short legs could carry him.


So, that's chapter four. I hope this is at least okay, because as fun as it was to write it, it was a little rushed. But I think I managed okay. The story is getting a bit more complicated, ne?

Please review! It will really encourage me. I really like the next chapter, too. So review if you want it out sooner! =D

Thanks to everyone for reading! Love you guys!

Peace ;)