Dark Clans

Chapter 9

Sakura couldn't believe herself, the feud was ending. Ino quickly made Sakura presentable pulling at her hair and fixing her cloths to make the day old clothing look presentable. She pinched Sakura's cheeks to make them seem rosy and mad Sakura bite at her lips to make it seem like she had rouge on her lips. When Ino felt she had done her job she stood beside Sakura and waited, their hands collapsed behind them.

Sakura's father was the first to arrive. So he arrived in style, a massive precession of fanfare led the way, their followers surrounded him, all dressed to their bests. Lord Haruno, looking as regal as ever stood right in the middle. He looked out among his followers and spotted Sakura. He motioned for her to come to his side.

"I'm dead." Sakura whispered to Ino as she went to her father's side. "Father," she said as she bowed and stood at his side.

"Do I want to know where you were?" he whispered.

"Just a hiccup in my 'grand runaway for an hour' plan, I was fine." She answered back as she smiled and waved to the three suitors that also came with the fanfare. "You still wish me to choose one of them, honestly father; do you know me?"

"You are your mother's daughter, I know that much. I noticed major human activity in the area."

"Don't get mad father, it was just an accident. I was fine for the day. No need to worry."

"I do need to worry when my only child and heir is out gallivanting in the sunlight." His hand incased Sakura's forearm painfully. "Now, smile for the people. We'll have a talk later."

"What are you going to punish me? It should be I who punish you." She pulled her arm away from him, "you went back on our deal."

"The deal has evolved to that arrangement. And now a new one has arisen."

"A new one? What? To end the feud, father have I not made it clear?"

"You have with your little incident." He seethed, "you have angered me, Sakura."

"What I'm not your 'little Cherry Blossom' anymore, father?"

"You still are, but I am very angry with you."

"And you have a right to be, like I have a right to be angry with you. Now what of the new arrangement? I need to know what I shall protest against. I just might need to write down this time's speech."

"This time," her father deeply laughed, "you will have no choice, no reason to decline."

Just as they had arrived, all the clan members and the three suitors retreated to the castle, leaving just Sakura and her father alone at the river to await the Uchihas'. Little did Sakura know it was part of the agreement?

"What?"

"You are engaged, Sakura; to the heir of the Uchiha Clan. Tonight King Uchiha and I sign the engagement scroll and announce it."

"You can't do that." She attempted to pull away but her father held his grip.

"I am your king. I may be your father, but you are first my subject second my child." He nearly shouted. "I was about to decline the offer of marriage, but when I thought over your little stunt last night, I changed my mind."

"You are cold."

Suddenly the air grew cold and the sky darkened even more. From below the waterfall three shining vampires rose above the water, wings and all. They all gracefully made their away to Sakura and Lord Haruno. Sakura made quick assumptions of them.

The king, who stood with his arms crossed and a forever frown on his lips, clearly was sexually abused as a child and therefore is a rock. No one gets in and no one leaves. He was large, impassive; the energy he gave off was that of disgusts. He must have hated himself so he hated everything.

The queen, she supposed, was a very small and beautiful woman. She stood beside her husband, her right hand on his lower back; she looked up at him with loving onyx eyes. Clearly she adored and idolized her husband. She was simply soft and beautiful where he was hard and quite ugly, maybe if he cracked a smile once in a while he'd look better.

The Uchiha heir, he looked like his mother, thank you what ever divine being in floating in the sky. He was tall, slim, and pale. He sported a frown like his father, but the softness of his cheeks and long eyelashes belonged to his mother.

"Lord Haruno." The Uchiha King said a welcoming tone he had not.

"Lord Uchiha."

"I am so pleased you agreed to meet." The Uchiha king walked forward and reached out his hand, Sakura was surprised when her father actually took the opposing hand and shook it.

"Yes, may I present my daughter, Princess Sakura."

Sakura felt her every fiber of her being leave her motionless and numb as the Uchiha king's attention moved to her. His dark eyes almost seemed to size her up. He inspected her face, and if she didn't know any better, he looked directly into her sole and scared the living nightlights out of her. (Get it, nightlights?) She almost had a moment as they looked at one another.

She nearly forgot herself, "Your Majesty." She said humbly as she bowed to him.

"Princess." His larger hand invaded her personal space and grasped her right hand and swiftly brought it to his lips for a quick kiss. "If I may, you are very beautiful. I remember being a young man and hearing of your mother's beauty, I see it has manifested into you."

"Thank you."

The king's eyes darted to her father, "Where is her Majesty? Should she not be here?"

"My mother died sometime ago." Sakura quickly answered.

"I do apologize, on behalf of my husband." The queen interjected.

"It is quite alright," Lord Haruno said, "it is not common knowledge we like to spread. Now down to business."

Sakura pulled away from the king's grasp and moved to stand behind her father. "Father, please, I beg of you?" she whispered.

"Silence." He ordered as he moved to stand toe to toe with the Uchiha King, "I have changed my mind." He started, the two male Uchihas' eyes twinkled with delight, "I Kyo Haruno, King of the Haruno Clan offer my daughter, Princess Sakura in marriage to your son, Itachi Uchiha."

"I Fugaku Uchiha, King of the Uchiha Clan, accept the offer." They smiled and shook hands.

Sasuke was confined to his chambers in the castle. With his little stunt his mother was overly worried and decided to punish him as if he were a small child again, putting him in "time-out", three guards not waited outside his chambers. All the while his father and brother planned the mass murder of the Haruno clan by betrothing an innocent little girl to the cold machine that is his brother.

He almost pitted her. He had no idea who the princess was, but he almost felt sorry.

Not the welcome home he wanted. He had arrived that night anxious for the next two days to be over so he could see his temptress once again. He smelled her all around him. He still tasted her blood on his lips; he still felt her essence in his body. He lay on his bed and groaned; he wanted more of her, not just her blood, but her. She was everything he wasn't, soft, sweet, annoying. Everything about her attracted him to her. Their meting must have been a divine intervention.

He rolled over and tried to find some comfort in his own scent, but it was no use, with her blood still in his system he would crave more. Suddenly he wished he hadn't left her side. He wanted to go back to that cave, keep her there. Make it their home where only they could thrive, where only he could have access to her.

"Damn," he cursed as he fisted his black sheets in his hands. "If her blood wasn't in me I wouldn't be feeling these possessive feeling towards her." He tried to put her out of his head, but there she was.

"I'm not going anywhere, Sasuke." He could hear her say. "I'm in you now. So ha, ha, ha. I can torment you as long as I please!" he moved to rest his cheek against the pillow, her red lips captivated him, they where all he could see.

"Don't,"

"Why not?" she laughed as she walked around his room, "I like it in here."

"Go away,"

"Why, I thought you liked me? Didn't you feel that spark?" she sighed, "I felt it."

"It was just your blood." He lied to himself.

"No," her image started to disappear as his system calmed; her blood was leaving his system, "it was meant to be. Come and meet me in two days. I'll be waiting."

She then disappeared. "Crap."

Sakura stood in silence as she watched her father sign her life away for the sake of the feud. Right now, she wished she was back in that cave, where no one knew where she was. She suddenly had the urge to fly back there and wait for the next two days to pass when she would meet with Sasuke. Was she going to meet with him again? She didn't know.

She just wanted to be far from here, far from them, and with someone that didn't have a secret motive. Sasuke didn't care if she was a princess, he didn't care if she was of marriage age, or the fact that she was as pure as snow. He was Sasuke, and when she was with him for the twenty-four hours, she was Sakura, and the idea of being just herself was intoxicating.

"Done," Her father said as he signed his name in blood. The two men exchanged smug smiled; the queen happily hugged Sakura and kissed her cheeks.

As they left Sakura turned and screamed at the top of her lungs at her father, "HOW DARE YOU! IF MY MOTHER WERE ALIVE SHE'D MURDER YOU HERSELF!"

"If your mother was alive she would be shaking her head at how disrespectful you are being, we raised you better."

"She raised me, while you were off training armies!"

"I was doing what was best for my family." He shouted back, "I gave you control of your life because I was such an absent father, but now I have to do what is right for the clan. You are my heir, you where born for a reason; to submit to me."

"Fuck you then!"

Sakura was surprised when Lord Haruno slapper her right across the cheek, "that language isn't becoming of you."

She glared at him, her cheek reddening, "there are a lot of thing about me that aren't becoming."

Don't hurt me?

My computer was whipped clean over the summer and everything was deleted. But here it is, the next chapter. Please REVIEW and don't kill me?