A/N: Um, yeah, sorry about the incredibly late update. The memory stick where I had saved all of my fanfics stopped working for some reason, so that kinda threw me off course for a few months. Nevertheless, I decided to update, and I wrote, and its a little longer, and a bit more boring, cause I'm kinda wrapping everything up, so I apologize in advance.

This is technically the last chapter, and although there is an epilogue, I'm not entirely sure when I'll have the time to write it.

Inspiration for the chapter: Chapter 3 of this fic. :D

My Pretend Boyfriend

By: Xmarksthespot

Disclaimer: Don't own.

"Are you guys okay?" Sakura asked, facing her family. She merely tossed the unconscious man to the side next to his teammate. Her eyes noticed their surprised faces, except for her grandmother's tired ones. She pulls her lips into a smile. "Good teamwork there, grandma," she softly said. Her hand then raises into the air, palm facing the older woman.

Her grandmother's eyes widen slightly, unsure of how to reciprocate the action. But after seeing Sakura's motioning hand, her mouth turned into a mere line. "You're just like a child," the woman complained, but raises her hand to give her granddaughter a high five, anyway. She immediately turned away, somewhat embarrassed.

For a moment, the pink headed girl was caught off guard, amused by her recent (although, very easy) victory. She smiled along with her family. Nevertheless, she briefly remembered about the scream not too long ago that she heard; her head quickly spun around. "Wait here. If someone suspicious comes, just back off, and call for help if you need to," she told her relatives, dashing in the direction of the scream – she was sure it was Ino's.

She quickly ran to the area, unsure whether she should be worried or not. The rain had stopped, but that might've been merely a distraction. How was she supposed to know if there were others, maybe some who were stronger, roaming the village? But by the time she reached the boarder of the village and the training fields, she ran into her best friend. "I- I heard you scream," she panted. "What happened? Did someone attack you?"

The blue eyed woman looked utterly confused, furrowing her brows at the word "attack". Biting her lip, she frustratingly said, "No, no one attacked me, but guess who I saw clinging onto Shikamaru-kun – I swear, she was all over him! – by the venue?" Before she could let Sakura reply, she answered, "That sand-girl, Temari!"

Sakura furrowed her brows in disbelief, rolling her eyes afterward. She let out an exaggerated sigh, running her fingers through pink locks, and rubbed on her temples; it had been a long day. Upon turning around to find her family, Sakura could see the festival starting up again, as other shinobi were helping to fix the damages done, and alerting to pedestrians that there was nothing going on. She decided to approach one of them.

"Uh, excuse me?" She tapped on their shoulder.

The woman turned around. "Uh, yeah, could you be quick, I got a lot of work here."

Sakura nodded and said, "Yeah, I was just wondering if you know what's been going on here?"

"False alarm," the stranger informed her. "The Hokage alerted all of us through our headsets – I'm surprised you didn't get the message. There are no major attacks. Just a bunch of idiots messing around. I think someone caught them though."

Her lips parted, as she heaved a sigh of relief. "I see, thank you." She turned around to head back to her family who huddled around in an area not too far from the attackers' bodies. At the same time, her fingers fidgeted with the headset wrapped around her ear, still hearing the static sounds that escaped from it. She pulled it away from her ear.

"Sakura, how dare you leave us here with them!" Her cousin exclaimed, pointing to the unconscious men.

The pink headed girl shrugged. "You were a pretty good ninja before, Yuki. You would've been able to take care of them if they woke up. Besides, you have grandma." Sakura gave a grin before she walked over to the piece of cloth laying on the ground. Picking up the material with the Uchiha emblem sewn on, the girl inwardly sulked.

"Stupid jerk," she muttered, and continued to do so incoherently. One hand reached to the back of her head, wrapping the air that was now exposed to the nape of her neck.

"Don't worry, Sakura," a voice said.

Sakura turned around from the view of her parents to see Sasuke. "Sasuke-kun!" She exclaimed, but held onto the cloth securely in her hands so that he couldn't see. Her eyes peered upwards. "Your face..."

"The Hokage healed it."

Sakura let out a giggle, relieved to see that Sasuke's face was no longer covered in bee stings. "She couldn't stand looking at you either, huh?"

The Uchiha's eye twitched in response, turning his head to the side in embarrassment. "Hn. Tsunade and the other Kages are dealing with the situation right now, and there should be some people coming right now to take those guys away."

He walked over so that he was standing next to the girl, and carefully took the kimono's ripped pieces from her hand. "I can get you a new one. Don't worry about this."

She frowned. "But I want this one, Sasuke-kun!" She whined. "It was my first one." Her voice imitated a child's as she continued to stare at him with widened eyes and pouted lips.

"Aa, fine," Sasuke replied, shaking Sakura's hold off his arms. "I'll sew it up later tonight."

Immediately, Sasuke cursed at his words and Sakura looked at him questioningly.

"You sew?" She blurted surprisingly. She looked over to see her family, who obviously were eavesdropping; they also were shocked. "He sews," she told them, pointing at the Uchiha. "My boyfriend – fiancé – sews, and I don't even own thread." She looked back at him. "That's not right."

She could hear her cousin giggling, but ignored it.

"Please don't tell me you iron your clothes too?" Sakura asked, but when she received no reply, her mouth dropped open, and decided to walk off.

"Sakura," Sasuke called out, but she didn't turn back. "Hn, come back. This doesn't make you any less of a woman. Hey, are you listening to me?"

XxXx

"I'll get it!"

Sakura quickly rushed over to the door when it rang, making flapping noises with her bunny slippers. She jumped over the suitcases that laid out on the floor, since her relatives were leaving the next morning (it had been a few days after the festival).

When she opened it, Sasuke was revealed, holding a bouquet of flowers.

"Hn," the man grunted. "Courtesy of Ino, and Naruto. Again – I'm not the type to bring...these things." He tried to explain, and passed the flowers to Sakura.

Sakura nodded, turning her head to the side to see Ino and Naruto, whispering and giggling behind the bushes. She let out a sigh. "You'd think they'd get over this," she said, but when she saw the two blondes making hand motions, telling her to kiss him, she obeyed and did so.

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "So are you going to let me in and face your family, or what?"

The rosette smiled, and moved to the side so that he could enter. Her palms began to grow sweaty, however, the moment Sasuke took off his shoes. She had a feeling that her family would just be as intense with the questions as they were the last time Sasuke was over for dinner, and this time, she was also certain that the Uchiha didn't have any responses planned out.

Quickly, Sakura closed her eyes and muttered a prayer, wishing the best of luck for Sasuke.

"Sakura, come on. Dinner's starting!"

"Coming!"

XxXx

The Harunos' and the Uchiha ate in silence, though Sasuke could tell that all eyes were aimed at him.

Sasuke was still polite as ever, pulling out the chair for his future mother-in-law, and wasn't messy when he ate.

Sakura was still amazed at this, but was also fixating on her father's intense stare.

Suddenly, said man cleared his throat, penetrating through the silence. "So, Sasuke Uchiha..." he began. "You expect me to just hand over my daughter to you... when not once did you ask me for permission to marry her." His eyes subtly leered towards his daughter when he heard her gulp, but when straight back to Sasuke's stoic face.

"Aa," Sasuke replied, pausing for a moment to come up with his response, "I apologize for the sudden turn of events, and the truth was, I wasn't really expecting to propose to her this quickly –"

"So you were thinking about it?" Sakura's uncle quickly said. "You were thinking about marrying her even when you knew it was too soon? It's what you said."

Sasuke's lips parted for a second, before he replied, "Well, the thing is –"

"You were with her for less than a month and yet you were already thinking about marriage... You guys weren't even a real couple half the time... Do you know what that says about your character, Sasuke?" It was Sakura's mother who chirped in this time. Nevertheless, the smile on her face following that clearly showed that she had already accepted the Uchiha.

Sasuke inhaled through his nose before opening his mouth again. "No, I was not thinking about marriage when I was dating her, or pretending to be dating her. However, because of some circumstances that happened – "

There was a moment when one of the members of Sakura's family tried to speak up, but Sasuke didn't allow himself to be interrupted again (Sakura was flabbergasted at the number of actual words that Sasuke was using in such a short period of time), " – I decided that because I am in love with Sakura, and she feels the same way towards me, that we should be engaged."

Yuki looked up from her plate. "What type of circumstances, Sasuke?"

Sakura waved her hands in the air to stop the questions. "You know what, it doesn't even matter. The point is, I am happy, and you should be too. Right?"

Her parents thought for a moment, and finally they agreed. But her family was still persistent, as her father asked, "Is she pregnant?"

Sakura interrupted. "What? Dad, no!"

"Let the boy speak, dear."

Sasuke uncomfortably sat up straight from his seat, disliking the dry taste in his mouth. Finally, he replied, "I wouldn't think so considering we haven't done anything," he promptly left out the word 'yet'.

"Hmm..." Her father reasoned, "good answer."

The silence left rather quickly, however, as Sakura's aunt spoke up this time.

"Now work wise, are you planning to support her with your income as a ninja?"

"...Aa."

"Well, then do you realize that along with her hospital shifts, she has more jobs than you?"

"Aa, and I am going to make sure she is happy and not work so much because I know how tiring her shifts can be and because her role as my wife should not stand in the way of her life," he paused, possibly exhausted because he had reached his limit in the number of words he could say per night. "And I plan to work just as hard, if not, harder to support her and make her happy," he added.

The adults nodded, and were most likely thinking of another question.

Her father quickly finished the food off his plate, swallowing hurriedly before saying, "That was another good answer, Sasuke. It's almost as if you rehearsed this." Before Sasuke or Sakura could say anything out of that, he continued, "Now, hypothetically, if my wife and I were to move – because we are considering this – to my mother's and brother's village, how often would you visit us?"

The raven haired man sat in silence, often looking over towards Sakura in search of an answer. Finally, after receiving no answer, he said, "We would visit whenever we can, sir."

Content, they finished dinner happily, and Sasuke stood up, helping Sakura and her mother with the dishes. His eyes slowly turned to the side, however, noticing that her grandmother had been awfully quiet all night. He ignored it. Besides, he managed to hook in the majority of Sakura's family that night.

" I think us men should leave you guys and go have a beer or something," her father said, getting up. "You coming, Uchiha?" The tone in his voice hinted that Sasuke should get up.

"Aa," Sasuke responded, getting up from his seat. He threw Sakura a look, wondering if she knew what her father and uncle were up to

She shrugged, only knowing that the male figures in her family had more questions to ask him.

XxXx

"Hn, Mr. Haruno," Sasuke spoke up, following the two older men, "I was wondering where you're taking me?" His hands were shoved in his pockets as his eyes scanned the area – he wasn't too familiar with the area.

The older man looked back at him, and grinned slyly. "Please, call me dad. After all, you're marrying my daughter, right?"

Sasuke stared directly at him, but didn't say anything. He continued to move his eyes from side to side, in search for any familiar buildings. But there wasn't. It was a dark and suspicious looking area with few men roaming the streets and many empty alcoholic bottles lying on the floors. Surely the Haruno's didn't hire an assassin to kill him, right?

"We're here," stated Sakura's uncle.

The Uchiha looked up, and his eyes widened. From the entrance, he could see Naruto's head as well as a few others through the window. The neon signs were blinding, and the music was nauseating.

"Think of it as an early bachelor party."

"What?" Before Sasuke could say anything further, he felt a slight push from the two men behind him, forcing him to enter the building where he was greeted by several others – obviously Kakashi was early on purpose.

"I'd rather not –"

"Teme! Come on, there's a few girls here waiting for you!"

"We're going to get drunk tonight!"

"Here are your dollar bills!"

XxXx

Sakura timidly looked at her grandma, eating her mother's dessert in the meantime. "So... now that we had a real dinner with him, what did you think?" She began, stretching her arms out.

Yuki rolled her eyes. "Well obviously we like him. I actually don't see a point to this dinner anyway."

Her mother and aunt nodded agreeably, but Sakura focused her attention to her grandma.

The old woman sighed, pressing her bright red lips together, and tucked silver strands of hair behind her ear. Following that, she crossed her arms and looked back up at her granddaughter, knowing that the patient girl had been waiting for her to talk all night. Finally, she managed to pull her lips upwards.

"Even if he is a ninja, and even if you are one too..." She began, and sighed before saying, "I'm content with whatever you do as long as it makes you happy."

The kunoichi gave a bright smile. "Thanks."

"Also," her grandmother said, "apologize to him for me. For before -- what I've said in the past. I don't think I'll get a chance tonight to tell him."

Sakura nodded. "Yeah, of course."

XxXx

"I'm leaving."

The blond next to him quickly dragged the Uchiha by the hem of his shirt. "You haven't even been in here for ten seconds yet, teme! It's your bachelor party. Do you know how long it took for me and Kakashi-sensei to convince Sakura's dad to bring you here tonight?"

Sasuke growled. "Gee, thanks," he said sarcastically. He looked up from the glass table that sat in front of him, to see several women dancing on the stages. Quickly shutting his eyes from the view, he muttered incoherent curses to himself. "Go do whatever you want. I'm fine with sitting here." He leaned back on his seat, grabbing a drink in the process and continued to stare at the floors.

Releasing a sigh from his lips, Naruto eventually gave up and joined the others nearby at the stage.

"Aren't you going to join them?" It was Sakura's father.

"Hn."

The man sat down next to Sasuke, grabbing a beer and gulping half of the drink down his throat. "Is it because I'm here?"

Without thinking, Sasuke immediately said, "No." He could feel the older man grin.

"This is supposed to be a bachelor party, and yet it seems your friends are the ones who are enjoying it.".

Sasuke didn't speak up, and his fingers gripped tightly around the bottle. He was continuously reminded by the setting the reason why he proposed to Sakura so quickly in the first place. He never liked places like these, degrading women to their lowest points, and exposing men's weaknesses. He brought the bottle to his lips again, ignoring the loud music and the chatter in the background. He never wanted Sakura to come to a place like this.

"Take good care of Sakura, okay?

"Aa," the Uchiha merely said, getting up. Before anyone could stop him, he left the building.

XxXx

She quickly opened the door when she heard the doorbell ring. She wrinkled her nose at the smell coming from him. "Where did you go? You reek!" She teased, but placed her lips on his anyway.

"Your father and uncle took me out for a few drinks," Sasuke replied. His eyes drooped low, gazing back at Sakura's green ones; clearly, he was exhausted.

The girl led him out of her house, and the two sat on the porch. She let his head lean on her shoulders. "Is there something you want to say, honey?" She grinned again, noticing his flinch at the nickname.

His head perked up, and despite the alcoholic smell coming from his mouth, he leaned in. "I'm glad your family came, and I'm glad you kissed me."

Sakura smiled, nodded in agreement. "My grandma says she likes you, by the way." Even in the night sky, she could see him smirking. "Of course, I like you more."

Suddenly, their lips met, and it wasn't until Sasuke pulled away, that he said, "I'm glad you're going to be my real wife soon, Sakura."

"Me too, Sasuke-kun."

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Fin.

A/N: I'd just like to say, thank you for all of your reviews, author favorites, favorite story, and story alerts. All of them meant everything to me! Of course, there is still one chapter left (the epilogue), and it won't be as long as this, but I'll still try to write it and post it as quickly as I can.

I know this chapter isn't as funny as the earlier chapters, but all the support you give me is still great!

P.S. I posted this chapter as soon as I finished typing it, so I apologize if there are a lot of errors!

Please review! :D