Chapter Twenty-Eight

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"If that's the game that you're playing at, then please, get your ass out of here." Sasuke's grandma looked like a female tiger crouched down on its belly, paws ready to strike at the incoming threat towards her cubs.

Both female Uchihas watched as her vibrant emerald eyes darken and narrow. "With all due respect ma'am, but please don't go around labeling me as some tramp that's trying to screw your grandson around. If you're looking for those girls then please come to our school and I'll assure you, you'll find one there. But let me tell you, I grew up as a poor girl waiting and busting tables at a coffee house. I work hard for my money. Any money that I don't own by my own hands, blood, sweat, and tears is not mine. And I'm not that desperate to go through the joy of dealing with an egoistic-jerk-of-a-bastard you call your grandson. But…," Sakura sighed, taking a breath since the moment she opened her mouth. A sliver of a smile graced her lips as she said, "I do love that grandson of yours very much."

Granny leaned back in her chair and looked at the rosette with guarded eyes. Eyeing the girl down, "That's quite an act you put up there. Quite impressive, darling." Mikoto glanced between the two and sighed. At the rate that they were going, the only girl that could deal with her son was going to be chased away in less than a minute. "What makes you think that I would trust your words? Now that you brought up that you're a poor girl, which just makes me believe even more that you're just in this to screw my grandson around."

"I'm not though…," the words left her lips in a small whisper. "You have no idea how my heart races when I see him. And the way he smirks just causes the butterflies in my stomach to go crazy. Then, when her kisses me… I swear it could warm my toes even on a cold winter day." Stopping for a moment, she looked at Granny dead in the eyes. Knowing that the next thing she was going to say was going to catch her attention. Sakura even bet that it was what the old lady was waiting to hear all night. "But do you know what I hate about him so much?" Sakura asked, earning two strange looks from the women in front of her.

"It's not his crappy attitude or enormous pride. It's the feeling he leaves when he's not there. The sick feeling of emptiness and loneliness… it drives me insane. Like how can someone mean so much to you? That's when I realize that I'm absolutely, no doubt in love with Uchiha Sasuke. And my only moment of revenge on the feeling he leaves behind is when he has to deal with the same thing when I'm away."

"Well, it seems that you've put a lot of time into this. Since it seems that it's appropriate for me to follow this script you've planned, I'll play along." Granny commented. Sakura didn't even bother to hold in her frustrated sigh. It was completely useless. Anything that she said was marked as an act. Now she could see where Sasuke got his stubbornness and attitude from. "How do you know he feels the same way?"

"Oh, I know." Sakura couldn't help but turn around in her seat and look at her love, who was across the room talking to his dad. She smiled, staring at him, she said, "He gets all grumpy, even more than usual when I'm away. Then when I come back he's still the same until I'm in his arms. Funny thing is that he actually even whines about it. Whining? Sasuke? Never in my life would I think I would live to see the day that the Uchiha Sasuke whine."

"Which is all the more why you should pull out before you damage my grandson's heart."

Sakura turned and face the old lady whom Sasuke called his granny. It may have been too soon to label her but she had enough. The lady was bitter to the core. Was it so wrong to fall in love with her grandson? If it was, then Sakura demanded to see the forbidden law. For the love of Kami, it was the twenty-first century not the Romeo and Juliet era. Her eyes burned with unshed tears. The bitter woman in front of her turned into a blurry blob. Smiling bitterly, she managed to choke out, "Since this all act to you and that's all you believe in then I think it's appropriate to say that… I'm in too deep. I don't think… I can pull out. Sasuke has my heart in the palm of his hand."

"And I wouldn't want you to pull out." Sakura felt a pair of warm, strong hands land on her shoulders. Looking up, through her film of tears she saw Sasuke smile down at her. Placing a thumb under her eyes, he caught a tear stuck in between her lashes. "Hn. Talking to Granny can't be that bad, Sakura."

The girl was silent. Sasuke looked at the three women in front of him, whom were all important to him. He came in on the middle of the conversation so he didn't have a clue at what was going on. But something happen though, he was sure of it. Sakura didn't ever cry without a reason.

Stammering, Sakura faked a smile. "… Oh, it's not. I just got caught up in the moment." Giggling, she added to be safe, "You know me."

Sasuke sighed, gazing at her. Caught up in the moment? The moment he came by Sakura seemed like she was about to burst into tears at the sight of him. "Then knock it off with the fake smile, Sakura. You know it doesn't look good on you." He rubbed the girl's shoulder, an attempt at calming her down. And it seemed to work since her hiccups of a cry died down to a soft sniffle. "Did you get to show them the ring?"

"Ring?" Mikoto and Granny gasped.

"I'm taking that as a no." Sasuke smirked, sitting down. Taking her left hand in his, he raised it up.

Mikoto giggled like a schoolgirl at the sight of the shiny diamond on Sakura's hand. Covering her mouth with her hands, she smiled. "Oh, Sasuke, it's beautiful!" Taking Sakura's hand, she smacked her son's shoulder. "Why didn't I know this?"

"Thought I would keep it a secret." Sasuke shrugged his shoulders, his gaze on Sakura, smiling.

Granny on the other hand was slightly on the mortified side. Her grandson actually proposed to the girl. Even before she even got to put an input in it? Why? Was the girl that special? Pushing down her discomfort, she said, "Oh... congratulations."

"Granny, you don't seem too happy." Sasuke said.

And then it clicked. Glancing at Sakura out of the corner of his eyes, he caught onto the reason why behind her tears. Smirking, he whispered to Granny. "Don't worry too much, Granny. I assure you that she's no tramp and this isn't just some silly high school romance."

Her eyes widen at her grandson's comment. So the girl was telling the truth… Somehow, she felt her heart plummet to her stomach. No wonder, the act seemed so real… because it wasn't an act at all. She watched as Sasuke sling an arm around the rosette's shoulder and gave her shoulder a squeeze. Her grandson smiled at her and kissed her forehead. Instantly, a smile spread onto Sakura's features. Granny let out a sigh, she had the situation all jumbled up. The girl was a keeper from the start.

Deciding that it was time to mop up the girl's tears, Granny called for her, "Sakura."

Sakura tightened her grip onto Sasuke's hand. She could feel her hands becoming sweatier and sweatier by the passing seconds. She locked her eyes on Granny. The air around Granny was still serious, it was all tense and stuff. The glare she had since the beginning of the conversation was still there. But then, the corners of her lips began to curl upwards, and her next question caused Sakura to flush bright, tomato red, "So… when will I be expecting cute little pink-haired, green eyed great-grandkids?"


"WHAT?!" A certain loudmouth blond's shrill voice echoed throughout the whole store. Several customers, especially the ones on the dressing rooms poked their heads out and gave her a dirty look. Ino quickly bowed her head and mouthed an apology. Lowering her voice, she grabbed Sakura's shoulders, "What do you mean her hasn't asked you yet?"

"Exactly that." Sakura rolled her emerald orbs. Glancing at her reflection in the mirror, she bit her lips. "So... how about this dress?"

"No," the four girls automatically replied. Sighing, Sakura went back into the dressing room.

"Hey, wait up! We have a more important issues than finding a dress right now. If Sasuke doesn't ask you, there wouldn't even be a reason to find a dress tonight." Ino said, before exclaiming and flailing her arms in the air, "Forehead, prom is like TOMORROW!"

"Which means Uchiha has just a little more than 24 hours to ask you to prom," Tenten commented.

Temari nodded, "Yeah girl. I know you two are between something more than boyfriend and girlfriend or engaged, some crap like that, but we're looking and talking about prom here. It's like the last thing in life before a wedding. That's a bit far fetch in comparison but still."

"Here, just look at this, Forehead." Ino began to explain. "If Tenten and Temari are willing to spend a full week looking for dresses, which they loath... then this is really important." Sighing, she grasped Sakura's hand. Looking at her in the eye, she brushed a pink lock out of Sakura's face. "In a lifetime, you only get four homecomings, a few dances or formals here and there, one prom, one graduation - wait two if you count college, and one wedding that's yours."

It was then that Hinata came up behind her and held Sakura's hands with Ino. "And we already wasted our four homecomings..."

"A couple dances and formals too...," added Tenten as she too came into the holding hands action. The three girls aside from Sakura looked over at Temari, who sighed, but never less came into the gathering. Holding Sakura's hands, she said lastly, "And our one shot at prom is in 24 hours."

Sakura looked at all of the girls and smiled. "I know guys, I know. Don't worry, he'll ask."

"What if he doesn't?" Ino questioned, raising her eyebrows.

Settling into a serious tone, Sakura said with a straight face that Sasuke would have been so proud of..., "He can suck my dick."

After a moment, all five girls were left clutching their stomachs and laughing 'til no tomorrow.

Wiping a tear away, she said, "Did it ever occur to you that girls say that more than guys? That's just ridiculous."

"So!" The girls chorused as the laughing continued.

Soon the laughter began to die down to where they were back in business with finding they're dresses. Halfway through another round of dresses, Sakura came out in a stunning Tiffany blue dress. She stepped onto the square platform and stared back at her reflection in the mirror.

It was a simple but equally gorgeous sweetheart neckline dress that showed off her shoulders and neck with the strapless design. At the waist, there was an elaborate gem pattern in rows of fives. Then the dress flared out just a bit from the waist down.

"And I still don't understand how that bastard hasn't asked you to prom yet, Sakura-chan. Because honestly... you look smoking hot in that dress." Naruto said as she snaked his arms around Hinata's waist from behind.

"N-Naruto-kun...!" Hinata blushed feverishly.

"Exactly my point!" Ino exclaimed loudly. "He's fucking crazy for all I know."

Sakura awkwardly cleared her throat in the middle of Ino's rant, saying, "You do realize that you're talking in front of his girlfriend, right?"

"Hn. I would prefer fiancee." The said boy commented as he entered into the waiting room, glancing at Sakura. But then his eyes flicked over to the loudmouth blondes. "And he's also right here."

Ino looked away guilty while Naruto scratched the back of his neck sheepishly.

The young Uchiha walked passed all of them and placed his hands on her shoulders. Eyeing her up and down, he grunted. "You look alright."

All of the girls in the room gasped as Sakura frowned. She glared at his reflection in the mirror, fuming.

The rosette turned around, all wrapped up in a ball of fury. She was ready to snap. "I look alright? Alright? ALRIGHT?" Grabbing onto the front of his shirt, she yanked him down to meet her at eye level. In a dangerous low, menacing voice, Sakura hissed, "Well pardon me, Uchiha. But to me, I look fucking gorgeous. Okay? I look fucking gorgeous. So don't give me any of this bullshit. I assure you that I can go strutting down the aisle of this store and I can get any guy to fall to his knees with this dress. So you better shut the hell up or else you're not going to have a prom date tomorrow."

Sasuke smirked, "Who said I ever asked you?"

"Come again?" Her emerald eyes narrowed into slits, she couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"I can ask any girl I want, who says it has to be you?"

"Excuse me?"

Oh, she was furious. Sasuke could tell which caused his smirk to widen. "Hn. You heard me."

"Oh, I heard you, alright. But I hope I was mistaken." Sakura retorted hotly. "I don't fucking care about who the hell you are but the Uchiha Sasuke I know that night he purposed to me wasn't this asshole in front of me right now." To prove her point, she punched him hard in the stomach, "So snap out of it because I want... my Chicken-ass back."

The rosette quickly wiped away her tears and left to change. Within a moment, she was out and gone, leaving the dress back on the rack.

Immediately, he had five glares sent his way.

"Alright, Uchiha, explain yourself." Ino slammed him against the wall with a glare.

"Yeah, Teme!" Naruto growled. "And it better be a good one too."

Sighing, he rolled his eyes. Looking at them, he began, "So here's the plan..."


"Who the hell does he think he is?" Sakura slammed her purse down on her kitchen table, fuming. Mimicking his voice, "You look alright." Yanking the freezer door open, Sakura grabbed the pint of ice cream and proceeded to pick up a spoon on the way out. "Oh, shut up! I looked fucking gorgeous! The nerve of that Uchiha. He makes me so fucking mad sometimes. That stupid jerk!"

After flipping through so many channels, Sakura finally found one and threw he remote away. While doing this, her eyes caught sight of the sparkly object on her left hand. Raising it up to the ceiling, she leaned her head back and gazed at the diamond ring on her finger.

Her eyes followed the intricate design of the band, it was an infinity band glittering in rows of small diamonds, Then sitting in the middle was the biggest diamond of them all with another ring of small diamonds surrounding it. Sometimes when Sakura would look at the ring, a warm feeling would blossom in her chest. Which was what was exactly happening right now. The longer her eyes lingered on the ring, the anger that was boiling her blood was slowly residing.

Sighing, the rosette closed her eyes. "He's a pain in the ass but... that doesn't mean that I don't love him."


"... are you guys in?"

"Of course! Forehead, is going to love this!"

"Hn... let's just hope so."

"Uchiha, she's like head over heels for you. Not mention you're already engaged. What's left it there to not like this? This has to be the most romantic thing ever."

"Alright, let's do this! Sakura-chan is going to be blown away. Believe it!"


Sakura woke up to the sound Ino's heels clicking obnoxiously loud on her floors. Digging her head farther into her pillow, she groaned, "What the hell are you doing here, Pig?"

"To get your mopey self up and ready for prom, duh!" Ino replied as she yanked the curtains of Sakura's room opened and opening the blinds, letting the girl soak in the mid-morning sunshine. Turning around, she frowned in disappoint at the sight of Sakura snuggled deep underneath her comforter. "Hey, get up!" Grasping onto the comforter, she pulled it away and dropped it on the floor, leaving Sakura to shiver at the morning chills. "Come on, Forehead. We don't have time for this. We're running on a schedule here. Chop, chop."

Sakura groaned as she felt Ino tugged her out of bed and shoved her in the bathroom. Another set of chills traveled through her body as her feet touched the cool tiles of the bathroom's floor. Just as she turned the faucet on, a set of clothes was thrown directly at her face, courtesy of Ino. "Hurry up and get ready. We have to leave soon, the limo's waiting for us."

'Limo?' Sakura thought groggily. Not bothering to dwell on it too much, she began to brush her teeth.

By the time it was 9am, Sakura was fresh and wake, dressed in a simple white sundress. Immediately, Ino took her by the arm and had her out the door in a second. The rosette barely had time to grab her purse and shoes.

Sakura looked at the blond in an odd manner, the girl was literally bouncing up and down in her shoes. She merely raised a single pink eyebrow at her and brushed it off as "prom fever". The moment the elevator doors dinged open, Sakura was dragged across the lobby and shoved into a limo, with Kenji as their driver.

"Kenji?" Sakura gaped. Looking at Ino, she asked, "Why is Sasuke's butler driving us?"

"Don't worry about it, Miss." Kenji smiled at her through the rear-view mirror. Before she knew it, Kenji started the engine and began driving.

Smiling, Ino handed her a navy blue envelope.

"What...?" Sakura muttered as she looked at Ino. Slowly, she opened it. Inside, she found a handwritten letter.

Dear Sakura,

In order to show you my guiltiness of yesterday's actions... how does a scavenger hunt sound to you? Kenji will drive you and Ino to the next place where you'll receive another note.

There's some rules though: You are not allowed to use your phone or anyone else's phone to contact anyone, or post anything on any social media, etc. And remember to read letter out loud and have someone record it.

Meanwhile, sit back and enjoy the ride.

Love, Sasuke

Sakura sat back and gaped at the note in her hand, "What...?"

Putting away her phone after recording Sakura's priceless expression, Ino giggled. "Don't fret about it too much, you'll see. Like he said, just sit back...," she leaned back in her seat, "and enjoy the ride."

The rosette averted her attention out of the window and watched as the scerney changed from buildings to trees then to a park then back to buildings once again. By the time Kenji stopped the car, they were outside in front of a nail salon.

Stepping inside the store, the scent of nail polish and flowers hit her nose. Emerald eyes widen in shock at the sight of Hinata in front of her. In her pale hands, she held a navy blue envelope just like the one that Ino had given her earlier. "H-Hello S-Sakura-chan."

She went in for a hug and greeted her back. "Hey, Hinata."

Immediately, the dark-haired girl had her phone out and recording. Smiling, she urged Sakura to open the letter and read it. "O-pen it, Sakura-chan."

I really don't understand how you girls like getting your nails done. Doesn't the stench of chemicals bother you? Hn, like I would know. That's probably the reason why Ino is the way that she is. The chemicals got to her brain. But it seems appropriate to get your nails done today, hn? So treat yourself and the girls to a manicure.

"Appropriate?" Sakura echoed. Sighing she questioned, "Okay, what is really going on here?"

"We're getting our nails done, what does it look like, Forehead?" Ino commented like it was the most obvious thing ever. Sitting down in one of the chairs, she had one of the workers begin filing her nails. Hinata was already getting her cuticles cut and fixed.

Hesitantly, Sakura slid into one of the leather chairs and handed the worker her hand. Through her cloth mask, the girl asked, "What kind of design would you like?"

"French tipped," Sakura replied back after a moment of thinking.

A comfortable silenced filled the salon aside from the calming sound of the water fountain in the background. Glancing at the two girls whom she called her best friends, Sakura decided to do as Sasuke told her and sit back and relax for the second time today. Sakura closed her eyes and allowed the sweet tones coming from the radio to lull her to sleep. In the mist of doing so, she heard bits of Hinata's and Ino's conversation here and there.

Currently, Ino was asking Hinata how she was asked to prom.

"M-me...?" Hinata stammered, flushing slightly.

"Yeah, how did Naruto ask you to prom?" Ino asked. Laughing, she said, "Was it cliche or was it cheesy?"

"... w-well... it w-was Naruto-kun...," Sakura could hear the smile in her soft, timid voice. Whatever Naruto did, sure did capture our dear Hinata's heart. "H-he was all n-nervous that d-day... but he t-took me to Ichiraku Ramen f-for d-dinner. It w-was kind of c-cute. He was f-fidgety and s-sweating. W-we ordered our r-ramen and talked just like o-old times. Then w-when the food c-came out, Naruto-kun didn't d-dive into his ramen like u-usual which was weird but then I f-found out why. T-there in the c-center of the bowl of r-ramen was the w-words 'PROM?' written o-out in bits and p-pieces of vegetables."

Hinata took a break as Ino sighed breathlessly, awed. It was indeed very Naruto like.

"A-and then when I l-looked at him...," Hinata continued. "He w-was down on his knees h-holding out a bouquet of f-flowers asking me if I w-would be his d-date to prom. And I s-said yes."

"Oh my gosh, that was so sweet!" Ino gushed. Smacking Sakura's shoulders, she exclaimed, "Did you hear that, Forehead? Wow. Who would have thought that idiot could pull something off like that. Very cute. I envy you girl!"

Hinata blushed, stuttering, "It w-wasn't that b-big. I bet K-Kiba did s-something g-grander."

Ino sighed, with a pout, "It was a classic. He did the good ole Romeo and Juliet style. He asked me under my balcony with a bouquet of roses. Rose petals and candles were littered all over my garden."

Sakura merely rolled her eyes at the girl. What more can a girl ask from the guy. Jeez. "At least you got asked, Pig. I'm still in the waiting line of 'hey-I-still-need-a-prom-date-because-my-boyfriend -is-a-jerk-and-he-wouldn't-ask-me.'"

"Oh, chill girl." Now it was Ino's turn to roll her eyes. "He'll ask."

"Sure, whatever you say, Pig." Sakura drawled out.

Once their nails were done and dried, Ino and Hinata had Sakura back in the limo off to the next destination. Sakura was kind of surprised by the next stop. A restaurant?

"Ichiraku Ramen?" Sakura turned around and faced the girls.

"Lunch." Ino replied. Scoffing, "What makes you think I'm going to continue with this thing on an empty stomach."

Before she knew it, Ino had her settled down in a booth with a bowl of ramen hot and ready in front of her. But that wasn't the only thing that Ino managed to whip together. Just moments after sitting down, Tenten and Temari popped out of nowhere to enjoy lunch with them.

Smirking, Temari handed her another navy envelope. "I believe you'll be needing this."

With her phone positioned and ready, Tenten smiled, saying, "And action!"

Because of the Pig's constant rambling and whining, why don't you and the girls sit down and enjoy lunch. Like Ino said, you can't continue this on an empty stomach. So sit down and enjoy what Konoha's best known for.

Pouting, Ino grounded out, "I'm not that much of a pig."

The girls let out a round of laughter as they began to dig in.

No more than an hour later, Sakura was yet again, whisked away and sent off in the limo. Except this time, Tenten and Temari joined the group. It was then that Sakura decided to knock some answers out of these girls.

"Alright, seriously. What's the deal with this scavenger hunt?"

"You got nothing to worry about, Forehead. Relax." Ino said as she asked Kenji to turn on some music. "It's just a little fun before prom. Kind of like a bridal shower before a wedding. Nothing too big."

"Nothing too big my ass." Sakura mumbled hotly earning a laugh or two from the girls.

"Speaking of a pain in the ass," Tenten commented. Eyeing Sakura with a sly smile, "So I heard you got to meet Granny. Oh, what fun. How did it go?"

Groaning, Sakura slumped her head against the tinted windows of the limo. "That lady is bitter."

Laughing, Tenten said, "Oh, we know."

"Huh?"

"Let me guess, the old bat labeled you as a tramp and stuck to everything you said was an act?"

Sakura eyes widened, "Yes..."

"No matter what you said, she still didn't believe you?"

"Yes..."

"Kind of a bitch?"

"YES!" Sakura exclaimed, nodding furiously. But then she frowned, "Wait... how do you know this?"

"Well," Tenten began gesturing to all of the girls present in the car, "we're all veterans."

Laughing, Sakura looked at them incredulously, "What? You guys have to be kidding..." Looking the girls faced, her laughing faltered, "...wait you're not."

"Nope." Tenten said. "We've been over at Sasuke's houses plenty of times for family business and events and stuff with the boys, so we all met Granny once or twice. And let's just say... we don't really get off on the right foot."

In the driver's seat, Kenji spoke up, "Not to be rude or anything, Misses. But Lady Uchiha doesn't mean harm in anyway. She's just very... cautious of the girls her grandson picks up. She doesn't want her grandsons to be... broken in away if one could say. She's very protective of them. She's been like this ever since the late Master Uchiha passed away."

With that, it silenced the girls. For the rest of the car ride, the girls were pushed into a moment of silence. Although Granny was quite bitter in her way, they couldn't help for feel guilty for what they said. The old lady really didn't mean any harm like Kenji said, she was just looking after her grandsons... just like any regular old grandmother. By the time Kenji had parked the car, Sakura looked out the window to find herself in front of dress boutique they stopped at least night.

"Oh, don't just stand there. girl. What else do you expect? There's no way I'm letting you go to prom in that cheap white sundress." Ino rolled her eyes. "Come one. I think that dress you tried on last night is still available."

Sakura gasped as the girls shoved her into the store and dragged her to the dressing room. Ino quickly stopped one of the workers there and pulled her aside, whispering, "We're here for the dress reserved under Uchiha."

'Uchiha? Why is it reserved under Sasuke's name?' Sakura frowned, deep in thought. But her train of thoughts were cut short as Ino came back and shoved the dress into her hands. Clapping her hands, Ino ushered her into an empty dressing room. "Hurry up and change, Forehead! We're running a bit behind on schedule. Let's go."

Stripping of her old clothes, Sakura wiggled into her dress with some difficulties. But she got it on never less. Balling up her old clothes in her hand, she hiked up her dress and stepped out into the waiting room where rounds of gasps and awes greeted her.

"And you still look beautiful." Ino whispered not before adding, "Lucky bitch."

"Oh, shush, Pig." Sakura said looking down at her gown. It was beautiful though.

"And that's my baby girl!" A voice behind the girls popped out and said. The women with the identical odd hair colored that matched Sakura's jumped out and covered her mouth with her hands, gasping with tears in her eyes. "Oh... you look so... beautiful."

"Okaa-san...," Sakura mumbled as she went in to hug her mother. And of course, mama had a navy envelope for her too.

Wiping away her tears, she looked at Ino, "Ready?"

Okay... I am not that crazy to say that you look "alright" in this dress. You look beautiful, Sakura. Trust me on this one, you do. Since you're already here, why don't you grab that dress and some shoes and whatever else a girl needs for prom. Hn, like I would know. And I assure that I am not gay. So no Naruto, I am quite straight. Be quick though, in an hour, the girls will ave you off and away to get your makeup and hair done.

Laughing with tears in her eyes, she managed to blab out, "Is he doing what I think he's doing?"

"Hmmm? I have no clue what you're talking about, Forehead." Ino winked at her. "But... I do know that we have some serious shopping to do before we leave this place."

The next hour was a hurricane of shoes, dresses, and jewelry. Sakura was flocked with shoes upon shoes, the girls were determined to find the perfect one for her while the moms were off looking at the jewelries. The girls and their moms were teamed with the single goal to make the rosette a princess that even Cinderella would have been jealous of. In the end, Sakura stood on the platform with a simple pair of silver heels and diamond stud earrings; beauty to the simplest form. She twirled around on the platform staring in awe at her reflection and at the girls all dolled up.

"You guys look so... beautiful." Sakura whispered.

"Pfft... girl, you make us look like we're in cheap sundresses." Ino waved her hands in the air dismissing Sakura's comment.

Sakura rolled her pretty emerald orbs, "Oh, whatever. I want a picture though."

The moms quickly snapped some pictures before they were off to makeup and hair.

Like her outfit, her makeup and hair was done to the basics. Just some things here and there to enhance her natural beauty. It went like this for all of the girls too.

Sakura closed her eyes, letting the makeup artist swipe a soft champagne color over her lids before lighting up her eyes with a sparkling white in the corners of her eyes. Meanwhile the makeup artist was doing her thing, Sakura felt the hairstylist tug and section a piece of her pink hair, then curling it in a relax, semi-loose curl. Later, she opened her eyes to see the a perfect doll face staring back at her. Eye shadow was kept to a minimum with the two basic colors and a winged of the eyeliner, making her eyes pop. Her skin was flawless with a dash of tinted cheeks matching the rose color of her lips. Her fingers reached up to finger one of the relax pink curl, staring with a parted mouth at her reflection.

"And those are the eyes that reeled my grandson in...," Sakura knew that voice anywhere. Turning around in her seat, she watched as Granny and Mikoto approached her. Surprisingly, Granny stepped behind her and placed her old, yet warm hands on Sakura's shoulders, giving it a squeeze; something that Sasuke was so use to doing. "Very beautiful my dear."

"My Sasuke clearly picked the right one." Mikoto patted her hands as she handed Sakura a navy envelope. It was then that she realized that everyone left, leaving the three of them alone for the time being. Smiling, Mikoto pulled out her phone and began recording. "I'm ready whenever you are, Sakura."

Her rosy lips trembled ever so slightly as she pulled the letter out. Smiling, she read:

Knowing the silly girl you are, there's probably tears in your eyes right now. But don't let that dam loose yet. Okaa-san and Granny will take you to the first place we had our first dance... well a place close enough that is. A replica if you could say. Tell the girls and their moms to head to the Uchiha Manor. I'll be close by. There, you'll find me under a sky of twinkling stars.

"Pfftt...," Sakura mumbled. "Don't let that dam loose? It's broken by now." Sakura laughing softly as she went to dab her eyes. "I seriously hate him right now."

Winking at her, Mikoto smiled, "Oh, you'll hate him much more after this."

Sakura knitted her brows together in confusion. But she didn't get to dwell on the thought much longer as Mikoto and Granny had her by the arms on each side, tugging her out the door.

She was just as confused when they arrived at the Uchiha Manor but Mikoto had her steered off in the opposite direction of where the rest were going. The confused rosette didn't bother to protest though as Mikoto left her standing in the middle of the garden with thousands of lights and lanterns strung around her. On the cobblestone walkway, roses and candles lined her way to the gazebo up ahead. The garden was transformed with chandeliers hanging from the trees.

Her lips parted in awed at the romantic scene in front of her.

Up ahead, standing on the stairs of the gazebo was non other then Sasuke himself. She raised to cover her mouth with her hands at the sight of him. He looked dashing in the tailored black tux and Tiffany blue tie. And the smirk on his face just made the picture a thousand times more perfect. In his hands, he held a rose corsage. With three long strides, he now, stood directly in front of her. He was so close that Sakura could feel his hot breath on her lips.

His onyx orbs were literally shinning in the dark night as he said, "So Sakura... how doing going to prom with me sound?" Sasuke slid the corsage onto her left hand, kissing her on the lips, sealing the deal.

She was in tears as she flung her arms around his neck. "Yes..." But the hug was cut short as he pulled away, much to Sakura's dismay.

"There's something else that I want to say...," Sasuke began. Grasping her face in his hands, his thumb caressed her cheeks, brushing away her stubborn tears. "You know I love you right." She nodded.

"You're one of the most important women in my life, just like my mom..., my Granny. And I want to keep you in my in life forever." She nodded again, tears steaming down her face, which he wiped away too. "I know I don't deserve you but I promise to pull you when you push, embrace you when you cry, repair you when you bleed, shush you when you falter, and smile when you stop. I'll always remind you that you're beautiful even when you have mascara running down yourself face. Though it might not be the way that you would expect it."

"I will kill the spiders or any creepy crawly things you find. I will share my wedding cake flavored frozen yogurt with you and tomatoes... sometimes, when you're finished with yours and you're still hungry. I will kiss all of your paper-cuts, door-slammed fingers, or counter-bumped hips. Because I know you're just a mess like that. But you're a beautiful gorgeous mess. I will try my hardest not to be annoyed with you when ramble about the random-est things or make comments during a movie. I will let you win at the games we play. Sometimes. Maybe most of the time. I will send you silly texts and leave you gifts that you all deserve. I promise to hold you hand and never give up on you because I love you. I loved you. I love you. I will love you."

And then he got down on one knee and asked the one question that Sakura never guessed he would ask, "Haruno Sakura, marry me so that I can kiss you anytime I want. So will... you marry me?"


A/N: Dear lord... by far the longest chapter that I've ever written...maybe. I'm not quite sure about it. But...agvbaiervbrugvapergvbpeirugve isn't this the best SasuSaku chapter ever? YES?! jk jk. So I would appreciate if you guys would review this chapter, silent readers too! Like come on, it's summer first of all and secondly, authors like me on this site spend plenty of time writing, typing, and editing chapters upon chapters. Although it is a hobby for us but it would be nice to have some feedback. Getting a review from you guys is like getting a big bear hug from like my crush. -swoons- So please take 20 seconds or so to leave a review. Thanks. But don't get me wrong, the ones that always review, THANK YOU! They mean a lot to me.

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