Seek Chapter 5, a naruto fanfic

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Chapter 5

A shake of his head violently and the thought was erased as if it didn't exist. He grabbed it by hand and let it drain out of him. He looked ahead with a usual scowl, cold, inconsiderate face. Tonight was going to be a heck of a night. Never did he go to any of his 'friend's' parties. It was too overwhelming and dim to him. Boring was another word. They're a bunch of lowlifes who know nothing of real world. All their money and businesses were all on their minds. Showing off and taking over was plastered on their faces-which apparently to him was all an act. Everybody was greedy. No one cared.

But now he has a wife. It's only a matter of time until his brother returns. He has no choice, but to socialize. It's only a matter of time. If nobody knew he had a wife, then nothing would go as planned. Socializing wasn't all that much to give up, anyway.

Sakura descended the steps in his gaze, her beauty radiating with her movement. Her eyes met his cold ones. He didn't react. What was she expecting? To expect more was out of the ordinary, and ordinary according to him was alien to her. Knowing nothing, expecting nothing was she once trapped. It's not going to happen again.

Her curls around her ears were bouncing with each step. Her hair was tied in a messy bun, letting a few curls dangle. A few bangs were pulled out, framing her delicate features. Her face was perfected with a little touch of make-up and a light lip-gloss was applied to her already pink lips. No smile was met on it though. Long linear earrings played along and with that a matching thin silver chain around her neck. Her emerald dress accenting her eyes and showing what she has to offer in every part of her body. A thin bracelet with a single diamond was tied around her left wrist.

After the final step of the staircase, she walked over to him. Observing him carefully. A plain suit with handkerchief tucked in his breast pocket. A white shirt with a dark blue tie was tucked neatly underneath a plain, black jacket, and a matching pair of pants to go with it. His hands were stuffed in his pockets, a bad habit, but what're you going to do?

"Let's go," Sakura stated.

"Hn," came a low response from Sasuke as he went for the door. As they stepped out, immediately a black limo came near the steps. A quick signal with Sasuke's hands, a man came and opened the door as Sakura, then Sasuke stepped in.

Sakura and Sasuke both looked at the opposite windows, not really paying each other's presence. Then Sasuke realized something and instantly he reached for his pocket. After a few seconds of struggle, he pulled out a box with two rings. He took his and placed it around his wedding finger. It was a simple white gold band with ancient letters carved in it.

"Oi, think fast," he tossed the other identical to Sakura. Sakura caught it as it came to her. It was her wedding ring. Well technically not hers. She silently thanked him and slipped it on and turned back to gazing through the window. Sasuke watched her and then he did the same.

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The grand estate of Hyuuga was more magnificent then expected. The huge iron gates lined up at the front to welcome the guests were opened up for the various vehicles, mostly high luxury cars or limos. As they arrived at the front door, two ladies greeted them on each side of the door.

"Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Uchiha. Please do enjoy yourselves this evening," the one on the right spoke up.

Sakura watched the surroundings in awe. It was something she's never even seen in her dreams. It was decorated with the best and the richest fabrics. It had everything imaginable. The walls were decorated with gold trims and the finest, Victorian wall covering. The windows were covered with dark, rich, blood red velvet. There were portraits hanging on the wall, which she guessed were family. To top it off, over two dozen, lovely chandeliers lighting the entire space.

There were servers with trays giving either some sort of drink or appetizers, all in an identical uniform. They looked stiff as a robot, moving about the crowd of people. The people surrounding were all wearing casual clothing. Sakura began feeling her heartbeat speed up. She doesn't belong here. What is she doing here? Some curious eyes watched her from every corner.

Just when she thought it couldn't get worse, a man in his twenties appeared in front of them with a lady. His eyes seemed out of the ordinary, they had no pupil. It was creepy, yet it matched his perfect, flawless features. He smiled genuinely and spoke up, "Nice of you show up at a place like this, Uchiha. I'm glad you made an appearance here at any rate."

"Glad you took notice," Sasuke replied in a low voice.

"Half-hearted as always, Uchiha. So this must be the lucky lady," he turned toward Sakura. He bent down and placed a kiss on her hand. Sasuke stiffened a bit at the action and turned his head away in disgust. Sakura blushed a bit, her cheeks' hue matching her hair.

"It's nice to finally meet you, Mrs. Uchiha," a woman walked from behind Mr. Hyuuga.

"Like wise. You can call me Sakura," Sakura replied.

The woman gave a light chuckle and said, "Well it's a pleasure to have you here Sakura. My name's Tenten." Tenten talked with Sakura and filled her in with all the latest gossip roaming about. While Sakura just stood there, nodding her head, not knowing what to say.

"So, Sasuke, why suddenly show up at a place like this?" Neji looked at him questioning eyes.

"I guess it was time to take a break from all the work. Besides why do you care?"

"No reason, just wanted to make sure you were doing fine and I wanted to get to know your missy. By the way she's some gal," Neji said as he picked up a champagne flute from one of the server's trays.

"Hn," he replied in his usual tone.

"It would've been nice if you've invited us to your wedding, though, but it's like you to be so plain."

"It was a small, private wedding ceremony, because I didn't want publicity," Sasuke said a bit annoyed at the subject.

"Whatever," Neji stated as he gulped down some champagne, "look the music's starting. Don't want my Tenten to be stolen. Bye, for now," with that he took Tenten in one arm and brought her to the dance floor.

Finally, Sakura felt relived that Tenten was dragged away. Not to say she didn't enjoy the conversation, but it was all too boring to digest. Now, she stood by Sasuke, wondering, what has she gotten herself into? A long silence loomed over them, as both did nothing, not even try to spark a conversation.

"Sasuke!" taken a back by the loud voice, both Sasuke and Sakura watched as a blond approached them.

"Naruto," Sasuke said greeting his friend.

"Never expected to see you here," he turned his attention away from him for a moment and looked at the pink haired beauty beside him, "So this must be the lucky lady who can actually stand you," he said with a chuckle, "and what might your name be?"

"Sakura," Sakura said in his gaze.

"Sakura," like Neji, he bent down and placed a quick kiss on her hand, "Well, nice to meet you Sakura," he said with a grin. Sasuke again stiffened and turned his head away.

"You, too," Sakura replied.

"So have you guys seen Hinata anywhere?" Naruto questioned.

"Don't tell me you lost your own fiancée," Sasuke said with a smirk.

"Sasuke, I didn't lose her. I merely forgot where I left her last," he said, "anyway, I'd better go find her. Bye."

"Annoying," Sasuke muttered.

"He's not annoying, just a bit enthusiastic," Sakura said.

"Yeah well, you don't know him very well," Sasuke explained.

About a well hour into the party, all the guests were here, some dancing, some chatting, some just relaxing. This was all too boring for Sasuke and for Sakura it was quite unusual, thus all the more reason to stay quite and put.

"There you are Mr. Uchiha," a voice came to them from the crowd. Just then a man in his forties appeared in front of them. At the sight of him, Sakura's features became shocked.

"Mr. Chillhurst. What brings you?" Sasuke questioned the older man. The man adjusted his glasses.

"Well, I spotted you in the crowd and thought I should say hello," he said. "I see you've brought your lovely wife here as well."

"Yes, this is Sakura," Sasuke introduced Sakura to Mr. Chillhurst.

"Hello Sakura," he took her hand and shook it, while Sakura just stared at him dumbfounded. Sasuke took notice of her expression, "Sasuke, mind if I take this lovely lady to the dance floor?" he asked, his moustache twitching slightly.

"No!" Sasuke was about to answer, but Sakura answered for him, "I-I mean I can't dance you see. I have two left feet," she regained her confidence, but something troubled her.

"Nonsense, I'll lead, if you must," he insisted.

"It's alright, Mr. Chillhurst. She's not feeling well today," Sasuke answered. She thanked him silently for saving her.

"Okay. I do not mind, but there's something bugging me," he said as he looked at Sakura closely, "I've seen you somewhere before," he rubbed his chin in thinking manner.

"Y-you couldn't have, you see I just moved here last month after our wedding," Sakura said.

"Alright, I guess the alcohol must be getting to me then. Better go find Olympia. Well carry on," he said and left them alone.

"Um…. Sasuke. I'll go use the ladies room if you don't mind," Sakura asked, Sasuke nodded in return.

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Why is he here? He must be a friend of Hyuuga's and Sasuke's. This is too much. She slid down on to the floor, her back against the washroom door. Out of breath, she tried to control herself. If she blows this now, she'll never see daylight again.

Thinking about the night, she completely lost track of time. Then she heard a knock on the door. She quickly got up, dusted herself and answered the door. A woman stood there and smiled at her, "Mrs. Uchiha, Mr. Uchiha is asking for you."

"Oh, yes. Sorry," she said and followed her to Sasuke. She thanked the woman as she left.

"What took you so long?" Sasuke questioned obviously in an annoyed tone.

"Sorry, Sasuke. Just needed to fix the make-up. You know how it is," she explained, but Sasuke didn't believe it.

"I don't buy it," Sakura looked at him in shock.

"It's nothing for you to worry about," Sakura explained.

"Right," Sasuke said and looked away. Sakura put on a sad smile. He shouldn't care, "Well, I think were just about done. So let's not waste any time."

"Yes," Sakura replied to him as they both exited the party without notice.

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Sasuke noticed that she'd been quite sad after meeting Mr. Chillhurts; he wanted to ask why, but decided against it. After all it was not his business to do so. She was a petty thief, he could throw her on the streets for all he cares, but he couldn't. What he wonders is why choose her? He looked at her on the way back. She changed a lot from when he first saw her. He studied her face. It was still sad, and for some reason it hurt him a bit, but the key word was a bit.

TBC.

A/N: Sorry for the late update! In my point of view I think Neji's a little OOC. Also the Chillhurts guy was from a novel I read, but remember that name. It'll come up often when talking about Sakura's past. Anyway, I hope this chapter didn't bore you in anyway. Please forgive me and please review. Tell me what you thought of it!