It's every girls dream to be where you are Sakura!

Green orbs scanned the beverage in front of her as the pink haired girl took a slow sip.

Ino! I'm a model, that's it. Nothing more and nothing less!

At the ripe age of twenty-two she was one of the most famous female models in Japan; it was all she knew how to do.

Sakura… when will you be happy with what you have?

Taking another sip and spinning the glass in her hand she gave a sigh, recalling her best friend's words from the afternoon.

I don't know Ino, I really don't.

Smiling bitterly she downed the rest of her drink before vacating her spot at the lounge, intent on heading home to retire for the evening. Her hips swayed as she made her way to the exit, ignoring all of the fans intent on getting either an autograph or a kiss.

She wasn't in the mood for any of it, after all she had her fiancé to get to.

Why are you like this Sakura, you're getting married to the Sasuke Uchiha! You should be happy.

A single tear fell down her face as she reached their shared luxurious flat. Although it was their home, she felt as if she was nothing more than a prisoner.

But I'm not happy! I love his brother Ino, not him. I never have!

Closing the door behind her she was greeted with a thin smile and a hard kiss from the Uchiha himself. She pushed all thoughts of Itachi and the conversation aside as she forced herself to kiss him back, winding her arms around his neck.

Kissing him was like kissing a corpse.

Pulling back Sasuke nuzzled her neck as he held her hips firmly in his hands, "Aren't you excited blossom? In exactly one month we will be married."

She bit back a curse, "Estatic."

He scoffed, "At least sound enthusiastic."

"How can I Sasuke? You stole me from your brother who I loved, and still do, very deeply. I'll sound however I want!"

Deciding it best not to start a fight Sasuke gave her another kiss before moving away from her. She passed him quickly and made her way to their shared bedroom before flopping on the bed.

But he left you remember?

She cringed at Ino's question like statement. If only she knew the truth.

Yes Ino, I do. I truly do.

Not even bothering to change she closed her eyes and let herself be consumed by the memories that now lingered on as dreams of her and Itachi. Of all the times they shared before his little brother ruined everything.