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"Sasuke, are you sure this is a good idea?" Sakura asked, packing her things into boxes. Tsunade allowed them to get situated with the doctor. The baby was gonna be fine. The ultrasound showed a happy, healthy baby. Sakura had just put the last of her books into a carboard box, and taped it shut. The minute she stood up, she felt a pair of warm embracing arms around her.

"Everything's gonna be ok." Sasuke said, resting his chin on his shoulder. "And don't worry about my parents. Mom's gonna love you."

"What about your father?" Sakura asked. Sasuke took a deep breath, and let it out through his nose. His father was gonna be a toughy.

"I'll think of something." Sasuke confirmed. Sakura placed her hands over Sasukes.

Itachi was waiting at the airport for his parents. Shini was with him, hold a clipboard, writing on it.

"Shini, what are you doing." Itachi asked.

"Planning a wedding." Shini said. "Does Sakura like Olive Garden?" Itachi rolled his eyes.

"Cousin of mine..." Itachi's growl made Shini look at him funny. "Now is not the time nor the place."

"Too late. Haha!" Shini said, throwing her head back. "Oh, and I want a stop sign for payment."

"Payment for what?" Itachi asked, looking at his cousin like she was on weed.

"The dresses, the tuxes, the catering, the flowers, the wine,..." Shini kept going on and on and on. Itachi starred up at the ceiling without moving his head. No wonder why her father sent her to be a prostitute. Fugaku and Mikoto came into view, and Shini was the first to see them. "Uncle Fugaku! Aunt Mikoto!" Shini was waving her hand. Both her and Itachi walked towards the said people, and passed around hugs.

"Son, Sasuke is not getting married." Fugaku said to Itachi with is sinister sound.

"Darling..." Mikoto pleaded.

"Yes he is." Shini said, cramming into her clipboard.

"No he is not." Fugaku said, thinking that Shini didn't hear what he said.

"Yep, and your bringing the ice sculpture of a swan." Shini confirmed, and headed to the car.

~~Konoha High~Chapter Four~~

Sakura had no idea what she was getting herself into. She was not expecting a limo and a moving truck at the front of Tsunade's house. She and Sasuke were riding in the limo, and she was looking around in every little knook and cranny.

"Sasuke, where did you get the money to afford this?" Sakura asked. Sasuke looked at her, funny.

"You don't know?" Sasuke asked.

"Know what?" Sakura asked.

"My father is the head of The Uchiha Police Division. Fugaku Uchiha is my father."

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Sakura collapsed on the limo floor.

"SAKURA!" Sasuke screamed as he picked her up.

Naruto was waiting with Shikamaru, Neji, Lee, Chouji, Kiba, Shino, Ino, Tenten, and Hinata at Sasuke's mansion.

"Where are they? They're late." Naruto complained. Shino was looking at bugs, Kiba was petting Akamaru, Hinata was touching two fingers together out of shyness, Shikamaru was asleep, Chouji was eating a bag of potato chips, Ino was fixing her makeup, Tenten was talking to Neji, and Naruto was pacing around the front yard. Ok, Uchihas have it made. Like, seriously, they have a fountain in the middle of the fuckin' round driveway, the shape of a fuckin' mermaid, trying to touch the sun, with water squirting out of her puckered lips, who is surrounded by fish, they got flowers all over the place, a billionaire would live here. Along with the 83 rooms, and 15 bathrooms, they're fuckin' spoiled-

"GET ON WITH IT!" The people of Konoha screamed.

Erm, right. Anyhow. Everyone woke up, and looked to see a limo and a moving truck come in. Both vehicles came to a hault. Sasuke opened the door, and in his arms was one unconscious Sakura.

"What happened?" Ino asked as everyone came to see her.

"She passed out for some odd reason." Sasuke said, as he carried her to his room. "I want all of her things in my room." He called to the movers.

"Yes, sir." One of the movers said.

"Naruto, open up one of the closest guest room that's available."

"Right." Naruto charged inside to the house. Two hours passed, when another limo came up. The driver came out of the driver seat, and opened the door for Mikoto, Fugaku, Itachi, and Shini.

"We're gonna need shoes, make-up artists, the cake, ..." Shini was going on and on about the wedding that Fugaku did not approve. He also noticed the moving truck.

"What's all this?" Fugaku asked, pointing to the truck. Sasuke and Naruto came out, and saw Sasuke's parents.

"Mom." Sasuke said, heading towards his mother, and giving her a hug.

"It's great to see you, Sasuke." Mikoto said, returning the embrace. Sasuke released his mother, and looked at his father.

"Sasuke-" Fugaku began, but Sasuke cut him off.

"Dad, let me explain. Sakura was raised by a convent, she is the most trustworthy woman I've ever met, she has not lied a day in her life, and she and this baby needs me. You can kill me now." Everyone was in silence, waiting for the next thing to happen. Fugaku nodded his head, looked at his youngest son, and smiled.

"...Well now." He began. "...That's my boy." Sasuke froze. Fugaku continued. "I'm proud of you, son. When is the wedding?" He asked Shini that last question. They continued the conversation.

Sakura woke up to find herself lying on a bed, that was surrounded by curtains. She sat up on the side, opened the curtains, and was in aw. This must be Sasuke's bedroom. She could see all of her boxes in the room, and the luxury of a spoiled boy. Ok, seriously, queen size bed, this is not fair. 32" plasma screen tv, surround sound, carpet flooring, King Henry III bed, with curtains, plus glass doors to a balcony, marble tile bathroom, wool tow-

"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!" Naruto hollered.

"GET ON WITH IT!" Madarra shouted.

Sorry. Sakura was looking around when the door opened to Sasuke, who had a smile.

"Hope it's not too crowded." Sasuke asked, catching he by surprise. She ran to Sasuke, and held him in an embrace.

"I feel like Cinderella, after the big wedding." Sakura commented, which gave Sasuke a chuckle.

"And it's not over yet." Sasuke said, petting her hair. "I hope you don't mind if my cousin plans our wedding for us." Sakura shook her head no.

"I don't mind." Sakura said. She may end up not wanting to leave.

Sorry about the missbits. But, really. They're spoiled. I mean, who in the right mind gives a frickin grade student a 32" plasma screen tv, all of this luxurious crap, while the poor have to bust their asses off to get their next meal. I mean, really, can you believe that-

Naruto: WHO THE HELL HIRED THIS CHICK!

Sasuke: Hell if I know.

Kiba: Get her!

Me: Um... Meow? RUN!