Author Disclaimer: Thank you to everyone who read the last chapter! And a special thank you to those who gave me reviews! Those reviews really motivated me to write this chapter sooner than I had planned. :) I suggest, "Complainte De La Butte" from the Moulin Rouge soundtrack should be played during the dancing scene through the gazebo scene. I will leave a link for the song on my profile, as well as the link for Sakura's dress.
"This will be for when people are thinking to themselves!"
Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
Come What May
"Sakura, the party is going to be starting soon! You better be ready!" my mother screamed from downstairs. I wince as I feel our maids tying the corset of the dress tightly, confining my body into the dress my mother picked out for me. "How am I supposed to breathe in this? Let alone dance with this thing on?" I question breathlessly. The maids just look at me, with what almost looks like pity in their eyes.
"Mother I do not want to go to this party. It's a waste of time." "Uchiha Sasuke, I do not care about how you think it is a waste of time, we are going and that is final!" Mikoto Uchiha firmly declares, leaving no room for disagreement. "Hn…" Sasuke grunts, crossing his arms. Mikoto sighs, "We are going for your brother Itachi. Hopefully he will meet a nice girl there, and finally give me grandchildren." Mikoto says dreamily. "Women only want to be with us because of our money, mother." "Not all women my darling son" she says playfully, "Now, go get dressed. And you better be ready by the time we are set to leave mister!"
"Sakura!" my mother obnoxiously screams. "I'm coming, I'm coming." I sigh out, as I slowly make my way down our marble stairs, being careful not to clumsily trip on my dress. My mother quietly gasps as when she sees me. "Oh Sakura, look at how well the dress looks on you. I sure picked a good one." She confidently says. For once, I can't disagree with her on this one. My dress is a gorgeous red, with white jewels that encase the chest area in all the perfect places, the dress is a bit long so it leaves a small trail behind me when I walk, but not long enough to get in the way. It sticks to my body in all the right places, and although it is hard to breathe because of how tight the maids tied the corset, I feel beautiful. My pink hair is up in a loose bun, letting a few strands of my hair frame the side of my face. Light black eyeliner surrounds my vibrant emerald eyes, while my lips are covered with a red lipstick. I feel like a princess. "Yes, well… let's get this ball over with." I say, trying to hide my excitement from the dress. "Whatever you say dear." my mother says while giving me a knowing smile.
Walking through the doors that lead to our ballroom, my ears were filled with music, and people conversing and laughing. While my eyes were filled with the sight of people dancing in colorful gowns and suits. Our chandeliers sparkling and lighting the room, making it look almost like a dream. Walking through the crowds of people, I noticed a lot of eyes were on me. Some from women that seemed they were judging me and analyzing everything about me. While others were from men, looking up and down my body the same way as the women, but for different reasons I'm sure.
"Why am I here?" Sasuke thinks to himself as he pushes his back more against the wall that he is coolly leaning on. His onyx eyes scan the room, looking at all the women in obnoxiously colorful gowns dancing around. His eyes land on quite a few women who already have their eyes on him. Sasuke lets out another sigh, and looks away. That's when he sees red and pink. "What the hell? Someone really dyed their hair pink?" To say the least, he was intrigued. He frowned a bit and decided to move from his safe spot in the back away from everyone to see if he could get a better view of this curious woman with pink hair.
"Will you dance with me?" "No, dance with me instead!" another man said. "They won't give up will they?" I sigh as I watch a group of men childishly argue over who I will dance with during the next song. I roll my eyes and turn my head away from them, and that's when I notice a pair of dull black eyes staring at me from across the room. The man is in a group of people including my parents. His eyes keep darting from me and my father who is chatting away with everyone. I try to not look at him, but I can practically feel every time his eyes land back onto me, and each time it raises the hair on the back of my neck. The man excuses himself from my parents and starts to slowly make his way over to me. I feel like I am stuck in place, like I can't move under his gaze. I feel like I am going to be sick; until I feel someone tapping my shoulder. I am knocked out of my trance and I turn around a bit too fast from the surprise of someone behind me, causing me to trip on the trail of my dress. As I close my eyes and feel myself falling, I can't help but to morbidly think "So much for my dress not getting in the way." My body never hits the ground though. I am kept up by a pair of strong arms wrapped around me.
I slowly open my eyes and look up, ready to thank the kind person who just saved me a trip to the ground. My words are caught in my throat as I take in my savior. He is about 6 inches taller than I am, his jet black hair that is spiked in the back and frames the side of his face, and his skin which is almost like fresh snow when in contrast to his piercing onyx eyes. He is wearing a black tuxedo with a red undershirt and a satin black tie. "U-uhm... thank you, for saving me back there." I quietly say. He raises one eyebrow at my thank you. "Hn… Care to dance?" he says nonchalantly. I can feel my face heat up as I turn my head to look away."Sure, a dance would be nice."
"What am I doing? I was only supposed to get close enough to get a better look at her. Not dance with her!" Sasuke thinks to himself as he grabs hold of one of her hands and plants his other at the small of her back. I put my hand that isn't occupied by his on his shoulder, as we slowly start to move with the beat of the song. This mysterious man and the beautiful song that is playing is all that I see and hear at the moment. Everything else is a blur of colors objects as I keep my eyes on my dancing partner. Sasuke mostly keeps his eyes on the curious girl with pink hair, but he can't help but feel all the eyes on them. His eyes coolly look at the crowd of people surrounding them as they dance. "Do you want to get out of here?" he asks, looking into my eyes, waiting for an answer. That's when everything comes back into view and I understand why he asks me that. "Yeah," I say, trying to hide the fact that I am a bit disappointed that our dancing will be cut short. I feel him grip onto my wrist and start to pull me in the direction of the doors that lead to the garden.
"He still hasn't let go of my wrist," I sheepishly think as we make our way through the garden. "So, what's your name? I'm Sakura." He looks at me, his eyebrow raised at me again. "You know... so I can uh... thank you properly!" I confidently reply. "Sasuke." Is all he replies to me as he turns his back to me again to keep walking. "Sa-su-ke. You don't have a last name?" I ask curiously. "Hn." Is all he says to me. "Well I'm obviously not getting any more than that." After we walk in silence for a couple more minutes we make it to a gazebo that is being taken over with white, blue and orange flowers. "Well, Sasuke, thank you again for saving me back there." I smile up at him, the moonlight lighting the garden up with a soft glow. "Hn. I wasn't expecting to save a princess today. "He says, smirking at me. I blush as he says that and giggle sheepishly, trying to hide my face heating up. "Miss Sakura, there you are! We have been looking everywhere for you! Your parents want you to meet someone right away. They are waiting for you in your fathers study." One of the maids breathlessly calls out. "Can't it wait, I am talkin-" "No, I'm afraid not. Your parents want you as soon as possible." I sigh and turn to face Sasuke again. "I'm sorry, I have to go. Maybe we will see each other again?" I ask, my voice filled with hope. "I don't see why not." Is all Sasuke says. I smile brightly and nod, "Alright, well, thank you again!" I start to walk back into the house, but not before I look back and take one last glimpse of him.
I make my way through the house, until I am right before my dad's study. I pout a bit, remembering that I had to cut my time with Sasuke for this. I quietly sigh and open the door. "Sakura, there you are." I hear my mother say, but I don't pay attention to her. All of my attention is on him. The man with the dull eyes that made me jump out of my skin each time he looked at me. "Why is here?! Who is he?" My eyes move from my father who looks almost as uncomfortable as I do, to my mother who seems a little too happy. "Sakura, we would like you to meet someone." My mother says cheerfully as she politely gestures to the man, "This is Kabuto Yakushi."
Authors Note: I hope you all liked this chapter! I made it a lot longer than the last one! The reviews you all gave me really motivated me! Please keep reviewing! It makes me put the chapters up faster. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Thank you for reading it.