CHAPTER THREE: THE FIRST MEETING
Sasuke sat with the Geisha, realizing she was the one he'd been looking for…his bride to be. About an hour later her eyes fluttered open and Sasuke kissed her lips gently. She slapped him.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" He tried not to let that piss him off.
"I am the man who's name is tattooed on your arm. I have come to claim you as my bride." She looked own at her arm and then lifted his sleeve, revealing her name. She bowed.
"Forgive me, Sasuke-Sama." Sasuke pulled her into him and touched his forehead to hers.
"You don't have to call me Sama. I'm your fiancé. You may call me by more informal names if you wish, my dear." Naruto noticed the way Sasuke's eyes and tone softened when speaking to the beautiful woman. She blushed.
"Thank you, Sasuke-Kun." He smiled.
"That's better. Now if you will, please go wash the paint of your face."
"May I ask why?" Sasuke sighed.
"You must quit your job as a Geisha when you enter into our clan. It has been forbidden by my father for you to have such a job." She glared at Sasuke.
"There is nothing wrong with my job! I refuse." Sasuke backhanded her hard, causing her to fall to the ground.
"You should learn to hold your tongue when necessary in a mans presence." He spat. A small tear slowly rolled down her cheek. His face softened again.
"Look, I'm sorry. But you can't bring me dishonor by speaking in such ways. My Father would have a cow if he's heard that. He isn't as forgiving as I am." He helped her up and hugged her.
"Please? Please wash it off?" He asked kissing her forehead. She nodded.
"Okay." She walked to the rived and gently washed the paint away. Sasuke got butterflies looking at her bare face.
"Why hide such beauty under paint? You're…amazing." She blushed very deeply.
"Thank you. May I ask who this young boy is?"
"He's an orphan I found. His name is Naruto." She bent down and kissed his cheek.
"I'm very sorry for your loss, Naruto-San." He smiled up at her.
"It's okay. Do you mind if I travel with you?"
"Not at all. Sasu-Kun, where are we heading?"
"My village, we will be wed at dawn by the last day of our journey." She nodded in understanding. She had dreamed of meeting Sasuke since she was a little girl, she'd always known he'd come from the Uchiha-Clan, but she had no idea he'd be as handsome as he was. She wrapped her arms around his waist affectionately. He smiled to himself. I guess she likes me. Good, she'll be with me till death. He thought happily. Now that he had his bride he needed to have it arranged that she be taught to be a house wife. He couldn't have her running into that Orochimaru creep again, and the best way to do that, he thought, was to have her stay at home a bare his sons like most wives did. He knew Sakura was hot tempered and outspoken, so he knew this was gonna be a challenge. Especially if she gives him a fit in front of his Father. There's no telling what Fugaku would do…more than a smack, that was to be guaranteed. He prayed his bride could learn quickly, or a world of trouble was headed their way.