Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.

A/N: I decided to give Sasunaru month a try in English this year, so here you have it. This is a collection of individual and mostly unrelated drabbles. Both Sasunaru and Narusasu tropes will be included and each chapter will have its own warnings, as well as a tag to specify if it's SN or NS.

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Prompt #14: Marriage (NS)

Warnings: Omegaverse, medieval-ish setting, gender inequality, feminization.

This drabble was inspired by last year's SNStober prompt #26 Royalty AU. You can find it in Spanish in my profile.

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Sasuke stood there, in front of his new proclaimed husband.

All of his life, he had been prepared for this exact moment. All his upbringing and education had only one purpose: turning him into the perfect wife. His only duty as an omega was serving his country by making strong alliances through marriage.

So he knew this day was coming inevitably, he had known he was being married off to the crown prince of Wind Country for a while, but knowing didn't make him feel better. He felt nauseous, trapped. He'd been chained to his family before, and now that he wasn't, he'd become a prisoner of other people instead.

Mother and father said he should be proud. Thanks to him, Fire Country, ruled by the Uchihas, and Wind Country, ruled by the Uzumakis, were allies, stronger together. Sasuke didn't care about all that, though.

Now, in front of the altar, dressed like the most beautiful china doll, face hidden by a silk veil, he could do nothing but wonder what would be of him after this. Yes, he hated living with his family, being treated as nothing more than an ornament, but at least he already knew that life. He didn't know anything about the Uzumakis, their traditions, their roles.

It couldn't be much worse, right? It just couldn't. Or at least he hoped so.

He didn't know anything about his husband either. Except for his name, of course. They had never met before today, he couldn't even see him properly with this thing covering his entire face.

His parents said he was a good man, worthy of his position, but they said the same thing about everyone they were interested in.

So Sasuke would have to be strong and learn to live with this man, warm his bed and bear his children, like a good omega would.

His breath hitched when his veil was lifted delicately, uncovering his face to the world. Like a pair of magnets, his eyes were immediately drawn to meet the bluest orbs he had ever seen.

His own expression was reflected in his husband's face, his eyes focused on him, looking just as captivated with him as Sasuke himself felt. But as quick as it started, it ended.

His husband took his hand and Sasuke had no choice but to follow. There were people clapping, music being played, food being served, but everything seemed so dull in his eyes. From the corner of his eye, he could see his parents pleasantly talking with the King and Queen of Wind Country, now also known as Sasuke's in-laws.

They had been friends for a long time, and so they had agreed since the very beginning that they would unify their kingdoms someday. Naturally, a marriage was the first and most logical option, so when Itachi was born, he was the one chosen to fulfill this task. But then, some years later, Queen Mikoto gave birth to Sasuke, who was an omega, and when Queen Kushina had given birth to her first and only son a couple of months later, the heir of Wind Country was revealed to be an alpha. Since Itachi was an alpha too, they couldn't promise them to each other.

And that's how Sasuke ended up being the one engaged to his now husband from the moment he started breathing. Funny enough, never had they met before today, even though they knew they were going to marry each other since they could remember.

Sasuke looked discreetly to the side, catching a glimpse of his husband sitting next to him, watching the guests with a distant look on his face, and wondered what kind of person he was. Would they be able to stand each other? Or become at least some kind of friends?

Well, they'd have to. They didn't have many options on the table, really. Sasuke just hoped they could get along well enough. And if they couldn't, he prayed not to find out the hard way.

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A/N: I've been toying with this universe since last year but haven't managed to actually write something I like. I really hope I end up putting all my ideas together because this story seems so interesting to me that I want to give it a shot.

Any thoughts?