Engagement On Hold
Summary: (AU) Uchiha Sasuke is Konoha High's reigning prince. Haruno Sakura is…? Who is she again? What happens when the guy everybody knows finds himself engaged to the girl nobody knows?
Pairings: Sasuke/Sakura, Naruto/Hinata (for now)
Disclaimer: Wouldn't it be nice if Sasuke and Sakura were really engaged in the Naruto series? Then again, that would only occur in our dreams… ne?
EDIT: The mistake for the sand sibling's last name has been changed from 'Subaku' to 'Sabaku' for the entire story.
Another day, another pain in the ass… or so she says. As she strolled towards school, she thought of her precious day passing by, wasting away just to spend time with her egotistical schoolmates. She quickened her pace to make sure she wasn't late for school.
With her hair the color of the famous Cherry Blossoms and with her eyes as shiny as a jade, Haruno Sakura was mostly considered as one peculiar girl. Her Cherry Blossom tresses were tied into two separate buns and huge moon shaped spectacles completely obscured her jade orbs. She really wasn't fond of standing out. It was very irritating for her to cram too much attention from the student body; therefore, staying in the background was good enough for her.
She gazed at her school, Konoha High, with a sigh escaping her pale rosy lips. Another day had to come by and she had to go to this school. She never did like her school, but what could she do. It was her mother's decision to enroll her here, and she couldn't do anything to go against her wishes. After all, it was very difficult to argue with her mother. No, no, her mother wasn't strict or anything of the fact, but her mother could be a real pain in the ass. It was futile having an argument with her.
The one thing she hated about this school was that this school was a private school. A rich private school—meaning, there would be many snobbish and irritating people. As she walked through the hallways, she watched as random girls and guys passed by her without even noticing her. Not that she cared or anything. It had always been like this. They ignored her like she didn't exist and she tried her best to ignore them, not even wanting to be at least 5 feet near them.
"Oi, Sakura!" A girl's voice called out.
No one usually calls her around school, she didn't think many people even knew her name, and that included the teachers, except for some people. She whirled around to find her gaze on to her stepsister, Sabaku Temari.
"Temari-neechan, what is it?" Sakura inquired, blinking in question. Temari had golden blonde hair tied in a set of pigtails on the sides of her head and a ponytail at the back of her head. It was a very peculiar style, but most guys found it very cool. She also possessed dark colored eyes completing her gangster image.
"You woke up late again. We tried waking you up but you kept snoring like a pig." Temari nudged her sister, teasing her.
"Hey! I did not—nor do I snore like a pig!" Sakura said defensively, blushing at her sister's comment. Temari merely giggled at her sister's embarrassment. Sakura faked a cough, trying to regain her composure. "Hey, don't tell me Gaara saw that too."
"Yup, he did." Temari brought her index finger to her lips, thinking of something. "And from what I remember he tried kicking you on your back to wake you up, but to no avail. You were as asleep as a rock."
"Eh!" Sakura gasped in surprise. "He's going to have something to tease me with ag—"
Suddenly, some random girl, who ran into her without even noticing that she had hit someone, knocked her to the ground.
"Hey, you okay?" The girl's companion asked to her friend.
"Yeah—geez, why do people have to keep blocking the hallway anyways!" The girl exclaimed, irritated. Her glare didn't seem to be directed towards Sakura, but towards the ground where she sat. "Tch," the girl spat out as she stood up with her friend supporting her.
"Geek!" The other girl insulted, exchanging Sakura a final glare before the two girls made their way towards who knows where.
Sakura slowly stood up, and dusted her legs from the dirt that she might have caught from the ground. "I hate the people here—makes me want to strangle them to bits!" Sakura growled as she balled her hand into a very tight fist.
"Relax, they're just a bunch of lowlifes. Besides you're the one who's bringing your own downfall by dressing like a pauper geek." Temari stated coolly. Every single day, people look past her like she doesn't exist, how does she do it?
"Yeah, and be like those spoiled brats, thinking that just because they have money they're so full of themselves. They're even dirtier than pigs rolling around in mud." Sakura said grudgingly.
"That's not nice." A deep male voice commented.
The two girls turned to the side only to see their other brother. "Kankuro-niichan, what brings you here?" Sakura inquired with mild curiosity.
"Shouldn't you be in class or something?" Temari cocked a suspicious golden blonde brow.
"Hey, can't I wander around in school without you prying into my life. You should remember well who the older sibling is, you know." Kankuro said defensively.
"You're only older than Sakura, not me. Isn't your sensei going to yell at you for being tardy?" Temari inquired.
"No, and it's not like I care. Besides, for contributing such high amounts of money every month, it's the least the teachers could do." Kankuro shrugged.
"You may have forgotten, but every student contributes money to this school."
"Yeah, but not as much as us." Kankuro gave a sly smirk. "How about you? Aren't you worried about getting late? It's already 8:30. You're completely late for class."
Temari merely shook her head hard-heartedly. Well, she didn't really care about attendance anyway, but her brother did have a point.
"Eh!" Sakura exclaimed as she gasped.
"What?" The two siblings asked simultaneously.
"I'm going to be late! Oh no, well then bye nee-chan, nii-chan. See you later." Sakura said quickly as she dashed off towards the direction of her homeroom.
The two siblings watched their sister—scratch that, stepsister—dash off worriedly towards her homeroom. She had always been a model student, which made it easier for their fellow schoolmates to taunt her.
"Look at her go," Kankuro commented comically after a moment of silence as he watched his stepsister's panicking figure.
"What time is it anyway?" Temari asked still keeping her eyes on the trail that her stepsister made. Kankuro opened his mouth to repeat his answer before only to be cut off immediately by his older sister. "The real time."
"Eight o'clock," Kankuro said, lifting his arm to gaze at his black and expensive watch. "There's 30 minutes left."
A teasing smirk grazed on Temari's lips. "We're such evil siblings, aren't we?"
"It's fun playing with her carefree—"
"Don't forget violent," Kankuro added abruptly, interrupting his sister's sentence.
"—personality." Temari continued, glancing at her brother with a small glare.
"I wonder were she got her violent side from." Kankuro wondered, bringing his hand to his chin, faking a thought.
"Watch it," Temari hissed. "If you want to get home in one peace, I suggest you zip that mouth of yours."
"I didn't even say it was you," Kankuro defended innocently.
Temari snorted, "Yeah right. Like you weren't thinking of it."
Immediately opening the sliding door, Sakura dashed inside the room only to notice that there were only 10 students inside the class. She averted her gaze towards the wall clock only to realize that it was only 8 in the morning and there were 30 minutes left. A gasp escaped her pale lips followed by a murderous glare, directed to her two siblings―who weren't there at the moment, so she was only glaring at nothing but air. Those two… they're playing with me again. Damn them!
Sighing in defeat, Sakura decided to just take her seat and dismiss her irritation… for now. She walked towards her seat slowly, noticing the raven-haired hunk sitting on the desk behind hers. He was just staring at the window blankly, holding no specific expression on his face. His elbow was positioned on his desk with his chin resting on the back of his hand. Many girls in the school were always commenting—scratch that, worshipping his handsome looks like he was a god that descended from above.
Watching him from the corner of her eye as she continued to stroll towards her seat, she had to admit that the popular Uchiha Sasuke did have good looks—she'll give him that. But, that was it, and there was nothing else that was special about him.
When Sakura arrived at her seat, a seemingly invisible force knocked her down from her seat… and away from Uchiha Sasuke. She looked up to find out who had pushed her only to find a random and obsessed fangirl, ogling at Sasuke and trying to get him to notice her.
The fangirl clasped her hands and wriggled her eyelashes, trying to fake an innocent smile. "Ne, Sasuke-kun! You sure come early every morning. That's why everyone looks up to you, 'cause you're so responsible." The fangirl sighed dreamily.
Sakura could only glare at the fangirl in disgust, who pushed her away from her seat, preventing her from being anywhere near the Uchiha seating behind her. Ugh, disgusting. Their obsession just pisses me off to no end. Can't I spend my day normal around this place?
Sakura stood up with her fist prepared to pound the fangirl to a bloody pulp for being rude to her when a sweet and soft voice called her name. "Um… Sakura-chan…"
Hearing the voice calmed her anger as she turned around and merely blinked in question at the person who called her. When she was able to get a good view of the person's face, Sakura's expression immediately softened. "Ah, Hinata-chan, I didn't see you come in." Sakura greeted casually.
Hinata nodded her head in understanding. "I just came in. I figured that you were about to beat that girl up. Um… were you pushed around again?" Hinata asked softly.
Sakura nodded, the irritation towards the oblivious girl entertaining Sasuke slowly ebbing away. "I want to have a new seating arrangement."
Hinata only laughed nervously, trying to think of a topic other than school. It was hopeless anyway. It would be the same every single day and they could do nothing about it. After all, like Sakura, Hyuuga Hinata was also forced to go to Konoha High by her strict parents. They said something about, 'upholding the family honor by going to the best school'.
"Sakura-chan… are you still waiting for me today after school?" Hinata asked, changing the subject.
Sakura brought her hand to her lips, thinking of something. "Gomen, I won't be able to because my mother wants me to go home early today. She said it was something about an important family matter." She doesn't usually stay at the house for more than a day. I wonder what she wants.
"That… that's okay." Hinata said.
"I'm really sorry… but I know you'll do fine without me. Besides, I'm not in the Karate club anyway." Sakura said, scratching her head while sweat dropping.
It was still a mystery to her how a timid girl like Hinata would be part of a Karate club. She didn't really think that a girl like Hinata would have the guts to hurt someone physically. It was just not in her character. She felt pity for the timid girl when she found out that Hinata was a part of the Hyuuga family… the family who was the master of martial arts. It was a wonder for Sakura on how the Hyuuga family might think of her being a timid girl and all.
Sakura snapped out of her reverie when she heard a mutter of, "You're annoying," coming from the room. Sakura and Hinata blinked in confusion when they saw the supposedly blank faced Uchiha Sasuke, glaring at his own fangirl irritably. The fangirl whimpered in fear as she slowly backed away and left the Uchiha, afraid to tick him off even more.
Sakura grimaced as she saw the poor girl whimpering in fear as she left, "Serves her right."
Suddenly the sliding door bolted open, revealing an exhausted spiky blonde boy with tired cerulean eyes. After catching his breath, his eyes trailed around the room until it stopped, gazing at their direction. Sakura noticed this and averted her gaze to her bestfriend, who was blushing ferociously. She was so red that she might faint anytime soon.
The blonde boy bolted until he came face to face with the timid Hyuuga, which made her back up, trying to give the both of them some space.
"Good morning, Hinata-chan!" The blonde greeted enthusiastically. "Hey, have you seen that bastard anywhere?"
"E… eh?" Hinata answered with her own question as her mind refused to function properly, with her mind only registering that her crush Uzumaki Naruto was talking to her.
"That bastard! The heart throb in our school—the great Uchiha Sasuke." Naruto stated mimicking a fangirl's high voice, only making himself sound gay at that moment.
Hinata couldn't help but giggle at Naruto's childish actions.
"Oi, I can hear you, you know." A voice said vacantly.
"Ah, there you are! Where did you go, you bastard!" Naruto yelled as he averted his gaze towards the Uchiha sitting on his desk.
"I've been here the whole time, but you were too stupid to notice. And here I am still wondering how you got a scholarship to enter this school." Sasuke sighed in mocking disbelief.
"I'm smarter than you and you know it!" Naruto chirped arrogantly.
"Yeah right, in your dreams, dobe." Sasuke stated simply.
A sigh escaped Sakura's lips as she watched the two bickering boys. Deciding that she had enough of the two, she averted her gaze towards her timid best friend. "Want to go, Hinata?"
Hinata blinked as she took her eyes off of the two boys. "Um… okay."
They turned to leave only to have a familiar voice calling them—or rather, Hinata. "Hinata-chan wait!"
Turning around, Hinata yet again came face-to-face with Naruto. Only this time… his face was inches away from her, meaning one thing, she would be kissing him if her head approached his any closer. With blood rushing to her face, making her blush crimson red, she wasn't able to take the pressure that she fainted at the sight of his face inches away from hers.
The noise was heard throughout the room and everyone's attention was focused on the fallen Hyuuga. In instinct, Sakura knelt down to check up on her bestfriend. She brought her index and middle finger beside the fallen girl's neck, checking for her pulse. When she felt there was still a pulse from Hinata, Sakura was able to sit back, sighing in relief. She was still alive—thank goodness! For a minute there, Sakura thought that Hinata was going to have a heart attack from the expression that appeared on her face.
Sakura's calm state was soon ruined when Naruto knelt down panicking.
"Hinata-chan! Hinata-chan! Speak to me! You're not dead are you?" Naruto asked hysterically as he shook her shoulder vigorously, trying to wake the girl up.
He's going to kill her in that state! Sakura thought dumbfounded. "Hey, stop it you!" Sakura ordered when she snapped out of her reverie.
"Oh no! Oh no! What am I going to do? What am I going to do?" Naruto ranted quickly. "I know!" He snapped his fingers when he found out an idea.
Without thinking, his mouth hovered above the unconscious girl's own. Slowly, he brought his lips closer to hers, earning a gasp from Sakura.
What is he doing? Is he that stupid? Sakura thought utterly shocked. Regaining her composure, she balled her hands into fists. He is not going to steal Hinata's first kiss. No way am I letting him violate her with that—that mouth of his!
Naruto's mouth continued to go closer and closer towards the unconscious girl in his arms. Sakura could swear that his lips were pouting comically while doing so. Not the most romantic thing is it?
She couldn't take the pressure any longer. Drawing her fist back, she punched him with all the force that she could muster. Good thing she did it just in time. If she restrained herself any longer, Naruto would succeed in stealing Hinata's first kiss. Naruto flew right across the room until his back hit the wall, creating a tiny dent on the expensive wall.
Sakura lowered her fists and growled while doing so. She watched as the blonde boy staggered to stand up still grunting in pain. She didn't care if he got mad at her or anything. She wouldn't be scared. It should be him who should be scared now that he made her mad. But getting mad wasn't in Naruto's vocabulary as of now, as his reaction had been… different.
"Hey, what's the big idea!" Naruto shot out towards the culprit.
Sakura just remained silent, but continued to glare at the blonde.
Naruto walked towards her, holding not a glare that was directed at her, but rather a baffled expression. When he was close enough to get a good look of her face, Naruto chuckled.
"Are you a new student around here?" He abruptly asked.
Sakura's temple twitched in slight irritation. "What was that…?"
"I've never seen you around here. Are you a new student? Nice to meet you, I'm Uzumaki Naruto the best student in this school!" Naruto greeted with eagerness.
"You… are… so… stupid…" Sakura murmured, sighing.
Naruto blinked not able to hear what she said. "Eh? What's your name? Hey, not that I'm interested in you or anything; I just want to know. You're not as pretty as Hinata-chan anyway." Naruto commented haughtily.
Sakura twitched again, her irritation increasing more and more. I've been in your class for a year straight and you ask me this question—now! Sakura sighed in disbelief. And what was that you just said! Are you saying I'm ugly! Why you—!
Sakura decided to hold her anger and not lose her control. "I give up." Sakura sighed in defeat. "You are so hopeless." And here I am wondering how Hinata was able to develop feelings for you.
Sasuke merely grunted in boredom as he sighed. "First thing in the morning and they're already driving me nuts."
Besides the commotion earlier in the morning, Uchiha Sasuke's day had been as normal as it could be—minus the fangirls ogling at him whenever he went. Yes, he was sure disgusted by it. Heck, he even heard one of them asking another random fangirl one time what brand of underwear he was wearing. Like seriously, they weren't called fans anymore, they were more like obsessed little twitter bags.
He was so relieved now that he was able to go home—away from all the fangirls, the geeks (heh, the geeks…), and his best friend, Naruto. He was relieved that Naruto wasn't there anymore to shout in his ear whenever he did something wrong. Personally, Sasuke thought—no, knew that Naruto always messed things up whenever he got the chance. It made people wonder: how they turned from rivals to best friends. Well, let's just keep it to those two.
He was about leave the high school grounds of Konoha when Sasuke saw his cursed older brother at the garden separating Konoha High and Konoha Institute (University). Damn! Right when he was about to have his own private time, someone just has to come and bother him again. And his brother was the last person he wanted to see right now. No, no, they didn't hate each other. They just loved watching the other suffer without getting tired of it—or at least, Itachi did. Sasuke could personally do without the twisted display of affection.
There was no use trying to hide from his brother now that he already saw him, so he decided to approach his older brother hesitantly.
"Ah, if it isn't my dear little brother," Itachi greeted with a casual smile. "I hope you had a great time today."
"Just cut to the chase Itachi. Why are you here? You don't usually go to the high school grounds unless you have to talk to me—which is rare." Sasuke said impatiently. He never did like being around his brother for more than the times that he needed to be when they lived in the same house—er, mansion.
"Mother forgot to tell you, because you left so early in the morning, that we have to go to her friend's house today for an important gathering." Itachi informed.
"It's her friend. Why do we need to come there for?" Sasuke argued with a cocked onyx brow.
"I suggest you just come… that is if you don't want mother to do something we'll both regret." Itachi said confidently. Deciding not to waste any more time, Itachi simply walked away, leaving his younger brother behind.
Sighing in defeat, Sasuke reluctantly trailed behind his brother. He was getting a bad feeling about this. Just the idea of the whole family gathering in a family's associate's place was very suspicious—very suspicious indeed.
"By any chance, do you happen to know whose place we're going to?" Sasuke abruptly asked after a brief moment of silence. He at least wanted to know whose place they were going to.
Itachi took a brief moment to rearrange his thoughts. "I believe we're going to the… Haruno estate."
He was quite familiar with that name.
But the problem was… where did he first hear it?
A/N: Decided to make another fic. I've been thinking of writing this fic for quite a while. Let's say… a year and a half perhaps. Yeah, I know. I was too chicken to post it 'cause I don't think that it would be a hit. I just don't know if you guys would like it. Tell me… is it good… or bad? Please review and make pei-chan happy!
Tee hee! That moment with Naruto trying to steal a kiss from Hinata was a last minute touch. I've never read about anything like that yet, so it was worth to try. I must admit that I was quite pleased with the result.
Well, here's a sneak preview of the next chapter.
Chapter 2—You're Engaged!
The pink haired girl kept the piercing glare on her face as she looked at her blonde stepsister. "I hate wealthy people." She murmured with pure hatred. She couldn't control her anger as she shouted and screamed in anger as she disappeared towards the other side of the door.
"Oh, great." The blonde haired girl sighed. She cocked her head to the side and yelled. "Mom, Sakura's been thought as a maid again!"
Uploaded: March 16, 2006
EDIT: There wasn't really much to edit in this chapter… or maybe, I was just too lazy to edit it in the best of my abilities. I just made some minor adjustments and corrected some of the grammatical errors that needed fixing.