Bride's Enchantment

Synopsis: The cold and stone-hearted Prince of West Winds, Uchiha Sasuke, was asked by the King to marry a medic-peasant Haruno Sakura for revenge, trust and power. But worst is if revenge turn into love…Can he still fulfill his purpose?

Chapter 1: BASTARD!

King Edward of the West leaned back against the thick tree trunk, watching his servants pack away their things. A man of moderately good looks, long beard and rotund body, who was about 2 score and five years. He had a way of pushing servants in fear of his boiling temper. His blatant expression is due to loneliness and self-pity. All he wished is a nice son who will inherit his throne and possessions but until now, he has none of it. His wife, Queen Elizabeth, died a few years back with an unknown illness. And that made him live all by himself.

Living in the world of darkness…

In midst of complete solitude…

He was then never happy…

The king left the castle at around 9:45 pm, believing that he'll soon find his so long happiness somewhere outside his kingdom. He sighed, thinking that he was again fooling himself. As he started his journey along the path of life, he lingered to his purpose of seeking what he had always been looking for…a child.

That he knows will soon be honored by all men…

respect

and

trust

that only he can acquire…

After spending sleepless nights and tiring days, finally…there is an answer…An answer that in return washed away all his yearnings. This is what he needed…this is what he wanted…this is what he had waited…

He froze, pleasant musings shatered a battle cry, a cry of rage coming from the woods.

King Edwad was frozen for no more than a second before he was running toward the woods, his sword already drawn. Every step carefully held, preparing himself on what could possibly happen.

Deep in the woods, a child about 8 years of age had also been stunned for a moment by the unearthly cry. He had, as usual, managed to put a good distance between him and the source. At an early age, he was already used to any attacks in the forest. He had surpass these so called obstacles from wild beast disturbances upto all sort of offenses. Now, he imagined some great demonic beast was nearby. Still, his egotistical curiosity urged him toward the sound instead of backing off.

The child smelled smoke and broke into a full run, pushing through shrubs and trees until he found the source of smoke. A woodcutter's hut had burned. He was shocked and all he could do was to be rooted at his spot. Their house was BURNING! And everything was on fire.

A minute or more, he fought hard and tried to stop the pain eating him inside as he entered the blazing hut he was calling home. He shouted for their names yet no one responded. His tears were drying up by the scourging heat of the flames…tears filled with anger and hatred as he outdo an another step in. He didn't mind burning himself by his impulsive actions. besides, he wished he was burned too. He let out a loud curse which echoed through the distorted forest.

And there, King Edward atlast found where the sound had come from. He followed the trails and dashed inside the burning hut as he carried the young lad out. He sighed in relief at the sight of the child in his arms, he was alive though his skin was burned slightly and his hair was brutally messed up.

xxx

"Have you heard?"

"What?"

"The king has returned and with him is a child"

"A handsome child indeed! dark-raven haired, pale skin—"

"But his skin was aflamed"

"Yes I know…but where do you think the king has—"

Their conversation stopped when the large heavy gates of castle opened after long months of waiting for the king. The people stood there as they gathered and bowed to the King's arrival. The whole surrounding was abuzed. Chatters and gossips spread like epidemia. It was all because… everyone was amazed by the child's demeanor. He was stunningly charming.

The king ordered his servants to offer 'his' son comfort and service. He wanted the child to sleep well after the gruesome event. That was a tragedy! But for the king, he took it as a nightmare.

The child was still sleeping for days and he has not woke up since that fiery experience. It bothered the king that the child won't woke up again. And with that, he grew steadily sleazy. He skipped meals and stayed in his room, without even checking what his ruling area has been going through. He was again lonely.

He was tired of being that way…

But no mattet how much he tried, he still feels the same…

Emptiness…

xxx

Outside the kingdom, an attack was planned by the opposing country "East Fire" which is ruled by neither Kings nor Princes but peasants that are strong willed and determined to get the throne out of him. They were the people who lacks attention from the monarchy. They wanted atleast a stable life to live with but they were not given it. These people didn't know about the king's inner-conflicts and they're trying to fight against him.

If they only knew…

how hard it is for the king…

Everything was arranged according to what they had planned and an attack was to be done tomorrow before dawn. Canyons, armors and big guns are at hand. And they're absolutely positive about their sure win. But little they'd known too that a Prince lies beneath the sheath of West Winds…

A prince that will continue the King's journey…

The one that will lead the kingdom into an another world…

Of eternity…

Ready to fight what he knows is right…

the new Prince of West Winds…

xxx

The child finally awakens from his deep slumber, opening his eyes for as if the first time. The deep onyx orbs of his were staring straight at the clear ceiling, he waited for some time before he managed to get up and walk through the aisle of the palace. There he drifted himself at the hallway astounded at its magnificent view. He was speechless but as he tried to remember why he has been there, his head stirred in pain. Seering greatly in pain like his mind was crushing every piece of it.

He paused for a while, calmimg himself. Yet he couldn't still remember anything. All was in a blurry. And inasmushas he grasped the memories, the more it slipped through his mind. It was gone…away from him…memories that were missing in a huge jigsaw puzzle.

He closed his eyes.

Black…the color of darkness…

It was all black…that was all he could see…

Darkness…

fire…

flames…

hell…

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

That was not it!

light…

someone shouting for help…

and then it came into a halt…

"Where am I?" The first question that crossed his mind. He was now sure that he was in a place he had not grown up with. A very different place. He had never been before.

"So you're awake! What's your name by the way?" An old woman asked, carrying with her a bucket of used clothes, maybe an old maidservant, he guessed.

"Madame…me?"

"Yes you my dear"

"My name is…"Okay, I'm thinking…What was my name again? Man! This is crap…

"Yes…" The old woman patiently waited for an answer.

"U-Uchiha Sasuke" That's it! That was my name right? Atleast I could remember my name. Or that was what I think it is.

What's happening?

"So dear your our Prince…" every word, spoken with venom.

Prince? What prince? Me? A prince?

"Aa" He answered. Yes! That's the best answer. It was either yes, no or shut up.

"Well then, I'll better finish these things first dear"

As the old woman walked away, one thing was on her mind…

And so is he…

Uchiha Sasuke

A BASTARD!

to be continued...

A/N: So I'm here again! hope you liked the story...please don't forget to read and review!

Please tell me if you want me to continue this fic or what...I'll be waiting!

Yumie-11