Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: SasuSaku
Summary: Class is dead, darling. It died out with the dinosaurs and it traded its pearls and white wine for MySpace and corona. Welcome to the 21st century; would you like fries with that?
Disclaimer: Standard disclaimer applies.


Chapter One: Enter

"Sakura."

No response.

"Sakura, come on. We're going to be late."

"Sasuke-kun, I'm scared."

A sigh. "Don't be. Just keep your mouth shut, smile and be pretty. Now come on, you're being annoying now."

Haruno Sakura slowly stood up, and made her way over to Uchiha Sasuke, who had his hand outstretched. She took it in her gloved hand, and together, they made their way down to the foyer and out of the house into the waiting car in the driveway.

Tonight, she would be tested.


"My, my, Sasuke-kun, and who is this lovely, young lady?"

Sakura smiled prettily, whilst Sasuke shot her a glance, before saying, "This is my companion, Haruno Sakura. Sakura, this is Orochimaru-sama, one of my father's benefactors."

"I'm charmed, Haruno-chan. Sasuke-kun must really like you for you to be here tonight. He's never brought any of his lady-friends to a function before."

Sakura watched Sasuke squirm a little, her smile widening. "Thank you. It's a pleasure to meet you, Orochimaru-sama."

The man straightened his tie. "Well, I must findJiraiya-sama now, he said he wanted me to read a draft of a new novel he's written; him, writing, can you believe that? I'll bet it's nothing but pornography. Well, it was wonderful to meet you, Haruno-chan. Sasuke-kun, make sure you look after her, okay?"

He winked, turned around and walked off, getting lost amongst the crowd of other expensive suits and designer ball-gowns.

Sakura's mouth dropped open. "Did I just do something right?"

"It appears so.Orochimaru doesn't get impressed by newcomers easily." Sasuke merely raised an eyebrow at Orochimaru's back, but considering that it was Sasuke, Sakura was willing to bet that he was secretly more surprised than she was, which wasn't very encouraging.

"Sakura, close your mouth. It's not very attractive."


"Well, Sakura-chan, I think you did absolutely magnificently. For the majority of the evening, the other guests were asking Fugaku and I who that wonderfully charming girl was with our Sasuke. I'm very glad he decided to bring you along," Uchiha Mikoto gushed.

Sakura beamed. "Really? Did they really ask about me, Uchiha-san?"

"I wouldn't be telling you this if it were otherwise. It seems you made a very good impression on them."

Somewhere to their left, Sasuke was talking to Fugaku and Itachi. After a few minutes, Sasuke walked over to Sakura and his mother and put his hand on Sakura's shoulder.

"Come on, Sakura, I'll take you home now," he said, pulling his keys out of his pocket with his other hand.

"Be careful driving now Sasuke. It's late," Mikoto warned, kissing Sakura on the cheek.

Sasuke nodded absently and exited their manor, as Sakura bade farewell to the rest of his family and trotted after him. They got into his car as he reversed out of the garage and drove out of the Uchiha estate.

Sakura couldn't contain herself. "Sasuke-kun! Did you hear what your mother said? She said that I made a good impression on everyone else!"

Sasuke sighed. "Yes, you did very well, now stop jumping up and down or you're going to make me crash and die."

The bouncing ceased, but the loud chatter and obnoxious giggles did not, and Sasuke cursed Sakura living so far away from him; it was a thirty-minute drive from her house to his and he would have to listen to her incessant babbling for the rest of the ride.

Sasuke pulled up in front of her house, and waited for her to say goodnight and get out of the car quietly.

No such luck.

Sakura smiled at him, her hair slightly messed up and her make-up smudged from her bopping around in the car.

Sasuke thought she looked beautiful.

"Sasuke-kun," she began eagerly. "Did I do well?"

Sasuke tore his eyes off hers and looked straight ahead. "Yeah, you did," he said. "Father and Aniki said you did good, seeing as how it was your first time, but there are one or two things you could work on."

"Really? What are they?" Sakura said, looking alarmed.

"Don't worry about it now. Father says he's booking you into etiquette classes starting next month. I'll tell you more when he gives me the details."

Sakura buried her head in her hands. "Oh God. Was I that awful that your dad has to book me into etiquette classes? So was everyone asking about me because I was behaving all wrong, like a – like a peasant? Oh God, Sasuke-kun, what am I going to–"

"No one uses the word 'peasant' to describe people anymore, Sakura. And relax. Take this as a good sign. If Father is going to all this trouble, it means he thinks you have potential and he wants to see you with us again in the future. He's just nitpicking; you know him."

Sakura calmed down. "Are you sure?"

"Very. Now get out of my car, I'm tired and I want to go home."

Sakura giggled. "Oh, Sasuke-kun," she said adoringly, grabbing her purse and kissing him on the cheek softly, before getting out of the car and skipping up to her front door.

Sasuke waited until he saw her enter the house and close the door before driving off. He didn't like the idea of Sakura living alone, but nothing could be done about that. Her parents were dead, their family broke, and she couldn't live with Sasuke and his family. For one, if things didn't work out between him and Sakura, then she would have no affiliation with them and would be thrown out, and she would have nowhere to go to after that. Besides, if any of his parents' friends found out, they would gossip like mad, what a scandal, they would say. They would expect him and Sakura to be married, it wouldn't be so bad then, but he was only eighteen, and though Sakura was the only girl he could tolerate at times, he didn't think that was a good excuse to go ring-shopping.

His phone suddenly went off, and Sasuke checked his caller-ID to see Sakura's name. He rolled his eyes before answering it.

"Did you leave something in here?"

Sakura's cheerful voice sounded from the other end. "Oh, no. I just thought I might talk to you while you were driving back, so you wouldn't fall asleep."

"You don't need to do that."

"I just want to talk to you, Sasuke-kun."

"Let me call you back then–"

"Sasuke-kun. I know I'm not as wealthy as you, but I can afford to pay for phone bills."

He rolled his eyes again. Annoying woman.

She continued talking for the majority of the ride, about school, about her part-time job at the local hospital and about the purple spot on her wall opposite her.

"Anyway, when's the next dinner or ball or whatever going to be? You know, I think I should win an Academy Award for my performance tonight, what do you think, Sasuke-kun?"

Sasuke paused. "Sakura," he began, cursing himself for feeling anxious about what he was going to say next. "Be careful."

A laugh. "What do I have to be careful about?"

Sasuke's grip on his phone tightened. "I don't want you turning into one of those people. The only reason I brought you out tonight was because I wanted to present you to everyone else. Don't turn into my mother, Sakura."

There was an awkward silence on the other end, before Sakura chuckled. "Don't worry about it, Sasuke-kun. I won't, I promise! Anyway, I adore your mother, and don't see what's so bad about – hey, Sasuke-kun, Ino-pig's trying to get through to me, probably going to go on about her latest encounter with one of the male species. I'll see you in school on Monday, okay?"

Sasuke swore as someone overtook him.

"Sasuke-kun?"

"Okay, okay. Don't keep Yamanaka waiting. It's rude."

Sakura giggled. "You are such a snob, Sasuke-kun. 'Night!"

Sasuke hung up, pocketing his phone as he drove past the open gates and up the front drive that led to the Uchiha Manor.


A/N:

Experimenting here. Don't kill me.

I have the ending for this all planned out, and the only reason I'm writing this is for the ending. This will be only a few chapters long, as the word 'original' and 'inspiration' are not part of my vocabulary, and yes, I know I'm failing at life thankyouverymuch.

Lessthanthree.

EDIT: Since I am the biggest loser this side of the planet, I made one character appear in multiple different roles. Ugh, someone shoot me. But it's been fixed now. Many thanks to lilxcutexmonstah for pointing it out.