A/N: I like this chapter. Grin.
Her Wedding Day
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A wedding invitation sat crumpled on the ground in all its glory.
Scrunch marks and a footprint graced its silver embedded letters but if you squint closely enough, you could have still made out what it said…
…
You are cordially invited to the wedding of:
Yamanaka Ino
And
Uchiha Sasuke
Date: June 30th 2006
Time: 6:00 pm
Place: Randolph Grey Cathedral
…
Today was her wedding day.
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The three days went and gone quickly. The church was set up and beautifully decorated. The guest list sent and received. The shops littered with vicious shoppers, all of whom were trying to make it to the cheapest blender. The caterers ordered and steamed up the menu dishes… Everyone was preparing for the very much anticipated, Uchiha-Yamanaka wedding.
"Oh… Sweetie!" A middle aged woman squealed at her partner. "Isn't it wonderful?"
He grunted out his answer, "Aa."
She let out another loud screech and hugged him around the middle. "I love you!" She smiled up at him.
"Ah." He replied softly, taking her arm and leading her down the path towards the glittering lights.
The pair walked arm and arm through the orchid and ivory field, not noticing the warm gaze of the woman behind them.
Sakura couldn't help but grin to herself when she heard those words… Somehow things like these just didn't bother her very much anymore.
She was proud of herself.
She was healing.
Walking up the carpeted steps, Haruno Sakura couldn't help but be amazed at what she saw. As she carefully took each step, approaching closer to the dazzling church, her heart suddenly stopped beating. It was so beautiful.
Damn… what Ino said about having a big wedding, she meant it. Sakura would have never imagined something like this.
The whole place was drenched in roses, from pink, to white, even blue. Sakura suspected that she must have ordered custom made flowers. It was quite classy really. Rose petals adorned the clean swept floor and a sleek silky white carpet covered the whole cathedral. It was beautiful. Silk drapes hung around on the ceilings and ice sculptures dazzled the hall. You couldn't have gone anywhere without being presented with something extraordinary.
"Wow," she awed, "it's so beautiful!"
"I know, ay?" a tall figure addressed her from behind. "It took weeks for us to decorate this place. Let me assure you, it was no simple task! My team had to pull a bunch of all-nighters!" She chuckled merrily, eyeing the pink head closely. "But as you can see the results are amazing!"
"Yeah…" the jade maiden agreed.
The wedding planner let out a happy sigh, "I'm a bit worried about the ice sculptures though… not sure if they will make it or not." She turned and looked at the lovely girl, seeing her nod her head in agreement. "Well… I'm just wondering... which side are you from? The bride's or the groom's?"
"T- The," she faltered, wondering. "Well… um, I'm." she stopped, a smile tugging at her soft lips.
She didn't know why this was taking so long for her to decide. Of course, of course, from the very beginning… she was from… "The bride's."
This was going to be a very difficult ceremony. She could already feel it.
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Running blindly down the stairs, Haruno Sakura was in a rush.
"Damnit!" She cursed, hiking up her slim fitting dress so she could move her legs faster.
"Stupid."
She took two steps.
"Goddamn."
She moved the long gown to the side, not wanting to get stub marks on it…just yet.
"Dress. – Ah!"
At this remark she fell forward and pitifully made an attempt to grasp the banister. Luckily someone was there to catch her. Or rather, luckily someone was there for her to fall on top of.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!" She apologized immediately, bowing her head in shame. Now she would be even later. "I didn't look where I was going. I can be a total …" Her last few words began to fade until it was almost a whisper. "…Klutz"
She watched in shock as the person she used as a safety cushion got up and slowly began to dust off his black jacket.
"Neji-kun?" she asked timidly.
He stopped his dusting and turned around nodding once before poking her in the thigh once.
Her cheeks automatically burned from sheer embarrassment. "Oh! I'm so sorry" She began, getting off his legs so he could stand. "I didn't see you and I was in a hurry and I wasn't watching where I was going and this stupid dress -"
He silenced her with a hand. His eyes looked her up and down scrutinizing Sakura, making her nervous. (Hee, Neji's such a perv.)
"Um…" she started, not liking his gaze. "Well, I have to go now… bye." She spoke quickly turning around and hurrying down the stairs. Or well, she would have if it weren't for the arm that stopped her from doing so.
"You look beautiful Sakura." His soft voice spoke out, making her knees feel weak.
If possible she turned redder.
"I-I uh… I-I'm…" she stopped and composed her shaky self. "Thank you." She said, tugging a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
He nodded once and let go of her wrist. "I will see you at the reception."
She looked up at him and nodded. "Yes."
"Ah." He confirmed.
"SAKURA! WHAT THE HELL IS TAKING YOU SO LONG?" An angry voice thundered from the bottom of the steps.
She internally winced at the harshness of the voice. Tenten was mad. "COMING!" she called.
"YOU BETTER!"
She turned and gave Mr. Handsome a smile before bidding her farewell. "I got to go. I'll see you later Neji."
He nodded and she turned around, continuing her path stumbling down the stairs.
"SAKURA! YOU HAG! INO'S CALLING YOU!"
"I SAID I'M COMING!" Sakura screamed, annoyed.
In an instance she wished that she hadn't screeched those words out. In fact, she really wished that he would stop staring. No really, his stare was getting uncomfortable.
She looked up at Neji having turned around and staring wide-eyed at her petite bellowing form. "Erm… I -" She turned even redder when she heard her voice echo off the walls earning her a soft smirk from the Hyuuga protégée.
She swallowed hard and timidly began to edge closer to the large fern plant close to her, having that feeling of 'wanting to crawl into a hole and die'.
Then, out of the blue… well maybe not, but close to it, something amazing happened. Hyuuga Neji, the wooden statue, laughed. And it wasn't just a chuckle or anything but a laugh. Simply put, it was a loud thunderous laugh.
Sakura almost smiled. Almost. If only it wasn't because he was laughing at her – wait, her mind started working overtime. He was laughing at her…
"– JERK!" She shouted hitting him on the arm hard with her purse.
Nope. None was safe from her short-temperedness, not anyone …not even him.
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"Sakura!"
"What?"
"Come here. I need you!"
Sighing, the maid of honor moved her ass over to the bride's room. "What is it now?" She asked irritated.
Grumbling away, the tired pink head cursed her luck. Whatever the bride was pissed about she was going to take it out on her. Damn that caterer! She had specifically asked for lobster, LOB-STER. But nooo… the idiot goes and buys 400 different types of shrimps! How the hell did shrimp sound anything like lobster? She should have just fired this guy's sorry ass on the spot! Needless to say, she wasn't very happy about that. Fudge!
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Rubbing her forehead, the woman answering the phone call was getting pretty irritated. Little bits and pieces of her conversation were floating into the other room, for all the other people to hear. Long silences would pass before she would answer.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not paying for that."
Silence…
"What do you mean I have no choice?" the woman jeered.
"…"
"Heh. I'm not paying for it."
There was a pause.
"I'm sorry if your boss will be mad, but I did not order it, so I won't be paying for it."
Sakura gave off a very aggravated grunt.
"LOOK, OKAY?" she finally yelled out, reaching her limits. "I. AM. NOT. PAYING. FOR. IT."
Sakura shook her head.
"Says you."
Pause.
"Whatever, the lobsters better be here by 7:30."
Pause.
"Aha. Yeah. Fine." Letting out an annoyed growl, she hung up the phone.
You had to do everything by yourself nowadays…
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"Lock the door." The bride hissed.
She let out another deep sigh and carefully shut the fancy door, making sure that she took all of her goddamn precious time. "Wah… INO!" she screamed out. Upon entering the room, Haruno Sakura found herself in a very frozen and shocked state. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?"
"I don't know!" the blonde woman cried, rubbing at her swollen skin. Every inch of her face was covered with little pink and red dots… The woman obviously just got a nasty allergy attack, or she just had a massive pimple invasion!
Damn! Someone needed to get her some major cover up, and quick! …And maybe some Prozac…
"Oh my god… Ino…" She hurriedly ran towards the bride and unwillingly inspected her rashes. Slapping her hand away she glared at the blonde. "Stop scratching it, you idiot!"
"I can't help it!" she whined out, clearly in much discomfort.
Sakura took a step away from the contaminated woman and started hyperventilating. 'Holy shit… holy shit…what am I going to do?' She knew her best friend well enough to know that she would rather die then go to her wedding looking like that.
She inhaled and exhaled, taking calming breaths. "It's okay, just tell me what happened." First things first, she needed to get to the bottom of this unwanted development.
"I don't know!" she yelled out, itching even harder.
"Stop that!" she forcefully pried the slender manicured nails off the flesh.
"Ugh…" she moaned in protest. "Sakura… what's wrong with me?"
"I really have no clue right now Ino. You have to tell me what happened first." She inhaled.
"I already did!" she screamed, "I have no idea what happened! One second I was all fine and normal and the next thing you know, I'm sporting disgusting red splotches all over my face! Ugh!" She reached out and began scratching behind her hair.
"That's it? It happened just like that? You didn't feel anything? Nothing stung you or anything?" She gasped, "You didn't burn yourself by accident did you?"
The blonde glared at her. "Of course not!"
"Then why?" she screamed out in desperation.
"I don't know? All I remember was feeling hot all over and being itchy!"
The maid of honor suddenly lost it. "Are you allergic to anything?" She shook her by the shoulders, trying to have her remember… "Anything at all?" her best friend wasn't that smart…
"No… Nothing that I know of!" the bride shrieked. "I can't believe this! Why? Why now? On my wedding day to say the least" She started to bawl, covering her scarred face with her hands.
"Shh… There, there." Sakura comforted her, gently rubbing her back. She instantaneously felt horrible for freaking out on the bride. "It'll be alright, I'm sure you just had an allergic reaction to something. I'll just go and call up Tsunade-sama and I'm sure she can heal it in a jiffy!" she smiled cheerfully, exchanging her worried expression to one in complete and total reassurance.
"Are - are you sure?" the bride hiccupped.
"Of course!" she exclaimed, giving her a nervous smile. "I'll be back in a sec, don't you worry!" Sakura gave Ino another pat and headed towards the door.
"Hurry back… Will you?"
She stopped and turned around. "No worries," she smiled, closing the door, making sure that it was tightly sealed. She didn't need another outburst of concerned women littering the place. That would be an extreme nightmare.
'Just breath Sakura-Chan… all you need to do is breath…'
She took another look at the white and purple door the bride was probably currently scratching herself behind. Why did everything have to be so difficult? Why did the dumb blonde have to have a hidden allergy attack? Why did it have to show up now?
She exhaled and rubbed her eyes warily. 'Now to focus on the matter at hand.'
Her current mission was to find and capture her gambling addict sensei and force her to heal the godforsaken aggravating bride.
Oh Joy.
She had a wedding to save mind you! Regardless of the fact that this is her least favorite, least anticipated most dreaded, union. She let out a regrettable sigh… oh how her life sucked.
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"Did you hear?"
"Huh?"
"Something's wrong with the bride!" A middle-aged woman whispered.
"Oh my!"
"I know eh? I heard from Nina, who heard from Chiyo, who heard from Yura, who saw the bride!"
"What's wrong with her?" the blue eyed woman asked shocked.
Her friend Sarah looked at the floor, hushing her voice even further. Leaning closer in so no one could hear, even Tsunade, the latest eavesdropper, who had impeccable hearing had to strain to hear. "She has the chicken pox."
"Chicken poxes?"
"Shush." She nosy one hushed. "Yeah, you heard me, she got the virus."
The shock did not fully sink in before a thundering voice interrupted them.
"TSUNADE-SAMA!" A voice boomed throughout the hallway. "TSUNADE-SAMA!"
Sighing, the blonde headed Godaime rubbed her sore forehead. Somehow she knew that whatever this loud person wanted, it would not be good. She turned to see the two women widen their eyes and slant inwards, closer together, pointing and nodding, hearing the soft murmur of, "See I told you so." Shaking her head slightly she answered. "Hai?"
"Tsunade-sama!" a grateful voice sighed in reflex. "Thank heavens I've found you!"
It was Sakura.
"Tsunade-sama!" she whined. "Something happened, and I don't know what to do! I've never seen anything like it before, one moment and then the next and… and… OMG, she looks like a monst -"
Sealing her eyes shut, the twenty-year-old look-alike raised a youthful hand, silencing the jabber mouth. Taking her last, very long sip of her sake, savoring every drop, she replied jadedly, "I'm coming."
She tilted her head when she heard the pink head exhale deeply.
She smiled.
At times like these, all you can do was deal with it.
Besides, Chicken poxes wasn't that big of a deal. Let's just pray that the groom had them before.
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Sakura waited by the door tapping her foot impatiently, checking her watch every other second.
It was 5 o' clock.
The bride should have been doing her makeup by now.
Sliding her hand through her messy hair, Sakura cringed in disgust. She had to get ready too. Her hair was oily and unwashed. She needed to get her makeup done and put on her dress… and to top it all off; she had to deal with the polka dotted bride… Time was not on her side today.
Oh well, weddings were almost always delayed. Right?
Sakura couldn't have hoped more than to have this be true. They were way behind schedule. She could almost see the wedding planner killing her already.
So far, the far too stressed off wedding planner came up four times requesting to see the bride. Each time she was presented with excuses, her anger increased, and sooner or later, if Tsunade-sama did not heal Ino, Sakura's ass would be fried. Literally.
Giving off a grateful sigh, Sakura could not be happier to see her sensei walk through the purple door.
"How is she?" Sakura asked, concerned.
"Not good."
Sakura held in her breath.
"She's one nasty sick." Her sensei commented, clearly pissed. Obviously Ino had pushed too many buttons.
"Will she be alright?" Sakura said shakily. She closed her eyes, praying. Her whole life depended on this answer.
"Oh. She'll be fine." Tsunade smiled.
"Thank the lord." She exhaled.
"I cleared her skin, so it should heal completely in a few days."
"Oh… sensei… you're a life saver!" Sakura quickly pounced on her.
The Hokage chuckled. "No problem."
"Neh, Tsunade-sama? What was wrong with her?"
The Godaime gave Sakura a calculated stare.
"Neh sensei?"
"She had an allergic reaction… to shrimp." She said slowly.
She swallowed hard. "S-Shrimp?"
Oh Shit.
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"One more hour bastard." A cheerful voice commented, putting on his jacket. "You ready?"
"…"
"Sasuke?"
"What?"
The man clicked his tongue, irritated. "You become more and more of an ass-hole everyday don't you?"
The groom shot the man a cold glare. "Shut up dope."
"Tch." he said, readjusting his tie. "Are you nervous?" Naruto scoffed teasingly.
"Heh." He snorted, "Only you would be nervous."
"Hey! What's wrong with that?" he asked, putting up his hands defensively.
"Sissy."
"Bastard."
Sasuke chuckled deeply when he heard the hurt in Naruto's tone. "What's wrong? Nervous?" he mocked.
"Never!" Naruto retaliated.
"Heh." He repeated, going about getting ready. "Whatever."
"Neh Sasuke?"
"What?"
"It's 5 o' clock."
"Aa." The groom smirked.
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Huffing and puffing, a tired looking woman was currently sitting on a chair trying to catch her breath.
"Sakura… It was your own fault you know."
Sakura threw her hairbrush at the speaker.
"Ow! Hey! Don't blame me!" A dark haired woman by the name of Tenten laughed.
"Maybe it was my fault but you could have helped you know!"
"Awe." Tenten pouted cutely. "What would be the fun in that?"
Sakura gave Tenten a horrible glare. "I, single handedly disposed of every GODDAMN SHRIMP in this place and you COULDN"T EVEN HELP!" She shrieked.
"Um… Sakura-Chan, can you please keep your voice down?" a kind tone timidly squeaked.
"Oh. Sorry Hinata." She grinned.
"Ew. Sakura, go take a shower – you smell like shrimp."
The vein in Sakura's head started to pop. Damn that woman… Without another word to the pair, the eyebrow twitching pink head grimly walked towards the bathroom and started to wash up. She couldn't risk Ino having another allergic reaction to her shrimp smelly self. She just spent an hour dumping out the gigantic order of seafood for Christ's sake! She'll be damned before she causes another breakout.
"Hey Sakura! Hurry up! There is only one more hour before the wedding."
Tenten grinned when she heard the angry sound of a slamming door.
"What's her problem?" Tenten asked, smirking to Hinata.
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They were either waiting in silence, neither one talking, or bothering to start a conversation. They let the sweet sensation of stillness sweep over them. Leaning on the center burgundy couch, Uchiha Sasuke, the recent groom, and Uzumaki Naruto, recent best man, sat twiddling their thumbs together bored.
Both men dressed accordingly, donning on two expensive black suits with the traditional red ties. One looked rather fidgety and the other nonchalant. Messy light blonde hair swept back and dark tawny raven-black hair also swept up and combed.
They would exchange uneasy looks with each passing moment, neither one wanting to break the hard earned pristine silence. The only sound in the room was the ticking of the old antique center timepiece and the light taps of hastened footsteps leading out from the hallway.
"Neh Sasuke-teme?" Naruto asked, breaking the unrecorded record.
"What is it?" He stiffly inquired.
"It's almost time." He said, looking up at the ancient grandfather clock with glee.
"Hn."
"It's almost 6."
The groom presented the moron with an uninterested stare. "Whatever."
Naruto looked down shyly at the flooring, playing with his hands. "Actually," he started. "I think I'm going to go down a bit early – maybe Hinata-Chan is there already."
"…"
"Bastard?"
"Comb your hair." Sasuke said indifferently, "It's embarrassing."
"W–Wha?" Naruto automatically ran his hand through his untidy hair. "It looks fine."
"Comb it." He repeated again.
"Never!" He said playfully, sticking out his tongue.
The groom sighed, fed up with his childish behavior. "Do it now or I'll get the banshee to do it for you."
Naruto gasped. "You can't!" he taunted. "It's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding."
Sasuke's left eyebrow abruptly twitched. "Its bad luck that I already have to see your ugly face."
"Stupid bastard."
"Dimwit."
"Fine, whatever." Naruto said casually, moving towards the door. "You better be ready in 5 minutes."
"Hn."
"5 minutes." He scolded. "You better not be staring at your hideous mug the whole time."
Sasuke glared at the laughing Naruto.
"See you in a few, bastard." Naruto replied smiling, turning around.
"Dope." Sasuke said with an annoyed tone.
"What?"
"…"
When he got no reply, Naruto turned around to glare at the man with an ego bigger than the sun's. "Wha –"
Thud.
The idiot was hit straight in the jaw with a comb.
Smirking, the groom turned around and faced the red-faced fox.
"SASUKE!" the blonde man screamed, outraged.
"You forgot it." He offhandedly stated.
The blonde man glared icily at him and stomped his way out of the room and down the hall. Grumpily repeating the same words under his breathe, "It's his wedding… wedding… calm down… his wedding…"
Sasuke could only smirk when counting down the seconds before the blonde would blow up.
"3."
"2."
"1."
"…"
"YOU BASTARD!"
"Heh." Sasuke chuckled darkly, pleased at the blonde's discontent.
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"There!" A young woman announced proudly, staring at her creation. "You look beautiful!" She awed. "And just in the nick of time may I add." She smiled, winking.
The woman sitting in the chair hesitantly got up, stretching a bit from the last hour she spent sitting down. "I don't see what was wrong with me an hour ago!" she hissed evilly, pissed at having to sit through 60 minutes of hell. All the makeup and hair pulling was not worth it – in her opinion anyway… looking pretty wasn't something that Sakura tried to do… it just… came naturally. She was not used to the pain in her neck and back from sitting straight for so long.
Beauty was torture.
Damn guys. They would never know what some woman did to look beautiful…
Stupid cows.
"You stank of seafood and looked like a hobo." Tenten's voice answered coolly.
Rubbing her sore neck she jeered, "But I still looked prettier than you."
Her reply was a swift kick in the leg. "Shut up Sakura!" Tenten yelled.
Sakura couldn't help but let out a victorious smile. She won. Oh Hellz Yeah.
"What's wrong Tenten dear?" Her smooth voice asked teasingly. "The truth hurts, doesn't it?"
"Bitch." Tenten whispered, whizzing past Sakura and heading out of the room.
"I know eh?" Sakura mocked quietly, staring at the slammed door.
"See if I do anything for you again!" an angry voice boomed from the hallway.
She grinned.
Haruno Sakura had fruitfully dished out her payback.
Revenge never tasted so sweet.
Laughing, the maid of honor took a step towards the full-length mirror…
'And now to survey the damage.'
"…"
She choked back an unexpected gasp.
This could not be her, who was staring wide-eyed at the mirror.
She banged her head mentally on the doorframe. She owed Tenten the biggest apology…
Maybe she should reconsider her earlier words… pain was a part of beauty? Wasn't it?
She had so much to think about now… and the image in front of her helped her forget… even for a minute.
Sakura absentmindedly twirled the tight fitting dress. It was very beautiful; she had to admit that much. Soft green and emerald ribbons, it was a beautiful combination. Her hair pulled back and tied up in two beautiful braids, clipped to the side of her face. She only just finished. Her shower took longer than expected.
She really did love this dress… but she knew that it would be hidden in her closet by the end of the day – never to be seen again. Or maybe it would be burned? Who knows? It all depended on her attitude later on. If she were to be angry, then it would probably be torn to shreds… If she were to be sad, then it would be folded and placed away as a reminder.
She really hoped that she would be mad.
She eyed the glittering gem that was dangling on her earlobes. Oddly enough, the striking sapphire matched perfectly with the deep emerald.
She narrowed her eyes at her stunning self. She had put it off for too long.
"Sakura!" a voice echoed up the stairs, startling the maiden. "It's 6'o clock. The wedding is about to begin."
The jade maiden stared wide-eyed at herself.
This was it. It was really happening. The moment she was dreading for the past two weeks.
"Sakura!" Tenten's voice screamed at her. "We need you!"
Gulping back tears, the tall figure gave one last sorrowful glance before reacting.
She had to do it now.
"I'm coming."
Today was her wedding day.
"I'm sorry Ino…" she whispered into the silence, hurrying out of her room.
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"You feel better?"
"Yes." A grateful voice answered, turning around from the mirror. "Much."
"Good." A worried Hinata said calmed, helping Ino with her makeup.
"Hinata?"
"Hmm?" She hummed softly in an assonance tone.
"Where's Sakura?"
Hinata stopped applying the blush. "I-I… I'm not sure." She stammered.
"Hmm…" Ino said all too idly.
"What's wrong?" Hinata questioned.
"Nothing…" She said robotically. "It's nothing…"
She stared at her reflection in the mirror, and saw the ticking clock behind her.
"It's almost time." She said softly.
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Step.
Her eyes widened at her luck. Someone was coming.
Step.
She quickly ducked behind one of the hallway pedestals holding a large vase of vivid flora.
Step.
She closed her eyes and prayed that whoever it was missed her.
Step.
"Stupid bastard…" A fuming voice complained.
Sakura's eyes lightened… That voice… It belonged to…
"Damn egotistical asshole…" The same voice echoed.
Sakura took a peak out from behind her hiding place, and sure enough, saw the messy hair of Naruto ahead of her.
"Jerk…"
Sakura quickly concealed herself again, praying that he wouldn't find her. She blended in pretty well with the green stems so she wasn't that worried.
"Dumb loser…"
Sakura pulled a hand on her mouth to cover her harsh breathing sounds, as he strode past her, making his way down the stairs.
"Ass… HEY ICESTICK!" he yelled suddenly. "YOU GOT 5 MINUTES!"
Sakura inched further down the wall, fighting the sudden urge to roll her eyes.
"ICESTICK!"
BOOM.
The slammed door scared her shitless, having gasped out loud in reflex. Thank goodness that the noise echoed, covering up her could-be-fatal mistake. She carefully took a peak around the bud vase and saw Naruto's retreating back. He seemed to accept this as a reply and hastily ran down the stairs three at a time, rushing to get to the ceremony.
Moving away from the handy hiding spot, Sakura inertly sweat dropped and gave her surroundings a quick acknowledgement of safety. She let out a small smile. "Thank you Naruto," she whispered softly. He had unknowingly led her to Sasuke-kun's room. The door slam was an obvious giveaway.
Looking franticly over her shoulders regularly Haruno Sakura could no longer afford any mistakes. Like Naruto had stated, there was only 5 minutes left… 5 precious minutes…
Picking up her pace Sakura rushed by the many doors making up time, often casting nervous looks behind, checking for unwanted roadways.
She sighed deeply when she came in sight of the oaken door the groom was residing behind. Taking another quick peek behind her, she smiled.
No one was following her.
The hallway was now empty.
Giving a frightened look, she stopped at a sturdy mahogany door.
'This is it, suck it in Sakura!'
She inhaled deeply and closed her eyes in concentration.
'Okay. Let's go.' She mentally urged herself onwards.
Knocking softly on the door she waited patiently.
"Come in." A deep voice answered.
Straightening up her clothes she gulped down her nervousness.
'You can do this!'
She pushed the door open and entered the room.
"Sasuke I have to talk to you."
A/N: Drools… Sasuke-kun is so tremendously hawt! Damn… I'm in love. XD Chapter 306 was awesome! Go read it.
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