Title: Romancing the Groom

Pairing: Sasuke/Naruto

Summary: What happens after a wild night of partying and you find out that you're now married to a hot shot millionaire when your own wedding is going to take place in a few hours?

Disclaimer: I only own the fact that I put these two characters into such a situation.

Author notes: This is based on the movie "Romancing the Bride." I have done this fic before actually with the same title, only with a Japanese Visual Kei band and I have made modifications so that it's not the same from the previous one. (There is a link to that fan fiction live journal on my profile page so you can read it and judge it yourself.) Other than what I just wrote, I hope you guys enjoy and please drop some reviews if you would like to. I really do love them.

Bachelor parties are always a wild night no matter what your husband will tell you ladies. It's our last night as free men, and believe me we will do everything in our power to either get laid, drink as much as possible, or act like total fools just because we can. Or maybe we can just do a combination of all three and see what happens. Which is pretty much something that I had happened to do. At least, I think I did, because I am laying in a very comfortable four-poster bed that I know is not in my own suite.

My cerulean orbs fluttered open lazily as I stared out the window looking at the great expanse of a beach beyond, wishing to take a dip, but not really want to move from the bed that I am currently laying on. I struggle to pick myself up, and a great surge of pain envelops my back and butt area. That's…weird. I've never had pain like that before. I groan and try it again, but still it hurts a bit too much to move so I'm just laying here hoping that the guys will find me or something.

Then, the next thing I notice, is there is a taut pale arm extending from the top of my pillow, nearing the top of my head. I follow the arm across and see that it's connected to a wide back, just as pale as the arm, and a mass of jet black hair at the top of the mysterious person…at least I hoped it was a person, because you never know nowadays how amazing dolls can look so realistic.

I shifted my body a bit, wincing from the pain yet again, reaching out laying my hand on the person's back, and rubbing it. The skin was so soft and smooth, and I couldn't help but keep giving the person feather light touches, but then my conscience caught up with me and I know that I was not supposed to be here, and I had slept with someone who was obviously not the woman I was about to be married to.

"Naruto Uzumaki…what the hell have you gotten yourself into?" I murmured to myself then tried to get up again. Maybe, the pain would go away if I walked or something. I finally was able to maneuver myself off of the bed and stood on shaky legs. I had to lean onto the wall for some support and felt something trickle down my legs and prayed that it wasn't what I thought it was. I didn't even look down, I just kept moving forward until I made it to the bathroom and closed the door locking it behind me.

I turned on the water in the bathtub then eased myself inside, hissing as my sore bottom hit the porcelain. "Ugh…how can I even get married with my body hurting the way it does. This is ridiculous!" I hit the water making it splash onto the floor somewhat and decided to relax, I didn't even know what time it was, but either way that didn't matter, if it were really late or something then Sakura's parents would call me, and I haven't heard my phone go off or anything.

As I was there soaking, I heard some shuffling noises, signaling my companion from last night, must have gotten up as well, missing my warmth. I snorted thinking that someone who didn't know me could miss the warmth of a person that they didn't even know and finished washing up. The shuffling had gotten closer and there was a harsh knock on the door followed by a very masculine sounding voice.

"Hey…are you in there?" A few thoughts had penetrated my mind about who the mysterious gal was (at least I was hoping it was a girl), and why her voice was so husky, but I shook my head calling out to the person that I would be out in a few minutes, just to let me finish cleaning up. I guess whoever was on the other side moved away because the shuffling had started up somewhere else, and I was wondering if she was getting dressed or something. Better for me if she was…I didn't want the guys to come and start knocking on the door having her answer it.

I finished up my bath, wrapping a towel loosely on my waist, and sauntered out seeing my worst nightmare sitting on the bed, fully clothed, with a smirk on his face. My towel dropped at the sight of him and I screamed as if someone had just told me they were going to do me physical harm or something. One of his perfect eyebrows raised as my towel had dropped and I looked down bringing it back up and holding it.

"What the actual fucking fuck?"

"Good morning to you too." That smirk was plastered to his face, and I figured it would never come off.

"Who the fuck are you? And why the hell are you looking at me like I'm some piece of meat or something?"

He shook his head and got up from the bed taking a step towards me. I had took a step back, and as he kept advancing I would retreat, but I had actually moved the wrong way and ended up being cornered into a wall and he put his hands on either side of my head. I was pinned there, and I stood frozen as his lips kept getting nearer and nearer. Then he changed course and spoke sexily (did I really think that?) into my ear.

"Sasuke Uchiha…I'm guessing you don't remember anything of last night? Unless, you'd rather I show you all over again?" My breath hitched in my throat and he pulled back, smirking again; the bastard.

"F-fuck you!" I couldn't believe I was stuttering over some guy, and now he was saying that we had actually did stuff last night? Maybe, that was why my ass hurt so much. But then that would mean…oh my god.

"Yes, you did." I glared at him, and he actually chuckled then pulled away from me. Not that I was missing the warmth of having his body pretty much flushed against my own, I actually shuddered from the loss of contact and I know he noticed because his smirk grew to a grin, and it only made me glare at him with more conviction.

"Bastard!" I exclaimed, and I stormed to the closet that was across the room, and I could feel his eyes on me. "Stop staring, dammit." I whispered. He only chuckled, spurring on even more conflicted feelings onto my person and I wanted nothing more than to just punch the hell out of that pretty boy. Wait…fuck I just called him a pretty boy. And I thought he was sexy. What the hell is going on with me? I'm getting married to Sakura Haruno, my one and only true love!

Of course, during the tirade in my mind I almost forgot about the bastard who was now, pressed against my back, which felt surprisingly good. Oh no…no no no! I didn't think this felt right, no this was not happening! I shook myself, and tried to move away, but his arms ended up holding me around my waist and I couldn't move away. Then he ground his hips onto my backside and I felt my breathing labor once again. This was just some weird wet dream that I was going to wake up from…right?

No…because the next thing I knew my towel dropped for the second time that morning and I looked down to find myself with a hard on, and the bastard's hands were going down my waist, to my thighs, and finally gripping my cock, sending a thousand shocks of pleasure running through my body all at once.

"Someone's excited…" I could feel his smirk against the back of my neck, along with a kiss that he decided to torture me with, and his hand started to pump me slowly, then moving faster as I couldn't contain any moans that were erupting from my mouth. I wasn't going to last much longer as he kept at it, and then all of a sudden he stopped, making me bite my lip with pent-up frustration. I wanted so badly to scream.

Then I was turned around and moved onto the wall yet again, and he easily slid down in front of me. There was no rational thought going through my mind at this point. I lost the ability to think as Sasuke's mouth ended up taking me in and my body moved forward eagerly wanting more. He sucked harder and faster, and soon it was all too over and I was about to collapse but he held me in his arms. I was panting too hard trying to say something, but all that would come out was sharp outtakes of breath.

He held me until I had come down from the high and when I was about to try and start yelling at him a highly booming voice that I recognized all too well started getting closer and finally harsh bangs followed the voice with it.

"Naruto open this fucking door I know you're in there foxy! And I know you got some chick in there too, but we really need ya to start getting' ready for your wedding!" A few barks accompanied my loud blabbermouth of a friend Kiba, and I wanted nothing more than to die in that moment. Then followed by Kiba there was a soft shuffling noises, some curses and finally…

"Naruto, will you please open the door? We really do need to get you ready." It was Gaara. Kiba and Gaara were sent to come and get me and Sasuke was still here in this room with me, having swallowed my cum, and I was still naked. Really, why was this happening to me? I rushed into the closet yelling at the door that I'd open it in a few minutes, ignoring the shocks of pain that was still shooting through my body from my ass, and I pushed Sasuke inside after I finished dressing.

"You, stay here. You are not going to come out until my friends have left, understood? I would rather you have left me earlier, but you decided to stay and-"

"Suck you off? Of course, after all we are married Naruto. Or did you forget that detail?"

"WHAT?" I exploded, and Kiba and Gaara were becoming increasing loud, yelling for me. I shoved Sasuke inside the closet again, furious, and closing the door, and opened the door to the room, having Kiba and Gaara stumble forward as if they were trying to listen in. "Hey guys…"

Kiba was the first to speak up. "Yo, were you just arguing with someone? I thought I heard another voice or something."

I laughed nervously shaking my head. "Nah, you know me. I like to talk to myself now and then. So, what's up? Ya'll had a good night last night, right? Pretty wild what we did huh?"

Kiba laughed and patted me on the back, hard. I winced, because I could feel it everywhere, especially right on my ass that was still very sore. Gaara didn't look convinced and I didn't know what to do. Of course, for it being the day I was hoping to get married, my luck was surely poor. Sasuke was moving inside the closet, very loudly and I gritted my teeth glaring at the closet door willing him to stop, but of course without being a jedi, that wasn't going to happen.

Kiba moved to the closet and forced it open, having Sasuke roll out which was pretty funny, but then he glared up at me, and I wasn't laughing anymore. Gaara stared for a minute but then looked at him. "Sasuke?" He questioned. My mouth was gaping open and Kiba was just looking between all three of us.

"What the hell is going on here, Naruto? And why the hell is this pansy in this room? I know this isn't yours, but is it his? I thought you left with some little trick when we left ya last night." I groaned at what Kiba said, and Gaara and Sasuke were having some staring contest.

"Well if it isn't Gaara, I knew you were out here in San Juan for a wedding, but I hadn't thought it'd be this idiot's." He smirked and I felt my blood pressure escalate even more, and I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.

"Who are you calling an idiot, you bastard?" He just chuckled, and Gaara put his hand hand on my shoulder, making me release Sasuke. I was still furious and punched the wall, making everyone but Sasuke jump at my actions and I didn't feel sorry.

"Sasuke…I know you were here at your hotel on business, but I didn't expect to actually see you around. What are you doing here with Naruto?" Kiba and I stopped paying attention to Gaara and Sasuke as the two of them began to talk. I was going to the bathroom to soak off my knuckles and he was following me, leaving the other two alone, but we could still pretty much hear them.

"If you must know Gaara, I finished all my work. As for what I'm doing here, isn't it pretty obvious? Two men in bed with each other, but of course you would know about all of that with your new boyfriend Neji, aren't I right?"

"But…Naruto? He's going to get married in a few hours Sasuke."

"Technically, he's already married."

"To who?"

"To me of course, I have the papers right here." I could hear the rustling of papers and I imagined he handed them to Gaara, and I rushed out of the bathroom, with Kiba hot on my heels.

"Let me see those you bastard!" Sasuke brought his foot out, making me trip and fall to which Kiba thought was hilariously funny, and I kicked his shin that was near my foot. He howled in pain, as his little pup Akamaru, barked right back at me as if threatening me.

"Children, do you think you can get along for two minutes? Annoying idiots…I don't know how you can put up with them Gaara." I growled at that bastard, glaring at him with the worst glare I could muster only wishing that he would end up like a pile of ash or something, but again, luck is not on my side.

"These are legitimate. Hat are we going to do about this? I know you don't really like him Sasuke, maybe we can just you know…get this annulled. They have that sort of thing around here, right?" Gaara looked at bit uncomfortable and Sasuke took the paperwork back from him.

"I never said I didn't like him, or else I would not have gotten married to him." He scoffed and I tried to get the papers back, only to have him ram me right back into the bed. Kiba snorted, but then tried to make a run for the papers, ending up on top of me.

"There is no way that I'll stay married to you. We're getting this shit annulled! I'm supposed to be getting married to Sakura dammit!"

"I know about your marriage to Sakura, you love her, but not as much as you think you do. You kept saying over and over last night how you knew this was going to be a big mistake and now you actually want to go through with marrying her? You've got to be kidding me, you moron. I would never put you through that."

"I don't fucking like you dammit. You keep on calling me a moron and an idiot. As if I would want to stay with a bastard like you! Just fucking release me, and we can pretend this never happened. Just…let me go okay?" I pushed Kiba off of me, and pleaded to Sasuke to let me go. I really wanted to go and get married, and I saw a flicker of sadness in his eyes…or did I imagine that? Either way, he gave me the papers, but held onto my wrist.

"We both have to go, if that's what you really want, then I'll let you go. After all, you're not the same guy I thought I picked up last night." He walked out of the room, having the three of us stare after him. Kiba snorted and said something about saying he had to go and wake the other guys and left the room. Gaara stared at me for a few more minutes then tilted his head.

"Go with him…I think the two of you, have more to talk about, and learn about each other. This is…getting interesting." He left the room too, and left me there feeling pretty confused. I sighed and laid back on the bed taking a few deep breaths, and found my phone vibrating endlessly, and looked into the caller ID.

It was Sasuke. "Come down, I have my car ready, let's go." He hung up before I could say anything, and I scowled down at my phone. I saw that I had a bunch of messages and texts from Sakura and the others, but I didn't feel like dealing with it. I took everything I needed and headed out the door, looking at Sasuke by his amazing Mercedes.

The sun shone on his skin, giving him a kind of angelic look, and I couldn't help but study him before making my presence known. Maybe if he wasn't such a bastard I would have given him a chance…maybe.

I got to the car, sticking my tongue out at him. "Alright bastard, let's get this over with quick! I don't know how long I have until my wedding." Sasuke just made some grunt noise or whatever and we sped off to the office to get the marriage annulled. While we were passing on the road I looked off to the beautiful beach, wishing I had remembered last night, and looked at Sasuke.

"I know we're gonna get this annulled, and probably never speak again, but…can you tell me what I was like last night?" He looked pretty shocked, then composed himself quickly.

"You sure you want to know?"

"Well yeah, that's why I asked?"

"Hn. You were amazing."

"I didn't mean about sex!"

"I wasn't talking about sex."

"Oh…give me details."

He just looked at me shaking his head, and then he began to tell me everything…

More Notes: Okay! So here's the first chapter. There will probably be one or two more chapters. I really want to keep this short, sweet, and simple. Next chapter, you'll get to find out exactly what had happened, why everything happened, and about Naruto's wedding! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Bye bye for now!

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