Pairings Itachi x Sakura, Sasuke x Ino, Naruto x Hinata, Asuma x Kurenai

Genre Romance/Humor

Type Chapter Story, AU (Alternative Universe)

Disclaimer "Naruto" does not belong to me but to its rightful owner/s.

Rating T

Age Haruno Sakura & friends 20 Uchiha Itachi 25

Authors Note/ The story is situated in a modern Japan err.., World. The "Naruto" Clans & Families are very famous people and are part of the high society.

Sakura didn't want to live a life of a pampered "It Girl" . After turning eighteen she decided to study medicine, against her parents wish to inherit their company. Her parents, however, accepted it after a year and decided to let her choose her own path.

The pink haired beauty likes avoiding the media and social gatherings, which her parents often visit. She managed to ignore them for two years and finally her mother succeeded in pursuing Sakura to join her poor, lonely parents and take part in the event of the year - Sarutobi Asuma's and Yuhei Kurneai's wedding.

The pinkette however, didn't knew that her presence at the wedding would be the trigger to a chain of events which turn her into the prey of a fearless predator also known as Uchiha Itachi...

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Sakura looked thoroughly at her reflection displayed on the enormous, wall sized mirror placed in her hotel suite.

She first inspected her dress; it was breath taking. The two layers of purple matched perfectly to her waist long pink hair. It reached to her knees and screamed royal. The first layer was a see-through, similar to a net, the dark plum shade added a mysterious aura to whoever would wear it and made it look elegant due to the symmetrical straps. The second layer consisted of a lilac coloured, strapless dress which increased the cute factor and added more feminine charm. Everything was connected by the kimono-like waist band which was a mosaic of both purple shades neutralised by a delicate dark ribbon placed in the centre of it.

Her make-up was done by one of the most famous stylists, well at least that's what Ino said. Her fairly toned face, inherited from her mother, was covered in a thin layer of foundation followed by a delicate applied pink blush. Her emerald eyes were beautified by the mesmerizing purple eyeshade which matched perfectly to her dress. Sakura's lips were decorated with a delicate caramel toned lipstick, it pointed out her pink blush and heart shaped face.

The hairdo was simple but elegant. The females silky, pink hair was combed together and formed a complicating looking bun, it made her look unique and aristocratic. A elegant, cream-coloured fascinator was covering the left half of her head. Four inch, medium pink, high heeled booties engrossed her petite feet. A elegant, dark plum shaded bag made itself visible. The accessory had waves, perfectly identical to her dress, on one of its sides and was an eye catcher. All in all she looked like a real princess.

However Haruno Sakura, daughter of Haruno Kizashi "the lucky millionaire", furthermore a famous company owner and Haruno Mebuki Kizashi's wife AKA said company's CEO, was far from happy. Or even better said; said daughter was the actual opposite from happy. Sakura was pissed. off.

Unfortunately, before being able to state her discomfort and visible anger she was interrupted by a gentle knock on her door. Sakura immediately changed her frown to a luscious fake smile and proceeded to greet the clearly unwelcome guest.

After opening the door with as much grace as possible and looking at the face of her visitor the female immediately dropped her fake smile and her frown made itself once more visible.

"Forehead! You're as good in controlling your emotions, as these Uchiha bastards!" shouted a beautiful blonde while standing still in the hotel's corridor where everyone could have heard her casually thrown words.

"Ino, calm yourself!" was what came from Sakura's mouth, right after she dragged her best friend into her suite. Said best friend plopped right onto the couch placed in the monstrous hotel room.

"Yeah, yeah. Chill Sak, no one heard me. We're on the highest floor where no paparazzi's are allowed." she yawned like a cat after its afternoon nap. Then, Ino added with a devilish smirk present on her face "Well unless, they put their income from a whole year together and rent a suite."

Sakura rolled her eyes and said with a seemingly annoying voice "Ino, what do you want?"

Ino instantly switched to annoyed "I was talking with Sasuke in our suite, then his lovely father decided to show up and take Sasuke somewhere in order to discuss some stupid company thingy." Sakura looked knowingly at Ino and instantly decided to not think about what "talking with Sasuke" meant in Ino language. "So, Fugaku's still not accepting you as Sasuke's fiancé?"

The blonde's face turned sad, she and sat up from her lying position. "Yeah, just because I'm not a stupid cousin of Sasuke and don't have this stupid Uchiha blood inside of me." She shrugged and nursed her eye in order to prevent it from creating tears.

Sakura joined Ino on the couch and hugged her "Ino, don't worry. You and Sasuke definitely find a way to solve this." the gentleness in Sakura's voice was comforting and Ino now understood how Sakura was able to tame the most difficult children in the pediatric ward.

„..Yeah."

After a few seconds spent in a comfortable silence Sakura's phone began ringing and the two girls shouted in shock at the intense volume a phone could produce.

"Holy shit, Sakura ! Bon Jovi- you give love a bad name? Seriously?!" Sakura rolled her eyes at her best friends remark and walked over to the table.

"Yes?" was the gentle and thoroughly delicate voice Ino heard when Sakura answered her cellphone. After a few seconds however an evident frown was making its way to Sakura's face and the angelic features, Sakura could use whenever needed, were slowly fading away.

"No mom, I'm not escaping right now, and no, I also don't plan on jumping out of the suite's window in a desperate way to show how much I don't want to attend to this weeding."

Ino had to physically refrain herself from laughing at the amusing mother-daughter conversation she was lucky to overhear. Really, she lost count on how many times she experienced their "argumentations" how once kindly Sakura had put it. For the blue eyed woman it was always utterly amusing to experience their word exchange. Ino could never allow herself to speak so friendly with her own mother. She was raised to be a lady and had to always maintain the image of one. Her Family is, like Sakura's, in the top ten of the most well-known and rich families in Japan. In addition, they always expected and expect the best from Ino.

But in the presence of Sakura and her family the blonde is always able to be just Ino, and for that she would be Sakura forever thankful. No way in hell she'd ever say it out loud, though.

"Yeah mom, I wear the exact clothes you bought me yesterday. Bye!" And like that Ino's attention returned to Sakura who now said in a even more annoyed tone "Shesh, really I hate it!"Ino just could not let the chance slip, she had to leave a sarcastic remark! With a raised eyebrow she began her rant.

"Just for the protocol. You hate the money your super millionaire like dad offers to you, and you hate wearing the goods your super business like mom purchases for you which are by the way only brand name products like Chanel, D&G, Prada, Versace have I forgot something? Ah, yes Gucci. Instead of the luxury your parents could provide you, you choose to live in a three room apartment placed in a three rate area and study at a, oh surprise, second ranked University medicine. Am I Correct?"

Ino couldn't believe it! Instead of living a life of luxury and extravagance as an upper sider for which she was born to live, like herself, Sakura actually choose to live as a nobody.

"Ino, I'm happy with my life. No scratch that. In fact, since becoming independent I feel that I am alive." Then Sakura smiled at her best friend and Ino decided to drop the subject. For once, she did not know how to response.

"I seriously don't get you, Sakura."

"Well Ino pig, blond do makes people lighter in the head, I've heard" stated Sakura with a evil smirk plastered all over her face.

The whole six stars hotel was immediately, only seconds after Sakura's statement, overwhelmed with a bloody "FOREHEAD!" scream.

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Sakura felt completely out of place.

After Ino finally felt like going back into her own suite, Sakura had barely time to mentally prepare herself for the incoming wedding of the Sarutobi's Clan heir Sarutobi Asuma and his already pregnant fiancé Yuhi Kurenai, to which Sakura was obliged on attending. Together with her parents. And another dozen of people from the high society.

So. fucking. fun.

In general Sakura liked wedding's. They have this sort of peaceful air around them. You can truly sense the bright and earnest feelings everyone feel for the new leads in their joined life.

That's the complete opposite to a wedding in the high fucking. society.

The pinkette loathes these gatherings wholeheartedly, for she knows that the majority of the feelings, events and behaviours displayed there are just an act.

The only true thing is, not always though, the love of the newly married couple.

Everything there is simply for individual benefit. The Media are always present, which increases the chances of a popularity rise of whoever they decide to interview or show.

People, really rich and really powerful ones are also present, that's a perfect opportunity to start a business. And lastly , the most disgusting, cowardly and hurtful thing for Sakura – gossiping.

That's why Sakura had originally planned to spend the weekend in her cosy apartment; sleeping. The only thing she would do would be forgetting the very stressful week she had to survive. Oh, how she wished she didn't...

Certainly, death was a far more friendly option compared to Sakura's present activity which was sitting in one of their family's limos, what a show off.., waiting for the car to stop right in front of the red carpet.

"Sakura, I do hope you will show a more appropriate face the second we get out." Echoed Mebuki's voice through the spacious car. Her words brought Sakura back from her daydreaming, unfortunately.

"Yeah, I know." answered Sakura lame-ish.

"I know you don't want to go through this whole wedding, but please understand we were invited as a family. The media would make an uproar if we were to come incomplete." Mebuki's voice sounded worried and caring, after a second she added "You know, many people would kill to be in your place." Sakura raised a well-shaped eyebrow at her mother's statement. "Then, I'd gladly get killed." Before Mebuki had a chance to reply Kizashi burst out laughing

"You're definitely my daughter, Sakura! Your sense of humour is the same as mine!" Were Kizashi's words to which Mebuki reacted with a face palm "Can't you two be more adequate?"

"Sakura, Mebuki look! Even the Queen is attending!" said Kizashi happily, gallantly ignoring his wife's remark.

"I wonder if the Sarutobi's kidnapped one of her dogs in order to make her come" Sakura recalled reading something about 'Queen's dog's gone' recently in the newspaper.

"Nah, it's more an Uchiha thing to do." Replied the current Haruno clan heir. There was a slient murmur of "These two idiots" echoing from Mebuki's direction.

Kizashi simply smiled, amused by his wife's temper. He always thought they suited perfectly to each other. He has more of a cheerful and outgoing personality, while his lovely wife is more a stern, realistic and straight forward person. "I love you too, darling." commented Kizashi.

"Haruno-sama, it's time." Spoke the driver suddenly.

The whole atmosphere suddenly changed into pure professionalism. Sakura mentally switched to her "perfect-daughter" personality she always used on such events. Kizashi's posture straightened, he looked like the famous business man he was. The Haruno Heir wore a Kelvin Klein suit ordered especially for this occasion. The jacket was a beautiful night black made from the most expensive material, it made the impression someone stole a piece of the night sky just to use it for his suit. His buttoned under vest was an absolute eye catcher. It had beautiful light silver - white straps. His tie consisted of the same colours as the vest and made his white shirt look more special. Kizashi's trousers were made of the same material and colour his jacket was made from. His stylish, metal shaded, brand shoes made his whole attire look complete. His normally blossom shaped hair was now efficiently combed back into a "The Godfather" like hairdo.

Mebuki put on her gentle smile, it made her even more astonishing. The Haruno company's CEO wore the newest, red Dolce & Gabanna dress. One of her straps was overwhelmed with shiny brilliants while the rest of her toe-long dress neutralised it with its redness. Her black high heeled shoes were plain but together with the crystal earrings they made her look formal. Her hair was done by the same stylist her dearest friends Uchiha Mikoto and Uzumaki Kushina liked to contact. Her characteristic single bang which fell down into her face was now separated, and together with the rest of her hair, put backwards. The beautiful shoulder length blond hair was now delicately touching her back. The with crystal white jets overwhelmed headband placed on the top of her head held her hair in place. Her make-up was very natural and the only flashy part were her red lips, it all complimented her fairy toned skin.

"May the façade begin." Were Sakura's last thoughts before gallantly stepping out and on top of the red carpet.