My Pretend Husband

The Bar

I had 3 chapters typed up, but I ended up forgetting to post all of them on wattpad. Silly me right?

Anyways, I don't own Naruto or any of the characters.

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Sakura stared at the entrance to the bar and gulped nervously, checking the sheet of paper in her hands. Nope, she didn't get the address wrong. At least she didn't think so.
The word 'Akatsuki' lit up in red lights that flickered every now and then.
If she wasn't in such a desperate need of money, she wouldn't be stuck in this situation right now, she thought bitterly.
With a resigned sigh, she pushed the heavy door and was surprised by the fanciness of inside the bar. The room was lit up perfectly, smooth wooden counter and nicely arranged display of drinks.
Now all she needed to do was to find someone named Sasori. Where...
"Hey, are you Haruno Sakura, yeah?" A hand touched her shoulder, and she jumped in surprise.
Sakura spun around quickly "You surprised me..." She placed a hand on her chest to calm herself down before eyeing the man in front of her suspiciously.
"Wait a minute, how did you know my name?"
The blonde haired man waved his hands in front of him,
"Calm down, yeah. You're here because of the fake marriage thing right?"
Sakura blinked in surprise. Was this the guy she had to pretend to marry? If so, maybe that won't be too bad, he looked like a nice enough guy.
"Oh! Are you Akasuna Sasori?" She asked.
The blonde haired and blue eyed man blinked rapidly, before bursting out laughing.
Sakura tilted her head and stared at him in confusion.
"I'm sorry but... Did I say something funny?"
The laughter died down,
"Haha no... I'm not Sasori, I was just amused that you thought I was, yeah. I'm nothing like him"
Sakura frowned "If you're not Akasuna-san then how do you know my name and why I'm here?"
Deidara shrugged "We were going to come together, but he's got an errand to run and so he's running late"
"Oh..." Sakura trailed off, but then something dawned upon her "How did you know it was me?"
Deidara winked "Just a hunch... But the hair's a dead give away. Why pink?"
Sakura huffed "For you're information, it's natural"
Deidara looked skeptical, and was about to say something when someone interrupted the conversation.
"I hope you didn't fill the poor girl up with nonsense, Deidara"
The voice sounded familiar to Sakura, and it took a few seconds for her brain to click and she pointed at the red haired man.
"You!" She exclaimed as she abruptly stood up from her seat.
Sasori glared at her "You're making a commotion"
Sakura glared back and bit her tongue before reluctantly sitting back down into the seat.
Sasori sat down besides Deidara, who spoke up "Well... Do you have any questions?"
The pinkette nodded "Oh yes, tons. In fact, how much do I get paid exactly? It only gave an estimate on the site"
"You'll be paid twenty thousand yen a week"
"What?!" That was a large sum of money for a week, what on earth was this guy's job?
Sasori must've sensed her surprised.
"There's nothing to be so shocked about" he drawled
"How can you say that?!" She screeched.
"Sasori's parents left him quite a big inheritance, yeah" Deidara intervened.
Sakura huffed. Of course, there's no way he could be so rich. Stupid jerk, throwing away his inheritance like that... Wait, if it was an inheritance...
"You're parents are dead?"
Sasori stiffened, before glaring at her "Do you have a problem with it?"
The pinkette winced, she must've hit a sensitive topic. The red-haired man's mood clearly darkening.
"Do you have any other questions, yeah?" Deidara quickly intervened.
Sakura nodded "Um, when do I start pretending to be... Your wife?" Sakura choked the last words out. It was so strange... She always imagined marrying someone she loves... But here she was, marrying someone as a job, even if it was fake. If only she wasn't in such desperate need of money. Her friend had been hurrying her about her debt as well.
Sasori's posture relaxed and he smirked,
"Today"

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Sakura grumbled as she stuffed her clothing in a large mint green suitcase.
She had been told -more like ordered- that she'd be living with Sasori starting from today, the red head had driven her back to her apartment to pack her stuff. With a time limit too! But Sakura knew better then to test his patient, he was going to be her boss for a month after all. (Unfortunately).
A voice shouted impatiently from the outside,
"Are you done yet?"
Sakura scowled as she glared at the closed door.
"No!" She turned back to her packing "Impatient geezer"
"I heard that, you brat!"
Sakura slammed her suitcase shut with more force then necessary and picked it up before heading to the living room. Did she miss anything? No... Her eyes stopped at the phone. That's right! She needs to change the answering machine.

"Hello, this is Haruno Sakura. I'm currently away on... a job, and probably won't be back till a month. If you need something urgently, contact me on my cellphone. And Naruto, if you're listening to this, no, you cannot ransack my fridge"

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