Bastard
After the ceremony was finished Sakura was told to find Uchiha Sasuke in the crowd and help him with luggage. By the time she found him, his luggage had been taken by some Uchiha servants. Sasuke was lounging on a wooden bench in the courtyard, "What horrible service, a servant that doesn't even show up in time to help their master get unpacked? I'm disappointed Yamanaka slave." Sakura glared at him as he leaned back into the bench, "You bastard!"
"I am full-blooded Uchiha!" He laughed. Sakura crossed her arms where she stood, "Not only did you lie to me; you have the audacity to insult me on top of it?"
"It doesn't matter, you shouldn't trust strangers. I only lied because I had to. Now, what's up with you and fire head?" Sakura refused to let the tears well up, she locked her jaw, "I don't know what you're talking about." Sasuke smirked, "he wouldn't have gotten that overprotective over nothing."
Sakura wished she was nothing. She felt the tears start to well up and turned away. Sasuke stood, "I think you're forgetting the situation, Sakura. I am not the slave you met yesterday, I never was. Today and forever more I am your master, you'll refer to me as such until I tell you otherwise or I will have your usual Masters on you with whips in a heartbeat. Understand?" Sakura nodded violently and hoped that the wind brushed the tears out of her eyes. He really had turned out to be a cold hearted bastard. There was no trace of the man she had met the night before; he may as well been dead.
Sasuke's suite looked as if it had been decorated by professionals. Sakura realize that the design was probably made by professionals. The servants just knew how to put it all together. The Uchiha emblem was all over the room; on the bed, curtains, chairs, and on the mat that was lying next to the bed. Sakura assumed that this was where she was going to be sleeping. It looked like there were few personal items in the room as well.
Sasuke sat down on his bed and pulled a book off of his bookshelf. Sakura stood awkwardly for a few minutes and cleared her throat to try and get his attention. He ignored her. She stood for a couple more seconds and then tiptoed over to the mat on the floor and sat down. She looked around the room. It wasn't a bad size for two people and also had its own bathroom. Unlike in the slave quarters, everything was actually clean, some sort of sweet smelling incense was a burning on the end table next to her. Next to the mat there was also a small black box with an engraving on the lid: Sasuke U. Sakura was naturally attracted to the box. It was beautiful and had little white decorations all over it; not only of the Uchiha symbol, but also little moons, flowers and animals. She reached out to touch it.
"Don't touch that." Sasuke said leaning over his large fluffy bed, his book was nowhere to be seen. He is glaring at her so intensely that she wanted to crawl into a hole and die. Sakura's hand quickly fell back into her lap, she looked down at her hands, "I'm sorry," he smirked, "I'm sorry what?" Did he really expect her to call him Master? She glanced at him, his eyes held expectation. Sakura blushed, "I'm sorry… Master" he smiled and sat up, "good, maybe since you're getting it I can be a bit nicer," he ran a hand through his hair. Sakura let out a sigh of relief. Suddenly he jumped off of the bed and sat down across from her on the mat. He stared at her for a while. She wondered what he could possibly be looking at; his expression reminded her of when he had pretended to be Naruto.
"Why do you have so many little cuts and bruises on your face?" Sakura flinched. Why would he ask her that? She was only a slave after all, he had said so himself only moments ago. Was there anything he could possibly do with the information, or maybe what he was just curious? What happened to the cold hearted bastard? Sakura was starting to feel that this man had a double personality. Either way, he was sitting across from her expecting an answer.
"Um, my manager, Rowena, gets angry at me sometimes," Sasuke nodded, "So only your manager bully's you?"
"Y-yes," Sakura hesitated. Sasuke stared at her for a moment, Sakura was surprised by the amount of compassion she saw in his eyes. He sighed, "I can tell you're hiding something; protecting someone else." Sakura turned her gaze to the tiny black box that she was forbidden to touch, "Why do you even care anything about me?"
"I wouldn't say that I care just that I'm interested… Curious." Sakura felt a twinge of sadness at his reply. She didn't know why, she was just a slave after all. Sasuke gave her a once over, Sakura shifted in her dress uncomfortably. Suddenly, the Uchiha jumped off the mat and walked out the door. Before he got far he yelled back, "I'll be back soon."
Now Sakura was all alone. The bright yellow dress she was wearing had really started to get itchy; sadly she would have to wear for the whole of the visit.
Knock knock knock
Sakura jumped up to answer it. A beautiful blonde with blue eyes was standing at the door. The girl, who couldn't have been much older than Sakura, stuck her nose in the air and sneered at Sakura before she even got a chance to bow. Sakura smiled politely anyway, "Good evening Ms. Ino, is there anything I can help you with?" Ino crossed her arms, "Why would I want to talk to you, slut?" Ino grinned evilly. Her voice changed completely as she called around Sakura, "Sasuke, are you in there?" Sakura fought the urge to push Ino out of the doorway, but she still couldn't help glaring. Who is she calling slut? She was wearing a V-neck minidress cut so low it might have been less obvious about her intentions is she had worn nothing at all. The minidress was bumblebee yellow of course, to represent her family's colors correctly. Her face was flush at just the idea of Sasuke. It probably really annoyed Ino that Sakura would be with him almost every minute of the day for the length of his visit. She wondered if Ino would even guess he could have a "Naruto" side, not that she would care anyway.
"He's not here Miss, he just left. I bet you could catch up to him if you ran," Sakura chuckled, Ino was wearing 6 inch Navy blue heels. Sakura was about to shut the door in Ino's face, but the blond put her foot in the door, "Sakura, I know you have some sort of dumb little crush on Sasuke, but I'm not too nice to tell him about how slutty you really are," She gave a wicked grin, "so I suggest you back off." Sakura glared at her. Who was she to say such things to her? Sakura was nothing but a servant; for Ino to be threatened by her was less than pitiful. "Yes ma'am," Sakura said with a fake smile. Ino turned her nose up to the ceiling. Sakura shut the door in her face and sat down on Sasuke's bed, she could still hear you know mumble outside the door, "Whore." Then her tone changed, "Sasuke dear, where are you?" Sakura sighed and laid down on the bed, she relaxed as the scent of winter and tomatoes, his scent, filled her lungs. She sighed in contentment; she was once again reminded of her night with Naruto and found herself slowly drifting to sleep.
When Sakura woke up she was shocked. It was the first time in weeks that she hadn't had the nightmare! For some reason though, she couldn't remeber where she was. She rubbed her eyes a little bit and then noticed a presence behind her.
"This is my second time watching you sleep," the Uchiha's voice was like velvet and the events of the morning came flooding back to her memory once agian. Sakura jumped of the bed and turned to face him. He was sitting in the chair, one arm crossed over his chest, the other him was holding a book. Sakura bowed quickly, "My greatest apologies, um, Master. I just –" the Uchiha clapped his hands, "Ah, good! You got this master thing down!" Sakura was relieved that he wasn't angry, but still confused. Sasuke shook his head and smiled, "I bet that dress is uncomfortable. I brought you a new one," he said, pointing to the bathroom. Sakura walked in and shut the door. Hanging in the closet next to the tub was a Navy blue dress that held the Uchiha symbol on the back. Next to the dress laid a pair of dark red knee-high socks and navy blue shoes. She decided that it would be best to take a shower before she attempted getting dressed. It felt amazing to take a real shower with soap and everything. She managed pretty well with what her owners gave the slaves, and Seth would sometimes have her use his shower, but that hadn't been for a while. The soap felt amazing on her skin and in her hair. She stepped out of the shower glowing.
Sakura put on the outfit Sasuke had prepared for her and inspected herself in the mirror. She looked pretty good. The dress went really well against her complexion and hit a little bit above mid-thigh. Even though she had long legs the socks still touched above her knee. The outfit was really comfortable compared to all the lacy netting that was under her yellow dress and the dress hugged all of her curves perfectly. The sleeves were short and round and the neckline wasn't too low. The Uchiha emblem sat nicely on the upper part of her back.
When Sakura walked out of the bathroom Sasuke grinned, "Nothing less than expected," he said, "And to complete the outfit I brought this," he held up a blue and white frilly head piece. Sakura felt her jaw drop, "I'm not a French maid... or a porn star." Sasuke's eye's narrowed, "Or a porn star what?" Sakura flinched, "Master, but really, I'm not going to-"
"Good," He held the headpiece out to her, "Now put it on." Sakura took it and reluctantly put it on top of her head. Sasuke smiled, "Perfect! Now everyone that sees you will know that you are my personal servant. Just be glad I'm not Itachi, his marks are a lot worse." Sakura stood there embarrassed, this was really weird... could he be a pervert? She decided to change the subject, "Did Miss Ino find you in the halls, Master?" Sasuke rolled his eyes, "No, thank God. The last thing I want is for her to have her slutty-ness oozing all over me."
"Wait, um… Master. I thought that your family was here so that you or your brother could, um, get to know her." Sasuke laughed, "What, no! I don't think she'll be able to catch anyone higher in class than a farmer; and that's not even likely." Sakura sat down on her mat, "Then why is your family here? Is it because of some sort of contract?"
"To tell the truth, it's because my sister met one of the Yamanka boys at a dinner party and apparently fell in love." Sakura's eyes grew wide. Girls that had crushes on Seth were always in danger. She remembered countless times that she had to clean up the aftermath of what was supposed to be an innocent get together; and the envy she felt as she watched him beg for forgiveness and make them promise not to tell. He did none of this with her. He didn't have to; if she told anyone she would probably be killed.
"Are you okay?" Sasuke was standing in front of her now, "You're crying." He wiped the tears with his hand. Sakura shrunk away from him, he looked worried. Sakura straightened up and spoke, hoping that her voice wouldn't waver, "Which boy was it?" He shrugged, "I didn't pay all that much attention when she told us. Gala, or Bara maybe it was-"
"Gaara," Sakura breathed out in relief. Sasuke gave her a curious look. All of a sudden there was a knock at the door. Sasuke rolled his eyes, "Enter." A girl dress in the same attire as Sakura (except for the headpiece), "Sir, dinner is ready to be served. Oh, am I interrupting something?" Sasuke shook his head, "Tell them to put an extra chair next to mine." The girl bowed and shut the door.
Sasuke stood and pulled off the shirt he had been wearing. The Uchiha was facing her so she got a very nice view of his perfectly chiseled abs. His skin was beautiful milky white and without blemish. When he noticed Sakura looking he flexed his chest a little bit and laughed. Sakura blushed and turned the other way.
"You may as well look. You'll be seeing this a lot." Sakura couldn't make herself turn around, she was already thoroughly embarrassed for being caught staring. She stared at the wall, "Um, Master, why did you ask for an extra chair at the table?" She had already guessed the answer, "So that you can eat with me of course." She thought about how the Yamanaka's would respond to seeing one of their slaves in another house's uniform; What Seth would think about the stupid headpiece she was wearing, "Slaves are not aloud to eat at the dinner table. We eat after clean up."
"I'm done. You can turn around." When she did she saw that he had changed into a dark blue silk shirt. He ran a hand through his hair, "Look, you are my personal for the length of this stay. That means whatever I tell you to do; you have to do it, no matter what the rules of a house are. Your family already knows that, all families that own slaves know it. I'm telling you that you're eating with me. The only thing you need to say is 'yes Master' if there's a problem, I'll deal with it. So what do you say?"
"Yes… Master." Sakura was still uncomfortable in saying it. Sasuke beamed, "Good, so when we go to dinner that's all I want you to say. If someone asks you a question I will answer for you; and even if I don't you don't say anything." Did he do this every time his family visited a house?
"Okay... Master" Sasuke walked over to the door and motioned for her to follow.
Everyone was at the table when Sasuke and Sakura arrived, they must have been late. Sakura was relieved to see that Gaara was going to be on the other side of her; he was the only Yamanaka child that she didn't have problems with. She looked at her feet and tried not to blush as she sat down next to Sasuke.
"What the fuck?"
Sakura almost fell out of her chair.