Sasuke watched numbly at the closed door.
Marriage.
Him.
Getting married.
And worse, an arranged marriage to a perfect stranger.
The fucking paper didn't even say who it was.
All it ever mentioned is that she's the same age as his and a senior at Konoha High.
It could be anyone.
Anyone.
The thought made him shudder.
What if she' one of those stupid fangirls wooing him?
What if it’s the red haired freak? He shuddered.
Suddenly, he felt the need to get out. To run away.
To hell with Itachi, he won't come back.
He's already saved enough money.
That's right, he's sick of his name anyway.
Sick of this stupid world and going to school with all those stupid fangirls.
As his resolve strengthen, an image of his brother's red eyes loomed over him.
Fear washed over him.
He'll surely kill me.
He shrugged it off.
To hell with Itachi, he repeated, this is my life.
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- Uchiha Sasuke's POV.
- The red haired freak is actually Karin
- Sasuke's roughly between 17 and 18. I'm using Japan's school system instead of my own country's since a senior in our country is basically 16 years old - too young.
- Disclaimer. I don't own Naruto. Ask Kishimoto Masashi-sensei.
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