[Name's] POV

I woke up on Saturday feeling like shit. The loud noises my sister was making from downstairs echoed into my room, waking me from my peaceful slumber. As I sat up in my bed, my door was kicked open by non other than Marlie.

"What do you want?" I groan, wiping the sleep from my eyes.

"Husband is here!" she giggled, her cheeks turning slightly pink.

My eyes grow wide as I realize who she meant by husband. "T-Tell him I'm not ready," I stammer, throwing my blankets off of me. My eyes scan over to my clock, seeing it was already 12:21 in the afternoon. My sister shrugs her shoulders as she waltz out of my room, closing the door behind her.

Shit! Shit! Shit! Did I really sleep that long?!

My plan was to wake up early in the morning, eat breakfast, get dressed and wait for Sasuke to pick me up. But nope, I've just been screwed over.

What should I wear? What should I wear?!

Short skirt and blouse? No, the wind might blow my skirt up. He'll definitely see my panties.

Long skirt and long sleeved shirt? No, I don't want to look like a nun.

Skinny jeans and white crop top? This outfit has never failed me before.

I slipped on my favorite black boots, grey cardigan and sprayed one of my favorite perfumes before exiting my room.

When I arrived into the living room, I saw my sister pressed up against Sasuke trying her damnedest to flirt with him. But, Sasuke kept a straight face the whole time. I smiled, keeping my laughter suppressed. I tap Sasuke on the shoulder and he looks up at me.

"Ready to go?" He asked and I nod my head.

"Bye Sasu-boo!" My sister waved, gushing to the brim with affection and joy.

Sasuke's eye twitched, and I could see the rage in his eyes, however Sasuke kept his straight face. "Bye," he grumbled quickly, before grabbing my hand and leading me to his car. Speaking of his car, holy crap he has a nice car!

What kind of car is this?

"It's a Maserati Granturismo. Nice, isn't it?" Sasuke smiles, admiring the vehicle along with me. "Too bad it isn't mine. It's my brother's. He let me use it since my car is currently being fixed. Naruto crashed it, that fucking idiot."

The car was black and sleek. Shiny as hell, as if Sasuke's brother cleans it 24/7, and there was no dent in sight.

As I snap out of my thoughts, Sasuke opens the door for me like a gentleman. "After you," he says. I nod and enter the car.

Where are we going? I ask once he enters the car.

He clears his throat, starts the car and mumbles something.

Sorry. What was that?

He looked away from me, sighing softly. "Don't be freaked out by this but, we're going to my house. My family wants to meet you."

I blink a few times, trying to piece everything together. Once he turns to my direction I ask, Why?

Sasuke scratches the back of his head. "It was just a big misunderstanding. My mom thinks you're my girlfriend. I tried to tell her you weren't but she wouldn't listen and my brother made everything worst," he answers, grimacing. I just nod my head, letting this happen.

...

"This is my house," he gestures towards the huge, and I do mean huge, structure in front of us.

This isn't a house! This is a mansion!

If his mansion was considered a "house" then my house would be considered a shack. My mouth was left agape as I stared at it. Sasuke chuckles and takes my hand for the second time today. "Come on," he led me to the entrance of his home, opening the door for me.

If my jaw could hit the floor, then it would right now. Everything was beautiful and clean looking. There were two staircases leading off into two different hallways, a large hallway ahead leading to what looks like the living room, and a medium sized chandelier hanging from the very high up ceiling.

"Alright, let's hurry to my room before my family sees us," Sasuke whispers, tugging me to the left staircase.

As we climb the stairs, I hear a deep chuckle. I scan the area for the source of the noise and see a guy leaning on the wall at the top of the right staircase.

That must be Sasuke's brother. Sasuke must've not seen him.

"Heey little bro," his deep voice echoes slightly stopping Sasuke in his tracks. "Where ya going with that pretty girl?"

"Oh God," I hear Sasuke mumble miserably.

"Is that your girlfriend? The one your supposed to bring over today?" Sasuke's brother asks. "She's quite the looker."

Sasuke continues climbing the rest of the stairs, bringing me with him. His head his cast downwards but his pace was quick.

"Sasuke? Where are you going? You don't want to introduce your big bro to your girlfriend?"

I look behind us and see Sasuke's brother crossing the small hallway between the stairs but he was taking his sweet time. It was actually intimidating.

We passed many doors leading to Cthulhu knows where and I was admiring ever little thing. This place had a modern style to it and it captivated me. Next thing I know, I'm being pushed into a navy blue room. Hard floor meets my tush as Sasuke slams and locks his door.

He turns to me, smiling and laughing nervously. "Sorry about that," he apologizes, his cheeks pink.

It's okay. I look around his room and most things are a shade of blue. Nice room.

"Thanks," he shrugs, grabbing my hand and pulling me off the floor. Even after I was up, he didn't let go of my hand. For the third time today, he was holding my hand.

Sasuke pulled me to his bed, allowing me to sit down on the plush king sized bed. It was so comfortable, I could have fell asleep right there. But a knock came at the door.

"Heey Sasuke? Let your big bro in?" The muffled deep voice of Sasuke's brother asked from the other side of the door.

"Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin!" Sasuke growled, and I nearly bursted into laughter but I contained myself.

"Fine, fine, fine. But you're going to leave that room of yours at some point little bro. Remember, you don't have any food in there," his brother chuckled darkly.

At that moment, my stomach growled. My cheeks warmed as Sasuke's gaze snapped at me.

"Please tell me you're not hungry?" he whines, his eyes pleading desperately.

I didn't eat breakfast. I'm sorry.

Sasuke sighs loudly. "It's fine. I'll go get food. Itachi must've left anyways."

He walks up to his door and presses his ear against it, listening intently. Again, my stomach growled.

"I'm getting on it," Sasuke grumbles, speaking to my hungry belly. The raven haired boy unlocked his door and cracked it open. "Keep this locked, okay?"

I nod, standing up to lock the door after him. "I'll knock once I'm back, okay? Don't let Itachi in," he instructs.

I understand.

Sasuke slips out and I lock the door after him. I wait patiently for Sasuke to come back. His room was large. Larger than mine and oh so blue. It smelled so good, sort of like him. I walked around, looking at every little thing. There were pictures of him, Naruto and some pink haired girl. There were also a picture of him and his brother kept in perfect condition, even though the picture seemed like it was taken ten years ago.

So cute.

As I was explored more of his room, a knock came at the door. I smiled, ready for any food Sasuke was going to offer. Rushing to the door, I opened it wide.

"Hello darling," Itachi smiles. "Mind if I come in?"

A/N: Stayed up all night typing this one. Next one is about the devilishly handsome Itachi and his antics. No romance yet, but there shall be some, soon I'm hoping. Wishing you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Love ya'll bye!