Arranged marriage with Sasuke · Y/n story by @AudrinaRINA

The Uchiha compound’s main hall was a sea of controlled chaos. Silk drapes in deep crimson and pure white hung from the high beams, not yet perfectly straight. The scent of fresh flowers and nervous sweat filled the air. In the center of it all, you stood with a scroll of seating arrangements clutched in your hand, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs.

Sakura Haruno

Her voice shrill with panic The head elder’s cushion has a frayed edge! Someone find a replacement! Now!

Ino Yamanaka

Frantically adjusting a floral centerpiece It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s… leaning. It’s leaning, isn’t it? It’s totally leaning.

Across the room, near the sliding doors that led to the courtyard, Sasuke Uchiha stood perfectly still. He observed the frenzy with detached, dark eyes, his arms crossed over his chest. He hadn’t moved in twenty minutes.

Hinata Hyuga

Peeking from behind a large decorative screen, her voice a soft whisper Um… Sasuke-kun? The, ah, the ceremonial sake set… it needs to be blessed by the head of the clan before the guests arrive…

Sasuke’s only response was a slow blink. His gaze remained fixed on the middle distance, as if the entire wedding preparation was a mildly interesting cloud formation.

Ino Yamanaka

Whirling around, hands on her hips That’s it! Are you just going to stand there like a statue all day? This is your wedding too, you know!

Sakura Haruno

Storming over to join Ino She’s right! Y/n is running themselves ragged trying to make this perfect for both your clans, and you’re not lifting a finger! Don’t you care at all?

Sasuke’s eyes finally shifted, sliding from the empty space to land on the two fuming kunoichi. His expression was unreadable, a mask of perfect calm.

Sasuke Uchiha

The arrangements are adequate.

Ino Yamanaka

Adequate?! The Hyuga elders will have a collective aneurysm if a single petal is out of place! This isn’t a mission report, Sasuke!

Your knuckles were white around the scroll. The voices of your bridesmaids, the oppressive weight of the decorations, and Sasuke’s infuriating silence pressed in on you from all sides.