title: Helen of Troy
summary: AU drabble. The night Naruto proposed, she fell in love with another man.
pairing(s): Naru/Saku/Sasu
dedication: To the game of go, because it's awesome.
word count: 359

a/n: This is not gonna be a pretty business.

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One

Sakura didn't know it, but the night Naruto proposed, it was love at first sight.

And it wasn't with her fiancée.

The fancy restaurant was filled with champagne and laughter. It had taken a long time for dessert to arrive, and Sakura was impatient. She turned away from an unusually fidgety Naruto—because, god, where was that waiter?—and she saw him.

Spiked-up black hair, pale face, and chilly black eyes.

Their eyes met.

Electricity coursed through her veins. Her heartbeat increased its pace.

She was feeling something—

"And—voila! Dessert, specially made!"

—something like excitement.

The next thing she heard was the tumble of chairs and a heavy thump on the floor. The entire restaurant silenced.

Their eye contact broke. The man was looking at something on the ground now next to her instead.

Blinking, Sakura finally understood what was happening and turned to Naruto.

He didn't hurt himself or anything, did he? He never had much patience with knives. She knew coming here was a bad idea, but he had insisted so much. . . .

What she saw was shocking.

Her boyfriend was on the restaurant carpet, all right, but he was absolutely fine. His eyes were shut tight from nervousness and his outstretched arms were trembling hard.

And in his hands . . .

"Sakura Haruno"—Naruto looked so awkward like this, kneeling with one knee on the ground in that ill-fitting tux and wrinkly orange tie—"I know I'm probably the most moronic man you've ever met, and there will always be days when you will hit me over the head when I can't pay the electric bills or yell at me for saying stupid things"—Sakura's palms were sweating, and she barely heard the scattered laughs from the guests—"but I just want to say . . . I just want to say that . . . ?"

And in his hands was a small, small diamond ring. In that moment, it was the most beautiful thing Sakura had ever seen in her life.

The room burst into applause when she said yes.

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In his corner, Sasuke Uchiha left the restaurant Ilion silently, without looking back.

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a/n: I cannot write NaruSaku to save my life. :P
An update on Sasuke, Not Uchiha is probably long overdue but . . . Yeah. Writer's block. Really backed myself into a corner last chapter.
Hopefully this will get more updates than my other (coughahundredcough) ongoing stories.

Tune in! :)