A/N: I am still trying to get back into the swing of things with writing so I am publishing this one-shot I wrote during this week. i am not sure if it's any good but I wanted to post something. Please let me know what you think. Um, enjoy?
Accidental Upgrade
Chapter 1: Bitter end meets bitter beginning
It was funny how things worked.
Or rather life worked.
It around this time last year where I cried my eyes out on my pillow and sang Taylor Swift songs until the girls finally staged an intervention.
I'm pretty sure the haircut with the rusty kitchen scissors were the breaking point for the intervention.
My best friends were the ones who pulled me out of the rocky point in my life where I wanted to burn down my prick ex boyfriend's house with a gallon of gasoline and a case of matches.
Yeah, I was all for it and I was totally willing to blame the Eminem and Taylor Swift songs for it.
Sure, I hated the jerk.
No, despise would be a better word.
Not only did he break up with me in the most tragic way known to man but he did it so smoothly for the world to see before he blocked me from his Facebook page.
Yep, I hated Uchiha Sasuke.
He was the bane of my existence.
But, I was determined.
Oh yes.
So determined.
To prove him wrong.
I am not the frigid, whiny, girl he made out to be on Facebook. Yeah, did I mention that he broke up with me on Facebook complete with pictures of his new girlfriend.
Arrogant bastard.
As I zipped up the slinky, backless, Beyonce bootylicious inspired dress, I was hit with a burst of inspiration as well as trepidation.
Wouldn't it be fun to show up at Sasuke's house dressed like this to show him exactly what he was missing?
Nah.
The selfish, dickless bastard wasn't even worth it.
The sound of my cell reached my ears as I dodged across the room for my phone. Tonight was my night. I had finally passed the MCAT and finally made it into the medical school of my dreams.
Despite the hard year I had, I still managed to make it into the Konoha School of Medicine.
Take that you Chicken Shit!
The sound reached my ears once again and I finally picked up.
The sound of four happy voices yelled back at me as they demanded I come downstairs for our night on the town.
Roughly, 1.5 minutes later I was in Ino's cherry red convertible as the breeze blew threw my hair.
Tonight was going to be a night I would never forget.
I was 21, single, and totally hot with exotic pink hair.
Tonight, the world was my oyster and I was prepared to order the lobster.
The feel of sunlight against my skin woke up as the scent of sweat hit my nose.
For a moment, I placed the pillow over my face as I tried to block out the irritating sun shining in my face. It was within this same moment, where I realized hat I didn't have bedroom windows in my small apartment.
As a matter of fact, my bed wasn't this soft either.
The thought of possibly being kidnapped filled my senses before it was squashed by a warm arm surrounding my waist.
I tried to hold back my terrified squeal but it slipped out anyway.
Well, shit!
With the flexibility of the world's clumsiest gymnast, I stumped from the bed just in time to notice a pair of gorgeous onyx eyes locked onto mine.
For a moment, I couldn't breathe.
No, I refused to breathe!
In that bed, which I am assuming was his, was none other than Sasuke's elder brother, Itachi.
With dark flowing hair and a body deadlier then sin, I knew I was in trouble.
I couldn't stop staring.
No, I really tried but I just couldn't.
I am pretty sure it something to do with the fact that he was completely naked.
As in birthday suit!
Holy shit!
But, for some reason my eyes watched in morbid fascination as Itachi continued to stare at me without a care in the world.
I was prepared to scream bloody murder when three words fell from his lips that tore my world apart.
"Good morning...wife."
Holy shit!
What the fuck did I do last night?