The electronic music bounced off the stone interior of the club. It wasn't what you would call a massive place, but it was popular enough to attract the attention of all the locals and tourist who were looking for a good time. They served every type of drink you could think of, had live music and entertainment every night and had a very engaging team of staff. Yes, the staff weren't only waiters and waitresses, but in fact entertainers. Not strippers, no. But erotic dancers. They would get up on centre stage of the club and give their audience a show while they sat metres away. Of course, you could look but you couldn't touch. And that's why Naruto was begged to come here with his two best mates, Kiba and Shikamaru, for his birthday. Kiba had picked this place out because he had come here a few weeks ago and saw the 'fucking sexiest' dancer and 'wanted to give Naruto a treat for his 21st.' He said to Naruto "If I wasn't engaged and straight as fuck, I would have begged to get a 'private show' with him." To which Naruto had rolled his eyes at, because he knew that anyone worth the rating of a 2 could look like an 11 out of 10 when Kiba had been on the drink.

The three of them sat at the bar, Naruto in between Shikamaru and Kiba. He wasn't very comfortable with being here, but he figured that he should get out for his 21st instead of sitting at home like many birthdays before. He took a sip of the drink Kiba had ordered for them all and made a face at the strong taste of alcohol. He wasn't a drinker either and let's be honest, he was a light weight, but he had agreed to get 'at least tipsy' in Kiba's words. So Naruto rolled his eyes and accepted the drink from the bartender. The drink was sweet, refreshing, but strong. A mixture of vodka, orange juice, southern comfort and WKD blue slid down his throat as Naruto eyed off the stage. Nothing was happening yet, but Kiba had mentioned that the dancers performed at 11pm when they were at the door of the club. It was a small stage, but took up most of the centre back wall. Wooden and slightly in need of a makeover. Nothing fancy at all. Naruto checked his watch on his wrist. "Only 2 hours to go. . ." He sighed and pushed his drink away from him so he could lean his arms on the bench of the bar. Shikamaru broke his small conversation with a waitress washing a glass across from him and glanced over to Naruto and touched his shoulder. "Why so gloomy on your birthday?" He frowned a little at his blonde haired friend. Naruto only gave a slight shake of his head in disagreement. He wasn't sad, but he wasn't so thrilled to be here 3 hours early for the only reason that they came here for. He sighed to himself and straightened up, not wanting to be the cause of wrecking his own birthday. "Nah I'm not gloomy, just a little impatient for the show I guess is all." He smiled at Shikamaru, attempting to improve his mood. Kiba, having already had four more drinks then he should have, joined in on their small talk. "Hey Naru, you enjoying yourself there buddy? Why don't you go flirt with some of the girls on the dance floor, I've been seeing some givin' you the eye." He asked loudly over the music that had intensified, demonstrating what he believed to be 'the eye' look. Naruto couldn't help but laugh at his friend's horrible attempt, but didn't answer him about getting up to dance. He was sort of awkward at dancing, the most he could do was a standard waltz, which he learned how to do back in tenth grade. Nothing that would be deemed appropriate for a club environment. Still, he glanced at the people in the club. Bodies bumped and grinded on each other, girls and boys alike were attempting some form of hooking up in a drunken state. It was actually pretty frightening, the idea of going into that, for Naruto. Shikamaru excused himself for the bathroom and Kiba whispered something in his ear. Laughing, Shikamaru patted Naruto's back. "Good luck out there buddy." He laughed more and left for the bathroom. Naruto was confused, until he saw Kiba's smirking face. "Fine, if you won't get up yourself, I'll have to help ya." And with that, Naruto was dragged out into the sea of strangers and was left having to attempt to dance with Kiba.

Within a few hours, Naruto had loosened up significantly, and had drunk a considerable amount of alcohol to make one past the term tipsy. However, he was still in full control of his actions and thoughts, much to Kiba's disappointment and Shikamaru's amusement. Currently, the trio were finished their third round of shots of a vodka mix. Kiba downed his, like the regular he was. Shikamaru downed it reasonably well whereas Naruto made it obvious that he was having trouble swallowing. Having a young lady slap him on the back from the seat on his left, his drink went down his throat and he gave her a small nod in thanks. The bartenders where rather amused with Naruto's display, and one of the men was even trying to get Naruto's number. Shikamaru took it upon himself to be the sober of the three and was declining anyone's offer to Naruto for him. The world was spinning for the blonde, and he had to hold onto Shikamaru for a minute to readapt to his reality. That was, until he was sure he was going to throw up and made his way to the bathrooms in a very unflattering manner. Shikamaru was about to follow him, until Kiba grabbed his buddy by the arm and insisted that they danced to 'his favourite song.'

Naruto hurried into the cleanest looking stall in the men's bathroom, didn't bother with the door and hurled into the toilet bowl. He had known that this was coming but he wished it hadn't had been before the show was about to start. Not that he actually really cared for the 'fucking sexiest' dancer, but more because he just wanted to watch the people dancing. He hurled again, coughing a little. Oh was he going to feel this in the morning he thought to himself. He leant back and turned to rest on the side of his stall walls. He closed his eyes and only heard the loud, constant thump of music beyond the bathrooms main door. Too lost in concentrating on not throwing up again, he didn't hear the bathroom door open, and didn't hear the footsteps of the male that had walked in. Naruto glanced at the sink from his position on the floor and blinks a little startled by the man checking his appearance in the mirror. From what Naruto could see, he was slender yet gave the impression that he would floor you if you messed with him. He was tall, a little more than Naruto, and was fair skinned. From the back, it looked as though he was wearing a formal suit, which was odd to Naruto. His hair was pitch black, and arranged in spikes at the back. Naruto could smell his cologne mixed in with the alcoholic mixture in the toilet bowl next to him. It was minty, refreshing and strong. Naruto had the impression that the man either didn't know that Naruto was there or that he didn't care that he was here. He was curious about the man's face, wanting to see it because, well, what he'd seen so far was rather attractive to him. Naruto tilted his head, trying to see his reflection in the mirror. He caught a slight glimpse of his face but then it was gone, darkness taking over it. He had leant too far and had smacked his head on the concrete floor of his cubical. His eyes caught the sight of the man turning to look down at him, until his vision faded away.