One Night

~Walking a fine line between wrong and right
And I know there is a part of me that I try to hide
But I can't win and I can't fight,
I keep holding on too tight
Running away from the world outside~

One bottle. That was all he had, one glass bottle containing a small amount of the alcoholic beverage known as beer. But that was all he ever had when he came to this very bar located within a small nightclub, every night. He wasn't looking for a girl to take home like a lot of guys did. Guys that took advantage of each girl they left the bar with, and then woke up the next morning alone. That's what they call a one-night stand, but no, that wasn't the kind of guy he was. He wasn't after sex; he wasn't after meeting a girl, or even being in a relationship for that matter.

Every night since the incident he hung around alone, once he was old enough he came to this club, came just to buy one bottle of beer and that was it. The bartender knew the young man's name, he knew his age and where he was from, but all bartenders seem to figure that out when they ask for their ID cards. He wasn't giving alcohol to just anyone, just the twenty-one and older group, teenagers snuck in all the time so it was his job to keep an eye out.

He had a particular curiosity for the raven-haired male sitting on the stool closest to the wall next to him, since the bar was tucked away into a corner. He came here every night around the same time, just to buy one bottle of beer, but never said why. Always dark, and so mysteriously quiet, the only time they exchanged words was when he ordered his ice cold drink. Never has he answered the questions that were asked of him, instead he remained silent, not daring to speak a word.

If anyone had looked close enough, they would have seen the loneliness within his eyes. Most people don't know, that eyes can tell a lot about a person's emotional and internal turmoil. What they hide can usually be found by gazing into their irises. Not that anyone takes notice of anyone's feelings these days, yet they always expect someone else to take notice of theirs. Selfishness has corrupted the wicked and shameful souls that live on this earth or at least that's what the male sitting at the bar thought. And only when he heard someone talking to him did he turn his attention to the voice.

"Hey honey, wanna get out of here and have some fun?" A blonde female, dressed in a short skirt and tank top, asked without hesitation as she made herself comfortable on the stool next to him.

"I have a name and it's not honey, so I would appreciate it if you just got up and left."

"Oh don't be like that."

A small group of girls, that wore blue jeans and a shirt of their choice, were talking animatedly to one another. That is all except one, she was busy watching, the slut, or so she named the girl, try her hardest at getting the guy she was targeting to leave with her. Her pink hair fell across her shoulders as she turned her head to pretend she was listening to what her companions were saying. But her stare always ended up back over to the male sitting at the bar. This was their weekly girl's night out, and she had seen the same man sit in the same spot each time.

"Sakura, hey, are you there?"

"Huh? Oh sorry Ino, yeah I'm here."

"No she's not. She's too busy looking at that guy over there," A girl with brown hair put into two buns grinned knowingly.

Sakura flushed a light shade of pink, as her friends smirked. She stared at him whenever they came to this club and even if there were a handsome guy asking her to party a little, she would ignore him and decline his offer. Sakura was drawn to the mysterious guest sitting on the stool that was tucked away near the corner.

"Shut up Tenten."

"Go talk to him."

"Are you insane?"

"No, but you stare at him all the time, makes me wonder why you have yet to say anything," Tenten stated as Ino giggled.

"You know you did the same thing to Hinata and Temari--"

"And look where they are at, they skipped girls night because they are on a trip with their boyfriends."

"Yeah, so what made you decide not to hang with your guys?"

"We wanted to find you a guy Sakura, we didn't want you to feel left out."

"Too late for that, you all have been dating the same guy for years; I can't get a guy to love me for me for even a day. All they want is sex and I'm tired of it."

"Sakura not all guys are like that."

"Well most of the guys I've dated are."

The two sighed in frustration, but Ino soon smiled before standing to her feet. Tenten caught on to what she was doing and only smiled to herself before shaking her head. Sakura would surely be pissed but it was really the only way to get her started on talking to the guy. Both her and Ino would pay for it later, but that didn't matter right now to them.

"Sakura, will you come with me to the bathroom, I'm going to redo my makeup and I need a second opinion."

"Sure, why not?" Sakura sighed as she set aside her small martini and stood up next to her blonde haired friend.

But she couldn't even take a step before Ino pushed her over to the corner, where the boy she was eyeing, sat alone. Ino gave one last shove and stepped away to go back to her spot next to Tenten. Sakura on the other hand went crashing into the man her friends told her to go talk to, and inconveniently knocked him off his place on the stool.

"God damn it," Cursed the young man as he rubbed his head since he had fallen to the floor.

Embarrassingly enough, Sakura accidentally landed on top of him and she soon received a clear view of his face. It may have been scrunched up in pain but he still looked good in her opinion. The bartender was leaning over the counter with a worried look on his face, not sure if he should do something or leave them alone and wait for them to stand up.

"Sasuke, are you alright?" He asked taking the chance and asking him anyway.

"Look at that Sakura, he's falling for you!" Ino shouted before laughing along with Tenten.

Sakura stood up immediately and looked away in embarrassment. Her face shared the same color as her pink hair. But as she slowly turned to look at the person she knocked over, she got a better view of what he was wearing, more interestingly was the tattoo she spotted on his forearm. A black dragon with a dark red snake wrapped around its neck. The dragon had fire shooting from his mouth as the snake bit into its neck.

His raven hair was spiked up, the sunglasses that had sat on his head were now on the ground, broken. His black shirt had the design of a dragon on it in blue outlining. His pants looked like something the Navy wore, there were several pockets where he kept a phone, keys, and other objects, she couldn't really identify. His shoes, well they weren't exactly shoes, but boots, black combat boots to be precise. His pants weren't tucked into them like most people wore as the style.

It wasn't long until he grunted and stood from his spot on the floor. After which he bent down to pick up the, once new, pair of eyewear. Sighing with frustration he tossed the glasses onto the counter, where the bartender disposed of the broken plastic. Sakura felt bad about the whole incident, even though it was Ino's fault. Speaking of that blonde haired pig, Sakura looked to where they sat and noticed that both her and Tenten were gone. She twitched with anger, how could they have just left her here. But suddenly remembering the situation at hand she turned to the boy, whose name she figured out was Sasuke.

"Um, excuse me Sasuke, I'm so sorry about that, I didn't mean to run into you and I certainly didn't mean to break your glasses, I'm sorry again I--"

"It's fine," He replied smoothly, his face showed no signs of being upset, nor angry for that matter.

He wasn't as cold and dark as everyone thought he was. He was just a simple guy out and about, like all the other young people that came to the club. Why he came alone she had no idea, but she would have liked to know, his mystery is what drew her to him. There was the idea that he was lonely and she wanted to be the one to comfort him that she shook from her mind.

With that said, he left without another word. But Sakura suddenly remembering that her friends ditched out on her, grabbed her purse and ran after him, in hopes of making conversation until she could find her said ditchers. As soon as she made it outside she spotted him staring at the sky, and she followed his gaze to see what was so interesting. To her surprise, the sky was getting dark, a huge storm was rolling in, the clouds seemed to get darker by the second.

Sasuke just looked ahead and continued walking; Sakura on the other hand sprinted to catch up to him. She didn't want to be left alone out here, there was no telling what kind of people hung out here at this time of day. It was late in the evening but not as late as the dark cloudy sky made it seem. As she caught up to him and slowed to a walk by his side, he stopped and turned his gaze to her. With an eyebrow raised he asked,

"Why are you following me?"

"Uh, I didn't want to be left alone, my friends kind of ran out on me when one of them pushed me into you. I hope you don't mind."

"....."

"Hn, I suppose not," He replied hesitantly before turning silent and continuing to take his even strides, "Would help if I got your name though."

"Oh, it's Sakura."

Sasuke nodded, signaling that he had heard her.

"So..." Sakura began, "...What work are you into?"

"...Art and Writing," He said after a few seconds of silence.

"Okay," She drawled out and then added, "Is your art in any of the galleries?"

Sasuke glanced at her before turning his attention forward. He shook his head, and remained silent. Sakura didn't want a wordless answer, instead she decided to press her luck and pushed the questions further. Just hoping she wasn't going to go too far in asking him personal things that would most likely cause him to get angry and leave her alone.

"I guess I shouldn't say art as my work, it's more of a hobby."

"Um okay, so what kind of writing do you do?"

"Mystery, fantasy, death. If you've ever heard of the author S. Uchiha--"

"Oh yeah. I've read a couple of his books."

"Yeah well, that's me."

Sakura stared at him with a baffled expression; she definitely wasn't expecting him to be the author of several of her favorite books. Him being a writer in the first place was what surprised her. But its like they say, never judge a book by its cover, as cliché as it may sound. Still though, he was an author and a pretty good one, she has seen a lot of people read his books. No one knew who he was, he kept his identity a secret, which is why he didn't put his full name on the book, and Sakura was curious as to why he did that.

"I have another question for you."

She took the silence as a que to go ahead and ask.

"Why didn't you use your full name?"

"I didn't want to be bothered, you know how you hear on the news that this author or this celebrity was out and so on and so forth. Well I didn't want that, people know me by 'that guy' or 'he' no one knew my name and I preferred to keep it that way. I just like to be left alone."

"So, am I being a bother to you then?" She asked hurtfully.

"If you were being a bother to me, then wouldn't I have just ditched you already. Besides if I really didn't want to talk to you, you would know, I'm not exactly subtle on the whole 'get the fuck out of my face' routine."

As he explained that to her, she couldn't help but smile, sure he was probably rude to a lot of people, but he was just the type that preferred the solitude rather than big crowded groups. And she couldn't help but wonder if he had been rude to that slut that was hitting on him at the bar just a little while ago.

"Well what about that girl at the bar? I saw how she was eying you."

"I don't take kindly to sluts like her. I'm not some toy they think they can pick up with cheesy ass lines. The way they dress is just disgusting."

Sakura giggled as he shivered at the thought. Some people would have been fooled by his looks and the way he dresses by thinking he slept with whatever girl came his way. But she always knew there was something about him that made him special. Sasuke looked at her face, she was just so bubbly and energetic, and briefly wondered if she even had any problems in life to worry about.

"Come to think of it, why am I even telling her about myself. I just only met her, but I can't help but feel that-Oh God what the hell am I thinking?"

The pink-haired girl noticed the frustration that was evident on his face, and instantly wondered what he was thinking about. She decided against asking and left it alone, she was already prying too far into his life and she didn't want him to push her away as he seemed to have done to everyone else. That was another question that wandered into her head, why was he always alone?

Before she had a chance to ask, a few raindrops began to fall on their heads just as they arrived at a small apartment complex. She soon stopped when Sasuke halted in his steps, and turned her attention to him, her eyes questioning why he suddenly came to a stand still.

"Well this is where I live, why you followed me all the way here is beyond me," He mused as he gave a small smirk

"Oh well," She scratched her head sheepishly with a blush on her face, "I got caught up into our conversation I didn't notice."

Sasuke had no chance to ask anything before rain began to fall harder and thunder began to roar overhead. Sakura glared annoyingly at the sky before growling angrily to herself for following Sasuke this far. Sasuke merely looked at her with an eyebrow raised, silently asking what was wrong.

"I have to run and get home, hopefully I won't be too wet when I get there. My parents would surely be angry."

The raven-haired male hesitated and told himself he would regret this later, but he went ahead and told her anyway.

"I guess you could stay at my place until the storm stops," He said as if it was to himself rather than the female standing next to him.

"Really?" She asked shocked, "Thanks, you're a life-saver."

The duo quickly ran to his door and as soon as he had it unlocked they rushed in just as they storm began to grow worse. Sakura walked to the window that was located in the living room area of the apartment, and glanced at the clouds that turned darker and swallowed the moon. She was going to be here for awhile, she knew that much, so she turned to the male that removed his boots and set them by the door, and decided to follow his example and walked over to the door and removed her shoes as well.

"Well this is my place," He gestured with his hand as they stepped towards the kitchen as he removed his belongings from his pockets and set them on the counter. Sakura set her purse on the counter next to his things and glanced around the small housing space.

"Where's your family? It just seems so cold and empty here."

The way he suddenly stiffened at her words, told her that she shouldn't have asked. There was something that he wasn't telling her and she was curious if not frightened to know the answer to it. He had his back facing her so she couldn't even see the expressions on his face, but she knew it wasn't good.

"Sasuke, what is it? You can tell me."

"They aren't around anymore."

"Why?"

"Why are you asking me?"

"I want to know why they aren't here."

"Well that makes two of us."

"What's that supposed to mean? Sasuke?" She urged, not knowing this was a very sore subject for him.

Without even thinking he suddenly shouted, "My dad walked out on my family when I was young okay?" He turned to her with anger and sadness on his face.

Sakura was slightly taken aback when he shouted at her. He still wasn't giving her the full story, so she pressed even further and she didn't care that she was pushing herself into dangerous territory.

"Okay, so where's the rest of your family then?"

"My brother split too, as soon as he turned eighteen he left. He said he didn't want to be weighed down by my mother and I so he left us."

"So that would leave you and your mom, where is she then?"

"Don't Sakura, please don't," He looked down as his bangs shadowed his eyes.

"Sasuke, I don't want you to bottle this up, where is she? Did she leave you too?"

"..."

"DAMN IT SASUKE TALK TO ME!"

"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?" He yelled angrily before going into a harsh tone, "I shouldn't have to explain anything to you, you only just met me today, its not like we're friends or anything."

That one stung, sure she was a little pushy but he didn't have to be such a jerk about it. Although it was her fault that he was acting like this, and soon she began to hate herself for making him answer her stupid questions. She decided she may as well wing it, there wasn't much else he could do that would shock her.

"I want us to be friends, and I want you to trust me. Please Sasuke, tell me what happened to her?"

"She died years ago when I was sixteen. I've lived on my own since then, struggling and wishing it would just end," Sasuke gritted through his teeth before he stormed off to his room and slammed the door.

Sakura wasn't expecting that, she wasn't expecting the confession, nor the fact that he hated his life and wanted it to end. She didn't think his mom was dead, now she really started to hate herself. She forced him to relive memories that he tried so hard to hold back, but now that she had come into his life she pushed him too far. And that was a mistake she wished she could have taken back.

Sasuke sat on the end of his bed, maybe he shouldn't have lashed out like that, but in a way she deserved it, he told her not to ask in the first place. He sighed in frustration to himself but looked up when his door suddenly opened. The one person he didn't want to see or talk to at the moment poked her head in before stepping fully into the room.

"Sasuke."

He ignored her as she shut the door and walked closer to his seated figure, but not before taking a quick glance around his room. There was a large amount of canvas of different size spread throughout the room. Some were already painted on, but the rest were blank. Now she knew what he met about doing art as his hobby earlier. She also spotted a laptop on a black desk in the corner, obviously that was where he wrote his new ideas that would soon turn into books.

"What do you want?"

It was a simple question, but she didn't have an answer to that, was she here to apologize? Or just cause some more damage to the male sitting on the bed? Sakura on the other hand wanted him to talk to her, it wasn't healthy to keep so many things bottled up inside. She did it when the first guy she dated broke her heart.

"Sasuke, I want you to talk to me, I want to understand you."

"Maybe I don't want you to understand me. I like being mysterious to people, I don't like them knowing about me. Is that so hard for you to understand?"

"Sasuke I am trying to understand you, so stop being so stubborn, you have to talk to someone."

"Damn it, why can't she just drop it? I don't want--That's just it isn't it, I don't want her to know but I don't want to keep this bottled up anymore either. But why her? Why now? God, I'm so confused."

Sasuke stood up and turned away from her, she was getting to him and he didn't even know why. Sakura walked up behind him and gently touched his arm, and attempted to turn him around, but he turned on his heel and glared at her. what he had not noticed was that his eyes were getting glossy, which didn't go unnoticed by the female before him.

With his voice cracking he choked out, "Why do you even care?"

Sakura didn't know what possessed her, but she suddenly wrapped her hands around his neck and kissed him on the lips. Sasuke's eyes went wide, his mind was in a jumbled mess at the moment, and he didn't notice when she pushed him onto the bed. Her knee went in between his legs and slowly got closer to that one part of his body that made him a man. He didn't know if he wanted her to stop, especially when she kissed his neck and sucked on it until a red mark was left in the place of her lips.

"Sakura stop," He managed to breath out when he got himself together.

"No Sasuke, please just let me do this," She whispered into his ear as shivers ran down his spine.

"God what am I doing? I can't stop myself, he's just too addicting. I know this is wrong but I don't want to stop. Oh fuck it." Sakura ignored her thoughts and continued with what she was doing.

Sasuke made no other move to stop her as she slowly took off his shirt leaving him bare chested. Her eyes clouded over with lust as she attacked his lips again, he didn't reject it, but returned the kiss to her instead. He was beginning to get into it and helped Sakura remove her blue shirt and threw it to the floor. This was definitely one night he wasn't ever going to forget.

A/N Haha I think this is a good place to stop. Looks like they were both wrong in not wanting to do you know what. Well please read and review, let me know what you think. Do I continue it or not and just leave it as a one-shot? ^^