CHAPTER ONE
Another form was pushing against him. Another body. That was the first thing he noticed. A rhythmic rise and falling motion against his back and warm breath tickling his ear.

He wanted to know. Badly. But he couldn't bring himself to turn around. They might wake up.

And so what if they did? It's pretty certain they've seen all they can. He can feel the cotton against his bare legs and mid-section. He'd obviously slept with this person...

Sasuke could easily slip out of bed, without looking around, and hope that whoever it was had forgotten just like he had. And he hoped to god it wasn't who he thought it was.

Taking a deep breath, Sasuke shifted to his back. Ever-so-slowly he turned his head.

Their face and body was covered with the sheets... but there was a pale, slender hand folded against his back...which, sensing his movement, wrapped over his chest protectively. He felt a cheek snuggle his shoulder.

Sasuke's body tightened and he held his breath...could it be?

Oh god, please no! Not...him. Of all people, don't let it be Orochimaru-sama.

He had to be reasonable...now, who all was in that bar last night? Just retrace your steps, and you won't have a heart attack once you see who this person is.

To Sasuke's recollection, all who were with him... Orochimaru, Kabuto, Jirobo...

Sasuke shuddered at this. No no no, definiately not! The figure besides him was much too slender, and pale... it couldn't be him or Kidomaru.

"S-Sakon?" Sasuke choked out. Never!

Could it be Tayuya? He wouldn't mind as much...but the potty mouthed flutist isn't on the top of his list of people he'd want to wake up next to.

So he's covered the sound four... anyone else?

"Nn..." The figure rolled over, taking up most of the covers. This left Sasuke almost fully exposed, and revealed the back

Sasuke turned beet red, placing the pillow he'd been resting against over his...ahem.

He then turned his attention to their back.

A woman?

Sasuke sighed in what could only be considered as relief. So it was Tayuya.

Then he'd better get out of here before she wakes up.

Sasuke sighed, pushing himself off the bed. He got dressed. Shooting a lasting glance at the necromancer, he shook his head. There would be not comfortable eye-contact after this.
"Ahh!" The dark haired jounin yawned, stretching her arms above her. She sniffed, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She slowly realized it was quite breezy in here.

Anko's eyes trailed south, widening in surprise. She was naked, reeked of sake, and in a hotel room. She sighed, scratching the back of her head.

"Not again."