Fall To Pieces
(Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Naruto material, or characters. Owned by Kishimoto-sama.)
Chapter One: Get Over It
Welcome Sakura! Her Yahoo e-mail screen greeted her. She lifted her lips into a genuine smile. You have 0 unread messages.
"That's odd." She spoke aloud to herself. She clicked out and double clicked once more on the mail icon. Signing in under Sasuke's screen name she proceeded to check the mail for him. "Sasu! I'm checking your e-mail ok?" She called down the stairs. The Uchiha prodigy, who was fast at work in the kitchen, ceased all movement and ran upstairs.
"Sakura! No, I want to-" But he could see that the damage was already done. "Sak...I..."
"Don't bother Sasuke. It's alright." She gave him a fake smile, the kind that he hated, "If you don't hurry you'll be late for your date with Ino-chan."
"Sakura, I'm sorry. I was going to break it off with her tonight. I swear I was!" She held up a pale hand to silence his lips.
"Don't worry about it Sasuke-kun. It's not a priority. Goodbye Sasuke." Closing her eyes, tears continued to cascade down her cheeks in a sudden rush. Leaning forward she pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek. Lifting her coat up by the collar she carried it out the door, along with herself. Agh. Sak, you don't understand.
"SASUKE-KUN!!" Ino practically screamed from the club door. "I thought you'd ditched me Sasu. Sasu? What's wrong?" His eyes remained impassive as he glanced down at the blonde girl.
"Don't call me that Ino."
"What Sasu?" He gritted his teeth together.
"Yes, that. Don't call me that."
"O...ok? Ready to go?" She gestured towards the club signaling that's where they'd be spending their night. Sasuke peered at the sign, Steps. Is what the club was called.
"Hn. Sure." He shoved his hands into his pockets and entered the club with Ino, who cheerfully linked her arm through his own. The hours were passing agonizingly slow for Sasuke. Ino continued to rant about things that he had little interest in. Soon Hinata and Tenten entered dragging Naruto, and Neji along with them.
"Sasuke-teme, we need to talk." Naruto's fists were clenched by his sides.
"Hn, dobe. I have nothing to talk to you about."
"I think you know what it's about Sasuke."
"No. I'm afraid I don't. Why don't you tell me Naruto?" Neji settled himself next to Sasuke ordering a shot of whiskey.
"Sakura, Sasuke. It's about Sasuke. Jeez for a prodigy you're pretty dense." Before Sasuke could come up with his rebuttle Ino walked up and sat herself on his lap.
"Sasuke-kun, dance with me? Please?" She put on her best puppy dog eyes but sasuke was unphased. About to decline her, he remembered what Naruto was itching to talk to him about and agreeed silently. "Yay!" She exclaimed tugging on his hand. Once in the middle of the dance floor Sasuke faced Ino, who had turned her back to him and was grinding her hips againsts his. His hands slid onto her waist.
"Sakura-chan!!" The Uchiha snapped his attention to the bar where he heard Naruto's annoying voice say the most beautiful name her knew of. That's when he saw her. He hadn't talked to her since the past afternoon and certainly hadn't planned on seeing her again in the next 24 hours.
"Sasuke? Sasuke? Hey-low?" Ino was growing impatient with him. He wasn't paying her any attention, as his onyx eyes were focused on his girlfriend...or were they ex.'s now? He wasn't sure yet. But he intended to find out. Her outfit was conservitive but still sexy. Her sage green halter top came to a bit past her midrift, while her black denium shorts only came to half-way down her thighs. Her cherry hair was pulled back with a few pieces framing her face. She looked brilliant if he did say so himself. A hand was extened to her, Shikamaru? And what was she doing? She...accepted? This fueled the fire within him. Nara leaned forward and whispered something into the teens ear, and she nodded smiling brightly. Taking her hand, Shikamaru led Sakura onto the dance floor, slipping past other sweating bodies just to stop feet from Ino and Sasuke.
The rosette haired kunoichi faced her dance partner and clasped her hands behind his neck. Their waist pressed against one another, rubbing sensually, the occasional grind. His eyes were on her face but hers were somewhere on the floor. Perspiration began to appear on her back. Soon Ino rubbed against Sasuke in an unusual way, and he had a new dancing partner. The girl had her back to him, but her behind was gliding up his thighs slowly. He peered down, pink? Sak?
Running his hands down her arms he knew she knew with whom she was dancing when she shuddered as he pressed a small kiss ot her neck.
"I love you." He murmured into her ear. She turned to face him, stepping and winding her hands just right to pull him flush against her body.
"Get over it." She replied. Detaching herself from his body, Sakura gathered her bearings, and with tears in her eyes walked out of the club.
"Sakura!" Sasuke cried after her, but she was out of distance. He could barely hear himself over the music and the people.
"Sasuke!" Ino came rushing back over, "What? Why are you looking at the exit? What happened?" Keeping his eyes glued ot the door, Sasuke answered her.
"Nothing c'mon lets go home." Placing his hand on her lower back, Ino giggled lightly. She knew what the Uchiha wanted from her.