'I can't believe I make myself go through this.' The Uchiha groaned inwardly as he finished adjusting his dark hair, matching eyes flicking to the pink haired figure reflected in the mirror. Leaning back from the mirror, the raven haired boy surveyed his attire, smoothing out the dark blue dress shirt and black pants that he adorned.
"Are you ready, sweetie?" a sickeningly sweet and loving voice called from behind the boy. Resisting the urge to cringe, the boy turned, giving a small nod to the girl that now stood in front of him. "You look so handsome!" the pink haired girl beamed, eyes looking him over greedily before the she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Yea, you look nice too." The boy managed to grind out, trying to make it sound like it wasn't forced as his hands reluctantly rose and placed themselves on the girl's hips.
He had to admit though, he wasn't really lying. The girl in front of him did look quite stunning. Her soft, lustrous rose hair fell over her bare shoulders, the red, spaghetti-strap dress accentuating her slim figure and cutting off above the knees to allow the girl's slender legs to be put on display. She was definitely attractive, no doubt about that, she just wasn't what Sasuke was after.
The girl's smile widened, illuminating her entire face as she gazed up at the boy. He could practically feel the girl's body ready to explode from glee as he saw her reach up on her tiptoes and connect her lips with his.
'Doesn't this girl ever tire of smothering me?' Sasuke repressed a grimace at the unwanted contact. The boy had become well practiced at this blank faced reaction due to the girl's incessant need for physical contact. Standing still while she kissed him or pushing the physical feeling of her hand grasping his out of his mind.
The girl pulled back, a smile still on her lips as she continued to look up at the boy, eyes sparkling dreamily.
Mind quickly scurrying to find an escape out of the current predicament, Sasuke's eyes glanced at the clock. "We should leave or we'll be late."
Detaching himself from the girl, Sasuke moved towards the door and pulled on a pair of shoes before waiting for the girl to do the same.
"You're right." The girl responded, bending down to slip on the heels that matched her current garment. "Wouldn't wanna be late for Rock Lee's birthday."
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"Sakura!!"
As soon as the two teens had entered the door they were ambushed by a green figure that leapt at them with a shout, arms immediately enclosing the girl in a rib-crushing hug.
"Hey, Rock." Sakura managed to gasp which caused Sasuke's lips to form a discrete smirk. 'Now you know what it feels like when you do it to me.' Once she had been freed from the boy with the black bowl cut, she straightened her dress, offering a smile. "Happy Birthday."
The boy in the green jump suit just grinned widely at the girl, only noticing Sasuke when he cleared his throat and help out a box wrapped in obnoxiously loud colours that screamed 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY!'.
"Oh, hello, Sasuke!" Rock greeted brightly though the Uchiha could tell the enthusiasm had been forced. After all, the boy in navy had 'stolen his love' as it had been stated numerous times before. "Thank you for the present!"
Rock reached for the gift and appeared to be about to say something when Sakura once again latched onto Sasuke's arm as if it was the only thing that was keeping her alive. The green suited ninja's eyes instantly began to glisten at the sight, bottom lip wobbling dangerously. Hurriedly, the boy rushed over to a girl on the other side of the room and both Sasuke and Sakura sighed in relief at the extirpation of his presence.
"Shall we go and sit down?" the girl questioned from beside him and he just nodded, avoiding having to look down at her no doubt adoring face.
Making their way across the room, nodding and smiling at the various other people that occupied the room, they located a make-shift circle of plush, green couches. 'Green. Go figure.' Stepping through a gap, the two teens managed to find themselves a place to sit on a two-seater that was facing away from the door where more teenagers were still entering.
"Oh, Sasuke!" a voice sounded from the next couch, the sound immediately making the boy wish he'd picked a different couch to sit on. "I didn't see you come in!"
'So that's why I saw you preening yourself the moment I entered.' Sasuke looked up and caught an eyeful of a girl's cleavage that was failing to be covered by the strikingly low cut, deep purple dress. "Hello, Ino."
Sakura's response was almost instantaneous, arms wrapping around the boy once again, making her claim known. The boy might have been impressed by the girl's reaction speed had he not been so closely involved in the situation.
"Geez, Sakura." Ino sneered, "May as well molest him."
'Oh, god. Don't tempt her!' Sasuke thought, anticipating the rose haired girl to act on the suggestion but luckily for him the girl instead stayed how she was, leering at the blonde on the couch as her cheeks began to fill with colour.
"Hey!" a yell came from outside the door, evoking most of the room's inhabitants to look in that direction.
"Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!" another shout apologized hastily in response, a few people peeking around the doorframe to look outside. "I didn't mean to!"
"I'm going to get a drink." Sasuke announced, getting to his feet and quickly heading over to the drinks table that was at the back of the room.
The boy's eyes scanned over the presented beverages before him. 'Isn't there anything here?' He asked himself in irritation, unimpressed by the large amounts of various soft drinks available. Suddenly his dark eyes landed upon the capacious punch bowl that was surrounded by plastic cups. A smirk crossed the boy's face as his hand reached for a cup.
"Uchiha." A familiar voice called from the mentioned boy's left, a small way off. Sasuke's eyes glanced at the voice's owner but said nothing as he ladled some of the punch into his clear cup. "That's been spiked."
Sasuke's smirk widened slightly as he returned the serving ladle to the bowl and then guzzled most of the liquid in his cup. "I'm aware of that, Shikamaru."
The other boy who had his brown hair pulled back into a spiky ponytail just looked on with a confused expression as the Uchiha refilled his cup and then headed back to the couch ring.
Re-entering the circular seating area, Sasuke found that the seat he had vacated a few moments earlier had been filled by a certain green suited birthday boy. Walking to the opposite side of the circle, the boy took a seat on an unoccupied couch.
Looking at Sakura, he saw her eyes pleading to him. 'Birthday.' He mouthed the single word causing Sakura to huff disappointedly but stay put. From the corner of his eye he spotted Ino snickering from her seat as Rock sidled closer to the pink haired girl, pledging his love for her again.
A chuckle was working its way up Sasuke's own throat but it was immediately terminated when he saw a tuft of reprehensibly yellow hair walk through the doorway. The Uchiha's face immediately formed a scowl and he tipped the cup's remaining contents into his mouth.
"You right there, Uchiha?" Shikamaru asked on his way to the sit next to Ino, placing him on the side of the couch that joined up to Sasuke's.
Placing his cup on the coffee table that was in the centre of the couches, Sasuke shook his head, eyes not leaving the loud blonde that was still apologizing profusely to someone. 'The idiot can't stay out of trouble for two seconds.' The boy's inner voice growled, 'He can't even dress himself properly.' Sasuke's eyes checked over the other boy's body. 'Hair isn't brushed, shirt is riding up, pants are falling down..' The Uchiha felt his gaze involuntarily linger on the sliver of the blonde's stomach that had been exposed.
The brunette followed Sasuke's gaze and located what he was focused on and scoffed. "I can't tell if you're trying to kill him by death ray or undress him with your eyes."
Sasuke's head snapped to look at Shikamaru, glare on full force. "I'm getting more punch." Then he abruptly stood up, grabbing his cup on the way, and headed to the drinks table.