HEYO ^^

I'm new here, and always read fanfics so decided to actually write one for once. Hope its not totally suckish, was thinking of continuing so am hoping to get some feedback as to if I should or not. Reviews and corrections are welcomed!

ENJOY :)

CHAPTER 1 – Party Crasher

xoxoxoxoxox

The noise could be heard from far away. Loud music, broken beer bottles, intense make-out sessions, and blaring car alarms. All these were the friendly reminder to the Uchiha's neighbors of one of the brothers' wild house parties. Teens of all shapes and sizes littered the front lawns, grinding against each other like bunnies in heat, the dj blasting out raunchy tunes that gave the horny teens even more of an excuse to get down and dirty. Downstairs the party was swinging, shot contests, girls dancing on table tops, dry humping on the previously undefiled couch, mini strip teases and drunk arguments, this party had it all.

On the stair cases couples were joined at the hips just moments away from ridding themselves of clothing and other amenities. Upstairs a few of the guest rooms were occupied, filled with those students that have the decency to at least try and wait till they're in private. Searching through the halls though, the closer and closer one came to a bathroom, the worse and worse the condition gets.

Sasuke walked through the halls, desperate to find a hiding place, in his own house! Stupid fangirls coming to the stupid party. Stupid aniki inviting everybody. Why couldn't they have had a quiet party with people they actually knew? No, they couldn't cause Itachi knew just about everybody, and if he didn't, everybody wanted to them both. Curse their striking good luck. Being sexy is so damn hard!

He opened more and more doors as he walked down the halls, scarring himself more and more with each room he looked in. The things people do in some random guys bathroom! And the guest bedrooms were so gonna be purged when this damn party was done. He felt sorry for whoever had to do that, cause it sure as hell wouldn't be him.

He was getting more and more frustrated, how the hell did these people expect him to hide with them screwing each other's brains out in every other room! And he was almost sure he just saw two guys making out, he's not one to judge but really? At least lock the damn door! He could hear the shuffle of feet down the hall as the girls got closer and closer, then, making a bold decision, he ran into the first room he saw, and shut the door behind him so fast he was almost dizzy when he stood to lean against it. He was safe! Or at least he was until he had to see what the hell people were up to in here.

xoxoxoxoxox

He turned away from the door and realized he was in his own room. Thankfully, there were no clothes strewn about the room, so possibly no one was doing the nasty in here. He walked through his room, checking to see that everything was still in its rightful place, and once he was satisfied he walked to his adjoining bathroom, deciding he needed to wash his face or something to try and rid himself of his traumatic thoughts.

He walked into the bathroom and had to do a retake. He was wrong about assuming he was the only one in here. Sitting curled between the bath and the toilet was a girl, from what he could tell, unless some guy decided to wear such an outfit. Her hair was up in a big messy bun, she wore a skirt, he wasn't really sure what color it was, but he did know that it showed off her creamy legs beautifully, tempting him to run his hands all over them. He couldn't really tell much more since her legs were pulled up to her chest and her arms were hugging them to herself, her head resting on her knees, but he could somehow sense that this girl would be… interesting.

"You do know its not very polite to hide away in some random guys bathroom while an awesome party is in full swing downstairs right?"

He said, trying to get her to talk to him.

She didn't respond though, her head still down, her eyes probably looking at the ground beneath his feet. He sighed, this girl was going to be a hard nut to crack, but for some reason he wanted to try. After all, he was the best nutcracker he knew.

Smirking he walked closer to her, stooping so they were both at the same level and just stayed there. He was stooping for a good minute before she looked up at him and the look she gave him sent a chill down his spine. He couldn't help it, she looked so vulnerable, so angry, so hurt. Her eyes held an unreadable expression, but from her tear-stained cheeks he could tell she wasn't up here to be impolite.

"Ok so maybe it's not so bad to be impolite sometimes." He said, chuckling nervously.

Now she had him acting like Naruto. The heck did she do to him? He took a deep breathe now going back to his usual self, but before he could respond she spoke.

"I don't care if you think I'm polite or not. And this random guy's bathroom is the only place I could be alone. So if you don't mind, leave."

Oooh, feisty. He was right to say she'd be interesting. The smirk returned to his lips at full force.

"Well this random guy, kinda owns this bedroom, so I don't think you can exactly kick me out."

Seeing the annoyed look on her face, he knew he'd won. She was so gonna be braking for him tonight.

"Fine, I'll leave." She said, getting up and sliding past him, but before she could reach the door to the bathroom he stopped her.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's with the rush? Slow down why don't you? Nobody said you had to leave." His voice had gotten softer at that last bit, and he could tell it had an effect on her.

She looked him in the eyes and scowled. "You think you're so desirable don't you? That any girl would be lucky to get you in bed with them? You think every female is willing to subject themselves to be your plaything. Wow, you are so damn full of yourself."

"Well I have all reason to be. So far every girl I've met has given me that impression. And even I know how hard it is to resist me." He said, smirking.

Tenten glared at him, "I hate you and every guy like you. Your ego is so much damn bigger than your brain it confuses you into thinking you're oh so amazing. You are every girl's ideal dream guy. Look, dream guys don't exist, and every girl that gets involved with your type subjects themselves to being one more trophy for a douche like you to show off."

"You don't know me. You can't classify me as an asshole. I'm sorry for whichever guy did this to you, but I'll have you know, I'm nothing like him. I'm not the guy that makes you hurt. I'm the guy that makes you forget." He said, looking deep into her eyes. He stepped closer to her, trapping her between the door and his body. He was so close he could hear her sharp intake of breathe, and feel her shudder at his words.

"If I forget I have no reason to hate your type." She said, trying to grip on to what anger she had left. She couldn't forget. If she did she'd fall for it again, she'd get hurt again. She'd cry herself to sleep again. Not gonna happen.

"Again, I'm no type. And you shouldn't hate me. If you do I can't make it better. Make you feel good." He whispered in her ear. His warm breathe ghosting over her ear and her neck. She gasped, balling her hands into fist. With him being this close she became aware of everything. How he made her heart race with just being this close, how his scent was driving her insane, how his hair tickled her neck, and how his breathe was hot against her skin. How her resolve was slipping quickly, and she was about to do exactly what he wanted.

"I don't even know who you are." She whispered.

"My name's Sasuke Uchiha. Nice to meet you." He said, kissing her neck.

"Wait, wait wait." She said, now panting, "Is this gonna make me forget?"

He pulled away slightly, and looked her deep in the eyes.

"You'll forget about that douche, and everything else, but not what I'm about to do. That's gonna be the best memory of your life."

And that was the only warning she got before he was kissing her again. He stayed clear of her lips, but kissed everywhere else. She felt his fingers against her, felt his kisses on her skin and before she knew it he lifted her, carrying her towards his bed and fulfilled his promise. She was totally focused on him, he was consuming her every thought. He made her forget everything, except one.

...Sasuke Uchiha..

Tenten woke up the next morning and groaned. Her head was pounding and she was pretty sure her urge to puke was not normal. she rolled to the side, wanting to bury herself in the comforting warmth beside her and was laying there for a good minute before it clicked. Warmth? She slept by herself where the hell would warmth come from? And last she checked her sheets didn't smell so... different.

She quickly sat up in bed, a bit too quickly since it made her dizzy, and noted a couple things.

1. This was NOT her bedroom.

2. She was butt naked in some strangers bedroom.

3. She was certainly not the only one butt naked in this stranger's bed.

And finally, with how sore her muscles were, they certainly weren't up to innocent activities last night.

With a frustrated whine she fell back down on the bed, thinking over how screwed she was, literally, after sleeping with some guy she didn't even know. If Anko found out she was so gonna...

SHIT

Anko...

She slapped her hands over her face and gave a muffled hiss mixed with a few not so nice phrases. Anko was so gonna slaughter her. And it would be so much worse if she was late to meeting her.

With that thought in mind she scurried out of bed, mindful that she hurt all over, she had a hang over, and she felt like she just had AMAZING sex. Ignoring that last bit she searched the room for her clothes, and after gathering it all dressed quickly, noted a couple buttons on her top had been ripped. She glared at the figure still asleep under the sheets, blissfully unaware of how dead he would be had she not been in a hurry.

Putting on her shoes lastly, and carefully making sure she had everything, all while pretending she didn't see the 15 missed calls from a number that looked suspiciously like Anko's of course, she left the room as quietly as she could already shielding her eyes from the bright light she knew existed outside of the room.

xoxoxoxoxox

Itachi had been doing rounds to make sure he had kicked all the crazy party-goers out of his house. He was upstairs now finishing up when he saw the door to his brother's bed room open and some girl trying to sneak out.

Smirking at this new development he said, "So You're who my brother sneaked out of the party to have fun with."

His smirked widened when he saw her stiffen, no doubt cause she'd been caught.

He stepped closer to her, his eyes trailing up and down her body. He must give his brother credit, he had an eye for quality, and he certainly didn't like wasting time if the red marks on her neck was anything to go by. He taught him well.

The girl before him turned to face him, a sheepish look on her face.

"You're Sasuke's brother right? Sorry, I'm kind of hung over so I really don't remember anything that happened last night, but I do vaguely remember a party and make-outs or something. Anyway, um, great party last night, I think, and do me a favor, the guy in there, tell him last night was fun." She said, pointing over her shoulder to the room she just exited.

She was about to turn and walk away when she remembered something, "Oh and one more thing, how do I get out of here?" She looked at him nervously and he just had to chuckle. His brother sure had interesting taste.

"It's down that way," he said, pointing to the staircase behind him, "But as for the guy in there, who should I say the message's from?"

She walked past him with a smirk on her lips. It wasn't until she was at the stairs that she turned to him, her smirk widening.

"Trophy girl." was all she said before disappearing down stairs, leaving a confused yet curious Itachi to stare after her.

Ok, Story's done, atleast this chapter is, and I'd love to hear some feedback. Good? Bad? Makes you wanna throw up and stone me? Lemme know, REVIEW pwease xD!