I've never told a lie and that makes me a liar,
I've never made a bet but we gamble with desire,
I've never lit a match with the intent to start a fire,
But recently the flames are getting out of control
Jasey Rae -- All Time Low
"Ino," a woman sobbed out. "How could he just dump me, after eighteen months of dating he decides were not right for each other?"
The girl, Ino, put a comforting arm around her best friend. "Sak, maybe you weren't right for each other. I mean he wasn't the perfect man. You could do better."
Sakura Haruno. Age twenty-three. Pink hair, green eyes. Currently working on her degree in medical care.
Her boyfriend had just dumped her, supposedly they just didn't fit together. So, leaving the apartment they shared crying, she opted for the best choice: run to her best friend.
"He couldn't have figured that out seventeen months ago?!" Sakura yelled, moving away from Ino.
"He was a douche, what do you expect?" Ino asked, shrugging her shoulders. "I'm going to go make some smoothies, when I come back we'll figure out what were going to do."
Sakura nodded as Ino got up and made her way to the kitchen.
"Sasuke, this was a very important business meeting, how could you just screw it up like that?" A stern red-faced man asked another sitting on the couch.
"I don't know," Sasuke replied with a role of his eyes. "I mean honestly what was I thinking?"
Sasuke Uchiha. Age twenty-five. Black hair, black eyes. Working in his family business, Uchiha Inc.
"Don't use your sarcasm on me young man," Fugaku, his father said. "Itachi wouldn't have messed it up."
Sasuke abruptly stood up. "That's the thing, dad! I'm not Itachi!"
And with that outburst Sasuke stomped out of the room, leaving a disgruntled father wondering what had just happened.
The young man glared at everything and everyone on his way to his office. He was tired of being compared to his older brother, the perfect one. Itachi. How he hated that name, he was the perfect prodigy. Sasuke just couldn't live up to his father's standards.
"Sasuke! There you are! Do you know how long I've been waiting for your slow ass?"
Sasuke groaned as he saw his loud best friend sitting in his chair feet perched atop his desk. Of course Naruto would show up at a time like this. The black haired man chose to ignore his obnoxious friend and instead started to pack up his things for the day.
"Aww come on! Tell me what happened. Did the big bad man hurt Sasuke's feelings?" Naruto said in a baby voice.
"Naruto I'm not in the mood, piss me off and I'll jam your nuts. Now, let's blow this joint and head to the bar," Sasuke grabbed the rest of his things, waited until Naruto was out, and started locking up his office.
"Maybe you should get away for a little bit. Go to California. No, go to Hawaii!" Ino squealed just thinking about all the guys that would have there shirts off. Aloha!
"I don't have that kind of money, but getting away from all this does sound nice," Sakura started to think about all the possible places she could go.
They sat in silence for the longest time, each trying to think of a brilliant place that they could go. That silence was broken however, the bleach blonde jumping up from her sitting position already shouting about her idea.
"Where can you go where it doesn't matter where you come from, what you do, or what happened? You can do anything, and then forget all about it and no one will ask questions," Ino asked looking at Sakura knowingly.
"Utah?"
"No, Sakura not Utah. I'm talking about the gambling capitol of the world, Las Vegas baby!" Ino yelled out the excitement pulsing through her.
Realization struck Sakura and she stood up too. "Hey, yeah! Your right! Wait Ino, how are you going to get time off to come with me?"
"I'm not. But I know the perfect person," Ino said some what deviously.
"And who would that be?"
"Mitarashi Anko."
Sasuke slammed his drink down on the bar. "You know what Naruto? Itachi, my father and the whole fucking business can go suck cock! I'm tired of that shit-hole. I should take a vacation! I so deserve one."
Naruto smiled at the drunk Sasuke falling off his chair. "Your right you do! And where the hell are you gonna go?"
"Maybe New York or Tokyo."
"Where did that come from those two places have nothing to do with each other?"
The drunk man looked down at the bar thinking. Thinking hard. He needed the perfect place. At that exact moment a couple walked by and he caught part of the conversation. Eavesdropper.
"... married in Las Vegas."
"That's it Naruto let's go to Las Vegas!"
Naruto took a sip of his beer and put it back down. "We?"
"Yes we. You expect me to go alone?" Sasuke said astonished, well as astonished as he could with beer in his mouth.
"But there's this chick with a big rack and she's this close to putting out," Naruto put up two fingers with almost no room separating them.
"In Vegas you can get as many big racks as you want."
"But in Vegas you have to pay."
Sasuke put his head in his hands. "Who am I supposed to go with then?"
"You Could go with Hatake Kakashi," Naruto gestured for the bartender to give him a refill.
Sasuke sat up, "Kakashi...."
"Yeah, knowing that pervert he'll say yes in a second." Naruto leaned back in his chair, watching a girl in a tight mini dress walk by.
"Maybe. Come on I wanna go throw up on the side of the building," Sasuke got up put down some bills and started to walk out, Naruto trailing behind.
A/N: Hello there! So with this story I tried to be as funny as I could. If your saying, "She has no sense of humor at all, she should give up trying to be a comedian." well then your an asshole. Saying that about my dreams and aspirations is just total douche bag move. But I was watching X-Men while watching this (Still trying to get over how fucking sexy Hugh Jackman is) so maybe that's why this isn't the greatest thing ever. I know this sounds a lot like 'What Happens in Vegas' but that's where I got the idea, I'm trying to make it less like the movie. So read, review reduce, reuse, recycle, whatever you like.
Love, peace and chicken grease
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