Sasuke was so wasted. The fact that Sakura was such a Party Animal suprised the hell out of him. She was always thought to be the sweet, innocent, always-gonna-be-that-way girl. Yeah, right! Hell would freeze over and Angus Young would cut his hair before that happens.
Sasuke would really regret this when he woke up to the whole village laughing at him. He was on the roof of his penthouse apartment, in his boxers, dancing.
"Itsh jusht a shmot away! Shmot avway! Yay yay yay yeah!" The Rolling Stones were his favorite band. He always thought that he'd never reveal that fact to the whole village. He'd intended to keep that a secret for life. Right now he didn't care. He just wanted to have fun.
Sakura was passed out on his sofa, awaiting a nasty hangover when she woke up. Too freakin' bad that she wouldn't ever get to see this again.
"Rape! Murder! Isht justh a shnot avwy! Shmot avay! I'll ftell you luvf, Sisther! Itsh justh a kish away!"
He was so fieakin' drunk...and all of Konoha would know about it tomorrow morning, because over half the village was watching him right now.
