A/N: Hey guys ! Guess what? I'm back! :)
Here's my latest story, hope you guys like it!
I dedicate this chapter to Tenshi303 for her awesomeness. Thanks again!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and all of its characters.
"Sakura!" A loud long haired blonde screamed at the top of her lungs above the booming volume of the music echoing throughout the club.
Many annoyed eyes turned to point a heated glare at the drunken girl who gave the earsplitting shriek. The girl barely seemed to notice all the glowers she was receiving because of the intoxicated state she was in.
"What is it, Ino?" Sakura, dressed in a pink backless halter dress, hissed at her swaying bestfriend while grabbing her arm to prevent her from drawing more unwanted attention towards their location.
Sakura dragged the blonde back to their table. When she dumped the blonde drunkard on her seat, the blonde erupted in a fit of sniffs and blubbers.
"It hurts so much, you know. He was such a jerk. I thought he loved me. Wah!!" The girl continued her rant while Sakura, used to the blonde's complaints about her ruined love life, calmly sipped at her glass of martini.
"Who was it this time, Pig?" She asked, not really interested. She just didn't want to make the blonde think that she doesn't care about the 'pain' she was going through.
"It was Saito." She grumbled then downed the glass of vodka.
"Ah." She replied lamely, unable to think of another response. She really didn't remember who this Saito person was. I mean, who would? Her best friend changed her boyfriend every damn week. You can't be expected to remember them one by one.
This thought made her dejected all the more. It seems both of them were having the same fate: lack of a steady love life. Well, not really. At least, Ino was having boyfriends even if they would break up after a couple of days. On the other hand, she was the total opposite of the gorgeous blonde. Instead of having boyfriends and changing them week by week, she couldn't even remember when the last time she had a boyfriend was. She thought it was lifetimes ago.
She was broken off from her miserable train of thought when they heard a loud crash. They craned their necks to see Tenten. She had her arm stretched out with her fist tightly closed. Then they saw who just received her right hook. A redhead was strewn across the dance floor. He was unconscious. They weren't sure if it was because of the punch she just received from their brown-haired bestfriend or if it was because of getting too drunk. They decided it was the former since Ten-chan had a nasty right hook.
When the spectacle was over, the people previously staring went off to their personal businesses, some continued dancing in the middle of the dance floor despite an unconscious man lying there while others continued drinking until they puked and passed out on their respective tables.
Tenten was walking towards their table, slapping her hands together as if removing some invisible dirt then proceeded off to smoothen out the wrinkles of her maroon V-neck tube dress.
"Bastard." They heard the brunette mutter.
When they glanced back towards the unconscious 'bastard', they saw she was being dragged out by the employees of the club.
"What happened, Ten-chan?" Sakura asked.
Tenten sunk down on her chair and grabbed Sakura's glass and gulped the remaining liquor.
"The pervert tried to touch my legs." Tenten hissed.
"Serves him right." Ino said.
"I need a stronger drink." Tenten muttered then called for a waiter.
Tenten ordered for two bottles of sake while Ino ordered a glass of vodka.
"What about you, forehead?" Ino asked after ordering hers.
"Oh. Just a glass of white wine." She said to the waiter who scrambled off to get their orders.
"Really, you should try stronger drinks, Saku-chan." Tenten said.
"No way am I getting drunk." Sakura defiantly said.
"Why not? It's not like you have shifts at the hospital tomorrow." Tenten reasoned out.
"First, because I don't want to have those dreaded hangovers from hell. Second, I absolutely hate throwing up in the toilet of my apartment and then sleeping on it, unlike someone I know." She gave a cursory glance to Ino.
"Hey! I was sleepy." Ino defended.
Sakura ignored the blonde and continued speaking, "And third, who would be driving your wasted asses back home if all of us are under the influence of alcohol? You know what they say, 'friends don't let friends drive drunk.'" She said sternly.
Ino scoffed while Tenten said, "Fine, fine. You win." She surrendered. Sakura broke into a smug grin.
Although Sakura always reprimanded them about the bad effects of alcohol, she couldn't help but join them in their adventures in the club, thus getting drunk most of the times as well. Despite being level-headed and rational, she was best friends with the most insane people she knew.
Ino Yamanaka is a gorgeous blue-eyed blonde who loves to flirt. She's loud and annoying but loves arranging flowers and designing clothes. She loves nightclubs and parties but loathes school, libraries and books. She is also known to be their gang's own fashion designer and hair stylist, because of her fashion and style skills. She works as a part-time florist in the flower shop her family owns while studying a course related to fashion.
Tenten is a fierce tomboy, not very girly and preppy, unlike Ino. She mostly likes weapons and anything sharp and fatal under the sun. We even saw that she had one room in her condo just for her beloved collection weapons. She remembered seeing different sizes and shapes of swords, daggers, spears, even a spiked club. She is also a judo black belter. Her knowledge in self-defense caused most of her ex-boyfriends to spend days confined in the hospital. Tenten is employed as a professional judo instructor.
Their other friend, Hinata Hyuuga, is the former heiress to her father's company. Demure and kind-hearted, she was often disregarded by her father, assuming that Hinata is not capable of running the company. Consequently, the inheritance was passed on to Hinata's cousin who she already considered as her older brother since he had always taken care of her and given her comfort whenever her father would pressure her. Hinata, not caring about her family's business since she never really wanted to be the heir, whole-heartedly accepted her father's decision to pass on the Hyuuga Enterprises to her cousin-slash-onii-san. She is a great singer and cook. She studies culinary arts and works as a singer for gigs at different mellow bars.
However she, Sakura Haruno, is a simple and very logical type of girl. Mostly spending her time in libraries or her room with a book stuck in front of her nose, she is currently studying college to be a successful and professional doctor. Sakura is a scholar in the university she is currently studying in. She works as a part-time librarian in the public library to support her financial needs as the allowance of her parents is insufficient but because she was too kind for her own good, she doesn't have enough backbone to trouble her parents with that. There was nothing about her that was interesting at all, in her opinion. She was just glad that she met this unbalanced group of girls who made her life much more interesting than it could have ever been. She smiled at the thought of her bestfriends but suddenly the smile was wiped off her face.
Wait, speaking of Hinata, where is she?
"Hey guys, where's Hinata?" Sakura asked.
Ino, who was chugging her second glass of vodka, stopped mid-gulp then put her glass back down. Tenten glanced up from her slumped form on their table.
"Oh right, where is she? I knew she was just here somewhere." Ino said, her words slightly slurred.
"Did she dance?" Tenten asked, her words as twisted as Ino's.
"I don't remember." Ino said, frowning.
"Of course, you don't. You're drunk." Sakura said, stating a fact.
Ino was chugging at the other bottle of sake Tenten ordered earlier.
"Hmm not yet drunk, fowhead." She said, her words slurred more than ever.
"Yes you are, Piggy-chan." She teased. At least she was more sober than her.
Tenten broke their conversation.
"Oi, it's not the time for that. Where is Hinata?" Tenten slightly worried where their meek bestfriend went off to.
Before they could even stand up to go search for her, they heard a muted thud.
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