Good Girl Gone Bad
(Appropriate Version)
Yep. You read that right. Appropriate version. Where Sakura's fear didn't turn into lust and Sasuke didn't become a rapist. XD I actually dedicate this to my two Anon reviewers who pointed out my mistakes, and I'm really grateful for them :D Because they made me realize how important moral values are and friendship and also keep my characters intact. I seriously went overboard on the lemon shit, forgetting important stuff. I'm really sorry about that. D: But I hope they appreciate this one :) Their reminders gave me an idea. Hence this. And I think I watch too much music videos where I see no bouncers in the background while people do porn stuff. =w=
So uhm, new readers, you can actually skip this since it's just another version of the first. :) And is actually finished. Mehe.
It's an altered part when they entered the club. Few scenes will be the same. BTW. No lemons here. :P
Sakura felt her eardrums almost bursting the moment they entered the club. The music boomed in every corner and people are dancing crazily in the middle, their bodies grinding in a sensual fashion she couldn't help but feel disgusted. And it was so dark.
"I seriously want to go home now." Sakura mumbled, nudging Temari. She stood uncomfortably in between her two friends while holding on to their arms like someone would suddenly grab from behind. She can already feel the many gazes of people on her and most of them are males.
They walked further and as expected, men approached Sakura, much to her dismay.
"Sorry guys, but she's off limits." Temari shooed away the incoming hormone-raged teens that eyed Sakura with hints of want. The girl could only shudder in fear, shying away and almost hiding behind Temari.
"See Sakura, you shouldn't waste your beauty. Lots of men want to bed you now. Literally." Tenten told her.
"That is not helping me at all." Sakura murmured, wishing she'd brought her jacket for cover. She can barely feel her clothes with all the stares she get. Like their eyes were removing every piece of her clothing.
"Oopsie. I spot a Hyuuga in the corner." Tenten whistled, brown eyes staring at a particular long-haired male. She stared at Temari. "My man needs me." She explained and gave Sakura a pat on the head before vanishing in the crowd.
"And there she goes." Temari muttered, dragging Sakura who seemed to refrain herself from literally clinging to her. "Girl, relax." She glanced behind, only to see Sakura becoming really paranoid.
"Relax." The pinkette mumbled while narrowing her eyes. "I swear I would have brought holy water if that keeps them a meter away from me."
The two girls slipped through the mass bodies and found the less crowded area where they took a sit at a vacant table. Sakura observed at how bold the women are there. They weren't dancing. They were dry humping random men. Oh gods. How on earth did they even go that far? And aren't they suffocating with that teeny little distance? She groaned. If Temari would ask her to go there, she'd rather have a blind date with the geekiest boy on the planet.
"You know Sakura,"
Said girl turned to face her friend, her elbows propped up on the table as she gaze on the dance floor.
"You just have to find the right guy to get rid of that stupid fear." Temari said, looking back at the other girl who only frowned.
"My ideal man exists in books, Temari." Sakura replied dryly. Though she did have a point there, but still, there are no right guys here in this freaking club right now, only handsome guys with raging hormones. She saw her roll her eyes and exhale heavily.
"Not all guys are the same Pinky. You just happen to bump on the wrong person every damn time. Orrr – " Temari eyed her with a smug smile, which caught Sakura off guard. "You assume too much."
"Shut up." Sakura held a blush from appearing but failed, furious at what Temari said. "I'm just being careful and – "
"Whatever you say ~" She sang teasingly.
Why this smartass of a friend!
"Anyway, want to get some drinks?" She pointed at the counter a few feet away from their place. Sakura followed her gaze, looking past the tall heads that hindered the view, and almost nodded a yes when she saw five consecutive men sitting at the stools. Her female intuition tells her they're going to hit on her once there. Nonononono. She'd rather wait for Temari here, seeing that people rarely come this part of the club.
"Are you sure?" She raised an eyebrow.
From the pocket of her skirt, Sakura produced a small bottle. "I've got this." Pepper spray. Where you spray and kick the rapist in the crotch and run for your freaking life. Sakura's ninja moves.
"Okay. I'll be back in sixty seconds." Temari told her, standing.
It was the pink-haired girl's turn to raise an eyebrow.
"Seriously… sixty seconds?" Sakura asked incredulously.
"Yep. Count and see for yourself." She replied confidently, making her way to the bar area.
Meanwhile, Sasuke began his hunt. Slipping through the crowd and ignoring girls that didn't suit his taste. They almost looked the same, bearing that whorish appearance again and again. He wanted something new, something fresh. His onyx orbs scanned the place, hunting for a new prey that would satisfy his needs for tonight.
He ran his fingers through his raven-hair when he found no girl. He looked around again and that's when he saw her. He licked his lips. Despite the delicious outfit she wore, he can clearly tell she was uncomfortable and new. She saw her stare at the crowd with curious eyes. Her innocence was calling out to him, tempting him to taint her with his charms.
"You just have to find the right guy, Sakura. Meh. I'd rather die a virgin." Sakura muttered to herself as she waited for Temari. With her arm propped up on the table, she cradled her chin on her hand while the other drummed her fingers on the steel object; listening to the music.
It was quite boring, despite the new place she's in. Or maybe she's just that geeky.
She pouted.
She should seriously ask Temari how to face a guy without fainting. She shunned them with ease a while ago. And it made her feel envious. Should she take lessons in Kung Fu?
This is really getting boring… and it's almost sixty –
"Hey there, little girl."
Holy crap. Was that a man's voice?
Sakura stiffened, almost like a statue upon hearing it.
She peeked a bit, hoping it was just her imagination, slowly turning her head to the side and almost fainted at what she saw.
She felt her cheeks burn in utter surprise and female instincts. Standing before her was a guy, no older than herself, who was the absolute definition of a god. His smoldering midnight pools stared at her with a hint of interest.
Crap. Crap. Crap. Male alert! Male alert! Fucking male alert!
She immediately looked away, gulping a really huge lump in her throat. It seemed that lump had gathered all her saliva for her throat suddenly went really dry. Where the hell was Temari? Sixty seconds was done WAAAAAYYYYY long ago.
"Not even gonna say Hi?" He asked her with that deep alluring tone, Sakura swore she's blushing now. But that won't change the fact that a man is standing before her, just two freaking feet away. She can already feel her heart about to explode inside her chest while she stared uncomfortably into his eyes. She tried to reach her deadly weapon, telling herself it is better to be safe than sorry. But she was too stiff to move and he seemed harmless.
Suddenly, it was so hard to breathe. Her ninja moves forgotten.
Sasuke, despite being charmed by her cuteness couldn't help but tell his mind that she was one of a kind. He didn't receive the usual dreamy stare girls would shot him instead troubled emerald orbs gazed back at him which he found a bit amusing and awkward at the same time.
She clumsily faced him.
He saw her open her mouth, ready to speak when she took a big breath. He resisted the urge to tilt his head and be confused.
"Hi!" She finally said.
He smirked.
But Sasuke wasn't prepared on the next occurrence.
She surprisingly fainted.
Literally.
And before she could hit the floor and get hurt, his quick reflexes helped him catch her unconscious body.
"What the fuck just happened?" The Uchiha mumbled as he looked down at her. He was beyond surprised. Did he overdo his charms that she couldn't take it anymore? That was just plain crazy. What's he supposed to do now? His purpose of being here was ruined. Also, he can't just leave her alone in the booth while wearing as arousing as this outfit. He looked around to see if her friends where near in sight.
"Shit. Don't tell me she came here alone." Letting her head rest on his chest, he ran his free hand through his hair and groaned. He doesn't have choice does he?
He searched her skirt, hoping to find some ID or any piece of information from her when he felt a lump. He immediately lifted a pepper spray, causing a raise of his eyebrow and then finally her phone and miraculously, her ID.
His eyes scanned her address, nodding at the familiarity and proceeded to lift and carry her.
"Stupid bartender. Now Sakura's probably cowering in the corner." Temari gritted, forcing people out of her way as she carried two glasses of Cherry Coke. She didn't even bother to say 'Sorry' for she was really in a hurry to get back at Sakura. She's probably going to whine the moment she reached her.
If she was still there.
Her dark green eyes squinted at their booth, when she almost neared it. There was no sign of a pink-haired female sitting on the chair.
"SHIT." She cursed, halting on her tracks. This isn't good. This is bad. This is fucking bad.
When a guy suddenly approached her, she faced him, handed the two glasses and left him astounded. Her hands immediately went to her pocket where her phone was and dialed Sakura's number.
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…
She almost threw her phone when Sakura didn't answer. Instead, she dialed Tenten's.
"Hey what's up?" The brunette's voice chirped at the fifth ring.
"Sakura is missing." Controlled anger.
"What?"
"Sakura is missing." A little less control.
"Maybe she's exploring the club." Hopeful voice.
"Sakura will never roam around this shit alone." Less control.
"Okay. We're screwed then aren't we?"
"Tenten, stop being so fucking – "
"Should I call 911 now?"
"YOU DUMBASS. TELL YOUR BOYFRIEND TO SPREAD HIS MINIONS AND GUARD THE EXITS AND LOOK FOR A PINK HAIRED GIRL!"
Phone shuts…
Angry sigh.
Sakura stirred at the cold temperature. The atmosphere prickled her skin. Did the club suddenly turn the air conditioners to full blast? Wait. If she is in the club, why has the music vanished? Her chair magically felt soft and comfortable. And is she hearing the sound of an engine of a really expensive car where there's only this brrrrrrr sound? She slowly opened her eyes, streetlights blinded her as cars overtook the lane.
Cars? Streetlights? Holy – What the –
The thought immediately sent her bolt upright, her head moving from side-to-side. She gasped.
She was in a freaking car.
A moving car taking her to who knows where.
Her heart picked up pace again.
"Glad you're finally awake." That same voice alerted her.
On the driver's seat was the same man who talked to her before she passed out. Someone she did not know and is probably going to take her in the field and rape her there.
"Kyaaaaaaah!" She screamed in horror, trying move away from him. "What – What am I doing here?! Who are you?! Where –gulp- Where are you taking me?!" Her eyes stared in sheer fright at his calm posture as he drove the highway. She moved, hoping to get away from but to no avail she was stuck. She could only squirm. Crap. She's already tied up!
"It's called seat belt." He told her, slightly annoyed. What was wrong with her?
Her arms immediately covered her body that was already trembling. When he gave no response, Sakura knew she was in real trouble.
"I – I know T – Taekwondo!" She stuttered while acting bravely. She hoped it scared him.
She heard him snort. She gasped. He knows that she lied!
"I will call 911!" She declared, hoping to hear him surrender.
"You're annoying." He retorted, briefly staring at her. "I'm bringing you back to your home."
"What?"
"I said, I'm bringing you back to your home." He repeated through clenched teeth, shooting her a glare that only frightened her more. She shook her head vigorously. She can't bear the ride home with a scary man like him if he is going to take her home. Realizing that he didn't act the same guy as before, Sakura would rather go back alone.
"Stop the car!" She cried.
He ignored her.
"Stop it!"
"…"
"Stop it!"
No response.
"STOP THE CAR!"
His foot pressed the break, if she didn't wear the seatbelt, Sakura would have hit her head on the dashboard. He sighed angrily, onyx orbs narrowing at the girl who only cringed.
"Well?" He snapped.
"I'm going alone." She squeaked.
"It's late and walking alone in public with that outfit, you'd make the headlines tomorrow."
He did have a point there. But what if that was his excuse to take her to HIS home?
"I – I can handle myself." Sakura said. "Who – who knows y – you might be a rapist in disguise!"
Sasuke only stared at her in utter amusement.
"Now f – free me!" She demanded in a shaky voice.
He mutedly pressed something.
A click! Was heard.
"Don't tell me I didn't warn you." He spoke lowly.
Sakura gulped nervously and unlocked the door.
She stepped outside and walked without looking back.
The sleek black car zoomed past her leaving her alone in the streets.
Ring! Ring! Ring! Ri –
"SAKURA!"
Temari felt all her tension leave her the moment she heard her friend's voice. "Where the fuck are you?! We've been searching the whole club!" The blonde sat on one of the stools, waving at Tenten to come over.
I'm currently in the park waiting for a cab to pass. Some guy talked to me and well… I passed out then when I woke up, I'm in his car and he told me he was going to take me home.
"And then? Was he someone else?" She asked worriedly.
I don't know, so I asked him to drop me here so I could go alone.
"WHAT?! Sakura it's fucking 11pm! Do you know how many drunkards are scattered in the streets now?!" She gripped the phone tightly.
I –
"Find a café or a store. And STAY THERE. I'm coming over there ASAP."
Okay. Uhm, Temari… I think you should hurry up.
"Is there something wrong?"
I have to go. Some guys are ahead.
"Sak – "
Phone disconnected.
"Shit! Tenten. Get your boyfriend's car. Sakura's in trouble."
Sakura stopped in her tracks, noticing four male figures emerging from one of the alleys. She hugged herself protectively as something in the back of her mind told her something was wrong with the incoming people. They looked bulky and the type of men who hit on whores.
And with her current clothing, they might mistake her for one.
She shivered at the thought for these were no ordinary men. They could easily corner her. With her fear rising, she took a step back, beads of sweat rolling down her face. She embraced herself tighter. One of them seemed to spot her, his muscled arm rose and was directed at her. At that was her cue to sprint away.
Their sickening laugh reached her ears, along with their heavy footsteps that sounded closer. But Sakura continued to run, ignoring the pain on her feet that was slowing her down. Her toes ached, the sole of her feet burning. Tears formed in her eyes as she tried to outrun the men who were probably just a few feet away from her.
"Come here little missy!" She heard one of them.
"Let me play with you for a little while."
A loud gruff chuckle erupted from their throats. She panted heavily, her energy slowly fading. Her hands went to her knees as she caught her breath. She glanced at their faces and was disgusted, making her tremble. They were going to take advantage of her.
"It's just a little while." A bald man stepped forward, cooing in a twisted way.
She shook her head in plea, moving away from them. "Please no," She mumbled, a single tear escaped.
"It won't hurt," The same man went closer, a malicious grin spread on his thick lips. "Now be a good girl and come with – "
"Leave the girl alone."
Sakura blinked in surprise, the four men's eyes narrowing at someone behind her. She glanced at her savior and gasped upon seeing the same man who dropped her earlier. He stood casually, his hands inside the pockets of his jacket.
"Uchiha." They hissed venomously.
"Leave or I'll call the police." His onyx orbs stared impassively at the men who could only clench fists knowing they have nothing against the teen. With a curse, they stomped their way back to the alley they come from.
The girl, unable to bear the ache in her legs and feet any longer almost collapsed if he hadn't caught her the second time. He placed her down on the cement floor while she cried softly, staring at him with tear-filled jade eyes. She shivered involuntarily, the wind sweeping past them. But to her surprise, warmth welcomed her when the boy called 'Uchiha' handed over his jacket to her. "Arigatou…" she whimpered while blushing.
"Hn." He grunted, pulling out his handkerchief and lent it to her. "Annoying."
She smiled gratefully at him, giggling when he called her 'Annoying' again.
"Can you walk?" He asked her.
She shook her head and carefully removed the stilettos. He noticed her swelling feet and decided he just carries her again. After she wore the jacket, Sasuke easily lifted her and walked towards his car that was parked a few meters away. Her head rested on chest, still sniffling from her cry a while ago.
"Neh Uchiha-san," Sakura spoke softly.
"What?"
"Y – you're not going to rape me right?" She looked up at him for assurance.
"I just saved you from the real rapists, Pinky. So shut up." He replied, staring back at her in irritation. "Anyway, I'm bringing you home."
"Wha – "
"Complain one more time and I'll bring you to them." He warned, making Sakura close her mouth.
Maybe, Temari's right. Sakura thought as he gently placed her on the passenger seat. She only needs to find the right guy who'd make her feel comfortable.
"Holy shit."
Temari couldn't believe what the screen on her phone showed.
"What is it?"
Tenten peered over Temari's shoulder and instantly, her eyes widened in shock.
"HOLY FUCKING SHIT. IS THIS FOR REAL? DID SHE REALLY HOOK UP WITH DUCK HAIR?!" The brunette wailed, her jaw hanging open at what she just read.
The message read.
This is Uchiha Sasuke. Your friend Pinky is at my house.
Read&Review :3
Lol. So how was it?
Lame right? XD
Because of this, I think I have to change some parts in chappy 1. Only the interaction though, between Sasu and Saku.
Wait. You think I should have just posted this as a different story? O_O
Or is it okay that it's here too?
