Earlier that night. . .
There was a huge round of applause and a roar of excitement as Hidan staggered backwards and raised the beer bong triumphantly; wiping his mouth victoriously. Kiba continued to choke his beer down for a few more seconds before finally conceding that when it came to sculling; Hidan had no equal.
The platinum-haired man leapt up onto the table and raised yet another beer as a salute. Before he drank it, however, he made sure to pour about half of it directly on top of a blonde male who was standing nearby.
"Hidan! You asshole!" Deidara snapped aggressively, staring at his beer-drenched shirt and brushing his sopping hair back off his face.
"Deal with it, gay-boy," Hidan snorted, flicking some more beer in his face and then crushing the empty can against his head.
"You're a fucking Neanderthal," Deidara snarled, storming off towards the living room where Sasori was watching the proceedings with a touch of amusement. He noticed the blonde's anger and state of dress immediately.
"Hidan?"
"Hidan." Sasori could only chuckle to himself and let Deidara fume for a moment longer. "Sasori, why's he such an asshole to me?"
"Homophobic," came Sasori's reply; watching with much amusement as Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha were both forced to see who could do the longest keg stand, " –You should really be watching this; it's hilarious –Sasuke's winning by like three rounds and Naruto's kicking up a fuss."
" –But Kisame's gay and Hidan doesn't seem to care!" Deidara grumbled, "…And it's not because I'm from the Suna fraternity because he gets along with you and Sai just fine –"
"No one 'gets along with' Sai," Sasori reminded him, rolling his eyes, "He's the reason Sasuke and Naruto are in this ridiculous competition anyway –he said something about Sasuke being superior, and of course Naruto just had to dispute it."
" –Is there any particular reason Naruto is wearing a miniskirt? Hidan –" Deidara frowned with a raised eyebrow.
"He lost the obstacle course around the house. And quit talking about Hidan; what, you like him or something?" Sasori smirked, and Deidara immediately blushed and tried to stutter out some reason for why that was a completely outrageous call. "What? He's a good looking man; I'm straight and I can see that. Why wouldn't you be attracted to him?"
"Um, maybe because he's a jackass, yeah?" the blonde snorted hotly.
"Just go pash him for a bit when he's nice and drunk," Sasori shrugged, "He'll quit making fun of you because you'll be able to blackmail him about it. And maybe you'll stop being in denial about thinking he's hot."
" –I am not in denial –"
Naruto collapsed to the floor in a heap; vaguely seeing Deidara and Sasori over in the corner. He was glad they'd come; the Suna boys were always fun for a laugh –even Sai, sometimes.
"Sasuke wins again!" Sakura was squealing in delight as Naruto struggled to gather himself to his feet; needing the support of Suigetsu to maintain an upright stance.
"Are *hic* you ready to admit defeat, idiot?" Sasuke chuckled, staggering forwards triumphantly.
"Not on your l-life, bastard –" Naruto slurred in return as his shirt was removed as his punishment for losing. "My reputation and my chores are on the line!" He laughed and slung a drunken arm around his best-friend-slash-rival's shoulders. "Name the next challenge! I will win this time!"
"Dance-off!" Ino squealed in delight and Sakura giggled along cheekily. Sai grinned in agreement, jabbing a finger over at Suigetsu to crank up the music even louder.
" –People's choice!" Sai called out, "Please the crowd boys and let them decide the winner!"
"Can I take off this fucking miniskirt for it?" Naruto begged, only to be shouted down. Pitbull's song 'Give Me Everything' began playing and the cheers started from the watching crowd (most of who were female). Sasuke looked slightly irritated as the music began playing and began unbuttoning his shirt.
Immediately, the entire room broke out into applause and excited squeals.
"Naruto; better get your game on!" Sai hollered from where he was perched up on a table. Naruto growled, tearing off his shirt and getting ready to bust a move.
Unfortunately, Sasuke knew what the girls wanted. He didn't like it, but he could not let Naruto win; the idiot would never let him forget it. He slowly started gyrating his hips as his shirt fell open. Had he been sober, he would've been appalled at his behaviour…but he was drunk and this was college…so what the hell?
Grab somebody sexy…
Naruto suddenly grabbed Sasuke by the hips and yanked him forwards so that their abdomens were touching. Immediately, the roars doubled in volume. The blonde smirked cheekily. He could work the sexy angle too –but it would definitely involve taking advantage of Sasuke.
"Game changer!" Sai laughed as the girls all squealed at the sight of two extremely good-looking boys beginning to dance with each other; trying to outdo the other. "Looks like it isn't over for Naruto just yet!"
"Hey Itachi," Kisame remarked as the head of the Akatsuki House finally made an appearance at his own party. Knowing Itachi, he'd probably been up in his room still studying until the music had gotten too loud and one too many people had thumped on his door.
"…Sasuke appears to be enjoying himself," Itachi remarked flatly, eyeing the state of the house and suddenly getting jostled up against Kisame's chest as another surge of people came flooding in. He never understood how so many people found out about their parties. Anybody who was anybody –and even people who were nobodies –turned up; getting completely trashed and trashing the house.
" –Oh lighten up," Kisame chuckled, pushing a drink into his hand. "Have a few drinks." Itachi raised an eyebrow and looked over at Sasuke and Naruto.
"I hope I never end up like that…" he muttered, "How mortifying."
"…The night's still young," Kisame chuckled with a grin.
Neji Hyuuga was casually having a few drinks with Shikamaru. The two of them were both members of the student council and Neji often reminded Shikamaru that it was important to think of their reputations and not to let things get too out of hand. They reflected the student body, and anything that they did would be held under heavy scrutiny.
"…Oh god, there's Temari…" Shikamaru sighed heavily, "Hide me…"
"Would the two of you please just try to get along? Like a little bit?" Neji complained, "You just start fights with her for no reason –"
"Like I would start a fight with her," Shikamaru rolled his eyes, "She's just so troublesome –she's the one that gets all –hey Temari…"
"Shikamaru. Neji," she greeted haughtily, "I'm surprised you managed to drag yourself out of bed for this one," she added, directing her comment towards Shikamaru.
"You can add 'raging alcoholic' to the list of negatives about me," he replied flatly, "Who's the redhead behind you?"
"I wouldn't expect you to remember my baby brother, Gaara," Temari snorted contemptuously, "He's over at Suna; across the road."
"I think I've seen you around a bit," Neji commented; just to be polite. Gaara Sabaku looked a little…well…terrifying. He was dressed mostly in black, with his lip pierced and dark black rings around his eyes. His red hair was scruffy and he was holding a beer in one hand. As Neji watched, Gaara just shrugged and took a long, slow drink; his piercing eyes locked on Neji's. The Hyuuga found himself shivering slightly.
"…Shall we leave them to their foreplay?" Gaara inquired in a husky voice, inclining his head to where Temari was jabbing Shikamaru in the chest and saying something probably distastefully. Neji gave a brief nod and quickly sculled his drink to give him a little bit more courage to deal with this strange new man.
The party was kicking into gear.
Hundreds and hundreds of people were there; there was a beer pong tournament out on the tennis courts; a couch had been thrown out of one of the upstairs rooms and was currently burning nicely on the side of the street. There was karaoke; and about two hundred people had just randomly shown up dressed in togas.
Deidara was absolutely drenched to the bone in alcohol. Hidan had somehow gotten one of the kegs and doused him with it. He was now very, very drunk, and very, very angry about being so drenched. He'd already gone home once to change and now his white shirt was completely see-through.
"Dei, you look like crap!" Naruto laughed; staggering over and falling into Sai's lap as Deidara staggered through the party, looking for Sasori.
"Don't I know it, yeah?" Deidara sniggered, laughing as one of Sai's hands slipped up Naruto's miniskirt and the blonde tumbled off his lap with a wild yelp; landing in a heap on the floor. There were couples making out all over the place; he'd already walked in on about three sexual acts and wasn't hoping to see any more. With a sigh of resignation, he decided that yeah, he should just go home and get changed again, and hopefully not see Hidan again tonight.
He stumbled out the front door and tumbled down the steps of the house; landing on the pavement with a groan. Managing to drag himself to his feet, he started staggering towards the road.
Unfortunately, as he made to take a shortcut through the garden, he tripped on something –or rather, someone –and fell directly on top of them. Whoever it was groaned and blinked; looking up.
"Yo, blondie," Hidan sniggered; his drunken eyes glazed and smug as Deidara found himself blushing at the way he was straddling the other man. Hidan's hand rose sleepily to the small of Deidara's back and fisted his damp shirt. " –Shit…you're fucking soaked…"
"Yeah, no thanks to –" Deidara stopped, thinking back to what Sasori had said earlier in the night. Kiss him and blackmail him? Well…what better time that now…when he was literally perched on top of him? Fuck it; he was drunk.
Thanking the world for the relative cover of darkness and the garden, he leaned down and pressed his lips against Hidan's, shyly running his tongue along the seam of chapped lips. To his great surprise, Hidan's lips parted and allowed his tongue to slip inside his mouth.
And then, all of a sudden, the other man was kissing him back! And not gently, either! Deidara automatically moaned; deepening the kiss as he was kissed back forcefully; his own tongue and a foreign one being thrust into his mouth. Hidan was a fantastic kisser, and the way; just the way he was kissing him was making Deidara undeniably horny.
His mouth being thoroughly ravaged and huge hands moving down to grip his ass, the blonde didn't think it was wrong of him to grind down against Hidan's crotch just a little bit. The result was that hips bucked up against him; making him moan again and kiss even more vigorously. It was sloppy; but he was suddenly finding the feeling of Hidan's tongue addictive and left him wanting more.
"…What's say we take this fucking somewhere else?" Hidan whispered seductively, and Deidara felt a shiver of anticipation run down his spine. He ground his hips back again to assure him that he approved of this suggestion, and Hidan suddenly sat up, leaving Deidara in his lap as he kissed him once again; gripping his blonde hair tightly. They stood, and Hidan slung an arm around his shoulders, sneakily licking the shell of Deidara's ear as they headed off; away from the party.
"You are not nearly drunk enough," Kisame chuckled, starting to feel the effects of the copious amounts of alcohol he had consumed. Itachi just gave him a scathing look; already slightly flushed and a little tipsy.
"…Look at the state of this house…"
"Come on Itachi; we'll get Kiba to hook you up with a beer bong –"
"I am not –" Itachi was about to protest but his best friend was already dragging him back to where it appeared that Neji was being forced to do much the same thing.
"I really…I really don't drink much –" he was trying to protest. "I think I've had enough –"
"Nonsense; don't be such a fucking pussy, Neji," Kiba laughed, thrusting the beer bong into his hands and forcing him to kneel, "Yo! Kisame! We getting Itachi fucking smashed are we?"
"You know it!" Kisame chortled, grabbing another beer bong out of apparently nowhere. Suigetsu, having abandoned the hilarious competition between Sasuke and Naruto after they'd had a duel with chairs and broken several windows; was jumping on one of the tables with Kankuro; the head of the Suna fraternity, and Shikamaru was busy with his tongue down Temari's throat.
"Well that's about time…" Neji grumbled, rolling his eyes. Bloody Shikamaru and Temari. He'd worked with them both long enough to realise that Temari probably didn't hate him as much as she claimed. Although, their arguments did usually end badly; one had ended with Shikamaru being flung out of a second storey window and into a pool at the Konoha sorority.
Four beer bongs in quick succession later and Itachi was completely drunk. He'd never been a big drinker, and he was absolutely positive that there was vodka mixed in with those beers –how many had Kiba even given him? Suddenly, he was feeling far too hot; and getting undressed seemed a perfectly reasonable option. He slowly pulled off his shirt over his head; to hear gasps and wolf-whistles from all around. He discarded his shirt and immediately found himself surrounded by overly intoxicated females.
With a chuckle, his drunken mind decided that dancing was really fun; especially with all these girls grinding up on him.
Sasuke was in the middle of a game of beer pong when Deidara tapped him on the shoulder with a chuckle; smelling distinctly of beer.
"Itachi's fucking hammered," he laughed, pointing over to the other room.
"Oh this, I've got to see…" Sasuke chuckled, "Oi, Naruto; pause –Itachi's drunk!" Immediately, everyone in the room turned and flooded over to where Itachi was now apparently using Kisame as a very, very amused stripper pole. The blue man was standing there with his beer; looking almost a little bored as Itachi danced around him; grinding up on him and running his hands across his chest and muscles. Everyone burst out laughing; even Kisame a little; Itachi remained blissfully clueless; still dancing along until finally, he collapsed against Kisame's chest.
"Oh my god, my brother was born to be a stripper," Sasuke called out, laughing; only to find a drunken middle finger pulled at him from Itachi. "Kisame; put him to bed sometime?"
"Will do," Kisame chuckled as Itachi slumped to the floor and began writhing around like some kind of worm. Trying not to laugh, he hoisted the elder Uchiha up over his shoulder and began carrying him towards the stairs; Itachi complaining about being manhandled the whole while; beating against Kisame's back and pouting like a child when his hair fell into his face.
"Next challenge!" Sai crowed instantly, and Naruto and Sasuke snapped to attention as best they could, "Sasuke's still winning –but can he win the next challenge as laid out by the lovely Sakura and Ino here?"
"I'll take any challenge!" Naruto exclaimed hotly.
"Make out," Sai ordered with a smirk.
"What?" Sasuke snapped.
"Kiss," Sai repeated, "…First one to stop is the uke!" That immediately got the competitive flare up in Naruto's eyes as he turned to Sasuke.
"Naruto; we don't have to do this…" Sasuke tried to reason.
"There's no way I'm the uke…" Naruto growled flatly, immediately grabbing Sasuke's face and mashing their lips together.
As soon as the kiss began, Sasuke knew he had to be in this for the long run. Naruto was determined to win; and there was no way in hell that he was going to allow that –no way at all. So of course, he had only one option.
Kiss back.
There were wolf-whistles as Sasuke reeled Naruto in by his miniskirt and deepened the kiss; his tongue forcing past Naruto's lips and delving deep into his mouth. Immediately, a war for domination of the kiss ensued; the literal force of it meaning that Sasuke had to slam Naruto's back against the nearest wall to keep his control. Tanned hands were tugging at his raven locks; demanding dominance, but Sasuke wasn't allowing that.
He pressed their bodies closer together and one of his thighs happened to slide between Naruto's legs. The blonde moaned into the kiss; automatically grinding down and causing Sasuke to pause in surprise. As soon as he slipped up, Naruto was back in control, pushing Sasuke backwards and ending up straddling the Uchiha as they landed on one of the couches.
People were cheering; egging on their favourite as the two rivals made out furiously.
In the back of Naruto's drunken mind, he couldn't help but notice how soft Sasuke's hair was, or how much he was enjoying kissing him.
"Get a room!" someone yelled and everyone laughed, and began jostling the pair about; forcing them up off the couch and down the corridor to the nearest bedroom. Sai cheekily shoved the two of them inside and slammed the door shut; locking it.
Naruto moaned again as he pushed Sasuke backwards to sit on the bed and slowly straddled him again; neither of them noticing that they were now alone and that their competition had likely ended. Sasuke could feel the vibrations of Naruto's moans and found that the sound of them went straight to his crotch. That, and the blonde was moving very nicely in his lap. Their hands were moving all over each other; drawing each other closer.
"Mmm…Sasuke…" Naruto mumbled, pulling apart for a brief moment before returning with even more vigour. Sasuke yanked back his head and transferred his lips to a tanned neck; sucking and kissing harshly at the blonde's pulse as tanned hands clawed at his bare back. "…Mmm…no…you'll leave a mark…" His protests were soon drowned out by his own needy moans as he pushed Sasuke onto his back and hovered over him; kissing him passionately.
Maybe it was a brief wink of soberness catching up to Sasuke, but he suddenly became very aware that he, a straight male, was making out with his best friend; also a straight male; and neither of them were protesting. He suddenly pulled Naruto's lips off his own and looked up at him. Blue eyes widened in horror and realisation as they both acknowledged, 'holy fuck'.
And then just like that, they both passed out into a drunken coma.
Elsewhere in the house, the music was turned up loud. The song 'Womaniser' by Britney Spears was blasting and everyone was drunk enough to be grinding up on anyone in the vicinity. And Neji Hyuuga was completely wasted.
His shirt was open and his hair was out; sweeping across his face as he ground his hips up against thin air; eyes scanning the crowd like a predator. Suddenly, he smirked, and grabbed a passing redhead by the hips and dragged them against his body.
"Hey Gaara…" Neji remarked in a lusty slur, running his lips against Gaara's ear as his hands began to traipse across the smaller man's chest, to settle at his hips. Gaara just chuckled in a low rumble and started moving in time with the brunette; being sure to press his ass back against Neji's crotch; turning his head to look him deep in the eyes.
An aroused sound escaped Neji's throat as his lips hovered a whisper from Gaara's; the drunken sexual tension heavily ignited and the two of them teasing with their gazes. Gaara's hands travelled over Neji's, moving one to rest over his crotch as they ground together lustily. Gaara's expression was teasingly erotic as Neji began massaging the redhead's clothed cock.
All of a sudden, Gaara was turned and pressed back against the pool table; Neji's hand still firmly palming him through his skinny jeans as the brunette dragged him in for a heated kiss.
There was a resounding round of applause and catcalls as Gaara wound his arms around Neji's neck; kissing him back and drawing his tongue out to play, leaning back onto the pool table and dragging Neji with him.
The Hyuuga was obliged to clamber up onto the table as thin legs wrapped around him; bringing his crotch into contact with the redhead's hips. He obligingly gave a gentle grind; earning an exaggerated moan from Gaara. Unfortunately, Neji enjoyed hearing that sound far too much. He detached his lips and tore Gaara's shirt off, slamming him back down and sucking hard at pale skin; feeling him arch up to meet him as he began grinding his hips down at bit harder.
"Fucking hell!" Kiba exclaimed, his mouth dropping open as he walked into the room to the sight of seeing the usually so proper Neji Hyuuga practically shirtless on their pool table, dry humping the little brother of Suna's head of house!
Vigorously dry humping, he might add.
And Gaara was not complaining. On the contrary, really; he was gripping Neji tightly; forcing their lips to remain connected and grinding back against Neji's thrusts. They seemed oblivious to the fact that cameras of all kinds were out.
"Hinata!" Kiba hollered, staggering over to Neji's gentle, slightly tipsy cousin, who was standing in the corner with an embarrassed look on her face, "Have you seen what Neji –" The horrified look in her eyes indicated that yes she was very much aware. She cringed as the two of them both heard Gaara moaning Neji's name combined with the phrases 'yes; harder!' 'Oh, Neji, that feels so good…' Kiba facepalmed and then toppled onto the nearest couch as people cheered and drunkenly shouted encouragement at Neji.
Suddenly, Kankuro, who had apparently been informed that someone was doing indecent things with his baby brother, made an appearance and grabbed Neji by the scruff of his shirt; dragging him from the redhead and delivering a swift punch to the side of the face. Someone, Kiba didn't know who, rushed to aid the drunken Hyuuga as Kankuro glared down and then over at Gaara, who was smirking like he was rather pleased with himself. He scrambled off the table, and before Kankuro could stop him, had headed over, shoved his hand down Neji's pants and started kissing him all over again.
Apparently Kankuro was having none of that, because the next thing Kiba saw was Neji flying across the room, through a closed window and into the garden and shattered glass on the other side.
Dimly, Kiba wondered where the hell everyone was, and left Hinata to deal with Neji. Deciding that exploring was in order, he managed to skirt around what appeared to be a projectile vomit competition in one of the bathrooms and nearly tripped over a pig. As he passed Kisame's room, he heard the thud of the bed against the wall, combined with some sort of garbled moaning and chuckled to himself.
Eventually, he ran into a naked Suigetsu and the two of them had managed to steal a sheet from one of the passed-out toga-wearers, and after that…well…it grew fuzzy.
It was a good night, he realised, a bit later on, when he found a cosy patch of back yard to curl up in in his rubbish bag after having lost his clothes to Tenten in a terrible game of beer pong. He wondered if the rest of his housemates had had a good time too.
A lot happened in this party it seemed. Sorry about OOCness, but i suppose they were drunk so... teehee. Quite fast but this is only the beginning! :O
What will the boys think when they wake up? And where do things go from here? Stick around for the next chapter to find out! Leave a review!
xx K