More Of You Than Of Me

Radiohead- Creep

"Okay, so what the fuck?" They could hear a loud, feminine voice, which somehow managed to break through the music. If the bass wasn't so strong that people taht were sitting closest to the couple would be eable to hear the young man moan.

Hinata and Kiba burst out of their drinks. Kiba held extremely well, but his little friend has caught a red blush, and slowly began to feel the effects of consumed alcohol. She didn't drank a lot, but she wasn't accustomed to such an entertanment, so it work hard and fast on her. However, she was able to see eyes of the boy focused on something, or rather someone in the crowd and she gave him an amused smile.

"Another victim? "She said, very loudly, and still was barely audible over the music," Go! "

Kiba looked at her with very parental look.

"I'll go, of course. But don't become a victim of someone else," he warned, and before he left he bought her another drink.

She looked at the crowd. Another round and she would be able to dance. She sighed and continued to be a shy person. Now she really looked like an weirdo.

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It wasn't difficult to notice that Sasuke has ceased to be sober long ago. It wasn't difficult to note that he wasn't having so much fun as usual, and his plan for finding the "oblivion" was completely at odds with reality. But at least he enjoyed his drink. At least initially, because now he no longer felt the taste. He became numb. For everything and everyone.

"Dude, what wrong wit ya? Not taking any girl home?" Naruto shouted ,eagerly looking at the near dancing Sakura.

Sakura Haruno. Sasuke considered her as a slut number 2 . And just as with Shikamaru, he had no idea what Naruto sees in that...girl. Especially considering the fact that she was in love with him, Sasuke. But that night, as always, he decided that he didn't care. This all really didn't matter for him now. He wanted to be numb. He wanted to be gone from that place. It was all to noisy .And he wanted to get drunk, so in the morning he could feel his skull breaking and so he would never think of that girl again. This was the plan of that night and it came out great. At least so it seemed to him.

"Fuck. Okay, guys, I'm going after another drink," said Uchiha and wanted to get up, he wanted to leave, but no. Someone's hand just had to held him on the couch.

It was the hand of an unknown girl to him. Or maybe he knew her? Maybe he fucked her in the past? Was that matter?

"I'll get .."

"Do I look like I was disabled or if I wanted your help? No? Then it's you to fuck off, you got it?" she quickly took her hand and withdrew.

"Dude ..." Shikamaru muttered.

What could be said. He was Sasuke Uchiha. Even if she was offended, he didn't care. He stood up and headed for the counter. He was definitely going to buy myself something that he could drink on the way. And so he did. Moments later he squeezed through the crowd and left the place, leaving his friends in total ignorance. They would probably think that he was just fucking someone anyway. Hm. His reputation was really hopeless. But it was already dark outside . He thought it was a good time to smoke. And so it was but tonight nothing was going the way he planned it.

"Where are you, you little,fuckin ... lighter?" he muttered to himself.

"Hi, Riddle-Boy, h-here you go" he heard a soft voice and with a cigarette in his mouth he looked at the source of this divine sound.

And behold, there she was. Again, in ethereal dress, with long hair that tangled in a mess on her shoulders and back. And she was smoking? What a girl ...

He took a lighter and sat down beside her.

"Riddle-boy?" He asked allowing the calming smoke filled his lungs. She was so close. He could feel her sweet perfume. Fuck, what a creep he was, a total weirdo.

"You didn't tell me your name, so I called you Riddle-Boy" Hinata said looking at twisted smoke compartmentation in the lamplight.

"I thought you know. Usually I don't have to introduce myself" Sasuke admitted quite frankly.

"It's a bit arrogant .." she smiled. What could he say? He was arrogant, defiant. But , somehow, she was making him nice ... but only for her. He so much wanted to know why? "But it's nothing., And I already like you, no need to worry. So ..?

What she wanted ...? Ah, yes! name!

"Sasuke," he said, staring at her crossed leg.

"Very nice to meet you. Do you like the party?" there was something effortless in her. He didn't have to strive with her. She didn't care, just like he. So fucking special she was.

"Honestly, I hate it, but I don't want to go home yet"

He really considered the possibility of stupid love at first sight. Because for him no logical explanation was, well, logical.

"Me neither." she said, suddenly jumped and her eyes were even bigger than usual, "Let me tell you something. But shh! You know, that's the first time I got drunk. I feel so ... so brave! And I thought that since you don't like tha party too, we we can make our own. "

Sasuke laughed. He didn't know if it couldn't have been worse or if it couldn't have been better.

Oh, he decided to be nice. Just for once. For her. He decided to be special.

"We're lucky. Just bought a liter of vodka"

She laughed, grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him. But he had a better idea.

"No, no. If we go, it's on my terms," she looked at him suspiciously. "Don't worry, I won't accrue you to my bed. Unless you want, ofcorse. But by now I suggest Park."

She smiled and nodded. Three hours ago, Sasuke would never have believed it, if someone would tell him that in the near future he will be drinking vodka with a girl without going to fuck her, and, beyond that, he will enjoy talking to her for more than 5 minutes. But it was just happening. And even if he was, he didn't feel out of character.