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Chapter 04

Dreams are today's answers to tomorrow's questions.
Edgar Cayce

There he was; working with the other men in the heat. The sun was burning down like it should in mid-summer, however, it was only spring, thus making the workers sweat. Each eventually peeled off their pieces of cloth one after another with the unmoving wind. No soft rustling from the trees, or the leaves of the tree she was hiding herself behind at least.

Her throat felt dry as she licked her lips; her eyes fixated on him. Seeing every move of his muscle and how the sweat was rolling down his heated body. Just the backside of him afar made her flush all over.

Due to the extreme hot spring day, he was not wearing his two coloured, well known, jacket, his shirt somewhere else and his pants rolled up in the heat of the day. Moreover she was sure that the sweat all over his body letting his well build body glitter in the bright sunlight made him look much more interesting than before.

The rising temperature made her feel like she was a fish in the dessert.

Her heart was beating quickly; a rushing sound in her eyes from the quick flow of her blood. Her pale eyes had never left him a second since she arrived here. Not once, after she hid behind a corner to take a peek on him. She wished she had the courage of just going over to him, saying 'hi' or anything at all. However with her freshly imprinted memory with him, she was not able to. 'How do I just walk over to him?'

She wondered how red she was already, when she felt that a new wave of blush rolled all over her body. Changing her face to a deeper colour, making her shudder a bit. Dreamily she looked at him while her fingers played with a strain of her long silken hair.

"Naruto... -kun..." she sighed out remembering what just happened...

They all were laughing, some girls dancing to the loud music and the drinking contest was never ending. The other game taking the first victims down.

She had nursed her drink for hours, trying not to sip to much of the alcoholic beverage, but in the end she got a good amount of it in her system. How much was it? 3 cups? 6 cups? Or even more? She had no idea anymore. People say alcohol changes behaviour, somehow it wouldn´t work for her. Or so she thought, not thinking about anymore when she was dragged by Ino to the small dancing area where bodies smoothly moved with each other. Girl with girl, girl with boy and even boy with boy. Something she never did, but nevertheless moved her body with the music like she never did anything else in her life. It was mysterious to her how she was able to move along, but the thought vanished quickly. It had felt good, never noticing when she was touched by somebody, dancing with her. Letting her body move with the other. It was hot it and sweaty and it felt like she was sky high. Only when her thirst telling her to take a break she really looked who was dancing with her, it was somebody else than before. Who she did not know, letting her eyes reach up the black dressed chest. She caught the dark skin, the edged of whisker marks. Her eyes went up quickly, blue eyes looked at her with a smile on his face.

"Never new you are a dancer" he had slurred and the song ended all to quickly and his hot hands left her body. A shiver ran down her spine.

"Thanks for the dance" he said to her and turned around, pushing his arm up to call to someone. However her actions stopped him. Both hands stopping his arm, she did not want him to go away.

"Hm?" Naruto murmured, not really reaching her ears.

"Don´t" she started.

"Don´t what?" the blond asked.

"Dance with me...?" a bright smile was again on his face when he turned around back to her.

"You are cute today" he said all of sudden and all she remembered afterwards, that he had indeed kissed her-

Hinata shook her head violently. It was not prober to think about it, not at all and bit her lip. If her father would know about it, he would bury her alive six feet under. Moreover Neji would try to beat her beloved blond black and blue. Not that he would succeed; but an angry father and Neji together would be fearful, even for Naruto.

She sighed loudly when a hand touched her shoulder, catching her that she was not paying attention to her surroundings.

"Hinata" a voice greeted her, but her eyes were glued to the lips who had just formed her name.

"Hinata?" and the young woman fainted on the spot. Naruto rubbed his neck, what was with that woman. She seemed to have the faint illness in her DNA or something. He had no idea when the Beast Master rushed already towards them...

Ino was rubbing her butt with a frown on her face, looking at the closed door before her. How did that happened? She only wanted to chat and then the idiot just throw her out and she landed rather painfully on her butt.

Shikamaru on the other hand, rubbed his temples. He had a hangover, a bad one. His headache was killing him, the amount of papers on his desk was over towering him and he felt like he needed to throw up any minute.

"Troublesome" He said and sat down in the not so comfortable chair. He asked himself why he was stupid to drink last night, underage drinking was not something he would do normally. Hence he would admit he did had a shoot after a big meal here and then. Like all the other, but yesterday it went out of hand. Totally and he felt it in every bone today and believed he was not alone out there feeling like shit.

He frowned at his thought. Green. He remembered green. Green eyes. Thinking of to the girls he know with green eyes and instantly pleaded she was not the one. His thoughts trailed further to Naruto. It was not good to remember green eyes, even associating it with Naruto's crush was even worse. It was not good to remember at all. He rubbed his temples again. Thinking was no good; however his thoughts drifted to his awaking this morning.

An aching head was bothering him and sat up slowly. Rubbing his temples slowly with a frown, but not at his headache more at his awareness of his surrounding and the state he was in. Nude in his bed, the room thick with sweat and sickly sweet of something he wished not to know.

He tried to convince himself that it wasn´t what he thought it was. However it was what he thought it was.

He had screwed a woman.

Hell! How did that happen? Better, how did it happen?

Even the tiny bit of memory in his head, not washed away from the alcohol or hangover showed it to him. Hell, how did that happen? Shikamaru tried hard to remember, but doing so he felt like steam would find it´s way out of his ears from all the hard thinking. Even his hard thinking face grimaced into a frown and a heavy sigh escaped his lips. Both hands ruffling his hair; he was already tired of thinking.

He was not reasonable last night. He was not himself. Moreover who was the woman he was with? Again deep inside he hoped they didn´t do what he think they did. He desperately hoped he stopped before he had done something really dumb. However the longer he looked at the bits and pieces of the memory he only had, the last hope flew out of the window. He looked at his left hand, the one he used to comb again and again through the shoulder length hair? He did not even remember the colour of the hair, not the feeling of it. Was it silken, smooth?

Shikamaru shook his head, this was not the time to think about minor details. Still it bothered him that he could not remember a scent or smell. Nothing. There was only the picture fragments in his head in black and white.

Maybe it was only a bad dream he had. But the lingering scent of sweat and sex in his room told him otherwise. He frowned again.

So the woman he screwed knows him, since she did left before he was able to regain his senses to be awaken from moving in his room, right next to him. She sure know. He sighed before another thought hit him like a express train. The blanket flew away, his feet toughed to wooden floor. His naked frame standing in the middle of the room, both hands pulling at his hair now very unlike him.

"God damnit" he said.

Sex.

With a unknown woman and he wondered about some smell he forgot? There was something else he should remember for sure and didn´t. The only way to find out, searching and he did. Shikamaru started to search for evidence he hoped to find, he desperately hoped to find it.

"Please..." he shook his blanket, looked under the pillow. In the room between wall and bed and there. There was it. And now he felt like crying. Relieve. He was relieved. At least far far back in his drunken mind, some reasonable person was still there and looked a the used condom wrapping. Where the used one was, he never found it. However he was somehow satisfied enough with that discovery and his tense body loosened a bit.

"Mmhh" he hummed out, he had to stop and concentrate on work and while trying to do so, with the mountain of work he had, Ino had to bother him.

He likes her, hell their were friends and teammates and grow up together. However sometimes, he wished the girl would be male. It would solve so many problems. Like today when she just came in without asking.

"Shi - ka - ma -ru!" her sing sang voice hurt his head badly and the sunlight from the open door too.

"Ino..." it was a half greeting and half a growl.

"Wow, you sure a grumpy aren´t you?" she asked and took seat.

"How can I help you, I have tons-" he was not even able to finish his sentence.

"The party was fantastic yesterday!" she said in her cheery voice. "Kakashi-Sensei was embarrassing his poor team yesterday singing all the dirty songs. And..." he tried not to hear her which was rather hard with her cheery loud not indoor voice. Her words were ringing in his head.

"Ino" he said but she never seemed to take a breath between her sentences or even words she was saying.

"Ino..." he tried again.

"INO!" this time louder.

"Shikamaru hear me out!" she said and continued with her telling.

"INO!" the chair behind him fell over and startled the blonde woman. She started at him, both of his hands flat on his desk, looking down.

"What's with you?" she asked irritated.

"I have work to do" he said

"Nothing you can´t do while you listening to me" she said. A loud sigh was heard and he turned around. Pulling the chair up again and Ino continued her blabla but shrieked when she was grabbed by her wrist and was pushed out of the door to sit on her butt in the dirt.

"What the hell?" she barked.

"I need to work" the Nara offspring only said and the door slammed shut.

"It will be a long day" he sighed again and grabbed the first batch of papers...

The Saturday nights out were nice, it was something everybody does if there are able too. All of sudden, without any reason, 'Saturday Night out' was born for the younger generation. It was like a small time out, like for the older generation.

Sakura tried her hardest to get her work done by Saturday around lunchtime, she too like the Saturday night out. Ino does confirm with her nearly everyday if she would go with her to the small clubbing bar called 'Exit'. A very fitting name for the purpose.

The bar looked small from the outside, but it was not the case. There was round tables to the left and right, each with stools around them. In the middle was the so called dance floor, different colours of light enchanting it, music ringing in everyone's ears. The barkeepers would be behind the wooden bar, giving out the desired beverages; from a simple Soda to special Sake, wine, whisky and different shots.

Yes, Sakura loved Saturday nights out she would do what she did the last nights out.

Dancing.

Theoretically dance is an art form that generally refers to movement of the body, usually rhythmic and to music, used as a form of expression, social interaction or presented in a spiritual or performance setting. Dance is also used to describe methods of non-verbal communication between humans or animals.

For her it was the way to talk, using her body to talk calling out what she was not able to say since the one she wanted to talk to did not want to hear. The music flooded her body, her moves were automatic. Moving back and forth, up and down, turn around. Her hands up, down, to the side; moving freely and sometimes wild without any handicap.

For bystanders they would describe her a bit drunk, nevertheless it seemed like art in which there is rhythmic movement of limbs, hands, face, body in tune with a music or concept. For her it is just a way of expression of happiness, joy or sadness, anger and frustration.

It was like a drug to her, she needed every Saturday around the same time to be sky high for the next few hours until the morning dawn came and she was able to forget the pain she hold within.

How did it ended in that kind of conversation? She had a hard time to approach him after her first 'Saturday Night out'. She had no idea how to start a conversation with him and a week had gone by without talking to each other. However Naruto did not came by either. So it was equal guilty on both sides, no drama. And then there was the stupid drink game they played. A bowl filled with all the girl and boy names'. Next to it was a glass filled with neon green liquid, black smoke emerged from the glass and sometimes a bubble popped.

It was an easy game. Drink the glass and you are good. If you don't drink it, grab into bowl and get kissed. The catch, you may pull out the same gender; and most of the guys do not want to kiss a guy. So they ended up drinking the green beastly liquid and nearly fainting from the strong alcohol in it and the might disgusting taste. The Games ends when the big bottle was empty, and it could take the whole night.

Naruto was slightly sluggish from his third green shot he got, he did not wanted to kiss a guy. He would rather die. Sakura had no problems at all, all her pull outs were girls so far. Kissing Ino was not the problem, even Tenten was not a bother. Also the cheering from the boys seeing two girls kiss, made even her laugh.

Men are so easy to please sometimes.

But when a male tried to kiss her due to his pull out, Naruto interrupted shortly after the lips touched. His eyes icy for a moment, his grip iron on her arm. She was startled, like the one who kissed her.

"Don´t" he said to her

"Don´t what?"

"I don´t like it"

"Like what?" she asked dumbly.

"Kissing someone" her eye brows knitter a bit. She was a bit irritated. They haven´t talked all week and now he made a scene? What the hell? However wasn´t that a good sign?

"What do you like then?" she was not sure if she should have asked. He just dragged her away, pushed her against the wall and smashed his lips to hers, boldly. Something he would never do or she allow. However here there were, kissing like no tomorrow. It was fiery hot and let the temperature rise some degrees. In the end nothing else had happened, just the kiss and the next time they saw each other they had a fight.

Naruto was sitting in the corner, drinking some sake. First he didn´t wanted to go anywhere today but in the end he went along with Sai, who was desperate to polish up his social skills all of sudden. Now he watched Sai trying to have some conversation with a girl he never saw before and somehow it went well enough that the girl hadn´t tried to escape him yet.

For him it was not a good evening. The week was long. He was tired and angry. 'Angry at her'. His eyes never left her moving, how smoothly she moved with the rhythm to the music. The slightly longer hair swayed, the hips rolling here and then. How green her eyes were in the illumination, how the tiny being seemed like from another planet to him. However he was angry, so angry he was not sure why he was angry. Nevertheless he was angry and he was not able to stop that feeling. Out of the blue they had a fight, really out of nothing. The first time he was so angry at her he was ready to slap her across the face.

"Maybe it wasn´t a dream" Sakura said carefully, he was angry. He had heard her; even it was only above a whisper. However with her words, he let his hands sink, his body stiff, his eyes somehow all off sudden icy blue. Should he laugh at the irony? Maybe it would be better than what he did when he decided against it.

"Don´t joke about that." he said, also only above a whisper. Nobody heard them. But from afar you could see how angry Naruto was.

"I-" she started but he stopped her saying more, his hand in front of her face. Letting her know, no more.

"I may be dense, stupid or whatever" He hushed out. "But that isn't a funny topic to joke about. And you already lied to me knowing my feeling to you anyway… that´s not fair or nice anymore… you make me angry saying things like that…" his voice fade and his hand going down. Naruto made himself clear once.

"I love you" There he just said it, but never looked at her face when he said the words he desperately tried to hide away. It was for her sake. Now he had said it, but he didn't want it to brake the friendship he cherished so much. He won´t let her feel guilty about it, like she shouldn't be guilty about it to love Sasuke.

"This is going to be the one time and only times I'll say it. I won´t say it again" he knew that she wanted to say something; however he did not let her say anything at all.

"You can´t decide who you love; you can´t decide if its mutual or one-sided, but that's life." was the next thing he said. The angry feeling he had still hadn't subsided down. He will live with his solution and she had to do the same. It shouldn´t be hard for her to do so.

"You love Sasuke, so never feel guilty about it - the only thing I ask is not to joke about what I feel." He really wouldn't ever ask anything too big from her after this. Only this. Lying to him or making jokes about what he feels is not an option to him, it was not fair. At least he should be allowed to dream. Dreams are there for you, to dream about what you cannot have.

"Nar-" He took a step away from the girl.

"Just don´t" His look over his shoulder, into her eyes, made her freeze. He was sure he had never given a glare like this towards the girl before and he was not sorry about it.

On another table the ice cubes moved from the left to right, then from the right back to the left; making soft clinging noises. Shikamaru stared at his empty glass, sighing and thinking to hard about the last weeks and wondered.

A kiss.

How does a kiss taste? It´s sweet. Like honey. A gentle touch of the lips with some hesitation on both parts as they touch. Slow, as if both are taking time to memorize the feeling they receiving. A warm fuzzy feeling starting in the middle of you, spreading like white angel wings. Charging you with some kind of electricity you never knew of. Leaving you with lingering for more, knowing it will never go out of fashion, wanting a kiss.

That was the description the girls would use to portray a kiss; though, this was no good. He was a guy and he would use the same lame sappy description of a kiss like a schoolgirl in love. Before he was sure that the male population wasn´t that sappy about kisses and love, however he was, so the other male population in this world lie about being sappy? It was the only solution to him; no wonder women tell them men are sometimes lying pigs. Really, no wonder. If they lie about sappiness and feelings.

He did not like to admit it, he was sappy. Too sappy for his liking. Nevertheless here he was, love stuck or whatever it was called or better hung over a damn kiss he received due a stupid drunken game.

Even worse, it was not a girl he ever thought he might kiss on purpose or accident one day.

Not that he don´t have contact with girls, it was just. Unreal?

Temari is somehow to his liking. She is strong, but three years older. Her point of view is already different as his. With her being 19 and him only 16 he was not boyfriend or husband to be material. Not that he cared.

Ino is a no go for him. Totally. She has good points, like her well developed front and her clan knowledge. His father would love to see his son marry the daughter of his best friend and teammate. However for him Ino was not an option, not now or ever. She is far too noisy, troublesome and once again noisy.

Shiho likes him. He knows, the woman was not able to hide her blush or do not know of her looks she was giving him. Also he had no idea how old she was, maybe far older than him or the same age? He does not care. She was not his type.

Sakura was something he never thought of. She was a Sasuke fan-girl, like Ino. Moreover she was a small Shinobi. She seemed tiny between all the big guys and when you look at her the only thing remarkable is her bright pink hair she has. Most guys would look away after seeing her tiny being, no big boobs and seemingly nothing else to offer. However if they underestimate her they would be punched into the next tree without even knowing what happened to them. Being mean, she could be, but afterward, she would heal them to the same pattern again.

However now he felt like he was brainwashed over night with something he never seek out before. He had known of its existence, the basic knowledge that it was shared between lovers or not. However it has never crossed his mind, he would kiss anyone anytime soon or worse wanting to kiss at all. Now he was sitting here, remembering the kiss he shared due a stupid game. It left a lingering feeling, charged him up and was sweet like honey.

The paper read 'SAKURA' and here was only one who had the name. The one and only Sakura Hurano, the medic prodigy - scary lady while angry. The announcer called her name out loud, some laughed, other shrieked and other whistled about the announcement.

The girl itself made her way towards him, a big smile her face. On her cheeks blush from the heat and alcohol. Her eyes a bit hazy due to her obvious drunken state, he was sure he wasn´t looking better.

The audience already shouting "kiss - kiss - kiss" and her slender hand touched the neck of his. He felt like a deer caught in the headlights, he felt like he needed to escape. It was not good for him what will await him, he was sure and her rose lips touched his. Moving slowly against his and he reacted without knowing. It was something else and was stunned, the kiss ended abruptly. He felt like he was now cheated out of a good time, and he was, wasn´t he?

However Sakura had an indifferent look in her eyes asking the interrupter why he interrupted. The next thing he saw was that Naruto dragged Sakura somewhere out of his eyesight and he was left behind with a feeling he never knew of.

His eyes dared to search for the girl, he found her. Moving smooth to the music and he felt like he was in the out space. Weightless and too happy to know how happy he actually was only from looking at her.

Yeah he was love stuck. It hit him out of nowhere and he was not able to run and hide.

Yes indeed. Only weeks later there was no place to run or hide anymore.

He never thought that a women barfing over his sandals would change his live forever.

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