A/N: Got ungrounded, and during my groundation I had this little baby written (well, the outline of it) and here's the detailed version. Sorry for the delay (which wasn't technically my fault), and enjoy.
Already have an idea what I'm doing next chapter so that shouldn't take long to get out either.
Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto characters or Maui, Hawaii.
The Seal of Trust
Summary: Playboy Uchiha Sasuke and Playgirl Haruno Sakura are finally a couple. Everything's great with them, but after being a playboy and playgirl for so long, can they give it up so easily? SasuSaku. (Sequel: The Dating Game)
Chapter 11 – Controversies
"INO!" Sakura screeched, storming off as she stomped her feet against the sand.
Immediately the blonde the pink-haired girl had called out to sat up from her beach towel, looking around to see where (and who) her caller was. She looked beside her, seeing a sleeping Shikamaru with an arm bent over his forehead as he slept soundly. She cooed at the sight with a smile until she caught sight of Sakura storming towards her.
"Sakura, what is it?" she called out, frowning when she saw her best friend's discontempt. "What's wrong?"
"Ugh, I can't believe him!" the playgirl shouted, stopping when she was in front of Ino. She began to pace as she let out her frustrations. "I mean, he thinks he can just say he owns me like I'm some piece of property! I'm a human, damn it—!"
"Sakura—"
"And what's up with his damn possessive attitude? I can talk to other guys if I want to, I mean he was the one flirting with those skanks and he thinks he can act so innocent like I'm the one that was doing something wrong—!"
"Er, Sakura—"
"And his anger, ugh!" She grunted, pulling at a few locks of her pastel pink hair. "That guy has some anger issues or something—!"
"Sakura!" Ino screeched out, loud enough to get the ranting pink-haired girl to stop in her seething rage. Emerald eyes blinked innocently as they looked at her best friend.
"What is it, Ino?"
Ino cocked her head to the side in disbelief of the sudden change of mood, then proceeded to shaking her head side to side rapidly. "What's the matter with you? Why were you so pissed?"
Sakura blushed out of embarrassment, tugging at a few strands of her hair absent-mindedly.
"Ah, nothing, nothing," the pink-haired girl commented, brushing aside the subject with waves of her hand in a "pish-posh" manner. Seeing Ino's reaction to her response, and knowing that the blonde was going to pry more about her earlier state of distress, Sakura quickly flashed a reassuring smile before skipping off, heading back to her hotel suite.
Once inside, the playgirl allowed herself to plop down on the bed, sighing as the air she exhaled caused a few strands of her distinct pastel pink locks to fly upwards.
Her mind drifted back to how Sasuke had acted at the pool, so, so… flirty. She frowned until her ears perked, hearing a knock on her door. The girl sat upright, brushing her hair over her shoulder.
"Come in," she chirped calmly, permitting herself to collapse onto her bed once again. Emerald eyes lowered as they immediately met verdant green as the being of Rock Lee entered the room.
"Hello, Sakura-san!" greeted the enthused green beast. "Why are you not associating with the other youthful spirits among this area to sell the items for the fundraiser?" His round eyes blinked as they noted the cheerless face of Sakura's. He approached towards said girl. "Sakura-san, is something the matter?"
"It's nothing," she immediately responded, sitting upright as she ran her fingers through her hair.
The bowl-headed man before her frowned, "It does not seem like nothing."
Sakura cast her gaze upon Lee, seeing his genuine look of willing to listen and help her ordeal. She sighed a heavy sigh, then gave a small smile as she patted the space along side her. Instantly Lee leaped over, sitting beside her as his ears quirked, ready to listen.
"Well, you see…" she began, feeling suddenly self-conscious. She gulped, dissolving her discomfort as she continued. "It's about… Sasuke."
Rock Lee nodded, waiting for her to elaborate.
"He was… getting 'friendly'"—she seethed out the last word—"with some other girls, like he didn't realize he already has a girlfriend." She could feel her anger boiling in her blood once more. "So I thought I'd teach him a lesson by giving him a taste of his own medicine, and then he starts to get upset at me saying that I did the wrongdoing when I was only doing what he was doing!" She took a breath, and just as she was about to continue, Lee's voice interrupted her.
"Sakura-san, even though Sasuke-san did do an offense—that is not just for his youthful nature—I think you should give Sasuke an opportunity to right his wrong, no matter the depth of his mistake. And if you cannot find to do so"—at this, the boy clad in tight green spandex rose his index finger high in the air—"as the youths proclaim, there are 'other fish in the sea'!"
Sakura laughed lightly as Lee added, "Like me!" He then exploded into the "good guy" pose, flashing the pink-haired girl a grin as his pearly white teeth shone brightly, blinding her eyes.
In reflex, her eyes squinted as she sweat dropped at his action.
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Both Neji and Tenten emerged from the waves, their bodies soaked from head to toe. Quickly tying her brunette hair back in her usual bun-styled fashion, Tenten grabbed her towel as she proceeded to drying herself off.
"We should get started on the fundraiser," she heard Neji's calm tone inquire.
She smiled at her boyfriend, 'Yeah, good idea." She then looked around, telling Neji she was going to get everyone together.
The brunette walked over to where Ino and Shikamaru were, the area also conveniently where everyone had dropped their belongings. She stood in front of the blonde, her shadow blocking the sunlight as the languid genius beside Ino came to by groggily opening his eyes, rubbing them to clear his vision.
Ino, who had been lounging with her arm bent over her forehead, lifted her arm when she noticed the absence of sunlight.
"Tenten, you're blocking my sunlight!"
However before the said girl could respond, she heard giggling off in the distance. Peeking her curiosity, she glanced over, seeing it was Naruto and Hinata as the former currently held the Hyuuga tight in his arms bridal style, laughing aloud as Hinata flushed madly at his hold, giggling nervously as well. She also spotted a blue towel around Naruto's broad shoulders.
"All right," Tenten started as Naruto and Hinata reached the group, "I think we've had enough play, right? Time to start the fundraiser!" She laughed as Naruto groaned, muttering incoherent words.
Then Shikamaru piped in—clearly bored out of his mind—as he stated languorously, "Where's Sasuke and Sakura?"
"Well, I only saw Sakura-chan leave somewhere," Hinata mumbled, her index fingers pressing together. "I don't know where S-Sasuke-san went."
The blond bent his arms behind his head, nodding. "Yeah, Sakura-chan left somewhere in a hurry or something."
"Last time I saw Sakura she was ranting about something," Ino added, "but knowing forehead girl she probably went back to her suite to cool off about whatever she was pissed about."
"That settles Sakura," Neji inserted, "but what of the Uchiha?"
Naruto, eager to find a way to get out of doing the fundraiser, offered eagerly, "I'll go find teme while you guys do your fundraiser thing!"
But before anyone could respond, the blond was already sprinting off to find the raven-haired playboy.
Just then the Hyuuga male cast his gaze upward, pallid eyes narrowing as he gazed upon the haze of the sky darkening slowly but surely. Huh, looks like we did too much "play" than "work."
He lowered his gaze everyone else. "It's getting late," he announced, "we should be heading back."
"But, wh-what about Naruto-kun?"
"Don't worry about it, Hinata," Ino responded with a smile. "I'm sure he'll come back to the suite with Sasuke with him in no time, so don't worry!" She gave her friend a pat on the back to add her reassurance.
"It is only eight," Shikamaru piped in.
Hinata lowered her gaze, fumbling with her thumbs before she gave a hesitant nod.
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The blond-haired boy carried his feet against the coarse beach sand, cerulean eyes moving back and forth as they searched for his raven-haired best friend.
He spotted him a few miles away, using his loud voice to call for the playboy. However when the Uchiha didn't respond, Naruto called after him again, only to no avail.
"Hey, Sasuke!" he called again, this time much louder than his previous attempts. Finally he got the called person's attention, but instead of stopping Sasuke merely averted his dark onyx orbs towards the back of his head, looking at who was calling him (as it began to get slightly on his nerves.)
Seeing that it was Naruto, the Uchiha merely slowed his pace slightly instead of stopping to acknowledge the presence of his loud-mouthed friend, knowing with Naruto's speed he would not need to halt.
Just as he had thought, the blond had caught up to him a few moments later. "Where you going, teme?" he questioned, looking around to see which direction he was headed towards.
His question got no response, and just as Naruto was about to retort, he noticed Sasuke's expression was sour (or sourer than usual, he added in his thoughts.) He cocked his head to the side, scratching sun-kissed blonde hair in a confused manner.
"What's the problem, Sasuke? Eh?"
Seeing that Naruto once again did not get a response, he began as his frustration began to grow with his being ignored. Then his ears perked when he heard the booming sound of loud music echoing in his ears. He turned his attention towards a nearby club, grinning as he saw the familiar sight of dancing bodies through the windows of the storied building and a security guard with a red rope letting people inside.
"Ne, if you won't answer me, teme, why don't we talk about it over some booze?" He turned and faced the Uchiha, pointing over his shoulder with his thumb at the club.
After a few moments of silence, Sasuke gave Naruto a hint of a nod in response. He closed his eyes, pocketing his hands as a light smirk placed on his features.
Heading towards the security, Naruto quickly took out a few spare 50 bills he had, handing the money to the security as his and Sasuke's ruse to get in. They were technically underage, only being 17, after all.
The large, bulky security guard glanced around the area discreetly, accepting the bills rapidly before stepping aside and letting the two teens inside.
With the deafening music thumping against their eardrums, Naruto squeezed through grinding bodies as he made his way over towards the bar. Sitting in a bar stool with Sasuke following a mere second behind him, Naruto quickly ordered his drink to the bartender.
"One Scotch on the Rocks," he ordered, altering his voice to sound mature as Sasuke snorted at the act. Ignoring the Uchiha's action, he turned and looked at him, asking, "What do you want, teme?"
"Sex on the Beach," he murmured in retort sarcastically, leaning against the counter with his elbow.
Naruto, having not heard exactly what the playboy had said, looked back at the awaiting bartender. He gave a crooked grin.
"He'll have the strongest thing you got."
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Sakura walked towards the window, looking out towards the bright shine of the full moon in the sky. Averting her emerald eyes towards a nearby clock, she frowned at the time. It was near midnight, and still no sign from Naruto and Sasuke (Ino having informed her Naruto had gone in search for Sasuke.)
Pushing back the slight guilt she was feeling, thinking she was the cause for his temporary disappearance, the pink-haired girl let her thoughts linger on Sasuke.
I wonder where he went off to, she thought to herself idly. Huh, I wonder… is he avoiding me?
Being how Sasuke and Sakura shared the suite, the latter looked over towards the Uchiha's side.
She frowned, until she remembered earlier events, such as how the four or five girls had crowded her so-called "boyfriend", one girl having the dare to even run her hand up and down his arm in a flirtatious manner. Remembering his smirk at the girl's action caused her blood to boil.
Scowling and crossing her arms with a huff, she turned her head to the side. As if I care where he goes! she concluded to herself.
However, her mind continued it's drifting, remembering how she had acted flirtatiously with other guys (only in response to his actions, she constantly told herself) and mentally cursed when she felt tinges of guilt pulling at her heartstrings when she remembered the glimpse of his reaction to her words and actions.
She sighed in contempt, looking outwards towards the sky once again. Leave it to someone like him to make me feel bad when I didn't do anything wrong first. Thick lashes lowered as she wondered absent-mindedly, I wonder what he's doing at the moment…
She cast her emerald gaze upon the bright stars displayed on the night filled sky.
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Naruto chugged down another alcohol-filled glass as he placed the mug down with a light thud against the counter. He had a foxy grin on his features, looking over at Sasuke who was in an "out-of-it" state as he sat, hunched over with one hand grabbing his drink tightly and the other fisted in his spiky raven hair.
The blond held up his mug high in the air. "I say we toast!" he exclaimed, getting a few attention of others. He tilted slightly from side to side. "Let's—Let's toast to the fact that… that I'm drinking for Sasuke-teme's problems over here, and I even managed to get the hard-headed-prideful Uchiha to drink with me with my masterful skills of"—a hiccup—"of… convincing!"
He cheered as he tapped his glass against Sasuke's, earning a clink sound. Naruto drank heartily before setting the chalice down. The blond then proceeded to spinning in his barstool with hands placed on his knees, laughing vigorously and foolishly as he acted in a childish manner.
Then he stopped, a hand flying over his mouth as he murmured, "Shit, I think I'm going to hurl." Quickly he flew off his seat, sprinting towards any disclosed location he could find.
Sasuke steadily made his way off the barstool as well, staggering as the Uchiha headed towards the exit, ignoring the multiple women that had approached him.
Damn headache… he thought, groaning, as his migraine seemed to get worse at his thought.
Naruto stumbled out a few moments later, wiping his mouth as he caught sight of the retreating back of his raven-haired best friend.
"Hey, hey!" the blond called after him. "Teme! I can't drink all your problems alone! If I do, I'll be dead!"
Ignoring Naruto's outburst, Sasuke continued his faltering steps, hearing Naruto's footsteps behind him as the former followed.
Once outside, deep blue cerulean eyes took a glance around before looking up at the dark atmosphere.
"Ooh, we lost track of time, didn't we teme?" mumbled the blond, grinning sheepishly. "Hope Hinata-chan isn't too worried, you know how she can get. Man, I wonder what she'll think with me coming home super drunk, the last thing I want to do is upset her. That's not good, you know, especially getting women upset! You know how they can go on and on and take things way out of proportion, and nothing you say can make them feel better! Man, that sucks so bad—"
Sasuke groaned, his headache intensifying by his growing annoyance for his blond companion and his nonstop babbling.
"Shut up," he ground out through grinding molars, scowling. "What time is it?"
"Hah, hell if I know!" The Uchiha growled at his answer as the blond cast his glance around the area. "Hey, teme?"
"What?"
"Er, well… do you know how to get back to the hotel?"
Sasuke shrugged until he realized the depth of his question. "What."
Sensing his rising anger, Naruto chuckled uneasily as he grinned a wide, sheepish grin. "Well, it's just that it's dark, and"—hiccup—"…and we're not like, natives or anything around here, so I kinda need light to get around and I can't see anything for miles…"
Not even completing his statement, Naruto began to wander around aimlessly, faltering in his drunken state.
Sasuke watched after him, sighing in great annoyance as he reluctantly trudged after the drunken boy.
Uchiha, currently at the moment, was too drunk to give a damn.
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Sakura tossed and turned in her bed, shutting her eyes tightly as she found (to her disturbance) that she couldn't sleep.
Ring! Ring! Ring—!
The girl sat upright instantly at the sound of her cell phone ringing, flipping open the phone as she yawned groggily.
"Hello?"
"Sakura-chan? Am—Am I waking you?"
"Hinata? No, don't worry about it. I can't sleep, anyway…" Sensing her friend's discomfort, Sakura added, "Something wrong?"
"I'm worried… Naruto-kun h-hasn't come back yet…" She sighed quietly into the phone. "Do you—do you know where he could be?"
Sakura cast her glance at a nearby digital clock. 1:26 AM it read.
"Sorry, I don't," came her reply. "I don't even know where Sasuke is."
"He hasn't returned, either?"
"Nope."
Across the line, Hinata gulped. "Oh," she meekly replied.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Oh, Hinata? Hold on a sec, there's someone at the door."
At practically 2 in the morning? Use your head, woman, it's probably some rapist guy! Inner Sakura exclaimed.
Who would have the courtesy to knock? Come on, I'm not stupid.
The pink-haired girl grasped the doorknob after undoing her locks, turning it until she heard Hinata over the phone.
"Naruto-kun!" the Hyuuga had gasped in exclamation. "Sakura-chan, he's home now." Said girl could hear the relief in the midnight-haired girl's voice. "Sorry for d-disturbing you," she quickly added. "Goodnight!"
Sakura blinked, saying into the phone, "Okay, 'night—"
By then she could hear Naruto's voice exclaiming, "Hey, Hinata-chan!" before the humming of the dead dial tone. Flipping her phone shut, she placed it aside on a nearby small table.
Continuing her previous action, she opened the door, only to reveal the dark outline of Sasuke's proportions.
"Sasuke-kun!" the girl unconsciously gasped out in a hoarse whisper. She then scowled at him, arms crossed tight over her shoulder. "What are you doing here so late?"
"Why? You worried?" he sarcastically snapped back.
Hastily, Sakura replied with a scoff, "No!" She could feel her face flush out of anger, and slightly from relief.
Taking a whiff of the peculiar smelling air, the pink-haired girl quickly realized that the player before her had a strong scent of booze. Emerald eyes narrowed at this comprehension.
"Sasuke, why do you smell like booze—?"
She stopped, eyes widening slightly as the Uchiha began moving forward steadily, staggering forward as he walked. Sakura stepped back in reflex until Sasuke stumbled, causing her on impulse to catch him.
His head hung over her shoulder as the playgirl caught another whiff of his original musky scent mixed with alcohol. Her nose wrinkled until she realized his weight upon her was greater than her own, causing her to falter backwards and collapse on the edge of the bed—with Sasuke right on top of her.
She laughed uneasily at the awkward situation, feeling her legs dangle from the edge of the bed as she pressed her palms against him in a vain effort to get the Uchiha off her body. She pushed again, with slightly more strength, but still, not a budge.
Sakura felt herself tense when light kisses pressed against her neck. Her body shivered beneath his touch.
"Sasuke…" she started, finding it awkward to speak beneath his kisses. "…Are you drunk?"
Said boy pulled back, looking at her with half-lidded eyes.
"What's it to you?" he challenged.
The raven-haired boy then trailed kisses along her jaw line, moving up to her cheek and continuing his way to her lips until Sakura turned her head, avoiding his mouth. He paused his ministrations, raising an eyebrow at her movement.
Sakura, taking advantage of his break in proceedings, pushed harder than her previous attempts and finally managed to get the boy off her body. Quickly getting up, she carried her feet across the darkness of the suite, her subconscious telling her to get anywhere else other than where she is.
She then felt a tight grip grasp her upper arm, tugging her backwards. The action caused her to trip on her feet, her body stumbling as she felt her shoulder come in contact with the wall. She hissed from the pain, feeling a fresh bruise form as she felt pressed against the wall with the same force once more, this time with Sasuke's arms on either side of her to keep her in place. She jeered, feeling her bruise grow even bigger.
"What's wrong with you?" she questioned his peculiar behavior.
Sasuke pressed his body against Sakura's, tilting his head to the right as he brought his face dangerously close to hers. Silky, thick raven bangs covered his onyx eyes. Sakura flinched at his action, her breath hitching in her throat.
She saw his lips move, his voice low and husky. It took her a few moments to process what he had said.
"What do you think?"
The pink-haired girl caught the scent of alcohol exhaled from his mouth yet again, her nose wrinkling in displease from the scent.
"Why are you drinking?" she interrogated, emerald eyes suspicious. "We're not even old enough to—"
Her breath caught in her throat once again when she heard the low rumble of a chuckle erupt from his built chest.
So naïve…
"What do you care?"
Sakura scowled heavily from his answer, turning her head rapidly when he dipped his face closer, trying to kiss her for a second time.
"What's your problem?" she spat at him, dark jade eyes blazing in anger.
Dark eyes flashed as they peered at her through mellifluous corvine locks.
"You."
