EDITED: So, yea. I thought that my first version was too rushed and crappy after I posted and re-read it. This one is a little better and it doesn't bother me as much. I added an extra scene that helped explain the end too.
Disclaimer: Naruto and co. do not fall under my possession.
AN:
-I apologize to everyone for the belated update. As you may have noticed I was ungrounded and therefore not around a computer. I've been staying with some friends of mine and I haven't had time to write.
The end of the chapter will probably seem rushed, so I apologize in advance.
Warning: Alcoholic beverages.
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Chapter. 13.
As the Akatsuki, Hinata officially included, reseated themselves the commotion was only subdued to some extent. After getting a band-aid for her cut, the newest recruit was sandwiched between a chatterbox Tobi and a rowdy Hidan. Everyone was still lively buzzing with excitement about the fresh addition.
"Are we gonna' hold the party tonight?" Konan asked, she seemed unusually perky. A nice improvement from the foul mood that had plagued them most of the past week. Whatever had been pissing her off seemed to have vanished, or perhaps lessened with the latest event.
The table settled, it was discussion time.
It was Pein to reply, "Of course." Then, as if shifting into leader mode, he got very serious as he continued, pointing to each he named, "Konan, Deidara, you're on decoration." They nodded. "Itachi, Kisame, Tobi provisions. And Tobi you're also on invites."
"You got it," agreed the shark-like boy, grinning toothily. The silent senior nodded blank faced. While the third member of their team exclaimed, "Tobi's got it too!"
"Hidan, Kakuzu, you are to get the drinks," the orange-haired senior went on to say. Once he had their compliance, he finished, "Good. Also, Sasori and Zetsu you have assignments that I'll give you details about after school, understood?"
"Yeah," they responded in synchronized monotone.
The Hyuuga had been so enthralled by how amazingly Pein took charge, dished out orders like a commanding officer, and how the Akatsuki treated party planning with such importance, that it took her a moment to realize she hadn't been named.
"What ab-b-bout me?"
The silver-haired boy on her right swung an arm around the girl's shoulder. "Don't worry 'bout it, Hime. It's your party so we'll take care of it."
"M-m-my p-party?" she squeaked in surprise, her cheeks coloring at the thought. No one had ever thrown her a party before, not unless it was a small formal gathering to commemorate her birthday.
"To celebrate you're joining," cheerfully explained the cerulean-haired girl. "It's customary that Akatsuki get together and hold a party at the base. You can invite anyone you'd like."
Beaming at her friends, Hinata inwardly thanked them all.
When the indigo-haired girl went off to PE she couldn't suppress the huge smile that was plastered on her face. When her mind drifted off towards later that night it made her giddy. A whole party just for her. Not only that, Pein told her the two of them were going shopping after school to pick out a dress for the night.
As the final class ended, Hinata found herself eagerly making her way to the front of the school. Searching the students, her ivory eyes fell on the Akatsuki leader speaking to Sasori and Zetsu, most likely informing them about their assignment. The girl contemplated what assignments entailed as she walked over to them, thinking about if she would get assignments as well.
Just as the Hyuuga reached the three conversing Akatsuki, the redhead and his partner disbanded to go off and complete their job.
"Ready to go?" asked the orange-haired boy, raising a perfectly arched eyebrow. The girl nodded in response before he led her to his silver car.
The drive to the mall was less frightening then her first ride in Pein's car. Hinata was still nervous being alone with the Akatsuki leader, he wasn't as intimidating, but he still put her on edge.
At a stoplight, he slyly leaned over, pulled the regalia purple strands of hair away from her ear and nipped it softly. The unsuspecting girl squeaked, blushed, and jumped away slightly; just the reaction he'd desired. Laughing openly, Pein slid back to his side of the car, stepping on the gas pedal.
In her head, Hinata was trying desperately to figure out what kind of guy he was. He was cool, admittedly handsome, a strong leader, nice when he wanted to be, short tempered, demonic, somewhat arrogant, snobbish, and obviously perverted. He'd also rescued her and got angry that someone had tried attacking her, so possibly heroic? And that left the her was the conclusion that he was . . . a mystery yet to be solved.
Shifting uncomfortably in her seat, the Hyuuga drew her gaze up from her thighs to peer out the window. They were safely pulling into the Mall parking lot. The vehicle parked in a 'Handicapped Space'.
"W-we can't p-park here," argued the indigo-haired girl, turning to the driver.
Pein simply pulled out a blue card with an identifiable wheelchair and attached it to the rearview mirror. Smirking haughtily at her, he got out of the car, leaving her no choice, but to follow suit. It seemed that if you were in Akatsuki you could do anything you want, even steal parking spaces from little old ladies in wheelchairs.
The Mall was crowded as usual and once inside Hinata couldn't stop blushing. It looked like nearly everyone was staring at her, or more specifically the orange-haired hottie who had attached himself to her. His arm was casually draped across her shoulders as they walked.
"P-p-please, l-let go," stuttered the freshman, shrinking under the amount of unwanted attention she was receiving.
Her request confused the Akatsuki leader. "Why?"
"Ev-v-veryone's st-staring," she whined quietly, her alabaster eyes flickering across all the strangers looking her direction.
"So?"
"I-it's embar-r-rasing," she explained, then more shyly she added, "and p-people might th-think we're d-d-d-dating." Unable to look at the boy with his arm around her after making such a statement, Hinata averted her gaze to the shops on her right. She was cherry red and her heart was thumping loudly.
Amused, Pein chuckled, taking hold of the Hyuuga's chin with his thumb and forefinger. Face to face with the delicate beauty, he leaned in close so their lips were just inches apart. His silver eyes went from her delectable rose petal pink lips to her huge ghost white orbs. He had to confess, she really was gorgeous.
"What would be wrong with that?" he whispered with a voice of velvet. His steady breath hot against her mouth. His eyelids lowered shut as he began closing the gap between them.
Unexpectedly, in her panic, Hinata's arms worked on their own and pushed him away. The look of shock on the orange-haired boy's face made her feel guilty. Yet what was she supposed to do? The Hyuuga didn't even know if she liked him, or if Pein even liked her for that matter. She couldn't just sacrifice her first kiss on a whim!
"S-sorry!" Hinata cried out, desperately taking off at a run. It was a short-lived escape when her pursuer was faster.
The Akatsuki leader caught hold of her arm. "Hold on!"
The indigo-haired girl stopped, but didn't turn around. There was no way she could face him; she was scared. What if Pein was angry with her?
Seeing her resistance, the senior sighed. "Hinata-chan, I didn't mean to scare you. I'm really sorry."
Hesitantly, Hinata glanced over her shoulder. The repentant expression Pein wore looked honest enough. As she faced him, he let go of his hold on her arm.
"I'm sorry too," she timidly apologized again. She grabbed her left hand and held them together in front of her chest. "I'm n-not, ano, prepared f-for something l-like that."
Understanding exactly what she was getting at, Pein felt like a dick. Kind of embarrassed with himself, he guessed, "You've never kissed anyone?"
Reddening further, she nodded.
The Akatsuki leader couldn't believe how undeniably pure and innocent the girl was. She had such generous figure and huge breasts, yet she hadn't even gone as far as kissing. It was going to take a lot more work than Madara thought to corrupt her.
"I get it. Let's go pick out your dress now," decided the senior resignedly, he ran his fingers through his unruly locks.
Appreciatively, Hinata agreed. Her first kiss wasn't really a preferred topic of discussion. It only proved to show how inexperienced the girl was.
Before they resumed walking, Pein took hold of her hand. She gave him an inquiring look, to which he vaguely replied, "For your safety."
The Akatsuki leader felt the Hyuuga was better protected if she looked taken. He hadn't missed how many perverse guys were longingly gazing after the oblivious girl. She had to be as bad as Tobi when it came to naivety.
Choosing a dress wasn't very demanding. Pein had strode into one of the more expensive stores, picked out an ensemble, and had the girl try it on.
Flushed, Hinata reemerged from the dressing room looking sexy as hell. The one the senior had chosen was a simple, tight, black, thin-stringed halter, curve-hugging dress that hit her upper thigh. Amazingly, it was the perfect size and accommodated her ample chest.
"Perfect," appraised the Akatsuki leader, smirking. He'd always had a knack when it came to wardrobe. He passed her a pair of matching strappy heels and had her put them on as well.
Agreeing upon his choice, she changed back out of it and he bought the set.
Shopping bag in one hand and Hinata's in his other, Pein informed her, "Konan will do you're hair and makeup once we get to the base."
It was sunset when they arrived at the base, the older girl came out to greet them. She explained that they were still decorating so the Hyuuga had to be blindfolded in order to not ruin the surprise. Next, Konan led her up the steps into a bathroom on the top floor. Locking the door behind them, the cerulean-haired girl got to work.
As Konan brushed out her subject's long silky hair, she commented, "I've grown up with guys my whole life, so I've never had a friend that's a girl."
Hinata's eyes widened at the news, saying, "R-really? Me e-either."
The older girl's expression brightened. "Then we should stick together, ne?" She winked into the mirror and the Hyuuga beamed back at her. "I've never been able to have girl talks. We should have a slumber party this weekend."
"Th-that would be f-fun!" she agreed, watching as her hair was done up in a similar fashion as Konan's. The difference was her straight bangs with two longer strands were left alone. A black butterfly ornament was slipped into the bun atop her head.
"Just curious," the senior girl began slyly, "but do happen to have anyone that you like?" She took hold of Hinata's blushing face and started on her makeup.
"Ano, n-not really," mumbled the Hyuuga, willing down the fire under her skin. She didn't, right?
Konan seemed to pout as she said, "That's too bad. A lot of the guys think you're cute."
Uncertainly, the younger girl asked, "Wh-what about y-you, Konan-san?"
It was miniscule, but there when the blue-haired girl paused mid brushstroke, but she quickly resumed.
Dismissively, she answered, "Just this guy, but things are long over between us." She switched to the mascara and added, "And go ahead and call me 'Konan-chan'."
"Sure." Then the Hyuuga remarked, "Th-that's kind of s-sad though."
The older girl half-shrugged. "I'll live. Can't really have a boyfriend when I'm in Akatsuki anyway. There's never any time."
When Hinata was done, she was directed to the empty room next door to change and wait while the decorations were finished and Konan got ready.
Sitting alone on the bed, the indigo-haired girl wondered who Konan's lost love was. What if it was one of the Akatsuki? What if that was why she'd been so upset all week, because of the attention Hinata was receiving? She had wanted to ask, but it felt too personal.
A booming voice carried up to her ears, she easily recognized it to be Kisame's. The noise level began increasing as it seemed everyone was showing up. It made the Hyuuga fidget with the anticipation. When the uproar reached it's highest level, the door opened.
Head snapping up to the opening, she found Itachi there.
"You look quite lovely Hinata-san," he complimented her, smiling gently. She flushed at his words. "I'm here to be your escort; everyone's waiting for your entrance."
Wobbling slightly in her heels, Hinata made her way over to the Uchiha. Reaching his side, the indigo-haired girl's blush deepened as she allowed him to link his arm around hers.
Like a princess, Itachi led her to the staircase where her audience awaited. Looking about the home base, there were black and red balloons and streamers, twisted together in a spiral, hung up all throughout the downstairs where all the Akatsuki were standing at the bottom of the steps, eyes transfixed on the gorgeous girl above them.
When Hinata and her escort reached the lower level of the house, Tobi exclaimed, "Hina-chan is pretty!"
"Of course she is, baka," chided Deidara, giving his underclassman a thump on the head.
As the young Uchiha whined, Sasori clocked his best friend on the head, muttering, "Leave him alone tonight." Ignoring the Iwa's angry glare, the redhead turned to the blushing girl next to them, and kindly said, "You do look very beautiful, Hinata-kun."
"Very sexy," rectified Hidan, flashing her a toothy grin. When he winked at her too the Hyuuga felt the fire spread across her visage.
Wiping away a little dribble of saliva from his chin, Kisame wholeheartedly agreed, "Indeed."
"Thank y-you, everyone," she thanked them, dipping her head in a tiny bow.
"Well then, let's get this party started!" shouted the silver-haired teen, pumping a fist enthusiastically into the air. He turned to pass under the doorway of the kitchen, Deidara following behind him.
On cue, Konan hit the 'Play' button on the iHome and booming techno beats filled the base. She tossed her azure locks to the beats as she made her way down the hallway, sashaying her hips.
It wasn't very long before people began arriving and the base was flooded with an array of teenagers. Hinata could recognize a good handful of them, though Zetsu had informed her that a bunch of the people weren't even students at their school. Akatsuki were apparently known for having raging parties with an open door. Anyone, unless you were on their blacklist -a place you don't want to find yourself, was allowed entrance.
The party girl herself had invited a few people of her choice. Among the strangers, Kiba, Shikamaru, Chouji, Gaara, and his siblings were all accounted for. She'd asked Sasuke to attend as well, but he refused. Temari and Kankuro were floating about the downstairs like many of the other partiers, but Gaara had chosen to hold steadfast to his position at the Hyuuga's side.
It had been a happy surprise to see that Obito was also present. Though, the middleschooler was more of an acting babysitter, considering he was constantly hounding his older brother. Like he was doing at that moment.
From her spot by the wall, Hinata was observing a very familiar sight.
"Niisan, just leave him alone," the boy chided, pulling on Tobi's left arm in an attempt to pry the highschooler away from his sempai.
Aggravated by the constant annoyance, Deidara was already threatening to reach his boiling point and just clobber the bothersome Uchiha. Through a clenched jaw, he agreed, "Listen to the brat!"
Ignoring both of his favorite people, the dark-haired ball of energy whined, "But Tobi wants to dance with Sempai!" He was latched onto the blonde back, with his arms encircling the sophomore's neck. There was an exuberant grin that had been permanently etched into his childlike features since attaching to the furious Iwa.
"B-b-but, Tobi-chan," squeaked Hinata, feeling a pang of sympathy for the Uchiha's captive. Three heads turned. At the sudden attention, she faltered slightly, blushing deeply. "Maybe D-Deidara-kun doesn't want to d-dance."
Tobi whined in defeat and freed Deidara, who made a dash for the kitchen, while Obito let out a relieved sigh. The two siblings went on their way, the elder dragging his brother towards the dance floor as a replacement for his sempai.
"Do you have to deal with that often?" the redhead at the Hyuuga's side questioned in monotone.
The whole party scene had the Sabaku feeling disillusioned. Teens throwing themselves to loud music, others ingesting illegal substances, raging hormones, and there was a lot of alcohol going around. Instead, he'd come along for the sole purpose of guarding the meek indigo-haired girl. He wasn't going to allow anyone to take advantage of her. If someone dared, then they would pay dearly.
"Kind of," she replied, half-shrugging a shoulder. The Hyuuga had gotten used to their banter and squabbling. It was somewhat humorous.
Disinterestedly, Gaara's sea foam green eyes roamed the many faces and passing heads. He paused momentarily on the doorway as he watched Hidan drive out an unwanted guest by shoving his heel into the guy's lower back. The silver-haired junior proceeded to flip off the fleeing teen and curse at him.
His nose wrinkled in disgust as he dryly thought, 'How classy.' The redhead glanced at Hinata, smiling obliviously, and wondered what the barbarians must've done to lure her into their evil cult. There was no way she belonged with animals like them.
"Yo, Hinata-chan," Kiba called out, squeezing through the tight crowd to get to where she was standing. Gasping for a breath of air when he surfaced, the dog lover grinned triumphantly. "Nice party. It feels like we're really in high school now."
High school parties were privileges that most middleschoolers looked forward too, since they were usually excluded from more mature bashes. As freshmen, they were probably lucky to at such a party so early in the year. It would definitely boost their reps with this achievement under their belts.
Nonetheless, no matter how much Hinata had desired to change, social status wasn't all that important to her. Having friends and being accepted was enough.
"Yes, it d-does sort of," she agreed, smiling contently. The party was a bit on the rowdy side, but it was also fun. "Is there anyone else f-from our grade here?"
Frowning, the brunette replied, "I saw Ino here, but Sakura and her posse aren't with her. I think she showed up with Shikamaru." He looked around for other faces, but discovered no one else from their year.
The Yamanaka's presence was a little unsettling, but the Hyuuga was more than certain the Akatsuki weren't going to let Sakura in anyway. Plus, the popular blonde girl had not been among the girls that had assaulted her. There was no real conflict between them.
The Sabaku beside her was about to say something, seeing the unease that had consumed his best friend at the pinkette's mention, but his sister had chosen to appear at that moment.
"Gaara!" the sandy blonde exclaimed, seizing his shoulder. Temari was dressed in her usual chic and trendy style, a pair of designer dark wash jeans and white dress shirt. Her teal orbs possessed a pleading look glinting in them. "I'm sorry, but I could really use your help right now. Kankuro is trashed, he drank too much tequila." A exasperated frown pulled the corners of her mouth downwards as she pouted.
Sighing deeply at his older brother's idiocy, the redhead said quick goodbyes and allowed himself to be led away by the blonde senior. The three siblings had a journey home to make.
Just then, Zetsu walked by sporting a tray of glasses with pale yellow liquid in them. Upon spotting Hinata and her friend, he lowered the tray to nose level. His white hand flexed to present the beverages in a showy manner.
"Lemon drop? They're good."
The half of his mouth on his black half pulled his lip up into a sideways grin, revealing a row of sharp jagged teeth.
Milky white eyes narrowed on the drinks. The indigo-haired girl had been turning down alcohol all night, but she was thirsty and it looked safe. Thanking him, she took one for herself and Kiba followed suit.
Taking a cautious sip, the Hyuuga deemed that it was simply sour lemonade. The two freshmen went into the kitchen to add a few lumps of sugar to their drinks. Once properly sweetened, they finished off the lemonade.
"I'm gonna' get another one," informed the brunette, leaving Hinata in the kitchen.
"Come on, Itachi!"
Upon hearing Kisame's deep voice, Hinata glanced up at the two Akatsuki members that had just strolled into the kitchen. The blue-haired boy had his arm on his best friend's shoulder, putting most of his weight on the Uchiha. Itachi himself did not appear to be very amused with his antics.
"Just take a swig," pressed the Hoshigaki, shaking a half-empty fifth of Seagram's 7 in the thinner's face. His narrowed eyes lifted to the lone girl sitting at the dinning table. His grin widened, booming, "Hinata-chan! Take a swig with us. Ne, Itachi?" He elbowed his raven-haired friend.
"N-no," she declined, putting her hands up like a shield.
Pouting, the bluenette batted his eyes in an almost comical manner. "Aw, come on. Just one?"
"You don't have to, Hinata-san," Itachi informed her, eyes narrowing on his best friend. The Uchiha wasn't exactly a supporter of corrupting the mousy freshman. The rest of Akatsuki obviously had other ideas though.
"Well," the Hyuuga pondered his offer, nibbling on her lower lip. "J-just one?"
The fattest grin the indigo-haired girl had ever seen stretched Kisame's face as he exclaimed, "Yeah!" With one twist of his strong fingers the cap to his bottle span and shot off. He didn't need the lid anymore anyway.
The raven-haired teen sighed in defeat as Hinata rose from her chair.
The Hoshigaki tossed back his head and let a large amount of brown-tinted liquid be guzzled down his throat. A satisfied 'ah' sounding after.
The whiskey was then passed down to nervous girl, who took the fifth in both hands around the base. Taking a sniff of the repulsive alcohol, she followed her sempai's lead and tilted her head back. Then, lifting the bottle above her head, the Hyuuga let the booze flow into her mouth. She didn't know to open her throat up, instead of fill her mouth; so, like most novices, the fiery drink settled on her tongue and gave her the urge to spit it out.
With a burning gulp, Hinata felt her mouth and throat sweltering from the swig. Itachi quickly accommodated her with a iced glass of water.
"Nice," commented the shark-like highschooler, holding his thumb up in congratulations. Slyly, he rounded on the third member of the circle. "You're swig, Itachi. Don't let Hinata-chan show you up." He chuckled.
Succumbing to peer pressure, the Uchiha's mouth met the bottle's opening and the alcohol began draining into his system.
"Pound it, pound it, pound it!" forcefully encouraged Kisame, slamming his fist into his open palm for sound effects.
Alabaster eyes opened into saucers as the indigo-haired girl watched fearfully as the glass container was emptying before them.
When Itachi finally finished, he hurriedly shoved the bottle into his best friend's hands and reached for his half empty water. He chugged it in seconds.
"Whoo! Didn't think you had it in ya', man," his friend remarked, slamming his hand down on the raven-haired boy's back.
"That was am-m-mazing, Itachi-san," stuttered Hinata in awe. She'd never witnessed some pound a bottle so zealously.
Her words brought an embarrassed smile to the Uchiha's flushed visage. The booze was hitting him already and warming his being.
"Thanks, Hinata-san," he said somewhat awkwardly. He glanced at the back door, the idea of the cool night's breeze enticing him. "I think I'm going to go outback for some air. It's kind of hot in here." He took two steps towards the exit, stumbled, caught himself on the counter, and wobbled outside.
"Good grief," mumbled Kisame, snickering. "Itachi never paces himself. I better go make sure he's okay. See ya', Hinata-chan."
"O-okay."
The blue teenager went off after his friend and Hinata waited for Kiba to get back. It wasn't long until his return with two more lemon drops and when he did they seated themselves at the table to chat.
Three lemon drops later, Hinata was staggering into the front room feeling very wobbly. Her vision was going a little hazy and every step she took felt unbalanced. The thought of being tired occurred to her. She'd had a long day after all.
The indigo-haired girl glimpsed at the Inuzuka. He was blushing for some unknown reason and it made him look so . . . adorable. The Hyuuga felt her cheeks flare with a fire.
"H-hey, Kiba-kun?" The core of her being felt like it was being gravitated towards the boy, so she allowed herself to be towed along by the invisible force.
Two melty brown eyes blinked. "Yeah?"
"I f-feel funny," she slurred, syllables stringing together. Her eyelids felt weighted as her face had suddenly gotten significantly closer to Kiba's bronzed one.
"Me too," he breathed, leaning slightly forward. His lemony breath felt hot against the indigo-haired girl's mouth.
It felt like a nagging case of déjà vu, but the Hyuuga ignored it.
They suddenly snapped away from each other when there was a deafening smashing of glass. All heads in the vicinity whipped towards the front window. It was shattered and the back of a blue head disappeared through it.
Alarmed, Hinata raced to the opening, tripping once, to see a brawl on the front lawn. Kisame was taking on two other guys at once, a cheering circle was already forming around them as the spectators gathered.
"Kisame-kun!" she shouted, eyes wide with fear as her friends was knocked to the ground. His opponents piled onto his back, but it was ineffective.
The large blue highschooler wrapped an arm around each of the guys, stood, and threw them down on their own backs. Before the pummeling could get worse, Kakuzu was outside raving about the damage expenses.
"Kisame, you had better pay for that window!" he roared, brandishing a threatening fist. The last thing he needed was more maintenance bills after Deidara's last bombing escapade.
"They started it," defensively the shark-like boy retorted, jutting a thumb at the scrambling teens on the grass. The duo hastily got on their feet and ran.
Pointedly glaring at the offender, the dark-skinned highschooler scoffed, folding his solid arms over his chest. Kisame wasn't getting out of this one with such a lame excuse.
The excitement of the fight died and everyone started heading back inside.
"Hey, Hinata-chan," Konan greeted her, smiling widely. The elder girl looked slightly winded, having been dancing the night away since the music had begun. There was a beer in her hand and she raised it. "I haven't offered my congrats on becoming one us yet."
"Oh, arigato," the Hyuuga thanked her, blushing deeply.
A sly smile crept on the senior girl's face when she grabbed hold of the younger's wrist. "Come dance with me!" Without waiting for an answer, Hinata was pulled into the thrashing partiers.
Normally, the shy girl would have turned tail and ran, but right then her body felt loose and the music was soothing. The Hyuuga let herself go with the rhythm, earning encouragement from Konan.
Surprisingly, she found it was really quite enjoyable.
The newest Akatsuki member's ghostly eyes fluttered shut as the music absorbed into her. Arms floating above her regalia purple hair, her hips swayed back and forth. Her figure shook with the thumping beat. It was a high she'd never experienced before.
"Itachi!"
Regaining her sight, Hinata saw Konan pulling an uncomfortable looking Uchiha onto the dance floor.
"Dance with us!" commanded the blue-haired woman, giving his back a final shove. Giggling, she span in a circle, her cerulean locks twirling out around her. She danced around the stony-faced raven-haired boy once before he finally caved.
Rolling to ebony orbs, Itachi's features loosened and so did his frame.
For a while, Hinata stood frozen, staring in awe at the sight in front of her. She's never witnessed her sempai looking so carefree. It was mesmerizing.
However, Konan wasn't about to let her third dance partner just stand still. With a bit of coaxing the Hyuuga was convinced to dance with them. Though, with Itachi there she felt much more self-conscious.
The older girl looked sexy as she dropped it low and rose in a seductive manner, her booty coming dangerously close to the Uchiha's crotch. It was shocking to see the raven-haired boy respond, wrapping an arm around her middle and pulling his classmate against his figure. They swayed together for a second, before Konan retracted herself from his hold.
In her stead, she guided Hinata into Itachi's embrace. Sandwiching the Hyuuga between them. She was thankful that her back was to the Uchiha, for her face was beat red. The indigo-haired girl's body stiffened at the feeling of his pants rubbing against her rear, but Konan helped her with the movements.
The Hyuuga could feel her whole body reacting to the physical contact in a maddeningly good way. Her heart leapt and thrummed loudly. Her brain was jumbled and her body was left to work on autopilot.
Impulsively, Hinata reached her left arm up and around to glide her fingertips across Itachi's cheek. The action sparked a startling reaction.
Right there, in the middle of at least twenty people, the Uchiha took hold of the freshman's hips and twirled her around. When she faced him, her open palms rested on his toned chest, the fabric of his shirt was soft to the touch, but his lips were much softer.
Gradually, Itachi's arms encircled her body and the couple pulled away in a drunken daze. As his stormy eyes searched the girl's cherry-red face, Hinata relished the strong taste of alcohol that had been on the boy's breath.
From across the room, Pein stifled a laugh with the palm of his hand. It was a known fact that when Itachi drank, he drank a lot. He even earned the nickname 'Sloppy 'Tachi' for a while when he was first gaining his sea legs. The little Hyuuga couldn't hold her liquor either apparently and it produced the most delightful result. Even if it wasn't himself that had stolen her lips virginity, she certainly made things entertaining.
His spiraling silver eyes glimpsed at the blunette standing shell-shocked in the middle of the room. Though her expression was collected, her eyes held the truth.
Yes, life in Akatsuki was about to get very exciting.
…
TBC.
Author's Note:
How was that? DON'T WORRY, THIS IS NOT SOLELY AN ITAHINA FIC. It was just a drunken moment at a party. Happens all the time. However, did you like it?
I bet I got ya' with the Pein and Kiba moments. _
And really, I'm sorry 'bout the late update. I'll try to take as much time out of my life as possible to keep up with the updates. I've got an idea for the next chapter already, just got to get it all written out.
Thank you to: ppeach2, beanie300, Kira Acumichi, HinataxPein Lover, ShadowOwl, Seichi, SecretanimeFreak, Akatsuki-Fan389, White-Tainted-Red, hinataloover566, ikmss18, 1angel2heart, Jay-Boogie, Ash56, ViciousViper15, and Rose Takamora for reviewing the last chapter!
Also, Virivie : I'm sorry for the lack of Gaara! I promise I will explain, cos' I thought about it too. Just never added it in. I will be adding more Gaara! I'm just trying to start with the Akatsuki, since it's an AkaXHina fic. D:
I have decided to make this a solely english fic do to a request and I don't want to have to explain what they all mean. So, I'm dropping most honorifics (not ones like "sempai" or" niisan" though) and other phrases.
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Is my fic up to par? Lacking in some other way? Something you want to see?
I'd love to know what you think of the story so far.
So, please review~