Disclaimer: Baby, I don't need to own Naruto to write fanfiction.
Penname: LiveLoveLaugh
FanFiction Story: Such Sweet Sorrow
Summary: Sequel of Backstabbing Love In the Wheel of Fortune, Sakura tries her luck on men.
AN: I do try my best to put comical funnies within a story I suppose it can help with the drama and romance going on. I'm sorry I haven't put enough Sakura loving (with any man) for the fans out there, but I'm working on it! I had not chosen yet for the pairing unfortunately. THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED! ENJOY THIS CHAPTER!
Diamond Shoes: 8:41 pm
"Hey Sakura?" the girl twisted her head to Tenten who was quite interested (and slightly drunk). "You never really told us why you and Sasuke broke up…what happened?" Lee looked a little curious too. Chouji and Kiba looked at the rosy-haired kunoichi.
Four mortified looks crossed through the shinobi's faces.
There was a deep silence. About half of the tablemates were either curious and the other half was just plain terrified.
Seconds ticked by, everyone waited for her answer…
Surprisingly to the second half, Sakura cracked a tired smirk. She didn't have the strength tonight to smile fully.
"We…just wanted different things…" she picked her words, signaling she didn't really want to talk about it.
Of course, Sasuke wanted Ami…
She wanted strength…
So far they're different things, alright…
The others who had no clue of what had taken place twenty four hours ago, and had nodded along like they knew her. She did not want pity. Sakura skipped the look Shino cast her behind his point black sunglasses. Inner Sakura scowled, snarling, "Stop trying to hide it you wimp!" She could have laughed with sarcasm, but she couldn't…
How can you laugh when you wanted to cry so badly?
And ironically, she didn't have the urge to cry…
"I-I think I'm g-going…" she swallowed her spit, "…to get a drink…" The pink-haired girl murmured in a desperate voice, only a few had noticed. Chouji sat quietly just snacking on his potato chips. Kiba snorted and got himself drunk again with the gawking of attractive women who passed by their table in sleazy skirts and revealing tops. Shikamaru scowled while Shino just stared ahead. Ino exchanged knowing glances with Hinata, wanting reassurance.
"Don't worry s-she can take care of h-herself…" Hinata whispered uneasily, as if trying to convince herself.
"Hey? Where's Naruto?" Lee asked curiously, tapping his chin.
Intermission
"Naruto…?"
"Yes, Kakashi-sensei?"
"Maybe you should go to the Baka-Haka, I think Sakura said something about Ino and Shikamaru's party there—"
"I know, aren't you going?"
"No, no, Ino hates me…"
Intermission
Sakura slapped her money on the counter, "A tall scotch on the rocks with a twist," she asked with gritted teeth, squeezing out the dizzy look in her eyes, pulling on the collar of her coral jacket feeling the heat of everyone's warmth and euphoria of movements throughout the entire club. She would like take off her short trench coat, but what's underneath that Ino had picked out for her would only alert unwanted attention.
She watched from the side, with envy and sadness of men and women who were the same age as her dance with one and other, without the care of the world. They didn't even have to know. Their bodies twist interchangeably. Breath-taking. Each step they took was like a short colorful sweep of a paintbrush creating a masterpiece. Beautiful. The colors of their night clothes mixed and matched that of their partner's. The everlasting lights that shined around the room changed the hue of their hair and the color of their eyes as each at every beat of the enhancing music, exchanging such inquisitive sights. With every breath they took, their chests moved rhythmically and the glistening sweat poured off their exposed bodies. Their expressions were turned with signs of passion, intensity, and drama with their concentrated eyes and the clicks of their heels. Stunning.
She wanted to be one of them…
To rid of her ugly sandals and to strap on a dazzling pair of diamond shoes, hit the floor, and to dance and dance the night through. To forget, to forget…
Sakura didn't notice where she had walked into and had knocked into a tall auburn woman, her elbow colliding against another body. She could have tripped if it weren't for a firm hold on her arm. The strong golden liquid spilled from the top, sticking her hands to the cold dewed glass. She looked up and saw only a pair of black frames of someone's sunglasses.
"Shino? Wh-What are you doing here?" she mumbled, noticing that the top of her rosy blush hair reached to the bottom of his nose.
Instead of his usual flak jacket that was too long and baggy for its own good, he wore a form-fitting long-sleeved black shirt with a crescent shaped collar that showed the long shape of his pale neck, leaving his unmoving thin mouth to be seen. His pale skin was unblemished making him look almost translucent. A bead of sweat rolled down his forehead from his dark bushy brown hair.
It seems even Shino was too warm.
He took a long stare at her before he answered, "I was looking for you, Sakura-san. Your friends are getting worried."
"I was getting a drink, duh…" she rolled her eyes raising her scotch, very doubtful of Shino's high intelligence.
He stood still, still having a hold on her arm, "You took a long time looking at the dance floor."
Sakura sighed, "Aa, I know…I was admiring…them…"
"Then why aren't you with them?" The unreadable hidden stare asked her that.
"I don't know…not much of a dancer, I guess…?" she chuckled nervously, not really liking him this very moment.
"How do you know?" That damn look again!
"I don't like dancing very much…" That just made Inner Sakura grunted disbelievingly, 'I smell smoke. Seems like someone's pants are on FIRE!'
"Why?"
Her emerald eyes became duller, "You know what happened…"
He took his time answering. "No…I don't…"
"You probably don't need to know…" she tried to smile, but she couldn't.
"Why?"
That irritating one-word question again! What is with this guy! Standing there in his almighty form staring with those pity eyes straight on her weak little puny one! Sakura's slender brow twitched, angrily growling, "Why are you asking me all these questions, Shino! Can't you—can't you just leave me alone!"
"No." An affirmative answer. Fits him.
She clenched her teeth in annoyance. "Don't touch me!" She shoved her arm from his hand. He let go unfazed. She glared at him with blazing emerald eyes, "Why do you care so much anyway! You barely even know me!"
"I have to get to know you soon…" Shino whispered softly.
"What are you talking about!" Sakura replied angrily.
"Sakura-san, I'm your new teammate."
(The crowd goes wild!)
"Y-You're my new t-teammate?" She choked down. Shino nodded.
Sakura split into a giant cheerful smile, coyly holding out her hand for a shake, "Wait Shino! I'm getting a new team?" Sakura cried, with her eyes all sparkly and childish. Her mentor did mention it to her two weeks ago.
"Yes."
"Who's in it? Besides you and I…" Her laugh carried a sort of chill down her own spine.
He took his time answering. "Our third teammate is a newly assigned Jounin named Danno Tobio, I suppose he was in our Academy class but he had graduated a year after us. And that's all I know." Sakura smiled, looking at her tall comrade. She sighed regrettably, a little shaky about it.
"Sorry I-I was just a little testy tonight…well, you know what happened…" she trailed on bleakly. Shino looked at her for a moment longer, and shook his head.
"No, I don't…" he said in a monotone, repeating his same answer from before.
She chuckled nervously, quickly taking a sip from her scotch, "Never mind…" Shino stared at her and nodded, turning on his heel to walk back to the table. Sakura just placed her scotch somewhere, forgetting about the bitter-sweet concoction and grabbed his shoulder. It was weird seeing his face without the half cut of his zippered jacket. His light look through his sunglasses was not easy to look up at, quite intimidating to be frank.
She needed this. She needed to strap on a pair of diamond shoes, to feel the tough shiny jewel against her feet. To make herself feel beautiful. Not really having enough confidence to ask anyone, and hazy from the large qualities of sake in her body, Sakura smiled sadly, "Would you like to go dancing?"
"H-Hey Naruto! Ya came at last!" Kiba barked, still in effect of his share of intoxicating sake.
His mutt eyes were squeamishly glazed and he had on a sloppy lopsided smile that looked like it was about to fall off his face. His shoulders were shrugging, moving his face up and down that his chin could have hit the table if it weren't for Shino's persistent tug on his arm.
"Hell yeah I did! I would never miss seeing you drunk!" the blonde cried eccentrically. He gave his irresistible grin to everyone, but only the people who had experienced what had happened last night understand and saw that his electric blue spheres skipped the eyes of Ino.
Ino narrowed her cobalt orbs at the future-Hokage with such loathing and anger. She stood three feet away from the table with her fiancé, taking a break from the dancing. Thoughts, murderous thoughts appeared in the back of her foul mouth mind, she tried to think of something else. But she couldn't. She tried. She really did dammit! But the hunger to hurt him was too great. He knew…that idiot…that retard…and he did nothing about it…She gripped her sake cup in her hand hard enough to break and let the sweet tranquilizing liquor pour on the tiled surface. Shikamaru frowned and scowled. She was still angry at the dobe.
"Stop it…" he whispered warningly, seeing that she wanted to punch Naruto again.
"Why should I?" Ino muttered snappishly, their voices drowned by the sounds of the loud music and the occupants three feet away who were all just chilling. She shot a look around the table, from Naruto to Sakura's empty seat and into Shika's eyes, again. "He knew all along—that bastard-I-I'll—"
Shikamaru grabbed her free hand in his own, rubbing her knuckles with love and care in his comforting eyes. It had melted the redness in Ino's mind, making her fall more in love with him. "Come on…" he urged, losing his scowl, "It's our engagement party, he's our—my friend—can we talk about it after?" After cooling off her stubborn mule side, she gave in and sighed.
Ino snickered, tracing sensuous circles on her boyfriend's thigh, "You know…with you drunk and shortly have been beaten up by a girl, you are a lot more nonchalant…" her voice savored the italic word. Shikamaru shrugged, pouring more sake into his cup to ease pain on the black-blue shiner around his eye.
"…Ino…Shikamaru…" the couple turned to Naruto who was grinning weakly, trying to avoid the wife-to-be's dangerous eyes, "C-Con-Congratulations on the engagement…" Ino had really regretted her thoughts, but she wasn't going to change her mind. She smiled in return, murmuring a thank-you. Shika just nodded in acknowledgement.
"Naruto-kun! You're here!"
Naruto planted a giant kiss on his girlfriend's lips when she got back from the ladies' room.
"N-Naruto-k-kun!" Hinata whispered stuttering, slightly embarrassed.
"WHAT A YOUTHFUL GESTURE OF A LOVE NARUTO-KUN!" Lee winked and stuck his thumb up. People wanted to throw something at him.
"Aw…you two are so adorable…" Tenten giggled, smiling in their direction. Her eyes showed a tint of jealousy.
Ino leaned back against Shikamaru's shoulder and placed her mouth near his ear, "…but not as hot as us…" she smirked huskily watching her fiancé's bruised face turn deep red, and not just from the sake, my friend...
Hinata looked at Naruto with suspicious eyes when he took the liberty of pouring sake into a large white cup and drink it suddenly. Is he still uncomfortable about his actions? He did the thing right? Hinata pondered on it depressingly.
Naruto brought back down his cup and greeted everyone with large foxy grins filling the atmosphere with contagious happy moments. Naruto ran a hot tongue over his lips, pulling on the heiress's navy arm cuffs with a childish desperate stare.
"Isn't Neji-san supposed to be here by now?" Shika's best man Chouji asked, his voice was drowned out by the blasting music.
Neji made it to the front entrance of the stifling hot Dakuon Baka-Haka, walking with a large authority that the security guards soon let him in. It was a humongous one-story black-painted club with tiled rooftops and sealed windows. Paper lanterns and cultivated green bamboo grew outside giving a highly exclusive place (Which it was, apparently). With just his appearance the tough-looking gigantic built men quickly held the door for him, letting out the music that flowed out like the wind. Teenagers his age squealed begging to get in. Tons of people who were waiting for hours glared at him when he just entered without an ID or a sexy hundred dollar bill.
All because that bastard was a Hyuuga.
(And inside shall we go!)
The sweat fell from her body, dancing for about a dozen minutes sure can take a lot out of you. She twisted and turn, softly pushing her back against Shino's coaxing body. Her breath came out uneven and the joints in her body became jumpier and her heart went with every beat of the fast and loud music. The male singer, in a loose sky blue yukata with black and red makeup made into intricate artworks on his face, sang out the tunes of the fanatic melodies and the rocking rhythms of his electric guitars. Her feet rearrange themselves all over the dancing platform, her arms flailing with her extravagant pink hair flowing with her every movement.
The piano sang out. She slightly jumped to the music, her heels twisting with her hips lightly caressing that of Shino's. He was slightly clumsy with her unpredictable shakes. He was trying to keep up with her steps but sadly just created his own which mixed and matched that of her's like a checker board. Who could ever have known she was lying about being a great dancer?
"OH MY KAMI! IS THAT SAKURA AND SHINO DANCING!" Ino screamed, stabbing an accusing finger at the two very visible figures in the tight crowd. Sakura bowed down her head for a fraction of a second, seeing herself in the reflection cast off the metal squares that shined and sparkled with her black sandals. It felt like she had those jeweled shoes.
Shino could easily see her mouth softly moved to the lyrics, but he kept his thoughts to himself.
The singer blew out a giant kiss to the crowd, and did a few fancy moves on the stage exciting women everywhere.
But none could be as exciting as Sakura's.
Everyone soon recognized the pink-haired girl as Haruno Sakura as she tried to dance her heart out. Even Shino had stopped dancing so intensely. To forget…to forget…Inner Sakura sang out.
No one really knew that underneath her coral trench coat held a fiery woman who tired to rid of her feelings and bad thoughts, twisting like a ballerina in those heels. She didn't want to talk into her pillow anymore. It was time to wake up. Her body was glistening with sweat of this training. She would put all her mind, soul, and heart into this. This was passion.
Naruto closed his eyes with such guilt. Hinata bit her lip, trying to look away but could not...
Give me strength…
If she could dance out her heart, she could give up on the past. She can try. She can do it. She can make it.
Her turn came too fast.
She stepped at the wrong time, tripping.
She didn't make it.
Come on baby.
Lights came down, Sakura stood alone next to a calm Shino who stood still and caught her exhausted body into his arms. Through her half-lidded eyes she could see that her friends came running after her when she fell like that. Ino was panting, her long blond mane whipping behind her with glimmers of tears.
Rock Lee ran towards her side, couldn't believe his precious person was unsafe and hurt because he wasn't there…
Hinata's silver-white eyes were panicked and widened. Naruto's blue spheres were darting to places with dread as he came in an inhuman speed towards her.
Shino's sunglasses were so mysterious…so questionable…so black…
"I couldn't do it…I couldn't forget…" Sakura whispered audibly to him. She did not cry.
She didn't make it…she cursed herself before she collapsed unconscious…
Let's go... crazy…
Hyuuga Neji looked at the guards, seeing that he couldn't get in. He didn't try, so he just ignored that crippled man's words and walked away. What did it matter? He had his whole life to stay young.
It was just one night after all.
What did it matter…?
To Be Continued
THANK YOU FOR THE 80 HIT!
Thank you to those who told me about lyric banishment rule, luckily i saw Dragon Man 180's review so I can change the things inside.
Danno Tobiois not an OC, I didn't know his last name so I made it up but he was shown in both the manga and anime. Once I introduce him, everyone would be in for a shocker.
To inFiNite-LoNer1- Keh, dude, you don't have to read it. If you don't like the plot, then just keep to yourself.