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Chapter 3:
The party all on its own was exactly what I try to avoid in life. Wild, untamed, loud, obnoxious, and hordes of teenagers practically fucking on the dance floor...in other words, completely and utterly repulsive. As soon as Sakura and I walk through the door I'm tempted to turn around and leave, but a promise is a promise and grudgingly I follow behind her through the mass of sweaty, grinding bodies considered our classmates. There was no way I was about to deal with her questioning and hounding me over fag boy again. It happened in the past and that's where its going to stay.
"I'm getting a beer want anything?" I wave her off and immediately head for the nearest exit without actually having to leave the torture and breaking a promise in the process and come upon a deck outside. Its already occupied by the stoners and various other drug-users, semi-intriguing shit, but I have my mind set and already know exactly what I'm looking for.
"Oi, loan me one." I nudge a guy sitting down smoking the only legal thing here. I admit, I'm a stress smoker. Whenever I feel over-whelmed or just plain pissed the fuck off, I crave the relaxation that only nicotine can provide for me.
He hands one over without question along with a lighter, takes a deep drag off his cigg, observes me in the dim light, and finally speaks, "ah...miss...we meet again."
God dammit I curse, him again I'd recognize that chocolaty voice anywhere, "Fag boy. Well this party just became positively unbearable," already I'm in a foul mood and can feel the bastard wiggling his damn way underneath my skin, but something about his expression had me on edge. It was like the damn prick knew I'd be there.
"I can see that although I'm enjoying the view, your people skills have worsened, if that's even possible." god I hated this punk! Getting in his face to tell him off, for the first time I truly take a decent look at him: he has deep ocean blue eyes and his tousled blond locks are naturally spiked and gell free, bottom lip has a ring going through it, and I can see the dozens of tattoos tracing themselves over his body through his thin, white, t-shirt. A wallet chain hangs from the belt loop of faded, worn in, pants and the entire outfit is accompanied by thick-soled combat boots. Hopefully my people skills, is the only thing he remembered.
Slowly and surely things are starting to fall into place...how Sakura randomly wanted to go to a party, had to call a few friends because she didn't even know the guy, how odd I thought it was that we got invited to a party where we knew no one, and the knowing look he gave me earlier. He wasn't surprised to see me, because he knew I'd be there! "Wait a minute...you told Sakura about the party! You're the reason I was dragged here!" I'm gonna kill that damn bitch! Using our friendship against me! She knows how much I hate parties!
He chuckles ignoring my accusations, "Did you change your mind about your asexual orientation? It seems like you looked me up and down and completely enjoyed what you saw." he whispers, adjusting his sitting position to where our faces are millimeters apart.
I jerk back hissing, "You wish shit-face," I make a move to leave and find some place else to sit in peace, when he gently grabs my wrist.
"Sit miss, I only bite if you want me to," Instead of storming off or smashing his face in, I take the seat a little aways from him. If he's just as astonished, he's good at hiding it, and only lets a smirk play onto his lips.
"So may I ask you a question," he inquires.
"You just did fuckhead."
"What's your name?" he asks anyways ignoring my snarky comment.
"What's it to you?"
"Common courtesy I suppose," I scoff at his answer and his eyes light up with amusement.
"Well you can shove that up your ass along with my foot if you don't shut the fuck up." I threaten.
"Speaks the one who chose to keep me company. Why did you kiss me?" I freeze, fuck I was hoping the damn bitch would've forgotten all about that.
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about, as if I'd ever kiss something as repulsive as your face."
He laughs, but there's no humor behind it, "Don't try and play innocent, it doesn't suit your shit spewing mouth. Do you like games by the way?" he states.
"What's it to you?" I retort.
"How about a little challenge, if I win, you go out on a date with me."
"And if I win?" I wonder out loud, "What's in it for me?"
"I'll leave you alone forever. If I lose." smug bastard, he's that confident that he'll win!
Those words alone are music to my ears and I find myself swiftly agreeing, "Name your terms."
"I pick the game and rules if you back out you lose." he holds out his hand and I grasp it tightly shaking on the deal. Bring it fag boy, bring it.
He jumps to his feat, motioning for me to follow and we walk over to a group of kids standing around an old shed. I don't recognize any of them, then again Sakura doesn't know anyone here either.
"Hey Uzamaki, what's up man?" a guy sporting a fishnet top, lazy smile, and tan pants shouts.
"Nothing much Shikamaru, is the shed free?"
"For you Naruto, anytime. Have fun in there and try to not to shake it this time. God knows how much these bitches can't get enough of you." I swallow back bile, how disgusting. Some host to his own party, loaning out a rickety-ass shed for people to fuck in! What kind of name is Naruto anyways!
"Scum-eating pigs!" I hiss at them and Shikamaru raises an eyebrow at Naruto.
"Seriously man, this hoe? Usually the pussy you drag in is less...of a turn off."
"Shut up man." Naruto's smirking and the urge to punch his smile right off becomes increasingly hard to resist, the host tosses a key to him and the blond catches it without any trouble.
Naruto begins heading over to the shed, but not before turning to cast me a puzzled look, "You coming miss?"
"Not yet she isn't!" Shikamaru calls after us and I bite my tongue, lets just get this over with already.
Naruto tightly shuts behind us and locks it. Strolling across the room away from me, I take the time to observe my new surroundings. A lantern dimly lights up the make-shift, trashy hotel room-like setting. There's a mattress on the floor with several blankets and pillows adorning it and I wrinkle my nose in disgust. God knows how much bodily fluids have been sealed into that repulsive thing! Naruto watches me from his seat on the mattress. His eyes are unwavering and for the first time in a while I'm nervous and (by some glitch in my brain and miracle) a tiny bit scared. I don't want to lose the bet, but I also don't want to make a fool out of myself and lose dignity while trying to maintain and gain it.
Besides in every book on avoiding dangerous situations this one is always at the top of the list. Never go somewhere with a stranger, never let them lock you in a room with them, don't agree to going to a fucking place in the first place. Glancing over my shoulder I can see the door is dead-bolted and can only be opened with several keys and then looking back at Naruto I gulp.
A pirate grin traces his pale lips, "Come sit with me," he pats the spot next to him, adjusts where now he's sitting indian style, and all without looking one bit rattled. Because I'm confused on whether or not refusing to, means I lose our agreement I comply, I sit on the edge as far away from him as possible. "What's the matter Miss? Scared I'm gonna eat you all up?"
This statement causes my temper to flare up, "Don't flatter yourself, I'm uncomfortable with being in such a STD infested area. Why the fuck did you bring me here? I'm not going to fuck your nasty self."
"Well then why don't you move closer, so I can tell you the rules of the game?" his smile is forced and I notice his right eye give a little twitch, finally I was beginning to get under fag boy's skin. I move an inch closer and then cross my arms fully over my chest and glare at him.
He puts his hands up in mock surrender, "We're going to play a game called Liar's dice. Every time I roll a one or a two, you have to take something off. And every time I do, then its my turn to start stripping off the layers. Whomever ends up naked first, wins. And you can't hide under blankets either."
"What? I don't think so! Pick a different game!" now I was beginning to realize why we came to the area at the party best known for getting naked.
"That wasn't part of the deal miss, you said I could pick the game and this is what I want to play. Don't be self-conscience. Many women say my body is simply fuckable."
"Conceited fag-sucking dipshit!" I snarl, there was no way I would lose this game! I don't lose! Especially not to dumbasses, that clearly didn't learn anything in school beyond the female anatomy.
"Well if you're ready to shut your mouth, I'll roll first." he removes one dice from his pocket, jiggles it in his hand, and lets it drop on the floor. I glance over to see a two. Mother-fucker. "Well that's one piece of clothing that'll be coming off. Smirking I remove my sandles, take that pompous bastard!
"Well played, love, well played. Your Roll." Taking the dice I repeat his process, a one lands right side up. Chuckling he stands up, stripping off his shirt.
"W-what about your shoes?" I stammer.
"Babe, unlike you...I'm not scared to get naked with a girl." he winks at me.
Thirty minutes later, I'm in my bra and skirt and Naruto is in his boxers. "My roll miss, he takes the dice and rolls. For the past eight turns, nothing but fours, fives, and threes have been rolled, but when a one appears, I know my luck has run out. Shaking slightly I shimmy out of my skirt, very well aware of Naruto's eyes crawling up and down my nearly naked body. In a pile next to me, lies my: crop top, fishnets, sandles, and now skirt. I was down to my bra and panties.
I roll a three and he laughs, "Y-your turn." my voice shakes. Why I had to be determined to win! The winner is whomever ends up naked first! How the fuck did I forget that bullshit!
"Very nice miss..." his voice trails off, his tongue beginning to play with the ring going through his bottom lip.
He rolls without the same nervousness my body possessed, "Well lookie there, a two."
I gulp, realizing I needed to make a choice between my last remaining two fragments of clothing, "Could I please cover up with a blanket?"
Naruto's eyes darken and before I even have time to react, I'm on my back with this half naked guy straddling me, "How about I choose what you remove...and cover it myself? After all the rule is you can't use blankets." He uses his right hand to brace himself above my frame, his blue eyes taking on a luminous quality.
Why the hell did I agree to this! Sure the prick doesn't seem so menacing at first...but now, since being up close and personal, he's solid muscle and I'm a shrimp. My eyes dart around looking for an escape, I could kick him in his nuts and make a run for it. But running outside in bare essentials isn't safe either. But I won't have time to get dressed unless I knock him out.
Slowly his other hand moves also placed above my head, "Are you okay?" concern and guilt are written all over his features, maybe he does have a heart. "I'm not going to hurt you." Naruto slides off me and the look on his face is one of extreme puzzlement, before he states the most dreaded and glorified five words in high school girl world, "You're a virgin aren't you?"
I sit up and snarl out, "Shut the fuck up you cock-sucking fagboy!"
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