A/N: I'm trying to write these quickly because I don't like to leave y'all hanging, especially these last few chapters lol. I always try to comb through everything to make sure there are no spelling errors, grammar errors etc. so please bear with me if I miss something.

Anyways, this chapter is another that is directly inspired by a song: 'Hate the Club' by Kehlani ft Masego. It's a great song, one of my favorites from the album. I highly recommend listening to it, Kehlani's voice is absolutely angelic.

Content Warning: Lemons, Language, Alcohol Use

If you don't like it, don't read it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto!

Damn, you know I hate the club, but I came cause I knew you'd show up.


It's been over a month since they'd seen each other. Kiba kept his word about not coming back around and he hadn't tried to contact her at all since that night. Sakura had essentially become a hermit since the last time she'd seen Kiba. She only left her house when necessary, like for work, training, or grocery shopping. She tried to limit her time in the outside world, fearing that she would run into Kiba. They obviously didn't end on good terms, things would be awkward to say the least. Not to mention, that despite all the time she's spent away from Kiba, Sakura still found herself constantly thinking about him. She was still in love with him.

Today, Sakura was getting ready to hangout with her blonde best friend. Ino had finally worn her down after weeks of begging her to go out. She knew that Sakura and Kiba had ended things. Sakura and Ino had still been hanging out, just in the comfort of Sakura's apartment. But Ino was starting to get worried about her friend, it wasn't healthy to cut herself off from the world. So today they were going to meet up at their favorite restaurant.

Sakura grabbed her bag and headed out of her apartment, locking the door behind her. On the way to the restaurant, she stayed clear of populated streets to avoid seeing Kiba. She saw Ino waiting outside the restaurant for her. She squealed in delight and grabbed Sakura in a tight hug.

"I'm so glad you came!" Ino exclaimed, releasing Sakura from her grip. Sakura forced a cheerful smile. "Come on, I already got us a table."

The two kunochi entered the restaurant and took their seats. A waitress quickly came and took their drink order. They both ordered tea and once the waitress walked away, Ino turned to the pinkette.

"So, how are you holding up?" Ino questioned. She knew the answer, Sakura had barely left her house in a month. She obviously wasn't handling this well. Sakura had been hesitant to speak on it but Ino was sure that if she talked about it, she'd feel better.

Sakura met her friends gaze and let out a sigh. She knew this conversation was coming. Sakura didn't exactly relish the idea of reliving her pain over brunch but she knew Ino wouldn't drop the issue.

"I'm... I'm not doing great." Sakura admitted. She looked down at the table as thoughts of Kiba ran through her mind. All the good times up until the bad. Sakura felt guilty for not being honest about her feelings with him, for hurting him. It was all in vain, Kiba still had her heart. "I still think about him all the time, Ino."

"Sakura, maybe you should go talk to him." Ino suggested. She knew that her best friend was happy when she was around Kiba. Sakura was so clearly in love with him but she wouldn't allow herself to be happy. Ino secretly thought the whole thing was dumb. They were in love, why not just be together? The whole situation made her want to rip her hair out.

"I can't do that..." Sakura trailed off, thinking about the last time she saw him.

Suddenly the waitress returned with their drinks and took their food order. Once they were alone again, Sakura continued.

"You don't know how hurt he was Ino." Sakura said, staring into her tea. "He never wants to see me again."

"Sakura, you have to tell him how you feel. I understand you don't want to get hurt but you have to be honest with him." Ino stated. "He needs to know, Sakura. You need to get this sorted or you'll always feel this way."

Sakura thought about Ino's words. Maybe she was right. Sakura stayed silent as she contemplated what to do. She wanted to tell Kiba how she felt but what if he's changed his mind about her? What if he's moved on?

"How's he been?" Sakura questioned, never moving her eyes from the cup of tea. "Have you seen him around?"

"He's been... okay." Ino said in an unsure voice. Sakura finally looked up, encouraging her friend to continue. "He tries to act normal and goofy but you can tell there's something up with him. He's been losing his temper a lot lately. And I've noticed him at the bar a lot."

"The bar?" Sakura questioned. Kiba had never been much of a drinker. When they were "together", it was a very rare occurrence for him to go to the bar.

"Yeah, the one that you two hooked up at." Ino said. "From what I've seen and heard, he's there every Wednesday night by himself."

Sakura felt a bit concerned and guilty. Had Kiba been doing this because of her? Had she really hurt him that badly? Sakura bit her lip as she thought about him drunk, upset, and alone.

"Does he..." Sakura began to ask a question, one that she didn't want to ask but needed to know the answer. "Has he been taking anyone home?"

"No Sakura!" Ino snorted. She laughed at Sakura's question like it was absurd. Sakura glared at Ino. Kiba was a handsome man and any woman would be lucky to get their hands on him. Not to mention that he could very well be on the rebound right now. When Ino saw Sakura's glare she stopped laughing and cleared her throat. "He never approaches anyone at the bar besides his friends. Every time I've seen a woman try to hit on him, he brushes them off. He's not interested in anyone else, Sakura."

A small smile crossed Sakura's lips. She knew what she had to do. It was Wednesday and she was going to see Kiba tonight at the bar. She would tell him how she feels, be completely honest.


Sakura was just finishing getting ready. She made sure she looked her best. She covered any dark circles and wore simple, winged black eyeliner and mascara. She put on some clear lipgloss and brushed out her hair. She decided to keep her pink locks straight for tonight.

Sakura gave herself a final glance in the mirror. She wore a skin tight black dress that came to her mid thigh. It was sleeveless with a plunging neckline that accentuated the curve of her breasts perfectly. She silently hoped that it would be enough to grab Kiba's attention. Sakura quickly put on her black heels, grabbed her purse and jacket before heading out.

It was still pretty early in the evening, about 7:30pm. Sakura walked slowly, trying to think of what she would say. Her heart started to pound as she became overwhelmed with anxiety. She was going to put it all on the line tonight.

Sakura approached the bar and slowed to a halt as she reached the doors. She took a deep breath and entered. She walked in with a powerful stride, trying to appear as confident as possible. She took in the atmosphere of the bar, music was playing loudly and glasses were clinking. As she looked around, she noticed that the bar was nearly empty besides a couple of men drinking together at a table. Kiba wasn't here, not yet anyways.

Sakura sat down at the bar and ordered sake. She would definitely need some liquid courage tonight. The bartender returned with a glass of sake and Sakura quickly gulped it down before ordering another. The elderly bartender seemed a little stunned but he didn't say anything, he simply refilled her glass. She slowed down on this one, sipping it instead.

Sakura let the alcohol burn it's way down her throat as she continuously glanced at the door. Sakura honestly didn't enjoy the bar scene that much. She lost her temper with loud, obnoxious people and bars were full of them. Luckily, the scene was pretty tame tonight. Most of the people entering were middle aged men, there were a few younger people but not many.

By the time it reached 8:30pm, Sakura had grown tired of watching the door. She decided on people watching instead. Sakura looked at the two men that had been here since she arrived. They were giggling to each other, a red hue covering their cheeks. They were clearly wasted but Sakura wished she was half as happy as they were. She glanced over to the next table, there were three men that looked to be in their 30's. They had arrived only 15 minutes ago and one of them was already hammered. He yelled at the top of his lungs to talk to his friends that were just a foot away from him. His friends tried to get him to lower his voice to no avail.

Sakura's eyes shifted once again. This time she looked to the old jukebox that the bar had. There stood a couple, laughing together as they made a music selection. Sakura watched as they looked into each other's eyes, she admired how happy they were just being around each other. She missed having that.

Suddenly, Sakura is snapped from her trance when a tall figure crossed in front of her. She didn't immediately recognize him but her heart skipped a beat when she caught a whiff of his cologne. She knew that woody, spicy scent anywhere. Her eyes immediately focused on Kiba. Her emerald orbs followed him as he sat down at the end of the bar, putting multiple seats between the two of them. He wore a black leather jacket over a grey t-shirt. He also had on black jeans and black leather boots. Sakura looked at his face, he looked as handsome as ever but there was something different in his expression. Kiba wouldn't even glance in her direction. He simply ordered a drink for himself and stared into the glass between sips.

Sakura turned to the bartender and ordered another round of sake. She had convinced herself that if she got tipsy enough, she'd have the courage to admit her feelings to Kiba. So she sipped her sake and collected her thoughts one last time.

She feared that Kiba would reject her. Honestly, she wouldn't blame him if he did. But then Sakura thought back to the first night they got together all the way up to the most recent. She thought about all their long talks, late nights full of sex, how happy they were. She needed to tell him how she felt even if it meant getting hurt. Kiba deserved to know the truth.

Sakura finished her sake and grabbed her purse. She dug out her wallet and placed money on the bar before taking in a breath and walking over to Kiba. As she approached him, her heart began to beat faster and her stomach turned. Kiba still didn't look at her, even as she stood just inches away from him.

"Do you mind if I sit here?" Sakura asked, gesturing to the bar stool next to him. She examined his face, desperately searching for any sign of emotion.

"Go ahead." Kiba replied in a gruff voice. He still refused to look at the pinkette. He took a sip of his drink and stared straight ahead. Sakura took her seat next to him, placing her purse on the bar. They sat in uncomfortable silence for many minutes, Sakura nervously tapped her fingers on the bar top. Suddenly, she turned to face Kiba.

"Look, I know you aren't happy to see me and I completely understand," Sakura said, looking at his profile. "I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry."

Kiba finally turned to look at Sakura. Her breath caught in her throat at Kiba's intense gaze. She looked at his lips, his tattooed cheeks, and finally, into his eyes. She wanted nothing more than to reach out to him, to brush her lips against his.

Kiba stayed silent, a stoic look on his face. Sakura started to become discouraged, Kiba wouldn't even speak to her. He had an intense look in his eyes but Sakura still couldn't place what emotion he was feeling. She felt her throat tighten and tears start to burn at her emerald orbs. She maintained her eye contact with Kiba, refusing to look away.

"I'm sorry for hurting you, Kiba. I lied when I said I didn't care about you. I know there's no excuse for my actions, but I only said that because I was afraid of getting hurt. And now I just hate myself for hurting you." Sakura explained, trying to keep her voice from breaking. "The truth is Kiba, I'm in love with you."

Kiba sat silently, his expression unchanging besides his eyes, which became a bit softer. Sakura's heart was racing through her chest and her breaths turned into a light pant. She watched as Kiba's lips parted as if he was going to speak but he remained quiet. Tears started to blur her vision as she waited for a response that never came. After what seemed like hours, Sakura shook her head and quickly got up, grabbing her purse.

"I'm sorry." Sakura said as she walked away, tears rolling down her cheeks. She quickly made her way towards the exit. Kiba reached out to her but she had already walked away. He got up from his chair and slammed some cash on the bar.

"Sakura!" He called after her but the pinkette was already at the exit. She burst through the door, the cool autumn air hitting her warm cheeks. Once Sakura was outside of the bar, she stopped walking and started breathing heavily. She was hurt and embarrassed, but she supposed this was her karma. She silently sobbed, hugging her arms around her torso to keep warm.

Kiba burst through the door behind her. He ran in front of her, blocking her from trying to walk away. He put his hands on her arms, holding her in place. Kiba tried to find her eyes but she wouldn't look at him. Sakura didn't want him to see her like this.

"Please look at me, Sakura." Kiba said in a soft voice as he tipped her chin up with his finger. She finally looked into his eyes and Kiba gently cupped her cheek, wiping away her tears. Sakura's eyes were red and glassy from crying but Kiba still thought she looked beautiful. Sad, but beautiful.

"I'm sorry, I just... wasn't expecting that." Kiba started to explain. He slowly inched closer to the pinkette, closing the distance between them. "But I'm glad you were honest with me, Sakura. And since we're being honest, I need to tell you that a day hasn't gone by that I haven't thought of you. Staying away from you has been one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. I'm in love with you too, Sakura. I want you to be mine."

Sakura stood speechless as she listened to Kiba's words. She couldn't properly respond, instead she nodded quickly and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a passionate kiss. Kiba used one hand to hold Sakura's waist, the other settled in the crook of her neck. He moved his lips feverishly against hers, the kiss turning hungry and desperate.

Sakura absentmindedly ran her hands over Kiba's shoulders, down his arms and across his chest. She forgot how much she loved touching him, feeling his warm muscles under her fingertips. She let out a small whimper as Kiba bit her bottom lip. He pulled her body flush against his, allowing his hands travel to her round ass. Kiba lightly ground his hips into Sakura, letting her feel his growing length. He continued to nibble, suck, and lick her pillowy lips while he massaged her rear. Suddenly they heard a low whistle followed by a loud voice.

"Get a room!" An obnoxious stranger yelled out while passing the bar. They broke their kiss, Sakura had an annoyed look on her face but Kiba simply chuckled.

"Come with me," Kiba whispered to Sakura, grabbing her hand. He wouldn't be able to make it to his apartment, he needed her now. Kiba lead her around the back of the bar, it was dark and there no way any passerby's would be able to see them. It wasn't exactly romantic but neither of them cared at the moment.

Once they reached the back of the building, Kiba turned to face Sakura. Grabbing her waist, he slowly leaned down to meet her lips once again. He gently pushed her against the brick building as he worked his mouth on hers. Sakura let her fingers intertwine in his brown locks, tugging gently as he pressed his body into her.

Kiba lifted the pinkette so that her legs were wrapped around his waist. He supported Sakura's weight by using his muscles and the brick wall behind her. One hand held her rump while the other moved up her waist to one of her perky tits. Sakura let out a soft moan as Kiba massaged her breasts, thumbing her nipple over the material of her dress.

Kiba separated his lips from Sakura's as he caught his breath. He smirked at her flushed face and half-lidded eyes, the pinkette was clearly enjoying herself. Kiba's eyes wandered down to look at her perfect body, the dress she wore left little to the imagination. He pushed one of the straps off of her shoulder to expose her breast. He did the same for the opposite side and he felt his erection grow as he looked at her hard, pink nipples.

"You have no idea what you do to me, Sakura." Kiba growled out, pressing his hard cock against Sakura's core. A throaty moan escaped her lips as he continued to grind into her. Kiba worked her tits, dipping his head down to catch a pink nipple in his mouth. He flicked his tongue over the sensitive bud, making Sakura moan softly.

Sakura had her hands on Kiba's shoulders to keep her steady, she used her legs to pull his hips deeper into hers. As Kiba worked his mouth on her chest, he moved Sakura's dress up so it was bunched at her waist. Kiba released her hardened nipple and looked down, he watched as he thrusted his clothed length against Sakura's damp panties. He switched to the other breast, giving it equal attention.

"Kiba..." Sakura moaned, breathlessly. Kiba loved when she said his name, it was like music to his ears. He'd do anything to hear it over and over, forever. He continued to flick his tongue over her bud, sucking and nipping at her. His cock was pulsating and straining painfully in his pants. Sakura pleaded for him, "Please, Kiba. I need you."

Nothing more had to be said, Kiba quickly released her breast from his mouth and undid his pants. He pushed his pants off his hips and pulled his hardened length from his boxers. Sakura bit her lip in anticipation as Kiba pushed her lacy, black panties to the side. He used the tip of his cock to tease her slit, coating himself in her juices.

Kiba lined himself up to Sakura's entrance and caught her lips in a heated kiss. Sakura moaned into Kiba's lips when he suddenly thrusted all of his length into her in one fluid motion. Kiba groaned at the feeling of her tight walls around him. He thrusted in and out of her, starting slow.

Kiba worked his lips over Sakura's, savoring how sweet she tasted. He gripped her hips as he thrusted in and out of her soaking core. Kiba groaned out at her slick walls. Sakura's eyes were clenched shut as he began to increase his pace. She whimpered and moaned into his lips.

Kiba broke his lips away from Sakura's, letting her moans escape from her throat. He trailed his lips to her neck, placing kisses and nibbling the sensitive flesh. His cock was covered in her juices, making it easy to slip in and out of her snatch. With each stroke, Kiba curved his hips to hit Sakura's sweet spot. He felt her walls start to clench around him, signaling her climax.

"Kiba!" Sakura whined out as she came to her end. Her body broke into spasms, she couldn't control herself. Luckily, Kiba supported her through her orgasm, grabbing her thighs to keep her legs around him. He slowed his hips as Sakura rode out her high and caught her breath. He steadily began to resume to his previous pace once she regained some composure.

"You feel so fucking good." Kiba growled into the pinkette's neck. His hips snapped hard against Sakura's, desperate to be as close as possible. Sakura's hands found their way to Kiba's soft hair, gripping his locks as he fucked her. She locked her legs around his hips, keeping him close.

Kiba grabbed Sakura's hips, moving her so she would meet his strokes halfway. He lifted her up a bit and slammed her back down onto his length, filling her to the hilt. Sakura cried out at the feeling, squeezing her eyes closed. He continued to go hard and deep into her hot core. Sakura would cum again soon at this rate.

Kiba was right behind her, he could feel himself filling with his seed. He bit down on Sakura's neck when he felt the familiar spasm of her walls. Sakura rocked her hips against his uncontrollably, throwing her head back against the wall in ecstasy. Her walls clenched hard around Kiba's length as she came, her juices covering every inch.

"Sakura," Kiba groaned out, continuing to snap his hips against her. He felt his balls tighten as he reached his climax. Sakura's tight cunt gripped his length, milking him until he was empty. Kiba stroked a few more times before burying himself completely in her snatch and planting his seed deep inside her.

They stood, unmoving, for many minutes. They both panted as they attempted to catch their breath. Sakura ran her fingers through Kiba's hair, soothingly. He looked up to meet her gaze and caught her lips in a long kiss.

When they separated, Kiba pulled out of Sakura and helped her get to her feet. They quickly fixed their clothes before turning to each other once again. Kiba looked down at Sakura, grinning as he brushed a stray hair from her face.

"Let's go home." Kiba said. Sakura's eyes sparkled and a big smile covered her face. Kiba grabbed her hand and they made their way to his apartment.


A/N: Hope y'all enjoyed this one! Sorry it took me a little longer to write than I was hoping. I have school and work so I try to do this in between. Also, I've desperately been trying watch the first 12 seasons of Criminal Minds before they remove it from Netflix lol. Don't judge me, it's important!

Anyways, I'm thinking I'm going to do one more chapter for this story. I have some ideas for a sequel if anyone wants to read that. If you're interested, let me know and I can work on it.