My eyes are slipping out from my skull. I can't believe this. I looked away and attempt an escape, but Sasuke quickly block my way. I struggle for an exit. "Get off, Sasuke."

He frowned and took my hands and pin them on the wall. "Hey!" He push his palm over my mouth where I was unable to cast a noise to gain attention. But what could I say where they's a bunch of drunk kids pissing at the flowers? Help, there's Sasuke Uchiha harassing me? I finally obey when he glared at me with his infamous killer look. He release me and I suppose I'm to tell the truth.

"You lied to me," was the first thing he said. We were a few inches parted. His cologne is as thick as the others inside. I turn away. "Talk to me."

I wonder if I say I'm sorry, he'll let this slip away. I don't like how bossy he suddenly is. Unlike the other day. "What do you want me to say?"

"The truth. About why you lied to me. I went to your college to find you and all I got was someone clearly not you." He said under his calm breath, but despite that, I got a feeling he's angry. What a kid. I didn't know one tiny single lie from a stranger can make him mad.

"Oh, cmon." I rolled my eyes. "It's just a name. You don't even know me."

"But I want to."

I turned to look at him. "Wait, what did you say?"

He growled and pushed me harder against the wall and I accidentally squeaked. Shit. To let one embarrassing squeak already made me feel like I'm a mouse trapped underneath a huge lion of some sort. "You heard what I say."

I frown. "It was an accident, okay? My friend got a flu and she didn't got to go to the session that day. I had to replace her and go get your autograph. But then, you became all gentleman-ly and do you expect me to act? Rude? I wasn't considerally your fan, so appreciate that I only lied to you about my name. And that was for the fun part, actually."

He arch an eyebrow. "The fun part?"

I sighed deeply. "I thought I wasn't gonna see you again after this. Because, seriously. You are a freaking celebrity. I never expect one lie cam lead to this."

"You're really that dumb, aren't you?" He added a chuckled, which boiled my anger to a hundred degree. I spouted, "Excuse me!?"

Sasuke grin and place his face nearer, and I had to sink into the wall to get away from his skin, but failed. I'm solid as heck. He put his forehead against mine and I swear, I had to try not to cringe, despite knowing this guy is gay, and not to mention, gorgeous at the same time!

"Who doesn't want to see a beauty like you after one date?" He said in his deep voice. This is awkward.

"That wasn't a date." I quickly fix it up. He smirk. "Oh, yes it is. And do you know how bad I've been craving to see a babe like you again? I had to claw my way out from hell to get to your college, and thanks to your friend, I got your name, Naruto."

Oh, shit. Now I'm stuttering. "Err...you mean from your manager?"

"Same thing. He blows off when he's mad.i had to find a way to see you, because I need to see you."

Okay, thus guy is freaking me out. "What's your point?"

This raven rolled his eyes and sigh. I can see the drunkards are leaving and the garden is empty now. With both my hands pinned on the wall, we are alone. He whispered put his words carefully and I inwardly cringe. "I like you, Naruto."

"That's ridiculous." I quickly say.

"Don't you ever believe on love on first sight?" He snapped.

"Me?" Really? "Oh, hell no. Are you some sort of a teenaged girl trapped in some hot body?" He frowned.

"Have you ever looked at the mirror?" Sasuke asked. How random.

"Let me go, Sasuke."

"Well that kind of face made me think love in first sight do exist. You're beautiful."

Uhhh..."Okay, yeah." I struggled but his hands were holding mine firmly, and I guess I just have to stay here and handle this nut case. Does he seriously thinks I'm gay? When he failed to look straight to my eyes, he grunt and I think I peed a little. He's annoying me. "I'm not gay, okay? Now let me go!"

He cast a confused and exasperated look on his face and I know he just got dumped. Yeah. That look is priceless. If only I can take a photo of that and sell it on e-bay. Never seen before; Sasuke Uchiha's face after being dumped by a straight-guy. How cool could that be? "Are you seeing someone?" Sasuke asked, still pinning me. Urgh!!!

"No, and this girl is so great but the problem about us not going anywhere about our relationship is because of you! She worshipped you and I can bet a hundred bucks if I get you to see her, she'll pass out." No offense, but Hinata is the kinda girl who can't handle her feelings. Instead, she'll run away to even see Sasuke. I hate to say this, but, I do feel a little bit insecure about myself, especially when I'm in a position where a extremely hot dude is pinning me. This is like a nightmare.

We stared at each other for a while until he crack his lips in a smirk. He does know how to annoy me in one single attempt. This annoying feeling rose from nowhere and now, I remind myself to take a long shower when I get to my home. I'm stained. All credits to this guy. I expect him to say a couple words, instead he lets me go and I can finally feel the blood rushing to the veins in hand. I sure was confused, until he slip his hands around my waist and press together our forehead. My eyes went wide.

"Well, at least that gives me a chance." Said Sasuke, under that killer smile.

"What? You're not gonna leave me alone now?"

He shrugged. "I chase my types. You're on the top list, Naruto. And mind this, I get what I like, okay? And as long I get to track you, I'll just be a few steps away."

Okay, this is way too weird. I raise my hands up defensively and slip out from his brace. Right now, I seriously can't help but cringe. "I need to go."

Sasuke squint his eyes. "Where are you going?"

"To get some drinks."

So, I spun around and try to remember myself the way back to the main room. Of course, Sasuke's tailing me from behind. Under that cap, no one noticed he's the Sasuke Uchiha. I never knew a cap can make good friends with celebrities. I wonder if other celebs do the exact same thing when they're buying the groceries at Wal-Mart. I made a few turns, according to the source of the banging-loud music. I recognized a few faces in this room I'm now at, but I remember I owe him 50 bucks and asking for directions from him might as well result a 50 dollar price for one question. So I sneak into the crowd, in purpose, to lose Sasuke, since he'd been following me around. When I look back, he was exactly behind me with his arms crossed. He winked at me and I glare away. Fine. Follow me like a dog. See if I care.

After a few turns, I clearly know I'm going to the other part of the house, because I can see a massive pool from inside this foreign room. It wasn't there before. Am I at the East Wing? Damnit. "You clearly don't know where you're going, don't you?" I hear that same voice from five minutes ago from my back.

I sagged in defeat. "No."

Sasuke chuckled in victory. He took my hand once again, and I dom't even care anymore. The little amount of space in this house is begging to squeeze me. I just need a drink, perhaps something to drunk me put, and when we neared the bar, I know I had to consume little glasses of shots. I rest my elbow at the island and called Kiba. As expected, I was lead to voicemail. The bartender as for my order, and I say, "Gimme anything with alcohol. I need to smell paradise."

Sasuke took a seat beside me an inched nearer. "Bold move." He turns to the bartender. "Bring me martini on the rocks with three olives." When I heard that, I bit my tongue. "How can you drink martini on rocks?"

I think I accidentally said that one out loud when he turn to my direction and mumbled, "You don't often drink, do you?"

I think I'm gonna zip that one up. I only buy cheap beers from the convenience store and wine from whoever's offering. Truth to say, I don't drink a lot. "Of course I do. It's just weird how you ordered that martini. On rocks. I thought only old people asks that way. Like in the 80's"

Sasuke bursts to laughter and I knew I just humiliated myself. "You're not much of a liar."

I shrugged. "I try the best I could."

After a few shots, I devoured a glass of water to stabilize the alcohol, but I think I'm a bit drunk. I haven't stopped hiccuping from the past ten minutes. I wonder what's Kiba doing.

"Woah, woah, slow down there. Don't get drunk, I don't bring a condom." Sasuke said as he wrap his arms around my back.

I hic. "Let's get on the floor."

"Now?"

"Hurry."

Whatever song they're playing right now is driving me wild. On the dance floor, I danced and giggled and act all crazy while Sasuke stared at me as he tries to get into me. With little space between us, he took this opportunity to lean on me and then I feel large hands massaging my ass. I'm drunk, I know I'm drunk, but since never before, Sasuke molesting my butt is intoxicating. I need more. "Uhnn...don't just touch there." I said, and I grip on his shirt. I need to see him naked.

Sasuke smirked. "You wanna go upstairs. I got a nice bed for us up there." Those words went straight to my cock. I rub our crotches together, but I don't wanna leave yet. I lick his neck and I can see his pale skin burning brighter than red. He slip a hand under my shirt and began touching my nipples. "Umm...Sasuke?"

He was breathing hard, frowning a lot and all that. "Yeah?"

"Kiss me," I said. Sasuke lips his lips and slam his face on mine as we drove into a hot make-out in the middle of the dance floor. He hasn't stopped groping various parts on my body, I teasefully wrap my leg around his waist, and he grunt in pleasure. He thrusts his hips, and I know I'm almost there.

Lust is in his eyes. I can see it. "Let me touch you more, babe." He's drunk. I smiled.

"Mmm...not yet." Yes, not yet. I thrust my tongue into his mouth and try to take control, but he's proving his dominance. I force myself to allow defeat side me, and now, my shirt is nearly reaching up my neck. He's trying to strip me here. But I have something better. While he literally try to rip my shirt off, I took his cap off him and pulled away. That was quick. A girl saw him, saw Sasuke, and screamed, "Oh my God! It's Sasuke!" One screamed lured to a few turns. Not a second later, the screaming of girls overpowered the loud music. Even the DJ freaked out and struggled for his phone. Sasuke is now hovered around by his whole fan.

He cast me an angry look. I think he's cussing at me. I don't care. The room is now packed. There are more coming. I gave him one last look, and this time, I'm so sure I won.

Oh, what a coincidence. I saw Sakura trying to throw herself at the centre of the crowd, and there's Tenten near the pillar, trying to get to see Sasuke. My heart sank when I saw Hinata at the corner of the room. She looks so beautiful! But her eyes are't at me.

I successfully made my way outside and I saw Kiba leaning over some random car with Akamaru sitting at the front boot. He saw me and waved. "What're you doing here?" I asked.

"Got kicked out for bringing poor Akamaru. Hey, what's going inside there?"

I smiled and the picture of Sasuke struggling to get off the floor passed my mind. "Nah, just a part of the party scheme. You know how Sai plans his party."

"Yeah, hey, wanna grab some ramen? I'm hungry." Kiba said, as he press a hand on his stomach. "Akamaru's hungry too. I ran out of dog snacks in my truck."

"Wait, how long have you been here?"

He thought for awhile. "Bout an hour?"

"C'mon. Let's go." I said. Afterwards, we drove around town and had instant ramen in front of a Chinese stall. I thought of sharing my story, but I don't know why I just don't care anymore.