Meeting in the dark
by mse123
Loud music. Short dresses. Heavy make-up. Shreaks. Jumping. Kissing. Smoking. Hiding in corners. Hips moving. Money. Drinks, countless of them. This are, for sure, necessary elements of a respectful club.
"If only their moves would equal their IQs." mutters grumpily Sakura, a tenth-grader with shoulder-length pink hair which in the dark light of the club seems red and green eyes just like the freshest grass of the vibrant spring. Her white dress flows to the floor like a sea of clouds, tracing her petite body.
"Oh, come on, Forehead. Don't ruin the mood!" says Ino, her best friend whose long blonde hair is now waving on her back, complimenting her purple molded dress which, in Sakura's opinion, is too short for her own good. The pink haired looks at her with a bored expression on her spotless face.
"If you are going to be a motherfucker and be like this all the night, I'm not going to stay with you! I need to find my Romeo, you know?"
"Don't you have Sai?" Sakura asks arching her eyebrow.
"Me and Sai are over. I'm going before any bitch steals my man. Bye!" Ino disappears in the wild croud.
"But you don't have a man." adds the green eyed girl, but the other doesn't hear her in the powerful lyrics of a song that invades the crowded room.
She sighs, knowing that this is going to be for sure a long night. Only if Ino doesn't get drunk really quickly and she will need to take her alcohol-smelling body to her house. Now, that idea isn't that bad. Sakura heads to the bar, ordering the handsome guy a vodka. Part one, checked. Her eyes analyze the chamber, but no sign of a lascivious blonde-haired dancer.
"Oh God, where the hell can she be?"
Suddenly, she hears from her back a seductive, yet gentle voice, which recognizes it as Ino's. She doesn't have to turn around to know where or, better said, what is her friend doing. She curses angrily and takes a big gulp of the transparent liquid. Her throat burns like she swallows fire.
"Is that your friend?" She moves her head to see the possessor of such a baritonal, of such a sexy voice. Her eyes meet the tall figure of a black haired guy. His eyes are the darkest chocolate ever possible and he is wearing a white T-shirt covered by a black leather jacket and skinny jeans. She blushes at such a godly appearance, but manages to answer his question.
"Y-yes…"
"She is not going to be back soon, you know."
"Nothing new."
He smirks. Does he even realize that even a smirk would kill any girl? No exception is the one in front of him, whose ears are now covered in a hot red.
"Are you in highschool?" she asks shyly.
"No. First year in university."
"Really?" she asks a little disappointed. "Which one?"
"Economics." he answers shortly. "Sasuke."
"Oh, um…I'm Sakura. Is nice to meet you." Her lips form a large smile.
"Highschool, right?"
"From where did you know?"
"You are small even on heels."
"Well, excuse me for being born like this!"
"I excuse you. Second thing, nobody from university holds a glass of alcohol."
"Why?"
"Because they drink it instantly, of course."
"You're quite a sharp one, eh?" she says jokingly.
"Hn." He smirks again.
They stop speaking for a period of time, letting the music feel their pounding ears.
"Aren't you sick of this place?" he questions, breaking the silence between them.
"Well, if I'm sincere, I am."
"Good. Let's go." He takes her little hand in his, guiding her to the exit.
"W-wait! Where are we going?"
"You. Me. Date. Elegant restaurant." are his last words before leaving the tremendous noise.
A/N: This is for fluffy1hothanyoulover! Thank you for the review!