Sasuke and Monique arrived at the front of the club in Sasuke's Mercedes. The couple strolled up to the bouncer and were immediately admitted. Monique smirked at some girls in the long queue outside as she sauntered past them.

"I guess some girls just aren't exclusive enough to be admitted…" Monique murmured audibly.

As the couple entered the club, they heard a voice call out their names.

"Oi, Sasuke! Monique!"

It was the club's owner, Hatake Kakashi.

"Nice to see you could make it tonight. I heard you and Monique are participating in tonight's couple's dance competition," Kakashi said.

"We're not just gonna participate, we're gonna win!" Monique smiled confidently.

After chatting for a while longer, the trio went to the main entrance for the ribbon cutting. Other important business figures were also present for the opening ceremony including the mayor, Tsunade.

Tsunade picked up a golden pair of scissors from a velvet-lined tray.

"It is with pleasure, I open this new establishment!" With one slice she cut through the ribbon.

Tsunade congratulated Kakashi as the press surged forward and cameras clicked.

As Tsunade and Kakashi posed for photos for the press the rest of the guests returned to the club's interior to begin celebrating.

After a while, Sasuke noticed the girls Monique has smirked at had finally entered. As Monique wondered off to the restrooms to fix her make up, he watched them closely. Especially the one with strange pink hair.

"Is it real or fake colouring?" Sasuke thought to himself. "Can't see any different coloured roots… but PINK hair… is that even normal?"

"Omg, I can't believe it took so long to get in!" Sakura complained as she flopped onto a plump cushion in a cosy alcove of the nightclub.

"I know!" Ino flipped her long blonde hair over her shoulder irritably as she eyed the V.I.P.s who had gotten in before them. "My buzz is totally ruined."

After somemore complaining, Tenten and Hinata headed off to the bar to get some drinks.

"Hmm…" Sakura noticed a flyer on the alcove's table. "They have dance competitions tonight! Solo and couples. You wanna try out?"

"Yeah sure. I'll take you down in a solo competition!" Ino grinned.

"Hahaha yeah right!" Sakura playfully swatted at Ino.

"Hey, what's going on?" Hinata and Tenten had returned, passing around a tray of drinks.

Ino and Sakura showed them the flyer. "Cool," Hinata said. "There's a cash prize for champions and even the runner-ups."

"Well I don't know about you guys but I'm signing up," Tenten said. "I could do with some extra cash."

So the girls decided to sign up and sent Sakura to the bar to get some entry forms. As Sakura picked several up from the rapidly decreasing pile of forms, she noticed a dark haired man who was eyeing her from behind his bangs. He continued to stare even as Sakura looked directly back at him.

"Hey… he was with that snobby girl who passed a comment at us when we came in…" Sakura realised. (We/Us meaning Sakura and her friends) "I can't believe he would go out with such a bimbo. But I guess, playboys don't mind much."

After a short staring competition, Sakura just rolled her eyes and walked towards her waiting friends.

"Sheesh."

"Hey forehead-girl," Ino greeted. "What took you so long?"

Sakura sighed at Ino's use of her old childhood nickname but chose to ignore it.

"Did you see that dark haired guy at the bar?" Sakura pointed towards him. "He kept staring at me. It was sooo weird…"

"Poor little Sakura…" Tenten said. "…so unwise in the ways of life." Hinata finished off Tenten's sentence.

The two girls dissolved into laughter. Sakura glared at them feeling silly and confused.

Ino patted Sakura on the back in a kind of comforting yet… mocking manner.

"Don't you get it? He was checking you out baby!"

Sakura sweatdropped.

Ino stuck her tongue out at Sakura. "He's pretty hot you know. Well if you don't want him…"

Sakura immediately shot out a loud "Hey!"

"Ha! So you do like him huh?" Ino grinned evilly.

Sakura's immediate reaction was to whack Ino with a dance competition entry form.

"Shut up and fill in the form," Sakura said, hiding her beet red face behind her own form.

"Ah, don't worry Saku-chan," Ino murmured to herself. "I've already got my eye on someone. A certain boy… the spikey-haired son of my modelling agent…"

Sasuke grinned as he won the staring competition with the pink haired girl.

"Heh, like she ever had a chance," Sasuke thought. "I'm the staring master!" -pulls out staring master certificate- XD

Monique returned and took a seat next to Sasuke. "A Milky Way Martini please!" she told the bartender.

"So," Monique turned towards Sasuke, batting her freshly-mascara-coated eyelashes. "Let's dance!"

The couple made their way to the dance floor and Monique began to 'dance'.

Content Warning: All people with sensitive eyes or stomaches may want to skip this part as Monique's dancing will make you want to hurl! But then again this isn't a movie so there aren't any visuals. Just some text… so you might be ok -kekeke-

Monique began to twist her body, shaking her shoulders and kicking her feet.

"Uh huh, uh huh," Monique began to wave her head around. "Let's move it baby!"

Monique began to dance in circles around Sasuke.

You know what? I'm beginning to feel traumatised, even though this is only text. Must be my overactive visual imagination… T.T

Sasuke began to feel rather afraid of Monique as she continued to dance around him, kicking her feet. When one stiletto-clad foot narrowly missed kicking Sasuke in the balls, Sasuke began to fear for his life. Quickly catching her foot and putting it down on the floor, Sasuke sighed with relief when he saw the bartender put Monique's drink at her seat.

"Oh, your drink's ready honey!" Sasuke bodily dragged Monique over to the bar and pulled her into her seat.

Monique looked at Sasuke with a 'uh, right…' expression at his sudden strange actions but nevertheless she complied and sipped her martini.

"Mm, this is good…" Monique said. "But not as good as Monique moves right? -wink-"

Sasuke wasn't sure how to reply. Did Monique really believe that was even called dancing? It seemed more like a 'castrate Sasuke with your stiletto' ritual to him.

"We're definitely gonna win the couples dance competition," Monique said, not noticing the uncertain expression on Sasuke's face.

Sasuke could have started crying at that moment. He didn't want to be near Monique when she was dancing ever again. His manhood was too precious to him to risk. But he couldn't back out of the competition. He's promised Kakashi that he would grace the opening night of the club with his legendary dance skills. And Kakashi was a good friend, he couldn't let him down.

Sasuke sighed deeply, rubbing his temples.

"Could I have a gin and tonic please?" Sasuke asked the waiter as he proceeded to get very drunk. How else could he get through the night?

The girls walked up to the bar and slipped their entry forms into the submission box.

Sakura noticed the dark haired man was no longer watching her and appeared to be sobbing into his gin and tonic while protectively clutching his groin. His girlfriend seemed not to notice his apparent depression and was sipping a milky drink while having a chat about the distillation process of gin with the bartender.

"Well," Tenten said. "Let's have a warm up for competition."

The girls began to dance lightly to the pumping beat. All 4 girls were quite good dancers but Sakura stood out. As Sasuke nursed his drink, from the corner of his eye he saw the pink haired girl begin to move with the DJ's music.

Sakura swayed her hips slightly to the slowing beat of the music. As the beat suddenly leapt to a rapid extreme Sakura began to really get into it.

"If only I could get Pinky here to replace Monique I would have a chance to keep my manhood safe from damned high-kicking stilettos. I might even win if Pinko were my dance partner," Sasuke thought. "But I guess I couldn't get Monique to let Pinky replace her. And Pinky is a total stranger." Sasuke groaned as he realised he would definitely become a eunuch tonight unless by some miracle Monique wouldn't dance again.

Suddenly Monique let out a loud groan.

"Owweee!"

She ran off towards the restrooms, clutching her stomach.

Ooo, why is Monique running off to the bathroom? Will she have to step down and let Sakura replace her in the dance competition? Is she PREGNANT with Sasuke's child?

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