Recap: Someone barged in on Mai when she was…erm…shall we say, 'busy'?

I glanced up briefly at the shadow in the doorway and went back to the task at hand. The nameless waiter was still straining towards me and I dipped my head once again. My lips were a centimeter away when I was suddenly pulled off the bed against someone's chest. I struggled to get back to (let's call him Fred) Fred, but I was hampered by the fact that my attacker had pinned me to him. I lashed out as Fred got up to drag me away from whoever it was. The person who had dragged me away, tried to pull me back again, but I held on tightly to Fred and wouldn't let go. Fred drew back his arm to punch but another hand shot out and caught the fist.

"Mai. Mai! It's me, Naruto! Jeez, stop fighting me. Cripes! Sasuke, pull that waiter away from her. I can't get her away with her clinging like this!" The words penetrated my brain and my arms loosened enough that Naruto was able to drag me away.

"Naruto," I whispered hoarsely. "What's happening to me? Why do I feel like if I don't kiss him, I'll die?" I clutched at his shirt and buried my face in his chest. God, what was wrong with me? This wasn't me at all! I'd fantasized about this kind of thing, but I'd never actually do it. WHAT HAD THEY PUT IN MY DRINK?! What had they spiked it with to make me lose myself this completely?

In the background I hurt the meaty sound of fist hitting face. A loud groan and then silence filled the room.

"That's enough Sasuke, let's just get her home," said Naruto softly. "I've never seen her this scared before.

"You go ahead with her, Naruto," came Sasuke's deep voice. "I'm going to figure out what happened."

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I remember being carried back to the apartment, but that's pretty much all. Naruto set me on a bed. Whose it was I didn't know. All I know is that the second he left the room, the most unimaginable pain coursed through my body. It was like fire, no, knives, both, I don't know, but it hurt, God it hurt. I tried not to scream. The pain raced through my body, coursed through my blood. I felt I would go crazy if it didn't stop.

I heard a door close and voices talking, and I couldn't hold it in anymore. I piercing scream climbed up my throat and was set free from my mouth. I don't know how long I screamed, one minute? A year? All I knew was that if I didn't let the pain out some how, I'd explode. The first scream ended and I paused long enough to draw breath before letting another scream chase the first one.

"Mai! Mai, what's wrong?" Naruto's voice? Sasuke's? I couldn't tell, the pain was too much, it was all I could concentrate on.

"Make it stop! Oh please, please make it stop, make it stop!" I sobbed, curled up in a little ball.

"Sasuke, what's wrong with her?" came a worried voice.

I stopped screaming. I was simply too tired. All I could do was whisper "Please," over and over again.

"Please, please, please, please."

"Lee, get on the bed with her. Hold her as close to you as you can." Another voice. Who's?

I felt someone get on the bed and pull me against their chest. The pain lessened considerably, and I drew in huge gulps of air as tears rolled down my face.

"The bartenders put pheromones in all the drinks to get people in to the mood. It says so on the door several times. The pheromones make the drinker extremely sensitized to a certain member of the staff," Sasuke's voice filled the room. "I don't know what Ino was thinking when she took Mai there, but it was really dangerous. She knows Mai is sensitive towards drugs. She feels the effects one hundred times more acutely than any other person. The pheromones were only supposed to make her a little horny and make her slightly uncomfortable if she didn't touch male skin."

The arms around me tightened. "What can we do?" came Lee's soft voice. "If we leave, she'll start hurting again."

"Isn't it obvious?" Gaara, I think. "We're going to have to stay with her until the effects of the drug wear off."

"How long until it does?" asked Neji. Lee shifted and I crunched up tighter into a ball as the pain came again. I whimpered, unable to hold it in.

"Shh, shh," Lee whispered. "I'm here, I'm right here, don't worry."

"About an hour, if the individual doesn't have sex."

"So she'll be this way for what? Four days?" asked Kiba. "Jeez."

"It'll be easier if more people sleep next to her." Lee, again. "The bed's big enough. Why don't we all spend the night here? That way, there's a better chance of her touching someone if one of us rolls the other way."

Murmurs of agreement, clothing falling to the floor, the mattress shifting… all of this while I was held gently in Lee's arms.

Then a soft whisper, "That has got to be uncomfortable. Lets get that make-up off and find her something softer to sleep in."

Gentle hands washed my face and stripped me of the tight dress. The garter-belt was slipped off. The chopsticks were removed and someone took a brush and ran in through my hair. My panties were also removed (You couldn't wear a bra with that dress) and a soft cotton T-shirt was slid over my head. I didn't care that they'd undressed me. I only cared that the pain had stopped and they had helped me.

I fell asleep sandwiched between two warm bodies, held with two sets of arms. I sighed happily and drifted off.

To be continued…