BELLYRING

Beep. Beep. Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!

Good Morning Konoha! Today is Saturday. The time is 7:30 a.m. And for today's announcements…

Auuurghh…why does my head hurt so effin' bad…?

Sakura pressed a cold hand to her burning forehead. She was acutely aware of the blankets twisting around her body. Every individual fiber contributing ache and pain to her already sore body.

Oh, God. How much did I drink last night?

Sakura then pressed a hand to her stomach, which was throbbing with pain.

Why does it hurt so much?? Oh, my God. Am I pregnant?!

Sakura opened weary eyes and winced as her fingers pressed on the sore skin of her stomach. She sat up and almost screamed from the pain.

WHAT IN THE WORLD IS GOING ON?!

Sakura lifted the hem of her shirt, which reeked of alcohol, glanced at her stomach, and screamed.

There staring back at her with all its shiny glory was a belly ring.

"OH, MY GOD!!" She screamed again.

Sakura fell back onto her bed, her breathe coming out in wheezes. With trembling hands she picked up her phone and pressed number one on her speed dial.

"Urghh…hello?" Ino asked groggily.

"INO! WHAT HAPPENED TO ME!" Sakura screamed hysterically; another wave of pain washed over her.

"Sakura? Why are you screaming so loud? You're not the only one with a hangover…urghh what time is it?" Ino semi-yelled.

"Ino, help meeee!" The pain was nauseating.

"Sakura, I don't know what you're complaining about…it doesn't look too bad." Ino commented an hour later as she inspected the source of Sakura's pain.

"If you were in my position you would know EXACLTY what I'm complaining about!" Sakura snarled. They were currently standing in front of Sakura's lengthy mirror observing the new piece of body ornament.

"Okay, okay, but…it wasn't my fault!" Ino said.

"I don't care whose fault it is! I just wanna know when this'll stop hurting!" Sakura complained.

"Ummm…if I'm correct…I think about a year to heal…," Ino offered.

"A year?! A whole goddamn year!" Sakura wailed.

Of all the crazy thing I could've done when I was drunk! It had to be this!!

"Wait, this really isn't so bad," Ino said, her eyes widening with a sudden idea.

"No more, Ino. I've had enough of your crazy ideas." Sakura muttered. She lay back on the bed, muffling a whimper as pain shot through her stomach.

"No, wait. Sakura…you remember those girls that the guys have been interested in lately?"

"Of course, how could I not notice? They're beautiful." Sakura murmured. After nearly five years of meeting Sasuke she still hadn't managed to get one date out of him!

And I'm already seventeen! Ino's so goddamn lucky! She and Shikamaru are finally together…

"But did you notice anything besides their "beauty"? Ino asked using air quotes. Sakura shook her head. "Hellooo? Sakura, they all had belly rings too!" Ino exclaimed. Sakura's eyes widened.

"Really?"

"CHH…DUHH!"

"So…what's the big deal?" Sakura asked, still confused as to why Ino was bringing this sour subject up.

"Did you ever wonder why the guys have been returning to that whore house every night since those girls came?!" The "guys" consisted of Sasuke, Naruto, Kiba, Shino, Lee, and basically all the single ninja of Konoha.

"Umm…,"

"Hello??? They can all belly dance! And those belly rings just make it even better! With you're belly ring you just might be able to charm Sasuke!" Ino said punching the air, triumphing over her brilliant idea.

"Hmm…you're right. This isn't such a bad thing." Sakura mused.

"And you're going to take advantage of it!" Ino decreed.

The guys sat on tatami mats sipping on beer. Surprising, no?

The guys were very excited. All week their new hangout had been advertising a new dancer. They could hardly contain themselves, save for Sasuke and Shino. But that's hardly a surprise!

"C'mon, already!" Kiba whooped. He slammed his tankard down on the round table they all sat at. Cheers and catcalling joined him from the other tables and half naked girls giggled as they served more beer. Sasuke rolled his eyes and smirked. The "only" reason he came along every night was because he knew that when they left to go home at one in the morning they would all need a place to sleep. Sasuke was very good at containing his alcohol, Shino, too; so both offered their homes as an infirmary as they slept off their stupors and hangovers; or so they say. Anyways it didn't hurt to enjoy the dancers perform.

Suddenly the lights dimmed and upbeat music - played by cultural musicians in the corner- initiated. Cheers and yells of glee sounded as the curtains parted and the usual dancers began to enter and dance, gyrating their hips to the beat.

A lone dancer clad in a simple skirt, a cropped top to displaying perfectly chiseled abs, and balancing a soft, white veil over her face, showing only her eyes, was revealed from the midst of the other dancers. She danced with perfect rhythm, her hips captivating the gaze of every man there.

"Yeah!" Naruto cheered pounding the table. The others followed his behavior. Kiba looked at the look on Sasuke's face and whooped with laughter.

The Uchiha's face was even paler than usual, save for the extreme blush spreading over his cheeks. His mouth opened and closed slightly and his eyes were glued to the flexible figure of that new dancer. His fingers gripped his beer bottle.

The dancer sensing the extra special attention of the only sober man in the house danced her way to him. Her moves were innocent and exotic and somehow she moved only for him. Her arms sweeping up gracefully and the many bangles on her arms clinking together as they fell sounded like heavenly bells to Sasuke's ears. Sensually, she swept one arm around his neck and leaned into him breathing lightly on his lips. The Uchiha could hardly contain his hormones as he gazed into the oh so familiar emerald eyes.

"Sakura…," Sasuke whispered mortified.

Sakura giggled lowering her veil just slightly so only Sasuke could see her face. Then she replaced the veil and wiggled her hips tauntingly in his face, the perfect opportunity for him to see the shining belly ring jingle in time to the music.

Sakura winked at him and returned to the middle of the other dancers and the house cheered as they retreated behind the curtains.

"Wow, Sasuke! That new girl is totally digging you!" Naruto yelled.

"Dude, you're one lucky bastard!" Kiba put in. And the night continued with Sasuke silently brooding over Sakura's new found activity and the guys complimenting him on his new 'eye candy.'

And just like routine, at one a.m. the guys, under the influence, walked rowdily to Sasuke's house, the sober ones their only support.

Sasuke had only managed to get all the guys locked in one room, finally asleep, and Shino in the living room, when he returned to his master bedroom.

He fell into bed exhausted and for the billionth time his thoughts trailed back to Sakura's new ornament. Coincidentally, the phone beside his bedside table began to ring. Sasuke picked it up on the third ring.

"Hello," Sasuke said hoarsely into the phone.

"Good morning, Sasuke," An awfully cheerful voice chirped on the other end. Sasuke's fingers tightened on the phone.

"What, Sakura?" He asked.

"Oh, I was just wondering what you thought of my performance last night." She said, unembarrassed and straight to the point. He heard a giggle in the backround and knew it could only belong to Ino.

"What of it?" Sasuke asked, monotonously.

"Oh…ummm..," Sakura mumbled….finally at a loss for words.

"What's he saying?" Ino asked from beside her. Sakura covered the mouthpiece with her hand.

"I don't think he's very interested, Ino." Sakura retorted.

"Are you kidding me? Give me the phone!" And before Sakura could stop her Ino grabbed the phone from her hands and barked into the phone.

"Don't you dare lie, Uchiha! Tell me the truth! You liked it didn't you?!" Sasuke glared at the phone in disgust.

"I could care less with what Sakura does to her body." He answered coldly.

"What…? But then…why have you and the others been going to that awful whore house for the past week?" Ino asked…shielding the phone from the still struggling Sakura.

"Because," The cold voice began, "we were assigned a mission. Those dancers are wanted by the Village of the Mist for smuggling and thievery."

"Are you serious?" Ino asked, staring intently at the wall opposite her. But her only answer was the dial tone of Sasuke hanging up on her.

"Well, what did he say?" Sakura demanded.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Sakura! Sasuke wasn't interested in those girls at all! They were just a mission!" Ino said timidly, holding tight to the phone almost for protection.

"….What?!" Sakura shrieked. She pulled at her hair in frustration and plopped down on her bed.

"Great! Just great!" She yelled at her ceiling. "This was just a total waste of time!"

"Sakura," Ino said, reassuringly.

"Now, I have to wait one whole year to take this stupid thing off!" Sakura yelled glaring at the thing.

And Sakura knew she'd be in for a year of pain.

A/N:

ugh. wasn't feeling it with this chapter. and it didn't help that i didn't get much reviews..

and i know i was exaggerating about the pain of getting a bellyring. so for those that believed me..getting a bellyring doesn't really hurt as much as you think...and as much as sakura said it did during this chapter.