Chapter 3: Cruising In The City Lights (ii. Karin)
We finally depart from his hotel, and we're out in the city. The lights are flashing by and imprints neon across the stars, and Sasuke is for once not being a douche bag. He's calm and mellow, but he still has that smirk on his face he won't get rid of. It's like he wants to mock me.

Where'd that smile go, on that gloomy day?

"Are you serious about Chilli's?"
"Your eyes said no, so I picked the cheapest. Not the cheapest, but the less expensive one. Does that bother you?"
"You're not like any female I've met,"
"I don't give a shit if it's cheap. If I really wanted to screw with you about picking the expense, I would. But I'm not. So drop it, Sasuke," I look toward his dark brown eyes. "Stop with that smirk, seriously."
"What smirk?" he smirks again.
"Fine, torture me."
"Why are you being so friendly? You're just going to let your guard down, Karin?"
"Because I- why do you care?" I frown.
"Just curious," People walk past us as he gives a shy smile. The crowd is loud, but it sounds far away from the rest of our little world we've built for just the two of us.

And there we are with his nice bright white Limousine parked in the street like he couldn't give a shit by his precious beauty. Oh hell—is this some sort of trap?

"I quit working for Orochimaru shortly after, by the way. Pay wasn't good and he's kind of like Voldemort from Harry Potter only he's a pedophile and creepier and paler." He changes the subject fast, as it seems he's not interested in much more of what I was going to say.
"What changed your mind?"
"Itachi," He says it cold under his breath.

I remember that time where I could see him crying on the beach in the ocean waves dancing near his feet and trying to lift him up. He was sobbing, which is the first time I've heard out of his mouth that was weak and he could break any moment. It was killing me inside, this happened while obsessed bird guy- what's his name, that needs to grow a backbone already, and Suigetsu were getting ice cream.

I watched the waves pass Sasuke by.

The sunset that day showed remorse, all mixed with bright colors of hot pink and purples and blues.

"What about your brother?"
"He… got sick. Kind of a family curse," He pauses. His eyes are distant, his voice still cold as ice. "I've always wondered.. do you wear your glasses just to hide your face or something?"
"No, to show my intelligence because I'm not a dumbshit and don't fall for tricks like yours."
"You did tonight, Karin,"
Damn. Did he actually just say that with that smartass remark of his? I straighten my shoulders and I blink, give a slight smile and giggle.
This might sound, on this moment, I'm falling in love, in an instant, just like any sappy love story goes. I'm not, I mustn't. I have my rules, and he has his.

Right now, this is "I'm giving information out, and you give yours so I can be on my way back to hitch a cab".

Step number one is to fuck with each other's brains until we get bored.
Step number two is get up and walk to dinner with them because you have nothing better to do.
Step number three is to laugh and smile like you're getting along just fine, and of course, free dinner. It's mostly toward females unless you're gay and want some drink with another man and do manly stuff with him.
I'm thinking Sasuke's good with this, as he's done it so well these years he's learned he's fairly attractive and has a nice smile. Even with gays. I still don't get why woman chase after him. But I chose to ignore my thoughts about him, that are stuck deep in there, shaking it off as soon as he looks in my eyes for that one moment.

"Come with me, Karin, your ride awaits,"
I wouldn't tell him this is the first time I've ridden in a limousine before, so I keep shut and try to act as casual as I can until he figures out that it's something to me.

So in the limousine I sit across from him, and we're both silent for at least 6 minutes until I notice he's staring at something. Maybe his crotch. I wouldn't doubt it.
"Um, Karin…"
His eyes follow my own crotch and I swear I was going to fucking kill him.
"My panties are showing, that's great to hear. Quit staring,"
"It's more than your panties, Karin."
"Wait. Wait, what?" Oh fuck. This isn't going as planned. I cross my legs. Uncomfortable silence. Sasuke's eyes bugging out. My shoulders stiff. It's not like the guy's first time seeing a woman's vagina.
I tap my foot up and down, and smile. Smile to get my mind off this incident but I'm doubting every second of that thought.

He gets a bottle of champagne and shoves it down his throat.

A/N: The Voldemort thing was inspired by NA, really, from the SK fanclub. Now, it's not something that Sasuke would point out, but this is my AU crack fic and Imma do what I want, bitch.

Though I'm a bit afraid this is way too cracked full of shit and OOC. If it is, excuse me while I bang my head against the wall :-)

Wanna know what I'm on? I'm on Sasukarin, you should try it.

Day two so far, so I've written a whole lot. This chapter is bland, and badly and sloppily written, my apologies.