Author's notes: Wow, ummmm. I've been gone for a hella long time, now haven't I? Been completely busy for too long. And realized that I have chapters on my computer that haven't been posted. Sorry that I haven't been updating ANY of my stories. And I'm terrible with long stories anyway. Lack of writing stamina. But I really want to finish this anyway since I already had the whole plotline laid out in my head. It's just going to take longer than I thought. Really sorry to keep everyone waiting. Hopefully more updates soon. ;D

R&R.

Hinata glared moodily at the martini in front of her. Fruity drinks really weren't her thing, but Sakura had insisted on buying her a drink. Not to mention the other matter that was bothering her, taking over her mind. "I don't know what I was doing."

Her pink-haired friend waved her hands in front of her in mock surrender in response to the dark-haired girl's dark scowl. "Jesus, you don't have to be that defensive." she teased. "Besides, objecting is only making you seem like you want him." she commented offhandedly.

Hinata glared at Sakura again.

"I don't."

Sakura twirled the cherry stem from her martini around her finger. "Mmhmm…that's not what it looked like when you were rolling around on his desk like a slut."

"I am not," she growled.

"Meant it as a compliment, hun. I mean, who can blame you?" she whistled. "That was one nice piece of ass."

She didn't know if it was possible for her to hate Sakura any more than she did at that moment. Sakura saw her look of absolute hate and she leaned over to give her a hug. "Cheer up, Hinata. Sasuke Uchiha is a complete whore, and you shouldn't be ashamed at all. He's done it to a bunch of other girls. Just let it go."

Hinata sighed miserably. "Didn't know that I was such easy prey."

"Damn, girl. Loosen up. You look hawt. Uchiha can eat his heart out."

Hinata looked down at what she was wearing. At least that was one thing Sakura was right about. She looked damn hot, best she'd looked all year. Sakura had helped her pick out a tight black minidress that hugged her hips and butt. The top pushed her breast up and clung to her chest. Her back was left bare, as the dress crisscrossed her back down to just above her waistline. Sakura had convinced her to let loose, and she had to admit the "no underwear" policy felt kind of comfortable.

"You look hot." Sakura repeated seriously.

Somehow Hinata still couldn't find the strength to smile.

The last couple of days could have been characterized as the worst of her life.

"Bu-but what if he fires me on Monday?" she asked, upset.

Sakura sighed. "You really need to relax, and I know just the thing to help you."

She motioned the bartender over. "Can you give my friend her two shots of vodka in her martini? Heavy."

"Sure thing."

"Here's to our health. And may god grace us with great sex tonight." Sakura laughed at her own toast and clinked glasses with Hinata. "Right?"

Hinata didn't say anything and downed her glass in one gulp.

Five drinks later and Hinata was feeling a hell of a lot better. She laughed when she saw Sakura coming back from the bathroom and walked over to her friend. Hinata giggled. "Sakura you look funny. You're all tilted and stuff."

Sakura laughed. "No Hinata, I just think you're drunk. Drunk out of your mind. How many drinks have you had?"

"Only five." she pouted childishly.

"My gawd. You're a lightweight." The pink-haired girl looked at her skeptically as she tried to keep from falling over. "Alcohol doesn't agree with you, does it?"

Hinata hiccupped. "This is only the third time I've had alcohol." she counted on her fingers. "Once, I got completely smashed at my best friend's birthday party and she hated me after that because I threw up on her boyfriend. And after that, I swore off alcohol."

The dark-haired girl wondered why Sakura's face was spinning. "You've got to be kidding me. So the second time was with Sasuke…damn girl, we got to find you a place to sit down."

Hinata let herself be led over to a barstool. The room felt extremely hot, and she looked around at the crowded bar. It was packed full of so many people, she didn't know how people were getting out or in. They'd been here for at least two hours just talking. So far she learned that Sakura had moved to the city two years ago after leaving the country for a while. She knew Itachi, and he had gladly given her a job with Uchiha Corporations.

She laughed as she gulped down more of her martini. Was this the sixth? Or maybe the seventh drink she had? Hinata didn't care. For the first time in the last couple of days, she felt nice and bubbly.

Sakura looked at her in surprise as she climbed up on to the bar, but her friend didn't say anything. "This is my favorite song," she explained.

Then, Hinata began to dance. She vaguely heard the hoots and hollers coming from all the guys in the bar, but she tuned them out and let the bubbly feeling overtake her. The dark-haired girl closed her eyes and swayed her hips in time to the beat. The music spun faster and her movements became faster along with it.

A guy in the crowd whistled and Hinata laughed, still drunk, and bent over and flashed the crowd. The dark-haired girl giggled when a man slapped her ass and another groped her thoroughly for a bit.

"You're right Sakura! This bar was such a good idea." she yelled over the roar of the crowd.

Sakura was standing up now. "Hinata, get off! You're drunk!"

"No I'm not!" she screamed back.

"Yes, you are! Now get down!"

Hinata laughed. "Who wants to see me strip?"

Catcalls came from the crowd and she started to untie the knot at her back at the same time Sakura tugged at her ankle to get her to come down. Hinata felt herself falling forward as she lost her balance. Maybe she was drunk. The dark-haired girl flailed her arms helplessly and closed her eyes tightly.

A thump and she felt warm arms instead of the ground that she was expecting to come meet her body. Damn. This is kind of nice actually. Hinata opened her eyes with a flutter, a grateful thank you on the tip of her tongue.

"Hello, Hinata. I didn't know you liked to stand on top of bars and strip." Sasuke Uchiha said sarcastically down to the woman in his arms.

R&R.