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Recommended Song: - Songs are important in this chapter, listen while reading-

Sakura and the two guys dancing: Sean Paul – Give it up to me

Sakura and Gaara dancing: Sean Paul – Cry baby cry

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-A Night to Remember-

-16-

"Just like she asked, guys!" Tenten whispered with a sly smile.

"B-But… what if he skins us?" Kiba said searching over his shoulders as if a hand would grab him at any moment.

Tenten rolled her eyes and grabbed his wrist. Pale Hyuga eyes narrowed at the contact, but kept tamed. He simply watched from beside the brunette, who had let small curls hang from her buns.

The group of four, including Choji, who was attacking a packet of pork scratchings he salvaged from the bar, headed for the seated area. The back of the circular booths were padded with red velvet and several people were already sitting in the seats, talking to one another with crazy grins.

"Gaara!" Tenten chirped as she approached. Said red-head opened one eye from his seat on the end of the joint seat which encircled the large table. "Come to the bar with us! You need a drink to sit with us!" She winked and laughed at his baffled expression.

"Sabaku" Greeted Neji who had made his way to her side, arms crossed.

"Hyuga" Gaara replied with a short nod. Tenten crinkled her nose at the dull method of acknowledgment and shook her head.

"Come on guys! It's a party, loosen up!" She ordered, hands resting on the top of the cropped jeans she wore, with torn cuts in dangerous places on her thigh. She wore a low cut, halter neck top with red and black Chinese dragons entwined together around her body.

"You might even get on with them!"

Gaara blinked and remembered her words. Why not? As she said, he may find they are better company than he had thought. Besides that fact, Sakura was talking animatedly to Hinata who nodded and managed to bravely reply in long sentences.

He stood up and unfolded his arms as a sign that he would follow them. Tenten grinned like a maniac and spun around to walk to the bar. Neji followed behind next to Gaara. Both had blank expressions and walked with their hands in their pockets.

"Wah! They are so hot!" A little blonde loudly stated, in a skimpy dress, which would rise to the edge of her butt with every step she took. Tenten looked over to her eyeing the two guys up and felt anger rise in her.

'As if I'd let her try anything on Neji!' She thought defiantly, then remembered. 'As if they would let her try anything in the first place' Now she felt kinda lame. 'Come on Tenten! Just as Temari asked! The plan! That's what counts!'

Flashback

The large group entered the building, some looking around in awe, while others inspected with a keen eye. Naruto took Hinata's hand, making the poor girl turn several shades of red, and dragged her off to an area close to the dance floor, but with blocked views of other tables.

The group followed, some in dance, wiggling hips and heads, while others simply walked… like robots. Sakura was one in mid-dance when she noticed Temari dragging a tired looking male behind her.

"Tem!" She yelled attracting the blonde's attention. "How are you guys?" A sly grin rose to embarrass the blonde.

"F-Fine Sakura!" the blonde blushed sensing she knew something. A memory flashed in her mind of when she placed a hand on Shikamaru's leg just as a bike flew past. Damn it, she knew.

"You know…" Sakura began once more. "Shikamaru's kinda like your toy boy! He is younger after all!" Sakura giggled sending a calculating look to Shikamaru, who wasn't listening much. She turned to see fire burning in Temari's eyes and felt her cue to leave. "Ah! C-ya!" She giggled running off to follow Naruto.

"Damn her!" Temari hissed looking around to figure out method of payment. She noticed Tenten nudging Neji as they walked with a giggle playing on her lips. "Tenten!" She yelled making her way over to the girl, who looked quite frightened, yet curious.

She hadn't talked much to the bun, weapon's mistress, but she knew she was trustworthy and pretty kick ass at times. "Temari-san?"

"Gya! Less of the san, we need to get even with Sakura!" She ordered with a grin.

Tenten remembered how Sakura had pushed her into Neji when they met. Although it was the reason they began talking and dating each other, she was plenty embarrassed about the incident. "I agree!"

"Here's what we do…" Temari started, leaning into the girl who listened curiously.

End Flashback

Thus, operation Get-Sakura-Hammered began. Getting the pinkette drunk would make her become quite a fool and they hoped that her bodyguard, the one Tenten cleverly removed from her side, would be told some sort of feelings from the pinkette. It was obvious to those around her. Yet she seemed a little defiant about these feelings and kept them under control.

"What you having Gaara?" She asked the red-head only to find a group of four girls following the two boys, who were following Tenten. She raised an eyebrow to the girls who took her for a fool, obviously assuming that four against one would win.

They scoffed at her and began to laugh threateningly, effectively riling the brunette up. She reached for her belt, where she had hid some kunai for just such an emergency, but felt two hands on her wrists. She looked up to see Neji holding her thin arms with a small smirk. He pulled her hands away from the weapons she almost had reached for and spun her around to face the bar, where a man in sleek black clothes was waiting for their order. She huffed and pouted up at him, being rewarded with a small kiss in the corner of her lips.

The newly arrived Kiba and Choji both looked at each other and grinned at the two, taking their place on each of Gaara's sides. "Hey Gaara!" They yelled over the top of the thumping music.

oOo

"I think he w-went with Neji-nii-san to get a d-drink Sakura-chan" Hinata told the pinkette who was kneeling on the cushioned seat to look over the top of the crowd for the red-head. She felt anxious, and with the amount of skimpy outfits and gorgeous girls, she couldn't blame herself. She blamed his previous actions for making her tightly closed seal peel open to release a bunch of unknown feelings.

"Oh… okay. He'll be fine then…" She admitted sitting back down. Still, uneasiness wasn't so quick to disappear.

A fizzy, green drink was pushed in front of her, making her jump and look up to the smirking girl with a long blonde ponytail. "Here forehead!"

"Pig? What is it?"

"Just a little something this bar is famous for…" She grinned, sipping on her own. The pink-haired girl, who hadn't removed her leather coat yet, looked up with suspicion in her eyes. "Come on forehead! Can't handle it?" She taunted, making Sakura snatch the drink and take a sip.

Ino's smile lifted ever so slightly, as she held her own drink, which wasn't half as strong as Sakura's. This little plan would be fun! Sakura coughed and looked up to Ino, licking her lips. "I-It's good!" She said forcing back a shiver from the strength of the drink.

Ino laughed and paused when she looked out over the crowd. Studying her eyes, Sakura found a hidden feeling being kept back. She followed her line of vision, being blocked by the crowds of people grinding against one another to the beat of the music.

Neon lights shone in different corners of the room, leaving the large area mostly black with the odd colour running around the walls in a pattern. Stranger colours began to glow from within the reach of the girls who danced with their drinks, making the odd cocktails shine different colours from around the floor. The music resonated within her body, making it feel as if her heart beat had doubled within her chest.

A small area dispersed giving Sakura a small view of the bar area, where Neji held Tenten, whispering in her ear. She faintly recognised Kiba and Choji talking loudly to the red-head in the middle. So Ino was looking at Kiba? Well, it was time for Sakura to get those two on speaking terms once more. Also using that reason as an excuse to make the four girls, who were hanging around the boys, leave them alone.

Jumping up from her seat, Sakura grabbed Ino's wrist and, ignoring her questions, led her towards the boys. Once they arrived, she forced her way past the last three people and came face to face with a blonde girl, who was trying to warn Sakura through looks.

"Back off… first come first served around here" She taunted in a girlish voice. The other three girls looked over their shoulders to send Sakura and Ino the same look but the two girls ignored it.

"Then follow your own rules and take a hike. They came with us" Sakura said pushing the girl away and standing in front of the guys, who had turned at the sound of Sakura's voice. "Hey guys. What you doin'?" She asked knowing exactly why they were there.

"The usual!" Kiba replied with a toothy grin, which died down after noticing Ino behind Sakura.

"You won't mind if we join you then, huh?" Sakura asked with a smile which told Kiba she was planning something. But he didn't seem to care. He hadn't talked to the blonde in a while, and needed to hear her voice again.

"Not at all!" He said a little desperately, not breaking the eye contact with Ino.

Gaara knew all to well Sakura's motive. He didn't make any move to go along with whatever she was planning but stood by her with the decisions she made. Just like he had done with Neji and Tenten.

"Hey Gaara! Wanna dance?" Sakura asked sending him a mischievous look.

Every decision… except that one.

"I don't dance, Haruno" He replied taking a drink of the smooth brown larger.

"Come on! You're dressed the part!" She protested grabbing his shirt in a nip to prove her point.

"Neither are you" He countered motioning to the leather coat which was still secure around her body.

Pouting up at his smirking face, she let her hand grab he zip and pull it down the length of her upper body, separating the black leather material. She pulled it apart and dragged the coat from her arms, then tossed it to the bartender who was handily next to them, also staring in awe.

"Look after it for me!" She said over the music before looking back to Gaara. "Now I am" She grinned at her accomplishment. She had effectively caught his attention in a way which made her feel above all the other women in the room. Gaara Sabaku did not look at girls like that.

A tiny red dress adorned her body, falling delicately over her round, deriere with spaghetti straps and low cut material. It had a black, frill surrounding the V shaped cut making her chest the main attraction. At first glance, Gaara noticed her breasts to be quite large. No, not overly large that would question if they were real or not, but a decent size to get attention. The frill only enhanced this fact. Small black heels matched the frill and also showed a decent amount of leg.

The guys watched Sakura with raised eyebrows; the girls from behind them didn't look very friendly at the moment, yet they couldn't make any move to keep an eye on the four who didn't have pleasant thoughts right now. Then again, the guys surrounding the group, including the three within the group, didn't have innocent thoughts right now.

'I could think of some uses for legs like those…' Shukaku growled in Gaara's head.

The interruption snapped Gaara back to reality. After scolding his demon, he decided on addressing her. "I don't dance" He answered. He hadn't ever danced in the way the current dance floor was moving. Heck, he hadn't danced ever before. Confidence hadn't been an issue before, but seeing his desire standing in front of him looking like a minx, wanting to dance seriously took him of guard.

"Fine" Sakura stated, feeling let down. "Then, I'll find another partner…" she turned and headed for the dance floor, where the girls were breathing a sigh in relief. Some men happened to have heard the conversation and offered their services, wanting nothing more than to dance with the cotton-candy haired beauty.

"Gaara…" Choji said, making the red-head turn on him. "…should have said yes"

Honestly? He wasn't an idiot, but he would seriously like to see the fat ass do a better job of keeping a rational mind in front of her when she looked like that. "Hn" He simply replied, leaning back against the bar to watch for any wrong moves.

Sakura felt disgusted by the amount of men who came over, pleading her to dance. She had said yes to two guys who came over first, and were thankfully, decent enough and didn't smell like they had just been outside for a quickie.

They began slowly, swinging their hips to the music and getting into the song. Ino kept coming over with strange drinks like the last, which she would drink with no protest, and begin to feel the music even further. Around half an hour later, she realised that she didn't have to drink the four strange mixtures so fast. Or at all.

Her head started to pound along with the music and her eyes closed in concentration with the steps. The two men had been keeping at a safe distance from Sakura, with the occasional move where they would brush against her, but back away once more. She was thankful they didn't rush her into any strange movements and seemed to just want to dance with her, but the moment she closed her eyes, feeling herself fall into the beat, they took it as an invitation to get closer. Very close.

One of the guys had his hand resting on her waist, pulling her back into his chest, which wasn't too bad in Sakura's opinion. The other hand was holding her left wrist around his neck while the other guy worked his magic from the front. He too, had a hand on her opposite hip, while holding her free hand against his chest. She felt herself blush when the man behind her deepened his movements and began to grind like the rest of the dancers.

This was too uncomfortable. She didn't even know the men to feel remotely pleased about what was happening. She hadn't even been out to a club before, but felt as if she had fitted in with the music perfectly. Now, she was wishing she knew how to get out of this predicament.

On cue, a firm hand grabbed the man behind her and pulled him from the girl. Another hand hooked over her shoulder and pushed the man in front of her backwards. Once the men had stopped stumbling backwards they looked to glare at the guy who now held the pinkette. He sent one sharp look to both men making them walk backwards, and turn to walk away, clearly annoyed.

Sakura's nerves were now on a high. The unknown man was holding her instead of the two, one hand in front of her hip, pulling her back into a firmer chest, while the other hand rested across her stomach, also pulling her against the man. She felt herself breathing harder and couldn't loosen the grip to turn and identify the man.

A chin rested in her neck and hot lips whispered in her ear, making her both nervous and excited. "Relax… you invited me" He chuckled in her ear making her smile slightly.

"What if the invite had run out?" She asked, hooking her hand in the one resting on her stomach.

"Doesn't seem like it did" He replied, separating his fingers to hold onto her own.

She giggled and hooked her other hand upwards, around his neck where she held him against her.

Over by the table, the group watched with open mouths and shocked eyes. "Guys… do you see what I see?" Naruto asked in wonder, while Hinata blushed at the pair of dancers.

"Holy crap! I can't look!" Temari yelled, not breaking her eye contact.

"So don't" Shikamaru said by her side rolling his eyes. Not that he wasn't shocked by the pair.

"Holy cow! Go Gaara!" Naruto yelled with a fist in the air.

"No! That's my kid brother!" Temari said. She looked away eventually with a grin. "Not that I'm no happy, but I don't wanna watch that!" She said finally with a chuckle.

Neji and Tenten watched from their own dance spot, which was closer to the bar. She had successfully dragged him away from his drink and got him to dance with her. He was nervous at first but eventually warmed to her, stroking her bare skin making her blush. The moment Gaara had stormed past them; they paused to watch what had the red-head pissed off. It all made sense once he threw the guys from Sakura and took control.

Kiba and Choji were wolf whistling and yelling obscene things from the bar while Ino cheered for the two as if they could hear.

She felt his hips roll against hers, and his hands led her along for the ride putting him in control. She rested her head on his chest and enjoyed the feeling of being so close to the disconnected guy. A blush rose to her cheeks when his hands began to wonder and explore her skin. The hand which has rested on her hip travelled downwards across her thigh, while the other dragged across her stomach.

Unconsciously, she felt her hand tracing his own as it travelled over her red dress while the other rubbed his neck encouragingly. Several dancers around the two began to slow and watch the two newbie's being openly intimate.

Sakura felt her breath shorten to match the speed of his own, so they ended up panting with each other. Gaara, on the other hand, was having a hard time controlling himself. He had been taking notes from the dancers closer to the bar and the moment the two guys had gone too far, he intervened. He suddenly decided that maybe dancing with her wasn't so bad at all. He enjoyed the feel of her pressed up against him.

A hand began to wonder up her body, leaving her own stationary against her stomach. Nails traced up her body, becoming dangerously close to her cleavage yet his finger tips never touched the skin his nails traced. Eventually, his hand slowly turned her head to the side, giving him enough room to rest his nose against the skin of her neck, where he breathed in her alluring scent. His hand still held her neck possessively keeping it still against his body. Although she couldn't see him, he had a perfect view of the reactions her face made, so he decided to experiment with her.

He rubbed his nose against the skin slowly and watched her breath hitch while her eyes hooded. Her body was becoming limp against his and he went all out, tracing his tongue across her neck before nipping the skin with his teeth. Her eyes rolled backwards making them close tightly and her heart beat faster. Her face was flushed sweetly and her hand was now grabbing a fist full of red hair.

The hand on her neck could feel her pulse beating harder with every passing second and he could felt he demon within him chuckling lowly, sending waves of pleasure through his body. His lower abdomen began to burn a pool of heat which made it lower down in his body. This game was becoming dangerous.

At last, the song ended and some couples split apart while others continued to dance to the next tune. Gaara thought it wise to stop now before his attraction became painfully obvious. He grabbed her wrist and spun her to follow him off the dance floor. He didn't fail to notice the wide eyed spectators from the table Naruto sat at or the wolf whistles which were now within listening distance.

'Damn it!'

Deciding that the bar would have far less questions, he led her over to lean against the sleek wooden surface. And noticed her blush hadn't faded since they danced. A smirk became apparent on his lips from the feat. Some men who had been openly watching looked away when they made eye contact. That was right; they knew she wouldn't be dancing with them any time soon.

"G-Gaara?" Kiba asked cautiously as the red head took a seat beside the pinkette who was unusually quiet.

Ino waddled over and shoved another drink under Sakura's nose, which Gaara eyed in curiously. She giggled when Sakura snatched it and sipped the drink until the glass was almost empty. Her eyes began to feel heavier with each mouthful and the drink was snatched from her before she would finish the mixture. "Gaara!" She whined trying to retrieve the cocktail. He sniffed it and immediately felt nauseous. How strong were these drinks? He was surprised she wasn't already on her back.

He looked over to where Ino had walked of to and noticed her talking with his grinning sister. They planned something. Standing up, he looked over to see Sakura placing a hand on her own head while the other kept her balanced thanks to the bar.

"Kiba" Gaara said making the brunette look over with wide questioning eyes. "Watch her" He said moving away from the area towards his sister and her date. "Temari" He said when he arrived. Shikamaru's eyes opened to watch Gaara and he smirked.

"Busted Temari" He said with glee while the blonde sent him a shrill glare.

"What have you been giving Sakura?"

"Jeez, loosen up! It's a party! Besides, she was having fun" She winked at him and didn't fail to notice the tiny blush in his features as he continued.

Gaara felt his anger flare at his sister's idiocy. "She could have been raped in plain view by those guys" He said with annoyance as he looked over to check Sakura was still by the bar. The crowd had thickened and his pink friend wasn't in sight from his current position.

"Oh come on Gaara! You saved the day remember?" She laughed making the red head give her an annoyed look. It stopped when Temari's eyes widened and looked over to the bar.

"Gaara, she's gone!" She said forcing her brother to turn around. His eyes narrowed dangerously, looking for her chakra signal. The crowds were too thick and there were signs of her everywhere.

He pushed the people away from him and found himself at the bar, where Kiba was standing up from the bar with anger present on his face. "Those bastards!" He cursed aloud.

"Where is she?" He asked stopping in front of Kiba who pointed towards the exit. "I'm taking her home when I get her. Tell the others."

His figure disappeared from view and Kiba went to inform the guys of Gaara's decision.

When the cold night's air hit Sakura, she felt her mind take a deeper plunge and barely recognised the two guys on either side of her, holding her arms to pull her along the cold streets. She stumbled forward and fell to her knees when their strong hold was suddenly removed and lifted her head in time to see Gaara's sand holding their necks elevating them into the air until they went limp and unconsciously fell to the floor.

Pissed off red-head walked over to Sakura and pulled her to her feet gently. "Are you hurt?" He asked her.

She shook her head making her dizzy spells come at her in full force. Her mind barely recognised him lifting her bridal style and turning around to walk back over to where he left his bike.

"Haha… you just saved me again!" She said giggling as her head fell against his chest, making him stiffen before relaxing.

"Hn"

"Hn!" She mimicked giggling. He looked down at her with an empty glare before looking up again. "You… have really soft hair!" She complimented with a smile, her hand raised to pet him like a dog.

"You're drunk"

She giggled again, making him roll his eyes. "What do you think…"

He looked down waiting for the rest of the sentence. "About?"

"Oh!" Apparently she forgot she was in the middle of asking him something. "Saki!" She stuck her tongue out in disgust.

"What?" He could barely understand her muffled half yells.

"What d-do you think about… her?" She said a little louder and with more control.

"You're irritating me Haruno" He announced not wanting to even think about the annoying fan girl.

"D-Don't you… thi-ink she's pwetty?" She asked gradually losing her speaking abilities.

"No"

"N-not eve-n…-?"

"No Haruno"

"Sakura"

He sighed and looked down to see her look away with a pout while she crossed her arms crossly. Well, no one else was around and she wouldn't remember in the morning. "No Sakura"

She smiled up at him and snuggled her way into his arms again, making his heart race. He looked around the car park finding which corner his bike was parked in. Once he recognised the black bike with the red kanji, he walked towards the vehicle, wondering how this was going to work.

"Will… you always save me?" She asked more seriously as her eyes closed into his chest, taking in his deep scent.

"What?" He slowed down looking at the girl as if she were crazy. 'What is she talking about?'

"From anyone?" She continued holding him a little tighter.

"You won't be put in that position again" He answered thinking she was just mumbling silly drunken phrases from thoughts on the encounter she had just had. It wasn't as if he were lying though. He would save her from anyone.

She looked up at him and smiled; a true, saddened smile which seemed to make his chest tighten at the unknown secrets it held. He slowed down reaching his bike but didn't break the eye contact. He placed her on the ground and held onto her while her legs weakly began to stand themselves. "Promise?" She asked making him look back in her emerald orbs.

He nodded holding her shoulders so she didn't wobble. "Promise" He repeated.

In the next second, her lips were on his in a strong hold, or at least as strong as her drunken state allowed. His eye widened at the unfamiliar contact before they hooded and closed, pulling her tighter against him. Hands tangled in his hair as his own traced her back, while her lips loosened to push her tongue between his lips to explore his mouth. They both knew what was happening yet the reasoning and after thoughts were pushed away, not welcomed in their tight, meaningful embrace.

Pink and red strands were blown in the wind into the other's face, tickling the skin which wasn't pressed against the others. In the end, his tongue gave in to her own and began to loop around hers and explore her own mouth.

No one around them mattered at the moment and that feeling would surely stay that way throughout the rest of the night…

To Be Continued…

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