Holy SMOKES. So. It's been. It's been 5ever. I know. Whoops. Writer's block and moving and tons of stuff happened and WOWIES. Hopefully this two chapter update will make you all happy enough to forget I didn't update for an eternity? Eh? Yes?

Please enjoy either way!

Sakura rested her head on her hand and stared off into space while sitting at her desk. Her bedroom was habitable again and Sakura gladly secluded herself in there when plowing through homework. Being anywhere else in the house meant distractions were bound to happen. In here she was rarely bothered. Lately whenever Sakura had a free minute she'd spend it hanging out with her roommates – whether it be in a group or one-on-one. Suffice to say when Sakura willingly removed herself from their presence it was for a good reason.

Though lately homework wasn't the only reason she needed breaks from the boys. While March had arrived, the warmth had yet to. Spending time with freezing cold bodies did nothing to warm Sakura up. Especially since certain roomies liked getting closer than necessary. You would think it would still cause some sort of body heat, but the only rise in temperature occurred in Sakura's cheeks. And even that was beginning to fade away.

Over time you become numb to things that initially made you lose your mind. That's not to say Sakura still didn't get excited by the close contact. More so that she wasn't as embarrassed by it anymore – especially around others.

Sakura liked the fact that her shyness was being slowly taken away. People like Deidara, Hidan, and Kisame were very good at helping with that. They really enjoyed physical contact, and yet they all went about it in vastly different ways.

Kisame simply enjoyed any sort of contact. He'd always sit next to her on the couch and hold her close. Unfortunately for the both of them they haven't been alone together since Sakura woke up in his bed on Tuesday. There hasn't been much time for them to experience any further contact but Sakura could tell he wanted more than cuddles on the public couch. She did too, after all.

Deidara and Hidan were both more forward with their contact; they were the only two to have gotten full out kisses from her after all. Even so, they were vastly different in the way they approached affection. For one Deidara was perfectly fine with public displays of affection while Hidan seemed much more comfortable keeping that behind closed doors. He'll joke about it when he's around the guys but Sakura's lucky to get a hug from him when they're not alone.

Deidara on the other hand gives zero fucks. While he'll just give her forehead kisses in the morning when she's waking up, during the day he'll gladly kiss her full on the lips regardless of who's in the vicinity. Truthfully Sakura doesn't mind. The others don't really seem to care either as they're normally engrossed in their own tasks. Whenever Sasori or Kisame would catch them they'd make some sort of witty or sarcastic remark.

Whether she's willing to say it out loud or not, Sakura sort of wished instead of joking about they'd just come over and kiss her already.

She knew they were trying to make sure she was comfortable with everything going on and didn't want her overwhelmed, but come on. Were they waiting for her to make a move or something?

Well at this rate Sakura was perfectly happy to waltz into Sasori's room, knock over his pottery wheel, and make out with him until her lips were swollen. That seemed like a pretty good idea, actually…

Sakura shook her head. No. She had to finish this assignment. She'd procrastinated all weekend. It needed to get done regardless of how difficult it was. Despite living with vampires she still had a difficult time grasping how exactly their bodies worked. Sure she knew they were immortal but it was the how that was stumping her. Creating a presentation for the subject was kinda hard when you didn't know shit about the topic.

So of course Sakura's mind happily wandered back over to Kisame. She really wanted to get comfortable with him simply because she thought it would make his upcoming birthday more memorable. It's not like she'd fuck him or anything but being able to have some intimate contact would definitely improve the day. Ino's implication of Sakura being a birthday present flitted through her mind.

"Wait," Sakura blinked at her computer screen. "Present… Shit!" She hadn't even thought about birthday presents! His birthday was just over two weeks away and she hadn't even asked what the boy wanted.

Homework be damned, this was much more important. Pushing herself out from her desk Sakura got up and went to the living room. Looking around she found Itachi, Sasori, and Hidan, but no Kisame.

"Where's Sharkboy?" Sakura asked.

"Room," Itachi said.

"Thank you," Sakura said and went over to the bedroom door. It was slightly ajar so she allowed herself to peek her head inside. "Knock, knock."

Kisame was sitting on his bed surrounded by open textbooks. He looked up with an ecstatic expression, obviously happy for any reason to peel his eyes away from the boring paragraphs. "Hey, what's up?"

Sakura entered and kicked the door back to its previously ajar position. "I needed to ask you something." She took a seat at the foot of his bed. "I need a list of presents that you'd want for your birthday."

Kisame let out a laugh. "Sakura, I'm going to be three hundred and twenty-seven years old. Don't you think that's a bit old for presents?"

Sakura shook her head. "No, Kisame, shut up. I don't care how old you are, you're getting presents. And your cake will also have three hundred candles."

"Isn't that a fire hazard?"

Sakura put her hands together and made a pouty face. "Come on, Kisame! Please? I love getting people presents."

Kisame leaned back against the headboard and shrugged. "Fine, but I don't know what I'd tell you to get. Present exchange was a bit different the last time I got one."

Sakura pulled her legs up on the bed to sit criss-crossed facing Kisame. "How so?"

"The early 1800s were quite a different time," Kisame said matter-of-factly.

Sakura's jaw dropped. "You haven't gotten a present in two hundred years?!"

"More or less."

Sakura shook her head. "Unacceptable. No way. This is blasphemy. You are getting at least five presents this year, do you hear me?"

Kisame laughed again. "Sakura, if you really want to get me something, one is enough."

"I'd get you two hundred if I could."

"I know, but it's not necessary. You're already throwing a party."

"And a party is incomplete without presents," Sakura insisted.

"Fine, fine, but only one," Kisame said.

Sakura eyed him for a moment before nodding, "Fine. One. But if that's the case then I'm going to ask around. I don't want you to have any clues as to what you're going to get."

So it was. Sakura inquired but the only one to give her good information was of course Itachi. The rest either didn't really care or know what Kisame would want.

Itachi told her that the one hobby that stayed consistent with Kisame over the years had been swords. Sakura wasn't surprised. Her first memory of him had Kisame swinging around a huge blade. Not only that, but his room had quite a few swords hanging up around his bed. Sakura asked what a college student on a budget could get for someone with such a hobby.

Thankfully Itachi said he'd go out with her to assist in getting the perfect gift. He had insisted that he'd buy whatever Sakura picked out, but naturally she wouldn't allow him to spend a grand amount. In the end she decided on a rather pricey – but not too pricey – sword maintenance kit that Itachi assured her Kisame could use with nearly all of his blades.

Sakura even let him pay for a professional to gift wrap the present. Where the card was concerned Sakura insisted she'd buy it herself. It was a simple comedy card she was sure would get a giggle or two.

After the present had been bought and the party planned there wasn't anything left to do except wait.

The following weeks came in two very distinct speeds. Either the days flew past in a flurry of studying and homework or crawled along due to either the boys and their affections or Sakura's friends giving her lectures about this or that.

She could literally wake up in Hidan's arms, kiss until her lips were swollen and she gasped for air, and then head off to class and get lectured by at least three of her high school friends. Naruto especially. It was obvious when she'd been doing a lot of kissing that morning and he was sure to tell Sakura what he thought of that.

Eventually Sakura snapped in the middle of the court yard. He'd gotten onto some rant about how they were simply using her and of course at the end of the year she'd never hear from them again.

"What if I don't care that they'll do that?" Sakura asked in an even tone.

Naruto was taken aback. He recoiled almost as if he was hit, "Sakura, you can't seriously mean that."

Sakura shrugged. "I dunno…" She herself didn't know where that statement had come from. She didn't want her boys to get what they want and then leave right after. None of them knew how this whole thing was going to end, but certainly it wasn't going to be with a one night stand followed by zero contact.

Truthfully, Sakura had just wanted to shut Naruto up. Where did he get off saying this stuff anyways? He didn't know any of them. Especially not how she knew them.

"Where is your evidence for any of this bullshit?" Sakura asked him.

"What?" Naruto asked, confused.

"Where is the evidence that they'll do all these things you say they will?" Sakura spelled it out for him.

"Have you ever seen them with a girlfriend?" Naruto said.

"No, but I haven't seen you or Sasuke with one either," Sakura said flatly. "You gonna use up Hinata and then leave her?"

"That's different!" Naruto defended himself.

"She has a point," Sasuke interjected. "I can't speak for the rest of them, but I know onii-san remained single because he couldn't be bothered with a relationship. I thought he was asexual this whole time, honestly."

Sakura gestured to Sasuke. "See. They're vampires, for fuck's sake. After being alive for a few centuries I would get sick of that shit too for a bit."

Naruto sat back in his seat and grumbled. "It's still a bad idea…"

"You're just jealous she didn't pick you," Ino said and then looked down at her watch. "Sakura, I gotta get going. Walk me to my class?"

The two of them left with Naruto's incessant yelling bidding them adieu. Sakura gave Ino a look while they walked away.

"You still have half an hour until class," Sakura informed her.

Ino shrugged. "I was sick of listening to him. You're a big girl, you can do whatever you want with whomever you want."

Sakura smiled, "Thanks."

Ino was the only one Sakura could really tell about her relationship to the Akatsuki. If she tried explaining to Naruto he blew up before she could get into it. Because Ino let Sakura finish her stories she realized there was more going on here than fucking. Hell, she knew there still hadn't been any. Naruto wouldn't let Sakura get in a word in edge-wise to deny the sexual encounters he seemed to cook up in his mind.

Over time Ino warmed to the whole idea and even worked her way into the home more often. She figured getting to know the boys that were all over her precious Sakura would be a smarter idea than blindly hating them.

By doing this Ino found that each of them had their own quirks and definitely their own flaws, but none set off alarms in her head. Yes they were vampires. Yes they've killed not only humans but probably a witch or two in the past. But if any creature was good at changing with the times, it was them.

The only real danger Ino could foresee would perhaps be pregnancy. But that would have to be a complete fluke. Sakura had said multiple times they'd never gone that far.

But Ino knew these things weren't a constant. Anything could sway her best friend's opinion on when the best time for sex was.

Playing it safe, Ino insisted Sakura always carry condoms in her bag now. While the thought of doing this put a blush on her face, Sakura agreed.

Sakura would be lying if she said that the thought had never really crossed her mind. Especially when things really got going.

A few days prior Sakura had been entangled with Itachi in his room. The way his hands had slid over her skin made her shiver. His lips on her neck. The weight of his body over hers. That hard heat proudly pressed against her hip.

If it had been another one of the Akatsuki who knows how far that would have gone. But it had been Itachi showering her with affection, and he made sure not to go too far. It was clear Itachi had control over himself even if what they were doing was driving him crazy. It was one reason Sakura loved kissing him. She could let herself go with Itachi because she trusted him completely to judge the situation for her.

Things were much different with some of the others. Even Sasori would let things get pretty damn far before Sakura intervened. But when it came to Hidan she always had to be on her toes.

If Sakura simply found herself alone in a room with Hidan they'd be at it in seconds. However it wasn't just Hidan who instigated their make out sessions. And while Sakura was always the one to end it, she did so later and later with each day. One day Sakura had told Ino that she had yet to remove her own shirt during their intimate moments. Ino had jokingly said Sakura should let him remove more of her clothing since it was only fair. Hidan paraded around shirtless all the time, so it was about time Sakura gave him a little bit, too.

"Maybe I will," Sakura had said in response. It was a good idea and one Sakura found herself thinking she was ready for.

To Sakura's surprise Ino elbowed her playfully while smirking. "That's my girl."

With Ino on her side Sakura's life had gotten much less stressful. Still on their way to Ino's class Sakura turned to look at her friend, "Hey."

Ino turned her head, "Yeah?"

"Thanks," Sakura said.

Ino smiled. "For what?"

"Not being a dick."

"Anytime. Honestly I don't get Naruto. Even Sasuke doesn't seem to really care and his brother is mixed up in this fray," Ino said.

Sakura sighed. "Yeah, but at least he's talking to me again?"

"I guess. I want to know what beef he seems to have with them, though. Despite what I said earlier, I doubt he's actually jealous of them," Ino said. "It's gotta be something to do with them specifically."

Sakura thought about it. It wasn't a surprise that Naruto would think this situation was silly, but over time he would have accepted it like Ino and Sasuke. So, why the hell did he still have a stick up his ass about it? Ino had a point, it was probably something to do with the Akatsuki themselves.

Sakura stopped walking and slapped a hand to her forehead. "Shit!"

Ino raised an eyebrow at her friend. "Forget something?"

"Yes!" Sakura ran her hand through her hair. "Oh god Ino, I just remembered why the fuck Naruto probably hates this whole thing."

Ino motioned for her to continue. "Well come on, there aren't any commercial breaks here."

Sakura slumped her shoulders and put the hell of her palm against one eye. "In middle school… Oh god, don't you remember what they did in middle school?"

"Who?"

"The Akatsuki," Sakura shook her head. "Fuck I completely forgot. For some reason they had an issue with werewolves or something and they tormented Naruto and the others. Especially him and that kid Gaara." She walked over to a light pole and leaned her back against it.

Ino came over and put a hand on her shoulder. "I forgot about that, too… But, I do remember Chouji telling us about it. He said it wasn't too bad, though. Since they were so young apparently they weren't too mean to them."

Sakura shook her head. "They were nice to people like Chouji and Kiba because they kept their heads down and didn't snap back at them."

Ino breathed out a laugh. "Lemme guess; Naruto fought with them?"

Sakura tilted her head back against the pole. "So much. And… For so long. Shit, how did I forget about this? No wonder he's so upset."

Naruto had every reason to be upset, frankly. Being beaten nearly to death didn't exactly make for good friends. While most of the other werewolves steered clear of the Akatsuki – and, frankly, almost every single other vampire in and out of school – Naruto made sure they all knew that if they wanted to fight a werewolf he was ready to go.

This had started in the beginning of middle school and didn't end until Naruto flat out challenged an Akatsuki member in their second year of high school. When Sasuke had seen what happened he'd taken the issue up with his brother. Apparently by that time the vampires hadn't had any more reason to go after werewolves so it was a simple matter to keep them away from Naruto.

Sakura didn't know any of the specifics. Neither Naruto nor Sasuke would tell her. At this point it didn't matter, but of course Naruto was pissed.

Sakura pushed off of the pole. "I have to talk to him." She turned and ran back to the courtyard, yelling that Ino should head off without her.

Lucky for Sakura both Naruto and Sasuke were still sitting at a table. Naruto still looked pretty mad. Sakura felt like shit.

She walked over and gave a small wave.

Naruto looked over when she got closer. "I thought you had to walk Ino to class?"

Sakura took a seat next to him and shrugged. "She's a big girl, she knows the way." She fidgeted in her seat and looked over to Sasuke. "Hey, can I talk to Naruto alone for a minute?"

Sasuke gave a simple nod and got up. He waved and headed off leaving Naruto and Sakura alone.

"What is it?" Naruto asked, looking concerned.

Sakura rubbed her hands together nervously but kept Naruto's gaze. She took a deep breath, "I've been a terrible friend." Naruto gave her a confused stare, but remained quiet, letting Sakura continue. "I should have remembered what they did to you. I honestly can't believe I forgot. I am so sorry, Naruto."

The blond stared at her with a blank face for all of two seconds before breaking out a huge grin and laughing. "That's what you think this is about?"

"Huh?" Sakura furrowed her eye brows together.

Naruto shook his head, "I haven't thought about that stuff since, like, eleventh grade. The fucker that put me in the hospital isn't even in that house."

Sakura slammed her palm down on the table. "Then what the hell is your problem?"

Naruto rested his head on a hand, looking bored. "I've already told you. They could leave after they round home base."

Sakura sighed. "Even if they do, that's my problem. I won't come running to you if it happens, if that's what you want."

"Of course I wouldn't want that," Naruto leaned forward suddenly. "You're one of my best friends, Sakura. I don't want to see you hurt again. After what happened with Sasuke…" He paused and shook his head. "I don't want you to suffer again. That's it."

Sakura couldn't help smiling. "I know, and I thank you for it. If any of them do hurt me, you can beat them up."

"I'm a lot stronger than I was in high school," Naruto pointed out.

"Then it's settled," Sakura said. "You'll be the first I call and you can hulk out on whoever the poor bastard might be."

"Fine, but I'm still gonna nag you every now and then," Naruto said. "I still think it's too many guys at once…"

Sakura felt her face flush. "I-It's not… All at once…"

Naruto laughed despite himself. It was good to hear. Sakura found herself laughing and joking with him within minutes. After what felt like only twenty minutes Sakura saw Ino fast walking on the edge of the courtyard toward her next class.

"What time is it?" Sakura jumped up and looked at her phone to see that two hours had passed since she sat down with Naruto. "Shit!"

"What's wrong?" Naruto asked.

"I'm late!" Sakura grabbed her things and gave the boy a quick hug. "I'm so sorry, Naruto. We'll continue this later, okay? Text me!"

Naruto waved her off and rolled his eyes. Whatever she was late for, he was glad to have spent some normal time with her.

Sakura sped through the campus and headed back to the house. How could she be so spacey? She'd told Itachi they'd study today at three o'clock and it was now five. He was not going to be happy with this. Not to mention Deidara had told her to be quick because apparently there was something going on tonight that they wanted her to join in on. Knowing them it was another TV show binge. Why did she give them access to her Netflix account?

Or perhaps it was more planning for Kisame's party? It was tomorrow after all. Maybe they had some last minute ideas they wanted to bounce around. Either way, none of them were going to be too happy about her terrible late-ness.

She burst through the front door, panting, "I'm here! I'm here!"

"About time," Hidan walked straight over to her and handed her a glass of green colored liquid.

Sakura took it and gave him a look. "The hell am I doing with this?"

"Drinking it," Hidan said.

"Why…?" Sakura asked while taking her jacket off with one hand.

"Because I said so," he leaned down to be eye level with her.

It was obvious Hidan was not going to move until Sakura downed whatever was in the shot glass. Bracing herself, she brought the cup to her lips and sipped it down, squishing up her face at the burning sensation.

Once finished she handed it back to Hidan. "What the hell was that?"

"Never you mind," Hidan took the empty glass and gave her a new, full one.

"No way," Sakura put her arms up in an 'X'. "Not until I settle in."

Hidan put the glass in her hand. "Drink that, and then you can go do whatever."

Sakura scrunched her face up at the drink. "But it's so nasty."

"It's not about the taste."

Sakura shook her head. "Why the hell are you shoving alcohol in my face? Did you put something in this? Tobi, did he put something in this?"

Tobi shook his head, "No, we just wanted you to join in the party!"

"What party?" Sakura asked.

"Don't people usually drink and shit for this holiday?" Hidan asked.

"Holiday…?" Sakura racked her brain and then remembered what today was. "Oh! St. Patrick's is today, that's right." Well, that made more sense. She couldn't see them randomly giving her alcohol on a normal day.

She took a closer look around and saw there were bottles of many shapes, sizes, and colors on the kitchen table. The boys that were out here had a glass of some sort in their hands; Sakura could tell just from looking that they'd been at this for a while.

She shook her head and handed the glass back to Hidan. "I should probably do my homework before I get drunk," Sakura made her way to her room but was stopped by Tobi.

"Why? Next week is Spring Break."

Sakura couldn't bring up a good enough excuse. Truthfully she'd just wanted a moment to breathe before engaging in social activities.

"Come on, Sakura," Deidara called from the couch. "Think of it as a test run for tomorrow night, hm."

"Is drinking two nights in a row advised?" Sakura asked.

"When you're off of school for two weeks," Hidan handed the glass back to Sakura. "Come on, we gotta know if you need to be babysat tomorrow."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means we have to see what kind of drunk you are before we let you lose in a club," Hidan said.

"For your own safety," Deidara added.

Sakura puffed out her chest. "You don't think I can take care of myself?"

"Have you ever had alcohol? Ever?" Hidan asked.

"Well…" Sakura thought about it. "There was one time at Ino's…"

Hidan leaned towards her, "Do go on."

Sakura smacked his arm. "It was after our graduation ceremony. Her mom just gave us some wine and we spent the night watching cat videos and other sleepover stuff."

"Boring," Hidan headed to the other couch to plop down and grab a glass on the coffee table.

"Not really," Sakura sat down next to Deidara and smiled at the memory. "Hinata and TenTen came over eventually and the four of us stayed up all night. Sure the alcohol wore of eventually, but it was still fun. Especially when we took TenTen's phone and texted Neji. You should have seen her face. She didn't even realize what we did until we got Neji to agree to go out with her. She went from pissed to near dying in thirty seconds flat." Sakura laughed remembering how close TenTen had come to literally killing them all.

"Devious," Deidara said.

"Very," Sakura brought the glass up to her lips and tossed it back. Through her grimace she managed to get out, "I'm going to have to eat something before I have anymore. I haven't eaten since breakfast."

After a bowl of ramen and a quick, albeit tipsy, shower Sakura was ready to party. She decided to pace herself, though. None of the guys were going to ease up until late in the night. If she wanted to keep up, she couldn't pound back drink after drink like they did. A shot or two every hour was more than enough for her. By midnight she'd held off on drinking for about two hours. This didn't go unnoticed by anybody. When the clock read one she was being handed a very strong smelling drink by Deidara.

She gave him a skeptical look but he reassured her. "Last one, promise."

"You sure? 'Cause Hidan said that about the last three," Sakura said.

"I'm not Hidan, hm."

Sakura thought about that. "You're right." She took the drink, downed it, and put the glass down. Her face scrunched up at the burn. "Jesus fuck, that's fucking strong."

"Yup," Deidara patted her head. "Had to do just one more experiment tonight."

Sakura glared up at him. "I'm not a Guinea pig."

"No you aren't. But like we said, we want to make sure you're not some weird or stupid sort of drunk, hm."

"Like what?" Sakura wobbled and leaned against the kitchen table. "You guys think I'll go egg a house or something? Puh-lease. Waste of eggaroos."

"You don't seem like the egging type," Deidara said.

Sakura waved the thought away. "Then what, y'guys afraid I'll, like, get all touchy or somethin'? Don' want me gettin' all up on some guy at the clubs?"

Deidara took her chin between two fingers and smirked down at her. "As if you'd settle for anyone but us."

Sakura made no point to hide her obvious visual perusal of Deidara's body. "True. Then, what, wanna make sure I won't get all touchy on you guys?"

Deidara leaned in closer so she could hear him – some of the guys had started blasting music. "I wouldn't be opposed to it, hm."

Sakura laughed, "Pfft, o'course you wouldn'. I bet you and Hidan were hopin' I'd be a horny drunk or something. Sad for you, I think I'm just uncoordinated and laughy."

"Maybe we just didn't give you the right drink," Deidara said and faked a contemplative look. "I hear tequila might be able to get the job done."

Sakura swatted at his arm but giggled nonetheless. "If I fuck any of you, it's gon' be sober, thank you very much."

Deidara leaned in and kissed her forehead, chuckling. "Promise?"

"Mhmm," Sakura nodded and then yawned. "What time is it again?"

"Just past one, but there's no way you're going to bed now," Deidara said.

"What, will you miss me?" Sakura teased.

"That, and you need to drink some water before you sleep or you're going to have a hell of a morning, hm."

"Oh," Sakura nodded. "Right." She pushed herself off from the table and made her way straight for the kitchen. Well, more like curved towards the kitchen. Once she got there it was a whole new challenge to reach up to the shelf with the cups. She had to stand on her tiptoes to reach, which was already precarious enough sober. After five minutes of struggling a hand reached up past hers to grab a large cup.

Sakura looked over to see Kisame laughing, "Here you go."

She took the cup and smiled up at him. "Thanks," she went to the sink and filled it as much as it would go. Before spilling any she took a few big gulps. "Oh god that felt so nice."

"Done for the night?" Kisame leaned against the counter.

Sakura looked down at the cup. "Dunno." She took another sip and threw another grin to him. "This is fun."

Kisame chuckled. "Take a rest anyways. You don't need to push your little mortal body."

Sakura put a hand on her hip in mock anger. "Bitch, first off."

Kisame barked a laugh. "First off what? You gonna challenge me to a drinking game or something?"

"Oh, hell no." Sakura shook her head. "I don't need to die before you even have your party. But, I took a near three hour rest already!"

"I thought you told Deidara that last drink was your last?"

"That was before I was challenged."

"Challenged?"

Sakura nodded and put her water down. She walked over to the dining table and picked up a nearly half-full bottle. She held it up to look at what was inside. Whiskey. There wasn't very much left, but just enough to pose a challenge. She turned around and held the bottle up for Kisame to see. "I bet you I can finish this in one hour."

"Look out," Hidan called over. "We got ourselves a wild child."

Sakura stuck her tongue out at him. "Shut up, I know for you all this is a small shot, but my liver isn't a super liver. Also I'm still a newbie."

Kisame came out of the kitchen and motioned to the bottle. "And what if you do finish it?"

Sakura thought about it. "How about… If I win, y'guys have to do whatever I want and take me wherever I want on my birthday. But, if I don' finish it, I gotta do whatever y'guys want on your respective birthdays. Like if I lost then tomorrow I'd haf'ta do whatever Kisame wants, like take him wherever and stuff."

"I'm in," Hidan put his hand up, smirking.

"Of course you are," Sakura said but held up the bottle. "Start the timer."

She started out strong, taking swigs every few minutes. But the more she got down, the slower she drank. By the half hour mark Sakura was thinking this may have been a terrible idea. At this rate she was either going to blow chunks or pass out cold. Neither seemed like very good options. She allowed herself ten minutes to rest her liver, that wasn't nearly enough time.

The last twenty minutes flew by rather quickly. Too quickly. Sakura had been sure she had good ten more minutes when Hidan had called time. She looked down at the liquid remaining in the bottle and frowned.

"Damn," Sakura pouted.

The rest of the night consisted of typical drunken shenanigans – though Sakura refrained from anymore alcohol. Cup of water in hand, she hung out with the guys as they did, well, what they normally do. Only drunk.

Game of Thrones and The Walking Dead were oh so much more amusing when the audience was smashed. So they wouldn't forget new episodes, they watched shows from the beginning until it bored them. At one point Sakura insisted that they spend time on YouTube so the guys could be well versed in the thrilling sagas that were Charlie the Unicorn and Llamas With Hats. Itachi had laughed so hard he started crying. Which in turn made Sakura laugh until her stomach cramped and she had to squeeze her legs together to keep from pissing herself.

Sakura had the brilliant idea to load up Surgeon Simulator on her laptop and let the guys take turns trying to preform heart surgery. It was hilarious and terrifying all at once. Sakura went from laughing to worrying for the safety of her laptop in a few seconds. She shrugged, they could buy her a new one if they broke it.

While they were busy she went to the kitchen to refill her water. She was starting to sober up, but she wanted to make sure she was good before going to bed. There was too much to do tomorrow to have a hangover.

The rest of the night passed in a bit of a blur. One minute someone was screaming about having gotten poked with the wrong needle in Surgeon Simulator, and then the next Sakura was pressed up against the fridge being ravished with kisses by Deidara. Then she was showing them Goat Simulator to try and ebb the immense frustration the previous game caused.

The next time Sakura looked at the clock it read five in the morning. By this point Sakura was sure she was good to go to sleep. She'd pissed probably her body weight in water and felt no bit drunk – just tired as hell.

Telling the guys goodnight she headed off to her own room. Waking up with one of them way always fun, but Sakura was too damn tired tonight. Whoever she'd have woken up next to would've been in for a grumpy surprise. Sakura needed her energy for tomorrow.