Prom and the Epitome After It

Sasuke sighed as he parked himself in front of the brightly lit Circle K. It had been a long night and now his date was making out with his drunken best friend in the back seat. Not that he really cared, Sakura was alright and all but she just wasn't his type. He was Naruto's type that was for sure.

He fumbled with his keys as he turned off the ignition and opened the door of his old Chevy. He remembered the stupid bow tie that Sakura had made him wear and tore it off as well as the black jacket that he was wearing that made him look like a stuck up penguin and threw them into the backseat without care over whether they fell over the kissing couple or whether it ended up covered in vomit the next day, which by the way was a rented tux.

He slipped out of the car stealthily with only a few words towards Naruto and Sakura.

As he walked he unbuttoned the first three buttons of the white shirt he was wearing. Prom sure was difficult. He wished he could have just worn jeans and a t-shirt.

He took out a cigarette and carelessly lit it even though at the entrance it clearly said that smoking inside was not allowed. He sucked on the cigarette and held the smoke in his lungs for a second, feeling the dizzying feeling calming.

Then, as he blew a cloud of smoke out of his nostrils, he saw her. Small and short with flat bangs over her forehead and dark, inky hair running down her back. She was wearing a t-shirt with a witty phrase on it, the type of t-shirt he would have worn had Sakura not forced him to rent a tux.

She glanced at him and then at the cigarette in his hand. She had a handful of things with her, assortments of chips and candy and strawberry flavored pocky. She glared at him from under her curtain of hair which surprised him. She was small but she seemed to have quite the attitude.

"Miss, will that be all?" the cashier said.

She looked at him, fearful and with a doubtful expression on her face. Sasuke was suddenly surprised. Her attitude had been so cold just a second ago and now she was fumbling for money in her beige messenger bag, making sure not to even look the cashier in the eye.

"Y-yes this is all," she managed to stutter.

Sasuke lifted an eyebrow as he prepared himself a coffee in a large table at the far end of the store.

Suddenly, as he got a good look at her, well more like a good look at her back, he realized that he knew this girl. She was Hinata Hyuga, the girl who sat in front of him in AP Calculus. He felt kind of bad for her, here all alone in a baggy t-shirt and bunny flip flops as everyone else was at prom having the time of their lives.

He tried to convince himself that that was why he talked to her, out of pity.

"Hey," he said.

She looked at him with a tinge of annoyance, albeit with more surprise.

"Hello," she said. Her eyes were cold as ice.

"You're not at prom?" Sasuke said.

"Well I can't be in two places at the same time can I?" she said.

The cashier handed her her change and she squealed as he accidentally touched her hand.

Sasuke was, for a moment, confused. Why was she so cold to him? This was not a very good night. He didn't even know why he went to prom. Maybe it was to shut up Naruto from nagging.

"Why not?" he asked, although really, only one answer came to mind. It was clear enough that no one had asked her to go with them and she was, as he had already seen, not brave enough to go alone.

"I didn't feel like going," she said as she took her things and started walking for the door.

Sasuke smirked, "really?"

"Yes, really," she said as she sat in a bench and opened a bag of chips. She didn't offer him any.

"So it's not because no one invited you?" Sasuke took a chip anyways.

"I was invited," she was quite offended by Sasuke's disbelief.

"Really, by who?"

Suddenly she blushed.

"That's none of your business!"

"Well then I'm not going to believe you," Sasuke said, amused.

"K-Kiba-kun did," she said.

"So why didn't you go?" Sasuke said, he believed her now.

"Well, he's not the only one that invited me and I couldn't…" she trailed off as she munched on her chips.

Sasuke studied her for a while, pink lips and smooth skin, curves that she tried to hide but eventually resurfaced. A heart shaped face, big doe eyes, a long thin neck. She was the epitome of "his type."

Suddenly he was glad that she had not gone to prom with someone else, and he was glad that after four years Naruto finally hooked up with Sakura tonight and that it was actually really late (or really early, depending on how you want to see it) and that he had wanted coffee because otherwise he would have passed out.

He looked up at the clearing sky and he rose a cigarette to his lips. He turned to her and she glared at the thin cigarette and right before she said anything and right before he lit it he spit it out and crushed it with his glossy shoe.

"You want a ride?"

Fifteen minutes later he was parked in front of her house as she thanked him for the ride.

"Thank you again," she said. She had become softer in tone now.

"You're welcome."

"Also," she started.

"Yes?"

"How did you know where I lived?"

Sasuke smiled. How did he know?

At that moment he promised himself that next year he would have a date, a real date, for prom.

A/N: Prom is very close so I guessed a sort of prom chapter would be nice.

So I was going to post a continuation to the last chapter and make it a two shot but I just haven't had the time to finish the continuation so instead I came up with this little drabble. I might post more drabbles, just to satisfy my drabble needs lol! I hope you like it and yeah, Sasuke went to prom that's pretty weird.

Sorry of they are ooc.