A/N: I seriously don't know why I'm doing this…like seriously…I thought I didn't have the inspiration…well to confess to you readers out there…IT WAS NEVER GONE…technically…*wince* you see I had this story written down in my little book and its been here all this time…sorry…and yes the inspiration is back and I'll continue this story…trust me…it's because of your story alerts and favouriting that did this…so clap yourselves ^^

Warning: If you have read Highschool Troubles I Guess and Highschool Drama I Guess…then you would knw…by the way..please read this…I assure you its good…I wanna know what you guys think of this…

Disclaimer: I don't own a blonde strand of Naruto…just my broken heart…oh and my little plot bunnies…funny lil creatures…^v^.

Let the Real FUN begin

Clicks of shoe heels could be heard on the marble floor. In the centre of the dark room, a cauldron frothed red…being stirred under the swaying light above. The mixer looked up as the clicks came nearer.

"Is it done?" a voice asked the figure not coming out of the shadows.

"It is ready…you may add the last ingredient, Master," the mixer bowed out into the shadows. The figure walked into the lamplight and stopped by the cauldron taking a cup at the side and sampled the frothy drink. He smacked his lips and nodded.

"Only thing that's missing is this," she murmured as he reached into his inner pocket of his jacket.

He took out a small bottle with clear liquid sloshing around inside the clear glass. He popped the cap and looked at it as it continued to swirl it around.

"*Sigh* He said 2 tablespoons would be enough, but I want 'things' to happen…not a better mood for partying…wouldn't want to waste the effort of all those cameras in the rooms," pouring the liquid on the spoon.

He trickled the liquid from the spoon to the mix. Then he smirked.

"Oops," and he dumped the whole thing in the mix.

He took up the ladle and begun to stir. Then the servant mentioned before returned with a trolley with a punch bowl on top of it. He poured some of the drink from the cauldron to the punch bowl.

"Everything's ready, Master," the mixer said.

"Very good…oh can't you feel the excitement?"

"Hai…Sai-sama," and he wheeled the trolley out, leaving Sai to himself.

"About 5 drinks later, the FUN will start," he muttered smiling his sickly smile.

He exited the room with a swing of the kitchen doors.

Konohamaru's POV

Okay I did not expect her to drag me off after the guy came but it's worth it. Her iron grip tightened as we wove through the crowd of the partying people. She dragged me to one of the round tables with cushion seats. She had let got and had taken a seat at one end. I tried to sit beside her but she sent a death glare my way so I put distance between to assure my safety. I watched as her face twisted into a face that could kill anyone. I took a deep breath and decided to take my chances.

"Ummm…Hanabi? You okay?" I asked hesitantly.

"Yes…I'm perfectly fine," she answered.

Her face told the truth though.

"C'mon, it's quite obvious you're pissed, I mean you dragged me over here for no reason after you dissed me earlier," I pointed out.

"It's none of your business, asshole," she snapped.

"Fine, then I'm leaving," I said rising.

"No, wait…" she said, her voice having a hint of plead.

I sat back down.

"What's wrong?" I asked turning to her.

She turned her head sharply as an answer.

"I can't help if you keep being arrogant," I said frowning.

"I never asked for your help, stupid," she snapped.

"So why am I sitting here…I could be out there on the dancefloor," I reasoned pointing towards it.

"But you wouldn't get much luck…you would be better dancing by yourself with that appearance," she snipped.

"*Tsk* Do you have to insult me? What the hell's wrong with you?" I yelled over the music facing her completely, "stop being bitchy!"

"It's none of your damn business baka, plus I'm just telling the truth when I say you're a stupid asswipe," she retorted facing me, "I don't know why I'm bothering with you,"

"You dragged me here, idiot!" I leaned over to get in her face.

"Well I don't need garbage shit like you!" she retorted getting in my face, also.

Our breaths mingled as we stared at each other throwing mental daggers at one another.

Author's POV

A nearby patron danced to the beat. Little did he know that his shoe was untied, consequently tripping to fall on his partners huge double Ds, his face smothered by the flesh. Insulted and disgusted the woman plucked the guy's face from her bosom and smacked the said 'pervert' leaving a red mark. Stumbling from the strike, he fell backwards unto Konohamaru's back.

"Ouch…damn…it was an accident lady," the man explained rubbing his reddened cheek, "yo dude, I'm sorry for – oh…nevermind then," and got back up to apologize to the huffing woman.

Konohamaru's POV

What

Hanabi's POV

The…

Kono-Hana's POV

HELL?

Author's POV

Konohamaru and Hanabi stayed in liplock for about 15 seconds. Both eyes wide and cheeks flushed, both teens trying to sort out what happened. How did they end up like this? Hanabi suddenly pulled back, fingers to her lips, blushing hell. Konohamaru, red as ever, stared at the brunette as she twiddled her thumbs like her older sister.

"Umm…" he started.

"Uhh…" she replied.

An awkward silence followed as they turned away from each other, embarrassed. Konohamaru scratched the back of his head while Hanabi twirled a lock of her hair. Konohamaru side-glanced the girl, watching her stroke her locks as she observed the dancing crowd.

'Wow… she's really cute…maybe we could…' he began to think.

"I'm thirsty," she stated stonily.

Konohamaru's POV

Maybe not.

I sighed and got up from the plush seat. I took a last look at the brunette, her face harsh and her cheeks blushing a little from our lips collision. I guess some people will never change. I walked through the energetic crowd of dancing teens, towards the punch table. I noticed a servant taking up the half-full punch bowl and replacing it with a new bowl of red punch. Not giving it much thought, I quickened my pace towards the juice hiding my face when passing a dancing pinkie. Don't need to make a scene with this woman, for all I know, I might not last long.

Author's POV

When Hanabi saw Konohamaru was out of sight, she allowed a smile to play on her lips. She could still feel the tingle of the kiss. She loved the sensation.

A/N: And there you have it people…the Kono'Hana romance I just love…sigh…I assure you that this will get interesting as it goes along…

Teehee x3