The lights were mesmerizing, so simple yet so abstract with those complicated illumination games.
The delightful smell of alcohol was stained everywhere as well as 'lust' and 'love-songs' with 'I-love-you'-s and 'I-need-you'-s were whispered hoarsely all over the radiant dance-floor.
The high-voltage music was mind blowing as it flew across the vivid room all the way into the deep, shallow sky.
Shikamaru had to hand it to himself: this was more than just a vibrant party. It was more than he would have ever wanted and if things ended the way he intended them to, meaning with fireworks, a huge cake and a whole lot more champagne, then he probably guessed that next day his anniversary would be worth writing for in the paper.
His eyes explored his surroundings. From where he was standing, meaning a comfy sofa besides his best friends, Chouji and Kiba, with a half-filled wine glass in his hand, he could see everybody. And what he saw was satisfying enough.
Some of his guests, meaning mostly girls, were up on the dance floor moving rhythmically against the fast beat. Others, the more silent ones, meaning Neji, Sasuke and Shino were killing the time by drinking glass after glass at the mini-bar. He smiled pleasantly as he saw others guests, as Naruto, Jugo, Lee and Sai were laughing their brains out besides the balcony. They were probably throwing various things at the late passing people, who usually ran away from the crime scene frightened. Well, it's always good to test gravity.
But, just as he began counting his guest, did Shikamaru realize two were missing. He immediately guessed who they were; Suigetsu had it in his blood to cause a scene, usually a funny one, while Sakura hanged out with his girlfriend, keeping her away from their make-out session, which, truth to be told drove the young man out of his minds.
But just as he though of calling the two, did he hear the doorbell.
"Pizza?" Kiba questioned happily.
"Neah, I didn't order pizza." Shikamaru admitted getting up and heading towards the front door.
"You and your 'fast-food is unhealthy' policy" the boy mumbled annoyed taking another long zip from his lemon cocktail.
Shikamru opened the door lazily only to be greeted by a long and tight hug.
"God, Sakura, can't breathe!" he complained returning the hug without noticing.
"Happy birthday, Shika!" she smiled pulling back while taking a better look at him. "Wow, you do look older!"
"Heh, thanks." he smiled. "You look great, too." He admitted.
"Thank you!" she blushed quickly.
"Heyya, birthday-boy." Suigetsu greeted stepping inside handing him a big purple bag. "Sakura's idea."
"Thanks, man. Come on in. Let's get you two guys drunk." Shikamru teased stepping aside letting his guest in only to be pushed aside by Kiba who made his way was towards them quickly.
"Woaaah, even better than pizza! Hot dress, Sakura, you look great!" he mumbled quickly.
"Thanks, Kiba. So do you. Love the tie."
"Eh, got it from Naruto, you know how he can get out of hand sometimes…" he grinned as he admired his blue tie with dog bones printed all over it. "But, Sak, you gotta promise me a dance later on…"
"I don't think so." Suigetsu stepped in. "Later on she'll be busy with me… See ya round here, Shikamaru." he grunted pulling the confused girl after him towards an isolated sofa in a dark corner of the room where took a seat.
She followed his example laughing. "Jealous much, Sui-kun?"
"No way! The thing was he was looking at you as if you were his dinner. Not that I wouldn't. The only difference is that he'll be eatin' shit while I'll be eating you…"
"Great plans, mister. Sorry to break it to you, I'm not comestible." She smirked.
"That' what you think…"
"Oh, really?"
"Do you want me to prove myself?" he smiled leaning in towards her brushing his lips over her long neck.
"Later, Suigetsu. I want to dance." She lied.
In the blink of an eye, the man besides her turned dead-serious. She wasn't fooling him that easy, and they both knew it.
"Who are you fooling, babe? We both know why you want to step to the dance-floor. So that a special someone can admire your pretty ass while you're shaking it with someone else than him…" his tone wasn't exactly angry or even disappointed. Not the sightless tint of nervousness was present in his defiant attitude. He seemed, strange enough, accommodated with the situation itself without realizing it himself.
"It's not that, Suigetsu, really…" she denied.
"Sure not. You love me and you want to dance with me for who I am. I understand." He stated bluntly, almost broken hearted.
This time, his tone impressed her far more than she would have wanted. Her fingers caressed his cheek kissing him almost lovingly across the lips. Her innocent gesture took him off-guard but he maintained his immaculate position.
"Please, Suigetsu, I do care about you more than you can imagine. I want to dance with you, not to dance in front of him."
"You're right, babe. I'm sorry. I got carried away. After all, we made a deal." He smiled. "And I'm loving this thus far. I'll love it even more when he'll see the way I kiss you…" he kissed her mouth greedily "…or the way I touch you…" his hands moved over her body "…or even the way you call my name and not his…"
"C'mon…" she broke the kiss. "I love this song." She tugged on to his hand and pulled him towards the center of the floor, on the way greeting her friends and receiving compliments to last her a lifetime.
She moved against the music, she moved towards the beat, she moved against his body, she moved towards night's immortality. She moved venomously appealingly, her attraction towards music and his attraction towards her as clear as water.
Her moves, dominated by her drunkenness towards the night's attitude, were graceful and full with confidence. Her fingers playing with his hair made her look more innocent but his hands roaming over her body only transformed the aura surrounding them more lustful. 'Sex' was written over the four walls while 'ecstasy' provided the best fitting word to describe their little 'naïve' dance.
Naïve indeed. Hadn't he been a fool.
He looked like a spoiled child. His coal eyes staring trough the piercing room towards her persuasive moves only made things worse, especially if you were watching him from a close angle, an angle Shino and Neji had full view of. They exchanged anticipated sighs as they remarked his stiffness when she made her long-awaited appearance. It was hard enough to see so many guys wanting to steal a dance with her, but things fell to the ground when a certain guy danced with her in a manner only few could have had the shame to think of. Because that was what they were doing. Dancing nastily in front of everybody.
Of course, everybody meant only a certain someone, who, from a corner of the room, near the bar, sat on his chair just staring.
"Fuck, Hyuga, I'm fine. Get a life." He muttered as his friend asked worriedly if he was alright. "I'm perfect. Never been better. And if you want to really help me, bring me another 'Sex on the beach'."