Things are gonna head in the direction of lemons in the next few chapters. Review m'dears; what do you think of one of my earlier works?
The Suna Resort was hosting a tropical, Hawaiian themed party for its guests. The pool complex was decorated with flowers and palms, and the drinks bar was decked out –all the bartenders in bright floral shirts and the waitresses in grass skirts. The music was loud, and the party was really kicking up a notch.
Deidara was sitting at the bar talking to the current bartender, Kankuro, who was incredibly amused at the fact that his little brother; the redhead; was drinking underage and couldn't keep his eyes off a guy with long brown hair.
"It's kind of cute; seeing my little bro with a crush," he smirked as Deidara sipped at his drink, "You here with a friend?"
"…Is that a line, yeah?" Deidara inquired cheekily and Kankuro held up both hands defensively.
"One hundred percent straight," he assured the blonde with a grin, "Doesn't mean I won't buy you a drink and like an answer?" Deidara just chuckled to himself.
" –Guy with the ponytail by the pool –I'm here with him and his family, yeah," he explained, "He's got the major hots for the blue lifeguard."
"Oh, Kisame?" Kankuro raised an eyebrow; his eyes following the raven's gaze across the room to where Kisame was laughing with some of the other Suna employees; making fun of each other's Hawaiian shirts, "Yeah, he's a nice dude; good for a laugh –has a crazy obsession with Lord of the Rings –don't bring it up around him unless you're ready for an earful. Does okay for himself despite that."
"…Chicks dig the blue, yeah?" Deidara inquired slyly, putting away the knowledge that the lifeguard enjoyed good Lord of the Rings banter.
" –Nah, Kisame's not into females," the bartender chuckled, watching at the blonde's eyes lit up mischievously, "And yeah, I know you're fishing for information for your friend."
"Guilty, yeah," Deidara admitted, sticking his tongue out and taking a big swig of his drink. He turned to suddenly find that sleazebag suddenly standing at the bar beside him, "Not you again! Fuck off, would you? Not interested." He pouted and blushed slightly when he felt the older man sidle closer to him.
"I'm sure I could change your mind…" the man breathed, and Deidara felt a small shiver of anticipation run down his spine.
"Hidan, blondie says beat it," Kankuro chuckled, "Go find someone else to sift on, why don't you?" Hidan straightened up, visibly licked his lips and with a smirk, headed across to the other side of the pool, "Hidan's a sleazebag, but you'd be surprised how much sex he has."
"Is it coz he knows he's hot, yeah?" Deidara remarked, looking over his shoulder slightly to check out the other man.
"Yeah, probably," the bartender sighed, pushing another drink across the bar towards him, "Enjoy; my boss is calling me."
Naruto was having another unsuccessful round with Sakura. There she'd been; happily dancing away with some of the girls she'd met, and all of a sudden, there he was; that annoying blonde guy, holding out a hand to ask her to dance. No matter how many times she ignored him, he kept coming back! She pushed him away, more insistently this time, and spied Sasuke over at the bar.
Sasuke saw Sakura looking at her, and saw that idiot blonde behind her, trying so hard to get her to dance with him despite how obviously uninterested she was. With a small smirk, he raised a hand to her, inviting her over; a drink at his side even before she arrived at the bar. As soon as she approached, she started that god awful flustered stuttering that she always did whenever she spoke to him.
Instead of paying attention to what she was saying, he flicked a sly glance over at Naruto; who was looking positively livid. How incredibly amusing. Even after several drinks and several songs had passed, the blonde would keep looking over at the bar with jealousy alive in his bright blue eyes.
"Sasuke? How about we go dance?" Sakura inquired suddenly, her hand on his knee as she looked up into his eyes with what she apparently believed to be a flirtatious look. With a snort, he removed her hand from his thigh and with his normal disdain, replied, "I don't think so," and simply got up and walked away.
He'd only taken a few steps when all of a sudden, he was shoved roughly. Of course, he looked up to discover that it was Naruto, and he looked a little drunk, and thoroughly unimpressed.
"What was that all about, you bastard?" he growled angrily, "Trying to steal Sakura from me?"
"I didn't steal her from you, idiot," Sasuke snorted back, dodging a rough swing of a punch, "She was clearly uninterested in you."
"And she was interested in you; and you just got and blow her off like that?" Naruto snarled, "You're an asshole, you know that? Ever since I first met you, you've been an asshole!"
"At least I'm not a moron," he retorted. It wasn't his best comeback; due to his now slight intoxication, but it had the desired effect. The blonde got even more wound up.
Unfortunately, Sasuke didn't foresee him tackling him straight into the pool; which is precisely what Naruto did.
The two teenagers went plummeting into the water, pushing and shoving each other in fight and childishly trying to get water in each other's eyes whilst pulling on hair and yelling noises rather than actual words. Then, before either of them knew what was happening, they were being pulled apart and bodily dragged from the pool by people larger than them.
Sasuke twisted in the grip that someone had on the back of his shirt.
"No; if you're going to act like a child, I'm going to treat you like one," a deep voice remarked in an amused tone, and Sasuke managed to turn his head enough to recognise the lifeguard that Itachi couldn't keep his eyes off. He looked over at his brother, who was talking to Deidara, and smirked mightily. If looks could kill; Sasuke would've been a dead man. Finally, the hold on his collar was released and he was allowed to soggily troop back to his room to change.
Naruto however, had been dumped unceremoniously on the ground in a saturated heap; left to gather himself to his feet by himself (Kiba and Gaara weren't in any state to be helping anyone) and do the same.
"Seriously, Kisame, you have to fucking drag me into this?" Hidan complained, tugging at his drenched clothes and then pulling the sodden shirt off over his head, "You owe me one, man –help me get that fucking blondie that keeps rejecting me!"
"Done," Kisame smirked, indicating with a slight tip of his head that said blonde was now gawking at the rippling, defined muscles of Hidan's chest, "I think he likes what he sees." Hidan smirked and clapped Kisame on the shoulder, dropping his useless shirt on the ground for someone to trample.
" 'Same, don't fucking let anyone ever tell you you're dumb," he chuckled, "Fuck, unless it's me –got that?" Kisame just facepalmed and sighed heavily, feeling instantly cold in his wet clothes and deciding to mimic Hidan's gesture by pulling off his shirt. A cheeky glance over to where the raven was, showed that said raven was now flushing a little and looking rather pointedly at a tree as though it was the most interesting thing he'd seen in his life. Kisame, with a chuckle, headed over to the bar.
"Evening, Kisame," Kakashi greeted, planting a beer down in front of him, "Attracting a bit of attention, aren't we?" He nodded over at the blushing male who was making friends with the tree.
"He's too hot for his own good," Kisame admitted with a small grin, and then noticed that Kankuro was showing magic tricks to the pink-haired girl that the fight had started over, "What've you got Kankuro doing now?"
"Bartending," Kakashi replied innocently –so innocently that Kisame didn't for a second believe that was his only motive, "That is his job, isn't it?"
"If Iruka finds out –"
"Iruka won't find out a thing, because there's nothing to find out," the older man smiled angelically; and again, Kisame wasn't buying it and told him so. Out of the corner of his eye, he spied Hidan's blonde leaving; probably an attempt to escape from Hidan.
Deidara pressed himself against the wall and prayed to whatever gods were out there that that sleaze –that incredibly gorgeous sleaze –wasn't going to follow him.
"…Playing hard to get?" that silky voice remarked cheekily and Deidara remembered why he was an atheist, "I like it." Deidara glared at him, but knew that the look had no fire to it. He couldn't help but stare at that gorgeous body, "I don't think we've been formally introduced; I'm Hidan."
"Deidara."
He cursed himself; why did he tell him his name? Hidan took a step closer with a predatory look on his face.
"Why can't you just leave me alone? I'm not interested –" His words were almost immediately cut off by a harsh mouth descending on his own. As soon as those sinful lips reached his, Deidara lost all will to fight against the older man. Hidan deepened the kiss expertly and within moments had the blonde moaning into the kiss. Deidara was the first to push a tongue against the older man's lips, and Hidan eagerly obliged, however, he instantly pushed the owner's tongue back into his mouth to ravage it himself.
The blonde's hands reached up to link around his neck as Hidan pushed his back against the wall; their hips connecting sharply and causing Deidara to gasp.
"Already hard, are we?" Hidan murmured in a sultry tone, one of his hands boldly reaching down to grip Deidara's crotch over his shorts as his lips latched onto a tanned neck and sucked viciously at his pulse. Deidara was unable to stop himself from thrusting up against the strong hand against his hardening cock; trying to cause that pleasurable friction. Hidan stopped his attack on the blonde's neck to smirk and whisper, "…All you had to do was beg…" Deidara's breath shuddered and their lips connected violently again; Hidan's mouth devouring his in searing, passionate kisses. The older man's free hand clutched into the blonde's long hair and yanked it backwards to expose more neck, and again, that devilish mouth latched onto a new patch of skin; Deidara unable to suppress his moans.
"…You gonna beg?" Hidan murmured sadistically, squeezing a little harder on the younger man's arousal.
"T-Touch me," Deidara managed to stutter out amidst breathy gasps. His breath hitched when he felt a large hand reach into his pants and start stroking his length to full hardness. He turned Hidan's head and groaned long and deep into his ear; a sound that went straight to Hidan's crotch.
Itachi peered around the corner in disbelief to see his friend in the midst of a make-out session with his sleazy stalker; not to mention he was quite obviously being jacked off –and in public too.
"Your friend seems to be enjoying himself," a deep voice from behind Itachi remarked in amusement.
" –Yeah, Deidara's kind of a sucker for a hot body," Itachi commented with a sigh, "He likes to play hard to get but when someone gets him –" He suddenly found himself unable to form words as he turned and discovered that he was standing face-to-chest with none other than the sexy lifeguard himself, who was now chuckling.
"I've seen you around a bit," he remarked casually, "Kisame Hoshigaki."
"Itachi Uchiha," he managed to choke out, whilst maintaining every bit of his proud Uchiha stance and cool glare, "I…"The coolness was cracking, "…Have to go check on my brother…he fell in the pool…" And on that note, he turned and hurriedly left, leaving Kisame rather confused and not knowing what had just happened.
"Hey, Itachi?" he called out just before the raven was out of earshot, noticing that Hidan was quite smugly walking back into the party with a very flustered, flushed, panting Deidara, "…You might want to take your drunk friend with you…" Itachi gave him a small thankful look as he rescued the blonde and hauled him away from the party. Hidan just smirked at Kisame, who wrinkled his nose at him.
"There's cum on your hand."
Looking Kisame directly in the eye, Hidan crudely raised his hand and sucked it clean.
"You're disgusting, you know that?" Kisame cringed, making a face and shoving his friend playfully; said friend then raised an eyebrow, "No I do not want a taste!"
Gaara was rather drunk. Hell, maybe those shots from his brother were a terrible idea. He had no idea where Kiba and Naruto were, and he was just gravitating to where a large crowd had gathered in the hopes of finding one of them.
Upon closer observation, it became apparent that the focus of that large crowd was a person on top of a table. As Gaara neared, he promptly spilt all of his current drink all over himself and grew wide-eyed as he realised that that person was Neji; and he was dancing.
The brunette was shirtless and in only a pair of what Gaara considered sinfully tight leather pants, and he was swinging his hair back and forth and shaking his ass to the music like he did it as a profession. Gaara, hypnotised by the sight, found himself drawn through the crowd until he was standing right at the edge of the table; where he found both Hinata and Kiba.
"What is going on?" he shouted to Hinata in order to be heard.
"He's had a lot to drink," she yelled back and then pressed a hand to her mouth to hide a giggle, looking up at her cousin and pulling out her phone to take a video.
Neji all of a sudden grabbed one of the Hawaiian leis from an overhanging branch and looped it around his neck before spinning around and breaking into a series of breakdancing moves on the table. The girls in the crowd screamed in delight as he spun to a stop, lying seductively across the length of the table and pelvic thrusting the air. He licked his lips and ran a hand down his body, winking into the crowd as he crawled provocatively to his feet.
As soon as he was standing again, he ran his hands through his hair and tossed his head back, his expression one of pleasure; an expression that again sent the girls wild. Suddenly, he seemed to notice Gaara's eyes on him, and pointed dramatically at him; lipsyncing passionately to Adam Lambert's For Your Entertainment as the song blasted through the speakers. His pelvic thrusts were perfectly in time to the music as he sang; turning theatrically to shake his ass and smack it.
As the cheers grew louder, he spun again; this time sinking to his knees directly in front of Gaara; the redhead frozen at the sight of Neji's groin directly at eye level.
Neji changed tact, grinding the air as his hands worked through his hair, biting his lip sexily as Gaara's both horrified and transfixed eyes roved up the shirtless torso to settle on the handsome face. Those lips started lipsyncing again, I'm here for your entertainment…and Gaara could feel himself growing hard.
All of a sudden, Neji had moved to a sitting position and hand with one hand, grabbed the back of the redhead's neck, dragging him in close so that his mouth was hovering right next to Gaara's ear; Gaara's body pressed between his legs. At first, all Gaara could hear was heavy breathing, and all he could feel was Neji's crotch against his abdomen, and then there was a soft, "You're kinda cute," followed by a damp sensation running along the side of his jaw. It took him a split second to realise that it was Neji's tongue that was causing his senses to go into overload, and he shuddered in pleasure before he managed to snap himself back to reality.
Realising that he was about to be quite visibly hard in public, he forced his way out of the crowd of people and bolted as fast as his drunken legs would carry him.
Neji, lacking the person in front of him to steady himself, toppled forward slowly off the table; only to be caught by Kiba and Hinata on the way down before he hit the ground. He groaned groggily as Hinata chuckled.
"…Take me home, Hinata," he managed to grunt out, his vision rather blurry, "I want to lie down forever…"
Hinata just giggled quietly, and Kiba looked at her strangely; if that wasn't the cutest giggle he'd ever heard in his life! It seemed so unusual coming from such a strong girl; but it was beautiful, and it suited her.
Ahh drunken antics; always a source of amusement. God I love writing Hidan.
xx K