Table for three Ch.4 Notch on the lipstick.
It was a cool night as Naruto Uzumaki, a young 21 year old with tanned skin, around 6 ft 3in with golden spiked hair and ocean blue eyes to match was walking from work on his way back home in Ocean Beach. All was quite, only the sounds of cars drving by and the chirping of crickets to ring in his ears, which were now pierced due to a stupid bet he'd made with a co-worker. 'Damn you Garra, I know you fixed this thing!' Both ears were pierced, since none of them remembered which ear pierced ment you were gay. Naruto cell began to ring within his pocket, a heavey metal song blasting through the little speakers.
"Moshi Moshi?" Asked the blonde, too long away from home, way too long. "Hey Dope, can you pick up Hinata? Well, really she has her truck, but go to the club and get her." Before the blonde could even object to his task, Sasuke had already hung up. 'I don't get it! If she has her truck, why she need me to pick her up?' Naruto looked across the street and saw the pink and black building that was the Hustler. He'd only been in there once, and once was enough. Not that the girls weren't gorgeous, in fact he'd loved it, alot, but going to a strip wasn't really his thing. Vixens were in there, looking for a daddy with money. 'Why Hinata? Why are you a dancer?' Then the thought of Hinata dancing down a pole just made it worse. This women, who he didn't know, already had this affect on him. 'If I get with a girl, I'll ruin everything I have.' Sighing, Naruto ran straight across the street, causing cars to honk at him, till he reached the dark purple double doors. Gulping hard, Naruto pushed the door open, and stared at the strage.
Looking around, there were lights and lots of men drinking, sitting around the rim of the stage with horny smiles. 'Now wheres Hinata?' The song playing finished, all the girls on stage left behind the curtains leaving alot of men sad. "A'right everyone! It's time for out finale, our own singing angel! Hina-chan!!" The crowd whooped and hollered as the spot light went around the room, finally landing on the curtains. A guitar riff started up as a fishnet leg stepped out from behind. Next a fishnet gloved hand, then a whole body. Naruto gasped, grabbing the railing of the ramp to hold himself up as he walked out on stage with black boots, a violet sarong with pukka shells and a fishnet top with only a violet bra on underneath. Hinata was at the top of the stairs and smiled with her red lips. "Naruto walked closer, flashing his ID at the bouncer. His eyes never left the stage. Hinata looked to the long pole that went from her spot on the stair to the lower stage below. Jumping up, she grabbed the pole and began sliding down seductily. Twirling around so her hair looking like a wave. "You come on with a come on, you dont fight fair But thats o.k., see if I care!
Knock me down, its all in vain Ill get right back on my feet again!
Hit me with your best shot! Why dont you hit me with your best shot! Hit me with your best shot! Fire away!" Hinata struted on the rim of the lower stage, shaking her hips along with the beat of the song. One man was flaring around in his seat, leaning on the stage waving a 20 dollar bill. Hinata smirked almost evily and put her boot on his chest, grabbing his tie in her hands. "Well youre the real tough cookie with the long history Of breaking little hearts, like the one in me
Before I put another notch in my lipstick case You better make sure you put me in my place."
With her evil smirk, Hinata gentely kicked the man down with her boot, taking the 20 form him and putting it on the side of her skirt. Naruto tried calming down, but damn Hinata was good! No, better, she was the godess of Erotic dancing!
Back on the stage, Hinata ran back up the stair and swung her hips in circles, men contiuned to drool everywhere, even the blonde hidding next to the door. "Hit me with your best shot!
Come on, hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot!
Fire away!
Hit me with your best shot!
Why dont you hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot!
Fire away!"
The song finally finished, men whopped and make cat whisles as the indigo angel left the stage, a hip load of tips with her.
Naruto ran outside after Hinata's preformence to the truck, taking in deep breaths. 'Calm down Naruto, it was only the most sexiest dance you'd ever seen, no need to lose it!.' Though the little friend in his underwear dared to disagree. It agreed, sexiest dance ever, dared not to leave. Hinata walked out to the parking lot, the valet commenting on her preformence. "Not bad for the new girl, congrats." Smiled the brown spiky haired man. Hinata found him stange though, for he had two red fang tattoos on his cheeks. "Thank you, um..I guess." Hinata just walked away and to her truck, but stopped when she saw a patch of blonde hair over the bed of the car. 'Naruto?' Her eyes went bid with curiousity, what was Naruto doing here? Making sure it was him, Hinata cupped the side of her mouth and softly yelled out his name. "Naruto!"
The blonde jumpped when he heard his named called. Looking over the bed of the truck he saw her, this time she was clothed. Hinata was wearing a white winter coat with the hoodie on her head, skinny jeans and her black boots from the show. "Naruto? What a-are you doing here? Sasuke s-said he was picking m-me up." Hinata's light eyes sucked Naruto into another place, a different world, a world he couldn't get out...or didn't want to get out of. "W-w-well, he told me to pick you up." Naruto tried collecting himself, but what little help it did. "Oh, ok." Hinata walked to the passager door and got in, her black purse on her lap. Naruto twerked his eyesbrows, why was she in the side seat?
"Uhh, Hinata, I don't have a licence, I can't drive." Shame hit Naruto as he spoke to Hinata through her window. "O-oh, then I'll drive." Why was she in that seat anyways? Unless, 'What if she gets tired after her shows? Maybe she can't drive.'
"What I ment was." Naruto stopped Hinata from entering the driver's seat, palm against the door. "Is that I forgot to put my licence in my wallet, I'll drive." Hinata just smiled innocently and got back in the passanger seat. "Ok, hope we don't get pulled over though." She chimed with an almost smirk. 'I hope so to, I already have a DUI.' Naruto sheepishly smiled back and put the truck in gear. 'Damnnit, a stick shift.' Putting the clutch down and moving the stick with oh so many problems, Naruto fianlly got the car reving and out the lot.
"That was, a really awesome show you did." Hinata turned to the blonde and blushed a little pink. All she'd ever heard about her dancing was 'Stripper, whore, prstatue' and many other insultes. "T-thank you, you and my sister are the only ones who've said that I w-wasn't a whore for dancing." Naruto slammed on the brakes, one from what Hinata said, and two because he almost passed a red light. "You're not a whore Hinata! My last ex-girlfriends, they were whores! You're not a whore, don't listen to what anyone says! Dancing is dancing, be it on a pole or a laid out piece of cardboard!." Hinata burried her face in her jacket, Naruto just kept complementing her, how could she not blush like fire? "T-t-thank you...Naruto." The blonde smiled, glad to see his new friend was happy and drove on. 'I think, this might just work out.'