Spiked Punch & Ignorance
Author: guttervomit
Disclaimer: Don't own the characters so no killing me over it. No suing me either, preferably.
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Chapter Five: I'm Drunk
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The dark haired boy had stood stationery for a few moments, slightly befuddled, before following after Naruto, fully expecting to walk in and find the boy everything short of raping the girl. He was surprised however, when he walked in and found no tuft of blonde hair at all.
Walking further into the room, his eyes scanned his surroundings but still couldn't find his team mate, only a loud group of people that had began to form around the drinks table.
Moving closer and around a group of taller people, he found out why he couldn't find Naruto. The blonde was directly in the centre of the group, a large bowl brought up in front of his face as a trickle of punch ran down his chin and on to his shirt.
'That idiot.' Sasuke made his way through the crowd, using his elbows when people were in his way.
"Naruto." He called out but the blonde didn't stop so Sasuke continued towards him, stopping as someone grabbed at his arm.
Turning to see who belonged to the hand that had got a hold of him, he came face to face with Shikamaru.
"Let him have some fun, Uchiha." He said, amused eyes on the blonde that continued to drain the punch bowl. "I haven't seen Uzumaki drunk before."
"And hopefully you won't see it tonight either." Sasuke mumbled to himself as he wrenched his arm out of the other boy's grip and continued towards the blonde. "Naruto."
This time the blonde lowered the bowl and turned to Sasuke, a smile plastered across his face. "Yes?"
'Well, at least he isn't being angsty.' The Uchiha thought before his eyes flicked over the punch bowl that was still in the boy's hands. Much to his dismay, the dark haired boy noted that very little of the liquid remained there, most of it had either been swallowed or spilt on the blonde's shirt.
"What were you doing?" he asked flatly as the crowd around them began to disperse, new forms of amusement being needed.
"Getting a drink." Naruto answered, placing the bowl back on the table and wiping the punch from his face with his shirt sleeve. "Duh."
'More like getting drunk.' The Uchiha kept the thought to himself but instead reached passed the boy and grabbed a cup which he filled with chilled water from a jug. "Drink this."
"I'll pass." The boy declined and Sasuke could tell the previous drink was finding its way to his blood stream, a buzz being emitted as his eyes darted around the room instead of focussing on the boy in front of him. "Just had a drink."
"Naruto." He called the name but still didn't succeed in getting the boy to look at him. "Naruto, look at me."
Sasuke nearly jumped for joy when his own dark eyes were met by the bright blue of Naruto's. He opened his mouth but before he could start talking, several teenagers burst in the front door, sound of glass clinking in their arms.
"New supplies!" one called out as the group unloaded the bottles onto the coffee table in the middle of the couches. "Who's up for a drinking game?!"
Instantly the dark haired boy lost sight of blue as Naruto directed his attention to the new comers, a hand flying into the air. "Pick me! Pick me!"
'Please, don't pick him.'
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"You up for another round, Naruto?" asked the boy who had brought the extra drinks to the party.
"Ye—"
"No." Sasuke answered for the blonde, less than impressed by how much he and the boy had consumed in the previous games. "He's had enough."
"Suit yourself, man." The boy just shrugged and then dealt out cards to four or so other people that were going to be playing another game of poker. Sasuke wasn't quite sure of how this particular version of rules worked but he was well aware of how much drinking was involved.
"But Sasuke!" the blonde whined, a slight slur to his words and a pinkness to his cheeks. "I wanna play!"
"No." Sasuke replied, voice firm as he sat on the couch with his eyes closed and arms crossed over his chest. 'I sound like I'm his mother.'
"Sasuke!" Naruto drew the name out in pleading manner much like a kid would after being declined a lolly.
"No." he repeated, eyes coming open to give the boy a stern look. "You're drunk. You don't need any more."
The blonde looked as if he was going to complain again but instead flopped back against the couch and mimicked Sasuke's seating position, arms crossed. The dark haired boy diverted his eyes from the boy's pout, fearing prolonged exposure could prove hazardous by way of further alcohol consumption.
Little occurred during the next seventeen minutes apart from one small protest from the blonde but that was nothing compared to Sasuke's newest dilemma.
"How about a game of spin the bottle?" Ino's voiced chirped, an empty bottle in her hand.
'They can't be serious.'
A few words of agreement from the other couch occupiers and the table was cleared and the single empty bottle was placed on its side.
'They're serious.'
As Sasuke tried to glare the bottle into obliteration, he noticed the other people finding spaces on the couches, Naruto moving closer to let someone sit next to him, his body language switching from 'This sucks.' to 'Yay! A new game! I wanna play! Please let me play!'.
As if Sasuke's efforts hadn't existed, the bottle remained how it was, solitary and mocking.
The dark haired boy could feel Naruto's anticipation as Rock stepped forward and spun the bottle with more intensity than should have been needed. And thus the game commenced.
An immediate look of disgust washed over Ino's face when she saw the bottle stop while pointing in her direction.
For some reason, Sasuke sensed that the girl was now regretted her decision about starting this game.
Rock practically danced over to the girl and managed to peck her on the lips before being battered away again and pushed aside as Ino reached for the bottle. A flick of the girl's wrist sent it spinning and the girl's eyes lit up as it slowed down and neared Shikamaru but then grimaced when it halted at Hinata.
Neither of the girls looked overly excited, Ino unimpressed while Hinata looked positively uncomfortable, but a quick glance around the room and Sasuke guessed that a majority of the guys were liking the idea even if they didn't.
As Ino stepped toward the short haired girl, she caught the eye of the boy next to her and gave a smirk.
'Poor Hinata. She's going to give Nara a show.'
And sure enough, the blonde bent down and dove in for what Sasuke guessed was what people perceived as a 'sexy' kiss. When Ino pulled back and moved back to her seat with a wink at Shikamaru, the violated and embarrassed look couldn't be missed on Hinata's face.
'They call this amusement?' The boy thought confusedly, missing what a lot of the other boys seemed to be getting.
The blush on the girl's cheeks was bright as she leant forward and spun the bottle, hands wringing themselves as she waited for it to stop. Looking up at who it was pointed to, the girl amazed the Uchiha with her abilities to blush even deeper than he thought was humanly possible.
Averting her eyes, the girl stood and made her way across to Naruto and the dark haired boy felt his muscles tense slightly before he forced them to ease.
Once she'd reached her destination, Hinata stood awkwardly in front of the blonde for a moment, obviously unsure of what to do.
Naruto did however and he reached up and gave her a small kiss on the mouth and then grinned widely at her, excitement of the game rushing through him along with the alcohol.
'The girl's going to treasure that moment for eternity.' Sasuke chuckled inwardly as he watched her stumble back to her seat, the smallest of smiles being hidden by a hand.
By the time the boy had managed to refocus on the bottle, it was easing to a stop, neck of the bottle pointing at him.
"I'm not playi--"
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'Yes, you are playing. Whether you like it or not.' Naruto said internally, body already moving on its own accord. A few moments later and the blonde's brain had caught up to find his legs straddling the Uchiha, his hands on his shoulders and mouth locked to his.
A sudden fear of being hit or pushed away flooded the blonde's mind but he stayed where he was, unwilling to force his limbs into action. He felt a hand come up and rest on his hip as the Uchiha's lips moved against his in a way Naruto had only ever dreamed of, and the blonde's new worry was that his mind would implode from an overload of Sasuke.
Reluctantly pulling back, Naruto saw the boy's eyes flutter open with an uncharacteristically unfocused look. Gathering all his willpower, Naruto slowly managed to remove himself from the unfamiliar yet comfortable position, seating himself back down and wiping his mouth.
Noticing the multiple looks of confusion and shock, the blonde offered an explanation best as his hazy mind could.
"I'm drunk."