Disclaimer- I do not own Naruto, Turn Me On, or Antidote. They all belong the their respective writer/artist.
"Itachi," I choked out.
Hearing me, his head snapped to the side to look at me and I couldn't help but think that his expression was like that of a child who had just been caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Like they couldn't believe they got caught.
I felt a sob come up and I threw my hand over my mouth to stop it from coming out. I could feel the tears streaming down my face as I turned and ran, ignoring him calling my name.
'Stupid stupid STUPID!'
I chanted it to myself like a mantra as I ran through the deserted theater and out into the cool night.
'I should have seen this coming.'
I walked quickly towards my car when a hand gripped my shoulder. I didn't even hesitate as I brought my hand around behind me, the sound of my hand slapping him across the face echoing through the night.
"I hate you!" I screamed before turning and running again, leaving the man I loved standing there.
As soon as I opened the car door and jammed the key into the ignition I slammed on the gas. The road was swimming in front of me and after a while I pulled over, knowing it wasn't a good idea to be doing seventy on a highway when you couldn't see straight.
I dropped my head onto the wheel and sobbed quietly for a minute before reaching for my purse, digging around for a moment before pulling out my phone.
It took me three tries to finally dial the number and my hands shook as I brought the receiver up to my ear.
"Hello?"
"Ino! He was on the couch and there was this girl and- oh my god!" my whole body shook as I cried into the receiver.
"Sakura? Baby, just drive yourself home and I'll be waiting okay? Can you drive?" Ino asked gently.
"Y-yes," I stuttered back.
"Okay, I'll see you in a little while alright?"
"Okay."
Ending the call, I put my phone back into my purse and started the engine again. Pulling back onto the highway, I slid through the streets until twenty minutes later I was pulling into my apartment build's parking lot.
I saw Ino leaning against her car but by the time I parked she was already at my window. Turning off the car, I stepped out only to be enveloped in a hug as I let loose a waterfall of tears.
"She was on top of him and he wasn't even trying to push her off!" I sobbed.
"Sh, I know he's a big asshole," Ino cooed.
Wrapping gentle arms around my waist, we walked to my door and I fumbled around with the keys for a minute before I managed to jam the right one in and open the door.
Depositing me on the couch, Ino ran into the other room only to come back a moment later, this time with ice cream, tissues, and The Notebook.
"Desperate times call for desperate measures," the blond mumbled as she popped the lid off the two-gallon carton of chocolate ice cream and shoved two spoons into it. Handing it to me, she walked to my T.V. and put the D.V.D in.
As the opening credits started to role, she sat back down on the couch and picked the two tissue boxes up of the coffee table, giving one of them to me and the other she placed in her lap. Taking the other spoon from the carton, she turned her attention to the T.V.
Forcibly ignoring the ache in my chest, I focused on the movie.
For the next two hours I let myself go numb, focusing solely on the movie and nothing else.
But when the two hours were up, the ache was back in my chest and I grabbed a tissue as another sob escaped.
Ino was there in a second, wrapping her arms around me and letting me cry into her shoulder. Why? Why did Itachi have to cheat on me? Why did it have the hurt so freaking much?
The night went on around us but inside my apartment, I felt like the world had stopped completely.
I nodded to the nurse at the front desk as I walked out, not really in the mood to do anything more than that.
A week had gone by since Itach- I mean the bastard went behind my back. Now, I felt like there was a big hole in the middle of my chest and no matter what I did it wouldn't go away. I walked out and quickly got into my car, driving out onto the streets.
I felt almost like a robot, just doing everything automatically, not really thinking about it. I didn't care if I got stuck in traffic, or if one of the interns was being a bitch, I just don't care.
I pressed on the gas as the light turned green and leaned back into my seat.
"California girls, we're unforgettable-"
"Hello?" I asked, answering my phone.
"Sakura! Where are you?" Ino asked through the phone.
"On my way home from work."
"Good, cause I've got a surprise for you."
"I don't want it Ino," I deadpanned.
"Oh trust me, you will."
I didn't like that evil tone, not one bit. But before I could open my mouth to ask her what the hell she was planning she hung up.
"Oh just great," I muttered as I got closer and closer to my doom *cough*- I mean house.
I eased up on the gas, trying to prolong whatever Ino was planning for as long as possible, but eventually I come to a stop in front of my apartment.
"Kami-sama have mercy."
I walked to my door and put the key into the lock, twisted, and stepped inside.
Immediately I was grabbed by the wrist and dragged towards the stairs.
"Finally! I thought you were never gonna get home! Now, we have to get ready because you know how these places work-"
"Um, Ino, where exactly are we going?" I asked somewhat hesitantly.
An evil smirk, one that could make even the devil himself shake in fear, twisted my best friend's glossed lips.
"We, my dear little heart broken friend, are going clubbing."
I froze, literally being dragged up the stairs, and felt my eyes widen. What finally broke me out of my stupor though was stepping into my bedroom and seeing the bags of makeup and mounds of dress bags littered all over the room.
"OH HELL NO!"
I turned around, lunging for the door, but Ino's iron grip stopped me.
"Oh no no no, you need this. Ever since It- you know who cheated on you you've had the biggest freakin rain cloud over you head your depression has been almost contagious."
I felt a pang in my chest. Well was it my fault that I was heart broken? No, I most certainly think not. Stupid pig's never had a guy cheat on her, how would she know what it feels like?
"So, I've decided to give you a little pick me up. Tonight, you and me are going to the club, flirting with some guys, dancing our asses off, getting shit faced drunk, and completely and entirely forgetting about Itachi Uchiha." She finished.
It did sound nice, the getting shit face drunk part, not the flirting part. And the forgetting Itachi part…
The pain I felt in my chest just thinking of him made my decision for me.
I sighed in defeat, "Fine, we can go."
"YES! We're going to have so much fun tonight! Oh we have so much to do! First, you need a dress. Oh! I know exactly which one I want for you!"
All the while Ino was running around my room, rambling on, I sat back and thought.
'Cha! Ino-pig's right, we need to forget about that no good cheating prick once and for all!'
"Sakura!"
I barely had time to blink before a crimson red blob was whizzing towards my head.
"Put that on!" Ino called as she dove back into the piles of clothes, looking for a dress for herself.
Shaking out the dress, I almost screamed when I saw it.
"Isn't it adorable? It's one of my favorites but you can wear it tonight because kami-sama knows you need it more than I do!"
"Ino there is no way in hell I'm wearing this- this thing!" I screeched.
"Oh yes you are, you need all the male attention you can get tonight. And come on, by wearing that and having every guy in the club drool over you, it'll be like the biggest F you to Itachi you could ever give!" she reasoned back.
I bit my lip. Was my class as a woman really worth screwing Itachi?
'HELL YES!'
Standing, I started to slip out of my clothes and into the dress, Ino helping me with the zipper once I had pulled it up all the way.
'Oh my kami-sama.'
It was a rich crimson red color, with an about three inch wide strip of rushing going straight down the middle, an identical strip going down the back. On both sides, there were three wide slits, the whole thing only stopping about an inch below the very top of my thigh and starting very low as to show the maximum amount of cleavage. Oh, and did I mention the whole thing was skintight? Basically, I looked like a hooker.
"My my Sakura, I never knew you would look so good in my dress," Ino leered.
"Shut up Pig," I growled.
She just laughed and pushed me over to my vanity. Ten minutes later I opened my eyes and gazed in wonder at Ino's masterpiece.
My hair was pin straight and looked like silk as it swayed around my lower back. For my face, she had traced my eyes with black eyeliner and added think black mascara to my lashes. Bright red lipstick and some light blush completed everything.
"Damn girl, you look fiiiiiiiine," Ino whistled.
I blushed slightly and glared at her through the mirror, "Oh you just be quiet!"
Twenty minutes later, Ino had put on her dress, black with no back and gold chains going across the back, but voted to leave her hair in its usual straight ponytail with the same makeup as myself.
"Well my friend," Ino said as we looked at ourselves in the mirror, "we look good."
And in my head, I couldn't help but agree.
"Alright, lets go lets go lets go!" Ino chanted as she disappeared out into the hallway. I took a final look in the mirror before taking my wallet, house key, and phone and shoving them all down my bra.
"Oh my kami-sama we're going to have so much fun tonight!" Ino squealed as I locked the door, twisting it once to make sure it was locked. Turning around, I followed her out into the parking lot and over to where her silver Mercedes was parked.
Stepping inside, Ino continued to talk as she pulled out and onto the road.
"Tonight, we're going to drink so much we're not even going to be able to remember our names tomorrow morning!"
I shuddered slightly. The amount of alcohol you'd need to consume to suffer from memory loss. The hang over you would get from that much alcohol. I gagged slightly just thinking about it.
Drunk is fine. Piss drunk is not.
I had spent the last twenty minutes mentally bracing my body for the onslaught of alcohol is was going to have to process when we finally arrived at the club. An'ya Buyouka was lit up in big neon letters and looking out I saw a line of people waiting to get in.
"Ino, there's a line. How the heck are we going to get in?" I asked as we stepped out. Almost immediately, I heard someone cat call from the line of people and I fought the urge to cross my arms over my chest.
"Oh, don't worry about that," Ino called over her shoulder as she strutted right up to the bouncer, completely cutting the line.
Three minutes later, we were inside and walking to the bar.
"Remind me to tell Shikamaru to get you a leash," I grumbled as we sat down.
"Oh please, a little harmless flirting in good for the soul." She countered back as she read the drink list.
"Yeah, or good for the crotch," I said quietly.
A moment later the bartender came over, a cute guy with brown hair, a nice tan and the most beautiful blue eyes, and we both order black velvets before turning back to face each other.
"Alright, I say we both do three drinks then we hit the dance floor."
I nodded my agreement to the plan just as our drinks were set down in front of us.
"To the forgetting of Itachi Uchiha," Ino said, raising her glass.
"Amen," I said back as we clicked our glasses together.
Bringing the glass to my lips, I let a small smile, the first one I'd had since the 'incident', grace my face. I was going to have some fun tonight.
The music was pounding and I was having trouble seeing straight, probably because of the large amounts of alcohol I had consumed in the last two and a half hours, and I'm pretty sure the guy behind me just grabbed my ass. Not that I care, I'm having way too much fun right now. Turn Me On was blaring out of the speakers and I mouthed the lyrics to myself as a swung my hips to the beat.
"Hey, I'm going to go get another drink," Ino shouted to me over the music and I nodded absentmindedly, not really caring where she was going.
A.N.- Okay, special part coming in right now. This is going to be the only time in the whole story (I think) that I'm going to have someone else's P.O.V. other than Sakura's
NORMAL POV
Ino weaved her way through the crowd towards the bar. She wasn't worried about Sakura; she would be fine dancing by herself for a while.
Sitting down, the pretty blond waved to the bartender.
"I'll have a gin and tonic please."
"Make that two."
Turning in her seat to see who had sat down next to her she almost choked when she saw who it was. There, sitting next to her, was none other then Deidara Iwa.
It just so happened that he finally noticed who she was at that exact second to.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, UN?"
"Me," he pointed to himself, "I'm trying to help my friend get over a break up, un!"
"That's exactly what I'm here fo-" Ino stopped talking. Dread washed over the two as they looked at each other again.
"Oh kami-sama please tell that Sakura's not here," he pleaded.
Giving him a look he threw his face into his hands and cryed, "Oh shit we're screwed!"
"No we're not," she said firmly. "We just have to make sure they don't see each other."
Looking back out into the sea of people moving on the dance floor Ino could only just barely make out Sakura's head of pink hair but only if she really looked for it.
"Here," she said, holding out her hand to the celebrity while she used her other hand to dig around in her bra, "give me your phone."
"Why, un?" he asked, looking suspicious.
The model just rolled her eyes at him as she finally found her phone. "To exchange numbers so that we can give each other updates on Itachi and Sakura's positions so that we can make sure to keep them away from each other."
"Oh, good idea, un," the blond said as he took his phone out of his pocket and handed it to his look alike.
Quickly punching in each other's numbers they agreed to give each other updates every ten minutes unless one of the two decided to change spots.
Ino got up, taking her drink with her, and went back onto the dance floor to track Sakura while Deidara sent a message to the rest of the band (with the exception of Itachi of course) all sitting back at the table.
Back at said table, all the men sitting there (no including Itachi) felt their phones go off at the same time and pulled them out of their pockets. They all proceeded to spit out their drinks (not Itachi) as they read their screens.
'Sakura's here', was written on neat block letters on their phone screens as they reread Deidara's message to make sure it was correct. Looking up, they exchanged looks before turning to the most wasted person in the group who was looking at them all with a raised eyebrow.
"What?" the Uchiha snapped.
"Nothing! Just have another fucking drink!" Hidan stammered as he pushed another bear towards the black haired singer.
"Hn," was all he said as he picked it up and took a sip.
"Hey guys," Deidara said as he took his seat at the table again. Immediately three sets of eyes swung to him, all asking the same question.
The pianist just gave a nervous smile and shrugged slightly. They all just sat there for a second before the sound of giggling brought their attention to the group of girls coming up behind them.
"Um, aren't you guys like the Akatsuki?" asked a busty blond.
"That would be us," Sasori replied, a smirk crawling onto his face as he looked at the scantily clad girls surrounding the table. Just because Itachi wanted to settle down didn't mean he had to.
"Ohmygosh, we like love you guys!"
Sakura laughed as she spun around, ever aware of all the male attention she was getting as she swung her hips provocatively to the beat booming through the club. Next to her, Ino smiled at her best friend, happy she was forgetting about her ex who just so happened to be not even a few hundred feet away from them.
Ino felt her phone vibrate and pulled it out, looking at the screen.
'Where's Sakura? Itachi's still at the table up in the VIP lounge.'
Quickly typing back a reply, Ino shoved her phone back into her bra before her friend could notice what she was doing.
"Omg Ino you were right, this is fun! I don't even remember his name!" the drunken pinkette giggled as she leaned heavily against her best friend.
"See, I told you didn't I?" she replied as the girl nodded back.
Another buzz vibrated her chest and Ino pulled out her phone quickly. Her brow furrowed slightly, it hadn't been ten minutes yet.
'He's going to the dance floor. Get Sakura off!'
Ino looked back up to get the girl away from the dance floor only to see she had disappeared. Panicking, she looked around for her best friend's distinctive pink hair only to realize she couldn't find it anywhere.
"Come on, come dance with me," the blond giggled as she pulled the raven-haired man to his feet.
The only male blond at the table took out his phone and set another message as he watched his inebriated friend let himself be pulled to his feet and out towards the grinding bodies in the middle of the club.
'Did you move her yet?' he sent.
He waited anxiously for a second before his phone vibrated in his hand.
'I can't find her!'
Almost dropping his drink, he ran up to Sasori (who was already halfway to the dance floor being dragged by a brunette) and grabbed him.
"Ino lost Sakura, un," he whispered.
"How did she lose her? She has pink hair?" the red head hissed back and he turned to look at Itachi who had already started to grind with the blond.
"How should I know, un?"
Stalking up to the two remaining members of the band, Sasori growled, "We have a problem."
Sakura was having the time of her life. She had been dancing, just minding her own business, when Antidote, which was by the way one of her favorite club songs, came on. Then, this really cute guy with shaggy light brown hair and gorgeous hazel eyes came up and started dancing with her. It was her lucky night!
Of course though, she failed to notice the fact that she could no longer see Ino, or most of the guy for that matter. Grinding back into him, she let her hips move to the rhythm as she lost herself in the music. She didn't even push the guy's hands down as they started to crawl through the slits of her dress. It just felt so good!
Somewhere in the back of her hazy mind she knew this was wrong, but at the moment she just didn't care. Just as the guy's hands got really far into her dress she felt him get ripped away from her.
Turning around to see where he went, she saw his on the ground hold his now bleeding nose. Looking up, her eyes met smoldering onyx.
Okay so I know I haven't updated in like a really long time so I made the chapter longer to make up for it. It's the longest one I've written yet! And my favorite if I may add. Hehe, Sakura's in trouble! I guess that you'll just have to read to see what happens.
Oh! About the whole me asking you what's going to happen thing, no one got it completely correct but some of you came very, very close! Aw, if you can figure it out does that mean it's boring! I hope not, that would suck. Aw well.
Thanks so so much to everyone who reviewed! They mean so much to me! Keep it up!
R&R