.o60 Sake (as in the alcohol)
They were drunk. No that wasn't the appropriate term, piss drunk was better to describe how Madara and Sakura were at this party. A party thrown by Ino after finals had passed, and finding out she too had 'passed' in relatively flying colors. The blond had invited every one she knew, and some of those people brought their own friends. Turning what was a party amongst friends in to what high schoolers and college students called a rager. The two girl's home that they had rented from Ino's parents was filled with people – college students as the majority and some under aged kids who snuck in under their 'friend's' wing. All to drink alcohol and smoke weed with what was deemed as the 'cool' kids, and to relatively be bad. Both adults had found company within each other as others cavorted amongst the lively groups, playing beer pong, kings cup or battle shots. What ever was preferred by the group – though it seemed many types of games of the drinking variant or just plain ole social drinking was happening.
Sakura some how contested at beer pong with Hinata as her team mate against Omoi and Samui. One game of flawless victory and another being a complete loss ( she had to blame Naruto for crashing in to the table for that and messing up her apparent groove). Where as Madara watched her from a distance, socially drinking with his older friends from a gang many had dubbed the Akatsuki. The older man had noticed her before at other parties thrown by the Uchiha brothers and his own friends, though albeitly she was a little less drunk in those times than now. Where as Sakura did not notice or even know of Madara, for she was inept at keeping tabs with social proclivities unless they were consistently in her friend circle like Ino and Naruto were. But some how she was always dragged to these different events by her social loving friends despite her social retardation. Which was lost when a drop of alcohol entered her blood. He wasn't too trilled himself about going to social gatherings but he always went to the ones where he knew she would be attending.
His more boisterous friends like Deidara and Hidan would question loudly over their luncheons why he haven't just nailed her yet, or even professed his love for the young woman. Itachi and Pein knew how he operated full well, and that he was passive, waiting and patient for the time to be 'right'. But there was only so much waiting one could do before becoming impatient or before the 'love' of his life was whisked away by another force – human, social or life. However Pein's girlfriend, Konan suggested that he have a drinking game with the pinkette because it seemed like at every party she was playing something. And it would potentially be a way that they could bond or initiate something. He had to agree with this to some point. But what game? And how would he even approach some one who didn't know who he was? She was busy socializing with her own clique of friends and some people he had never seen before who sported tans.
Sasori mumbled over his beer bottle while looking at the same direction, that they were from his college in Suna and that they were apparently the head master's children. It was apparent she was friendly with them, and that Sasori did not like these 'kids'. Madara figured he didn't like them either, especially how the red head with the facial tattoo and eyeliner looked at her. He had to make a move and fast, even if he could create a potentially awkward situation.
The pinkette was enjoying her self, with a mixed drink in hand and a good conversation though a little slurred by the alcohol in her hand. Sakura drank more than her one or two beers she usually had, and played more games that she could count. But the girl could hold her liquor better than her blond friend who was draping her self over Shikamaru and then Sai, much to Temari's distaste. But no one could really blame her for the 'slutty' behavior that booze had brought on. Because Ino was just a very friendly drunk like Sakura was, but to the extreme. Even though her Suna friend was quite territorial when it came to her boyfriend despite the blonde and the lazy genius being just best friends since they were babies. The green eyed girl had to smile though, her friend's antics were funny though a trite on the needy side. After all Ino tried to beat Sakura in a game of Battle shots and lost horribly, since she had no idea how to play regular battle ship only with shots for boats. Sakura had to wonder how Ino could be so smashed, since she drank more than Sakura ever did in a life time. Therefore she thought her friend's tolerance was higher than her own. But that wasn't the case. The girlfriend did not know half the tricks to drinking as the pink haired student did. Especially since she had learned most of her drinking tricks from her large breasted grandmother, Tsunade. Such as eating certain foods to soak up the alcohol or not to chug your drinks like it was doing out of style. Ishe practiced this quite well but the alcohol the girl consumed still had a warming effect on her and turned her more in to a social 'butterfly'.
However it did not take away her perception and so far she could feel the eyes of a dark male on her. The way he watched her felt like he was boring holes in to her head, and that he was too interested in her than his own gathering. He even ignored the girls who sauntered up to him with alcohol on their breaths and lust in their eyes. Even if their breasts were spilling out of too tight of shirts and their bodies ached for 'attention' they thought they deserved. Sakura had to snort at that, but found his resilience to refreshing. Not to mention he was rather cute, but even in her inclination to be a social butterfly and float up to him. The pinkette would let him make the first move, let him break the slight notices they had of each other through out the night. If he was that interested.
She continued drinking with her friends until she excused her self to go sit on the balcony overhanging the outside portion of the party. To get a breath of fresh air and a little alone time, perhaps a signal to invite the young man to socialize with her in a more 'quiet' spot.
A few moments later, he finally approached her, it was much more appropriate of a time, when she wasn't being hounded by her friends to play and drink. In hand was a pair of small cups and a bottle of Sake he brought to the party. Thankfully that wasn't touched, most thought it to be astringent and not well mixed with other chasers. She was sitting out on the balcony, watching the stars and having a moment to her self. The girl was still buzzed, even a bit drunk – relishing in the cool air, unhindered by the noise and smoke.
Madara sat down next to her on the comfortable patio set, as people below them swam and laughed loudly as the music blared. Both looked at each other, as he poured the small 'shots' of Sake in to the white cups. And nudged one towards the pink haired woman, nodding some what. "Hello" He finally grasped, introducing himself simply, and not spurned by lust like other men had done inside. Or girls to him had done. It was nice, as Sakura took the drink, drank it and twisted her face a little at the bitterness of the proffered drink. He did the same but was not adversely affected by the traditional drink of the Japanese. After there she responded gently, appreciating the dark haired man even more for not coming on to her in a randy behavior.
"Hello to yourself, stranger. What brings you to this 'fine' party this night?"
It was a little awkward, she could admit but Sakura did not know him other than Sasuke whispering to her that he was his relative that night. And to be careful because Madara was just as mysterious as he was handsome. Which got many girls in to 'trouble'. But with Madara he decided that he no longer wanted to play the game of a one night stand. He wanted something real just as Sakura did.
Both drank together in silence for a bit, pouring drinks for each other. They started warming up to each other after the silence and simple introductions. Maybe it was the Sake making them talk, maybe it was mutual attraction but sure enough the Sake did play a role in loosening their tongues.
"What do you think of this party?" she asked, raising a pale brow at him, looking at him as he watched the people below. He shrugged and laughed, it was deep and harmonic – something she could get used to hearing from an Uchiha.
"It is like any other party? Loud, full of obnoxious people and booze." His eyes danced on her face, a smile darting like a wild rabbit as laughter and a glass breaking hummed in the background. " I agree with you." She smiled, it was pure and pretty like the moon. As they found them selves inching closer and closer together as the seconds trolled by. They seemed to get along, appreciating each others company, but some where in the back of her mind it felt like a fairy tale.
"Do you go to parties often?" He asked, taking a swig of his drink. Madara was opening oogling her now, as the Sake took a more pronounced toll on his ability to make 'decisions'. Just as it was with Sakura. "Yeah I do but I never have this much fun!" the girl waggled her tongue a little bit before knocking her head back to take another shot. Being close to him felt right, and it felt good. Despite the niggling feeling that it was a temporary state. " I have never seen you before, how do you know Ino?" she asked finally after their four or five shots of sake from the exceptionally large bottle he had brought. It would be gone soon, and one of them would have to go hunting for another bottle of liquor if they wanted to continue this bout of drinking together.
"Itachi knows her from a drama course he had to take." He half shouted, their senses were impaired as the music was turned up below them. Humming and thumping, thank god Ino's parents bought a house that was relatively 'secluded' from neighbors. So the cops wouldn't have to be called down the road for a noise violation. "I came because he wanted the company, just in case he got jumped by his fan girls."
She laughed at this, the smile reaching her bottle green eyes. "Oh that is true alright, if he was alone god forbid what would happen to him." The girl knew Itachi because she was great friends with Sasuke since they were children. And he happened to know this, only because his Aunt sung her praises quite often and even professed she wanted to have a daughter in law like her. But both laughed at this, acknowledging that their mutual friend had a fan base of girls and some guys who would give the thin man gifts and stalk him around like a celebrity.
"My name is Sakura by the way, and yours?" She promptly stuck out a hand, their names were never exchanged in the beginning. But somehow the alcohol that they drank smoothed that over as his hand grasped hers warmly. "I am Madara, I am Itachi and Sasuke's cousin." . Again the girl had smiled prettily at him, and it caused him to feel what girls would describe as 'butterflies'. Of course she had blushed some what, possibly from the alcohol. But it made her look even lovelier than before. "Well it is nice to finally meet you!" Sakura cooed, both were definitely drunk by the time the bottle was emptied and they were conversing in a jolly manner. They exchanged what they were doing with themselves in college, their friends and nuances that gave them common ground with every sentence exchanged.
"Oh no the Sake is gone." She pouted after they had poured the last cups for themselves. "We will just have to go get more then" Madara teased, smiling at her feeling quite warm in the face. "I might have a bottle of gin in my room, I have been saving it." The girl responded, she didn't' feel like wobbling down the stairs and possibly being wrangled in to another game or in to a conversation with one else but him. Nor did he feel like relinquishing the attention of the girl he so 'admired' from afar. Has she was getting up his hand covered hers, he rose with her as their faces were dangerously close.
"Let me go with you." The red eyed male breathed huskily, looking down his nose and in to her hooded eyes. He didn't want her to leave him alone, because there was always the chance she would pass out asleep in her room and leave the man hanging. "ok." She whispered, even though normally should would have been shy enough to stammer out you could wait. That is when their lips crashed together, maybe it was because she rose up to fast again from her chair or he purposefully did it. But it was warm and sweet, and both parties enjoyed it.
However they broke apart, and she looked quite...disappointed. "I am sorry...I shouldn't have." The ink haired man mumbled, looking at her. He didn't want to force her in to something the pinkette didn't want to experience. But she put a finger to his lips and hushed him "Shhh, don't worry. I liked it."
Sakura leaned in again, contradicting her usually shy behavior around cute boys. And kissed him, and Madara responded equally as her kiss showed her now blatant attraction towards him. They moved together, wobbling in to her femmine room that was so neatly organized and dimly lit. It was untouched by the party below, and he looked around hazily at her décor. It suited the girl and he liked it, finding that they had much more in common than just intellectual inquiries and drinking preferences. She was kneeling beside her large bed, pulling out the bottle filled with clear liquor. They knew theys hould have stopped with the Sake but they didn't feel it was necessary in their haze. Tomorrow both would have massive hangovers that they would regret. Yet it was worth it, to sit on the girl's soft bed and drink as the party died down around them. But that night after their bottle of gin, nothing more than grinding and kissing took place. He had stopped much to his chagrin and her pout.
This time the dark haired male put his finger to her lips and hushed her whine for more. "We should wait, and be sober when we do so. I want to know more about you, and I want to date you." there he said it, and Sakura's eyes widened, as she blushed prettily. Whilst they laid on her bed, she murmured softly to him. "Stay the night, you cannot drive like this." Though she did not mention where he would sleep, but it mattered naught as she wrapped her arms around him as he did her. Pulling him to a snuggle as cars drove down the driveway and away. Both were content in their haze, falling in to a sleep filled with dreams of one another.
Author's Note;
YAY~ Drunk!Sakura and Drunk!Madara. Being sort of cutesy, I am sorry that it might be poorly written, it was hard to meld a party scene with boy meets girl sort or way.