Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Facebook

Any similarities between the Goshikku Kanpi Nightclub in this story and in real life are purely coincidental

No platform shoes were damaged in the making of this fan fic

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Temari groaned and rolled over on her bed. She was so bored. Sakura, Ino, Hinata and Tenten were busy and her dad wasn't letting her go out. She got off her bed and turned her laptop on. She was going to get on Facebook for a bit, when she saw something that made her double take. "Goshikku Kanpu Nightclub," she muttered, looking at the ad on Facebook. "An all ages Nightclub with 21 and up bar."

It was downtown, but all she'd have to do would be wait for her dad to go to sleep. It was open from 8 p.m. to 6 a.m. and from the name and detailed description, it looked like just the kind of thing she was into. She quickly formed a plan. Her dad and brother's slept like logs and were not night people, so she would go to sleep early and set her cell phone alarm for 12:30 a.m. Then when they were asleep she'd sneak out her window, and she'd be back by the time they wake up, or about 6 in the morning.

It was flawed, sure, but it had a 92 percent chance of succeeding. She shut her laptop and went downstairs. "I'm going to bed," she called down. Her dad grunted in acknowledgement. She went back upstairs and set her alarm. She put it on a low volume but placed it by her pillow so she would hear it. Then she changed into her pajamas and got into bed. "Here's to plans succeeding," she muttered, before turning her light out.

12:30 a.m…

Temari woke up right when the alarm went off and she shoved the phone under her pillow, before turning the alarm on it off. She listened carefully to see if anyone had heard it, but as per usual they were still sleeping. She smirked and climbed out of bed. She stuffed some pillows in it to look like her incase anyone came in, and she padded over to her closet. She opened it and got out the corset she had purchased earlier, a pair of red and black striped stockings that she had to clip onto a garter belt, a set of black petticoats that went down to her upper-mid thigh, a black lace choker, and a pair of black, fingerless, elbow length lace gloves.

She held the corset up and looked at it again. 'I should make sure to get this fitted,' she thought with a grin. She put it on, examining herself in the mirror. It wasn't designed to cinch the waist, but as a piece of lingerie. It had a red satin base, with black lace over it, and black laces. The edges and the top of the corset had a fringe of black lace as well. Then she pulled the stockings on. They had a few strategically placed holes, and she clipped them onto the corset. Then she put on the petticoats. They actually went on a little under the edge of the corset, and they were made of a gauzy material.

She brushed her hair quickly, and tied it up into her usual 4 pigtails, but she used long black ribbons to tie it up. Then she lined her eyes with kohl, and put on lipstick that was practically blood red. She put the lipstick in her purse, and pulled the gloves and choker on. Then she grabbed a pair of knee high black platforms, and tucked them under her arms. She checked her appearance in the mirror, before slipping on a pair of slippers and opening her window. She carefully climbed out, and closed the window mostly. Then she grabbed onto the pillar below the window ledge, and climbed down it, careful not to rip or tear anything. She landed silently and put the platforms on, leaving the slippers by the pillar.

She strutted out of the yard and down the street. She would have to catch the bus, but she could handle that. She walked to the bus stop and got on the bus, which arrived after a few minutes of waiting. She got a few looks, but she brushed them off. She felt extremely empowered at the moment. It was about half an hour before they arrived in downtown, but the nightclub was by one of the first stops once they got there.

She got off the bus and walked up to the entrance. There was no need to use a fake I.D. seeing as it was all ages so she just had to pay. She sauntered into the club. "Oh, my god," she whispered. The club was full of pulsating lights, electronic music, and bodies dancing. Most everyone was dressed like she was, and the music was exactly like the kind she listened to at home.

Within' minutes she had begun dancing. She swayed with the crowd; the energy from everyone creating a kind of buzz that excited her. She flirted with her eyes, switching between dance partners as she moved through the crowd.

She lost track of time, only stopping dancing to get some water. She realized that at least two hours had past when her feet started aching. She walked over to a table set off to the side and sat down, watching everyone and basking in the red and blue flashing lights. She saw something off to the side and turned her head quickly. It looked like pineapple hair, and it was moving towards her. "What?" she asked.

It turned out to be a girl, but she looked so similar to Shikamaru it was startling. She wore her hair similarly, one of the only differences being the fact she kept two parts of hair down on either side of her face. She was holding a drink and looking for an empty table. To Temari's shock she walked up to her. "Excuse me, but do you mind if I sit here?" she asked, motioning to the empty seat at Temari's small circular table. Temari shook her head.

"I don't," she said, looking at the woman. She was older then her, she could tell that much. She wore a blood red corset and matching short shorts that Temari suspected was really extra frilly boy shorts. She also had on thigh high red boots and red gloves that went up to above her elbow. She wore makeup similar to Temari's and had pearls wrapped around her neck. She sat down across from Temari and sipped her drink.

"Nara Tori," she said, sticking her hand out.

"Subaku no Temari," Temari said in response, shaking Tori's hand. "Would you happen to be related to Nara Shikamaru?" Temari asked.

Tori snorted. "That little bugger? Yeah, I'm his cousin. I'm in town for a while actually. Never mentioned me did he?" Temari smirked and shook her head. "Little wanker," Tori muttered.

Temari let out a bark of laughter. "I know what you're talking about. Sometimes I just want to smack him. Occasionally I do just that."

Tori grinned. "Good for you." She took another sip of her drink. "So, anyways, how do you know Shikamaru?" she asked.

"I go to school with him."

Tori accidentally inhaled some of her drink. "Wait, you're still in high school?" she asked.

"Um, yeah," said Temari. "Why?"

"You seem older then you are," Tori responded.

Temari shrugged. "I've been told that before."

Tori smirked and crossed her legs. "So. How do you like my cousin?"

Temari's cheeks turned slightly pink. Tori noticed and cackled. "Oh, is that right?" she asked. "Well, it could do him good to get a girlfriend who won't take any shit."

Temari sunk down a little in her seat. "I think it's a little early to consider 'girlfriend'," she muttered.

Tori raised her eyebrows. "Oh is it?"

Temari sighed and leaned forwards on the table, crossing her legs. "You could say that. All he calls me is 'troublesome woman'…"

Tori grinned. "Really? Wow. Normally he'd just say your name in an annoyed tone. He must be rather fond of you."

"Are you kidding me?" Temari asked.

Tori shook her head and stood. "I have to go bring this back," she said, motioning to her empty glass. "By the way, where did you get your corset?"

Temari grinned. "Hujin Ai. They have some pretty good stuff there."

Tori laughed. "Arigato. See you around."

She walked off and Temari got up and walked back to the dance floor. She had some stuff to consider.

It was 5:20-ish when Temari finally stumbled out of the club. She went over to the bus stop, and waited for 25 minutes for the bus to come. Now she was nervous. She had fifteen minutes to get back home and into her bed before her dad woke up. Finally, after 10 minutes Temari gave up and decided to run. She got off of the bus and started to run the remaining mile. Until she decided to cut the distance in half by doing a little trespassing that is. "This is not the time to be wearing these shoes…" Temari muttered, wincing.

She got too her house with only seconds to spare and, grabbing her slippers, pulled herself up outside of her window. She lifted the window open as quietly as she could and slid in. She then closed it behind her, before pulling her boots off. She got undressed as quickly as she could without waking anyone, and dived into her bed. She let out a sigh of relief as she heard her dad's alarm clock ring.

"Did you really think I was stupid enough to fall for that?" Gaara asked, stepping out from behind her door.

'Fuck.'