A/N - Hey I had the idea for this chapter already set up in my head, and since I'm not too busy seeing as I can't play my games right now, I figured I might as well pop out as many chapters as I can now
Hopefully if I keep them coming fast enough, I'll get some motivation because lol I have none.
But! Let's enjoy the blessing while we can!
DISCLAIMER - I do not own Naruto
Song used for this chapter - Spooky Black - Without u (Vague003 and Emily Raymond Remix)
It was starting to become painfully obvious that I couldn't do anything right. Maybe it was my recent self destructing attitude, the aloft feeling I had towards whatever was bound to happen, that had me fucking up so tremendously. Still, even I had to admit that I was a fucking idiot.
Abby Watson.
How the hell did I slip up like that?
Not only didn't I know she had a boyfriend, I was caught by Temari- of all people- fucking around with her in the locker room. God, if that wasn't an armature mistake. And what was worse was the look on Ino's face when I refused to answer her accusing demand.
I took another long sip of my drink as my eyes wandered to Ino for the hundredth time, a pointless habit I couldn't break away from all night. She was entirely too engrossed in conversation to even bother pretending I existed. As I watched her, this itching feeling spread through out my skin. I needed to explain to her what exactly happened. I needed to force her to understand that the shit that went down happened before me and her started fooling around, not during or after. But no matter how I twisted the words together, it still sounded like somesort of pathetic desperate excuse.
Sigh.
And if I were being brutally honest with myself, it wasn't any of Ino's business what I was doing in my free time. Just like it wasn't any of my business what she was doing with hers. We didn't owe each other shit as best friends. But watching her sit on that guy's lap, fingers intertwined with his, whispering in his ear every two seconds, I felt myself losing more and more logic about the situation. No one could convince me that Ino wasn't acting that way because of her indirectly finding out a dirty secret that even I didn't know I was hiding. You couldn't tell me the way she was biting her lip and rubbing up on his arm wasn't an indirect 'fuck you' towards me fucking around with Abby god damn Watson.
And knowing that I fucked up made me more tense.
Knowing it was my fault itched at my fucking skin.
It would be different if she just randomly decided to be lovey dovey with her boyfriend out of no where. But understanding I was the cause punched that much harder at the feeling in my gut as I watched her sit there acting as if I never existed in the first place.
The itch was now tightening my hands into fists.
Suddenly, I stood up with a slight stumble but managed to catch myself.
"Ya' good Sakura?" Naruto asked with some amusement, but he couldn't fool me. His eyes were hazy and unfocused from the amount of drinks he managed to down. I would bet he was more drunk than me.
Waving him off, I mumbled, "Yeah, just a bit buzzed."
"Aren't we all," Sasuke mused, looking even more relaxed than usual.
"Yeah I'm just about fucked up," Kiba agreed, kissing Ino's cheek quickly before carefully maneuvering her off his lap as he announced, "That being said, I'm going for a smoke. Nothing like a buzz and a bud."
Naruto's eyes sparked with interest, "You willing to share?"
"I was hoping you'd want to join. It's a bummer smoking alone," Kiba grinned before he turned to Temari and Sasuke, "You guys coming too?"
"I won't smoke, but I'll keep you company," Temari huffed out as she stood up, "Gotta stretch out my legs."
"I can go for a few puffs," Sasuke answered, standing up as well.
Kiba's eyes landed on me with a friendly grin, "What about it, Sakura? Tryna' get lit?"
I snorted, too drunk to do anything but find him amusing, "Nah fam, I'll settle for drinks tonight."
He shrugged, "Your loss."
I waved him off as they began to file out, leaving me and Ino in the room only a few moments later. Feeling particularly brave, my eyes slipped to her in a split second glance. The cool look she gave in return fizzled off any hope I had left.
No longer having the strength to even bother, I walked past her and went straight for the kitchen. Despite how awesome I thought I was, I settled for toning down the alcohol and adding way more mix to my next drink. When I satisfied with my new cup, I wandered out to find that Ino was no longer there.
God, she really did know how to ruin my entire mood.
Sighing, I wandered towards the back of the apartment figuring I might as well take a piss while I was still coherent enough to find the bathroom, because it seemed like the new mission for tonight was to get absolutely plastered. And just as I was turning the corner, I had only a split second to move my drink out of the way before I collided with none other than Ino herself.
"Christ," I muttered, checking to make sure I didn't spill anything on the carpet. I mean fuck Kiba, but I still believed in being a decent guest. I wasn't trying to leave any stains at his crib, that's another level of a dick move. Luckily, my reaction was quick enough to prevent any of my drink from spilling. Sighing, I gave Ino a look, "Be careful, man. Cranberry juice is hell to get out of carpet."
Not bothering to linger any longer than I already had, I moved to step past her. As I did, I watched her face twist as she turned and gave me a look of disbelief, "Seriously? That's all you're going to say?"
I glanced back with a tired look, "What else do you want me to say? No running in the halls?"
She watched me with eyes that could freeze from the inside out for two whole seconds before they lost emotion all together. Her arms, which she had crossed after demanding my attention, suddenly dropped seconds after that along with her pinpoint focusing gaze as they fell slowly.
My chest constricted as I listened to her hallow laugh just as she was turning to walk away.
God it was different attempting to say 'fuck it' when I thought she was too pissed to talk to. But for her to look completely hurt like that...
Darting to snatch her hand, I pulled her back even after she fought for a moment to break my grip. I held firm and refused to look away from her eyes when she turned to give me another icy glare. Pulling her close, I leaned forward and asked again sincerely just above a whisper, "What else do you want me to say, Ino?"
"Nothing Sakura, obviously this is going to be a pointless conversation so we aren't having one," she snapped back, attempting once again to break away from my tightening hold on her wrist.
"What's pointless is thinking you'll believe any fucking word I say," I muttered with a frown, jaw setting as she continued to struggle, "Look, you can't even stand being around me and we're only a few seconds into the conversation."
"I just said we aren't having one," Ino bit out, steeling another cold glare at me. Then, with her tone flat and emotionless, she ordered, "Now. Let. Go."
My teeth mashed together as I looked her dead in the eye, my rising irritation and solidifying guilt conflicting with one another. I wanted nothing more than to let her walk out and believe whatever she wanted, because I was slowly coming to the conclusion that it was entirely too much work to try to plead my case, but my grip wouldn't let up.
Because if I let her walk off now, she honestly would believe the worst of me.
Placing my drink on top of the near lamp table because I was no longer able to control myself, I jerked Ino towards the nearest wall and pressed her back against it. My knee forced it's way between her legs as I maneuvered close, and as ordered my hand dropped her wrist. Instead I settled for my elbow propping me just enough distance to feel her breath mixing with mine as my free hand balled into a fist with knuckles resting against the wall near the right of her waist.
I watched her the entire time, stared her in the eyes as they refused to reveal a single trace of emotion. Setting my jaw, I muttered, "There, I let go. Now let's talk."
"There's nothing to talk-"
"What happened with me and Abby went down before this shit started up between us," I cut her off in a flat tone, my gaze unwavering as I held eye contact.
"And you think it makes it any better?" Ino countered with her face twisting.
"Better than whatever you're assuming? Yes," I bit out.
"You don't have a clue what I'm thinking," she said flatly.
"I have a good guess," I replied quietly while watching her. "I can see it in your eyes. God, you're having a field day with this, aren't you? But think about it with me, Ino. Here I am trying to explain myself when I don't owe it to you."
"You don't," she agreed, tilting her head slightly as she held my gaze, "And maybe that's why you should stop before you make yourself look too stupid. Because like I said, you don't have a clue what the fuck I'm thinking."
"Then instead of acting like the fucking brat you've always been known to be, you should open your damn mouth and speak your mind for once," I growled out.
Just like that, she lost her cool as well.
Pushing my shoulders, I stumbled back as she furiously spat, "Fine, you want to know what I'm trying to figure out? How I was stupid enough to think that this wasn't some sort of trending sport you do. I'm trying to find out why the hell am I so damn surprised to hear that you fucked around with another girl who had a boyfriend. I mean, what's so off the wall about that?" She tossed her hands up with a laugh, "You're doing the same thing with me. And I'm starting to realize that I'm not the only girl you've played."
Just as I caught my balance, my eyebrows pulled low as I jerked my head back in shock. Then with grinding teeth, I closed the distance between us again and slammed my palm back against the wall, "Now I know a lot people think I'm piece of shit, but you out of all of them should know better."
"Oh? And why should my judgment of you be any different when I get to see first hand what kind of fuck boy you like to be on your off time," she snorted with a roll of her eyes.
"I didn't know she had a boyfriend, Ino," I bit out slowly, glaring down at her, "If I did-"
"You would have, what? Left her alone? Refrain from entertaining yourself with her because she was taken?" She fired out, watching me with another laugh, "Yeah, like I would believe that."
My palm that laid flat against the wall turned into a fist as I tried to not lose the last bit of my cool. Taking short uneven breaths, I shut my eyes as I muttered, "Fucking around with girls that are tied down hasn't became a habit of mine until now." Snapping my eyes back open, I stared down at Ino as I continued, "And the reason that's the case is because the only girl I plan to continue to fuck that has a boy at her sidelines is you."
"Whatever this is, it's done," she informed in a flat tone.
"Nah Ino, it isn't," I replied calmly.
"I'm serious, Sakura."
"I am too," I assured in a quiet voice, watching her steadily, "If it was any other girl, I wouldn't even fight. The rest of the world is allowed to think I'm a piece of shit, that's how I act towards them. But you Ino? You seriously think you're the same as every other girl to me?"
"Stop pretending that I'm not," she frowned.
"Stop trying to convince yourself that you are," I countered, leaning down closer, "The girls that I fucked in the past were only something to do, I didn't care if two seconds later they were talking to another dude at the same party. But fuck Ino, you're killing me. I've been sitting here struggling all night, knowing I fucked up and I didn't even try to. Meanwhile, I'm thinking of a thousand different ways on how to explain myself while I watch you on his fucking lap. Christ, we aren't even in a position to be having this argument, your boyfriend is right out side his fucking place smoking while I have you against the wall."
Logic.
What I just said was logical.
Yet despite that, I still found myself inching closer as I looked Ino in her crystal blue eyes, feeling and listening to her soft short intake of breath. "So I'm sorry. I don't even know what for. But I am."
"Sakura..."
"And if you honestly believe I see you as every other girl out there, then let me fuck you right here and now so I can show you you're wrong," I continued to mutter while dropping my gaze to the nervous lick of her lips, "The girls usually enjoy themselves, but I don't work to make them scream like I do with you."
"Stop," she whispered, shutting her eyes.
"Everything I said was the truth," I promised quietly, my fingers curling as I tried to keep them put.
"I don't know why the hell I want to believe you so badly," she breathed out weakly as her head dropped to rest against the wall, eyes still closed.
Leaning down further, I ran my lips across her neck before mumbling against her ear, "You know me, Ino... Why would I take the time to lie?"
"We're both too drunk to talk about this right now..."
Her voice was quiet with just enough reason to keep us at bay, but as she spoke her hands found my shirt to pull me slightly closer. My knee slipped back between her legs and my lips parted just enough to take a shaky breath. It took everything within me not to move another inch, trying to find some sanity as I was losing all common sense.
But as time went on with Ino pressed against me, tugging at my shirt and shifting against my knee, I found my resolve flattering enough to bite at the soft skin centimeters away from my lips.
And that one little whimper that she slipped out as a reaction forced me to lose control.
One of my hands that I had managed to keep still instantly grabbed her waist as I urged her to grind into me while the other made its way under her shirt. I sucked every inch of her skin within reach as I listened to her heave in breath after breath from above as if she were drowning. The hitch in her gasping came the very second my fingers dipped under the wire of her bra, and the digging of her nails into my back broke skin as I pinched and palmed at her chest.
But then she made the mistake of whining out my name.
"Fuck," I heard her breathe out as I snatched her from the wall to pick her up. Her legs straddled my waist and her arms instantly wrapped around my neck as I quickly went towards the nearest door. I kicked it shut after barging in and blindly managed to lock the door while I continued to suck at Ino's neck in the dark. Her hands went to slapping against the wall until the lights turned on suddenly.
Guess I was still coherent enough to find the bathroom.
One step was all it took to close the distance between us and the sink. I dropped Ino onto the counter and spread her legs wider as I pressed back into her. My hand hooked behind her knee as I jerked it back up my waist, she encouraged me by pulling me even closer with her leverage and grinding slightly.
My hands couldn't work fast enough to unbutton her jeans, and I practically ripped her shirt off hearing her moan just as my fingers slipped further below the belt. In the background I heard the faucet begin to run as we accidentally bumped against the handle just as I hitched up Ino's knee higher. I leaned her down until the back of her shoulders bounced off the mirror, ignoring the running water along with what could only be the front door slamming shut.
Clawing to shove her jeans down a little further, I muttered, "I'm going to make you scream Ino."
"Fuck. Sakura, stop, he's probably right out-"
"Then you better bite down on something," I growled, fingers dipping inside her, "Because I honestly don't give a fuck."
Instantly, I felt her teeth breaking skin at my shoulder along with her nails dragging painfully down my back as she muffled her low moan. I shut my eyes and mashed my teeth past the sharp pains, refusing to stop my fingers from moving in and out of her despite her bite digging deeper by the second.
I let out a groan of relief when she dragged away her relentless teeth, shivering as I listened her whine directly in my ear, "Oh god. Please."
"Not god, but close," I corrected her, nipping at her neck as I ordered, "Don't pretend you don't know who's fingers are inside of you right now."
"Sakura," she whimpered out, and I loved the sound so much I forced my fingers to dig a little deeper.
A knock pounded at the other end of the door.
My fingers curled inside of Ino in annoyance.
She bit my shoulder again to keep from making noise.
"Hey baby, you in there?" Kiba called out curiously.
My thumb slipped up to her sensitive spot as I muttered, "You better answer him. I'm not stopping."
Her nails clawing down my back all over again, she took a shaky breath and called out, "Yeah."
"Sakura in there with you? She's not out here."
A smirk slipped my lips.
"She's sick, she drank too much," Ino said frantically before shutting her eyes tight and biting her lip so hard I could have sworn she was about to draw blood. After a second, she said breathlessly, "I'm cleaning up the mess right now. After this I'll take her home."
"I'll whip her back."
My antics paused for only a moment as I heard Temari's voice from the other end, "The idiot shouldn't have smacked so many drinks. Plus I'm heading home soon myself."
For one of my best friends, I swear to god she was trying to be cockblock of the year. Setting my jaw, I began moving my fingers again.
"Okay fine," Ino called back quickly, nails now gliding down my neck as she tried not to pant too loudly. Soon enough, we heard the shuffling of feet venture away from the bathroom door. The second the sounds disappeared, Ino leaned forward and whimpered, "I'm so close."
"I think you mean, 'that was close'," I joked, mumbling against her lips. Her breath hitched as my thumb pressed against where she was most sensitive, the grinding of her hips doing most of the work for me. "Christ, I love listening to you."
"Please," she began to beg.
"What do you you want?" I drawled, pulling back to watch her as she arched her back.
"Sakura, please."
"Tell me what you want, Ino."
"Make me cum, please," she finally whimpered out.
I took it upon myself to cover her mouth as I did just that, the scream I was working so hard for dying right beneath my fingers.
X
Ino left the bathroom first, strategically it was the best course of action. Five minutes later, I came out as well, feigning sick like a complete lightweight. Naruto found it all too amusing to know he finally managed to out drink me. And while it hurt to know I was purposely taking the L- because there was no way in hell Naruto could ever drink me under the table- I had to admit it was worth it as Ino blushed and looked away as I glanced at her.
Temari looked anything but entertained by my behavior though. Her frown was so disapproving that for a scary moment I thought she might have known exactly what was going on the other end of that door, but as I 'stumbled' along to her jeep the only thing she complained about is me failing to hold down my liquor.
"Fucking second time you've gotten smacked out of no where," Temari complained after buckling me up, "You're doing a shit job keeping a leveled head about this."
I frowned, "A level head about what?"
She gave me a glance and another small frown, "Your dad talked to me the other day, asking if I knew any reason why you were picking up a school so far away."
My face twisted in shock, "What the fuck?"
"Honestly, it's the only reason why the fuck I'm dealing with your bull shit lately. I'm guessing you have a lot on your mind. He was asking if it was my idea and if I was heading out there," Temari shook her head as she pulled out of the parking spot, "Love the old man, but your Pops is falling behind. The whole 'I'm not playing on a team without Temari in it', is pretty outdated. I mean sure as kids, we really were the dream duo. Now?" She snorted, "You don't need me on the court to back you up anymore. Obviously."
I was drunk, sure. But not drunk enough to comprehend why the hell my father and Temari spoke about my choice of school.
Temari drove on in silence for a moment, but then went on, "You got skills Sakura, and only players with balls of steel can pull off half the shit you do. But for someone who has a pair hanging so low, I don't get why you haven't broke the news to the gang yet..."
My chest once again picked up a tight twisting feeling I had earlier tonight. Giving Temari a glance, I replied, "Nothing is final yet. So if you don't mind... this shit stays between us."
She shrugged in response, "Whatever you say man. I personally think it's a great plan. I mean, what could possibly go wrong waiting until the last second to tell everyone?"
My fists tightened, but I didn't bother to retort on her sarcasm.
I could hear it in her tone, the underlining statement she was making. She wasn't worried about Naruto or Sasuke taking the news badly, and she had herself accounted for taking it well. No, she was ungracefully reminding me of Ino, as if I somehow forgotten she existed.
But it wasn't like that.
I just didn't want to fucking think about it.
So... I didn't.
And maybe that's why things got so fucking twisted.
First of all, for some reason this was hard to write. If it seems like a trash chapter, you have every right to tell me so.
You see. For this chapter I wished to capture Sakura's savage side. Because Christ, she honestly doesn't care does she?
No seriously. In this mans home. Under his god damn roof. WITH HIS GIRL. Sakura is fucking around.
Bruh...
Ino said it right though. Sakura is pretty much fuckboy anthem. Smfh.
Anywayyyy moving right along with the story. Towards the right direction. Towards the downward spiral. I might need some more time to think about next chapter if I'm trying to do this right. I have a nice little set up going on, I'm not tryna fuck it up.
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