A/N - October is close.

It. Is. So. Close.

DISCLAIMER - I do not own Naruto

What are you doing?

I glanced at the text as I held a bottle in my hand with a frown. It was late, my head was on full tilt mode with the alcohol I consumed, and I wasn't expecting anyone to check in on me tonight while I attended this party alone. Especially Ino, of all people.

Since the night at the little kickback at Kiba's crib, she kept her conversations short to none with me. I was fine with it in all honesty, even for me I had to admit that night was a bit too... intense. She joked about me being a fuckboy, and I wasn't going to sit here and deny that I was, but Christ.

Even I had a code I tried to live by.

And fucking a dudes girl at his crib was something I never fathomed I'd have to set a rule against. But shit, when it came to Ino I swear I just couldn't control myself. I mean, I always knew I had it bad for her, but I wasn't lying when I told Temari I wasn't like that. I didn't fuck everything with legs without some sort of limit. Sure, I forgot a girl's name almost every time and I didn't feel guilty about having some fun and moving on. Shit, that's why I was at this party in the first place.

But Abby Watson was a mistake.

And knowing Ino will continue to be a conscious decision had me uneasy.

No one on this earth could derail me like she could, and I was starting to get restless knowing it. I needed to stake a step back. But as tragic as it was, I knew even past that I didn't give a shit and I'd keep it up.

And what was worse than that? I was at this party and the girl next to me was so willing to take me upstairs, but I had been stalling for a solid thirty minutes.

I seriously needed to take a step back.

Sakura...

A frown pulled at my lips as I glanced at the next text coming through. Even as best friends, Ino never bothered to double up on text messages. If she couldn't reach me from the first message, she left it at that until I noticed she hit me up. I quickly messaged back.

"You're popular," the girl commented with an arch of her eyebrow, but soon after a slow teasing smile pulled her lips, "Or is that your girlfriend checking in on you?"

I gave her a glance and shoved my phone back in my pocket, "Don't sound so jealous."

"And if I am?" She asked with a suggestive tone.

My phone was buzzing again.

What are you doing?

My eyebrows came together in confusion. Why the hell was she so set on knowing? My fingers moved to reply, but I paused at the thought of telling her right out. Especially with what we were arguing about just the other night. I settled for being vague.

I'm chillin Ino, what's up?

After the fact, I shook my head. Why the fuck did it matter what I replied? All over again I was repeating to myself that we honestly didn't owe each other anything.

"It is your girlfriend, huh?" The girl concluded with a little frown.

My focus came back to her, "Nah, just a friend bugging me."

"Oh? So there wouldn't be a problem with wandering upstairs with me? I forgot where the bathroom was..." She bit her lip with dragging perfect white teeth, "Maybe you can help?"

Jesus Christ, why was it the first thing I thought about after hearing 'bathroom' was Ino clawing at my back trying not to moan? Fuck.

Right. So you aren't at a party right now talking to some girl? Okay.

Everything came to a full halt. I literally took a moment to look around to see if she was standing near by watching me. Officially confused, I stared at the screen for another full second.

"Sakura," the girl began to whine.

I blinked and looked up, surprised that she remembered my name. Shaking my head again, I muttered in distraction, "First door on the left. You can't miss it."

With a huff of annoyance, she stalked off.

Without anymore distractions, I wandered outside to the backyard of the house party and pulled the phone to my face after dialing a number I knew by heart. The kids next to me pounded with a smell of drugs and one of the girls in a beanie with bright red hair gave me and grin and offered me the smoking bud when I slid my eyes their way. I waved her off just as Ino answered the phone.

"Yes?"

Her tone was so expecting and flat it caused me to frown. I wandered a little further in the backyard as I replied, "Are you good?"

"I'm fine, I was just asking you a simple question. One that I noticed you haven't bothered to answer yet," Ino replied, and I could almost see her eyebrow arching.

My face twisted, "Why the hell does it matter? From here it seems like you're already assuming the answer."

"Not assuming Sakura, I already know," she corrected. "I just wanted to see if you'd tell the truth."

"And how the hell could you know?" I demanded.

She hung up.

She fucking hung up.

What in the fuck.

My irritation flared to sky scrapping height as I furiously sent out a message; Oh so we hang up on each other now?

Just as the text sent off, a hand clasped my shoulder. I turned around with a not so friendly glare ready, but blinked in surprise when I saw Naruto grinning at me.

"Hey Sakura, what happened to the hot chick you were spittin game at?" He asked in good nature, looking around.

I shook my head, still trying to overcome the surprise of seeing him here. We sure as hell didn't come here together. "She wandered off."

"Oh, that's a shame," Naruto said, his voice not showing the least bit of sympathy as he shrugged, "I saw you earlier, but you talkin' her up so I kept back like a good bro. I didn't realize you were here."

"Me either," I admitted, sighing as I took a sip of my drink to distract myself, "Is Sasuke with you?'

"No, I came out with a girl I knew from work," he answered with a shake of his head, adding, "But you know I figured the same thing. Thought maybe Ino was here with you too, but she texted me back saying she was chillin' at home."

I stopped mid sip as I gave him a look. As the pieces started to come together my head bent back in disbelief as I groaned. Christ, everyone was so bent on fucking me over without having a clue they were doing it.

Naruto frowned, "What up?"

"You fucking idiot," I said as I rubbed my eyes. Peaking back up at him, I sighed, "But, it isn't your fault. It's mine."

"What did I do?" He asked in total confusion.

Shaking my head, I thought of a quick reason why I was acting up. He couldn't know the truth, and I wasn't about to give us away. "Of course now she's going to be pissy about me not inviting her. Actually I was just on the phone with her confused as hell about her fucking attitude."

"Oh shit, my bad Sakura," Naruto said sincerely, frowning as well, " I didn't even think about it. Seriously, I just thought she was lingering around while you were talking to the random chick."

I sighed again, "You're a little shit, you know that?"

"I said my bad," he apologized again with a small pout, "Lemme grab you a drink, make it up to you."

"No it's fine, I'm going to kick it out here. You go on ahead," I said, giving Ino's newest message a hard frown.

I didn't see a point wasting my time listening to you trying to run me in circles.

Naruto rubbed the back of his neck, "Alright, but if you're still out here later I'll definitely have a good drink waiting for you. I know for a fact my friend is drinking on those color-code drinks you like. I'm sure I can get you one." My eyes went to his with interest. He gave a grin and promised to see what he could do before wandering off.

Naruto might have gone, but my irritation hadn't. I took another sip of my drink as I replied to Ino's obvious attiude; Lemme guess why, your boy Kiba finally came around to keep you worried about someone other than me? I know you must have to been bored.

Almost instantly, I got her reply; Fuck you.

Irritated enough to tell me why the fuck are you so concerned in the first place yet?

Had enough of doing a piss poor job picking up girls to bother caring?

You didn't seem to mind my abilities of picking up a female when I carried you to the bathroom that night.

Just make sure the next female you pick up doesn't have a boyfriend, kay? (1)

My jaw set hard as I glared at the phone screen; You're right, I don't get why the fuck I'm even having this conversation.

Then by all means, Sakura. Keep doing you. Not like you'll ever stop.

Grinding my teeth, I replied; Yeah you're right. If I did, the girls at these parties would be hella disappointed. Later Ino.

Have fun, Sakura.

I shoved my phone in my pocket and moved to storm back into the party, but mid stride I fucking stopped. I glared at the ground for two whole seconds while wanting to punch a god damn wall before I nearly shouted in frustration and pulled out my phone again.

Of course I ended up calling Ino.

Of course I couldn't just let it go.

Every god damn time I saw Ino turn her back to walk off, I without hesitation always reached to drag her back. This situation was no different. Nothing has changed, and I was starting become infuriated with the possibility that nothing ever will.

But god help her if she didn't pick up this fucking phone.

Finally, the ringing stopped.

"What do you want, Sakura?" The irritation dripped from her tone on the other line.

And I was fed up with it.

Frowning hard, I bit out, "For you to stop acting like a fucking brat long enough to actually have a bit of creativity about this situation. Now, just think about it Ino. Think long and hard with me. Why the fuck would I sit here and entertain this shit in the first place?"

"No one said for you to take the time-"

"It's because I've been at this party all night, with drinks in my hand, music in my ears, and girls in my face; but for whatever fucking reason I couldn't stop thinking about you long enough to even bother messing around with any single female here," I cut her off quickly a frustrating tug of my hair as I ran my fingers through it. "So what does that mean? That yeah Ino, I'm at this party and I was talking to a girl when you messaged, but I didn't have the slightest intentions of doing shit with her. If I did I would have agreed to go upstairs half an hour before you bothered to even text me."

There was silence on the other line.

I set my jaw in impatience, "Ino."

"Yeah..."

Her voice was small and soft, and I found my anger dialing back drastically. Huffing out a sigh, I stood there with my glare withering, not having a clue what else to say.

"What if I don't believe you?"

A frown pulled my lips at the question as I mumbled, "I'd be in even more of a shitty mood. What the hell do I have to do in order for you to believe me?"

There was a short pause before she whispered out, "To leave whatever girl you're with right now to come see me."

If rolled my eyes any harder, they would have been stuck in the back of my head, "Jesus Christ Ino, I just said-"

"Please?"

My chest constricted without my permission at the addition of one single begging word. Setting my jaw, I stood there a moment before chugging the rest of my beer and turning towards the road, "I'll be there in ten minutes."

"Hurry Sakura..."

Fuck, she needed to stop before I couldn't control myself when I got there Striding towards my car, I warned, "Kiba better not be over there, Ino."

"He never is."

I didn't believe that for a second.

But I didn't care as long as I had Ino in that room with me alone.

X

Nothing was sweeter than the sound of Ino's moans. I could survive purely by the sound without food or water to live. Every bite of her lip, arch of her back, and eye shutting groan had me at her complete fucking mercy. That had to be reason I was there. That had to be the reason I didn't even bother having a second thought about coming through in the first place. Because I was wrapped around her very fingers.

And she had to know it. She couldn't have been abusing her powers ignorantly. No girl who wasn't conscious of her hold on someone would ever order to leave whatever girl for her. But even if they did, if the girl wasn't Ino I wasn't bothering.

Because the beg breathing in my ear was far to addicting to even think about following any other girl around. And every chance to have Ino beneath me squirming was a step towards the bigger picture which panned out to my own scheme of things.

I was at Ino's mercy because I was hoping one day she'd me at mine.

If I could get her wrapped around my fingers, I could start making changes about how we were now.

Because she had no business ordering me around. And I had no business pinning her into the bed as a result of it.

Yet there I was.

Getting more and more confident the longer we fucked.

But I didn't give a shit. Sooner than later it would be my turn to give the orders.

And the first one I'll drop will be the disappearance of Kiba.

(1) Bruh... lmfaoo. Shout out to the homie Des. She always knows the best way to #clapback

Okay so this was short for two reason. One, I needed to post this so Kat will post another chapter because we go one for one. And I wish to be ahead so I can demand more fucking chapters. I like her stories.

Second reason is that these idiots never seem to talk about an issue anyway. I mean, what are they going to do? Actually sit down and discuss their feelings? LOL yeah. Okay.

But forreal, Ino and Sakura need to get it together.

Either way, sorry it's short. The next one should be longer now that we're going to be covering the newest issue, and that has to be played out carefully.

Read review. Tell me what you think.

Kat, I won the bet you better give me my chapter.

Thanks for the support, always basking in the glory of it.

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