After meeting outside later that night, the five of them entered the club together. It was one of the places they always went when they were in Ishi, a warehouse type building where it was easy to get lost in the crowd. Sasuke doubted anyone would recognize them in the dim light, but then again…They'd just performed that afternoon.

In the beginning, around two years ago now, Sasuke had underestimated how popular the band was. And then suddenly everything had blown up. The paparazzi had started showing up in more and more places and he continuously got recognized when he was out in public. That had resulted in him rarely going out, preferring to stay as far away as possible from flashing lights and screams. But when they were on tour, it was much harder to avoid, and none of the other guys in the band were nearly as opposed to it as he was.

So Sasuke rarely went out to clubs, even though people were usually too out of it to realize who you were. But the band went out sometimes after shows, and he always ended up surrounded by girls. He'd only come tonight because he wanted a drink and they didn't have any booze on the bus. Plus Naruto wouldn't take no for an answer.

He was wearing a black t-shirt and jeans, his normal uniform (though he did have enough sense to change from his sweaty concert clothes).

The club was dark and smoky; the normal EDM was blasting and the room was hot and crowded.

Sasuke sat down at the bar and got a beer. Sakura Haruno sat down next to him.

She looked gorgeous, and he couldn't even pretend to deny it. She was wearing a navy blue dress, towering black heels, and dark eye makeup. Sasuke thought with vague irritation that she was way too pretty for her own good.

She ordered a shot, and Sasuke looked at her in surprise.

"I've got a higher tolerance than it looks like." She said dryly, rolling her eyes at him. Clearly she'd known exactly what he was thinking: a small, pink-haired girl would never be able to hold her liquor.

But she downed the shot like a pro when the bartender gave it to her. She flashed a smile at Sasuke and suddenly he had the urge to get one himself.

"My round." Sasuke said.

She raised her eyebrows with a grin. "Okay."

He got two shots for both of them and they drank them at the same time.

"Wow." She swallowed again and put her glass down.

Sasuke smirked. "Too much?"

She just rolled her eyes. "Look, just keep your stupid biases. I'm not going to get wasted to prove a point."

"Tch." Sasuke almost laughed, which immediately made him irritated with himself. He wasn't supposed to find Sakura Haruno funny. Or remotely attractive. But the latter was already out the window.

"So are you always an arrogant asshole?" She asked him, eyebrows raised. Her eyes were an unusually bright green; it hadn't been exaggerated by the billboards and magazine spreads. But maybe it was because he was already starting feeling the effects of the alcohol. The music was loud and he didn't know if he was thinking straight.

Sasuke shrugged.

She laughed. "That's what I thought."

"Right." He said sarcastically.

She was completely unperturbed by his tone. "Well, thanks for buying me the drink, anyway. Want to get one more?"

"Hn. Fine. What do you want?"

"Whiskey sour would be great."

Before he had a chance to get his wallet out, she had pulled out her own, and Sasuke raised his eyebrows.

"What? This way we're even." She shrugged.

"Hn." Sasuke sat back again and looked over at the mass of people on the dance floor. He glimpsed Kiba, dancing with some random girl, and Naruto's blond hair on the other side of the room.

The bartender brought their drinks over. "Why'd you ask about me being an asshole." Vaguely he wondered if it sounded like he was whining. God I hope not.

"I was just curious. Considering you came off as a total prick backstage today." She took a long sip of her drink. "The bad boy thing is kind of overused. Just saying."

Sasuke just glared at her. "So is the girl next door thing." He said, trying to be harsh, even though he didn't mean it. He drank down his whole glass. Now he was definitely feeling the alcohol.

She mock-pouted. "Oh no, you've got my scheme all figured out. Damn it." She drank the rest of her glass and grinned, and Sasuke didn't know what to say.

"Come on, you want to dance with me?" She asked, and he thought she might be starting to get drunk too. "Or are you too cool?"

"You dance too?" Sasuke said skeptically (he wasn't sure why he was skeptical...why did he hate her so much, again?).

"Well, I do have concerts where I move around." She shrugged. "Apparently it's not enough for me to stand still."

There was some deeper resentment in that, but Sasuke was too drunk by now to question it.

The two of them went out on the dance floor.

"This is nice," she said, looking up at him. Sasuke met her eyes and didn't want to look away. Instead he smirked, and saw it reflected in her face.

The lights were flashing and the music seemed like it was only getting louder. And then she rolled her hips against his. Jesus Christ. What am I doing? This was Sakura Haruno. His bandmates would make fun of him for the rest of his life if they hooked up. But she was gorgeous, and they were both drunk...and for some reason she turned him on in every way.

She danced up against him, grabbing his hands. She had a sense of rhythm, that was for sure. The music pounded in Sasuke's ears and he could feel the heat of all the people around them. It seemed like he was feeling everything a thousand times more than he usually did, but for some reason it wasn't bothering him. Normally he wouldn't be seen dead on a dance floor, but something felt different. It had to be the alcohol, everything was hazy and everyone's faces were blurred. Sasuke had the vague feeling that this probably wasn't a good idea.

Before he could decide whether that was true, they were kissing. Sakura's lips were soft but she was putting a lot of power into the kiss, and Sasuke responded the same way. He felt her smile against his lips, and the lights were flashing around him, and he couldn't hear anything except the music. She pressed her body against his and reached her hands around his neck.

It was like he was high. He dug his hands into her hair and kissed her harder. She rolled her body against his and he let out a groan. They moved towards the edge of the smoke-filled dance floor, where it was darker.

This wasn't romantic. It was angry, and it was fire. Somehow Sakura knew all the right things to do, and it seemed like he was having the same effect on her. Sasuke pulled her closer and she let out a sigh that sent electricity running through him. Her pushed her hair away from her face, kissing her hungrily. She pushed him up against the wall with surprising strength and knotting her fingers in his hair. They weren't being gentle with each other. Sakura slammed her hips against his, and his fingers tightened on her waist.

Her tongue was in his mouth and his hands were on her waist and the music was pulsing in his ears. And the only thing he was thinking about right now was this moment: her smell and the feel of her body and the way she was kissing him.

There was door that led to a small hallway, Sasuke knew that much from the other times he'd been here. He pushed it open with his shoulder, still kissing her, and Sakura kicked it closed behind them. The bass was thumping from the other room and Sakura loosened her grip on his waist for a moment. They were both breathing hard, and they pulled apart for a split second just to stare at each other. Her eyes were a much darker green than they'd been earlier, and her lips were swollen. Just making eye contact sent heat running down him, and then the moment was gone: Sakura pulled him over to the other wall, where a few boxes were stacked. Sasuke sat on one of them, legs open, and she climbed on top of him, her legs straddling his. He put one hand around her waist and the other behind her head and their lips collided.

"God." Sakura breathed. He could smell the alcohol on her breath and it should've been a warning but Sasuke barely thought about it; he caught a whiff of something flowery, probably her perfume. Sakura played with the hem of his t-shirt before starting to pull it up.

Sasuke took the hint and tossed it off without a second thought. Sakura ran her hands over his chest and then pulled down the straps of her dress. Her pink hair was falling down in a mess of waves and he pushed it away, exposing her shoulders. She pulled him closer to her and the two of them kissed again, hard, before she moved down, kissing him along his jawline and up to his ear. He felt her teeth on the shell of his ear before she pulled apart for a moment. He closed the distance again, kissing her down to her collarbone and making her gasp. He smirked until she hit a spot on his neck with her tongue and he groaned. She laughed into his ear and even in this fog Sasuke knew this had been a bad idea. Because he'd never felt like this before.

A/N: Hey, at least you didn't have to wait 40 chapters for some action this time...hehe. Drunk Sasuke is fun. But unfortunately things never work out this easily...

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