Fever Pitch

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Naruto was on Sasuke in a heartbeat. The hyper blond accosted his friend, grabbing his shoulders and turning him around to get a good look at Sasuke’s face. Naruto’s mouth dropped open at the sight for a second.

“Sasuke!” he shouted, snapping the black haired boy out of his seeming trance. Naruto pointed to a lovely red and purple mark on his friend’s throat. “Looks like he likes you!”

Sasuke twitched and glared at the idiot known as his friend. Reaching out, Sasuke whapped the blond.

“Itai!” Naruto shouted, clutching at his head.

“Hn… dobe,” Sasuke said, smirking at his dimwit of a friend. Turning on his heel, Sasuke headed for the bar, scanning the dance floor for any sign of the sex god known as Gaara. Gaara… what a wonderful name. Maybe Sasuke would start worshiping that name or something… maybe he’d cover his walls in it… or maybe that would be a little too obsessive. Sasuke was already starting to wonder what the red head had put in his pocket.

“Wait up Sasuke!” Naruto was shouting from behind him, but Sasuke just ignored him and kept weaving through the throng of people occupying the dance floor. The way the strobe froze every moment was alluring, and Sasuke felt as if he were walking through a bunch of still frames. The strobe light was making dancing appealing, alluring, and it was calling to him in a different way than the beat had. The beat was still pulling him to move to its beat, and Sasuke obliged by floating his way through the crowd, being careful to step on the beat, but the strobe, the strobe was calling him to move like the rest of the crowd. The strobe was telling him to sway, to toss his head and make his hair look the way the rest of the dancers did, to give into all the carnal desires that he had long ago buried deep inside himself.

Hands were ghosting across his body, people were reaching out for him, the crowd was calling to him to return to their ranks, but Sasuke kept walking. The beat was pulling him, the strobe was alluring him and the people were calling out to him, but Sasuke kept his course. He needed a drink and possibly a cold shower, after that experience with the red headed Gaara. Becoming more aware of his body as he walked up the stairs to the raised area of the bar, Sasuke definitely knew he’d need a cold shower.

Gliding his way through the crowd of people, Sasuke managed to make it to the bar. Naruto wormed his way in next to his friend, squishing between people and mashing the two of them together.

“Well… this is uncomfortable,” Naruto muttered as he ended up practically in Sasuke’s lap. Sasuke just deadpanned at his friend. Naruto laughed nervously and scratched at the back of his head, a nervous habit he had. Sasuke whapped his friend upside the head, and Naruto squawked indignantly.

“Tch serves you right,” Sasuke said. Naruto stuck his tongue out at his friend. Sasuke snapped at him. Naruto fell over onto the floor evading the snap at his tongue.

“Damnit Sasuke! What the hell has gotten into you?” Naruto shouted. Sasuke rolled his eyes and turned away from the fuming blonde, holding out his hand to get the bartenders attention. The same blonde girl came over to get his drink order.

“Give me a Green Eyed Lady,” Sasuke ordered. The bartender, Temari if Sasuke remembered correctly, raised an eyebrow at him but just shrugged it off.

“Coming right up,” she said and started to busy herself making yet another drink.

“What the hell is a Green Eyed Lady?” Naruto asked. Sasuke rolled his eyes at the once again upright blond.

“Alcohol idiot,” Sasuke said. He turned and was graceful enough to have Temari hold out his drink to him. “Thanks.”

“Yeah… $8,” Temari said, holding out her hand. Sasuke took a sip of his liquor before pulling out his wallet and handing Temari a ten.

“Keep the change,” he said. Temari just looked at him.

“Gee, thanks,” Temari said sarcastically. Sasuke gave her a sour look. The blonde woman just turned away, shaking her head.

“What’s in that anyway?” Naruto asked, leaning over Sasuke’s shoulder and sniffing at his drink. Sasuke just looked at the blonde.

“Vodka, among other things,” he said. Naruto’s face contorted into an “o.” Sasuke rolled his eyes again and downed his drink in one swig.

“Holy shit dude,” Naruto exclaimed.

“I have the sudden urge to get shit-faced,” Sasuke declared, earning him all sorts of interesting looks. Naruto looked worried about his friend for a second before giving him an almost serious stare.

“I ain’t helping you out if you get so shit-faced you puke man. I’m never holding your hair for you,” Naruto proclaimed. “That’s something I don’t want to deal with.”

Sasuke gave Naruto a blank look. “Whatever.” Was all he said before he turned around to order another drink. Naruto sighed, his shoulders sagging.

“What’ll it be this time?” Temari asked, leaning against the counter. Sasuke smirked.

“Hot Damn,” he said cheekily. Temari laughed.

“I hope that’s the drink you’re talking about and not me, because my boyfriend would totally be almost angry if he heard you hitting on me,” Temari said, grinning at the black haired boy. Naruto rolled his eyes.

“Please, Shikamaru is the most unmotivated person in the existence of the human race, he can’t get jealous,” Naruto interjected. Temari laughed boisterously.

“That’s so true!” she exclaimed. Naruto smirked as did Sasuke. Temari calmed down again and leaned nearer to Sasuke, her breath ghosting across his cheek. “So are you talking about the drink… or me?”

Sasuke’s smirk only grew, already a little tipsy from the alcohol he had already consumed. “Well, I’d like to say both.”

Temari laughed, straightening and throwing her head back in her glee. After several minutes of laughing, she was finally able to calm back down. Sasuke was just smiling cheekily at her.

“Ah… but I do have a boyfriend, though I’m flattered,” Temari said, winking at Sasuke. “I’ll go get your drink.”

Sasuke watched her meander away before turning to Naruto. Naruto was just shaking his head.

“Man… you’re like a flirty, open version of yourself… and I thought you were totally pining over everyone’s favorite red head like the rest of the world,” Naruto said poking his friend’s shoulder. Sasuke swatted Naruto’s hand away.

“Here’s your drink,” Temari said. Sasuke turned around and took the drink from the attractive blonde woman.

“I’m afraid I have to break off our love affair, I’m in love with a man,” Sasuke said seriously. Temari laughed.

“You and the rest of the world, I’ll bet I can guess the one, $9 by the way,” Temari bet. Sasuke grinned and fished in his wallet once again, pulling out a $20.

“You’re on, but there is a twist,” Sasuke said, placing his hand over his money on the counter.

“What’s that?” Temari asked, curious despite herself.

“You gotta say if I did or didn’t do anything about it,” Sasuke said, smirking. Temari smirked as well.

“Alright, what’s the bet?” she inquired.

“My tab,” Sasuke said boldly.

“Oh ho ho ho… your whole tab or just for this drink?” Temari asked.

“Just this drink,” Sasuke replied. “If I lose I’ll give you triple the cost.”

“You’re on!” Temari agreed, holding her hand out and shaking Sasuke’s hand. “Alright, you’re like every other person in here, you like our infamous red headed dancer, and you tried to ask him to dance with you.”

Sasuke smirked widely. “You’re only half right.”

“What?” Temari exclaimed, banging her hand on the table.

“I do like Gaara… the red head,” Sasuke corrected himself mid-sentence. Temari raised an eyebrow. “But I didn’t ask him to dance, he asked me.”

Temari’s mouth hung open.

“You’ll catch flies like that,” Sasuke pointed out, closing Temari’s jaw with his left hand and using his right to bring his drink to his mouth and take a swig, coughing as the liquid went down his throat.

“Are you serious? He asked you to dance?” Temari asked incredulously.

“More or less, yeah,” Naruto interjected once again. “He practically tore Sasuke away and then they started to have sex with their clothes on,”

Temari stared at Sasuke. Sasuke stared back.

“He even told you his name…” Temari whispered, Sasuke didn’t even hear her over the din of the music and the swallowing of the remaining contents of his drink. Naruto just frowned at the blonde bartender.

“Temari!” someone shouted from the other side of the bar. The blonde whipped around.

“What?” she shouted back.

“Get back to work!” the person yelled.

“Shit… gotta go,” Temari said. Sasuke held out the twenty. “On the house.”

Sasuke furrowed his brow and blinked as the bartender dashed off to make more drinks. Shrugging, Sasuke stuck the twenty in the pocket that didn’t hold his wallet, once again realizing that the red head had slipped him something. Sasuke clutched the piece of paper, it seemed, in his hand before getting tugged unceremoniously to his feet.

“What the fuck!” Sasuke exclaimed, flailing his arms while trying to gain his balance.

“Come on Sasuke, you’re drunk already and I’m not letting you drink anymore, we’re going back to your place,” Naruto said, wrapping an arm around Sasuke’s waist. Sasuke shoved at Naruto’s shoulder for a moment.

“I can walk on my own,” Sasuke slurred. Naruto rolled his eyes and dropped his arm.

“Then let’s see you walk,” Naruto challenged. Sasuke snorted, took a step forward, swayed and then stood up straight. Naruto rolled his eyes and watched calmly as Sasuke made it five more steps before being unable to keep his balance. The blonde grabbed his friend, slung one of his arms over his shoulders and put his arm back around his waist.

“Let’s get you home, ne?” Naruto said. Sasuke just glared at the blonde. Naruto grinned, his smile nearly splitting his face in two. Sasuke sneered and looked away, only to see a head of red hair walk past. Sasuke snapped his head to the side, desperately trying to see if that was indeed his Gaara that had walked by, but the red head was gone. Sasuke shook his head.

I’m already seeing him everywhere… Sasuke thought to himself as he and Naruto left the building, the blond waving to the apparently sleeping doorman.

“Hey… Sasuke,” Naruto said after a couple minutes of silence. Sasuke inclined his head, indicating that he was listening. “What was it like?”

Sasuke looked at the blond for a moment before shrugging. “Like… heaven.”

Naruto raised an eyebrow. Sasuke brought his hand out of his pocket. He frowned for a second. Unclenching his hand he stopped walking, and Naruto looked at him curiously.

“What’s that Sasuke?” Naruto asked, leaning over to look at the piece of paper.

“… Apparently it’s a card that says ‘see you tomorrow’…” Sasuke drawled slowly. Naruto grinned and shook his friend’s shoulders.

“Congratulations Sasuke!” Naruto shouted. Sasuke’s eyes were whirling and his stomach started to feel upset.

“Naruto… stop that or I’ll puke,” Sasuke proclaimed. Naruto immediately stopped.

“Sorry…” the blonde apologized.