Drunk on Love

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don’t own Naruto. ::sobs::

A/N: Damn, just needed to write some smut even if the characters are OOC, lol! Whatever! Smut makes the world go round....especially if it's SasuSaku smut, no? ^_^

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“Cheer up Sasuke!” The obnoxious voice of his companion only worsened the already horrible and pounding migraine he had. He sighed, rubbing his temple gently while counting to ten to slow the maddening anger that threatened to lash upon the unsuspecting blond.

Said blond jumped up, startling the young waitress, eagerly demanding for another round of strong drinks for the grieving and sulking dark haired man. Sasuke heard Kakashi mumble something under his breath, the pages of his book flapping with the cold chill that passed through their table.

Upon receiving his drink, Sasuke downed all the contents from the cup with one quick gulp. He felt a queasy lightheadedness soon after and he cursed both Naruto and Kakashi to their deaths. A very painful and slow death, he hoped. Apparently drinking alcohol cured the broken heart as Kakashi had so eloquently put it. Sasuke had scowled at the idea of going out to drink his problems away, but he was feeling a bit down and Naruto had promised to buy him as many drinks as he wanted.

Just because you’ve never seen a person touch alcohol doesn’t mean they can’t hold their liquor. He smirked as he ordered another cup of warm sake, watching Naruto from the corner of his eye as he pouted childishly while looking at his slowly thinning wallet.

He silently cursed Sakura as well. That pink haired wench was the reason for his mental anguish for the time being. Sometimes he wished he could strangle her by that lovely neck of hers and then drag her to his apartment where he would make sure she would be in love with him all over again…

Sasuke shook his head, ridding of the perverse thoughts that seemed to be rushing through his mind none stop since the early afternoon. He silently cursed the alcohol as well, even though it was making him feel a little better about the whole situation involving Sakura and even though he was clearly enjoying mooching off of Naruto for free drinks. Drinking wasn’t going to change the fact that Sakura, his Sakura, was to be wedded to some idiot the following week.

“Bah!” He yelled under his breath as he watched the clear liquid from his cup vibrate by the loud music that pounded through the large speakers in the crowded bar. He quickly downed that cup as well.

A heavy arm wrapped around Sasuke’s shoulder, the large hand giving the top of his arm an affectionate squeeze. Quirking a brow, Sasuke turned around to come face to face with Kakashi.

Is he coming on to me?

“Sasuke, I think you had enough to drink for tonight.”

He roughly jerked his shoulder away out of Kakashi’s grasp, downed another cup of warm sake and propped his elbow on the table placing the side of his face in his calloused hand. Kakashi sighed and scratched his silver mane as he watched his former student brood.

“Alright, alright. I get the hint you want to be alone to wallow in your own misery,” Kakashi stood up hovering over the dark haired man, “But don’t complain to me in the morning when you find yourself tied to a bed post in an unknown bedroom.”

Sasuke shot him an evil glare, “At least I would get laid…”

Shaking his head, Kakashi gave the young (and clearly wasted) man a sympathetic look before turning to the blond who yelped quite feminine under his sharp stare.

“Take him home,” Naruto was about to protest when Kakashi held his hand up to silence him, “No funny business. I mean it. Don’t do anything stupid. If I hear anything in the morning involving either of you two I will come after you, Naruto.”

“Why me?” He asked a little too innocently causing Kakashi to frown behind his dark mask.

“Because,” He began with an evil glint in his tired eye, “You invited him for a drink and he had more than seven cups of sake. I suggest you stop drinking now and watch over him.”

He shook his head in disbelief as he watched Sasuke, “I’ve never seen him drunk. So expect the unexpected.”

Kakashi turned to face Naruto, his voice dangerously calm, “I promise you pain.” Satisfied with Naruto’s horrified expression, Kakashi left his former student with a warm smile.

Recovering from his shock, Naruto immediately slapped the cup of sake out of Sasuke’s hand. The cup flew from Sasuke’s tight hold and crashed onto the table where it shattered into little pieces, the warm liquid splashing him. He stared at the mess and then at the blond, eyes turning bright red, wheels swirling faster and faster.

“S-sorry!” Naruto stuttered with his hands up in apology.

Sasuke stood up, cracking his knuckles as he watched Naruto cower in fear in his seat. He yanked the blond roughly by the shirt, dragging him across the table. He was about to make Naruto’s face a nice shade of purple when he noticed someone from the corner of his eye.

Slowly turning his head towards that person he let his eyes absorb the scene. Lo and behold was none other than Sakura’s soon to be husband…groping and tonguing a young woman who was definitely not Sakura. Smirking in clear triumph, Sasuke walked towards the brunette who was too busy paying attention to the busty, almost naked woman on his lap.

Naruto ran after Sasuke, almost afraid of what he would do to Sakura’s unsuspecting fiancé. He yanked him by the wrist, but Sasuke managed to shake him off.

“S-Sasuke!! Don’t do it man! It’s not worth it!!” Naruto exclaimed, frightened for his own life by Kakashi’s threat as he watched Sasuke grin eerily in respond causing him to recoil in fear.

Before he could utter another word or beg (“persuade,” his mind said) him to reconsider, Sasuke flew to the brunette punching him squarely on the jaw. Naruto watched as both men drunkenly fought, hitting, kicking, biting and swearing to each other. Sasuke came out victorious in the end sporting quite a few bite marks and bruises.

He smiled at Naruto, who immediately shuddered at his dreamy expression. Sasuke kicked the poor brunette then spit on him before joining Naruto quite happily and clumsily, “Take me home.”

Blue eyes widened in relief and fear, “Y-yeah…sure…”

Taking Sasuke back to his home was a bit strange for Naruto, he decided. The blond shuddered for the umpteenth time as he heard Sasuke giggle like a little schoolgirl. His speech, though slurred by the alcohol, mainly consisted of the day’s event. Mostly from Sakura’s announcement about her wedding in the morning to the bloody fight he shared with her fiancé in the afternoon.

Naruto could handle a very pissed Sasuke or a very power crazed Sasuke, but a very talkative and happy Sasuke was something that scared the shit out of him. And to make matters worse, although his mind argued that it couldn’t get any worse after Kakashi’s threat, the young Uchiha wouldn’t stop talking about Sakura.

Upon reaching the Uchiha manor, Naruto dug into Sasuke’s pant pockets, in which he cringed and carefully set the drunk to lean beside the door as he jiggled the keys into the door’s lock. When he turned around he found Sasuke lying on the grass talking to a bed of flowers.

“You can be Sssssakura Jr.…” He slurred as he pointed to a bright pink flower.

Naruto concluded in the back of his mind to never ever take Sasuke out for a drink…never again.

“And you!” He pointed to a wilting blue flower, “Can be me! No! You are my son, Uchiha Sasuke Jr.”

The sight was almost pathetic. Almost.

Having enough of seeing Sasuke speak to flowers, he snickered quietly under his breath; Naruto pulled him up from the grass and dragged him into his home. Once reaching the living area he dumped Sasuke on the couch roughly.

“Thanksss Naruto,” He gave the blond a thumb up in which he received an extremely weird and worried look, “You are the best…”

Rubbing his head in embarrassment and a little in fear, Naruto calmly looked at Sasuke as he slowly dozed off and backed away, “Geez…thanks, I guess…”

There was loud knocking coming from his front door…almost pounding. Sasuke cringed in pain and tried to ignore it but it continued for several minutes. It wasn’t helping either that his head felt like it had split in two.

He heard a crash coming from the front door and then a familiar voice, “Uchiha Sasuke!! Come out this instance!!”

He sighed and rubbed his face. Not now…

He heard another crash, “FINE!!! Be an asshole!”

Good. She left. He smiled bitterly at that thought. Had it been any other day he would have opened the door and invited her in, but taking into account of yesterday night’s fight and his extremely horrible hangover, he simply chose to ignore her and hoped for the best.

He pushed his face deeper into the soft cushion, almost praying to the couch to make the pain go away. He cursed.

Damn Naruto and his free drinks! But mostly, damn Sakura for being a naive idiot!

There was a hard grasp on the back of his shirt, startling him as it yanked him off the couch and up onto his knees to stare at a pair of angry emerald eyes.

Oh, shit…

She brought her hand up and slapped him across the face swiftly. His head snapped to the side, headache pounding even more and cheek stinging in pain. He was stunned to say the least. She never ever laid a hand on him before (that sounded odd to him he realized silently). His mind kept screaming that he was the one who wore the pants in the relationship, but Sasuke shot back, saying that was the problem. There was no relationship to begin with. That was why she was getting married the following week to some low scumbag.

Sure they had their share of arguments, but it never escalated to a point where one of them had to be physical. Although Sasuke wouldn’t have minded if it were the case…By this point his inner-self went on a rampage, insisting he tie her to his bedpost and show her who was the boss. Gently he brought his hand up to rub his burning cheek.

“You have some guts Sasuke!”

“Can you keep it down?” He proceeded to rub his aching temples.

She huffed and he noted, quite contently at that, her chest was pushed out, taut nipples showing against the thin yellow shirt she wore.

No bra, huh? That’s new…

Another thought popped into his mind suddenly causing his stomach to do flips.

Is she trying to seduce me?

Another look at her hardened nipples and he concluded affirmatively.

She scolded him, obviously pissed that her fiancé was beaten to a bloody pulp who no doubt had ratted out on Sasuke, and every time he let eyes wander somewhere else (“boobies!” his mind screamed) he would get a hard yank on his hair.

He didn’t mind the pull on his hair, since he was getting such a nice view from his knees and not to mention it was getting him slightly aroused, but he wouldn’t have minded if the hair pulling was saved for another occasion or…

He wouldn’t have minded if she were on her knees instead.

Having enough of her nonsense screaming at him, he knocked her down with his hand and threw himself beside her to catch and cradle her head in his hands. She yelped as the rest of her body landed on his hard, cold floor.

“What the fu—“

She was silenced by a quick mouth that pressed urgently against her lips, his hot tongue exploring every inch of her mouth. Sakura, confused and a bit surprised, decided to kiss him back.

Why the hell not? Her mind chirped happily.

Smirking into the kiss, Sasuke gently laid her head back onto the floor to then proceed to let his hands wander up her shirt. Suddenly feeling a hard squeeze on her breast she yelped and shot up, crashing her forehead against his chin.

Sakura rubbed her aching forehead as Sasuke grumbled and cursed under his breath at his bloody lip. Shooting a dark glare at her, which caused her to shrink back, he spit the remainder of the blood that flowed in his mouth onto the floor.

Eww! I just kissed that mouth!

A little flow of blood trickled from his swollen lip and Sakura cringed when he licked most of it off with his tongue. Legs crossed and hands propped up on his knees, visibly hiding his hard-on, he stared at Sakura calmly as her eyes shifted to every bruise he sported on his face and body.

“What happened?”

He snorted, as it was obvious, “I got into a fight.”

“I know that, you idiot! I want to know how it happened and why it happened!”

He shrugged nonchalantly turning his face away from her to stare at the wall. She was seeing red all of a sudden. She had never felt such a need to paint the whitewashed walls of his house red with his blood.

Screaming in pure frustration she jumped on him and straddled him effectively, wrapping her long legs around his waist and grabbing a hand full of dark hair to keep his head down. She was about to yell at him and curse him to eternity when she noticed a small smile on his stoic face. It wasn’t the only thing she noticed as she felt a small pocking sensation coming from her inner thigh and she slowly realized it wasn’t his kunai…

Blushing bright red, her hold on his hair loosened as she desperately tried to get off him as quickly as she could, but a tight hold on her waist prevented her from doing so. Squeaking in pure embarrassment, she slapped and clawed at his hand that held her in place. The only respond she received was a “hn” from Sasuke and a hard pull down to his waist, drawing her closer to his erection.

Shakily she raised her hands up in defeat, “I…I s-surrender…”

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A/N: Second chapter coming soon.