Title: no touchy-touchy!
Pairing: Uchiha Sasuke x Haruno Sakura
Word Count: 724
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Sasuke was never a fan of parties but Naruto was his best friend and it was the moron's birthday so of course he would come to the birthday bash. As he walked through the house full of drunken partiers, though, he slowly began to regret his decision.
He wasn't one for drinking, really. While Sasuke was perfectly capable of holding his alcohol, he wasn't the type to indulge in the sense freeness it provided.
It wasn't that he was a prude or anything.
He just didn't want to be one of the people who woke up in the morning, crying and complaining over some stupid mistake they made the night before.
Sighing, he walked up to the guestroom to find some sort of quiet, but instead saw Sakura, Naruto's cousin draped messily over the bed. Her clothes were disheveled and her hair was all over the place. On the floor by her feet was one of her flip flops and an empty cup of what he assumed was beer. Inches from her hand was a bottle of some clear liquid Sasuke couldn't see too well.
Sakura didn't attend the same school as he and Naruto but he had come across her several times with their many mutual friends and the parties they both tended to get invited to. She also had a habit of showing up at the coffee shop he worked with, order something – usually a drink and a muffin – and then disappear, giggling with one of her friends.
"You look like shit," Sasuke commented.
She stirred slightly after hearing his words and turned around so she could rest on her elbows. Yawning, Sakura eyed him lazily.
"Sasuke?" she inquired with a heavy slur in her voice.
He nodded and went to sit beside her. "Yeah."
"Ha!" Sakura giggled loudly and began slapping him on the arm lightly when he was nearer. "Sasuke! Wow, I haven't seen you in like, forever! You're so pretty! Did I ever tell you I think you're pretty? You're like… PRETTY!"
Sasuke lay back, resting his arm behind his head while Sakura sat up straight. They stayed in their positions for a few minutes, completely silent. Sasuke was fine with the quiet but unnerved by the shocked and almost frightened look on Sakura's face.
"Oi, what's wrong with you?" he asked, frowning.
"It's my heart!" Sakura cried out. He noticed her eyes slowly beginning to water and the way she was shaking, most likely out of panic. "S—something's wrong with it, Sasuke!"
He sat up fully, concerned. "What?"
"It's beating so fast, Sasuke!" Sakura nodded rapidly. "It's all thump-thump-thump—"
"I get it."
"No!" she yelled frantically. "You don't get it, Sasuke!" Sakura waved her arms wildly as she continued speaking. "What if I'm gonna—gonna—gonna explode or something?!" She then reached for his hand and put it against her heart. "Feel!"
Sasuke promptly froze.
Sakura had her hand clamped around his wrist and was holding his hand to her heart.
Her left breast.
Oh, my God…
He wanted to move. Really, he wanted to. Sakura was drunk and this was a strong example of why pretty girls shouldn't get so trashed and let themselves be alone with strange and inappropriate men at parties, but…
It's so soft…
"Do you feel it?" Sakura asked. She sounded so innocent and naïve. "My heart's beating really fast, huh?"
"Er…" Sasuke swallowed and gave up on hiding his blush. "Right."
She then narrowed her eyes at his unsure tone. "YOU DIDN'T FEEL IT!" She pressed harder and Sasuke all but whimpered. "FEEL IT, STUPID!"
It was then that the door opened and Shikamaru stepped in, a ring of smoke coming out of his mouth when he exhaled.
Sasuke looked to his lazy friend with unspoken claims of an explanation in his eyes while Sakura simply held his hand in place.
"T—this isn't what it looks like," Sasuke sputtered frantically.
Shikamaru merely stared for a moment before lifting his cigarette back up to his lips and taking a drag. He blinked a couple of times and turned around, gripping the doorknob and closing the door behind him, leaving Sasuke to despair in embarrassment and Sakura to giggle.
"So did you feel it?" she asked giddily.
Sasuke shook his head miserably and sighed.
"Yeah, I felt it."
YES! I AM FINISHED!
YES! I AM FINISHED!
God. This anthology took much longer than it should have.