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"I should've left the moment Naruto asked me to come." Was the only thought circling my mind as I stood against the wall grumpily, surveying the chaos around me.
The house was big, but deciding to host more than 100 people in one house was idiotic. Unable to bear it for any longer. I found the only quiet and isolated spot I could and stayed, yet not completely alone— Karin somehow found me.
She leans against the opposite wall as she stared me down, both creepy and annoying. She wasn't the only one either, I ignored multiple confessions of girls who came up to me tonight, it was aggravating enough besides the fact that I was forced to wear this ridiculous outfit. They were a close second on my list of grievances.
"Here we are!" A familiar voice called out to the left of me, I turned my head to the idiot who dragged me here. He stood in between Sakura and some girl, Inko- maybe.
"Oi, Sasuke" Naruto waved as he broke from them and walked over to me, his other hand stuffed in his pocket.
"What's got you all happy?" I asked with a nod of my head, noticing him flushed in the face.
He leaned in closer to me and giggled like a fool before answering, "Sakura Chan is so cute."
"Your acting flustered like a school girl, you know." I said with an exasperated sigh. I looked up to study his face, he was all jittery and weird.
He ignored me, "Mark my words, one day she's gonna be my girl." He said boastfully, looking to the side and admiring her. With a chuckle and grin, he walked away as fast as he came and went over to Shikamaru and Kiba.
I frowned, what was that about?
I glance to my side as she appears, excitedly talking to Hinata. Naruto with her? That wasn't happening anytime soon. I pull out my phone lazily, whatever, I'll just text Itachi to pick me up.
Just before I could pull up messages, someone suddenly collided into me, nearly knocking me over. I quickly regained myself as I held onto whoever it was, grabbing them before they could touch the ground.
I reopened my instinctively closed eyes and im immediately greeted with the sight of her pink hair pressed against my chest.
She regains herself up quickly, then starts stammering up a response:
"Sorry, someone just ran into me and I-", she looks up to my face, mesmerized with surprise.
I look back to her in confusion, then down as I feel a cold, red drink dripping onto my stomach, seeping through my shirt. Great.
