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Sasuke didn't go to school that week. It wasn't like he needed to, anyway. It was mostly just to keep up appearances as the youngest son of a politician. Instead, he spent his supposed-to-be school days thinking about a certain blond. He needed to get his mind off the situation he was in- what would Naruto's favorite color be? Orange, probably- Oh god. See? His thoughts kept getting muddled with Naruto, Naruto, Naruto. From what his parents taught him growing up; it was normal. Completely fucking normal to be completely obsessed and dazed about your mate in the beginning. Then, hopefully, the crazy, borderline unhealthy, obsession phase would gradually turn into a healthy, less-crazy, smaller obsession. It gets easier. Allegedly. Allegedly.
It was Sasuke's first Friday night mated, he sat at the back of a club that had music blaring so loudly that the floor was shaking. The bitter scent of cigarettes and human vomit in the air as the supernatural blended in effortlessly with humans on the dance floor. Suigetsu sat across him, violet eyes glowing as he sucked his straw from a glass cup filled with dark ruby slush, a cherry and tiny umbrella placed on the rim. Usually the vampire and water demon would be hitting the dance floor, getting live refreshments and head.
"She's kinda hot," Suigetsu pointed to a woman in a skintight blue dress that went to her ankles. Her pale leg was exposed through a long slit on the side, she flipped her long red hair as she grinded against another woman. The other woman was a honey blonde with a delicate violet triangle placed in the center of her forehead, her considerably larger breasts rubbed against the redheads back as her hands were placed on her waist. Suigetsu whistled under his breath, fingers tapping excitingly against the table.
"Didn't know you had a thing for big boobs. Guess Karin's out of luck," He smirked, finishing his red slurpee (Sasuke could smell the AB Positive blood from a mile away) and calling over the waitress to get him another one. Sasuke removed his eyes from the dance floor to look at his best friend.
"Oh, right, right. She's out of luck, no matter what. You're fucking her brother. Boobs don't have any affect on sad boy loco here," He quipped, taking the glass from a returning waitress without even looking at her. He plucked the cherry from the rim of the cup to plop in his mouth. Sasuke barely managed to keep the scowl off his face as Suigetsu elaborated further.
"Naruto's, like, depressed. He's a sad boy and you're loco for him." Sasuke rolled his eyes, downing another one of the random shots Suigetsu had ordered earlier before standing up from their private booth in the back of the club that overlooked the dance floor.
"I'm going to the bathroom," He told his friend, not waiting for a response as he sauntered to the V.I.P male washroom.
After he finished using a private stall that was furthest from the bathroom entrance (Sasuke was never one for urinals) (they disgusted him), he happened to come across a brunette angrily scrubbing his hands raw as he glared at himself with light lavender eyes. Sasuke couldn't help but find the male attractive, his silky brown locks reached his waist and were surprisingly still smoothly kept in place on his back and his skin reminded Sasuke of smooth ivory stone. His features seemed familiar but Sasuke couldn't place a name on his face.
