Enamoured (Sasuke Uchiha)

II

Sasuke woke up Sunday morning with thoughts of last night still fresh in his mind. Naruto, Kiba, and Lee had all gotten drunk, so he, Sai, and Shikamaru had to ensure they returned home in one piece. He rested his arm over his eyes at the thought of the drunkards. Who knew Lee could be so strong when fueled with alcohol? His thoughts also went back to one of the girls, the one with two-toned hair.

Even on Monday as he was working, thoughts of why she was working in that club continued to plague his mind. Her telling him it was none of his business irked him. No one refused the Sasuke Uchiha an answer. He dropped his pen from his desk and leaned back in his leather chair. He made his decision: he would have a word with this girl.

He reached in his pocket for his cellphone, unlocking it, and scrolling through his contacts. He tapped on the person most suitable.

“YO!”

“Suigetsu.”

“Sasuke, my man.”

“Meet me at _____”

“Huh? What do ya wanna go there for?”

“Just do it.”

“Fine, fine, I’ll see ya later.”

Sasuke ran a hand through his black hair, letting the soft locks hit his face. Why am I doing this? He asked himself before getting back to work.

Evening came and Sasuke sauntered into the club he had asked Suigetsu to meet him at. The music in the club was playing rather lowly maybe because it was Monday. He ignored the stares of women as he made his way around the large room. He was used to having women fawn over him. As he walked, he looked for the ombre haired girl. He didn’t bother looking for Suigetsu; he already knew where he’d be.

Just like he had thought, he spotted the white haired male sitting at the bar, sipping whatever kind of drink he could get his hands on.

“I see you’ve already acquainted yourself with the drinks,” Sasuke commented, taking a seat next to the male.

Suigetsu grinned, showing his oddly shaped teeth. “You can never go wrong with a good drink.”

“Hn.” Sasuke looked around for the bartender to order a drink for himself, but they were nowhere to be seen.

“The bartender’s switching out shifts, if you’re wondering,” Suigetsu stated, noticing Sasuke looking around.

“So,” he began. “What are we doing here? You looking for some ass? Want me to be your wingman?” he bombarded the Uchiha with an array of questions. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell that girlfriend of yours.”

Sasuke shot the grinning man a look. “I’m not into such vulgar things as you are.”