"Sakura ..." a deep voice muttered into the room.
"You're nasty…"
He put his head on his arms, which were folded on the counter, and dreamed to himself. The bartender put the fifth glass of schnapps in front of him. He emptied it in one gulp and then arched his back again to rest his head on his arms again. His black hair was messy against his skin, but he didn't mind. Nothing bothered him ... except ONE thing ...
Sighing, he stared at a cluster of alcoholic beverages cluttered on a huge shelf behind the counter, examining each one carefully, only to come to the conclusion that if he finished them all today, he would never be able to return home. First, because he would be way too drunk for that and, second, because Sakura would probably kick him out of the door again in a high arc. But the way he was at the moment, you could well imagine that he would tip down one bottle after the other ...And then the next shot glass came ...

Another young man entered the bar no less happily. Unlike usual, his dark brown hair was not tied in a ponytail, but rather hung down carelessly, as if his ponytail holder had been taken away and he was stubborn because of it ...
Without having to look around, he strolled towards the counter.
The corners of his mouth were pulled down so far that you had to think he'd lost his laugh. Maybe he had that too, because THAT was really bad of HER!
With a short sigh, he sank into the chair next to the black-haired man.
"Hello, Sasuke ..."
The addressee only let out a faint ´hn` and turned back to the glass in front of him.

Neither of them paid attention to the time, they simply didn't care. They wouldn't care in the slightest that they'd been sitting here for the last 5 hours, downing one glass after the other.Suddenly Sasuke hit the counter with his fist, so that the man next to him visibly winced.
"Why is she doing that?"
His empty black eyes studied Shikamaru, but he only shrugged his shoulders and then reached for the eighth shot glass.
"It's your fault ..." the Nara mumbled.
"Just because Ino and Sakura are so good friends, I have to pay for your sentence now ..."
"Tse ..."
With that last remark, the conversation ended again. Sighing, they accepted the bill for their little booze, which Sasuke paid on the spot. He did not notice that he had actually paid the bar owner way too much, but it was unimportant ...

Shikamaru had already risen from his stool and left the bar. It was already dark outside and a fresh wind blew through the deserted streets. It would have been way too cold for both of them, after all, it was autumn and they were only dressed in a T-shirt, but they didn't mind.They didn't even notice. The brown-haired guy took a deep breath when Sasuke came up, too. Apparently he had already drunk so much that he could hardly stand on his feet ...
Sighing, the Nara went up to the black-haired man and tried to support him. One arm of the Uchiha was hanging limply around Shikamaru's neck, the other was swinging carelessly through the area. Sasuke's legs buckled a little, which made it even more difficult for Nara to support him.
They made slow progress, but who cared. You don't.

It must have been well past midnight when they finally stepped through the front door of their common house. Shikamaru closed the door silently and let Sasuke fall into an armchair in the living room. He was almost in the realm of dreams when he heard the quiet voice of his roommate.
"In your room you will find yourself ... good night ..."
With these words he disappeared in the direction of his bedroom.He entered cautiously and tried to be as quiet as possible so as not to wake Ino ... too late ...
"DO YOU KNOW HOW LATE IT IS?" She snapped at Shikamaru. Legs apart and hands on her hips, she stood by the window and looked at him angrily. This just pulled a pout like that of a small child who is being pecked at.
"I HOPE FOR YOU THAT YOU HAVE NOT MAKED UP WITH ANY STRANGER WOMEN! OTHERWISE TODAY'S DECISION IS NOT THE ONLY PENALTY!"
For a few minutes there was a relaxing silence for the Nara, because Ino's vocal cords could make you numb - which at that moment almost would have been the case if he hadn't got used to it long ago.
"NOW TO BED! I'M DEAD TIRED!"
After a short nod, Shikamaru obeyed the order and - after he had quickly taken off his sweater and pants - crawled into the bed they shared, but with his back to her. Ino's facial features relaxed and she now lay down too.Shikamaru couldn't really fall asleep, because he constantly felt her eyes on the back of his neck, which gave him goose bumps every time. Then suddenly he heard a low chuckle. Confused, he turned to the blonde and looked at her questioningly. Ino fell silent shortly afterwards and put a hand on his cheek.
"Do you actually know that you are totally cute when you look so disturbed?"
Shikamaru raised an eyebrow, which made Ino giggle a little again. But then she stopped abruptly, because Shikamaru had leaned over her and was close to touching her lips with his.

Bang.
The Nara was lying on the floor, holding his cheek.
"It's not that easy, my dear! Punishment is punishment!"
To support her statement, she demonstratively held her fist in front of his face with which he almost knocked him out had beaten.
Grumbling, Shika got up and crawled back into the half of his bed ...
"... it was worth a try ..." he mumbled before closing his eyes.In the next room the black-haired man had heard Ino's little outburst of anger and grinned to himself.
'At least something amusing today ...'
After a short yawn, Sasuke got up and staggered in the direction of his room. Again and again the house wall had to serve as a support until he finally felt the cool door handle under his fingers. Carefully he pushed it down and opened it a crack so that he had enough space to enter. His eyes slowly glided over the various pieces of furniture in the room when they suddenly got caught on a pink-haired person. The moonlight from outside cast a cold shadow on her, which is probably why she had pulled the covers up to the tip of her nose. Or someone was simply missing by her side who would otherwise warm her ...

Smiling, but still swaying, Sasuke went to the bed. Big mistake! In the darkness the black-haired man hadn't noticed that a pile of books had been placed directly in front of him.And what had to come came: a loud thump, a suppressed cry of pain and a woken up sakura ...

"Uchiha, Sasuke! If you come so late, at least be quiet! Where have you been?", She shouted angrily.
Her green eyes were fixed on Sasuke, who had dropped to the floor and was now rubbing his shin. He didn't even realize that Sakura was talking to him. He was too busy mumbling little curses on the pile of books and ignoring the pain of his injury.
Since she got no answer, Sakura got up and ran to the Uchiha. She bent her upper body down, with her shoulder-length pink hair resting on Sasuke's head. This had now noticed that she was awake and looked at her innocently.
"Are you okay, Sasuke?", She asked kindly. Played. As Sasuke found. He literally felt how Sakura's beautiful green eyes tried to take him apart on the spot.After a quick swallow, he nodded tentatively.

"Tell me, Sasuke ... is that how you smell like alcohol?"
The black-haired man's blood froze in his veins. Now he could make his will ...
Sakura sniffed his clothes briefly, then turned on his heel and went back to the bed. The now somewhat confused Sasuke looked after her questioningly, but when she came back with his bedding in hand, he knew that it was not over yet ...
Carelessly she threw the things at his feet and then pointed with her index finger in the direction of the door.
"Sasuke ..."
The hair on the back of the Uchiha stood on end with her sweet voice, which suppressed so much anger that one had to think carefully about whether it was still Sakura in front of him ...
"Get out. You sleep on the sofa!"

No sooner said than done, the black-haired man found himself in the hallway and only heard the door slam into the lock. He stood there quite perplexed and didn't know what to do now.Going back into the living room one more time was far too strenuous for him, which is why he decided to simply lie down on the floor, right in front of the door ...


"Sakura ..."
"No!"
"Sakura ..."
"NO!"
"Saku-"
"No, Sasuke!"
Grumbling, the Uchiha laid his head on the table and stared at the pink-haired woman. She was still in a weird mood. She had been so strange since yesterday. Repellent. Irritated. And then that something about "punishment"! What was THAT supposed to do?
Sakura ran around hectically and started to set the breakfast table, occasionally pushing Sasuke aside. This, however, let it go without saying a word. He now more or less intentionally stood in her way, which his girlfriend must have noticed, because she suddenly stopped right in front of him and looked deep into his black eyes. But Sasuke did not give in and was not impressed by her evil look. On the contrary, he approached her face and began to grin.Gently but possessively, his arms wrapped around her body and pulled her to him. He lowered his head into the crook of her neck so that Sakura could feel his hot breath on his skin.
Her heart longed for that touch, but her mind said, STOP! Until here and not further!
No sooner had she recalled that than she pushed away from him and went back to making food.
"Man, Sakura! What's that supposed to mean?", Sasuke grumbled after her, but the pink-haired woman didn't flinch, which annoyed the Uchiha. He was about to repeat his question when suddenly Ino and Shikamaru entered the room. The blonde sat happily on her chair and hummed to herself while Sakura put a bowl of cornflakes in front of her. Shikamaru, on the other hand, sighed and fell into the seat next to her, completely exhausted. Sasuke looked at