We're Stuck In Her World [:.: Sasuke Uchiha :.:] .011. Heaven and Hell

"Thanks Keith!" I wave as I slam the door, Ryan simmering with anger as I yet again purposely get her name wrong. She had driven Hinata and I to the teen club.

Heaven and Hell was a popular teen club back when I was here, before I was sucked into my television. It held so many memories for me and my friends that it was saddening, yet I planned to not think about that. I never liked dealing with my problems until I had to. It was just who I was, who I am.

I hadn't seen the guys yet, they were being dropped off by Dad. He did it because we were ready last, as amazing as that may seem. Sarcasm, it's a way of life! ;3 They were already here in other words.

"Ready Hina?" I smile at her, holding my coat to me. It was long so no one could see my outfit and Hinata had the same kind of jacket on over her outfit.

She takes a deep breath, staring as people open the door every so often, music roaring and the darkness of the inside so welcoming. She nods, an excited twinkle in her eye as she grabs my hand, dragging me quickly to the bouncer. He immediately lets us in without any questions.

The place was designed amazingly. There was a pedestal about five foot high with couches and chairs, bright and cushiony red ones, with tables on top of it. The rails around the pedestal were thin but strong so people could chill on the pedestal in the chairs and such and lean against the rails without falling and hurting themselves. The bar was designed the same way across the room, on a five-foot tall pedestal with a bunch of tables and chairs and a large and long bar with all sorts of non-alcoholic drinks up there. The dance floor was the part of the club completely on the floor, and you had to walk up about six steps to get on each pedestal. The floor had every other tile as a blinking one, illuminating the place and instantly making me think of a rave.

"You like it Hinata?"

"Oh my!" She was in awe, taking in her surroundings slowly. She had a large grin on her face, one that made me nearly fall over in shock. It was disturbing yet I loved it more than anything right now. I'd never seen Hinata smile like that.

I grab her arm, pulling her over to a man working the coat closet. We hand him our cloaks, letting the looks we sported wash over whomever had dared to look over at this moment. Many had and many were staring at us appreciatively.

I was wearing a pair of tight leather pants that lowly hugged my hips with two stud belts, one white and one black, crossing each other. My shirt was a tight hot raver pink shirt to show off my curves the right way, cutting off at the top of my belly-button. It was sleeveless and on the shoulder parts it sported zippers. The front had a Fiend skull made of little black shining beads like the words on the back reading Misfits Rock. Yes, the skull was the symbol of one of my favorite older bands. I had on a pair of plain black high-top converse with a pink lace in one and a green Gir lace in the other. My makeup was elegant, and my jewelry was made of everything from a lock choker to jelly bracelets. My hair was down and completely straight, shining with leave-in conditioner dried into it.

Hinata looked tempting as well. She wore a tan skirt with black tights and tan high-top converse with white laces. Her shirt was a black one, but it was low-necked and showed off just a little less stomach than mine. Her hair was pinned back with a few loose strands around her face, making her look extremely adorable yet a bit dangerous and ready for anything.

Skin glitter and hair glitter sparkled on us in a dazzling fashion in the lights.

"Should we find the guys first?" She blinks cutely, tugging on my hand.

I nod, following after her as she heads where she expected Naruto and the guys to be; lounging around and doing nothing on the pedestal with the couches. I couldn't spot them anywhere, that is until I saw a familiar head of sun-blonde hair.

We walk over and stand in front of the couch, my hands on my hips as I grinned while Hinata had a shy expression on, though giggling like I. The guys all continue to lounge, but stare at us, looking strangely.

"Hinata?! Rachelle?! No way!" Naruto jumps up, nearly falling over while looking us over. "Whoa..."

I watch as he circles Hinata, looking at his clothing choice. He was dreamy himself, wearing jeans and an orange wife-beater with a simple black blazer over it. He looked as relaxed as ever, yet still hyper and energetic.

Next I look at Neji, looking at his clothing choice. Him and Hinata were alike on some things. He wore a tan shirt with black pants and tan Etnies along with a white headband.

My gaze now shifts to Sasuke and Itachi. My jaw hits the ground practically, drooling begging to seep out of my mouth.

Both were in leather.

Sasuke was wearing skin-tight black leather pants with an odd sort of top and-... How about I just show you both him and Itachi?

(Kitten: Sexy aren't they? Reow! Never thought I'd see a guy look good in red leather... and I never thought Sasuke could look any better!)

"Oh my lord I've died and gone to leather heaven!" I whisper to myself, closing my mouth and letting a sweet smile cross my face when Naruto nervously asks Hinata to go over to the bar with him to get something to drink. "Okay, since Naruto is actually fitting in with this place, then you guys need to also. Just run around and meet people. I'm going to go to the dance floor. It's getting more crowded and I need a good dance. I'm competitive with it and such! Plus a good song is on!"
Perfect Skin by The 69 Eyes was blaring and I was pumped already. I adored this band with a passion, so dancing was the only thing that could really satiate this adrenaline rush. Since no one was offering to dance with me out of these guys then I would find my own partner.

I was in the crowd already, dancing hard and shaking to the beat like crazy. It felt really good, just moving like this. Soon enough I felt someone moving in sync with me, against my back. I turn and see a punk guy with a few piercings on just his face alone and a giant smirk on his face. I just continue my dance, allowing him to move in and dance with me as well.

I didn't feel the eyes burning holes into the guy.

[:.: Sasuke Uchiha (Third Persons) :.:]

Itachi and Neji were off, doing random things. Itachi, probably watching Rachelle with a watchful eye, was nowhere to be seen, but Neji was at the bar now chatting with Hinata. Naruto also had disappeared. Sasuke, on the other hand, was leaning against the railing of the pedestal, glaring out into the dance floor at the boy so close to Rachelle, the one moving his body on her so completely and smoothly. It was sickening and he was as jealous as sin, though he'd never admit it.

"You know, this is a good moment for you to jump down there and take her out of that dance."

Naruto hadn't vanished after all. Instead now he stood next to Sasuke, watching the two dance.

Sasuke contemplates for a few moments, looking, glaring actually, at the two with a passion to rival the sun. He doesn't even look at Naruto, though he was silently listening to what he was saying.

"You didn't dress like that just for nothing. It's really obvious you did it for her. Why don't you just go and rescue her now? Besides, I'm sure you didn't take forever trying to get into that stuff just to waste it by sitting here glaring and-..." Naruto looks around. "Where'd he go?! Ugh! Deja vu!"

"Wow you're a good dancer!" I turn to look at the smug guy, now grinding chest-to-chest.

"I could say the same for you!" he shouts back, over the music.

Next Contestant by Nickelback comes on, busting through the radio. I was grinning insanely, enjoying every song coming on. Instantly I begin moving to the beat, swirling my hips and swishing my hair as elegantly yet sexy as possible.

"I think I found the best dancer in this place!" His hands latch onto my hips, dragging me closer to him.

A scowl slithers on my face. Yes, he was an excellent dancer, but I didn't like him being so rough. I never said I didn't like rough guys, but I didn't like strange rough guys that I've never met before.

All of a sudden a hand latches around this guys neck, making him swivel to face my hero. Sasuke was glaring wickedly, his Sharingan out and boring into the guy with a heated emotion I've seen him use, never on me though, called hate.

"What's your problem man?!"

Sasuke thinks of what to say, wondering what he should call me I guess. Either that or how easy it would be to break this idiot's neck.

"Hands off my... girlfriend," he states plainly yet so forcefully it was scary. He picks the guy a bit off the ground, the leather of his clothes squeaking eerily.

"I'm sorry! I'll leave if you'll just put me down!" Sasuke does so. "Jeez!" The guy rubs his neck, running off before Sasuke could get him again.

I stare at Sasuke with a kind smile. "Nice save. Thank you so much Sasu."

He winces a bit, not having heard that nickname in a long time. I guess I didn't hate him as much as I thought I always did.

'No, you could never hate him. He's Sasuke. He's-... you love him.'

He adverts his eyes, a small blush on his sour face. I laugh quietly, dancing as Smack That by Akon (ft. Eminem) vibrates on the walls. I blink, gazing at Sasuke and wondering if he was just going to stand there or if he was actually going to dance... with me.

"Sasuke, are you-..."

Before I can even continue, his eyes lock onto mine. He looks at the floor, still a bit red though trying to hide it.

"I don't know how to dance," he mumbles in shame.

I grin, laughing just a bit. His head snaps back up, glaring at me while I laughed at him. I shake my head, grabbing his hands and put one on each of my hips. I move to where one of my legs is between his and the other is straddling one of his legs. He was in the same position in other words. I put one forearm where it's resting between his neck and shoulder, the other placed over one of his hands.

"Just move with the beat. What I do is if I feel something for the person, like you for instance, I let my emotions out as I dance without speaking. Just let your body move to the music and move around carefully to the rhythm."

I let my hips roll against his, swiveling my head and swishing my hair once again. Sasuke was wide-eyed, still red, but begins slowly moving. I giggle, liking how innocent this seemed. He hears my giggle, glaring once again at me. Soon enough, he's roughly grinding back, though it was sloppy. I blink, narrowing my eyes and moving my hand from his, running my hand through his hair.

We move closer quickly, our faces not but an inch apart as our breath is labored. We were heaving and sweating in this tight clothing, but refused to stop dancing. It felt like this was the only alone time we ever had, and I was going to milk it as far as it could go. Obviously so was he.

He was staring into my eyes, letting my hand grip his hair and the other latched around his neck, pulling him close to me. One of his hands had locked completely around my waist while the other one was digging into my hip in a protective grip. Our lips were a mere inch or two apart, so desperately wanting to crash together but not.

"What was with the girlfriend comment?" I ask breathlessly, still moving to the beat and loving how close he was pulling me.

"You're mine," he whispers harshly back.

I was blushing insanely, wondering if he was asking me to be his girlfriend or if he was calling me his possession. After all this time I've known him he'd just confused me once more.

"Are you asking me or telling me I'm your girl now?"

"Telling."

I smirk, rolling my eyes. "Most guys ask."

"I'm not most guys." With that statement he pounds his lips onto mine.

I savor the moment, kissing back tightly. He locks me into such a tight embrace I could barely breathe. I knew that in two days our school life would be interesting.

I also didn't know of the evil smirk on Itachi's face.