A/N : So I'm writing this because I think I should write some humor too not just dramatic crimes and stuff like that heh. Please R&R

Just once, or not

Chapter 1

Sakura wanted to die there and then. Maybe if she would pray enough the earth will accept her wishes and just open up and swallow her whole. She would rather burn in hell and have Satan laugh in her face than.. than this!

She knew for sure now, that the old guy up there hated her.. no, despised her. He was probably sitting on a nice puffy cloud right now enjoying the fucking show while eating popcorn and laughing his head off.

Her body was stiff like a rock and she was sure that her most probably white, terrified face didn't go well with her black dress. She damned all there existing Gods for playing with her life right now.

I hope you have lots of fun fucking with my life you oh so powerful entities!

She was very tempted to go grab a knife from one of the tables around her and stab herself in the neck. This, this mess- she really didn't know how to name this situation- was really, one hundred percent not expected.

Like for real, she has been the perfect girl for- her entire life! She just graduated med school and she had been the first in the whole year. Yes, she did had her- moments, like you know. Maybe skipping some classes or having a crazy night with her girlfriends. But that was not bad at all. She does not need to be punished.

Talking about crazy nights with her girlfriends -she reminded herself how she gotten herself in this disastrous, incredible, unbelievable- situation. It's not her fault. Like hell it is! It was her oh so called ex-best friend's fault. Ex being the key word. Because when she will find that stupid trouble maker, blonde woman that always- always- has the most fucked up ideas and brings everyone around her into her shit, she will kill her.

Prepare bitch! Because I will find you and I'll make sure to take one of your oh so beloved designer shoes and stab you in the eye with the heel!

She asked herself more than one hundred times in the last minutes why, why, she let herself being corrupted. She can still hear Ino-pig's words.

'Come on Sak. You broke up with that threesome-wanting –still gorgeous but that's not the point- like when? Two years ago? It's time to have some fuuuuun.'

Let me explain this to you. When Ino says fun, be sure that the slut means nothing good. It will most probably get everyone into some big trouble or awkward position. She remembers clearly as water, black on white –white as her face in this moment- that once her cute idiotic friend got them and another girlfriend of theirs' into the fucking holding cell into a police station! She was so angry in that moment that some demonic unknown spirit took control over her and the cops needed to put her into a different cell. If not, Sakura is sure she would have been, now and for the rest of her life, in a fucking prison sharing a cell with some tattooed big woman that will threaten to stab her in her sleep with a rusty knife or some lesbian trying to rape her everytime she blinked. Thanks God –in that moment because now she damned all Gods of course- Ino's cousin was nice enough to bail them out. That without telling a word about it to her parents.

If Deidera wasn't like the best cousin on earth and she would have needed to call her father, now she would have been 6 feet underground.

But, back to the story in hand. Ino just had this glorious idea that she, Sakura, needs some fun. Telling her that she did push away every guy that came in her direction before he could even say a word to her –blame her ex on that- , the blonde decided that she needed to have some interactions with a man. And when she decided this? On a fucking club night with the girls, after she already had some nice tasty alcoholic and fruity- with cute umbrellas on top- cocktails.

Of course, she wasn't that of a light drinker. She actually could hold her alcohol pretty well. So she ,of course, said a serious and flat NO to her friend's idea.

That, until Ino practically and shameless pushed God know how many shots and other unknown strong drinks down my throat. The evil witch planed it all, I swear. And she will pay for it!

So that Ino's idea wasn't to just go have a nice talk with some random guy in a club full of intoxicated people –not that that could have been possible after she ingested a good quantity of alcohol-. Oh no, her glamorous Nobel worth idea was to spend the night with one. Ino said it like it was the most natural thing.

'Sak, people nowadays do it all the time. You were always so loyal and stuff and look where that got you. Get over your fail ex relationship. Just have a one night stand with a hot guy and then never see him again. It is simple like that. '

And she all so sweetly winked at her and demanded she had find a good looking piece of man in the next hour.

Just to explain some things about her ex relationship.. It was actually lovely for about one and a half year before she caught him in her apartment, in her bed fucking some other chick. If you ask yourself if anything could be worse than that, know that yes, It could be worse. The –still gorgeous but that's not the point- guy, Sai, had the audacity not just to give her a look like he didn't do anything wrong but to plop out the most incredible question Sakura ever heard.

'Do you want to join Sakura?'

Sakura is still waiting for her medal and diploma for not killing the fucker there and then. Her first thought when she realized what he just asked was to cut the man's dick off, slap him with it to unconsciousness, then dig it down his throat.

Even if the thought was more than appealing she decided to just slap the shit out of him, punch him in the guts, push him and the slut out of her apartment naked, before of course, slamming the door in their faces.

So after that not so nice experience with the men kind she wanted nothing to do with the bastards for a long, long time. Until Ino's idea plopped up and she got intoxicated, that's it.

Couldn't really reject the blonde's blabbering –because when she wanted.. fuck that.. every fucking day she was talking without even breathing and giving Sakura a headache twice a day- she just started to look around for some hot guy.

It was really not long until her eyes landed on some tasty piece of meat –cough man cough-. If it wasn't for his aristocratic and to-die-for looks, or for the most sexiest smirk she had ever see, Sakura was sure that that dark aura around him got her attention.

She could compare it with some kind of drug, because the moment she got into his perimeter and more than that, locked eyes –oh those obsidian soul-penetrating orbs- with him, she knew she just found the perfect guy. And the way she looked at her, checking her out and undressing her with his eyes, Sakura knew she was very close to melt into a horny intoxicated puddle.

The deity, who looked a few years older than her –that if her intoxicated state didn't play with her mind-, didn't waste his time. She saw him lick his lower lip in the most please-take-me-now way and bit it right after that and then made his way to her, his head held high and that smirk plastered all over his perfect thin kissable lips.

Sakura didn't know if she should take a few steps back. The way he was walking and looking at her, that dark and almost suffocating aura around him made him look like some predator. And she was his helpless prey. He looked like some demon who just crawled from hell –even if he did look like all the Gods graved his features and made him the most sinfully delicious man on earth- ready to suck her soul.

And that's what he did. Except, of course, he didn't suck her soul, but her neck and other inappropriate spots that she refuse to think about. She did felt like he penetrated her soul though –and not her soul alone, but again, she refuse to think about inappropriate things-.

She would never deny it, even if she wouldn't -under no circumstances- say it out loud, had the best night of her life. The demonic slash angelic man was not just gorgeous in all his being, but he was the hottest and the best thing that ever happened to her into a bed. Or maybe into her whole life, but that's not important. Just the moment he kissed her she could swear that he dragged her into heaven –or hell, because that hot she felt- . Not only that, she was sure that in that moment when she placed his hands on her body, she could have easily drown a child into her panties.

Getting over the hormones inducing thoughts, yes, it was, indeed, the best night of her life. That, or course if you cut out of the equation how she woke up in his bed, in his apartment, near a naked him and with an incredible sensation of nausea. And then not only that she oh not so fabulous puked in his bathroom, in his toilet, but she woke him too in the process.

So yeah, after he had to assist her while puking in his own -not so clean anymore- toilet, and she had to do the walk of shame out of his apartment, looking like a homeless woman too, she was one hundred percent she never ever wanted to see him again.

That's the exact thing she did. They didn't share numbers, emails or facebook.. not even names. She didn't even know what his name was. And that, was perfectly fine with her.

The plan was going perfect, until you know, gods had to play with her life and make her want to die. Why?

It was two weeks later after the- incident. Her parents are some business tycoons and today was the day they held this big party at some luxurious place that she was sure cost more than her life. She didn't like or dislike this parties. It was just.. normal. She would mostly spend time with her friends, which were always invited, and from time to time her parents would call for her so she could meet some of his good friends slash partners.

'This is my lovely daughter, Sakura. She is a future-doctor and I can't express in words how much I love her and how proud I am of her' her father will always say.

Few people knew that, 6 years ago, just before she graduated from high school her father almost disowned her when she said that she will not take his company when the time came because she wanted to study medicine and become a surgeon. Finally -after a broken vase and a lot of swearing and yelling- her father, allowed her to do whatever she wanted to. But -this being the key word- if she fails even one exam or doesn't finish med school in top of her class, he will be sure to have her adopted by Satan.

Which doesn't sound that bad in this exact moment.

Sakura finally remembered that she was in the most awkward moment in her life. No, awkward was an underestimation. This was the most terrifying, absurd, unlucky, why-the-hell-this-has-to-happen-to-me, gods-love-to-play-with-my-sanity moment of her life. Why?

Because the demon had somehow entered her parents' party. And she was sure as fuck that it was him. You can't confuse that body and pitch black hair with no ones'. It's like confusing your own face with somebody else'. Not only that, but he was standing all tall and glorious near another older man –possibly his father-, right in front of her father. Damned be her luck. The bastards' family must have some close connections with her parents then. And that's bad. Very bad.

Why in the name of all the Gods that are enjoying this right now is he –because I still don't know his name- here?!

She tried to collect herself and stop glancing at that appealing knife. She will simply try to ignore him. Maybe lock herself in the bathroom for the rest of the night will work. She will go there unnoticed and stay there until this shit is done and the half-angelic-half-demonic man will jump back into his hell hole –or fly back to heaven-. She still couldn't decide which one.

So she made the best plan.

Leave unnoticed by everyone –which was hard may I tell you because of my fucking pink hair- , find Ino, kill Ino, find someone to blame for her death and then lock myself into the bathroom until morning. Yea, that will work.

Or not. Just as she was about to slip out from the room, the worst thing that could happen, just happened. Her father caught sight of her and in an instant he was waving his hand to her, indicating she should go there. There, where he was also present.

And then, this evil creatures who was playing sick jokes with her life, had to, had to put salt on the wound.

His oh-so-fine body turned slightly into the direction where her father was waving, and his face contorted from a bored – still-the-most-beautiful-face-she-ever-saw - into the most malice and devious cocky expression that existed, his damn perfect smirk so wide that it barely fit his face.

Sakura knew in that moment, no.. she was absolutely sure that she was cursed. And not only that, but someone will die tonight. She will stab herself with that knife she was still thinking about, that after she will stab Ino with her own heels and do an exorcism on the Satan's child that was smirking at her in that exact moment.

As she awkwardly made her way to her own humiliation –because she knew that now she couldn't just run, could she- she kept praying for a freaking comet to come and hit the earth right then. Or maybe some sniper who had a secret grudge on her will shoot her from the building on the other side of the street.

What the fuck happened with that Apocalypse? Shouldn't it have come already years ago? Helooo, still waiting mother fucker! This is the moment!

TBC

A/N : Whooooo

I had so much fun writing this. Please let me know if you enjoyed it and if I should write a few more chapters. REVIEW! This is important for me so I know if I did a good job with this and if I should continue it. Thanks heh.

Xoxo, Adenna.