Music played. People mingled. Food was eaten.

Interesting things were happening out on the dance floor.

Naruto and Sakura were finally dancing until Ino "accidentally" spilled punch on her emerald dress.

They ( Sakura and Ino ) proceeded to yell at each other, like always.

Unfortunately, Sasuke Uchiha had yet to make an appearance so the yelling would continue until he arrived.

The blond, Naruto, was thankfully punch - free and decided to gather up a bit of courage to ask the surprisingly full figured Hinata to accompany him for the next dance.

With Shino as the DJ, the next song was going to be a slow one.

The bug lover had promised him that much after Naruto decided to not tell about his crush on a certain Yamanaka girl.

Although, there were even more interesting things happening in the gym's equipment storage space a few classrooms down.

"Wh - what if someone is looking for us?"

The breathy whisper of his lover's voice made Shikamaru smirk lightly and duck his head to nip at the honey haired male's newly exposed neck; long fingered hands had loosened the other male's tie earlier in favour of giving him a hickey that only further complimented his pale skin.

He continued to lean the other male against the exit door, chuckling a little. He's always worried when we do this, he thought with affection. How troublesome.

"No one will come looking for us, Chouji," he responded, growling into the blond's neck a little as one of his tanned hands moved to loosened his own tie and unbutton his collar a bit.

"But - but--"

Hazel eyes seemed to glaze over slightly as a fierce flushed painted the shorter male's cherubic cheeks. Were they really supposed to be doing something like this in the storage room? How would they clean up the mess?!

The taller male leered.

'Chouji' was warm, extremely so, (not hot, not at all) in his hand. The heat was comforting, welcomed...

"Ah! Shi - Shikamaru! Your hand!"

"Stop worrying so much. Prom is the perfect distraction."