I know, I know. But I just had to protest the general idea that boys have a wild bachelor party at strip clubs and the girls stay in and paint their nails. Girls are fucking wild okay? A bit cracky. I will justify OOC-ness by drunkenness.

Bachelorette

The week of Sai and Ino's wedding both the groom and the bride's friends thought it fit to have their respective bachelor and bachelorette party. Sai, being Sai, had only a vague idea of what a stag night was supposed to be, and the vague idea he had came from a movie. It included a strip club, a trip around the country, being heavily inebriated, possibly drugged and it had ended with the main character having his kidney removed to be sold in the black market. Sai figured that last bit was optional, but he was still a bit apprehensive. When he'd relayed his worries to his friends he was assured that's not how these usually go, and although the strip club was a recurrent trend, they were all too scared of their girlfriends to give it a shot.

Thus, Sai's bachelor party consisted of having a couple male friends over, drinking beer and playing cards, which he considered appropriate and satisfying. And even though at some point they got a little too buzzed and forgot to keep Lee from drinking, the only part of the house that got destroyed was the dining table, and that was easily fixed.

Halfway through the quiet, peaceful evening, he wondered out loud, "I wonder what the girls are doing?"

Shikamaru had shrugged. "Probably a spa or something."

The girls were not, in fact, at a spa.

"I'm getting MARRIED!" Ino yelled to the crowded bar, for possibly the third time since they got there. She'd yelled it many more in the previous two bars they'd kicked off the night with.

"SHE'S GETTING MARRIED!" Sakura yelled right after, pointing frenetically at Ino, just in case anyone had been confused as to who the bride was. Although that was unlikely, seeing as Ino was wearing a plastic tiara to which a cheap tulle veil had been hot glued.

They were both well and truly smashed now, Ino a bit more so, although Sakura managed to be louder. The bar indulgently erupted in cheers, and the folks risking some moves in the small dance floor clapped her on the back and offered their congratulations. At that moment, a song with a heavy beat and extremely raunchy lyrics started playing and the bride and the maid of honor proceeded to break it down shamelessly while proclaiming how much they loved that song. A bit less gracefully than they would've had a few shots ago, but they made up for it in enthusiasm.

Meanwhile, at the bar, Temari and Tenten were knocking back tequila shots while Hinata nursed a fruity cocktail and looked overall flustered and like she was ready to go home three hours ago.

"Are you having fun?" Tenten asked the poor girl.

"A bit, I guess." Hinata smiled unconvincingly.

"Hinataaaa," she whined, sliding her newly refilled shot glass towards her. "Here, you gotta try this."

"Tenten, you're gonna kill her," Temari warned, but she seemed amused.

"I don't think that's the best idea, Tenten…" Hinata started, but her friend was too riled up now.

It's worth pointing out that while Tenten was no Lee, and probably would not start tearing the place apart at the slightest bit of alcohol in her bloodstream, she did have a tendency to lose her shit when she got a bit buzzed. Sober Tenten probably wouldn't peer pressure Hinata into taking tequila shots, but drunk Tenten had no such qualms.

"Nonsense! You are YOUNG! You are… Filled… With… YOUTH! You have to try new things before you're OLD and wrinkled and… and… Temari, get me some lemon!"

While that altercation happened, Ino had managed to crawl onto a table and grab a microphone off the karaoke machine. It wasn't on, but that didn't seem to bother her.

"I want to dedicate this song to my fiancé!" she screamed. "He's called Sai! And he's so fucking hot!"

Sakura would normally try to coerce the drunk person off the high, unstable surface, but in her current state, she'd just 'WOOO'd loudly and clapped enthusiastically to her friend, telling the people around her "That's my best friend! She's getting married Friday!" Ino started belting out a pop love song that was, thankfully suppressed by the loud music already playing in the bar. Though in her defense, she didn't sound that bad, if a little slurred.

Temari raised her eyebrows at the sight of the bride twerking on top of a table while doing mute karaoke. "Well, that's happening."

Tenten had finally procured salt and a couple lemon slices and had managed to successfully peer pressure Hinata into trying tequila. Somehow. "Suck on the lemon, lick the salt, drink!" she stopped. "Wait, no, is it lemon, tequila, salt? No, no, I got it! Salt, tequila, lemon! Right? Temari?"

"I don't know, I drink it straight"

"Whatever! You down that shot, girl! You live out your youth!"

Hinata did, and she immediately choked and started coughing violently. She leaned against the bar, red in the face and gesticulating angrily to Tenten, who had the decency to look guilty and hurriedly signal the bartender for some water.

"I told you you'd kill her."

"Sorry, Hinata!"

"Tenten you are the bad influence PSA's warn children about." Temari laughed.

"That was awful!" Hinata gasped. "How can you drink that stuff?"

Temari shrugged. "Eh, not a lot to do during a sandstorm."

While the two argued this fine aspect of Suna culture, Tenten spotted a handsome young man sitting alone on the other side of the bar, which meant vulnerable prey. She extended both her arms and looped each around Hinata and Temari's necks, bringing their heads closer and almost smashing both together.

"Ding ding ding, hottie at 12 o'clock, ladies, time to have some FUN!"

Hinata sent her a half-hearted glare. "Tenten, I am married."

Tenten sent her a shit-eating grin that could beat Naruto's. "I know. But I'm not." And promptly stalked off.

Temari raised her glass to that.

Sakura had joined Ino on top of the table, and they were now fighting over the microphone. Apparently Sakura thought the bride had had enough of the spotlight and it was her time to convey her feelings for Sasuke through song. That argument evolved to a childish struggle for the microphone that had both of them stepping dangerously close to the table's edge. Seeing that, Hinata got up from seat to convince the squabbling girls to continue their fight on solid ground before they fell. She didn't want to have to explain to Sai why his fiancée had come home with a concussion.

Temari stayed in her seat, laughing at Hinata's attempt to reason with two drunk, infuriated kunoichi, who looked ready to bite each other's heads off. She checked if Tenten had managed to seduce the hottie at 12 o'clock, but her friend's aggressive flirting seemed to be scaring the man off rather than turning him on. At some point in the conversation she'd thought he might be interested in her weapons collection and she'd taken a scroll Temari knew contained a small part of her extensive mace collection out of god knows where. She was about to interfere before Tenten murdered someone accidentally, but the guy had run off before she'd even unsealed it. Tenten, thankfully, took it well. She'd loudly called him a wimp and started to track back towards the bar. That was when a tall, solid mass shouldered his way between Temari and the next seat, standing a bit too close for comfort. He was the tall, dark and handsome type and she appreciated the view, but as it was, she couldn't (and wouldn't) do anything about it.

"Hey," he greeted, but she cut him off by lifting the hand with the engagement ring.

"Sorry, man, not your lucky day."

He sighed, disappointed, and then sent her a teasing grin. "He doesn't have to know."

She laughed at his audacity, and was about to tell him to fuck off when the very disgruntled Tenten passed by them to claim the empty seat to her right. Temari grabbed her by the shoulder and flipped her 180 degrees. "Actually, have you met my friend, Tenten?"

Tenten's mood did a 180 too. "Hi!" she greeted with a charming smile, which tall, dark and handsome reciprocated.

Temari rolled her eyes and stood up to leave them. Tenten extended a hand towards her back which her impromptu wingwoman slapped. "Got your back, girl."

Near the dance floor, Hinata had gotten fed up with Sakura and Ino's squabble and had – like a mother – grabbed each by the ear and forcefully pulled both from the table, taking the microphone away and placing it back on its place. She'd then sat on said table to keep them from climbing it right back.

"Stop fighting and go play somewhere else!" she glared.

"You're no fuuun, Hinata! I was just EXPRESSING MY LOVE for my AMAZING fiancé who's AMAZING!"

"Don't you want to dance instead? I thought you liked this song."

Ino was about to argue, but turns out she actually did like that song, an old girly pop anthem. Her eyes widened and she started slapping Sakura's arm going "that's our JAM, Forehead!". Thus, a new session of wild limb-flailing, butt-jerking dancing began. Hinata rubbed her temples. She was getting a headache. She felt a presence beside her and was glad to see it was just Temari relocating now that Tenten was chatting up another stranger.

"How are you holding up?"

Hinata sighed. "I'm not really into loud and crowded places. Or… Drinking."

"Yeah, I guessed as much."

"It is Ino's night though and I want to be a supportive friend."

Temari lopped an arm around her shoulders comfortingly "Hang in there, kid, way Ino's swaying on the spot she won't last much longer. Then we all get to go home. But you know, that pushy drunk creature that took over Tenten did have a point earlier."

"What do you mean?"

"You ARE young. And you're already here. Might as well have some fun, yeah? You do like to dance, don't you?"

"Eh…" Hinata started, doubtfully. She did like to dance, but not usually where anyone could see her.

"Come on. Can it really be worse than Sakura and Ino?" Temari asked, nodding towards their two absolutely wasted friends.

Hinata nodded. "I guess you're right." She jumped off the table and for once during this crazy night, she smiled. "This is actually a good song."

At the moment, Ino's shout rang over the loud music.

"BODY SHOTS!"

They shared a look.

"I won't tell if you don't," Hinata said.

"What happens in the bar stays in the bar," Temari agreed.

Back in Sai and Ino's apartment, the groom nodded along to his fiancé's best friend supposition.

"Yeah…" Sai agreed, "probably a spa."