The poll is still up but not for long. And I still need some suggestions for the younger contender, please review :3 they make me happy.

Love Lexi

All of the guys' mouths dropped at the site of Sakura, she looked amazing. But unfortunately they didn't really have much time to ogle her due to the fact that they wanted to get to Bakauma before it got too crowded.

To save from a riot amongst the men, Ino ushered Sakura into her car. It was safe to say that all the guys were instantly envious, but it was for the best, none of them really wanted to fight tonight. They all piled into their separate cars and peeled out of the driveway, heading towards Bakauma.

Cars were lined around the block for Bakauma. It was always busy every single night even on weekdays. The guys of course knew this since they work there and parked in the back where the employees always park.

Bakauma was packed to the gills. For the most part the guys all kind of separated trying to get to the bar with the least amount of bumping into people. Kakashi on the other hand stuck close to the girls. He seemed to be the only one who noticed all the creepy guys on the floor looking the both of them up and down, assessing how easy of a score they'd be.

One brave drunken soul decided to walk up to Sakura.

"Hey baby, wanna party with me? I promise you'll have a real good time."

He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her just a little too close for comfort. She stared wide-eyed at him, his hair was greasy and he wore a dirty wife beater paired with some holy tattered jeans.

Fear struck her, she could distinctly remember the time when the man had grabbed her when she had gotten off of the city bus late at night, headed home from Naruto's house. He had shoved her behind a liquor store where the streetlights couldn't reach. She was only ten at the time And had absolutely no idea about what was happening. The man had touched her all over saying, "Don't you dare scream or I'll kill you." She had only just begun to develop, and he had bruised her delicate small breasts. The man had started to unbutton his pants when a loud banging of the backdoor of the liquor store interrupted him. He had quickly taken off, leaving the frail pink haired child by the dumpster. Sakura had fallen to the ground sobbing. She had curled up in a fetal position for hours, sitting there in that dark alley crying before she realized how late it was getting.

When she got home, instead of asking about the bruises or seeing if she was okay, her father had beaten her for being out so late. When she had tried to explain, tried to tell him what the stranger had done to her, he called her a liar and locked her in a closet. She didn't get to come out until the next morning when her mother had unlocked the door after her father had left for his job at a factory, when he still had a job.

Sakura struggled against the drunken man, her memories causing her to feel like she did when she was a young girl, distraught and scared. She squirmed against him, but he was much stronger than her and kept his grip firm, smiling lustfully down at her frightened form.

The man's eyes widened as he was ripped off of her forcefully. Kakashi got in his face and glared harshly at him, a vicious look in his eyes.

He slammed him against a nearby wall and snarled, "Touch her again and die."

His voice was incredibly menacing and oozed venom. How dare he touch Sakura. Kakashi was livid, no one in there right mind messed with him when he was like this, which was actually not that often. Something about Sakura caused him to be incredibly protective and more likely to strike at competition. Obviously he would never come to blows with his roommates, they were friendly competition, people he liked and trusted. This man on the other hand was neither of those things.

The man nodded bewildered and scared. He then backed off, his hands in the air in surrender as Kakashi grasped Sakura's petite hand tightly but not too tight in order not to hurt her.

Once they were far enough away from the guy, Kakashi turned around to look at Sakura.

"Are you okay? Did he do anything to you?"

It was strange but suddenly she wasn't scared anymore. Just one look into his eyes and she instantly felt calmer, her fears dying down to a slightly uncomfortable feeling in her chest.

"I'm okay... Thank you."

She looked down embarrassed. Someone actually saved her from a fate similar to the one from her childhood. She had wished so desperately growing up that she had had a savior that day, and now, she didn't just have one, she had eight. She had eight grown men that would do just about anything for her, especially when it came to protecting her. She never felt uneasy or scared around them, always comfortable and safe.

Her eyes started to well up at the thought that she finally had a family that cared about her.

Kakashi lifted her face by her chin and wiped away her tears with his thumb.

"It's fine, you know we'd never let anything happen to you."

She nodded and gave a him a genuine smile. How he loved seeing that pearly grin on her. He gave her a crooked smile of his own and grasped her hand again, and started leading her towards the bar. Sakura stared at her savior, a warm feeling spread from her hand to her arm to her whole body.

Her body tingled at the feeling of his large hand entwined with her's. She had never felt anything like this.

Before she knew it they had rejoined the group at the bar. The place really was packed. There was at least a hundred and fifty people there that night. Not only were there a lot of people, but there were all sorts of people. Every stereotype, individual and group that one could possibly think of occupied the crowded restaurant and bar. The waiters and waitresses seemed frantic trying to help and serve their customers while also trying to avoid the random couples making out and the patrons puking in the several trashcans and the random dancing drunks that didn't care where they were getting down.

Kakashi let go of her hand, albeit unwillingly, in order to not cause suspicion and more competition with his roommates. Sakura pouted at the loss and sighed, figuring he didn't really want to hold her hand and was actually just making sure she made it through the crowd.

She really did love the way his hand felt in her's, it felt like she was now missing something. His hand was so warm and large that it made her feel incredibly safe and secure and cared about.

Ino had witnessed the entire encounter and smiled warmly at her innocent friend from behind.

She has no clue how any of these men feel about her. I can't wait to see how it all turns out and who end up stealing her heart.

"Hey let's get a round starting for all of us! Koza, give us ten shots of the usual," Jiraiya grinned. The young man from behind the bar nodded and poured ten tequila shots for the men and two ladies. Once the shots were poured, Jiraiya handed them out to the group. When Sakura received hers she stared at it for a few moments.

What exactly am I supposed to do with this?

You obviously drink it stupid.

Well of course I drink it, but it's tequila and I'm under aged, I might get in trouble. Plus I've never had alcohol before...

Well drink it anyway, you say you don't want them to know your age. So keep them guessing and make them think you're of legal drinking age.

Sakura sat there concentrating, trying to think of what to do. Should she drink it? What if she gets drunk? Her inner has a point, if she does drink it maybe everyone will go on believing she's not a minor.

Ino glanced at Sakura and noticed the inner turmoil the young woman was going through.

She leaned in and whispered, "Just hold your breath and chug it."

"I'd like to make a toast! To Sakura for getting her feet back in the ground! And to the lovely miss Ino for helping her stand back up! Cheers!" Genma announced, his glass held high. They all lifted their glasses and proceeded to down the clear liquid.

Sakura gulped, held her breath and downed it in one swallow. Taking a breath she coughed harshly, the hot liquid searing down her esophagus. It was such a strange sensation. It literally felt like a small fire was traveling down her throat and headed towards her stomach.

What the hell am I doing?

Who knows? But let's partayy!

They had ordered a few more rounds of Vodka and before Sakura knew it, she felt like she was riding a merry go round. The bar stool she sat on seemed like a prancing pony taking her around and around. Sakura shook her head and tried to ignore the spinning feeling.

Sakura looked over at where Into had been sitting only to see her kicking Jiraiya's ass at arm wrestling. The blonde didn't even seem slightly effected by the alcohol. Ino slammed Jiraiya's arm to the liquor drenched bar and flexed as Jiraiya whined in defeat.

Ino noticed Sakura staring at her incredulously and chuckled.

"How are you not feeling this?!"

"It takes a lot for me to get drunk," Ino replied. "I'm a bit of a heavy weight."

Their conversation was interrupted as Genma appeared behind Sakura, wrapping his large muscular arms around her. He reeked of alcohol, but then again so did Sakura. He smirked and placed his lips on her ear whispering, "Let's dance."

He grasped her hand before she could reply and led her to the dance floor. Sakura had never danced with a man before, and maybe it was the alcohol but her heart was pounding and goosebumps lined her arms and neck. As they made their way to the middle of the hardwood floor he pulled her closer to him. He moved so close to her that only a hair's breadth separated them. He placed his hands on her full hips and started to sway to the beat. She followed suit, mimicking his movements.

She turned around in his arms, her bare back touching his chest. She had no clue what she was doing, but she was going with it. She started dancing against him, his hands sliding over her body with the rhythm of the song. Her arm slung around his neck fluidly as they moved against one another.

The song that was playing, "Fire Without a Flame" by NoNoNo, was one of her favorites. As it played and she danced with Genma she completely forgot where she was, what she was doing. All she knew was the movements and feeling of the the way they were dancing.

Genma was tingling and giddy as she moved against him. He smirked knowing he had gained a small victory in the battle between him and his roommates' in their attempts at wooing their beautiful young ward. But he mostly didn't care about that. He was just happy that she hasn't refused to dance with him. His whole body had turned to too as soon as she had turned in his arms. Her uncovered back was some of the creamiest flesh he had ever seen. She was gorgeous from every angle and he couldn't believe he was grinding with the girl he was quickly finding himself infatuated with.

A few of the roommates had gone with some of the single ladies hovering the bar for arm candy to dance, drink, or of course any promiscuous ideas that one could imagine. The ones that had remained at the bar were indeed glaring at the interaction going on between the young woman and Genma.

The three roommates that had remained, thwarting the attempts of the temptresses lurking around the bar for any man they could get their hands on were none other than Gai, Iruka, and Kakashi. They each had mixed feelings about the dance between Sakura and Genma.

Iruka sat on one of the tall stools sulking as he sipped on a Pale Ale in a large frosted mug. He watched as Sakura pressed against Genma, her eyes closed in enjoyment and a large smile on her face. He scoffed at the interaction and turned around to play with one of the tiny paper umbrellas they normally put in fruity drinks. Iruka had regretted not going further with Sakura that one evening on the couch every day since. He felt that he had cheated himself by not at least kissing her. He pouted as he opened and closed the tiny umbrella.

Gai was so depressed he couldn't even look at the dancing couple. He just sat there brooding picking at his dark wash jeans muttering about how "unyouthful" Genma is and how it should be him dancing with Sakura.

Kakashi on the other hand paid no mind to Genma, his eyes were entirely on his pink haired dance partner. The way she moved the way she smiled, everything about her was just hypnotizing. He immediately felt an uncontrollable urge to dance with her, to be in Genma's shoes.

He pushed himself off of the barstool and headed toward the dance floor, pushing himself through the crowd. His eyes stayed on Sakura the whole time, eyeing every movement. As the song started to end, her emerald eyes opened only to be met with his dark grey ones. A random green-haired woman shoved Sakura off of Genma and towards Kakashi as the song ended, sending Sakura flying into Kakashi's arms. He caught her with ease as a dubstep song started bumping through the stereos.

Genma had tried to push the intruder off, but she was like a leech, her arms snaking around him, disabling him from moving away. He sighed, wishing he could've danced a little longer with Sakura.

Sakura looked up at Kakashi's handsome face from his broad chest. She stood fully never breaking eye contact. Her face flushed a bright cherry; he always seems to have this effect on her in any and all situations.

She suddenly felt extremely light headed and she could clearly feel vomit forming at the back of her throat. Her face turned a pale shade of green and Kakashi instantly realized what was going on. He knew he needed to get her to a trash can and quick. He looked around knowing they normally kept a few metal bins on the dance floor for just such an occasion. He spotted one by the back exit, its silver sides a beacon, and he swiftly swept her up I'm his arms and sprinted for it, making it just in time for her to spew her guts out into the hard metal tin.

She felt amazing afterwards, still completely wasted, but at least she wasn't nauseous anymore.

"Do you want to get some fresh air?" Kakashi asked loudly in order to be heard over the loud beat in the background. Sakura glanced up at him and nodded in reply.

They stepped outside the back exit and sat on the steps that led to it. It was a nice cool evening, and busy too. The whole city was out, partying, celebrating, getting into trouble, you name it.

"Feel better?"

"Mm-hmm."

He stared unabashedly at her; he was simply amazed at the fact that even after puking her brains out he still thought she was stunning. A few blush colored strands of hair had falls from her tight bun and her red lipstick was slightly smudged. He took his thumb and lightly caressed the side of her lip to get rid of the smudge. She looked at him as he did so and blushed severely. Sakura shivered at the feeling, goosebumps covering her entire body.

"Are you cold?"

Before she could answer, not that she even had a logical one to start with, he had stripped himself of his blazer and placed it around her shoulders. Her lips parted on awe as he did so. She was surprised at how sweet he was being; from what everyone said she thought he was just a player toying with her and every other girl's emotions.

Kakashi sighed and leaned against the door behind them. He was so handsome, his dark eyes staring out into the bright lights of the city.

She didn't know what had come over her or why she did it, be it the way he looked out into the city with that steely mysterious look of his or the booze, but she pounced on him.

He looked up at her startled as she straddled him awkwardly not really knowing what to do next.

What the hell am I doing?! Oh Kami he probably thinks I'm a freak!

Who cares?! Let's get our freak on!

Kakashi snapped out of shock and took initiative, though he couldn't quite believe that this was happening at all. He grabbed her waist with one hand and her cheek with another. She inhaled sharply at that warm tingly feeling. Her face was flushed, her breathing came in belated huffs, and she felt flustered. What exactly was she supposed to do next?

Kiss him dumbass!

For some unknown reason she listened to her inner and leaned in forcefully, knocking her teeth against his lips.

"Ow fuck."

Sakura opened her eyes, her like still slightly puckered to see Kakashi holding his lips, a trickle of blood dripping from the bottom one. She gasped mortified and buried her face into her hands.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry! I don't know what came over me! I can't believe I just did that. I am so so so sorry Kakashi, it won't happen again, I didn't mean-"

Her words were cut off as he pressed his lips against her's. When she said it would never happen again something inside him snapped. As long as he had a say in it, it would sure as hell happen again, and again and again. She stared at him wide eyed as he moved against her pulling her to him.

Holy shit he's kissing me!

Kiss him back stupid!

Sakura's eyes closed slowly as she melted into the kiss. His lips were so soft and supple against her own. She moved against him as he pulled her closer. Neither of them wanted the moment to end.

Unfortunately fate was not on their side as Jiraiya bashed through the door smacking Kakashi in the back and sending him flying towards the ground, Sakura in tow. She toppled to the pavement smacking her head on the hard concrete, effectively knocking her out.