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[doctor_spock]

Title: Fall Ball Time~
Characters: This is open to anyone and everyone in Malaise~ (If you all could add yourselves to the tags when you come in, that'd be great)
Location: Cafeteria, fancily decorated with fall colors (Yanno, orange, brown, green, etc :3)
Rating: Let’s keep it PG-13, anything higher should have it’s own log!
Summary: The asylum is

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[apatheticnurse]

Slowly and rather hesitantly, the raven haired teen peered into the darkened cafeteria, midnight black eyes shifting from one staff member to another. He just stayed in the doorway for a moment, wondering how a mental institution thought a dance would lighten the mood.

With a sigh, Sasuke moved into the room and straightened out the long sleeves of his shirt, glancing down at himself for a moment. He thought that he'd dressed up as much as possible; his shirt was nice, the pants he was wearing fit very well and he'd made sure to shower before the dance, so his skin and hair smelled faintly of vanilla.

He had taken his time to spike his hair carefully, making sure the gel was dry before he'd even stepped out of his room. It didn't need to be messed up this time, but he had a feeling it would be mussed by the time the dance was over and that pool party started.

Nearly sliding towards the tables that were covered in food, he propped himself against the edge of one, making sure he was in no one's way while he crossed his arms over his chest and watched the people arriving silently.

[ ooc: if you haven't seen sasuke's outfit, it's here~ http://apatheticnurse.livejournal.com/3725.html ]

[schlangenhaut]

It never had been difficult for Orochimaru to pick out Sasuke in a crowd; even when they had known each other before coming here, the Uchiha's pale skin and dark hair making him stand out among the rest. And now that they'd done what they'd done... well, his body wouldn't readily forget the feel of the other man.

He'd bought new formal clothes for this occasion but decided to dress down for tonight, wearing a button-down shirt in a soft gray color, and a tweed vest. Those were paired with a pair of faded jeans and a brown leather belt. Looking around, Orochimaru figured he at least was the classiest person in the room--well, apart from Sasuke, who looked chic no matter what. Black never went out of style when you were an Uchiha.

The intern couldn't keep the saunter out of his step as he walked over to where Sasuke was. Nor could he keep the smirk off his face. "Evening, Sasuke-kun," he said when he got close enough.

[apatheticnurse]

Those dark eyes continued to look around the room, watching what little amount of patients had made their way in for the moment before he let out a sort of annoyed sounding sigh. Why had he agreed to come to this dance unless something important was going to happen? Of course, if a fight broke out, he'd probably have to help break it up, but it didn't seem anything like that would happen.

He tilted his head down to stare at the floor, shifting so he could lean on his elbows now instead of his hands. Luckily, the table was high enough, so it didn't make much of a difference how he was standing. Weren't dances suppose to be loud and . . fun?

The sound of his name made him glance up, a grin dancing across his features as soon as he recognized the voice. He turned his head, looking towards the intern and straightening up instantly, bringing his hand up in greeting. ``Hello, Oro-san.``

[schlangenhaut]

"You appear to be having an absolutely fabulous time." Orochimaru's voice fair dripped with sarcasm. Honestly, these kinds of dances weren't his thing; he was much better suited to those that carried the promise of schmoozing, champagne, and strictly formal wear.

He leaned next to Sasuke, close enough so their shoulders touched but not overtly pressing against the Uchiha. Feeling the warmth from the other spread through his skin, the intern smirked a bit. "Have you been well?"

[apatheticnurse]

``Oh, but of course,`` he replied with the same amount of sarcasm, eyes rolling while he lifted his hand to motion towards the few patients and staff in the room, that smile shifting to a smirk. ``Nothing better to do besides watching people dance, yes?``

Sasuke blinked when he felt the other's shoulder brush his own, head turning yet again before that smirk widened and he brought his arms up to cross over his stomach now. ``Very well, actually.``

[schlangenhaut]

"Good." Orochimaru crossed his arms too, resting his weight on one leg. "Even given that this party is one of the less lively ones I've seen..." He cast a disparaging glance around to the few people in attendance. "I shall be bored if more people do not show up."

[apatheticnurse]

Sasuke found his gaze wandering again, looking about curiously. Well, a few other people had arrived though the dance still wasn't very large. He figured that more people would show up, but it'd probably take them all a while; the dance was pretty early.

``I am sure more people will come,`` he murmured, glancing back towards the other male and lifting his hand to move his hair from his face.

[schlangenhaut]

"Though," he continued, as if not hearing Sasuke (though that pitch of voice was so ingrained into his obsessive mind that it would hardly go unnoticed), "If I keep the right company, it matters little how many people there are around me, and indeed, having few to distract would be preferable."

He turned his gaze to Sasuke, making it quite clear who he thought worthy of his company.

[apatheticnurse]

Listening to the intern speak, he shifted his arms up to rest over his chest now, his attention still on Orochimaru. He was right in a way; the less people, the less distraction there would be. ``You raise a good point,`` he agreed, nodding his head slightly.

When his eyes met the other male's, another grin crossed his face, body shifting so he could lean his shoulder more against the older's now.

[schlangenhaut]

He preened a bit. Orochimaru always enjoyed a good ego-stroke, and coming from the Uchiha, this was regarded with much glee. "Of course I do," he murmured. "Shall we get something to drink? I'm rather thirsty..."

[apatheticnurse]

Sasuke glanced towards the nearby table, staring at one of the bowls that held red punch which he knew was spiked. He shrugged his shoulders and looked back to the intern, smile returning.

Lifting his hand, he motioned to the nearby table, allowing his eyes to slip shut for a moment. ``Spiked or no?``

[schlangenhaut]

He snorted, amused. "Depends on what you want to do tonight," Orochimaru murmured, leaning in to brush a strand of hair behind Sasuke's ear, his lips a breath away from the Uchiha's obnoxiously soft skin.

[apatheticnurse]

He couldn't fight the grin that danced across his face, his fingers lifting to touch his temple then brushing across the strand of hair that Orochimaru had tucked behind his ear.

Sasuke leaned a bit closer, making it so his cheek was merely centimeters away from the other's lips. ``Whatever you want to do would be fine.``

[schlangenhaut]

"Bending so easily to my will?" Orochimaru took Sasuke's hand and pulled the other so they were facing each other. "I can't say I'm not flattered, but..." he leaned down and teased his lips across the Uchiha's and then stepped around him, heading toward the punch bowls.

[apatheticnurse]

The younger allowed himself to be pulled, facing Orochimaru now with a curious look in his eyes. Before he could answer, he felt lips brush his own and then the other was gone.

He blinked once, twice then lifted his hand to brush his fingers over his lips, another smirk crossing his face before he turned to follow after. Oh, he'd find a way to pay him back.

[schlangenhaut]

"So, I pose to you your question," he said once Sasuke had caught up with him at the punch bowls. "Spiked, or no? How gone do you want to be for the rest of the night?"