Champagne poppin'

As the mix was poured Y/n slowly rotated her hips to the music, swinging side to side and lowering herself closer to the ground. Bending her knees as Senju continued to pour, starting from the top, down to a tall kneeling position still on her feet, back up to the original standing position, Y/n chugged the drink while seductively dancing to the beat. For the most part that was going to be the majority of what she drank for the evening. A solid start with small sips throughout the night – the idea of her and her friends having to make it all the way back home by the end of the night in one piece was enough motivation to not allow herself to get out of control.

Senju jumped back down, placed the bottles on the plastic table, and grabbed both Nami and Y/n. "Time to shake some ass, haha!" This was what Y/n loved about Senju, she just beamed. She'd get so excited sometimes she would shake. She just felt so deeply. She radiated positive energy to the point it was contagious. The girls grabbed hands and made their way down the steps and into the mass of dancing thrill seekers.

The only thing stopping Sanzu from leaving the table of executives and running to the floor was the rage emitting off Akashi. He wasn't under any circumstance afraid of Takeomi. With his position as Bonten's number two Sanzu could essentially do whatever the fuck he wanted whenever he wanted. He knew the advisor well enough to know that eventually the ticking time bomb would go off.

Akashi would make his presence known to Senju and the rest of the girls therefore his presence would be revealed to Y/n. Tonight's all about timing, perfect timing. He easily adapted to out of control situations; when things were the most out of control Haruchiyo could pull in the reins and take charge.

This will play out exactly how I want, I'll get the chance to talk to her, just gotta sit back and....His thoughts were cut off by the waiter finally approaching the table. "My deepest apologizes for the wait gentlemen, a complimentary bottle will be brought to the table. What can I get you?" "A bottle of Henny and make it quick I'm losing patience." Sanzu quickly replied, the wide smile on his face could've easily been mistaken for genuine until he dropped it. Bright toothy grin instantly becoming a lifeless stare something claustrophobic and soul sucking. The waiter did not even bother taking the other executives requests, quickly running off to retrieve the bottle and respected glasses.

Amused Rindou turned more towards Sanzu on his right, "Since when do you drink Hennessey? Thought vodka was your go to." Haruchiyo raised a brow and imitated sincerity, "I thoroughly believe in experimenting Rin. Expand my palette, try new things, experience something out of the ordinary." Ran was immersed in the situation and let out a laugh. Though Sanzu was sometimes a hard man to read; end of the day he was very similar to Ran and Rindou. Both Haitani brothers could sense where Haruchiyo's intentions were set towards. Yep, Ran let his laughter die down, Tonight is most certainly going to be interesting. That girl is in for a treat.

Supposedly time flies by when you're having fun, but in that moment on the dance floor time stood still for Y/n. The different lights flowing over the crowd, illuminating bits and pieces of the congregation in a strobing effect. The trick of the eye slowed and slurred surroundings. In the middle of it all, singing along to the lyrics and holding hands Senju and Y/n were living in the moment they had created.

Nami had slipped away when a drunk and disorderly frat boy had fallen on her shoulders sprinkling his sweat on her. She left her two friends with a look of disgust "I'm going to yak, fucking gross. I'm going back to the table." A half wave and then she was lost in the crowd. In Senju's peripheral vision she spotted a familiar third year from school making his way towards Y/n, his focus on her ass with the hope that she'll sway it on him. Senju quickly picked up on the social queues and flung an arm around Y/n's waist dancing them through the crowd and away from the predator.

"Thanks for that, haha, seriously the guys won't lay off tonight. They forget we're going to be seeing them in school once the weekends over." Y/n rolled her eyes. "No shit, they want to be able to go back to class with a story about how Y/n Shiro gave them a lap dance in the club."

"Hey now don't forget they want to brag about how they were able to tame the oh so wild Senju Akashi."

Tears formed in their eyes as they roared in laughter; a common occurrence was having the save each other from unwanted and unreciprocated attention. This included but was not limited to school, parties, social gatherings of any kind, and public settings. The rule was: get in and out as fast as possible to rescue the other. Spring into action UNLESS the other rubs under her nose with her left pointer finger. Just a quick swipe under the nose indicated that "yes I'm interested you don't need to get me out of this one." An anomaly really because both girls agreed they just weren't interested in any of the guys in their grade.

One of the best ways to push Senju's buttons was to bring up the girl's older brother, Takeomi. If Akashi talked to Y/n when she was with Senju she'd make sure to swipe under her nose several times. Senju would punch Y/n whenever she'd gush about how handsome he was, or how she would have to kiss Senju because it would be the closest thing to being able to have the older Akashi. It was all in good fun, and specifically meant to mess with Senju. To be practical and honest, Takeomi was her type on paper. She noticed the way he'd stare or the way he prolonged their usually short conversations. But the spark of lust and life she was looking for in a partner just wasn't there with him.

Despite changing locations on the dance floor, they were still spotted by the classmate from earlier and this time he was bringing a friend. It was exponentially harder for the girls to remove themselves from situations where they were both getting hit on at the same time. "Let's move this tango back to the section, shall we?" Senju said turning her head back towards Y/n after looking over her shoulder and spotting the boys' crusade. "Absolutely."

The girls linked their fingers together holding hands with Y/n leading the way back to the table.

"We're baaaaack" was sarcastically said out of breath as Y/n reached the top of the stairs to their tier. Trying to step further into the section she was stopped with resistance. Turning around she saw Senju frozen in horror, staring off towards her right. Senju silently mouthed "fuck" as she shot a glance at her friend. Y/n crinkled her eyebrows together and stood herself directly next to her friend. With one leg behind Senju, the other next to her, she was able to position her head right next to Senju's and followed her best friend's line of vision. When she finally saw what had caused the horrified hold up, her face could express you've got to be fucking kidding me "Shit" Both girls were holding grueling eye contact with the man they had tricked at the beginning of their night, Akashi Takeomi.