The Sound Of Music
summary: Two teens have come to band camp for the summer, each with profoundly different ideas on what their summer will be like. What happens when their paths cross? Includes clarinets, 110 degree weather, and a lot of good, old, teen heatthrob. SasuSaku
timeline: the summer before the characters are going to be high school freshmen, so they're about fourteen
Chapter One
Welcome to Minato Namikaze State University!
Home of the Ninjas!
"MNSU! MNSU!"
Parking for MNSU Summer Band Camp to the left.
Please follow the red arrows.
"MNSU! MNSU!"
Registration in the Konoha Music Wing, by the admin-
"MNSU! MNSU!"
"Sakura! Shut up and let me concentrate on my driving!"
"Sorry, Mom," a teen-aged girl with pink hair apologized sheepishly, "I'm just so excited about this summer!" she exclaimed, bouncing up and down in the passenger seat with her pent up excitement.
"Are you really serious about this?" her mother asked, giving Sakura a worried glance before turning a shiny, silver car into the spacious university's huge parking lot, "I mean, you're only fourteen, and this is a college campus, and you'll be staying in a dorm with a roommate that you don't know all summer and I'm so far away and-
"Mom!" Sakura interrupted, holding her hands up, "I'll be fine." 'Like you ever even gave me a second thought before.'
"I still don't think this is a good idea. Your father and I shouldn't have let you come."
"You're just saying that because you hate that I'm in band," Sakura mumbled, brushing long strands of pink hair out of her face as she slumped in her seat and looked out the window miserably.
"Sakura, it has no point! Playing the clarinet isn't going to help you be successful! It's just a waste-
"- 'of my time, intelligence, and money' " Sakura recited back, already having heard this speech a thousand times, "But it matters to me. I love it. I don't care if you think music is a waste or not."
Sakura's mother rolled her eyes, "The only reason you're even here right now instead of at home with an algebra book is because you're paying for this yourself."
It was true. Sakura had busted her butt all summer and half the second semester of eighth grade just to go to this camp. Her parents could have afforded it as easily as a trip to the grocery store, but as if they would help her do something they loathed so strongly. She looked out the window with awestruck green eyes at Minato Namikaze State U's campus. It was so pretty and sophisticated and expensive looking, hell, it was expensive - and she was going to be a part of it, whether her busy, unsupportive parents liked it or not. It just screamed college with the grassy lawn, many huge, brick buildings, stone paths, and older students sitting on marble benches under leafy trees while drinking Starbucks. Sakura sighed and pressed her fingers to the window, "It was worth it - this is like a dream come true."
Her mother scowled darkly at the campus full of kids laughing and carrying black instrument cases as she twisted the steering wheel and pulled her vehicle into a parking spot. Sakura glanced at her mother from the corners of her eyes. Why did her parents hate her music so much? Actually, Sakura thought that if she's just made the money and come to band camp by herself without saying anything, her parents would never have even noticed that she was gone. They were too busy becoming rich to care about their pink-haired only child, unless music came up. Then she was usually banned from her clarinet and told to study, because her parents studied when they were teenagers, and look at how insanely successful they were now. Successful in everything but their relationship with their miserable daughter.
"Well, here we are."
"Stop it, Sasuke! For goodness sake, sit up and quit acting like that!" Mikoto Uchiha reproved her son, who was currently doing his best at sulking in the passenger seat of a glossy, black SUV speeding down the freeway. Sasuke was slumped in his seat, scowling, with his bangs obscuring his face and listening to the blaring rock music on his iPod at full volume.
'I'm consciously unconscious
Why am I filled with hate?
I'd like to blame my parents
I'm sure you'd do the same'
-screaming-
"Sasuke! Are you listening to me?!" his mother demanded, glaring at her younger son while trying to keep her eyes on the road. He just bobbed his head in time to the music and sulked, rubbing one of the fraying tears in the dark blue jeans he'd mercilessly taken scissors to.
Mikoto snatched the ear buds out of her son's ears, "Stop listening to this thing so loud! You're going to go deaf! You couldn't even hear me talking-
"Mom, cut it out," Sasuke muttered, slumping down even further in his seat and glaring at the dark haired woman beside him.
She leaned over and pulled him up by the collar of his shirt so that he sat up straight, "You stop acting like this, mister. You are going to this band camp whether you like it or not, and that's final! So stop acting like this about it."
Sasuke crossed his arms and kicked the instrument case containing his clarinet lying innocently below the seat of the SUV, "You and Dad know I don't want to go - why are you forcing me? I hate music," he spat.
"You don't seem to mind the rubbish on that iPod," Mikoto countered, "Sasuke, you are a musical prodigy, whether you like it or not. You are not going to waste your gift. I know you do well in school, but stuff like this is important too, kiddo. Believe it or not. Why, I'll bet after this summer, you'll have lots of new friends, and you'll just love your music, and you'll be excited about joining high school band next year!" his mother gushed, cheerfully patting her son's arm. Sasuke scowled and moved away from her touch.
"I hope you didn't bet too high then," he muttered, stuffing his iPod into his jeans. It did sort of give him headaches.
"You'll just love MNSU, Sasuke! Itachi's just a freshman turning sophmore there and he already loves it! It's very prestigious - la creme de la creme - and you'll come to college here too with your smarts! Look! Here it comes now!" Sasuke's mother gushed, pointing out the window.
Welcome to Minato Namikaze State University!
Home of the Ninjas!
'Ninjas? What the hell?!' Sasuke thought to himself, but kept his face a polite dead-pan so his mother wouldn't get angry, which was a scary experience, especially in an enclosed vehicle with locks on the doors. He tried not to avert his eyes from the campus either, even though just the sight of the big brick buildings and grassy courtyards made him want to cringe. The only elegant, brick building he wanted to be pulling up to right now was the Uchiha Mansion, even if there was nothing to do there, which his parents were so quick to mention when they were trying to sell him on the idea of band camp. Still, he very well might rather be home alone and bored or stuck with annoying, perfectionist Itachi who was home for the summer, than at MNSU for band camp.
Why did his parents always do stuff like this? Sure they were probably trying to look out for him and help him, but he'd much rather try and take care of himself. Not to mention there was way too much pressure from his father, and on trying to live up to Itachi. They all noticed him a little too much.
Parking for MNSU Summer Band Camp to the left.
Please follow the red arrows.
"Well, here we are! You'll be here all summer, Sasuke!" his mother beamed at him, turning off the car.
'Kill me. Oh, just kill me now.'
Aa, a new fic. Yes, I know - I should finish updating the others before starting a new one, but this felt like it simply had to be written. I really hope you guys enjoy it! It's going to be one of my first summer projects, and I'm really excited!
Please read and review, and tell me if you really want me to continue it, so I know whether I should just delete it or not. Thanks, guys! Please, some feedback. Much luch.