I Don't Want to Be in Love
Sasuke P. O. V.:
I picked up my guitar and stroked the chords softly. The air smelled of beer and smoke and sweat of a tens of bodies crammed into this hole. Through a gap between the curtains I could see the crowd of shadowy faces in the dim brick room. A gruff voice says something inaudible to me. Soon the curtains swing open, and I step forward under a burning, yellow limelight. As I take step up to the mike I looked out the crowd. I couldn't really see their faces, make them out that is, but something in me knew that I wasn't alone in what I felt. I turned around to my band, and they nodded. We began playing.
She's going out to forget they were together
All that time he was taking her for granted
She wants to see if there's more
Than he gave- she's looking for
Third Person P. O. V.:
Hinata listened intently, and felt almost as if that song were about her. She remembered the previous night. She'd fought with Naruto- again- and ran away. Her eyes were still red and puffy from crying. He didn't love her, he never paid any attention to her anymore, and as much as it hurt to leave, it would've hurt all the more to have stayed.
He calls her up
He's trippin' on the phone
Now he doesn't want her out there and alone
Now he knows she's movin it
Knows she's using it
Now he's losing it
She don't care
Her phone rang, and with a broken look on her face she pressed 'Ignore'. Naruto called her over and over several times before she turned the phone off. Finally, you'll see how I felt, she thought bitterly as the tears spilled from her eyes.
Pick up! Naruto though desperately. Where the hell was Hinata he wondered as he walked into the club with a woman whose name he didn't know- didn't care for- and whom he seriously doubted he would ever see again. Not knowing where Hinata was drove him insane. He'd always had her, but now she'd left. He'd never thought of what it would be like if she one day stop running after him.
A man came up next to Hinata. He had copper skin and spiky brown hair with two red triangles tattooed on his cheeks. Kiba put his arms around Hinata, and she smiled sadly, holding onto him.
Naruto saw her and his face revealed a mixture of rage and anger. Hinata stared at him for a moment and looked away, at the stage, listening to the music and at her own heart breaking. Naruto was suffering but she didn't care. He deserves it, she thought, trying to convince herself that she spoke the truth. With one last look at her ex, the woman kissed Kiba.
Everybody
put up your hands Say:
"I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love"
Feel the beat now
If you've got nothing left say:
"I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love"
Back it up now
You've got a reason to live say:
"I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love"
Feelin' good now
Don't be afraid to get down say:
"I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love"
Choji downed another shot of sake and pulled out his wallet. From there he took out a wrinkled picture of an elegant woman with silver blond hair and crystal blue eyes. He thought of what had happened just a few hours ago… Like always, he'd tried to please Ino; he'd bought her the flower shaped aquamarine brooch she'd been talking about for weeks. It had cost nearly three weeks worth of wages, but he loved Ino so as he'd handed over the money, Choji smiled thinking it was worth it.
He was always givin' her attention
Working hard to find the things she mentioned
He was dedicated
By most suckers hated
That girl was fine
But she didn't appreciate him
When he'd handed it to her, she'd stared at it for a moment, then thrown it against the floor complaining that it wasn't the one she'd asked him for. It had cracked when it'd crashed against the hard wood, he'd realized as he'd bent down to retrieve it, so there was no way he could return it… he'd lost three weeks worth of pay for nothing.
The bartender called for his attention and offered him a phone, stating that an anxious sounding woman had asked for him.
She calls him up she's trippin' on the phone
Now had to get up and he ain't coming home
Now he's tryin' to forget her and
The salary came with him
When he first met her
When they first got together
Choji hung up the phone without saying a single word. He asked the bartender for a cigarette lighter and with it, burned the picture to ashes. With a sad look in his face, the man turned around to stare at the guy that almost seemed to be singing about him.
Everybody
put up your hands Say:
"I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love"
Feel the beat now
If you've got nothing left say:
"I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love"
Back it up now
You've got a reason to live say:
"I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love"
Feelin' good now
Don't be afraid to get down say:
"I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love"
to the beat
to the beat
to the beat
Sasuke's P. O. V.:
As I sang, I couldn't help but stirring the thoughts in my mind. This song brought everything back to the surface, and as I cried out into the microphone, I couldn't help but realize that, much more than for any audience that might be listening, I was singing for myself and about myself.
You got nothing to lose,
Don't be afraid to get down
I thought of Sakura and how screwed up our relationship had become. In the end, as much as I'd regretted it, the best thing for both of us had been to go our separate ways.
We break up
it's something that we do now
Everyone has got to do it sometime
It's okay
Let it go
Get out there and find someone
I kept telling myself this over and over, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. Could I ever really find someone else? Or should I go back and beg for her to take me again?
It's too late to be trippin' on the phone here
Get off the wire
Know everything is good here
Stop what you're doin'
You don't wanna ruin
The chance that you got to
Find a new one
My heart ached so much, but I couldn't go back, because going back would only make it hurt more. She wasn't for me. I wasn't for her. No matter how much I wished it, we couldn't be together. We fell in love too fast and in the end we got much too hurt for it to be worth it.
Everybody
put up your hands Say:
"I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love"
Feel the beat now
If you've got nothing left say:
"I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love"
Back it up now
You've got a reason to live say:
"I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love"
Feelin' good now
My throat ached. My fingers felt numb. The heat of the spotlight burned against my skin. But I knew that at that moment there was nowhere else I should be. Because the words of my song were true, and no matter how hard it'd be, I'd make myself realize that. I'd make myself believe them.
Don't be afraid to get down say:
"I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love"
I'd step down from this mess, and make myself sow shut the wound she'd opened in my heart. Love is like a knife, cutting deep inside you, and even after it's taken away, its scars remain to remind us of what is past.
No
No
I wouldn't let that knife cut me anymore. And in the end I'd learn to live with that scar. I'd find someone else, and in time they might make another scar, one that will make this one seem smaller, more insignificant. Or maybe, they wouldn't leave a scar at all. Maybe they'd be the cure; maybe they'd heal my old scars…
Now you know what to do
So come on
Feelin' good
Panting, I looked out into the cheering crowd, seeing my face, and my scars reflected in many others. I wasn't alone. I smiled. The curtains closed.