It's All About The Lyrics, a naruto fanfic

Disclaimer: I hold no ownership over and don't profit from Naruto or the music in this fic.

Warning: Adult themes. Language. Adult situations.

Pairings: Sasuke x Naruto

Author's Note: A long time ago I started writing this story and I'd asked the authoress Entrisic for permission to use concepts from her Orginal Fiction plot because I loved it that much. She no longer writes or post online but I still thank her and credit her for allowing me to incorporate elements of her plot into this piece.

IT'S ALL ABOUT THE LYRICS

One: It's A Nice Day For A White Wedding

"Wait, wait, wait… let me get this straight. While I was gone for spring break, you married Kakashi?" Wide and disbelieving cobalt irises gazed into soft brown.

Iruka felt stuck and a bit caught out. He hadn't planned on the perfect way to deliver such news but... well, he was an adult and sometimes adults did random, spontaneous, things. Sometimes. "Well... you see Naruto…"

He carefully and quickly began to explain the circumstances in which he became a wedded man. It hadn't been a planned thing and there were pieces of the ordeal that were still a little spotty but he didn't regret it. Not entirely.

The Unplanned Wedding

Iruka glanced down at the bustling city below. Tokyo was bright and the people were... they were very flashy if he had to choose a word. From their suite, everyone and everything seemed so small but he knew that he'd feel incredibly dwarfed once they were submerged in the crowds. He was excited. There were so many places that he wanted to go and shows that he wanted to see... he could only hope that he had enough money for it all.

He was mildly startled when arms trapped him between the glass of the window and a hard chest. A content smile tugged at his mouth when warm lips trailed from neck to ear.

"Hey Ru, let's get married."

A soft laugh was his initial response before his gaze locked with Kakashi's reflection and he dared to ask, "Is that your way of proposing to me?"

Kakashi hummed in thought, his arms slowly encircling Iruka's waist. "Would you be appalled if it were?"

Before he had the chance to answer, Jiraiya's booming, "Hey, let's hit the casino," completely shut down the moment.

Kakashi's reflection smiled dubiously before he placed a tender kiss to Iruka's jaw and muttered, "Think about it," before he wandered away.

For the entirety of their night out, that was all Iruka could do. Think about it... Kakashi was very crafty with planting that seed.

After nine bars, five casinos, and two host clubs, that seed had blossomed into a delightful "YES".

Thus, Iruka found himself wrapped up in Kakashi's arms and standing outside of the "Heavenly Chapel". He was fairly subdued and he couldn't tell if it was because of their high spirits (they were all belting random Billy Idol lyrics and swaying towards the building) or on account of the liquor thrumming through his veins. It was mostly likely the later but he could careless. Kakashi was steering them towards the quaint little chapel and Iruka's mind could only conjure the phrase "Perfect ending to a perfect night".

He couldn't disagree.

"What d'ya say Ru? Shall we get hitched?" Kakashi was smiling from ear to ear.

How in the hell could Iruka possible deny such a gorgeous smile? It simply wasn't possible. "We shall," was all it took to seal their fate.

Gai had clapped joyously before hooking arms with Tsunade and Jiraiya to drag them both into the chapel. He ceased his butchering of Billy Idol's "White Wedding" in favor of reciting encouragements about "youthful fires burning brightly" and "taking note of a beautiful union between lovers". No one was as enthusiastic as he about Kakashi and Iruka wedding.

Tsunade managed a grunt as she shrugged away from the lunatic in green. She wanted to go back to the strip club... "Let's hurry this the fuck up so that we can get back to celebrating!" She wish she'd brought along her bottle of wine.

Eager lips trailed sloppily over a thudding pulse as Kakashi whispered, "Ready to be made into an honest man?"

Iruka giggled (such a thing he would forever omit from this particular story) and leaned into Kakashi as he uttered a lovely, "I do!"

Such was the basis of the basis of the marriage between Kakashi Hatake and the Iruka (formerly) Umino.

Presently...

"You didn't miss much of anything and we plan to have a proper reception this summer." Kakashi ruffled sun-kissed hair before he took a seat beside his step-son. "But don't feel bad, my brats weren't there either. Matter of fact, neither of them know about this yet..." He would tell them eventually.

That bit of news didn't relax Naruto in the least. In fact, he felt more agitated now than when they'd initially started their conversation.

He had nothing against Kakashi, nothing at all. The man had been submerged in their lives for the last three years and Naruto was rather fond of him and generally enjoyed his presence. The whole wedding thing was... well... if he were being honest with just himself, he'd always had a vision of how his father and Kakashi would end up tying the knot. A night in Roppongi and being sloppily drunk were in no way apart of that image.

The last thing that he'd expected to hear from his usually cautious and carefully father was exactly what he'd been told. When Iruka had said that he "wanted to tell a funny story", Naruto had been expecting something along the lines of: "Oh, Kakashi bought another motorcycle" or "Ah, Kakashi set the bathroom on fire again and it's being fixed". Instead, he'd walked into their house and was ambushed by wedding balloons (because wedding balloons were apparently a real "thing") and drunken wedding photos strewn across the living room table. He'd demanded to know what the hell was going on, which brought him to where he currently was -sitting on the couch sulking with Kakashi's arm slung around his shoulder.

He was happy for them -really, honest to god, happy because his dad and Kakashi were a match made in heaven if he'd ever saw one. They shared a love that Naruto made fun of when he saw it on TV. It was sweet, fiery, passionate, and pure. Something that they both deserved. Hell, he could only vaguely hope to find something similar when he was ready.

Kakashi wasn't only great for his dad -Kakashi and he got along as if the man had been around from the very beginning. He was smart, witty, funny, and a bit odd but he kept Naruto entertained. They'd gotten along from the jump. Despite the man's quirks (to which he had many that were as enjoyable as they were eerie) and rather vague life story, Naruto couldn't imagine anyone else filling the step-father shoes as well as Kakashi.

He sighed in defeat. He couldn't exactly retain his anger after sifting through all of those thoughts. It helped more that Kakashi's kids had been left out too... "So, who was with you guys?" Blue eyes shifted between Kakashi and Iruka.

Kakashi smiled and moved to sit beside his husband. "Tsunade, Jiraiya, and Gai. They were our witnesses, if you can really call them that." He could recall Tsunade being piss-poor drunk, Jiraiya fawning after the receptionist, and Gai spouting nonsense about love. It was a shit show but it'd been fun.

"Yea. How'd it go?"

"That whole thing only lasted about ten minutes, tops, and then we went to have a celebration dinner/breakfast... We were all pretty shitfaced and, at the time, getting married in Vegas made a hell of a lot of sense." He'd intended to properly propose during their trip but he being married trumped that... they would still need a proper reception. If only to make everyone else happy.

Kakashi was plenty happy. His boys, on the other hand...

Naruto couldn't help the snort of amusement. Adult mistakes indeed. "When are you telling your kids?" And he hoped it would inspire them to visit because their meeting was long past due.

He'd had the pleasures of hearing (no matter how vague the descriptions and stories were) about Sasuke and Itachi from Kakashi. The man talked about his kids often enough and he seemed rather fond of them (as he should be Naruto supposed). But he hadn't met them and it was purely circumstantial. Apparently, their schedules were hectic, chaotic, and busy year in and year out and the rare opportunities that they had visited, Naruto had been busy himself or simply not home. Naruto didn't know what they looked like, sounded like, or how they were outside of his step-father's ramblings.

Kakashi was rather eccentric so Naruto could only imagine what kind of children he'd raised. After all, he was talking about a man who didn't carry around photos out of his fear for potentially "losing the memory".

But Naruto was prepared to work with what he had in preparation for their potential meeting.

He knew that Sauske was the youngest. The guy had a job that took him all across the globe and a frequent basis. Kakashi had never specified what occupation Sasuke had taken up (and he was well versed in evading the question when Naruto truly thought about it). Naruto couldn't put his finger on a job that a 21 year old could have that would demand all of their attention and keep them moving around the world but he had a few guesses. For as weird as Kakashi tended to be, nothing was really off limits.

The older one, Itachi, he was only 26 and he already had a demanding office job that swallowed his free time like a starved child. Apparently, Itachi was lucky enough to spare an hour let alone an entire day. Seeing the man was and would forever be a rarity. Naruto didn't see the appeal and it made him wonder. What type of person in their mid-twenties aspired for an office job? Who would possibly want to do that?

The spawn of Kakashi.

So badly did Naruto want to meet them if only to see what type of people they were. Were they intellectuals? Arrogant? Egotistical? Were they assholes? Were they creeps? What the hell kind of odd quirks did they ave? Or were they just like their father? He wanted to know.

"And when do I get to meet them?"

"Hmm... Sasuke has business in Tokyo and he told me he'd stop by later on tonight. I think he's staying for a while to take a break from working, which is perfect timing. I'll tell him the good news when he gets here. Itachi... well, I can put off talking to him for a few more days. He's probably busy. But hey, you'll get to meet one of 'em if you decide to stay home for a change." Kakashi's smile was never ending but Naruto was sure that that had more to do with the hand moving towards Iruka's ass than the potential mind fuck he had planned for his kids.

Iruka frowned and swatted Kakashi's shoulder before he again stared at his son. "They're both looking forward to meeting you so try to stick around. I know you're going to that concert tonight but try to come home. I don't see how you can go out tonight when you just got home this morning... aren't you tired?"

Plump lips pursed and blond brows creased. "No."

"I'd be surprised if he was. But don't worry Ru, Naruto is young and this is his last spring break as a child." Kakashi could remember being that age and the things he'd gotten in to.

In comparison, Naruto was a saint.

"If it'll make you feel better, I promise to come back right after the concert... um, well... after we eat after the concert." Naruto stood up and stretched, his joints popping as he did so. When his phone chimed he quickly pulled it out of his pocket and quipped a quick, "What is it, mutt?"

"Are you ready yet, dipshit?"

"Not yet, dog breath, but I will be by the time you guys get here."

"What the hell is taking you so long?"

"First and foremost, not all of us can slap on some cologne and call it a day. Secondly, I don't know if it slip your mind or not but my folks are married and I just found out today. But whatever, you're an insensitive prick and I'll be ready when you get here." With that said, Naruto ended the call and smiled at his parents. "Sorry, I gotta go get ready but congrats! I'll see you in the morning for sure."

"Bye Naruto, be careful!"

"Have fun!"

Naruto waved before jogging up the steps. He had, at the most, five minutes and he wanted to look decent for The Fan's concert.

"Ah... Damn it Naruto! You made us late and now it's gonna take forever to find a parking spot." Kiba glowered in the direction of the red Mercedes that had so kindly stolen his space.

Naruto shrugged. Normally, he would've said something scathing but Ino was running her fingers through his hair and it was ridiculously relaxing. "S'not my fault," was all he managed in the end. But it wasn't. Finding out that his parents had gotten married while he was in Hawaii was more than enough reason to be distracted.

Brown eyes narrowed as they stared at the reflection in the rear-view mirror. "Not your fault? You act like Kakashi and Iuka getting married was some big surprise!"

Naruto scoffed. "It was! You know my dad." Iruka was a very careful man and Naruto was still stunned that he'd gone through with a quickie wedding -drunk or not.

"Whatever, this is still your fault."

"And you're a bastard."

Ino sighed and withdrew her hand from Naruto's soft hair. "Come now children."

"Troublesome... Look, we're here, we have our tickets, and we've seen them a hundred times before. In essence, we're not really missing anything." Shikamaru turned in his seat, lips tipped in a smile. "They were in Roppongi, right?"

"Yea. And all of 'em were drunk off of their asses. But, I mean, it's okay. They plan on having a reception in June and I'm pretty sure Kakashi's mystery kids will be there." And if they weren't, he'd give up hope on ever meeting them.

Sure, Kakashi said that Sasuke was coming over that night but there'd been plenty of times when one of them were supposed to show and then they couldn't. Naruto had very little faith in actually meeting them-

"HELL YES!" Ino's squeal made Kiba swerve and everyone's ears ring. "That means I'll get to help plan the wedding and do the invitations and OH MY GOD! Locations!"

Kiba groaned as he pulled into a space in the nosebleed section of the parking lot. "Look, we can talk about all of that shit when we go eat. For now, we need to get a move on!"

Aqua irises narrowed before Ino leaned forward and whacked the back of Kiba's head. "You're such an ass."

Naruto chuckled as he climbed out of the car. He steered clear of the impending Ino-Kiba argument because intervening was nothing more than a waste of breath. It was rare day when the two could withstand each other for more than half an hour without bickering about something. He and Kiba tended to argue too but that was usually in jest. He couldn't always say the same for those two. Even so, they always made up in the end and got right back to it in a matter of time.

"Come on," Shikamaru nodded his head in the direction of the stadium and allowed his arm to be linked with Naruto's as they left the quibbling pair behind.

Naruto smiled to himself as he stared forward. The four of them- they'd been friends, best friends, since they were kindergarten brats. In essence, they'd grown up together and despite the fact that they had other friends outside of each other, nothing could seperate or keep them away from one another for too long. If he had to give their bond an accurate title, they were like siblings to him. He knew everything about all three of them (the good, the bad, the ugly) and their families were close. He couldn't really imagine a life without them.

Kiba was his twin in crime. The guy he could get into all kinds of shit with and laugh the whole way through. They had a lot in common -from their personality quirks to their sense of humor. People always mistook them for actual siblings and they embraced that like a compliment. They bickered, and fought, and laughed, and just flat out meshed.

Shikamaru was the brains of the group. He was lazy and tended to get dragged into things but he always had an answer for everything and really, he was a genius. When Naruto really needed someone to talk to or when he just wanted to lounge around not saying a damn thing, Shikamaru was perfect for that. He was the one who always grasped at logic before action and he made sure that no one did the dumber shit that they usually came up with.

Ino was the mother, the sister, the cousin, and the wife that Naruto had never had and didn't plan on having anytime soon but he had them all anyway. She boosted him when he was down and put him in his place when he got too high. She gave him advice and taught him lessons that only a female could and he would forever be indebted to her for it. When he wanted to cry after a break up, she was there with a bosom to cry on and junky food to scarf down. When he needed dating tips, she was there for him. When life was all around confusing, Ino brought forth her sage like wisdom from the woman's perspective or scolded him for being a dick. She was awesome.

Knowing what he knew about all of them and how well they all clicked, it wasn't a surprise that they'd been stuck together for over a decade.

And one day he was sure that Ino and Shikamaru would become an official something.

Those two kept skirting around the subject but everyone could tell that they were so in to one another that they practically blended together. If they weren't so stubborn, Naruto would've been planning their wedding already. But no, Shikamaru deemed starting something a troublesome task and Ino was old fashioned so she wouldn't dare to make the first move. If they took to long to make something happened, Naruto had planned with Kiba to just lock them in a closet until they did something! Anything would suffice. He was just getting tired of watching them play cat and mouse.

It's complicated when you gravitate towards yourself
On the other hand it's hard to talk to anyone else

Kiba groaned as the first stream of lyrics began to fill the parking lot. "Fuck… It's starting." He grabbed Ino's hand and started running. He'd be damned if they missed anymore of The Fan's concert.

You can't help-can't help where your mind goes
So lets' harvest on the moon with the autumn snow
'Cause I've never never had so much to gain and threw it all away
And if I ever ever had the chance again I'd probably do the same

Long fingers tapped against the grain of the table as Kakashi hummed in tune while he waited for the other line to click over. After being pressured by his darling spouse, he'd finally relented and decided to call his eldest son. He wasn't entirely looking forward to the conversation because he could only imagine what it would entail -a scolding maybe.

But he was the parent... usually.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of today's call?"

"I got married about... three days ago. I figured I'd let you know." Kakashi smiled to himself as he imagined the look on his sons face. He could see the man messaging the bridge of his nose as he leaned back in his office chair.

There was an insufferable sigh that followed the brief silence before Itachi asked, "Have you spoken to Sasuke?" His tone was weighed down by fatigue and, though he'd tried, he couldn't hide it.

"This morning. He'll be staying with me for about a week because he needs a break and I'd suggest you do the same." Kakashi couldn't recall the last time Itachi had taken a vacation -a real vacation- and he needed one. He was too young to work himself to death to which he said.

Itachi managed a laugh. "I'm fine... although I'd already planned to take a short leave of absence. Expect me no sooner than Tuesday. As for your marriage, should I have one of our lawyers take a look at your prenuptial agreements?" Leave it to Itachi to get straight down to business.

Itachi had always been such a serious boy, though Kakashi wasn't sure how that had happened. When he thought about all of his own whims and quirks he couldn't figure out how Itachi had ended up being so studious and fickle. Very stoic and straightforward. He had his lighter sides too but those were becoming harder and harder to drag out. His child was becoming an old man at such an early age...

All the same, Kakashi's lips tipped into a smile as he stared at Iruka who was preparing their dinner. A prenuptial? He would never need that marriage gutter. "I didn't ask for one and I won't need one. Ru and Naruto... they aren't those type of people and I'm sure you'll be able to see this for yourself. Then again, you've met Iruka on numerous occasions so you should already be privy to that. But, if nothing else, I've never been a bad judge of character so you can trust me when I say that it's fine."

His children, despite their upbringing, were very distrusting. And they had every right to be given their lineage -distrust and apprehension were as ingrained into the Uchiha bloodline as love and loyalty were. Even so, Kakashi found it adorable that his children worried about him so. They'd come a long way from the two and six year old brats that he'd taken custody of and they accepted him, trusted him, and loved him for who he was. Kakashi could only hope that they could do the same with regards to Naruto and Iruka in the future.

"I'll take your word for it, father. As wondrous as it is to talk to you, I still have things that I must complete if you expect to see me within the week."

"Fine, fine. Take care of yourself and I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"Very well." With that, Itachi hung up and left Kakashi with a smug smile on his face.

He'd gotten through what could have been a harsh scolding for doing as he saw fit without (and yet again) discussing it with his sons. Quite honestly, he was a bit surprised but it simply showed their growth as a family unit. Kakashi could still remember a time when Itachi was curt and polite and withdrawn or when Sasuke would only listen to his older brother. Now, however, the three of them got along perfectly and his boys held an admiration and respect for him that he'd only ever dreamed of as they were growing up. They even loved him enough to call him father and that lone statement spoke in volumes.

And of course, Kakashi was proud to call them his sons.

"Did you tell him?" Iruka's smile was soft and beautiful as he began placing dish after dish on the table.

Kakashi caught his love before he had the chance to move away again and he eased the man onto his lap. "I did and he took the news well enough. I'll tell Sasuke when he gets here but, most likely, he won't care."

In many respects, Sasuke was the opposite of his brother. He was the one who had picked up many of Kakashi's whims and quirks. He was... easy going. More laid back. Less astute and clinical than both Itachi and Kakashi... he was even a bit more shameless than his father...

Kakashi still wasn't sure if that was entirely a good thing. In comparison to how Sasuke could have turned out, he supposed that it was.

"I'm still setting the table," Iruka's tone belayed amusement.

And it only served to spur Kakashi's wandering hands forth as he kissed a tanned shoulder. "Hmm... I have my dinner right here."

He was thoroughly enjoying the honeymoon phase of their coupling and it was obvious by the lack of protest that Iruka was as well. Married life... Kakashi could certainly get used to that.

Off with your head
Dance 'til you're dead
Heads will roll, heads will roll
Heads will roll on the floor

Glitter on the wet streets
Silver over everything
The river's all wet
You're all cold

Dripping with alchemy
Shiver stop shivering
The glitter's all wet
You're all chrome

Thousands of sweat-dampened bodies moved in one large mass as the music washed over them. Through them. The tempo and bass controlled the audience like a puppeteer as the lyrics entranced them -placed everyone into their respective worlds as they gave up control of their bodies and were moved by their souls. It was an ethereal display, one that The Fan had orchestrated. Had crafted with their music and talent alone.

Sakura wasn't the lead singer but they'd let her take the reigns for the current song and she was incredible. Even more amazing was the fact that the lead singer, Chidori, could play the guitar and was standing right beside her, singing as he did so. Together, their voices were like molten lava that singed the nerves and prickled the flesh.

It was awe inspiring.

And they were lust inducing.

Every. Single. Member.

Chidori, Neji, Sakura, and Gaara were all, in their own right, gorgeous. With a smoldering glance or a smug upturn of the lips and they could make a girl wet between the thighs or a man stiff. Their music wasn't the only reason people dished out money for their shows.

The men cry out, the girls cry out
The men cry out, the girls cry out
The men cry out, oh no

The men cry out, the girls cry out
The men cry out, the girls cry out
The men cry out, oh no Oh, oh, oh, oh

Off, off with your head
Dance, dance 'til you're dead
Heads will roll, heads will roll
Heads will roll on the floor

Naruto, Ino, Kiba, and Shikamaru were front and center as they were swayed by the music. Kiba and Ino were into it -their minds ecstatic because they were some of the first to witness Sakura's debut song. They'd loved The Fan from the get go -had been following the band since they were just an Indie group that few people had heard about. They loved the members, loved their style, their music, their everything and they dragged Shikamaru and Naruto to whatever events that they could. Those two... they were concert and band junkies.

Naruto and Shikamaru were rather indifferent but they couldn't deny that The Fan produced some good music.

Naruto didn't like to get obsessed over celebrities. The way he saw it, celebrities were just people (the same as him) with more money and a life that wasn't their own. What he didn't mind obsessing over was music. Analyzing lyrics, playing with the sounds, or even singing along or vibing out to a song with no words at all -Naruto could obsess about music, no problem. Shikamaru agreed wholeheartedly. He didn't have time to worship people who were clearly out of his grasp.

But, bring them all to a concert or a club they could lose themselves just dancing to a beat that thrummed through their veins. Dancing was their strong suit, something Tsunade had forced to them to do years ago that had morphed into a loved hobby. It made sense that the people around them were grabbing and grasping at them, dancing and moving with them.

Looking glass, take the past
Shut your eyes, you realize
Looking glass, take the past
Shut your eyes, you realize

Glitter on the wet streets
Silver over everything
The glitter's all wet
You're all chrome, you're all chrome

The last song of the night, a surprise track from their coming album in which Sakura was trying her hand at singing. It was bound to be a breakout hit but Naruto just couldn't wait for it to end. He loved the song, loved the energy it provoked, however, he was hungry, tired, and had promised to make it home at a decent hour. He still had to meet mysterious step-brother number two and he didn't want to let the opportunity slip between his fingers for the nth time in three years.

Admittedly, he was nervous. He couldn't imagine what the spawn of Kakashi would be like and he was a bit suspicious. He didn't know much about Kakashi's working habits or the like and the man's back story was vague but he was a good guy. Nice and loving and enjoyable. But still, he didn't know what to look forward to considering that, well, they were Kakashi's kids.

If they were anything like their old man... Naruto shuddered with the thought.

He could still recall his very first meeting with Kakashi and how they'd his off. He could also, in that same regard, remember the first time Kakashi had spent the night at their house and how he'd lit their bathroom on fire. Something about an experiment and chemicals in the water... Naruto sill wasn't sure and he would probably never know the truth.

All the same, he shook his head and got back into the swing of things. With the pitch and tempo of the last few verses, he was sure the song would be over soon and he would enjoy the last of it properly.

Oh, oh, oh

Off, off, off with your head
Dance, dance, dance 'til you're dead
Off, off, off with your head
Dance, dance, dance 'til you're dead

The lights faded as the music slowed to a quivering halt. Applause, cheers, and shouts broke out all over the Z Arena. The lights quickly flooded back onto the stage as each musician stood in the individual spotlight assigned to them, satisfied smirks coloring four faces. Chidori stepped forward, his spotlight following him as he walked to the edge of the stage prepared to bid the audience goodnight. Noise ceased to be the instant the lead singer raised his hand, onyx gaze locked onto the crowd.

"We'd like to thank everyone for coming tonight and we hope to see you all again next year." The stage lights faded as one more round of applause was given before everyone began making their way out of the large dome.

Naruto smiled as he pulled his friends through the crowd and toward the exit. He would eat, enjoy the night with his favorite crew, and then go home to find out who his father had allowed to be a part of his family.

He couldn't wait.

TBC…

A/N: So, the songs in this chapter were "Never Never" by SBTRKT and "Heads Will Roll" by Yeah Yeah Yeahs. I'm not always going to have lyrics strewn through a chapter (actually, this is the only chapter that that happens in [so far]). I thought it'd be too troublesome to write my own songs and I would've been incredibly embarrassed so... yep. Also, the chapter titles will be song lyrics so I hope you guys have fun trying to figure those out. This first one is really easy!

A little fact about this story in particular, I started writing it when I was 14, posted it for the hell of it when I was 17, and I've completely revised the first chapter so far at the tender age of ~20-ish. I kept getting a lot of inboxes and questions about this story so I figured, why the hell not!

Thus, we have this story. Enjoy

If you dug it, drop me a line. Thanks for reading.