Marooned Chapter 1: Left Behind, a naruto fanfic

Marooned

Chapter One – Left Behind
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Or any of the songs. If I did, I'd be the luckiest person in the world.
Summery: Sasuke, the rock star. Sakura, the daughter of a motel owner. Naruto, the son of the sheriff. And Kakashi? Cars parody. Sasuke gets left behind in the little nobody town of Konoha. What happens when he meets Sakura, Tenten, Hinata, Ino, and Naruto? Semi-co-written by Vwaterlily.

His heart beat hard in his chest. Lights flashed and swirled. The loud music made his ear drums feel like they were being hit by huge mallets. Sweat trickled from his forehead, down his face, and it landed on the black surface of the stage. Guitars were strummed, the drums were banged, the keyboard had fingers slamming on it, and the cordless microphone on the stand was taken off of the stand and put back on countless of times.

He sang.

"Let's start over,

We'll try to do it right this time around.

It's not over,

but a part of me is dead and in the ground!

This love is killin' me,

but you're the only one!

It's not over.

Let's start over.

It's not over.

This love is killing me,

but you're the only one.

It's not over."

The nineteen year old rock-star moved away from the microphone stand and pushed his sweaty ebony locks out of his pale face. His onyx eyes drifted over the crowd in front of him but not registering them. His fans was just like a whole lot of bumble bees.

They meant nothing to him and attacked him constantly.

"Thank you!" he yelled out to the audience through the microphone, "You have a wonderful audience tonight! Good night!" the teenage rock-star backed out into the stage curtains to his left only to be met by squeals.

Damn contest winners.

A red-head girl and her friend with black hair danced up to him, "Oh my God! You're real!" the black haired girl screamed.

"Hi-hi, Sasuke-sama! I'm Karin and this is Kin! We're the contest winners!" the red-head squealed.

Sasuke frowned deeply at them. Definitely bumble bees. Maybe more bumble than the bee.

"I figured." Sasuke grunted and passed the fan-girls. He picked up a towel, wiped his sweat-soaked face and put it back down. When he left to talk to his manager he heard Karin and Kin start to fight over the sweaty towel.

"Sasuke!" the man with a scar across his nose said, "Outstanding, Kid! Outstanding!" he came closer and slapped Sasuke on the shoulder as the rest of the band entered.

"What a show!" Kiba exclaimed, falling onto a dirty old sofa. He pushed back his spiky brown hair as the band's dog, Akamaru, jumped up onto the couch with him. Shikamaru, the keyboard player, landed on a beanbag chair and murmured something unheard. Neji, who played the base, leaned up against the wall, closing his eyes and crossing his arms.

"Good job, boys," Iruka told them, "Once the stage is cleaned up and we're all packed, we'll head onto Tokyo. There's no town in between Suna and Tokyo worth stopping at to play."

Sasuke stared at him for a moment before the door of the green room flung open and the two bumble bees flew into the room with the towel ripped in two. They squealed when they saw the band. Kin yelled, "I can't believe I'm in the same room as Rookie Four! SIGN MY FOREHEAD!"

Sasuke sat in the tour bus, alone, throwing cards in a top hat. The tour bus was decorated with Rookie Four posters and figurines. Dog toys scattered the floor and one of the figurines of Neji and Shikamaru were chewed up by Akamaru earlier on that day. When Kiba had seen a miniature Neji head in the toilet he had freaked.

Sasuke sighed, dumped the cards out of the hat and put it on. Everyone had gone into the half-deserted town of Konoha to buy things. He decided to go and explore for a bit.

He jumped out of the bus, onto the dirt road. The dirt stirred and settled down his jeans, "Great," he grunted, "Just great." Sasuke took his cell phone from his pocket. No signal.

He growled. Stuffing it in his coat pocket, he began down the road.

Sasuke suddenly stopped when he heard someone singing. They weren't as good as he was, of course. No one was. He located the source of the singing and saw a girl singing into a mop handle in the little motel. She swung around, slapping the mop against the floor and splattering the dirty water on tables and the two sofas closets to her while singing to the radio.

"Oh, oh, oh.
No matter what you say about love,
I keep coming back for more.
Keep my hand in the fire,
sooner or later, I'll get what I'm asking for .

No matter what you say about life,
I learn every time I bleed.
That truth is a stranger,
soul is in danger, I gotta let my spirit be free,

to admit that I'm wrong
And then change my mind
Sorry but I have to move on
And leave you behind.

I can't waste time so give it a moment
I realize, nothings broken
No need to worry 'bout everything I've done
Live every second like it was my last one
Don't look back got a new direction
I loved you once, needed protection
You're still a part of everything I do
You're on my heart just like a tattoo

Just like a tattoo, I'll always have you
I'll always have you, I'll always have you

I'm sick of playing all of these games
It's not about taking sides
When I looked in the mirror, didn't deliver
It hurt enough to think that I could

Stop, admit that I'm wrong
And then change my mind
Sorry but I gotta be strong
And leave you behind

Just like a tattoo, I'll always have you
I'll always have you

If I live every moment
Won't change any moment
Still a part of me and you
I will never regret you
Still the memory of you
Marks everything I do

You're still a part of everything I do
You're on my heart just like a tattoo

You're still a part of everything I do
You're on my heart just like a tattoo.

Just like a tattoo
I'll always have you."

She stopped and bowed unknowingly toward the door where Sasuke stood. He began to clap.

It had startled her.

She looked up with a surprised look on her face and slipped on the slick floor, falling backward into the bucket of dirty water, splashing it everywhere and getting soaked herself, "Ow. I'm so clumsy!"

Sasuke walked over to her, "Are you OK?" he asked, crouching down next to the girl. He noticed she had pink hair, and when she looked at him, she looked at him with the most amazing jade eyes.

"Yeah!" she grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of her head. She stumbled out of the water bucket, "I do that at least once a week, with or without someone's help. Oh! Do you need a room? Tenten!!"

The pink haired girl rushed away from him, bellowing out another girl's name. She disappeared into a back room. Sasuke took this opportunity to take in his surroundings.

There were many white and green sofas and love seats in the motel lobby with end tables decorated by millions of flowers. The walls were a pleasant baby blue with off-white candles hanging off them that matched the window panes and the two fireplaces. The front counter was the only thing that was out of the color scheme. It was dark oak with a green counter top. He walked toward it and ran a hand over it. It was like a warm ice. Smooth.

A new girl came walking out of the back room, pinning a name tag to the front of her pink blouse. She walked behind the counter and looked him up and down. Sasuke felt like he was being x-rayed by her charcoal-colored eyes.

"'Afternoon," she said, "You look familiar. Oh what ever. All the rooms are open. Just choose one."

"Actually," Sasuke began, his eyes flickered to her name, "Tenten, I just came in to see if that girl was alright. I heard her singing, she was great until she fell into the water bucket."

Tenten glared at him, "She should be, she's the lead singer in our band."

Sasuke looked at her curiously. He knew many bands, but he had never seen her before, "Band? You're in a band together?"

Tenten smirked, "Yeah. Well, we're not famous like this Rookie Four group is. But whateve. We just enjoy to play music."

Sasuke blinked at her, "Why wouldn't you want to be famous like Rookie Four?" he asked. This girl obviously didn't know who he was.

"I wouldn't want a love to become a job, y'know?" she leaned forward on the counter, "Then it wouldn't be fun, having to play the drums all the time. Day and night, for some lunatic fans that think you're a puppet that can be played with."

Sasuke pondered this.

"Well, if you're not going to rent a room, you might as well leave." Tenten shouted, moving away from the counter and balancing on her heels.

"Hey! Tenten!" a hyper-sounding voice called from behind Sasuke. Sasuke turned and saw a blond boy about his age walking toward the counter, he had a cheesy grin on his face. And he was wearing orange. Sasuke's eyes watered in pain when he saw so much orange.

"Neh, Naruto, Hinata is helping Sakura." Tenten told him with a bored look.

"What happened to Sakura?" the blond, Naruto, asked, raising an eye brow.

"She fell in the water bucket again. Because of this guy here." Tenten gestured to Sasuke with her thumb.

Naruto looked at him, "Who are you?"

"Uchiha Sasuke, but what does it matter?"

"You hurt Sakura-chan."

"What? No!" Sasuke defended, glaring at the orange boy, "She was singing. When she had finished I applauded her, she was surprised and fell into the water bucket. Wait! Who's Sakura?"

"The pink haired girl." Tenten grunted.

Sasuke thought for a moment and sighed, taking off the top hat, "I normally don't say things like this, but... sorry. I've got to go now." he walked past Naruto—who named their kid after a raman topping, anyway?--and left the motel.

He walked back toward the bus, his eyes closed, his fist stuffed hard in his jacket pockets. He opened his eyes when he neared the location of the bus and stopped dead in horror.

The bus...

It wasn't...

"DAMN IT!"

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