Hello all! This would be my first fan fiction! So please, Enjoy! :D

TenTen: YOSH! I wonder how this story is gonna go! What do you think Neji?

Neji: Hn.

Me & TenTen: -sweat drop-…

Me: GHAA! –glares at Neji- You erk me…

Neji:-smirk-

TenTen: JWzipper-chan does NOT own Naruto!

Me: Rub it in why don't cha… -sigh-

Neji: Hn. Nor does she own the pieces mentioned. –glare-

Me: Read and Review! ^-^

Chapter One

Joy

I see it. There! A butterfly, tossing and turning with the wind as it struggles to regain control of its flight. Its lightly colored wings beat to an unheard rhythm. The sun shines through the trees reflecting of the still water creating rainbows across rocks and the water itself. The butterfly continues its dance as it passes through the trees and into a meadow. Gently, it descends onto an elaborately painted flower. Reds, purples, and yellows clash with the almost pale pallet of the butterfly. All seems to be quite peaceful in this small clearing. I can hear the river crash through the forest, birds singing to each other, the basic sounds of nature. And that's when it all starts.

Suddenly, as if from a horror movie, it gets cold. The slight breeze that blew through my long hair rapidly turns into a raging whirlpool on disaster. Blowing in every direction possible, the wind strikes at the butterfly, tossing it to ride with the new incomprehensible dance. Leaves are plucked from trees and blown at neck-braking speed about. The sun is no longer there. Its warmth has fleeted faster towards its new destination. I look up to the heavens and notice the entire sky has gone gray. The newly found clouds threatening to cry to their hearts desire.

I seem to be frozen to the spot as the wind wrecks havoc in the once peaceful scene. My hair whips around my face, and my clothes flap with the wind.

It is then that I realize a storm has erupted.

At that thought, my body burst to life. I retreat back to the forest. At first, a little wary of the slight chill that has seeped into my bones, but gradually gaining speed as my legs carry me to the cave I found a while back. It's actually pretty deep. And I am too afraid to go farther for fear that the very darkness will consume me. So there I lay. Huddled close to the edge, listening to the winds howls as they echo through the cave. I stay there. Hoping for someone to shed light in this dark hour.

"Neji. Neji? Wake up Neji." says a sweet voice. I'm jolted awake by a hand on my shoulder as my mom smiles warmly at me.

"Your father just finished and his friend is getting ready to show. Did you like your fathers? Well, considering you slept in the last piece, maybe not." she says sheepishly as he rubs the back of her neck. "It looked like you were having a nightmare. Wanna tell me about it? "

I rub my watery eyes and look at her. She seems to be quite worried. I throw myself into her arms.

"It was horrible! The butterfly! It looked so happy, and then the storm came in and hurt it! Mommy, why did the wind have to hurt it! It was free!" I say as I sob into her blouse.

"Neji, it's okay. See, that last song. It was about a storm. Your father called it, 'The Tempest'. You must have felt the music. It's okay; he wrote it to represent the last storm. Shhh. Ah, this is the last one, a good friend of ours wrote it for his daughter. Such a cutie."

I turn in my seat towards the stage and notice an average looking man stand on a rectangular box. He turns to the audience and speaks through the microphone:

"Hello everyone! Thank you for attending the Konoha Honor Band Concert. Previously, we listened to "The Tempest", by Hizashi Hyuga, about the previous storm that hit. Now, on a happier note. I present to you "Joy" by yours truly. I wrote this for my daughter. She is the very meaning of the word to me and much more."

He turns around and pulls out a slim stick. After a slight pause, he moves his arms in sync and music fills the room. The tune starts out jumpy and alive, and all previous thoughts of the threatening storm a fade. Then suddenly, it burst into a rhythm of excitement and enthusiasm. I notice a girl standing at the base of the stage starts to dance. She jumps about with life as though she is living the song. Other kids follow her and either stand and watch as she expresses her joy, while a few actually join off to the side. But she dances all alone.

"Go down there Neji!" urges my mom. "Go, have fun!" I look back at the dancing girl, then to my mom to find her smiling at me. "Go." It was more of an order than a suggestion.

Nervously, I slide of the red velvet theatre seat and make my way down to the small crowd of kids. The girl is still dancing, purely to enjoy herself. She stops at a slower section of the piece and looks around, swaying slightly.

"Anyone want to dance with me?" she asks eagerly. Most of the other kids scoff and turn away. Her face slinks into a bit of a frown. Looking down she mumbles something to herself. Suddenly, an extreme amount of joy surges through the melody. Taking the girl by surprise. Her face lights up and she is at it again. Dancing her hears content. I want to dance. It looks like fun. I walk forward, pushing past a few boys with protests at me cutting in front.

"Ano… May I join you? … Please?" I ask her. She seems to be surprised, but then she smiles brightly at me and pulls my hand further into the circle of kids. I am sure my face has become many different shades of red.

"Sure!" she exclaims. She pulls me through a series of twists and skips as she holds my hands. Her joy seems radiate onto me, because I start to get a feel for the dance. It's extremely fun. We are both laughing as the piece comes to an end. She lets go of my hand a releases the brightest smile I have ever seen.

"Thank you! I had lotsa fun! My daddy is calling me, so bye! ", she exclaims as she turns and skips to the edge of the stage, were the man that was on the stage picks her up and hugs her. Both laughing all the while.

What is this feeling? My heart feels so light. Almost, as though I am ready to soar forever. I want dad and mom to come with me.

After returning home, we find my uncle waiting at the house. He looks really angry. As we walk up to the porch, I cower behind my mom's skirt.

"Hizashi! Where have you been! I have been looking all over for you. There has been an attempt at Hinata's life. The elders are demanding we figure out a solution!" snaps my uncle.

My day was so happy. Full of, well, Joy. Why does Hiashi-sama have to come bother dad?

That was the last night I saw both of my parents.

Me: So? Did ya like it? This didn't turn out as happy as I thought it would but, I think it could become a great story!

TenTen: I love music! I like those pieces in this! Neji was so cute as a kid!

Neji: O_O –blushes-

TenTen: Please Review!

Me: The two pieces in here, 'The Tempest' and 'Joy' are concert band songs. I did not compose them.

If you want to listen to them:

'The Tempest'is written by: Robert W. Smith

'Joy' is written by: Frank Tichelli

Please Review! ^-^