Sakura rushed around her room to get ready and nothing seemed to be going her way. It was always like that when she was excited. Sakura looked in the mirror, fighting with her straight pink hair, which at that precise moment she wanted to take a pair of scissors to. As she tried to put it up in a pony-tail she noticed that her hair still held bumps near the center that stuck up like the humps of a snake under water. She let out a frustrated groan and threw her hairbrush against the wall and a hole cracked in the wall from the force of her throw.

"Damn it! Alright you win!" she cursed and let her hair down and it settled in the middle of her back.

She then applied eyeliner and a light gloss and smiled in approval when she saw her face completed. She then turned around and grabbed the shirt she had treasured for 2 months: Her Twisted shirt that was sporting Hatake Kakashi's face. She pulled it over her head let it fall to her hips covering the top of her jean shorts and then pulled on her heeled boots. Her jade eyes were alive with anticipation at seeing her most favorite band live, Twisted. She and her friend Ino were going to go see them in New York, which was a five hour drive from Konoha, Pennsylvania the small town in which she lived and worked. Sakura was packing her purse with money and her camera when her cell rang. She grabbed it and read the caller ID, It was Ino.

She flipped it open "Hey!"

"I'll be there in 5 minutes, be ready!" came her best friend's voice.

"Ok!" and flipped the phone shut.

Ino was driving them and they would share the gas cost, which would really put a dent in both of their bank accounts but it would be worth it. They were going to see Twisted because it was Sakura's 19th birthday and it was her parent's gift to her. She loved her parents to death and couldn't believe they did that, especially since they absolutely hatedthe music and videos. She checked to make sure that the locket that her grandfather had given her was still securly in place since the clasp had a tendency to be faulty and break, and that the black spike choker was not too tight. She had a feeling that tonight would be very eventful and she could hardly wait. Five minutes later she heard a car horn honk outside her house and she quickly peeked out the window and saw that her ride was at last grabbed her purse and ran enthusiastically down the stairs and toward the door. Her friend's teal convertible was waiting and was blasting "Alone and Broken" out of it's stereo. Ino sat in the front seat her long pale blonde hair in a long braid and her Twisted tank top in place and her jean shorts were showing off her pale legs. Black heeled boots which ended at the sop of her claves hugged them, showing the curves.

"Sakura come on!" she called

She hopped in and landed in the seat, pulling the buckle across herself and latching it. They sped off down Sakura's street and were, at last Sakura thought, on the way to New York.

~*~ New York: Twisted~*~

Kakashi sat there and played a few riffs on his guitar and looked sadly down at the wire strings as he plucked them and all he could think about was the pain that ran rampid through his heart. The show didn't start until nine and it was about three and he couldn't think of one possible thing to do that would dull the ache. He always had something to do when his girlfriend was still in his life when she had been the light that had pierced through the hazy clouds, but now she had broken up with him and taken with her the victory of causing a broken heart, her face still haunted him and the worst part was that he still loved he when the fact was that he didn't want to. He groaned and set his guitar up and pulled himself off the hotel bed. His silver hair spiked up as usual and his dark coal eyes were weary. They had been on tour for almost a year now and New York was their last show for awhile and everyone was glad for at ;east some sort of a break. He heard the door open and he looked up to see none other than Sarutobi Asuma.

"Hey Asuma."

"Dude, you ok?"

"Yeah, just wishing this heartache would go away into the dark abyss! But sadly it has not yet diminished!"

Asuma laughed and pushed a black spike out of his face "You are getting too poetic my friend."

"Yeah, Yeah as you have already told me."

"Seriously cheer up, this isn't healthy. Man you have been in a slump for 2 weeks now, it's time to get over it."

"It's always like that after your girlfriend dumps you, isn't it?"

Asuma had known Kurenai and he knew what she could be like. Kakashi had fallen and fallen hard for that woman. Her shoulder length slightly wavy black hair that framed her face beautifully and her red eyes that were different yet they had been good enough to captivate Kakashi. But there was one drawback to this little vixen, she was a tease and a convincing liar at that. she had strung them all along, convincing them and gaining their friendship, but ended leaving in the end. Breaking Kakashi's heart in the process and ever since then he had been a moping lump, which he wasnormally, but now it was worse.

"Come on please..." Asuma asked.

Kakashi shook his head.

Asuma gave up, throwing his hands dramatically up in the air, and went back to his own room where Shiranui Genma was waiting, his light brown hair hanging damp from his shower a half hour ago and his light brown eyes questioning. Genma looked at him hopefully and to his dismay, Asuma shook his head sadly and Genma punched the pillow that was nearest to him.

" 'Suma, we need to do something!"

"Actually my dear friend I have been thinking about that all day today and I have one very special letter here...". he said wavind a plain white envelope that he had pulled from the back pocket of his faded jeans, " It's a girl's birthday today and I think we should make it special don't you?"

Comprehension crossed Genma's face and he smiled "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"Yes I am." Asuma stated, smirking

Genma jumped up and tackled him and got him in a headlock. " 'Suma, you are a GENIOUS! Are you thinking of a kiss?"

"Genma n-need AIR!!!" Asuma gasped and Genma quickly released him, but not before making a final request.

"Let me see her picture" Genma said.

"Fine here it is, now just let me go!" he thrust the envelope upwards.

Genma took the envelope and pulled the letter which was typed on a single sheet of white paper and pulled the photo out and whistled "Asuma you really are a genious."

"As you have already stated."

As Kakashi sulked in his room, withering away from the pain that supposedly ached his heart, Genma and Asuma hurridly made the last minute arrangements with the crew and sighed in relief when it was done. It had finally come to the part that they only slightly dreaded and that was telling Kakashi of this plan and they had a feeling that he just might not be too open to the idea. They knocked on the door and waited until they heard his voice usher them into the room and it sounded annoyed which wasn't a good sign. He was once again on the bed, guitar in his lap and notebook and pencil in front of him trying to write a new song but looked like he was failing terribly, and his eyes flashed annoyance at being interrupted.

"Whaddya guys want?" he muttered.

"Kakashi there is a certain guest that is coming to the show tonight and it's her 19th birthday." Asuma said.

"And this pretains to me how?" Kakashi asked, head bent over the guitar again.

"Well..." Asuma started.

"We think that she should get a special present from us since she has come far to see us and we think that the gift should be a kiss."

The silver head shot up and he eyed the two of them suspiciously "From who?"

Asuma smiled as he said "You."

His eyes grew irritated and angry "Ok, who's bullshit plan was this?! Tell me now so I can kill them and then refuse and then kill them even more."

"Kakashi please...she sounds like a really big fan and she has come really far. plus it's her birthday and this seems like the perfect gift." Genma pleaded.

After ten minutes of constant pleading and threats from Asuma and Genma that he knew they would follow through on he finally gave in and agreed to go on with what they had planned. It wasn't so much that he was angry with the plan, it was just that he was nervous about doing something like it this soon. He shook the thoughts out of his head and bent back over his guitar to lose himself in the music again.

~*~ On the Road: Sakura and Ino~*~

"Oh can't we get there any faster?" Sakura whined as she toyed gently with the locket around her neck, so the clasp wouldn't break.

They had been on the road for almost five hours now and had not once changed the CD. Twisted's CD had now been on repeat and had played the same songs at lease one hundred times and right now was on the fifth song on the album that was called "Want to Be."

"Why is it that no one sees

or chooses not to see the world

Why is it that no one wants to be

what they truely are on the inside"


Sakura sang along to the sad beat and Ino sat in the driver's seat and listened to her voice. Sakura had always had a good voice but had refused to listen when people had tried to tell her so, she didn't believe it and nothing had changed her mind yet. Sakura was so absorbed in the song that she almost didn't hear Ino, who had planned something special for her friend.

"...Sakura!"

"Hmm?" she snapped out of her trance.

"I have some good news for you."

"And just what would that be Ino?" she asked, annoyed just a bit.

"We are here!" she cried.

Sakura looked around her and saw that her friend was indeed right. She screamed in joy and stuck her hands in the air, feeling the wind rush through her fingers as Ino sped toward their destination, music still blaring and Sakura screaming in happiness.