A/N Sup? This is a standalone prequel to my other multichaptered story, 'Heavy Metal Romance' (or just HMR in short). I got bored of doing nothing, and no other stories really came to me except doing a prequel (I did get the first chapter done on a story no tears left to cry brought me to, but I'm not entirely happy with it, so yeah). Anyway, let's do this the usual way.

Songs in order:

Jump - Van Halen

Paradise City - Guns N' Roses

Smoke on the Water - Deep Purple

Sweet Child O' Mine - Guns N' Roses

It's a Long Way to the Top - AC/DC

I still don't own anything (sadly), because I'm still a mere mortal student who barely has money to pay for the train every day. Sigh.

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Everything looked ordinary. It was an ordinary day, with ordinary weather, ordinary birds in the sky, and an ordinary boy woke up to an ordinary alarm clock, in an ordinary room, on the top floor of an ordinary house. Only to this boy, this day wasn't just an ordinary day at all. Today was the day he turned ten years old.

This day was a special day like no others.

He jumped out of bed, took a quick shower and rushed into some clothes scattered all over the floor. He couldn't help but grin like an idiot; he was just too damn anxious about his birthday presents. As soon as he got downstairs, he rushed to the living room to turn on the radio. Since it was his birthday, he was in control of the remotes today, and thus the radio went to Paradise Classic Rock 93,4 with the volume higher than it should be at 7 AM.

It did cause his little 5-year-old brother to come running downstairs, glomping him while singing along to Van Halen's 'Jump'. A few minutes later, his parents turned up too; more asleep than wake, but at least they were there. That meant it was presents time. After the usual 'happy-birthday-honey'-stuff, His father returned from the garage with a huge box smirking.

"Itachi, You gotta thank your mom for this one. I wanted to get you something more to my nostalgia, but she's rather...convincing when it comes to you kids. Anyway, you better learn how to play this thing. I know drums are cooler, but...Never mind. Happy birthday, son."

Itachi smirked and his little brother was tugging at the gift wrapping. Itachi smiled. "Nice, Sasuke. I'm gonna need your help with this one."

Together, the two brothers un-wrapped the box and Itachi opened it. It contained a brand new shiny black guitar case, with a tag on it. It read 'Happy Birthday Itachi Uchiha, from Yamato. Rock on.' Itachi smirked and crush-hugged his mom and dad. "Thanks. You couldn't have gotten me anything better."

Itachi's father yawned and said "I wanted to get you a drum kit, but your mother insisted on training her kids on guitar. I had no say in it whatsoever. Mikoto, where's my coffee?"

Mikoto shot him a playful glare, quickly kissed him on the lips (ew, parent-fluff...) and got up to get her husband and kids breakfast. She smiled to herself as little Sasuke turned up the radio when 'Paradise City' by Guns N' Roses got on. Meanwile, Itachi took his brand new guitar out of the case and picked it up. He held a chord and imagined to be the world's most famous rock star while strumming.

"It's the best of the best," Mikoto said upon returning. "We wanted top quality, so we went to Yamato's. Everyone knows he makes the best guitars. That one you're holding now? A Gibson Les Paul with 24 fret rosewood fretboard and Humbucker pickups. Your lessons start tonight."

Itachi cheered and ran upstairs to get dressed properly for school while his father attempted to turn down the volume of the radio. He almost had the remote, when Sasuke snatched it away from the table and ran around laughing hysterically while his father proceeded to chase him. Mikoto came out of the kitchen again, laughing too, when the clock caught her eye.

7:39 AM.

"Fugaku, leave Sasuke alone and hurry up. You're already late. Sasuke, put that back where you got it. It's Itachi's today. Pip pip, move!"

She shooed the two males upstairs (Fugaku carrying Sasuke and tossing him on his bed, causing the five-year-old to laugh hysterically again), and sat down sighing. So much for the quiet morning of Itachi's birthday.

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"Hey, 'Tachi! 'Tachi! Play something for me!" Sasuke shouted while bouncing up and down on Itachi's bed. Itachi poked his little brother to shut him up and picked up his guitar. He just learned this today, but Sasuke would easily recognize it.

"Alright, listen to this and take a guess what song it is" Itachi said smirking. He proceeded to play the infamous intro riff of 'Smoke On the Water' by Deep Purple, which caused little Sasuke to cheer loudly and laugh when the older sibling screwed up.

Sasuke laughed and kept yelling "Brother can't play Deep Purple" until Itachi figured it out and played it right. When he was done, Sasuke cheered and clapped enthousiatically (hyperactively) when Itachi raised the 'metal horns' sign with his hands, a confident smirk on his face.

Itachi was playing for a month now, and he was doing rather well; Fugaku used to say how he had his mother's genes when he heard his first-born play. He himself sometimes picked up the drum sticks once more to join his wife and son jamming. Sasuke was their greatest and only fan. Today Mikoto was teaching him how to play 'Sweet Child O' Mine' by her all time favorite band Guns N' Roses. The guitar parts in the original were written by the guitar hero called Slash, one of Itachi's favorite guitarists together with Eddie Van Halen.

One day, the succesful lawyer and old highschool friend of Itachi's dad, Hiashi Hyuuga, came over to discuss some legal case with Fugaku when he heard Itachi and Mikoto play. He turned to a smirking Fugaku.

"Isn't that AC/DC's 'It's a Long Way to the Top'? Who's playing?"

Fugaku's smirk broadened. "That's my wife and oldest son. She's still as amazing as ever, and he's a natural."

Hiashi shook his head. "Kid these days sure are talented...I talked to Teuchi the other day, and his daughter Ayame already plays piano concerts for over 500 people."

"Yeah, I heard the oldest of the Inuzuka household is playing a decent bass already. Even better than she plays guitar, in fact."

Hiashi stared at nothing in particular. "...Whoa, that brings back memories...I think I still have my old bass somewhere..."

Fugaku nodded absent-mindedly. After a minute, he shook his head to return from the depths of his mind and said "...Anyway, let's get back to business. There's a lot to be dealt with. You do have the documents. right?"

Hiashi, too, warped back to the present and proceeded to browse through numerous documents, contracts and other official papers. They'd save the reminiscing for another time, Fugaku thought while Mikoto shredded a perfect Eagles solo.

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There's chapter one, peoples. Hope you enjoyed the crappiness that came from my video-game-fried mind. There's more to come, as you might have figured out. xD Chapter two is almost done, too, so it may be up in a day or two. Hope this comes close to the epicness that was the original (apparently, because I didn't think it was that great at all...).

\m/

LazyNinja