Lets Go. Real Slow. All The Tension. Don't You See This Is Perfection.

Disclaimer: Okay, so everyone knows how this goes, I don't own them, I wish I did, but I don't.

Warnings: BOY LOVE! Srsly, und some vulgar language, savvy?

A/N: Soooo, I would have to say that I blame VanityWantsYou, because me and her are DATING. So she keeps me on the phone at all times when we arent together. Which means that its also my fault that her loving fans don't get as many updates as possible. Sorry for all the trouble we must put you through. And, just for reader satisfaction, I wanted to let you all know that this wonderful story is dedicated to my one and only, VanityWantsYou.

Chapter One: Can It Get Any Better?

'I couldn't tell you how I felt when it happened, I dont even think I could feel. It all came crashing down on me like a million tons of bricks. It was the day when my normal average wanabe days became bigtime days, crazy right? But I just want you to know that I'm doing alright, and that I'll be home to visit you guys soon okay? I love you guys and I'll see you then. Well in a few months. Byyyyeeeee.'

As the eccentric twenty-one year old hit send on his e-mail. He jumped up and ran out of his room and into his living room looking at his tactless yet ever so reliable roommate. "Dammit Kiba! Lets go if you're coming to the concert with me!"

Shoving the other man off the couch he ran to the kitchen and grabbed two bottles of water, then jogging back out to the living room he dodged Kiba's attempt to tackle him, earing the roommate a good lump on his head when he hit the wall. Once he was near the door he slid on his new Adidas and pulled on a hoodie.

Then opening the door he felt the cool autumn air brush against his marred, but beautiful face. Looking back he saw Kiba pulling on his light jacket and grabbing the house keys. Smiling at him, Kiba smiled back and shoved him out the door playfully.

"Hurry your step up Naruto, you were just the one bitching about how we're going to be late!" Laughing joyfully he jogged over to his car, Naruto following in tow, his hands shoved deep inside of his hoodie. He was hoping that the night wouldn't be that cold, because he had yet to get a new jacket after Kiba's dog chewed his old orange parka.

Sliding gracefully into the passenger seat Naruto shut his door with a quiet thud, and then leaned back into the soft leather seat of Kiba's BMW. Kiba's mother, who was a very successful dog trainer, well actually she was world renowned, bought the car for his twentith birthday.

Smiling Naruto then looked at the blue numbers on the clock, "Do you think we'll make it? I mean Sakura will be pissed you know, she's doing this for me and you."

"Yea I know, and we will don't worry. She really didn't have to buy those tickets for us though, I know she loves this band, and so do you, I think they're okay, but really, all we did was get into that stupid school thing." He snorted and drove quickly down the free-way.

"Its not just a school thing though Kiba! It's Juliards orchestra that plays the compositions by their top students in the past! There were only fifteen students out of the entire body that were chosen to play with their expert orchestra for this occasion, you've got to stop calling it a school thing..." Pouting lightly he crossed his arms over his chest and watched the cars pass by as they drove toward the concert.

Once they arrived Sakura ran over to the car and jerked open Naruto's door, almost pulling him out onto his face, but instead she embraced him the best she could and smiled. "Hello Naru-kun!"

Laughing at the pink haired girl he picked her up lightly when he hugged back and stood at his full height. She gave a light squeal and then he put her down. He wasn't as tall as everyone else, but he was taller than most, since he only stood at 5' 9''.

Sakura, the american girl who became their 'mother' away from home loved both Kiba and Naruto greatly. She had been at Juliard for one more year than the both of them, but they were all the same age. She was a musical genus on the Cello, and supposedly loved foreigners.

Both himself and Kiba were indeed foreigners, he hailed straight from Greece and Kiba had originally been from Germany, but moved to Greece in his sixth year of school where he had met Naruto. They had clicked instantly, and this American girl who so desperately wanted to be something else, also clicked with them.

They had many friends in this school, but most of their other friends went to schools other then theirs. For example, only two of their other friends attended Juliard with them, that was Ino and Shikamaru. They too, were extremely good on their instruments, Ino played the flute and Shikamaru played the (1)bass like Kiba. They were all chosen for the concerts Orchestra that would be playing the pieces written by former students and one student in the senior class.

Ino, Shikamaru, and Sakura had known they would get in, they all were said to be the best in Senior class of instrumentalists, but Naruto and Kiba, being Jr.'s gave a big surprise to everyone in the school when they were chosen.

So in a big congratulations, Sakura had bought tickets for Naruto and Kiba, to go to the same concert as Ino, herself, and Shikamaru. That would lead up to the present where Sakura was dragging Kiba by his hand and Naruto walking beside them, toward the front where their seats were.

Kiba knew that Sakura had a thing for him, but he didn't really want to date the American girl, his excuse was, "Being single is just so much more tactful for me."

Little did he know, that he was still being tactless as usual. Naruto didn't mind that their other friends didn't attend Juliard, and that none of them were really as excited as Sakura was for them, but he knew that they were still somewhat happy for him. Yet what he couldn't comprehend is why one of his friends hadn't really seem surprised, but worried about him when he had told them that he would be preforming in the Orchestra.

The one who did worry was his friend Hinata, she had known that Naruto had stage fright horribly, and didn't want him to mess this up for himself. He had told her not to worry, and that he would simply memorize the music and play with his eyes closed like he ususaly did, though he really could do this, Kiba had called him a liar and said he would mess up either way, of course he did laugh when he said that.

Yet none of that mattered to Naruto right now, what mattered was that he could see Ino and Shikamaru in the distance waving to all of them. Once they go to them and hugged, the concert started, Say Anything coming out on stage and beginning their show.

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In the distance Naruto could hear a faint beeping sound. He tried to block it out, but as he listened harder without meaning to, he noticed that the sound got louder and louder until his light blue eyes opened and he looked at his alarm clock. It was merely six thirty in the morning. He hated waking up this early, and he knew Kiba had to hate it more.

Shoving himself up and scratching his head, he moved his already disheveled hair into a more awkward position. As he stood he thought of how the day would go, both he and Kiba had to go to meet who they would be preforming with, and ontop of that the composers would be there to talk about what they had composed, and how each instrument and section would be playing it, and any modifications they should make by making the Orchestra practice each song three times. So it was going to be a very long day that he didn't want to think about.

Once both he and Kiba had showered, dressed, and eaten it was about seven thirty. They had half an hour to arrive at the school, and thankfully they only lived fifteen minutes away. So they sat in silence knowing that they had to listen very carefully to everything today.

When they arrived at the school, Shikamaru, Sakura, and Ino were standing there waiting for them. They all smiled and began to walk to the Concert Hall where they would have the meeting. Shikamaru was thankful that he was excused from all of his classes for the next few weeks, since he hadn't done his homework for any of them yet. Kiba on the other hand, didn't really want to miss a few of his classes, he said that the 'hotties were waiting for him', which amazingly didn't upset Sakura who was holding his hand.

Naruto only smiled at each person when they would talk, instead he was beginning to get into his musical state. He had his instrument with him and he knew that the reason Sakura was so happy for him, was because he had gotten two of the three solo's that were there for his section, and he knew he needed to concentrate to get them exactly right.

As they walked into the Concert Hall, a woman who was called Mrs. Goodstone had told them where to sit and that the composers would be in shortly. Each person walked alone to their section, well with the exception of Kiba and Shikamaru who sat directly next to eachother, taking out their instruments and tuning them.

Naruto sat down in his chair two chairs away from the rest of his group, solely for the reason of his solo's and next to him sat a brown haired girl named Sara, who had gotten the other solo. Of course he had gotten the two hard solo's so he was on her left near the isle in which the compser could walk down to make any corrections on their papers.

He leaned over and opened his instruments case, pulling his Violin out carefully. He had already tuned it when Kiba was in the shower, and he began to play it softly to see if it was still in tune, thankfully it was. He then pulled out the first composers work. It was the simplest of them all, titled 'A Spring Stream'.

Then just as he began to softly play it, a thin white hand extened itself from next to him to grab the work and close it, placing the third one onto of it. "We will start with mine today...it was setteled that today will be used solely for my composition, and tomorrow will be directed toward the second, then the day after for the first. Then we will repeat it in that fashion until everyone has it perfect..."

Naruto only nodded his head, he knew the man was speaking to everyone for the sheer fact of how quiet it was in the Concert Hall. What he couldn't fathom was how the man had gotten their attention. Then turning around to look at him his breath caught in his throat at the man before him.

He had chin length hair in the front, and in the back it was short and spiked up. He was thin and pale, but his dark obsidian eyes smoldered with fire. Swallowing he held his Violin and bow in one hand extending his other. "Hello, I'm Naruto Uzumaki..."

Without shaking Naruto's hand back the man began coldly, "I am your composer, Sasuke Uchiha, and you Naruto Uzumaki, must be my solo Violinist, hn...you look too stupid right now to even be able to play such an instrument." With that the man walked off, carrying himself so gracefully it looked awkward to Naruto, since he was only ever graceful when getting in and out of a car, sometimes not even then.

Staring after him, he wondered why on earth this Senior of this prestigious school, was such a...a...prick.

A/N: 1. It's not a Bass Guitar, its a Bass, look it up on google or something if you want to know what it looks like.