A/N: Heh, I was struggling to gather the kick for a new chapter for one of my projects, when I realized that I wanted to start something… different. And so I turned to my dear lil' poll. (grins) Here's what popped out!

First off, thank you from the bottom of my heart for voting – my goodness, there's almost 290 of you! (gasps, and GLOMS) Thank you so much – you're the BEST!

WARNINGS: YAOI, AU, general weirdness, language, suggestive material, harshess overall… Ya know, the usual stuff in my fics. (grins cheekily)

DISCLAIMER: ME, OWN?! (howls with laughter) Oh man… See any pigs flying – no? Then I guess I still don't own a thing. (pouts) Rats!

Awkay, because I want to get this shipped out before I change my mind… (gulps nervously) Let's get started – I REALLY hope ya'll enjoy this!

Mozart's Kiss

TRACK 1 – The One Where I Met You

Naruto had never liked visiting the cemetery. Something about that place's atmosphere always gave him unnerving chills, made him feel like he'd been intruding. The hardest part, however, was visiting his parents' grave. Because no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't feel the way he should've.

How was he supposed to cry after people he'd never even met? How could he have missed something he'd never had?

It'd taken the first ten years of his life before he'd found a place to call home, before someone had actually accepted him. And although he knew it was wrong and unfair, he couldn't help feeling that these two had abandoned him to that life.

But still, as he placed a single rose to their grave, his eyes stung, and his throat was so choked that it was hard to speak. "Hey", he all but whispered, not knowing what to say; getting started was always the hardest part. He took a deep breath, lifting his gaze towards the sky. It'd rain soon. "I'm sorry I didn't come yesterday. I… I turned fifteen, and my friends had this surprise party for me." His breathing wheezed just a little bit, and it took a long moment before he got himself composed. "I… got a card from the oprhanage, too – I'm pretty sure Danzo didn't write it, though. They're hoping I have a good life now, or something like that." He grit his teeth, focusing on the practically unfamiliar names on the stone. "And… I do. I've got friends, Iruka looks after me, and I get to play my guitar. My grades are far from perfect, but…" He shrugged, speechless all of a sudden. The stinging of his eyes grew worse for a moment until it faded away. "I just… I was wondering if you guys wanted to know."

He was almost relieved to hear steps from behind him. Turning his gaze, he found Iruka stood subtly some steps away. "Are you ready to go?"

He nodded a bit more excitedly than he'd meant to. "Yeah." He blinked furiously, although he wasn't entirely sure why. "Let's get out of here, before I'll be late from work."

-

Watching Naruto go, Iruka fought back a sigh.

It'd taken years before Naruto had gotten over all the scars the years of loneliness and living without anyone caring about him had left. He could only imagine what kind of a struggle it'd been for the teen to learn to trust him, to get friends and try to settle into a normal life. But now, the blond seemed almost perfectly recovered – mostly, at least.

With another sigh, he took a glimpse towards the rose Naruto had all but thrown and abandoned to the grave. Just looking at the flower, he could almost sense the anger.

It hurt him to see Naruto repeat all the mistakes he'd once made, to see the teen struggle with the exact same turmoil he'd barely conquered.

Only then noticing that he hadn't been following, Naruto stopped and turned towards him with a frown. "What's wrong?"

It took a lot of him to create a smile. "Nothing – I was just… thinking about something." With that he started to move. "Now let's get going before you'll really be late."

In the end Naruto was late, almost fifteen minutes so. He panted heavily while bursting in through a café's backdoor, getting changed as he rushed on. It took a while before his breathing was normal enough to allow him to accompany Sakura, who was stood behind the counter.

He glanced around rather warily. "Jiraiya hasn't noticed I'm late, right?"

Sakura shook her head, appearing between amused and irritated. "Nope. He hooked up a customer again – I wouldn't expect him to appear before two."

He shuddered. That was a lot more information than he would've wanted.

He then gave the pinkette an apologetic look. "'Sorry you had to work alone. There was just… something I had to do."

She shrugged. "I'm used to it. Besides…" She grinned. "I've had entertainment."

He opened his mouth to ask, but before he got out another word something – or rather someone – sitting at the most distant table caught his attention.

It was a raven-haired, very much attractive boy he didn't recall ever seeing before. The teen seemed to be focused on some book, and he would've given a lot to know which book it was. Quite soon, however, his eyes locked to the violin case leaning against the teen's chair. His eyebrow bounced up.

Was this guy a musician, too? This was almost too perfect to be true.

He was shaken from his thoughts when Sakura spoke. "That guy's Sasuke Uchiha – I've heard that he's gone to a private school but starts in ours tomorrow. He plays a violin, and I've heard he's pretty damn good."

He couldn't help chuckling, nor could he keep himself from glancing towards Sasuke. "You should become a private detective."

Sakura stuck out her tongue at him, then pushed a full cup of coffee towards him with a sharp motion. "Black coffee and one sugar, nothing else – apparently he hates sweet stuff."

He stared at her with disbelief. "Are you setting me up?"

Sakura shrugged, pulling on her best innocent face. "I'd never do that, would I?" She then rolled her eyes, appearing exasperated. "Just give him the damn coffee, will you?"

He half-glared at his friend, and mouthed 'I hate you' to which she responded with her sweetest smile.

Something inside him screamed with warning when he took the coffee-cup the pinkette practically showed to his hands, but his head was buzzing with so many thoughts at one go that he didn't have the time to listen to reason. And much faster than he felt ready for it, he was on his way towards the raven.

He might've been able to complete his little mission successfully if fate hadn't chosen to abandon him once more. For when he was only steps away from Sasuke, his foot hit something wet on the floor and he slipped – sending the coffee flying on Sasuke in a mighty curve.

His eyes widened as he watched the disaster helplessly.

Oh shit…!

And then the coffee was all over Sasuke. The raven cursed under his breath, making far more people than Naruto would've liked look. Onyx, extremely irritated eyes found his, and he felt all breath disappear.

He could not lose this job. And that thought finally put some movement into him.

Snatching a rather huge pile of napkins from the nearest table, he rushed over to the still glaring raven, trying his best to fix the damage. "Oh man… I'm sorry, I'm so sorry – I honestly didn't mean to…!"

Sasuke groaned with annoyance, swatting his hand away. "Just leave, will you?"

He winced. "Hey, I said I'm sorry, didn't I? So don't be an ass about it."

Sasuke's eyes were still filled with extreme irritation, and the raven's mouth opened until the boy noticed something by the café's doorway. "Whatever." The raven all but slammed some money to the table. "Forget about the coffee." So saying the boy got up, then marched away and out of the café before he could get another word out.

He scoffed, at himself or Sasuke he didn't know. "That went smoothly."

-

Sakura found it hard to stiffle a laughter when Naruto walked up to her, looking ready to kill someone. "So… It didn't go as planned?"

The blond groaned. "That was the last time I'm letting you play matchmaker. He's all yours."

She shrugged. "I'm bi, but he's not my type. Besides, you two look like the perfect match."

Naruto let his moody expression do the talking while slumping heavily to a nearby chair, muttering something rather dark she couldn't make out.

Very slowly, a sly, knowing grin appeared to her face.

How about that. It looked like things were cooking up pretty nicely…

The next morning, Naruto was almost falling asleep in the school bus – listening to his friends Kiba and Shikamaru bickering about something he couldn't focus on – until the vehicle stopped all of a sudden.

Naruto felt his eyes widen a little when noticing Sasuke entering. He felt like wincing.

Great. This was was just what he needed…

And then the raven was stood before him with an unreadable expression. For some reason the first thing he noticed was that the Uchiha had his violin along again. "Move your ass, will you?"

He gave the boy a somewhat suspicious look. The Uchiha wasn't going to kill him or something, was he? "Why would you want to sit next to me?"

The raven nodded towards the back of the bus. Looking that way, he found five girls who were all but drooling while staring at the raven. "I'm not going to sit there. So move before I make you."

He made room slowly. "Fine. So long as you don't trash my guitar."

Sasuke gave his instrument, which was currently resting against his seat, a look. "Do you carry that thing everywhere?"

He shrugged. "Like you wouldn't carry around your violin."

When Sasuke arched an eyebrow at him, he felt like swallowing his tongue. He was starting to sound like a stalker, wasn't he?

Just then the bus braked without a warning – sending Sasuke flying directly to his arms. Out of instinct, or perhaps for some other reason he just couldn't understand yet, he wrapped his arms around the raven. His heart had never hammered the way it did then, and from the rush of blood he couldn't even hear how pretty much everyone in the bus burst into a laughter.

If looks could kill, he would've most definitely dropped dead the second Sasuke's dark eyes met his. "Let go of me, idiot."

It wasn't until then he noticed what he was doing. He didn't think he'd ever blushed as hard as he did when letting go like Sasuke had burned him and nearly pushing the boy away.

The raven's eyes were still narrowed at him when the boy took a step away, fists balled. "Don't ever touch me again, understood?"

He snorted, folding his arms. He couldn't understand why his skin tingled the way it did just then. "You seriously have some issues, don't you?" he barely managed to sputter.

There was no telling what might've happened if the bus hadn't stopped again just then. In a blink Sasuke had disappeared.

He didn't know how long he'd sat there – absolutely paralyzed – until his best friend Kiba walked up to him. There was a loudly speaking, amused look on the boy's face.

He gave his friend a threatening look. "Another word and I'll kick your sorry ass."

Kiba gave him a faked innocent look. "What? I haven't even said a thing."

Without saying a word they walked out of the bus, he all but sulking and Kiba holding back laughter. His skin didn't stop tingling until after two full hours.

By the time time the day's fifth lesson ended, Naruto was pleased to discover that pretty much everyone but Kiba had forgotten that morning's bus-incident.

He was walking towards math-class when all of a sudden, violin music floated to his ears. Someone was playing, and by the sound of it pretty well. One of his eyebrows immediately arched.

Naruto had always been a very curious person – it was a personality trait that'd led him into a huge trouble far more times than he could count. And once again he couldn't help himself.

His steps were surprisingly soundless while he made his way towards the melody, eventually entering music class. He blinked once, then twice more when finding that it was none other than Sasuke playing. The teen's eyes were closed with concentration and the boy's hand moved faster than he could keep up with. The notes came out so effortlessly and the music was so beautiful that he felt some shivers.

Naruto knew leaving would've been the most sensible thing to do. But for some reason his muscles just wouldn't move.

He hesitated for the longest time, wondering if he was intruding or disturbing something very private. But in the end his truest nature got the best of him, and he started to play the guitar he carried around everywhere. It'd never been easier to find the notes than it was then, although he didn't even know the song.

The mixture their instruments created was such that almost took his breath away with its power. Melodies blend together, filled the entire room with music that was like nothing he'd ever heard before.

It was… like this whole new melody had been waiting for ages to be released.

He didn't know how long they'd been playing when the music ended just as suddenly as it'd started. When he opened his eyes – unable to remember when he'd closed them – he found Sasuke glaring at him. "Is there any good reason why you're bothering my training session?" the raven all but hissed.

It took a while before he managed to overcome the affects of their music enough to bite back. "The last time I checked, this is a common space. So deal with it."

Sasuke released a rather loud, dangerous growl. "You really are annoying." With that as his judgement the teen put away his violin and started to march towards him to get to the door. "Just leave me alone, will you?"

For some reason his heart was racing while his blood boiled, making his cheeks heat up. "What the hell is your problem?"

The door slammed as Sasuke's final snarl.

Naruto's eyes narrowed as he looked at the closed door, and he all but hissed – boiled – with such rage no other human being had ever managed to trigger in him.

"Yo, Naruto?" Kiba's voice made him jump with startle. Turning around, he discovered that the boy had entered through the door that separated the music class from the one next to it. Judging by the brunet's expression, the boy had been calling him for quite some time. One eyebrow was arched at him. "Do you have fever or something? 'Cause you look like you'd finished a marathon."

He grit his teeth, shooting a one more glare at the innocent door Sasuke had walked through. "No", he growled. "I just met the most infuriating person in the entire universe."

Kiba had a questioning expression on his face, but apparently the boy knew better than the pry further. "Whatever." The brunet then motioned him to follow. "Now c'mon, the next class is about to start. Kakashi's gonna smash our asses if we're late again."

Still seething inside, he followed. Hard as he tried, he couldn't stop thinking about Sasuke for the rest of the day.

TBC, or…?

A/N: And there's our startout. Soooo… (gulps very, VERY nervously) What do ya guys say – is that worth getting another chapter, or should I shoot this one right down? As always, it's your call!

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