Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Masashi Kishimoto other characters in the series. I will have some characters in the story that belongs to me. I do not own the song "Car Underwater" That is owned by Armor for sleep.
Warning: Yaoi and shounen-ai.(boyXboy relationships) If you don't like, turn back now. Thank you. Don't steal this. This is mature just to let you know.
A/N: I wanted to see if this fic would actually work. I'm not stopping work on my other fics, I just wanted to see if this fic would gain attention and to test my skills as a writer.
Summary: Naruto Uzumaki is an single dad and up and coming rock star of the band Twisted Spiral. Life should be easy for him right? Well, you're wrong. There's a new band on the scene and they want Twisted Spiral gone. In a desperate move, their manager hires a producer/songwriter to help them out. What happens when the producer/songwriter turns out to be none other than Sasuke Uchiha, Naruto's old band mate. There's bad blood between them but what could be so wrong that hell breaks loose when they're together?
Title: Making Music With A Bastard.
Chapter 1: Meet The Band "Twisted Spiral"
Smoke rose from some of the patrons as they leaned back in their seats and waited for the host to appear on the stage. The club was packed this Friday night. Everybody near and far had shown up to hear one of the best bands in New York, play at the club. Club goers eyes moved around, waiting for the familiar owner to appear and announce the band.
"When are they going to announce them?" A redhead girl, sitting at the bar asked her friend. The brown haired friend turned her head and shrugged. She didn't care how long it took. As long as the band showed up, she was fine. Finally, the spot light narrowed, creating a bright circle on the black stage. Wearing a cream colored turtleneck sweater and black pants with cream colored loafers, the owner walked out from the left side of the stage and stood in the spotlight. The patrons looked up and breathed a sigh of relief. The show was going to start. The red velvet curtains ruffled a bit behind the host. Their eyes followed the slight movement. Wondering who or what could be doing the swishing. Leaning towards the microphone, the owner cleared his throat and began speaking.
"Yo, welcome to Nightshade. You know me, I'm Kakashi. The owner and your humble host." The owner was weird but you had to admit that he was handsome. His usual wild silver hair was covered with a hat that slid over his right eye. His mouth was also covered but you could hear him clearly through the turtleneck sweater fabric.
"Are you guys ready?!" The crowd cheered and Kakashi nodded in response. "Alright. Give it up for Twisted Spiral!" He moved away from the microphone and stepped away from the spot light. The room got dark and everyone held their breath. The curtains parted and four people stood on the stage. Lights suddenly lit up and unknown people were revealed.
On the right of the stage, stood a tall man with brown hair tied up in a pony tail. He wore slim jeans and a black t-shirt that said 'cloud watcher', his black vans scuffed the floor as he moved to get in a better standing position. His black and white bass guitar was slung low on his hips. The bass player was known as Nara Shikamaru. Shikamaru moved his brown eyes over the crowd briefly before turning his head back and looking at the drummer.
Getting comfortable, the drummer made sure his equipment was exactly in order before nodding to his band mate in assurance. The drummer fixed his clip microphone to his button up purple short sleeved shirt. His white sleeves were straighted as he picked up his sticks and looked them over. His light brown hair gleamed in the lights. Staring down at his faded blue jeans and his blue and white adidas, the drummer took a deep breath and sighed. The drummer was known as Akimichi Chouji.
Chouji smiled, his brown eyes filled with excitement and nodded to the guitarist that stood on the far left side of Shikamaru. The lead guitarist smiled in response. His shaggy dark brown haired moved as he turned his attention to the crowd. The red and black guitar on his hips was resting up against the lower part of his torso. It partly covered his red t-shirt and the upper part of his black jeans. His red and black nikes fit into his whole outfit. A wolfish grin crossed his face and the twin red triangles on his face moved and stretched with the action. The lead guitarist was called Inuzuka Kiba. Kiba turned his head to the vocalist that stood in the middle.
Wild shoulder length blond hair, blue sparkly eyes and a smirk on his face. The singer stood there gazing at the audience. His dark blue long sleeved shirt and faded blue jeans made him look casual but undoubtly sexy. He began tapping his blue vans against the stage floor, creating a small beat. Grabbing his blue and orange guitar, he slung it around his shoulders and hips and adjusted it to fit over his body. The smirk turned into a grin and six marks on his face, three on each side stretched, making him resemble some sort of fox. The singer was known as Uzumaki Naruto. Naruto looked at his band mates and mouthed out the words 'Are you ready?'. The group nodded and Naruto turned his attention back to the audience. Moving forward he spoke into the microphone in front of him.
"Hey! I'm so glad you all came!"
The crowd screamed in response. Obivously happy that they pleased the handsome lead singer and the band.
"Alright! Let's get started!" The blond moved back from the mic and got into his stance like the rest of the group. A smiled crossed his face briefly after the music began. One thought ran through his mind as he plucked his strings.
'I love doing this!'
The music came out soft as Kiba suddenly began playing riffs and Shikamaru kept the underlying beat with Chouji. Naruto played with Kiba, following the guitar sounds. Uzumaki moved back towards the mic and opened his mouth. The lyrics falling out of his mouth like water.
Believe the news, I'm gone for good.
Call off the search, no one will know that I'm down here
Believe the note I left for you
You can't turn back the clocks, you can't pull me up from here, so don't try
Kiba and Shikamaru moved to their mic and began singing as the chorus came up. Chouji played more fiercely as the music got stronger.
I'm in a car underwater with time to kill, thinking back I forgot to tell you this
I didn't care that you left and abandoned me, what hurts more is I would still die for you.
I'm in a car underwater with time to kill, thinking back I forgot to tell you this
I didn't care that you left and abandoned me, what hurts more is I would still die for you.
The music got slower once again as Naruto sang alone with Kiba backing him up at some parts. His body swayed to the music, almost like he was feeling every beat and note going through his body.
Make time slower, give me longer.
It's too late for me, no one will know that I'm down here.
And believe your dreams of me sinking
So far, below, you can't pull me up from here so don't try.
The group sang together again. Their voices mixing in perfect harmony.
In a car underwater with time to kill, thinking back I forgot to tell you this
I didn't care that you left and abandoned me, what hurts more is I would still die for you.
I'm in a car underwater with time to kill, thinking back I forgot to tell you this
I didn't care that you left and abandoned me, what hurts more is I would still die for you.
Naruto sang this part alone, while Shikamaru and Chouji focused on the music. Kiba sang in the background, repeating Naruto's word.
Leave it up to me. To burden you again.
This ones not your fault. Please forgive me.
Leave it up to me
(leave it up to me)
To burden you again
(To burden you again)
This ones not your fault. So forget, so forget, so forget me.
The blond raised his voice, almost screaming out the words. Kiba, Shikamaru, and Chouji raised their voices also. Screeching out the same words with the exact same passion as their singer.
Don't think back, don't think back of me at all.
Just let me go.
Don't think back, don't think back of me at all.
Just let me go.
Don't think back, don't think back of me at all.
(let me go)
Don't think back, don't think back of me at all.
(let me go)
Don't think back, don't think back of me at all.
Uzumaki had this part alone. Lowering his voice, he put the tone of the music back in a calm mood. Naruto closed his eyes and sang loud. Chouji's drumming making the small break in the song build up with Naruto's word in excitement.
I'm in a car underwater with time to kill, thinking back I forgot to tell you this
I didn't care that you left and abandoned me, what hurts more is I would still die for you.
The group connected again and sang this part of the chorus together.
I'm in a car underwater with time to kill, thinking back I forgot to tell you this
I didn't care that you left and abandoned me, what hurts more is I would still die for you.
The shaggy brunette and the blond finished the song together with grins on their faces. The drummer slammed his sticks making Nara keep up with the ending beats.
and I would still die for you
I would still die for you
and I would still die for you
I would still die for you
The song ended and Naruto finished the last sentence of the song by himself.
and I would still die for you...
The club erupted in screams and cheers. 'I love you and Twisted Spiral' were heard among the cries of happiness. Shikamaru yawned and scratched his head. Chouji smiled and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his sleeve. Kiba wore a huge cocky grin on his face while Naruto waved to the patrons in glee. The members of Twisted Spiral gathered at the front of the stage. They stood in a straight line and bowed. As they turned away to move off the stage, they heard their names.
"Naruto! Chouji!" A unknown female's voice cried out.
"Kiba! Shikamaru!" Another female's voice called out.
The boys continued leaving, despite having to grab Kiba and pushing him backstage. When they got to their dressing room, Kiba sat down in a black chair and frowned.
"That was groupies! Groupies dudes!" He crossed his arms and pouted. Shikamaru moved to the black leather couch and laid down face up. Closing his eyes and placing his arms behind his neck, he sighed.
"Kiba. Groupies can be whores. You might get something."
Chouji nodded, grabbing a bag of chips from the marble table in front of the couch. He moved to the black leather loveseat and sat down. "Shikamaru's right. Focus on the music not your coc..."
"Could we not speak about that. I would like to sleep tonight and not have dreams about Kiba's genitals." Naruto cut him off.
"Hmph, you know you would love to see it, Uzumaki." Inuzuka leaned back and flashed his wolf grin. The blond visibly shuddered while Chouji snickered and munched on his chips.
"Not even if I was dying and that was the cure." Naruto took a seat next to Chouji and grabbed a chip from the bag.
"Harsh." Shikamaru muttered from the couch. That small word cause the group to start laughing. Each of them, laughing to their hearts content. A knock on the door quieted the laughter as the guys turned their attention to it.
"Come in." Chouji said.
The door opened and Kakashi walked in with an happy expression on his face.
"You guys were great! I see fame and fortune hasn't corrupted you that much." He closed the door behind him and leaned against it.
Kiba chuckled. "What do you mean? We've always been corrupted." They all shared another laugh before Naruto asked a question.
"Where's Yukio?" He leaned against Chouji using the chubby boy as pillow. Kakashi rubbed his chin through the cotton fabric with his left hand before answering. "In the club. I think."
"What do you mean you 'think'?" Kiba snarled. The older man dropped his hand and shrugged. "He's probably with Iruka. Anyway I'm not suppose to keep track of your son." He crossed his arms and moved to sit on the arm rest next to Naruto. "Besides, Yukio's a big boy. He can take care of himself."
"What do you mean he can take care of himself?!! He's five! " The singer was cut off as the door flew open and the object of their worry rushed in the room with a wide smile on his face followed by two men who had an tired expressions on their faces.
"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" A small blur of red and blue ran towards the blond. Before Naruto could even prepare himself, the imp had launched himself towards the man. "Daddy! Catch me!" Due to five years of dealing with this type of behavior snapped Uzumaki out of his daze and allowed him to catch his airbourne son. Small thin arms wrapped around his neck while sandy brown hair tickled his chin. He breathed in, smelling something like kiwis and strawberries. The most precious thing in his life was now in his arms. His son.
"Hey there! Did you have fun, Yukio?" The little imp moved his head from his father's chest and looked at him with big blue eyes. While nodding, he answered. "Uh huh! Uncle 'Ruka let me draw!" Naruto nodded back with a smile. "He did. Well, where's it at?" Moving his head around to search for the unknown paper. Yukio giggled. "It's right here!" He lifted up his right hand which was clutching the paper tightly. The blond took the paper from his hand and looked at it. It was like every other five year old's drawing but it was always special to Naruto. A scraggly red house stood in the background with two trees standing next to it. Two semi stick figures stood off to the side, holding hands. Naruto could deduce that the taller stick figure with the yellow hair was him and the short brown haired figure was Yukio. It was just the two of them. One person was missing. Depressing thoughts began to cloud his mind. Despite it being five years, Naruto could not forget her. And he never would.
"Do you like it, Daddy?" A small voice broke him from seeing an image that began to develop in his mind. The blond smiled. "You know I do. I could never hate something you created." Yukio seemed happy at this words and wrapped his arms tighter around his father's neck. The six men watched in happiness as a father and son moment happened in front of them. Naruto finally turned his attention to his official babysitters. "Thank you so much for watching him, Iruka." The man that had arrived with Yukio, walked forward into the room. His tan skin amazingly glowed underneath the dressing room's lights. Dressed in a brown long sleeved v neck shirt and black slacks with brown loafers, Iruka smiled. A thin scar that crossed across his nose slightly crinkled with the smile, making look him adorable even with that disfiguring scar. "That's all right Naruto. You know how I love taking care of Yukio-kun." His brown hair tied up in a pony tail moved with his head while nodded.
"What about me? I watched him too." Uzumaki looked at the man that had also come in behind Yukio. The man stood against the doorframe, his tall and lean body using it as crutch. Red-gold hair covered the man right eye, giving him a mysterious look. A stormy pair of blue eyes watched the two in indifference. His long black trench coat brush the floor as his armani suit stayed perfectly crisp inside. Expensive Italian made shoes clicked along the ground as the man made his way to the father and son. Naruto sighed. "Fine. Thank you, Kyu. Say thank you to Uncle Kyu, Yukie." The little boy turned his head from his father's chest and smiled. "Thank you, Uncle Kyu!"
Kyu leaned forward and smiled. "You're welcome, Yukio." He patted the sandy haired boy on his head in affection. Kyu straighten up and coughed. Everybody in the room tensed except Yukio, Iruka, and Kakashi. Everytime Kyu coughed it always meant something bad.
"What is it now, Kyu?" Shikamaru lifted his head from the couch and sat up. The band turned their attention to the sharply dressed man. Kyu coughed into his hand and smiled. "We have a small problem, but don't worry its nothing of importance." The room stayed silent until the sound of a bag being crumpled broke it. "What is the problem, Kyu?" Chouji shot the rumpled bag in the garbage and turned his attention to Kyu. The well dressed man sighed before speaking.
"There's a new band out there."
"So?" Naruto hugged his son closer, using the boy as a comfort. Kyu sighed again. "They're getting a lot press. People are saying that their better than you. It's causing problems for our ticket sales." Kiba stood up and point a finger at the man. "We don't make music for money, we do it because its our passion and as our manager you should know better." Kyu let out an snort. "And as your manager and Naruto's older brother, I realize that I want us to stay on top and I won't let some piss ant rookie band come and push us around." Iruka moved towards the older Uzumaki, rubbing his right hand on Kyu's arm. "Relax Kyu, don't use words like that around Yukio." The red-gold haired man nodded and turned his attention to the blond in front of him. Silent words ran between them. The younger of the two, nodded. "So what do we do, great one." A smirk crossed Naruto's face as he stared at his older brother.
"I've hired someone to help with our new album." A grinned ran across his face. For some reason, Naruto didn't like that smile on Kyu's face. "Who?" Inuzuka asked, sitting down once again. The older Uzumaki walked away with the smile still planted on his face. He lifted his left hand up and call out over his shoulder. "Don't worry about that. Just meet me here tomorrow around ten." The group stared after their manager in awe. "Why did we hire him again?" Shikamaru asked. The group just shrugged, not remembering how Naruto's brother became manager.
"Well, its time for a certain little one to go to bed." Iruka turned his attention to the small boy in the blond's arms. "No, I don't wanna go sleep, Uncle Ruka. Daddy tell Uncle 'Ruka, I don't need to go to sleep." Naruto just laughed as he walked out the door with a protesting Yukio. Chouji, Kiba, and Shikamaru walked behind the pair with small smiles on their faces. Kakashi and Iruka shook their heads before following the group towards the front doors.
Shikamaru stopped and turned to face the pair behind the group. "We'll leave the equipment here tonight and have someone pick it up tomorrow when we come for the meeting." Kakashi nodded and smiled. "Knew you would, you lazy bastard." Everyone laughed except Iruka and Naruto, who complained that Yukio was going to learn bad words from these small conversations. "Goodnight Uncle Ruka. Goodnight Uncle Kashi." Yukio waved to the pair that stood by the club doors waving at him. They walked towards their car through the parking lot. The sandy haired boy snuggled into his father's arms and laid his head on his shoulders. A small content sigh came out Yukio's mouth apparently he enjoyed the warmth coming from the older man. Uzumaki turned his head slightly and smiled as he saw the boy who was protesting about bedtimes a minute ago fast asleep.
"He goes out like an light, doesn't he?" Chouji asked as he opened the suv's car door for Naruto. The blond nodded as he placed the sleeping boy in his car seat and buckled him in. Naruto and Chouji sat together with Yukio between them, Shikamaru sat in the driver's seat and Kiba sat next to him. They drove out of the parking lot in silence. "Hey Naruto?" Kiba called from the front passenger seat. "Yeah?"
"Do you think your brother is serious about this? I mean, he hired someone to help us." Naruto nodded and turned his head to look out the window, effectively ending the conversation. He wasn't sure what Kyu was doing but he knew Kyu had their best interest at hand. But the blond knew that even if he ended up becoming a washout rock star, he still had the most important person in his life with him. Still there was a nagging feeling at the back of his head. Something just felt wrong. Kyu's smile was wrong. There was too many "something's-wrong-and-Kyu-knows-what-it-but-won't-tell". The blue eyed man shook his head and turned his attention to his resting son. Yukio was so beautiful, he almost...
'Looks like her. He was there when she...'
Naruto swallowed the lump in his throat there was no point in thinking about her or him. Both were gone and that was it. He still had a precious person and that was Yukio. Leaning his head against the seat, Uzumaki closed his eyes and drifted off. His facial expression showed peacefulness that his band mates were glad he attain, but in his mind images of a woman and a man floated through. The pictures taunted him, showing the fact that the two people were now only images in his mind. Shikamaru, Kiba, and Chouji were each trapped in their own thoughts. Unaware of the inner struggle their lead singer was going through.
TBC...
MBG: I just wanna see if this fic would be any good. I repeat I will not be stopping or forgetting my other fics. I just wanna see if this fic will get many reviews and test my skills. So review and tell me what you think.