A/N: I'm not sure how far this story will go, but I got the idea in a wonderful dream. I love my subconscious brain (:
I do not own the Naruto characters in this story.
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I sucked in a deep breath as I sat in my classroom. *Why did I pick Choir for the second time this year? I'm just going to freak out on my solo again like last time…* I thought as I let out a second nervous sigh. I eyed the teacher as he finally walked in the classroom. He had a devilish smile on his face.
"Good morning Guy-sensei!" He gave us a cheery hello in reply, and clapped his hands for our attention.
"Now listen up! I got a youthful idea for the final solo this semester!" I perked up hopefully at the sound of that.
"What is that?" I rubbed my ear mentally from the screechy voice of Ino sitting next to me; I chose to tune her out as she began to start a quiet conversation with the person next to her. I rolled my eyes and looked at the teacher.
"Since there are mostly freshman in this class, and the upper classman equal the amount of freshman together, I have a plan that will prove their youth!" We stayed silent, waiting for him to continue.
"The upper classman are to choose one freshman to teach three songs to! You will then sing them together for the final! Isn't that youthful!? " Most of the upperclassman let out a moan but got up to search for someone.
I looked down nervously, knowing that they weren't going to pick 'Freak-Out Hina' to sing the final with. I began to awkwardly put my books into my bags. *Curse my freshman ways!* I thought loudly to myself as I eeped at a presence next to me.
I looked up to see none other than Itachi Uchiha looking down at me. He was said to be an even worse player than his younger brother Sasuke, who was in the same grade as me. I let out a gulp as I looked at the senior in front of me.
"H-hello Itachi." I stuttered as I calmed myself down. I looked around the classroom to see that every other freshman had a partner. I looked up at Itachi. "It s-seems that you're s-stuck with me…" The senior nodded his head and took out three song sheets and handed them to me. I narrowed my eyes at them.
"Was this your idea?"
"Hn." He replied with a nod. I rolled my eyes at him and was pulled up out of my seat.
"Let's practice away from the others." I nodded my head at the older Uchiha and looked down at the first song we were going to sing. Breakeven- The Script.
I looked at the stoic in front of me. "D-do you like this s-song?" He shook his head no; I narrowed my eyes at him. "Why'd you pick it then?" He hn'd and looked away. *This is one of my favorite songs. He couldn't have possibly known that.* I sighed and moved the piece of sheet music to the side to look at the next. My face turned slightly red.
Born for This- Paramore. "D-do you like P-Paramore then?" I saw him hesitate but he slightly nodded his head yes. I did too. "Cool." I looked down again to flip to the next cluster of sheet music.
Ghost of you- Good Charlotte. *He must like this song* I thought, eyeing the senior in front of me. I didn't realize he had taken me into the furthest practice room until the door was closed behind me.
"We're starting with Breakeven. Take out the music, I want to hear first." I nodded and closed my eyes with determination. I let out a nervous sigh, and focused on the words on the paper, and the music in my head.
"I'm still alive but I'm barely b-breathin'." I opened my eyes to catch a skeptical look from the Uchiha. I paused for a moment.
"Continue." I gulped but complied, turning red anyway.
"J-just pray to a god I don't believe in." My voice cracked at the silence in the room.
"Hold your breath steady." I sent a glare at the Uchiha, but tried to continue.
"'Cuz I got time and I got freedom. 'Cuz when a heart breaks, it don't break even." The Uchiha nodded in approval.
"Good. Next song." I let out a sigh and grabbed Born for This out of the small pile. I looked up at Itachi, the blush still evident on my face.
He nodded for me to continue, I let out a sigh.
"Oh no, I just keep on falling."
"Make your pitch higher." I glared at him.
"And where's hope, when misery comes crawling?" He nodded a good job and I continued.
"With your faith, you'll trigger a landside." I got ready for the chorus.
"Good, last song." I let out a sigh and got the last one.
"Ghost of You…" I muttered, slightly annoyed.
"I will wait until the end, when the p-pendulum will swing back to the darker side of our hearts bleeding." Itachi nodded in approval; hopefully I had the pitch right this time.
"I will save this empty space, next to me like it's a grave, where I lay for a place for us to sleep…" I paused so I could flip the page; I looked up to catch a ghost of a smirk from Itachi.
"Eternally together." I sang from the second page, Itachi signaled me to stop then. I obeyed tiredly and sat down with a nervous huff, the blush finally leaving my face.
"Do we have anything to work on as a g-group?" I questioned, looking up at Itachi. He nodded.
"Yes Hinata-chan, we have a lot." My eyes widened not only at the usage of my name but as well as the fact that we had issues, I blushed and looked down.
"I'll try, s-since it's obviously b-because of my over nervousness and lack of pitch." He nodded in approval. Everyone knows that Itachi had gotten the singer of the year every year since he was a freshman, much to his families dislike. "And h-how did you know my name?" I questioned as he started fixing my sheet music for the heck of it, he looked up at me.
"Everyone knows you, Freak-Out Hina." I blushed a deep red, and attempted to rush out the door, but he blocked me.
"I was just kidding; you were great on your final. The Juniors just don't know how to act." I nodded my head, refusing to look him in the eye, knowing they would trap me in the trance that he traps many other girls' in.
"If I just ignored them, I would have been fine." I mumbled stubbornly, looking longingly at the door. He moved his face in front of mine quickly.
*Shit. I'm trapped.* I thought in my head as I looked into his eyes, feeling myself losing sight of my conscious mind and into a dream state. I shook my head, releasing me from the trance, and looked at him. I blushed when he realized I was staring with my mouth open to ask him something. "Are we d-doing this again?"
"Every day before school." I nodded in approval. "7 o'clock AM sharp. Don't be late."
I looked back at Itachi as I walked out, giving him a nod showing him I understood.
-The Next Week-
"S-sorry Itachi-san!" I yelled as I ran into our rehearsal room, I looked at the clock. 7:01. I looked at Itachi, scared of the punishment for being a minute late.
He turned his head from the music on the piano and look at me. "It's alright Hina-chan, it was just a minute." I stared at him with a raised eyebrow.
"What's up with you?" He shook his head and looked at the piano sadly. I let out a sigh and propped myself on the seat next to him.
"You k-know you can tell me. I-I have no friends!" He let out a ghost of a chuckle.
"Just annoyed." I looked at him curiously, he sighed. "I have this party I have to go to, it's after school on Friday, so I'm going to have to cancel our rehearsal for that day." I nodded, understanding.
"It's a-alright, you have p-priorities to live up to! You can't h-hang out with me all the t-time!" He let out a second sigh.
"Yeah, but I would much rather get the practice done and then go." He looked at me with doubt.
"W-we'll be fine! We've worked all w-week before and after school to get this done. The M-Midnight Ball isn't for another two weeks. We have p-plenty of time!" He nodded at me uncertainly.
"Whatever you say, Hina-chan." I looked at him with a blush.
"I'll start c-calling you Ita-kun if you don't s-stop!" He chuckled at me, but held up his hands in surrender, causing me to turn even more red. I smiled at him, and stood up. "Alright! Let's get practice over with!"
Okay, for the past week we've been practicing, we quickly upgraded to the music accompanying us, and I only have to glance at the lyrics from time to time. But, how we see each other has changed too. We are not acquaintances anymore, were close friends. We tell each other the things we don't want to say in public, but that's mostly him, since I don't really talk to people anymore.
I air guitared on the beginning guitar part of Born for This for fun, but began singing when needed. Itachi finally began to sing with me, he didn't start until three days of practice was done. He has an amazing voice, though he dislikes talking. But when you open his shell, he is the biggest chatter box. I smiled at him as he sang with me, focusing on the words of this song. The song eventually finished.
We stared at each other for a little bit, our faces slowly closing in, until I looked away and at the radio with the burnt CD in it. The last song began to play and I began to sing when I needed to. Itachi eventually joined in when he was finished listening to me. We joined each other in the chorus and we locked eyes. We stayed like that for the rest of the song. When the song finished, a comfortable silence filled the air around us. We closed in slowly, our faces inches apart. I smiled at him, and he smiled back, I felt a small blush creep onto my face.
"Hinata, I have to tell you something."
"W-what's-"
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks, you better ru-
I flipped open my phone and pressed it to my ear.
"Yes f-father?"
"Are you at school?" I let out a sigh.
"Why w-wouldn't I be?"
"… Don't be a smart ass with me missy!" I rolled my eyes and then blushed at Itachi's smirking form.
"I'm sorry f-father, but I have to go. L-love you!" I hung up the phone quickly, looking at a now calming down Itachi. He raised an eyebrow at me.
"Shut up. I used to skip school all the time. B-bullies." He made an 'o' face and then looked away awkwardly. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my stuff.
"We should go into the c-classroom before everyone shows up; I don't feel like being th-threatened today." Itachi chuckled but complied. I smirked and walked out of the room, ready for Guy Sensei to tell us what's going on.
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Sorry for the OOCness! But he's gonna be like that till about chapter 3, I just want to give you the feel of what Hinita feels, and hopefully you like?
Morning/afternoon/night to you!
Chao.