WE BE DREAMERS
Already Over
Dinner time was always quiet at the Uchiha household. Perhaps it was because they weren't allowed to talk during meal times. Or maybe it was because they had nothing to talk about. "Itachi," Sasuke said, breaking the silence. "Pass the salt."
Itachi had a thoughtful expression on his face, almost as if he was... daydreaming. He didn't seem to have heard Sasuke. "Itachi! Will you please pass the salt?" Sasuke demanded a little louder. Still no response. "ITACHI! WILL YOU JUST GIVE ME THE FRIGGIN' SALT!"
Sasuke's mother's eyes widened, his father choked on his food, Itachi turned to Sasuke and asked, "What? could you please repeat?" Sasuke lifted a shaking finger and pointed towards the salt. "Oh!" Exclaimed Itachi. "Why didn't you say so sooner?" Sasuke screamed with frustration and ran out of the dining room.
"I-Itachi dear?" asked his mother nervously. "When did Sasuke learn that word?" Itachi shrugged. "I sure as hell didn't teach him." His father slammed his fist down on the table, causing water to spill. "This is an outrage Itachi! Your brother has been hanging around those disgraceful friends of yours!"
Itachi got out of his chair. "They are not disgraceful!" He yelled back. "And Sasuke's just eight! Leave him alone! Stop trying to make him a brainless robot!" With that he ran out towards his room and slammed the door.
Itachi was always a dreamer. He believed in the right to choose your own future. Being the older one his father always put pressure on him to be better than the rest so one day he could inherit his company. It was always grades grades grades. Itachi shook with anger.
One day, when he was six years old and already fed up with his family, he ran into three people named Kisame, Deidara, and Sasori and became really good friends with them. He found out that with them he could be himself. And that made him happy. But of course his father didn't approve of them. "They're not our kind of people, you shouldn't mix with them." He used to say.
Itachi looked longingly at his guitar, hidden under his bed. How much he wanted to play it but no one knew that he could. No one except his friends. He grabbed it and jumped out the window. (Itachi was acrophobic so he lived on the ground floor of the large mansion.)
He ran out of the mansion to the secret hideout where his friends were waiting for him. They were waiting to practice. You see, one of the reasons Itachi became such good friends with Kisame, Deidara, and Sasori was because they all shared a common dream, and that was to become rock stars one day.
Itachi heard music as he came closer and closer to the hideout. "Look who finally decided to show up!" Deidara drawled. "Can it, Dei." Itachi snapped back carefully taking his guitar out of it's case. "Family trouble?" Asked Kisame. Itachi nodded. "Well it's nothing a little music can't cure. Let's practice!" Kisame went over to his keyboard(s) and looked around expectantly. "Oh come on Deidara, get that lazy butt of yours of that couch and to those drums of yours. (At least you can sit while playing, unlike the rest of us.)" He turned to Itachi and Sasori who already had their guitars ready to practice. "Itachi, you ready?" Itachi nodded and screamed, "Two, three, four, GO!"
Already Over (RED)
You never go
You're always here (suffocating me)
Under my skin
I cannot run away
Fading Slowly
I'd give it all to you
Letting go of me
Reaching as I fall
I know it's already over now
Nothing left to lose
Loving you again
I know it's already over
Already over N–
Itachi abruptly stopped. Kisame went off-key, Sasori tripped over his his amp's wires, and Deidara's eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head. "It's a good thing we're still thirteen." Sasori mumbled. "We have lots of time to practice." He looked at his three friends and grinned. "Don't just stand there!" He jabbered when they didn't move. "Aren't you going to help me out of this? I might be seriously injured you know!"
Itachi had so much fun practicing with his friends that he lost track of time. They kept on practicing late into the night, not giving up until they mastered the song perfectly. Finally, after quite a few stumbles, they got it. "Good night Itachi!" babbled Deidara. "Good night Kisame! Good night Sasori! See ya tomorrow!" Itachi, Sasori, and Kisame looked at each other and started cracking up. Deidara had no idea what he was saying because he was way too sleepy! "Bye guys," grinned Itachi. He quickly, yet reluctantly, made his way back home.
Itachi jumped up the window, slipped his guitar carefully under his bed, and sighed with relief. Yet another night without anyone noticing him gone. He lay down on his bed and closed his eyes. He had school tomorrow. He wondered if he was going to be able to wake up with the alarm. Who cares? He thought. I'll worry about that when the time comes. And he slowly drifted off to sleep...
Itachi's eyes flung open as he heard the alarm ringing loud and shrill. How long did I sleep? He wondered. Ten minutes? Three hours. Groaning, he got out of bed and got ready. On the way to breakfast he passed Sasuke's room. "You're so lucky Sasuke." he whispered into the door. "School for you doesn't start so early." Suddenly the door opened and Sasuke walked out drowsily. "What are you doing here?" he mumbled sleepily. "Shouldn't you be downstairs?" Itachi looked down at his little second grader brother and fled.
On the bus Itachi sank in next to Sasori on the seat. (Yes, they were on the same bus.) "You look exhausted!" he cackled, looking at Itachi's face. "So do you." hissed Itachi. "At least we got Already Over done, even though it was the easiest song." Sasori nodded. Then groaned.
"What?"
"I have a math test today which I totally forgot about. If I get an F my grandma will kill me!"
"Wow, I didn't know granny Chiyo had that in her. I always thought she was the nice old lady who always baked cookies for us."
"Well, you don't live with her. But at least I get those awesome cookies way more than you, Deidara, or Kisame does. Oh look, I can see school!"
"Sasori, did you study for the math test?" asked Kisame. Sasori groaned again. "Don't remind me. Please." Kisame shrugged and walked over to his locker. Sasori and Itachi followed. "Where's Dei?" Itachi asked, looking around him. "Probably still snoring in his bed," grumbled Sasori, obviously in a bad mood (because of his test). "He might not show up until the middle of first period you know." Kisame suggested. The bell rang signaling homeroom. "Bye guys. I'll see you at math Sasori." And he walked off. "Come on Itachi. We'll be late." Sasori muttered dragging Itachi to homeroom.
It turned out Deidara didn't show up till the middle of second period. Which for him happened to be art. "Gosh Deidara," cackled Kisame. "You really overslept that much?" Deidara who was working on his clay bird shook his head. "I can't tell you what I was doing till Snack. I need all of you guys with me. Your bird looks like shit, Kisame." Kisame looked at his clay bird. It looked absolutely fine to him. He had just finished molding it's head. "Well yours looks like crap Deidara." They both started debating over who's bird was better until their teacher gave them a dirty look. Finally the bell rang signaling Snack. "Kisame, you meet up with Sasori and Itachi. I have to go to my locker." He put his clay bird on the drying rack and ran out.
"So, what did he say?" Asked Sasori feeling puzzled. Kisame sighed and repeated, "Deidara was up to something all morning, that's why he was so late. He told me he wouldn't say why until Snack, which is now. Oh look there he is." Deidara walked up to the spot where the three of them were sitting, by the school monument of the Hokage, and slammed a piece of paper in front of then saying, "Am I a genius or what?"
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Hi guys! This is my second story ever! So, what do you think? Is it good, bad, or horrible? Heh Heh Heh... yeah. Tell me what you think in your reviews, OKAY? If you review, I'll be your best friend! :D Oh yeah, thanks for reading it! And I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything else with it until the 28th of July... I'm going on holiday. :D Recommended: Glass Slipper by Ditzy Ballerina.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Naruto. Masashi Kishimoto (the awesome) does.
