Omg, im having so much fun writing this! lol Hence the two chapters i have wrote in one day, get me :P
Anyways, thought i'd be nice and post this one today. next one will probably be tomorrow or the next day at the latest!
Onwards!
Naruto looked as if he was about to pass out, Tsunade was looking at him as if she was calculating his murder. He sighed in relief when her eyes passed over him and landed on no other than…
"Kiba."
Kiba just stared at her, why did he have to go first!? 'Stupid Hokage, damn her, thinking she's all high and mighty-'
His inner ranting was cut of by the other three leaving the stage with relieved looks upon their faces and sat next to the kunoichi. Tsunade looked at him expectantly, as if waiting for him to break out in song like you see in the musicals.
"U-uh, I can't sing?"
Tsunade's response was a simple cracking of the knuckles and a glare that could freeze hell over.
"W-what am I, uh, meant to sing?"
Damnit, he was getting like Hinata used to be, he could feel his hands almost breaking as he applied more pressure on them in his grip, trying to ease his nerves.
"How about 'who let the dogs out'!"
'Haha Naruto, that idiot is so gonna get it.' His thoughts were interrupted by laughter, coming from … everyone, even the ice-blocks! 'For Kami's sake' Poor Kiba was not a happy… Puppy. (A:N You can't exactly call him a happy bunny now can you?)
Once she noted that everyone had regained their composure, Tsunade smiled at Kiba; sending shivers through said boy's spine.
"Kurenai."
He was meant to sing Kurenai? What the hell is that? It finally clicked when he noticed a poof of smoke to the left of Tsunade's seat. 'Don't tell me I have to sing in front of Kurenai-sensei too!' Kiba was close to tears, first he had been told he was going first, now he had to sing in front of his sensei as well!
"Hai, Tsunade-sama."
Kurenai was grinning from ear to ear, in a Anko-like style. Her left hand on her hip as she noted the shinobi present, right hand occupied with many sheets of paper.
"Have you got a song that would suit Kiba here?"
Kiba gulped. Great, just great. She was going to give him some lame ass song to sing in front of his friends, joy!
"Hmm, I'm sure I do somewhere."
Having said that Kurenai sat down next to Tsunade, riffling through the mass of papers she had brought with her. Kurenai leant over and whispered something in Tsunade ear, seeing this Kiba started to sweat; he just wanted to get this over and done with. Tsunade shook her head gently, obviously disagreeing with Kurenai's song choice; causing Kurenai to go back to her pile of papers and continue her search.
Kurenai smiled as she looked at her next choice, nodding slightly as if congratulating herself, she leant forward to Tsunade once more. Tsunade smiled slightly in response to her idea, nodding and clearing her throat; she took the piece of paper and stood. Waving Kiba over to the edge of the stage she handed him the sheet of paper, ignoring his confused face she sat back down.
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"Setsuko!"
Another cloud of smoke billowed out, this time from the edge of the stage. After the smoke had cleared a tall woman could be seen, holding several small hand drums under her arms with a small smile on her face. Peering over Kiba's shoulder to see what song he would be singing, she resigned herself to a small stool near the stage exit.
"Can you give him a simple beat please, Setsuko?"
Nodding, the woman began to beat the drums rhythmically. Her eyes closed gently as she seemed to get lost in the music. Tsunade nodded and crosser one long leg other the other, waiting patiently.
"You will carry on singing till I either tell you to stop, or you reach the end of the song."
Kiba glanced between Setsuko, Tsunade and Kurenai, was he meant so sing… now?
Gulping audibly, he looked at the sheet of paper in his hand. Reading the lyrics he recognised the song, blinking several times he opened his mouth; only to have no sound come out.
"In your own time, Kiba."
Tsunade's foot moved to the beat of the drum as she waited patiently for Kiba to start singing. Kiba cleared his throat as he made up his mind, the quicker her did this the quicker he could go home. His foot moved gently to the beat as he mentally prepared himself to start. Taking in a deep breath, he lowered his eyes to the page in front of him and began singing, quietly.
Do you know what it feels like loving someone that's in a rush to throw you away.
Do
you know what it feels like to be the last one to know the lock on
the door has changed.
As Kiba looked up from the paper in his hand, he realised that everyone was listening intently for him to continue – no laughing or smirks. Taking another deep breath he continued, only this time with his eyes closed since he already knew the lyrics.
If
birds flying south is a sign of changes
At least you can predict
this every year.
Love, you never know the minute it ends
suddenly
I can't get it to speak
Maybe finding all the things
it took to save us
I could fix the pain that bleeds inside of
me
Look in your eyes to see something about me
I'm standing
on the edge and I don't know what else to give.
Kiba's hand found it's way to his stomach where it rested as he continued to song, eyes still closed as his foot tapped the hard wooden floor.
Do you
know what it feels like loving someone that's in a rush to throw
you away.
Do you know what it feels like to be the last one to
know the lock on the door has changed.
How can I love you
How can I love you
How can I love you
How can I love you . . . .
Tsunade raised an eyebrow; she hadn't expected him to be this good. She admitted she would most probably have to coach them in using their chakra to smooth their voices as so many singers did nowadays. She didn't expect Kiba knew how to do that already, his voice was natural. Now she was excited to hear the rest, she just hoped they were as good; coaching people on using chakra to smooth out their voices was tough and a lot of hard work for both the teacher and the student. Tsunade relaxed her raised eyebrow as Kiba continued his song; she noticed that he seemed to be really getting in to the music. It seemed as though he had lost himself, forgetting that she, his sensei and his friends were watching.
If you just don't talk to me, babe.
I flow through my act
The question is she
needed
And decide all the man I can ever be.
Looking at the
last 3 years like I did,
I could never see us ending like
this.
Seeing your face no more on my pillow
Is a scene that's
never happened to me.
But after this episode I don't see, you
could never tell the next thing life could be
Do you know what
it feels like loving someone that's in a rush to throw you away.
Do
you know what it feels like to be the last one to know the lock on
the door has changed.
Do you know what it feels like loving
someone that's in a rush to throw you away.
Do you know what it
feels like to be the last one to know the lock on the door has
changed.
Do you know,
Do you know,
Do you know,
Do
you know what it feels like loving someone that's in a rush to
throw you away.
Do you know what it feels like to be the last one
to know the lock on the door has changed.
As Kiba finished, he opened his eyes in shock. He was getting applauded by everyone in the large room, not only that; he was surprised at himself. He had completely forgotten that he was standing in front of his friends and even the Hokage. As the applause died down, Tsunade cleared her throat; a smile evident on her face.
"Well, you certainly surprised us Kiba. You can sit back down now."
A red-faced Kiba all but ran to a seat behind the rest, slouching in the chair as if hiding. The girls all turned around with smiles and shocked eyes, Kiba looked up; ready for jokes.
"That was really good Kiba-kun!"
Hinata's smile helped lift his spirit as he returned her smile and muttered a thanks.
"Yeh that was great Kiba!"
Sakura's smile spread wider as she complimented him, both Tenten and Ino who sat besides, her nodding in agreement with her statement. Kiba once again muttered thanks as he sat up straighter in the rickety chair. Everybody turned their attention back to Tsunade as she announced who would be next.
"Sasuke, your up."
"Hn."
Sasuke stood up slowly, muttering obscene curses under his breath as he made his way to the small stage. Tsunade looked at Kurenai, prompting her to start searching for a song that would suit Sasuke. As Sasuke stood impatiently with his hands in his pockets, the girls were talking in hushed voices.
"You think Sasuke's gonna be any good?"
Tenten didn't think that Kiba could sound that good, but she was proved wrong.
"Of course, I mean his voice is pretty low and it sounds nice."
That response obviously came from no other than Sasuke's girlfriend, Sakura. Though she was in love with the boy, she had said the truth – she loved his voice, so hopefully his singing voice would be just as good.
"Probably. Heh, I can't wait for Neji – that should be good."
Tenten snickered, but tried to look innocent when Neji glared softly in her direction having heard her. Tenten smiled innocently, Causing Neji to blush lightly and focus his attention back on Naruto who was still complaining.
"I don't wanna sing! Especially in front of the girls!"
Shikamaru sighed for what seemed like the thousandth (A:N my computer didn't say that thousandth was a spelling mistake.. it looks really weird lol) time that day, turning slightly to smack Naruto upside the head while responding to his consistent whining.
"Will you shut up you troublesome baka, moaning about it isn't gonna get you out of it. Now shut up, it looks like they've found a song for Sasuke."
Having said that Shikamaru turned towards Kurenai as she showed a piece of paper to Tsunade, who was wearing a rather creepy smirk upon her face.
Tsunade nodded at Kurenai with the insane smirk still present, sitting back with her arms crossed she awaited the show apprehensively. (A:N Did that make... any sense?)
Once Sasuke had the paper in hand, he looked at it questionably, holding it like it was an exploding tag. As he read the first few lines, a single eyebrow raised as he raised his head to glare at Tsunade. Setsuko peered over Sasuke's tall shoulder, smiling slightly she returned to her drums and sat down. As she rolled her shoulders to get herself more comfortable Sasuke was still in a glaring contest with Tsunade, obviously not liking the song chosen for him.
-
He had to sing…
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The emo song.
Ok, so he didn't, but that would have been funny, no?
Sasuke sighed as he gave up glaring at the Hokage, knowing she was one of the few people who could out-glare him. (A:N Out-glare? Wtf?)
He cleared his throat as Setsuko sat with her arms crossed, since this song wasn't suited to a drum beat – Sasuke would be singing it all by himself with no instrumental help.
Sasuke opened his mouth slightly as he took a deep breath.
-
"Do I really have to do this?"
"YES!"
Sasuke cringed slightly at the small crowds out burst, sighing to himself and cursing anybody and anything he mentally could he opened his mouth to draw in another deep breath ready to sing his first note, all the while watching everybody's facial expressions to see who he would have to brutally torture and/or paralyze later.
Muhaha, poor Kiba having to go first. Sorry about any spelling mistakes etc.
Oh and sorry for the wierd song choice for Kiba, the only song i could think of for him was who let the dogs out. lol
Sasuke's will make more sense, don't worry!
No offense to Emo's btw :D I love you all, especially the guys with their tight jeans .. Yum. And the hair, omg (LOVE)
(Ahem) Anyways, hope you enjoyed - please review!
Out.
Update, haha i forgot to put the name of the song! Enrique Iglesias - Do you know (The ping pong song)
P.s. I don't own the song nor Naruto! obviously.