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Author's Note: I decided I was going to continue using this challenge for writer's block, something that I seem to be having a lot of.
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"Only left-handed people are in their right mind."-My brother
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Simple Plan—Grow Up
How many times would people call him immature? But the only people that Naruto had seen be mature were so serious, so unsmiling. How could anyone ever want to be like that? He'd once told Jiraiya that he'd rather be a fool forever than become the image of an intelligent shinobi. He made a similar decision now. He'd rather act like a kid forever than become those serious people that were everywhere in the Hokage Tower.
He'd gotten tired of hearing the Kyuubi comments after all. Shouldn't these be the same?
Pretty Women-Sweeny Todd Soundtrack
No one in Konoha could deny that there were indeed many beauties in the village. There were the plain-looking ones, like Tenten, even with her skill with sharp objects and then there were the exotic ones—like Sakura with her oddly colored hair and Hinata with her pale irises. They all had their talents, their incredible talents that were each so distinct that no one could ever confuse one for another.
The boys knew the girls' small quirks. Kiba knew how Hinata preferred coffee over tea and that she liked her coffee with a lot of cream, and some sugar. Shikamaru knew that Ino would tire of the potted plants of the flower store and liked the wilder ones that grew everywhere. Sakura had put vases and pots of flowers in the hospital rooms to brighten them up, although she'd been careful not to leave a single rose in any of them. Lee and Neji had been told by Tenten that she didn't much like to hang out with the other girls. She much preferred their familiar company instead.
Pretty Girl(The Way)-Sugarcult
Sasuke watched as the cyan orbs grew wide. He knew that the blonde didn't believe what he'd just said and that his words had torn the already fragile heart to pieces. Naruto never showed the pain though. He always smiled and stayed with Sasuke, even with the damage that Sasuke knew he was doing to his heart.
Naruto knew that Sasuke had issues with love, that it was difficult for him. It was why he stayed, so it wouldn't be difficult. Even though he was in pain, he couldn't leave anyway. It was the little ways that Sasuke had crept into his heart-the way the smirk would make his heart beat just a little faster, the kisses that could sometimes be so forceful and other times so gentle that it was hard to believe it was the same person. Somewhere along the way, Sasuke had made Naruto fall in love with him.
My December—Linkin Park
The world had been cold then, he remembered. Everything had been cold ever since his father's face had been frozen in the bloodstained ice in a forever scream. He hadn't gone back in eight years, knowing that the bloody faces would still be there, suspended in the ice. He couldn't bear truly seeing it again.
Haku loved where he was now, true. Zabuza had saved him, given him a purpose once again, had given him someone to go home to. Haku hadn't felt comfortable in the cold after his father tried to kill him. All those nights that he slept on the cold streets, he was in constant fear—not of the starving dogs that were likely to tear him apart, but that the ice would come back, swallow him like his father. After Zabuza had found him, it was okay. Zabuza wouldn't let the ice hurt anyone he loved ever again.
Hate Me—Blue October
Why didn't Naruto hate him? Why didn't the blonde want to rip him into little bits and hate the little bits of him? Kami knew Sasuke deserved it. Sasuke had hurt him so badly time after time, had nearly killed him more than once and still, Naruto would gaze at him with those damnably bright blue eyes like he was the best Christmas present.
So many opportunities were presented for Naruto and yet he never took them. Why? Because his best friend couldn't have the same position. Sasuke kicked at a shadow, unable to forget the watery cerulean eyes when he'd snapped. When he'd wondered what the hell Naruto was doing here. A sad smile had crossed the whiskered face and Sasuke couldn't stand to see himself reflected in the heartbreaking eyes and ran. And now here he was, hating himself more than anyone else ever could.
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Author's Note: Geez, that was depressing. Tell me how you like it anyhow. The Sweeny Todd one was the hardest one. Tell me if I did Haku right. He seemed a little off to me.