Chapter 4
Hey guys! Thanks for all the reviews so far. This chapter you will get to learn the play! It's actually a play I went to see with my drama class. I really enjoyed it and I don't know if any of you have seen it or heard of it. Anyways, enjoy and please review.
Disclaimer: Otaku Teme DOES NOT own Naruto, how I wish…
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(Sasuke POV)
(A/N: It starts off as the next month!)
I sighed as I strummed off a few chords a deep rumbling rolling off the guitar into the air and echoing into the empty room. I ran my tongue across my lips as words jumbled around in my head. The school talent show was next week and I was forced into it. I blamed the dobe; he was probably the one who told our music teacher. The music teacher organized all the shows like this. His name was Hatake-sensei. He had grey hair but he was only 27. Nobody knew what was going on with it, most thought it was dyed. Anyways, he was working with the sewing club's director Umino-sensei to make costumes for the play. There was a rumour that a romance was brewing between the two. I didn't doubt it, after all Hatake-sensei was friends with the vice-principal, Jiriyai-sensei. Everybody knew he was a major pervert.
But, that had nothing to do with why I actually agreed to perform. Apparently, Hinata had caught whiff of the event and was going to enter. That meant that she would be there for the play. Inner Sasuke jumped for joy while my face remained an emotionless mask. It confused me though, she was so shy…why was she entering? I furrowed my brows slightly as I thought over it. I supposed her reason for entering didn't matter. It was good that she was getting involved in school activities. She was still fairly new to the school so getting involved was a great way to meet new people.
I scowled. I hated socializing.
"OI! SASUKE-TEME!"
I cringed at the oh-so familiar voice of a certain dobe. I turned my head to look over at him darkly.
"What. Do. You. Want?"
He stopped and flinched at the harshness of my glare.
"A-Ah…w-well I was wondering if you knew about the new rumour!"
I arched an elegant eyebrow. Since when did I show any interest in rumours?
"I don't believe I have but I know you're going to tell me anyways."
He pouted but brightened a minute later.
"Hinata-chan has a boyfriend!"
I felt my blood run cold. Hinata had a…?
"Isn't that great Sasuke-teme?"
I felt my heart race. No, no, no…that…that was impossible.
"Sasuke-teme?"
I reasoned seconds later that it was very far from impossible. I had fallen for her myself. So why was it any different for another guy? She was beautiful; of course guys were going to want to date her.
"Ne, Sasuke?"
I shook myself out of my thoughts and simply nodded before sliding my guitar off of my shoulder and placed it into the case lying by my feet. The case closed with a resentful groan. I had only opened it a half hour ago but I couldn't stay around and listen to this. I swung the case onto my back and walked out. I could hear Naruto calling after me but I droned him out and instead listened to the sound of my feet kissing the flooring as I made my way to my locker. I caught my bottom lip between my lips and closed my eyes tightly. I was an Uchiha we were bred to never show emotion.
When I arrived home I was surprised to see my older brother, Itachi, sitting on the leather sofa. He looked up from the book he was reading and casually toke a sip of his tea. His dark eyes met mine and then narrowed.
"You seem frazzled, little brother"
I took a deep breath in and calmly walked up the stairs to my bedroom. I placed my guitar beside the doorway and threw myself onto my bed. I placed my forearm over my eyes and let out a deep breath. Why was this any different from any other girl?
I heard footsteps approach my door and I closed my eyes. I tried to pointlessly feign sleep. The door creaked open and I heard a deep, haunting chuckle. The soft footfalls came closer and I fought to keep my eyes closed tight. I knew it was Itachi in my room. He would be the only one brave enough to come into my room when I was in a mood like this. I felt a cold hand placed upon my forearm and I flinched.
"Ah, I knew you were awake."
I glared up at my brother. His raven locks were far different than mine. While I kept mine short and spiky in the back with bangs framing the sides of my face; Itachi had let his grow long and it was pulled back into a low ponytail that started near the nape of his neck. His bangs were kept short however and brushed his cheeks. Diagonal stress lines decorated his cheeks on either side. He looked much older than he was. I believed he toke after our father far more than myself. He was cold and emotionless. The only emotions he ever showed were amusement or anger. Those were rare as they were. He was going through a phase where he wore red contact lenses. He said it was because he hated his glasses.
"So, little brother, " he mused, "what seems to have grated your nerves today?"
"Hn."
He sighed at the noncommittal noise. Lifting a pale hand, he brought it to the back of his neck and slipped the small band holding back the curtains of raven hair off. It swung out from behind him and fell gracefully around his shoulders.
"You know little brother, if you keep on frowning, you face will forever stay that way."
"Like yours and fathers?"
Itachi frowned. He sighed and poked my forehead.
"Ouch! Itachi!"
"Respect your elders."
I rolled my obsidian eyes at him before burrowing deeper into my bed. I thought if I ignored him for long enough that he would go away. I was proven wrong quickly.
All of a sudden, a dead weight was thrown onto my back. I grunted and tried to throw it off. After a few attempts I learned that my attempts were fruitless. I sighed deeply and plopped onto my mattress.
"Met Oph."
My words were muffled by the fluffiness of the pillow that was infront of me. I heard a deep chuckle,
"What was that, little brother?"
I glared at the pillow in my line of vision…leave it to Itachi to turn this into torture.
"Oph!"
"Hmmm?"
"Daphfit Ifashi! Met oph!"
"Hm? Did you want me to get off, little brother?"
"Yef!"
"Sorry, I can't quite understand you…do you mind speaking more clearly?"
"IFASHI! MET OPH!"
I heard him chuckle sadistically before the weight was lifted.
"Very good little brother, you've learned to use your words!"
I scowled at him and threw a pillow at him. He avoided it, of course.
"Ah, maybe I spoke to soon."
"Get out Itachi."
"Maa, maa, how cruel."
Itachi walked out regardless and I was left scowling at the wall. After a few minutes I reluctantly got up and went to my bag for the script of the play. We had finally been given our roles. Hinata had been given the lead female role, Viola. Naruto had gotten the role as the fool, that didn't come as a big surprise to anybody. Sakura was given the role of Olivia. Kiba was given the role of Sebastian. Sir toby was played by Chouji, Sir Andrew by Suigetsu, Antonio by Gaara, Malvolio was played by Lee and Maria was played by Temari.
Some were estatic with their roles, other disheartened that they hadn't gotten the lead. Me? I was given the role of Orsino. I was estatic for when we practiced the end of the play. That would be my one chance.
I leaned back against the headboard with script in hand. A yellow highlighter had marked where my lines were. I read them out loud a couple times and then placed it aside. I glanced over at the clock, 10:45 pm. I sighed and quickly changed into a loose pair of black sleeping pants. I looked at my script sitting on the nightstand one last time before turning around and closing my eyes.
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