A/N: Told you guys I was getting more on the ball with updating! New chapter already done, and working hard on the next already! Trying to balance this between my other main story that I'm writing for all my Sonic fans, Who's Finally Mrs. Prower?.

Again, I'm trying to keep the storyline basically the same between the deleted KCMB, but I am going to change some things. Notice how you haven't heard anything about Hinata? ...well, actually, she's still Naruto's girlfriend. In fact, she's going to play a bigger part in later chapters. More on that later.


CHAPTER FOUR


"Well, I hope everybody had a good lunch break," Kakashi announced into the intercom, making all the band members jump at how loud it was. "But now it's back to work!"

Sakura groaned and shot Kakashi a dirty look. "Yeah, I'm sure you did, Kakashi…I saw those empty pizza boxes in your office!"

Ino giggled. "Way to watch your figure, Kakashi!"

Despite all the blows, Kakashi hadn't heard any of them, so he was oblivious to what the flute players were saying. "Alright, everybody get into set!"

The drumline lined up in the back of the field, as per usual. Ai, Kono, and Tatsuki listened with interest as Naruto kept on chewing Kiba out for something they weren't aware about. "I don't care if you were going uphill! Your 'check fuel' light came on, that should've been a red buzzer!

Kiba snarled, "Alright, alright, I GET it already! Sheesh, don't kill me over it!" He sighed, "It's bad enough that I had to pay for my car to get towed, don't make me feel any worse."

"What happened?" Ai finally asked, curiosity taking her. Naruto glanced at the blonde bassist and rolled his eyes, thumbing to Kiba.

"Well, this idiot here ran out of gas on the way back to the auditorium," he explained. "So I had to run over and pick him up, and his car ended up having to be towed."

Konohamaru laughed. "Way to go, Kiba! Guess I'm not giving you rides anymore!"

Kiba groaned and muttered something, just wishing everybody would shut up.


Kakashi watched band perform what little bit of show they had learned, and smacked his forehead. Why weren't they stepping right?? You start off on your left!!

He turned on the loud microphone and was about to say something when he saw Lee streaking across the football field, screaming, with Gaara right on his tail. "HOLY…!" he all but screamed into the microphone, causing everyone to cover their ears at the interference.

Naruto yelped and jumped backwards as the mellophone and saxophone players got closer to him. He ground his teeth together and knew that there was only one thing to do.

Meanwhile, Temari and Kankuro were panicking. "We have to stop him!" Kankuro proclaimed in a worried voice. "Remember what happened LAST time Gaara killed someone??"

"I know!" Temari snapped, dropping her flag and starting over quickly in Lee and Gaara's direction. "I don't know how to stop him though!"

Suddenly, as if out of no where, a drum stick flew gloriously through the air. As if in slow motion, the stick straightened out and headed, like an arrow, straight for Gaara's head. The red head saw the projectile an second too late, and it smashed into his forehead, making him fall over backwards to the ground.

Lee gasped for air and wiped the sweat off his brow, "Whew! That was a good workout!"

"What in the name of Kami made Gaara want to kill him like that?!" Kakashi screeched over the loud speaker.

After a brief discussion with Choji, the brunette answered, "He wanted to give him a hug."

Kakashi sighed, and, keeping whatever sanity he had left intact, he announced, "Everybody back to set!"


Ino was fed up with band, and it was only day one.

First off, she was on the complete opposite side of the football field than her best friend, Sakura. Then Karin brought her fat self over to her and started to tell her off for no reason whatsoever, and to top it all off, there were still two and a half hours left of this torture.

And she only blamed one man: Kakashi.

And so, with Ino's evil plot-forming mind, she had developed a plot. And if there was one thing in the world that Kakashi cherished more than his band members and his job, it was his beloved iPhone.

That was goin' down.

If Kakashi had his iPhone stolen, his world would go down the toilet. That was his tuner, that was his calendar, that was his schedule. Heck, his whole life was on that little piece of technology. So if Ino was able to snatch it, his life would be miserable.

As the evil-thought-provoking band director called his members to go on a break, Ino scurried over to Sakura and instantly started gabbing her plan to the pink haired flute player.

"So I think we should steal Kakashi's iPhone, I mean his whole life is on that thing, if that was gone then everything he planned and used on a daily basis would disappear from him, you know?"

Sakura stared at Ino like she was crazy. "…what?"

Ino huffed and started again, this time slower. Sakura's emerald colored eyes got brighter and brighter as the perfect plan slowly started to seep into her mind. "Oh, Ino-Pig, you're BRILLIANT!" she finally cheered, throwing her hands in the air. "This will be a snap, too! All we have to do is wait until he goes to lunch, and the phone's all ours!"

A hand abruptly smacked over Sakura's mouth, silencing her. "Shh, someone might hear!" Ino hissed, glancing around sneakily. "We have to keep this to ourselves."

Unfortunately, Sakura's voice had been heard by someone nearby. Fortunately, that person was interested.

"You're going to steal Kakashi's phone?" Sasuke asked, his normally bored eyes having a small glint of interest. Ino and Sakura glared at the trumpeter and scrunched up their eyes, obviously skeptical of letting Sasuke in on their plans. Then they glanced at each other and smirked.

Heck. This was Sasuke-kun.

"You know it!" Ino sang, removing her hand from her friend's mouth and bouncing over to him. "You're going to help us, Sasuke?"

Sasuke humphed and closed his eyes, taking a sip of his bottle of water. "Meh. Why not? I mean, I hate that man as much as any of us do."

Sakura looked a little hurt, "Well, HATE is a pretty strong word, Sasuke-kun."

"Yeah, it's more like DESPISE!" Ino contradicted, her smile growing wider. "Wouldn't you say, Sasuke?"

After a brief hesitation, Sasuke sighed. "Yeah, alright. I'll meet you guys before lunch tomorrow so we can pull this off. But…I think we'll need a little more help."

The two flute players cocked their heads, "Like who?"

Sasuke smirked.


"You want me to do WHAT."

Neji glared at Sasuke, his pale, pupil-less eyes scrutinizing the Uchiha. "You heard me, Neji," Sasuke repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Steal. Kakashi's. iPhone."

"I became section leader because I was a good example for others, Uchiha," Neji growled. "I'm not going to throw that away by stealing a stupid iPhone."

"Fine, fine, I understand," Sasuke almost purred, turning his back to walk away. "I mean, we all can tell how you feel about Kakashi."

This caused Neji to stop in his tracks. "And what would that be?" he asked.

Without turning around, Sasuke whispered, "Brown noser."

Dead silence.

Neji, with clenched teeth and a furrowed brow, shook his head. "People couldn't possibly think—"

"Teacher's pet," Sasuke uttered, a somewhat menacing edge to his voice. He almost smiled.

The great Hyuuga was caught, hook, line and sinker.

"Tomorrow, before lunch," Sasuke called over his shoulder before he walked away to his car, ready to get home. Neji gulped and shifted his gaze from Sasuke to his trumpet, thinking about his words. Did everybody really think he was a…a teacher's pet??