Title: Orchestral Infatuation

Authoress: Ira Vehementi

Warnings: eventual yaoi (I'm sorry, it might take me a couple chapters to get to the yaoiness you all love and cherish), OC who does not hook up with any of the series characters but shows her face from time to time, AU, and some OOCness that I'm apologizing for in advance. And language.

A/N: Notice: If you didn't already get the new Harry Potter book, DO SO IMMEDIATELY! I'll be finished with my copy by tonight XD so I really want someone to talk to about it for tomorrow. Yes... I am a dedicated reader, so bite me. Also, I really don't expect a lot of reviews for this chapter because I expect you people to be dedicated to your Harry Potter books (but if you aren't, drop me a review).

Also Notice: I don't know about you guys, but I've been pissing myself off by how slow this story moves... but I can't randomly speed it up (that would be weird). I can, however, post two chapters a day, and I will be doing that until Thursday. On Thursday, I'll be leaving and I don't know when I'll be able to update. So it'll seem like it's moving faster when it seriously isn't. XD

At the moment I'm too lazy to put all the reviewers names in, but know that I was REALLY happy to get so many reviews (and yes, I too want GaaraxNeji... I don't know if I'll add it in or not, but hey! It's a possibilty).

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In Which Naruto Plays Nice

The news about Gaara startled Naruto throughout his first few periods. He didn't really register doing anything, since he was so busy processing what he just learned. His friend, Gaara, was he really…

"Hey?" Naruto jumped, then grinned apologetically at Kiba.

"Sorry. I was… thinking."

"Yeah, we've noticed," said Haruka.

"Want to tell us about it?" asked Haru. The twins and Kiba sat at Naruto's table during lunch, although Naruto felt that Kiba was only sitting with him because there was no room at Hinata's table. The twins just liked Naruto in general, and since they were both in his Geometry class, Naruto had a chance to talk with them. They were pretty nice.

"It's alright. I need to figure it out on my own."

Haru and Haruka gave each other meaningful looks, their hazel green eyes locking in some sort of serious twin debate. Finally, one spoke. "Well, if you feel like talking…"

"We'll all be here to listen!" the other smiled brightly.

Kiba whined, "Stop completing each other's sentences!"

"Why?" The twins asked at the same time. Naruto had finally figured out how to tell them apart. Haruka's hair was longer than Haru's but she kept it braided. Haru's hair wasn't as long as Neji's but it was the same style. Sometimes Naruto got their descriptions backwards in his head.

Kiba groaned. "Naruto, make them stop!"

Naruto chuckled. "I think it's kinda cool."

"It is!" Haru agreed.

"Super cool," Haruka smiled. "Besides, it's the easiest way"

"To get on your nerves," Haruka finished, smirking at Kiba.

"Argh, I hate you!" Kiba complained.

The cafeteria was crowded today, Naruto noticed. There was someone sitting alone, nearby the door. Naruto squinted, then frowned. "Sasu-bastard doesn't sit with anyone," He noted.

Kiba looked up. "Yeah, he's too good for the rest of us," Kiba rolled his eyes. "Or so he thinks."

Naruto shrugged and took a bite from his burger. Haruka sighed.

"He is really pretty though, isn't he?" She asked, looking at Sasuke.

"Ew, Haruka." Haru insisted, "He's just really girly looking."

"So are you," Kiba pointed out.

"Yeah, but I don't have a fan club," Haru grinned.

"I don't think that's why he has a fan club," Naruto mentioned. "All the girls in my homeroom seem to think he's like a god."

Haruka frowned. "Sasuke is a survivor," she said. "A survivor of a terrible accident."

"What?" Naruto asked, interested.

Kiba sighed. "This gets old fast, trust me," He told Naruto.

Haru nodded, but motioned for Haruka to continue.

"The reason why I don't bother Sasuke," Haruka admitted, "is because I don't think attention is what he really wants right now."

"What's wrong? What happened?" Naruto queried.

"Sasuke's family is gone." Haruka said, gravely. "All of them, except for Sasuke and his older brother."

"But how?" Naruto asked.

Haru shrugged. "It was a really graphic murder. We don't know much about it. They haven't found the killer."

Kiba picked at his fries. "My mom trains police dogs," He said, and Naruto looked towards him. "and I heard that there was no scent trail. The only people who had been in the house were Uchihas."

"So what do you think it was?" Naruto asked.

"We don't know." Haruka said. "All I know is that Sasuke changed afterwards. He wasn't always mean, you understand."

Haru sighed. "He was nice when we were little."

"Now he's just cold."

"And he's always alone."

"Sasuke is a mystery," The twins concluded together. Kiba groaned again, and they nodded at each other.

Naruto looked over at Sasuke and frowned.

In cooking, group seven (which was Sasuke, Sakura, and Naruto), stared at the recipe they were supposed to be making.

"It sounds easy," Sakura said, and she shyly smiled at Sasuke, who ignored her. "Are you ready to start, Sasuke-kun?"

"Do I even exist in this group?" Naruto grumbled. Then he squeaked in falsetto, "Are you ready to start, Sasu-bastard?"

Sakura glared at Naruto. "You're so immature." She sniffed.

"And this is coming from maturity defined," Naruto drawled. Sakura rolled her eyes.

"Well, I'm more mature than you!"

"Yeah right."

"I am!"

"Not."

"Am!"

"Not."

"Am!"

"Not."

"Shut. Up." Sasuke growled finally, and Sakura immediately followed orders. Naruto, however, didn't have that sort of dedication to Sasuke.

"Make me!" He challenged. A smirk rose on Sasuke's face and Naruto quickly remembered what had happened to him yesterday. He paled.

"Are you sure you want that?" Sasuke asked nonchalantly.

"…" Naruto frowned and picked at the sheet in front of him. "Let's just make the macaroons." He muttered. "At least they're chocolate."

Sakura nodded, and she looked over the directions. "I'll get the ingredients!" She said, getting up and hurrying to the table in the center of the room where Shizune, the cooking teacher, left all their non-refrigerated supplies.

Naruto built up his courage and finally meekly asked, "Sasuke?"

Sasuke barely batted a lash, but his onyx eyes slid over to and connected with Naruto's absolute blue ones. At first, Naruto was surprised at how quickly Sasuke responded (seeing that, in Naruto's mind, the boy was practically deaf; when Naruto screamed at him to move, Sasuke would stand completely still), and then he was amazed to find that Sasuke hadn't said anything evil yet. Nothing at all. He was just waiting for Naruto to talk!

"…uh…In orchestra…" Naruto faltered. Sasuke maintained eye contact, and Naruto took a deep breath. "InorchestracanIsitnexttoyou?"

"What, usuratonkachi?" Sasuke asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Can I sit next to you…? In orchestra?"

Sasuke frowned. "You sit next to me in every class we're in together. What, do you like me, dobe?"

Naruto scowled. "No! I just…" He thought about how similar Sasuke and Gaara were. He didn't want Sasuke to end up like Gaara… He didn't want Gaara to end up how he was either! "I just…" Since he couldn't think of a reason, he frowned and looked pensive.

"You can do what you want, dobe." Sasuke pointed out. Naruto looked up.

"So I can sit next to you?" Sasuke rolled his eyes, and Naruto jumped, then snarled, "You better not booby trap the chair!"

"I told you," Sasuke smirked, "I wouldn't put forth that much effort to trick you."

Naruto muttered, "But you would if it was to kill me."

Sasuke said nothing, just looked back down at the recipe.

Naruto curiously asked, "Sasuke?" And again the dark eyed boy looked up, this time a little annoyed.

"What?"

"You can sit with me at lunch. Or I'll sit with you. Okay?"

Sasuke looked mildly surprised, then suspicious. "What's with your sudden interest in me?" He asked, his eyes narrowing.

Naruto was going to answer, but Sakura came back.

Naruto felt cold, calculating obsidian eyes on his back for the rest of class.

"Why would you do that?" Kiba moaned, as he and Naruto did their twentieth lap around the soccer field. Even if it was January, they did it heartily. Why? Because they were goaded on by Guy-sensei's youthful speech (which they were all running away from, while Guy chased them mercilessly around the field, yelling "As each of you grows, your bodies become beautiful blooming flowers in the springtime of youth!" Naruto wasn't sure if it was a pep talk or a sex talk).

"Well… it's just that yesterday I thought about a lot of stuff, and I just… don't want Sasu-bastard to become mental, that's all."

"You're too nice, man." Kiba said, as some unfortunate student wailed when Guy caught up to him. "Oh damn, run, Naruto, run! We'll talk later!"

So, ten laps later, Kiba and Naruto hid under the bleachers and continued talking.

"But you're being insane," Kiba said, frowning. "Do you know who Sasuke Uchiha is? A bastard. A bastard with a capital F for fucking bastard."

"C'mon, Kiba! I bet he's not that bad once you get to know him."

"Yeah. I have a feeling he's worse," Kiba scowled.

"You're full of shit, you know that?"

"Shut your trap, violin boy."

"Kiba, come on, you have to at least try to be nice to him…" Naruto begged. "You can say all the mean things to him that you want!"

"To his face? Are you psycho?" Kiba shook his head. "You're friends with Kaida. You almost got killed by her once. What makes you think Sasuke is any kinder?"

"Err… instinct?"

"Naruto, your instinct sucks." Kiba said.

"Yours does too!" Naruto exclaimed, and Kiba shook his head.

"No it doesn't! You see, I have acute instinct! It comes from training dogs. That's why there's no possible way we could get caught here unless I feel it coming along and"

"Ah ha! You have chosen a spot to hide where the bright sun cannot magnify your glorious youth!"

Two screaming sophomore boys went flying for the school seconds later.