"Itachi, Itachi!"Yelled Hinata as she was running to their apartment.
"What is it, Nana?" he asked lazily.
"Good news, I wrote out my song. Bad news I have Choir concert on the same day as our concert but it ends an hour before our concert."
"Well the only thing we can do is have the stage set up by the time you arrive. You'll get picked up as soon as your group is over."
"Ok, Itachi."
"I have a surprise for you, turn around."
She turned around and saw a linen cloth over a large object. She pulled the cloth, and saw her mother's piano. She felt like crying, she was happy that her father didn't destroy it. She hopped on to Itachi and hugged him. "I love you Itachi, you are the best."
"So are you Hinata-hime."Then he whispered, "go dress up as Nana, tonight you are meeting my parents and my little brother."
She went into her room, grabbed her black cocktail dress, 2 inch heels and extensions. She spent an hour putting them in like Konan taught her to. Afterward she applied her onyx eye shadow along with eye liner, foundation and pink blush.
Being prepared, she stepped out to her living room and sat down at her piano. She took her slender fingers and started to play her favorite classic, moonlight sonata. Without realizing it started to snow. Then she remembered that next week was Thanksgiving in America. She remembered how her parents would take her to Los Angeles for Thanksgiving. The last time she went to Los Angeles was when her mother was 6 months pregnant. Everything was Diverse in America. There was many languages in Los Angeles, mainly English and Spanish.
Itachi stepped into the room and saw Hinata in thought. He went behind her and hugged her. He whispered, "Princess it's time to go."
"Yes, it is."
They walked to the limousine and drove to where the majority of the rich people lived. The Uchiha mansion was huge; it could easily be a complex apartment. On the front gate, there was a red and white fan known as the Uchiha Clan fan. Itachi started to explain, "Hinata, your old clan is just like mines. We both have special abilities, both involving sight. Our clan is just as old as yours, which is why there is so many of us."
"But our lower branches, are forced to servitude or else. My cousin Neji is one of the few Branch members who have gone to school. The reason that is because our fathers were twins, but my father was born first and got to be the heir. I'm one of the few who escaped the house and survived, barely."
"We are one of the few who know the secret for eternal life and it's not through vampirism. But that's a government and clan secret."
As Hinata stepped out of the limousine, she heard a cello playing from inside the mansion. It wasn't deep like a double bass nor was it high pitched like a violin. It was a sweet harmonic mid-ranged pitch sound, just like her voice. She could tell that the cellist was playing Bach/Air on the G string. She entered and saw Sasuke. He was the one who was playing the cello.
"Hinata meet my brother, Sasuke. He's also like a musician like us, Nana."
"Hello Sasuke, I'm Nana Mizuki."
"I'm, Sasuke…Uchiha."
Sasuke felt like he had seen her before besides in the recording studios. When he saw her in the eyes, he couldn't stop starring. Her grayish-lavender eyes suddenly haunted him. They'd looked dangerous and mysterious yet sweet and silky at the same time. Sure Sakura was pretty, but also pretty annoying. But there was something that didn't look right. He thought, 'She is Itachi's age, but doesn't seem like it.'
Hinata walked closer to the dining room, where she saw Mr. and Mrs. Uchiha. Itachi almost resembles his father, but he had black hair like his mother. His father had the same lines on his face that made Itachi seem like what his name meant, weasel. However his brother looked like his mother more than his father. Itachi was a bit tanner than Sasuke, maybe because he always practiced without a shirt on the roof.
"Mom, Dad, I want you to meet Nana Mizuki, the lead singer in our band."
"It's an honor to meet both of you."
"Well then, Itachi. Based on the amount of albums you've sold, you don't have to be heir of the company. Either Sasuke or if you plan to have a child will get to be the heir of this industry."
"Dad, I'm only 17, not 25."
"Dinner's ready," said Mrs. Uchiha.
They all sat down at the dinner table. Eating peaceful, Sasuke started to look at Hinata. She had a facial composition of a 12 year-old. But he had no right to judge, she was his "sempai", or that was what he thought. After Itachi and Hinata finished eating, they got up and excused themselves and left. Afterward, Sasuke forced to convince himself that she was just another girl.
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