Hiii. um this is AU. It goes along with my previous work, Hopeless Case of a Kid in Denial which is about Lee who is an art student and Sasuke has this band and.. well read it if you will. The story ID is 1252786. THIS story focuses on Sasuke, Kiba and Naruto's band, Bohemianism. Also it will have more Ino and more.. other people besides Lee and Sakura (who are v happy together thxu). Okay disclaimer, this MAY end up being yaoi-ish... I haven't decided on SasuNaru or something else yet. So be on the lookout for that. Naruto is copyright someone else. Enjoi.
-- STILL IN DENIAL
Sasuke belted out the lyrics. It was nowhere near his usual 'silent storm' style of singing. Apparently he had forsaken the sexy, whispery quality of his voice and was just blasting forth, overpowering the current spectators.
Ino stared, dumbfounded. She glanced down at the mixing board in front of her and scratched her head. If Sasuke decided to change his voice she would have to completely re-calibrate all the switches for optimal quality. Something she most certainly wasn't up for right now. She cut the sound.
"For yoooooouuuuu!" Sasuke held the last note for a good three seconds after his guitar was cut off. Ino sauntered up to the platform. The other two boys, not surprised by the suddenness of the situation, joined Sasuke at the edge of the platform. Sasuke was glaring down at their bandmate; she, glaring up likewise. The short drummer and lanky bassist looked at each other, visibly dreading the face off that was about to happen. All were silent. The uninvolved two were waiting, anticipating the commencement of the scuffle...
"Inoo" Sasuke drawled, making her name more of a sound rather than a word.
"Yes dear?" Ino sharply answered.
Naruto cringed at her tone. He only had to hear that hiss once every 28 days and it was damn early. Kiba briefly pondered what Sasuke's head might look like on a pike.
"Everyone-" Sasuke said, addressing the room. "I'm in a strange state of mind this morning. Please don't allow me to affect your respective individual performances."
The moody singer may as well have bowed. Ino's jaw dropped open. She was fully prepared to chew him most thoroughly out.
"Well. I. Okay then." Ino stuttered. "As long as this... change isn't permanent."
"It's not." The boy said quietly.
Naruto grinned silently, as if his bandmate's apology was directed entirely at him. Seeing the great Sasuke knocked down a peg was one of Naruto's favorite guilty pleasures. The pleasure he took being guilty only because Sasuke usually attributed his bad luck to the blond drummer, and thusly acted upon his beliefs. With vengeance. Still, Naruto could not hold back the snickering.
"What's the matter, Wonderboy? Your favorite groupie dump you last night? Or is it that not as many girls are throwing panties on stage anymore? OR!" Naruto interjected, struck with a solid gold insult (in his opinion). "Have you been getting more BOXERS than panties lately?!" Naruto's rant was concluded with raucous, violent laughter.
Naruto gasped and cried and shook with laughter. It was pure bliss. Bliss, that look on Sasuke's face. Bliss, the shame he must have felt. Bliss, the silence of his other two bandmates who could only gape at the ludicrousness of the situation. Not even Sasuke's most virulent glare could penetrate Naruto's euphoria. A fist, though...
-
Sasuke stood with his head dropped to his chest. He had one hand latched onto his forehead, and the other clenched at his side. The idiot wasn't moving.
It was like a blur, really. Naruto's laughter ended with all the abruptness of seeing a fist fly out at him from nowhere. A gasp and a shriek later, the annoying blond was sprawled out, just barely remaining balanced on the platform. Now Sasuke stared down at him. Angry at Naruto, but more angry with himself for wasting one of his greatest, most forceful blows on the damn idiot.
"You punched him out!" Called the deep voice on the platform.
"Yeah." Sasuke said with a crack in his voice. "You would have too." He managed before turning suddenly and heading for the loft's elevator.
Sasuke held a stoic expression as he swiftly descended the couple of steps off the platform and quickly went across the room. Ino's eyes followed him a few steps, but she gave up before even trying to chide him and went to join Kiba by Naruto's motionless body.
The dark haired boy's mind raced. That damn fucking idiot! He knew how taboo that subject was and he had the nerve to... to nearly expose the dreaded secret to their bandmates!! He thought it was a joke.
A JOKE! God, that boy was unfathomably stupid. Dense. Non-smart. Sasuke was so mad, the adjectives stopped coming. He mashed the button on the elevator and made his descent. This was the farthest from a joke one could get.
-
"So should we poke him?"
"Stop that. How would YOU like it if Sasuke knocked you cold and then you woke up to HIM poking YOU?" Ino said, gesturing between the two boys as she stressed their respective pronouns.
"Yeah, ok. We move him. You get the feet. On three-" Kiba counted off and he and Ino hoisted the boy a few meters away to a couch that was next to a large window. They settled the boy in and stepped back, the blonde and brunet both catching sight of the weather simultaneously.
"Raining." Ino said, simply put. Kiba grunted in agreement and the shorter blond began to stir.
-
The slowly dripping fat drops of rain plopped into Sasuke's hair and into his face as he plodded along. The explosions of thick concentrations of water dripped down his head, making his bangs stick to his face and his spine shiver as the water slid down his neck. In about five seconds it would begin to downpour; like buckets being dumped from the heavens.
Sasuke's brooding reached a new low. Hell, the boy sang about how much he loved rain and misery, and now that he was caught in this torrential downpour he was, well... miserable. But, remaining stoic, he refused to follow the example of the rational public and jog to shelter. No, there was only one place he wanted to be right now.
-
Ino could have sworn that there was a sincere look of hurt on Naruto's face the moment he awoke. His blond brows were drawn together, forehead furrowed, and a deep sadness nestled in those pretty blue eyes. But only for a moment.
"AAAUUGH." Naruto groaned. "God DAMN my face hurts!" He sobbed, obviously trying to milk some sympathy.
"Yeah, it's killing me." Kiba said, bored of that cliché but too weak-willed not to use it.
"Naruto you can be such a damned dolt sometimes. Making Sasuke storm off like that..." Ino teased, milking herself some passionate emotion.
"SASUKE-!?" if one could call that passion. Naruto's face contorted into a horrible grimace of disgust. Kiba could have sworn there was a lawn gnome on their couch...
"HOW COULD YOU BE SYMPATHIZING WITH THAT JERK!? I'M THE ONE WHO GOT HIT!!" he shrieked.
"Quiet! Stupid! You must have said something wrong to make him hit you!" Ino countered.
Naruto's mouth flapped like a fish's, too flabbergasted by the female's 'logic' to say a thing.
"Actually I can't imagine why he would've hit you. All you said was something about boxers. Naruto, is he sensitive about his undergarments?" Ino inquired.
"No- Naruto insinuated that he was gay or something. Is Sasuke GAY, Naruto?" Kiba said, treating that word like it was a dirty gym sock.
Naruto's expression softened considerably as he pondered. "Well..."
Yay, it's over! For now. You'll like the next chapter I think. It introduces someone familiar in an interesting role. :B But I dunno whom else to throw in here so.. suggestions being taken!
-- STILL IN DENIAL
Sasuke belted out the lyrics. It was nowhere near his usual 'silent storm' style of singing. Apparently he had forsaken the sexy, whispery quality of his voice and was just blasting forth, overpowering the current spectators.
Ino stared, dumbfounded. She glanced down at the mixing board in front of her and scratched her head. If Sasuke decided to change his voice she would have to completely re-calibrate all the switches for optimal quality. Something she most certainly wasn't up for right now. She cut the sound.
"For yoooooouuuuu!" Sasuke held the last note for a good three seconds after his guitar was cut off. Ino sauntered up to the platform. The other two boys, not surprised by the suddenness of the situation, joined Sasuke at the edge of the platform. Sasuke was glaring down at their bandmate; she, glaring up likewise. The short drummer and lanky bassist looked at each other, visibly dreading the face off that was about to happen. All were silent. The uninvolved two were waiting, anticipating the commencement of the scuffle...
"Inoo" Sasuke drawled, making her name more of a sound rather than a word.
"Yes dear?" Ino sharply answered.
Naruto cringed at her tone. He only had to hear that hiss once every 28 days and it was damn early. Kiba briefly pondered what Sasuke's head might look like on a pike.
"Everyone-" Sasuke said, addressing the room. "I'm in a strange state of mind this morning. Please don't allow me to affect your respective individual performances."
The moody singer may as well have bowed. Ino's jaw dropped open. She was fully prepared to chew him most thoroughly out.
"Well. I. Okay then." Ino stuttered. "As long as this... change isn't permanent."
"It's not." The boy said quietly.
Naruto grinned silently, as if his bandmate's apology was directed entirely at him. Seeing the great Sasuke knocked down a peg was one of Naruto's favorite guilty pleasures. The pleasure he took being guilty only because Sasuke usually attributed his bad luck to the blond drummer, and thusly acted upon his beliefs. With vengeance. Still, Naruto could not hold back the snickering.
"What's the matter, Wonderboy? Your favorite groupie dump you last night? Or is it that not as many girls are throwing panties on stage anymore? OR!" Naruto interjected, struck with a solid gold insult (in his opinion). "Have you been getting more BOXERS than panties lately?!" Naruto's rant was concluded with raucous, violent laughter.
Naruto gasped and cried and shook with laughter. It was pure bliss. Bliss, that look on Sasuke's face. Bliss, the shame he must have felt. Bliss, the silence of his other two bandmates who could only gape at the ludicrousness of the situation. Not even Sasuke's most virulent glare could penetrate Naruto's euphoria. A fist, though...
-
Sasuke stood with his head dropped to his chest. He had one hand latched onto his forehead, and the other clenched at his side. The idiot wasn't moving.
It was like a blur, really. Naruto's laughter ended with all the abruptness of seeing a fist fly out at him from nowhere. A gasp and a shriek later, the annoying blond was sprawled out, just barely remaining balanced on the platform. Now Sasuke stared down at him. Angry at Naruto, but more angry with himself for wasting one of his greatest, most forceful blows on the damn idiot.
"You punched him out!" Called the deep voice on the platform.
"Yeah." Sasuke said with a crack in his voice. "You would have too." He managed before turning suddenly and heading for the loft's elevator.
Sasuke held a stoic expression as he swiftly descended the couple of steps off the platform and quickly went across the room. Ino's eyes followed him a few steps, but she gave up before even trying to chide him and went to join Kiba by Naruto's motionless body.
The dark haired boy's mind raced. That damn fucking idiot! He knew how taboo that subject was and he had the nerve to... to nearly expose the dreaded secret to their bandmates!! He thought it was a joke.
A JOKE! God, that boy was unfathomably stupid. Dense. Non-smart. Sasuke was so mad, the adjectives stopped coming. He mashed the button on the elevator and made his descent. This was the farthest from a joke one could get.
-
"So should we poke him?"
"Stop that. How would YOU like it if Sasuke knocked you cold and then you woke up to HIM poking YOU?" Ino said, gesturing between the two boys as she stressed their respective pronouns.
"Yeah, ok. We move him. You get the feet. On three-" Kiba counted off and he and Ino hoisted the boy a few meters away to a couch that was next to a large window. They settled the boy in and stepped back, the blonde and brunet both catching sight of the weather simultaneously.
"Raining." Ino said, simply put. Kiba grunted in agreement and the shorter blond began to stir.
-
The slowly dripping fat drops of rain plopped into Sasuke's hair and into his face as he plodded along. The explosions of thick concentrations of water dripped down his head, making his bangs stick to his face and his spine shiver as the water slid down his neck. In about five seconds it would begin to downpour; like buckets being dumped from the heavens.
Sasuke's brooding reached a new low. Hell, the boy sang about how much he loved rain and misery, and now that he was caught in this torrential downpour he was, well... miserable. But, remaining stoic, he refused to follow the example of the rational public and jog to shelter. No, there was only one place he wanted to be right now.
-
Ino could have sworn that there was a sincere look of hurt on Naruto's face the moment he awoke. His blond brows were drawn together, forehead furrowed, and a deep sadness nestled in those pretty blue eyes. But only for a moment.
"AAAUUGH." Naruto groaned. "God DAMN my face hurts!" He sobbed, obviously trying to milk some sympathy.
"Yeah, it's killing me." Kiba said, bored of that cliché but too weak-willed not to use it.
"Naruto you can be such a damned dolt sometimes. Making Sasuke storm off like that..." Ino teased, milking herself some passionate emotion.
"SASUKE-!?" if one could call that passion. Naruto's face contorted into a horrible grimace of disgust. Kiba could have sworn there was a lawn gnome on their couch...
"HOW COULD YOU BE SYMPATHIZING WITH THAT JERK!? I'M THE ONE WHO GOT HIT!!" he shrieked.
"Quiet! Stupid! You must have said something wrong to make him hit you!" Ino countered.
Naruto's mouth flapped like a fish's, too flabbergasted by the female's 'logic' to say a thing.
"Actually I can't imagine why he would've hit you. All you said was something about boxers. Naruto, is he sensitive about his undergarments?" Ino inquired.
"No- Naruto insinuated that he was gay or something. Is Sasuke GAY, Naruto?" Kiba said, treating that word like it was a dirty gym sock.
Naruto's expression softened considerably as he pondered. "Well..."
Yay, it's over! For now. You'll like the next chapter I think. It introduces someone familiar in an interesting role. :B But I dunno whom else to throw in here so.. suggestions being taken!