The Things We Do For…RAMEN?

burningshadow

Gomen, gomen, gomen, gomen, gomen for taking soooo long to update. What can I say? I'm an extremely lazy kid with tons of homework. School sucks, surprise, surprise. I understand if you hate me, but hating me won't make me write chapters faster. So…what's the point? Please, no flames. I know this story's stupid, so don't flame me just to tell me that. I'll take criticism, but nothin' too harsh, okay? Now, on with the fic!

Chapter Five:

"Next contestant is Naruto," the announcer called over the crowd. Naruto rushed over. "Okay, son, what are you going to sing?" Naruto, not having ever heard much music, had no idea what song he wanted to perform. "Here, Hun. Try this," the announcer said as she ushered him onto the stage.

Everyone waited silently as the music began to play. They were so worked up from Lee's number that they had no idea what to expect from Naruto. 'Probably has to do with ramen,' they all guessed at the same time.

Naruto stumbled a bit at first, but he caught on quick.

I can't find the rhyme in all my reason

Lost sense of time and all seasons

Feel I've been beaten down

By the words of men who have no grounds

Can't sleep beneath the trees of wisdom

When your ax has cut the roots that feed them

Forked tongues in bitter mouths

Can drive a man to bleed from inside out

The whole room went silent as he began the chorus. None of them had ever heard Naruto sing, and he was surprisingly good. He was able to catch the hate and anger put into the words like no one else. If they didn't know any better they would have said that he'd wrote the song himself.

What if you did?

What if you lied?

What if I avenge?

What if eye for an eye?

"Man, Naruto's good," Chouji commented as Naruto started on the second verse.

"…" Shikamaru, for once, had no reply. He was too entranced, along with everyone else, to say anything at all.

I've seen the wicked fruit of your vine

Destroy the man who lacks a strong mind

Human pride sings a vengeful song

Inspired by the times you've been walked on

My stage is shared by many millions

Who lift their hands up high because they feel this

We are one We are strong

The more you hold us down the more we press on

"Naruto…" Sakura was at a loss for words. She had never considered Naruto to be good at anything except pulling pranks and acting stupid. She never dreamed he would be good at something like singing.

What if you did?

What if you lied?

What if I avenge?

What if eye for an eye?

Kakashi, along with the rest of the judges, were so entranced that none of them remembered to grade him.

I know I can't hold the hate inside my mind

'Cause what consumes your thoughts controls your life

'The dobe's really good.'

So I'll just ask a question

A lonely simple question

I'll just ask one question

What if? What if?

What if? What if?

What If I?

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What If I?

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What if you did?

What if you lied?

What if I avenge?

What if eye for an eye?

"Sakura, you might want to close your mouth," Ino whispered to her ex-friend and rival, whose mouth had been hanging open since the beginning of the song.

"You're one to talk, Ino-pig. You've drooled so much it would fill the Hokage Monument," Sakura commented. Ino's face turned beat red and she quickly hid her face from sight.

What if your words could be judged like a crime?

Naruto didn't know how much longer he could do this. He was running out of spit and he didn't know when to breathe so he never had enough oxygen.

What if? What if?

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What If I?

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He was very happy when it ended, and he politely bowed before heading off the stage. He was shocked when he was practically smothered by his friends who were telling him good job and how great it was.

"Okay, now that that wonderful performance is completed, we'll move on. Our next victim…I mean contestant is…"