A/n: I have no idea where this one came from. My fingers just started typing.

Don't own naruto, but I dooo own the play. That's right people, I came up with the parts of the plot you read AND the lines all by myself, and I effin own 'em ! waahahahahahahahahahaha….sorry.

Meant to Live for More

"Loneliness. Think about it." Came a voice starting out small, and quite and growing in confidence as the blonde boy spoke. "How many people can say they are truly alone, truly abandoned. When all seems lost…look for a light." His cerulean eyes scanned the crowd and smiled when his eyes met the eyes of an older man, his brown hair tied up in a ponytail, who smiled in return doing a thumbs up.

"It's always in the last place you'd look." The boy speaking now had a low, serious tone as he spoke. Nowhere near as bouncy as the former boy. But his eyes had a certain draw to them. As if those dark pools were sucking you in. "Search through the shadows, search through the doubt, search through the hate…" He looked for no one, just starred off at the exit sign in the back of the room.

"It will be there." This time a girl spoke. Her pink hair tied up into a loose bun, though she normally wore it down, and her green eyes sparkling. "A light to guide, a light to heal, a light to shine in your soul." She found her parents in the crowd and couldn't help, but smile.

"So keep on searching." This time all three of them spoke in unison. "Never give up, never give in, it's always in the last place you'd look."

The blonde grinned as he spoke. "In those we grow close too." His eyes were still on the man.

The darker haired boy spoke. "In our families…" the exit sign.

Then the girl. "In our hearts." Her parents.

The curtains behind the three drew back, revealing the rest of the stage. The three separated and ran to separate spots on the stage. "Awesome job, Sakura." Another girl said giving her a low five, so no one in the audience could see.

Her blue eyes quickly scanned over the crowed until she was her father. It wasn't hard she just had to find Mr. Akimichi and then her father would be right there, his blonde hair in a high ponytail.

It was the school play, everyone's nerves were on the frits, and their parents couldn't be prouder, that is if the ones parents were present.

Flashback

"Sakura, You'll do most of the narration, as well as play the narrator when she appears in the play."

"Cool!" She grinned and smiled over at Ino who was half swooning over Sasuke, the class heart throb, and half congratulating Sakura.

"Ino, You'll be the nurse." The blonde grinned from ear to ear. That was the part she had wanted when she auditioned!

"Temari. You're the rebel Knight."

"Yesss!" She was just thankful she wasn't something corny like the princess or something. Not to mention she loved the knight.

"Naruto…you…are…." The teacher scanned down the list. "The prince." He wasn't as happy as he would have been if he got the knight position, he had his eye on that one, but hey! The prince was the main character not to mention that must have left that Sasuke-bastard with some shit part!

"Uchiha….the princess." His face dropped. HIM? He Sasuke Uchiha, a man, was the princ-ess! Could they do that? Naruto laughed hysterically.

The only reason the two had tried out was because they lost a card game with Neji. Only after they lost and agreed to the bet did they realize Neji was able to see all of their cards.

They were going to see who would make the better prince and obviously it was Naruto because Sasuke made a much better princess in the eyes of the drama teacher.

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And so there they were. On stage, in front of a good hundred people, Naruto in a stunning prince outfit, and Sasuke…well Sasuke wasn't on just yet.

"And so the two rivals departed, but the prince had one last thing to say," The pink haired girl strode across the stage as she spoke. Her dress was a perfect costume for her. It was of pink and white fabric, lace, and ribbons streaming from the bow tied at her back. She had asked Ino if she could keep it, to which the blonde approved.

"Those who hate. Hate something in themselves." The boy said with such confidence, and spirit, as his voice could be heard even in the last rows without a microphone.

"The knight bowed his head, a smirk played across his face."

"Such wise words, for such a fool." Temari glanced up from the floor just as they had rehearsed. Naruto was still disquieted by that smirk she gave, if it was acting or not. "So go ahead. Take your princess, after all as you said before, only a prince can marry a princess." She strode off of the stage, and once she was hidden by the curtains she pounced on an unsuspecting boy sitting on a bench.

"Jeez woman, calm yourself." He said nonchalantly. "I was napping." He knew the second she had glared at him he had said the wrong thing and corrected himself. "Going…to nap."

"Did I do a good job?"

"You always do. How hard could it be?" He sighed and placed his hands behind his head, starring out the window at the silver clouds passing over the moon.

"Yeah well if it's so easy why didn't you try out?"

"Too troublesome."

"Chyeah. I'm sure."

The curtains drew shut as the scene changed. "Well, Shika get your lazy ass to work."

The boy got the his feet muttered something about women being too bossy and went about doing what a guy on the back-stage crew would do.

"Sooo Sasuke-teme, how does it feel to wear a dress?" Naruto called through the dressing room door.

"Shut up before I shove this corset into your big mouth." Came the snide reply.

"Sasuke-kun, stop moving this thing is a killer to tie." Came Ino's voice. My gods…she was actually touching Sasuke!

"eh-heh-heh-he." Naruto grinned as he strode off. The back stage crew signaled for Sakura to begin her narration and the play continued. Her voice echoed backstage, and the actors for the next scene got ready.

The curtains swung open and Naruto stood center stage the biggest grin he'd ever displayed on his face. Oh, how Sasuke had this coming!

"Dear princess, I have come for you this very night. A question I wish to present to you. From the moment I saw you your womanly grace, and beauty seemed to have stolen my heart, and I wish for it to be returned." He outstretched a hand towards and empty door way.

"What if I wish not to return your heart, dear prince." Came a surprisingly feminine voice. "For it had kept me company for many a night." And from the shadows a figure emerged.