Disclaimer: I do not own nor will ever own Naruto! If I did, Itachi would be doing my taxes. The songs and bands mentioned do not belong to me either; I just do what my muse tells me to.

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Okay, okay, okay I will go back to writing with Lady Fiona now. Happy!

"Please" by Staind

"I'm Alive" by Disturbed

Fushizen means unnatural. Thank You Lady Fiona! -

Not a Devil

I remember the day my future changed before my eyes. I was captured by Itachi and Kisame. I was brought to their base camp. I was not the only one there. Seems Gaara was taken just like me. What we thought was going to happen to us, did not. We were trained to hone in on our demon powers, to become one with them. We grew stronger, and the Akatasuki became our friends. Our family.

Over time, our goals changed. We all seemed to grow up and wonder what else life had in store for us. Itachi over heard me singing one day while I was writing out my feelings on a scroll. The idea had come to us. A new purpose. We did not belong to any village anymore. We did not have to be ninjas anymore if we did not want to. We were our own people.

I did tell him that I still cared for my old village, but he refuted the notion. After all, old woman Tsunade could not keep up thesearch for me forever. No matter how she wanted to. The village of Konoha would not allow her to. My old home became my enemy. I was heart broken for a time while I pondered my future.

That is when the poem I wrote came to life; afterwards, music was put into place. People were assigned parts, coordination of rhythm and harmonious scores were made. My life had a future now. Gaara was happy to have an outlet as well. He put all his pent up feelings and newfound skill into the drums. Itachi had a thing for bass and did it well. Kisame strummed a guitar while I sang. The other Akatasuki members listened in and gave advice. They tuned instruments, and odd jobs to make things work for us. The blonde pony tailed woman, Deidara, became our manager.

With me singing, the rest of the band formed, we were a hit. Our CDs and paraphernalia of merchandise flew out the window. Sold out dates all across all countries. Girls screamed lustful wants while trying to rip our clothes off. Boys chanted and threw up their hands in horn formations at us. Each and everyone one of them wanting our autographs. We all got the recognition we deserved. Fushizen was a hit rock band.

Things change with time. One thing never did. The only thing I can think about still is ebon colored eyes. Raven locks that would always stick out at odd angles in the back. The betrayal. That is what I began to call it later on. I knew the day he left none of us would be the same. He has never left my thoughts throughout these long years.

I look at myself in the mirror in front of me. Getting ready to take the stage, I always look at myself. I know it is still me, but my new appearance some times still shocks me. Becoming one with the fox demon inside me changed not only my appearance, but my attitude.

Tonight was going to be a momentous occasion for us all. Mainly for me. I had sent word to old woman Tsunade what was going to happen tonight. I had everything planned out to a 'T'. I liked it that way now. No more spontaneity. She responded to me that everything was set the way I asked her to do it. She had written about other people I used to know not very well. I skimmed over all the words for one name. He was never in the letters we corresponded with. I destroyed them after reading. I cannot be burdened with the past anymore. Tonight is the last I will think on it. Tonight everyone in Konoha will know I how I feel. Moreover, they will listen.

"Time Naruto." Gaara tells me through the door to the dressing room.

"Coming." is all I say. It's routine after all.

I look at myself in the mirror once again. A torrent of anticipation and anxiety play in my stomach. I run a hand through my spiky hair and sigh. I adjust the black and red leather choker on my neck. I have worn it to every show, and I was not going to stop now. I stand up and glance at myself one last time, and like tradition for every show, I say one name before leaving my dressing room.

"Sasuke…" Time to show all of them how I feel.

……………………………………….POV Change……………………………………

I returned homed disappointed as per usual. Another useless mission, for another useless lord. Even though this agitates me, nothing can compare to the excitement I feel for seeing my favorite band play. I own every CD they have made.

I walk past the huge television screen they will be appearing on in a few short minutes. Just enough time to give report and be back in time to see them play. Tsunade said she had connections with the band manager. She said that is the only reason the concert was being broadcast from deep within the Industrial Country.

I do not really care how or why. Their music strikes a cord inside me. The singer's voice reminds me of the spiked pineapple that I lost so long ago. The band refuses to havepicturestaken or posters made of them. The one draw back. You can only see them in concert.

I look around me as I return to the huge TV. I sit next to Neiji and Hinata at the café facing the screen. Others gather as the TV switches on. We all holler and stand as a warm up band begins to play. We sit back down and chatter about nothing. Well, they chatter. I prefer to be alone.

I wish the idiot were here with me. To share in this experience. I miss his endless energy and optimism. I just miss him. The band playing right now sucks. I just want to see Fushizen. Being around all my former comrades makes me ill.

That is when the band ended and left the stage. We all stand and wait to see them. The ones with the most driven musical talent I have ever heard. That is when I heard it. I know that voice. From a very distant past.

I sit down out of shock. Hinata covers her mouth much in the same way I am floored. We look at each other and nod. The others are trying to place it, but they were never this close to him as we were. Save for Sakura, but no one knows what happened to her as of late. She became more reclusive then I am. If that can be done.

"Hello Industrial Country! We are Fushizen!" his voice is deep and just as raspy as it used to be. It can only be him. It has to be.

The lights pop on. Only the instruments are seen. A low chuckling voice is still heard. In puffs of henge smoke the members appear. I cannot stand anymore. First the sight of Kisame with a guitar, then Itachi. My hated elder brother picks up the bass. This is my worst nightmare come true. Then the drummer appears. The gasps are loud enough around me that I can make my own guffaw.

Gaara. It has to be Gaara. Around his eyes seems to be a raccoon type mask. He no longer has the tattoo on his forehead but on his neck. He is wearing a red tank top. Around each bicep is a solid black tattoo like band. Much like a raccoon tail. It looks so natural that it could not be a tattoo at all. His eyes still held the same glare, but one eye was still the emerald green I remember, but the other is blacker then my own.

I scan back to my brother and Kisame. They are tuning their own instruments. They are both wearing black and red mesh tops. Itachi had tight black leather pants on with knee-high boots with buckles everywhere. Chains hung from everywhere on his belt loops. Kisame had on what looked like wetsuit bottoms. Seems he still had no style. They both looked older, but it was them. Then he appeared.

A loud poof and there he stood. I slid from seat to my knees. It was him. There was no mistaking my urasonkatachi. His hair was still spiked in all directions, but no longer a pure blonde-haired person. It was blonde on the scalp, melted into orange, as it turned red. A dark fire red. My pineapple turned into a fire apparition. He scanned the crowd with a sinister smile I could only imagine was not his own at one time. Fangs bore as he did so, made it more apparent he had become one with the demon inside of him. It made his whisker marks more pronounced. His eyes. Oh kami, his eyes. They were no longer the jewels of pure blue I knew. They were now purple. The darkest I have ever seen. I can only guess that what happened to Gaara had to have happened to him as well.

His chest is covered in a loose black tank top with thin straps. Seems he had been working out while he was gone. His tight black jeans clung to his thighs like a second skin. I mentally drool at this. My rival grew up to be quite the man. Around his neck was a red and black choker. Around each thigh was the same strap that had chains hanging from them.

He grabbed the microphone. Everyone was entranced even more. I was right with them. When he spoke, again I nearly lost my mind. The music began to play. I cannot believe my ears. This was the band I love. This was the man I loved. Both were the same. Myheart nearly fell out of my chest at what he said. The music captivated me. It enraptured everyone around me.

"This first song is a new one I wrote. It is going to appear on the newest CD soon. I hope you enjoy it. I dedicated this song to someone I lost a long time ago. I hope he hears it now." Naruto's voice had a sorrowful twang to it.

He began to sing. His voice got deeper and a bit raspier as he sang the words. My soul reacted before my mind did to the words. I wanted to run to him. Find him and tell him it was okay now. Everything can return to normal. I sat there on my knees as he sang to me. He told me how he felt. How he felt about me and how it affected him. I wanted to scream. I could not stop listening.

"Can't you see that I'm sick of this?
Chances are you're oblivious to how I feel
Sitting on your throne, and I'm sure that I'm not alone,
Not alone, not alone. Tell me please,
Who the fuck did you want me to be?
Was it something that I couldn't see?
Never knew this would be so political.
And please, I'm still wearing this miserable skin
And it's starting to tear from within
But it's obvious that doesn't bother you, so please

I didn't think that you'd sell me out
Now I know what you're all about.
You might feel in control of things.
But you're not holding all the strings.
All the strings, all the strings. Tell me please,
Who the fuck did you want me to be?
Was it something that I couldn't see?
Never knew this would be so political.
And please, I'm still wearing this miserable skin
And it's starting to tear from within
But it's obvious that doesn't matter to you, I've swallowed all your answers
I've swallowed all my pride
You've used up all your chances
Can't keep this all inside Tell me please,
Who the fuck did you want me to be?
Was it something that I couldn't see?
Never knew this would be so political.
And please, I'm still wearing this miserable skin
And it's starting to tear from within
But it's obvious that doesn't bother you So please don't keep telling me that it's ok
I don't buy all the shit that you say
And quite honestly I'm fucking sick of it
so please if I cut off this nose from my face
Then I wouldn't feel so out of place
But it still wouldn't be quite enough for you,
so please."

I want to weep. After all this time, he thought I did not care about him. That I never understood what he was going through. That he did not mean anything at all. I vow here that I will find him. I will let him know that he is wanted, adored, loved. Always has been. A couple of villagers next to me were snickering at him on the screen as he went into another song. This one from one of the many albums they had. They were pointing and saying what a loser. Couldn't become Hokage and is now a whiny little demon boy.

I stood up and went over to them. I have no idea who they are, but they know who I am. Everyone in this village does. I was the one that ran away to study under Orochimaru. I was the general behind the last Sound, Konoha war. I betrayed him in the end, but I didn't do it for them. I did it for him. Then I came to find he wasn't here. He hadn't been here for years. Yet, they detested him more then me. I killed their parents and loved ones with summoned snakes, but I was still the beloved Uchiha heir. It makes me sick to know this. I do nothing about it. Until now.

I punched both men right into the back wall of the café. Naruto wasn't here to do this for himself. I am doing it for everyone that gets misjudged and mistreated. I hear a chuckle behind me. I turn to see Temari laughing at me. I raise an eyebrow to show my interest as into why she is giggling at me. Without having to actually voice the question, which she must have picked up from years of traveling with Gaara, she answered me.

"About time someone did something like that. Just never thought it'd be the temperamental and emotionally constipated Uchiha." Without another word, she turned back to the screen and cheered for her brother and his band. Even if he could not see or hear her, she was giving him her support.

I smirked. I joined her and the others. We celebrated for them the entire concert. Even now that we know who they are, does not stop us from enjoying their music. Naruto pranced and head banged as he sang his lyrics. Itcahi was solemn as he strummed the score line. Gaara banged his head in time to his beats. Kisame played his solo with finesse.

"The last song is also from the newest CD. I dedicate this one to my old village." His eyes looked right into the cameras as he said that. The entire crowd shivered. It was creepy and sexy all rolled into one.

"Never again will I be dishonored
And never again will I be reminded
Of living within the world of the jaded
They kill inspiration
It's my obligation
To never again, allow this to happen
Where do I begin?
The choices are endless
Denying the sin
My art, my redemption
I carry the torch of my fathers before me The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away
There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice
To change myself, I'd rather die
Though they will not understand
I won't make the greatest sacrifice
You can't predict where the outcome lies
You'll never take me alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
Change again, cannot be considered
I rage again, dispelling my anger
Where do I begin?
The choices are endless
My art, my redemption, my only salvation
I carry the gift that I have been blessed with
My soul is adrift in oceans of madness
Repairing the rift that you have created
I am not alone, brothers, give me your arms now The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away
There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice
To change myself, I'd rather die
Though they will not understand
I won't make the greatest sacrifice
You can't predict where the outcome lies
You'll never take me alive I'm no slave
Are you feeling brave?
Or have you gone out of your mind?
No more games
It won't feel the same
If I hold my anger inside
There's no meaning
My soul is bleeding
I've had enough of your kind
One suggestion, use your discretion
Before you
label me blind

The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away
There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice
To change myself, I'd rather die
Though they will not understand
I won't make the greatest sacrifice
You can't predict where the outcome lies
You'll never take me alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive!"

He threw done his microphone and raised his arms and howled. The crowd in the concert hall did the same. Everyone outside and inside the café did as well. We cheered and screamed as they each disappeared in a puff of smoke in the order they appeared. Before Naruto left the stage, he picked up the mike once again. This time I smiled.

"To everyone that hated me, to everyone in that village I mentioned, that wishes I was dead…." We all waited for him to say something.

"Fuck you." Poof he was gone. We all lost it. Laughing, pointing at random villagers, we enjoyed it so much. He said what we all wanted to. He told them what he needed to for a very long time. He was free now. Truly free. I hugged Hinata. We knew he was safe, and were so happy for him. She whispered in my ear what I needed to hear.

"Go to him Sasuke-kun…..please?"

I nodded. We separated and I took off. I had to pack. I had to get many things in order before I left. My moron was waiting for me, and I have many things I need to say to him. Then maybe, just maybe, in his dressing room I'll have my way with him.

Lady Shard: What's this? Naruto tells off Konoha FINALY! I might continue it I'm not sure though. Wouldn't know where to take it really. I'm sure Lady Fiona will though if she wants to that is. Please read and review.Flames get marshmallows made on them

Lady Fiona: I might... I need lots of reviews to convince me though. I am Betaing another story right now. smiles