Last chap in the beach thingy arc. Yaay! Back to where I can be inspired by random things! And huzzah to a long chapter! Why? Well because this update and the last were sort of…late, I don't know...I felt like I needed to write a longer chapter to make up for it.
Thankehs to Rayray for beta-ing!
Sorry for the late update…
Chapter 8: Forever Love, Forever Dream
"Okay people, if you want to get this dance done before we have to go home, then you better put your internal cell-phones or whatever the heck powers you young people on speed dial!"
Tenten muttered something to herself about people our age being compared to cell-phones and electronics before wandering off to help Neji with some streamers. Ino rolled her eyes at Anko and her megaphone, with a sarcastic, "You know, it probably won't even rain anyways."
I looked at the clear blue sky and nodded in agreement with her. There wasn't a cloud in sight; I highly doubted that in the space of a few hours it could start pouring rain.
Anko frowned, having heard what Ino said, and walked off to where the rest of the teachers were…still sitting. I swear. They hadn't moved since that morning's…incident with Lee's curry. Some of them were still clad in fleece pajamas with little pink hearts, and their names embroidered in fancy calligraphy stitched on the sleeve…thankfully none of them were from the male gender.
I looked around, pulling my hair up into a ponytail to keep it out of my face…someone had pulled out a bunch of boxes from the underneath container of the bus, and revealed it to be something a star DJ would have drooled over. Three or four waist-height speakers, a music control tower and a box with so many CD's, I didn't think you could go through all of their contents in a year.
"Eaaaahh!—mphfglm" A crashing sound came from behind me. Whipping around resulted in the revealing of a certain blonde male who had knocked over a pile of equipment onto himself somehow. Hinata and a few of the other people went to help him get up and put the machinery back where it was. I would have, but then again, running to the aid of someone else when you have stacks of boxes in your arms really isn't the smartest thing to do, now is it?
I sighed at the mess Naruto had created before grabbing a few boxes and setting them down on the side to help clear things up a bit.
"Neji! You don't hang streamers like that!" An exasperated Tenten pulled a roll of white streamers out of Neji's hand.
"Well then how the heck do you hang them!"
"You need to twist them like this!" She pulled about a foot off the roll, twirling it between her fingers.
"Why would I want to do that? Putting them up straight looks fine!"
"No it doesn't!"
"Yes it does!"
"No it doesn't you stubborn Hyuuga re—" Her face turned pink, the roll of streamers being crushed by her fist. One of her buns started to unravel, making her look like some kind of rabid animal or something.
"Why not?" Neji interrupted his face a slightly rosier tinge than his normal pale pallor.
"…"
"See?"
"Shut up Neji."
"Make me."
SMACK. The roll of streamers bounced off Neji's finely groomed head, lying half unrolled in the sand. Both he and Tenten looked at it, fuming at each other, neither giving in to the other to go pick it up.
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What noise would streamers make of they bounced off someone's head? --;;
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"…"
They finally turned apart, both grabbing a new roll of the paper decorations, the white streamers left to lie on the beach until someone bothered to pick it up.
I rolled my eyes and grabbed a box of new streamers from over where I was, seeing as how Neji and Tenten were using theirs, they would be gone in a couple of minutes.
"OI! DON"T PUT THAT COLOUR THERE!" Tenten had turned around to see Neji wrapping a purple streamer around a second purple one that was already up.
"Well where the heck am I supposed to put it!"
"Stop saying heck Neji." A bored, unexcited voice cut into the conversation. Kakashi stood there, his single visible eye looking about as excited about the whole trip as he would have looked in a normal classroom.
"Well what am I supposed to say?"
"Something other than that. You're setting an example for all the little kids here."
Neji looked around him, at all of the people setting up decorations or speakers who were at least his age or older. He frowned at the grey-haired sensei. "Little kids?"
Kakashi simply shook his head before wandering off somewhere, but I swear I saw his bored black eyes dart over to Gai and Lee. The two bowl-cut spandex-wearing males were sitting in the sand, amidst all of the commotion that was going on around them…building a sand castle.
I traded looks with Shino, who, emotionless as ever had caught Kakashi's quick look over to them. I think he rolled his eyes, but I'm not really sure…he had on those stupid black glasses on, and I couldn't tell what he was thinking from his face, because…well because the only emotion I could see was…nothingness.
Naruto, who was walking past somehow managed to drop a box of paper plates. They flew through the air in seemingly slow motion. Lee made a diving motion, to try and protect the fragile pile of sand he'd been building, but missed, and the plates continued to fall. Gai looked up from putting a tiny paper umbrella—the kind you find in soda drinks, I might add—and opened his mouth in a silent, "NOOOOOOO!"
He flailed his arms out spectacularly in front of him, trying to catch the stack of ten paper plates, bought 50 percent off, but it was too late. The plates landed in the castle, crushing it and the little pink umbrella in one magnificent fall of almost two feet from above. Rivers of tears streamed down Lee's face, and Gai tried his best to imitate the younger version of him, but his face came out more like the backside of a rather wrinkly monkey.
A normally stoic Shino, who had been comply emotionless a moment before, snorted. And what a snort it was! It would have made Tonton, one of our teachers' pet pig proud. Then he left rather quickly, after seeing several people around him look at him weirdly.
Neji rolled his eyes, and turned back to decorating after taking a roll of lime coloured streamers out of the box I was carrying. Tenten turned around to grab one, and stuck her tongue out at Neji as she did. She whipped around to put up the streamer, other bun falling out over her face. With a frustrated huff, she angrily pulled the brown locks back into a messy bun before tacking the pink paper up as if she was trying to kill someone with the little bronze pin. Clenching her teeth, she snatched a pair of scissors from around her waist and attempted to cut the streamers.
"SHIT." Tenten hissed out the curse and grabbed her finger, watching as red drops of blood slid down her wrist into the sand below. The scissors had slipped, leaving a long gash up the side of her hand and half-way down her forearm. I watched her grimace as she attempted to stem the flow of red with a corner of her luckily red sweater.
Neji half ran, half jogged off of his stepladder and over to her, leaving a second roll of white streamers to rot in the sand. I sighed, and walked over to pick it up for him.
"You okay?"
"I'm fine!" she tried to turn away, having still not fully forgiven him for his lack in decorating taste.
"No you're not. There's blood all over your arm." He grabbed her other arm and pulled her away from the scissors, pins and mess of bloody streamers on the sand over to where Genma was reclined in a beach chair.
"Sensei!"
"Mrph…?"
"Tenten cut herself."
Genma opened one eye, pulling sunglasses halfway down his face. In the time of a second, the colour drained from his face. His other eyes opened and he fell out of his chair, legs getting tangled up in the lacquer straps that a second ago had been supporting him. His sunglasses fell off of one ear so they hung askew on his face, covering one eye, and dangling down to his cheek on the other side.
He struggled with the chair and glasses for a moment, before simply telling the Hyuuga and his bleeding counterpart to go to a different teacher, as he found himself stuck. I'm not sure if he actually was, or if he just had a really bad fear of blood, as his face was looking quite a lot paler than usual.
Neji groaned and pulled Tenten, who was still loosing quite a lot of blood, and growing paler by the minute over to where another of the teachers was sprawled out on the sand. I thought about going back to help finish decorating, but Genma looked so helpless that I couldn't help going over to help him. He couldn't have been much older than me, as it was only his first year teaching at the academy, according to Jin's vast knowledge of teachers and their odd histories.
"You need help, sensei?"
He nodded, looking more exhausted than usual, as he kept trying to get untangled from the restraint of the chair.
xXx
"Well! Now that we're all ready for this thing, what should we do next?" Anko clapped her hands together, surveying all of the pretty paper things hanging about in the air around her. She looked like a little kid who had just entered a sweet shop for the first time in their life.
"We didn't plan to have the dance part, as well as dinner until about seven o'clock, and it's only six." Kakashi finished off where Anko, who was still staring at the streamers and trinkets with joy had left off. "Any one got any ideas about what they think would be good until it's time for the dance?"
His eyes fell on me, and I simply shrugged, nothing coming to mind. Ino and Tenten shook their heads.
"SWIMMING!" Lee jumped up from his place beside the still slightly distorted looking castle he and Gai had tried to restore, doing that thumbs-up pinging smile pose he always did. "Let's see who can dive down the deepest!"
"Free diving?" Kakashi looked at Lee, frowning slightly, "Do you know how many people die every year trying to free dive? It's not very safe, and besides, we'll be all wet for the dance and dinner later. No one wants to be in wet clothes when they're eating."
"How about…a three-legged race or something? We always used to do that when we were little, and it used to pass the time pretty quickly. And then maybe after that, we could do the sack-jumping race too, except in our sleeping bags?" Jin spoke up from near the back of the crowd, her crazy little ferret seeming to nod in agreement.
"Sure…but how will we decide the partners and everything?" Anko asked her, finally out of her daze.
"Name drawing again? That seemed to work well last time. But maybe only the three-legged race, because I doubt most of us would enjoy sending our sleeping bags into the dry cleaners to rid them of all the sand that would gather up inside them from jumping around in them on a beach, now would we?" Kakashi pointed out, rubbing his fabric-covered chin thoughtfully. "And maybe we can somehow mix swimming into this…" he looked out of the water, not at all noticing the fact that he was contradicting himself quite badly. "You'd better all put bathing suits on, just incase."
Jin nodded, grabbing Kaida's tail when he tried to jump off of her shoulder and sink his teeth into Lee's leg again. Lee made a face and stuck his tongue out at the ferret when he saw this, but recoiled in the next second when Jin scowled at him. She was very protective of the ferret, even though he often got her into trouble with his constant misbehaviors in class and around the academy. Chasing after Lee and latching onto a spandex-clad leg seemed to be his latest joy.
Genma pulled a bag out of a pocket in his jacket, which mysteriously enough contained all of the names that we had used in the last draw. How he'd managed to obtain them all again, I wasn't so sure…maybe he'd written them all again or something…or perhaps all of the teacher kept extras for everything they used in class. That wasn't the most normal thing I'd ever seen a teacher to do prevent turmoil in a class, but then again, were teacher's ever normal?
I sighed and turned my attention back to the rest of the people who were starting to gather back in the line to draw names again. The weirdness of teachers was something to contemplate on a rainy day, or long car ride. Maybe I'd think about it on the ride back to the academy.
"Who do you think you'll get this time?" Ino and Hinata joined the line behind me.
I laughed, "It doesn't really matter, as long as it's not Lee again!"
Ino snickered at my misfortune, and ducked, narrowly avoiding being hit in the head with a ferret flying on his way towards Lee.
"H-he's r-really not t-that bad, y-you know, S-Sakura" Hinata muttered, gaze fixed determinedly at the sand at her feet.
I looked around for Tenten, but apparently she and Neji hadn't returned with one of the teachers from her incident with the scissors.
xXx
"Growf."
"Are you really sure he's not gonna jump up and take a chunk out of the end of my nose like Kaida?" I looked nervously at the tiny puppy sitting in the sand beside me while Kiba tied our legs together.
"Yes, I'm sure!"
"Cause I thought Kaida was pretty harmless and cute until he started attacking Lee's leg like some kind of rabid little…thing or something."
"You wouldn't if you were a ferret and your caretaker didn't care if you went around biting the legs of people clad in violently green coloured spandex?"
I laughed, "Good point."
"Well Akamaru says he'd like to take a chunk out of Lee, but since Kaida's doing such a good job at it, then he's gonna leave the job to him."
"That's good." I said, grinning at the brown-haired teen.
Kiba finished tying the rope, and with a satisfied sort of noise, attempted to stand up with me. We both toppled over in the sand again, laughing. After a few more tires, though, it began to get rather annoying. Almost like that sitting challenge you do with a partner, when you lock arms and sit down, and then try and stand up without removing your arms. It was frustrating.
"Need some help?" Sasuke asked, having somehow managed to get to his feet with a ferret-bearing Jin. He offered a hand, and tried to pull me up, with Jin tugging on Kiba.
They somehow managed to get us to our feet, with Kaida growling under his breath at a certain someone nearby, and Akamaru yipping his encouragement. Now all we had to do was manage not to topple over again by the end of the race, and we'd be good, I noted with a thankful smile at the Uchiha.
"Is everyone ready for the race?" Genma's voice boomed out over the pairs gathered around in various places on the beach. Apparently, like Naruto, he didn't need a megaphone to make his voice heard by everyone. "If you're ready, then come line up along this strip of red ribbon."
We walked over, not bothering to run and risk falling over again. I looked at the red ribbon that Genma he pointed to. It stretched a fair bit over the beach, maybe about 100 meters, before whipping over to the left, and into the water. Thankfully it didn't go too deep before swerving back onto the beach, and out of sight. This race was going to take longer than expected.
Lee, who was somehow paired up with Sage again almost joined the line beside us, but decided against it when he saw that, unlike Jin, who was tied to Sasuke, Kaida was restrained by nothing.
When Naruto, and a knew from my science class finally joined the line, Genma pulled out a cap gun from the same pocket that the bag of names had come from, as well as a pair of noise reducing earphones to protect him from the noise the gun made. I rolled my eyes; another thing to contemplate. Whether or not Genma's pocket was magically programmed to be bottomless and hold a lot of things, or whether or not anything he needed just randomly appeared when he needed it. Seriously! How often do people walk around with cap guns and headphones, or a bag of names in their pocket on an overnight trip to the beach!
Kiba poked my arm, snapping me back to the real world. "We'll start with the middle leg, okay?"
I gave him a strange look. Middle…leg? Maybe his poke hadn't snapped me back completely or something.
"For the race."
"Oh. Oops. I didn't know what you were talking about for a second." I made an embarrassed smile, and nodded to let him know that I had a brain.
"READY! ON YOUR MARKS, GET SET, GO!" Genma pulled the gun into the air and let a loud crack run out over the beach.
It might have been a god thing for him to have those handy-dandy earphones, but for the people closest to him, when they started running, a loss of proper hearing led to falling down almost immediately. I almost felt sorry for them, but then again, it was a race.
Left, right, left, right.
The rhythm of the footsteps drilled itself into my skull until the only thing I had to wry about were the random obstacles scattered about the track. One of the teachers, presumably Gai, had gone around, scattering things like large bits of driftwood or rocks. More than a few people managed to trip and find themselves lying upside down in the sand when one of their tree legs managed to catch itself and knock the running pair over.
Once, I almost tripped on Akamaru, who was running beside me, but, he somehow managed to avoid my legs, and run over beside Kiba instead, to avoid tripping me.
We were almost at the water, and there were still quite a few people running around us. Sage and Shino, Hinata and some random dude, as well as Ino and Shikamaru, just to name a few of them. Naruto and his partner were somehow managing to keep up as well, despite the fact that both of them were tripping on something every once in a while.
Looking ahead a bit, I saw Jin and Sasuke. It amazed me how far they were from us, but not that much. Jin was, after all, one of the taller girls in my grade, which almost automatically made her really good at running. Sasuke, somehow, was managing to keep up with her long legs without tripping. I laughed, and pointed it out to Kiba. Sasuke almost had to jump every time it was his turn to step forwards with his free leg, and Jin dragged him forwards quite a bit when they stepped with the middle leg.
Kiba snickered at them, and pointed out the fact that the only way Jin could have been paired up with someone and not drag them along with her would have had to be one of the taller teachers.
I opened my mouth to add something else, but whatever my words were going to be, they turned into a yell. We'd just entered the water, and the sudden fact that we couldn't drag out legs forwards as quickly, as well as she shock of cold water freaked me out. Kiba groaned, and covered his ear, deafened slightly from my outburst. I was about to say sorry when my foot caught on an underwater…something, and I swallowed a mouthful of nasty salt water instead.
Surfacing again, I saw Kiba sitting up to his waist in water, a rather dazed look on his face. He shook his head to clear it, and we somehow managed to get to our feet again with the coaxing yips of Akamaru. Wading through the water again, I noticed the Jin was having some trouble in the deeper water. Although having long legs and good running skills on the land might have been good, it wasn't the same in the water. She and Sasuke eventually halted for a break, and we grew closer to them.
At last, back on the land, wet and tired, we started slowing down. Wading through the water for so long wasn't very good for a race, never mind a thee-legged one. We were level with Jin and Sasuke now, who were walking rather than running, which was a good thing for Sasuke. Akamaru gave a challenging yip to them, and Kaida snarled his response.
Jin patted him on the head as if he was a perfect little pet, and kept walking. I sighed, fed up with the race, but I didn't want to loose, and injure Kiba's ego or something. Thankfully, I could see the ending, with Kakashi sitting in as lawn chair much like the one Genma had become entangled in earlier. He stood up when he saw us coming, one of those ugly black and white checkered flags you always see at races in his hands. Genma had probably pulled that from his pocket as well, I thought.
After another tiring couple of steps, we managed to cross the line just behind Jin and Sasuke, with Ino, Shikamaru, Sage and Shino pulling up behind us.
At the resting area, where Anko was sitting with drinks and slices of apple, like some kind of soccer-mom, I collapsed in the sand, dragging Kiba down beside me. I tried to untie our legs, but the knot was too weird, so I just let it be. Kiba watched me try, and after I'd given up, attempted to undo it, but apparently, after having been tied dry, and then soaked in water had done something. He couldn't get it undone either, so we had to wait until Kakashi came around with a pair of scissors to cut everyone loose; we hadn't been the only ones stuck tied together.
"Well!" Anko exclaimed, a happy-and-evil grin on her face after everyone had been freed of their restraints, "Now that you've thoroughly tired your poor little souls out, how about some dinner!
We nodded, although not that enthusiastically. Actually, cut that, the only one that actually nodded was Chouji, and it was probably just because we were having Korean barbeque for dinner or something. Which also added to the mystery of how us, all of our luggage, all of the party stuff, sound and music stuff, as well as fifteen odd portable barbeques fit into one bus without making something explode all over the road on the way here. I groaned inwardly, there was another thing to ponder on the way back. Perhaps the bus was simply bottomless, like Genma's pocket…
But either way, and despite the fact that I hadn't had the energy to nod to Anko, I was starving. Anything that was food sounded good at the moment. I walked back over to where I'd eaten the last two days beside where Sasuke was already sitting. Genma came around and put one of the portable barbeques on the spot where our fire from last night had been.
Jin gave warning look to Lee that said something like if-you-even-come-near-to-cooking-anything-I'm-gonna-set-Kaida-on-you before sitting down across the circle from him. Kaida turned his beady little eyes on Lee, as if possessed by some kind of demon before snuggling into Jin's hair, and lying on her shoulders like a living scarf, his eyes never leaving the shiny bowl-cut hair.
Sage rolled her eyes at the three of them, and dragged Lee's attention away from the ferret, with some dull sort of conversation about the fluctuations of gold on the stock market or something. I didn't bother trying to look, as I'd probably end up being more tired than I already was. Most of my conversations with Sage, Shino and even once in a while Shikamaru tended to end up being quite boring and eventless.
xXx
"Do you think someone's gonna ask you to dance?" Ino whispered in me ear, as Anko and Kakashi fiddles with the sound and music, trying to get it to the right volume so that it wouldn't echo too badly over the ocean.
"No clue…I don't even know most of the guys here that well." I said, looking over all of the people sitting or sanding around talking. "Most of them don't even look like they'd want to dance anyways, though."
Ino giggled, "You'll see. And if no one does ask you, then I'll tell Shikamaru to dance with you, because he has to dance with me anyways."
I looked at her, "But Shitahe's not even here! How will she know if you danced with him or not? And besides, even if she was here, I doubt even Sasuke would ask her to dance."
Ino rolled her eyes, "Believe it or not, even if she's here, she'll find out everything that happened from her 'friends' that are here. And even if Sasuke wouldn't want to dance with her if she was here, she'd find some way to blackmail him through her brother or someone else until he gave in. Everything she does tends to revolve around crafty actions like that."
"Really? I feel sorry for him." I told her, looking at him talk to Neji, and Tenten, who had thankfully recovered from her great loss of blood, with no ill side affects except for being really, really pale.
"Don't."
I looked back at Ino in surprise, "Why?"
"If you constantly got blackmailed and threatened by someone, wouldn't you like…tell a teacher or something? Or at least tell them to stop?"
"Yeah…"
"Well Shitahe first started doing stuff like that to Sasuke in…" She paused, racking her memory for the correct year. "Grade six, I think it was. Well back then, everyone in the opposite gender had cooties, and was disgusting, so Shitahe was considered pretty weird. She always made him help her with homework and stuff, and then over the years it got worse. In grade seven, they started going out, and he only just found the strength to break up with her a couple of weeks ago."
I looked at the sand at my feet, running my toes through it. "That's not very nice… did something happen that made him so un-resistant to stuff like that or something?" I asked, turning back to Ino again.
Ino's normally happy blue eyes turned dull. "You'll probably find out someday, but I don't think it's really my place to talk to you about things like that. Maybe you could ask him about it or something. He seems to like talking to you."
"He likes…talking to me!" I frowned. "I thought the only reason he was even paying attention to the fact that I existed was because I was always around you guys, and you're his friends.
Ino stuck her tongue out, poking me in the stomach, "Of course he pays attention to people! Why wouldn't he know you existed! It's not like your some kind of germ on the back of his hand or something that's easy to wash off with a little bit of soap!"
I laughed, and poked her back. "Some kind of germ! You certainly have a way with words, Miss Yamanaka!"
"Well what was I supposed to compare you with?"
"I don't know, maybe something maybe a little more relevant to the world!"
Ino opened her mouth to say something back at me, but she was cut off short by someone who had come up in front of us with a loud,
"AHEM."
I jumped at the loud voice and looked up into the face of one Nara Shikamaru, who was standing there rather sheepishly. "Are you going to ask me to dance?"
Ino stood up, putting her hand on her hips, as if to mock him, "Shika-kun, girls don't ask guys to dance. It's too weird."
He put a hand behind his head, rubbing it thoughtfully, taking in what Ino had just said. "Um…well…"
Ino raised one eyebrow, looking at him, her eyes sparkling once again.
"Um…do you want…" he looked up at the moonlit clouds, still partly dyed pink from the dying sun, "Ugh, this is so troublesome."
"Do I want to…what?"
"Doyouwanttodance?" he blurted out, his words coming so quickly I couldn't even distinguish the space between them.
Ino's raised eyebrow dropped down into a frown, her hands coming off of her waist, making her the exact picture of someone who knew what was going to happen, but knew that it was going to take a while for it to actually happen.
Shikamaru sighed, a slight rosy tinge coming into his cheeks, "Do you want to dance?"
Ino grinned, and grabbed his hands, leading him off into the center of the ring, where couples were already dancing. Although it really wasn't much f a dance…still that awkward see-saw sort of 'in one place' dance that you do when you first start out dancing. Although, I have to admit, no one actually really gets down to boogie like you see in the movies. You only do the see-saw, or get all hyper and jump around with your friends; no actually 'dancing dancing'.
I smiled, when Ino and her 'Shika-kun' joined the other see-sawing couples, and went over to where a white-as-paper Tenten was sitting with Neji. She nodded, and waved her un-injured hand when she saw me coming over, and Neji merely nodded at me, like most of the guys with his emotional range did. Looking at Tenten's other arm revealed quite a few stitches, as well as some of the gauze cloth bandages that I often saw wrapped around some of the other girls' arms when we were sparring hand-to-hand in weapons class.
"You managed to survive somehow?" I asked Tenten, pointing to the stitches on her arm, which made her look like some kind of hero of war or something.
"Yeah." She grinned, "Thanks to Neji, who somehow managed to get Shizune-sensei to drive twenty miles above the speed limit to get to the hospital."
I looked at Neji in surprise, but he wouldn't meet my eyes. "How fast was the speed limit!"
"It was only 60mph because the hospital was in a school zone thingy, so we were going like…really fast for a place like that. At first he wanted to drive, but Shizune said that he wasn't allowed to touch her car, so he just sort of sat in the driver's seat…doing something…" She frowned, trying to remember, but nothing came, "I can't really recall anything, because apparently I was in some kind of traumatic shock or something. I don't know if that's true, but that's what the doctor said after I go the stitches in.
Neji rolled his eyes, and walked off, apparently not enjoying the praise Tenten was giving him.
She stuck her tongue out at his retreating back before turning her attention back to me. "I know he doesn't like me talking about stuff he does. He thinks it makes him sound too full of himself or something."
"How? Wouldn't it be something good to have someone praise you?"
"Apparently not to him it isn't."
I rolled my eyes at the Hyuuga, and leaned back in my chair, looking up at the sky. Maybe I could start to ponder about Genma's pocket, or the bottomless bus or something. I looked back towards the see-sawing dancers again, saving my contemplations for later.
Ino, who had been weird enough about dancing before, and how it was all to prove that she could like up to Shitahe's expectations or something seemed to have forgotten that it was all because of a challenge. She was swaying back and forth to the beat of the music with Shikamaru, eyes closed, and her head leaning on his chest. He wasn't staring up at the sky so awkwardly anymore, but his eyes were still affixed to it, almost dreamily. Ino's blue eyes opened slightly, and closed again.
I looked up at the sky too, taking in the far off cold, yet twinkling light that the tiny bits of white had scattered across a giant blue-black canvas. I felt Tenten stand up and walk away when someone called her, but I stayed seated. She'd probably gone off to dance with someone.
One of my favorite slow-dancing songs from my old school started playing, and I couldn't help swaying my head from side to side. (A/N: song Forever Love by X Japan, translated into English)
I'll never walk alone again; the winds of time are to strong.
Ah, it's that what you hurts, which you'll have to live with...
Ah, this tight embrace, and this burning, unchanged heart.
In this ever changing time, love will never change.
I closed me eyes, going back into a little imaginative world that I kept in the back of my mind for times like this. It was like a whole little world, only for me, and I could loose myself in it whenever I felt like it. You might call it daydreaming, but I preferred to think of it as my own little world.
Will you hold my heart? Stop flowing tears.
Again, all of my heart is broken...
Forever love, forever dream
Only flowing emotions, bury this intense,
trying, meaningless times.
Oh tell me why ... all I see is blue in my heart.
I subconsciously raised my hands up as if I were dancing with someone, not caring if the whole world was watching.
Will you stay with me? Wait until after the wind passes,
all my tears are still flowing...
Forever love, forever dream
Stay with me like this.
Hold my trembling heart in the dawn.
Oh stay with me...
Hands took mine, interlocking fingers with my own, pulling me to my feet. I looked up a few inches into onyx pools of darkness shining from the light of the stars above. Dark strands of hair framed the pools, opposing the pale sink hidden underneath them. "You want to dance?"
Ah, everything good seems to be ending,
in this unending night.
Ah, what else would you lose if nothing at all matters.
I grinned, and walked over to the spot where all the other couples were dancing. I put my hands around his neck, and he put his around my waist. I closed my eyes when that comforting smell entered my senses. Sasuke rocked back and forth with me, a mirror image of all the other see-sawing couples on the sand. Honestly…couldn't they think of any other dancing moves? Even a waltz would have been cooler than simply rocking back and forth like some kind of nervous wreck. Actually…most of them were probably nervous, to some extent. After all, dancing with someone of the opposite gender wasn't really something you do everyday, now was it? At my old school, etiquette had been one of the main focuses, so we'd all learned how to dance. Apparently the students of this academy didn't know how to do anything other than see-saw.
It would have been nice if they had learned how to dance. I felt like moving in a different motion than simply rocking back and forth to the music, inhaling Sasuke's personal smell. Although…it wasn't a bad thing…I'd just have liked to move around more.
Forever love, forever dream,
Stay with me like this.
Hold my trembling heart in the dawn.
The chorus picked up, and I felt Sasuke hesitate. I tilted my head upwards to look at his face, but before I could, he took in a deep breath, and twirled me around. My body moved by itself, following the steps of a dance that he'd brought me into.
My inner self laughed quietly. I had been wrong; perhaps not about everyone, but for sure about Sasuke.
Oh will you stay with me... Until the wind passes,
stay with me again.
The song slowed down slightly as it neared its end. Sasuke pulled me close to himself again. I closed my eyes once more, and leaned my head against his chest. He put his hands on my waist, falling back into a slower rocking to the music. My mind emptied of everything. Even time seemed to stop, as the ending of the song continued to play in my mind, as if not wanting to end…
Forever love, forever dream, I'll never walk this path.
Oh tell me why, tell me true, and teach me how to live.
Forever love, forever dream, within flowing tears
Bright seasons will forever change again and again...
Forever love...
I'm sorry for the late update e.e;;
Note, the song above is Forever Love by X Japan, and I used a translation, cause the Japanese lyrics looked really weird to me in an English fic.
R&R are much loved and appreciated!
-Citree
