Unconscious Recognitions-Chapter 2-Suprise Audition
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or anythingrelated with the show, except for a T-shirt...sigh
Nor do I own the songs shown in this chapter, previous chapters, and upcoming chapters. sighs again. Life is so depressing when you dont' own anything...hehe...
Chapter-2-
Sakura woke up to find herself still sleeping on the couch in the living room. She groaned uncomfortably. She groaned again because she remembered the information her mother had told her of yesterday.
"I swear, I'm gonna get her back for this," she muttered. She sat up straight, staring at the blank tv screen. She, once again, groaned because she remembered who the information was about that her mother told her of yesterday. 'Sasuke' she thought, his name dripping with venom coming from Sakura. How do Sakura and Sasuke know each other? Well...
Flashback:
A girl sat on the lush green grass of the park, playing with a small, pink flower. She began to hum. This was Haruno Sakura at five years of age.
She was sitting peacefully, looking up at the clouds at the same time when a shadow came over her. She turned around to find it was her neighbor, Uchiha Sasuke.
"Ohayou, Sasuke-kun!" she greeted happily, beginning to stand up. He just stood there, his arms folded, a blank look on his face, and continued to stare.
"Nani?...What's wrong Sasuke-kun?" she asked, tilting her head to one side. She put her hand on his forehead to see if he was running a fever or anything like that. Sure enough, he was perfectly fine.
"Nothing's wrong with me," he replied dully. (Wow, four words, it's his own Sasuke World Record.) "I just wondered why you were here while everyone else is over there at the playground," he said. Sakura smiled sadly.
"Nobody ever plays with me anyways, so what's the point in trying to get along, when no one wants to even try themselves?" she stated, more than asked. Sasuke kept a blank face but inside he was kind of impressed. 'She know's what she's talkin' about,' he thought to himself.
"Well, that's all I wanted to know, forehead-girl," he said dismissingly. "Ja." and he began to walk off. Sakura was ticked off. Usually she'd cry, but she had changed her mind set on that subject. She ran up behind him and poked him on his shoulder.
He stopped and turned back around to her. "What?" he asked calmly. Sakura's vein popped. "It's not nice to call people names! Especially forehead-girl!" she complained. He shrugged. "It's not my fault that it's true," he replied cooly. (Even when they're this young, they still act the exact same...o.O; weird ne?)
Sakura got even more mad. "Geez, what made you so mean! Oh yeah, I forgot, your mad at the world since you have chicken hair!" she retorted, crossing her arms and pouting. He glared. "I do not," he stated. Sakura smirked. "Yes, you do."
"No, I dont."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"I said no I don't!" Sasuke said finally. Sakura smirked. "If you stop calling me forehead-girl, I'll stop calling you chicken-hair," she stated calmly. He thought for a bit then replied, "Fine, it's a deal," he said, and he walked off, Sakura right next to him. He didn't say anything about it. "I still don't trust you, Uchiha," Sakura said skeptically.
He rolled his eyes. "I swear it, Sakura," he said while they were still walking. Sakura smiled and continued to walk with him towards the swings. "I swear...forehead-girl," he muttered. "Chicken-hair," she retorted since she heard what he had mumbled.
Ever since that fateful day, they were bitter enemies, yet still...they were...in a strange, weird, odd sorta way...best friends 'til the end.
End Flashback.
Sakura smiled at the thought. She glanced over at the clock on the wall and it read 8:30. She groaned and she hauled herself up off of the plushy couch and dragged herself up the stairs to her room.
'Might as well get ready now, don't want to give a wrong impression to the Uchiha Jerk.' she thought bitterly. She grabbed her outfit for today which consisted of a pair of black cargo pants, a dark red shirt with the name 'HARUNO' on the back in big, bold, black letters, and a pair of white tennis shoes. She hopped in the bathroom and took a quick, five minute shower and dressed herself. She came out and went back into her room.
She looked at herself in the large mirror that sat atop of her tan dresser, making sure she didn't have anything like a stain on her clothes. 'I swear, if he doesn't let me sing, I'll rip out his intestines, I'll cut off his-" she thought evilly but her mother cut her off. once again. (she just likes thinking those kinds of mean thoughts, doesn't she?)
"Sakura! Are you getting ready?" came Tsunade's loud voice from downstairs. "Hai, okaa-san!" (yes, mother!) Sakura yelled back. She went in the bathroom once more to brush her hair and her teeth, put on lotion, and all that other good stuffs.
She walked downstairs to find her mother lounging on the couch, talking rapidly to someone on her little black and silver cell phone. Sakura rolled her eyes.
"Oh, here she is now," she heard Tsunade say. "Sakura, hon, someone on the phone needs to speak to you," Tsunade called to Sakura, who was happily making her way to the kitchen, planning on eating a nice big breakfast with eggs, bacon, etc. She groaned, her dream breakfast being put on hold.
"Yes, mom." she sighed. She grabbed the small cell phone and held it up to her ear. "Yes?" she asked. "Wassup?" came the dark voice on the other end. Sakura squinted in distaste. 'Uchiha' she thought.
"The sky, now what do you want?" she asked rudely. "Wow, Sakura, that's no way to greet someone who is going to be judging you on your performance today," he exclaimed in a fake suprised tone.
She stared evilly at the little cell phone, hoping that Sasuke would notice on the other end that she was glaring at him. She knew that wouldn't happen though. She walked back to the kitchen again and opened the tall, silver and black fridge.
"Seriously, Sasuke, what do you want? You're postponing my beautiful, upcoming breakfast, and I'm not enjoying it at all," she warned darkly. She heard a chuckle at the other end. "That's not my problem. I just called to wish you luck on your performance, is all. Nothing special, or suspicious going on," he said smoothly.
Sakura raised an eyebrow, not caring if he was able to see or not. "I'm not sure if I'm willing to buy that, Sasuke," she said, suspiciously. She heard him laugh slightly. "Why, Sakura! You wouldn't even trust your ol' childhood friend from so many years back!" he asked in a hurt tone.
She sighed and rolled her eyes once more. "To tell you the truth: no. Especially you in particular. Now seriously, what do you want? I'll hang up on youif you keep postponing my breakfast!" she exclaimed, getting really angry now.
"You really want your breakfast, don't you?" he asked. Sakura growled. "Yes." she said dully.
"Well, I guess I shouldn't keep you waiting," he said, procrastinating to get to the point. Sakura growled once more. "UCHIHA, IF YOU DON'T GET TO THE FRIGGIN' POINT, I'LL COME OVER THERE AND BEAT YOR A-" she began to scream, but once again, her mother cut in.
"SAKURA, SHUT UP! DON'T YOU EVER SCREAM THOSE WORDS IN MY HOUSEHOLD!" she yelled. Sakura mumbled some things of which Sasuke could hear pefectly. "Oh really? You'd do what to me now?" he asked slyly. Sakura sighed heavily.
"I said: I'll hug you, and kiss you, and tell you how much I love you forever and ever and ever!" Sakura exlcaimed in a girly, sarcastic voice. Sasuke laughed. "I thought so. Anyways, I gotta go, don't choke on a sausage!" he said and he hung up. Sakura began to mumble some other things as she closed the small flip phone.
"Dumb, retarded, self-centered chicken-haired freak," she muttered, while beginning to make her breakfast. Tsunade came in to grab her phone back.
"I'll hug you, and kiss you, and tell you how much I love you forever and ever and ever!" she mocked in the same girly tone of voice. Tsunade smirked. Sakura rolled her eyes. "I was playing, ma. We always do that," she said. Tsunade shook her head. "Of course you do. That's why you two are always calling each other and saying that kind of stuff," she said slyly.
"Okaa-san, I'm going to spell it out for you since you obviously can't comprehend it yourself: We do that all the time. It's sarcasm. We call each other 'cause we're bored and we've known each other since we were like five. Okay? Doesn't mean anything like what you're thinking!" she exclaimed, almost cracking an egg in her hand.
Her mother shrugged. "Whatever you say...Mrs. Uchiha," she whispered the last part. Sakura's eyes lit up with flames. "What?" she asked, getting an egg ready in her hand to throw at her mother. Tsunade held up her hands in surrender. "Nothing! Nothing! I said nothing! Nope, nuthin' at all, hon!" she exclaimed.
Sakura smiled. "That's what I thought you said." It was Tsunade's turn to roll her eyes. "Then you must have hearing problems," she retorted. As you can see, Sakura took her wittiness and whatnot from her mother. "Mom..." she said darkly. "Okay, okay! I'm leaving! I'll be in my room, getting you two a wedding planner!" she exclaimed and ran out the kitchen, Sakura yelling and throwing an egg after her, which hit the wall.
She sighed in relief. "Thank-you." she said.
"Now, please correct me if I'm wrong, Sasuke, but did I just hear her say: 'I'll huge you, and kiss you, and tell you how much I love you forever and ever and ever!' and then you replied with a: 'I thought so?' You had no problem with that?" Itachi asked his younger brother who was sitting on the couch.
"We were playing, Itachi. We don't mean any of that crap," he said under his breath. "Sure you don't." stated Itachi simply. "What makes you think we do mean that stuff?" Sasuke asked, raising an eyebrow, turning from the tv to his brother who was on the opposite couch.
"Well: for one, you two are ALWAYS calling each other, I mean, once, I heard you call her at three o' clock in the morning-" he said but Sasuke cut him off.
"No, she called me! She was crying! I wasn't gonna hang up on her!" Sasuke exclaimed, trying to make that subject less suspicious, but only succeeded in making Itachi laugh more. "Oh, so you're growing soft? Anyways: second of all, you tow have known each other since you were five. That's something to take into consideration as well." he said thoughtfully.
Sasuke fumed. "We're not like that, Itachi! So you can shut up about it!" he shouted. Itachi laughed and did the world famous Uchiha smirk. "Of course not, Sasuke. Of course not," he said in his oh-so big brotherly tone of voice, and ruffled Sasuke's hair. He then walked out of the living room to go to his own room.
"Stupid, inconsiderate, retarded, dumb, weird,nuisance of a human being," he muttered, flipping angrily through the channels.
At Sakura's Audition-a few hours later
Sakura walked up the steps to the oh-so familiar Uchiha Mansion. She sighed as she recalled all the fun times in the large building. She laughed at the time Sasuke got his face dunked in his own birthday cake when he was 7 by non other than Itachi himself.
She rang the doorbell which resulted in a large, booming DING DONG! vibrating throughout the household. The door opened to reveal Itachi standing there, his smug look still plastered on his face, at least, until he saw Sakura. (NO! there's no itachixsakura going on here! this is a total sasuxsaku! all the way! they're just...friends I guess you could say. o.O;)
"Itachi-san!" Sakura exclaimed, jumping up and giving him a huge bear hug. She hadn't seen this in person for months. He laughed. "Yeah, Sakura-chan, it's been a while," he admittind, lightly patting her on the back.
She got back down and brushed herself off. "Well, come in! We have everything set up here, and you brought the rest of your band with you, I presume?" he asked, while opening the door wide so her could let her in. Sakura nodded.
"Yeah, they're just getting all of their stuff from in the car. They're kinda...slow, mentally also," she added under her breath. Itachi laughed. "That's no way to speak of your band members!" he exclaimed, while still smiling. (scary picture, itachi smiling, ne?)
Sakura smiled gleefully and whispered in a happy tone. "Not after today!" Itachi nodded knowingly. "Come on you guys! It can't be that hard!" she exclaimed, waving back at everyone else who was standing infront of the trunk to the car, gathering their things. "You try having to carry all of this stuff for the drums Sakura!" Hana whined distastefully. Sakura smirked.
"It's a wonderful thing that I don't know how to play the drums, isn't then?" she shouted back. Then she muttered under her breath. "Even though I do know how to play 'em." Itachi heard this and laughed on the inside.
"Well, I guess you should go in and set up your stuff," he pointed out, looking at her electric gutair which was laying on the ground since she hugged him. She nodded and entered.
She knew her way around the house like the back of her hand, at least...if she knew what room she had to go to that is. "Itachi-san, which room am I actually heading too?" she asked, giving a nervous chuckle. "Sasuke's, there's something else you have to do. You're not going to set up your stuff in his room though. But head there first, anyways," he said, pointing upstairs. She nodded, raising an eyebrow at him. He just shrugged and ushered the rest of her band members inside.
She made her way up the stairs and knocked three times, a three beat pause, and another three times. This let him know it was her who was coming in. She knew she didn't have to hear him answer so she just walked in.
She found Sasuke lying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling of his dark blue painted room. "Hey," he said simply. "Hi?" she asked hesitantly, setting her gutair against the wall near the door. "Itachi-san told me to come here first, why, dare I ask?" she informed him. She just got a smirk as her reply.
"You're to sing to me first, without your band members, and without your gutair. I thought it'd be better so I could hear your voice clearer without all of the instruments getting in the way," he said, shrugging while sitting up straight to look at her. She noticed her jaw dropped so she pulled it back up.
"Well, is anyone else going to be here to watch?" she asked. She kind of expected his band manager, her mother, etc to be there to watch her performance. He shook his head.
"Nope, just me," he stated simply.
"Others will be there to watch when you perform with your band though.. As a matter of fact, my band members are going to be there as well. Even the band manager, you know them all I believe." he said, still looking at her with a blank facial expression.
She raised another eyebrow at him. "I do?" she asked.
He nodded. "You remember Neji, Shikamaru, and Naruto, don't you?" he asked. She nodded. "Oh yeah! Neji's the really quiet one, kinda reminds me of you," she began. She earned a glare from the Uchiha for that comment. "Shikamaru's the pineapple head, and Naruto's the blonde one," she concluded. He nodded.
"Yeah, and for our band manager, you remember Kakashi, don't you?" he asked again. "Oh! Hatake-san! Yes, I remember him vividly! The perverted one you mean?" she added darkly. He smirked. "Yup that's him. And he has an 'assistant' if you will. Actaully, his 'assistant' does more work that he does," he muttered.
"Gaara." he said. "Of course I remember Gaara-san! I believe you're forgetting he's my mother's brother's son, or in other words, my cousin," she stated bluntly. "Oh, yeah...I forgot..." he said, thinking. Sakura laughed at his stupidness.
"Well, are you going to get started on your singing?" he asked. Sakura shook her head. "I don't have anything to sing to, I can't think of a song. Anyways, I'd need a CD with the specific song on it," she pointed out. As if on cue, Tsunade came in.
"Sakura, hon,I brought your CD collection, just in case," she said, poking her head through the door, winking at the two. Sasuke smirked and Sakura glared at her mother. "You knew, didn't you?" she asked darkly.
"Well, here's your CDs, gotta go!" she said, she flashed a big grin that could compte with Gai and Lee, and quickly darted out the hall. Sakura smacked her forehead.
"My mother's stupid," she muttered. She picked up the CD case from the floor and shuffled through it. "I still can't decide on what to sing," she said, looking up at her life-long enemy. He shrugged. "Pick something that you'd never think you'd sing to someone, or at least...me," he said bluntly. Sakura brightened up.
"I've got the perfect song!" she exclaimed. She plucked out a CD titled 'Utada Hikaru'. Sasuke could obviusly tell that it was a burned CD, since it had no special designs or pictures on it. She looked around and spotted his large CD player and popped the little disc inside.
"Mind you...I'm not the greatest performer alive," she said, while turning the track to number 3. Sasuke nodded. "Oh, here. You might want this, to make it feel more...natural," Sasuke said, handing her a mic. She thanked him. There was a convinient spot on his CD player where you could plug in your mic. Sakura thought it was really cool.
The music began to play in a steady beat, she slightly moved her body to the song, forgetting where she was, acting as if she were really at a concert. That was her key to her great performances.
Sasuke raised an eyebrow at the way Sakura was moving, actually, he thought she'd just stand there, singing horribly on purpose. 'Maybe she really does hate her band members that much...whoa...they must really suck...' he thought absentmindindly.
Sakura began to sing her song, which Sasuke tuned himself into: (This song is really made/performed by Utada Hikaru and it is called Kremlin Dusk...which I do not own.)
All along I was searching for my Lenore
In the words of Mr. Edgar Allan Poe
Now I'm sober and nevermore
Will the raven come to bother me at home
Calling you
Calling you home
You
Calling you
Calling you home
I've been calling you...waiting for you to come home...
By the door you said you had to go
Couldn't help me any anymore
You left us all...more than that...you left me...
This I saw coming long before
So I kept on staring out the window
Calling you,
Calling you home...
You,
Calling you,
Calling you home...
Why won't you come back home?
I am a natural entertainer
Aren't we all holding pieces of dying ember?
I'm just trying to remember who I can call,
Who can I call?
There's no one here that I can turn to...because they're not you...
Home,
Calling you,
Calling you...
I run a secret propaganda
Aren't we all hiding pieces of broken anger?
I'm just trying to remember who I can call,
Who can I call?
Born in a war of opposite attraction
It isn't, or is it a natural conception?
We're both different...yet...we're both meant to be...
Torn by the arms in opposite directions
It isn't, or is it a Modernist reaction?
Why did you go down that different path...
Born in a war of opposite attraction
It isn't, or is it a natural conception?
Torn by the arms in opposite directions
It isn't, or is it a Modernist reaction?
Is it like this?
(Born in a war of opposite attraction)
Is it always the same?
When a heartache begins,
(Torn by the arms in opposite directions)
Is it like this?
My heartache began long ago...when I knew I had to let you go...
Do you like this?
(Born in a war of opposite attraction)
Is it always the same?
Will you come back again?
(Torn by the arms in opposite directions)
Do you like this?
Is it always the same?
And will you come back again?
Do you like this?
Oh, do you like this?
Am I foolish to keep wishing you back...or are my attempts worth something...
Will you come back...?
Is it like this?
(Born in a war of opposite attraction)
Is it always the same?
(It isn't, or is it a natural conception?)
(Torn by the arms in opposite directions)
If you change your phone number,
(It isn't, or is it a Modernist reaction?)
Will you tell me?
Is it like this?
Is it always the same?
When a heartache begins,
Is it like this?
If you like this,
Will you remember my name?
Will you come play it again,
If you like this?
Oh, do you like this?
Do you think of me...? Do you remember my name, my face, anything? Because...I remember everything about you...And that's what hurts the most...
And with that, her song ended. She put the mic down on his dresser which was next to her and sat down on the floor where she had just been standing.
"Well? Am I worthy enough?" she asked sarcastically. He laughed. "Well, you'll just have to wait and see, won't you?" he asked back. He held out a hand to her so she could get up and she gladly took it.
"We've gotta start heading down to the lounge, you'll be playing in there." he said, opening his door. Sakura nodded. "Okay." she said. They walked down the ever-so-long staircase, ending up in the living room, taking a few turns here, a few turns there, and ended up, amazingly, in the right spot: the lounge.
Sakura's band members were already set up, except for her. She plugged her gutiar into the amplifier and stood in front of the mic. She scanned the room to see whom was there. She saw everyone that Sasuke mentioned, that's for sure. But she was still suprised that Gaara was there...he wasn't the very...social type. She turned back to her band members, mouthing "Ready?" they all nodded.
"Well, here's a little song that I made a while back, I hope you'll approve," she said, and got ready to play...
Note:There was a question asked earlier, and I'm here to answer it. Yes, it is okay to post songs on here as long as you don't take any credit for them, and you give whomever made it credit for the song. I mean, there are tons of fanfics on that are songfics, so I hoped that cleared things up. :)
That has to be the longest chapter I've ever written...ever! Not much of a cliffie there, I wasn't feeling all that evil today, so I spared you all. hehe...remember: the words like this: 'blah' between the lyrics are those 'parallel universe' words I was talking about. If you get confused, feel free to ask questions! I made this chapter extra long since I know I haven't been updating as diligantly as before...I'm lazy, sorry! But, I hope this makes up for it! Well, until next time, ja ne!
fuhen-shinkan