Vexing
Chapter 4: Liable, Slander, and Screwing Up All On Your Own
A THOUSAND THANK YOUS AND HUGS TO: Uchiha-Kirara (I'm taking German in school because me and my friends are touring Europe next summer and I'm the designated translator. I love the language and I'm one of the best in my class, so there's hope for them!), ToraHimeSama (fever are better 'observors' next chapter those crazy guys XD thanks!), Ishasuki Mitochi (I know – im evil for the cliffhanger… please forgive!)
Without you guys, I would one lonely fan….
Things owned: rabid fans, Hyuuga Corp, Goraku Records, Fever, Twist, WWMM, and Missy.
Things not owned: Naruto and all aspects related, YouTube, or Don't Trust Me by 3OH!3
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Sakura liked to think of herself as the leader of the band. It was her, after all, who had suggested the idea of starting the band. The practices were held in her basement, the gigs were booked by her, Tenten met her first – she just held all the strings that connected each member and each song to the band. Hell, she even thought of the name (which Temari and Lee still didn't like, but their names were… scary).
She'd never say this aloud though. That'd be suicide. She mine as well smother herself in blood and stand in front of a bunch of hungry wolves if she ever even hinted that's how she felt. Everyone in the group had helped Twist get thus far and if she gave herself the title of leader the band would feel more like – well, a country with a dictator.
That's why Sakura was really, really, really to the infinity power confused right now at why Ino just said she though of herself as the leader.
Would she say anything now?
She would, but there were three things that kept her screaming all the little things spinning 'round and 'round in Sakura World.
Tenten's reaction when she found out her band misbehaved after she worked sooooo hard to get them an interview.
What the crap Miss Missy would write about them. She shuddered just to think about it.
Oh, and the fact Fever was there.
They looked really bored, actually. They all kept rolling their eyes when they were telling Missy how their name's where spelled. Hopefully they'd lose interest and be outta here by the time they got onto sticky ground.
Hopefully.
But looks like Ino went and screwed that up and when she announced she was the leader of the band.
Not because it got to Sakura, but because it got to Temari.
"What the hell do you mean by calling yourself our band leader?" The darker blonde huffed in annoyance. She sounded rather indifferent, but Sakura knew that evil glint in her eyes usually went away only after she bashed someone's skull in.
Poor Ino never really did pay attention to people's facial expressions.
"I mean to say I'm the leader of the band," Ino said casually. "Missy asked me who I thought was in charge, and I said me."
"Oh really?" Temari asked darkly. "And why's that? Besides running around with a microphone and breaking into slutty dance routines, how have you proved your leadership?"
Ino paled. "Wha- what? Why you freaking bonsai-haired bitch I'm go-"
"WE ARE ALL THE LEADERS OF THE BAND! WE ALL GIVE AN ADEQUATE AMOUNT OF INPUT AND DRAW A LOT OF INSPIRATION FROM OUR YOUTHFUL LIVES!"
Missy's pen was zipping like lightening around her notebook and she had a twisted smile in place. This was not good at all.
Even the boys were listening now. And their comments didn't help much, either.
"Women get into such troublesome quarrels," Sakura heard the boy, Shika-something, mutter from his spot on a couch. He looked like he was trying to sleep, the lazy bum.
Temari and Ino, who were already ticked, had heard this and turned to face him. "Women are troublesome?" Ino repeated, glaring at him.
"Men are troublesome! They're so controlling they have to easvedrop on our interview!" Temari agreed.
"If Tenten hadn't told them they should be here I would've stuck my six-inch heels down your throat a while ago!" Ino growled.
The same guy lolled his head up. "I'd tell you to stick your own shoes down your throat, but you'd probably throw it up anyway so it's pretty pointless to even threaten you with it."
'Dear God – it's me, Sakura…'
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?" Ino roared. Missy struggled to write everything going on while crying with joy.
"Ah – Shikamaru, I think you need to lay off the insults." A tall guy with a winter coat and shaggy hair was doing his best to get his friend to keep quiet.
"Hn. I thought the idiot would screw something up way before Shikamaru would," the cutest guy (in Sakura's opinion anyways) commented in a low voice.
"WHAT WAS THAT, BASTARD?"
The interview had seemingly gone down the tubes. Sakura could probably spew off a story about how she was a serially killer and Missy wouldn't even notice. A huge verbal war had broken out between Ino, Temari, Shikamaru, the blonde boy, and Sasuke (well, Sasuke was just kinda staring, but he antagonized him nonetheless).
Hinata tried to calm everyone down, but no one could here her soft whispers. Lee was reiterating everything she said (while adding 'youthful' every other word) but that wasn't working too well either. Kiba – well, he was muttering things to Missy and pointing at Ino. Not helping at all.
Looked like Sakura had to save the day.
"SHUT UP!"
She bit her lip. Nothing happened. Shocker.
Alright, maybe a different approach might work.
"I QUIT!"
That did the trick. Everyone stopped talking and looked at Sakura with a different expression per face.
"What did you say?" Ino asked, looking on the verge of tears.
"I had to say something to get everyone quiet." She shrugged. "Now here's what's going to happen – you guys are going to sit over their and be quiet. Say one more thing to instigate fights with us and I'll get Tenten to show you here weapon collection. Not a hard thing to do, mind you, since she walks around with it."
"But she said we could be in here," Naruto argued.
Sakura walked up and punched him in the face. He lost his footing and hit the back of his head on a wall behind him and slid down to the floor with a hand clasped over his bleeding nose.
"Now," she continued, "that that's taken care of – Missy, we're ready for your next question."
Temari stood up. "But Sakura – Ino tot-"
"We'll deal with it later."
Temari shrugged and sat back down.
"Any other qualms?"
Silence.
"Good." She sat back down beside Ino and Temari. Just in case. "Missy, we're waiting on you."
The reporter's hand twitched. "Right, of course. Err… so… can you tell me how you got started again… maybe if the quiet one could answer this time? Hinata, was it?"
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"She punched me in the face!"
"Hn."
"And gave me a bloody nose!"
"No shit Sherlock."
"I thought she was nice and pretty – and she punches me in the face!"
"WE KNOW!"
"… How sexy is that?"
"Ugh…"
"Hey, and Shikamaru was about to get hit, too."
"Whatever."
"You're not going to get a wife if you keep that up, you know."
"… … … … … … … … … …. … …."
"Unless you don't want a wife – OW, I JUST GOT PUNCHED THERE!"
"Nice one, Shikamaru!"
"Thanks, Kiba."
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The photo shoot.
It was what Hinata had been dreading all day.
She stared nervously at herself in the mirror of her makeup artist's station. She was wearing a black strapless dress and had a black ribbon in her hair tucked behind her bangs with a small bow on the side. Her black stilettos gave her height since she was the shortest member. Her face had charcoal smearing her eyes and staining her lips and strawberry-red cheeks.
She wanted to wipe it all off, put her coat on, and leave.
She hated it. She felt embarrassed by the cleavage she showed and the curves she hid and the way her dress had cut itself off right above her knee.
She felt naked.
"Hinata."
"Sh-Shino!" Hinata no longer needed the blush to make her cheeks red. She was doing a fine job at it herself. She didn't want him to see her like this.
He wanted to smile warmly at her, though she couldn't see it from behind his high shirt collar and sunglasses. He settled for giving her a nod. "Nice outfit."
She looked at the mirror and her lip quivered. She wanted to say she hated it, but it was his magazine. How mean would it be to tell him she didn't like what his designers had done to her?
In the end, she didn't say what she wanted.
"Thank you."
He nodded his head again. "So, did the interview go well?"
"It could've gone better," she admitted. She pictured him arching an eyebrow and elaborated. "Well, it's just that Temari and Ino got into a fight."
"I wouldn't let any bad stories about you get out," Shino said. "You know that."
She smiled gratefully at him. "Thank you, I do know that."
When she looked back in the mirror, she smiled.
She did look kind of nice.
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"Have you ever heard a song by them?"
Ino arched a brow at her best friend from behind her laptop. Currently Hinata was getting some of her close-ups taken, Lee was rope climbing on the camera equipment (thus getting chased down by the camera crew), and Temari was… well, no one knew.
Oh, and mustn't forget their audience. Luckily for them, ever since Sakura punched Naruto, they've been keeping their distance from her and opted to watch as Lee evaded the workers.
"Nope. I've been focused on our music the past three years, not anyone else's," Ino replied smartly. She looked up in surprise when Sakura whipped her earphones from her purse and clicked into Ino's laptop, handing her one. "What are you doing?"
"Listening to a song… go to YouTube." Ino sighed and did so, typing in Fever in the search bar. The first result on the page was a music video. Sakura nodded and Ino clicked. After a few seconds, one of their new songs started to play…
"Black dress, with the tights underneath –
I've got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth.
And she's an actress-
But she ain't got no need.
She's got money from parents in a trust fund back east.
T-T-Tongues, always pressed to your cheeks.
While my tongue is on the inside of some other girl's teeth.
T-tell your boyfriend, if he says he's got beef,
that I'm a vegetarian, and I ain't fucking scared of him!
She wants to touch me wahoo.
She wants to love me wahoo.
She'll never leave me wahoo, wahoo hoo hoo.
Don't trust a ho-
Never trust a ho -
Won't trust a ho -
'Cause the ho won't trust me.
She wants to touch me wahoo.
She wants to love me wahoo.
She'll never leave me wahoo, wahoo hoo hoo.
Don't trust a ho-
Never trust a ho -
Won't trust a ho -
'Cause the ho won't trust me.
X's on the back of your hands -
Washed them in the bathroom to drink like the bands,
And the set list,
You stole off the stage has red and purple lipstick all over the page.
B-B-bruises – cover your arms,
Shaking in the fingers with the bottle in your palm,
And the best is, no one knows who you are.
Just another girl alone at the bar.
She wants to touch me wahoo.
She wants to love me wahoo.
She'll never leave me wahoo, wahoo hoo hoo.
Don't trust a ho-
Never trust a ho -
Won't trust a ho -
'Cause the ho won't trust me.
She wants to touch me wahoo.
She wants to love me wahoo.
She'll never leave me wahoo, wahoo hoo hoo.
Don't trust a ho-
Never trust a ho -
Won't trust a ho -
'Cause the ho won't trust me.
Shoosh girl, shut your lips,
Do the helen keller and talk with your hips.
I said shoosh girl, shut your lips.
Do the helen keller and talk with your hips.
I said shoosh girl, shut your lips.
Do the helen keller and talk with your hips.
She wants to touch me wahoo.
She wants to love me wahoo.
She'll never leave me wahoo, wahoo hoo hoo.
Don't trust a ho-
Never trust a ho -
Won't trust a ho -
'Cause the ho won't trust me.
She wants to touch me wahoo.
She wants to love me wahoo.
She'll never leave me wahoo, wahoo hoo hoo.
Don't trust a ho-
Never trust a ho -
Won't trust a ho -
'Cause the ho won't trust me."
"Vulgar!" Sakura screamed as she slapped her headphone down.
"Seixst!" Ino agreed.
They both looked at each other and gulped.
Not only did they both really like it… but they both knew they wre more screwed then they had originally thought. Damn – they though the music business was easy.
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I'm sad. TRL is cancelled.
WHO THE HELL IS SUPPOSED TO INTERVIEW MY BANDS NOW?!?
*Resumes normal breathing.*
I guess I have to create a show – ohhhhh the possibilities. *grins evily*
Hope you all like the song – and if not, go give it a listen :) … and I really need to find a decent girl band. All I listen to that's got girls only songs are Imogen Heap and Paramore. Anatomasia has some guy screaming in the back and I doubt Lee would go scream…
Please review and let me know thoughts, opinions, and whatever else you're thinking about. I'm interested in knowing, really.
Oh, the song was Don't Trust Me btw. It was originally sang by 3OH!3. Love them… if only there was a female version of this band…