Norealanswer: hey guys. Umm quick note for my readers. I wrote "Rima's song" myself, but my older brother actually sung it for his gf (!!!) Anyway no bashing about my horrible song writing and ejoy this chapter! Happy reading. I love your reviews!

Harima POV

I woke up on the couch in Hinata's room Saturday morning. She was still asleep. The first thing I thought about was the incident yesterday. He promised to keep it a secret although he did say something that rang in my head.

"Harima-chan, I'm always going to be around and no ones going to hurt you as long as I'm around. So you can forget about ever fending for yourself."

I smiled to myself. That was so sweet of him. I remembered that he and his sister were picking me up today for that concert. Still I stayed on the couch. I had nothing to wear so I probably won't go at all. I was still a little shaken up about yesterday, but I had to relax. I was in the Hyuuga's house under tight security. Relax, Harima, relax!

I glanced at the Kuromi clock on the wall. It was already eleven thirty. Gee, the concert was at ten fifteen. I hopped off the couch, stretched, and looked around. I decided to go in the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face. I had to pass her walk-in closet. I swear her closet was as big as my room in the apartment. I passed six big Reno's bags on her closet floor. Hinata always got something new.

"Harima-chan!" Hinata yelled. "Harima-chan! We woke up late! We have so much to do!" She rushed into the closet, picked up all six bags and tossed them at her bed. She looked up at me. Her hair was in disarray and she looked like…well morning. Yesterday, I had laughed at this. Today, I kinda thought it was a good idea not to do that.

I finished in the bathroom and sat on the couch to fold up my blankets and put the pillows back on Hinata's bed. I wondered what all we had to do today and why was it so important? Hinata dumped at the Reno's bags out. Each of them had something different in them. "Okay, Harima. We sent out for some new clothes for you."

I joined her at the side of the bed to sift through the merchandise. There was a lot of awesome stuff there.

"Ino says we all have to wear a skirt," Hinata explained. The word skirt made me cringe. I've never worn a skirt. They looked uncomfortable. "It's a group thing."

Now I was getting in on the group stuff. I loved all of them to death, but skirts were just something I couldn't do. Not even for them.

I watched as Hinata shook out a dark blue plaid skirt. It wasn't pleated thank god, but it was still very short. Not me at all. She shoved it at me and pushed me into the closet. "Don't come out until you have it on."

Without anything else to do, I slipped on the skirt and buttoned the gold skull head buttons. It wouldn't have been that bad if it didn't stop five inches above my knees. I would have to get some leggings or something. I had to cover my legs. I felt so self-conscious about them. Overall, it wasn't that bad.

I emerged from the closet wearing the skirt. Hinata squealed and took a picture with her phone. At that moment I realized how they coddled me so. "Harima, that skirt looks awesome on you. Ino sure has an eye for fashion."

I should have known Ino was behind the whole short skirt business. The way she rolled her uniform skirt up should have been enough of a hint for me. I sighed. "Do you have any leggings for me?" I said under my breath.

"Why?" she asked. "I-it's fine the way it is." She had to be kidding me. I wasn't going to a concert in a skirt this short! I sulked. Hinata threw me a black shirt that said "People like me eat people like you for breakfast!" There were random blood spatters on the words. It was totally cool. I slipped it on and looked at myself in the mirror on the closet door. Not bad at all

I rejoined Hinata as she found a pleated black skirt. That was simple enough for her. Her shirt was red and had FAME in big black blocky sparkyly letters.

Neji knocked on the door. "Hinata! Are you guys up? We gotta start getting ready!" I went to open the door to let him in. He came in without noticing who opened the door. So so self-interested I thought. I closed the door behind him. Hinata was putting something on her arms. Then she darted off to the bathroom.

Neji was already dressed, but his long hair was uncombed. Out of curiosity, I went to go see what I could use for accessories. There were a lot of things. I didn't know what to pick. Hmm, I thought.

"What are you looking for?" Neji asked me. "Accessories? Are we trying to impress a certain someone?"

I glared at him and went back to my browsing. Neji continued talking anyway. "Well that skirt's short enough to make an impression." I rolled my eyes.

"Nii-san! Leave Harima alone. Why are you even in here?" Hinata yelled from the bathroom. I didn't understand it. Hinata and Neji were so different. Neji was arrogant and Hinata was humble. Neji liked to talk and Hinata didn't like to talk. How were they cousins? I didn't say anything though.

Neji shrugged. "Well it's not like you two are worth talking to. I just wanted to make sure you two are up and getting ready." He shrugged and left the room.

"Whatever," Hinata said to herself. She came out from the bathroom with her hair up in a messy but with pins in it. She was ready to go. "Hey, did you find something you like?" She gestured to the accessories scattered on the bed. I picked up a big black bow with a lightning bolt punk pin in the middle at the same time she picked up a Gothic style choker with Queen Elizabeth in white ivory shining in the middle.

We were both ready with three hours, but the guys had to get there early for sound check so we were right on time. Hinata and Neji went out to go pick Tenten up. She was going to squeeze in the back between the seats and the trunk. I was able to stay in the living room to wait for Kiba and his sister Hana.

I began to replay what he said in my mind over and over again. It made me happy like some fangirl over yaoi. I couldn't wait to hear the band play. To entertain myself, I got on the Hyuuga computer. I would expect them to have top of the line technology.

HONK HONK HONK!

Is it too late to back out from the concert?

Kiba POV

As I thought, Hana was not happy about having to pick up a girl. The only reason I got her to come is because she's never met Harima. Good thing I talked her up enough. We came to the Hyuuga estate and Hana started her third degree. At least Akamaru got to come along.

"Why is this Harima chick at Hinata's house? Is she like in the maid's family?" she asked looking confused. I looked blankly at her before I stepped out of the truck. She was so superficial. Hana honked her horn three times before I got to the front door. She had such class, I thought sarcastically. I jogged up the stairs to the front door and knocked on it.

"Harima! Come on!" I yelled. "Don't make me come in there!"

I was about to bang on the door again out of impatience when the door swung open. My jaw dropped and I didn't bother to pick it up. This wasn't the Harima I see at school every day. This Harima had on a very short skirt and I was enjoying that very very much.

She started to walk past me and as she did so, she giggled. So she knew she looked good. I ran to get the door for her. She smiled at me before climbing in next to Hana. Hana smiled at her.

"Hey, I'm Hana!" my big sister said to her. Harima smiled back at her.

"I'm Harima Riuzi. Nice to meet you and thank you for giving me a ride today." I looked from Harima to Hana. This was playing way too well. Hana hadn't made any snide remarks. Harima was actually charming her. Damn, what couldn't she do?

"Arf! Arf!" Akamaru yipped coming to the front. He was small enough not to squish anybody. He stood on Harima's lap with his paws on her chest licking her face.

"Down Akamaru!" I laughed. He hopped on my lap and wagged his tail. Akumaru was my buddy.

"He's kawaii," Harima commented, petting his head. Akamaru seemed to like that.

"So you're the girl from Nara my little brother keeps talking about," Hana started. I exhaled and looked out the window. I couldn't watch this. Why couldn't she just leave things alone.

"Mhm," Harima nodded.

"You don't talk very loudly do you?" Hana quizzed. "That's good. Kiba needs a quiet girl to show him a good example."

"Hana!" I yelled without meaning to. "Shut up!" Hana ignored me and proceed to ask her all these random questions like if she was a cat person or a dog person…if she liked pink or blue…if she would name her first son after me (we bothed turned a nice shade of radioactive red on that question).

Finally Hana shut up. We were at the address of the concert. I opened the door and Harima, Akamaru and I trailed out. "Okay, I'll come to get you at about one in the morning okay?" She was cool in that way. Unlike most guardians, she thought it was healthy for me to be a fifteen and out all hours of the night. She drove away and we were left on the sidewalk. It was a warm day in May so it's not like it was a bad thing. I lead them inside the basement of a place that sold American food.

"Kiba! Harima!" Ino yelled out. She, Neji, Hinata, Tenten, and Sai were already there. Ino rushed up to Harima and hugged her. "You look good in a skirt. You should wear one more often!" Then she looked at me and added, "I know Kiba's enjoying that view…"

"What the hell does that mean? I'm not a nasty pervert like Orochimaru-sensei!" I barked defensively. "Why do all of you insist on provoking me?!" Ino stuck her tongue out at me and called over her shoulder for Harima to leave dogs to play.

"Kiba-kun," Harima started. She was talking loud enough for only me to hear. "If you like what you see, then you have a bad way of hiding it." I looked down at her and she looked up at me. We paused. Then she went to join the girls. I mentally scolded myself. See Kiba? Right there! That was a good time to kiss her right there!

I joined the guys on the stage. I told a folded piece of paper out of my front pocket and stared down at the words on it:

She's sitting with her friends

Looking found and lost

Hidden in her silence

And I wonder at what cost.

Her smile can melt a diamond

And her laugh can break a heart

As I wish I could tell her

I wouldn't know where to start

I wrote this song for her

She makes my perfect world

And no one can mistake

The way she makes me ache

I love the way she moves

And carry a damn tune

Hey girl!

I wrote this song for you!

She likes the anime

With all the gory stuff

She soaks it in by day

By night she's had enough

She's unapproachable

Can't ask for just one kiss

Maybe when I am down

I'll meet those glossed up lips

(Chorus)

I handed it to Neji, who proof read it and nodded. "You got a name for it?" he asked me.

"We performing it tonight?" I asked nonchalantly.

"Of course not. We haven't rehearsed it."

I looked at the girl who was a stranger to me a week ago and who now may be the girls I'm crazy about. "Rima's Song…" I said confidently. Neji gave me that approving smile of his and nodded.

"Not bad for your first song," he said smugly.