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They were utterly lost, wondering around the alleyway without a clue in the world. Gaara had said that they should've just sat down and waited for the guards but all his answer was was that of a "hn." Another Uchiha Sasuke famous moves.

Sasuke's little voice in his head was telling him that they should just ask for directions, but his pride and the thought of being caught by someone that their music career "Reined their life" was not something on his to-do-list.

Sasuke looked behind him as Gaara spoke, "maybe we should just wait here, Sasuke."

Sasuke shook his head. "Who says I want to be found before I find my blonde?"

"He's probably already at his house, asleep in a warm bed."

"Not after what my bodyguard's did." Sasuke reminded the red head. "He must have a lot of thoughts going through his head about that." Sasuke noted, knowing well enough that no normal human would be able to just forget about the fact that they were pretty much arrested under Uchiha Sasuke's command.

Sasuke was right though. The blonde, Naruto Uzumaki was home, lying on his bed, wondering why in the world Sasuke Uchiha wanted him so bad that the guards would actually be sent out to find him.

And have Uchiha Sasuke run after him in the first place, down an alleyway that was the exact opposite of what he was used to!

Naruto sighed in defeat and flipped over onto his back, staring at the picture of the whole band, Sasuke circled with a red pen in a heart shape. Sakura, his best friend gave him it after she found out that Sasuke Uchiha was gay, the worse thing that ever happened. She was kicking and screaming all over the place. If no one was able to tell her that she was a homophobic bitch, then that was the proof that they had to prove it. He came out publicly only a month ago and Naruto had a huge crush on him ever since the moment the band was discovered.

Of course, he was regretting that he slipped away in the crowd when the guards grabbed him. Sasuke Uchiha wanted him... SASUKE UCHIHA WANTED TO SPEAK TO HIM! OUT OF THE HUNDRED THOUSAND PEOPLE THERE! HE WANTED TO TALK TO HIM AND HE SLIPPED AWAY! THAT WAS HIS ONLY CHANCE TO EVER GET SO CLOSE TO HIM AND HE RUINED IT!

It was nerves and Naruto knew it.

He groaned loud enough that his father, Namikaze Minato, walked in to check on him.

"Daijoubu desuka, musuko?" Minato asked. (Are you alright, son?).

"Genki desu." Replied Naruto. (I'm fine).

Minato nodded. "Okay." His Japanese accent was strong when he spoke but Naruto didn't care. Teaching his father English was going perfectly fine. All he needed to do is just become more intact with it. Then, he would be great.

Naruto turned onto his stomach. "Toosan?" Minato looked at Naruto, showing him his full attention. "When is dinner?"

Minato shook his head. "Dinner is whatever you want."

Naruto knit his eyebrows together. "What do you mean?"

"Go out and eat. Call Kiba and get him to come with you." Minato said, turning around. "You can take the car." With that, Minato walked off, a small smile on his face. He needed to let Naruto know that he wasn't a bad father. He knew when things were wrong and when he needed to be left alone. Naruto just needed to understand that before things were to late.

Naruto turned around again and looked at his door, seeing the last bit of his fathers bright blonde hair, much like his, disappear down the hallway and turn into the kitchen. He sighed in defeat and reached over, grabbing his phone off the desk and dialing Kiba's number.

The burnette didn't pick up at first but after a second call, the burnette picked up in nothing flat.

"Konnichiwa." Kiba said happily.

Naruto grinned. "Go out with me tonight." He said point blankly. "Come to Ichiraku's and we'll get something to eat there."

Kiba smiled on the other end. "I'll met you at the end of your road."

Naruto nodded. "Bye."

"Bye."

With that said, Naruto hung up and jumped off his bed, going to his closet where his shoes were neatly put away. He might have a been a seventeen year old boy but he was a neat freak.

He put on his shoes and went to his mirror. He messed up his hair a little bit before finding the perfect position for it. He walked to his door, down the hallway, said goodbye to his father and went out the door.

But not before grabbing the keys to the car.

Gaara and Sasuke were at the end of the alleyway and were entering a local store that looked like it was about to close.

They knocked on the locked door and waited.

No one came.

Sasuke banged on the door and just as they were about to give up, the door flew open.

"Can't you see that we're closed?!" She yelled. She then looked at Sasuke and Gaara with wide eyes. "Oh, my god."

"Please, be quiet." Gaara said. The woman shut her mouth quickly, trying not to scream. "Can we come in?" Gaara motioned the open door. "We rather not be out here in the open without some sort of disguise on."

The woman mutely nodded, opening the door all the way and stepping to the side for them.

The blinds were open and before Gaara could ask, she ran over and shut them all, knowing well that the two did not want to be seen by anyone outside of the store, which was everyone in the world but her.

"Thank you." Gaara said. "We'd like to make a purchase."

She nodded. "I'll be glad to show ou to the mens section." She said. "What exactly a-are you looking for, Gaara-san?" She was stuttering but it was to be expected. Two famous stars show up at your store with nothing but you and them there. Everyone would be.

"I'm just looking for something to cover both my tattoo, colored contacts and I also need a knew outfit." Gaara said. "Do you have all those?"

The woman nodded. "The colored contacts are over there." She pointed to the sign that said contacts and then she spoke again, saying, "the men's sections is that way, which I'll show you both after we get your contacts. The make up is over there and I'll show you that as well." She sighed and then looked at Sasuke, not afraid to look him straight in the eye. "What do you want, Sasuke-kun?"

Sasuke nodded. "Same thing but instead of the cover-up, I want something that will keep my hair down from this position and into a different style."

"We have wigs." She noted for him.

Sasuke nodded. "That'll work."

"Something black, I presume?" She asked.

Sasuke, once again, nodded. "Yes, please."

She then showed Gaara and Sasuke over to the colored contacts, getting that out of the way first before anything else. She picked up a cart and then continued on. When they were in the section, Gaara's eyes caught sight of the lightest crystal blue he had ever seen.

"Is it true that I won't be able to see at all?" Gaara asked.

"Your eye sight will be a little blurry." She said for him, looking at the crystal blue contacts that Gaara was checking out. "Well, first off, the lighter the color, the better the vision." (A//N. Not true. I just want it to be). "But, you'll live in a water color world the darker you go."

"I'll get these ones." He put them in the cart and grabbed an extra pair of red contacts, seeing Sasuke eying them from the moment they stepped foot inside the contact section.

"Okay." She said, heading off to the section where the wigs were. "Second, your wig."

So now, here was Gaara and Sasuke, under cover as two sexy, emo and gothic boys.

Gaara was wearing a dark red shirt with a black skull on the front that had a knife going through it with black blood on the end of the knife and it running down the side of the skull, his crystal blue contacts, he had black rimmed glasses on, his hair was still blood red but the tattoo on his forehead was gone, covered with make up. His pants where black skinny jeans with deep red cloth that matched his hirt hanging down from the belt loops on his pants that were all studded and in an X form. He was wearing elevator boots that went up to the top of his shin and the bottom of his knee cap. His eyes were still outlined with black eyeliner, refusing to take it off.

Sasuke, on the other hand, was in a dark black sweat shirt, the back in black red writing, with even darker red dripping from the words "fuck you" on the back. His eyes were outlined with black eye liner that wasn't as heavy as Gaara's but it was a little bit off his eyelid. The shirt underneath his sweatshirt was a white shirt that stated the obvious; "I'm emo." He was also wearing gloves on his hands and his pants were also black skinny jeans, chains hanging down from a loop that was attached to his back pockets, looped down and through another that was on the side of his knee cap and back up to the front where another loop was attached to the front pocket. It had this on both sides and it almost sounded like a dog walking down the street every single time he stepped.

He also had his contacts in. They looked utterly real and people were stopping to stare at both Gaara and Sasuke as they walked down the street.

Of course, the whole outfit for the both of them added together was over one thousand dollars in American money and over 96,164 yen in Japanese money.

They were a walking gold mine.

Next thing blew Gaara off and made him blink in confusion. He looked at Sasuke with his question and before he had to ask; Sasuke's stomach growled.

Again.

Sasuke looked at his own stomach, stopping from walking the night of Tokyo and made a face that Gaara could only identify as betrayal.

Gaara laughed at the raven, which made the people around them stop talking and look at the red head, whose laugh was as beautiful as an angels. "It's fine, Sasuke." Gaara said reassuringly. "We all get hungry." They both began walking again when the slightly taller red head put his hand on Sasuke's shoulder. "We'll just stop and get something to eat at the next place we see."

Sasuke lightly smiled at Gaara who returned it with small smile, too.

Naruto was walking down his road, planning to meet his friend at the end of it. He was still thinking about earlier that night, not letting it get out of his head that he was the one that Sasuke wanted. Well, he wanted it out of his head but the idea wouldn't leave. I was like a memory that would never die.

What memory would die if it was about Sasuke Uchiha?

Naruto was near the end and he could see Kiba's car at the end. The truck that his friend owned was nothing special. Just a Ford. (Found On Road Dead).

When he made it to the car, Kiba rolled the window down, leaned over into the passenger side and that's when Naruto noticed that the car door was locked. He made a pouting face at his friend as he laughed.

The dog-like-boy's laugh was much like the bark of a dog.

Naruto sighed in defeat. "Can you please let me in, Kiba?" He asked nicely, trying not to snap. He was already having thoughts go through his head about Sasuke and now his best friend locks him out of the car when he knows that he has been having a bad night since the concert.

Kiba only grinned at him. "Are you going to sit in the car a mope because you ruined your chances with the all-so-famous Uchiha Sasuke?" Kiba asked, his voice playful but Naruto knew that he was completely serious.

Naruto looked at Kiba with a pleading look. He sighed in defeat because he knew if he didn't admit to it, Kiba would take off without him. He wanted to get into the car.

It was cold outside.

Naruto nodded in agreement. "I won't, dogbreath. I promise."

The insult didn't seem like a insult. Just a nickname. One that Naruto had been using for years and years on end. He wasn't going to get out of the habit of calling the seventeen year old friend of his dogbreath.

Kiba unlocked the car door and let the blonde in. Naruto shook out his hair once he got into the car and fixed it up from the breeze that was running through it outside of the car. Kiba started off and turned on his headlights, it being to dark to drive without them. (Duh!)

"Where are we eating?"

"What the hell is this?" Sasuke asked, his face a little disgusted at the place that was closest to the road they were on. They had been walking for a while, trying to find a place without very many people but it looked like everywhere was full of people, since it was the night that Sasuke Uchiha and Sabaku Gaara were out missing. Many girls were wondering the town, looking for the two most wanted people the United States, Japan, The UK and Europe.

"This is the place where we are eating." Gaara stated, walking into the restaurant.

"Ichi-"

"-raku's." Naruto stated, a grin on his face.

"Gross." Sasuke said, turning his head away in disgust.

Gaara rolled his eyes at the raven's preppiness. Even when he wasn't famous, he was. His fangirls from his old school still follow him around on tour. Two of his most famous fangirls that refuse to leave him alone and he had to get a restraining order on both of them after they tried to break into his hotel room follow his tour around but they never get to go in. Their pictures are always posted on the front door, the bodyguards watching for the two obsessed females.

"This is where we are eating." Gaara said. "No more fuse about it. I don't want to walk forever until we find somewhere suitable for you, Uchiha." Gaara walked in without another word, leaving Sasuke standing outside of the curtain covered shop.

Sasuke sighed in defeat. He did not want to go in but he knew he had no choice. His stomach wouldn't leave him alone any longer and he hated it more than anything. He hated being hungry. It just wasn't him.

After a long break outside, he decided that it was best for him to go inside. He needed to get something in his stomach or he would surely die of hunger.

Sasuke walked in, lookin around for a no smoking sign.

Even though he was seventeen and a half, he was still going to smoke in public. It was just him.

He took out a pack of camels and a lighter. The lighter a a black with red flames on the side. It was a Zipo. He flicked it open and light it at the same time, being experience with them since he had been smoking for years. He took a large huff after lighting it and enjoyed it. He was curious as to why Gaara was sitting down in the back of the room, right next to a couple of men.

He raised an eyebrow and walked over, planning to beat the living shit out of some people if they were fucking with his friend. His only friend.

He sat down at the table and Gaara held out his hand for a cigarette. He handed the red head one and took out his own red and silver lighter. Also, a Zipo. After lighting his cigarette, the red head blew out the smoke towards the males, who were also smoking a cigarette. They turned their heads and their eyes widened when they mat crystal blue eyes.

"Damn." Sasuke was only able to make out the words of one of the males, since his Japanese was pretty bad still.

"Hajimematsute, watashi no namae wa Gaara desu." Gaara said, his Japanese accent coming up on the words as if he was born that way.

"Gaara-san?"

Gaara nodded.

"Really?"

Gaara nodded again.

The man nodded and held out his hand, a friendly smile on his face. "Watashi no namae wa Neji desu."

Gaara smiled lightly and nodded, shaking his hand. He took a drag and inhailed. Speaking afterwards, he said, "Hajimematsute."

"Kochirakoso Hajimemasute." Neji said.

Gaara knew he was fucking up on his words so he decided to ask his next question. "Ego ga hanasemasuka?"

Neji nodded. "I do." And with that, his Japanese accent was gone. "I just thought that you were Japanese so I spoke it with you."

Gaara smiled. "That's good." He said. "My Japanese sucks ass."

Neji laughed and nodded. "You got nothing wrong in the words but you mispronounced a couple of the words in your sentences."

Gaara sighed. "Yeah. I knew I did."

The other person with him was sitting quietly and was watching the entrance, as if waiting for someone. As the conversation with Gaara and Neji began to take action into more of a friendly and not just a meeting with saying hello, Sasuke was staring more intently on the silent boy on the other side of the table, staring out the half curtained shop.

Surprisingly, the shop was warm for it not being a closed door.

Sasuke watched the boy, waiting to see if he noticed that he was being watched in the first place. He sighed after he knew that the brown haired man wasn't going to notice him.

"What's wrong, Sasuke?"

"Sasuke?" Neji asked Gaara, his voice a little surprised.

Gaara nodded.

"You guys had your names changed to the band Within Temptations?"

"No. We are the two missing people from Within Temptations."

Neji's eyebrow was raised at the blunt statement of the red head as the red head grinned at him. "Really now?"

"They are." The brown haired boy finally spoke. "You can blankly see it in the facial features and their hair is in the same style, just fucked with a little bit. And Gaara's tattoo is covered. You can see a little part of it in the corner where his hair covers. But when you flipped your hair, I saw that part and noticed that you were indeed the two missing teens from Within Temptations."

Sasuke's eyes widened. "Gaara." Gaara looked at the raven with half sorry eyes. "You are an idiot."

"No." The brown haired boy said, turning to the raven, looking him dead on in the eye with lazy brown ones. "I'm just observant."

Gaara stood. "If you don't mind, we're going to leave." Gaara said blankly.

"You think we're going to just scream like fangirls and tell everyone that you are here?" The brown haired boy said.

Gaara shrugged. "You could just hit us over the head with a chair and take us as prisoners." Gaara said. "It's easy to do. I did it to Drew Barrymore."

Neji started to laugh. "I remember that artical."

The brown haired boy laid his head in his hands and closed his eyes. "Whatever." He started. "It was nice talking to you two. I hope you have fun running from your security guards, trying to find your blonde-haired menus."

Sasuke didn't move, but his eyes widened. How that got around so quickly, he didn't know. But that wasn't the thing that caught his attention. It was the fact that both of the teens were just sitting there, not surprised that either Gaara or Sasuke were there. They didn't ask for an artograph and they didn't bother to try and get a piece of hair or a piece of clothing.

"Wondering how I knew about that?" The brother haired boy asked.

Sasuke put out his hand, taking a step forward as he did so. "Sasuke."

The brown haired man shrugged. "I know." He lazily put out his hand and shook the raven's hand. "Nara Shikamaru."

Sasuke eyes widened. That's why! Shikamaru was the owner of the Concert hall they had just preformed at! That's how they knew about it! Neji was the one who was at the office when they were trying to get their songs recorded. He was the one who said that his company would gladly pay for the record needs, like the out-shipping of the records to the world, since Byakugan was a large corperation and covered everywhere but Japan.

"Is that why you are here in Japan?" Gaara asked. "Because you are trying to expand your uncles company?"

Neji nodded. "He put me out here in Japan to try and make deals with the property it would use and the place where it would be homed. We were planning to put it right by concert hall. That's why Shikamaru and I are out here. We are working out a deal, since the concert hall does indeed expand over more area the most people think it does." Neji sighed. "It's going well, but my friends just called and asked if they can join here at Ichiraku's. My friend, Naruto, is crazy about ramen. He doesn't understand that he's going to get fat with how much he consumes."

Sasuke thought to himself what crazy minded person would ever name their child fishcake? That was just the stupidest name in the world.

Gaara sighed in defeat. "Do you think that they would go nuts if we were here?"

Neji shrugged. "Both Kiba and Naruto are huge Within Temptation fans."

Sasuke nodded in realization. "Then, we should eat and leave." Sasuke said. He called over a waiter and then ordered what Neji suggested; Miso Ramen with extra pork.

"What are you getting, Naruto?" Kiba asked, scratching his cheek that sported a red fang tattoo.

Naruto shrugged. "I'm just going to get Miso Ramen. Extra pork sounds good." Naruto stated.

Kiba nodded. "Miso Ramen it is."

Neji and Gaara were into another conversation. Typical. Sasuke was eating and Gaara was smoking another cigarette. That was typical, too.

"You both should stop smoking." Neji said. "You have a solo in one of your songs and it's pretty embarrassing if you choke in the middle of it."

Gaara made a whatever type of sound. "Yeah right." Gaara said. "It's only a couple of seconds long and I highly doubt that the smoking is going to make it that bad. I'll be fine."

"You should still stop. It's bad for you in the first place." Neji stated.

Gaara rolled his eyes. "Why are you worried?" Gaara asked. "It's not like I'm going to be screwed out of my career for smoking. A lot of famous people do it."

Neji shrugged. "Whatever."

Sasuke was eating and thinking. He was thinking about his little blonde. The blue eyes were beautiful, like the ocean was swimming behind them. They just held secrets and thoughts that he refused to tell anyone else, but his eyes betrayed him and told Sasuke everything.

He was alone.

In the wide world, he was nothing but a tool that everyone used. He was just something that was used by others to be lead higher in the chain of life. He was at the bottom of it and he wanted to be higher in it, but he knew that he was never able to make it. He was nothing. Just another man on the street, walking the dead of night.

How Sasuke knew all this in just a couple seconds glance, he lived this life. He was nothing but a used person. Itachi, his elder brother, taught him something though that changed his life.

If he didn't stop being a used and become a user, he was going to become nothing but a person that you pass by. Now, his brother was in a hospital with a couple stab wounds to his back for being related to Sasuke Uchiha. Sasuke visited him every day of his passing but soon, Itachi Uchiha was pronounced dead. He was cremated and buried in The outskirts of Oregon, near the coast where he loved it most. That was his wish. That Sasuke followed his dream of becoming a famous rock star. That dream had occurred and now, he visited Itachi no more. He let go of him a long while back.

It wasn't worth his time to visit his brothers grave anymore.

"Sasuke." Gaara voice was soon rose from the back of his mind just in time to stop him from falling asleep in his bowl of Miso Ramen.

"What?" Sasuke asked. He then realized how tired the running, the concert and the constant worrying over his blonde had made him. "We need to find a hotel."

"The hotels around here are filled." Neji inquirred. "The closet thing you are going to get for a hotel room is over thirty miles away from the concert hall and I don't think that either of you can pay for anything unless you have cash money."

Sasuke nodded, noting that the credit cards they were using were linked to their managers private email. They would be found in a matter of minutes if they used their credit cards to pay for anything. And they used all their cash money to buy their clothes for hiding. They never once thought about the moment that they were going to have to sleep somewhere.

"You guys can crash at my place." Neji offered. "I don't mind and I have a high quality hotel room. I can just buy you guys a hotel room for yourselves. I'm sure that you can pay me back later." Neji gave a warm smile with his promise. Sasuke knew that this was probably a bad idea but the Hyuuga's weren't bad people. He knew that for a fact because his father used to do business with Neji's uncle.

So, Gaara smiled and shook Neji's hand for a deal and said thank you. Gaara was like Sasuke's brother. They were telepathic and could read the others movements in nothing flat. More like twins though. They acted similar to each other and they were obviously together more than Gaara was with his actual siblings. When they were doing an interview, they were both present. Last time Sasuke was in an interview alone, he punched out the hostess, which was Jerry Springer. Gaara stopped him from injuring him further and pulled the ragging Sasuke off him. It was just that easy.

"Which hotel is it?" Gaara asked.

"The Peninsula Tokyo." Neji said, smiling as he said so.

"That five star hotel over at The Prestigious Business district of Yurakucho?"

Neji nodded. "Yep." He said. "I'm on the top floor. The whole top floor is mine. You guys can spend the night in the room or I can get you one just down the hall from mine, which is the floor below me."

"Stop teasing, Neji." Shikamaru said, an amused smile on his face. "Just let them make the discistion on their own."

Gaara turned to Sasuke in an instant. Sasuke already knew that Gaara wanted to stay inside the room with Neji and Sasuke didn't want to no matter how well train a Hyuuga is in mannerism. Both the two boys looked old enough for Sasuke to know that both were sexual active and both of the boys, as far as he knew, could have a background and past of rape and molestation. If not, they could start with them first!

"Please, Sasuke." Gaara could sense that Sasuke was running the possibilities of the two men in his head. What they could be, what they could do. It was just all the things that Sasuke did as the elder.

It was very simple to say yes and Sasuke was to tired to think that he would have to explain why he wanted just a room below them. So the answer slipped from his lips and soon, Neji was calling up Kiba, who was driving to Ichiraku's as he was on the phone. So they were over sixteen. That was a little better. They had enough sense to drive a car. That was also good. Sasuke didn't have his license yet and the company he was signed to wouldn't allow him to have his license in the first place. Gaara had his because he just joined the band a couple months ago before their tour started.

"Let's go." Shikamaru said, getting up from his seat. "I'm to tired to just sit here. I'm going to fall asleep if we continue to do this."

Neji stood. "Call Naruto and Kiba. Tell them that we had business to attend to and that we will be back at the hotel room if they need anything." Neji said to Shikamaru.

Shikamaru nodded. "Bring the car around, please." He said. "Bring the car to me."

Neji rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He said, and began walking. "Follow me." Sasuke and Gaara were quick to pay for their food with the last of their cash money and followed the graceful burnette out the door.

Thanks for reading! Late updates on my other stories because of my computer being a bitch to me. :( It hates me!

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Vixie795!!