A/N What's up guys? Two chapters in and already got some jackass dissing my story. As stated in another story of mine: shut the fuck up. If you motherfuckers out there have something bad to say about something stupid like a paring then you can take you complaints and shove them up your ass cause I don't want to hear them. Everyone else; enjoy the story!

~Tobi Phantom

I sat down at my usual table in the cafeteria after we came in for lunch. It was, of course, the one farthest away from everyone else.

'Thank goodness, my legs are killing me.' I sighed and reached into my lunch box. As I ate I was finally able to think about this morning.

'What was that this morning? I swear it felt like someone touched us which is completely new. It's only ever felt like we were being watched before. Maybe this is connected to our dreams.' I shook my head.

'No that's crazy! That would mean this was supernatural. And stuff like that only happens in movies.'

'Do you have a better explanation?'

"Hey Sakura, can I talk to you?" I turned around to see Karin walking towards me. I nodded and she slid into the seat across from me.

"Did something really touch you or were you just looking for attention?" Her tone was rude and untrusting, but her eyes showed only curiosity.

"I wasn't looking for attention but I'm pretty sure something did touch me." Karin tilted her head to the side and dropped the mean voice.

"What do you mean 'pretty sure'?"

"It felt like someone put their hands on me, but I'm guessing no one did so, I don't know."

She nodded but I could tell she didn't understand. Karin got up and walked back over to her friends. I shook my head sympathetically after seeing her get bombarded with questions as to why she would voluntarily talk to me.

I looked at the time on my phone and groaned.

'Eight more hours of this torture just so I can go home and get beat some more. I don't see why they got me a cell phone if they hate me so much. I guess it's to rub in my face that I don't have any friends.'

I got up and headed to the band room so I could go ahead and get a stand for when we practice music. I shivered as I walked in, noticing no one was in there yet. I still feel the eyes though so I guess I really am crazy. I saw a flash of black and red and spun around.

'I really need a therapist. First eyes, then hands, and now I'm seeing things? Why is this happening to me?' I ran to the bathroom and locked myself in a stall. I took out my small pocket knife and held it to my arm. I sighed in relief as I split my skin and saw the thin line of blood appear.

After I washed the blood off I walked back into the band room, knowing no one would question my new injury. It's sad really, I get put through emotional and physical abuse and I still resort to cutting. I can't help it though, it really does help. I grabbed my clarinet and got in the arch just as Kakashi-sensei had us start playing. As off-key notes came out of instruments that hadn't been played in months, I couldn't help but think,

'Why me?'

I slice my skin

Blood comes out

I sigh in relief

The tension melts

I relax

I hate my form of release

"How did practice go? I hope you aren't doing too badly." Mother sneered when I got in the car that evening.

"No mom, I'm managing to keep up." I replied, hoping she'd stop at that.

No such luck.

"Good, you'd better. I don't want you dragging them all down. Your classmates work too hard and are too talented to be pulled back by a disgrace such as yourself." She said. "When we get home, after you cook of course, you are to go outside and practice until you have the first song memorized."

"Yes 'mam." I said, bowing my head. I learned a long time ago not to argue. The bowing my head bit makes her feel better, like she has complete control over me. "What would you like me to make?"

"Let's see now, I'm in the mood for Italian. Make spaghetti; and you'd better make a lot if you want to get any." I bowed my head again. I always make extra, it's the only way to insure I get to eat.

After waiting a few seconds to see if she would continue I turned my head to look out the window.

'We're going pretty fast, I bet if I -'

'No! Bad Sakura, don't think like that!' I shook my head to rid myself of my suicidal thoughts.

I felt a puff of breath on the back of my neck and swung my head around. I saw that all the windows were down and relaxed.

'Crazy girl, come on! It was just the wind, how would anyone be breathing on our neck anyway? You really need to relax.'

I'm crazy

That's all there is to it

I need to relax

Deep breaths girl

No one's there

Stop worrying over what's not there

Focus on what is

Just relax

Twenty minutes later and I'm standing in the kitchen waiting for the water for the noodles to boil. After I put in the noodles Naruto decides to walk in.

"Hey sis, you remember that girl I had told you about right? She's in your band class and I was wondering if you met her today." I turned around to look at him and saw the faint blush on his face.

"Hinata right? Yeah I met her. She defended me when Ino started in again. Why?" I watched as Naruto's blush grew deeper.

"Oh, no reason; I just wanted to see if she was still crazy. If she really did help you than she's changing back to the sweet girl she used to be. I don't think she'll ever go back completely and that's good. I like how she'll defend herself now. She used to never talk back; she'd just take whatever anyone decided to dish out." I turned back around and stirred the noodles as I listened to Naruto ramble on and on about Hinata.

'Wow, I've never heard him go on this much before about a girl. He must really like her.' I smile at that thought and face him again.

"I can see why you like her so much. She seems sweet and she's very pretty." I laugh as Naruto's face goes red and he starts to rant about how he doesn't like her while commenting on how pretty her eyes are and soft her skin is and so on and so forth.

I shake my head in amusement and take the noodles off the burner. After putting them through the strainer I put the sauce on. I always do it last because it heats up so quickly; I also can use the same pan and that mean less dishes and work for me. Naruto left to go get our parents while I set up the table. They all come in and sit down; waiting for me to serve them. I take comfort it seeing that Naruto looks uncomfortable with that after our brother-sister moment.

The worst part of this is the fact that after band camp I'm always starving. They do feed us dinner put my parents refuse to pay for it. I'm also not allowed to bring enough food so I have to split my lunch in half. I can't tell you how many times I've almost fainted from hunger because of these people.

Now I know what you're thinking; why don't I just tell someone and get my horrid parents arrested? Well I'll tell you why; Naruto. He's is the only reason I put up with this shit. He may not be the best brother but I love him and mum and dad are good parents to him. I'm not going to take that away from him. I'll soon be able to move out and then I'll never have to deal with these people again.

After supper (I got to eat!) mum reminded me (screamed at me) to go outside and practice. I grab my clarinet and the first song and head out to the back yard. I look over the piece and start to play. It never takes me long to memorize my music; guess I just have a thing for this. The one thing my parents do that does bother me is criticize how I play. I know I'm good at this but they're just to damn stubborn to accept it. They always insult me after I play put I can see in their eyes that they like it.

Forty-seven minutes later and I had the first song down. Because it was jazz and I kinda get really into music, I was dancing around the yard playing. I wasn't thinking and no one was watching so I felt totally fine doing so. At least I thought no one was watching. I had just finished when I heard clapping behind me. I spun around, wide-eyed, and saw Hinata and Naruto standing there. I felt my face grow hot and I knew I was blushing as they walked over.

"Wow Sakura, it's only the first day and you've already got it down! That was fast!" Hinata exclaimed. I smiled, glad someone was praising me. I don't remember the last time someone did. I glanced over at Naruto and he started to speak,

"Yeah Sakura; that was really good too! I never knew you were so good." Now that warmed my heart. To hear my beloved little brother complimenting me was the best thing ever. I know he only said something because Hinata was standing there but I don't care.

"Thanks, I've been practicing since supper." I reply, unable to stop smiling. "It's not as impressive as it seems, jazz is easy." Hinata rolled her eyes and sighed dramatically causing Naruto to laugh.

"You poor girl; you don't understand. You're like a musical prodigy or something!" I blushed and looked down, my smile growing slightly bigger. "Well I gotta go; I just stopped by to say hi. See you tomorrow Sakura!" Hinata turned and started walking. I hollered a good-bye and laughed as Naruto chased after her, offering to walk her home.

Feeling confident that Hinata would let him, I started to put my clarinet back in its case. I shivered as a cool breeze blew by and froze when I heard a familiar voice floating with it.

"You really ought to listen to that girl; she knows what she's talking about. You are worth so much more than you give yourself credit for. Soon you'll see though; I'll make sure of that." I felt an ominous chill and tried to tell myself I'm just hearing things. No matter how many times I say it though, I can't convince myself. I know that voice is real.

Notes float through the air,

The audience stares in awe.

The music is too beautiful to be human,

It must come from an angel.

An angel indeed is playing,

At least in his mind.

No one can compare to her,

She's just too perfect.

She's all he sees,

All he wants,

And he will have her.