Naruto sighed happily as he leaned against Sasuke, watching the sunset. They were sitting outside on Naruto's porch on the seat swing, slowly rocking back and forth. It had been a week and a half since the blond got his voice back and he was using it as much as he can to seduce Sasuke before pulling away and joking that he was kidding. That usually ended with Naruto losing. Sometimes he would win, but he didn't have as much points as Sasuke did.
He nodded a greeting when Kyuubi came bounding up the porch, lyrics in hand. It seemed like he was making a new song and needed to be alone for awhile. And knowing Itachi, the redhead wouldn't be able to even think about the piece of paper with the older raven hovering around him; continually distracting him. But here, he would be able to have all the quiet time that he needed, knowing that the blond and the young raven would remain quiet for the redhead.
"Good-night y'all." Kyuubi said hurriedly before entering the house, slamming the door close. Naruto's face scrunched up after he heard the door close.
"Did he just say y'all?" Naruto asked, looking up at Sasuke. The raven shrugged.
"I guess he did. Nothing to worry over; it's just a word." He said calmly, looking back at the cloudless sky. It was a pretty pink and orange, kind of reminding him of his blond dobe.
"Yeah, but… it's something completely new of his word vocabulary."
"I don't see what's so strange about, he just said y'all."
"But words like that hard to get used to if you're not used to them. Take brain surgery for example!"
"Care to tell?" Sasuke looked down at his lover and raised an eyebrow. Naruto cleared his throat.
"Now what we're gonna do is," he started in a high pitched Texern accent, "saw the top of your head off; wiggle around there with a stick and see if we can find that there clot. You'll be like 'no thanks, I'll just die'," he said the last part regularly, trying not to laugh.
The rolled his eyes, getting up. "You got a point there." He brushed his butt off and helped Naruto up. "I need to be getting home, brother's probably worried. I'll see you at school tomorrow." He kissed the blond good-bye and got into his car, driving home.
Naruto watched as the car drove off, only going inside when it was out of sight. When he entered the house, there were papers every where in the living room. Kyuubi was sitting in the middle of it, hands clutching his hair in an aggravating way. The blond dared to speak.
"Are you alright, Onii-san?" Naruto asked, hoping not to get snapped at.
The redhead detangled his hands from his hair and looked up. He did not look too well. His hair was greasy and dangled, he had dark circles under his eyes, and he looked like he wore the same clothes for several days. Maybe he hadn't been at Itachi's house whatsoever. That worried Naruto.
"I can't come up with a new song," Kyuubi whined. "And I need to have at least one done before Friday, which is in two days. I'm doomed!" He threw his arms up into the air before slumping against the wooden floor.
"Um, why don't you write about clothes and have Temari sing it?" The blond asked. He smiled when he saw Kyuubi snap his head up with a new glimmer of hope in them. He immediately grabbed a piece of paper and started jotting down words. He nodded as words came to him and he smiled.
He came up with lyrics and notes for them. As he continued the song, Naruto went ahead and made dinner for them. When the blond finished, he heard a 'eureka!' and started to put dishes on the table. He jumped when Kyuubi suddenly burst into the kitchen, hugging Naruto and downing his food before calling his band over.
The blond knew tonight and tomorrow was gonna be a long day for the redhead.
It was finally Friday night and Naruto, Sasuke, and Itachi were sitting at a round table at the front by the stage. Kyuubi and his band were asked to play at a bar that needed a new… change in music. Kyuubi was happy to help, but was soon followed by sorrow when he was asked to make a new song. The redhead had said he could do it; and he did, with Naruto's help of course.
The people who were sitting down in booths or tables started to clap as Kyuubi and his band mates came up. The redhead slung his guitar on as Temari, a tall blond woman with four pigtails, came to the mic. Another blond that looked like a girl went to the electric piano. A guy with red hair and was kinda short worked the drums as another guy with spiky red hair and a long pony tail came up with another guitar.
"Hello everyone. Thank you for letting my band play here today. I have a new song that I want to play for the last song and I would like to thank my band mates for taking some time off so we could work on it." He turned towards his band, "Deidara," piano guy, "Kyohei," guitar guy, "Sasori," drum guy, "and Temari."
They sang several songs, mainly fast beat or hip-hop. Kyuubi grew confident by each song, but when it came to his new song, his ego went to an ultimate low. "Now here's our new song," he said, making sure not to shake or stutter as he spoke.
Temari started singing.
Clothes aren't what they used to be
They don't seem to fit you and me anymore
Modesty is out the door
Flaunting what we've got and more is in
Yeah it's in
They're saying
Don't ask why just wear what we say
You'll look like model if you only obey
To get the attention, just do what we say
Pay so much for clothes so small
Was that shirt made for me or my doll?
Is this all I get?
I looked so hot but caught a cold
I was doing just what I was told
To fit in
We're saying let's ask why
Don't wear what they say
Don't want to be a model
They can't eat anyway
That kind of attention will fade with the day
So I'll stand up and say
Clothes that fit are fine
Won't show what's mine
Don't change my mind
I'll be fine
Yeah I'll be… fine
(clothes by Barlow Girl)
It was simple, but funny and good. It was short but affective. And the crowd sure did like it. But some of the woman that were wearing short clothes that showed most of their body, they growled. How dare they mock their style. They stuck up their noses and left the bar in a huff.
And with that, so did the band, Naruto, Sasuke, and Itachi.
"So what did you think of it, honestly?" Kyuubi asked frantically. They were at the Uchiha compound and were eating dinner.
Itachi shrugged. "It was good. It should give the message out that people don't need to show so much skin to gain attraction. Wear enough clothes so you don't get sick."
"Girls that show too much skin have no brains whatsoever." Naruto agreed, sighing in mock sadness. Sasuke chuckled at his lover.
"You should tell that to Sakura." He whispered into the blond's ear, licking it.
"Now," Itachi started, looking at Kyuubi with a stern look, "what was up with you with not showing your face for about a whole week? I've been calling but no one would answer. Care to explain?"
Kyuubi gulped and laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head. "Funny, I was hoping you wouldn't be asking me that. I was over at cousin Deidara's house for most of the week, trying to make a new song before he kicked me out."
"I could have helped."
"In what way?"
Itachi chuckled and smirked evilly. "In anyway possible." Kyuubi blushed at this and looked down at his plate. Naruto and Sasuke laughed.
"I think I'm done." Kyuubi stood up, walking towards the hallway. He stopped to glance back at Itachi, smirking suggestively before continuing.
"I think I'm done too." Itachi said hurriedly, quickly standing up and following his lover in a run.
The blond and young raven watched the scene before going back to eating.
Ok, I'm back. I got home around 5:00 from my tutor's house and immediately started typing. I usually come home around 3:30, but… Anyways, the Kyohei was another guy I made up and he, Reu, and Minzuki are triplets. They're some of the characters I made up and put them in some of my stories. But, I hope you like this chapter! Reviews! Sorry for any misspelled words.
