Alright, this story is going to go all the way back to the very beginning, well almost. I'm sorry if I change some details that were in Take a Bow, and feel free to point them out.

*Freshman Year*

"Sasuke!" I inwardly cringed as the screeches began filling the air as I walked into the math classroom. I had woken up late and had thus not arrived before he horde. I had found it was easiest to arrive first so to deal with them one at a time and not all at once. However on this despicable first day of school, my luck was out.

I heard a telltale snort of laughter from the person who was responsible for my plight. I shoved through the girls to see the single girl not crowding around me in the entire class with her head on her desk, laughing hysterically.

"Would you shut it dobe!" I smacked the back of her head with force. However it did not have the desired effect. Instead of the ceasing of her laughter, she simply laughed harder.

"Dobe." I growled.

"Naruto, if you keep it up the pompous ass is going to kill you." Sai sat with his arms crossed over his chest in the desk next to her. Much to my dismay she listened to him instead of me.

She sat up and shot me her, I'm-innocent-and-you-can't-possibly-be-mad-at-me look. I sighed, dropping into my seat on the opposite side of her.

"And the great Uchiha is defeated by a cute blonde." I turned to glare at the pink haired girl that dared to say that I had been defeated.

"Oh, the Uchiha glare. I'm scared." she scoffed.

"Teme, get the stick out of your ass and stop glaring." Naruto grinned happily at me. I turned my glare on her instead. However, after years of exposure I knew she had become immune to it. As had all my friends.

"So is Gaara the only one without the pleasure of joining us?" I huffed.

"Guess again Uchiha." I turned to see the cocky redhead lounging in the desk behind the blonde.

"Alright time to settle down and pay attention! I'm Iruka, and welcome you your first day of high school!"

"Naruto, you are so dead." I whispered next to her ear as the bell rang above our heads. I heard her gulp audibly as she looked up timidly at me.

I hooped my arm around her neck as she attempted to make a get away. "Teme, let me go." she flailed vainly to free herself from my grasp.

"You mind telling me why you didn't come wake me up today dobe?"

She turned to grin at me, her eyes mischievous, "So you could see the full glory of your adoring fan club." She stuck her tongue out at me before ripping away from me and taking off down the hallway. At the corner she turned to give me her infamous victory sign and grin before she disappeared around the corner.

I sighed in defeat, she had beat me yet again.

"Hello Sasuke, Naruto." Kakashi greeted from behind a pile of papers. By some magic ability he was managing to both read his students worksheet that he had shoved on the students on the first day and read a porn novel written by none other than Naruto's grandfather.

"So, how were the high school fan girls Sasuke?"

"Even more desperate than the junior high ones." I answered in an exhausted tone.

"In better shape too. You should have seen them attack him." Naruto was all grins as she spoke of my anguish. She walked toward the stairs that led up to the bedrooms. She expertly led the way through the halls to a navy door, throwing it open as if it was HER house and not mine.

I watched her as she flopped easily onto my bed, messing the dark silk comforters. He lay on her stomach, gazing over at me, her head rest on her hands, her short blonde hair framed her face. Her feet bobbed in the air above her as she grinned at me.

"So, how was your summer with Itachi and the Akatski?" she asked with shining blue eyes.

I snorted in amusement, "As famous as ever, and they spent the whole time complaining that you weren't there."

"Oh chill drama queen, you'll catch up to your brother's famous ass eventually." she laughed, "After all, you're THE Sasuke Uchiha. KYAAA!" she screamed like my obnoxious fan girls.

"Hn."

"Food!" the single word was called up the stairs.

"Wow, he actually looked up from his porno long enough to cook."

"You think he actually looked up?" I asked her in a patronizing tone.

She gave me a dark glare as she stormed out of the room.

"I am stuffed." once again Naruto flopped onto my bed, only this time on her back, hands holding her stomach. I settled onto the piano bench with a smirk, lifting the cover off the keys. My fingers slipped easily over the keys I hadn't touched in months. With a smirk I let my fingers apply weight, playing a ringing cord. The gentle ring of the cord brought a small smile to my face.

Naruto rolled off the bed, landing unceremoniously in a heap on the floor, "Ow." I heard her mutter. I allowed a slight chuckle to escape my mouth, but refrained from turning to watch her. I knew what she was doing, she was retrieving her black and orange acoustic guitar from its permanent spot in the corner of my room. I let my fingers slide deftly over the keys, creating a melody from a piece I'd memorized in my years of lessons. It only took her minutes to come back and settle onto a Giant orange beanbag that was set up near my piano-it was the only thing of bright color in my decorated room, everything else was different shades of blue. A pick stuck out of her mouth as she sank into the chair. In an uncoordinated moment she smacked herself in the face with the guitar she was attempting to keep ahold of. I rubbed at my temples, trying not to laugh at the deadpanned look on her face. She shook her head, sending her mess of blonde hair in all directions before settling into a comfortable position.

I turned to raise an eyebrow at her. It was a widely known fact that I was a musician but what most people didn't know was that Naruto had been playing as long as I had. Her fingers picked unconsciously at the strings, testing and fixing the tune . Finally her fingers were satisfied and she took the pick from her mouth. I nodded, turning back to the keys. My mind flickered through the songs that we had memorized over the years before deciding on one.

I reopened my eyes and played the intro cords to broken. She was quick to catch on and I began the first verse. My eyes drifted to her as I sang, her eyes were closed and she was leaning forward so her short hair fell into her face, have covering the whisker scars that lined her tan cheeks. A soft smile graced her uncommonly still lips. (Just so you all know its broken by seether) her voice joined mine at the chorus and I could feel the automatic smile pulling at my face. I sang the final line of my verse and then let my eyes drift closed to simply listen and play as her voice took over. It was a comforting thought to know that I was one of the only ones to ever hear her talent. She didn't join any music classes at school or sing at school at all for that matter. I knew she planned to keep it that way, even though she knew I planned to use mine. I jerked out of my reprieve as I recognized my place to come in. Our version of it was softer than the original when we played it like this, but it was still one of my favorites.

We played the final cord and let the silence linger in the air before I turned to her. She still had the dazed expression she always did while playing music. I watched in amusement as her eyes cleared and she suddenly grinned at me.

"So where is Jirayia at this time anyway?" I asked her as she leaned comfortably back into her chair, her guitar sitting upright against herself.

"Who knows, research of some kind." she sighed in a defeated way.

"Of course," I grinned, letting my fingers play some random melody as I turned back to the keys.

"Did you meet anyone willing to help you begin your walk to fame?" she asked with a teasing grin, beginning to pick at the strings in tune with my melody .

I smirked at the wall, "He's finding my other band members as we speak." I fought not to chuckle as her fingers faulted on the strings.

"What?" she squeaked.

"I have a manager dobe, that's what." I turned to face her with a proud smirk.

She stared at me in shock, her crystal blue eyes wide.

"Alright you two, bed!" came a bored voice from downstairs.

"Alright, get out of my room dobe." I offered her a hand. She simply nodded dumbly, accepting it. I pulled her up, taking the guitar from her other hand.

"Good night Sasuke," in her dazed state she left the room.

"Well... That was a weird response." I mused. I shrugged to myself, rising up from the bench. I held up her guitar for examination. It was amazing with how clumsy she was that she hadn't broken it yet. The black wood still gleamed beautifully as it stood out against the bright orange pick guard. With a sigh I replaced it on its stand next to mine up against a wall.

"So, how'd she take it?" I looked up to see my silver haired guardian leaning against my doorframe.

"I think she went into shock." I smirked, digging out my pajama bottoms and t-shirt. I walked into the large bathroom to change.

"Well, it is a rather big announcement." Kakashi agreed, not having moved from his original position.

I walked back out, tossing the clothes in my hamper. "Goodnight Sasuke." he pushed off the frame, closing the door behind him as he left.

Naruto sat next to me, she was giggling happily as she played rock paper scissors with Itachi who sat in the seat ahead of us. Our parents sat at the front of the plane, laughing at some joke Naruto's father had made. I felt a smile pull at my face as popped a cherry tomato into my mouth.

"Teme, why do you eat those all the time?" the blonde girl turned to me, her long blonde hair swirling around her shoulders at her sudden movement. Even as she asked she stole one, popping it into her mouth. I rolled my eyes at her antics while Itachi laughed at us both. She yawned, stretching her arms into the air, making me chuckle. She shot me an indignant look before beginning to curl up in her seat, her head lazily lay against my shoulder and knees pulled easily to her chest. Itachi smirked easily at us before leaning his head back and closing his eyes. Soft snores were already emitting from my best friend asleep on my shoulder.

I let my eyes wander up to where our parents were. I caught Kushina's eyes gazing back at us with a soft smile. Minato and my father were arguing about something as always while the women snuck peeks over at us, laughing and whispering. The warmth of our family was in the air, everything was comfortable and in one word, it was home. I closed my eyes, putting it gently against the sleeping girl's head, being careful not to wake her.

Before sleep could begin to take hold of my mind the plane suddenly jerked. I threw my eyes wide as my head was thrown back. Naruto looked up at me with wide frightened eyes before something fell smashing against my head, throwing the world into black. The next flash I saw was of the same crystal blue eyes gazing into mine.

"Sasuke, please wake up!" she screamed, her hand holding tight onto my arm and shaking. Her face was slashed and bleeding, her blonde hair stained red with blood.

"Sasuke, wake up!" I jolted awake to see a much older pair of sapphire eyes awaiting me. She sighed in relief upon seeing my eyes open. "The nightmare again?" I knew the question was rhetorical so I didn't bother answering

"How'd you know?" I asked her, I knew I never screamed from my dreams.

"You're not the only one who has dreams about it you know. Scoot over." she said in a short tone.

I chuckled but complied. She slid into the bed beside me. I watched her as she joined me, wearing her baggy black sweats and orange t-shirt. The telltale signs of the crash lined her face in the form of three identical scars across each of her cheeks.

"How long has it been now?" she asked, gazing up at the ceiling.

"6 years." I answered in a low voice. Her father had been the leader of the large city we lived in and my father had been the owner of the best guard business in the world. The two of them had been best friends and my father had been her father's personal guard. They never found out who it was that sabotaged the plane, but only Naruto, Itachi, and I had walked away. Itachi had walked away blind, Naruto had walked away with more scars than just the ones on her cheeks I had been luckier than she, she had seen the entire crash from beginning to end, while I had walked away with a single bump on the head, some scratches, and burns.

Naruto snuggled into her pillow, turning to face me, "Sweet dreams Sasuke."

"Or just better dreams atleast." I mumbled with a smirk as she stuck her tongue out at me before closing her eyes. As always she was instantly asleep. I chuckled before falling once again into sleep.

Alright, I know I'm adding alot, but this one is actually going to be their story, as friends, as more, and then where they ended.