Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Naruto characters or the song 'Strange'

Thank you - silverrayne621 for requesting the band Tokio Hotel.

Strange: Tokio Hotel Ft. Kerli

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Strange

A freak of nature
Stuck in reality
I don't fit the picture
I'm not what you want me to be

Wasn't I enough when you fell for me Sasuke? I want to say, but I keep silent. Silence is when I find myself screaming the most, begging for someone to listen. But Sasuke is oblivious to the words in my head, the feelings I have on this whole situation. Here we are, just about to leave and meet the parents, when he tells me I have to change my clothes. A simple request, not a big deal, until he hands me a suit. The last time I wore a suit was when I was the lineless 'Man In Suit' in the 5th grade play. I looked over the outfit I had chosen to wear for this occasion: a white button-up dress shirt, the neatest pair of pants I owned, and goofy dress shoes I wouldn't ever wear after today. (A/N:You know, the kind that mothers buy for you on picture day.**)

Sorry

I put on the suit because I know it means a lot to Sasuke. It was unconfortable, and itched. I only have it on for two minutes and I already hate it. This is going to be a long night, I thought.

Under the radar
Out of the system
Caught in the spotlight
That's my existence

In the car, Sasuke finally realizes I don't like the suit. "Suck it up." He said as he heard yet another sigh, the same sigh I have been sighing for about five minutes now. I stick my tongue out at him as I put in a CD I brought and turn up the volume.

"Down with the sickness!" I scream along. But my music is short lived, because Sasuke (The fun sucker) sucked my fun away with one push of a button. I thought maybe he wanted to say something, but he was silent. "Something the matter?" I ask. One glare from him makes me want to jump out of the car.

"That music is the matter. How can you listen to this crap?"

"I like it..." I mumbled. He pressed the eject button and took the CD out, I assumed he was going to give it back to me. But instead, he rolled down the window and threw it out.

"What the Fuck?" I shout, now pissed at the already pissed Sasuke "You could have just given it back!"

Sasuke was silent as he fumbled with the buttons on the radio, choosing a station that played elevator music, no lyrics whatsoever. Yup, fun sucker.

You want me to change
But all I feel is strange
Strange

The Uchihas met us outside as the car pulled up. Sasuke's mother was the first to say hello, along with a cold stare and a fake smile.

"It's great to meet you." I said after introducing myself. Sasuke's father stared at me coldly and didn't bother speaking to me. Sasuke nudged my elbow and I stuck my hand out to the man. "Hi, I'm Naruto." He shook my hand a brief moment and introduced himself before going into his home. I knew then, suit or not, these people wouldn't like me.

In your perfect world

The house was as perfect as Sasuke's mother's hair. Not one thing was out of place, not even a little mess to make it look like someone actually lived there. The home was a world of expensive furnishings, no pictures. It was a cold place that only knew proper ediquette. Soft music was playing in the background, no lyrics - just sound, to fill the stillness of the house itself.

So strange
Strange
I feel so absurd in this life

In the kitchen, a butler served the food that a chef had prepared, and it was silent for some time.

"Sasuke," Sasuke's mother adressed, "How's school?"

"Good." He replied, I knew he felt uneasy under his parents speculation. He and I both.

"That's good, majoring in buisiness?" His father asked. He was a buisinessman himself, too busy doing buisiness to be home too much. Making the house colder and lonlier.

"Yes." Sasuke said.

"And what is it you do Naruto?" Sasuke's mother questioned, turning her head to me.

"Well-" I started, but was cut off.

"He's working on getting a degree in teaching." The words were lies. I hadn't even spoken to Sasuke about my future plans.

"And what is it you're doing now?" Sasuke's mother went on, trying to sound more interested. I spoke before Sasuke could make up another lie.

"I'm a waiter in Konoha."

"A waiter?" Sasuke's father sounded disgusted.

"Naruto is up for a promotion though." Sasuke added. Another lie.

"Oh really? That's great." Sasuke's mother flashed me a smile and I could tell she didn't hate him as much as Sasuke's father. But I knew they both were thinking the same thing: I wasn't good enough for their son, their 'family'.

Don't come closer
In my arms,
Forever you'll be strange
Strange

The rest of the day was a blur, a stressful, cold, blur. I went along with Sasuke's lies and I was no longer the free, independent Naruto, but someone else. A person that can survive the cold questioning of what was Sasuke's family. I was Naruto Uzumaki - future teacher. Determined only with his work, schooling, and Sasuke. No fun for himself. In turn he was, a fun sucker.

You want to fix me
Push me
Into your fantasy

"I got you something." Sasuke said a couple days later. He took my unfinished ramen and replaced it with a folder. I opened it.

"College applications.." I said, not thrilled at all.

"Yeah. I figured we'd get you started on that teaching career." I gave him a questioning look.

"I don't want to be a teacher Sasuke. When have you ever heard me tell you that?" Sasuke sat down next to me.

"Okay, what do you want to be then?" I snatched my ramen back.

"I want to be a writer." I said, then began stuffing my face again.

"A writer?" Sasuke questioned. "You don't write."

I sighed. Did Sasuke really not know me this well? "I guess I don't write then.." I said as I got up, realizing I was late for work. The statement was sarcasm, but I wasn't sure if Sasuke got that.

You try to give me
Sell me
A new personality

"Here. Fill these out." Sasuke said, handing me a different stack of papers.

"I wasn't really expecting to go to college to write..." I mumbled, looking over the papers.

"Not for writing." Sasuke said, "English teacher." I was silent for a long time.

"Does this have anything to do with your parents?" I asked. Sasuke ignored the question.

"You're not gonna get anywhere being a writer, you need to have a career you can fall back on." I found myslef silent again. Sasuke made sense in a way, but he was also confusing. I decided to fill out the papers to make him happy.

You try to lift me
I don't get better
What's making you happy
Is making me sadder

Things twisted more after that. Do this, don't do that. My every move was controlled. my decisions, my life, were not my own. But every time I'd look at Sasuke I'd feel the love, the true love that made my heart almost fall out of my chest. I needed him; I loved him, enough to be a puppet.

In your golden cage
All I feel is strange

I was now a person who loved suits and elevator music, like a dog at a dog show. The dog show happened to be the Uchiha's Christmas party. Sasuke made me into the perfect gentlemen, schooling me with all the things I can't do: no elbows on table, no loud outbursts, no slurping, no profanities, no vulgar language, no inappropriate jokes, No Fun. The rules made me feel like a kid at the swimming pool again, gazing up at a collossol sign taller than him listing things he couldn't do. But I broke rules on purpose then, fiending for the trouble.

Strange
In your perfect world so
Strange, Strange
I feel so absurd in this life

The party was days away and we sat at the table, discussing school. We hadn't talked about something real or fun in a long time, so school was the last thing on my mind. But I went along with it.

"So I think if you get into Konoha's College. . . you'd be. .forty minutes away. So we'd be able to see eachother. . .But. . " Here we go again, I thought. Another switch in the college plans. It wasn't even Sasuke's future and he had all four years planned out already. What classes I'm taking, what I'm majoring in. I felt like a character on The Sims. Present, but not in control.

Don't come closer
In my arms
Forever you'll be
Strange, Strange
Like me

Did I need to change? I thought.

I knew I used to be a bit immature, I ate food that wasn't good for me, I put my elbows on the table, and I could be a bit loud at times. That person was Naruto Uzumaki, that's what made me. I never knew boundaries, never knew love. Truth was, I'd take the love if it came with the boundaries. Every rule I'd follow, just for one ounce of love. Love overpowered my self respect.

Strange
When you touch me
Strange
When you kill me
Strange
All I feel is strange

I wasn't the same, I knew that. Sasuke had to know that too. Does he like the new me? I wondered. Is this what he wants me to be? An Uchiha clone, worthy of the families love; Sasuke's love.

In my dreams together
We'll be
Strange, strange
In a perfect world...

"Naruto speaking." I answered.

"Hey wanna go prank Iruka? I have a good one..." Kiba said excitedly, about to go into details until I cut him off.

"No..sorry. Maybe Hinata will help you out.." I said, I couldn't bring up the courage to tell Kiba I wasn't that person anymore. No longer was I the loud prankster everyone thought I was.

"Are you okay Naruto? You haven't really been around much." Kiba's words were quiet and I could tell he was being serious.

"Yes. I'm fine." I replied.

"Yes? This is what I'm talking about. You're not yourself." Kiba stopped for a moment. "Sasuke...maybe he isn't good for you."

"What are you talking about Kiba?" My voice cracked a bit. Letting Sasuke go was like dropping a bomb on my chest.

"He's changed you. You're not the same."

"I know." I admitted, "but I love him." I needed to tell my best friend this, why I have changed who I am. Kiba's words had a lot of meaning.

"I know you do, but if he loves you - you should be enough. You don't have to change yourself." Kiba spoke what had been running through my head for a long time. I didn't want to be myself, in fear of Sasuke rejecting me, but isn't that why Sasuke fell for me in the first place?

"..I know." I said. "Thank you Kiba." I hung up the phone before Kiba could ask me what I was going to do.

Strange, I am so strange
Strange, I am so strange
Strange, strange

"I have to work later than I thought." I said through the phone. "Go to the party, I'll meet you there."

"You sure? . . .maybe I can wait. . " Sasuke replied.

"No, the're expecting you. It'd be rude for us both to be late."

"Okay, see you soon."

I put the phone down and sighed. Sasuke might hate me for what I'm going to do, he may never speak to me again . . . but I'm through being a puppet.

In your perfect world
So strange, strange
I feel so absurd in this life

Getting home, I tossed the suit that was laid out aside. Digging through my closet I found the outfit I had chosen to wear to meet Sasuke's parents. Ten minutes later I was on my way to the Uchiha's home.

Don't come closer, you'll die slowly

As I arrived, I introduced myself to everyone, slowly zig zagging through the crowd to find the people I was looking for. I finally found Sasuke's parents sitting at a small round table with a taller Uchiha and, of course - Sasuke.

"Naruto, have a seat." Sasuke's mother said, putting on her mask of hospitality. I gave her the best fake smile I could form and sat, trying to ignore Sasuke's questioning glare.

"Now Sasuke was just telling us about your college plans..." Sasuke's mother went on. I sighed and decided to get this over with.

"I'm not going to college. At least, not yet."

"Well of course, it's still a few months away..." Sasuke's mom went on.

"I think it'll be a few years. I wanted to work on this book I've been thinking about." Everyone's eyes at the table went wide.

"Can I talk to you outside for a moment Naruto?" Sasuke said, trying to sound polite. "Excuse us." He said, as he led me out.

In my arms
Forever you'll be
Strange

Sasuke met me outside and gave me look. Before he said anything about my chosen attire and my outburst, I spoke.

"I hate suits." He smirked, but he didn't know I wasn't finished. "I hate teachers, I hate school, I hate vegetables, I hate rules, I hate planning, and I hate music with no lyrics." He looked speechless. "Now let me tell you what I love.." I said. "I love writing, I love Ramen, I love the color orange, I love noise, I love rock music, I love my friends, and...I love you." Sasuke was going to speak, but Naruto put a finger to his lips. "But you have to love me too. For me. The loud, obnoxious, annoying, strange me."

"I do love you Naruto. All this" He held his arms up "It's not what matters. I tried to change you, and for that i'm sorry. I just wanted my parents to accept you, so they could accept me. But, I realize now that I don't care about all that."

Strange

"Let's go get some Ramen." Sasuke said with a smirk, and I knew then things would change. I will be the same old Naruto Uzumaki and he will be the same Sasuke Uchiha. Different, but with one thing in common. Love.

"Sasuke." I said then, remembering something important.

"Hn."

"You owe me a new Disturbed CD."

Like me

**I never understood why I needed new shoes for picture day...can someone fill me in?

*Sigh* I feel as if my writing is getting worse...

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