I sighed as I stepped out of the bus. A deep feeling stirred in my stomach and I felt like throwing up- oh wait, I already did. I walked into the gas station and Sasuke came up behind me, his arms encircling my thin waist. His head burrowed into the crook of my neck. Neji and Shikamaru smirked and continued to browse the candy aisle. Ten Ten, and Ino smiled and put a quarter in a tattoo machine. Naruto and Hinata were talking, Hinata's face flushed with pink. Before we joined bands, I never thought they would take this easily together.

"Stop looking so worried," Sasuke whispered in my ear, "it's just a couple of nights. The chances of running into your parents are slim to none." I stiffened at the word parents and sighed. I turned around at Sasuke and sighed.

"No, you're right Sasuke. Just a few days and that's all." The fact of returning to my hometown for a two night concert made my stomach lurch. I excused myself to the bathroom only to throw my guts up again. I flushed the toilet and washed my hands. I looked at my flustered appearance in the mirror. My pink tassels were in a high ponytail, the black highlights showing through. My green eyes had lost their shine, now looking like a deep olive color. My face was pale except for a small tint of pink on my cheeks. When I was really nervous my face did this. I was wearing a crimson red spaghetti top with dark denim jeggings and a black motorcycle jacket.

When I finally got out of the bathroom, I went to the candy aisle, grabbed a Dr. Pepper and some Sour Patch Kids. This was my normal candy/ drink of choice. Naruto walked behind me as I was paying.

"Hey Saki?" He asked. We had walked outside the gas station and we were currently boarding the bus. I heard the engine start and before I knew it, we were back on the road, only 25 miles away from my hometown. I felt my stomach lurch again, but I turned to Naruto and forced the feeling down.

"Yeah, what's up, Naruto?" He looked down and started to play with his hands.

"Umm, I think I want to ask Hinata out." I smiled and hugged him.

"That's great Naruto!" I said happily. Naruto was a good guy and Hinata was defiantly right for him.

"But I want it to be special, so I was kinda hoping maybe you'd let me have a slot?" I sat down on the couch and smiled. Naruto was a really good singer but his passion was guitar.

"Of course, what are you going to sing her?" He shrugged and I got an idea, "I'll help you write her one." His eyes instantly lit up.

"Really Sakura! That would be awesome!" He fist pumped the air and I laughed. He thanked me and went to the back room. Ino and Sasuke sat down next to me and propped their feet up and turned on the T.V. I heard Ino shriek and I looked up at the T.V, only to shriek too. We both stood up and recited the words from heart.

"AND WHO DO I SEE? EMILIO ESTEVEZ, AND I WAS LIKE EMIIIILLLLIIOOO!" we collapsed back on the couch laughing and Sasuke was failing at holding back his small laugh. The next thirty minutes were spent watching Night at the Roxbury and reciting every line. I was in the process of laughing my ass off when the bus stopped. My laughter died in my throat and my mind transported me back.

"But dad I want to sing! I don't care about medicine; I just want to play my music!" His anger had reached its boiling point and he had started yelling.

"No! This is my household and you will do as I say! If not then you can leave and never look back!"

"Father-"

"Stay out of this Kiba, this has to do with your sister and I. Now leave." Kiba looked at me and stood by my side. My father grew angrier and pointed to the door. I held Kiba back and looked at my mother. She stood by my father and I shook my head.

Stomping up to my room I grabbed my guitar case and packed my suitcase. When I came back downstairs my father and mother just watched.

"From this day on, I am not your daughter." I hugged Kiba and took off.

About two weeks later, I was starving and my hair was a greasy mess. There was an old hat in front of me as I sang and played my guitar. It had been slow and, if I was lucky, only 25 dollars laid in the hat, enough for a hotel room for the night and maybe a small lunch. A raindrop fell, followed by many others. I began to pack up and an old blue Chevy pulled in front of me.

Two men were in the bed, and a man with black hair and eyes looked over at me from the drivers' seat. The other two people in the bed waved nicely. When I smiled, one of the guys from the bed jumped out and walked over to me. He had bright blonde hair and eyes that reminded me of the ocean. I liked him instantly.

"Hey, I'm Naruto. That over there is Shikamaru and the driver is Sasuke." I looked passed him and nodded in greeting. Naruto took my hand lightly and led me over to the truck.

"Howdy," said the man named Sasuke. His western accent was light, but defiantly there, "Let me guess, you wanted to sing and the 'rents through ya out." I smiled and nodded.

"Wow, a mind reader aren't we?" I said. He smiled, and by the way Naruto cocked his eyebrow, he probably didn't do that often, but god, he was breathtaking.

"We're the same," he said taking off his cowboy hat, "We are trying to start a band. You know, get big and famous. You in?" I laughed.

"Sorry I don't want to be in a country band. Not my forte." I turned to go but Sasuke's voice stopped me.

"Who said anything about country music? Come on, the chance to be famous." He dangled the bribe in the air.

"How do I know you ain't some stalker killer cowboy?" I asked, cocking my eyes brows. He smiled.

"Well, I can't prove it," He put the truck in drive, "Well see ya." He started to drive away and an itch scratched inside of me.

"WAIT!" I screamed, waving my hands in the air. I grabbed my guitar and clothes and started running. And then he stopped, and my life started.

I stepped out of the bus and for once I wasn't greeted by screaming. Only the town had been notified about the concert so that we didn't cram the small city with our fans. A motorcycle drove up and two figures dismounted. The driver took off his helmet, his shaggy brown hair and dark eyes revealing his identity. "KIBA!" I yelled running to him. He turned and a smiled graced his face. He grabbed me in a hug and twirled me around. When he set me down he laughed happily.

"It's so good to see you again Saki, boy did you prove our parents wrong." I smiled, but my happiness started to fade. "I want you to meet someone." The person, who had been riding with him, took off their helmet. I was met by long black hair and blue eyes. She had snakebites and wore a million bracelets. I liked her immediately. She smiled nervously and joined his side. She was skinny and two inches shorter than Kiba. She was very pretty, "Saki, this is Mimi. My fiancée." The words took a moment to sink in, and when they did, I shrieked in happiness, hugging the unknown person who laughed a sweet laugh and hugged back.

"Wow Kiba! I'm so happy for you!" I said hugging my brother. I proceeded to introduce the two of them to the rest of the crew. When we were done with the meet-and-greet, we started to walk through the town. A few people asked my autographs and I happily signed their CD's. When we reached the center of the town, everyone went to play and the park and I turned into the small grocery store. I grabbed a bag of chips and was standing in line.

"Sakura?" The voice froze me to the spot and the bag of chips fell to the floor. What should I do? Should I turn around or ignore it? It was probably my imagination… I held my breath and turned around.

A man of maybe 45 and his wife stood together with a few groceries in their hands. The man had short red peppered hair that was graying on the sides. His light green eyes stared down at me like it had so many times in the past. He wore a deep green doctor scrubs and a name tag with his photo was clipped to the front. Next to him was a women with long silver hair, it was marking her old age- no she had had it since she was a child. Her eyes were a deep green and she was wearing a white lab coat. What should I call them?

"Hi mom…dad."