So I'm back! This story has taken a turn probably for the worst. Worst saying that I was going to make it ten times longer, but I really lost interst in this story (obvioulsy since it's been a year. So I went a head, posted what I had and went back and finished it with as much as dignity that I could. I hope you like them!

I don't own Naruto

III

Sasuke watched as Naruto all but ran for the front door, when he heard the door slam, and silence enveloped the house. He stumbled to the counter and sank to the floor, demanding for his heart to calm down. He curled into a small ball as he replayed the last few moments in his mind. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't get his heart to calm down. No, this can't be happening…Sakura…Sakura can't be right. This…This can't be happening! I can't…he can't…Sasuke laid his head down on his knees. "I can't do this…my emotions can't…" Sasuke stood up and walked into the studio. He stood at the doorway and stared into the nothingness for a moment before sighing and walking over to his violin case. Sasuke looked down at his case for a minute. His eyes became glossy as he stared at the black, oblong case. It stood atop a small but tall end table. Sasuke couldn't think of the last time he had played his violin. Always teaching those to play, not actually playing. The dark haired teacher closed his eyes as he reached for the case, relishing the sound of the zipper going around the outside of the case. He opened his eyes to the clack of the lock unlatching. With his hands still shaking he threw the case lid open and stared at the instrument.

It wasn't the best of instruments. Nowhere near as nice as Naruto. It was a simple Guarneri violin. Though nice, it was nowhere near the Stradivarius level. Sasuke ran his thumb over the top of the fingerboard strings. The four strings vibrated softly, the sound of fifths sent a chill through his soul. This is why I stopped playing. His eyes ever wide as he carefully picked the instrument out of the case, he brought it up, ever so softly bringing the case up to eye level. It was dusty, rosin cased the belly of the wooden instrument, Sasuke tore his eyes away from the instrument as he looked for a rag.

Ten minutes he spent scrubbing the dust and rosin off the instrument until it almost gleamed. His eyes were glossy as he put the instrument to his neck. It felt foreign…natural

He took it off his neck and placed it back in the case and yanked the bow out, tightening the hair. He rummaged through the pockets of the case and found the small circular case of rosin. The bow was shaking, barely able to stay on the bar as he frantically swiped the hair across it.

Sasuke took deep breathes as he struggled to get his heart rate down as he picked up the instrument again.

Sasuke suddenly felt cold as his entire body stilled. He placed the wood under his chin and the hair on the string. His mind raced for just one moment before he played the first note.

III

Sakura approached her old sensei's house carefully. Two hours ago, Naruto showed up at her house spaced out and his mind elsewhere. When she tried to get him to speak, or to talk about what happened, he would only stare at her. It was the longest that she had seen the boy quite ever. Once the boy had… 'Calmed down' she headed straight to where she suspected the problem to come from.

What could Sasuke have done to hurt Naruto!? She knew that Sasuke wasn't exactly the nicest teacher, or friend, or colleague, or…anything for that matter, but for the past god knows how many years, Naruto has been immune to the torments of Sasuke. Or at least that they don't get to him.

Sakura clenched her fist as marched up the walk up to the two story studio home. I'll wring his neck for whatever he did. She knew that it couldn't be bad. After the blond's run in with Itachi, Sasuke has been very… 'Protective' over the little musician. But that doesn't mean that Sasuke couldn't have done something stupid. But whatever it was, it had to have been something bad. For Naruto to be that shaken and Sasuke not to have called her, wondering if she had seen the blond, was very startling.

She grabbed the door handle, swinging it open, ready to yell accusations when she heard something. Something that hadn't gone through the house in years; music from Uchiha Sasuke's violin.

III

When Sasuke was fourteen, he had taken it upon himself to learn, and memorize all of Paganini's 24 Caprices by the time he was 16. He had done it in fifteen months. Shortly after he had mastered all the Caprices, he quit playing, sticking to solely teach.

Sakura had known Sasuke since they were both very young. They met in junior high, Sakura, a struggling violinist in her eighth grade year, and Sasuke, a seventh grade child prodigy when it came to the four stringed instrument, was placed in her class for his wonderful skill. She sat behind him, scowling at the back of his head, wanting to kick his dangling feet as he played each note flawlessly. It wasn't until she was in high school and started taking lessons did she finally warm up to him. Or…something like that. She kind of had to…he was her teacher. Sakura didn't want him to be her teacher. Her arch nemesis when it came to playing is her teacher?! And he's younger than her?! But, he hadn't joined the orchestra, must to the conductors protest and he was the cheapest teacher and town (and still is.) So, she tried to not let it bother her. And After only a month of taking lessons with him, everyone told her how much she had improved. So Sakura decided to stick with him. Slowly, they became friends, or as much as Sasuke could call someone a friend. But throughout all her years she had known him, she had only heard him play those first two years she knew him. When he had gone off to college, Sakura had convinced him to play in the orchestra. He attended two rehearsals and sat in the back and barely played. He dropped out of college at the end of that semester, and taught full time. Sakura never understood how he was able to keep living off the little pay that he gets and he simply stated, 'the less you charge, the more you'll have.' She never understood it. Sakura only assumed he didn't charge a lot due to the fact if he did, none of his students would stay on account of his horrid attitude.

So, walking into Sasuke's house, hearing the beautiful sound of Paganini, she knew that something wasn't right in the land of make believed. It was like walking into a topsy turvey world with a violin playing Sasuke and a quite Naruto.

She slowly inched into the house, closing the door slowly. When the door closed with a click, the music didn't stop playing.

She slipped of her shoes and made her way through the hallway. As she made it to the end of the hall, she peeked behind the corner to see that it was in fact Sasuke playing. Sakura could do nothing but stare. It was like the planets aligning. Uchiha Sasuke playing the violin was in fact a natural wonder. His form was perfect. If you thought that Naruto moved with the music, Sasuke becomes the music. The emotions, the dynamics, piece in its entirety become's Sasuke. You can no longer hear the music, but you feel it with your soul. Sakura began to wonder why again he quit. He could be the greatest player in the entire world if he really wanted to. The way he played could very well sway the gods to do his bidding if he wanted to.

Well, maybe not that. But-

"Sakura." She jumped slightly at his voice. It was deeper than usual, it was almost a moan. She looked up at his face, his eyes never opening, he continued to play, brow furrowed as he spoke, "I need something else…almost done…"

"Tchaikovsky, Violin Concerto in D." he didn't respond until the last note came to his Caprices. He lifted the bow off the string, Sakura holding her breath during the silence. He took a deep breath, heard by Sakura, sending shivers up her spine before he started into movement one.

As Sasuke played, Sakura could not help but wonder what it was that made him decide to play. Almost nothing can get Sasuke to pick up his own instrument and play. But Sakura knew that it had something to do with Naruto.

"What happened between you and Naruto, Sasuke?"

Sasuke twitch slightly, his bow going slightly askew before it returned back to where it belonged. "Nothing." He continued to play.

"Naruto came to my apartment today, completely silent. I couldn't get him to speak for almost two hours."

"Mmmm." Sasuke moved his whole body in a nod.

"And you don't see anything wrong with this?"

"'bout time he shut up." Sasuke murmured.

Sakura came into the room, fist clenching again. "The Naruto I know only shuts up long enough to practice his instrument and sleep, not even to eat." She stared at his closed eyes. "What did you do?"

Sasuke laughed softly, "I didn't do anything. Maybe he wanted out of the house, don't know." Sasuke peered one eye open to stare back at the green eyed woman. He took a step back and walked to the other side of the room, continuing to play.

"I think you two did something. Did you kiss him or something?" Sasuke missed a flat note, playing very, very sharp. Sakura smirked. "So you did then? That would explain his attitude…"

"I didn't kiss him!" Sasuke stopped playing. He turned to look at her, head turned slightly to the side. He put the instrument down at his side, each hand holding part of the instrument. His eyes got wide and he slowly shook his head. "I didn't do anything to him." To Sakura, he seemed to be trying to convince himself more than her.

"Well what happened?"

"Nothing, we just got in a fight. You know how…boys can get." Sasuke got quiet at the end.

"A fight?" Sakura raised an eyebrow.

"He's a lot bigger than me, he flipped me and put me in a worse headlock than I had him in."

"What the hell was that about?!" Sakura rolled her eyes.

"His ex-girlfriend."

Sakura rolled her eyes. "You damn boys and your girls."

"I don't know what happened…we just were there, him behind me, pinning me down and then, he jumped off me and ran saying something about Kiba. I was shaken for some reason…"

"Jealous?" Sakura smirked.

Sasuke gave her a dirty scowl. "This is all your fault."

Sakura laughed, "My fault? It's not my fault that you want Naruto to put you in the submission position more."

"Shut the hell up…" Sasuke sighed, looking at his instrument, and walked back to his case.

Sakura watched him, "Why did you stop playing?"

"Because I hate how people watch me like you were doing. It's unnerving."

"That's a lie."

Sasuke sighed. "I don't know. Because I hate it."

Sakura shook her head, "Whatever. What are you going to do about the freaked out little blond at my apartment. God knows what Kakashi is saying to him."

Sasuke cringed. "I'll fetch him." He finished putting his instrument in case, closing it tightly and walked out of the room, Sakura followed him.