Disclaimer: Why would I be writing a fanfic if I owned Naruto?

Hola! So I've decided to continue the story as maybe a 30k or 40k fic. I don't exactly know where the plot will take me but I have a couple of plot bunnies in mind…enjoy!

Sakura's/Sasuke's Thoughts

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Flashback or just italics

[Author's Note]

(Sasuke's POV)

A patch of light streaked through the dark room as the twenty-year-old's impossibly black eyes flew open to the hideous buzzing of his alarm. He carefully draped the white sheets to his right and rolled over to silence the annoying, but necessary contraption. Annoying…like Sak – Sasuke quieted his thoughts quickly. Three weeks had passed since the release of the new Konoha Music Magazine, and he had found himself reminded of Sakura by the most inconsequential occurrences at the most inopportune of moments.

Konoha Music filled article on Flower Tilt with the most positive comments he had seen in a long time. Most male reviewers of the magazine had commented on her "delicate but fiery" personality and "flawless" appearance instead of her music. The new attention Sakura was getting bothered him, and he didn't now why. Sasuke wondered what Sakura and the girls had done to persuade her to write such a flattering article, because there was no way the weak fan girl Haruno Sakura from his old band could start a new one and be that good from the beginning. The only critical comment was that they didn't play more often. And her photos must have been photo-shopped or she must have been heavily made up because there was no way she could look that good on her own. But he digressed.

Like Sakura, he was also preparing for a big concert. The Oto Music Showcase at the end of the year, known affectionately by the people who frequented it as just The Showcase, would help him skyrocket to the top. The concert was more of a music festival at the end of each year that allowed both new artists and experienced favorites to show off what they accomplished from that January until November. It would be Sasuke's first time at that particular venue. This was why he could afford no distractions.

Sasuke pulled his body into a sitting position and stood, walking to the bathroom to shower and dress. He was in a hotel in Kirigakure's central city. He would have liked to continue to Oto after finishing the last of his tour dates but Kabuto insisted that it would be better if everyone rested before boarding a plane. The raven haired young man figured that it was most likely because Kabuto had left an old flame in Kiri and wanted to visit him. It would be understandable considering that ever since Sasuke had signed with Orochimaru, he had barely paid any attention to Kabuto. A shrill ring from his telephone forced him to leave the bathroom with only a towel slung low around his hips. The caller id revealed it was Kabuto. Sasuke sneered and snapped open his phone to answer.

"Hello."

"Ah, Sasuke-kun, good morning," he said with a hint of disdain towards the idol. "Orochimaru-sama wanted me to tell you about a change in plans."

"Nani?"

"We will be departing for Oto tomorrow, be sure to pack tonight," Kabuto teased, gladly taking any opportunity to condescend the Uchiha.

"I'm not a child Kabuto. You wouldn't have called me if that was all. Spit it out," Sasuke spat impatiently.

"That pink haired girl, Sakura, and her band will be joining us over the weekend at Club Anbu for a gig."

"I am well aware of that." Sasuke grit his teeth at the familiar way Kabuto used her name.

"You will observe."

So that's it. "No. I specifically requested to have time off next weekend."

"Orochimaru-sama insists. You don't have stay long, just make sure she isn't a threat. Will that be a problem?"

As if she could be. "Iie, I'll be there." Sasuke hung up, snapping his cell shut.

An exuberant blond and stoic black-haired man weaved through the crowds at the Konoha Shopping Center, in pursuit of the pinkette ahead of them.

"Sakura!" Ino called. "Sai move you ass we have to catch up."

"Yes beautiful."

The two intercepted her as she stopped to glance in the window of a clothing store.

"Sakuraaaa."

"Ino? What are you guys doing here?"

"You ruined our date. Ugly, Ino has some thing to tell you."

"Yes, yes. Girl talk. Starbucks forehead?"

"Sure pig. Hinata and Tenten are already there."

"Shoo Sai, we can go out tomorrow, this is important," Ino dismissed.

"As you wish beautiful." Sai conceded with a slight frown.

"Let's go," Ino commanded, dragging Sakura behind her by her wrist. How she could practically run a mile in stilettos was something that had amazed Sakura ever since high school.

"I thought you were going to browse in that cute shop that's having a sale," Tenten pointed out when Ino and Sakura joined her and Hinata at their table.

"I was but then Ino said she had something to tell me that sounds like Sai doesn't need to know about."

"Ino skipped a sale for this?" Hinata wondered out loud. "That seems awfully out of character. Are you feeling alright?" She asked placing a dainty hand on Ino's forehead to take her temperature. Tenten and Sakura burst out laughing, clutching their stomachs. Ino glared, and their cackling simmered down, becoming giggles.

"It is important. And I'm not that materialistic." She quipped haughtily. Tenten and Sakura exchanged a look and started giggling again. Hinata hushed them.

"What is it that you wanted to talk about?" Hinata asked, as was her role as the only sane one left in her group of friends.

"Tsunade says that she thinks we should enter in The Showcase. Sasuke is doing it, and rumor has it, so is Naruto."

"Wait he's going solo!?" Tenten almost screamed.

"According to Tsunade. And she's also heard that Oro is having Sasuke watch our gig to gauge our performance." Ino spilled. Sakura paled.

"Really?" Hinata asked. "Would he even listed to Orochimaru?"

"If he values his contract he will," Tenten stated with an air of finality. Sakura was white as a sheet. I knew there was a possibility that he would see us, but now that I know for sure...

"Sakura are you ok, girl?" Ino questioned.

"Yeah fine, I'm going to go get some air." Sakura stood up, her chair scraping the floor loudly as it she pushed it back.

"Are you sure?" asked Hinata.

"Yeah." And Sakura escaped through the side door, not bothering to look where she was going, bumbling the threshold on her way out. Tenten tensed, ready to follow her but the other two girls' eyes said to let her work it out on her own.

Sakura brushed past the weekday shoppers in the cold mid October wind. A pink head could be seen popping up through the monotonous sea of brown and black, disappearing and then reappearing again in the mass of people. Caught up in her own thoughts, she did not notice anyone else.

Sakura heard angry voices from on top of the music academy. Knowing Naruto and Sasuke were probably fighting again she raced up the stairs and pushed open the door to find them hitting each other hard enough to knock teeth out. For a few seconds she was frozen. The words the could say no longer had the desired effect, so they had finally resorted to physical violence. She had known they disagreed a lot, she was there with them everyday, but what she had failed to notice was the building tension between them. A tension that wasn't friendly competition, but the telltale sign of a rivalry that they would fight to win no matter how much damage the other received. They were going to fight to the death. Her boys. Her friends. Her family. She knew what she had to do.

"Sasuke! Naruto! Stop this!" She yelled with everything she had. But they couldn't hear her, wouldn't hear her. So she did something reckless. She ran. She ran straight towards them and as they were this close to hitting each other, she darted between them. The boys were going to fast, and they were to close to redirect their look of shock on Sasuke's face and horror on Naruto's face were the only other emotion besides pure rage they'd displayed the entire afternoon. But Sasuke, was not impressed. Although they had barely missed her by a half centimeter, his concern was not for Sakura's safety.

"Sakura, what were you thinking!?" Naruto gasped, holding her while she rocked back and forth.

"I had to stop you from hurting each other because - "

Sasuke interrupted her, "You didn't have to do anything!" He shouted. "It was none of your business!"

"What do you mean? I'm a part of this band and you two are my friends!"

"Barely. Your vocals are weak at best and you can't even hold a note for ten seconds! And friends? You don't even know me," Sasuke ranted. Sasuke stormed off and Naruto ran after him, leaving Sakura alone on the rooftop until Kakashi cam looking for her.

"It'll all be alright again," he said. But when were they ever really okay in the first place?

Sasuke was right. She didn't know him, and her abilities would never be good enough for him. So how could she possibly face him with a shred of dignity on Saturday? The rosette had somehow ended up back at the apartment. She rummaged through her purse and turned her key in the lock, relieved that she was in the sanctuary over her home. Halfway up the stairs she realized her cheeks were wet with tears. She cried out in frustration and made up her mind. She wouldn't cry over Uchiha Sasuke ever again. Even if it killed her.

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So, I had a little trouble getting this chapter done. What do you guys think I should do? Do you want more of Sasuke's POV? When should Naruto come in to play? Feedback helps me write better so review if you can!

Arigatou!

~Savy-chan

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