Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ It's Already Over ❯ With Me ( Chapter 4 )

Don't own Naruto…only plot (and the lyrics are translated by babelfish)

Note: the line “pools which he could drink from and never be thirsty again” and “falling into those bottomless pits” is a line from a DBZ fanfic about Vegeta and Bulma. The sentence is not exactly the same although similar. I loved the way it was phrased and so decided to write it, but because I read it ages ago, I can't remember the exact wording. I don't want to copy the lines but I want to write out a similar line.

Don't own the song either, belongs to Nickelback

With Me

Clearing his throat, Sasuke said in a husky voice, “Ok guys, we're going to take a ten minute break, we'll see you around then.”

Shikamaru set off the CD player as the crowd continued dancing. The band walked off stage and headed outside the gym. Grabbing a few bottles of water, they gulped it down as they wiped off the sweat from their faces. Kiba slammed against the wall and slid downwards until he was sitting on the ground. Grinning, he said, “Yeah, gigs are always hard work.”

Sasuke ignored him and started to walk towards the door.

“Hey Sasuke, where are you going man?”

Glancing backwards briefly, he muttered, “I need some air to cool off.” Stalking out the door, he walked out onto the school campus.

Plopping down onto the grass, he unbuttoned his shirt and allowed the cool breeze to creep across his skin as he lay on his back and stared up into the sky, into the sky and at the stars.

Closing his eyes, he inhaled deeply, relishing the smell of the fresh air and the damp grass. As he lay there, his thoughts drifted back to the pink haired girl who had so successfully managed to intrigue and capture his attention.

Everything about her made Sasuke's heart jump. The way she moved, the way her hair fell across her face, the way her eyes sparkled, the way she danced, the way she smiled. Just everything, everything about her. Sighing, Sasuke smirked slightly as he pictured her dancing with him, imagining the way she would press against him and “move”. He frowned though as he remembered what Naruto had told him.

“She's taken though.”

“She likes to flirt with other guys when her boyfriend's not around.”

Growling under his breath, he cursed the lucky man with whom Sakura was with. As long as he was with her, Sasuke knew that Sakura would never have feelings for him.

His eyebrow twitched ever so slightly as the sound of footsteps walking over the crisp grass alerted him. Opening his eyes, he pushed himself up into a sitting position. Slowly pushing himself up, he turned around and found himself face to face with no one other than, Sakura Haruno.

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Sakura could only stare at Sasuke. Her eyes roamed over his muscular body, taking in the breathtaking sight of his well formed six pack. She swallowed as she noticed his sweat covered torso shimmering slightly under the light of the moon, with each muscle bearing an uncanny resemblance to their sculpted marble counterpart. Sakura couldn't help but admit that he was very handsome and fit. He was in fact, a living, breathing Adonis.

Sakura looked up to meet Sasuke's gaze. She was immediately captured by his onyx eyes, feeling as if she was falling into those bottomless pits. Unknown to her, Sasuke was feeling exactly the same, except that he felt as if he was drowning in those green pools of hers. Pools which he could drink from and never be thirsty again.

Sasuke grunted. “What?”

Sakura decided to ignore his rudeness and instead said, “I haven't introduced myself properly. I'm Sakura Haruno.”

“Sasuke.”

Sakura blushed slightly, “You're songs aren't half bad for an arrogant prick like you.”

The boy grunted in thanks but narrowed his eyes in annoyance. Stuffing his hand in his pockets, he walked back in the direction of the gym.

Sakura followed him. Gazing curiously at his tattooed arm, she asked. “What's with the tattoos?”

Sasuke visibly stiffened. In a strained voice, he replied, “I got them when my brother ran away from home. They remind me of my duty to find him.”

Sakura looked at him in pity. “What happened?”

Sasuke opened the door for Sakura.

“He ran away from home when he found out my parents were part of the drug dealing ring. Next day, my parents had disappeared, never to be seen again, just like him. I've been searching for my parents and my brother for eight years.”

Sakura opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by an excited Naruto.

“C'mon Sasuke, we're on now!”

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“Thank you very much for coming! We'll see you around!”

It was the end of the disco and the crowd had already departed. Catching a glimpse of Sakura from the corner of his eye, Sasuke darted forward. Closing a hand around her wrist, he pulled her over.

“What…” Sakura spluttered.

Sasuke stared at her coolly. “Where do you live?”

“What?”

“I said, where do you live?”

“Crescent Avenue.”

“Good, I'll give you a lift.”

“What?”

“Are you deaf? I said I'll give you a lift.”

Sasuke turned around and walked to fetch his bike, leaving Sakura staring at him dumbfounded.

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By the time Sakura managed to get to out of the school building and to the car park, she could see that Sasuke was already waiting for her besides his motorcycle. Tossing a helmet to her, Sasuke slipped on black fingerless gloves and slung a leg over his bike. Gesturing at the rosette to sit behind him, Sasuke revved up his engine.

Sakura slipped into the seat behind him and wrapped her arms around Sasuke's waist to avoid falling off. As Sasuke pushed off, Sakura couldn't help think about what she had gotten herself into.

As the wind whipped through their hair, Sasuke turned on the music player. Music boomed out as Sasuke whizzed between cars on the street.

“Fathers hands were lined with dirt

From long days in the field

And mothers hands are serving meals

In a café on Main Street

With mouths to feed

Just trying to keep clothing on our backs

And all I hear about is

And how it's so bad, it's so bad

It's too bad, it's too bad

Too late, so wrong, so long

It's too bad that we had no time to rewind

Let's walk, let's talk

Let's talk”

Sasuke's bike screeched to a halt as the green light turned red. He removed his helmet and shook out his hair. Stuffing the helmet into his backpack, he glanced at Sakura before turning back to face the front. With brows knitted together in confusion, he tried to comprehend the feeling that he was experiencing. His heart clenched unexpectedly and a groan emitted from his mouth. Sakura blushed slightly as she misinterpreted Sasuke's meaning and chose to change the subject.

“This sounds like you, who's the artist?” She asked.

Sasuke laughed humorlessly.

“You left without saying goodbye

Although I'm sure you tried

You call the house from time to time

To make sure we're alive

But you weren't there

Right when I'm needed you the most

And now I dream about it

And how it's so bad, it's so bad

 

Father's hands are lined with guilt

For tearing us apart

Guess it turned out in the end

Just look at where we are

We made it out, we still got clothing on our backs

And now I scream about it

And how it's so bad, it's so bad

 

Long time, let's walk, let's talk”

 

“I am the one singing.”

Sakura's eyes widened. “No way,” she breathed. “You're the one singing?”

Sasuke started the bike again and zoomed off. Hair whipping across his face, he smirked and said, “Yeah, I write the songs and sing them. They're mostly based on my experiences.”

Sakura inhaled deeply. “This song is about your brother, right?”

Sasuke nodded.

Suddenly, something clicked in Sakura's brain and her eyes lit up in recognition.

“Wait, I remember this song. It's Too Bad, right? I know this, but it's sung by Sharingan Warrior.”

Sasuke laughed. “I go under the name Sharingan Warrior so as to avoid publicity. That's also one of the reasons I chose Sharingan as out band's name.”

Sakura sighed. “That's really cool.”

She hesitated before asking again, “The lyrics are pretty sad in this song, but you don't seem like you had a really bad childhood considering you're in our school.”

Sasuke replied in a low voice, “I know. With no one around me, I lived alone for a few years and worked as a bouncer for night clubs during the night to support myself. I went to public school in the day though. I guess I learnt quite a lot about playing the guitar then. When I finally saved enough money to buy a guitar, I had already written some lyrics and the song just formed in my head. I played some gigs for the night clubs where I worked in and my producer, Kakashi Hatake, signed me up after seeing my performance.”

Turning a corner sharply, he continued, “I earned a lot of money with that CD and could finally afford a good education here in Konoha High.”

Sakura eyes were fairly wet by the time Sasuke had finished speaking and pity was evident in her green eyes.

“Wow, I never knew that.”

Looking downcast, she asked in a small voice, “So Sasuke, what is your full name?”

Sasuke looked at her. “Does it matter?”

He stopped his bike suddenly. Looking up, Sakura realized that they had reached her house.

Getting off the bike, she smiled and thanked Sasuke.

Sasuke grinned, “No problem, I live across the road.”

Sakura gaped at him. “WHAT?”

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As Sasuke pulled up to his driveway, Sakura proceeded to unlock the door. As she fiddled with her keys, she couldn't help glancing back at the handsome boy.

“Could he be related to Itachi? After all, they look so alike.”

“So Sasuke, what is your full name?” “Does it matter?”

“Could he really be related to Itachi Uchiha?”