A/N: Wrote NaruSasu unintentionally. This fic is broken up into to parts for the sake of ‘What the hell?’s and supposed eerie effect. Written to Evangelion’s ‘Suiten Fur Violoncello’ and Maria-sama ga Miteru’s ‘Sonata Blue’. Also make note I know nothing of Opera.

Warnings: My fake!use of the German language, is just for my own amusement. Expect many mistakes.

Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto and not me.

Title: Fächer
Rated: PG-13
Pairing: NaruSasu; vague SasuSaku if you squint. A lot.
Summary: At the end of an Opera one is supposed to applaud.

Coloratura

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Where am I?

Naruto wakes to the sound of rushing machinery and the occasional clank. Scenery, dark unfamiliar flashing from a rain dashed window. There is queasiness in his gut and his clothes are wet from his cold sweat.

Where was he?

His heart dull was its beat, it rapidly rises; the tempo has an orchestral feel to it. Faintly he hears a woman’s voice in clip almost robotic tones echo through the corridor.

Sitzen Sie bitte -

On a train. He realizes. It starts to move rapidly over tracks that feel to be in the air, the view of tall foreboding buildings giving off small artificial light, whilst the moon lay in hiding. The train is empty, the seats all around him holding nothing but still, enclosed air. He does not know how he came to be here, it is like waking into a dream. Carefully he rises expecting a trap. His muscles were tensed in an urgency he only knows from battle.

What was he doing here?

Softly he makes his way down the long corridor the unrecognizable odor of tea, was it?

-tea will be served in the-

Drifting in, assaulting his senses. Deep in his heart something lurks cautiously. Wait he feels the Kyuubi snarl, drawl out, and he does not. He reaches the end and opens the door to the-