|Into the Rush
Author: llwild1992 PM
A hotheaded guitarist and a beautiful headstrong violinist meet, and fall in love. Not just because of his black eyes or her pink hair but because of the music that intertwined them together. Arc II, SasuSaku in both Arcs. T for language in my eyesRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Sakura H. & Sasuke U. - Chapters: 11 - Words: 20,015 - Reviews: 38 - Favs: 22 - Follows: 24 - Updated: 08-12-09 - Published: 03-23-08 - id: 4150771
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Into the Rush
A hotheaded guitarist and a beautiful headstrong violinist meet, and fall in love. Not just because of his black eyes or her pink hair but because of the music that intertwined them together.
By: llwild1992 (2008)
Based of the Warner Bros. Production of August Rush, (2007)
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
"Password fools?" a voice asked.
"Open the damn door you fool!" the door then opened and Ben pulled Tyler in, "you're getting on my nerves with that man." He said as the door closed. "Follow me, what's your name again, Tyler right? Yo this is our home, son."
Tyler followed Ben and the boy who opened the door down some stairs, t o see that the place they call home was actually an old Broadway theater. But it was run down and old. Everywhere he looked he could see kids, not much older than him. All of them where playing instruments, ones he's seen in the paper back at New York's Children's. All of them where good at it and it intrigued Tyler.
"It gets kind of crazy here so stay on your feet. Yeah I've been here for a wile now. Come on man." Ben pulled him down another flight of stairs. Tyler looked around and listened to all the people playing and singing, he could barely hear Ben arguing with another boy about someone lying about all the money they made that day.
"Man you should have knocked him in the head, son!" Ben shouted before he pulled the pizza from Tyler's arms and opened it and quickly pulled out a slice and looked around to make sure no one else saw it.
"PIZZA!" a boy in a wheelchair shouted from atop the balcony. Soon all the kids in that place started to run for the pizza, Ben stuffed his piece in his mouth and moved back.
By the time all the kids got there the pizza was gone, with just a few pieces of crust left. Tyler sat on a boy away from them still sucking on the straw in his soda can.
"You better go before Deidara shows; he'll be pissed if he see you brought a pie!" the boy in the wheelchair shouted.
"Hey, I didn't take any family, he bought it!" Ben pointed over to Tyler. Just then a knife landed in the boy and everyone looked to a figure that stood in the light that the only window in the place created, the figured moved until a very skinny man was seen, his hair was blond, some of it was parted over the left side of his face the rest was pulled into a ponytail.
"HOLA MUSIC LOVERS!" he shouted.
Tyler was stunned as the tall man jumped down the stairs and up onto the stage. He lowered his head to pear into the faces of the other kids as they all stood in a straight line, looking down.
The man then eyes the empty pizza box, "Aww, who likes pizza?" he asked once again loudly rising is hand. Tyler noticed both of his hands where tattooed with letters and words. "Who bought the pizza?"
Every one of the kids turned towards Ben.
"Citizen bought it," he defended himself by pointing towards Tyler.
"Citizen," Deidara looked behind Ben to where Tyler stood, not cowering in fear fro the loud androgynous man with eyeliner, but in curiosity for him.
"Yeah," he said quietly, "Ben told me to buy it for him."
"He did," Deidara took one step towards Ben, looking down at him, "you bringing home strays now?"
"He wouldn't stop following me; I thought I could get something good out of him."
"Following," Deidara's head snapped back to Tyler. "Why where you following; you with the cops or something?"
"I was following the music."
"Is this a school?"
"If this is a music school than we're top of the class." A girl laughed out, the other kids following in her example.
"You hear music?" Deidara asked once the laughter quieted down.
"Give me your hands," he said as he fully stood before the young boy, when Tyler didn't do as he asked he forcefully took Tyler's hand and looked at them. Smooth and unsullied hands. "You haven't played a note in your life." He pushed the boy's hands down and reached to his hat.
"But I want to learn."
"Music isn't something you can just learn, kid. It's Art." He turned to the other kids, taking off of his hat, "pockets." He shouted. Holding out his hat for the kids to put money in. they all dug restlessly in their pocket. "It's also a business kid." He said to Tyler as the kids dumped a lot of singles and change. He stopped at Ben when he didn't put a lot in. "the arch was my best place, don't tell me you're not rocking it?"
"No one listens, plus the cops are all over the place."
Deidara became stiff, fidgeting in his shoes, "take some, before I change my mind." He looked away as Ben reached in and took some money. When he was done he started to walk away. "I don't know what I am going to do with you kids, you're gonna put me in the poor house. "Bed times my little protégés." He said as he hoped down and off of the stage. "Back to your holes, go—go." He said as all the other kids ran off like mice.
Deidara reached a massive lever and pilled it down, engulfing every inch of space in darkness.
Sasuke drove up to Shisui's house on the night of his party. When he cut the engine off he could hear the over zealous laughter of the extended Uchiha family. He turned to his girlfriend, who was sitting in the passenger seat, smiling at him wit dark green eyes.
"Sam, I don't think this is a good idea."
"Come on Sasuke," she said flipping her cherry blond hair over her shoulder, "I have to meat your family at some point, why not now?" she got out of the car, forcing Sasuke to endure the one thing that he didn't want, seeing Itachi once again.
They walked up and into the house. The door was open and the air smelled like booze. Laughing erupted along with screaming, yelling, and people flying into walls—Naruto Uzumaki being the one.
She seemed overwhelmed with the noise, "are all Japanese people this loud?" she asked as Sasuke took her hand and lead her down a basement entrance and into the party.
One the far wall bright images of the family where projected onto a white cloth, some people just stood there watching the funny pictures. Suddenly it changed from pictures to a video. Of the band—he was singing that song. The one he wrote . . . for her.
Shisui shouted from across the room, "Hey, Sasuke!"
It woke Sasuke up from his daze, "hey." He said before looking back at the video.
Matching black eyes followed Sasuke's every movement as he walked—his girlfriend still holding onto him, to the video. Listening to the words that came from his once open and enlightened heart calling out to her; hoping that se would hear him like the night they had met.
"OHMIGOD . . . Is that you?" she asked as she finally saw the video after staring blindly at everyone. She appeared to be the only Caucasian there—a little frightening to her. "When where you going to tell me you are in a band?" she asked as she leaned her head onto his shoulder.
"Sasuke has a lot to tell you," a familiar voice said as he stepped out of the shadows. Sasuke turned to see Itachi walking to him with a bottle of beer, "like who he wrote that song for,"
Sasuke rolled his eyes, not wanting to hear any of what his older bother hand to say, "lets go." He turned to walk out.
"So you're just gonna walk out of here; like you did before, Baby Bro?"
Sasuke stopped in mid step, his shoulders tightening, his grip on Sam's hand causing her pain as all his anger and frustration started to bubble thought his exterior. He turned on his heel, leaving Sam and towards Itachi, "If you have something so say, than say it, Itachi." He said standing toe to toe with him.
"Come on, Sasuke." Same called as she felt the air tighten. Everyone else knew what was going to happen they stood still.
"Say it, say it Itachi." He said as he pushed his brother back.
Itachi threw the bottle down and pushed Sasuke right back. They both took a hold of the other and started to push and shove one another. No one dare speak as they tussled.
"Come on, Sasuke, I was just kidding." Itachi said as Sasuke pushed him up against the wall that was projecting a image of the once happy brothers, playing together.
"Hit me." Sasuke said, "Hit me; I'm suffocating here." He shouted.
Itachi then slugged his brother right in the face, throwing Sasuke back a few feet. His hand touching his jaw where it started to swell.
Sasuke looked at his brother and smiled. Both brothers started to laugh.
Sam looked at her boyfriend, in shock that he ahd even asked for that man to punch him, even more that he was laughing about it with him. She turned and ran out of the room.
Sasuke, seeing her form leaving turned, "Samantha." He said as he ran after her.
He found her outside, next to his car, pasing as she cried. "its not going to work." She said as she contined to walk back and forth. "I don't know you, do it? Not the real you. Just now; you aren't the Sasuke I thought I knew."
"Maybe I never knew you, the walk you wanted to be known. You've never taken me to a company dinner, or out. You just wanted to sulk. You've never made me laugh or even cry until now. But that song—it was so passionate; something I don't know about you." She stopped and looked at him, her green eyes tearing, "you see; it's not going to work." She slowly walked to him as he stood still from her worlds. She silently took the car keys out of his pocket, the key ring was an "S", and the car belonged to her.
"Sam," he said.
"She's lucky, you know." She smile up at him, "the one you have passion for; she's so lucky to have a poet in love with her." She turned, "goodbye, Sasuke." She than walked to the driver's side and drove off.
Sasuke was still stunned that his impressionable girlfriend hand just broken up with him. And he was now stranded in a San Francisco Suburb with no way home. He moved to sit down on the dirty curb, not really caring that he was wearing a good suit.
He started to hear his son playing in his head. The image of pure pink hair floated in his head. What was she doing? What was she thinking at this moment? Was she thinking about him? Did she even remember him? All those questions seemed to appear once again.
Itachi was then at his side, placing one beer bottle next to Sasuke before standing in the middle of the road, gulping down his beer. "You'll get your suit dirty." He said.
Sasuke sighed before he took the bottle and started to drink a little.
"You know, it was nice to see the old Sasuke, instead of this domesticated one." He smiled. "—Even if it was for a second."
Sasuke ran a hand through his dark hair, "I've messed things up, once again. Dad was right; I'm a loser."
Itachi couldn't deny it, "Yeah, but that's why you where mom's favorite." He chugged the rest of the bottle before looking down the street, where Sam had driven off. "There is just one thing I don't get." He knew it would tick Sasuke off for saying it, but that's what big brothers do, "Aren't you supposed to be in the car with the girl as she drives off into the sunset?"
Sasuke then broke down and started to laugh.
There is no way for me to express how sorry I am for not updating in . . . A YEAR AND A MONTH! There is no excuse, please do not hate me, a lot of things happened. But I will try to update soon. But I'm not promising anything too soon like next week.
Thanks to all those who have been sticking around and not killing me for not updating.
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