Angles Among Us

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the songs

A/N: Just a collection of song-fics that I put together involving our favorite blonde and his friends.

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Prologue

The club was quiet, except for the soft footfalls of a young blonde-haired male. Namekaze Naruto made his way towards the acoustic guitar sitting in the center of the stage. He picked up the familiar instrument and strummed a favorite tune. Voice soft blending in with the shadows surrounding him, he began to sing;

“I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
and feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.

I'm going home,
back to the place where I belong,
and where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old
so I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.

The miles are getting longer, it seems,
the closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love remains true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.

So I'm going home,
back to the place where I belong,
and where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.

Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
and then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.

Oh, well I'm going home,
back to the place where I belong,
and where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old.
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.”*

The song ended with a soft note. Smiling softly he went to the entrance of the club and unlocked the doors. Tonight he was going to help someone feel better. This would be a night to remember.

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A/N; short I know, but this is only the prologue. The rest is yet to come. Ja Ne.
*The song is called "Home" Chris Daughtry. I do not own the lyrics, they are the property of their original owner.