Teaching Without Leaving Any Room For Doubt

Chapter 3 A Hero’s Welcome

“You really should just come see them play; I guarantee you will be amazed.”

“You don’t know me very well.”

His patient leaned forward, eyeing him between his dark bangs. “You know Kiba plays on the band.”

“Still not interested, he is an animal, its good we went our separate ways.”

Itachi leaned back putting a foot up on Shino’s desk. “Now to hear him talk about you, I think you’re his idol.” He chuckled running long fingers through his hair eyeing his physician pointedly, his thin eyebrows raised. “I think he has a crush on you.” He smirked.

The gifted healer did not respond while pressing a button, Itachi got the silent message.

“Alright Shino, but reconsider my little brother’s group is really good.” He stood when the office door open, two large men in dark suits glaring in his direction. The first short gray hair cut so that it spiked on end and contrasted with is bronze complexion. The other stepped in the room fully, standing with his hands behind his back, his jaw set in a grim line, from the same clan as the esteemed doctor.

“Keep in mind what I said about your eyes and I will see you in two months.” Shino said as Itachi departed.

The raven glared at him then offered a short noise in agreement leaving with one of the two guards.

Shino flipped through Itachi’s file slowly, making several notes before addressing the man waiting patiently for his attention.

“Is there something else I am very busy today.”

“I thought you would want to know ‘he’ has returned.” His clansmen said solemnly.

Shino turned quickly toward his computer not listening feeling annoyed for the distraction. “Speak plainly, who is he?”

“Uzumaki Naruto, sir he’s come home.”

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The Orb is a club in the center of Konoha run by members of the Hyuga Clan. They feature groups from surrounding areas but there specialty is their home grown group called ‘Will of Fire.’
Hinata leaned over the bar yelling for more drinks her sky blue vinyl shorts hugging every curve on her shapely bottom.

“Come on I’ve been waiting ten minutes!” The once shy white-eye ninja called.

She turned wooting with everyone else as Sasuke’s group started up on their third song. Throwing her fist in the air and bouncing with the other guest at the classic rock song, he crooned through large speakers that wrapped the mid sized twenty something club.

A drum solo kicked up Kiba sticks flying across the clear multilevel set. He nearly stood pounding on the symbols at the songs crescendos his long red braided locks bouncing.

“WOO, WOO!!! KIBA GO!!” Hinata screamed with several others in the club.

This caused the “The Animal” drummer to look in her direction pointing one drum stick at his petite teammate he threw his head back howling and grinning large enough to show all his canines.

The bartender smacked her shoulder several times to get Hinata’s attention. She swatted his hand away grabbing the tray with her drinks making her way back to her waiting table, staring at Sasuke screaming into the microphone center stage.

The raven stared fixedly in the dark crowd, he can barely make out any faces, by the raised hands and pulsing bounce he can tell his song is reaching them on varied levels.

With a jarring twitch on his electric guitar, the song ended Sasuke hooting in the mic. Then thanking everyone. He bounded off the front of the stage into a group of grinning girls, and guys applauding and patting him on the back. He pulled his instrument over his head, with the other band member, following close behind making there way to the bar.

“Sasuke!”

The raven turned rolling his eyes at his brother on an upper level, in the VIP section. He weaved quickly through the group, dark hair pulled up in a short tail at the back of his head. Before he reached the steps Kiba bounded past him sleekly, as if none one in the dense crowd could stop him.

Sasuke sucked his teeth he often wondered what the ‘Animal’ and his brother snickered about; he noticed over last six months since his return to the area. The two would sit talking for hours at a time; it did not seem to be anything about the band. More than a few times, they would end their conversation quickly when he entered the room.

“Yo Chi’” Kiba thrust his fist forward, which the older Uchiha pounded telling the waitress to get a round for the band.

“Hey Kiba, I think he’s coming you ready?” Itachi ask sipping his drink and watching the ‘Animal’ carefully. He smirked. “You guys are on fire tonight.”

“I’m ready!” Kiba yelled then howled the other members joined the table.

Lee nodded and waved tight lip pulling out a chair and sitting backward on it. Shika lit a cigarette mumbling an exhausted hi but brightened instantly when Hinata retuned with their drinks.

Sasuke joined the group pulling an odd chair from another table. The house D.J. struck up some new music; it was the height of the evening. When Sasuke’s band played the crowds swarmed to this mid-sized club, the dance floor packed on the lower level. The VIP area has a private room with wide screen wall mounted digital television that broadcast the on stage band and filters the house music as well, to the exclusive area. In other words, VIPs never need venture into the swarm of bodies down below.

“Little brother you guys were on fire.” Itachi sat back in his chair watching his twenty-year-old brother with a little pride and jealousy. Sasuke had avoided becoming a soldier in the end thus had none of the war scars so many others had to ‘deal’ with now that Konoha has lasting peace.

Shika drowning his beer put the bottle down hard, his eyes lazily tracking Hinata, “What did you expect?” The music writer and keyboard genius stated serenely, turning back to Itachi when the Hyuga passed from view.

“Nothing less.” The older Uchiha stated, and then leaned over the table toward them all. “We got an investor!”

The reaction around the table was expected Shika shook his head, Sasuke sucked his teeth and Lee smacked his forehead.

“Itachi you always say after a long tour we *got* an investor!” Lee whined.

The bass player wearing a black *beater* and forest green jeans with a dozen silver bracelets on one wrist. His muscular upper bicep wrapped in a silver green-eyed serpent, the same pattern choker around his neck. Lee has a *unique* style, since he is part owner in one of the hottest day spa in Fire County he often experimented with different fashions. His straight jet-black hair has *white* streaked bangs shaped forward down over his large eyes extending to his chin.

Lee banged the table; he has a short temper as well as sharp tongue when pissed off, which is most of the time. His group members say it is because at twenty-two, he is still a virgin, and it feeds into his angry demeanor. “I’m going home! This is bullshit, and you know it!” The hairdresser got to his feet leaving his untouched drink.

“Wait Lee!” Kiba called of all the disappointed band members he is the only one that usually took Itachi’s word as gospel, especially if there was any chance a certain person would show up, until now he had *not*.

“What the fuck! He always says that shit, I really don’t have time for it, I am burned the fuck out!” Lee fumed.

“He’s got a point Kiba; Itachi always tries to get one more song out of us after a tour.” Shika added stamping out his cigarette, blowing smoke across the table. “

Sasuke rolled his eyes at his older brother he can tell he’s bullshitting them again, but he kept quiet.

Kiba jumped up calling after the retreating Rock. “Lee you got the set, I’m singing!” At his call several patron howled and clapped their hands.

Lee froze, he loves playing the sticks, but Kiba was better the only time he really got to go all out was when Kiba would lead which was rare, even though Animal and Sasuke started the band together.

“Sticks?” he said quietly, staring across the club at the shining set flashing under the revolving lights.

“Yup!” Kiba hooted, “When is he getting here?” He offered the drumsticks to his astonished partner, Lee lick his lips and held them reverently.

Itachi lifted his drink stalling; his brother tilted his head grinning. “Yes Chi’ when.” Then Sasuke sipped his beer, smirking at his lying older brother.

By some small fate, an anxious tremor sounded below and Hinata’s voice reigned over the loud club music and non-stop chatter.

“NA..NARU..TOOOOO!!” The petite white-eye waitress and owner screamed.

This was a comical event, Sasuke sprayed beer across the table, good thing everyone had already jumped up and more echoes of the same name chanted across the club. Those familiar with the loud mouth blond bolting toward the entrance bar area, under the VIP section; crowding the no longer small Uzumaki Naruto.

“Hell NO!!” Kiba laughed and then jumped past Lee who had not yet decided whether the drumsticks or news that a legendary hero returns is more important.

In two massive jumps Kiba cleared, the stair weaved easily through the crowd looking for the golden head. Hinata he spotted after elbowing throw the dense crowd she was standing in a mass of upper bodies.

Not spotting Naruto Kiba leaned toward Hina, “Where is he!” Kiba said aloud.

Hina shook heard pointing up at a tall man with his arm draped over her shoulder. Talking to a person behind the petite waitress.

She punched the male in his wide torso abs, her head barely reached over his chest. The guy grabbed his stomach

“Ow, you still hit hard, Hinata.” He said with a slight groan deep but mellow voice, grinning only the way Uzumaki Naruto can. His dazzling eyes much wider then six years ago, although a hint of a prankster remained.

“You big lug say hi to Kiba his band is playing to night.”

Naruto extended his large hand to his shorter former comrade, Kiba was not short but compared to Naruto six-three he felt so at only five-ten.

“So you got a band now, I can’t wait to see that, whose singing?” They shook hands for a moment then Kiba pulled and jumped the no longer blond man from long ago, squeezing him tightly.

When he step back his green eyes were shining with joy and excitement. “I’m singing tonight!” He barked loudly once again several regular customers hooted and clapped their appreciation. Naruto gazed around at the happy onlookers.

“You must be really good.” He accepted a drink from Hina then craned his neck so she can give him an on the mouth chaste kiss. He grinned sheepishly when she winked and said he is a good kisser, and then made her way back to her customers.

Kiba waved Naruto to follow, intending to take him to the VIP section. He noticed he band sans Sasuke where setting up getting ready, so he quickly deposited Naruto in a spot close enough to see the entire show once they got started.

He leaped center stage in one long leg step lifting the base guitar and heading to the back to see what had happen to his vocal partner.

“What the fuck Itachi? Why didn’t you tell me *he* was coming?”

The older Uchiha smiled internally, keeping his face a careful mask, enjoying his luck. Now his band members thought, Naruto is the investor so he could squeeze one more song out of them maybe more if he did not blow it with the brat.

“I am not ready for this.” Sasuke complained pacing the small storage room slash changing room. The raven held his head in exasperation; his short tapered hair laying flatter than usual a thin sweat beaded over his top lip. He felt every nerve tensing, how he cannot have known Naruto returned.

“Just stay clam, Kiba will do the lead for tonight.” Itachi offered.

“No I want to lead.” Sasuke said, pale face voice trembling. “I want to do one of my songs, for Naruto.” He stops pacing staring at his brother, before Itachi could respond Kiba entered panting with excitement.

“Why didn’t ya’ll come over? Dam you should see how big he got!” He laughed pushing a hand though his braided red mane.

Sasuke gulped feeling the air leave the room. “Kiba I want to…” he stops short when an uninvited guest entered, suddenly.

Aburame Shino stared around the room. “Well Itachi when are they playing I don’t have a lot of time.” Shino stood in the door in a several hundred dollar Navy blue suit, shirt and a coordinating tie, matched his expensive navy blue shoes. His neatly trimmed dark hair hung just above the collar of his long leather jacket. Violet eyes glared at his former shorter teammate.

Kiba literally yelped leaping back a few feet. Shino glowered at him but did not speak; instead, he stared at the approaching manager who shook his hand patting him on the elbow. (Real business like) Itachi could not believe Aburame finally appeared, he bowed shortly ushering the doctor out while turning quickly to the other two dumb struck men.

“On stage in five, Animal.” He clipped leaving with the tall doctor.

“Dear god!” Kiba hissed when the door shut. Suddenly remembering his lyrics seemed very difficult. He had stood right next to the bug guy did what, whimper like a puppy with its tail step on. He walked to the wall length mirror staring at his burning face, matching his flaming hair, and then began to tap his forehead against the glass. “Idiot, idiot, idiot, idiot…” he groaned.

Sasuke on the other hand felt oddly lucid seeing the big bug-loving prick gave him a new resolve.

“I want to sing Kiba.”

Kiba stop banging his head staring at Sasuke in the mirror. ‘He may never come here again I cannot blow this.’ The ‘Animal’ thought. “Why you?”

“Naruto is here I need to do this.”

The ‘head banger’ turned back to his own reflection, his wide green-eyes understood what Sasuke felt, ‘now or never.’

“Itachi said me, so I want to do it!” Kiba stood taking a deep breath then pulling his long braids up in a wide ponytail and attached one of numerous dark bands on his wrist.

“Come on Kiba, we don’t know when Naruto will be back let me sing for him.” Sasuke put one hand on his narrow hip feeling the apprehension from a moment ago slipping. He steps to the mirror too, adding some gel to his hair until it spiked up the way he liked. Then they both looked each other over, after a moment’s pause they grinned.

“You know Sasuke that song can be very you know.” They both grinned knowingly.

Up in the VIP room Shino sat nursing lemon-honey water half-watching Itachi most his attention on the flat screen television and a certain blond with auburn tips on the end of his shoulder length hair. ‘Uzumaki Naruto.’ The seating allowed a great view of the stage but also certain tables, Naruto’s one of them.

“Up here Shino you will really get a great idea about their talent and how they grab the crowd.” Itachi offered.

“Uhmm.” Shino said shortly watching the stage now while the band came in view. Naruto had step up to the stage to shake hands with everyone, it was evident how much he has grown.

“Where is your brother?”

Itachi looked at the monitor, just as Naruto took his seat Sasuke came on holding his signature guitar over his shoulder and nodding at his drummer. Instantly the band kicked up with Kiba and him strumming their instruments as if they were on fire.

Kiba faced darkened when he growled into the mic not one person seemed to be sitting when his voice bellowed through the speakers. The most electrifying part of the pair standing side by side is how much they contrasted. With Kiba wild flaming hair and Sasuke’s neatly trimmed charcoal hair. The ‘Animal’ body lean but compact with evident muscles in his thighs, arms and chest. Sasuke ‘The Boy Scout’ a lean long legged dancer’s frame, over his lean muscular chest he wore a baggy tee shirt with the clubs name across his chest. His black jean hung low on his narrow hips, with black steel toe boots. Kiba wore earth tone brushed leather vest, with an Indian bead necklace, sweat running down his muscular neck across his bare chest mixing with a fire red line of hair under his navel. His brown jeans hugged his hips and other places snugly, feet stamping in beat with the drums.

The medical specialist stared at Naruto as he stood with the rest of the club bouncing in time with the pounding music. However once Kiba and Sasuke switched to their popular hand gestures customized for this particular song, Shino found it difficult to keep his mind on Naruto.

With the chorus “Animals” and on every “O” Kiba grabbed his crotch while Sasuke squeezed an ass cheek. Shino’s mouth fell open, now mesmerized with Kiba’s gyrating hips pumping his guitar, as well as; between each pause Kiba grinned licked his finger and grabbed his crotch repeatedly. Sasuke even went so far as to turn sideways so the audience can see him grope himself with a large hand on a cute tight ass.

Just before the final crescendo, they both took turns mock hump each other on stage while still singing. The crowd that were not yelling and singing with them was mocking the dance moves. The song ended on a powerful drum solo by Rock Lee. Everyone screamed.

Itachi clapped laughing. “What do you think Shino, they’re great right! Did you see the way they shock the audience?”

“Kiba sings lead?” The doctor stared fixedly at the stage the band now dissembling their instruments.

“Yeah, sometimes do you want to hear another one? Sasuke’s voice is awesome. Let me call him they will do another one.” Itachi quickly whipped out his cell phone.

“That will not be necessary; I will take it into advisement.” He stood scanning the crowd on the monitor for Naruto.

“Are you sure? Really they will do another one.”

“No.” he said flatly, spotting Naruto talking with Sasuke near the stage. ‘God damit.’ He thought balling his fist and stalking toward the exit his long leather jacket billowing behind him.

Itachi followed close by. “I am willing to make concessions in order to get your support.” They passed though the door, blaring house music thumping the swelling dance floor.

Shino stared as Sasuke handed Naruto several instruments to carry, with that fucking Uchiha smirk and wide needy eyes. He growled inwardly then glanced at the hovering raven.

“Concessions; I said let me ‘take it under advisement’ do not push me I will let you know.” He nodded perching his dark frames on his nose, then left through a private exit, but not before his eyes paused on Kiba bending over an amplifier lowering it down a ramp, his pants hugging a perfect muscular ass. Shino gulped then shook his head, trying to rid his mind of the guy fucking his guitar, and grabbing a sizable bulge between his legs.

[TBC]

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