Who: Shikamaru, Chouji and Naruto
When: Weeks ago. When students started getting settled in.
Where: Shikamaru's and Naruto's room
Warnings: ADHD!Naruto
Shikamaru walked up the hall back to his dorm room, not seeing Naruto was checking over the room a final time. As soon as he reached the door to walk in he ran right into the blonde who was coming out.
"Itai! Watch were you're going buddy!" Naruto yelped.
"Your the one in my way, what the fuck?" Shikamaru grumbled out.
"Why the negativity, assface?" Naruto retorted, grinning cheekily up at Shikamaru. "Anyway, I'm going to go find the girls. What are you doing?"
Chouji held up his drumsticks, a reflexive blush curling up into his cheeks. "Um...I'm here to audition for the band. I think."
Shikamaru kicked Chouji in the leg. He sighed. So much for waiting...
Naruto squinted. "...eh? Auditions? For what?" When he noticed the drums sticks he only tilted his head. "Um, we have a drummer."
Shikamaru leaned up against the door frame. "No we don't...." he said casually, turning his head to the side.
Naruto blinked with confusion. "What are you talking about?"
Shikamaru coughed, lighter in hand again. Damn he needed a cigarette. He was itching to get one. "He left....."
"And---and I'm the new guy," Chouji cut in quickly, hoping that this addition would stave off the Wrath of Naruto.
"Where is our old drummer??! He's coming this year, isn't he?!” Naruto took a moment to absorb that. Then it hit him. "WHAT?! WHY THE FUCK DO WE HAVE A NEW GUY? Shikamaru you know we can't just have some new guy we don't even know just join up and think things will flow right! It's out music! Where is our old drummer??! He's coming this year, isn't he?!”
Shikamaru squinted his eyes together as the blonde went off. "He left over the summer...."
Chouji winced and tried near-desperately to slink away. Had he been about a foot shorter and a hundred pounds lighter, he might've been able to pull it off...but...yeah, fortune did not smile on the fat boy.
He failed to mention that it was before he left for China, or that he was too lazy to let Naruto know. He looked over to Chouji for a moment, patting him on the shoulder. "We said he was here for an audition...give him a chance..."
"HE LEFT?!" Naruto screeched. "What do you mean he just left? He was our drummer! What the hell are we going to do now? Why didn't you tell me before, damn it!?" Naruto flailed unhappily. But in a quick moment of ADHD he paused and looked at Chouji with an oddly calm face. “...Wait... You look familiar.”
"Naruto is your memory that fucking bad?" Shikamaru said raising an eyebrow.
"A-A-Akimichi Chouji," Chouji managed, far more squeakily than he would have liked. Fucking Christ, the blond was going to take him out at the knees....
Naruto was about to snap loudly at Shikamaru and hit him but when he heard the little squeak of a name, Naruto blinked at him, a little confused. "...Akamichi? As in... as in fat boy, bag of chips Akimichi?!"
Shikamaru grumbled. "Hey....it's not nice to call people names, you idiot"
"Fat boy, here and accounted for," Chouji said with a relieved nod, waving a drumstick.
"Naruto I already had to break out a rap earlier today, lets get this over with...." he said, sounding bored. Sounding as if he really hated to sing. He would be lying.
"Like rap is going to kill you." Naruto said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. He turned to Chouji and grinned brightly. "It's been fucking forever! I didn't even know you went to this school. New this year?" He ignored Shikamaru momentarily and tugged Chouji into their dorm room.
Shikamaru threw one of many of Naruto's toy foxes at him. "Alright you little punk...."
Chouji allowed him to drag him into the room, still trying to battle with his embarrassment. "Er---yeah---I was going through the public schools, but---er---some shit happened, so I'm here." Quickly, he added: "So, drums?"
Naruto caught his dear fox toy easily and picked up his pillow to chuck it back at Shikamaru hard.
"Fuck what is with you two and these damn toys...." he grumbled. "When your quite ready let me know, I'm taking a nap," he said as he laid down on his bed.
"Yeah let's do it then!" Naruto chirped. He dug around his his boxes and pulled out his electronic drum set that they used to use for travel time. He opened it and set it up.
Shikamaru laid a pillow over his head.
"Do you wanna listen to him play or not, assface?" Naruto said, sticking his socked foot to Shikamaru's head and kicking gently.
Shikamaru grunted and pushed at Naruto's foot lazily. "I can still hear" he said with a mumbled voice. The bed was far too comfortable.
Chouji swallowed hard, leaning back a little and clearing his head of the skinny distraction who wanted to hear (but would never admit it), and the obnoxiously loud blond distraction...Twirling his left drumstick between his thumb and forefinger and rolling his shoulders, he launched into a fairly simple drum solo, allowing it to build as these distractions bled out...
As the solo got a little more in depth, Shikamaru lifted the pillow off his head and underneath, as he still lay stretched out on the bed.
When Chouji started playing, Naruto turned and listened. Music was really the only thing he could focus on for more then a few moments. Chouji was good, and he felt like it was only starting. He flopped down on the floor, back against the bed and nodded to the beat.
Chouji closed his eyes, getting lost in the moment. This is what he did. This is what he did well. This---the drums, the slick solitude of music---was what had kept him alive for the last several years.
Shikamaru shifted the pillow under his head again, and closed his eyes, letting the beat of the music flow through his ears. He was good. Damn good. Shikamaru started to sing lightly, eyes still closed.
Chouji only half-heard the voice threading its way through the beats he was laying down, not even recognizing it as Shikamaru's voice.
The beat got more intense, Naruto could feel emotion behind it. He instantly found things about this beat that was way better then the last drummer they had. Chouji was good, and as Shika started to sing lightly, Naruto's hands started to strike invisible chords, the notes playing in his head.
Shikamaru's voice got a little higher, as he started to sing a little bit louder. He broke out into a soft rap from time to time as Chouji continued to play. This could work. This damn well could work.
Chouji's eyes flew open as the sound of Shikamaru's voice cut through his haze and he half-tumbled backwards in shock. He dropped his drumsticks, panting slightly.
Shikamaru's eyes opened when he heard the drumming stop. "Why'd you stop?"
Naruto broke out of his music trance that was playing in his head when the beat stopped, and he grinned at Chouji. "You're fucking in."
"Er---sorry---" Chouji stammered, feeling his face heat up. He had never played in front of anyone seriously---his dad and the cat, sure, but peers? Peers were scary.
Shikamaru yawned, closing his eyes again. "I suppose I could deal with you. The other guy was too much of a bitch...." he said.
"He wasn't as good as you, hell the last guy we had didn't have anything behind his beats. You're good, man. Really good." He grinned brightly. "You up for joining us?"
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