MUSIC meme

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Thank you all for your comments on our poll last month. Let's give May a try with The MUSIC MEME.

+ Pick a character/pairing.
+ Match them with music. A video, lyrics, an MP3... Maybe Naruto and Sasuke just happen to be AU music artists! Anything goes.
+ Play nice. This should be fun for ALL.
+ For every request you make try to fill out AT

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The Violin War FINAL

[anonymous]

Itachi was drawing close to twelve. Madara came home, expecting the battleground he had grown used to. Killing still went on, though it was less brutal than it had been. It was still killing, and plenty brutal enough in Madara’s standards. Itachi had a key now, and he came like clockwork to practice. Madara closed the door, shuffling out of his shoes when he heard it.

It rose like a slowly blooming flower. It was hesitant, almost stuttering as it struggled to be realized as a true sound and not just some half thought of a melody. Madara’s body froze, and then moved. The sound grew stronger, rising, falling, purifying into something that nearly erased the memory of the dead from Madara’s mind.

Itachi stood in the light of the westward window. His sleeves were rolled up, baring his thin forearms and delicate wrists. His thick, dark bangs were clipped back from his face, washed into red highlights by the warm sun. His hands, elegant instead of childish now, held the instrument with an intimate caress instead of a frightened, pained hold. Itachi’s head leaned towards the sound, as if listening to the treasured words of a lover or friend. His eyes were half closed, relaxed and lost.

This, Madara felt with a fierce surge of triumph, was worth all those weeks and months and struggling and dying and frustration on all parties. This wasn’t a war. This was a dance and a union. This was a victory, and everyone in the room had won.

Itachi left the bow fall away, and the notes faded away into the sun shine that painted a glow onto boy and instrument. Madara raised his hands and clapped. Itachi turned, and he smiled.
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Uchiha Itachi was sixteen before he played in public. One victory did not win a war, but it had bolstered moral. Madara was the only one who heard Itachi’s playing until the night the boy stood on a stage in front of a group of people. Most knew him, and some he knew. Itachi looked out over the crowd. He spotted Madara, and he inclined his head.

Itachi handled the violin like it should be handled. There was no fear or resentment. There was nothing but a deep sense of competence and familiarity. Itachi’s eyes swept the field of watchers, calm, bright, and slowly drawing away from the world. Itachi closed his eyes and he played.

Madara saw what he had envisioned when the boy had been playing piano those years ago. He saw a young man, slim and tall and dazzling. Madara saw the aristocratic face’s chill warmed and softened by the glow of the light reflected from the polished wood. He saw the aloofness melt into the rising song as the violin sang with a human voice every note that had fought so hard to get out of Itachi for years. Madara heard the boy speak to the entire crowd of diversity with one voice, one song, all in one instant.

Madara saw success, and the crowd roared to its feet when the final notes faded away into the still air.

Re: The Violin War FINAL

[anonymous]

anon that said would do it here~ I am so glad you beat me to it, this is incredible~

Re: The Violin War FINAL- OP

[anonymous]

OP here. This is wonderful! Don't be sorry about the AU, it's just fine and I like AU. Thank you, this is absolutely perfect. I laughed at the part about playing by ear, I'm a pianist and my reading skills are quite bad considering I do that as well :)

Re: The Violin War FINAL- OP

[anonymous]

Yay! I'm so glad you lied it. :D It was fun for me to write Itachi as a violin player, when I usually put Itachi and music together he plays piano by ear. I has a blast writing this, thanks for the prompt, and I'm glad you liked it. :D