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The writer and the dom	By : sameyler Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Itachi/Naruto Views: 2656 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: i do not own naruto nor do i make any money from writing this story.

Chapter List
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A/N: So Common Phenomenon has taken up the challenge of being this story's editor and now we are glad to represent chapter one with two being played with sometime in the next week or so. After chapter two everything is new. So I hope you guys enjoy the new version and everything else from here on out. ^_^
Also just a funny lil thing I like to label my stories the letter of this one spelled out. (TWATD) I thought it was funny, maybe it's just me.
Kinda in need of a beta for a few other stories I plan on finishing.

Naruto had approached a sketchy establishment. The neighborhood was questionable enough to put an uneasy feeling in his head. He had stood across the street staring at the building for some time now. Uneasiness kept him at a distance until he could muster up the will to cross the dark, shady city street. Another thing that bothered him was how the street lights weren't on. It added to the shady appearance of the dark building which only had a light above the large oak door.
He had to go in there, with a great amount of disdain and he made his way to the club. Naruto entered the club with the idea of getting in and out as quickly as he could. He had no desire to be a part of the crowd at a place like this. He was practically blackmailed into being there that night, okay so he had lost a bet, in his mind it was same thing. He really didn't have an understanding of this type of life style so what was going on here was beyond him. The writer wanted nothing to do with this, but necessity was a lousy partner and forced him into doing something he wouldn't have even considered a few weeks back. All he needed to do, he told himself, was to ask his questions and get out of here.
Naruto took a deep breath and he further entered the club. He kept his eyes on the floor, feeling like he was completely out of place, even if the people he was barging in on didn't care. There were men getting their cocks sucked and women- this idea was a mistake. Naruto looked around quickly for the mistress- at least one that wasn't busy getting her boot licked, among many other things. Maybe it would be the best to come back another time. But still, it would be the same, wouldn't it?
He wasn't his place, he was completely out of his comfort zone. He shouldn't be there.
"Can I help you?" Naruto tensed, as he slowly turned towards the smooth, velvety voice.
He stood there frozen, staring into crimson eyes. The man in front of him had long black hair tied loosely back. He was tall, lean, sexy, with black leather pants drawing out the pale skin he had and a black leather vest. Naruto couldn't remember what he was here for anymore. He was blinded by his presence.
The male smirked, as he leaned closer. He placed an arm around the smaller male's shoulders. Naruto was slim, and gorgeous, with light colored skin, with blond hair, of shoulder length, with some spikes and sky blue eyes, sparkling with vitality. The man flaunted a unique kind of face art-whiskered cheeks. He was definitely new here, and he would be Itachi's.
Itachi leaned closer, nipping at the now blushing blonde's ear."Have you filled out an application yet? I can help you with that, and so much more," the raven whispered huskily into the ears of the tensed and flushed male.
"n-no I...I... um... just needed to ask a few questions...for a book I'm writing..." Naruto didn't know why he couldn't control the volume in his voice, it was difficult. All the tiny, whispering voices in his head urged him to run away.
Itachi stepped back, thinking that it was a shame. But the reactions he was getting were just as good. Oh, he would love to dominate this boy. "Well I can help with that too. Follow me, then I'll answer whatever you want." the raven smirked, letting his hand grazed over a perfectly shaped bottom.
As he lead a tense Naruto through to the back, where rooms were set up for privacy. The taller man quickly unlocked a door and held it opened for the anxious blond.
"Don't worry, I only bite when I play," The sly smile, sent a chill down the blonds spine. Naruto had to remind himself, this guy would be great at seduction tactics, just look at where he worked. He just needed to hurry. "Are you a..."
"Am I a dom? Yes I am." he gave the smaller male a gentle pat on his lower back, pushing him into the room. "What would you like to know?"
Itachi moved so sexily that it like he was taunting Naruto. Well, he probably was."Well..." Naruto looked down at his feet; he didn't care for all the toys or devices. Things he didn't want to look at, so he pulled out his pen and small black book. He didn't want to give the wrong impression, though he wasn't even sure what the wrong one would be.
"What are the...umm..." what should he ask, what could he ask?
Itachi smirked, did the blond know how good he looked. "Well if you give me your pad I'll write everything I know, well when you tell me your name. However you should know that things are different in the 'outside world' and different for every couple."
Naruto walked closer to the male handing him the pad and pen. "Thanks, I'm Naruto. And I just need to know the basics of what you do, or what the people here do in general." He guessed it was different for everyone. However, he did not want to take the time to interview any other people.
Naruto gave a nervous smile, as the male started writing things. "I'm Itachi Uchiha."
"It's nice to meet you." the blond whispered.
Itachi liked the male's voice, it was smooth, sweet. Itachi couldn't help but feel this way; this was not how the younger acted daily, Naruto even smelled sweet, like honey.' "So you are one of those kinds of writers." Itachi smirked. It may turn out good for him yet.
Naruto tensed. "This is a first...You see... I lost a bet... Not that you probably want to know... and well now I have to write an erotic book based on this kind of lifestyle...and..." and he wasn't sure why he had to explain himself. He nervously brought a hand to rub his neck; he was so out of place here. How many times had he said or thought that?
That would explain a lot, with how uncomfortable he seemed to be in here. Well it didn't matter. On the first page Itachi left something for the younger, hopefully Naruto would use it.
"Well then you'll have to let me read it before it's done, since I've helped." the raven gave the male a seductive smile.
"Oh, okay..." Naruto looked away. How could he refuse? He really didn't want to go out there and ask anyone else. How hard could it be to come back here? Well, he would worry about that later.
As the rest of the time went by in an uncomfortable silence, at least on Naruto's side, Itachi stood coming inches from the blond. His breath ghosted over the smaller male's delicious looking lips. "It's all done, Naruto-kun. You'll have to come by and see me again soon."
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Naruto sat down on his couch, his laptop in front of him, and the black book next to his leg. He hadn't started yet. He was somewhat scared to open the pad and read it. But he had too, and the sooner the better.
He stood and went to get an apple and a bottle of water. When he came back, he looked at it again, his face holding a light blush at the memories. 'Itachi' had kept brushing up against him, and he repeatedly gave him small touches. The man said he was just escorting him out unless there was something else that Naruto needed, like a firsthand experience. It was at that moment Naruto really- well it didn't matter. He had what he needed so he could finish this damn book and be done with it. Soon, he could deal with his other problems.
The blond stared wide-eyed at the first page of the book after opening it. Itachi left not only his cell, but also his home and email. And a 'just in case you need anything.' underneath. Naruto quickly turned the page, he just wanted to get this done.
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