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Greatest Treasure	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1253 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto nor make profit of it. Kishimoto owns it.

Chapter List
- 1-Part 1
- 2-Part 2
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Author's note: This is an idea I came up with this week and I decided to work on it as a bit of self-indulgence instead of working on other ideas. Because to give you a hint as to how 'well' this week went: I managed to cut my finger today whilst squeezing out a liquid treat for my cats, so yeah ... A bit of self-indulgence here if you don't mind.
This will be a two part, because as always my brain doesn't know when to shut up and I wanted to post something today (again, me being self-indulgent)
Warnings: OC's pov; Alternate universe; established slash; time skips; suspense; yakuza Sasuke (yes, we're back to that because my mind won't let go of it, sorry); that's it for now I think
I hope you'll like this first part! (And that you're not bored yet of my yakuza themed fics *coughs*)
Part 1
When the announcement came that the boss was looking for a personal guard, that was the best day of Akitomo's life so far. Becoming his personal guard meant a significant pay rise and came with a certain privilege that the normal guards didn't get.
The hiring process was gruelling, encompassing both theoretical exams as well as practical ones, including knowing how to handle both a gun and knives for some reason. The candidates were even tested on their knowledge about poisons and antidotes which had weirded him out at first until he realised that given Uchiha's high position in the underworld – and the normal world because even his more common business partners didn't always like how successful he was – it could happen that someone would try to poison him, forcing his personal guard to react fast.
Their endurance was tested by how long they could run and how fast, followed straight by a test about their first aid skills. Another day had their fighting skills being examined by the best of the best in the company, which already saw the amount of applicants decimated in half because they couldn't quite make the cut.
By the end of the week he felt dead on his feet and his head too empty yet too heavy at the same time. None of the tasks had been easy, but the thought of earning a pay raise and the extra prestige that could be his had been enough to push him through the entire week. Tomorrow they would be invited to the boss' office where they would be informed whether they had got the job or not.
That night in spite of the exhaustion and muscles screaming in protest, he fell asleep with a smile on his face.
They were gathered in a large conference room, awaiting the moment their name would be called. None of the ones who went in before him returned, so Akitomo thought it was safe to assume that after the conversation they would be led outside through another door.
"Kurayami Akitomo," a lanky, white haired man announced, not even looking up from his clipboard.
Akitomo recognised him as one of Uchiha's closest guards; a man named Hozuki Suigetsu. He had sat in during several of the examinations last week, but hadn't said a word to them, save for the occasional smirk as if something had particularly amused him. That seemed to be his general disposition; whenever Akitomo saw him in the building he was either smirking or laughing, seeming to delight in pestering one of Uchiha's other guards, a red haired woman named Karin.
Perhaps if the gods were finally on his side, he would soon be able to call himself one of their own …
Hozuki led him to an office on the other end of the hallway, one which bore the nameplate 'Uchiha Sasuke. CEO' and the moment Hozuki pushed down the doorknob, Akitomo's stomach twisted and churned uncomfortably as he realised this was it, now he would get to hear whether he had performed according to Uchiha's high standards or not. He thought he had, but it also wasn't a secret that Uchiha had very high standards and that very few were able to meet them.
The man in question was seated in a large leather chair, absorbed in a file. Karin was leaning against the windowsill; her arms crossed underneath her breasts, pushing them up a tad. The shirt she wore was very tight and on the edge of too revealing and he had to tear his eyes away before it became too obvious that he was ogling her.
Uchiha's last guard stood in the corner, his arms behind his back and his face as blank as a paper. He was a broad shouldered, tall imposing man and looked like he could crush a skull with his bare hands.
As a matter of fact all three guards looked lethal in their own way, like one wrong move would set them off. Even Karin didn't look like someone easy to mess with and when she caught his gaze, she offered him a shark like grin, which did absolutely nothing to calm his nerves.
"Kurayami Akitomo?" Uchiha looked up, regarding him coolly.
"Yes, sir!"
"Take a seat." Uchiha gestured at the lonely chair in front of the large desk and Akitomo sat down hastily, resting his hands on his lap before he could start fiddling with them.
Turning a page in the file, Uchiha began almost bored, "According to your file, you scored exceedingly high in several of the assignments, both physical and mental ones. They were definitely impressed with your endurance."
"Thank you, sir," Akitomo said tentatively, uncertain whether he was supposed to say something to that. It did make him feel good, though, knowing that he had managed to impress the examinators.
That had to mean something good, didn't it?
"You've trained in martial arts before?"
"Yes, since I was ten," he replied. Back then he hadn't thought he would end up working as a guard; he had just thought it would be cool to know how to defend himself and it had been a great outlet for his excess energy.
Uchiha closed the file and folded his hands on top of it; his dark eyes piercing as they regarded Akitomo. As intense as they were, they were also unreadable which made Akitomo more nervous.
"If you were to get the job, that would entail you working at odd hours at times," Uchiha said. "Sometimes until deep in the night or very early in the morning. You would receive time off, naturally, but most of your life will revolve around your guard duties. Are you willing to sacrifice so much of your life? It would be completely different from the work you've done so far."
"Yes, I'm willing," Akitomo said immediately, confident in spite of his nerves.
He knew it would be completely different from the work schedule he had now. Even though he was a guard, his shift finished at six in the evening every time, bar the occasional double shift. If he got this position, there wouldn't be much left of his free time he assumed. On the other hand, the new position, while more work, would also mean a boost in his wages and the high position meant he wouldn't get bossed around anymore by other senior guards. In fact they would have to listen to him then, which had him masking a smirk just in time.
Yes, the prestige and the generous pay would definitely make up for the less than ideal working hours.
He met Uchiha's gaze head on and the other man nodded slowly, waving his hand at Karin.
"Well, given your high score and your dedication to the company, I've decided that you'll receive the position."
Immediately Akitomo bowed his head, barely able to contain his grin. "Thank you, Uchiha-sama! I won't disappoint you!"
"See to it that you don't," Uchiha said sharply before looking at Karin. "Karin, I'll leave you to it."
"Yes, Uchiha-sama," she smiled and the smile turned wicked when she looked at Akitomo.
He couldn't help but eye her nervously, wondering what exactly she was planning.
"Come on, Kurayami, time to introduce you to the one you'll be guarding," she said, walking over to the door.
"Erm, am I not supposed to guard you, Uchiha-sama?" Akitomo asked confused, but stood up nevertheless; his eyes shooting back and forth between Karin and their boss.
Uchiha raised an eyebrow. "No, I have no need for a fourth guard. My partner, however, does, which is why I opened a position for it. Is that a problem?"
"No, sir, no problem at all," Akitomo answered hastily.
But as he bowed one last time before following Karin out of the office, he couldn't help but feel completely stumped. Uchiha had a partner?
As far as he was aware of, nobody in the company knew Uchiha was in a relationship. Even though it had never been explicitly stated, all of them had just assumed Uchiha was single because they had never seen him close with anyone.
Who was this mysterious partner? What kind of woman was she to have attracted Uchiha's attention and be able to keep it to the point of being protected by her own personal guard? Was she part of their world? That had to be, because how else would Uchiha explain the presence of a personal guard?
It probably was a model, he reasoned as he and Karin were driven to the place Uchiha's partner was living at with their boss. Apparently it was a house at the outskirts of the town, which only further confused Akitomo, because how could they have possibly missed their boss being in a relationship when they were at the point of living together?
"What kind of person is she?" he finally dared to ask when the driver parked their car in front of a beautiful house, that quite frankly bordered more on looking like a manor than a regular house.
He hadn't expected anything else from someone as rich as Uchiha.
Karin started laughing and got out of the car, forcing him to quickly follow. "She? Drop the s," she said amused and when he stared at her confused, she snorted. "It's not a woman, but a man."
"Wait, a man? Uchiha-sama is gay?" Akitomo blurted out surprised.
The dark haired man didn't appear to swing that way at all, but then again, it wasn't like Akitomo knew him that well. Still, his boss was gay? When he could have all the women in the world?
"I don't know whether he's gay, bisexual or whether he just doesn't care," she said bored and flipped her hair back. Even though she was walking on high heels, he had a hard time keeping up with her as she practically marched towards the front door.
"Either way, he's together with a man and you'd do your best to respect that," she said and looked at him warningly. "The second Uchiha-sama feels like you're being disrespectful, you won't like how he'll react, understood?"
"Completely!" he said hastily, concealing a grimace. He definitely didn't want to know what would happen if Uchiha got angered.
Still, a guy? How had that happened?
Instead of ringing the doorbell, Karin unearthed a key from somewhere and unlocked the door, waving him in. He eyed her dubiously, thinking it was weird that she just entered without any warning, but followed her anyways.
"His name is Uzumaki Naruto," Karin told him briskly, leading him towards a large staircase, not even giving him a chance to take a look around. "He leads a fox sanctuary just a few miles from here and depending on the needs of the animals, he'll be there until late in the night or very early in the morning, so you'll have to be standby whenever you're on duty."
Ah, that explained why the schedule was so odd. A yakuza leader/businessman with someone who led a fox sanctuary, though? How the hell had that even happened? How had they managed to meet when their worlds were so different?
"Most of the time you'll remain in the background while Uzumaki-sama is at the sanctuary," she continued, her heels muffled by the carpet on the landing. "When he goes out, however, to the inner city or even to the store, you need to be on your guard in case some people become a tad too close to him. Uchiha-sama really doesn't like it when people are too pushy when approaching his partner."
"So I need to keep everyone away from Uzumaki-sama?" he asked for confirmation, frowning slightly. That seemed like a rather stifling relationship if that was true.
"Oh, of course not, only people who you suspect have less than good intentions with Uzumaki-sama," she said airily and waved her hand. "But be aware that Uzumaki-sama also easily makes friends, so make certain you don't offend him by keeping the wrong people away from him."
"If he makes friends so easily, how am I supposed to know who to keep at a distance?"
She flashed him a grin filled with dark amusement. "I leave that up to your discretion."
She was waiting for him to mess up, he just knew it. Probably was not telling him enough on purpose to find out whether he was actually suitable as the personal guard to the boss' lover or not. Well, he would show her and the others that he was more than up for this task.
As they walked further into the hallway, passing several doors and a couple of scenery paintings, he became aware of two voices, both belonging to men. They seemed to be in the room at the end of the hallway, because the door was slightly ajar and there was faint light flickering across the floor as if they were watching television.
Or playing a videogame as Akimoto quickly discovered.
"I can't believe you're so shit at playing videogames," one man guffawed.
"It's just not my type of game," the other man grunted unamused.
"No, I guess with your old man mentality, you'd rather play shogi, huh? That's more your style, right?" the first man snickered.
"Now you've offended my sensibilities," the other man sighed, but didn't sound particularly bothered.
"I thought you didn't have any of that left after getting together with Temari?"
"Don't let her hear you say that. She'll kick your arse," the man warned him darkly.
"Oh please, she likes me."
"Yes, because you make her little brother less psychotic."
"Gaara's not psychotic! He's just not – a people person, that's all," the first man sniffed.
"Sasuke's not a people person either, yet he can be charming."
Sasuke? Akitomo's eyebrows rose up. Who was this man that he was close enough to refer to their boss with his first name? Family?
"The bastard's worse than Gaara. Besides Gaara can be charming too," the first man argued.
Who was he to call their boss a bastard so freely?
"Not to me at least."
"Of course not to you, you're the one fucking his sister!" The first man started laughing.
By this point he and Karin had arrived at the door and she rapped her knuckles against it once before opening it without even waiting for a reply.
"I see you're having fun," she grinned, walking inside.
Akitomo followed closely, his gaze first drawn towards the television where some type of race game had been paused before his eyes landed on the two men on the couch.
The one on the right had dark brown hair which had been put up in a spikey ponytail and was dressed in dark trousers and a simple brown sweater. He appeared rather lazy with how slumped he sat in the couch, but his dark eyes were sharp and alert when they regarded Akitomo.
Next to him a blond man was seated with the brightest pair of blue eyes Akitomo had ever seen in anyone. He still had a faint tan even though they were approaching mid-autumn and faint whisker like scars on his cheeks which crinkled when he grinned. He was dressed in what had to be the brightest orange shirt Akitomo had ever been unfortunate to witness and his light blue jeans were torn around the knees. He was sitting cross-legged and had one of the consoles still in his hands.
"The bastard could have sent worse people to babysit me," the blond man snorted, bending forwards to place the console on the small table.
"Oh ouch, I feel so loved," the other man deadpanned and stood up. "I gather the position is finally filled?"
"Yes, Shikamaru, Uzumaki-sama, this is Kurayami Akitomo, Uzumaki-sama's new guard," Karin introduced him.
He bowed respectfully. "It's nice to meet you."
"How many times do I have to tell you to drop the -sama and just call me Naruto?" Uzumaki sighed, running his hands through his hair, messing it up even further.
She smirked; her crimson eyes glittering. "I'm sorry, Uzumaki-sama, I'm not allowed to call you that, per Uchiha-sama's orders."
He squinted his eyes. "Bullshit," he snorted and crossed his arms. "You're just enjoying how much it annoys me to hear you call me that."
She inclined her head; her smirk deepening. "There is that detail as well, I can't deny. You might as well get used to it, Uzumaki-sama. That's not going to change as long as you're together with Uchiha-sama."
He huffed, leaning back in the couch. "We'll see about that," he muttered darkly. "I'll get you to call me by my first name even if it takes me years."
Her smirk softened to a smile for the barest fraction. "I'm certain Uchiha-sama will be most pleased to hear that."
"Ha! Yeah, he would be pleased with that, all right, possessive bastard that he is!" Uzumaki said and wrinkled his nose.
"Well, now that that is settled, I'm going back to the office," Shikamaru announced, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"You're just running away because I'm wiping the floor with you in the game," Uzumaki grinned.
"If that makes you feel better, by all means, believe that," Shikamaru retorted and after a nod, he left the room, letting the door fall close behind him.
"Well, I have to go back too, so I'm going to leave Uzumaki-sama in your hands," Karin said and her eyes narrowed slightly when she added, "Oh and Uzumaki-sama, the candidates were tested on their endurance as well. Don't think you'll be able to escape this one."
Uzumaki grimaced and rubbed the back of his head. "Eugh, he really thought about everything this time, huh?" he commented dismayed.
"Yes, so save yourself the trouble, you won't be able to ditch this one," she advised him. "You might as well accept the fact that you have your personal guard."
"I still don't understand why I would need one when I'm at the sanctuary the whole time," he grumbled, stretching out his legs.
"The perks of being Uchiha-sama's partner," she said dryly.
"Yeah, well, it's a perk I can do without. You can tell the bastard that."
"I'll make sure to relay your grievances," she snorted and saluted him almost lazily. "Enjoy the rest of your day."
"Hm, tell that fussy bastard you call your boss that if he's late again tonight, he'll be sleeping on the couch!" he said sourly.
"But of course. I'm certain that will get him to stop working on time," she snickered and slipped out of the room with a last warning look at Akitomo.
"So, you got stuck with me, huh?" Uzumaki remarked once they were completely alone.
Akitomo blinked, a bit taken aback at being addressed suddenly. "I received the position today, yes."
Blue eyes narrowed. "Bet you thought you were going to guard him, hm?"
He hesitated, but when Uzumaki just kept staring at him expectantly, he begrudgingly answered, "Yes, we were all under the impression that we would be working for him as his personal guard when the position was announced."
"Sorry it ended up being more disappointing," Uzumaki smiled wryly.
"Not a disappointment," Akitomo replied promptly. "Being appointed to protect the partner of the boss is a huge honour."
"Well, at least you know to answer like one of his perfect guards," Uzumaki said amused and stood up, stretching his arms. "If you're stuck with me, I might as well show you the place where you're going to spend most of your days now. Sorry in advance if it's boring."
"No need to apologise, it's part of the job," Akitomo said and opened the door for the blond, who sighed but nodded in thanks.
No, this job wasn't as prestigious as guarding Uchiha would have been, but being appointed to protect his lover was not a position to sniff at either. It was still very high up the ladder and the pay would be the same as if he had been Uchiha's guard.
Although … How many guards had Uzumaki run through that they ended up specifically adding an endurance test to the assessment?
Side-eyeing the humming blond man, he could only hope that he wouldn't end up giving him too much trouble. The last thing he needed was being demoted all because Uchiha's lover apparently didn't agree with having a personal guard assigned to him.
Being Uzumaki's guard wasn't that bad.
As he had warned Akitomo, he spent most of his days at the fox sanctuary, caring for the animals there. Some had been brought in after being hit by a car and were recovering from the surgery, others had been found as baby still and were brought here to grow up before they would be released into the wild.
Yet some others had just one day wandered into the sanctuary and just had never left again, preferring to stay in the enclosed quarters as opposed to running around in the wild.
Uzumaki had three other people helping him take care of the foxes. A quiet man who constantly wore sunglasses and a large hood, who was called Aburame Shino and who mainly was assigned to take care of the recently wounded foxes. A younger man named Sarutobi Konohamaru, who did mainly odd jobs around the sanctuary and delighted in playing with the younger foxes and a blonde girl named Yamanaka Ino who worked here parttime and took up administering medicine to the foxes and giving the animals regular check-ups.
Uzumaki stood in for the business part of the sanctuary, but he could just as easily be seen flitting about in the place, helping out the others and taking care of the foxes on his own. Despite the many hours he spent here and the rushing about he did, he constantly wore a grin on his face and it was obvious that he was enjoying working here.
"So you're Naruto's new guard, hm?"
Akitomo looked to his left where Yamanaka was leaning her hip against the counter, one slim eyebrow raised. Uzumaki was just outside, still in Akitomo's view, laughing as he and Sarutobi attempted to bathe one of the smaller foxes who had managed to land smackdab in the middle of a mud pool.
He'd been shadowing Uzumaki for two weeks by this point and this was the first time anyone had approached him. "Yes, I am," he confirmed, even though it was useless, given how obvious it was who he was with the way he followed Uzumaki like a shadow.
"Guess Sasuke-kun doesn't give up at all," she smirked, stroking a piece of her hair behind her ear. "Given how tenacious businessmen tend to be, that's not a surprise."
"I suppose not," he muttered, realising that Uzumaki's colleagues probably only knew Uchiha as a successful businessman and not as the yakuza leader he was as well.
That was reasonable of course. No sense in letting too many people know what kind of business Uchiha did on the side.
"How is it, spending your time here at a fox sanctuary?" she inquired curiously.
"It's interesting," he admitted. "I hadn't even realised something like this existed."
She nodded. "Yeah, we're rather secluded and Naruto doesn't like to promote it too much, worried that some lunatics might want to hurt the foxes here."
"That has happened before?"
"Oh sure. Mainly farmers who think that a fox sanctuary here means their own animals are in danger," she replied and shook her head. "It's why the fencing is so high-tech, because some people were threatening to harm the foxes."
"They actually threatened him?" he said incredulously. Over a bunch of foxes? What kind of idiots were they?
"Yep, not the smartest of the bunch, those," she sighed. "As much as Naruto doesn't like relying financially on Sasuke-kun, he allowed him to pay for the fencing after some of those threats sounded a bit too realistic."
He had thought that the fences and the gates looked rather high-tech and expensive for someone who led a simple fox sanctuary, but hadn't paid it much thought. He was here to guard Uzumaki, not contemplate his finances. Uchiha's interference made sense; only he would be able to fork out such a large amount of money without even wincing.
He must really love this guy if he was willing to shell out money for a simple fox sanctuary.
Uzumaki didn't always spend entire days at the sanctuary. A couple of times in the week he drove over to his friend's house; a red haired man whose glare could rival that of Uchiha's and who had Akitomo on edge every time those green eyes of his passed over him.
He had no idea how Uzumaki – a generally likeable guy who loved to joke around and had a grin constantly playing around his mouth – had ever managed to befriend a surly, silent guy like Gaara, who looked like he preferred pulling out nails and cutting people up in his free time over cracking jokes and watching television. It made Akitomo wonder whether Gaara was part of the underworld as well. If he was, then he managed to stay under the radar rather well, considering that Akitomo had never heard of him before.
Friends he and Uzumaki were, though, and so Akitomo found himself frequently at Gaara's place, giving Uzumaki as much privacy as he could without neglecting his duties as a guard.
He accompanied him to his weekly grocery trips as well, and was there when he visited a doctor who he referred to as his grandmother, even though the resemblance between the two stopped at their blond hair.
The only times he could relax his guard duties was when Uzumaki was with Uchiha, be that at the latter's office, at a restaurant or at their house during the day. Even though he could lower his guard for a bit then, he was still supposed to be on duty and nearby, and there were times when he wished that wasn't the case, when Uchiha decided to show that Uzumaki wasn't there to merely look pretty.
Because Uzumaki tended to be quite loud during those times and Akitomo heard more than he would ever want to know about the private life of his bosses. He supposed he should count himself lucky that his duties weren't extended into the night if Uchiha was home, because he was fairly certain they would quickly drive him insane then.
Who knew his stoic boss had such great stamina and was apparently beyond insatiable?
Akimoto wished he didn't know that.
During one of his rare evenings off, he decided to go to his favourite pub. He'd been working as Uzumaki's personal guard for three months now and while the guy wasn't so high maintenance and wasn't bad to be around, Akitomo was glad that he had an evening off and could relax for a bit.
Spirits lifting at the sight of the pub at the end of the street, he started whistling softly to himself, putting his hands in his pockets. The end of January still had freezing temperatures and tonight was no exception; his breath leaving him in visible vapor clouds, almost looking like he was smoking.
Right as he walked past an alley, he noticed movement in the corner of his eye and he abruptly whirled around, narrowing his eyes. A red haired woman stepped out of the alley; dressed in a long, blue coat. She wore a pair of dark sunglasses, concealing her eyes, which set him immediately on edge.
Why would anyone wear sunglasses at nine thirty in the evening?
"Kurayami Akitomo?" she spoke coolly.
"Who's asking?" he questioned sharply; his fingers edging to the butterfly knife he kept hidden in his pocket at all times.
She smiled; a white flash in the dark. "My employer, N. He has an interesting offer to make to you. Care to listen?"
AN2: I'm ridiculously excited about what I'm planning for the next part, because I'm pretty sure it's a twist none of you will see coming :D You're free to make guesses of course!
So yes, this is the first part of my self-indulgence. I hope it wasn't too awful! Please leave your thoughts behind in a review; should you spot any mistakes, please point them out to me!
I hope to see you all back in the next part! Please stay safe and take care of yourselves!
Cuddles
Melissa
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