Fa�ade | By : Luma Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1014 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Façade
Author: Illuma
Fandom: Naruto
Feedback: Feedback is always welcome!
Dream: Wooh. Something to do with plot... Maybe. OMG! Did anybody read chapter 393-394?!
Itachi: Shut up...
Dream: No way dude! That was fucking crazy...
Itachi: Glares.
Dream: I mean wow... Itachi's got Sasuke backed into a wall, and what's he do? Pokes his forehead and collapses. And then... and then 394... Itachi's dead? Dx Nooo! I'ma go cry now... Although... Sasuke did look like he was crying tears of blood. Well it looked like blood anyways. o.o Wonder why. o-O
Itachi: -Grumbles-
Dream: Oh well. On with the chapter! Reviews are loved!
Dragon: Glad you liked it. nn
Jadejj: Oh my what will they do indeed. I don't actually know yet. XD
Sneakyfox: Sneaky sneaky good yes? XD He might have to do more stuff like that. -nods-
Nick: Eh. You might be right. Oh well.
Warnings: Short chapter alert! That's about it. I didn't have much to do with it because of who is in the chapter. Ah well.
Disclaimer: I still don't own it you know. I never have and I never will. It would be funny if I did though.
Yellow eyes darkened and narrowed at the silver haired man standing before him. Surely this was some kind of joke. It had to be. Kidomaru was not in the hands of ANBU... it was all a fucking lie!
To say the boss was pissed was more than an understatement, and might get you hurt. He was down right furious. One of his dumb ass bodyguards had been captured by ANBU. Not only that, they had no proof that ANBU had him other than his subordinates word. Yakushi Kabuto could be trusted to a certain degree, but that only went so far. Orochimaru couldn't trust anyone. Well almost anyone. He still had Kimimaro, but that man was still sick and would be sick for some time. Which left him with Yakushi.
Damn fools all of them! That Tayuya bitch had let ANBU get their dirty hands on one of his fucking bodyguards! The four of them knew enough about him to put him away for years. They weren't completely trusted, but the four people he had chosen to be his bodyguards knew quite a lot about him and his workings. This was decidedly not good. His first mistake was hiring them. His second mistake was letting them know things they didn't need to know. Fuck.
He was quite literally screwed now if they could get information out of the boy. He'd be damn lucky if the asshole told them the bare minimum like he'd been trained. At the very least he needed to get the asshole out and have him taken care of him. He was not going to risk exposure because some dumb fuck decided he wanted to go out and get drunk in ANBU territory. Why the hell didn't these assholes understand?
He was running illegal operations here! How fucking stupid could they be go out and get drunk close to the assholes that were after him? Granted these same assholes had little evidence on him, and not enough convincing proof to convict him. Fortunate for him. He didn't plan on getting caught.
“Get him out, Yakushi. I will not accept a failure on your part.”
“Yes sir,” the man replied, bowing low to his boss. “I will do everything I can to get him out. Shall I have him taken care of as well?”
“See that it happens. It will serve as a reminder to others what will happen if they get caught.”
“Yes sir,” the man replied with another low bow. “I shall go now then. May I ask though, what of Tayuya?”
“She is still useful to me. She will live.”
“Understood.” Kabuto pivoted on his heel and strode towards the door. He pulled it open and left the spacious office, closing the door quietly behind him.
Orochimaru glared at the man's retreating back before returning his attention to a file on his desk. He had someone looking into it, and they had finally discovered the whereabouts of the Uchiha brothers. Not exactly per se, but he knew they were back in Konoha now. Whoever they were with had a done a damn good job covering their tracks. It had almost been as though they'd disappeared off the face of the earth. He just needed to know what the boys were doing. He wanted them dead at any cost. Them and whoever they were with.
They knew things he didn't need them to know. They could testify against him, and damn near everyone knew about the massacre from eight years ago. Few knew he had played into it either, but he was sure by now that those boys knew. He couldn't afford to let them live. They had to die.
They would be found, and it would be done. The last Uchihas would finally be dead, and there would be two less witnesses to his deeds.
Although, there was one that was more important than them. Usami was her last name. He had killed her parents when she was sixteen. After that, he didn't really know what had happened to her. They had been looking for damn near fifteen years now, and still the woman was nowhere to be found. He doubted she was dead either. He wanted her found though. Found and killed. He didn't know it, but that woman could easily testify against and put him away for the rest of his life. Possibly get him a death sentence while she was at it. he hoped she didn't know much, but he didn't know what she knew. He didn't know who she was now, or what she had become since the death of her family.
He couldn't afford to let her live though. She would have to die as well. Granted she still had to be found, but she would die. She had to. He hated her. Just like he hated her parents. If he hadn't killed them when he had, he'd already be in jail.
The Usami's had known about his involvement as a Yakuza member. They knew who he had worked for, and they knew everything that organization had done. Orochimaru had left it though when he started up Hebi Corp. the Usami's were dead, just like several others that hated him and wanted him behind bars. He hated them in return, and killing them meant nothing. It had been a simple matter.
He closed the folder and pushed it to the side, his attention instead shifting to the flat screen monitor perched on one corner of his desk. Information about a company he was about to take over filled the screen's space. The take-over would be highly beneficial for him. Without looking, he couldn't remember what the company did, but it didn't matter. When the take-over was complete, the entire board of directors from said company would be removed and replaced with his own men. The company would be entirely under his control. No other way could ever possibly work.
He smirked at the thought. In less than twenty years, Orochimaru had gone from a lowly grunt to a rich and powerful man. The death of the Usami's had been the first step. The death of the Uchihas had pushed him up in leaps in bounds. It hadn't come at a better time either. He'd used money from his own drug trafficking to hire assassins to take out his boss and other leading men. The lower ranking members of the group learned of his actions, and not wanting to die, followed him instead.
He took over the boss's company and made it his own. It hadn't been as big as it was now, but with the influence he had gained and his skill with business management, the company had sky rocketed. Stock went up and was still going up every day. The purpose of the company had remained the same, but its name had changed to Hebi Corp about two years after he gained control. With his new found power, Orochimaru had set himself to the task of taking over smaller businesses, starting with mom and pop type stores. A few would be destroyed and be replaced by four star hotels and restaurants. He wasn't good at many things, but Orochimaru was a damn good businessman who just so happened to be a Yakuza boss.
A few years after the take-over, his power began to spread. He nearly controlled every business in Oto, and had begun taking over businesses in surrounding Cities. Kusa had been his next venture. He had gained business partners there, and had begun taking over. Starting with the smaller businesses and working his way up. Most businesses were under his control, either with him at the head, or the partner taking his orders. Either way, he was still on control of it.
Other cities had been a bit tricky, and he'd only been able to take over the smaller businesses. Leading corporations in those cities, he had been unable to take control of. It was fine though. For now anyways. Once he had the Uchiha and Usami corporations under his control, everything else would be easy to take over. It would be effortless.
Having taken a break from Japanese businesses, Orochimaru had begun spreading more of his power. He controlled corporations in China, Russia, Europe and about three in the U.S. The ones in the U.S. Were difficult to maintain. One of them was being taken over by a more powerful corporation, and he was unable to do much about it. fucking American bastards. He hated them all.
His eyes left the screen and ventured to the door. He needed someone who could find the Usami bitch. He doubted Yakushi would be up to the task. The question was, who? He had sent Yakushi to do it, but he knew the young man would fail. If only Kimimaro was well. He was more trusted than Yakushi was. The young man was only about twenty one or so, but he was special. Orochimaru would never say why, but it was so.
He scowled in thought. He needed someone who was more than capable of finding and eliminating Usami Sakaye. He needed them soon. He would need all a list of every available assassin. Usami Sakaye was going to die. The Uchiha brats would follow her shortly. With them out of the way, he would be free to do as he pleased. The world would be his.
TBC...
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