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The writer and the dom	By : sameyler Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Itachi/Naruto Views: 2658 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: i do not own naruto nor do i make any money from writing this story.

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Redone two) everything is new from here on out. I have a write track account with the pen name of DeeGee if your on there you can check out my progress on fics and est word counts and finish dates. Though they may be done before the date on the charts. On a side note I hope to get one or two updates for these chapter fics done up before Nano starts in Nov.
Another side note I just feel like sharing went to get lunch came home with two pet red slider turtles.

Naruto ungracefully hung half way off his bed with his computer sitting on the floor while the open word processer mocked him from afar. With a low growl, he tossed a blanket over the screen of his laptop so that it would stop mocking him. He couldn't understand what was wrong with him and why he couldn't write a single damn thing.
He drummed his fingers on his chest and let his mind play over some of the many different scenarios he could attempt. His imagination was at work, but every time he tried to write something, his mind went to the source of inspiration. After a while, Naruto had to admit it. He just wasn't in a writing mood, that's all there was to it.
He looked up the setting sun, it was going to be a nice night but it was too bad he was still trying to start that damned book. Not to mention the other piles of work he had yet to finish; several books, all with deadlines that were fast approaching.
These last two weeks, he had not written a thing. The writer couldn't focus, because every time he opened that pad, he would wonder about the person who had given him the information.
As if his life was not hectic enough, he had kept thinking about that one meeting. Naruto hated having an over active mind. He would start something then get distracted by a new idea or project. It made him feel like a kid still in school, when really he was already 22. It made him feel worthless.
'This is starting to become a big problem,' Naruto sighed as he started back to his bedroom. The writer picked up his note book with the information Itachi had given him. He wasn't sure if he should call him, he wasn't if the older man would answer if he did. For all Naruto knew. Itachi might have the writer his phone number because of common courtesy.
On the other hand, maybe he could email him to say that he had a few more questions. The writer could ask if they could meet somewhere public. That would work, right? Then he could hopefully get this out of his system. And moreover, be able to focus on something other than the sexual aspect. Itachi had left such an impression on him, and now he couldn't help but focus on the dom...
Naruto slipped to the floor and lazily pulled his laptop into his lap. There was nothing wrong with a professional meeting, right? Just a meeting between an author and a Dom. He would treat it like any other meeting for research, and ignore that fact that this Dom was a living and breathing sex god.
The writer now had to think about how to start it. Should he go with the traditional 'Dear Itachi'? Or should he do something less formal, like a 'Hi'? He shook his head as he started tapping away at the keyboard. Naruto just did what he would normally do.
Good morning, Itachi-San
I was hoping to have a chance to ask you a few more questions about you so that I can continue the work on my book. I was hoping maybe we could meet for coffee whenever you have some time so I can ask away.
In addition, if you want to, you may read the progress I've made so far. Don't worry; I plan to mention you in the dedications at the beginning of the book.
Thank you,
Naruto
Naruto hit the send button before he could change his mind. Now he would just eat his lunch, and hopefully he would hear from Itachi soon.
Naruto stood and walked back into the living room and out onto the balcony to stare at the city below. Maybe he would go out for dinner; it would probably be a day or two before he could expect to hear from Itachi anyway. The writer brought his laptop with him just in case he thought of anything while he was out. Yes, that sounded like a better plan than sitting around doing nothing and being completely unproductive. He left hoping he'd make more progress somewhere else in the city.
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Itachi awoke and slowly rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He hadn't slept in a few days thanks to Sasuke moving his slaves into their home. He needed a sound proof room. The death glares worked on the slaves, but they hadn't worked on Sasuke in years. He scoffed to himself, the man needed to put his foot down, but when Sasuke would call him 'nii-san' or something that pulled his heart strings, he would shamefully have to admit to giving in. Therefore, Itachi worked nights and Sasuke played with his slaves during the day because he found it funny to push Itachi's buttons.
Itachi slowly got out of his bed, running long slim fingers through silky black hair, maybe he would post Sasuke's baby pictures on Fetlife, so that all the Dom's and Sub's from the club could see. It wasn't the best revenge, but it was a start.
Itachi smirked as he moved to his computer desk. Slowly he lit up the screen and opened his family photos folder first, before he opened the browser and then his bookmarks. Itachi looked up in the corner and noticed that he had new mail. Very few people had his personal email so he checked it whenever he got something, but so help him god if it was another chain letter from Kisame, he would kill the male for it.
Itachi's smirk returned when he stared at the sender's name, oh this was definitely a good surprise. His smirk morphed into a seductive smile as he hit the reply button.
Naruto
I would be glad to meet you for lunch, and many other things, if you like. I would like that more than coffee, you could meet me in an hour at Pein's Pleasurable Lunch Shop. It is a food establishment solely for Dom's and others that have special relationships. If you need directions, you can find them at the bottom.
I think it will also be insightful for you, and we can take our time there and talk about anything you like, and we can get to know each other on a more personal basis.
I would love to see the progress, however, that could wait for the next date. If you really want to, bring it anyways and we'll go over it after we eat.
I'm really looking forward to seeing you,
Itachi.
Itachi quickly sent the message and shut down his computer. Standing, he walked over to his closet to find the best outfit for his date with Naruto.
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Naruto had just lifted the chopsticks to his mouth when he opened the message without thinking. He looked at the message then his ramen, then back to the message. This third bowl would his last for the night.
The chopsticks hit the bowl when he finished the message. A few beads of sweat gathered on his forehead, a date with a Dom? This was, well, he didn't know what it was. He ignored the curious glances from the old man and his daughter as a nervous chuckle escaped the boy's lips.
He wasn't sure why meeting with Itachi made him so nervous, but it did. Naruto tried to ignore the butterflies is as he hurried to finish his ramen.
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