AIC | By : KuroKitsune Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2700 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 3
Sakura. That was the name of the stalker. Despite my Sasuke’s protests, Naruto called his P.I. friend Kiba. Kiba found out that her name was Sakura and she was 27 years old and she worked on the same floor as them.
She had a history of bad breakups, three restring orders, five harassment charges that where latter dropped and a history of mental illness. According to her file she was in therapy and on medication. The only reason she was hired at the company was her father was friends with Fugaku, Sasuke’s dad.
The only thing nobody could figure out was why she was so fixated on Sasuke.
“It would have to have been something big, you don’t just develop an obsession like this over night. You must have done or said something that triggered her to fixate on you,” Kiba was saying
“Why does it have to be big? She’s crazy, it could be as small as saying ‘Hi’ to her in the morning,” Sasuke said.
“That is a big thing for you. You only ever greet me in the morning and only because I bring you coffee,” Naruto said. Sasuke scowled at Kiba’s laugh.
So far, Kiba had not been what Sasuke had expected. He had a picture from Naruto’s stories, but actually meeting Kiba had been something else. Naruto had described a party boy, someone that dressed wildly with pricing galore and tattoos on his cheeks.
The Kiba he had met was similar but definitely not the same. He only had small hoop earrings and the tattoos where still their but his clothes where more normal. He almost seemed like a different person than the one Naruto had told him about, at least until he started talking.
He started off calling Naruto names while Naruto returned in kind. That lasted for a bit until Naruto introduced everyone. In short, they acted like old friends and Sasuke was jealous.
Unlike the two men, Akamaru perceived Sasuke’s building annoyance. The large white dog whined and laid down, his tail tucked close to his body. Even the gigantic dog who had seen war overseas was afraid of Sasuke in a dark mood.
Finally, dog-boy left. Akamaru had left several white hairs on the carpet of Sasuke’s office. He happened to be glaring at those when Naruto came back from showing Kiba and Akamaru to the elevator.
“You two seem awfully chummy,” Sasuke sneered without looking up.
“War buddies often are.” Naruto’s happy expression fell seeing Sasuke’s anger. He looked down where Sasuke was staring and saw the hair. “Are you angry about the dog hair? I’ll make sure it’s cleaned up.”
“That has nothing to do with anything,” Sasuke growled.
“What is your problem?” Naruto was starting to lose his cool too. “I asked if you minded him bringing his dog and you said it was fine.”
“This has nothing to do with the damn dog!”
“Then what’s got your panties in a twist?!”
“I told you I didn’t want anyone to look into this! You completely ignored my wishes on the matter!”
“I’m worried about you! You never expressly told me not to contact him. What harm is there in having him look? He found her! Now we can deal with her!”
“I really don’t fucking care about the crazy little bitch! You work for me, you should respect my wishes!"
"My job is to ensure your safety as much as anything else!"
Sasuke stood up. “Your job is carrying out my orders!”
“I am not your slave! I will take what measures I deem necessary to protect you!”
“You just wanted an excuse to call in dog-breath!”
“What?”
Sasuke stormed out.
“Where are you going?” Naruto demanded.
Sasuke was in the elevator pumping the close button before Naruto could put a hand between the elevator doors.
And that’s how he ended up here. Sasuke was at a dingy little bar across town getting hit on by a guy that didn’t understand all the subtle clues he was giving out. And by subtle it means the Glare Of Death and outright telling the guy to fuck off.
“So your place or mine?” Sasuke choked on his drink. He singled to the bar tender to give him another as he turned to the guy.
Had he been paying more attention he would have seen the blond haired girl beside him slid one in front of him while trying to get his attention.
“Look…”
“Sai.” the guy supplied.
“Sai, I’m sure you’re a nice guy and all but I’m only here to blow off some steam after a small tiff with my boyfriend. But no matter how pissed I get at him I’m not a cheater.” With that he tossed back the drink in front of him and walked off.
He never noticed the flabbergasted blond, or the the pink haired girl that followed him out.
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“Please Ino, I need your help,” the bubble gum haired girl begged her blond friend.
“Let me get this straight; you want me to go over there and give that gut this drink because your too nervous to do it.” The pinkette nodded. Ino sighted and finally nodded.
“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” The pinkette practically sang.
“Whatever, but you owe me one,” Ino said. The pinkette merrily nodded some more.
Ino took the drink out of the pinkette’s hand and walked over to a dark haired boy. He was really cute but kinda gave off that ‘go away’ vibe.
‘No wonder Sakura was nervous,’ Ino thought.
Ino saw the man choke at something his companion said and placed the drink in front of him. “Excuse me,” she said.
“Look…”
“Sai.” the guy supplied.
“Sai, I’m sure you’re a nice guy and all but I’m only here to blow off some steam after a small tiff with my boyfriend. But no matter how pissed I get at him I’m not a cheater.” With that he tossed back the drink in front of him and walked off.
Ino stood there absolutely flabbergasted. She had not pegged the raven for gay.
“Well that was disappointing,” Sai said. He looked Ino over, knocked back the remains of his drink and moved on to another dark haired man. Ino went looking for her pink haired friend only to find her gone.
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Everything was going fuzzy. His vision blurred, every sound sounded like it came from far away and he could feel himself weaving as if he was drunk, but he didn't drink enough to be drunk. Finally, he stumbled into a wall.
Sasuke pulled out his phone and speed dialed Naruto.
"Sasuke! Are you okay? Where are you?" Naruto bombarded him worriedly before Sasuke could say anything.
"I . . . I don't know. Help," he slurred. Sasuke's body was beginning to shut down. The phone fell from his hand and slid into the shadows. Even if Naruto said anything more, Sasuke wouldn't be able to hear it anyway. It was a struggle to stay awake and one he was losing.
"Oh, my God! Are you okay?" a gentle voice finally reached his ears from over an ocean of blurred sound.
Sasuke tried to call for Naruto, but he couldn't be sure the word made it out. He looked up and all he could see was a pale pink blur. Something about the color sparked a memory but his befuddled brain just could not play connect-the-dots right now.
"Don't worry I will take good care of you," the pink think said. At least Sasuke thought it was the pink thing. At this point, he really couldn't tell. Or care. Sasuke's mind was shutting down completely. The last thing he remembered was a soft feeling on his lips and thinking, 'Naruto.'
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