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Deception - COMPLETE	By : kizukatana Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 11939 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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-xXx-
Orochimaru looked at the paper that Anko handed him. It was a photocopy of the hand written notes in the pages of a police officer's notebook, documenting an interview with a homeless man that had taken place four years ago.
Orochimaru stared at it for several minutes, then looked up at the female attorney. "Why did Kabuto never bring this to my attention? Who was the prosecuting attorney on this case?"
"Kabuto. But the records went missing before there was even an indictment. He might never have seen this. Plus the boy was deemed to be a minor midway through the case preparations and the case was transferred to juvie."
Orochimaru frowned. He would have to reprimand Kabuto for this oversight. If not for Anko, it would have cost him his leverage over Naruto, and in turn over Sasuke.
"If the records went missing, how did you get this?"
"The officer's widow kept all his notebooks."
"Widow?" Orochimaru asked sharply.
"The officer was killed in a hit and run three months after this interview took place."
"And the homeless man, this witness?"
"Found dead of a drug overdoes three days later," Anko said. "There is also something you should know about the interview you had me skip last weekend with Naruto. It seems he and Itachi had an interesting exchange."
Orochimaru drummed his fingers on his desk while he listened to Anko describe what she had learned about the events of last weekend from her discussion with the interviewing officer. His gaze was drawn back to the paper in front of him. Orochimaru definitely had leverage over Naruto now. This knowledge... with this knowledge he could make the boy do anything.
The question was... was it worth the risk? There were few people that Orochimaru could say he truly feared. The name mentioned in this interview, though, was at the top of his list.
-xXx-
Sasuke was surprised that Itachi had been able to keep their weekly dinner on Saturday. The Akatsuki case had Itachi so busy that Sasuke hadn't heard from him in days. Itachi looked exhausted, and Sasuke was worried. Mostly for his brother's health, though Itachi always seemed to be able to handle anything.
A small piece of his worry was also that Itachi would somehow find out about what had happened between him and Naruto through the course of the investigation. Sasuke didn't feel apologetic about what had happened... Naruto was (apparently) and adult, and Sasuke hadn't forced him. But he also knew how his brother would react, and didn't want to deal with that. He also admitted to himself that he didn't want Itachi to find out because he would likely confront Orochimaru to ensure that there was no further interaction between Sasuke and Naruto. And after not seeing the blond for more than a week, Sasuke knew he wanted it to happen again. Badly enough that twice he had almost contacted Orochimaru rather than waiting for the man to call him. Almost. But in the end, his pride and sense of self preservation had stopped him. Orochimaru would come to him. Sasuke would wait.
Sasuke happened to glance up as two men walked into the restaurant. And froze.
Naruto.
Sasuke's eyes raked over the blond, taking in how he looked in his tight black jeans, fitted burnt orange T-shirt, and black blazer. The restaurant had a dress code. Men must wear a jacket. Most came in suits, but many of the younger men pulled off the same look as Naruto, managing to look both casual and formal at the same time. Naruto looked older somehow, his face serious and alert, scanning the faces that surrounded him as Orochimaru approached the hostess likely to inquire about the readiness of their table. Sasuke wondered if Orochimaru were taking the blond on a date, or if this was business. While the notion of Naruto involved sexually with Orochimaru sent a wave of nausea through him, the business-like expression on Naruto's face said it was doubtful.
Sasuke belatedly realized that Itachi had stopped talking and turned to see what had so fully captured Sasuke's attention. Orochimaru had noticed them, and started to walk over with Naruto following behind. A brief concern settled in Sasuke's stomach as he considered the possibility that Orochimaru was here to disclose Sasuke's indiscretion with the boy to Itachi, and demand some sort of additional favor for keeping his silence. But if the state of New York viewed Naruto as an adult, the downside was minimal. Sasuke had already laid out contingency plan, and it would ensure that Orochimaru came out with more damage than Sasuke. It would be unpleasant, but he wasn't worried.
The creepy, yellowish eyes of the older man had latched onto them as he approached them.
Naruto's eyes met Sasuke's and they widened in shock. Clearly Naruto at least had had no idea that they would be meeting this evening. He saw the blond shoot an angry glare at Orochimaru, but the older man either didn't see it or chose to ignore it. Sasuke felt some relief that Naruto, at least, was not trying to set him up. Whatever was about to happen, the blond wasn't orchestrating it.
"Itachi-san, Sasuke-kun," Orochimaru said, bowing politely. The two men murmured their greetings, standing to return the polite gesture before returning to their seats. "What a pleasant surprise to see the two of you here this evening. Are you finished with your meal or just getting started?"
Sasuke narrowed his eyes, willing to bet anything that the man already knew the answer to this, but Itachi simply said, "We just sat down. Would the two of you care to join us?"
"Thank you, Itachi-san. I believe you already know Uzumaki Naruto," Orochimaru said smoothly, observing the reaction of the two men closely.
Naruto greeted the brothers briefly, wondering whether Sasuke had told Itachi of his dealings with him or not. Sasuke's face was impassive, revealing no sign of discomfort or surprise at seeing him here.
A waiter appeared and added two place settings. Orochimaru took the seat next to Itachi, and Naruto sat across from him next to Sasuke.
"Naruto-kun is serving as my personal security. I asked him to accompany me this evening as things have been... unsettled... in the community since Nagato's unfortunate passing."
Sasuke noticed Naruto's hand tense at the words, and he wondered what Naruto felt about the death his former employer. But Orochimaru had already dropped the subject and was moving on to something else.
"Itachi-san, I hear that you and Naruto-kun had in interesting conversation just the other day. It seemed... very intimate."
Sasuke glanced sharply to his brother, whose eyes were fixed on Orochimaru. "I was observing a fruitless interview with him at the station, if that is what you are referring to," Itachi said with seeming disinterest.
"Yes, but then I heard that you spoke together in Japanese. Was there something that you didn't want the interviewing officer to hear, I wonder? Somehow the recording of that session was erased. I heard that there was some concern over why that was."
"You hear many things for a man not employed by either the police department or the district attorney's office, Orochimaru-san," there was a slight warning in Itachi's voice, but Orochimaru simply smiled.
"I am just looking out for my employee. My attorney represents him, after all, and I had wanted to hear the interview. I would hate for Naruto-kun to say something that would get him in trouble. He is so young, after all." Orochimaru slanted a knowing glance to Sasuke, and Sasuke had to steel himself from reacting. Itachi saw the exchanged glance and it made him pause. There was only one reason Naruto's age would be an issue for Sasuke.
Naruto rolled his eyes at all the double-speak. He hated shit like this. He understood now completely what Gaara had meant when he said Naruto would not be a good fit with Orochimaru's approach. "Look, I told Itachi that I thought the guy who was interviewing me was an idiot. I didn't exactly want the cop to hear, and it was a pretty safe bet he couldn't speak Japanese. And if you were so worried about my well-being, Orochimaru-sama, then you should have let Anko come instead of telling her to wait three hours before showing up."
Orochimaru frowned. He hadn't been aware that Anko had disclosed this piece of information to Naruto. Of course, the boy probably would have figured it out without her help, but it gave Orochimaru pause. He had never fully trusted her the way he did Kabuto, but she was incredibly useful. He would need to watch her more closely. Especially with Naruto.
"I didn't know that you had such a close relationship with Itachi-san that you would feel the need to discuss something like that with him," Orochimaru said, watching both Itachi's and Naruto's expressions. Itachi's face was inscrutable. Naruto knew his was not, but he needed to play this properly. By now he had realized the purpose of this 'coincidental' meeting with the Uchihas. It was this conversation. Orochimaru was suspicious, and wanted to see if there was a relationship between him and Itachi.
"Itachi was decent at the station when they brought us in," Naruto said, looking down at his napkin. It was the truth. Naruto had remembered the man, and been surprised by how honorable he had seemed. Most of the cops would have been just as happy to see them die, and save the taxpayers the expense of the trial. "He was the only one who seemed honestly concerned about us. And he's been fair, especially with Konan. So..." Naruto's gaze flicked to Itachi, then back to his napkin. "... thanks. Anyway, I just figured he should know the guy he had interviewing me was an idiot and wasting his time." Naruto had a small blush on his cheeks, seemingly embarrassed by what he had said. In truth he was embarrassed. He could count on one had the number of people who had ever shown concern for his safety and well-being without wanting something specific in return. Itachi had been one of them. He remembered the panic in the older man's voice when he realized Naruto was injured and bleeding. He had been surprised, and slightly grateful, even if it had led to him landing in a hospital.
Itachi knew that - in part - Naruto was being truthful. He was explaining to Itachi why he had warned him and at the same time trying to calm Orochimaru about the nature of their conversation and relationship. And Naruto was telling just enough of the truth that it came across as completely honest. All he had left out was the implicit warning about Orochimaru's interest in Itachi and Sasuke. Through his career as an attorney, Itachi had developed almost a sixth sense at detecting deception. He knew that Naruto wasn't a good liar, but evidently the boy had found a mechanism for getting around the issue by using statements close enough to the truth that they disguised the lie.
Orochimaru seemed satisfied. Itachi noticed, though, that Orochimaru's glance had shifted to Sasuke. When Itachi turned to look at his brother, he was shocked at the burning look that was leveled at him. It was one that he hadn't seen in years. Why is Sasuke jealous?
A tiny smile appeared on Orochimaru's thin lips, and it made Itachi shiver. Something was very wrong.
Just then their waiter appeared. "Could I get you gentlemen some drinks while you look at the menu?"
Itachi, Sasuke, and Orochimaru all ordered drinks, but Naruto shook his head. "I don't drink, thanks," he said, indicating he'd stick with just water.
Sasuke raised a brow, clearly remembering the drink Naruto had had in his apartment the other evening. "I only use alcohol in mouthwash. Good for killing germs or whatever," Naruto drawled slightly, his eyes glinting with suppressed laughter.
Sasuke felt his eyes narrow, but realizing that both his brother and Orochimaru were watching him intently, he schooled his features to his usual mask of indifference.
Orochimaru felt positively gleeful as he watched the nonverbal exchange between the two younger men. This was far better than he could have hoped. Naruto had not only apparently captured Sasuke's interest, but he seemed to be creating friction between the brothers, something that Orochimaru had not ever thought would be possible.
He decided that it was in fact worth the risk to use the information he had gleaned to bind Naruto to him. He would just be extremely careful to create a good enough plan that the significant risks could be mitigated. If he could have both Sasuke and Itachi, he would no longer need Kabuto's services. Any of them. He fought hard to keep his feral grin concealed behind his polite demeanor.
Naruto's attention was drawn to a man in a corner table by the rear exit to the restaurant. He had noticed him arrive shortly after he and Orochimaru had. The conversation between Orochimaru and the Uchihas had shifted to business and political matters, neither of which were of interest to him. Naruto shot a glance to Orochimaru to get his attention. "The man at the corner table. Is he yours?"
Orochimaru didn't even glance over. "Why would I have brought secondary protection?"
Naruto simply nodded, then placed his napkin on the table. "Please excuse me for a moment," he said, rising and walking casually over to where the man was sitting, aware of three pairs of eyes following him.
The three watched as Naruto bent and, placing a hand on the man's shoulder, whispered something to him. The man paled, and his glance shifted fractionally to where Orochimaru was sitting, then down to where Naruto's other hand was resting in the pocket of his blazer. He stood, and followed Naruto out the rear of the building. Orochimaru resumed the conversation to draw attention away from Naruto's actions. Fifteen minutes later, Naruto returned to the restaurant. He called the water over and - after a brief conversation - paid what appeared to be the other man's bill before heading to the men's room.
He returned a few minutes later and took his seat next to Orochimaru.
"Was there a problem?" Orochimaru asked casually, glancing at the scrapes across the back of Naruto's knuckles.
"No," Naruto said calmly, but with a hint of annoyance. "Though next time you set a test for me, you might want to consider the costs."
Orochimaru raised a brow. The man he had paid to follow them to see if Naruto would notice him was not one of his regulars, but had come highly recommended. The fact that Naruto had spotted him almost immediately, and had been able to make the man reveal his employer annoyed him. Itachi and Sasuke watched the exchange with interest. Orochimaru wondered if Naruto had killed the man, which would be problematic for him. But he would have to wait until the privacy of the car ride to find out. Aside from the social impropriety of the topic, one does not discuss a potential murder in front of someone from the district attorney's office. And if Naruto was truly foolish enough to have killed him with so many witnesses to their interaction... then Orochimaru would leave him to his fate.
The rest of the dinner passed relatively uneventfully. Orochimaru, Itachi and Sasuke continued their discussion of business and politics, which Naruto largely ignored in favor of scanning the restaurant and its inhabitants. He felt Sasuke's eyes on him, particularly when he'd place a bit of food in his mouth, but he was careful to avoid making anything but fleeting eye contact with the man. He had to admit that Sasuke was an amazingly attractive man. Seeing him next to his brother, he realized that Sasuke's looks might actually be natural, and not enhanced, given the similarity between the brothers. But he was not about to indicate by any look or gesture that he found the man anything other than pampered and useless. He didn't want Orochimaru to take it as a sign he had enjoyed his previous assignment. And he also... just really wanted to piss the younger Uchiha off. He didn't know exactly why, but somehow, he got great pleasure in seeing the flashes of annoyance in Sasuke's nearly expressionless eyes that Naruto's refusal to fawn over him was creating.
When they were in the limousine heading back to Orochimaru's brownstone, Orochimaru finally asked him.
"Is he dead?"
"No, but he will be sending you his medical bills."
Orochimaru decided not to press the matter further. "I was pleased with you tonight. I have decided to keep you on."
Naruto turned, narrowing his eyes. "Why would I agree to that? It was clear you didn't really need my protection. If you want to avoid being followed, it seems the easier route would be for you to simply quit paying people to follow you. You've been refunded my bail money since the charges were dropped. I can get the police department to pay my medical bills, given that they were the ones responsible for my injuries. That leaves just Anko's fees. And I can pay for those."
Orochimaru looked at him, and Naruto was disconcerted by the fact that he seemed amused. "So, are you turning in your resignation?"
"I think it's pretty clear after tonight that you don't need me, and it's also clear that I don't work the way you do. I'm not good at deception and political double-speak. It honestly just annoys me."
"We came away from this evening with very different conclusions, but that is not surprising," Orochimaru said, still seeming completely confident. "I think that you will find working for me to your great advantage. And walking away... extremely dangerous."
Naruto waited, knowing that Orochimaru was withholding something from him, but not sure what it was. In his experience, staying silent was the best approach in these situations. After a few moments, Orochimaru spoke.
"I know who is hunting you. And I know why."
Naruto's blood froze, and he went perfectly still. He glanced surreptitiously at the door of the limousine. They were locked. He wondered where the button was to release them was, or if he should just kick the window out and jump. If Orochimaru was delivering him to that man, he would be an idiot to remain in the car. They were still in midtown, and only going about 20 miles per hour on the Hudson River Parkway due to the heavy weekend traffic. It would be a tough landing, but his chance of survival was better than it would be if he was right about what was going to happen.
"I don't know where he is. I have never had the occasion to meet him. But I can help you find him," Orochimaru said quickly, correctly reading the tension in Naruto's body as being posed for flight.
Naruto paused. He wasn't being handed over? No one would willingly involve themselves in this situation. "Why would you help me?"
Orochimaru smiled. "Because I want the Uchihas more than I fear the person you are playing cat and mouse with."
Naruto looked at him flatly. "Then you are an idiot."
"Perhaps. But I have vast resources and networks that I will make available to you, as long as you do what I ask. You are trying to find him before he finds you. It is your only option. I don't know yet how the two of you came into contact, but I know that you saw his face and can describe him. And I know you killed his partner, even though the charges were dropped. As you said, I would be a fool to want to involve myself too much in this situation. I won't actively help you against him, but I will allow you to use my contacts to gather information and try to find him on your own."
"Those charges were dismissed," Naruto said, knowing it was irrelevant, but feeling exposed and defensive.
"I read the officer's interview notes."
"I thought those went missing."
Orochimaru just smiled.
Naruto took a breath, then blew it out slowly. He knew he could not trust this man. "And if I refuse?"
Orochimaru's smile thinned maliciously. "Then I will use all my considerable resources to be sure that he knows exactly where you are at all times. Your picture will be in every newspaper, and there will be people following you every minute of every day, cataloging every friend and acquaintance you have. You know how... thorough... he can be. All he'd have to do is look up, and he'd see you. And everyone you have ever cared about will die before he finally kills you as well."
Naruto sat there. He couldn't trust what Orochimaru said, but he knew the man would make good on his threat. He could hide himself and probably Gaara. But there were others... Sakura, Kakashi, Hidan, Dei, Konan... even Itachi and Sasuke. Some of them had actual lives that couldn't be walked away from, and they would be killed just for having even tentative associations with him in the fear that Naruto had said something. Of course, Orochimaru didn't seem to realize that he would also be on that list. Naruto wondered if the man were stupid, or bluffing. Or crazy. "So, what do you want from me?"
"For now, I simply want you to live in my brownstone. Things have progressed further than I had anticipated with your interaction with the Uchiha brothers, and I need to decide what the best course of action will be."
Naruto slowly nodded. "Ok."
"We can go to your place now and get your things."
Naruto's face hardened. "No. There's nothing I need there. You can purchase whatever clothing or weapons I require."
Orochimaru was displeased, but he knew that Naruto simply wanted to ensure that he did not discover where he lived. Likely because he was protecting someone who lived with him, or visited frequently.
"Very well. Out of curiosity, though, why did Nagato take you into his organization after you killed one of his lieutenants?"
Naruto looked at him, but remained silent.
"Are you refusing to answer the question? I thought we just discussed the price of disobedience."
"Honestly..." Naruto's face softened slightly, "... I didn't understand why he didn't just kill me when we first met. When he picked me up from the courthouse when I was being released, I assumed that's what was going to happen."
"But he didn't?"
"No. He offered me a job instead. Look, I'll do what you want. But in addition to access to your network, I want you to get me access to Hidan and Deidara. They won't let me visit them. You fix that, let me use your organization's resources, and I'll do what you want."
-xXx-
Three days later, Sasuke opened a large envelope that was in with his mail. He pulled out the contents, and stared, a frown marring his brow. Inside were photos of him. Walking to his car, getting coffee across the street from his office, there were even photos taken of him in his kitchen, though clearly they had been taken through a telephoto lens from a building nearby through his penthouse window. With them was a simple note. "Leave town."
He stared at it for a bit. It was not the first time he had been stalked. He picked up the phone in his apartment and called down to security.
"Jugo. Has anyone tried to come up to my apartment, or been asking about me in the past month?"
"No sir. I would have reported anything unusual to you immediately."
"It appears I have another stalker. Just let me know if you notice anything unusual. And go through the security cameras for the past week or two... just double-check that there is no one hanging around that shouldn't be."
"Do you wish me to inform the police, Sasuke-san?"
"Not at this stage. All that was sent were some photos and a note telling me to leave town. I've definitely had worse."
There was a slight pause, as Jugo clearly didn't agree with this decision. But the guard said, "Ok. But if I see anything suspicious, I'm calling the police immediately."
"Of course, Jugo."
Sasuke hung up, put the letters in a file and stored them in his desk. Then he finished getting ready for bed.
The next morning he was awoken by someone sitting on his bed. He didn't need to open his eyes to recognize the presence. "Itachi. Let me guess. Jugo called you," Sasuke slowly opened his eyes.
"I would have preferred if you called me. Since I know you won't, I ask Jugo to keep me informed."
Sasuke sighed. Being angry at Jugo was pointless. No matter who it was, he knew his brother would always find a way to be informed on all aspects of his life. Although there was one significant event that Itachi had not yet managed to learn about. Thank god.
"Have you had any run-ins with Orochimaru recently?"
Sasuke briefly wondered if his brother were literally able to read his mind. "You mean aside from the dinner that we had with him a few nights ago?"
Itachi looked at him. "What are you not telling me?"
Sasuke closed his eyes. It was too early in the morning for this. "Itachi, I have no idea who sent the pictures. It's not like this is the first stalker I've ever had. There has been no sign that anyone has actually been in the apartment building at all. As long as this is just some crazy person from a distance, it doesn't meet the bar for going to the police. All they will say is 'if I see anything suspicious, call them'."
Itachi just looked at him flatly. "What are you not telling me?" he repeated.
"Nothing related to this. Itachi, I'm twenty-five years old. You don't need to monitor my every move anymore."
Itachi place two fingers on his brother's forehead, pressing his head slightly deeper into the pillows. "But you're still my little brother. I'm always going to worry about you," he shifted on the bed so he was reclining on a pillow next to Sasuke. "Naruto warned me that Orochimaru is... still fixated on us. I think we should have the police look into this."
"How well do you know Naruto?" Sasuke asked, his tone causing Itachi to raise his brow in question.
"What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean. Orochimaru implied that there was something going on between you. He's half your age."
Itachi regarded his brother for a moment. There were six years separating them, but sometimes Itachi felt more like Sasuke's father then his older brother. "You find him attractive."
Sasuke stood. "Don't be annoying. He's a felon who probably didn't even finish high school. I'm going to take a shower. I have work this morning. I am assuming you do as well."
"Fine. But I'm going to talk with the police. I want someone watching your apartment."
Sasuke didn't answer. He knew it would be fruitless to argue, and he doubted that the police would consent to monitoring him with no clear threat even if Itachi requested it.
-xXx-
Orochimaru stood in Itachi's office. "Thank you for seeing me, Itachi-san, Sasuke-kun" Orochimaru began smoothly.
"I was surprised to receive your request to meet with my brother and me this morning," Itachi said, his face cold as he skipped the formalities of greeting the older man.
"Yes, I heard some disturbing news that someone has threatened Sasuke-kun, and I wanted to discuss the matter with you and offer my assistance."
"Are you the one who sent the photos to Sasuke?" Itachi cut to the chase, his voice cold and hard.
"No. It actually goes directly against my interests to try to drive Sasuke away," Orochimaru said, knowing that any attempt at evading Itachi's query would be counter-productive.
"And what exactly are your interests when it comes to my brother, Orochimaru?"
Orochimaru noted the absence of the honorific, but didn't comment. He knew how dangerous Itachi was when it came to protecting his brother. Orochimaru honestly felt lucky that he was merely being watched by the police if Itachi suspected him of this. Itachi was known for always playing by the rules, and winning due to his ruthless intellect rather than under-handed means. But Orochimaru knew that all bets were off when Itachi's brother was involved.
"I have only the highest regard for you and your brother, Itachi-san. All I have ever desired is a closer linking of our interests. Anything that threatens either of you I consider a personal affront to my own. I want to help to identify who is behind this. The police have informed me that they will have someone monitoring Sasuke-kun's apartment building. But I have... avenues of search that are not open to them."
Itachi narrowed his eyes that the police had chosen to inform Orochimaru of their surveillance before they had consulted him. But he wasn't surprised. Orochimaru had several informants on the squad.
"I also would be willing to volunteer the services of one of my men to serve as Sasuke-kun's personal security until this matter is resolved," Orochimaru said.
"Absolutely not," Itachi stated flatly. He had actually tried to talk Sasuke into hiring some personal security earlier that day, but Sasuke had brushed it off as an over-reaction at this stage. He noticed, though, how Sasuke had stiffened at Orochimaru's offer.
"It is someone you are already familiar with, I believe. Uzumaki Naruto."
Itachi was watching his brother's face. And the look that flashed across at the mention of the blond's name was... possessive.
Itachi narrowed his eyes. Somehow, Naruto and Sasuke had met, and something had happened between them. Itachi wondered what the circumstances had been, and how Orochimaru was involved. But he knew better than to ask the question directly, especially in his office where the answer could be overheard.
"Very well," Sasuke said, earning a sharp look from Itachi. "But he doesn't stay in my house, and he only accompanies me to events when I deem protection necessary."
Itachi studied first his brother, then Orochimaru in the silence that greeted this statement. Orochimaru was clearly waiting for Itachi's reaction. Itachi knew that Orochimaru very well could be behind this threat. If so, then likely his entire purpose was to get Naruto and Sasuke together. But Itachi knew that Naruto was not fully under Orochimaru's influence, and that Orochimaru was not aware of this. And Itachi had learned more about the boy's history. Naruto was dangerous. Though in these circumstances, that was almost a benefit.
He took a quick breath as his mind raced through the thoughts and potential scenarios. In the end, Itachi trusted Naruto. And whether Orochimaru was behind this or not, if someone was targeting his brother with physical harm, Naruto was more qualified than anyone else Itachi could think of to protect him. What was the old saying? It takes a crook to catch a crook.
"I thought you didn't want protection," Itachi said, making one last minor push to derail this, though he could see in Sasuke's eyes that the decision was already final.
"I'm tired of wasting any more time talking about this. Everyone seems to think I need more security for a brief time. Fine," Sasuke turned to look at Orochimaru. "Just make sure to dress him properly. If he is going to be accompanying me, I can't be seen with an Abercrombie reject."
Sasuke worked to keep his features impassive. He wanted this. He was used to getting what he wanted, and the fact that he had to resort to less-than-savory tactics might have stung his pride slightly, but in the end that only fueled his desire to do it. Part of it, perhaps, was the lack of interest that Naruto had shown. It was possible that this was simply the old cliché of the thrill of the chase. Sasuke had never had to chase. Never.
Besides, he didn't want a relationship with the blond. He just wanted to work him out of his system. This was the perfect opportunity to do so.
Orochimaru smiled, as though reading Sasuke's thoughts. "Of course. I will have him come by your office this afternoon to review your schedule and discuss your needs."
Sasuke frowned. "I have a tight schedule for the rest of the day. I don't want to waste my time with this, or have him disrupting my office."
"Very well. I can have him drop by your home after dinner. You can let him know of all your requirements at that time." With that, Orochimaru took his leave.
"Sasuke," Itachi said when they were finally alone. "What the hell are you doing?"
"I thought you wanted me to have protection."
"Yes, protection. You have no idea who this person is. Naruto could be an assassin. You certainly wouldn't be the first person he has killed."
Sasuke stilled, but found himself curious rather than afraid. "Really?"
"Despite what we have on file, we really don't know what this guy's identity is, much less his age."
Sasuke didn't miss the implication that Itachi had clearly figured out Sasuke's intent to use this situation for more than security purposes.
"Well, I hardly think it would be fair to hold me to a higher standard than the state of New York. If our entire police and legal departments can't figure out this guy's age, I'm not going to worry about it."
"I hope you know what you're doing," Itachi sent his parting shot as Sasuke walked out his door.
. . . .
Sasuke grabbed the silver tongs and dropped two ice cubes into the tumbler, pouring an amber liquid over them. He swirled the liquid in the glass for a moment, looking at Naruto as the boy removed his shoes. It was 10pm, and Sasuke had to be up by 5am for a meeting the next morning. "Take off your shirt."
Naruto narrowed his eyes and didn't move. When he first walked in and saw Sasuke standing behind the bar, he had thought the Uchiha was naked. He was shirtless, but Naruto then noticed the waistband of what looked like black silk sleeping pants he could barely see from above the black granite countertop.
"Take off your shirt and come here," Sasuke repeated, taking a slow swallow from his glass. Naruto did not allow his eyes to linger on the sight of how the pale man's throat muscles moved when he swallowed, nor the finely sculpted form of his chest and arms. Much more defined than Naruto would have expected.
"Why?" Naruto asked casually, though he already knew the answer. Had known it from the second that Orochimaru had told him to meet Sasuke in his home late at night to discuss his schedule and 'other needs'.
Sasuke walked out from behind the bar, the impressive tent in his silk pants clearly evident. He stood casually, leaning back against the counter much as he had the last time Naruto was in his apartment.
Sasuke watched Naruto, reading the glance that the blue-eyed man slid over his body, noting that there was no surprise registered. Naruto had accepted the assignment of being his temporary security. Given their previous interaction, he must have guessed, or been informed by Orochimaru, what that would entail. Sasuke felt no need to beat around the bush about it.
"Hurry up. I don't have all night to wait around."
"Fucking asshole," Naruto breathed out, quietly, but loud enough that it was clear Sasuke was meant to hear it.
Naruto did as instructed, slowly unbuttoning the white dress shirt he wore, revealing the black tank top beneath it as he tossed the shirt to the floor. He grabbed the hem of the tank top and pulled it over his head. He could feel the heat of Sasuke's eyes slide over him. Naruto knew his body was toned and attractive, though he usually didn't go around shirtless. He had two tattoos, one on his right arm, and one on his navel. Each had significance, and were potentially recognizable to people in certain circles and could be used to identify him, or at least people he was associated with. Sasuke was not likely to know their meaning, though, so he simply complied.
"I take it you like tattoos," Naruto said dryly, noting the damp patch that had appeared where Sasuke's cock was straining against the silken pants. The sight was more arousing then Naruto cared to admit, so he forced himself to think of Orochimaru's tongue, a sight that never ceased to revolt and disturb him. He felt the slight tightness in his jeans instantly vanish. "I'm surprised that a guy like you would enjoy something so low class," Naruto continued as he walked toward where Sasuke was standing. "But I guess rich guys can have kinks, too."
"Stop talking and put your mouth to better use," Sasuke said emotionlessly.
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