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Disclaimer: I do not
own Naruto. Sue me and die.
Author’s
note:
Rejoice, for I have updated! Uhhh…sorry it took me a while to update. I was
busy looking for a job and my mother banned me from the computer (I still am).
So without further ado, here is chapter 5! Enjoy! A little bit more of the
romantic plot, the other plot, and then about the others! Beware of long
conversations! Long chapter ahead!
Oh,
by the way, I made plushies of Orochimaru, Jiraiya, and Tsunade, along with
Itachi and Yondaime. If you want to see them, go to this site: www.melrosestormhaven.deviantart.com
Warnings: Yaoi. Slight lime. Run away if scared.
Pairings:
SasuNaru. KakaIru. GaaraNaru. NejiNaru. SakuLee. ItaNaru. InoShikaTem (that’s right!).
NaruHinaKiba *mad laughter*.
Special
thanks to my reviewers! I’m sorry I’m not able to reply; I’m in a bit of
a rush. XD This is for them!
Chapter V: Romance
Uchiha Sasuke stood in front of the window, hands
pressed against the cold, tinted glass. He gazed at the cityscape below, at the
winking lights of the buildings and vehicles, all so tiny and vulnerable in
this height. He knew that somewhere, in a small apartment, was Uzumaki Naruto,
already in his bed, lying awake during the night. He wouldn’t sleep, Sasuke
knew. He had made sure of that.
Sasuke smirked at the memory of what happened in the
bathroom. No matter how he protested, no matter how hard he struggled, Naruto
betrayed himself in a hundred little ways–the way his body arched to Sasuke’s
slightest touch when his mouth said ‘No’, the way his fingers tightened their
grasp on his shirt and pulled Sasuke closer when Naruto moaned, ‘Stop it’. The
Uchiha especially liked the way Naruto said those words, sometimes in quick,
breathy little whines or long, harsh pants that crested into hoarse moans.
He hadn’t planned on taking Naruto so soon after his
arrival, but the sight of the blonde drove him wild. The boyish, short blonde
boy he had known five years ago grew into a young man, still all smiles and
laughter, but taller and more handsome. He knew Naruto had become a well-known,
multi-awarded journalist.
The fact that Naruto came with Hyuuga Neji didn’t
help assuage his obsession. Sasuke never liked the Hyuuga. The white-eyed man
was far too interested in Naruto for his comfort, and Naruto was closer to him
than he liked. The sight of Neji with his Naruto made him see red. So as soon
as Naruto was beyond the Hyuuga’s watchful gaze, he made his move and claimed
what was and still is, his, marking him on his neck.
“You are mine, Naruto, and I will have you,” Sasuke
whispered, his breath frosting over the glass, fogging the view of the city
below.
“Did you enjoy your night, Sasuke?” Orochimaru
rasped from the doorway.
Sasuke glanced over his shoulder, face blank of
emotion. Beside Orochimaru was Yakushi Kabuto, the silver-haired assistant of
Orochimaru, and, Sasuke suspected from the spiteful looks Kabuto directed at
him, his lover as well. “The party went well.”
Orochimaru allowed himself an amused smile at
Sasuke’s answer. “Yes. They came as expected.”
“The plan is proceeding well, then?” Kabuto said,
casually sidling closer to Orochimaru.
“Perhaps.” Sasuke narrowed his eyes. “It’s only
beginning.”
~*~*~*~
“What are you doing here,
Narumi?”
Narumi narrowed her blue eyes, and then she smiled
as she watched Naruto toss his jacket on the couch, his face as dark as the
shadows that surround him like a mantle. “I just came here to see you.” Her
voice was honey, sweet and cloying. “As I’ve just said, we haven’t seen each
other for a long time. I just thought I should see my dear sweet younger twin
brother.”
“Fuck you.” Naruto’s necktie came off with one
vicious tug. “I don’t need your bullshit. What does that mad old bastard of a
fox want with me?”
Narumi rose from her seat, silk skirt rustling as it
brushed against the sofa. Naruto eyed her warily. She dusted off some imaginary
lint off her clothes, her antique bone and shell bracelet tinkling as she
moved. Then turned to Naruto with an amused expression on her face. “Really,
Naruto. It’s most impolite of you to refer to our maternal grandfather as ‘a
mad old bastard of a fox’. He just wants to meet you, you know.”
“So he could what? I’ve told
you over and over again, I don’t want–”
“–any part of ‘your stinking family!’” She
tilted her head back as she smirked at him, exposing her smooth tanned neck and
the ancient ankh necklace that hung about it. “I know, I know. But the meeting
isn’t about that. It’s about Hebi Corporations.”
Naruto could not suppress a start of surprise, which
was quickly replaced with anger. He should have known the bastard of a fox
would be aware of his activities. And he should have known the bastard was
canny enough to use the information gathered for his own use. “What about Hebi
Corporations?” Naruto would have bitten of his tongue if he could.
Narumi smiled again, the smile of a cat that had
cornered her prey. “He didn’t say, but I gather it’s about their recent
activities.” She paused. “You are aware of what they’ve been doing, are you?”
When Naruto didn’t reply, she said, “So you’ll see him?”
“No. Now leave.” Naruto stalked off, heading for the
kitchen. His chest felt so tight, his head pounding with sudden pain.
Narumi was already hot on his heels. “Naruto, why do
always behave so rudely whenever we meet? It’s not like–”
Naruto whirled around so fast Narumi crashed into
him and would have fallen if Naruto hadn’t grabbed her arms. His grip was like
vice, unyielding and cruel, fingers digging into her flesh. His blue eyes
burned with anger. “Why can’t you just leave me alone? Why can’t all of
you just leave me alone?”
Narumi didn’t flinch. She wrenched from his grip,
looking at him with cool blue eyes. “Don’t take out your anger on me, little
brother.” Her eyes narrowed as Naruto glanced away, turning his back to her.
“This isn’t really about meeting our grandfather and seeing me, is it? Or is it
because Uchiha Sa–”
“DON’T SAY IT!” Naruto clenched his fists. What was
happening to him? What was he doing? This is Sasuke’s fault. Damn you,
Sasuke. Why did you have to come back?
His twin’s attitude and the bastard of a fox’s words
brought it all back, that moment in the bathroom with Sasuke. So cool, so
arrogant, so fucking forceful of their own wishes, giving little thought of
Naruto’s own feelings. Both so sure that he, Naruto, would bend to their wishes
because they have something Naruto needed and wanted. Why can’t you just
leave me alone, he had cried out to his twin, but the truth was it was
Sasuke whom he wanted to say those words to the most. His twin sister was just
conveniently there when the fury of it all came crashing down on him.
He faced his twin, schooling his expression into one
of indifference. “I’m sorry. I lost control. It won’t happen again.”
“I wouldn’t make any wagers on that,” Narumi said,
rubbing her arms to relieve the pain. Then she brushed her fingertips on
Naruto’s cheek, a sad smile on her lips.
He shied away from her touch. “Don’t be like this,
Narumi. I had enough manipulation for today.”
“Naruto, I really think you should meet our
grandfather. I know this is an unpleasant thing for you, but please, just this
once I’m begging, meet with him.”
Naruto stared at his twin in surprise. She had never
begged before, never pleaded to him; she’d always been so…proud. “Why? What’s
so important about this meeting?”
“It’s something about our parents…and about you. He
didn’t tell me much, but I gathered that Hebi has some connection with our
parents and with you.”
Naruto was silent for a moment. He only knew little
about their parents, just stuff he learned from Jiraiya and Kakashi. And what
was their connection with Hebi? “Fine. I’ll meet up with him.”
Narumi sighed. “Good. Be at the house any time late
morning. He’ll be expecting you.” She smiled at him. “Thank you for agreeing,
Naruto.”
He looked away. “Whatever. Are you going to be
there?” Whenever he met up with the old fox, Narumi was always by his side, to
be seen but not to be heard. The old fox was a male chauvinist bastard to the
core.
“No. I’ll be out of the country then. In fact, I’ll
be out of the country for the next few months.”
“What?” That was a surprise. Narumi never left the
old fox’s side. “Did the old fox agree on this? Where will you be going? For
how long? Whom are you going with?”
Narumi laughed, and Naruto flushed when he realized
what he just said. “You sound like you’re interviewing me for an article. Or
are your brotherly instincts finally kicking in? I’m going to Chile. There’s an
excavation there on Incan mummies sponsored in part by the university. I’m one
of the representatives. And to answer one of your question, no, grandfather
didn’t agree.”
“Oh.” He had almost forgotten. Narumi was an
archeologist of sorts; Naruto wasn’t really sure what her field of expertise
was. “The old fox didn’t like it? And you’re still going?”
“Of course.” She caught the look of disbelief on her
brother’s face. She grinned. “I’m not entirely beholden to the mad whims of a
cantankerous old fox. I have my own plans that is not for him to question.”
Naruto couldn’t help but smile at her. Sometimes,
he’d forgotten how strong-willed her twin could be when it came to deciding her
own fate. They might have grown apart, but he should have known they were alike
in some things. After all, they shared the same blood and womb.
“I should be going. I still have a flight to catch
early tomorrow.” She then handed him a piece of paper wrapped around what
Naruto saw was a key. Sensing his confusion, Narumi explained, “I wrote down my
number on the paper. The key is for a safe deposit box in the bank. There’s a
smaller box with documents there, but don’t open them until you’ve talked to
our grandfather. It also contains things that might be useful for you in your…investigation.”
She gave him a sly look and winked.
Naruto gripped the key and blushed. Damn. He should
have known Narumi would bring that up. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome. Now that’s done, I should go.
Escort me to the door, will you?”
They were standing on the open doorway when Narumi
turned to Naruto and held his hand. He stared at her. “Naruto, whatever you
learn, remember that whatever your past, present, and future held or holds,
only you truly know what your heart and soul is. Your life belongs to you and
to those you chose the share it with.” At Naruto’s stunned expression, Narumi
grinned and said, “What I meant was, if you want to be with Uchiha Sasuke or
with that Hyuuga Neji, it’s for you to decide.”
“You bitch!” Naruto wrenched his hand from her and
slammed the door shut. Sisters!
~*~*~*~
Tsunade glared at Kakashi,
wishing she could throttle the man then and there. “You certainly took your own
sweet time.”
Kakashi’s mask twitched in
what appeared to be a smile. It was early morning. He should have been here an
hour or so ago, just before the employees of the newspaper arrived for work,
but he had been late as usual. “I’m very sorry. I ran into a small
distraction.”
Tsunade glanced at a strand
of hair on Kakashi’s shoulder, raising one eyebrow. “A redheaded distraction,
it would appear. I told you I wanted the report as soon as possible.”
“Now, now, my dear Tsunade,”
Jiraiya said from behind Kakashi, a grin on his face. “There’s no need to be
upset. You’ll get more wrinkles if you–oof!” Jiraiya stumbled back as a thick
stack of documents hit him on the face.
“Shut up, you pervert. It’s
your fault the boy turned out this way. He was decent until you came along with
that porn of yours.” Tsunade’s glare shifted again to Kakashi. “Now, to
business. What happened?”
Stifling a laugh, Kakashi
began to recount what happened at the dinner and his own insights. Tsunade
listened attentively, as well as Jiraiya (who had recovered from the blow). “It
seems our suspicions are correct.”
“I can’t believe Orochimaru
would go as far as this for power,” Tsunade said, shaking her head.
Jiraiya didn’t comment on
what she said. Instead, he asked, “Have you found anything that might suggest
an alliance between the Akatsuki and Orochimaru?”
Kakashi shook his head.
Turning to Tsunade, he said, “Naruto is currently doing investigative work on
Hebi. This is under your orders, I believe?”
“I haven’t given him my full
approval yet,” Tsunade said shortly. Naruto had informed him that he did some
background checks on Hebi, mostly to find information he could use in Sasuke’s
interview. “I’ve only asked him to interview Uchiha Sasuke, not to do a full investigation
of Hebi.” She ignored the incredulous look Jiraiya gave her at the mention of
the Uchiha. She knew what he was thinking. She grunted in disgust. “I’m not
comfortable with Naruto being close to the Uchiha again, but Naruto is a grown
man and quite capable of making sound judgments and taking care of himself.
Besides, my publisher and the newspaper’s owner gave me little choice over the
matter.”
Jiraiya’s brows furrowed.
Since when was Tsunade concerned about the publisher and the owner of the newspaper?
She’d been fighting with them since they bought Konohagakure Times from
her. Tsunade often won those battles; they must have had something big to make
Tsunade cave in. “I don’t doubt Naruto’s capability to defend himself, but this
is Uchiha Sasuke we’re talking about. You know how irrational the brat could be
when it comes to the Uchiha. And are you going to allow Naruto to investigate
Hebi? With Orochimaru’s current unnatural interest in him…”
Tsunade smiled dryly. “If I
ordered him to stop investigating Hebi, not only am I betraying everything I’ve
taught to him about journalism, I’m also making him more curious. You of all
people should know how determined he could be. If I told him to stop, he’d only
see that as a challenge, if not encouragement.”
Jiraiya sighed. “I suppose
so.”
Tsunade turned to Kakashi,
who was now slouching against the cork-padded wall. “Thank you for your report,
Kakashi. That will be all today. You already know your duties. Now get your ass
out of my office before others arrive.”
Kakashi sketched a quick
salute and left by way of the fire escape.
When Kakashi was gone,
Jiraiya asked, “So, are we really back in business?”
Tsunade glanced up from the
files she had been reading. “Not quite, but we’re getting there. I don’t like it,
but I like Orochimaru and Akatsuki even less.” She resisted the urge to sigh.
Five years of peace and quiet, a lifetime’s work, only to be destroyed by a
handful of men.
“Kakashi has informed the
others, hasn’t he?”
Tsunade nodded. “But I only
told Kakashi to tell them to be cautious. Orochimaru and the Akatsuki are two
we can’t afford to underestimate. And we can’t let them get Naruto.” She gave
Jiraiya a meaningful look.
Jiraiya groaned. “Babysitting
duties again? You’re cruel, Tsunade.”
“I know.”
~*~*~*~
Naruto wished he never got
out of bed.
He was awakened this morning
from his fitful sleep by a call from the garage, saying that his beloved car
had to stay a few more days there because they found a problem or so. Naruto
had been too sleepy to argue, but he had a sneaking suspicion that the mechanic
was milking him for all his worth.
When he went to the mirror,
he saw dark circles underneath his eyes, and then he noticed a small mark on
his neck–a hickey. The sight of it brought back everything that happened in the
bathroom, forcing Naruto to take another cold shower, damning Sasuke to hell
all the while. Then he donned an orange turtleneck sweater, cursed Sasuke
again, and prayed no one would notice it.
Since he didn’t have his car,
that meant hailing a cab, again, to take him to the Konohagakure Times
office, which cost him a lot of money. Said cab overcharged him, and Naruto
ended up arguing with the driver for several minutes.
Then, when he finally went
inside, the first person he saw was Hyuuga Neji, whose pale eyes radiated with
such impatience and fury that Naruto would like nothing better than to hide in
some dark hole for the rest of his days. Of course, Neji would hunt him down if
he did that, and flay him when he found him.
So he just smiled at Neji,
who scowled at him, and grabbed him by the arm, and said in his calm, deadly
voice, “We need to talk.”
“I need to go to the old ha–I
mean, Tsunade, first,” he protested feebly.
Neji began dragging him
towards the door, waving aside his protests. “Tsunade already knows what you’ve
been up to. Kakashi has already informed her. As for your work, I’m sure
Inuzuka would survive a day without you.”
“Kakashi was here?” Naruto
blinked as he took in the news. Of course. That was why the silver-haired pervert
appeared. Tsunade must have given him orders to watch over them or something.
Neji hauled him into his car,
a snazzy black BMW that flew across the road with frightening speed. Naruto
clung to his seat, wondering if this was a prelude to his imminent death in the
Hyuuga’s hand. Well, the Hyuuga should think twice before dealing with him.
Naruto would fight back, if need be. He wasn’t about to go down without a
fight.
Finally, Neji slowed down and
parked in front of a small café, which Naruto immediately recognized. He
glanced sharply at Neji. “Why here?” he asked with wide eyes.
Neji slid out of the car, but
not before giving him a look. Naruto followed him inside, and immediately saw
the reason why Neji brought him here.
~*~*~*~
“Yo! Hinata!”
Hyuuga Hinata quickly looked
up from the cashier at the familiar voice. Lips tugging into a small, shy
smile, Hinata found herself face to face with a grinning Uzumaki Naruto, his
spiky blonde hair mussed up, dark circles underneath his eyes, leaning over the
counter and waving at her. “Good morning, Naruto. How are you today?” she said
in a voice with laced with just a hint of worry.
He laughed. “Ah, I’m okay. I
didn’t get much sleep last night, and work’s been hell, but as soon as I get a
taste of your delicious strawberry cheesecake I’ll be much better!”
Hinata allowed herself a
small laugh, but she sensed that something was wrong with Naruto. The blond was
usually at work during this time, and Naruto didn’t skip work unless he had a
valid reason. Moreover, he asked for strawberry cheesecake, and though Naruto
claimed it was his favorite, Hinata noted he only ate it when he was depressed,
lonely, or stressed out. Glancing over Naruto’s shoulder, she saw Neji walking
rapidly towards them, a grim look on his face.
A hand grasped Hinata’s
heart, squeezing tight. She hadn’t seen that look in Neji’s face for many
years, the last time was years and years ago, when he tried to kill her and her
family to avenge the death of his father. Naruto barely managed to save her in time,
and then literally knocked some sense into Neji.
Since then, slowly but
surely, Neji had become less of an obsessed avenger and more of an
overprotective older brother of sorts to her.
So it came as a complete
surprise to Hinata that even after all these years, the look still had the
power to make her fear for her life.
Neji must have seen the fear
in her eyes, because the grim look to changed to one of polite inquiry and he
said, “Hinata. Good morning.”
Hinata smiled, fighting to
keep herself from stuttering like she did years ago before she grew more
confident. “Good morning, Neji. What can I do for the two of you?”
“Plain black coffee for me.
Just send it over to the table beside the window,” Neji said, glancing sideways
at Naruto. Naruto squirmed for a moment, then asked for strawberry cheesecake.
Flashing Hinata an apologetic smile and gently touching her hand, he followed
Neji as he purposefully went to the table.
Hinata followed them with
worried eyes, wondering what had happened. Sighing, she went to fetch their
order, hoping nothing untoward would happen why her back was turned.
~*~*~*~
“So, Neji, what do you want
to know?” Naruto asked as soon as Hinata placed their orders on the table and
left. Naruto had flashed her a reassuring smile before she left, but she still
had the worried frown on her face. Nobody touched his or her food.
Neji studied the blond in
front of him. Naruto looked tired, and the weary tone in his voice told him he
certainly was. He also noted the turtleneck, and the red bruises on the neck it
barely hid from his view. The marks of Uchiha. “When?”
“When what? When will the
interview with Sasuke take place?” At Neji’s curt nod, Naruto said, “It’s on
Thursday.” Naruto leaned over. “Look, I don’t want to interview him, but I have
to, okay? This is just a job. He’s just news, and it’s our job to report news.”
“This is an interview with Uchiha
Sasuke. It will never be just a job.” Neji’s eyes bore into Naruto’s. “And
he’s not simply just news. He’s the man who tried to kill you, the man who
betrayed you.”
Neji kept his voice low, so
as not to alarm Hinata, who was hovering on the counter, watchful of their
actions, but he was angry at Naruto’s casual words.
As far as Neji could
remember, Naruto and Sasuke had been best friends, rivals, and partners, and
later, much later, Neji had found out one rainy night when he stepped outside
and saw them kissing, lovers as well. Months later, Sasuke broke away from the
group to join Orochimaru, nearly killing Naruto who had tried to stop Sasuke
from leaving. It had been Neji and Kakashi who found Naruto bleeding and
broken, Sasuke nowhere to be found.
Naruto and Neji had been
somewhat friendly before the blonde’s deadly confrontation with Sasuke, but
after the Uchiha left, they became much closer, best of friends, in fact, and
he helped Naruto recover from his depression. So it didn’t really sit well with
Neji that Sasuke would come back and wreck Naruto’s life again. And he wasn’t
about to sit still while Naruto, in his usual naiveté, allowed Sasuke to do as
he please. Because whether Naruto admitted it or not, he is allowing Sasuke far
too many liberties for his own good.
Naruto turned away, looking
outside the window, looking past the cars parked outside. “Don’t you think I
don’t know that? Dammit, Neji, I’d get out of this interview if I could. But I
can’t, dammit!”
“Why can’t you? Tsunade–”
Neji stopped at the sight of the bitter smile on Naruto’s lips. Realization
dawned on him.
“Let’s just say Tsunade’s
walking over hot water right now, and I’m the plank she’s walking on. If I
wobble, she might fall.” Naruto stared at his hands. “I owe Tsunade a lot, you
know. I can’t let her down.”
Neji was silent. He should
have expected something like this. Naruto was anything but loyal, and he would
so anything for people he cared about.
Naruto gave Neji a small
smile. “Look, I’m sorry I haven’t told you about it earlier. And don’t worry
about me. I can still kick ass. I kicked his before; I can still kick it again.
Besides, we really need to know more about Hebi and what the hell they’re up
to.”
Hebi. Neji hadn’t forgotten
about that. The dinner last night unnerved him more than he showed. Why was
Orochimaru interested in Naruto when he’d only been interested in Uchiha Sasuke
before?
Neji knew Uchiha Sasuke had
come to their group after his parents and relatives, businessmen who owned
pharmaceutical companies around the world, were murdered. Sasuke had been the
only survivor.
Uchiha Pharmaceuticals had
been on the verge of discovering some miraculous cure before their massacre.
Neji thought Orochimaru was interested in Sasuke because of that, as rumor has
it that Orochimaru was forever in search of a way to preserve his youth and
stop his ageing.
So what was the connection
with Naruto, other than the obvious one with Sasuke?
Naruto was glancing at his
watch. Then he looked at Neji. “Neji, don’t worry. I’ll be careful; I’m not
stupid, okay? I know getting involved with Sasuke again is likely to cause me
to lose my life and sanity.” He rose from his seat and patted Neji on the back.
“And I have to go. I need to…talk to someone.”
What could Neji say? Neji
nodded curtly, but didn’t believe a word Naruto said. The blonde was never
rational when the Uchiha was involved. He would have to take steps to insure
Naruto’s safety. “Whom are you meeting with?”
Naruto hesitated for a
moment, and then he said, “My maternal grandfather, the Kyuubi.”
~*~*~*~
He was an old man, but Naruto
knew better than to underestimate him. As soon as he stepped foot into the
palatial mansion where his maternal grandfather lived, all his senses were on
alert. One does not take chances in dealing with the Kyuubi.
The Kyuubi. The name still
evoked fear in the hearts of many in Konohagakure, the title of the biggest and
most powerful…businessman in the country. He was said to be as sharp, as
cunning, and as merciless as his namesake, and was involved in countless
illegal operations, until the Yondaime put a stop to it years ago.
And Naruto, award-winning
journalist, upholder of truth and of the rights of men, was his grandson.
Naruto often wondered what
the others would think when they found out. Until Neji, he had never told
anyone else, not even Sasuke.
Of course, the Kyuubi also
killed his father, who was the Yondaime.
Most of what Naruto knew
about the Kyuubi came from hearsay, Kakashi, or Jiraiya. Naruto’s father had
married the Kyuubi’s daughter, much to the fox’s fury. Somehow, the Kyuubi
managed to separate them, and Naruto’s mother ended up giving birth to them in
the Kyuubi’s house. She died when they were born. Naruto was sent to an
orphanage, while he kept Narumi.
Naruto didn’t know about his
relation to the Kyuubi until he was sixteen, when he met him and his twin for
the first time. Since then, the Kyuubi hadn’t stopped trying to convince him
(more like force him) to be his heir. Despite his efforts, Naruto always
refused. He was truly his father’s son.
As he passed through the
gleaming marble floors, past the row of bodyguards that stood like steel
sentinels against the wall, he thought of what the Kyuubi knew about Hebi. He
damn better have something relevant about Hebi, Naruto thought darkly,
suddenly irritated. He hated going to this place. Or I’ll give him a taste
of my fist.
Naruto strode purposefully
into the Kyuubi’s study, slammed the door shut, and found him sitting behind
his oak desk, watching him with his pale, amber-yellow eyes that glowed red in
certain lights. His expression didn’t change when Naruto barged into the room.
“I’m here. What the fuck do you want, old fox?” he demanded, wanting to end
this meeting as soon as possible.
The Kyuubi continued to stare
at him. He was in his fifties, of lean built, with dark skin and reddish hair
that aged into iron gray over the years. “Such impudence,” he finally said,
speaking in a quiet, deep voice. He looked at Naruto from head to foot. “It
never ceases to amaze me how much you look like your father.” His eyes
narrowed. “He was as defiant and as arrogant as you are, even in my presence.”
“And you killed him for it.”
Naruto was tired of this game. He always said stuff like this when he came
over. “I only came here because my twin asked; I’d rather be in hell than be in
a room with you.”
The Kyuubi ignored him. “I
thought your sister was different, but she was as willful as her father and her
mother. Ungrateful as well. I raised her, fed her, and where is she now?”
“My twin has the right to do
as she pleases, with or without your consent” Naruto said shortly. “I don’t
have time to waste with your ranting, old man. What do you want with me?”
At this the Kyuubi smiled, an
enigmatic smile that suddenly made Naruto wish his twin were here to interpret
it. “You are truly a brat. You will never amount to anything with that attitude
of yours. Too impatient.” His smile widened to a feral grin at the sight of the
outraged expression on Naruto’s face. “But I will not waste my time. You are
investigating Hebi Corporations, aren’t you? The one Orochimaru now owns?”
“Yeah, so what? If you’re
going to ask me to stop, I’d tell you to shove it up your–”
The blow came so fast Naruto
barely had time to dodge it. It knocked over a lampshade instead, shattering as
it fell on the floor. “Silence, brat. Didn’t anyone tell you it’s impolite to
interrupt your elders?” The Kyuubi glared at Naruto, who lapsed into grim
silence. “You should do well to heed my words. Be wary of Hebi and of
Orochimaru, for,” he paused, eyes narrowing gain, “it was Orochimaru who killed
your parents.”
~*~*~*~
Orochimaru killed my parents.
Naruto couldn’t tell how long
his stood in the Kyuubi’s study, or how he left his house. He’d been too
stunned to think coherently. When he came into the Kyuubi’s house, he thought
he knew just about everything, when he came out, what he knew turned out to be
nothing at all.
“The key is for a safe
deposit box in the bank. There’s a smaller box with documents there, but don’t
open them until you’ve talked to our grandfather.”
The key in his pant’s pocket
suddenly felt heavy. He should go to the bank immediately, and look into those
documents.
“Naruto, whatever you learn,
remember that whatever your past, present, and future held or holds, only you
truly know what your heart and soul is. Your life belongs to you and to those
you chose the share it with.”
The memory of his twin’s
words burned into his mind. What had Narumi meant? At first, he thought his
twin was kidding, but after his meeting with the Kyuubi–
A loud beeping and a sudden
screeching sound shattered his reverie. Swearing, he found himself jumping back
to avoid being hit by a fancy car–a limousine, he saw. The car stopped just a
few feet away from him. “Watch where you’re going!” he shouted, ignoring the
fact it was his entire fault. “You nearly hit me!”
A dark window rolled down,
and to Naruto’s shock, he found Uchiha Sasuke smirking at him. “It was your
fault, you moron. You’ve been walking like dazed idiot.”
“I wasn’t walking like a
dazed idiot,” Naruto snapped back. Why was Sasuke in this part of town? The
Kyuubi’s home was nestled amidst a dingy, run down neighborhood. “What the hell
are you doing here?”
Sasuke raised an eyebrow.
“It’s a free city. I go where I please. What are you doing here?”
“None of your business. Now
fuck off.” He glared at Sasuke. I will not think about what happened last
night, dammit! He turned his back to Sasuke and started walking away.
“Are you walking all the way
to town?” Sasuke asked casually. Naruto didn’t turn back. “Would you like a
ride?”
Naruto abruptly stopped and
glanced over his shoulder. Sasuke had opened the door, and had stepped out.
Naruto saw he wore a dark, form-fitting business suit, his long hair tied back
into a low ponytail. He was about to say no when Sasuke asked, “Does my
presence you uncomfortable, Naruto? That doesn’t really bode well for our
interview.”
“I’m not uncomfortable,” Naruto
hissed out. “I loathe your presence.” He was about to walk away again when
Sasuke grabbed his shoulder and before Naruto could so as even move, he hauled
him up and threw him into the car.
Naruto landed roughly into
the car’s floor, knocking the wind out of his lungs. He found himself staring
at Sasuke’s dark eyes, flashing with and anger and–
All thoughts in his mind
stopped when Sasuke grabbed his collar, and kissed him. Wrenching his mouth
away, Naruto screamed, “What the hell are you doing, you bastard! Let me
up!”
Sasuke ignored him and pinned
him harder into the cramped floor. “So you loathe my presence? So you find the
Hyuuga’s company much pleasurable than mine?”
Naruto gave him a confused
look, then his eyes widened when realization dawned on him. “You followed me
all day!” Dammit, why hadn’t he sensed it! He must have been too preoccupied to
notice!
Sasuke smirked. “I always
watch over what’s mine,” he said, yanking down the turtleneck collar to reveal
the small red marks on Naruto’s neck. His smirk widened. “And you are mine, no
matter how much you try to hide it.” Without another word, he bent over, and
fastened his lips on Naruto’s neck.
~T.B.S.~
Author’s
note:
Wahahaha! I hope you enjoyed it! I had lots of fun writing this! Not much lime,
but next chapter would be a lemon! And a little glimpse on how Naruto feels
having Sasuke back into his life.
If
you’re wondering why Naruto got mad at Narumi, it’s because the whole encounter
with her reminded Naruto so much of ‘the bathroom’ incident’ with Sasuke. XD
and yeah, told you Sasuke’s fast. XD
Oh,
I’m sorry if it seems like I’m dawdling. All would be explained in the proper
time.
Kyuubi: Kinda like the Mafia, ne?
But not really. He’s a mix of the Mafia/Yakuza/Gangster. And he is very nasty
when he wants to be. So what role does he play? You’ll find out soon enough. XD
Narumi: Yeah. I hope I didn’t overdo
her. Well, you won’t be seeing her for a long while. And if you get the
impression she’s a manipulative little bitch, that’s because she is. She lived
with the Kyuubi, after all. In an odd way, she is what Naruto would be if
Kyuubi raised him. If you feel she’s coming on too strong, that’s really the
way I wrote her to be. Strong, stubborn, manipulative, and annoying as hell. XD
If you find anything wrong about her,
do tell me and I’ll gladly fix her up…
Neji,
Naruto, and Hinata: Hinata’s not stuttering anymore; she’s all grown up. And she ISN’T a
member of the vigilante group! Oh, and if you’re wondering why Neji decided to
take Naruto to Hinata’s shop, it’s because he’ll be more able to control
himself in Hinata’s presence. And he knows Naruto would do the same so as not
to alarm Hinata.
Next
chapter:
Finally! A full-blown lemon next chapter! A trip to the past, back on the night
they met Orochimaru for the first time. Because running away is not an option,
especially when you’re dealing with your past, and your ex-lover. It’s a
necessity.
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