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Ecchi no shachou	By : YamanashiOchinashiIminashi Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1693 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I don't own NARUTO and I don't profit from writing my fan fiction.

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Office fic. Iruka likes the company he works for but being a personal assistant of a bit perverted and extremely handsome billionaire looks like a big challenge. AU YAOI: Kakashi x Iruka, Naruto x Sasuke, Itachi x Deidara and other pairings.

It's a collaboration fic with one and only Nagareboshii. Neither of us own NARUTO.

English is not my first language.

Ecchi no shochou

PART ONE

Iruka put the helmet on his head and got on his old Honda SLR 650. He pinned up his black leather jacket up to his neck and started the engine. He was moving swiftly between the cars in Tokyo morning traffic jams and tried to think about his daily agenda.

First he would have to take the report from Shikamaru. This lazy ass would never make it on time so the morning didn't look very promising. Then he would look at the mail and then he would work on the presentation of the company's newest project. His buchou – Ebisu would be happy to hear that he had done it already. Iruka knew that the guy liked him, so he didn't want to disappoint him. Ebisu was going to show the project to their president who was coming to Tokyo to help their company get to the top. After work Iruka was going to go and buy some food because Naruto was coming back from his trip to Hokkaido. He would spend the evening with his dear friend and roommate and after the boy go to bed he would have a chance to answer some old emails and go through Shikamaru's report. This day was going to be very long.

Naruto wasn't just his roommate. As you all probably know, he was more like a younger brother to Iruka. They became good friends and moved together when Naruto left the orphanage. They had met when Iruka became Naruto's math teacher. The boy was sixteen and Iruka was twenty-three. Now Naruto was a collage student and Iruka worked for a big architecture company.

Iruka looked at the traffic lights. His was green so he didn't stop. Then he heard an awful screech of tires and saw something black and shiny. Nissan GTR.

The car didn't stop but turned just a moment before it lightly hit Iruka's bike with his back. The car stopped on the other side of the street when Iruka hit the ground. His helmet made a loud noise and an awful pain shot through Iruka's head. He had no idea what the hell had happened or why. He tried to stand up but it wasn't as easy as he expected. He looked at his bike. It was lying on the sidewalk 50 yards from Iruka. How did it get there he had no clue. He tried to get up holding onto a parking meter but he couldn't bend his knee. When he finally managed to get back on his feet he dusted his jeans and then he felt sick. His left knee was bleeding and there was a huge hole in his trousers. He was glad he was wearing his helmet because otherwise his brain would be hard to remove from the asphalt.

He shook his head and looked at the damn thing that hit him - the black sports car that looked quite cool and expensive. Iruka had no idea what kind of a car was that but he knew that it's beautiful and probably very fast. He left his broken bike on the pavement and slowly started to walk toward the car, limping.

He stopped in front of the driver's door and knocked on the black glass. He waited patiently for about… five seconds before he started to hit the car window with his fist. After maybe a half of minute the glass went down and showed a mop of silver hair.

"Excuse me, sir…" Iruka started, his voice muffled a bit by the helmet. "I'm afraid that you just hit me…"

The man with a silver hair didn't even look up. Was he writing something? When he had finished he torn out one page from the little check book and handed it to Iruka still not gracing him with even one look.

"This should solve all of your problems. I have to go."

He shoved the check into Iruka. The young man was looking at it with disbelief and confusion. He didn't understand. What was going on? What is this?

"Take it! It's a lot more than you had paid for this bike… or anything in your life. Just take it. I'm in a hurry."

He shoved the piece of paper harder into Iruka's chest.

"TAKE IT! And forget about it! I don't have the time for this. "

Iruka looked at the check. There were so many zeroes.

"What…?" Iruka asked desperately "Are you trying to bribe me?"

"I'm just trying to buy some of my precious time! Take it. BYE!"

Iruka took off his helmet. His high ponytail was still on but a few strands of hair let loose and fell around his beautiful tanned face.

Kaksahi didn't listen to him as he started the engine. When he hit the gas and looked onto his rearview mirror he caught a glimpse of caramel skin and brown ponytail. And there was something like… some pink line across the tanned face. He tried to get a better look but some other car had disturbed his view.

Iruka stared at the disappearing car disbelieving. Then he looked at the check in his hands. He couldn't believe any of this! This guy was SO FUCKING rude! It was unbelievable! He would pay for this! Pay… but NOT with this fortune that he had handed to Iruka just a minute ago! Iruka didn't believe that the check was real anyway! There were TOO MANY zeroes! He could buy at least three NEW bikes for all that money! It was so suspicious! So… very suspicious… and weird… and unbelievable.

Then he looked closer and… there it was – the name… Hatake… Hatake Kakashi… This name was more than familiar to Iruka. It was… this HATAKE!

"That's just great…" Iruka muttered with resignation. His day was going to be a lot worse than he previously thought.

Finally he checked on his bike. It was damaged, few things broken, but he could still use it just to get to the office. It wasn't far anyway. When he got there he was a mess. He was late his left leg was red and soaked with blood, his jeans torn and dirty. He didn't even yell at Shikamaru for being late with his report. He didn't respond to Ebisu's worried questions about his knee. He simply changed his clothes and sat at his desk. He was going to work quietly on the project for the rest of the day… but he couldn't concentrate.

This arrogant silver haired man was Hatake Kakashi. He owned this company. He probably owned most of the biggest companies in the country. Iruka knew that this guy was currently in Tokyo because his boss – Ebisu – was about to show him his new project tomorrow morning. So, it meant that the check was probably very real. Should Iruka just stay quiet and keep the money or maybe go to Mr. Hatake's office and shove this stupid check up his… into his throat…? The second option was so much more appealing! He really wanted to do it. This guy was so arrogant! He thought that he could just pay for causing the problem to other people and leave! It was infuriating! This asshole thought that he could get away with everything just because he's rich! He just destroyed Iruka's beloved bike and he could seriously injure Iruka! And he didn't even look at what he had done! He didn't care! Iruka didn't have a chance to see his face but just from his hair he assumed that this guy was older than coal. Old people shouldn't drive. Maybe he hit Iruka because he was blind and couldn't see the RED light. What was wrong with those rich old geezers? Apparently having a car younger than your grandchildren was in their opinion as cool as not wearing their glasses.

Iruka truly liked his job and his section's boss – Ebisu, so he didn't want to loose it but this Hatake guy was… infuriating! He thought that he could just shove this money to his hands and leave without any consequences. Iruka couldn't just let this go! The teacher inside of him had already decided that Hatake Kakashi was going to get a lesson!

Hatake Kakashi was rich. He was very successful businessman and a popular person. Obviously he gave this little fortune to Iruka to shut his mouth about the accident. It was totally Hatake's fault after all! He was trying to cover the trace of his evil deed! Iruka could not let this happen! He wanted the justice! Iruka had never even seen Mr. Hatake before but he had heard some weird stories abut this guy. Of course he never believed any of those but still Hatake was a person that could cause you a lot of problems if he wanted. Maybe he would only fire Iruka, but there was always the threat that he would do more damage just to punish the younger man. Iruka tried to think about this situation. He could find a new job but he had to think about Naruto. He didn't want to cause him any troubles. And there was this check. With all those money Naruto's collage fee would no longer be a problem. But he just couldn't take it.

Now he had to figure out how to get to see the man. He could try to make an appointment but he would have to wait at least few days or maybe even weeks or months for the meeting. He didn't want to wait. He wanted to just storm into his office and give him a piece of his mind.

Iruka abruptly stood up and (still limping) moved to the elevator. He went to the highest floor and stepped out to the quiet hall. He had never been there before. He saw a desk and a receptionist. When he moved closer he realized that he knew her! It was Shizune! She used to work on his floor but apparently she got a promotion! He wasn't sure if she still remembered him so he came to her desk and smiled.

"Shizune-san! Hello! What a surprise to see you here!"

Shizune's eyes winded and her cheeks turned pink.

"U-Umino – san… Hello! It's SO nice to see you."

"It's nice to see you too, Shizune-san. Since when are you working here?"

"Oh… They moved me here only temporary since Hatake-san is here..."

"He's here? Really? In this office?"

"Well… It's not what I meant but yes. He's actually there right now but he's very busy. He works on something spectacular."

Shizune looked at the huge door and Iruka's eyes followed hers.

"There?" he asked with a smirk.

"Yes. So, what are you doing here, Umino-san?"

He didn't answer. He didn't even look at her. His legs moved on their own accord and in a second he was already at the president's office door. He knocked. As a response he heard only one word: "BUSY!"

The next thing he knew he was in the office screaming at the back of big leather chair some stuff like:

"I came here, to give you back your check, Hatake-san! I demand from you to take responsibility for hitting at my bike this morning! I want you to know that your behavior was unacceptable! You didn't even ask if I'm alright and you left me in the middle of the street!"

The chair slowly turned showing a person that was wearing an eye-patch, a person that was very handsome and totally different from Iruka's expectations. Iruka stopped talking and his cheeks turned red and for a moment he forgot how to breathe. Kakashi sent him a bored look from above a small red book he was holding in his hand. Iruka stuttered, but still tried to talk again.

"And… I…I came here… t-to give this… this… check… back to you… Because you should… I mean… You… Emm… If-If you have insurance… I must ask you to sign this document…"

Kakashi didn't really listen. He was to busy with leering. He liked what he saw - especially this caramel skin. It was on his mind since he saw this guy wearing tight leather jacket and helmet earlier in the morning.

("And if you think that you can buy…") …Iruka's words sounded somewhere in the background but Kakashi still didn't listen. He was thinking.

This guy wasn't wearing a helmet but it could be fixed easily. Aww…. How is this even possible for a grown man to blush so cutely…? Who is this person?

("…And then you left not even checking if I'm not injured…")

He was wearing a shirt and a tie but no jacket. He must have left it somewhere so he most probably works here. If he works for Kakashi it means… only good stuff so no need to worry.

Iruka was getting more and more exasperated. This asshole wasn't even listening! Blood boiled in the younger man's veins and just when he was about to explode the other man spoke.

"Eeemmm…. Could you say it again?"

Ok, this was confusing. Iruka wanted to scream, but he couldn't just scream: "WHAT?" He needed to ask it the normal way and that's what he did.

"Say WHAT again? Which part?"

And then the man smiled making his single visible eye look like a little rainbow. It could melt a heart of stone! Or even Iruka's! It was so overwhelmingly cheerful smile…But… then the man spoke.

"The whole thing. I didn't actually pay attention. Why are you here again?"

If there wasn't really any lightning or purple dark clouds in the office at that moment then Kakashi's imagination must have been doing some overtime. Why it didn't work that good when he was reading Icha Icha?

A tanned hand slammed at the desk. Kakashi almost jumped (but he didn't! Just almost!) And then he saw that dark, wonderful lips moving again. This guy was murmuring some threats and Kakashi once again didn't hear any of it because he was thinking about some SFX that wasn't even there.

Shit.

"APOLOGIZE TO ME!"

Kakashi blinked confused a bit.

"Alright…. I'm sorry. But for what did I just apologize?"

"YOU'RE SO DAMN IRRITATING!"

"I know… Do you want me to apologize for it again?"

"NOT FOR THIS! Gods… YOU apologized for being irritating while you just HIT ME WITH YOUR FREAKING CAR?"

"Oh… OH! So that was you?"

Iruka's hands dropped to his sides. Was this guy retarded or was it just an act to piss him off? Never mind.

"Look, you hit me with your car and then you left. You did a wrong thing. You gave me money to cover what you did but you CAN'T buy me. So take this back and do it the right way! I won't take some dirty money. I expect that your insurance will cover the cost of my bike's repair. And you know what? I don't care if you fire me for coming here, because I don't want to work for someone like you. Your receptionist said that you are doing something extremely important and you are reading this…. This… OH MY GOD! Icha Icha Violence? That's disgusting! So you are also a pervert? You… You…"

Iruka lost his track for a moment but quickly regain his balance.

"You thought you would never see me again. You actually expected me to keep this money! How could you…"

Low voice interrupted his speech.

"Everyone else would take the money."

"Well... I think you are wrong!"

"I am not! Where do you work?"

"On the fifth floor for Ebisu-san."

Kakashi started to write something on his laptop. Obviously he was looking for Iruka's profile in his company's files to fire him.

"What's your name?"

"Umino Iruka."

Kakashi looked at the screen: Umino Iruka, 26, single. BINGO! Kakashi smiled mischievously.

"Umino-san, I offer you a promotion."

Iruka for an umpteenth time this day just couldn't believe!

"Excuse me?"

Kakashi smiled. "I want you to be my assistant."

"Me? Your assistant?"

Kakashi's eyes curved in a sweet smile once again. Iruka decided to ask one more time.

"You want me to be your assistant? You are not going to fire me?"

"Exactly! I need someone here and you work here long enough to be helpful."

"Is this another try to buy me off?"

"No. I want you to be my assistant."

"Why?"

Kakashi hesitated for a moment.

"Because I need someone who is honest and trustworthy, someone who would not steal from the company, who wouldn't betray his boss no matter what, who wouldn't take a bribe. It's not easy to find someone like you these days. You risked your job just to stand for what you think is right. It was beautiful. I need someone I can trust. Besides you are one of very few people who are not afraid to tell me when they think I'm wrong and that is another thing that I defiantly need. So, if my insurance covers the costs of whatever you wish, will you accept my offer?"

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TBC
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