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The Cherry Blossom's Boss

Orochimaru Kaguya sighed for the tenth time that day. His older adopted son, Kimimaro, had just rejected another secretary candidate. At this rate he would never be able to enjoy a peaceful retirement. It would be impossible unless he could get that workaholic son of his to accept some help. He was running himself into the ground!

Meanwhile, his younger son, Sasuke, was doing whatever he felt like. That consisted mostly of women, spending money, drinking, and sleeping. Did he even know that Kimimaro was in the hospital just last week from exhaustion? Did he care that his brother was trying to shoulder the entire company by himself just so their father could retire? Orochimaru often found himself wondering if Sasuke's disreputable behavior was his fault or if it had something to do with the young man's previous family.

"Father, you sent me another one of those blabbering bimbo's as secretary candidates?" Kimimaro asked. "What did I do, Father?" he sighed.

"What do you mean, Kimimaro?"

"What did I do that made you lose faith in me?"

"Kimimaro you have always been gifted, but no matter how brilliant you are, managing this company alone is impossible! Even I had to rely on that idiot Jiraiya, as well as my old friend Tsunade, for help. For heaven's sake, I'm the one who started this company!"

Orochimaru paused. Tsunade, he thought. Isn't her daughter looking for a full-time job? He thought of the girl who went to high school with Sasuke. If I remember correctly, she was intelligent, hardworking, and rather pretty. His matchmaking tendencies were rising to the surface. If I'm lucky, I may just get some grandkids out of this. He thought with poorly disguised glee. Lucky for him, Kimimaro was too lost in his own musings to notice.

Kimimaro sighed again. It seemed as if, no matter what he did he still had to rely on his father's help. Sasuke took it for granted, but Kimimaro knew that Orochimaru wouldn't be around forever. That's why he needed to prove to his father that he could do this! He didn't need Sasuke's or anyone else's help. Still, if it eased his Father's fears, he would find a secretary. He just had to make sure she wasn't looking to get money without earning it or to have one of Japan's richest men wrapped around her finger.

"Listen, Dad," Kimimaro began. "It's not like I'm looking for a lover. I just want someone who's going to work for me to be a little less vain and a little more hardworking." he sighed.

Orochimaru looked at Kimimaro thoughtfully and smirked. "Don't worry, Son, I already have another girl in mind."