Warnings: Swearing, Yaoi, BoyxBoy in later chapters, etc. Will update warnings as I go.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Never will. That goes for all chapters after this.

Sasuke slammed the door of his black mustang gt loudly and cursed, not caring if the people walking by on the street gave him weird looks. His brother had failed to wake him up as promised and his first appointment of the day was at eight, it was already seven-thirty.

He prayed to any god that was listening that he had time to set everything up before the first model got there. God knew how bitchy these people could get if everything wasn't absolutely perfect.

He quickened his pace down the short walk from the parking lot to his studio, Kaleidoscope, reaching the frosted glass door within seconds. He looked at the set of keys in his pale hand and automatically found the one that unlocked the studio door and let himself in.

The large building was completely dark, save for the large fishtank that was built into the wall in the front office. He reached to his right and flicked on all eight light switches at once, watching for a moment as the whole building came to life.

It was a really nice studio if he could say so himself. The walls were a deep ash color throughout the whole front of the building, the front had a simple yet elegant wooden desk where one of his secretary's Haruno Sakura worked, there was also a bathroom and about a dozen padded black chairs in the lobby for the waiting customers.

A door to the right lead to his studio, where he did all of his work. The room had deep scarlet colored floors and ceiling, lime green walls with various sizes and types of pictures littered the walls, each in it's own frame.

A white curtain was set up on rods to cover a majority of the right side of the rooms walls, tripods and tall lights were spread out as needed so he could get the perfect shot each time. There was a medium sized storage room to the left where he kept all his extra equipment, all his extra cameras, tripods, lights, screens, and even film for when he used it, and a couple of chairs along the back wall. Then there was the last two rooms in the building, another private bathroom for the picky customers and his office.

Everything he has now, he earned it. From the time he was thirteen he knew he wanted to become a professional photographer so he had his father open him a savings account. He had put all of his hard earned money into his savings so he could buy a studio when he became older, with his mother and father's help he had made his dream come true.

He was now the top photographer money could hire. His mother had gotten him his first camera when he was fourteen and from then he built his way to the top. Sure, his family was rich and successful but he wanted to be as independent as they would allow.

He knew all he had to do was ask for something and his parents would get it for him in a heartbeat, but unlike most rich kids he didn't like that lifestyle. He was his own person and no matter how much his father hated it he still supported him all the way, it was his choice.

He snapped out of his thoughts when someone behind him slipped through the door, the bells chiming loudly. He turned around and saw Sakura standing in front of him with a questioning look.

"Sasuke-sama? Did you just get here?" She asked in a quiet voice filled with surprise.

He nodded and moved out of her way so she could get to her desk. "Yes, my brother failed to wake me up like he promised too. I'll need you to go out sometime today and get me a new alarm clock."

Sakura smiled gently at him and nodded, her soft pink hair moving with her head. "Okay. Do you need some help setting up? First appointment arrives in about twenty minutes..."

"Yes, everything from yesterday is still set up so all we have to do is turn everything on and set up the camera and tripod as well as the food." Sasuke frowned.

He hadn't meant to spend so much time thinking about the past and his studio, his didn't know his first client and wasn't sure how they were going to act. Some of the models were complete bitches while others were pleasantly snobby, very few were actually nice.

"I'll need you to get the refreshments and snacks set up." He said in a smooth voice. "Also, call Karin and Ino and tell them if they aren't here in twenty minutes they are fired."

Honestly, the only reason he even bothered with the food and drinks is because it was a requirement. Most of the models were to ignorant to eat at home, much less the studio. Starving for perfection was the term he used.

Thankfully he had never had one of them to pass out here, yet. His business had been up and running for three years now, he was only eighteen. He's had lots of different people to come here, requesting his services.

Hyuuga Hinata had been here quite a few times over the years, she was known for her acting skills. Hyuuga Neji, Inuzuka Kiba, Nara Shikamaru, and lots of others were models or actors as well.

From people to objects, Sasuke could capture it all. He had a thing for catching the right mood at the right time and place. That's what made him number one.

"All set up Sasuke-sama! Also they are on their way."

Sakura's voice snapped him out of his thoughts once more and he cursed loudly, he had to get the rest of this set up now. There was less than ten minutes left before number one arrived, he was normally more on task than this.

He silently cursed Itachi under his breath as he sat his camera bag on a long table and started unpacking everything. He called Sakura back into the room and asked her to plug everything in for him before she left to go back to her desk up front.

By the time he got everything set up and he was ready to go it was eight-ten, great he as well as the first model and his two other workers were late. He sighed, at least they couldn't bitch about him not being ready now.

Now all he had to do was wait for Karin and Ino to get here, they were his other assistance. They helped with wardrobe as well as anything else the models needed including make-up and hair.

He looked at his watch once more, wondering how long it would be before his mystery guest showed up. He knew it was a male but he didn't recognize the name.

He heard the bells on the front door chime and hoped it was his client so he could finally get the day started. Giving the room another glance so he made sure everything was in place and set up like it was suppose to be and all the clothes were set out, he turned to the door, waiting.

Not too much longer Sakura appeared at the door and lead someone into the room. The boy was rather short, sun kissed skin and bright azure eyes with shaggy blonde hair that fell into his face and over his ears, he was skinny, too skinny Sasuke noted.

The young boy didn't look like he could be any older than seventeen. He was dressed in a skin tight pair of black stone wash skinny jeans, a form fitting t-shirt with the linkin park logo on it and a pair of black and white converse with neon orange shoe strings. His outfit was topped off with a single black fingerless gloves and a neon yellow wrist band on his left wrist.

The boy looked like he could fit into Sakura's clothes and that was saying something. Sakura was really lean, maybe a size two.

'Typical HotTopic model' He thought to himself.

"Sasuke-sama, this is Uzumaki Naruto. I've helped you lay out all the clothes and accessories, if you need anything more I'll be right up front." Sakura said with a smile before turning to Naruto. "Would you like anything to drink or eat Uzumaki-san?"

"No." Naruto snapped, shooting her an accusing look before crossing his arms over his chest and looking the other way. There was no way in hell he was eating anything here, he would just eat when he got home.

Sakura gave him a small smile, ignoring his bitter tone and turned to leave. They dealt with these prissy kids all the time, Naruto would be no different.

"It's nice to meet you Uzumaki-san." Sasuke held his right hand out in a welcoming shake.

Naruto simply turned away from him and stalked further into the large room, looking around with a blank face. He just wanted to get this over with and get out of here, back to the safety of his own home.

Sasuke ignored Naruto's rudeness and walked over so he was standing beside him. He only had to put up with his attitude for a few hours, he could do it. He was rather good at hiding his own emotions, living with his father and Itachi and all.

"Let's get started then." Sasuke walked past him and pointed to a Japanese styled changing curtain. "You change behind there, I'll give you the outfit and explain anything you aren't sure of, my other assistants will be here soon."

"Tch. Late assistance? Should have known this place would suck a-"

"Excuse me Sasuke-sama, sorry we're late. You know how the traffic is this time of morning..." A blonde haired girl spoke quickly and loudly.

"It's alright Ino, this is Uzumaki-san." The raven gestured to the shorter boy. "Please help him get into his first outfit, they are all hung up according to number like always."

Ino nodded and quickly walked over to the rack of clothes by the changing curtain followed by Karin. He listened to Naruto fuss and bicker to his assistance and knew this was going to be a long day.

He sighed and prayed for the strength to get through it without getting a headache.