A/N: Yes, finally! A story I have fun writing.
Anyways, this is my first multi-chaptered story that I've posted. I got the idea (more like stole it) from NBC's new show, Chuck, which will be airing this September. I immediately fell in love with the idea, but it seemed a bit dull to me. But that's because I'm greedy. I did, however, change up some of the characters, and put my own little spin on it, so it's partially mine. Added to the fact that I haven't even seen the show, so it's impossible for the two plots to even compare. So the plot's mine too.
I'm not sure how it will turn out, but I'm hoping it will be satisfying for both you readers and myself. This is AU, set in America, and any likenesses between things/characters/places are obviously on purpose. I just don't want to disclaim anything, because it's not fun to do.
Take note: As much as I love SasuNaru, I don't feel comfortable enough as a writer to really go into this genre yet. I wanted this story to be friendly, and modest, but I do love a good romance every now and again, so I'll try to add the drama to spice it up. But mainly, it's going to stick with a friendship between the two. Who knows? As it progresses, it might advance a teensy weensy bit. If the story progresses, that is.
I don't own Naruto.
Techie and the Agent
Chapter One
iWork for TechTeam
"Clean up on aisle 12, clean up on aisle 12, thank you," drawled the intercom. Silence rang throughout the nearly deserted computer store, and Naruto had to forcefully restrain himself from rolling his eyes.
Flinging his pen onto the tiled floor, he checked his surroundings to make sure he wasn't being watched.
"Woopsie. Better…grab that…pen," he muttered uselessly.
Swiftly ducking behind the counter, he checked his pockets for his car keys and wallet before army crawling to the back exit. The intercom continuously repeated its mantra of 'clean up'; Naruto paid no heed.
As soon as he pushed open the EXIT door to the back parking lot, he shouted, "Freedom!" and made a mad dash for his car.
Just as he was about to open the door to his small paid-by-the-company smart car, flashing all of its purple and orange wonder to the world…
A hand shot out of nowhere and prevented him from his previous task.
Startled, he turned his head to greet the sight of one irate Store Manager, who went by the name of Iruka.
"Where in the blazes do you think you're going?" The man asked venomously.
Naruto gulped. "Home?"
Iruka's glare was too much to handle, so he pulled out his car keys from the door handle and slapped them down onto the top of the car (ignoring the way they left a small dent).
"Okay, fine, you got me. I wanted to get home to check on my hamster, Leslie, and since my shift was over, I thought I could—"
"Your shift isn't over for another—" Iruka quickly consulted his watch. "4 minutes, Naruto! How could you even THINK about leaving early? Your co-workers need you! The whole industry of TechTeam Corp. needs you! I need you!"
"Leslie needs me…" Naruto mumbled.
The older man grabbed Naruto by the ear, proceeding to drag him back to the building.
"Come on, you still have another—" he checked his watch again. "3 minutes and 27 seconds left before the end of your shift."
Shoving the blonde into his small cubicle-like space behind the main counter, Iruka stalked off to the back, grumbling about irresponsible workers and the like.
Naruto groaned. His day was turning out just peachy.
"CLEAN UP ON AISLE 12, DAMN IT!"
Just as the minute hand struck the 6 on the ancient overhanging clock that was mounted on the main support beam, signaling the end of Naruto's long, tedious 4-hour shift, his co-worker Kiba sprang from nowhere and leaped onto the counter, sending Naruto into a state of shock. He landed on the ground with a large 'oomph'.
Kiba grinned. "You should have seen your face!" He laughed, before taking on a more serious expression for what he had to say next. "Anyways, I came over here to tell you that Hinata's granny is sick, and so she needs to leave work now to check on her or something. I'm going to take her hours instead of yours, so you need to work until 7 tonight. Okay?"
The blonde's eye twitched. "WHAT?" He screeched.
"Just saying. See ya later, man." He flashed a set of pointy canine-like teeth before bounding away, presumably to chat with Hinata before she left.
Naruto smacked a hand over his face. Not only was Leslie going to be lonely tonight, but also he had to work for another 4 hours!
He stamped the company's logo angrily onto an innocent piece of paper with malice.
When his shift was finally over, he weaved through traffic in his tiny fuel-efficient car, and made his way to the low-end economy part of town, where his equally tiny apartment awaited.
After unsuccessfully checking the television for any entertaining channels, he decided to check his emails and maybe play a little bit of solitaire (his one true obsession).
Emptying out the junk mail took a little more than 15 minutes, since his stupid company happened to release their workers' emails to random businesses who all send offers about free oil changes and discounts on home loans every day. Stupid little—!
Sighing, he booted up his deluxe solitaire expansion pack while absently stroking his hamster's furry head as she sat next to him.
"Good girl, Les-Les. You always stick by me, don't you? You cute little angel. Daddy loves you. Yes he does! Yes he does!"
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Outside, settled on a tree branch and holding binoculars were two men. One was quite a bit larger than the other, and carried a massive handgun in his holster.
The other was jotting down notes on a small pad while giving 'affirmatives' and 'no sirs' to a small microphone near his ear. Both were dressed in black with small red clouds decorating the heavy material.
The bulky one nudged his partner, obviously uncomfortable with watching a 19 year old coo his pet hamster through a window.
"Hey," he whispered, "when're we gonna be done with this damn job?"
He indicated the darkening horizon behind them; it had to be around 8 PM or so.
The smaller one turned to face him.
"Hidan, shut up. We're taking notes—Actually, I'm taking notes—on this little kid because Boss told us to. Can't you go pray or something? I'm busy."
"But Sasori," whined Hidan. "Why the hell is he so interesting? He's just a stupid computer nerd making minimum wage. What could he have possibly done to make him Boss' prime target?"
Sasori sighed, running a hand through his messy scarlet hair.
"I think illegally obtaining every secret the CIA and FBI knows, as well as hacking into the government database and possibly knowing the intricate details of the workings of America and its systems—"
He put down his binoculars. "Is reason enough to want to kidnap him."
A/N: Is Hidan too friendly? I think so. Anyway, I already know where I want the first part of the plot to go, but after that is no man's land. I hope I can pull something together in time...if you have any comments on this, or want to give advice, please do. I get massive cases of Writer's Block frequently, so I need to depend on my friends immensely to keep the creative juices flowing.
Next chapter will probably introduce Sasuke and maybe someone else, I'm not sure yet. My brain worked so hard last night (enabling me to stay up past 1 AM, by golly), that it's completely exhausted for the next 48 hours. Just in time for school tomorrow!
Review? Sure.