YESSS EXAMS ARE FINALLY FINISHED!

I've been relaxing for a week and now i'm ready to finish this fic!

Disclaimer: i don't own Naruto and i never will

*Naruto's point of view*

This morning I had woken up with a bad feeling even though it looked like another lovely day.

I bolted upright realising that: It was THE DAY.

The day I had been dreading, trying to push to the back of my mind which I was successful in doing. Well I had forgotten about it until it had even replaced my normal nightmares of ramen massacre's during these last few days. Yeah, it's that bad.

Now I had just gotten off the elevator and was making my way to my office when a voice acknowledged me.

"Hey Naruto"

I waved back to Kiba unable to force a smile. He instantly figured out what day it was and sympathetically patted me on the back.

"Hey man, if it makes you feel any better, I'd treat you to ramen for a week."

That did instantly make me feel better. Kiba really knew how to please a ramen addict.

I gave a weak smile before we parted ways.

"Na..Na, Naruto kun." A quivering voice greeted my ear.

"Oh hi Hinata." I said. I was now able to smile a little.

"I, I-hope you feel be-better soon." She always stutters when she talks and twiddles her finger...and something else. I was forgetting something else that was part of her routine. Oh yeah, she would blush in three, two, one.

I watched as Hinata's face turned a pretty but unhealthy shade of pink.

"Don't worry about it Hinata, I'm sure I'll be able to survive." I said reassuringly. Then I opened the door to my office.

Yes! Thats right, MY office. Its nowhere near as big as Shikamaru's or Neji's but I personally think it is way more comfortable and inviting.

A huge poster of ramen (pork miso of course)that I had gotten from Ichiraku, hung on the side wall (the old man at the stand had given it to me as I was his most frequent customer.) Pictures decorated my desk. There were ones of me with Jiraiya and Tsunade among others with my friends in them. My swivel chair was bright orange, my folders were orange and all my stationary and folders were orange. Oh and my most favourite thing in my office (which just beats my ramen poster by an inch) is my orange stuffed fox with nine tails.

Kyuubi was occupying my chair right now so I picked him up, sat on my seat and placed him on my lap. Aww, kyuubi was so comforting to me, like he was a part of me.

'Arrghh I'm such a liar! There is no way I'll survive this...this...torture!' my mind screeched. I grabbed my hair in frustration before burrying my face on my desk.

I didn't hear the door open and someone enter.

"Something wrong Uzumaki?" a deep, monotone voice asked.

I looked up sharply to see the Teme standing there like a statue, with his hair all styled in that duckbutt style of his, his suit pristine with no visible crease, and his necktie straight and neat around his neck. No one else looked as polished as the Teme, except maybe Neji. Neji had a thing about neatness.

"Nothings wrong." I replied with all the snobbery I could master and I shuffled the papers on my desk as if I had something important to do.

"And what brings you to my office today?" I continued my 'I'm so busy right now but I guess I can make time to listen to you.'

"You call this an office?" I watched as the Teme's eyeballs scanned the room.

"Yes. Why?" I clutched my heart in offence.

"Your clutching the wrong side Dobe."

"You don't like?" I asked hurt.

"I'm suprised you didn't add a orange blanket on your floor and made it into a makeshift bed."

"Well, Uchihasama, I actually thought about that until I smartly realised," I pointed to my brain "that I could just do it on my desk." I crossed my arms feeling proud of myself.

The teme just looked stoically at me which made me feel uncomfortable, and then it happened again. I swear I saw his eyes turn red for a moment.

A loud growl emitted through the air and I realised that it was my stomach.

"Hehe. I think my stomach is still hungry although I've just eaten breakfast"

"Dobe, it's only 10 o'clock."

"I uh, know, but I didn't have any ramen today and well, I have to have my daily fix of ramen."

"I thought you hated ramen" he said it so softly

"WAH-HAT? I yelled. "Why would you think that I would ever go against the most heavenly thing on this earth?"

"Nothing." He replied "I just heard that you had nightmares about them"

"Nightmares of ramen being thrown away," I corrected him.

I caught him rolling his eyes

"You know, you should smile more."

"Hn"

It was like talking to a robot.

"I haven't had breakfast yet Uzumaki so I'm allowing you to accompany me to eat somewhere."

"Ichiraku?" I asked pleadingly.

"I don't care."

I patted him on the shoulders (note to self: never touch Uchiha-sama as he looks like he will incinerate you) and quickly led the way.

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We had just ordered and we were sitting in the Ichiraku stools.

"So...how's it been sooo far Mr Uchihaaa Samaa?" I asked in a sing along voice. The Teme didn't even move. I wonder if he was born with a condition that inordered him to move as little as possible just like how I was born with my 6 scars.

Anyway, I knew it was going to be hell for him the next 5 minutes the ramen would take until it was served.

Waiting for my ramen for 3 minute was on my "Things I hate the most list", waiting for my ramen for 5 minutes was number 2.

"So tell me more about yourself, I mean right now your as interesting as a....well, you know your not very interesting to me right now." I fidgeted in my seat. How in the world did the Teme stay so still and composed when ramen was just a few minutes away.

"Hn, what do you want to know Dobe?"

"Don't call me Dobe, Teme." I thought about what I wanted to know about him. "Like, what are your hobbies and accomplishments? Apart from gaining world domination through the means of your company and secretly killing people that get in your way haha" I forced a laugh that was probably loud even for my standards. "I'm just joking about the last part hehe." My laugh became nervous as I saw the Teme's face twitch.

'oh man I had to watch my back as I'm getting too close to the bastard. ' I thought. This is only my second meeting and I was probably already uncovering his secrets which was only slightly worse than having my face within inches of his dingdong (yes, it was inches FROM his dingdong and I refuse to acknowledge that I was actually in contact with it as Kiba persistently tells me).

"Uzumaki,your turning red. Are you sure you're really ok?"

My face had turned pink at the flashback and had heated up even more when the Teme actually spoke with emotion. I was shocked. The Teme had actually moved to look at me and he actually sounded like he cared.

"You look like a tomato," – I glared at him.

"With that red, shiny face and with hair sticking up like that...replicates the stem"

I could feel my face practically burn from anger.

"TEME!" I yelled. "You don't look that great either."

Right about this time I completely forgot that he was my superior and that he was capable of making people disappear (although I had no proof).

"Your hair looks like a duck's butt, you have the skin of a vampire, yeah you have a nice body and your muscles are bigger than mine – but so what! 'Coz your eyes are scary especially when your eyeballs move around because you can't be bothered to move your head! Like this," I made my eyes dart around to show him what I meant, "And a couple of times I saw your eyes change into red and although Kiba nor Shikamaru would believe me, just remember" I pointed to myself, "I know." I whispered loudly for effect.

I waited for the Teme's reaction feeling quite pleased for myself.

"..."

I didn't quite know what I was supposed to know but the Teme didn't know that I didn't know. It also clicked in that the number one rule in keeping your job was not to offend your boss. Especially when it had to do with their looks, because people always over reacted when it came to their looks.

'I have definetly crossed the line now,' I thought. I braced myself for what was to come next.

"Dobe," I could practically feel his anger ooz out with his body heat. "You think I have a nice body."

"Wha?" I looked at him speechless. Did I hear right?

"You said that you think I have a nice body." He repeated with a smirk.

Out of many things I listed he had to go for the hardest one to cover up.

"Um, you see, what I meant was that you looked like you worked out," I said waving my hands around.

'come on Naruto, keep flattering him.' I urged myself.

"you know, you look...big and strong." I had to keep myself from barfing when I thought, 'oh no, what if he wasn't going for the masculine look but rather for the lean look.'

Ok, do damage control.

"Uh,although I wouldn't know whats underneath your clothes since I haven't seen you naked yet – GAAH not that I ever will!"

Why couldn't my mouth just stay shut? This was probably my punishment for my many lies.

"It's just what I think based on what I felt." I grinned. Finally I had said something truthful and my mouth did not distort the meaning. It was true that the Teme's shoulder's felt firm and muscly underneath his suit when I had patted it. It was something that Kiba had been trying to achieve since highschool.

"Hn, based on what you felt." I scowled at his smirk.

My eye caught a poster for the recent opening of the new restaurant "Cuisine". The food looked extremely good on the poster and I couldn't help but groan. The ramen was taking way too long.

"Dobe, the Cuisine is opening next Friday." The Teme said.

"I know. The food looks delicious but unfortunatly, its way out of my budget. It's one of those restaurants were clebrities and snobby rich people eat." I rubbed my growling stomach. 'it's ok, ramen's nearly on the way.'

"Hn. I'm taking you on Friday."

I think I must have misheard the Teme.

"What did you say?"

"Deaf and stupid. I said 'I'm taking you on Friday'" he repeated.

Wow the bastard wasn't as bad as I had thought. He was going to take me to the most talked about restaurant opening, that was so nice of –

"Hey!" I said with realisation, "you can't just expect me to go with you. I'm not something you can command with a click of your fingers, like a dog." I pouted,

'Besides, it would of been so much nicer if he had asked me.'

"Dobe" he said slowly, "do you want free food or not."

Well he had a point there. There was no way I was gonna miss out on free food.

I smiled as I saw the waitress bringing the our tray of food to our table.

"Ok Uchihasama, It's a date."

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Sitting back in my office with a content stomach filled with delicious ramen, I had an uneasy feeling about something.

"GYAH!!!" I squaked as realisation hit me. I had felt more than the Teme's shoulders and considering how he repeated my words with such conceitedness, he probably got the wrong idea.

I groaned, why was the higher authority doing this to me?

"Riinnnggg" my cellphone rang.

"Hello, Uzumaki speaking?"

"Naruto, sorry but I have to postpone your appointment today."

My heart soured and I felt like doing my 'happy dance.'

Yahay!

"and I'm really sorry to say that I only have an open slot a week from now - "

I grimaced

"and it has to be on Friday."

"On Friday? Are you sure there is no other day available?" I asked. Friday wasn't the best day for it especially when I was going to have dinner with the boss.

"No, sorry. I'm going to go away tonight and then I'll only be back on Friday. Unfortunantly I have another conference I have to go to right after, so Fridays the only day kiddo."

I sighed. I guess the Teme was going to have another bad dose of Naruto, and this time it was gonna be alot worse.

"Fine. Its Friday then."

"It's a date." She hanged up the phone.

Yeah, its a date with you and your deathly instruments