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The Four Suits

Deal

"Applicant forty-five, we're ready for you."

Bouncing up from his seat with a grin Naruto Uzumaki hurried over to the woman, beaming his much-loved grin at her. Even she, a cold, hard employee of Akatsuki corp., couldn't resist smiling back at him. He turned and led him into the interview room, gesturing for him to sit down at the table.

Sinking into a seat Naruto looked around the dull interview room. The plain grey colours were depressing, and to Naruto's surprise there was no two-way mirror as he expected. There was, of course, a dull black half circle on the ceiling in every corner that hid a camera.

Naruto tilted his head as he glanced up at one before flashing it a blinding smile. The door across from him, not the one he entered through, opened. A tall man wearing a plain black suit entered. His red hair fell in a shaggy mop on his head, surprisingly casual for a business man. He sat down across the wide table from Naruto, sinking into his own uncomfortable seat.

"So, Mr. Uzumaki," he began, opening a file. "my name is Sasori Akasuna. I'll be conducting the interview today."

"Pleased to meet you!" Naruto said, thrusting a hand across the table. Sasori raised an eyebrow but took it none the less, shaking it. "I'm honoured to be here!"

"Of course you are," Sasori murmured. "Now, let's begin. We've looked over your application for the personal assistant position…"

--

Naruto whistled as he crossed left the large Akatsuki corp. building. Crossing the streets at the lights, he calmly pulled his phone from his pocket. Humming a tune that no one but he knew, he hit the third speed dial number, bringing the device up to his ear.

"How'd it go?"

"Perfect! I owned that interview!"

"Did you get the job?"

"I was told I was the most promising candidate by far! I've been told to expect a call in the next three to four days."

"Awesome. Come on home, we'll celebrate."

"Kiba! Are you flirting with me?"

"No, you dumbass! Get your ass home before I come out there and kick it!"

"Oh, I'm sure that's all you want to do to my ass!"

"Naruto!"

Laughing, Naruto hung up on his friend, a skip working its way into his already enthusiastic step.

--

"So is the plant in place?"

"Yes, brother. He will receive the call by Monday."

"Perfect."

"Yes. Don't worry, little brother; soon it will all fall into place."

Everything was going according to plan.

--

Naruto Uzumaki raced up the stairs to the large mansion, a wide grin on his face. He was practically dancing as he dug for his keys, searching his shoulder bag quickly. Swearing when he couldn't find them, he looked up, reaching out to hit the intercom button.

"Sabaku mansion, what do you want?"

"Kiba you ass! Let me in!" Naruto howled into the speaker. The screen above the speaker flickered for a moment before revealing a man. He had brown spiky hair, red tattoos on either cheek, and dark eyes. Kiba Inuzuka grinned at the man that appeared on his own screen.

Naruto was pouting (he could never pull of a glare) his ruby red lips curving on his tan face. His blond hair was of the most pure gold, falling in spikes much like Kiba's. His stunning blue eyes were vivid in his face, and currently flashing with anger.

"Kiba!" he shouted at the intercom. "You know it's me! Let me in!"

"You know the rules! No key, no entry!"

"KIBA!"

"Sorry, Naruto, but let that be a lesson to yo-"

"KIBA!"

Naruto snickered as Kiba was suddenly shoved aside by a girl with long blond hair. Her dark blue eyes pierced him, even as she pressed a button to open the door.

"Ino! My love! My one true light!"

"Shut up, Naruto," this voice came from the other side of the door. Naruto darted through the electronic door, grinning at the lazy man on the other side. Brown hair pulled back in a spiky ponytail, hands shoved in pockets, Shikamaru Nara was glaring only slightly at Naruto, the only sight of his annoyance that Naruto was hitting on his fiancée.

"Hey, Shika!" Naruto cried as he pulled him into a one-armed hug. "Did ya hear the good news?"

"Yeah, yeah," Shikamaru grumbled as he pushed Naruto off. "You got the job."

"I know!" Naruto cried as he pulled Shikamaru through the overly large mansion. "This is gonna be awesome!"

Shikamaru shook his head as Naruto dragged him into what was once a large study.

It was now a huge office, filled with state of the art computers. All the light had been shut out, hundreds of wires covered the floor, and screens glowed dully. Shikamaru returned to his computer instantly, sitting down and tapping away. Naruto bounced to his own, dumping his bag as he reached it. Hitting a couple of buttons to get the computer out of its sleep state, he turned to survey the room.

Kiba was lounging at his computer, feet propped up on his desk as he tapped, probably playing solitaire. Ino and Shikamaru were at their adjoining desk, talking quietly. Probably wedding plans. Choji, munching away on a packet of chips his plump body didn't need was talking to Asuma, a burly man who was trying not to frown in disgust at the potato chips flying everywhere.

And there, at the back of the room, stood the three people Naruto wanted to see the most right now. The first, a tall female with dark blond hair in ponytails, was talking to the two males by her side, a smile on her usually stern face. Next to Temari stood the eldest of her two younger brothers, Kankuro. He towered over his sister; his shaggy brown hair as un-kept as hers was neat. His broad, attractive features, would go unnoticed in a crowd, but not if you were focusing on him.

And last but not least was Naruto's favourite of the three. Short, adorable and pale, Gaara Sabaku sported bright, fire engine red hair, pale green eyes and beautifully flawless skin. He was Naruto's best friend.

"Gaara!" Naruto launched himself over to the siblings, latching onto Gaara. He wrapped his arms around the short redhead from behind, leaning his chin on top of his head. "Did ya hear?"

"Get off me, Naruto," he replied in his monotone. Kankuro rolled his eyes.

"Come on, little brother," he said with a chuckle. "He did well."

"I know!" Naruto chirped. "How awesome is this?"

"You did very well!"

Naruto turned and grinned at the man approaching them. Dark hair, a lot like Shikamaru's, was pulled back in a spiky ponytail. His skin was a delicious dark tan, darker even than Naruto's, only marred by the scar across his nose.

"Iruka!" Naruto switched his embrace from the delicate redhead to the enthusiastic man. "This is so awesome!"

"You're right," Iruka replied as he patted Naruto on the head. Sure he was taller than Gaara, but he was still short. "This is wonderful!"

Naruto spun, his eyes sparkling.

"We're on our way to a new fantastic life!"

--

"So he's in place then?"

"Yes."

"Wonderful."

"I have a question."

"What is it?"

"I understand my motives for this, but not yours."

"That is a statement."

"Answer it."

A gasp filled the room as a quick kiss was stolen.

"There, does that explain it?"

"I had my suspicions… but I never thought you'd act on them."

"Let's just say my affections for you are only part of it."

"Hmm, that certain family member finally push you too far?"

Another kiss, this one longer.

"You need to either hold your tongue or learn to use it better."

"…I'll show you how well I can use it."

Soft moans filled the room, signalling the end of the conversation.

Everything was going according to plan.

--

"Ok, one more time."

Shikamaru glared up at Temari, who calmly raised an eyebrow at him. They had an odd friendship. Everyone thought they were romantically interested in each other, but they weren't. They hadn't the slightest romantic interest in each other.

"It's perfect," Shikamaru argued. "I created it from scratch!"

"That is what worries me," Temari said flatly. "There has never been a virus like it. So we don't know if their defences will crush it instantly, or if it will survive."

"Listen, this thing is perfect!"

Naruto tuned out their argument as he focused on the little piece of paper Gaara had thrust at him with strict instructions not to screw up.

Infiltrate Akatsuki Corp.

Check.

Gain trust of boss.

Er… working on it.

Gain access to boss's computer.

That one might be hard. Naruto was hopeless at hacking, but Shikamaru had been teaching him how to crack passwords. It took him a while, but he was getting there.

Plug in USB

Easy.

Open up the command box.

Geez, Gaara, he wasn't that dumb.

Activate the Shadow Possession Program.

Still think that's a stupid name for a program, Shikamaru.

Let it run its course.

Naruto nodded slightly before re-reading the list. He needed to get this right, or everything they worked for would be pointless.

"Listen up!" Temari shouted, her argument with Shikamaru obviously over. "This is it! Once Naruto gets that call, there will be no more contact between us and him, so we're going over everything one last time.

"Naruto has been employed by Akatsuki Corp. We know he has the job, Shikamaru hacked their system today, he has been entered into the employee databank. He is the personal assistant to Itachi Uchiha, the CEO of Akatsuki corp."

"How the hell did Naruto get the job?" Kiba demanded, cutting it rudely. "I mean, the only other job he had was as a waiter in a ramen shop! And he got fired for eating all the ramen!"

"Shut up, Kiba!"

"Well you did!"

"Silence!" Temari shouted. They fell quiet. "We believe the reason that Naruto was hired was not for his, uh, skills, but simply because Uchiha has had a tendency to hire pretty blond men in the past. Also, Naruto's name can't be disregarded. They will surely ran a background check and find out that he is the son of Minato Namikaze, and then hired him simply because he will make a powerful ally, even though they don't know he doesn't associate with his family.

"Regardless, Naruto will use that to his full advantage," Temari said with a scowl. Naruto returned it. Uchiha was probably some fat bloated whale of a man. Ew. And his past? Who cared. Surely not Naruto. "He will gain access to Uchiha's computer and infect it with the Shadow Possession Virus."

Shikamaru stood, gaining attention. It was his creation, the virus, something he was immensely proud of, so it was only right that he explained exactly what it did. Most of them, Naruto included, had only a vague idea. It was supposed to make them all incredibly rich, that much was known.

"The Shadow Possession virus will make us filthy rich," Shikamaru began without preamble. "It is imperative that it be released into Itachi Uchiha's computer. Akatsuki is not just one company; it is a mother company for a number of others. These include Sharingan Inc, Chidori corp. and Mangekyou Productions, to name a few. It is also a sister company to Hyuuga Inc.

"Put simply, once this virus infects that computer it will have access to all the companies. All of them. And for every dollar each company makes, we take of one cent. It may not seem like much, but Akatsuki itself rakes in over a billion dollars every year. As does most of the other companies. The virus can sit for years without detection, in fact they won't find it at all unless they know what they're looking for. And by that time, we'll be long gone. The money goes straight into several untraceable accounts, one for each of us excluding Ino and myself, who have a combined one."

"So basically," Naruto said, his eyes sparkling. "Once this thing is in, we're home free?"

"Ten points," Kiba said with a smirk. "Not to make you nervous, but it's all on you, blondie."

"Shut up, dog breath!"

"Make me!"

"Why I ought to-"

"Enough!" Temari shouted as she stood, slamming her hands on the table before her. "Does everyone understand what has happened here?"

"Yes, Temari," a number of voices chorused.

"Good!" she shouted. "Now, it's Naruto's last night with us for a long time, possibly forever, so let's get pissed!"

--

"Mm, you're all so devious, aren't you?"

"They're all only kids… it's incredible."

"Indeed. And you're sure they don't suspect you?"

"Of course not. Only you get to see the real me."

"And that's the way it should always be. Now bring you delectable body over here, we haven't much time."

"…we never do…"

"We will soon, my love, soon."

Everything was going according to plan.

--

Three days later, Naruto's cell went off. He grinned as he reached over to answer it, knowing immediately who it would be. All his other friends had cut contact with him now, it was him all alone, with a USB holding their lives on it.

"Hello, Naruto Uzumaki speaking."

"Mr. Uzumaki. It's Sasori Akasuna. I'm calling to say it is a pleasure to welcome you to the company…"

Perfect.

--

Naruto rubbed the palms of his hands against his pants, slightly nervous to be starting his new job. He strode into the lobby, looking around the expensive building. He was dressed in a long-sleeved white shirt and dark blank pants, the type Ino reassured him was appropriate to wear to his new job. His golden hair had refused to be tamed, despite Naruto spending fifteen minutes attacking it with a brush.

He only had a chance to glance around once before a sharply dressed woman was heading towards him. Her hair was a horribly bright pink, her eyes a light green. She didn't look very welcoming, her eyes and face were equally cold.

"Mr. Uzumaki, I presume?" she began. He didn't give her a chance to say anything, she simply kept talking. "My name is Sakura Haruno. I am personal assistant to Sasuke Uchiha. I am here to tell you what you will be doing."

Naruto didn't like her. She obviously hated him already, judging by the cold manner she was giving off. Despite her being a complete bitch it him, she was obviously a very warm person normally.

Sakura dragged him to the elevator, her chilly silence pressing in upon Naruto. She pressed one of the many buttons, choosing a floor in the twenties. Naruto ignored the cold shoulder she was giving him, and started to whistle. Aside from throwing him a look of pure disgust, Sakura continued to ignore him.

They reached the level and exited into a bunch of cubicles. Sakura marched him straight past them, leading him to an office. There, he was unceremoniously shoved before a screen, told to smile, blinded by a flash, before being pushed aside again.

Soon he was presented with a pass with his name on it, told it would open the doors and work the elevator. Sliding it into his pocket, Naruto turned to smile brightly at Sakura.

"Where to now?" he asked. She scowled back, her manicured nails tightening on the papers she was carrying.

"I'll introduce you to some more people," she said with her nose in the air. She turned, leading the way back to the elevator.

This time, she swiped her card and pressed the button for the second highest floor. Tapping her foot as the elevator rose she seemed to grow more and more annoyed each time the box stopped and more people got on. They all seemed slightly more cheerful than Sakura, as they made their way to their various floors.

Once they reached the second to last floor, Sakura stomped out, leading Naruto past offices and people. The people seemed to be working hard, barely looking up. Sakura led Naruto to the end of the floor, past a number of secretary's desks to where a bored looking, redhead woman sat before a phone, idly answering it.

"Mr. Uchiha's office, no he's not in. After lunch. Mr. Uchiha's office, no he's not in. I said he's not in! Mr. Uchiha's office, yes, he said the twelfth."

As soon as she spotted Sakura she dropped the phone, straightening with a grin. Sakura was instantly hostile, more so than she had been with Naruto.

"Sakura," the woman crooned. "Who's this?"

"Karin," Sakura replied with narrowed eyes. "This is Naruto, Itachi Uchiha's new assistant."

"Ahh," Karin sat back with a wider grin. "So this is the one that snagged the job you wanted?"

Well, that certainly explained the hostility. Sakura wanted to work for Itachi. But she wasn't blond, male and (according to Temari) pretty.

"Karin is Sasuke's secretary," Sakura said coolly, a glint of triumph in her eyes. She was obviously pleased to have a better job than Karin.

"Wait, his secretary?" Naruto asked, feigning stupidity. "Isn't that what you are?"

Sakura's body became rigid and she turned to face Naruto, her eyes icy.

"No, I am his personal assistant," she hissed. "Much different from a secretary!"

"Yeah, he fucks his secretary."

"No he doesn't!"

Naruto watched the two with barely concealed amusement. They were both smitten with this Sasuke, apparently. Naruto watched as they bickered back and forth, completely ignoring him. Whistling again, he looked around. All the other workers were busy with their tasks, so it seemed Naruto had no choice but to wait out the argument.

"Would you two shut up?"

Naruto spun, his eyebrows climbing at the attractive and irritated man standing behind him. His suit was slightly rumbled, looking out of place on him like it didn't happen often, his blue-black hair was slightly mussed. Naruto's eyebrows went up higher as he spotted three, four, five hickies on the man's neck.

"Who are you?" he grumbled at Naruto as he ran a hand through his hair. "Not another secretary?"

"Don't flatter yourself," Naruto said as he waved a hand. "I'm not here for you."

That seemed to get the man's attention. He had to be Sasuke Uchiha, the younger brother of Naruto's new boss. Going on his appearance, Itachi must not be that bad looking. Unless Sasuke inherited the good looks and Itachi got all the brains…

Shivering slightly, Naruto didn't notice that Sasuke was eyeing him in annoyance.

"Who the hell are you?" he demanded. "Why are you here then?"

"Mr. Uchiha!" Sakura simpered as she battered her eyelashes at him. Sasuke simply looked at her in disgust. "You're in early!"

"Who. Is. This?" Sasuke demanded, gesturing to Naruto, who simply grinned. He knew he was infuriating the man.

"Ah, Naruto Uzumaki," Sakura said, her eyes filling with disdain as she looked at Naruto. "He's-"

"I know who he is," Sasuke interrupted. "Why the hell is he down here?"

"Well, uh, I was," Sakura was quailing beneath her boss's death glare. "I was sent t-to collect him and ge-get his pass f-for him."

"Well, now that's done," Sasuke hissed. "Get back to work!"

"Hey!"

Naruto stepped up to the terrified Sakura, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. He grinned reassuringly down at her, trying to ignore the shocked look on her face.

"I asked Sakura here to stick with me for a bit, it's my first day and all," Naruto lied effortlessly. "She said she couldn't but I kept buggin' her, til she gave in. It's my fault, not hers."

Sasuke looked between the two for a moment, obviously trying to work out if he was telling the truth or not. Naruto smiled easily at the man.

"Sasuke!"

A tall burly man was stomping towards them. He had blue hair and six tattoos, three on each cheek, like gills. He was dark-skinned, an odd bluish colour. He did not look happy.

"What the hell are you doing with Itachi's new boy?" he demanded as he reached over and grabbed Naruto's shoulder, yanking him away from Sakura.

"I just got here, Kisame" Sasuke scowled, one hand reaching up to cover one of his hickies. "Sakura was hording him."

"Lemme go!"

"Shut up, brat. Whatever, I'm still telling Itachi you had him."

"Fine. Go away now."

Kisame dragged Naruto back towards the elevators, muttering to himself.

"Hey!" Naruto shouted as they reached the elevator. "Will you let me go now!"

"Sorry," Kisame released him instantly as he hit the button. "Come on, then."

They filed into the elevator, Kisame pulling out his card and swiping it. That done, he hit the button for the top floor, before leaning back against the wall of the elevator.

"Name's Kisame Hoshigaki," he grunted. "I'm Itachi's assistant."

"I thought I was," Naruto said with a frown. Kisame chuckled deeply.

"No, you're his personalassistant," he chuckled. "I assist him with his work, Tobi handles his family and you handle anything personal."

"Oh…" Naruto said, his brow furrowed. "I don't really get it, but ok."

Kisame chuckled as the doors before them opened. He led Naruto out, and the new employee was shocked at the incredible quiet. The only sounds were the gentle taps of keyboards, the clicks of mice and the rustle of papers, sounding from the offices that filled the floor, or the many secretaries perched before said offices.

Kisame made his way past the offices, headed once again for the back of the floor. What was it with these big bosses and having their offices at the back? Was it so that people were marched past all the other offices, supposedly intimidated by them?

The floor ended quicker than the one below, meaning that the office at the end was bigger. Naruto was surprised to see not one secretary, but three tapping away. None of them looked up. The one furthest from Naruto had black hair that was incredibly shiny, big black eyes and a bright grin on his face. Next to him was a brown-haired girl, a phone cradled on one shoulder as she typed. On her other side sat a quiet looking boy with dark glasses, who was speaking calmly into his own phone.

Kisame ignored them as he went straight to the double doors leading to the office. He pushed them open, walking straight in. Naruto followed cautiously, looking around. It looked like a small office, not nearly as big as it should be.

The answer became obvious as Naruto looked at the desk. Sasori was sitting at the chair, busy on his computer. A single door was directly behind him, the name Itachi Uchiha engraved on it.

"You probably know Sasori," Kisame said. The redhead man didn't look up. "He's Itachi's head secretary. Ignore him, he'll ignore you."

Naruto gave the man a wave anyway. Kisame crossed straight to a door on the right, opening it up. It led to another office, filled with three desks. On the door were three plaques, the first reading Kisame Hoshigaki, then Tobi Uchiha, and lastly, clearly new, Naruto Uzumaki.

Naruto stared at the one reading 'Tobi Uchiha' for a moment. Uchiha? He was the family one, according to Kisame. So that explained it…

Kisame nodded to a desk near the far wall, settling behind his own desk.

"Over there's you," he grumbled. "Itachi'll be here soon."

"Right…" Naruto mumbled as he set his bag down at the desk. He looked it over, staring at the computer screen that showed a log in page. "Um… the computer…"

"It's your first initial and last name," Kisame said from his own desk. "the password's your birthday til you change it."

"Thanks," Naruto said as he logged in. "So what do I do?"

Kisame looked up with a grin.

"Absolutely nothing. Not til Itachi gives you something to do," he said. "It's a fucking sweet job."

Naruto smiled brightly as he eyed the computer before him.

'Sweet job indeed.'

--

After half an hour and twenty games of solitaire, Naruto was getting impatient. This was Akatsuki corp. supposedly one of the most strict and successful companies in the world, and yet Naruto hadn't even met his boss yet!

The intercom crackled to life beside Kisame, a deep, velvet voice filling the quiet room.

"Kisame, bring him in."

Kisame looked over at Naruto with a smirk as he reached down and pressed the button to speak back.

"Sure thing, boss."

As Kisame stood, Naruto followed without a word. Kisame waited for him to cross the room before leading him out, back into Sasori's area. He passed by the redhead, straight to the door behind him, knocking on it sharply.

"Enter." The voice came over another intercom, this one on Sasori's desk. The man didn't even look up.

Kisame opened the door calmly, pushing Naruto in front of him. The office was huge, a large desk directly across from the door. Two computer screens were set on top of it, both pointed inward. Two couchs and television sat to the right, next to several stuffed bookcases. The left side of the room was dominated by filing cabinets, a door nestled in between. Naruto presumed it led to a private bathroom.

But the figure that dominated the room was what held Naruto's attention. He sat behind his desk, rising as Naruto's eyes fell on him.

Dark black hair, pulled into a low ponytail, matching black eyes and pale alabaster skin, perfect features and a slim, muscled body clad in a dark suit. Naruto could only find one word to describe him.

'Damn…'

Azure blue eyes clashed with pure black. Something cackled in the air, noticeable even to the dense Kisame who quickly slipped from the room.

Naruto took a deep breath as he tried to quickly compose himself. He needed to keep his mind on the task, focused on the future, on his mission.

"M-Mr. Uchiha, it's an ho-honour to be here, sir."

"It's a pleasure to have you, Mr. Uzumaki."

One thought crept through a lust fogged mind as sharp eyes devoured the other.

'Well, it will be, when the time comes.'

--

Naruto blushed slightly as he felt his new boss's eyes upon him once more. After shaking his hand for much longer than necessary, Itachi had told him to take a seat on the couch in his office before giving him a basic list of things he would do, a pager and a palm pilot. He had told Naruto to read the list and get acquainted with the palm pilot before crossing back to his desk. Naruto had sat and done as he was told, but he could feel Itachi's eyes on him every so often.

When Naruto had begun his job, he had expected the CEO to be a gross, overweight, old man. Temari had already told him that Itachi was rumoured to hire young, blond males as his assistants, fuck them a few times, and then fire them when they got clingy. The longest lasting assistant had only begun to demand a relationship after a month, so Itachi fired him.

So Naruto had come in with a plan. Don't get attached, don't get clingy. Tease the man with the possibility of sex, but never give it if he was truly repulsive.

But now that Naruto had seen him, he wasn't that opposed to the idea of sleeping with this man. He wouldn't mind it at all, actually. If he was gonna do this, he might as well enjoy it. He would still tease the man, make him want him, give him a taste, back off, make him want him more.

Naruto wouldn't be clingy. He wouldn't care if Itachi slept with other people, he wasn't going in for a relationship, and he would be the perfect assistant.

That thought firmly in mind, Naruto looked up to meet Itachi's eyes. Itachi raised an eyebrow and Naruto smiled shyly, lifting his pencil up to run over his lower lip. Itachi's eyes flashed briefly, a smirk curving onto his face. Naruto allowed himself to blush, as he was indeed embarrassed by his own actions, dropping his eyes back to his work.

A low chuckle filled the room and Naruto smiled slightly, focusing on his work. He was gonna take his time with this; move slowly so that Itachi wasn't suspicious.

Slow and steady wins the race.

--

"Mr. Uzumaki."

Naruto's head shot up instantly, his bright eyes meeting Itachi's dark from across the room. He had finished figuring out how to use the palm pilot a while ago and was delighted to find a number of games on it to entertain himself.

"Yes, sir?" Naruto said as he rose. Itachi followed suit, packing up a briefcase.

"I have a meeting, across town," Itachi informed him. "The number for my driver, Zetsu, is in your pilot. Call him and tell him we will be down in ten minutes. Then call Kisame and tell him the same."

"Yes, sir."

Naruto quickly found the number, hitting the dial button. It was answered almost immediately by a suspicious voice.

"Who is this?" the man grunted.

"Naruto Uzumaki, Mr. Uchiha's new assistant," Naruto said quickly. "We'll be down in ten minutes, for the meeting across town."

"Right," Zetsu grumbled into the phone. "I'll be out the front."

The man hung up and Naruto quickly scanned his contacts again. He found Kisame, hitting the call button.

"Kisame? It's Naruto," he said, chewing on his bottom lip. "Mr. Uchiha has a meeting and we're leaving in ten minutes."

"No problem, kid," Kisame replied. "Here's a hint, set Itachi, me, Tobi and Zetsu on your speed dials. Then memorize who is who."

"Thanks, Kisame, will do," Naruto said before hanging up. He looked up to see Itachi standing, clicking at something on the computer. Apparently satisfied, he looked up and smirked at Naruto, making the man blush.

"Let's go," the CEO said, striding forward from the desk. Naruto followed, blinking slightly as Itachi held his briefcase out to him. Naruto took it after a brief hesitation, smiling brightly at his boss. Something darkened in Itachi's eyes for a moment before he was sweeping towards the door.

Naruto stumbled after him, waving cheerfully to Sasori on his way out. The man ignored him, but Naruto was undeterred. They passed by the door to Naruto's office before heading out to the main floor.

Three heads shot up as soon as Naruto closed the doors beside the secretaries. Their eyes followed Itachi, even though they didn't say anything, before turning to him. Wordlessly, the one closest to him, the one with dark glasses, held out a handful of papers. Naruto took them awkwardly, not entirely sure what to do with them.

"Read them to him," the man said in a low, creepy voice. "Then take notes on what he wants you to do."

Naruto nodded his thanks before scrambling after Itachi, shuffling the briefcase and papers awkwardly. He dug out a pen from his pocket, prepared to write down what Itachi had to say.

"Hey, boss,"

Kisame swept out of nowhere, taking the papers from Naruto with a wink. Naruto sighed in relief, handing his pen over as well. Kisame began to recite what was on the paper, vaguely gesturing for Naruto to go ahead. Naruto dashed past the two men, reaching the elevator and hitting the button. The doors slid open almost instantly and Naruto waited until both older men entered before following them in.

He pressed the button for the ground floor, trying to ignore Itachi's eyes, which were definitely on him. Kisame was still talking, but Naruto couldn't hear a word he said even if he concentrated. The elevator was too small all of a sudden, too hot. Despite Kisame being there, it seemed like he and Itachi were the only ones in the box.

The doors chimed as they stopped on a floor, sliding open. Naruto was forced to step back towards the two older men as a handful of people stepped in. Naruto's breathing increase as he stood tense, waiting for the elevator to start moving. They only made it a handful of floors before they were stopping again, and more people were piling on.

This time, Naruto was forced to be pressed back against Itachi, his body actually touching the other man's. Naruto bit his lip as he clutched the briefcase tight, closing his eyes tight. They could let more people on, could they?

Apparently they could. Naruto could barely hear Kisame's muttered "bloody hell" as he was forced right back against Itachi. He could feel the man's heat through his clothes, his hard body against his own. Naruto's breathing became shallower and shallower.

Suddenly, large hands were resting on his hips as Naruto felt a hot breath stir near his left ear.

"Are you alright, Mr. Uzumaki? You're not claustrophobic, are you?"

"N-No," Naruto stuttered as Itachi's thumbs massaged circles on his hips through his clothes. "I'm just n-not used to being in a sm-small space with s-so many people."

"Mmm, it is rather discomforting," Itachi whispered in his ear. "Being in such a small, tight, space, pressed up closely, the heat clamping in around you…"

Naruto gasped at the words spoken huskily into his ear, leaning back slightly against his will. The words were followed up by a deep chuckle, the heat on his ear making him shiver.

The doors chimed before sliding open, revealing the lobby of the building. The workers poured out, allowing Naruto to breathe again. He stumbled out of Itachi's grasp, hurrying into the lobby.

Itachi followed with a smirk, the oblivious Kisame right behind him. Naruto knew his face was scarlet but he ignored it, focusing unnecessarily on his palm pilot.

Kisame led the way out through the main doors, straight to the limousine that was waiting in front of the building. He opened the door without a word, and Itachi slid straight inside. Kisame gave Naruto a wink before following, jerking his head at the last minute so Naruto would follow him.

Naruto slid inside, expecting to sit beside Kisame opposite Itachi. To his surprise, Kisame was sitting on the far side of the limo, while Itachi was waiting for him with a smirk. Naruto's blush returned as he quickly closed the door, buckling his seatbelt.

The car took off without a word, all three occupants of the back seat silent. Naruto watched the city zoom past for a moment, before he became bored with it.

"So, Mr. Uzumaki," Itachi's voice drew his attention instantly. "How has your first day been so far?"

Naruto stared down at his hands as he answered his boss.

"Interesting, sir," he said in a quiet voice. "And you don't need to address me by my last name. Naruto is fine."

"Naruto then," Itachi said with a slight smirk. "And you may call me Itachi, when in private."

Naruto offered him a bright smile, though it didn't quite reach his eyes. Itachi was moving awfully fast in his seduction. Naruto expected the man to dance around him for a couple of weeks, figure him out and find the best way to seduce him. Except, of course, that Itachi didn't really need a way. He probably just could. Naruto would be his entire ramen supply that Itachi had never failed at seducing anyone.

Naruto gave a start as his palm pilot began to ring. He stared at the name flashing across the screen –Tobi Uchiha- before answering it.

"Hello?"

"Hello! You must be Naruto!"

"Er, yes," Naruto gave Itachi a sly look out the corner of his eye. This man sounded so bright and cheerful, where as Itachi and Sasuke had seemed so reserved and silent.

"My name is Tobi Uchiha, Itachi's Family Assistant," The man continued.

"Ok. Can I help you with something?" Naruto asked, not wanting to be rude but wanting to find out what the hell the man wanted.

"Yes. Is Itachi heading to the Kurosuki meeting?" Tobi asked. Naruto frowned slightly. Kurosuki, he was sure that was the name Kisame had mentioned earlier.

"Yes, he is," Naruto replied. "Why?"

"Can you please inform my cousin that Neji Hyuuga will also be attending?" Tobi asked politely. Naruto was once again astounded that the two Uchiha's were related.

"Of course," he said. Neji Hyuuga. CEO of Hyuuga Inc. "Is that all?"

"Yes. I look forward to meeting you!" Tobi chirped. "Bye!"

Naruto hung up the phone with a shaky farewell, turning to Itachi. The man raised an eyebrow at him.

"That was Tobi," Naruto mumbled. "He said Neji Hyuuga will be at the meeting."

Itachi's gaze sharpened and he nodded, obviously pleased by the news.

"Excellent," he said as he looked across at Kisame while talking to Naruto. "If this meeting goes well, the Kiri company Bloody Mist will be joining us." Itachi looked back at Naruto. "Kisame used to work for them."

"Long time ago," Kisame grunted, drawing Itachi's gaze. "And it goes without saying that I'll be skipping this meeting."

"Of course," Itachi said smoothly. He looked back at Naruto from under his lashes. "Naruto will be more than capable of assisting me."

Naruto turned scarlet at the caress in Itachi's voice, staring out the window. Itachi's advances were so forward, so blunt, it set Naruto on edge. He knew it was his mission to seduce Itachi, but it seemed that he was going to be seduced instead.

Either way, Naruto had no intention of letting Itachi succeed, not for a couple of weeks at least.

--

Blinking at the bright light, Naruto climbed out of the darkness of the limo, looking around and trying to get his bearings. Itachi stepped out beside him, chuckling lightly. When Naruto looked up at him in confusion Itachi simply placed a hand on his lower back, guiding him to the side in order to allow Kisame to step out. Naruto blushed, ignoring that Itachi's hand stayed in place longer than necessary.

"This building has conference rooms for hire," Itachi explained to Naruto, his hands finally sliding off of his back. "The Bloody Mist representatives refused to hold the meeting in our building, thinking that we would be slightly unprepared on this neutral ground."

"Stupid of them," Naruto mumbled before he could catch himself. Itachi's chuckle was louder this time.

"Indeed," he murmured before straightening to his full height, his eyes going cold. "I am never unprepared."

Naruto smiled as he saw Kisame rolling his eyes behind Itachi. The dark-skinned man gave him a wink before handing out a number of pieces of paper. Naruto took them and Kisame slid back into the car.

The car took off, leaving Naruto alone with Itachi. The man swept towards the large building, and Naruto hastened to scramble after him. The doors to the building were opened for them and Naruto tried not to gape around him as Itachi led the way to the elevator.

The doors slid open immediately, almost as if they didn't dare stand in Itachi's way. Naruto slipped in after him, hovering to the side. Itachi calmly selected a floor and the elevator began to move.

Naruto stared firmly at his shoes as the box climbed, refusing to look at Itachi. He knew the man was smirking at him, even without looking. He was going to ignore the man's advances for a while. Make him wait.

The doors slid open after an excruciatingly long ride, and Itachi strode calmly out into the hall. Naruto hurried after him, briefcase clutched tight.

Itachi strode straight to a pair of doors leading to a conference room. He paused outside, turning to look at Naruto.

"Naruto, I have a task for you," he said, a spark of amusement in his eyes. "I have a feeling the Kurosuki representatives are already here, ahead of time, so I want you to enter the room, ignore everyone and every question directed at you, lay out the folders in that briefcase in front of every seat, and then come back and open the door wide."

"Yes, sir," Naruto said with a nod. Itachi smirked, stepping back until he was out of sight as Naruto slipped into the room.

The room was large, a long table surrounded by comfortable chairs taking up most of it. The people who had been chatting loudly when he had entered fell silent. As per Itachi's instructions, Naruto stopped at the table, ignoring the people staring at him, opened the briefcase and took out the stack of folders. Moving in a clockwise path, he dropped a folder in front of every seat, regardless of anything else on the table.

"Hey! Who are you?"

"What are you doing in here?"

"This is private!"

Naruto ignored the shouts, dropping the last folder before crossing to the door again. He threw it open wide, smiling brightly at Itachi, his own amusement shining in his eyes.

"Sir, everything is prepared."

Itachi entered the room, cold, dark and commanding. His eyes flickered to Naruto briefly, a glimmer of approval in the depths, before returning to surveying the room.

"Well, gentlemen," he began, his voice dropping the temperature in the room a number of degrees. "You're a very punctual lot."

Before any of the men could speak Itachi turned to face Naruto.

"Your presence is not required," he said calmly. "Head downstairs and find us some refreshments."

Glad to be leaving the suffocating room, Naruto nodded straight away before darting out. He hurried down the hall, hitting the button for the elevator multiple times.

"You know, that doesn't help."

Naruto whirled, annoyed at being snuck up on. A tall man was looking at him with raised eyebrows, leaning against the wall. His hair was long, the colour of chocolate, and loose around his pale face. But what caught Naruto the most were his eyes; pale, opal orbs, almost white and with almost no visible pupil.

"It makes me feel better," Naruto grumbled. The man rolled his eyes.

"You must be Naruto Uzumaki," he said. Naruto narrowed his eyes at the man.

"I am," he said stiffly. "Who are you?"

"Neji Hyuuga," the name was said with a smirk. Naruto flushed slightly. The CEO of Hyuuga industries.

"Oh, ok," Naruto mumbled. "Mr. Uchiha's started the meeting. I'm going to get refreshments."

"Make sure you get a pot of tea," Neji said with a lazy flick of his fingers. "The strongest they have."

"Yes, sir," Naruto mumbled, waiting for the doors to open. "Anything else?"

"Not right now," Neji said, his voice lofty as he began to saunter down the hall. "I'll send you out later if I request anything else."

The doors slid open and Naruto barrelled in, gritting his teeth at the effort it took not to yell at the pompous man.

Naruto hit the button for the ground floor, grumbling to himself. He would be polite and meek to Itachi, but screw Hyuuga. His mission said nothing about him.

Darting out as the elevator's opened Naruto hurried to the front desk.

"Mr. Uchiha would like refreshments for his conference. And Mr. Hyuuga requested the weakest tea you have, in a separate pot."

--

"How is his first day going?"

"Better than expected. He fits in perfectly."

"Excellent. Let's hope no one exposes him."

"That won't happen, little brother."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

--

Naruto smiled as he watched Neji sip his tea with a scowl on his face. His pride obviously stopped him from complaining when others could hear. His eyes shot daggers at Naruto, who chose to ignore them.

Leaning against the wall, Naruto watched as Itachi ruthlessly tore down the other company. They had already agreed to join with Akatsuki corp. and now they were simply working out the details. The other company had outrageous demands, but Itachi would take one look at the paper shoved at him, turn his cold eyes upon the men before him, and simply say no.

Itachi stopped after two hours, glancing over at Naruto. There were no flirtatious glances here, Itachi was in his element as CEO.

"We shall have a short break," he announced. "Meet back here in fifteen minutes."

The men rose with grumbles, stretching awkwardly. Neji was out of his seat in an instant, crossing to Naruto. Naruto bit his lip to hide a smile, knowing exactly what had the man annoyed.

"Mr. Uzumaki," he ground out. "I specifically asked for the strongest tea you had. Imagine how shocked I was to discover that the tea everyone else was drinking tasted stronger than the one you provided to me?"

"Er, very?" Naruto guessed. He snickered as Neji glared at him, not at all intimidated by this man.

"You are the most pathetic assistant I have ever seen," Neji hissed. Naruto raised an eyebrow. "How you got your job I'll have no idea-"

"That's quite enough, cousin."

Itachi loomed over the two men, his eyes shooting down Neji. Neji took a step back, his eyebrows rising.

"Itachi?" he questioned. Itachi continued to glare at him.

"Naruto here is my personal assistant," Itachi said in his calmest voice. "Not yours. If you require something, get your own. You will not badger Naruto. If he has time to collect something for you, you may request it, but he has the right to refuse."

"Of course, Itachi," Neji's eyes shot from Naruto to Itachi in speculation. "My mistake."

Neji slunk away, his eyes still filled with interest as he watched the two. Naruto looked up at Itachi, his eyes wide, wondering if he had gone too far.

"I'm so sorry, sir," he said in a low voice. "I, uh, I should have paid more attention to what Mr. Hyuuga had to sa-"

"No," Itachi cut him off. "You don't have to listen to him. Only me."

Naruto flashed Itachi a brilliant, yet shy smile.

"Of course, sir, only you."

--

"Did you meet him?"

"Oh, yes."

"What does that mean?"

"He's certainly interesting."

"…should I be jealous?"

A soft moan sounded, followed by a gentle gasp.

"Never."

--

"What's the next step?"

"The kid's holding the ball. There'll most likely be no activity for a couple of weeks."

"…"

"You're not regretting anything, are you?"

"He's just a kid, fresh out of college."

"He didn't attend college."

"You know what I mean!"

"You can't back out now."

"I know."

"Do you? Come here."

"Why?"

"I want to show you why you can't leave."

A loud moan sounded, but was quickly cut off.