Narcissistic Sasuke is narcissistic.

Dirty Secrets

Part 2: A Secret Attraction

Sasuke was going to kill Itachi.

It wasn't the first time he'd thought it, but he was getting very close to actually following through with his thoughts of fratricide.

He sighed, glaring furiously at the new e-mail he'd received. Since the meeting earlier that day he had dreaded getting the damned thing, and now it sat like deadweight in his inbox. Why couldn't Itachi have taken this one? Why was he torturing him by making him do this file?

Itachi had already screwed over his day by making him attend the meeting. Now he was sending him even more work when he couldn't focus in the first place. Not that Sasuke hadn't expected the case after having sat in on the meeting earlier in the day. However, he'd at least hoped he could push the inevitable off for a week – at least.

"Since you're still here – " the e-mail had started. If he was still at work it meant he hadn't finished up his workload for the day. Adding more work to his pile wasn't helping anyone out in this situation. Sasuke was sure that Itachi just wanted to torture him. The problem with working in the family business meant his older brother still supervised him and still told him what to do just like he had since childhood.

The fact that Itachi even knew about his history with this client irked Sasuke. Even if Itachi didn't know the full extent of their past, just the little bit he knew should have made him realize giving him this case was a bad idea.

Getting up from his desk, he stalked out of his office to the adjacent one which belonged to Itachi.

"I won't be able to look over the new file tonight," Sasuke said. He crossed his arms as he watched his brother typing away on the computer. Itachi's typing paused as he turned, swiveling in his chair to face his younger brother.

"Finish it by tomorrow then," Itachi clipped. He seemed rather annoyed himself.

"I still haven't finished the Suzuki file. It's taking longer than expected."

"You've had that since this morning. It should have been done before your lunch break. You usually have at least two cases completed by the end of the day. This isn't like you," Itachi accused. Sasuke glared, knowing Itachi would bring that up. Yes, he usually had an average of two cases a day: three if he pushed it. It was why he was so high-up in the company after all. Wasn't he allowed to hit a snag once every few years?

"You know full well the meeting today made my lose focus. I warned you. You didn't even need me there. If you want your workers to work to their maximum capacity, then I suggest actually listening to their heavily weighted suggestions instead of acting like an overly-arrogant asshole! Clearly you know nothing." Sasuke clenched his fists. The more he spoke, the angrier he became.

He hadn't wanted to explain that seeing the new client, Uzumaki Naruto, would make him fly off the handle, but he had. He'd swallowed his pride and told Itachi point blank he couldn't do it. And Itachi had written it off.

Sasuke stormed out of Itachi's office, knowing that Itachi had had no idea the full reasons as to why Sasuke hadn't wanted to attend the meeting with a new client. Even so, Sasuke had stated beforehand that it would not be in the best interest of their company for him to sit in on the proceedings. Itachi had scoffed and told him to forget his personal problems and come anyway. Sasuke had.

It had been a horrible mistake.

Slamming his door in frustration, Sasuke walked over to his chair and sat down. He clenched and unclenched his hands. For some reason, yelling at Itachi hadn't made him feel as good as he would have liked. He rarely yelled at his brother in such a petulant manner, and he never did so at work. Thankfully no one else was there to see him ream out at Itachi, even if Itachi's attitude needed to be taken down a notch.

"I will give the file to Hyuuga then," Itachi said as he walked in uninvited. Sasuke didn't look up from his computer. He opened the Suzuki file and began typing away on it, doing his best to forget the earlier meeting. But Itachi mentioning Neji made him think of Hinata who he knew Naruto had fucked. He'd hated Neji on principle for being related to the girl. Sasuke therefore hated it when any of the potentially good files were given to Neji.

The only thing he hated more than Neji getting the good cases was when they'd been pulled from him and given to the long-haired male. Honestly, Neji should cut his hair for a more professional look. With a quick glance at the ponytail Itachi wore, he mentally noted Itachi should do the same.

The only reason Itachi threatened to pull his cases to give to Neji was because he knew it would manipulate Sasuke into doing the case. The one and only time Itachi had given Neji one of Sasuke's files it had increased his hatred of Hyuuga. Neji had smugly landed a breakthrough deal that would have earned Sasuke large bonus points within the company if he had taken the case in the first place. But he had made a complaint, and Itachi had pulled it from him and given it to the other man. Neji never let him live it down, and Itachi never failed to use that against him when he wanted Sasuke to do something.

"I'm sure Neji will do a better job with this file than I could anyway," Sasuke gritted out. Maybe Itachi would really give it to Neji and get the hell off his case. It was the only time he wouldn't mind the stuck up prick doing one of the high-end cases.

"Fine. I'll e-mail it to Hyuuga instead. He looked like he was paying more attention during the meeting than you were," Itachi sneered. It was meant to be degrading. It was, but Sasuke didn't give a damn.

"Good," Sasuke said, meaning it. He felt as though a weight had lifted from his shoulders. If Neji had the case, he wouldn't have to look at Naruto. He relaxed slightly, feeling that now he might be able to finish the Suzuki file in peace. Except Itachi hadn't left yet. Sasuke blatantly ignored Itachi's intense stare and continued to work on his file. Two minutes passed in that way. Sasuke went on working on his file while Itachi watched him. Finally, Itachi spoke.

"You mean it," Itachi said, sounding surprised. Sasuke looked up incredulously at Itachi.

"What part of, 'I am not the person for this case,' did you not understand when I spoke with you before the meeting?" Sasuke demanded.

To Sasuke's mortification, Itachi sat down in the chair opposite his desk. He crossed his legs and looked at Sasuke with concern. Sasuke's hand twitched outward, itching to throw something at his brother. It was a shame there was nothing in reach to throw.

"You still can't be upset about the fight you two had during high-school," Itachi said. Sasuke glowered. Leave it to Itachi to bring that up.

"Yes," Sasuke lied. He hoped Itachi would leave if he thought that was the only reason.

"I don't believe you. Naruto seems over it. He specifically requested you," Itachi murmured.

Damn Itachi for being able to detect his lies. And damn Naruto. For existing. Even so, Sasuke couldn't help but feel mollified that Naruto had requested him.

"Just leave it alone. Give the case to Neji."

"Naruto requested you," Itachi repeated.

"I don't care." Except he did. Despite everything, it really did feel good to know that Naruto had asked for him specifically. It was foolish, but knowing that Naruto hadn't forgotten him petted and soothed his ego.

"Stop lying."

Sasuke ignored him, not even acknowledging Itachi.

"What's wrong?" Itachi asked.

Sasuke typed away on his computer, doing his best to pretend Itachi wasn't there, wondering why his brother was so concerned in the first place.

"You're not acting like yourself," Itachi pressed. Still, Sasuke didn't respond. Instead, it was getting easier and easier to work on the Suzuki file. During the meeting he hadn't spoken to Naruto, pretending that he didn't recognize the other male. Knowing that Naruto had wanted him to work on it, yet knowing that he wouldn't actually have to deal with Naruto again put his mind at ease.

He leaned back in his chair working out the case in front of him and honestly forgetting for a moment that Itachi was still in the room with him. Sasuke scrolled down the documents on his screen. His eyes darted back and forth before a specific number caught his eye.

"Got it," Sasuke smirked, quickly typing in the needed information before saving his documents and turning off his computer. "I'm heading home for the night," Sasuke said, still not looking at his brother.

"You're finished?" Itachi asked, surprised. It irked Sasuke that his brother doubted his abilities.

Sasuke merely nodded.

"What did you find?" Itachi pressed. Part of Sasuke wanted to say "the solution" to piss Itachi off. The other, more professional part, decided Itachi was asking in his business tone. Sasuke decided to explain his report in full. He hoped it would keep Itachi from asking him any more questions.

"The debtor Suzuki has been trying to collect from miscalculated their sums from the month of March of last year to the month of February this year. They are in fact, owed more than the Suzuki bookkeeper originally tallied. The debtor, Kinowa, really has no case according to their contract. Kinowa's bookkeeper has a separate bank account number entered other than the Suzuki account. It shows that the sum owed to Suzuki was withdrawn but placed into a different account. It is only off one number – an eight instead of a three. But as it's the fifth number in, it's far easier to overlook. And the font makes it difficult to distinguish the eight and three.

"Naturally Kinowa is upset because their records "show" that they have placed the money in Suzuki's account. However, it seems that the debtor really owes Suzuki money because the bookkeeper during those months was actually embezzling it. I will contact Kinowa in the morning and offer our services in retrieving the money from their old accountant. It will bring in the money from the Suzuki case as well as opening services with Kinowa. We'll get double payment," Sasuke explained smugly.

"Excellent work," Itachi said, impressed. Sasuke reveled in the praise. Itachi rarely gave him such words of encouragement. He should therefore have anticipated the next thing out of his brother's mouth. "Now that the file seems settled, you are free to do the Uzumaki case after all."

Sasuke scowled.

"I told you I'm not the person for this case."

"And I told you, Naruto requested you specifically. If you don't do it, he's pulling it from our services."

"You said you would give it to Neji," Sasuke pointed out.

"I lied. I thought you would reconsider. I've already re-scheduled your appointment with Tanaka tomorrow so you can meet with Naruto then," Itachi said as he got up and walked out the door.

"You can't do that!" Sasuke yelled after him.

Itachi didn't answer. Even though he didn't like it, Sasuke knew Itachi really could do whatever he liked. He really hated having his brother as his boss. This case was not going to end well. Sasuke grabbed his briefcase and walked briskly out of the office. The entire drive home he couldn't help but think back to high-school, back to Naruto and the secrets Sasuke had kept buried deep. His face burned in embarrassment at the memories of how much of a self-absorbed teenager he'd been. He wished his memory wasn't so good, especially any dealing with Naruto...

Sasuke was going to kill Itachi.

His older brother knew he wasn't social, yet he found himself dumped off at some stupid high-school party. There was clearly no parental supervision as he watched an underage girl toss back a cup of sake. He thought she might be in one of his classes, but Sasuke never paid close enough attention to the other people around him to be sure.

Itachi had told him that their parents were worried about his lack of social interaction. Sasuke didn't really care, but Itachi apparently did. Being man-handled into Itachi's car, Sasuke had actually initially been more than happy to get out of his brother's ridiculously expensive car and head into the party, slamming the door behind him.

Sadly, he wished he could leave as soon as he had walked in. This wasn't his thing. He didn't understand why people felt the need to interact and prove their self-worthlessness by getting intoxicated, doing stupid things, and engaging with others of like stupidity.

Like Naruto. Sasuke glared daggers at Naruto who was surrounded by a group of girls, laughing heartily while drinking heavily. Sasuke wasn't surprised to see the idiot there, nor the crowd of girls surrounding him. He was, however, surprised to feel the burn of jealousy as he watched them. It seemed like just yesterday when those girls had been fawning over him. And while he really didn't mind that they weren't paying attention to him now, and while he idly realized three of the girls had indeed tried to ask him out yesterday after their lunch period, he didn't like seeing them around Naruto.

A few people had attempted and failed at getting Sasuke's attention. He moved around slightly, feeling like the wallflower he was until he finally decided to go up the stairs. He wandered aimlessly, wondering whose house it was and how Itachi had known about the party.

The place had quite a few floors, and Sasuke found himself on the fourth floor, hiding away in what appeared to be a spare office. He sat down in a chair and pulled his cell phone from his pocket to play a few games. Itachi told him he had to stay at least two hours. He really was going to kill Itachi.

"You vanished, like a magician!"

Sasuke turned his head to the doorway, surprised to see Naruto standing there, grinning at him stupidly. He didn't respond, but he did slip his cell phone back into his pocket. Naruto walked closer and reached out his hand, running his fingers through Sasuke's hair. Sasuke jerked back, surprised.

"You're pretty," Naruto slurred. Sasuke pushed Naruto away from him, wondering just how much the idiot had had to drink.

"You're drunk," Sasuke stated in disgust.

"Mmm. Feels good," Naruto said as he reached up and ran his fingers through Sasuke's hair again. Sasuke wasn't sure if Naruto meant being drunk felt good or if his hair felt good. "So sexy," Naruto breathed, coming in to press his face flush against Sasuke's.

Sasuke was surprised at the pleasure he felt just touching cheek to cheek with Naruto. Naruto was warm, and the warmth felt good against his cold cheek.

"Get the fuck off me," he snarled.

Sasuke punched Naruto in the gut for good measure. Naruto fell backward, wheezing. He seemed startled before standing up again. Naruto merely grinned at Sasuke and began to laugh. He slung his arm over Sasuke as though Sasuke should find it funny too. Making a disgusted noise, Sasuke tried and failed to dislodge Naruto's arm. What was wrong with the idiot?

"You smell good," Naruto noted as his laugh subsided, breathing in against Sasuke. "And you have a sexy ass."

The admission startled Sasuke. He supposed it shouldn't as Naruto was apparently known for anal sex. He probably noticed everyone's ass. Naruto's arms wrapped fully around Sasuke, his hands roaming shamelessly down Sasuke's back until they groped his cheeks through his pants. Sasuke pushed Naruto away from him again, but Naruto held on tight – to his ass.

The feeling of Naruto's hands caressing him there made him blush, but he couldn't deny it didn't feel good. Naruto's fingers kneading into his cheeks, pressing against him so intimately made Sasuke curious. If what he did to himself felt so amazing, what would it feel like for Naruto who was so experienced to do it to him...?

Sasuke couldn't help it. The images he'd seen on the internet, the whispered thrill and excitement that the girls had gushed over Naruto's experience, and the opportunity that had so easily fallen into his lap...

If Naruto was as drunk as he appeared, he wasn't likely to remember anything in the morning. Besides, the idiot was coming on to him. It was his fault, not Sasuke's. The thrill of doing something forbidden got his adrenaline and his libido pumping.

When Sasuke's arms went limp against Naruto's, Naruto took that as an invitation to keep going. He pressed his mouth hungrily against Sasuke's. It was sloppy and wet, nothing like what Sasuke had expected. Naruto smelled like beer but he tasted like peppermint as though he'd just had a breath mint or lifesaver. It was strange. And still...and still it made him hard feeling the warmth of another's mouth molding against his. The few "girlfriends" he had had been both too shy in their kissing and at the same time far too ready for him to take the lead.

Having Naruto hungrily devouring his mouth, Sasuke found it far easier to press himself back, outdoing Naruto in the process. Meanwhile Sasuke's groin twitched excitedly at the thought of the wet mouth sucking his cock. Sasuke gripped his hands into Naruto's hair, pressing their mouths closer together just as he began to grind his hips into Naruto's.

Naruto moaned into his mouth. It came out low and husky. Sasuke had never imagined sound being erotic, but it coiled through him, making his cock twitch again. It was the desire in the sound that had his desire burning hotter, yearning for more.

Sasuke broke the kiss and wiped the moisture from his mouth. Naruto grinned sheepishly at him before leaning back in. This time his mouth moved quickly over Sasuke's. Sasuke gasped as the kiss turned more forceful. He pressed his body harder against Naruto's as Naruto did the same.

Naruto lifted Sasuke's shirt slightly, his hands running up Sasuke's back. His hands were warm as they massaged their way up Sasuke's body. Naruto kneaded his muscles till the shirt was riding higher on Sasuke's skin. They broke the kiss so Naruto could pull Sasuke's shirt completely off. Sasuke quickly unzipped Naruto's hoodie and pushed the sleeves off his arms. He was momentarily surprised to see the defined muscles underneath. Naruto wasn't wearing a t-shirt like Sasuke had expected, but rather a short-sleeved fishnet shirt. It looked good on him. Sasuke took a moment to admire that Naruto was surprisingly good looking. His blond hair contrasted with the exposed tan skin, his blue eyes lust filled and hazed but still intense. When Naruto wasn't grinning like an idiot, with his eyes focused, his lean muscles nicely defined, Sasuke was surprised to note that Naruto looked similar to him in muscular build. He took his time and admired the similarities between their bodies.

While Sasuke was admiring Naruto's body, Naruto unzipped his pants, sliding them off quickly, revealing he went commando.

Sasuke's eyed Naruto's cock. He licked his lips, expectant. Images from the internet of guys fucking flashed into his mind. He could imagine the way Naruto would sink into him, pressing into him like he did with his own fingers. But this time, this time would be different. He hoped it would be better too.

And with Naruto's warm, wet mouth, Sasuke wanted to try a few of the other things in some of the videos he'd seen. His cock sinking into Naruto's mouth, shutting off Naruto's ability to say anything seemed extremely appealing to Sasuke.

A tan hand came up and stroked through Sasuke's hair tenderly. It surprised him how gentle Naruto could be. He didn't know why he had expected him to be uncouth and rough, but he supposed if all those girls liked what Naruto did, then perhaps it was because he was gentle to some degree. The motions were both soothing yet stimulating, making his cock twitch appreciatively.

Sasuke mimicked Naruto's movements, threading his hands through Naruto's hair, running his fingers gently through the soft locks. Naruto moaned as they stroked each other. Even with Sasuke's hand in his hair, Naruto moved forward, his mouth finding Sasuke's warm skin. Naruto moaned as he latched his mouth onto Sasuke's neck, nipping and licking the spot in bliss. He began to move, sucking from Sasuke's throat down his chest, stopping at Sasuke's nipple. Sasuke gasped as Naruto's hand went from his hair to his other nipple. He put both hands in Naruto's hair as Naruto alternated from teething Sasuke's nipples to pinching them. It was such a weird sensation.

It felt both intimate and forbidden, making it all the more thrilling.

Blushing at the attention, Sasuke moved his hips slightly, rubbing his clothed cock against Naruto's bare skin. Naruto didn't seem in too much of a rush, but it didn't deter Sasuke from continuing to grind into the other male. His mouth lapped at Sasuke hungrily, sometimes swirling his tongue around and playing with the bud or sometimes taking the entire nipple into his mouth, sucking on it.

When Naruto still didn't seem like he was going to move lower any time soon, Sasuke gripped the hair between his hands and tugged. Naruto stumbled from his slightly bent position to look at Sasuke, startled.

"Get on with it," Sasuke growled. He pushed Naruto to his knees. Blue eyes widened, confused, looking at Sasuke's crotch as though he wasn't sure what to do. Sasuke rolled his eyes and unzipped his fly before ridding himself of his boxers and pants in one go. Naruto still looked slightly shocked.

A wave of doubt rolled over Sasuke. Naruto was used to doing girls. He was drunk, so maybe he really didn't know what he was getting into. Just as Sasuke was about to pull away, Naruto's eyes looked up at him, the haze lifting slightly.

"Sasuke..." Naruto husked. His eyes held Sasuke's for a moment before he tentatively wrapped his hand around Sasuke's cock. He gave a few short jerks, slowly. Everything he'd done before had been done with vigor and conviction. Sasuke watched, wide-eyed, as Naruto's mouth hovered over his cock. He looked like he was surveying the best way to approach it before he finally gave a slow lick from the base of Sasuke's cock to the head. After swirling his tongue around the tip for a few moments, he sucked in the whole tip in one go. Naruto gave a few quick sucks. The intensity of pleasure startled Sasuke so much that he pulled back jerkily, pulling his cock from Naruto's mouth.

Swallowing, Sasuke turned his back on Naruto, breathing hard. That had felt a hell of a lot better than he would have expected. He didn't know why Naruto had done that, but he wasn't sure if he could handle too much of that if he wanted to last until Naruto was in him.

The thought was sobering. He was going to let Naruto stick his cock inside him.

Warm hands began to knead Sasuke's cheeks. Sasuke turned his head, watching as Naruto, still on his knees, began to massage his ass with vigor. The hesitancy had faded, leaving him looking completely in control again. Naruto kissed the top of Sasuke's crack with relish, before his tongue darted out and began kissing and licking from his lower back to the inside of his crack.

The warmth and wetness felt good against him, and Sasuke shuddered in pleasure. No wonder all those girls let Naruto do this to them.

As soon as he had thought it, he wished he hadn't. Sasuke's body tightened, imagining Naruto doing this to all those other people. Naruto just liked to fuck around. He liked doing anyone up the ass. Something in Sasuke's chest clenched, and he stepped forward. Naruto made an indignant sound. His drunken co-ordination was severely lacking, and he fell forward, his face bumping into Sasuke's butt cheek.

It made Sasuke feel even more awkward. He stepped further away from Naruto.

What the hell was he doing?

Was he just going to satisfy his curiosity with a quick, meaningless fuck? That's all Naruto ever did. He fucked someone once and then that was it. Sasuke wasn't curious enough to have that between them. He tried to quell the jealousy toward all the other people that Naruto had had sex with and the anger at himself for going so far with someone he really didn't like all that much.

Quickly grabbing his boxers and jeans, he stepped into them and pulled them up in one go. His cock had started to deflate, leaving him feeling humiliated that he had thought that this was a good idea. He had almost let Naruto, the class clown, fuck him!

"Sasuke," Naruto said. Sasuke stopped, looking behind him to see Naruto staring at him, hurt. He must not get rejected a lot. It wasn't like it mattered who he was. There was always someone else that Naruto could fuck.

The thought that he wasn't important, that it didn't matter who Naruto did, hurt Sasuke. Sasuke deserved someone who was so into him that they couldn't even think about anyone else. And he should want the other person. He continued to get dressed as Naruto stared dumbly at him.

"What're you doing?" Naruto asked, the hurt evident in his voice.

"Leaving, obviously. Are you too stupid to realize this was a mistake?" Sasuke asked, feeling hurt himself. Sasuke couldn't help but feel even angrier at the ridiculously stupid situation.

"Sasuke, wait. Don't go!" Naruto said. Sasuke was half-way out the door before he saw Naruto scrambling to get dressed. Naruto called after him, but Sasuke just kept going. He shook his head, cursing his foolishness. He'd been about to have sex with Naruto in a place where he didn't even know the people who lived in the house. He stalked down the steps, straight through the front door and began walking quickly. Sasuke had heard Naruto call his name again, and he really didn't want to create a scene in front of all those people. His pace quickened and he began to walk faster, darting down different side streets till he wasn't exactly sure where he was. He felt a chill seep through him as the wind hit his heated body.

He slowed his pace until he ended up at an intersection. Looking at the street signs, he pulled his phone from his pocket and called Itachi.

"Pick me up. Now." He gave Itachi the street names.

"What happened? Why aren't you where I left you?" Itachi asked.

"Something...went wrong. Just pick me up. Now."

It seemed like an eternity before Itachi pulled up, letting Sasuke in. Sasuke got in the car and stared straight ahead despite knowing that wouldn't stop the interrogation that was coming.

"What happened?" Itachi demanded. Sasuke decided against saying 'nothing' as he had already admitted that something had happened. However, he had only done so that Itachi would come sooner rather than making him wait.

"I don't want to talk about it," Sasuke said angrily.

They were silent for a moment.

"Is that a hickey on your neck?" Itachi asked. Sasuke's hand went up and touched the spot Naruto had been sucking on. His face went cold, and he turned away, feeling shamed.

God, he'd been so stupid.

"If someone hurt you-"

"No, damnit! It just...it didn't go well, okay? Just drop it," Sasuke said, doing his best to calm his hysteria and the panic rising inside him.

It was the first and only time Itachi never pushed an issue.

Next Part: Secret Relationship

Yeah, epic fail at updating. My writing mojo just hasn't been the same recently. That and I've been posting little things on y!gallery. I'll post some of them here on fanfiction dot net.

Anyway – hope you liked the chapter! ~ Jelp