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A/N: Oh damn, it took me close to a week to get this chapter out, I think it's a record...not XP But I admit I'm surprised that it did take me this long to update, I had half the chapter all written up, but could not get around to finishing the rest until now because of all my damn homework my psychotic teachers gave me! Or maybe the obsession is slowing...hmm...
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Chapter 5: Glamour

"Good news," Kakashi said as he sat down at the head of the glass conference style table. Sasuke was on his immediate right and Iruka was on his left, Naruto was in the seat beside him. The silver haired man had called them all hear to listen to a new, perspective modeling opportunity, or so he said. He had secretly accepted already. But he was going make it so that it's them who "agreed" and "wanted" to go. If not, he wasn't opposed to resorting to force.

So this is why they were gathered at the agency Kakashi worked for, Blue Blood Inc.

Blue Blood Inc. was one of the best known modeling on the globe. They had generated the models that defined the industry as a whole, worldwide. If you could make it into this company, you could make it anywhere. They could turn anyone they felt like into a model on a whim. They could destroy one, just as easily.

Naruto had been overwhelmed just to step into the building. He had been waiting for this moment his whole career, and didn't believe it would happen this fast. It was such a prestigious label. This place housed the crème de la crème, it was extremely difficult to get here.

Another dream come true.

The places decor made it look like it was ready to be photographed at any minute too. The thick, imported carpets, hundreds of pointless ornaments, the sleek, uniform technology, plus the refined color palette equaled a showcase building. A design that had an insane amount of thought and care put into it.

Here sat Naruto Uzumaki wide eyed and all ears. He was still annoyed that he would be working with Sasuke once again, but he had gotten over it. Kakashi and Iruka had made it pretty obvious that if he wanted to model at all it was going to have to be with the bastard.

Sasuke, on the other hand, was furious and didn't seem like he was going to accept it anytime soon. So he sat rigid in his seat, arms crossed with his mouth pressed into a thin, determined line.

"So, what is it then, Kakashi?" Sasuke commanded to the point, not liking all the beating around the bush.

"Yeah, what is it, Mr. Hatake?" Naruto added, the enthusiasm written in light bulbs on his face.

"Finally, some respect." Kakashi smiled at the blonde. "You, kid, are a breath of fresh air."

Naruto grinned back, loving that he was the one getting a compliment, not Sasuke. "I can only wonder what it's like to work with this bastard all your life."

"You'll soon find out," the raven retorted, making Naruto scowl at the thought.

Iruka decided to cut in before this turned out to be a full blown argument between the two. "So you called us here why, Mr. Hatake?"

"Kakashi," he corrected. "We got an offer from Inoue Signature."

Before anyone could react Naruto yelled, "Inoue Signature!?", incredulously. He turned to Iruka and repeated his shout, completely in shock. "They're, like, super famous!"

Sasuke snorted. "What did you expect? Modeling for no-names?"

"I dunno, but this is Inoue Signature, we're talking about. They are huge!"

"I don't see your point."

"Whatever, I'm psyched!" Naruto exclaimed. "So what're we going to do?"

"Swimsuits," the silver haired man answered straightforwardly.

"...you're joking, right?" Sasuke asked. This was not a funny joke. He had yet to model swimsuits, but he had never wanted to. This holding true today. "That company doesn't even design swimwear for men."

"No, they're just introduced a line of designer swimming wear for men, and they insisted that they wanted the Sasuke Uchiha to model it for them."

"Did you tell them they had to hire a tag-along too?"

"Hey!" Naruto glared at the raven, but he was dying to know if this deal really did apply to him. He knew that if he had been called here in the first place that chances were good that he was going to be a part of this too. But you never really did know when it came to fancy-shmancy stuff like this.

"Yes, Naruto, you were also offered a spot," Kakashi responded, "Even so, it was rather simple to get them to agree."

"What do you mean?"

Instead of answering with words, he threw a something he had been holding in his hands in front of Sasuke to do the explaining for him.

"What is this?"

"A magazine, duh," Naruto answered, wondering why the raven was asking such a stupid question. It was so obvious. Guess he wasn't as smart as he thought he was.

"I know what it is, Idiot. I want to know why it's significant."

"Oh, yeah, good point."

Kakashi decided that neither Sasuke or Naruto was going to figure out soon so he ordered the raven to: "Turn to page 58."

The raven raised one eyebrow curiously, but did what he was told. He flipped to the given page just to be faced by himself. A picture of himself, anyway. He hadn't known it had been published, it was from their most recent photo shoot with Hiro. The one with Naruto. It was a rather impressive shot even he would admit. Something about the picture came to life though it was obviously not.

"They agreed right away to hire Naruto after I showed them that picture. And I said that you worked best with him, this being proof." Kakashi smirked, feeling pleased with himself. He knew that he played the company perfectly in order to get Naruto a part. Plus, after this shoot he might just be able to prove to the raven that working with the blonde should be in his best interest.

"I do amazing work with or without the idiot," Sasuke scoffed.

"Lemme see!" Naruto whined. He had made multiple attempts to snatch the magazine from Sasuke while Kakashi had been talking but the table was way too wide. So the blonde hoped that if he asked Sasuke might just give it him. He was dying to know what made that big name label want him. He was sure that if he was them he wouldn't have taken a chance to him.

Sasuke glanced at him, smirking at the blonde's facial expression. He looked like a pouting kid that didn't get what he wanted. But for this once he decided to humor him and tossed him the magazine, which was already open to the page. Naruto stopped it from flying off the table with his hand, only to stare blankly at the picture.

It was him.

But it wasn't him.

He had never seen himself like this before. It was surreal, something about this being his first picture in a magazine made him feel like it couldn't be him. It didn't properly register in his brain that it even could be him, but looking at it there was no doubt.

Naruto ran his hand across the page, feeling the glossy smoothness. His image was forever preserved imprinted the coat of plastic-like material. For everyone to see. It was amazing.

"Wow..." The blonde murmured in awe.

"Never seen yourself quite like that have you?" Kakashi asked bemused.

"No, it's so cool. Way better than I'd ever imagine."

"You should be proud: that photo, along with your rest, needed close to no photoshopping."

"I always knew I was perfect."

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "Don't get too cocky."

"Too late for you though," Naruto shot back.

"That aside, Inoue Signature offered us a deal for both you and Sasuke for their launch of men's swimwear."

"I don't want to model swimwear," Sasuke said once adamantly.

"This is a great opportunity, we've only worked with them a couple of times in the past. And they're rather well known, so we should jump at the chance to work with them again," the silver haired man reasoned.

"But I don't want to."

"You sound like a whiny brat," Naruto mocked. "Someone's too chicken to pose in swimsuits? Are we a little body conscience?"

"No, I'm the last person that needs to be body conscience."

"Oh yeah, then why won't you agree to do this then?"

"I just don't want to. Plain and simple."

"Someone's chicken. I mean, I'm going to do it. Yet, you can't?"

Kakashi and Iruka smiled as they realized what Naruto was doing. He was attacking Sasuke's pride until he gave in and agreed to do the shoot. Naruto didn't want to have to turn down this offer because of the picky raven, so he was pushing him into a corner. He could accept, or forever have this moment held over his head by Naruto for the rest of his career. Sasuke was never going to let this idiot ever have one over him.

"I'm not chicken, you idiot. I just have better taste than you. But if you insist, I'll do this shoot, and blow you out of the water, literally."

The blonde looked at him blankly. "You're going to blow me?"

"W-what? No! Idiot, I'm using a figure of speech! I'm going to blow you out of the water. Not blow you!" Sasuke rambled as Naruto's blank facial expression didn't change, like he still didn't understand. Causing Sasuke to keep going on his convoluted explanation.

Oh, but Naruto understood full and well, he just liked watching a flustered Sasuke. It was such a rare sight after all. Come on, what idiot mistakes "blow you out of the water" for "blow you"? That was ridiculous, considering that there was an extra four words latched on at the end which were pretty hard to miss.

Sasuke was still talking, everyone by now was smiling as they watched him.

"We get it, Sasuke. But that is just what I wanted to hear." Kakashi cut in, tapping his pen against a clipboard, ready to get them to sign. "I see we've got a healthy sense of competition. Perfect. I'll tell them we're game. All you've got to do is sign your consent."

"Sure!" Naruto held out his hand, obviously waiting for the papers. Kakashi easily slid the board across the table. Naruto stopped it effortlessly, then catching the pen afterwards. He scanned over the conditions, but really didn't read anything. He was too excited at the prospect. He scribbled his sad excuse of a signature on the dotted line, grinning when he was done. He proceeded to shove the clipboard the width of the table to come up just short in front of Sasuke.

Sasuke didn't even glance at the guidelines, going straight for his signature at the bottom. The raven handed the now signed papers back to Kakashi, who took it happily before tucking it away into his briefcase.

"It'll be at Inoue Signature headquarters, apparently they've got a airplane hanger type space where their ads are shoot exclusively. Be there just a bit before 10:00 am, in two days time," Kakashi informed. "So until then, I'm going to go catch up on my research."

"Porn," Sasuke mumbled.

"Research."

Naruto laughed. "This is no time to argue I'm going to be famous. Believe it!"

"I'm fucking freezing my ass off, dammit," Naruto whisper-yelled to Sasuke.

"I guess this shoot isn't cracking up to everything you hoped it would be, Idiot." The raven didn't dare turn and face him. " Act professionally, you wanted this."

"How the fuck can I do that when my toes are going to turn blue and fall off at any moment?"

"Did you think water would be warm in December?"

"Well, I didn't fucking know we were going to be wet."

"This is a swimwear shoot. Why would we not be wet?"

"I dunno, but hell, it's freezing!"

Naruto and Sasuke were both drenched and thoroughly chilled to the bone.

The first couple of shots were great. They had gotten at the studio at ten o' clock sharp, quickly getting to work since the place was already set up. After entering the hanger-like building they found out that the first set of photos would be underwater that was not a problem.

The company had set up a small indoor tank, built of clear plexi-glass, set up in front of a plain white backdrop and several light stands. Sasuke and Naruto took turns jumping in and holding their breath, as naturally as possible, while staring into the cameras. The photographer said he loved the look of their hair floating around freely in the water.

But that was fine. It was inside and, more importantly, warm.

What Naruto hadn't been expecting is when the director of the photoshoot made some signal to pack up. Naruto was initially surprised that the shoot was over so soon, but he had been so wrong. It was actually that they were relocating to the nearest beach, because they wanted proper backdrop for the out of water pictures.

Unfortunately, ocean water's temperature cannot be regulated for pictures so whenever a wave crashed over the blonde new shivers would rack his whole body.

And being only clothed in swim trucks was not helping. Okay, well, they were more board shorts styled since it hugged their legs and cut off right below the knees. Really nothing like shapeless, boxy swim trunks. The various swimsuits he had put on deviated from that classic Hawaiian sort of surfer style broad shorts, not surprising considering they were high end designer shorts. Only celebrities would be able to afford this stuff.

It was rather ridiculous in Naruto's mind when he thought about how they weren't exactly made up of ground diamond dust. But he knew people just paid for the name either way. Sure, there was a degree of quality, but the price remained absurd. The design could have cats on them for God's sake and they would still sell top dollar. Granted, all the ones he had modeled looked like wallpaper on shorts, thanks to the excess of stencil-like patterns and motifs. And instead of a drawstring, there was a "draw-ribbon".

The designer called them elegant, but it came across almost girly to the skeptical blonde. Though he would admit that Sasuke worked those classic black-on-white motif stenciled board shorts, mostly because Naruto couldn't picture him in one with a tropical flowers snaking up the side in a bright orange. That would be weird.

But what Naruto had been so surprised about was that Sasuke did, in fact, have abs. He would have never guessed that after seeing the raven eat only salads. But he was a model after all.

Of course Sasuke had nothing on him. Naruto went to the gym seven days a week, every week. Washboard abs, baby. Sasuke was one of those lanky, slightly defined boys..."just enough muscle" as all the magazine articles had said. Whatever, not like Naruto read those...

"Blondie!" The photographer called, looking up to glare.

"What?"

"Stop shivering! You're borderline blurry in all the pictures!"

"I'm sorry, it's hard not to with this frigid water hitting me every freakin' two seconds..."

"Don't give me no excuses. Sasuke isn't shivering."

"That's because he's cold blooded," Naruto mumbled to himself, while grimacing when he felt just another wave break against his back. He glanced over at Sasuke. Stupid bastard's face hadn't shown one sign of discomfort. Stupid bastard.

The minutes past like hours. The posing was rather simplistic. Nothing too complicated, unlike last time. The only thing that Naruto had to focus on was keeping his convulsions in check. Even with all that Naruto did love the fact, they were at the beach. He had always loved this place. As a kid up til now, he remembered coming to the beach religiously. Lately he hadn't had much time for leisure trips and was grateful to finally get to go, though it was for work.

He scrunched his toes just to feel the sand. Well, wet sand.

Soon enough he sighed with relief as he heard the final call. They were done. That was brutal. Luckily, for the better half of the shoot he wasn't criticized. Naruto watched all the stagehands pack away the equipment and load them back into the trucks.

Knowing he had time, Naruto decided to take a quick stroll along the water's edge. He grinned, looking back at the distinctive footprint trail he was creating, but was confused to see another set next to his. His head whipped around to see a ever silient Sasuke walking next to him as if nothing was out of place.

"When did you get here?!" The blonde asked...loudly.

"I've been here. Not my fault that you're a first class idiot."

Naruto frowned. Did he have to be mean to him all the time. Last thing the blonde wanted was his happy mood to be ruined by walking with this guy. "Bastard, can't you be nice, if only for a second?"

"Fine, you did well today. But you're still the king of idiots."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait. What?"

"That was me being nice." Sasuke scowled, clearly not liking having to admit it. "I guess you're such a moron that you also have hearing issues."

Short lived moment there. "Whatever. But that was fun, admit it."

"What was fun?"

"Doing the shoot..."

"Shoots aren't fun. They are work."

"Wait, why would you model if you don't enjoy it? I mean this shoot was a blast!"

"You were shivering and cursing every two minutes." Sasuke countered.

"And I enjoyed shivering and cursing every two minutes."

The raven raised one eyebrow curiously. Naruto smiled knowing that it was totally not true, but he got his point across. Sasuke shook his head, repressing his grin. But it was too late, the blonde had seen the corner of his mouth twitch once more, making him full on grin back. Which earned him a blank look, obviously Sasuke didn't understand why he was smiling. So Naruto decided to demonstrate a reason.

Naruto pushed him into the ocean. Yes, the very same freezing cold water as from before.

The raven had spent a good ten minute drying himself before this. And getting his hair back into shape.

Sasuke was livid.

If only his anger could warm him. But it didn't work like that. So he was left angry and cold, glaring at the blonde who was close to doubled over in laughter. Not soon enough did Naruto see that maniacal glint in Sasuke's eyes. He only had a good two second head start to run. And boy, did he sprint for his life. He didn't know what the other was going to do but he wasn't planning on staying around to find out.

"Naruto!" Sasuke yelled furiously, starting after the blonde who was quickly gaining ground.

The blonde glanced back, grinning when he saw how far the Sasuke was. He figured it was time for some taunting. "Run, run, as fast as you can! You can't catch me I'm the gingerbread man!"

"No, you're dead meat!"

"Sorry, I'm vegetarian!"

"No, no, you aren't! And that doesn't even make sense!"

"I know, haha. Still you ain't gonna catch me!"

Naruto had always been a fairly decent runner, especially since he worked out all the time. He wasn't used to trying to run for his life on sand. It gave way to each step which forced him to put in extra for every footstep. And it was only a minute before he felt himself being tackled to the ground.

He got a face full of sand. Naruto lifted head in effort to cough out all the sand that had managed to get down his esophagus.

He could feel the bastard sitting on his back. Damn, he was heavy for such a skinny guy. Looks can be deceiving. He attempt to wiggle to see if he could roll out from under the guy, but he didn't give. Damn, heavy.

He could also feel the bastard smirking triumphantly. Yes, he could feel it. Don't ask how that works out, but something made him know that Sasuke was smirking down on him. Bastard.

Naruto tried to buck off the raven once more, to no avail. "Get the fuck off me!"

"No."

"Yes! I'm getting wet 'cause you're soaked."

"And now whose fault is that?"

It was all Naruto's fault. Sasuke had a point. Well, fight logic with logic. "Please, get off! We've gotta get back. They're probably done cleaning up by now. They'll be waiting for us!"

"Very true, but I think I'll sit here for a while. It's surprisingly comfortable."

"Bastard."

"Idiot."

Naruto's mind went into overdrive on all the possible ways he could get the bastard off him. But none of the plans were all that viable in the position he was in. Seriously, how was he supposed to get a hold of a knife? Before he could exact a last ditch effort he heard a loud chortle. He strained his neck in tune with Sasuke to see the source of the laugh. Horrified to be met with a way too cheery looking Kakashi.

"I'm apologize for disrupting your fun," Kakashi said humorously, taking in their predicament. Well, he was basically taking in full enjoyment of having caught the two boys like this: Sasuke sitting on top of a struggling Naruto. And before this Sasuke hadn't actually thought how raunchy their positions would have looked to an bystander.

The raven jumped up as if electrocuted. Completely red in the face. he couldn't say that this had ever happened to him before. Well being caught in a "promiscuous" pose, or embarrassed for that matter. Uchihas and embarrassment just don't mix well. But the expression on Kakashi's face made Sasuke glad that he didn't read minds, or anything of those odd teen girl magazines and what they speculated. Yup, most went for secret vampire. Fail.

"It's not like that!" Sasuke defended immediately.

Naruto was slightly flushed too as he brushed himself off, after picking himself up. "Yeah. It was nothing like that! He was being a bastard, as usually."

"Yeah," Sasuke agreed. Naruto would've laughed at him agreeing to being a bastard but really was waiting for Kakashi to drop his creepy expression.

"I believe you," Kakashi said in a way that made both teens think that he didn't believe them. "I came to get you guys. We're ready to leave. Good work today. Also, I've got some exciting news."

"Yeah! What!" Naruto asked already happy just the thought of exciting news.

"The photographer and the company officials who were here really liked your work today," the silver haired man elaborated. "They want you guys to work for them again."

"Again as in when?"

"Next week. For their winter line."

"Awesome!"

Sasuke didn't seem too pleased. "Where, when, and why?"

"In New York, they'll be flying you out. Like I said next week, but more specifically around Friday. And because they liked you...both of you."

"New York?" Naruto asked still stuck on that point.

"Yes, New York."

"Like, New York New York?"

"Yes, you moron. What other New York is there?" Sasuke answered annoyed.

"Fuck yeah! I can't believe I'm going to New York! I can't wait!"

"Why're you so excited?"

"You'll find out!" Naruto yelled, so close to breaking out into a happy dance.

Kakashi nodded. "Good then. I've already accepted."

"Why am I not surprised?" The raven muttered sarcastically.

The silver haired man had already turned away and started walking towards the parking lot, not bothering to wait up for the two boys. Naruto and Sasuke followed after him either way, stumbling every now and again since they were still barefoot and the sand was less than forgiving. Odd considering they ran across the sand just fine, but walking was a problem. Just another thing that didn't make sense.

They made it back the Blue Blood Inc.'s headquarters easily, only to part ways again for their relative cars to go home. But before they got a way, right as they were stepping into their cars. Kakashi yelled at them, "Naruto, Sasuke, you guys'll be sharing a room!"

"What?!" They screamed back angrily, heads snapping back to face the sheepish Kakashi. They knew it was an act to hid his enjoyment. Oh, how much he savored messing with trip was going to be a blast.

"See you then!" He waved bye and took shelter back in the building.

You're dead... Naruto and Sasuke both thought murderously.

Thanks for reading! Ok, I think I might have gotten lazy while writing the end, oh well. So! What do you think? I swear there will actually be some sort of action/drama/conflict in the next chapter! Oh, thank you, Unbelievably Believable for pointing out my mistakes in the last chapter *huggles*
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