A/N: Obito is Sasuke's uncle in this. End of discussion. AU SasuNaru.. I personally will always see Sasuke as seme.

EDIT: I would like to point out that, yes, I know this fic is similar to Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler and that that isn't my intention .

"Sir."

Sasuke blinked, for some reason the room was still fairly dark, the curtains weren't drawn to rudely awaken him.

"Sir, if you want, breakfast is ready." That's right his uncle had hired a new butler for him. Sasuke looked up at his newest victim. It was a shock, vibrant blonde hair sticking out everywhere, had he ever been introduced to a brush? The boy looked to be about his age but he had that country feeling to him. He probably was some poor farmer's son with that tan come to try and earn some money. His eyes were a vibrant blue, his butler looked so… alive, he seemed to barely be able to contain himself twitching, shifting his weight impatiently. It was morning where did he get this energy?

Sasuke sat up in bed, slinging his legs over the side. Sasuke watched the boy fidget and the urge to hit him rose. "Do you ever stay still?"

"No, not really." He said cheerfully, too cheerfully this early in the morning. As the boy started to hum Sasuke had had enough, he threw a punch that connected with his butler's face. But the boy just straightened up and smiled, "Shall we get you changed, young master?"

Sasuke grunted and the butler took it as yes. The blonde went to Sasuke's dresser and picked out some casual clothes for him. His butler took his hand helping himself off of the bed. "Arms up, sir."

Sasuke did so sullenly, inadvertently showing off his muscled chest. The butler did not react other than to pull a shirt over Sasuke's spiky head. "Leg. Sir."

Sasuke though was not going to have it, "I can put on my own pants."

"As you wish, young master."

Sasuke grabbed the pants and pulled them up over his boxers, walking into his expansive bathroom. His butler hovered in the door way, "Do you need anything, young master?"

"We are probably the same age, why are you calling me young master?"

"I don't know, I was told to be respectful."

"My name is Uchiha Sasuke."

"And my name is Naruto!—Sir." Sasuke grunted and began to style his hair. The black and white suit Naruto wore looked out of place on the boy as he relaxed against the door way. "Eh, so Sasuke, what are we doing today? There must be a lot to do in such a big house! And you have it all to yourself…. Does it ever get lonely?"

Sasuke looked up for a second before putting the finishing touches on his chicken-butt hair. "That's pretty cool hair, though I don't really have the time to mess with mine."

Sasuke sighed, what happened to his meek little butler?

"So like I said earlier, you can get breakfast whenever you want. I'm pretty sure the cook is just outside for a smoke, she'll be back any second."

"I'm not hungry."

"You aren't anorexic or anything are you?"

"No, stupid, that's bulimic. And no, I'm not." Naruto smiled, Sasuke was talking.

"That's good, because you don't to worry about stuff like that. I think you are fine the way you are." Sasuke found this mildly creepy and ignored the chatty butler as they walked down the hallway. They reached the main door and Naruto picked up Sasuke's shoes. "Here, I'll help you."

Sasuke relented and let him shove his foot into the shoe, sloppily tying the laces. Naruto tied his own and they headed outside, "So. Where are we going?"

"I'm going to get the mail, I don't know about you though."

Naruto scratched his head, "I guess I'll just go with you."

Sasuke grunted and they walked down the short road to the mailbox. Sasuke opened it to find only a letter with the Uchiha crest on it. He jogged home, secretly excited to have gotten mail from his favorite uncle. Naruto easily kept up and he opened the door for Sasuke.

"I'm going to read this letter, leave me in peace." Naruto sighed, "Yes, sir."

Sasuke watched until his butler had wandered off to open the envelope and read the letter.

Sasuke,

As you probably know by now I hired a new butler for you. I don't know how you run them off so quickly, is it your hobby? Anyways, the boy, Uzumaki Naruto, is a martial artist, very accomplished in Tae Kwon Do and Shiatsu. Have you heard of Shiatsu? It's this form of massage and healing, you should have him try it on you one day, I tested it out and it put me right to sleep. He is very talented though a country hick, and it shows, I was joking when I offered 1,000 Yen a week and he accepted! Can you believe that? I was tempted to keep him for myself but I figure you need him more than I do. By the way Sasuke I'm expecting to see some of the Uchiha horses in the upcoming race.

-Obito

Sasuke finished reading and noticed someone was playing the piano. No one had gone near the piano in years, Sasuke forgot the reason why though he felt very strongly about it. He stuffed the letter in his pocket and walked to the room he'd had avoided for years. It was a room he locked away unwanted memories in, and it helped because when he walked in he had no idea why anything was in the room. Who cares about that deflated soccer ball? That broken vase? That.. piano?

Nostalgia hit him as he saw Naruto playing the dust covered piano as if he'd been born with it. As an intricate piece came to an end Naruto commented, "This old girl is really out of tune Sasuke, why'd you keep it hidden away like this?"

Sasuke contemplated his words, it seemed as if Naruto had played before, memories were bubbling in his head trying to escape but he pushed them down. Naruto coming into this room, playing the piano, it meant nothing. Nothing at all he told himself.

"What are you doing in here? This room and its contents are none of your business!" A pause. "Where'd a country scum like you learn how to play the piano anyways? Sneak into a noble family's house and play maybe?" Sasuke was upset with the boy and what he was doing, couldn't he just stay out of his hair?

Naruto, unfazed, simply gave him a pitying look, "My best friend taught me a long time ago."

Ok! That seemed like a good stopping point, any problems/errors feel free to point them out and i will see what I can do! ~Ja ne!