"Naruto-sama, it is time to wake up and go to school. It is your seventeenth birthday today and we shall celebrate at three," Naruto's butler said at the sleeping form. The smug looking boy ruffled his blonde spikes defiantly but slowly sat and up and swung his legs over the bed.
"Hnn… So it is… Okay, I'll be down in five minutes," the sleepy Naruto replied. "Please leave me to my business," he added.
Naruto slid his silken nightgown off, a present from his late father as of last year, and stared down at his body. Lean rippled muscles covered his torso and upper body while strong muscular legs worked their way into his figure. He had a normal figure with slightly more defined muscles than most at his school, so he took pride in being rich and beautiful. The boys teased him in jealousy and the girls sighed over him, wishing they could have him all to themselves.
He pulled on his boxers, orange of course, then his pants. He decided not to wear his orange jumpsuit today and went with tight blue jeans and an extremely tight fitting shirt. He quickly headed down the staircase to eat breakfast and go to school.
The boys in the halls did their usual morning routines, poking him from behind, taking his pencils, and knocking his stuff over in the hall. Naruto ignored them all today; it was his seventeenth birthday and was older than all of them now. A timid girl with raven-purple colored hair approached him.
"A-amou… H-happy b-b-birthday, N-naruto-dono…" she said and looked away blushing furiously. Her entire face was red by the time he had enough time to respond.
"Thank you, Hyuuga Hinata," he said in a bored voice. He had just about any girl he wanted at school in the palm of his hand, and Hinata was not on the top of the most note worthy students. He decided to see what the others students would think though, so he leaned over and mashed his lips against hers, suckling the lower lip softly and releasing her.
Instantly, venomous eyes started to stare at the awkward couple in the hall. The boys were in shock; Naruto had kissed one of the more ordinary and weird girls while the girls were furious he had picked such an ordinary girl to kiss. Hinata, the cause of all this trouble, fell over and fainted on the floor.
The day ended without any more hitches, and Naruto returned home. The butler opened his door and offered his hand to help Naruto out of the car. Naruto batted the gloved hand away and flipped out of the car.
"So, Inuzuka-san, what did you get me for my birthday? I believe I remember you promising me something special this year," Naruto demanded. He wasn't in a particularly good mood today. In fact, he was actually somewhat tired because of all of the girls staring at him so distastefully today. They would come back; they always came back, but he was still unsure. He was just glad he didn't have sex with her instead; someone would have murdered him.
"Ah, yes. Your birthday present. Well, you have been complaining about a lack of slaves to do your bidding for the past year, so the family pitched in to get you another. He is a small timid boy, so you must be careful with him or he will crack under pressure and you'll be out of a slave for another stretch of time," the butler, Inuzuka, explained.
"Yeah, yeah," was all Naruto said. "Show me the boy."
Inuzuka brought out a smaller boy from the house. He was wearing the simple slave clothes that the family had for their workers. That was all Inzuka was thinking Naruto would notice; Naruto never took interest in his subjects any more, but was taken aback when he noticed Naruto gasp.
Naruto, the beautiful blonde boy, looked at the boy. He had long, beautiful black hair cut around his shoulders, piercing black eyes, with an extremely slender, but powerful physique.
"You, sir, what is your name," Naruto asked the boy.
"Uchiha," he replied. "Uchiha Sasuke, Naruto-sama."
Naruto smirked at the boy then turned to his butler. "Inu-chan, leave at once and I never wish to see you on this plantation again. I told you never to teach my… workers to call me 'sama' ever again. Sayonara!"
"Sasuke, is it? Ok, come with me," Naruto said to the boy. "Let's get you cleaned up and in some decent clothes shall we? You're simply too good to stand there looking like a simple stupid slave boy." He led Sasuke into the main house and up the grand staircase to his room. "This is where you will sleep, Sasuke," he explained.
The room was a large, especially for the slaves of the house, and was filled with any essentials for human survival. Dark blue drapes hung in front of the windows, creamy off-white paint was even placed on the walls, and a huge king-sized bed lay in the corner.
"Th-thank you so very much, master-sama," Sasuke replied.
"No more formalities, Sasuke. You will call me Naruto or not at all." Naruto replied, slightly irritated again.
"Yes, Naruto," he tried again.
"Better, now go to sleep. It is late, and it looks like you've had a long hard day. There is an intercom beside your bed if you need anything." Naruto turned from the boy and headed to his own room. "Oh, I almost forgot. My bedroom is three doors down on the right. Oyasumi nasai, Sasuke."
Naruto left the room and got once again into his luxurious bed with silken sheets and down comforter. He laid back in his bed and shut his eyes, feeling the effects of the day press on him. His mind wandered back to Sasuke, and that was the last thing he thought of before he went to bed. 'This was going to be the beginning of an interesting relationship,' he thought to himself and went to sleep.
((I'll update soon, please review. I love my critics, this is my first time writing for Naruto stories besides that shit one I started with… ok till next time. Bai bai!))
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