Parasite

Uchiha Compound

11:30 pm, Friday

It was quiet, and thick tension filled the air. There was the sound of labored breathing and eyes were cutting back and forth warily, as though someone was expected to pull out a gun and blow everyone to high heaven. It was invigorating, it was dangerous, and it was Family Poker Night Friday.

It was the final hand between the two specialists. Two pairs of identical eyes were locked in silent combat, each trying to will their opponent to submission, although neither was gaining ground. Now was the moment of truth: Onyx eyes widened as a pale hand laid down four aces. Matching inky depths caught the gesture and a smirk broke across his face. "Seems like I have won again, foolish little bro--."

A matching pale hand slapped down a straight flush.

"You were saying, my dear, dignified weasel?"

The audience of family members cheered merrily, each of them congratulating both players; some too merrily, judging by the hordes of empty beer cans that littered the floor. The defeated raven cocked his head and smirked.

"About time, little brother, I was getting tired of winning." The elder raven said, his eyes shining in mirth as he bent over to pick up the littered bottles.

"Would it kill you to say 'You won fair and square' or maybe a 'Good job, Sasuke'?" The raven said with a playful sneer on his face, as he also stood to pile up the chips.

The older brother just shrugged, amusement gleaming in his eyes before picking up the cards. "Of course. If I did, you couldn't grow up feeding on your hatred of me, dear foolish little brother."

The two brothers broke out in laughter and joined in the surrounding merriment, celebrating Sasuke's new job as the personal assistant of the Uzumaki Naruto.

Rasengan Incorporated, CEO Private Office

10:30 pm, Friday

"No."

Two blonds stood in a room, though that was the only similarity they shared. One of the blonds was a woman. She had jade eyes with normally pale skin adorned with lavish jewels, her hair tied back in a tight bun. Her name was Kushina Uzumaki. But now, her pale skin was flushed in outrage, her face stained with outraged tears.

The other was a male with tanned skin and piercing blue eyes; he had three peculiar dark markings on both sides of his face giving him a feral look. He was dressed in a Neapolitan custom tailored Kiton suit with A. Testoni shoes- his look screamed 'rich'. His name was Uzumaki Naruto.

"What do you mean, no? I need that money!" She screamed at him, her chest huffing.

The blond man just stared at her impassively, as if the outburst had never been made. "I have given you thirty million in seven years. You don't need anything," he said in a monotone voice, although his clenching fists betrayed his act.

"But I'm your mother!" she said, a desperate edge cutting into her voice, "You can't do this to me!"

At this, a menacing sneer broke across the younger man's face, his eyes flashing crimson. Kushina instinctively took a step back when she saw the slightly demonic look on her son's face.

"Funny, I remember saying the same," were the last words he said before he hurled open the door and stormed away, leaving a shaken and terrified woman behind.

Rasengan Incorporated, CIO Private Office

11:27 am, Saturday

The CIO of Rasengan Incorporated peered over her cup of sake to view the latest victim. He was young and she reasoned he couldn't have been older than twenty. He had dark hair that in the florescent looked blue which seemed to be gelled up in the back and bangs that framed his pale face. The woman decided he must have come from a relatively wealthy family judging by his dress. He wore a dark blue suit, with the usual accompanied white-collar shirt. At least he knew how to dress.

The man—her hazel eyes cut over to the file—Sasuke said nothing but simply stared back at her with a stoic face and cold determined eyes. She snorted in amusement; Sasuke didn't look like a people person, but hey, if he got this far, he must have done something right. The CIO took another swig, before setting the glass down and placing her attention once more on the man.

"I am the Chief Information Officer of Rasengan Incorporated, Senju Tsunade. You must be Uchiha Sasuke, correct?" Sasuke nodded sharply, but said nothing and Tsunade continued.

"You have come this far and I congratulate you on your new position as the brat's personal assistant." Tsunade smirked as she felt the slight shock coming from the man and silently dared him to comment. He didn't and her mouth curved up in a half smile.

"However, you were told to report to my office for a more detailed description of your current vocation. If there is anything that is not found satisfactory, remember that you hold no obligation to be here and that I will not stop you from walking out that door. Is that understood?" He seemed slightly shocked at her bluntness, but the cold determination shined in his eyes told her that wouldn't happen. Her smile widened; he would have fun with this one.

"Now then, the first matter and probably the largest in scope," Tsunade poured another glass of sake, "is that you, Uchiha-san, will be living with the brat for the entire duration of your employment."

Tsunade resisted a snicker as she saw the blatant shock written all over the once-stoic man's face. She watched as he opened and closed his mouth several times, obviously lost for words, and the CIO was content to watch him struggle.

"And why, pray tell, am I just now being informed of this rather important fact?" He said finally to Tsunade's relief, any longer and she would have cracked. Taking another swig of alcohol, she looked at the man in front of her, mirth brimming in her eyes.

"Obviously we cannot tell everyone the job includes living with the wealthiest man in the world. Those kinds of announcements are open invitations to scandals of the worst kind."

"So what insurance do you have of telling me this?" He asked warily. Tsunade smirked.

"You, Uchiha-san, were subjected to an undercover background check so thorough, we would know if you cheated on a test in primary school. After that, we studied your work habits over a period of three months and found you to be," Her eyes scanned the report. "'diligent, ingenuous, and mentally capable' after many other scans of your person, houses, papers, and effects. We found you to be the best candidate for the position."

The CIO half smirked when the man straightened up higher at the statement. "When do I move in?" He asked and Tsunade smiled.

"Monday." Sasuke eyes widened, but he said nothing and nodded.

"If you have no more questions, Uchiha-san," the man shook his head, "then the second detail: Under no circumstances are you to allow anyone into the brat's estate." Tsunade said dangerously, and said nothing until the man in front of her nodded. "And the last detail of course, absolutely no intimate actions are to be shared." She watched bemusedly as his face colored before he snorted in disgust.

"I wouldn't dream of it." Tsunade felt the overwhelming urge to crack up- he was really going to have fun with this one.

"Then I suppose if all the terms are understood," she took the last page of the thick file. "I will need you to sign this signifying I have told you all the finer details and that you understand them as such."

She took another swig of her sake as the man signed his name to be the newest addition to Rasengan Incorporated. Tsunade smiled, "Well, I suppose it's time to meet your roommate."

Tazuna's Tavern, Meeting Room

11:45 am, Saturday

The richest man in the world stood in the middle of the room. The sole of his thousand dollar shoes brushed lightly over the sea blue carpet as he turned to look over all the occupants of the room. And as expected, every other pair of eyes was locked solely on him; although if you looked close enough, you could see the ravenous gleam in them. He flashed an Armani smile.

"Ladies and Gentleman, I know we are all grieved and sobered by the monstrous devastation the tsunami Kyuubi brought with its arrival." Many people shifted uncomfortably in their seats, and the man could already imagine the complaints forming in his audience's mind. 'Oh Kami, don't let this be a charity meeting. Kami forbid we actually have to give money away.'

"Seven hundred thousand dead, one point five million missing, and over ten million people with damaged property, persons, and shattered lives. Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a crisis that is sweeping nations like no other. Our economy is in shambles, so who will the people go looking for help in their time of need? Who would be the people look to for salvation from this ungodly threat? I present to you, the answer to this epidemic, project Yondaime!"

The screens behind him flared to life, each bearing the word 'Yondaime' in bold. With dry eyes, Naruto watched the many money-mongrels eying the screen in obvious greed. Sure, they didn't even know what the project was, or what it was about. But they did know that every idea of Uzumaki Naruto's was instant profit. They were like a pack of dogs, ready to attack every slice of meat their eyes could find. It was really too easy.

Their eyes would follow every motion, every notion that flowed from him. Heck, he could tell them that sending chocolate bars to Mars would benefit their company's revenue and they'd eagerly ask when the Martians would like their first shipment. They were fools, but then again, Naruto was good at his job and he knew it. But being the best did get bland at times.

It had been easier to come to work when he was a rookie, being looked down on for every action he made. It was rejuvenating back then when everyone questioned his word. Back then, it was a challenge: To be acknowledged. Though now, at the top of the ladder, there wasn't anything to move upwards to and life was…breathing. He had tried the "charity" way of doing things whenever he felt the urge to turn to legal narcotics, but giving did nothing for him. Let alone make him feel anything resembling 'warm and fuzzy' inside.

Before he knew it, Naruto had exhausted his last point and he was already giving the conclusion. Though it obviously wasn't needed, one look around and Naruto knew he had them, hook-line-and-sinker.

'Really,' Naruto thought as an owner of a cigarette supplier came over to shake his hand. 'Is this it?'

Wave High District, Streets

12:27 pm, Saturday

Sasuke looked over at his companion as they turned the corner. Her mouth was moving, no doubt telling him something about the place they were going. However, no matter how hard he tried to listen, everything she said seemed to go in one ear and out the other. All he could think about was seeing the man, touching him, indulging in the icy blue eyes that ruled the world with an iron fist. Turning his gaze back to the sky overhead, he sighed silently. It was no use, no matter how much he loathed admitting it, he, Uchiha Sasuke, was fan-girling over his new employer.

He consoled himself with the knowledge that the man was rich.

Even when he was small, Sasuke's little mind had been filled with the childish aspirations of buying his family thousands of houses and expensive cars. His passion for green followed him even through his teen years to the point where Sasuke had been named in Konoha, his hometown, as the Green Beast of Konoha, being known for his many money earning schemes and small businesses.

So when he had seen the ad for the new job opening as the personal assistant of the richest man in the world, he'd nearly fainted in excitement. And now, he was here; only minutes away from his idol, his dream. 'I wonder what he's like…is he snobby? Probably. All that money must have gone to his head. And all that money…I wonder what his secret is…'

Suddenly, the background chatter amplified tremendously and it was all he could do to keep from jumping in surprise. His blinked his eyes, clearing the glaze from them, and was met found himself face to face with the biggest hotel he had ever seen. There was a large golden statue of the Wave Country national emblem and a giant wave of gold stood towering above him with the words: Tazuna's Tavern in bright cerulean.

"Wow," he breathed.

"Nice, huh?" Sasuke turned sharply; he had forgotten that he wasn't alone. "Yep, the brat had a meeting with the Band this morning. I have already informed him of your coming, and he has agreed to meet us in fifteen."

Sasuke nodded briskly as he followed the woman into the building.

Tazuna's Tavern, Tsunami's Table

12:30 pm, Saturday

A smooth ring-tone rung throughout the backroom of the rather classy restaurant before a tanned hand reached into a pocket and silenced it. Naruto brought the phone to his eyes.

Hello, Naruto.

One new message! From, Old Hag!

Cocking his head slightly, Naruto pressed the 'open' option and a message instantly came into view.

Oi brat!

I got your new toy; we'll be at Tsunami's in fifteen. Don't be late.

Smiling slightly, Naruto put his phone away before leaning against the headrest. Sometimes he didn't know who was the employer and employee anymore. Chuckling, Naruto reminisced on the days of his rookie years. The ever-temperamental Tsunade along with her husband, Jiraiya, had been there ever since the beginning. Naruto vividly remembered the first time he had seen the woman.

It had been at the local market, back when he lived in Konoha. He had been frantically searching to get all the groceries on his list for the annual fall festival his college celebrated. Naruto was running through the drink isle, frantically throwing different bottles into the basket. He saw the little girl at the last moment before he swerved the cart, crashing it into another, before toppling on top of a woman. They both landed in a mesh of limbs, Naruto's head completely encased in the woman's cleavage

"Oi! Watch where you're going, you blind-eyed brat!"

"Damn woman! Keep your dogs on a leash!"

Those were the first words they ever exchanged. Naruto winced, still remembering the aching headache he had after that comment. Naruto remembered waking up at their house, later finding out that the better part of her thought it would be cruel to leave him unconscious in the store. From then on, the three of them became a family, a rather dysfunctional and alarmingly crazy one, but a family nonetheless.

But, there was the fact that she knew his 'dirty little secret'…

'Toys', she called them. Naruto smirked slightly, he preferred the term 'conquests'. It had become a rather addictive game to him. Reel one in, break their will, and throw them away. To others it may seem like a cruel cycle, but as far as Naruto was concerned:

It was their fault for violating the contract.

Tsunade had never said anything of course, as it wasn't her business. For that, Naruto was grateful. The last thing he needed was a 'steroid-hyped conscience'.

There was a shuffling at the entrance of the door and Naruto instantly stiffened. His face steeled and his hands rapidly adjusted his suit so it was impeccably straightened. And not a second too soon. As soon as he smoothed out the last wrinkle, Tsunade entered.

Tazuna's Tavern, Elevator

12:45, Saturday

'Damn woman! She was just prolonging it! There is absolutely no reason to ask the receptionist what inspired the cerulean on the statue! I mean for Kami's sake, is she trying to make us late?! And now the elevator is taking forever climbing the fucking building!'

Sasuke cut his eyes over to the other occupant in the elevator only to see her staring at him. He raised an eyebrow, but she didn't even blink. Sasuke resisted the urge to wave a hand in her face and instead turned to look at the many pictures hanging in the luxurious elevator. They were all sea oriented, a collection of seashells scattered across them. He reaffirmed immediately that he liked this hotel. A few minutes later—hours later in Sasuke's mind – the elevator stopped on the ninety-sixth floor.

A cool voice came over the intercom announcing their arrival and all that could be found on the floor. The doors opened to a richly adorned hallway with deep-sea blue walls and gold carpets. Sasuke followed Tsunade, awestruck, down the lavish hallway into a large foyer. Many haughty aristocrats crowded the area and their chatter flowed elegantly throughout the room.

'So this is the life of the wealthy… Look what I've been missing…' Sasuke followed Tsunade as she gracefully weaved through the crowd, occasionally shaking a hand or two, perfectly playing the role of Rasengan's CIO. Sasuke sighed blissfully knowing that soon, he'd be doing the same.

They eventually came to a set of grand double doors that were slightly ajar. Tsunade stepped back, and the doors slowly opened. Glossy waitresses welcomed them with a bow and a chorus of "Welcome to Tsunami's Table!"

Out of the line of waitresses, a beautiful woman with indigo hair greeted them. "Hello, it has been awhile, Tsunade." Tsunade grunted in response. The woman, apparently unfazed, looked over to Sasuke and flashed a warm smile. "And you must be Naruto-kun's new assistant! I am Tsunami, it is a pleasure to meet you."

Sasuke's eyes widened at the term of endearment and wondered how many people were personal with his employer. He nodded, "The pleasure is all mine."

Tsunami smiled once again, "Naruto-kun is in the backroom, Tsunade knows where it is. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask. Please enjoy your stay." And with that, the hostess disappeared once more into the crowd of waitresses. 'Oh yes,' Sasuke thought as he strode to catch up to Tsunade. 'I could definitely get used to this.'

The "backroom" was a large foyer in itself; complete with an entertainment center and buffet, it was a restaurant by itself. Tsunade finally stopped at a red roped area manned by a suited middle-aged man. He looked upwards, and quickly unlatched the gate for them, hastily muttering a "enjoy your stay."

This was it. Just beyond that curtain was his future, his dream, and his money. Sasuke smirked and followed behind Tsunade.

Tsunami's Table, Backroom

1:00 pm, Saturday

"Oi, Brat, I brought your cargo!" Tsunade moved aside, allowing cerulean and obsidian to clash for the first time. It was as though time had slowed, focusing only on the two men. Tsunade felt the shift in the atmosphere and fidgeted slightly. Naruto's eyes slid towards Tsunade, and his intense gaze softened. "Thank you, I'll have that sake on your desk tomorrow morning."

Tsunade seemed appeased, "See that you do, brat!" And with that, the CIO exited the backroom, leaving the two men alone with only a dining table between them. Naruto returned his attention back to Sasuke and gestured at the seat across from him. Sasuke, who seemed to be having an inner battle, hesitated a slight second before smoothly taking the seat offered.

Sasuke looked at the man before him. He was undoubtedly handsome, even sexy, if Sasuke were to be completely honest. With his icy blue eyes and long blond hair, the billionaire looked dangerous and wild. Yet the man had a refined look about him, like smooth wine. The thought made Sasuke shudder.

Naruto noticed the man staring and he smirked into his sake. 'Sasuke… hm' Naruto rolled the name around in his head. 'Sasuke… my new toy. And such a pretty one at that.' He thought appraisingly as he stared lustfully at the porcelain skin.

"So, Sasuke," Naruto started, "tell me about yourself."

Sasuke repressed a shiver at the husky tone. He swallowed deeply before locking eyes with Naruto. "My name is Uchiha Sasuke, and I'm twenty-six. I graduated summa cum laude from Konoha Business and Marketing…"

Naruto's eyes followed every move of Sasuke's mouth, wanting to sink his teeth in those pouty lips, make them bleed, and watch them scream his name. Naruto groaned softly, this wasn't going at all like he planned. These thoughts usually weren't evoked until a later time.

"Um, sir?" Sasuke asked, unsure of the unfocused look Naruto was giving him. Naruto blinked a couple times before shaking his head.

"Nothing, Sasuke. Come take a walk with me."

The walk to the elevator was tense, though why, Sasuke didn't know. Naruto looked to be deep in thought. Every once in a while, they would catch each other's eye and Sasuke would be hard pressed to suppress a blush.

Finally they reached the elevator, and the silence seemed to reach its breaking point. Sasuke gasped as Naruto turned suddenly on him, the cerulean orbs driving into his own. He flushed a deep shade of red.

"Uzumaki-san?"

Naruto didn't answer, but instead continued to stare at his new assistant with unreadable eyes. Sasuke turned his head to the side, his bangs breaking the connection between their eyes. The silence was deafening to Sasuke and he gritted his teeth in frustration, yet he refused to meet Naruto's eyes.

A sudden 'ding' sounded, alerting them of the elevator's arrival. Naruto slowly turned away from him to walk into the elevator. Sasuke let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding and ran a hand through his hair. Taking one last look down the hallway, Sasuke followed the blond into the elevator. He abstractly registered the pushing of a button, before turning to immerse himself in the surrounding pictures.

From the opposite side of the elevator, Naruto stood with his eyes never leaving the man across from him. This Sasuke was unlike any of the other assistants that he had in the past. No, this Sasuke was very different. For one, he was smart. No, not just book smart like the others, but charismatically as well. He didn't stutter when he spoke to him, neither did he worship the ground he walked on with fervor. Instead the man looked to be… 'Ignoring me? My presence?' The corners of his lips lifted, yes. He would have much fun with this new conquest.

"Sasuke?"

Sasuke turned his neck slightly to face his employer. "Yes, Naruto-san?"

"Why is it that you want to be my assistant?" Naruto said, cocking his head slightly. Sasuke's eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly. 'Is this a test?' He searched Naruto's eyes and even though found nothing; he decided to play it safe. Sasuke turned back, away from him.

"You have something I want." Sasuke said, his eyes tracing the seashell patterns across the elevator wall.

"And what would that be?" Was it just him, or did the blond sound closer than before?

"Money." Naruto raised his eyebrow at this. This man was truly something else.

"I see. Sasuke, how bad do you want it?" Obsidian eyes widened at the feel of Naruto's hot breath on his neck.

"Tell me, Sasuke." Naruto said silkily, lifting his hands to trace the sides of Sasuke's face. He smiled slightly when he felt the man lean into his touch. "What are you willing to give for this chance?"

"Isn't this unprofessional?" Sasuke said, silently thanking any deity listening that his voice was even.

"Hm, I wouldn't say so. You want something…" Naruto smirked and massaged Sasuke's neck. He was rewarded with a soft sigh. "And I desire something as well. Sounds like a fair trade, ne?"

Naruto's breath ghosted over the pale neck, unbuttoning the suit jacket with nimble fingers. Sasuke groaned slightly, before turning to look at the man behind him. "Wasn't it in your contract that 'intimate actions' were forbidden?"

The blond smirked into his neck as the jacket fell to the floor. "I'm not one for rules."

Naruto crushed their lips together, forcing his tongue in Sasuke's mouth. Sasuke's eyes widened for a second before sliding closed. Strong tanned arms pulled Sasuke to face him, before he deepened the kiss. Sasuke's fingers tangled in golden locks as he lost himself in Naruto's heat.

Wandering tanned hands grabbed at Sasuke's ass, inspiring a groan from the pale man's lips. Naruto, smirking deviously, slammed Sasuke against the elevator walls, grinding his clothed erection against the other man's. Sasuke moaned lowly and matched the rhythm with ardor. Growling, Naruto ripped the vest, throwing it over his shoulder. Sasuke glared.

"You idiot! Do you know how much tha—uhhm!" Sasuke threw his head back as a talented tongue teased his nipples. Naruto smirked, driving Sasuke insane with the bites, twists, and sucks on his nubs. The blond gave one last kiss to each nipple before nibbling downwards, fully enjoying Sasuke's moans and cries of encouragement.

Naruto rose back up and captured the lips that had him spellbound. Sasuke's hands wrapped around his neck and pulled the blond in for a deeper kiss. Tanned hands teased down pale sides, leaving burning nerves of desire in their wake. Sasuke gasped as one of the drifting hands teased around his clothed erection. Naruto nipped sharply at the exposed skin and was rewarded by a startled yelp. Sinking to his knees, Naruto slowly unzipped the pants, careful not to put any pressure on the needy arousal. Sasuke whimpered lowly in frustration, trying to buck up into those hands. Naruto chuckled silkily.

"Patience, Sasuke." Biting his lip, Sasuke screwed his eyes shut and shivered. Did he have to say his name like that? The raven bit back a groan as Naruto's tongue flitted over his sack and rubbed circles on his thighs.

"N-Naruto." Sasuke rasped breathing heavily, his knees shaking.

"Come down with me, Sasuke."

That was all the warning he had before Naruto engulfed him fully making his knees buckle. Sasuke moaned lowly, as he was encased in blazing wet heat. Naruto hollowed his mouth before sucking mercilessly, reveling in the incoherent mumblings of pleasure emanating from the raven under him. Piercing blue eyes watched the effects he was having on the once put-together man. The way he was writhing, his eyes screwed up in ecstasy...

He must have been a virgin.

Naruto smirked inwardly giving a particularly vicious suck watching the man arch off the floor a silent cry on his lips and his eyes going wide unseeing. Yes, a virgin indeed.

"Fuck…" Sasuke hissed, viciously fighting the urge to black out from ecstasy. This felt wonderful, too good to be real. Sasuke let out a cry as the blond nipped at his thighs not once stopping his sucking; the sharp pains making it feel even more intense than before. Naruto let the wet muscle out of his mouth with a wet 'pop' and a low moan of frustration made itself heard. Naruto looked down at the thoroughly flushed man beneath him, and groaned softly when he saw the beginning of a hickey on the creamy neck. His sun-tanned hand wrapped around the leaking erection and slowly began to pump.

"Do you know how fucking sexy you look underneath me, making those faces and making those beautiful noises?" Naruto relished in the unintelligible moans coming from the man. "You're going to be making those faces for me everyday. You like that, baby?"

"N-Naruto!" Sasuke cried as a tanned hand barely traced circles near his balls.

"I'm going to make you feel so much pleasure, your body will crave it!" Naruto said, speeding up his ministrations and making Sasuke's moans rise in pitch. "And then, I'll fuck you so hard that the only thing you'll remember to do is screaming my name!"

Sasuke shuddered violently before screaming out in ecstasy. Naruto continued to stroke him as waves of his orgasm crashed into him. Sasuke nearly blacked out at the intensity.

"N-Naru…" Sasuke's eyes slid closed.

Naruto looked down at the raven, now passed out the carpet. The evidence of their activity all over the floor, 'my new toy…who would've thought he'd be a screamer?'

Authors Note: This is my first lime (unless you count the quickies I wrote in Hellish Summer) So...

What do you think? I did leave just enough hints in here for some plot, though seeing as I'm writing to practice my NC17 scenes... If I did continue this, then it would have some kind of sex scene in every (i'll try) chapter. So what do you think, put this one-shot out of his misery or give it a go?

Ja

Lemony