My first hello to whom may read my first story on FF! Before you begin with my imaginative SasuNaru fanfic, I'd like to have a few introduction of myself and some notes for this story.
First, my Vietnamese name is Nhã Trúc, but you can call me by my online/nickname (whatever), which is Kel.
Second, English is not my native tongue, so I'd like to apologize first if you ever see any grammar mistake, dull sentence or something that irritates you. I'll try my best to avoid them as much as possible. I promise.
Third, I've not yet to decide this story possible m-preg or not, so just… wait til the end. And this fic contains a lot more genres like Drama, Gore, Violence, etc… And Interpol is a real deal, unlike my fictional ISAAC project.
Fourth, there might be some crossover characters from all the manga/anime that I seriously love, but maybe just a brief appearance.
Fifth, please review! ToT And if you wanna discuss anything, give me advices, or just simply point out any defect/plothole, don't hesitate to tell me!
Thank you.
The Fatal Bodyguard
Summary: Uchiha Sasuke, an agent of ISAAC project, a team was founded to fight against the fearful criminal alliance of Akatsuki from Japan and Mondo Nero from Italy. Through the help of his pervert superior and one of hell of a brother, Sasuke was able to stay undercover as a candidate for the most dangerous gangster's personal bodyguard position. And the twisted fate begins. SasuNaru.
2015, 18th July.
It was really a hot day in Lyon, France that just made people want to hide in their shacks and enjoy the coolness of the air conditioner, so did Sasuke. Riding to work under this kind of heat didn't help his mood one bit.
Yes, riding. Uchiha Sasuke owned an on sleek-black-coloured sport motorcycle.
BMW HP4 Race – his baby.
He literally fell in love with it after one look at the exhibition several months ago. The motor had not been cheap, and with all the upgrades, add-on, it had costed him some more zeros from his bank account.
Luckily, his job right now allowed him to buy something extravagant like that.
Parking the damn expensive motor at his usual spot, Uchiha Sasuke walked in the building where he worked.
The skycraper looked like a normal workplace of businessmen, where suited people walked around in a hurry state, chatted over the phone, or made such serious expression.
Sasuke stepped in an elevator at the very end of the lobby, taking out his registered card and hovering it in front of a look-alike scanning machine. When his card had got accepted, a small screen appeared on the cold metal wall of the lift, showing the floor numbers.
Sasuke pressed B-4.
Welcoming him was a different scene.
There were people who clicking furiously fast on a somewhat complicated computers' system; pictures, words, documents flying across the screens; others were spotted talking over some topic, and its content could be considered abnormal for a business working place. Because 'dead', 'gun', dangerous' were there to be heard.
Sasuke slowered his steps and stopped when he was halted by his 'co-worker' – Nara Shikamaru.
"Hold your horses, Uchiha, the boss wants to meet you in his office." Shikamaru put one of his hand in his pocket and gave out a lazy yawn. "Probably something important, he looked a little bit anxious."
Sasuke nodded slightly before sending Shikamaru off with a thank you.
…
Hatake Kakashi looked up from his favorite book and gave Sasuke a nod before putting his precious novel away.
"My dear Sasuke, take your seat."
Sasuke narrowed his eyes a little bit, humming quitely before sitting down, couldn't help but feeling some excitement rushed through him. Of course, his facial expression was still the same, the I-don't-give-a-damn-about-whatever-you-are-saying look. And he made sure that it wouldn't change anytime soon.
But his boss actually chose to look at him but not at his dearest porn whatever love story book. That was something extremely rare.
The gray-haired man rummaged in his drawer for a while before plugging taking out a white usb, plugged it in the laptop and made some clicks. Several pictures and files popped up on the screen, showing faces and information. This time, Sasuke had to lean closer to take a good look of the screen before actually furrowing his eyebrows. He turned to look at his supervisor with a skeptical expression.
"Are you sure he is dead?"
"Well, that is what you have to find out, Sasuke."
…
The world seemed to be at peace now, except for some areas, where wars were still on raging but overall, it was kind of harmonious.
Kind of.
Lying under the surface, there were some mighty and deadly criminal organizations, standing over decades and still going strong. Italy, Mexico, Russia, Japan, China, Hongkong, they all had it, and probably the most powerful ones. But when two organizations intergrated? Well, that was some deep shit.
Twenty years ago, the most fearful criminal organization from Japan – Akatsuki decided to league with Mondo Nero, a greatly influencing mafia group from Italy, and they had been expanding their territories ever since, inside and outside of their countries. They did what mafia always did; money laundering, drug trafficking, illegal gambling, prostitution, and other prohibited deeds.
Even with great effort, governments had failed to exterminate them for once, only able to hold them down for different intervals. Realizing the worsened situation, the international criminal police organization, also known as Interpol had stepped in. The commision of inquiry had establish a special team just to fight against this alliance.
The team candidates were selected carefully by all the superior officers from membership of police forces in one hundred and ninety two countries.
After two years of a hell training, only twenty five people remaining.
In the next month, the special project called International Special Agents Against Crimes had been founded.
The ISAAC.
And Uchiha Sasuke was one of them.
…
2015, 23th July.
Uchiha Itachi was one hell of a brother.
Sasuke darted an annoyed look towards his black-nail-polished aniki who was gracefully sipping his capuccino.
"It better be something worth my time, Itachi." Sasuke growled.
This motherfucker called him in his private line, told him there was something really vital about his upcoming mission and he needed to see him as soon as possible.
And here, Itachi took his time to actually compliment his freakin' drink while Sasuke was slowly losing his cool.
"Itachi, you asshole weasel!" That's it.
"Relax little brother, I just wanted to meet you in person, we haven't met each other for like three years." Itachi put his cup down and interlaced his delicate pale fingers onto his lap.
He looked at Sasuke meaningfully.
Inwardly sighed, Sasuke knew this look; it meant that his older brother was very unhappy with him because of their poor brotherly connection over these years.
Mostly Sasuke's fault.
"I'm sorry." Sasuke rubbed his temples with his thumb and middle finger, "I have been busy. It was not my fault for being transferred to Lyon."
"But you did pursue me to put you in that candidate list of the ISAAC project." Itachi's voice was hard.
"I wanted it, Itachi." Sasuke frowned.
"You wanted it to fulfil his pretension." Itachi shook his head, correcting his younger brother.
"Enough, Itachi, I did not fly to Japan to have this kind of conversation, alright? I have a very important mission coming up and I need to focus." Sasuke insisted while looking at Itachi, "Look, I'm really sorry."
Itachi nodded after a while and took the last sip of his drink, "You're forgiven, Sasuke."
Sasuke couldn't help but pull the corner of his lip a little bit upward.
They talked for a very long time, until the café had to close. Sasuke received a lot of advices and information for his next mission from Itachi. It wasn't like Kakashi did not give him what he needed, but listening from his prodigy brother was a different feeling.
Not only an older brother, but also his late superior.
"Younger brothers need their older brothers, after all."
Sasuke had to snort at that.
Three days later, despite his busy schedule, Itachi was seen to set Sasuke off. The two raven haired brothers talk for a little before Sasuke had to leave to the private gate.
On the plane, sat in his seat, Sasuke replayed his older brother's words, "No matter what you think, Sasuke, I've always been proud of you. And remember this carefully, I want you to come back, safe and sound."
End of chapter I.