A/N: My first try at an anime fanfic. I have to say, this idea is been running in my head since forever lol and it just won't get out so even if it turns out a fail I had to get it out of my head gosh, I hate when there's a story running in my head and making it impossible for me to do anything else lol. So, it's also my first narusasu, and I had this idea just because I fell in love with Narusasu once I started watching the first episde of Naruto Shippuuden. It's unbeta'ed so it might contains mistakes, points them out to me if you find some? I'll edit them, thanks.

Also, the rating is Mature because well, I usually put lemons in my fics so just in case. If I don't put any in this I'll just change the rating back to where it's supposed to be.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. All of it belongs to Masashi Kishimoto, except this plot though xD

Lol, why do I feel so nervous for this?

Streets are rarely busy at night, it's a fact. Because most of the population is inside their home, comfortably laying on their sofa lazying around with a book or watching the TV, flipping through channels till they find one they like. Children are most probably already asleep because their parents want to be alone for awhile after taking care of them all day after school. Or maybe simply because there's school tomorrow, since tomorrow will be a Thursday. No matter what the reasons are, they are all inside their home, safe and sure nothing can really reach them in their own home to harm them.

And most are right, tonight they will sleep well and tomorrow they will wake up and do their usual routines.

But there's always two types of people in the world, that's for sure. Thus why there's a good amount of those who aren't at home right now. Because they don't like being home, because they don't feel safe home or simply because might is their domain and they are more extroverted when the sky gets covered with this dark blue sheet.

Between those two types of people, none are better than the other. There's just one that bring reason for a different type to do all he wants to and have the excuse that he's in one of those groups, while he's just infiltrating.

A soiree is definitely something classic and for rich people to show off. Men were dressed in shiny and classy suits, tuxedos, pants that made their long legs smaller because it was a bit too loose on them. Their hair pulled back with what would be called gel, while some decided they would do it simple and just brushed it on the side, but still with a bit of gel. They all had necktie on their custom though, in black and white, hands in pockets or sometimes holding a glass of wine up and chatting with someone. They weren't under twenty years old, most of them. But that didn't really matter to that different person right now. What he set his eyes on was the other gender.

Women.

Women dressed in their finest jewelries. They liked to show it off on their necks, so exposed to everyone's eyes that of course if he stared they would think he's just grazing his eyes on her neck as if he's staring at the jewelry but actually he's staring at her chest. It would be accurate if that man had been a pervert. But he isn't a pervert. And he was staring at the jewelry not at the women cleavage put at the eyes of everyone to admire and stare at.

It's silly how they spend so much money for just a night. But it doesn't matter to him, it's not his problem. His only problem right now is to find the one he's looking for. That one rare piece of treasure he has to get his fingers on and capture it in the palm of his hand like he would capture a lover's heart without much trouble. Jewelries were precious, they weren't just for show, those snobbish women should learn that.

He let out another soft sigh as he leaned against a thick colon where he had been for thirty minutes now, maybe his target wasn't there tonight. But he had been told that she would come today, with that piece on her neck.

A golden piece, where resided a charming and enthralling precious jade in the middle of the golden cup. He would only have to glance at her to notice the green shade, the unique piece that had been melded with a blue jade to give a cyan crystal clear stone. Though right now he had ot say the most outstanding thing in this place was probably him, because he felt too many eyes on him at the same time. Even though he took care to move away from the crowd. He knew it, he should have worn a stupid wig like he had been told to before coming here.

But it's not like he expected people to look so curiously at him because he was different from them. And fuck this, he needed to pass incognito, can't they understand that? He was going to give up on this mission if that stone didn't come in his sight in ten minutes, because at that time he would have a hordes of people coming at him and trying to make a conversation. And most of them would be women, and damn it he can't really keep a conversation with someone tonight. He needs to do this quick so he knows where to get this precious stone.

"I'm tired of waiting." He groaned softly, in a whisper like that only him could hear. If someone was near, that person would probably think that he was talking to himself, which would probably make them walk away form where he was. It could be a good idea after all.

"Stop whining." but he was surely not talking alone, and the thing that bugged his ear right now, so uncomfortably lying inside and making him hear the other voice on the other line proved it. He'll never get used to those micro-thing that get stuck deep in your hear and almost makes him jump each time the voice on the other line catches him by surprise. And even if he was the one who started the conversation, he couldn't help the reflex of nearly jumping out of his smoking when he heard Shikamaru's lazy voice through the spy ear.

He looked around when the man next to him shot him a light frown and awkwardly cracked a small smile. The man's eyes slowly drifted on his body, stopping at his neck and frowning even more at the lack of a necktie that was supposed to go along with his smocking. Well, he isn't really the type to wear this type of thing, he thought it was going to strangle him when he tried it before coming to the soiree.

He looked away from the man and moved away at the same time. Taking slow steps between the guests to find a quiet place. He simply found another statue where he decided to hide himself behind the back of the beautiful marble sculpture facing him, hoping this time nobody would find him. "Is she really coming?" He was getting impatient now and ten minute already passed, he looked at his watch sighing another time.

"Just look."

Talking to Shikamaru on a mission wasn't really what he'd call a stimulating thing to do so he could forget how boring this soiree was. But there was no one on the other end of his line so he would do with that. "I said look." Shikamaru said another time, sighing on the other end when he noticed he was spacing out.

"Fine." He quickly glanced at the corner of the statue and here she was indeed. And Kakashi was right, no way in hell would this thing pass incognito. It was huge. That's the first thing that was noticeable, then there was the fact this the cyan colour it wore was not a calm and sober one but a vivid and bright dazzling and swirled in the middle of the golden cup like a wind storm. If she put it there so people could actually look at her cleavage it was a bad idea since it was obviously hiding the path to where she wanted the attention.

But if she wanted to show off that she was the most powerful woman in this room, then she was doing a great job. Nobody would be able to pull off such a beautiful picture. Now that was something he couldn't really get bored at. All he had to do was look around to see if he could find a way to get her name and where she lived. You don't borrow this type of jewels off someone's body, but out of someone's house.

Now it was time to meddle in the crowd and try to act as if he was interested in one of those women flirtatious way of approaching him. It paid sometimes to have foreigners appearance. More than he liked it sometimes, but right now it was advantageous so he could take profit. By the end of the soiree he knew her name. She was the daughter of one of the richest business man in Japan, Temari, was how she had been named.

If he thought her gesture was to draw attention to her it became a lie the moment he started talking with her. Apparently it's her mother who made her wear that collar and she wasn't okay with it in the beginning but in the end came with it. First of all she did not like the attention it brought on her as if she was a being traded at a cheap fair market. But she still held that high snobbishness rich people tend to grow up with.

Oh yeah, he did talk to her, that's how he got all of this information. He's known to be easy to go along with people he just met. Because of that most of the times, nobody can really suspect what he's about to do and why he's interested in jewels people are wearing when he talks to them. When some are a bit suspicious and ask, he simply tells them the truth. That he's a fascination for jewel that make him want to learn more and more about them. Which is true, but just half of the truth about why he's so curious on that particular jewel.

But he had to say, that girl's mother knew what made her daughter look beautiful. Because with her almost orange hair, the cyan brightened that unique hair colour and her pale skin was put in valour.

Anyways, as soon as he got to talk to her, he successfully and subtly managed to put a small tracker on the collar when he leaned over as if to whisper to her. Then he leaned back and smiled at her, thanking her for her attention and information and left.

"Complete." he mumbled in the micro he had on the vest of his smoking.

Now that was a custom he didn't hate at all.

All black without any white shirts stuck up inside with buttons that had to be closed to the end. It looked much like a swimsuit, slick against his skin, smooth at the touch and somehow uncomfortable in his lower part. To which he growled and complained, forgetting that he was being listened to again.

"Please, keep your disgusting thoughts to yourself." A lightly annoyed Shikamaru replied back and he laughed softly, as silently as he could because he was already where the cameras were. The alley where he was had white walls, kind of creepy as if in a big fridge. It was a bit chilly. As soon as he stepped in he quickly pulled the hood on his face, only letting his blue eyes to scan around, catch the camera and examine how to cancel them in swift movements.

He pulled the hood a bit up and took a thin metallic stick from behind his ear. It was a miniature cylinder, he clicked on a button forming a bump on the perfect and slick metal and a red light flashed directly at the camera. The red light above the camera disappeared, sign that it worked and he couldn't be seen if he passed under it. Then he did the same to all of the cameras he found as he walked along the hall.

"Why in the hell would they keep a jewel in such a place?" He couldn't help but share with his partner on the other end of the line, but Shikamaru didn't answer this time, seemed like he was concentrating on helping him deactivate the cameras.

"They shouldn't have gotten it out if it was so precious anyways." He went on, kneeling in front of the steeled door. It needed a password. He grabbed a screwdriver from his equipped belt and opened the white box where numbers were put to punch the password. He didn't need to find the password, it's crazy what you can do with technology nowadays. He reached for the belt one more time, placed back the screwdriver and pulled a black squared box. He opened it and looked at the numerous wires inside, next to which was a small pair of scissors that he would need to cut some of the wires inside of the password box.

"Okay, Shika, your brains have to work."

He observed the two boxes wit ha concentrated stare, "My box have the blue wire to deactivate it, but the password box have a green, a yellow and a red. No blue." He wasn't that good with this type of thing, and it's a that time that he remembers why Shikamaru is his partner, except the fact that no one wants him because he's too lazy.

"Don't use the blue, cut the green and replace it with the red in your box." He heard a loud slurp in his ears and frowned. "Are you eating?" No answer, he growled softly. To think he had been refused any meal because of that stupid mission. He did what he was told to do and after the sound of a bip, the door opened itself.

"Easy." this is one of the thing that made him like this job.

And now this was one of the thing that made him hate this job.

Lasers. Those ones were blue, most of the times they are red, just to emphasize their dangerous effect on you if you touch them. But the red ones are pretty inoffensive for their colours. The blue ones, looking so innocent are the hardest to go through. About four minutes while he only had fifteen minutes to steal the jewel before the guards would notice that their cameras are off.

So he better start now.

He started slowly, passing through the first and second one easily. The jewel was resting on top of a large block on a soft tissue of the cyan colour. Only the golden cup around it was of a different colour, A glass cover around it kept it from people's hand, or in this case, thief's hands. Surely he will have to do this quickly once Shikamaru find a way to turn off the alarm that was on it.

At the tenth laser he nearly lost his balance on top of the eleventh one and only caught himself back in an awkward position where one of his leg was held up like a dog trying to pee. Now that was uncomfortable, how do dogs feel comfortable doing it in this position?

Just two more, that he bent over and heaved out a quiet sigh once he succeeded on passing by.

By then the plan was simple. It went by pretty fast. As soon as he got inside Shikamaru turned the alarm off and he took the cover off the jewel, he would have gazed at it if his sports watch didn't show that he only had two minutes before the guards came rushing in so he simply took the jewel and put it slowly in a black bag he had around his belt, he put it back there once he was done.

The last gadget he had around his belt was to help him grasp against the top of the room where he was, it made a quick click as it clung to the cement of the room. His watch was turned off at the same time as the guards came rushing in the room, they found the block empty and he grinned from where he was as he watched them run to find him. He pulled out his own laser and burned the cement next to him without doing any noises it slowly melted. Instead of coming off as a big circle, it came out as broken pieces before it even reached the ground he was already out by the top. He slide on the round top and held himself at the end of the rooftop, clinging the claws of the gadget and he let himself slowly slide down.

His feet landed on the ground softly, a car stopped by him and he hoped in after looking around to see if anyone saw them.

He pulled the hood off his head and smirked at Shikamaru's stern face.

"Now, looks who's got that unobtainable jewel." He held up the black bag at his friend who's smirk was the same as his own now.

"Tsunade will be very happy."

And he will finally be able to prove that he can handle that mission she doesn't want to give him. He can steal any jewel he wants, be it the the Haruno's collection.

Or the Uchiha's collection.

"Fine, little boy. You'll get this one."

The older woman who said that looked up at him with a small smile. She was kind of proud he finally got this far, though she always knew he could do it. But he proved it and that's what was the good thing. He would have argued that he's not a little boy if he didn't just realize that she was giving him the opportunity he's been dying to have since he got under Tsunade's care.

The Uchiha's jewels were known to be the most precious and rare species in the country. And even though he had the time to look around the world, in countries that held the most exotics ones. The Uchiha's held traditional jewels, hand made. Those were the rarest in the world. No machines touch the Uchiha's jewels, they need the most experts hands in the world, they use potter's hands as well as sculptor to make out the perfect and unique pieces they then keep in their non-ending collection.

Because of that special collection, they were the richest. Like he said, not one of the richest, but really the richest ones in Japan. This one wouldn't be an easy mission, it wasn't one of those mission where he had to just go at one of a soiree where he would find his target and then steal. No, it was much more serious than that.

The last one to have tried had been in jail for ten whole years with the strings the President of the corporation and the head of the family at the same time pulled to punish the thief. The thief was also part of Tsunade's team. Since then, it's as if the Uchiha's had thrown a challenge in her hands and she was resolute to win it. They may have one a battle against her, but the war only started when they arrested her best thief.

"You'll need to infiltrate." She started and handed him a brown envelop.

"The Uchiha's family is huge, but there's only one part that is known by me and the others."

He opened the folder and found pictures of faces that were so similar to each other, there was no way you couldn't see they were all a family.

"The head of the family is Fugaku Uchiha." She pointed at the first picture. "He's also the founder and the president of that corporation. His wife, Mikoto Uchiha, unknown background family. They have two sons." She followed her finger on the paper he was holding at the same time as his eyes read.

"The older one, Itachi Uchiha, thirty years old, non-married, he's taking care of the family's business because his father is retiring soon. But he doesn't care about the jewels which always put him in a fight with his father since it's a tradition in their family to have one of their heirs as the protector of the house of jewels they have. Since he refused, the task was given to his little brother. Right there. Sasuke Uchiha." As she said that she held smiled softly at him and crossed her hands over her chest.

"That's our target."

Sasuke Uchiha, twenty-six years old. He got married at nineteen and got his first child at the age of twenty two, she's now four years old and is named Keiko Uchiha. But unfortunately his wife died while giving birth to her. He's known for having all the information about the house where the jewels are kept, he's in charge of the place to make it simple. It is said that he's the door to the precious stones, that he's the password to the Pandora box. No, let's say it's a Pandora house this time.

He lives alone with his daughter right now. Although he didn't need to, he one time decided to leave the family house once he got married and take care of his family with his own earning. He actually went to school and graduated with a major in teaching from the university. He was the smartest of his major and is now teaching at the same prestigious university where he graduated from. The university belongs to the Haruno's family, best business partner to the Uchiha's.

Thins you need to know : He's pretty good at all types of martial arts, learned when he was a teenager for his security.

And the most important, he hates students like you who can't help but disturb his lessons.

So, don't mess up Naruto.

"Come on Daddy, try it!" Keiko's small hands closed around her father's wrist as she tried to pull him on the swing she was telling him to try. She probably was the only one who could persuade him to sit on a swing as if he had nothing to worry about. Even though he was working on his laptop awhile ago when she ran to him and pulled him out of his chair. Not having a choice but to follow her in her joy and excitement.

She clearly laughed when he tried to sit on the swing but it was a bit too small for his body and he sighed. "Mocking your daddy, hum, I see, that's such a good idea." They both turned to see a taller version of said daddy approaching them and Keiko beamed at the taller man, ran to him and jumped right in his arms.

"How's my cutest niece doing?"

Keiko chuckled, "I'm fine!"

"Are you sure?" He asked frowning lightly and she nodded vigorously. "Then prove it."

That was just their way of talking in code, and at her uncle's words she smiled softly and cheeks reddening leaned in and placed a sounding and quick sloppy kiss on his right cheek. "Just one?" she shook her head and placed another one on the other cheek. "That's better."

"Itachi, stop making her do such stupid things."

Itachi looked at him and shook his head, "You should be ashamed of cutting her from the world, Sasuke."

"It's to avoid sick perverts like you that I don't like taking her out."

Itachi made a pained face and looked down.

"Ouch. Way to greet your brother you haven't seen for weeks."

"Oh, please."

Sasuke couldn't help but faintly smile at this though and as he stopped in front of his brother the other one did the same and patted his shoulder lightly when he posed Keiko down. "Good to see you're doing well."

"Hn."

"Where have you been?"

They were in the kitchen, Itachi feeding Keiko whatever she had to eat and Sasuke was sitting on the other side of the table watching them. Itachi had a tendency to really stare at his niece, it's because each time he looks at her he couldn't believe she was for real. She had such soft drawn lines, but they were definitely Sasuke's lines, no doubt on that. Her eyes too were deep black like his, the only thing that she took from her mother was her soft light blonde hair.

She had the rough and sharp stare of her father as well as the softness of her mother's personality in her dark orbs.

"Did you miss me?" He held a teasing tone when Sasuke sighed softly.

"Had some business overseas." Keiko leaned against him, too full to eat anything else and too tired of playing a bit too much in their backyards park. "Do you know that there's been a jewel thief running in our country?"

"A jewel thief?"

"Yes, it seems like he jumped from overseas to Japan suddenly." Now Sasuke knew why he came back.

"You know nobody can reach it, don't worry."

Itachi sighed, "I just hope you don't get hurt in this."

"Don't worry."

It's not the first time that he will have to deal with a thief. But he does hope that it's the last time each time he has to deal with a new one.

Naruto was finally there. He looked up at the tall building where the name of the university was written just above his head in big white letters. From this point on, he's on a mission and he has to keep his guard up and his mask on full time. But it will be exciting to go to the university again. He never actually got the chance to finish his thorough studies. He did graduate, but some sad events made it impossible for him to attend university till the end.

Double that with the fact that he had been chosen to finally steal one of the Uchiha's best and oldest jewel and he's burning with definite and new joy for his job. He looked down at a picture in his hand where a man was walking along, hand in hand with little blonde version of himself.

Well, one thing is sure, that little girl reminds him of someone.

And she's too adorable.

A/N: So that's it, Don't expect all chapters to be the same length, because it'll depend on the content I want to put in the chapters. Also, if you like this, tell me^^