Title: Three Loves For Naruto

Pairing: Sasuke/Naruto, Sai/Naruto, Naruto/Kiba

Rating: M

Summary: Naruto's stranded in New York City, trying to find his fiancée. Luckily, he is with charming company, the author Sasuke Uchiha, and his publisher Sai Satoshi. Cupid's struck arrows to their hearts, but who will capture Naruto's?

Disclaimer: I wouldn't write about them if I had them.

Notes: I like watching old films. This is a premise from an old film. If the guys are a bit OOC, I do apologize. I try to make them as IC as possible. Enjoy.

Chapter One

"Is there a reason you're dwelling on my couch at this point in time? You have an apartment next door."

Onyx eyes hardened at the figure laying about on the loveseat in his living room-turned-dining room. They belonged to the most renowned novelist in the United States. His name was Sasuke Uchiha, the man that was now waving from his loveseat, is his publisher Sai Satoshi. They have been working together for about five years now, since Sasuke had turned twenty one and Sai was twenty-three. They are both respectively young for their careers, but they work hard at them.

"Me being here does absolutely nothing. You're the one who is trying to strike a deal with a beautiful woman and get her in bed with you. Isn't she willing anyway? Or do you have to keep making her believe that you're in love with her? Shame on you, Sasuke."

The author had opened his mouth to yell at his publisher, threatening to kick him out, but thought better of it. He just turned to his butler, making sure all of the preparations for his night with Ms. Haruno would be perfect. He'd be damned if his publisher was going to ruin this for him. He did like this girl quite a lot, and he knew her for quite a while, but she had the glittering eyes for marriage because of his name, and he didn't want such frivolous things.

He may be a romance novelist, but he was not well-versed in the ways of romance in the real world. Women always got that confused when they spoke to him at book signings and whatnot. If a girl was to see him on the street, she would faint, and his publicist would give the girl a fake smile, laughing inside of himself all the while. Sasuke always felt that his publisher was the devil on some days, but tonight, he was just annoying.

"Sai, seriously, get out of my apartment."

"Hostile as ever. How do I put up with you?"

Sasuke sighed, becoming even more agitated with his uninvited guest. "The real question is why do I put up with you. Now, get out of my house."

The publisher shrugged and lazily sat up on the loveseat. He made no further moves to get up and leave, which frustrated the novelist even more. The butler looked at them, quite amused as ever, until Sasuke's attentions returned to him and he snapped at him for not taking care of business for the night with Ms. Haruno. Usually, Sasuke would not have to try so hard to bed a woman, but Haruno was quite difficult. She was a particularly well-known physician and her step-mother was a well-known politician, together they were a dangerous combination, and he knew that Haruno's step-mother was the reason that Sakura pushed marriage before sex. He grimaced at the thought of being tied down at such an early age.

"You know, you could just take the older woman to bed-"

"Get out!"

Sai finally got up from the loveseat, trudging over to the novelist and fixed his tie, as if he wasn't being thrown out of the other man's home. "I was only trying to help you." Sasuke gave him the glare of a lifetime as his publisher made his way through their adjoining balconies and to his own apartment. He really wished that he had never told him to move next door, figuring that it would be so much easier if they worked side-by-side. Nights like this made him unbearable.

Turning away from the balconies. He found his butler came back into the room. Still he snapped at him over and over about the how the proceedings should take place and make sure everything was perfect. For an Uchiha like himself, perfection was the only option, especially with the kind of career path he had chosen for himself.

Sasuke had no idea how much time had passed until someone began to rap at his door. He straightened his attire, knowing damn well that he looked perfect as always, but one can never be too careful. He opened the door and if he was not an Uchiha who had to remain his composure at every painstaking moment, his face would have fell and his temper might have flared. For now, he had to keep up appearances and pretend he was happy.

"Do come in ladies." Sakura Haruno and her stepmother Tsunade entered the premises. He gave his attendant a harsh look that read "set another place at the fucking table, now", needless to say, Sasuke was not thrilled with the prospect. Tsunade inspected everything inside of the room that she was present in, talking about various nonsensical things and marriage. Sakura gave some of her own input, but that was it. Every time Tsunade would pick something up, Sasuke would redirect her attention, snatching the object within her clutches and setting it down. God forbid she broke one of the heirlooms inside this apartment of his.

He somehow got the two of them to sit at the dining table after the butler set all of the places, and provided a chair for Tsunade. The three of them sat there awkwardly for a few moments, until Tsunade commented about the décor that Sasuke had chosen for this little dinner.

"How romantic, there are candelabras. I suppose there would be a musician playing somewhere along here, am I right?"

Sasuke's jaws tightened, and he had to restrain himself from wanting to pluck his own hairs from his head. "No, I did not set up a musician to play for the night." From the door between the dining room and kitchen, the butler gave him a look, seeing as how there was supposed to be a musician and he was trying to move him elsewhere. Sasuke had to refrain from sighing at his rotten luck. Only his night could become so sour.

The night began to wear him out as Tsunade and Sakura kept sneaking the idea of marriage into every conversation that Sasuke could come up with. He kept dodging that area of conversation every chance he could get, but he could Tsunade was not happy with that. He had to find away around this somehow. After the dinner and dessert had been cleared, he excused himself to the balcony, claiming that he had left something there and he would return shortly.

He went through the balcony to his publisher's apartment, seating on the other male's bed, he roughly shook him awake. "Sai…Sai! Get up this instant! We have to think of a plan, and we need a plan right now. Sai!" He kept hissing the other man's name in his ear as he shook him roughly. His publisher now rubbed at his eyes, confusion lit up his eyes until he understood what the problem was. He gave Sasuke one of his smiles, creeping him out, but showing he was amused nonetheless.

"Marriage papers? Did she bring them to you?"

Sasuke glared at him. "Something far worse. She brought Tsunade with her."

Sai's eyes widened a fraction of their normal size and he sat up. "That is horrifying. What do you propose to do then?"

"I intend to leave here."

"And where would we be going?"

"Anywhere but this place. We should start heading out on a book tour. That way, when I come back, maybe she will have placed that thought out of her mind. The both of them, hopefully." Sasuke started moving about in his publisher's home, throwing things into suitcases, trying to find something he should bring to the other apartment, as well as thinking of what to tell his guests.

"A book tour, you say. I suppose we should just go to some quiet little town somewhere. Let this whole marriage thing fly over. Do you know where we should go? Upstate?"

Sasuke gave him a look. "I prefer out of this state. Who knows where they have friends."

"I thought you would have found that out. Or did the second Uchiha prodigy not think of that?"

"Now is not the time to goad me on, Sai. I'm tired of you."

"You still work with me."

"That's because unfortunately, you are the best in this business."

"Damn straight I am. And that is why I am helping you achieve greatness. You already have it in the literary world, and you could have it in the social realm, but you like to be put off about such things. You're exhausting as well." Sai gave one of his fake smiles, which struck Sasuke to the core. How much he wanted to wring this man's neck at times…but he was an Uchiha, he had to be cool, calm, and collected.

"Can we just do something, now?"

"We leave in the morning. I will go and tell them that I made you go and rest without you expecting it. Get in the bed." Sasuke stared at him. "Get in it or else the whole plan falls through." The younger male, undressed himself as his publisher went through the balcony to his apartment. He could hear everyone in the other apartment speaking about why Sasuke didn't come back, and he buried himself in Sai's bed.

Tsunade and Sakura made a trip to the other apartment to see if Sai's words were true, and found Sasuke "fast asleep." Sai had informed them that they have a book tour scheduled for the following morning, and that Sasuke had become quite tired. He let him sit on the bed for a few moments as he rummaged through his home for something and ended up falling fast asleep on his bed. Sakura was a bit disappointed that she wouldn't be able to see the man she was falling for, especially not for a few days. Tsunade was trying to figure out if there was anything amiss.

Sai ended up escorting the two ladies out the door, making sure they went home safely, and then motioned for Sasuke that the coast was clear. Unfortunately, Sasuke had truly fallen asleep inside of his bed, which only left Sai with one option: to take the young author's bed for the night. He smiled a genuine smile to himself, knowing that the other man would not be thrilled about this. In any case, he went to sleep in the other's bed and slept just as comfortably as Sasuke did in his.

x.x.x.

"I didn't expect this place to be so warm."

"We're in the south, Sasuke. What did you expect? The temperatures to fluctuate just as it does in our beloved state? Come now, and here I thought you were an intelligent man." The glare that the younger man gave to his publisher was enough to make some piss their pants. Sai had grown immune to that same glare as he had to deal with him every single day of his life since they started working together. The relationship between them was less than perfect seeing as Sai would make fun of his author, and Sasuke would always retort either in a harsh, vulgar, or sarcastic manner. Sai thought nothing of this, since it was just how their personalities clashed. They worked better in the writing department when they had to actually write instead of speak. There was no denying they were an amazing duo.

Especially since they seemed to have the same type of tastes. The only problem about that was they were prone to even more disputes. If they both saw something they liked, it was a constant struggle between who should keep it, and who should back away. In the end, neither would get what they desired, for someone else would have stolen it right from under their noses. They always assured themselves it would never happen again. But it did, over and over again.

However, at the present moment, neither of them were thrilled about the heat. When Sasuke ordered (more like begged in Sai's perspective) for an escape, the duo created a book tour the following day, and headed off from New York city all the way to a small town in the south of the United States. And now, they were at their final destination, before they made their trek all the way back home. It had been a grueling three weeks. Women and a few men, had been fawning over Mr. Uchiha as he signed various copies of his books, even his latest romance novel, and gave them winning smirks.

After all, a man like him couldn't be bothered to give a genuine smile. Especially if his companion throughout the trip kept giving eerily creepy ones to those who passed them by. He wondered if it was the stigma of being with a man that gave off a fake smile, that made him never want to truly smile. No, he gathered that it would have had to do with his upbringing, seeing as he didn't smile much back then either. He only did when he was probably very young and even then, it was a hard pressed issue.

"You always seem to stare off into the distance. Do you need a new girl to help you replenish yourself or make you unwind, or unload?"

"Don't be disgusting."

Sai held up his hands in mock surrender as they moved into their hotel room. "I am not being disgusting, just merely giving a suggestion. Lighten up, will you? We're in a completely different area from the city. Just look at these people, they're all smiling instead of scowling unlike you."

"And they don't give off creepy, fake ones like you."

"I try. It's more than I can say for you."

Sasuke turned away from him, taking his bags and throwing them on his bed. They shared a suite, which wasn't a very spacious place compared to their apartments, but it had two rooms, a kitchen, and a bathroom they only had to share with one another. "In another day and we set off back to the city. One more day, I must deal with screaming and crying women who want to touch me in various places."

"You forget the men who do as well." Sai was amused, he could hear it in his tone.

"I am not like you, one who engages with either sex. I only prefer just the one. And that sex is opposite of my own."

"I am not doubting you, but I have seen even the most haughty, pompous, and hard-pressed man fall to their knees in front of another man. I am not telling you to consider it, but…have a little more choice with your words. Leave me alone with my tastes as I do with yours. It's the only thing we don't have to truly argue about." Sai dropped his own bags on his bed, leaving the room before Sasuke could question him. The sun began to set, signaling that dinner would be served soon. Tomorrow, Sasuke would have his final day of the book tour. He would deal with the adoring fans, and then take off to see Sakura and her mother again. Hopefully, things would have gone according to plan.

The following day, however, his plans took a very sharp, and unexpected turn. Sasuke Uchiha was presently standing in the bookstore that Sai had organized for the book tour. So many people had crammed themselves inside, that Sai wondered if they would even be able to get outside if a huge commotion was to ensue. He hoped that no trouble would arise, but you never know what could happen. Things had a funny way of just…happening. With those plaguing thoughts, however, the reading had went through without a hitch.

Sasuke's tone fluctuated perfectly, he held the crowd in with his words and even with a small smirk or two. He would pause at a precise moment, capturing the eyes of an adoring lady, who would have to fan herself, feeling the sweltering heat of his eyes burn into her core. Sai shook his head, used to the way he was. This was only a game he would play, seducing the women in the crowd, ensnaring them, seeing if any would want to take to his bed. You would be surprised how many had cheated with their husbands and tried to get themselves pregnant with Sasuke's child.

Despite all of those kinds of problems, Sasuke was perfectly childless, and more than fitting for a bachelor or even a husband. He had his own problems, but what person did not?

Sasuke finished the reading, closing the book, and giving a smirk to the crowd. They applauded him as they all broke off with chatter, going to collect a book for him to sign. They lined up perfectly, in a tight order, and Sasuke's hand hurt by at least the fiftieth person to come and ask for a signature. The woman that he had given this signature to was about the same age as Sakura, and just as incredibly bubbly. She was more flirtatious than Sakura, and he could tell that she would ravage him if she could get her hands on him.

She seemed a bit too ambitious for his tastes, but after he signed her book, he gave her a kiss on the hand, sending the girl's heart aflutter. She fanned herself, walking to her cluster of women, and chatting in rushed clips. Sasuke smirked, he was so damn good. He always had the right to be an arrogant bastard.

"Um…excuse me?" A smoky voice made Sasuke turn his attentions and he was shocked to see that the newcomer had about the same blond hair color as the maiden before him. He was of course muscular, and obviously a well-chiseled male, and Sasuke asked himself why he was scrutinizing him. It's not like he could be captivated by a male. But the ocean currents, so pristine and blue, in the male's eyes made Sasuke falter on that thought. "Are you going to sign this for me?"

Sasuke blinked, getting a bit lost in the deep blue sea. "What?"

"The book. Can. You. Sign. It?" This tanned man held up the book in front of his face, flicking the cover with his middle finger, and brought it down with a smile. "I was hoping to get this signed, but if you're not feeling too well anymore-"

"No." The man's face twisted with a question. "I mean, I will sign it." Sasuke had never felt goofy before in his life, and now was not the time to start it. He cleared his throat before asking, "And who shall I make it out to?"

"Naruto. Naruto Uzumaki." Sasuke blinked up at him, who merely smiled before saying, "Yes, that is my name. I do like to read your books. Not all of them are romance novels."

"There are some that are deemed both romantic and adventurous."

"I like to focus on the adventurous side, if you don't mind."

Sasuke signed the book, placing it delicately in Naruto's capable hands. "I do not mind it at all." This time he could feel a tug at the corners of his lips. Not exactly a smile, but not a smirk either. He couldn't identify what it was, but even Sai knew there was something going on. His attentions had been taken away by the lovely blonde woman that Sasuke had given a hand-kiss to. She had been yapping about all sorts of things, and turned to see that Sasuke was giving a semi-smile to someone. He tried to find out who the mysterious person was, but the figure had been lost to the crowd.

All he could make out was the lustrous golden hair that shined with even more vibrance than that of the woman who was before him. He was certain that Sasuke didn't even know what hit him, especially as the author kept mumbling to himself about vast oceanic eyes that looked through him as he paced around at night.

No, Sasuke didn't know what had struck him at all.

Extra Notes: Hello everyone! Another fic burrowed its way into my mind and it wouldn't let me go! I thank you all for reading, and I will try to get some updates up as soon as I can!

Next time: It's back to New York for Sasuke and Sai. Not a week into their homecoming and Sakura and Tsunade are becoming more persistent about these marriage plans. And what about Naruto, who suddenly shows up at Sasuke's apartment? When did he even give him the address? Sai, don't make that face!

Oh well, till next time. xoxoxo