This is purely for shits and giggles :)
I do not own Naruto and as I've heard many other people say, Naruto belongs to Sasuke... yeah you heard me Masashi Kishimoto :P
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Chapter One
"No!"
Itachi raised an eyebrow as his younger brother barged into his office; dark eyes narrowed dangerously leading the security that Itachi had hired solely to prevent this sort of disruption. Sasuke regarded his brother with a mixture of uncontrolled rage and grudging respect. Itachi merely resumed straightening his tie in the face of his brother's wrath before collecting his briefcase and rising steadily to his feet.
"You gave me little option after the debacle with the last bodyguard" he replied smoothly, swiftly dismissing the two security guards hovering behind Sasuke with a flick of his wrist. They both flinched as if he had struck them sticking close to Sasuke as if in preparation of using his body as a human shield but they took the hint and swiftly departed, the door shutting with a satisfying snap.
"I thought you had seen sense" Sasuke intoned bitterly, ignoring the security guards that had once again failed in preventing his arrival. "Not that you were already rehiring!"
Itachi swallowed the cutting remark he was tempted to say and straightened his suit. "Four is being picky, six perhaps a little more so but eight? Two weeks have not even passed since an attempt has been made on your life, little brother and already you have dismissed any protection I have offered"
Sasuke scowled. "I don't need any-"
"Don't be stubborn" Itachi snapped. "You work within my company and it is my right to hire a protection detail to deter competitors from damaging our greatest asset"
Sasuke straightened, sizing up his brother despite the height difference. The two Uchiha's exchanged death stares that never failed to invoke fear in lesser men but neither would back down. "I'll get rid of him" Sasuke vowed.
Despite the growing tension of the situation Itachi allowed himself to smile. Sasuke's eyes narrowed further. Itachi restrained himself from revealing what had been the location of an individual ideally suited to the job of becoming and remaining Sasuke's bodyguard. Whatever surprises would have to wait as Sasuke would object no matter who-or what- took the job.
Itachi couldn't resist showing his pleasure at having found such a candidate for employ at Uchiha Industries. But gloating would have to wait as he was already late for a meeting and Sasuke had yet to meet this new employee. He had reached the door before he was unable to abstain from adding
"I think you'll find that this particular individual is immune to your abrasive attitude" he paused hiding his smile. "Particularly as he has a fiery personality of his own to match. Close the door before you leave."
And with that Itachi departed feeling for once that his troubles regarding Sasuke were over.
But for Sasuke his problems were only beginning. He left Itachi's office in a foul mood. Foul, because Itachi appeared so goddamn pleased with himself and Sasuke loathed his brother's superior sense of self satisfaction. Their rivalry had existed even before their parent's deaths but only now had it abated to excessive politeness and snarky undertones that consisted of the many underhanded ways in which they could irritate one another.
Bodyguards being the primary source of irritation at the moment. Sasuke's hands clenched into fists as he made his way to the elevator. The attempts on his life were irrelevant. What was important was his work without the distractions of a bodyguard hovering behind him.
Itachi's office was on the top floor of Uchiha Industries only serving to fuel his consideration of his own self-importance. Sasuke scoffed at the idea, it was certainly difficult to inflate Itachi's gargantuan ego with a penthouse view but somehow he'd managed. Itachi's secretary, Ino Yamanaka looked up from the computer screen as he swept past without a word.
"If you could schedule a meeting next time it would be greatly appreciated, Mr Uchiha!" she called out after him and even he could hear the disdain in her voice.
It was a little game they liked to play. He would storm past the security without permission, interrupting Itachi no matter what client he may be entertaining. Itachi would fire the security but somehow Ino always managed to get out of the situation unscathed. And then Sasuke would have new security personnel to terrorize before Itachi fired them. It was an interesting cycle to say the least.
So when Ino impolitely suggested he arrange a meeting before invading Itachi's office they both knew next time he wanted to yell at his meddling brother Itachi would have the need to start rehiring security again.
Sasuke smirked as he moved into the elevator, waving a hand as if in acknowledgement of this arrangement as the door closed behind him.
The elevator moved slowly to his own domain; the floor that he ran himself with an indifference that inspired admiration but an iron fist that demanded excellence from all of his employees. Sasuke mentally prepared to remove this new bodyguard while he waited patiently to reach the seventh floor; his floor.
Itachi's confidence had ruffled him somewhat but Sasuke was determined to work in peace without the silent figure of a meathead, muscle-bound steroid junkie leaning over his shoulder.
The removal of the other bodyguards had certainly been a simple enough arrangement. They had bowed easily to threats, some easier than others and of course the trademark Uchiha death glare had been successful in warding off the rest. Bodyguards were surprisingly easy to frighten, so it would seem.
The elevator pinged, warning him that he had reached the right floor and he straightened, smoothing his hair and straightening his collar as he schooled his angry scowl into the blank mask that he'd worn without fail every day at work for his the duration of his career.
The elevator doors slid open and as he strode forth chatter abruptly ceased to be replaced by furious typing. He merely glanced about the room perceiving with mild interest those that ducked, sprinted and slid back into their respective booths, the picturesque view of a perfect business.
Satisfied, Sasuke moved along the main walkway that led directly to his own secluded office before he noticed one who had not moved in the fear of his arrival. Sasuke's eyes narrowed as he proceeded towards the back of a man leaning over the desk of his secretary, Sakura Haruno whom was trying to appear as if she was doing her job but the blonde was distracting her.
As Sasuke's eyes roamed over the blonde's luscious figure he could begin to see why. Strong muscular legs supporting a tight ass that his suit only gave a tantalizing hint of followed by a narrow waist, broad shoulders and muscular arms which were perched with the ease of a practiced flirt on the edge of Sakura's desk. All of this defined muscle shot a flicker of desire through Sasuke which he easily silenced with the fury of seeing the only man not following his rules blatantly flaunting this rebellion directly in front of his office.
Sakura's eyes flickered between them as Sasuke's approached and the wonderful specimen of male shifted his hip slightly as he turned to face him. Sasuke's heart jumped into his throat as his mind went instantly blank. The back of this Greek God did no justice to his front. Wonderfully bronze skin that Sasuke wanted to run his tongue across, sharply defined facial features with identical scars on either side of his cheek almost like cats whiskers but not remotely marring his gorgeous face.
Sasuke swallowed, hard. The eyes. The deepest blue he had ever been privileged to witness regarded him with interest. Every inch of this blond was perfection. And then Sasuke's brain caught up with his libido and realized exactly who he was facing.
His new bodyguard. He was peculiarly silenced by this sinfully attractive male before him, any sarcastic comments fleeing as the blonde smiled revealing a set of sharp white dazzling teeth that Sasuke wanted to feel all over his skin. Sasuke managed to reboot his brain and raised a superior and demanding eyebrow.
"Hey" the gorgeous blonde began in an unintentionally seductive voice that sent a shiver through Sasuke. "I'm Naruto Uz-"
"You're fired" Sasuke said managing to keep the stutter out of his voice and resolutely keeping his face emotionless. The Greek God Naruto's smile wavered.
"What?"
Sasuke didn't pause on his way to his office. "Kindly leave the premises" he snapped about to turn the handle to the door when the blonde froze him in his tracks.
"No."
Sasuke whirled around seeing a determined expression he would never have expected on such a beautiful face. A quick glance revealed the shocked faces of his employees who were watching the entire exchange with horror. Nobody said no to Sasuke Uchiha, except maybe Itachi and even he did so at his own peril. The tension was so unbelievable that you could have heard a pen drop, the silence palpable.
Naruto's eyes remained hard and Sasuke realized to his utmost surprise, that this highly desirable man wasn't planning on ever backing down. There was something in him, a determination that burned like crimson fire and could never be extinguished. It was ridiculous of Sasuke to even consider trying to argue with such a stubborn individual. He suddenly found it harder to keep his distance from the blonde. The intensity of his gaze was doing all sorts of things to Sasuke's sexually deprived brain. Naruto folded his arms in defiance and he watched the corded muscle tense and relax, his mouth going dry.
"I work for the creepy Uchiha" Naruto continued looking angry. "Not the bastard Uchiha"
Those within earshot let out a scandalized gasp as Sasuke fully comprehended the insult. So that was how it was, he realized. No wonder Itachi had seemed so pleased by this new arrangement. Someone who had said no to him without batting an eyelid and then insulted him without looking remotely frightened had to be dangerous.
A flush crept onto Sasuke's cheeks and before he could fully comprehend what he was doing he'd seized the blonde's wrist, nearly salivating at the flush of heat that passed through him as he touched Naruto's skin before dragging the dobe into his office.
The door snapped behind them with a pleasing sound and Sasuke twisted, pinning Naruto against the closed door. He had to physically restrain himself from running his fingers through his golden hair. Naruto appeared mildly surprised by this display but not afraid, not even that angry.
Sasuke saw this retaliation as the last straw. How dare he not fear Sasuke?
"I am perfectly able to protect myself" Sasuke snapped. "I do not require the distraction of an inept employee to continue my work"
Naruto smiled. "That's too bad" he said not even blinking at the unconcealed rage in Sasuke's voice. "But like I said bastard, I work for your brother, not you"
Sasuke's fingers bit into the skin of Naruto's shoulders but he didn't even wince. In fact his grin widened. Sasuke couldn't believe that Itachi had managed to find him such a troublesome bodyguard, one that he was certain would invade his every waking thought. There would be no peace from now on. Sasuke had to get rid of him, now somehow before things further escalated.
"I will make this hell for you, dobe" he snarled trying to remain calm. "I will make you want to quit"
Naruto laughed throwing his head back and exposing the tempting column of his neck. Sasuke nearly lost his resolve in favor of other more productive things they could be doing in his office. "I don't think so teme, cause whatever you send my way I'll give back tenfold. Believe it, bastard I'm here to protect you and there's nothing you can do about it"
Sasuke stared at that infuriating smile, those blue eyes, those tempting whisker scars and before he'd even realized how stupid this was, his fingers slid into Naruto's hair and he crushed their lips together.