Rated: M- English – Romance/Drama/Adventure Sasuke U& Naruto U.
Disclaimer: Naruto ain't mine..Isn't it obvious? * grumbling *
Warning: SasuNaru,Yaoi, violence, OOC, AU, OC''s, Mature themes...lemons(maybe)...
Naruto Uzumaki Namikaze is an extremely popular and successful writer, who is lonely, but scared of getting intimate with anyone, for fear of losing them...Enter Sasuke Uchiha, beautiful, intelligent and insanely rich..He has always gotten whatever he wants, and now he wants Naruto...Battle Royale begins...will our beloved Naru give in?
Chapter 1:Re-visiting the past
Naruto had adored his parents.
It wasn't because they were just his parents…He was quite aware that many kids despised their parental units. Hell, he figured from what he had heard about the way people treated their offspring, they deserved to be hated. But he had totally loved his mom and dad because they were the best people he had known.
His mom, Kushina, had been beautiful, loving and kind, but was also strict when it came to good behavior and manners. She had despised rude people and emphasized the importance of being good natured, polite and well-mannered, even if the preceding person was not.
"Naruru, you must try to never descend to the level of an ill-mannered person, regardless of how they treat you. It never hurts to be nice-you never know when you'll meet someone again." She always lectured. "This world, as big as it is, it's also very small. Being kind and polite never hurt anyone, and you never know when the good turn you did will help you out."
His dad, Minato, had been extremely good looking, yet so cool. He had infected his young and impressionable son with his lifelong love of anime,(much to his exasperated but amused wife's chagrin)video games, extreme sports & martial arts, being an active practitioner of several different ones himself.
Because of his blond good looks and intense coolness, despite being happily and mushily married, women (and men for that matter) still shamelessly flirted with and chased him relentlessly. But Minato Namikaze had been totally, irrevocably in love with his wife and was nuts about his son, and thus had no interest or eyes for anyone else but his beloved Kushina and Naruto.
He was also a dedicated father, making sure to spend as much time as he could with his adored son, teaching him all he could, as well as being a selfless and relentless do-gooder; being a volunteer fire-fighter when time permitted and was very active in a mentoring program for troubled teens. When Naruto had asked why it was so important for him to help children he didn't even know personally Minato had smiled sadly, hugged his son tightly until his bones creaked in protest and ruffled his son's sun-kissed locks gently and lovingly.
"I just want them to know that someone out there cares about them, Naruru. Too many kids out there are left alone with no one to care."
At that time, Naruto hadn't understood with his dad had meant, but unfortunately, he would have cause to remember his words...
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"Naruru!"
"Yes, kaa-chan!"
Naruto stuffed his homework, school supplies and i-pod hurriedly into his school bag and grabbed his favorite leather jacket off his computer chair and ran a quick eye over his room to make sure it was relatively neat, before proceeding out the door, and down stairs to the kitchen for breakfast.
His mom was a fiend for cleanliness and did not believe at all in the "boys will be boys" philosophy. She always made a big fuss whenever she came into his room and found a mess, which was often. Kushina made sure to instill in her boisterous son the importance of cleanliness & neatness, stating if things were always where they should be, he wouldn't spend so much time looking for his things. And besides, "No person in their right mind would like a slob for a boyfriend!"
Naruto didn't see what the big deal was and the need for such a fuss, but for the sake of peace and to spare himself the inevitable lecture, which he did not enjoy in the least-he tried to keep his space relatively clean and clutter free. And though he would never admit to his mother-he did find it easier to find his things when his room was clean.
"Naru, need a ride to school? I'm going your way today." Minato was already sitting at the dining table, calmly sipping his miso soup, while reading the newspaper.
"Really? Thanks, pop!" Naruto answered, excited. It was rare that he got saw, much less get a ride with his dad. Minato was usually out the house by 6.00 am, a half hour before Naruto had to leave for school.
Kushina quickly placed a plate of scrambled eggs, toast and bacon in front of her son. She totally believed in breakfast as the most important meal of the day. She believed the brain needed fuel and children learned better in the morning when they had good rest and were fed properly in the morning. It helped that her son loved to eat.
"Naru, you don't have a lot of time, your dad needs to leave within the hour," Kushina said, ruffling Naruto's hair fondly. Naruto grimaced at the gesture, but not protesting. He was secretly thrilled at this attention from his mom, but of course, being a normal, angst-ridden teen, he would never admit it, even under the pain of death.
Minato glanced up from his paper, smiling at Naruto and his wife. "No rush, sweetness, we've got some time."
"No darling, it's better if you guys left soon, you know how much traffic tends to build up without warning by this time of day. I don't want you or Naru to be late." Kushina replied, sitting down at the table to her own breakfast.
Within half an hour, the Namikazes were done with breakfast, Naruto helped his mom clear the table, while Minato left to warm the vehicle, but not before thoroughly kissing his wife until their son had to yell,"Aww man, dad! Get a room!" Minato laughed and kissed his wife on the cheek and waved at his son "Come on, kiddo, admit you're jealous! Your mom is a babe! What do you want me to do?Of course I have to show my appreciation for her beauty! Anyway, we need to leave soon before we get stuck in traffic!". Minato grinned at the expression on his miffed son's face, and quickly made his exit.
Soon there was a honk from outside. Naruto ran to the dining room to grab his book bag and on his way out, hugged his mother tightly and kissed her cheek.
"Bye, Mom! Love you!"
Kushina laughed and ruffled Naruto's hair fondly. "I love you, too! Have a great day at school, darling. Try not to get into too many fights!"
Naruto laughed and while running out the door, yelled back to his mother, "It's not my fault, Mom, those bullies think it's easy to mess with me!" Kushina laughed again, waving to her two guys from the back door of the kitchen that faced the driveway.
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Naruto jolted upright, taking a deep breath and then groaned. He looked around, belatedly realizing he had fallen asleep at his desk in front of his desktop computer in his home office. He glanced at the clock on the opposite wall. 3.00am. Damn it..He had fallen asleep in front of his computer again.
Rubbing his face tiredly, he yawned widely and saved what he had been working on and stood up, stretching, and then rubbing the back of neck, trying to massage his stiff neck muscles.
He shuffled tiredly to his bedroom, wondering why he dreamed of the past. Most likely it stemmed from the story he was working on. A lot of his stories were more or less based on his personal experiences. The memories he had dreamed about were happy memories of course, but they also distressed him at the same time because they reminded him of what he had lost. He would never deny not missing his parents, but he was glad to have known and loved them deeply and would eternally be grateful they had loved him in return and showed it.
He lived by their philosophy of life and made sure that all the choices he had made in his life up to this point would be choices they would approve of.
Naruto quickly stripped off his clothing and donned comfortable cotton sleeping pants and a singlet. As a rule, he preferred sleeping naked or just in his boxers, but past experience had taught him it was better to have some clothes on, as his friends and acquaintances were fond of dropping in on him unexpectedly. He would rather not deal with the cacophony of Sakura's loud screams and yelling "Naruto, you freaking pervert!Put some clothes on!" (Why he was a pervert for sleeping naked in his own house was beyond him) or Kiba's grumbling "My eyes, my eyes!"
He made his way slowly to his en-suite bathroom, brushing his teeth quickly and taking a quick hot shower to relieve his stiff muscles, turning off the light as soon as he was done drying himself off.
He quickly climbed into his king size bed and as he turned to switch off the bedside lamp on the side drawer by his bed, he glanced at the family photo he had displayed there. The picture was of him and his parents, He touched his forefinger to the picture, rubbing on it lovingly and brought the picture frame to his lips and kissed it, stating quietly, "I love you and miss you.." Placing the picture back on the night stand, he turned the lamp off and turned on his side,
pulling the quilt up to his neck, smiling sadly. Soon, sleep overcame him again and he was dead to the world...
Two weeks later:
"Good morning, Mr. Namikaze!" Naruto turned and smiled at the cheerful, pretty receptionist, giving her a jaunty wave, which made the lady in question blush and press her hands to her heart in ecstasy. She manned the welcome desk at the ground floor of the publishing offices of Sannin Publishing Inc, the company that published all of his work.
Sannin was one the biggest publishing houses in the world, being part of the huge conglomerate of companies, Senju Enterprises. It was only surpassed by two other rival businesses, Uchiha Inc and Otogakure Company.
Naruto quickly squashed all thoughts of business. This was not the reason why he was here, He had enough of the business lectures to last him a lifetime, and was not in the mood to deal with that subject matter at the moment. He quickly made his way the to bank of elevators right in front of him.
Quickly pressing the button that would summon the elevator, he glanced around nervously and breathed a quick sigh of relief when he didn't see anyone around. It was early, around 7.00 am. Naruto had deliberately arrived at the place a bit early in order to avoid traffic and most importantly, his company fan-girls.
The elevator arrived quickly. Naruto stepped in and pressed the button for the 20th floor. He arrived at his destination without incident and stepped out, making a left. He strode to the door at the end of the hall, entering the code that opened the door. As soon as he let himself in, he closed the door, walking past the large office desk located to right side of another door located behind it.
This was his office.
It was quite unusual for a writer to have his own office at the company that published his work, but Naruto was one of the most successful and important writers the company had. It helped that the owners and controllers of the company, Tsunade Senju and Jiraya Sannin were his relatives.
It was a secret unknown to any except the parties involved. What was even more unknown was that the company belonged to Naruto-at least it would, with the demise of Tsunade Senju and Jiraiya Sannin because Tsunade was his great aunt-Naruto's mother-Kushina's aunt, while Jiraiya was his great uncle, Naruto's father-Minato's uncle.
Naruto, when he had eventually found out all about the convoluted family connections, had hit the roof and had wanted nothing to do with it, but he was persuaded to relent when he was convinced that he had made it big due to his talent, not because of his connections. At least, he had been able to prove himself with his success at a previous publishing company before moving to Sannin. Due to an incompetent lawyer, he had been cheated out of a lucrative contract with his previous company, but got through despite the inauspicious beginnings with great luck and an innate cunning coupled with intelligence. Naruto had known enough not sign over all rights to his work. He had been contracted to write at least 5 books, but had produced only 2 at the time, and had been able to get out of the unfair contract when he moved to Sannin without too much damage and loss of revenue, due to Jiraiya having cutthroat lawyers. The most important issue was that at least Naruto didn't have to pay any penalties, when it was proven that his old contract had been unfair.
Naruto sighed, and made his way to his large wood desk, a beautiful piece of furniture that he adored. Dropping his expensive black leather bag where he kept his laptop, i-pad and other things he found useful by his desk, He straightened and looked around the large room with satisfaction.
Across his desk against the wall was a brown, comfortable leather couch that he usually napped on during the day. In front of the couch was a glass center table. To the left and right of the table were loveseats also made with leather and the same color as the three seater leather couch. That part of the room looked like a living room.
Jiraiya had spent a fortune decorating the office, convinced that nothing was too good for Naruto. Sometimes, Naruto felt his aunt and uncle went above and beyond to satisfy him, maybe trying to make up for what they felt was the deprivation Naruto had gone through with the loss of his parents, and also from guilt for not being immediately available when he had needed them the most. Naruto had tried numerous times to reassure them that this was not the case and he did not hold them at all responsible for anything that had happened to him, to no avail. He finally left them alone to do as they wished.
Naruto himself did not realize that Tsunade & Jiraiya and even all the employees that worked with them loved him so much because he was easy to love. He was easy-going, maybe a bit loud, but unfailingly kind, and willing to assist anyone in need. He was also humble, a rare trait in the high class society they moved in. He was extremely charismatic, and had the ability to inspire extreme loyalty and friendship anyone that befriended him because he treated everyone he met equally, with a lot kindness and respect.
Crossing the room to the closet tucked in a discreet corner of the office, Naruto hung up his leather coat. Closing the door quietly, he walked to the small kitchen to make himself some tea. Placing the kettle to boil on the electric stove, Naruto brought out all the makings for milky tea that would sustain him while he started work.
Fifteen minutes later, Naruto made his way to his desk, large mug of milky tea all prepared. Most people were shocked to find out that he did not like coffee that much. Naruto was alright with breaking the writer stereotypes.
Ensconsed in front of his desktop computer(he preferred it to his laptop), Naruto soon lost himself in his characters' world...
"Naruto-sama!"
"Huh?" Naruto glanced up blankly at his loudly shouted name. He scrunched his face up and rubbed the back of his neck. "What's up, Moegi? I already told you not to call me that..."
His red haired secretary, Moegi Nakamura, rolled her eyes in exasperated fondness.."Yes! You're going to be late!"
"Late? Late for what?" Naruto replied, turning his eyes back to his computer monitor.
Moegi growled. Naruto, as much as she adored him, could be so annoyingly forgetful at times. "Naruto-sama, the meeting that Tsunade-sama scheduled for all the board of directors weeks ago? You can't miss it; you know how hard it is to get everyone together in one place! Come on, save your work and get going!"
"Oh yeah..now I remember why I got here so early. Alright, Moegi, can you grab my papers for me?"
"Already done, here they are..Go freshen up, I'll have them for you on your way out." Moegi sighed and returned to her office.
Naruto saved his work and straightened his clothes. He quickly made his way to the washroom to freshen up.
Satisfied with his appearance, Naruto grabbed his suit jacket from the closet and proceeded out of his office. While he hated leaving anything for Moegi to clean up, since she was so insistent that he leave, he knew she wouldn't mind cleaning up after him. She would love it, even. She was always complaining he never had anything for her to do, anyway.
Grabbing his leather document holder from Moegi, he blew her a kiss, making the young blush profusely and wave him out.
Naruto was an unrepentant flirt, but he was never malicious about it and never poached on claimed territory. His flirting, however, made the ladies and even the men mad for him, and the secretarial/temporary assistant pool was always in an uproar with the ladies getting into fights with each other about who was going to be his secretary. The issue irritated Tsunade so much that she decided to get Naruto a permanent assistant. She hired Moegi Nakamura.
Moegi was not immune to Naruto's charms, but she was very intelligent, and very competent, to boot. But she was happily engaged to be married to Tsunade's mentor's grandson, Sarutobi Konohamaru. This meant the girl would concentrate more on her work, than trying to get into Naruto's pants...
"This meeting will now come to order..."
Naruto glanced up at his aunt Tsunade's voice. He had been quickly going over the contents of the papers Moegi had handed to him. He would rather be anywhere but where he was at he moment, but he had no choice. Tsunade had insisted he attend the meeting, for his own sake, as well as in the stead of Jiraiya, who was away in Europe at the moment dealing with issues that had come up at their offices there.
Jiraiya also preferred that Naruto be in attendance because he was the only one he trusted to remember all the details of what he needed to know and give him appropriate and accurate feedback
Why Naruto had to be the one to do this he had no idea since Jiraiya had his own assistant, he would never figure out. However, Tsunade just wanted him Naruto, to be there, period.
"Naruto, you need to know these things, this is your inheritance..I know you don't like it, but I know for a fact that you're capable, if you can just get your mind out of those conspiracy theories and fantasies you like to indulge in so much!" Tsunade had yelled at him. She had been training him in all the intricacies of the business, regardless of the fact he had multiple Master's degrees in Business, Creative Writing and Literature.
"What so bad about my theories and fantasies? I make a living out of it, after all." Naruto had countered, rolling his eyes. Tsunade just harrumphed at Naruto's uncaring tone, and shook her head at her beloved nephew. "Whatever, imp! Just pay attention!"
Naruto glanced around the meeting table. It was a large twenty foot piece of furniture occupied by the various managers, directors and heads of department that kept the machine of Sannin Publishing House running smoothly. Naruto sighed and prepared to be bored out of his mind. He hated meetings. He was an active and hyper person, unusual for someone who made a successful living as a writer. But he knew how to keep still for hours on end for his work. He just couldn't abide it for any other reason. He sighed again. Darned necessary evils...
