Hello everyone! Ashers is here for her latest installment of fanfiction.

Like I've previewed in my other story, this plot isn't something I've ever seen...in any type of show. So! I hope you find this one unique and enjoyable!!

Oh, also, you have to be open minded in this story. You'll figure it out soon enough, but please don't go "EW!" or be all weirded out because of what everyone is in the story. If you're not interested, don't read any further. Simple enough?

Anyways, read on!

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Sasuke sighed for the fifth time that day, not too pleased with this latest news about his project. If there was such thing as God, the big man certainly wasn't looking out for him.

"Dr. Uchiha, the specimens you ordered won't be here until next week. I tried calling around and moving the date forward, but.."

A pale hand was held up, signaling for silence. "That's alright," The raven haired man spoke to his assistant, "I've got plenty of paperwork to occupy me until then." Watching his young associate leave his office with another apology, Sasuke leaned back in his chair and stared up at the ceiling, disappointed that the work he wanted to start couldn't be done as soon as he had originally hoped.

Dr. Sasuke Uchiha was one of the most successful botanists of the company he worked for. He was never supposed to be an actual botanist, though. True, it was a family business, but his father was the head CO, and had insisted both his sons worked in the actual management rather than the plant study. But Sasuke decided to leave the 'ruling' to his egotistical brother and father. He didn't want any of that.

No, Sasuke's department was the study of rare and exotic plants. His focus in his work always seemed to help him discover the most mind boggling species. He rarely went out and actually found them of course, he had personal field workers to do that for him. But he did all the analysis and tests, and his discoveries were what really mattered. After all, he once discovered a plant that actually helped reduce diabetes in people. He was praised by everyone that time, and had an extremely hard time shaking off the press. Fame wasn't always glamorous.

Oh well, at least it made his father proud of him—a rare occurrence.

Pushing his glasses against his nose, he sighed, turning to the paperwork on his desk. Well, there was no point in worrying about it. He did have other work to do, anyways. Unfortunately, there were documents to be approved, paperwork to be filled out, reports to be completed. They certainly weren't his favorite thing to do, but there was no way around it.

The phone rang, suddenly interrupting his thoughts. Sighing and tapping his pen against the desk in annoyance, he reached over, answering and cradling it between head and shoulder as he wrote some more. "Sasuke Uchiha's office."

"If I didn't know you never bother to look at your caller ID, I'd be offended by you detachment to your dear older brother."

The raven haired man sighed. "Itachi. What do you want? Don't you have some important things to do?"

"Probably not as many as you, since you're the ever so popular one," his brother's smooth voice spoke, "But I digress. Apparently some package was dropped off earlier today by an unknown source. I figured you might be interested and take it off our hands."

Sasuke raised a brow, though no one could see him do so. "Is there a catch to this?"

A sigh. "I'm just trying to look out for your career, outoto, not that you need it. Well, come downstairs and pick it up, if you want it. After noon, I'll just pass it off to some other, more willing worker. Until then..."

The dial tone was heard afterwards. The youngest Uchiha hung up, clearly irritated. He hated it when his brother always teased him like that, always treating him like a kid. It didn't matter how old they would ever get, Itachi would probably never grow out of it.

But, the temporary annoyance aside, he failed to forget the purpose of the call. A mystery package, huh...?

'Well..it'll be more interesting than paperwork,' was his motivation as he pushed himself out of his chair to go beat the others to it.

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"So it seems your interest was peaked." Itachi smirked at the sight of his younger brother in the doorway, looking anything but pleased.

"Shut up," was all the other said as he crossed the room, not bothering to return the casual smirk thrown at him. After a quick survey, his eyes flicked to the large, four foot high crate sitting by the elder's desk. "Is that it?"

"Yes. If you don't mind, please take it away so I don't have to worry about it."

"Are you sure it's not a bomb? Did you even check?" Sasuke huffed, moving over to kick at the thing with his foot, hoping it wouldn't suddenly leave him without a leg.

The long haired man stared over his glasses. "Sasuke...who would want to bomb a bunch of scientists that study plants for a living?"

"Point taken." Sasuke rolled his eyes, huffing as he lifted the package off the ground. "This thing is heavier than I thought..." After a beat of silence, another sigh of breath. "Well thanks for the offer to help out your sibling- I'll just be leaving now," he threw sarcastically over his shoulder.

"Wait." The serious tone immediately halted the young Uchiha, who looked over his shoulder again. He never used that kind of tone in front of him...Itachi stared back, face grave and serious. "I just wanted to tell you..." A devilish smirk, "Have a nice day, outoto!"

Sasuke didn't stop cussing even when he finally lugged the damn parcel up to his quarters. Like most of the scientists here, his office was split, one side like an actual office for paperwork, the other more like a miniature greenhouse for his plants. Letting out a strained breath as he slid his new prize onto his workbench, he flipped on the light overhead and stared intently at the wooden box as if that would help answer any questions he had.

Well, whatever the hell it was, it sure weighed like bricks.

Grabbing a pry-bar from his toolbox, he went to work tearing the lid off the thing. They came off easy for him under the work, since Sasuke was used to de-crating his plants. Soon the lid popped off, free from nails. Pushing off the lid and out of the way, he stared into the crate, a bit shocked and unsure of what to make of what was inside.

It was a lone plant, very large by what he could tell. The entire make-up of it was pitch black, so dark you couldn't really tell what it even looked like. On top of that, it seemed to have died, curled up on itself and looking like a pile of vines and large leaves. It's clay pot was rather large, about four feet in diameter, and was filled with dirt. Looking around, a piece of paper in the crate also caught Sasuke's eye. Hesitantly, he picked it up, unfolding it and scanning over the words.

This plant is useless to me. Maybe your gardeners can find better use for it.

Gardeners...the sender must not have a large horizon of vocabulary, the Uchiha wondered, staring back down at the plant again. He reached down, gently pushing his fingers against the vines and the leaves. They felt sturdy and healthy...not dying at all. Then why was it wilted? Perhaps that's how the plant grew...? Carefully taking the pot out of its box, he moved the heavy parcel over to his lab table, frowning at the strange vegetation. What to do with this? He still wasn't sure if he should keep it, or just throw the thing away. Pulling on some rubber gloves, he carefully picked up some of the vines and moved them to drape over the edge of the pot, trying to untangle this viney web. After removing most of the heavy vines, he was startled to see a large flower head hiding underneath everything.

Although most of it was pitch black as well the petal tips were dyed a bit dark red. The petals, most likely from lack of sunlight, were closed tightly into a bud. Sasuke was awed by the size of the plant. The bud was bigger than his closed fist!

Well, by Sasuke's calculations, the plant was healthy...maybe it just needed some water and sunlight to perk it up. After all, some flowers closed up at night, and this one probably hasn't seen any kind of light in a few days. So, he lifted the pot back up and put it over on his table where a large window lay overhead, letting in golden rays on various plants already there. There was already an automatic watering system, so he didn't have to worry about that. Staring at his newest specimen one last time, he decided it was best to just leave it there and go finish the paperwork.

It's not like these plants were going anywhere.

--To be Continued--

R/R! I shall update every Wednesday, that is a garuntee