Moshi moshi~!=) Welcome to my story 'The Hitman's Weakness'! This story has been inspired by multiple things but two main things was a show called 'I married a mobster' and the second part of Chopper's theme, which I highly suggest you hear:) It's a One Piece OST and it's very sad especially since it came up in Hiluluk's and Chopper's story T-T. But anyways back to the topic on hand, this story will be about the mafia world instead of the ninja world. Remember to Read and Review, Flames are a no no.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

THE HITMANS WEAKNESS

Tiro 1: Him

Morality is the weakness of the brain.
-Arthur Rimbaud

It was in a lavish, extravagant party where only the rich attended. The guests were enjoying their fine-dining and classical dances, the ball room was filled with babbles and hollers and music. It was all action and party for them at the moment.

But unbeknownst to them the true action was in the restroom which two men were currently occupying. They weren't doing anything inappropriate, far from it…

"Please! Have mercy!" A fat semi bald man begged; he was a truly ugly sight. Actually he was always an ugly sight; in general. What with his small beady eyes and obese belly but now his profuse sweating and terror stricken eyes made him look even worse. He was huffing and puffing like there was no tomorrow- which was not too far from the truth because there actually wasn't going to be any tomorrow for him, but that fact doesn't matter.

The other man that was in the restroom was a black haired one. He was wearing a white dress shirt and black dress pants, smirking coldly as he pointed his gun, modified with a silencer, to the fat man's head.

The fat man was shaking in fear and terror, he looked as if he were going to wet his pants in any second. "I don't know what I did wrong but…" His beady eyes swelled with warm tears. "Pl-Please, I'll do anything! I'll pay you double of what you're currently being paid."

"Iwao Nakamura... You own a couple casinos that have all been funded by the Konoha family. You were to pay us 40% of your profit each month yet you have quit paying by the month of April, it is now September and you still haven't paid your dues. The mob is no longer patient with you and it has been on hold for too long, your chances to live are no longer available. The only payment you can give the mob, now, is your life." The other man said coolly, his onyx eyes showing no emotion.

Iwao gulped and trembled even more once he realized his greatest mistake. "Y-you can't do this! I have a family. P-Please think about them! Think about how my two adorable daughters are going to miss me, they can't live without me!"

The man seemed unfazed by what Iwao said. "Do you not realize who I am? I am your killer. I could care less about that family of yours; I'm a hitman, not your friend." I am Sasuke Uchiha...

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please I'll pay that entire amount right now! I'll pay. I promise I'll pay!"

Sasuke smirked. "Yeah, you'll pay..." He then pulled the trigger and a soft shot, that sounded more like a click, was heard followed soon after by a loud thud.

Iwao Nakamura's death date: September 9, xxxx, 9:15 am.

Sasuke exited out of the restroom nonchalantly though not before locking it and was soon met by the loud chatter of partying people and the stench of alcohol, heavy perfume and ramen?

"Oi, Teme!" A blond male called, wrapping his arm around Sasuke in a friendly manner. He was a young blonde man with tanned skin. His hair was spiky and he had a permanent grin on face with odd yet natural, whiskered cheeks. The blonde was wearing a bright orange dress shirt with a black tie over it as well as some black dress pants and black dress shoes. He stuck out like a sore thumb much to Sasuke's annoyance. Rule number one of being a hitman: You do NOT want to stick out.

The hitman eyed his companion indifferently. "Hn, Dobe."

The blonde frowned at Sasuke's indifferent reply, he has been around the guy for what seemed like ages now but he was still irked at times by his friend's callousness. "Well it's nice to see you too, Mr. Care Bear."

Sasuke glared at his companion, not liking the sarcastic nickname at all.

"Hmph!" Naruto challenged his friend's glare with his own but gave up soon after, making Sasuke smirk in arrogance. "Arrogant bastard…" The blonde mumbled under his breath dejectedly. "Well, did you get the job done?"

Sasuke glanced at the blonde seriously, "When do I not?"

"Jeez, cocky much?" He muttered under his breath but Sasuke heard him perfectly fine despite the loudness in the party.

With a smirk gracing his lips, Sasuke replied with utter confidence. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Shut up."

"Not till you finally do."

"Do you have a smart ass reply for everything?"

"I would say yes but then again anything must seem smart to you."

The blonde scowled at Sasuke and grunted in irritation. At his response, Sasuke merely smirked cockily as always.

"Wipe that smirk off your face, Teme!"

"Hn."

"Now we better hurry up and get going before these guests find out that their host is dead." Sasuke nodded and tailed the blonde as they exited the luxurious premises, both maneuvered through the crowd, unnoticed by all, with grace.

By the time the people are able to open that door and see the state of their host, Sasuke and his blonde companion will be long gone.


They were now in the blonde's BMW. With both Naruto and Sasuke in a back seat while a trusted chauffeur was driving them since the blonde seemed to prefer chatting away like there was no tomorrow instead of driving, while Sasuke looked at nothing in particular in boredom.

So annoying… Sasuke thought, clearly irritated by how his friend didn't give him some wanted peace and quiet. If he were any other person Sasuke would've killed him in exasperation.

But alas the blonde talkative young man wasn't just any regular blonde talkative young man- he was the current godfather of the infamous Konoha family, and though Sasuke regularly denies it, he was also his best friend.

His name was Naruto Uzumaki. A hyper, ramen-loving, outgoing person; he definitely didn't seem like a godfather, in the whole aspect of the word, which is what Naruto liked to say was a good advantage for him and in a way it is. Who would expect a young, hyper guy to be the leader of a renowned crime syndicate?

Most of the police force thinks the leader is probably a rugged old man with white slicked-back hair and a nasty attitude.

But despite the natural good-guy appearance, Naruto made a very fitting leader. He was a guy who usually doesn't like to resort to drastic measures but if it's necessary than he's willing to go through any extra mile(s) as long as it benefits and helps the mob in any way. There were so many traits to the blonde that made Naruto gain the title of godfather: his strong commitment to the mob, good judgment, fast and rational decision making, good-hearted nature that made him many allies, and so much more.

"Hey, Teme. Are you even listening?" Naruto shouted angrily as he caught Sasuke zoning off on him. It was something Sasuke usually did when Naruto tried to make a normal conversation with him and it really aggravated the blonde at times. Jerk…

The jerk glanced at Naruto thinking whether he should respond or not. He decided to reply with the usual grunt of "Hn."

"Don't 'Hn' me, you bastard!" he mocked Sasuke as he said "Hn" saying it with a deep, comical voice that was supposed mimic Sasuke's.

Sasuke rolled his eyes at Naruto's failed impersonation of his grunt. "Hn."

Naruto groaned in frustration, giving up on Sasuke. He pouted and stuck his tongue at Sasuke immaturely. "You're such a jerk, Teme."

Sighing at his superior's childishness, Sasuke began to mentally take back all the positive judgments he had of Naruto. Maybe having Naruto as a mob boss wasn't as good as I thought.

After a couple minute of soothing silence, Naruto called out to his friend sternly. "Oi, Teme."

The tone caught Sasuke attention and he glanced at his friend curiously. "Hn?"

A weary smile grew across the blondes lips. "I have a late job for you." He held up a manila folder, grinning sheepishly at his friend. "Sorry it's a bit late."

Sasuke looked at Naruto, his face blasé. He stuck out his hand and Naruto handed him the folder. "All the information is there and I need the hit to be done immediately, as in tonight."

Sasuke raised an eyebrow at Naruto's urgency. He opened the folder, took out all of its contents (Pictures, information, etc…), and read them.

Okubo Hoshiko

DOB: March 15, xxxx Age:49

Height: 5' 4 ½ Weight: 185

Affiliations: Drug dealer

Reason for hit: Snitch

Kuroda Jun

DOB: November 16, xxxx Age:32

Height: 6' 2 Weight: 167

Affiliations: Drug dealer and body guard of Hoshiko.

Reason for hit: Snitch

Sasuke then looked at the pictures. Hoshiko was a short and pale man, he had black, balding hair, brown eyes and some hair stubs in his chin while Jun was a well-built man who had shoulder-length brown wavy hair and brown eyes as well. A double kill? I haven't done one of those in a while...

"So will you do it?"

Sasuke nodded and Naruto grinned, he knew Sasuke was going to say yes; he always did. But he always got nervous when giving him last minute hits since Sasuke didn't really like doing them but nevertheless Sasuke was willing to it as always. "Great!"

"Where are they currently?"

"Right now, they should be in a parking lot of an abandoned factory making a deal with a client, who's one of us, which is why I need it to be done immediately."

"Are we getting near there?"

Naruto glanced at the chauffeur whom nodded his head as he overheard the conversation. "We should be there any second now, Master Uchiha. It's actually already in sight."

Sasuke looked out the front window; he noticed the silhouette of the factory as it came into view. The factory was large and wide and at the left and right side of it were chained fences. The car came to a stop in front of the building.

"The parking lot is in the right side of the building, we would've gone there but you know we don't want to look suspicious or anything. Now hurry up and make haste, I want to go back home to my lovely wife, Hinata-chan~!"

"Idiot." Sasuke muttered opening the door on his right side.

"Shut up! You're just jealous that you don't have a wife!" Naruto uttered the last part in a mocking, smug tone.

Sasuke slammed the door in the blondes face. He climbed and jumped over the fence skillfully and walked towards the parking lot, searching for his hits.

The space was lighted very dimly, the light source were some old street lights placed in the outer parts of the parking lot, they're lights were flickering on and off repeatedly. Despite the dim lighting Sasuke spotted a black car in the middle of the parking lot. He saw a man with long brown hair in a low ponytail standing outside the car; he was wearing a long brown trench coat and underneath it was a white button-up shirt and some black pants. Hn, Neji.

Sasuke walked towards the man, Neji, and the car. Neji immediately noticed him and spoke to the people in the car. "He's with me."

The man in the passenger seat looked at Sasuke warily and Sasuke looked back at him. This is Hoshiko... and I'm guessing the driver is Jun.

"Hello, you're a companion of Shuji?" Hoshiko finally asked

"You could say that." Sasuke replied coolly, knowing that Shuji was Neji's fake name.

"Are you interested in our sales too?"

"Not really."

Hoshiko frowned at Sasuke's response, suspicion grew within him, and Neji sighed. Blunt as always, Uchiha.

"So you just came here to give Shuji, some company?"

"No."

"Are you his driver?"

"No."

Hoshiko looked at Sasuke confused and cautiously, the man was disconcerting Hoshiko. "Then why are you here?"

Sasuke looked at him and nonchalantly said, "To kill you." He then pulled out his gun from under his pants and shot Hoshiko in point blank range. Jun, who saw Sasuke kill his companion in horror, then took out his gun and pointed it to Sasuke's face. Sasuke looked calmly at the gun and then up at Jun, a dark smirk appearing on his face.

A shot was heard and all went silent.

"You try your luck too much, Uchiha." Neji scolded, while still holding the gun he used to kill Jun. He put the gun back into his coat and examined the bodies, making sure that they were dead.

"Hn." Sasuke placed the safety lock in his gun and hid the gun under his pants again. He turned and strode back to Naruto awaiting car.

Neji sighed in frustration at Sasuke and his inept skills of socializing but he followed Sasuke knowing his ride was going to be there.

Both men jumped the fence gracefully and stalked towards the car of their boss. Naruto was out the car though, standing in front of the front passenger seat, and waved both arms impatiently at both men.

Sasuke opened the door to the back passenger seats, leaving it open for Neji to enter as well. Naruto slid into the front passenger seat and greeted both men.

"It's about time, Teme." Naruto smiled reverently at Neji, "Nice to see you again, Cousin-in-Law."

Neji and Sasuke glared at their annoying companion. "Naruto, just take me home." Both men said in unison.

"Since when did I become a taxi?" Naruto shouted in outrage.

"Naruto..." The men warned.

"Alright, alright." Naruto held his hands up in defeat and signaled the chauffeur to drive. "Sheesh, sometimes I feel like I am not treated like a proper godfather."

"You never were the proper type, Naruto." Neji remarked and Sasuke nodded in agreement.

Naruto glared at Neji from the rear-view mirror. He respected the guy because he was related to his wife and because he was also one of his top hitman but sometimes he could be rather rude to Naruto. When Naruto thought about it, Sasuke and Neji weren't that different from each other. Although he would have to say that Neji was more social than the gloomy Sasuke. That was for sure.

Sasuke watched Neji smirk at the achievement of irritating Naruto but the smirk soon was wiped away as Naruto nagged at him constantly for being a jerk just like "Teme".


The drive to Neji's place afterwards was extremely annoying. Naruto talked way too much for his own good and at a mile a minute. When they dropped Neji off, Naruto's talking was beginning to increase.

"Finally, Neji's gone! Now I can talk about my dearest, Hinata, without fear of being castrated."

Sasuke groaned, rubbing his temples in hope to soothe his nerves. "Naruto, if you keep on talking you'll be castrated by me."

Naruto frowned. "I swear you're just jealous that I have a beautiful and sweet wife, happily waiting for me at my home."

"Hn."

"You really need to get a wife, or at least a girlfriend." Naruto suggested sincerely. He wondered why Sasuke never settled down with someone, he understood that Sasuke was not someone who was truly into relationships but he had to have at least one special female in his life that was not his own mother.

"No."

Silence ensued afterwards. A suspicious thought loomed within the depths of Naruto's mind, he often thought about it but always waved it off however he just couldn't help but ask him something that has always been bugging him. "Are you gay?" He finally asked bluntly. He ended up earning himself a hard slap in the head. He rubbed his head in pain. "Jeez! I was only asking!" He whined looking back at Sasuke who still had his hand positioned for another smack.

"I'm not gay." He stated harshly, his eyes gazing at Naruto with pure iciness.

"Then why don't you ever interact with a woman." Naruto spoke softly and cautiously, purposely exaggerating the word: interact.

Sasuke wanted to scoff at Naruto's attempts to sway Sasuke into dating. He's been trying to do so ever since they first met but Sasuke never budged. "They're annoying."

"I'm pretty sure you think I'm annoying yet you still hang around with me." Naruto mentioned, knowing that he often at times pestered and annoyed his friend a lot.

"I feel indebted to you, that's why."

Naruto was taken aback by Sasuke's response. "Indebted? For what?"

"For bringing me to your world; the mafia world."

Naruto stayed silent for a moment, memories of what Sasuke meant filled his mind. It stayed silent until Naruto finally responded. "I don't know what to say to that…"

"Hn."

Naruto grinned. "But I know that that isn't the only reason for why you hang around with me, Sasuke! We're nakamas, that's the true reason."

Sasuke stayed silent, acknowledging the truth within Naruto's words.

"Well back to your women issues." Naruto continued on to the previous topic of women and Sasuke. He knew Sasuke had to have some interest in someone, anyone. The world was large, especially the mafia world; it was filled with many different types of women from exotic to meek to tough so many ranges of beautiful women whom all greatly adored Naruto's best friend. Naruto has witnessed countless gorgeous women practically throwing themselves at Sasuke, trying extremely hard to sway and seduce the unfeeling man and always failing in the end.

"They're annoying, period."

Naruto rolled his eyes. "Come on, Sasuke. You never even give them a chance and having a woman in your life is essential in being a happy man. She'll brighten your life and you just might brighten hers. It'll be like Hinata and I; I love her and she loves me and we'll always be content with each other. "

"That's what you think." Sasuke remarked.

Naruto immediately glowered at Sasuke. "Jerk!"

"Idiot."

"Bastard!"

"Loud mouth."

"Teme!"

"Stupid, Teme and bastard are the same thing."

"Whatever, Teme-bastard!" Naruto retorted angrily, not caring about his own mistakes. "Look, let's stop getting out of topic here and-"

"We're here, Master Uchiha." The chauffeur interrupted Naruto calmly.

"Already?" Naruto looked out his window and noticed that they were indeed in front of the gate to Sasuke's estate. Sasuke took out his key chain and pushed a button to a remote in his key chain, causing the gates to slide open and close right after the car entered.

Naruto frowned and accompanied Sasuke towards the entrance of his home; it was a classy Georgian styled mansion. It wasn't anything special in Naruto's eyes since he proudly own a more larger and luxurious mansion but nonetheless it was still fairly large in size and had a simple yet elegant appeal to it. It was a home that seemed to fit Sasuke in an odd way.

"Well, have a good night, Teme. We'll talk about your woman issues some other time."

Sasuke grunted and waved Naruto off. He entered his home a bit worn-out from his job and was greeted simultaneously by his five maids and five butlers, he didn't have many cause he didn't find it necessary to have more than ten and well he was a very picky man so he had to have the absolute best servants out there-he also had to have some servants that didn't ogle him or bother him in any way.

"Mr. Uchiha, would you like anything to eat or drink?" One maid asked.

"Sukiyaki with Sake on the side." He mumbled, lethargically waving her off as she gazed at his tired form worriedly.

The maid nodded and along with two other maids and a butler, she went to the kitchen to make his food.

Sasuke strode off to his room to rest for a while but his thoughts wandered to Naruto's consistent topic of him settling down with a woman. The godfather seemed so intent on getting Sasuke paired up with someone that it would occasionally grate on the hitman's nerves.

His friend's words were repeating in his head. You really need to get a wife, or at least a girlfriend.

"Hn, dobe, You rely too much in love and that makes you weak..." Sasuke smirked as an image of a woman dear to him crossed his mind. Sasuke didn't just dismiss Naruto's attempts at convincing him on finding a special someone because he thought women were annoying it was also because he already had someone in mind; someone whom only a special few knew about and someone who'd Sasuke was keen on keeping away from his mafia interactions. Yes, love is a weakness…"But I shouldn't be talking."

A knock on his door broke him from his thoughts. "Sasuke-sama, your food is ready."

"I'll be down there." He heard the soft steps of the maid walking off and soon rose from his bed, ambled on towards his quiet dining room.

A butler served him his food and bowed respectively before leaving. Sasuke was now by himself in his large dining room. The table he was seated in could seat up to 15 people, the only reason he had the expansive furniture was because he had company more often than he liked and with more numbers than he was happy with. Any other person would enjoy the company he would regularly get but it often irked this grouchy hitman. Speaking of company, he sensed that he had one now.

His eyebrows pulled together in his displeasure. "Hn, you can show yourself I know you're there."

A person strolled calmly into the dining room and Sasuke couldn't help but feel shocked as he gazed at the unexpected guest.

"You-"


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