Disclaimer: I distinctly remember (If I haven't eaten those strange little white candies again...) that the show Naruto is not my property but the property of Studio Perrot, Tv Tokyo and Masashi Kishimoto. But I will say one thing and one thing only!

This story contains: Mild confusion, Mild language, Shounen Ai, Yaoi , extreme bouts of mood swings, Itachi being a caring older brother (Oh my G--!), sad attempts at humor, crazy girls, sexy boys, Naruto being really really smart and contrite, sexy boys, OOC's (Minor), author ADD, adorable Uchiha kids, sexy boys, mean Uchiha parents, death of Uchiha parents and sexy boys...

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This is your only warning because I will not post this warning again,(Makes my story longer than it already is and frustrates the reader) please take time to read this or don't read the story. Thank you and enjoy.


Crimson Romance

Preface

The only thing someone could ever know that was real was pain. It didn't matter where it came from or how it takes it's toll on the body. It only mattered if it was there or not, if it burned so deep in your heart that it tore you apart at night and made you restless...this truly was how I thought but, I never wanted to hurt people. That's just not something that I could stand...seeing my friends with sad and depressed faces. I won't ever let them frown around me, even though it hurts to keep it in myself.

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A slight aging maid bustled all around the Uchiha mansion in disarray, desperately looking for something while cleaning things. Her brown hair sat a top her head in a messy sort of ponytail that bobbed as bent to look under the sofa's of the large entertainment room. "Young Master?" she called in a motherly voice that suited her somewhat bulky yet mothering frame. A book fell as she rose and she caught it with cat-like reflexes, placing it back on the self and then looking behind it hearing small, boyish giggles.

She huffed half-heartedly, rolling her sleeves for the task at hand. How her master could become such a pain this night was astounding. He was always polite and gentle and could entertain himself quietly, usually reading or playing some instrument that he would master in only days time. But; a small smile crossed her features as she spotted a raven head trying to hide behind one of the huge stuffed animals his butler would often bring for him. But he was coming home today.

The young master's older brother.

She had accompanied him as he went to see his father, a foreboding man that usually left the child in anyone's care but his own; and his wife, who was always too 'busy' to ever pay the child a sliver of mind; and couldn't believe the child's beauty at their one sentence to him of the day. "Itachi is coming home tomorrow." She could still picture the young master in his room, picking out the best clothes to wear and the best gift for his brother's return. She could never dream of anything more precious. Now if she could only get the little tyke into the tub!

For some odd reason, the child hated baths. He loved it when she bathed him but often made it a chore with anyone else. Now that he was excited, even she had problems trying to catch the little demon. Cute as the young master may be to her, she could strangle him in a heartbeat for making her feel her age before she was able to present him to the older master. Another giggle snapped something in her and her face contorted into a sinister grin, green eyes glowing.

She made to leave the room, sighing in disappointment as she stood by the door. "Alas," she started dramatically "I cannot catch young master at with my aging body. The bath will run cold and since young master is not allowed at the table without his cleaning, I will have to tell Itachi that his brother does not wish to see him. Oh woe as me..." she put a hand to her head and closed her eyes with a feigned but knowing forlorn face.

A blur of white, black, ivory and royal blue came shooting from his hiding place among his stuffed lions. "Don't do that Ms. Francesca! Itachi will be so mad at me," she heard the young master cry as he clung to her leg. She could help but smile at the adorable little six-year-old. Her young master had the palest skin she had ever seen on a boy. In his first days as his wet nurse she often mistook the young master for a girl, until she changed his diaper and found out that he was not only a boy, but he had excellent aim.

A wetness crept into her cloth and she realized the child was beginning to cry. She swooped down with a speed that could rival an eagle's and scooped him up in her arms, hugging him close and patting his back. "Don't worry young master. I know how long you have waited for the older master to receive you. I will not let you go to the table dirty but I will not let you miss this evening either," the child leaned back in her arms and it took all her will power not to coo at the child. His stunning, dark-gray eyes were watery, turned up in little crescents as he smiled a small smile with his missing canine. He hugged her neck, snuggling to her like a kitten would do it's mother as she led him to the bath.

"Mama..." her breath hitched. The young master always had that kind of sensitivity in him to call her things like that, and since she had no children of her own, she was often shocked and appalled that this child's own mother neglected him like she did. She could never get how someone could turn down a child so pure and sweet as the child resting in her arms. She hugged him closer, her slightly large hand rubbing his back as she sat him down to get him ready for his bath.

"When do you think Itachi will be here?" The small voice rang as she began to strip him of his clothes. Her green eyes smiled at the child's impatience but she said nothing, only removing his clothes and getting the soaps and scents he liked best while he sat on the basin's edge, looking at the ceiling. He often disliked his maid when she ignored him but he could never stay to mad at her for long. She was way too nice. The smell of lavender and vanilla filled the room and he briefly forgot his annoyance at his maid's disregard to answer his question.

The basin was huge, so huge in fact that the raven often tried to swim in it but his maid often scolded him with a soft, stern voice not to. Gentleman do not swim in their baths. He pouted as she lifted him into the heavenly smelling bath, the warm water making him shiver. "Ms. Francesca?" He was led back to dip in the water as she wet his hair to shampoo.

"Yes young master?" she smiled as the raven sighed, his eyes slipping shut.

"Do you think I'll ever be as great as Itachi" she stopped rubbing a particularly good spot at the crown of his head as she looked at him. Inside her disgust for the people she worked for overtook her, her mind spouting a whole mess of obscenities to them. Outside her gentle smile dropped and her eyes became sad, her young master made a questioning noise.

"Young master," she said, her voice gravely but soft "I don't think you will ever be like Itachi. I don't think you ever should." She watched as her young master's eyes welled with fresh tears, his face conveying an inner pain that shook her conscience to the bone.

"You don't...you d..don't think I'll ever be as great as him?" She winced at his stuttering, it was hardly ever present...even when he cried.

"That's not what I meant, young master." The raven fell quiet, letting his maid bathe him until he was clean and rich smelling of his bath scents. Clothes of the finest silk and the most comfortable cotton adorned him and normally he would be extremely talkative while his maid dressed him, but no words would come out. All he could do was replay his maid's words in his mind, not fully understanding. She brushed his hair slowly, pulling out every kink and knot until it fell straight to his neck in a style a gentleman would wear, then stepped back.

"I think...I think your brother would want you not to follow him," she said as she looked at his sullen face, which snapped to attention at her words "I think, he enjoys the way you are as you are, young master." This of course put the little raven into deeper thought 'The way I am, as I am?' He looked over himself in his royal blue suit with silver trimming and the cobalt shirt, then suddenly found his black, shiny shoes more appealing '

The way I am, as I am.' His mouth thinned in confusion but his maid picking him up knocked him back to reality."Come on. Let's get you downstairs so you can show your brother how big you've gotten." That lit up the young masters face but she could see in his eyes that he still had a lot of curious questions.

The stairs always took a lot out of his maid and he couldn't help but notice. If this wasn't such a formal event and he was allowed into the kitchen, he would fetch her a glass of water and help her into a chair as soon as they descended but he couldn't. As soon as he was at the bottom step, people whisked him away with complements and affection.

These people never really meant anything they said, they only did it to keep in the Uchiha's good graces, although the raven could easily tell any of them that his parents wouldn't really care if they did sneer at him. He constantly felt ladies pinching his cheeks and men patting his head, and younger women kissing his cheek, and younger men patting his back; it was getting annoying.

He was about burst when the the sound of doors opening stopped the groping hands. Fugaku and Mikoto Uchiha stepped inside the room with regal presence. The young master looked on as they called attention to the guests from the front of the room where two chairs, like thrones, sat at a high peak. Fugaku's voice was the one that filled the room with a deep, dark, and rich sound "My good friends, thank you for coming out tonight to celebrate the joyous return of our son." although the words had emotion in their meaning, he spoke them without a thread of emotion. Like a robot.

Mikoto's voice was next, the temperature in the room dropping a couple of degrees as her voice flowed over the room like a winter night, cold but beautiful "We are happy to welcome him home in honor of being the youngest of our family to complete his training with high regard," the younger master slowly looked down, his body boiling with anger as they talked so well about Itachi. They never talked about him like that. Only--

"It is our pleasure to welcome you back my son," she said, tears dotting her eyes "Itachi!" Dimming gray eyes refused to look at the doors as his beloved older brother walked through them, eyes dull and uninterested. Itachi's now crimson eyes swept quickly over the crowd, ignoring the cheers and praise as they searched for one person in particular, the whole reason he lived. They widened a fraction seeing his little brother defeated stature as their mother and father call him up to receive their thanks. He bluntly ignored them, walking swiftly through the crowd to his younger brother who was close to tears.

"Sasuke..." he called out softly, so softly that only the raven could hear him. Gray eyes look up at his brother and gasp at the crimson his eyes now held. What happened to his brother's gentle gray eyes, the deep, dark gray eyes that looked so much like his own. His brother gave him no time to ask, scooping the younger boy into his arms and leaving out of the doors again ignoring everyone, including the scathing glare of his father.

The raven felt every bouncing move of his older brothers graceful walk and many times he had wanted to ask his brother where they were going, but the crimson gaze that shone on him caught his words. 'What happened to him?' He thought as his brother pushed open the door to his room, walked in briskly and shut it behind him. A click alerted the younger master that the door had locked.

Itachi sat his brother on his soft, velvet blankets then sat next to him, pulling his brother into his lap and hugging him. Sasuke sat with shock on dominate on his face until he felt his brothers arms bobbing and wetness seeping into his clothes.

Childlike gray eyes widened to hurtful sizes as Itachi sobbed on his shoulder, his brother's whimpering making tears fill his own eyes. Itachi never cried, he was six years older than he was, the prodigy of the Uchiha family and took it in stride. Sasuke's mouth finally opened "I..Itachi..." said boy tightened his arms, like his brother would fade. A few more heart wrenching sobs and Itachi pulled away; the younger raven gasped. "I...Itachi! Your hurt! Ms. Fran--!"

Itachi's hand was warm and could often be a comfort to him but right now the younger raven found it constricting and uncomfortable. Itachi was bleeding from his eyes! His eyes were hurting him! "Sasuke," the younger's eyes met the elder's, full of worry for his brother "I...I'm not normal anymore...I...They...they did..." Itachi closed his eyes after that, body trembling with more sobs. Sasuke's worry for his brother's injury turned into worry for his brother's mind as more of the red tears slipped down his face.

Itachi blinked in surprise as a small pale hand made to brush his tears away. "What did they do? What did they do to you?!" his little brother whispered harshly, Itachi could see the fruit of hate growing in those dark, childlike eyes. The elder's mouth opened to speak but a harsh banging stopped his words, Fugaku's angry voice pouring through. "Itachi! You were rude to our guests! Come and apologize or you'll be sorry boy!" Crimson eyes hardened with fury and Sasuke watched as a bit of amber flickered through them.

Tears welled in Itachi's eyes as he looked down at the only person he ever considered family, dark-gray eyes looking on in fear, anger and concern. He bit his lip "Sasuke...would you hate me if I did something really bad right now..." The child's eyes widened and then became confused, he could never hate his brother. His brother loved him.

"Itachi open this damn door!" Not even if Itachi did something really bad.

"Itachi please open the door. We spent so much time to plan this for you!" Not even if they loved him more.

Because Itachi loved him more than anyone.

He shook his head, his own tears slipping down his cheeks as his brother smiled weakly and picked him up again. Itachi opened his walk-in closet and told Sasuke to stay inside, even if the things he hears are not good and even if something sounds wrong. "Stay inside and don't come out until I tell you, okay?" Again the younger nodded. Itachi hugged him one last time before shutting the door and enveloping Sasuke in a heavy darkness.

Sasuke heard a door open, Itachi's door, and heard his mother and father's light footsteps.

"Itachi, what's wrong?" He heard care in her voice, a care never spared for him.

"Answer her boy!" It wasn't screamed but it was dark, deep; anger. Itachi said nothing and dark-gray eyes widened when a resound slap of skin met his ears. His small hands covered his mouth to keep from making a noise.

"Why won't you answer me? My son, what's wron--"

"What's wrong, Mother? What's wrong! What wrong is that I sat here, everyday of my life, and listened to you and my father put all your false love and care into me!" Itachi yelled finally.

"So this is about that mistake of a brother you have--" Tiny tears fell down a small porcelain face hearing his father say that "We should have just gave him away from the start, ungrate--"

"Shut the hell up! Don't you ever talk about Sasuke like that! This isn't about him this is about what you did to me! Father do you know what they did to me!" a shaky breath and then Itachi's voice got really low "The turned me into a monster. A monster father! All this fucking good breeding just for you two to let that thing bite me and turn me into this!"

"You should be happy!" Sasuke flinched at his father's yell; his father never yelled before "We gave you everything you could ever want! It's only natural that you pay your due boy! You and that little waste of a human life you call your brother"

"Stop it! Please...stop" Mikoto finally broke down, a loud thump told Sasuke she had fell to her knees.

"No, Mother. You knew about this too. You're just as bad as he is! 'I'm the youngest Uchiha to ever complete this'" he said mockingly "I'm the only Uchiha to ever try this! You fed me to that thing! Let it do what ever it wanted just so you'd be satisfied, huh Dad? Are you happy! I'm your ultimate weapon now huh!"

"Shut up you ungrateful child," Mikoto's voice yelled, she was fed up "So what if you are different....Itachi you are a great asset to this world! With you we can finally end wars! Japan will have the greatest military force in the world. We'll have anything we want: shoes, clothes, money! Itachi we'll be gods." Sasuke bit his lip and narrowed his eyes at the dark wall in disgust.

"You selfish cunt. I see what some people mean when they say women are the scum of the earth. I won't do this. I won't be your little toy! I won't do whatever you want and...I will not let you taint my little brother like this! I won't." That was the last words Sasuke heard before his mother and father screamed, first in anger, then fear then in agony. Some crunching sounds and sickening splats made the little six-year-old's stomach turn in disgust. His hand pressed down harder, trying to prevent him from puking.

Itachi's soft sobs filled his ears, a hard sound to hear at that moment. His soft footsteps approached the door and Sasuke stared wide-eyed at the blood coated man that was his brother. He could help but want to scream as Itachi grew nearer, the only thing he could see was so much blood. Itachi looked at Sasuke with sad crimson eyes, opening his mouth and telling his little brother one of his most life-altering tales.

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Some time later

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".To!"

A young blond sat high in a tree limb, dozing slightly in the spring wind. His arms were tucked behind his to support his head and his body was curled on his side. One black sandaled foot lay dangling, swaying with little effort as the man continued to doze. It was an all too beautiful scene, if not for a voice rattling the very ground thousands of feet below him.

"Naruto! Get down here this instant!"

The young boy turned slightly, his back showing where his chest used to be and his leg coming from it dangling position. They way he faced now was more toward the sun and his tanned skin glowed softly. A rounded face chiseling with adulthood and six odd slashes down his cheeks, each one perfectly made and the same shape, height, and width. A small nose twitched as the wind blew through the yellow hair again. He cuddled more into himself, like a cat...or a fox.

He didn't have long to keep resting peacefully as the tree under him started to crack loudly, a good sign that the trunk was broken. Sapphire eyes opened, half lidded and sleepy as his body moved swiftly, black and orange moving in the sky gracefully and fluidly. The tree fell with his muttered 'timber' as he landed on the grass, safe and sound. He was kissing it in the next instant. "Oww! Baa-chan! I still have a brain in there you know!"

"Could have fooled me!" She said haughtily but angrily.

"Evil old hag..." he muttered as he pressed his hands to the ground to steady himself.

"What was that?" she said gently, a dark, ominous aura surrounding her smiling face.

He gulped "N...Nothing Baa-chan!," he pressed hard, sending his small body acrobatically to his feet and reaching a hand behind his head with a grin "What have you got for me to do today?"

"Brat..." she motioned for him to move back as she dropped the bag she had been holding, pushing back one of her beach blonde pigtails after. The shorter blond eyed the bag warily as she grabbed something out of the center pocket and threw it to him. "What do you know about the Haruno family brat."

"Haruno..." he paused in thought, head tilted to one side as he put two fingers under his chin "...Aren't they one of the richest families in Japan? The one who has the supermodel daughter who is second in line to be the first female ninja warrior this year?"

"That's right! Where did you—" she gaped as he looked over the paper she gave him.

"Internet." Tsunade sweat dropped, kid these days.

"Well...she has been invited to meet the someone for an marriage interview to marry one of the youngest sons of a very prestigious family." Naruto made a face like he had eaten something sour.

"And you need me...why?" Tsunade deadpanned Naruto.

"She's worried about the people after her for her money. She worried that these people aren't really genuine in what they offer so her parents have asked me to find her a 'high quality' body guard and you're the best I know..." she trailed off, knowing instantly that--

"Well since you say it like that, Baa chan"--his big head would make the choice for him; she smiled.

"So it's a yes?"

"How much am I getting for this?" Tsunade smiled even wider.

"50,000 yen..." The blond's moth dropped open, this was his biggest job in...forever.

"I'll do it!" Tsunade thought her face would break from smiling so hard.

"Alright kit. I need you to go home and get changed in the outfit I picked out for you to wear." she pointed to the bag "Also, do something to your hair, this girl is very picky about people." The blond nodded, to busy in his fantasy about buying all the ramen he wanted with all the yen he'd get for this job. The bag floated on his back with deft fingers and in a gust of wind he was gone. Tsunade's smile got lazy as she walked from the clearing. 'Sake baby here I come...'

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Naruto stalked down the streets in a white dress shirt and crisp black jeans with a short jean jacket over his shoulder. His normally spiky hair was straight and neat, falling over his eyes in a way people would fine adorable and alluring...so why was he angry? Oh...Uzumaki Naruto was angry because after an hour of the stupid hairstylist yanking and pulling and straighting his beloved, spiky mane of hair the woman had the audacity to call him a 'cute' little kid. He growled under his breath menacingly; he was not a kid!

It wasn't his fault he was smaller than most guys and a little feminine...he looked better than the stupid woman doing his hair anyway.

'This woman better not be a pain or Tsunade's going to get it, large pay day or not' his inner chibi said as he cracked his knuckles and kept walking briskly to this woman's house. 'Haruno...Haruno....Here it is!' He smirked as he faced the house...err...mansion. The gates that greeted him stood in front of a beautifully done long walk way that led to a barely distinguishable white and red dot at the end.

The security followed his every movement as he walked calmly to the gates, camera's recording his image and guns locked on his small frame. His smirk became small and seemingly innocent as he disappeared from vision, nothing but a small gust of wind where his body used to be.

He reappeared in front of the house, stuffing his hands in his pockets and leaning back coolly as some guards ran from the lavishly styled doors. Naruto gave them his foxy grin "Hey guys! I'm looking for a miss--" he fished out a piece of paper with his charges name on it "Haruno Sa...Sakura. Would you guys happen to know where she is?" Just then the guards parted and a pink-haired woman came forward. Naruto rolled his eyes 'Baa-chan you've got to be kidding me!' "Who are you?" she asked in a sweet voice, but Naruto caught the undercurrent of a bolder girl.

He grinned wider as he pointed a thumb at himself "Uzumaki Naruto! I was sent here to escort Ms. Haruno to the interview site." She bit her lip and narrowed her eyes in dissatisfaction.

"You can't be serious?! You're like, what, fifteen years old! Go play somewhere else little boy." She said, her tone was mocking and full of amusement; amusement Naruto had no laughter for. His face turned serious as he eyed the woman in front of him in her pink, Chinese style sleeveless dress and matching knee high boots. He tsked "Never judge, Ms. Haruno," He mocked her back as she turned, laughing.

She turned back around "What, you're saying she actually sent a shrimp to guard me. Please--" she gestured behind her with a great sweep of her arms, all the men behind her smirked or smiled as she did "--these guys could do a better job in their sleep."

Naruto's eye twitched but he smiled anyway "Why don't we see, Ms. Haruno?"

"What?"

"I said why don't we see. If I can't kick any your guards butts I'll go home and give up this sweet offer." Sakura seemed to ponder this and it was at this time Naruto noticed how short her dress was. The sakura petals danced on the sides of her pale legs from the intricate obi she wore, mixing wonderfully with the design on her dress. Her stockings and obi were a darker pink while the dress and boots were lighter. On her neck she wore a red choker with a emerald gem the color of her eyes. She looked like one of those girls you'd see in video games.

Sakura motioned for one of her guards to come forward and Naruto had to fight to hold in a giggle. The guy was huge, muscles rippling from everywhere on his body in a fearsome way. He was bald, the light from the sun refracting of his head and making Naruto think of a crystal ball. He was dressed just like all of the guards, in a ridiculous red outfit that looked even more ridiculous with his bulging size. "Kuma...please show this boy the power of the Haruno elite guards..." she said sweetly and softly, seductively. It made the blond gag.

"Yes, Haruno-hime." It was hard but Naruto fought the giggle that was threating to spill from his lips. The man charged soon after the comment but Naruto just stood there, still reeling from the hilarity of the guards last statement. A heavy, pale fist fell down and Kuma was so sure that it was going to hit the target...until he fell forward and hit nothing but air; Naruto a little ways behind him looking thoughtful.

"You know 'hime' shouldn't be something to describe someone like you, Ms Haruno," Kuma punched again, only to hit the air and fall forward again "I think 'chan' would be better...Sakura-chan...what a nice ring, ne'." Kuma, throughly frustrated, punched at Naruto furiously. Naruto, throughly amused, kept moving a little short of impact. Kuma let out a beastly scream his frustration grew and Naruto took pity, allowing the man to punch him...or so he thought.

Naruto fell to the ground lifelessly, as if really hurt and Sakura started to laugh "Insolent little boy couldn't even take one hit! Such s--" her laughing stopped and her eyes widened as the Naruto on the ground poofed into a log and the real Naruto came flying through the air to land on Kuma's back. "Although...I doubt you would ever think about the name..." he said loudly from his place perched on the man's neck, legs around his neck. In a movement no one could believe if they saw it Naruto leaned back, taking the bulky man with him as he neared the ground, and flipped him over to the ground hard. The ground shaking at the impact.

Sakura's mouth couldn't seem to close. She stared, wide-eyed at the boy who just flipped her tallest, strongest and biggest guard over as he flipped back to his feet, pushing his short blond hair away. He not only proved he was fast but for the Kuma to be forced to lean down with the boy proved that he had some strength or some kind of weight. She gasped as the boy offer a hand to her guard and hefted the man to his feet. Not even she could do that and she faced Mt. Modoriama after grueling hours of obstacles. This kid was amazing!

"Now will you let me take you, Sakura-chan?" he said innocently, Kuma patted the kid on the back.

"Haruno-hime?" the man said, he had a surprisingly gentle voice. Sakura made a face, still in denial about the kid but too shocked to fight anymore. She nodded and Naruto sighed in relief, finally he could get on with this job. Sakura snapped her fingers and a black sports car came zooming from the long drive way. It skidded and stopped just an inch short of Kuma. A blonde girl stepped out, flinging her long hair behind her shoulder. Naruto grimaced again.

"Hey forehead! Took you long enough!" This girl had voice like the pinknette, only a little bit more mature.

"Yeah you should be glad you were able to finish that buffet you pig!" Not such a sweet voice anymore, the blonde glanced Naruto's way.

"Who's the shrimp?" 'That's it!'

"I am not a shrimp! So I'm a little short for my age. Lighten the heck up I'm only seventeen!" He yelled at the two girls, who went quiet after his little rant. The blonde snickered after a little while "What the heck is so funny?!"

"Settle down, settle down. I'm Ino and I'll be your driver today," she said pleasantly, carefully and intelligently adverting his attention. Naruto gaped, she didn't look like a driver.

The blonde looked twice as stylish as the pink-haired girl: an off the shoulders, long-sleeved purple top that had all kinds of pretty flowers decorating it horizontally and stopped just a little ways above her belly button, a cute little blue jean miniskirt that showed off her long pretty legs and some black boots with neon purple shoestrings. Along with the thousands of necklaces and earrings she wore she had every guy, but the small blond, starring at her.

"Yamanaka Ino is one of the most well known singers in Japan, she also likes to participate in ninja warrior." Kuma said from his side, noticing the blank look on the blond's face. The blonde girl smiled softly before getting back into the car and yelling for Sakura to 'move her ass.' Sakura sighed, closing her eyes in irritation before getting in the car and yelling at Ino about how her 'ass is too big to move.' Naruto sighed in irritation as well as he slid into the back seat, throwing his bag on the floor. 'This is going to be a long ride'

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'Shoot me...shoot me please!' The final stretch of the estate was in view and Naruto was sitting with his hands gripping his pants so hard they almost ripped. His eyes were wide and vigilant but he couldn't help but want to beat the ever living crap out of the two girls who were singing karaoke in off-key. 'Oh god it hurts!' He moaned in his mind as they sang a chalkboard's rendition of Hatsune Miku's "Love is war"

A little while into the trip, Ino started to sing one of her most popular songs off her new album "Tenshi" and Naruto commented on how nice her voice sounded. Her voice was lovely and the melody was light and airy, giving the song an outer worldly sound. Then Sakura decided to sing. Sakura could sing higher songs than Ino so he roughly divided their voices.

Ino sounded a lot like a contralto or mezzo-soprano while Sakura was a soprano. They thanked him for his praise but, as they started to get bored they started to annoy the crap out of him by singing off key to the most horrible American and Japanese songs. It made him want to take his comments and shove them right up their-- "It's huge!" Ino gasped, drawing Naruto from his musings. His eyes strayed from his window to the center window and he gasped as well.

It was big but Naruto's breath caught at the sheer beauty of the place. The outside of the mansion was a white color, varying from pure white to off white and was only enhanced by the beauty of the plants and other artwork that surrounded it. There were statues of tigers and bird, fountains with intricate designs that looked like it took years to make, the place even had it's own clock tower right in the middle of a square that they circled around to get to the main building. As they rode by they saw a brunette tending to the garden and stared at him in awe as he careful watered and cut each flower and plant.

Ino stopped right at the walkway, and had to gawk when a young white-haired man opened her doors for her and everyone else. He smiled at all of them before gesturing to the door "Welcome young master and young mistresses, follow me please." The doors were opened by two beautiful women dressed in white, one with blue hair and one with black, as the white haired man led them through. "My name is Art and I'm one of many butlers for the young masters..."

"Masters?" Art smiled softly, his bluish-gray eyes twinkling making him seem much more attractive than before.

"Yes, the young master and his older brother." He sat them down in a very beautiful lounge. Naruto nodded in thanks for the two gaping girls and sat down roughly on a royal blue couch, throwing his head back with a sigh.

"Ino look at this!"

"You're lucky forehead..."

"I know aren't I! This guy is loaded!"

"But what if he is some old guy..."

"Yuck! Then I'd have to..." Naruto looked up as their annoying girl talk stopped and swallowed his breath for the third time that day. Art was at the door, he bowed deeply before moving out of the way and letting a tall raven into the room. 'Definitely not some old guy' Sakura thought as she bowed deeply to the man who returned the gesture in half earnest before slipping gracefully into a seat.

"Good evening Ms. Haruno" he spoke, his voice was dark but more magnetic than scary "I am the Itachi Uchiha, the master of this house. I'm afraid I will have to ask you to ask your company to wait outside. I need to discuss privet matters about my younger brother." Sakura nodded and looked at Ino with a meaningful glance. Ino nodded and was surprised to find the other blond already at the door. Itachi glanced at him with something close to interest in his expressionless brown eyes, before letting them harden again as the door closed.

"Man Sakura's so lucky! Her parents sure know how to pick 'em!" Ino chirped as Art lead them to another room. Naruto nodded mutely, deep in his thoughts. 'That guy...I could swear his eyes looked almost red' Art left the room with a small glance to the blond, his smile small as he saw the blond musing over the young master.

Naruto was still in his thoughts after an hour passed and Ino excused herself to find a bathroom. He didn't eve stir when the room door opened and another raven, shorter than the first, entered the room. The younger raven smirked in appreciation for how beautiful the blond looked, looking out of the window with his beautiful blue eyes glazed over in thought. The raven licked his lips. 'Itachi has great taste...' he thought as he crossed the room to the still thinking boy.

Naruto's eyes widened as a soft pale hand stroked his cheek softly and turned sharply to meet the dark-gray owner. Said owner smirked a little wider "Hello..." he exhaled seductively, lowering himself to Naruto's shuddering ear "Uzumaki Naruto."

TBC


A/N: Oh god it's so long! My brain hurts (I really should eat those candies anymore...). I'd like to point some things out though before I continue any further than this.

One: Sorry it seems like a bunch of dabble but, Naruto had to meet Sasuke in this first chapter darn it and he did.

Two: 50,000 yen is like equivalent to 4,900 (Somewhere around that) in U.S. Dollars if I'm wrong, please tell me so I don't look like an idiot with this first story.

Three: Hee hee hee...Forehead is a super model...that made me giggle a lot. I made her a generic anime fighter game character.

Four: If anyone can get who's speaking at the start by this point (the italics) I will give you a cookie and sasunaru/narusaru gone wild for free. (Lol).

Thanks for reading this first chapter and tell me what you think people. I can't make this enjoyable unless you tell me what you like.

Souriyu19