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"A therapist! I don't need any damn therapist!"

Dark eyes flashed with unconcealed anger as Sasuke Uchiha threw his black jacket on the Hotel's couch. He turned his head and glared at his partner.

Naruto Uzumaki regarded him cautiously. "The Boss thinks you do."

"I don't happen to care what he thinks. Nobody in the organization has a bit of sense." Sasuke loosened his tie and looked at Naruto as if that explained it all. "I'm not doing it." He folded his lanky frame on the edge of the bed, as his hand fumbled through his dark locks.

Naruto stared at his partner with pity. Even he has to admit that Sasuke was a good-looking son of a bitch. With his dark charm and tall, built figure, lady attention followed him everywhere, though attention doesn't really mix well with the job. But today was different; there were dark circles under his bloodshot eyes. His skin was pale from fatigue and his suit was rumpled from the constant flights.

Though Naruto bet the he didn't look any better, he could feel his blonde hair drooping. It has been a long day for them, flying from LA to Italy then back to Kohona. There was no time for rest with the meetings and research on their clients, so receiving a business card and a fax message informing Sasuke to go see a therapist has been the last straw.

"The boss is just worried about you. With all these assignments you keep accepting. You've never took a breather," He walked over to Sasuke's side and put his hand on his shoulder, "Think as it as an excuse for a break. You never know, the therapist might be really, really hot."

Sasuke sighed but then his black orbs hardened, "What about Akatsuki? Or the organization in Sound? We got nothing new on them." A deep frown formed between his brows.

Naruto plopped down the bed with exasperation, "It all makes sense now. You definitely need therapy. Just calm down. You still got me. If there anything new, I report it to you ASAP."

"That's like asking a cat to bark", Sasuke stood up, walked to the desk and lift the business card, "Therapy? Isn't it against the code to leak any information?"

Naruto gave a half-hearted shrug, "Don't they have this private client code thing? And I heard that one the members have a pretty close relationship with owner."

With a light groan, Sasuke pinched the bridge of his nose, "…Hell."

Naruto gave him a knowing look, "It's like that when you work for the Mafia."

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