Corporate Espionage
(About the rating I am really flexible for what you guys want, but I feel M stories get better viewing, but I'll go down depending on how you guys feel or keep it at M, but I warn you I will probably not write a lemon, but I'm defiantly not above hinting to it and zooming out, so yah)
Disclaimer – of course I don't own Naruto but if I did…
To say he was pissed was an understatement, he was furious! He sharply swiped his arms across the top of the desk, which caused all the objects on top of the desk, to be thrown up into the air haphazardly. They came crashing down onto the floor with a satisfactory thud.
His rage was so overwhelming, that his vision had turn red. In his periphery he could see his assistants cowering in the back, ducking behind desks and file cabinet, while other miscellaneous office workers were whispering to each other, horrified at his violent behavior.
Their obnoxious stares bugged him.
"Damn them," he thought. "I'm Madara Uchiha the richest, most successful business man in all of Tokyo, no wait, Japan," he thought smugly with a small yet growing smirk.
He stomped out at them and shouted and snarled in sadistic satisfaction, "You are all fired," before stomping back into his office.
He then slammed the door shut, indifferent to the assistants and office workers' panicked faces behind him. In fact, the simple juvenile and quite petty act, calmed him down. With the practiced mastery, that he had acquired over his career he forced himself to breathe deeply. While he was known for his vicious rage, he was also just as equally known for his calculating plans. He then sank into his plush chair, and poured himself a drink and forced himself to calm down and relive the day's events.
It had seemed a mere twelve hours ago he was about to win. Uchiha Corporations would finally secure the government contract that they had been competing with Senju Inc. for. Although the contract promised him a substantial amount of money, it wasn't the profit that initially attracted him to it, and had caused him to so fiercely pursue it; it was the chance to beat Hashirama at his own game, and he had been prepared to do anything to secure the contract.
The contract had been for an airplane security systems software that would be employed throughout the whole country. After a long year, full of prototypes and finally successes, the Japanese government had finally decided the contract would be awarded to Uchiha Corporations, based upon their superior software.
He had been sitting smugly at the head of the table, in his new fashionable expensive suit, smirking at Hashirama who should have been sitting in defeat, but instead sat there with his usual pretentious grace. Madara had, had his pen out ready to sign his name to the multimillion dollar contract, when Tazu, the stupid fool of a fat government employee, walked in nervously wringing his hands.
"M..Mr. Uch..Uchiha, there has been new information that has surfaced about an alleged illegal action on behalf of Uchiha Corporations. Although the misdeeds are only alleged, the government of Japan does not wish to appear to be dealing with a business entity under investigation. Therefore the Japanese government will be instead awarding the contract to Senju Inc."
He slammed his fists into the table. "I demand to know what these allegations are," he snarled.
Tazu, nervously stuttered, "You have been alleged to be involve with an illegal seizing of a confidential Senju Inc. prototypes, breaking and entering, and fraud."
"Who is making these allegations?"
"Please remain ca..calm, Mr. Uchiha, it was brought to our attention by an anonymous tip, that Uchiha Corporations, but specifically you, are directly responsible for hiring someone to steal a Senju prototypes."
He sat back down, steaming, but level-headed enough to not give the opposition any evidence of his wrongdoing. Instead he turned his mind to who could have been the rat.
The gears in his head started turning, and only one name came to mind. There was only one person who could have possibly informed the authorities about the espionage.
The man Madara had hired to carry out the work, was long since dead. The man he had hired, had terminal brain cancer. Madara had promised to take care of his bills and pay for his children's college tuition. Soon after the man had completed the task, he moved to America where he promptly died. He had made good on his promise to the man. However, the other person, the person who had been his buffer, and put him in touch with the thief, was still very much around.
Madara growled deeply imagining the punishment he would inflict onto this specific individual. Of course he had stolen the prototype, it wasn't like the Senju were playing fair anyways. When news of the theft had been leaked to the press all eyes had turned to him. Everyone knew he was most likely the guilty culprit, but the police couldn't do anything, after all they had no evidence of the crime, and like so many of his other dirty dealings it had seemed he had gotten away with it. And so he had sat back and laughed at the police's attempt to find evidence. The scandal had happened a year ago and slowly the dumb public had forgotten about it and moved on.
And then the traitor arrived. Hashirama had gotten up to sign the contract that was supposed to go him and turned to greet the new arrival.
"Uchiha Sasuke," he spewed with venom.
"Hello, Sasuke," Hashirama said happily, in his usual fake innocent tone.
Sasuke nodded his head in direction of Hashirama.
"You pathetic weakling, you're a disgrace to your family, you are fired," Madara barked to his senior head of sales.
Sasuke just smirked, "I was just coming here to announce that I quit and will be taking a job at Senju Inc, effective tomorrow."
Madara glared at him intensely. If there hadn't been an audience he might have just strangled the cocky punk, but at the moment he had no desire to add attempted murder to his list of felonies. At that moment police walked in. They were Uchiha and looked intensely torn. Tazu, pushed them forward and they reluctantly hand cuffed his hands. He didn't resist and instead placated himself with fantasies of murder.
He had been brought to jail, for a short period of time. Izuna had to come down and bail him out. Madara knew he would never be prosecuted and that this was a cheap trick by the politicians in government to get re-elected. They were trying to make it look like they enforced the law equally. He found that darkly funny.
Between Uchiha Corporation and Senju Inc. they effectively owned the government. Billions of their money flew into the politicians' greedy hands. Hell, he had even parked in handicapped spaces and received parking tickets that he simply threw away and never received any punishment.
The truth was, he was simply above the law, and he was positive this "investigation" would soon pass too, like so many of his prior misdoings. He also effectively owned the police and there was no Uchiha who would risk standing up against him. When he got home, he inquired about the whereabouts of the Uchiha police who had arrested him. For the first time, in what would be a long repeating pattern that day, he decided to ruin everyone else's lives around him. First order of business was maliciously cutting the police who had hand-cuffed him, off from the Uchiha inheritance. Logically he knew it wasn't their faults but he was in too much of an angry mood to care. Though in the back of his mind, He also knew that Izuna, his more clear level headed brother, would probably find some way to help them out, without publicly crossing him.
He was brought back to his current predicament. He sat in his office contemplating the best form of revenge. He knew he should be working on mending Uchiha Corporation's image after this scandal, but thoughts of revenge were too sweet on his mind. He would destroy Sasuke Uchiha. He wondered quickly if he should fire all of Sasuke's immediate family. The children were a disgrace in his opinion. The elder of the two boys, Itachi, had shown great promise, but he had snapped at the young age of fifteen and, rather all too dramatically in Madara's opinion, declared he would never adopt his family's lifestyle. The boy apparently thought of himself as some sort of crusader against corruption and greed. Last he had heard, the boy had become a civil prosecutor, getting paid shit.
And now Sasuke, the traitor. Although the boy had shown less promise than his brother, he was still a fantastic asset and had risen rather quickly through the hierarchy. He almost felt badly for the parents. They were his second cousins and although he didn't know the mother well, he had liked the father well enough.
He picked up the phone and barked to Izuna on the other end to send in Eru, his personal private detective. He liked Eru, he one was on the few people he found competent and he was not a conversationalist, and thus did not waste his time. The man quickly arrived and Madara turned the chair that was previously facing the Tokyo skyline. He waved the man forward.
"I have a job for you; I want you research and find out everything about Uchiha Sasuke. Tell me everything from who his friends are, to what he eats, and if any females in his life."
The man bowed and left him alone to his thoughts. Although he couldn't directly get revenge upon Hashirama, (too many witnesses) he would be sure to destroy his pitiful excuse of his cousin. Destroy him finically, remove his friends, and steal his whatever romantic partner. With that gratifying thought, he leaned back in pleasure, and imagined inflicting pain unto the little Uchiha spawn.
Sakura began running desperately to the closing doors of Tokyo University. She barely managed to make it in before the professor stood up and began droning on about the endocrine system. She felt a sharp poke in her back from her friend Ino.
"Are you late because your jerk of a boss kept you late again," Ino said, as she rolled her eyes.
Sakura nodded and gestured to her friend to keep quiet. Unlike the blonde, she was on a handsome scholarship that depended on her stellar grades. But her friend had been right. Her boss, the handsome Sasuke Uchiha, had made her stay late, again. At least this time he had an excuse, she had to help clean out his office. He was transferring to Senju Inc. She was curious about the switch because it was well know the Uchiha hated the Senju, but she decided not to think too much of it.
Although she was 19 and he was 24, she had an intense crush on her boss. She was one of the few people he seemed to tolerate. Sometimes she briefly wondered if the Uchiha would ever returned her feelings or more likely if he even thought her worthy enough of his attention. She was acutely aware of his faults, like his ego, but she couldn't help her school girl crush one him.
When the lecture finally ended she wondered outside with Ino. Suddenly she heard a flash of a camera. Ino and her turned confused to see the owner of the camera, who appeared to be nowhere around.
"Look, a pervert," one of the girls next to her screamed.
Carefully hidden in the bushes, was a man clutching a camera to his chest. From his hidden angle he appeared able to access a most private view of most of the girls standing around. She unconsciously pulled her skirt down lower. Enraged she stomped over to man and with a well-aimed kick to his face, the man fell back, a nose bleed forming. With that the rest of the girls charged at him. She turned and stomped off.
She briefly wondered why a man would be taking pictures of her, but pushed the thought to the back and screamed, "Wait up, Ino!"
Two days had passed since the "incident" as he had begun to call it, and he was anxious as ever to commit his revenge plan. He had been in such a bad mood for the past two days that he noticed all his staff seemed to be cowering in his presence. The only one who seemed willing to even walk within a five foot radius of him, was Izuna, who was also pissed at losing the contract.
His thoughts were interrupted when Eru walked in. Madara couldn't help notice a bruise he seemed to sporting on his cheek. Eru handed him a file that seemed to be filled with pictures, which he promptly opened.
Friends: Naruto Uzamaki, Suigetsu Hōzuki , Jūgo, Karin
Family status: recently estranged from his parents, also recently reunited with his brother, Itachi
Finical status: secure bank accounts totaling over 30 million
Relationships: Has many suitors but appears to reject them all. He has no clear girlfriend but appears attached to his part-time assistant, Tokyo university student, Sakura Haruno. She doesn't realize he's been funding her scholarship and that he helps support her mother's nursing home bill.
Attached to the file were a couple photos of Sasuke talking intently to Itachi, a couple of others with an over bright blond slurping ramen with a scowling Sasuke. But the one that really stood out to him was a petite and lively young woman with the most unnatural pink hair. She looked youthful and he admired the way her pink hair stood out against her alabaster skin. The next picture was something that appeared to be a small foot angled downward at the camera and he momentarily wondered what that was about. Underneath the picture, it was titled, Sakura Haruno. He put the pictures back into the file and turned to Eru to dismiss him.
Later that day Madara sat alone staring out at the skylight, smirking. Sasuke would be crushed and Sasuke's girl would be his, no matter how much money he had to be spent or who he had to threaten. Somewhere out there, was the beautiful girl he had seen in the pictures and who he couldn't wait to seduce. He would turn her against Sasuke, use her, and then dispose of her. But first things first, she would be his, regardless of how she presently felt.
After all he was Madara Uchiha and he always got what he wanted… or so his track record said…
A/n – Okay so I couldn't think of a name for Madara's private detective and so I googled L (from death note) apparently in Japanese his names Eru, cool right? Well any ways, thanks for reading and don't forget to review, follow, and favorite. Love ya'll