A/N: it's exams again.. which means.. MORE STORIES XD

Rating: T, but may change throughout the story

Being Sasuke Uchiha's Stylist

Chapter 1.

It had been a long way up. A long, long way up. For after five years, Narutu Uzumaki could finally say he was able to clothe one of the most wanted models in the modelindustry: Shikamaru Nara.
His sleep-don't-talk attitude was hot (currently) and Naruto Uzumaki was happy for his friend. In fact, he was happy about everything in his life, at the moment.
Yeah, that's right. He was happy.

Happy, dammit, happy!

Naruto hit the wall one last time and repeated himself.

'Happy! I'm happy!'

He hit the wall another time and tried to remain calm, but it didn't work. He yelled and then hung his head. No way this was happening. He didn't want this to happen! He was so happy over here! Why, why?

How could he be transferred to another model? And as if that wasnt enough punishment, the model came from Uchiha Inc.! Uchiha Inc! The Uchiha Inc!

Naruto froze when he realized someone was watching him. He looked to the right and saw Sakura standing at a distance. She had been watching the photoshoot previously, but had realised something was wrong when she saw Naruto. She walked over and hugged him.

'What's wrong, Naruto?'

There was a short silence, before Naruto muffled a reply.

'I'm being transferred.'

'To what? Another part of the firm, another model or another city?'

Naruto let Sakura go and hugged himself for a bit.

'To that new model of Uchiha Inc.'

'What?! The superhot model?!'

Naruto nodded.

'O my gosh, Naruto, that's like.. I'm so happy for you! Why are you sad?!'

Naruto looked down.

'I want to stay with you guys.'

'Awww, Naruto, so troublesome,' was all Shikamaru said as he walked in. 'You can see us everyday after work, we all live in the same area and we go to the same club every friday.'

There was a silence untill something downed on Naruto.

'Shika, you knew?!'

'Of course I did. I asked them to search someone new for you. You know, someone less like me, someone that wanted to stay in the fashionworld, you know? Your talent would be wasted on me. So I told them 'You better give my stylist a better model, or I'll stop right away.' , troublesome, eh?'

'Eh?!'

'They told me Sasuke Uchiha needed a stylist, so I figured it'd be okay, since the Uchihas always deliver good models.'

'Shikamaru, you're too nice,' Sakura said softly, smiling at him.

Naruto slid on the floor and watched Shikamaru for a while, before mumbling something.

'What, Naruto?'

'I said – Then, if it's like that, I'll try. …Okay? I'll try.'

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A few days later, Naruto Uzumaki awoke at 8 pm. After a few minutes, he stood up, ate some ramen and got dressed for his job. Today, he would wear some cheerful colours, like.. hm.

Orange? Orange it is.

When Naruto was done, he hurried out of his house and ran towards the train station, catching his train on time. Sighing, he sat down on a bench and started playing games on his gameboy.

Hey. It was a long train ride, what else could he do?

Suddenly, a snort came from his right and Narutos blue eyes met the most enticing charcoal eyes he'd ever seen. The person behind the eyes, black hair and quite tall, almost model-like, was even more enticing. Naruto could feel his face heating up and turned his head to the side, ignoring the raven.

'Hn, could you move. There's no place to sit.'

Naruto quickly put all his stuff on the ground and moved, so the raven could sit. He stood up to stuff his backpack in a rack, when he noticed there were tons of empty places on the train. He turned around, irritated at the raven.

'What do you mean there's no place to sit, there are enough over there!'

The raven smirked.

'But none were as interesting as the one here,' he said, pointing at his seat.

Naruto grumbled and sat down again, grabbing his gameboy and continuing the game. At the moment, he was playing Mario, and a very difficult level too. He slid down his chair a bit and stuck his tongue out in concentration. When he'd made the same mistake for the fourth time, he made an irritated noise.

'I could do it,' the raven next to him offered.

Naruto almost jumped up at the low voice. He hadn't realised it was so low, before. He turned his head to the raven and shook his head.

'No, thanks. I don't need help.'

Naruto continued and leaned forward, hoping that, this time, he would end the level flawlessly.

No such luck.

Cursing, Naruto pressed start again and was about to start the level again, when two warm hands engulfed his. They were rough, but soft at the same time, using exactly the right amount of pressure. His eyes got bigger and he leaned back to see the boy next to him concentrating on the screen.

He suddenly realised that the loud thump he was hearing, wasn't from the train, but was actually his heart. No way.. this guy got this kinda reaction out of him? Said raven smirked at him for a second before starting the game and finishing the level for him.

The boy snorted and sat back, before looking back at Naruto.

'I told you I could do it.'

The smug look he had was too much. It made Naruto boil in anger.

'I could've finished it alone too! The whole point of the game is to get better, bastard! You need to learn from the times you've failed! You prick!'

The guy smirked and leaned closer, looking him in the eyes. Naruto stopped breathing, afraid of the emptiness in those eyes, but also attracted to the mysterious aura around the boy.

'You say that, but then why are you blushing, dobe?'

The raven smirked and retreated quickly, standing up and leaving the train. Naruto whimpered and stared after him. What the hell? What just happened?

Suddenly, a beep was heard and a voice announced the last chance to get off at Anterrou station. Naruto snapped out of his reverie and stood up quickly, grabbing his bags and running out of the train, before it started to move again.

He sighed.

What a great day to start his job with Sasuke Uchiha.

Grumbling, Naruto took off to the location of Sasuke Uchiha's first photo shoot that day, Kyuubi Park.

Hn.
There was such a goofball sitting next to me on the train. I can't believe he couldn't finish that level. It was so simple..

Though I must admit, that goofball was kind-off-cute. His hair was all messy and his eyes were as blue as the ocean. His clothes looked great. He had these pants with all kinds of loops and belts everywhere and his shirt was just plain white. His jacket was more, like, the finishing touch though.

I think he was a stylist. A paper that was lying on the ground informed me that his name was Naruto, and that he was a stylist. Too bad a new stylist's already been chosen for me, though.

I would love to wear that kind of clothing.

Half an hour later, Naruto stood in front of Kyuubi Park. He ran in and stopped when he located the shoot. Showing his ID, he walked past the security and stood beside the set, panting. He watched the girl that was being photographed currently, snorting when she jutted out her lip and tried to pout.

Such an amateur.

Naruto stood straight and smiled when the woman next to him asked him if he was okay.

'Yeah, I'm fine! Actually, do you have any idea where I can find Sasuke Uchiha? I'm supposed to be his stylist, but I missed the bus and had to walk..'

'Oh, you're the stylist? Well, cutie, I know he's in that trailer,' she answered, pointing to a trailer with an open door, 'but he's done already. They went to get him.'

Naruto gaped at her and then started to drag himself over to the trailer. When he'd taken barely two steps, though, a brown haired boy emerged with a ravenhaired guy. It wasn't hard to see which of them was the model. Naruto gulped as he saw the jeans and the black shirt said raven had chosen to wear without his consent.

For a while, Naruto was silent as he watched the headophones that were imprinted on the shirt. He smiled happily; the clothes looked great on him. Then, he let his eyes travel up. When his eyes met charcoal black eyes, he screamed.

'YOU?!?!'

A/N: Erm, so okaaaay.. had this lying around and decided the idea was TOO hot not to work it out!

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