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Chapter 1

"…after, you have a meeting with Gaara-san at conference room one in regards with the stipulations of the contract merger at two .Your father also wants you to get something from Ichiraku's on your way home, he said that it's not an accident anymore if you tend to forget about it six times in a row. At four, you're presence… Naruto-sama? " The elegant hand of Haruno Sakura waved in front of her boss as the pink-haired secretary tried to get the attention of the blonde whom was currently bobbing her head in rhythm with the drumming of her fingers.

"Namikaze Naruto?" Still, with no response from her blonde boss now known as Namikaze Naruto, she sighed dramatically and rolled the piece of paper which contained the scheduled meetings for that day and smacked her boss with it, the force was enough to snap her out of daze but not too strong to inflict serious damage.

"Shit! Sakura-chan! What the hell was that for? That hurts, you know." Taken aback by the sudden attack of her secretary, the blonde fell from her seat in a clumsy sprawl on the floor. Scratching the abused part of her head, she settled with glaring at the pink-haired woman.

"Naruto! Watch your language! It's also your fault; I was merely doing my job." She shrugged nonchalantly after smacking her boss again. Why was she her boss again? Right, this girl was a bloody genius. Sakura was already aware of the odd quirks of the young executive; she's been working for her since the blonde rose to her place, something like two years now. But still, despite of being labeled as a prodigy, Naruto's intelligence seems to have stunted her maturity.

"Sakura-chan, you know I'm not in the mood to work today. Can you cancel my schedule today, please?"

"No. You've already used that last week. Don't even think about escaping work, I'll have you know that you will not succeed." She was bluffing but her boss doesn't need to know that.

"But Sakura!"

"No buts! I'll leave you now so you can start doing the paperwork you gladly left when you escaped last week. Fortunately, there's only about… " She paused and stared at the 'paperwork tower'. With sadistic glee in her eyes, she craned her neck to stare at the sulking blonde and pointed her long manicured finger to the stack. "…these proposals for you to review and approve."

"Okay, Sakura-chan." With a weary sigh, the blonde conceded and started to make a show of arranging the documents until she heard a soft thud indicating that the Oak wood double-door of her office was now closed and that her secretary has left. Now that Sakura was out of her hair, the blonde scurried silently across her office and made preparations for her escape. A grin was threatening to split the girl's face in halves but she needs to concentrate, or else her ingenious plan might skyrocket to oblivion.

And what 'escape' plan she had in mind?

Simple, she was going to be a he.

Her escape plan was perfect to a T.

The plan was to distract Sakura and subtly run to the stairs and say yehey! to freedom. She woke up extra early, despite of the vivid dream she had, just to sabotage her secretary's computer and telephone for this plan.

She heard a loud swearing outside of her office and tried to peek at Sakura's current condition. Her secretary's face was now scarlet red because of anger and annoyance, the strawberry-haired female tried calling the technical department but her phone was strangely missing its dial tone. Calming herself, Sakura diverted her attention at the problem in hand. Her computer has obviously crashed and the blue screen appearing is enough confirmation that no work can be done until it can be fixed so she need to call the technical department, which is, again, a very impossible feat right now because of her dead phone. So now she needs to directly ask the technical department for help, which would be faster said than done because it is oh-so-fortunately located fifty floors below their current spot. After finally sorting out what to do, she went to her boss' office to ask for permission to leave because of the said problems.

"Naruto, can I leave you for awhile? My workplace is in chaos so I need to go down," Sakura sighed.

Putting on her best poker face, Naruto asked in her most professional voice. "Just give them a call then that would save you a lot of time. Wouldn't it?"

"You see, it's currently part of the chaos outside."

Bingo.

Suppressing her glee, she coughed once to hide the growing smirk on her face.

"Okay, just take your time. You can't do anything without the phone and your computer. See you later then?"

"Definitely, and don't you dare escape you hear me?" Sakura walked out of Naruto's office, set on fixing the chaos that was her workplace.

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Ding!

As she heard the elevators arrive at their floor, Naruto spurred into action.

She was now in her male disguise. Checking herself in the mirror inside her bathroom, she was pleased to see that nothing was amiss with her look, her tall stature and lean built had meshed up quite good and helped with her 'inconspicuous' look, she smiled in satisfaction and went on to her merry escape.

Unbeknownst to her though, her look screamed anything but inconspicuous. Too bad she didn't know how this would greatly affect her perfect escape plan.

Naruto left her office silently, and used the stairs to go down. The stairs was a safer option than the elevator since she's pretty sure that only a few of the employees use it.

Panting a little from the effort of going down on so many flights of stairs, finally she'd escaped!

Naruto was strolling at the park, observing the people, some of them were laughing with their friends while some were relaxing and enjoying the scenic view the park offered. She decided to seat in a bench near the playground, her thoughts drifting.

It's not that she hates her job, actually she liked it and took it to heart, but it's just that sometimes she grows lonely of her work unlike her previous job. She loved being a photographer even though it doesn't pay that much. The satisfaction and bliss she gets whenever she captures an image, immortalizing the moments, is enough to compensate for the small salary. It was her dream to be one ever since she was a kid. She was just 22, old enough to face the world but too young to enter this business.

Naruto was a genius, and she'd known it since she was very young. Her parents were very proud of her, her mama was very proud of her, they gave her everything she needed and wanted. They were rich so money wasn't a problem at all for her. She was loved and cared for. Her mother encouraged Naruto with her dreams, but she always remind her that someday, she has to take over the business. She just never thought that someday would be this soon.

Frowning at herself for being so nostalgic, she lifted her eyes from the ground and saw a kid staring at her. The child must be five years old, she decided. Smiling at the kid she asked,

"Can I help you kid? Where are your parents?"

"You're a girl," the child simply stated.

wait... what?

"NO! I mean, I'm a guy! How can you even say that? Why should I be in disguise?" She tried to hide her panic with a smile.

"My father said that boys don't color their nails. Also, you're screech is quite similar with my father's secretary. You're obviously a girl. You look dumb too," Naruto would have noticed how articulate the child was with his language if not for the fact that she had been called dumb and been found out by just a mere child. Was her disguise that obvious? Crap, she forgot about her nails! How could she be so stupid? Oh my gods, the kid was right! Did she already mention how stupid she was? Oh my –

"Are you a criminal? Why are you on disguise? "

The child was still staring at her, unnerved by her panic – stricken face. How can a five year old kid know those words? Did he just call me a criminal?

"So, uhh, what's your name kiddo and where are your parents?" She asked, ignoring the fact that she had been caught by a child.

"My father said it's common courtesy to state your name first when you just met each other, and I'm not a kid." The kid seemed to be very touchy with his age. Are kids these days supposed to be like this?

The kid's father must be some kind of a scumbag.

Naruto tried to suppress, again, the twitch that was coming. The kid doesn't need an early education about vulgar language.

"Okay kid, my name is Namikaze Naruto," she moved out of her seat and bended her knee to the level of the kid, outstretching her hands to the boy.

"My name is Uchiha Itachi," the kid took her hand and shook it. She gave a little smile; the kid is finally opening up to her. Itachi seemed hesitant to continue, but he did anyway.

"My mother left awhile ago and left me with those bags, she said she would be back in a minute but it's been an hour since then."

So that was why the kid – Itachi was hesitant to talk, his mother left him, in the park, alone.

What kind of mother is she?

"Can I call you Itachi?" The kid nodded, "Do you know your mother's number or your father's, Itachi? Seat beside me for awhile and I'll help you with those bags, okay?"

"I only know of my father's number, why are you being so nice to me?" The kid was very wary.

"I just want to help you, Itachi. I'm not going to hurt you, what can a girl like me do, right. Let's call your father now, shall we?" She flashed the kid her most sincere smile, hoping that he would trust her.

The kid just stared at her, blinked, and stared back at her face. If that wasn't enough, the kid came closer to her until they were just arm's length away and said, "You're beautiful."

Beautiful.

The child just called her beautiful.

What the F –

When you see my face, hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell. When you walk my way, hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you –

Naruto's thoughts were cut off by her ringing tone, signifying her doom, err – Kakashi's call. Touching the 'accept' on her phone screen, she signaled for the kid to stay still and quiet. Gulping once, she answered slowly.

"Hello?"

"Hello to you, too, Naruto! I've heard from your lovely secretary that once again you escaped from her evil * cough* lovely clutches, since she was busy fixing her computer and her phone. You would not know anything about that, would you?" Kakashi stated. She could just imagine his usual sickeningly smile plastered on his face.

"Uhh, "amidst the overwhelming panic, she thought quickly. "I just went out for awhile to buy a balloon?" Smacking her forehead for her stupid answer, a voice got her attention.

"You're too pretty for your intelligence, did God forget to put your brain?" the child from before taunted her.

Naruto lifted her index finger to her mouth, making shushing noises to shut up the child.

"Who's that with you Naruto? I'll have you know that Kiba and Lee are on their way to track you down." Another threat masked by his overly sweet voice.

Dear god, do you hate me that much?

Naruto mulled as she thought about the mentioned persons, they were the worst pair to track her down. They once destroyed a coffee shop, a trolley, a hotdog stand, a – you get the point. She was beyond traumatized by the two. Mother of all gods, did Kakashi hate her that much?

She needs to move, now.

"Is that so 'kashi? Uhh, gotta go!" Naruto stared at the ground for a second, and suddenly remembered that she the Itachi was still staring at her.

"Hey Itachi, let's call your dad. Here," She gave Itachi her phone, ignoring the fact that she should be hiding right now.

"Okay," the kid typed then called his dad, and based on the one-sided conversation she just heard it seemed like the kid will be fetched by his father after a few minutes.

Should Naruto wait for Itachi's father? Or will she start running now, knowing Kiba and Lee, they can be anywhere near her this moment.

"My father will be here shortly," the kid looked up to her then said, "…he said that you should wait for him, or else."

Or else?

What was she, his servant?

So, the kid's father was a right bastard.

"I want you to be here too when he comes," Itachi was using the most powerful weapon any child can use to an adult, the puppy-dog eyes. Damn it, one does not simply ignore it.

"Okay, but –

Her phone sung the pink panther's theme. Oh, bloody hell, no. That theme acted as her alarm for when Kiba or Lee called, they usually call Naruto to tell her she only has ten minutes until they reach her.

Run.

"Hey, kid. Can you say to your father that I can't meet him right now? I know, I told you I'd wait with you but you see, I'm kinda in a very very not good situation right no. So, uhh, tell your father to reserve his overwhelming gratitude towards the awesome me. BYE!"

Naruto ran as fast as she could to find a hiding place, disregarding the sudden shift of attention of the child when she started talking. It's too early to get caught, damn it!

Oblivious to her, a certain raven –haired man was walking towards their direction when she heard the call, it was the child's father. He was tall, and the way he moved was very graceful, like the air was gliding around his body to accommodate his presence alone. Itachi noticed his arrival just as Naruto was talking about not being in a good situation at all.

"Itachi," the man's voice was deep, and yet it exudes an alluring feel to the ears.

"Father."

The two pale skinned males stared at each other, then finally Itachi broke the contact and his father nodded. They were going to leave now and talk about what happened later, when they are home.

Oh well, Itachi's plans could wait.

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