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"..." Naruto was torn between screaming his heart out, or just letting go of his sanity. After all, half of his brain seemed half between fox-like and half idiotic. Maybe a bit of both.

He clutched his head, feeling so mentally hurt at the moment. The teme...his boss? Could he even?

'Oh, god! Not another f#%$ing flashback!' Naruto thinks, his head spinning in circles.

FLASHBACK START!

"S - Sakura-chan?" Naruto asked, standing in front of the love of his life. Ever since they were in elementary, he'd hoped he could confess his true feelings after all of these years. They weren't fake, and he loved the cherry blossom with all of his heart. Which is why he's holding a love letter in his hand, along with a bouquet of sakura. Fitting, as the symbolism behind the name was also his best friend

"What do you want, you baka?" She huffed, crossing her arms. Naruto blushed, looking down, and holding onto her hand.

"Er, I was thinking, maybe you and I could-" Before he could even get another word in edgewise, someone had to conveniently walk down the school hallway to their locker. And that caught Sakura's undivided attention. Once she saw who it was, she squealed excitedly. She waved to him in high hopes. He didn't, though.

"SASUKE-KUN!" Shoving Naruto off of her, she sped at the speed of light over to the number one

He shrugged her off his shoulders, looking to the side. Naruto clenched his fist in fury, and gritted his teeth.

"Oi, Sasuke!" Naruto shouts, pointing an accusing finger at him, "let her go!" He pumped a fist in the air. Sasuke snorted, turning his back on the both of them once he grabbed his binder and bookbag.

"You're such a loser, Naruto."

FLASHBACK END

Naruto's big blue eyes widen at the memory of his freshman years. 'No,' he told himself. 'Can't think about that now. Anyway, why would I choose that prick over the best ramen stand in town? I'd pick Icharaku's any given day. I'd bet my life on it!'

Reading the back of it, feeling ecstatic, he sees all of the job requirements and everything. He blinks. Once. Thrice.

"Nuh uh," he whispers, shaking his head. No, it just can't be true! It just...CAN'T! There's no frickin' way he's seeing what he's seeing right now!

'Administer now as an Uchiha spokesperson and/or assistant! Vote for Uchiha & Co. for a limited time only! Not available outside of the Fire Country.

Hourly pay salary: 100,000,000 ryo

As an applicant: you're required to:

- Wear professional/presentable clothing (Blazers/Tuxedos an all the like are alright. Wear a bowtie, and a bowler. Spray cologne on to smell right. And shower daily so you won't stink up the whole 5th floor. Like, seriously, don't be a Suigetsu. He sucks, just don't tell him I said that lol)

- Be somewhat sociable (You will be presenting/talking to other people on stage on behalf of the company. Spread the word of the Uchiha corporation, and smile. If they're bein' a bitch, smile anyway! Otherwise you'll be fired for life)

- Know your knowledge of the area. (You will be talking to other spokespeople who also represent their own companies. Like a conman in one of those kickass shows, you must try to win them over. By stating the benefits of them serving our company, and vice versa.)

- Work for THE Sasuke Uchiha (Whatever he wants you to do, do it. It is your job to serve him out of your open office hours. If you're not working on slide shows of any sort, then you'll be serving him coffee/tea. Personally, I try to get in the pants, but eh. He's so asexual these days...I swear. Hell, I'm not even supposed to write this. Doin' it anyway, 'cuz fuck it!)

- Interview for your employer, Itachi Uchiha (He will ask you questions, and you will answer them to the best of your ability. Do your research well, and once you're applied, it will take about a 42 hour wait for them to accept you or not. Yeah, it's boring as hell. But the wait is effing worth it!)

Written, by yours truly,

Karin Uzumaki

P.S. I LOVE YOU SASUKE-KUN! You're really sexy. Even if I die, you'll always be in my heart forever XD

'I'm in!'

Itachi was waiting by his foolish little brother's building. Holding one of the applicant's file in his hands, he waited for Naruto Uzumaki. Looking at his watch, he realized the blond brat had wasted fifteen minutes of his time. He sighed, and tapped his foot impatiently.

'Where is he?' He thinks, activating his Magekyou Sharingan and looking around for any chakra signature. None. Not yet, anyway.

He hears footsteps walking closer from somewhere, and turns around. He's face to face with a blonde boy; who's just a few inches shorter than him. He frowned, and his eyes turned back to black.

"Hehe, sorry it took so long! See, I got lost on the road of life and -" Itachi held up a hand to stop him midsentence.

"Save it, boy. Let's begin our interview inside." He opens the door for Naruto and walks behind him. In silence, they walk over to a nearby table. Looking around, Naruto awes at how massive this place really is. The ceiling was raised high, and a diamond chandelier hung over them. The room was sleek, and modern-looking. There were hints of black, grey, white, and beige. The floor was tiled with marble. Even walking around was like a killer eyesore. The two sit opposite each other.

Naruto smiles at him, and Itachi smiles; if only a little forced. He lays out the resume between them immediatedly.

"So, my name is Itachi Uchiha. I am Sasuke Uchiha's big brother. Why don't you tell me your ambitions, your likes or dislikes." He holds out a hand to shake. Naruto shakes it wildly.

"Name's Naruto Uzumaki! Buh-lieve it, 'tebayo! My dream is to become better than the teme! I like ramen, especially if it's Icharaku! I dislike..." He scrunches up his face, and sticks out his tongue, "that teme!" Itachi nods, and accepts his ID card. "Your picture..." Itachi chuckles into his hand. "how old were you when you took this?" He says in an amused voice. He looks up at Naruto again with a smirk.

"I was...twelve years old! Yep! I pulled a prank on the Old Man. On the hokage's head, I spray-painted graffiti on their faces!" He says, snickering.

Trying his damnedest to suppress his laugh, Itachi accidentally let it out loud. He doubled over, laughing madly.

He wipes tears from his eyes once he's recovered. "I...I see. W - well..." He clears his throat. "Ahem, next question."

"You're doing great, Kit! He likes you already. Even if you don't get the job, at least you've got him." Naruto blushes, and looks at anywhere but Itachi.

The Uchiha nods here and there, writing notes on his paper clipboard. From under his cloak, he brings out a pair of glasses. Turning away, he plops eyedrops in his eye. "Excuse me..." he says softly, "I apologize for that. But, it needed to be done. See, us Uchihas are known not to see very well. At birth, we can go blind forever. It's a common birth defect in our clan. I'm lucky to see you right now."

"O - Okay." Naruto says, laughing nervously. 'Uh, that's...random. Anyway. Think, Naruto, think! I did my research, didn't I?'

"Uh, oh! You also, uh, inherit a special trait or somethin'. Like, if I remember correctly, your clan rivaled the Hyuuga clan. Centuries ago, you guys had your fire style jutsus, and the other water. But, that was, like, ancient history!" He puffs his chest out proudly.

"Ah, very good." Itachi smiles, writing another note on the document. "Yes, both of our clans have had bad blood against each other for hundreds and hundreds of years. Especially since the Nine-Tails Attack. It was a dark, dark time. Everyone hated each other, pointed fingers at the wrong person. Eventually, wars broke out over the clan over who gets the power or whatnot. Thank goodness it's all over." Itachi says.

"Man, that sucks." Naruto says sadly, looking down at his lap; head low. Itachi nods, shuffling his papers.

"So. Have you ever worked with this medium before?

"Always a first time for everything!" Naruto cheers, leaning back against the chair and smiling lazily. He had his arms behind his head.

"I like your spirit. Useful for someone such as yourself," Itachi simpered, peering at him over his glasses. Naruto nodded excitedly, playing with the hem of his business suit. He wasn't exactly loving it. But, if it meant he had food, water, and shelter he'd do just about anything! Believe it!

"Heh he."

"Alright, next question. What are your...abilities. You know, as in, your blood. What clan does it originate from?" Itachi asked, looking down at the boy.

"Eh to...what?" Naruto tilts his head, in total confusion.

"Your blood. While it is rare, Japanese descendants have ancestors from ninjas. Those shinobi had powers, that no normal Japanese man has. It's uncommon, but there's a 10 in a 20 chance that you're one of them. I want to know if it's possible if you're one of them."

"Well...uh. I'm an orphan, I lived with my godparents my whole life. I don't know anything about them..." He thinks, remembering his lonely days at the orphanage when no one had wanted him. But, then he was needed one day by Jiraiya and Tsunade-sannins. Ever since, he never knew about his parents, except for his mother's surname: Uzumaki.

The Old Man hokage was very secretive about this kind of stuff.

So, he says just that.

"Interesting. The jinchuuriki clan full of redheaded women? Depending on your family, there are certain bloodline limits or certain traits passed down from your clan. These are genetic, and a nin can use these powers to their advantage. For example, mine is the Sharingan. I can activate it however I wish. If I overuse it, for example, then my eyes will bleed, and I will lose eyesight to the point of blindness. See, there are pros and cons to these."

His closed his eye and opened it again to show a now red eye with symbols. He blinked again and it turned back to black.

Naruto watched this with awe, and suddenly had a light bulb went off in his head.

"YATTA! Amazing! It's so cool! I wanna do it, too!" He says, forgetting about the interview entirely. Itachi cleared his throat.

"Ahem."

"I said, IF you're an Uchiha. You're an Uzumaki; that's entirely different, Uzumaki-san." Itachi says nonchalantly.

"Aww, no fair." Naruto mumbled . "I wish I had something badass like that. Like, imagine Naruto Uzumaki, kicking bad guy butt! That would be hella AMAZING!" Itachi sighed, and facepalmed. This was REALLY getting out of hand.

"No, you cannot use it on civilians. That's why it's kept as classified information. If word leaked out of hidden ninjas of the Leaf, then terrible things could happen. The media would know, and that's the last thing us higher-ups want." Naruto muttered something about how lame that was, and Itachi started again on the interview.

"Now, if my brother accepts you, your two coworkers will be Hatake Kakashi," He holds out an ID picture of a grey-haired man with a mask covering half of his face. "And Sakura Haruno," The other ID picture shows a pinkette woman with short hair and green eyes. She smiles at the camera with a blush on her face.

'Woah, that's...' Naruto thinks, eyes widening comically.

"Looks like your girlfriend to me, Kit." Kurama

'Shut up! That was a long time ago! Besides, we're just...'

"'friends.'"

"Feel free to contact them if you so wish."

Itachi skims through his paperwork and pulls out a sticky note with a ballpoint pen.

"Now, if I wanted to call you, perhaps, what is your number?" Itachi asks, eyes snapping at Naruto. The blonde flinched.

"Uh... 935-666-2874." (not an actual number, if I recall) Itachi nods, and writes it down with a scrawl.

"And your address?"

Naruto sputtered on his macchiato.

"I don't..."

'Crap! I slipped up! Can't let it show, though!'

"...live in the area! YEAH! See, I, uh, I'm not exactly a city man by any means! Just a guy getting by in the countryside, y'know?" He was noticably sweating, Itachi noted. Must be because of how hot it was in here. Thinking nothing of it, he nodded.

"Good save, Kit. Gotta be careful, though. Could've been caught, you know." Naruto grits his teeth.

"I...see." Itachi says, and stands up, packing his papers into his bookbag. "Well, I think that about clears up for today. Unless you have any questions of the sort, or any specific information to tell me, we are all done. My brother will look into this himself and we shall see how that goes." Naruto stands up, too. And shakes their hands.

"Thank you for talking with me, Uzumaki-san. Our company will email your schedule and whatnot once my brother accepts you. Goodbye." The blonde closes the door from behind him and slumps down.

He did it.

Sorry about the flashback! I wrote a seperate one on another site, so it's added in this chapter as well as a refresher. P. S. Sorry for the wait! It's been busy lately with work and all that. Anyway.

Thank you so much for taking the time to read this. It means a lot to me, as a writer :D

Will keep all of you updated soon, so stay tuned until then! I bid adieu.