.:I Want To Get In Your Genes:.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
AN: Told you that the chapters would be short. Let's get this over with soon.
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Chapter Two
Uzumaki Have My Baby
Naruto crouched behind a bench at a bus stop, gazing through the lens of his camera as Uchiha Sasuke stepped out of the building and into the light of the setting sun, bathing him in its orange glow. Naruto snapped a shot. He looked past the camera and watched Sasuke get into the black Sedan. This was the second week he was following Sasuke around, taking pictures of him doing mundane things such as eat alone at a restaurant, or work out in a high end gym, or go home to his ridiculous-seized mansion. And everyday was a pattern, too. Mondays, Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays and Sundays, he went straight home and never leaves the house for the rest of the night. Wednesdays he eats at the same restaurant and orders the same thing off the menu, and then on Fridays he does cardio in the gym.
"It's as if…he knows I'm following him…" Naruto muttered to himself, ducking behind the bus bench when the Sedan pulled on to the street and headed off in the usual direction to Sasuke's manor. It was Sunday after all. Standing up, Naruto stretched his back and cracked his neck, letting the camera hang from its strap around his neck.
He returned to the office and placed the camera on his desk, slumping back in his chair. "Frickin' a…" he muttered, rubbing his hands over his face. When he opened his eyes again, Tsunade was standing outside his cubicle, leaning over the wall with a dark brown ceramic mug extended towards him.
"Irish coffee?" she asked with a sympathetic smile.
Naruto took it, grinning appreciatively. He took a sip and sighed as the aroma and taste made his stomach quiver with delight. He glanced down at his shaky reflection in the drink and sighed. "This guys a blank book; I can't get a thing on him. He has the same routine every week."
Tsunade pouted and looked as though she were about to say something, but Naruto's cell phone started ringing and she remained silent while he answered it.
Picking his phone up off his desk, he looked at the unknown number wearily before answering. "Uzumaki speaking," he said.
"I got concerned when you didn't follow me home today. Have you finally given up?" A dark voice said from the other end.
Naruto's eyes widened and he set down the mug on his desk. "How did you get this number?" He looked at Tsunade in panic, who in return leaned closer to try and hear what was being said.
"Please don't ask stupid questions; I thought you were a better journalist than that." Uchiha Sasuke said, his smirk evident.
Naruto pressed his lips together in a tight line. Of course the Uchiha would be able to get access to his cell phone through a number of ways. "What do you want? Aren't you happy that I didn't follow you?"
"Always asking questions," Sasuke sighed. "Are you alone?"
Naruto looked at Tsunade. "Yes, I'm alone."
"Don't lie to me, Uzumaki."
A shiver ran down Naruto's spine at the way Sasuke said his name. "M-my boss is with me."
Tsunade smacked her forehead, mentally cursing Naruto out for telling the person on the phone who she was.
"Listen carefully, Uzumaki. I'll give you your interview. Come down to Uchiha Corp in ten minutes. Don't write that down; don't tell anyone where you're going. Got that?"
Naruto's eyes darted to Tsunade and then to his notepad and pen on his desk.
As if Sasuke knew exactly what he was thinking, he said, "Tell your boss, or anybody for that matter, and I'll personally see to their extinction."
"You're sick!" Naruto whined.
"Say, 'I'll remember that next time,' and hang up. Don't screw this up Naruto. I'll be waiting for you."
Naruto sighed and found that saying the line came out a lot smoother and natural than he had expected. "I'll remember that next time," he said and pulled the phone away from his ear, pressing the end button.
"Was that Uchiha?" Tsunade asked with wide eyes.
"No," Naruto lied. "One of his secretaries or whatever. He was telling me that he knew I was following them and asked me to stop." He sighed once more and leaned back in his chair. "This whole story is becoming one big pain in the ass; I'm ready to call it quits and write a passive-aggressive article about that place."
Tsunade made a face between relief and annoyance, as though she was glad that Naruto was backing down, but at the same time pissed off that she wasn't getting the story she wanted. "That's fine." She didn't sound fine. "Where are you heading from here?"
"Home," Naruto said, yawning and stretching out his back. "You gave me tomorrow off, so I'm just going to laze about in my bed for the next thirty-something hours."
"That sounds good," Tsunade forced a smile and told Naruto good night before retreating to her own personal office.
Naruto lounged in his chair for another five minutes before getting up and gathering his things like he always did at the end of the day. He strolled out of the building like he did at the end of every day and got on the train that let him off two blocks from the Uchiha building. He was eight minutes late by the time he reached the building, entering the marble corridor that wasn't as bright now that the sun was hiding behind other office buildings.
None of the three receptionists were behind the desk, making Naruto think that everyone who worked here had gone home. Though, when Naruto had been staking this place out for the past two weeks, he never once saw anyone enter or leave the building other than Uchiha Sasuke. It was like this wasn't even a real corporation…this was all some joke.
"Your late," a familiar voice said, and Naruto glared at Uchiha Sasuke as he descended the flight of stairs opposite of the ones Naruto had gone up last time he was here. "I was expecting you to be on time considering how badly you wanted this interview before."
Naruto narrowed his eyes at the young president. He never recalled being that forward about interrogating him.
"Follow me," Sasuke said, continuing on his path off the stairs and to the left of the marble corridor. A door that sat wedged between two large book cases was opened by one of the carbon copy men and Sasuke stepped through, Naruto jogging after him. The room they stepped into was dimly lit, and the door closed behind them.
He glanced over his shoulder, feeling a sudden sense of dread. In doing so, he realized that he was in an elevator and Sasuke pushed one of the buttons. Naruto's stomach lurched at the speed of the elevator as it practically fell down the elevator shaft and then stopped suddenly. Teeth clenched, he looked at Sasuke with wide eyes, but the Uchiha seemed unaffected by the drop. He stepped out of the elevator into a dark room and turned on the light switch. The overhead lights hummed as the room was flooded with a white light.
"What the hell, this is like some bad secret agent movie." Naruto groaned, following Sasuke through the short bookcases that turned the room into a maze.
"I can see why you would think that." Sasuke said. "I started this business in this time to get ahead in the cryogenics and DNA preservation monopoly in the future. This time period uses the best technique for selective breeding."
Naruto looked at him oddly, guessing that the interview was starting now, and it was going to consist of Sasuke doing all the talking. Though what he was saying sounded weird.
"My brother, Uchiha Itachi, studied cryogenics. He used my mother and father as lab rats and they died being exposed to the extreme temperature. He later died by performing the exact same experiment on himself. You see, we lost the cryogenic edification during World War IV." Sasuke turned to look at Naruto.
Naruto let out a laugh. "Look, if you're not going to take this seriously, don't waste my time." Uchiha Sasuke was just making fun of him now. But…if he was making fun of him, then why did he look so serious?
"It's not my intention to waste your time," Sasuke said with a slight smirk. "You think I'm lying; that's understandable. May I at least finish my story?"
Naruto didn't know if he wanted to punch the Uchiha or allow him to continue. He looked off to the side, over the rows of bookcases, and Sasuke carried on with what he was saying earlier.
"Cryogenics is not the only thing we lost through times of war and take over, no. Genes, we lost many genes. Some went extinct, others are endangered. Women, being one of those endangered." Sasuke looked at Naruto, who was running his hands over the binds of the books on the shelves, looking around aimlessly. He could tell that the other man was listening, though. "Through the abuse of selective breeding, countries became obsessed with making more men, more soldiers. So not many women were born, and they began to die out. Now all the women that are around are saved for higher corporate beings to produce an heir."
"Such as yourself?" Naruto asked, tilting his head to the left and raising his eyebrows expectantly.
Sasuke gazed back into his dull blue eyes. "Such as myself, yes. I have a young lady back home waiting to carry my child. But there's something else I want for my child."
Naruto glanced down at the book shelves again. As interesting as this all was, he was sure he couldn't use it in an article. If he was ever able to write the article, that is. If Sasuke was telling him all of this, was it possible that he was never going to be able to leave this place? Was he going to die with this bogus story?
"I want your genes, Uzumaki Naruto." Sasuke said, turning to face Naruto completely.
The other man nodded absentmindedly and continued his trek through the bookshelves. When Sasuke said nothing more, Naruto halted and looked at him with comically wide eyes. "What?"
"Red heads and blonds are extinct in my time. Now that war is over, society is focusing on rebuilding the gene pool, but we're missing red heads and blonds. Your father, Minato Namikaze, was a blond, and your mother, Kushina Uzumaki, was a red head. You have both those genes inside you. I want to mix your DNA with mine and have a baby." The reaction Sasuke received wasn't exactly what he'd been expecting.
"HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! You have gotta be kidding me! Haha, Uchiha, you are such a crazy fuck! Ohmigod! My sides hurt from laughing so hard! Hehe!" Naruto wiped away the tears that had formed in his eyes and he grinned at the corporate president. "What the hell, Uchiha? You're high, aren't you?" He laughed some more, but it quickly died down when Sasuke stared at him blankly. "What, are you serious?"
"Completely," Sasuke nodded.
Naruto let out another string of chuckles. "Uchiha, if you're gay for me you can just say it."
"I'm gay in general," Sasuke shrugged. "But I do fancy you the most. I came back from the year thirty-twelve to find someone with your genes. I like what I see in you and I want to make a baby with you."
Naruto looked away for a few minutes, trying to find the right words to say. "Look…Sasuke." He shook his head. "You're insane. You need to seek mental help. And I don't understand what kind of company you're running here, but its all way over my head and I think I should pretend I never set foot in here."
"I can prove to you that I'm telling the truth."
Blue eyes gauged Sasuke's earnest expression. He seemed desperate to make Naruto believe his silly fairy tale. "Oh yeah? How?"
Without saying another word, Sasuke grabbed Naruto by his left wrist and pulled him through the maze of bookcases before he came to a tall one on the wall. He pulled out a thick blue one, allowing it to drop on the floor, and reached into the space, pressing a button that was on the back of the shelf.
"Jeezus!" Naruto gasped when the bookcase in front of him shot outward and then quickly slid to the right, revealing another cramped room that had a circular pad on the floor.
Sasuke shoved Naruto inside and began punching in some numbers on an electronic dial. "We're going to my time." He announced as a low whirring sound emitted from platform they were standing on. He wrapped his arms around Naruto's shoulders and pulled him close against his body so that they were standing together in the middle.
"Your what?" Naruto gasped at the strong arms around him. He would have pushed away, but a blinding blue light shot up from underneath the platform and he instinctively shut his eyes and grabbed onto Sasuke's shirt. The room filled with a loud roaring that made Naruto feel like he was laying down next the rail road tracks while a train zoomed by at full speed. And then it was suddenly all over and the urge to vomit made Naruto pushed Sasuke away and collapse onto his hands and knees on the floor.
A metal bucket with a plastic bag lining the inside was pushed under his face, and before he could look up to see who put it there, he released the contents of his stomach into the bin. A hand rubbed his back gentle, but it didn't help in the least.
"Get him some water," he heard Sasuke tell someone and Naruto suddenly felt ashamed for throwing up in front of a stranger.
"Wha…what the hell was that?" Naruto cried into the bucket, turning his head to glare at the Uchiha kneeling next to him.
"That was a time machine: it transports the particles of your body from one instant in time to another. It takes the body some getting used to." Sasuke explained, never once ceasing in rubbing Naruto's back soothingly.
"That's insane…you must have done something weird to me…stop joking around! This isn't funny anymore!" Naruto groaned and turned back to the bucket, feeling the need to throw up again.
"Uchiha-sama," an unfamiliar voice said.
"Thank you," Sasuke said.
Something cold pressed against the back of Naruto's neck, and then moved to his left cheek, then his forehead. He sat back and narrowed his eyes at the silver water thermos with a black screw cap.
"Drink some," Sasuke said, unscrewing the cap and handing it to Naruto.
Naruto hissed; it was icy to the touch. His face and neck must be burning up because it didn't feel this cold when it touched him before. He took a sip and found that the water was a regular, refrigerated temperature. And it tasted strange. He grimaced and pulled the bottle away.
"Do you not like store bought water?" Sasuke asked, gauging Naruto's face.
"I don't think the water we have now tastes the same as it did back in his time." The other man in the room said.
Naruto nodded in agreement. "It tastes funny…almost too sweet. And unnatural," he mumbled, turning his head to look at a man with tall, silver hair and a dark blue mask pulled over his mouth and nose area. He was wearing what looked like a windbreaker, with large, diamond-shaped snaps on the front.
"I'm Hatake Kakashi, Sasuke-sama's personal assistant." The man said with what Naruto figured to be a smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Naruto-san. Welcome to the year thirty-twelve."
Naruto glared at Kakashi. So this guy was in on it too? He stood up, his legs slightly wobbly. "This isn't funny anymore!" he repeated from earlier. "Let me go home."
"You just got here," Sasuke said quietly. He wrapped his arms around Naruto's chest from behind, frowning when the blond stiffened in his hold. "Now that you're here, I might as well get your sperm so that it can go through the selective procedure with my own, and we can have a baby."
Naruto twisted out of Sasuke's hold, clutching his stomach as he did so. His back collided with the wall and he stared in panic at the two men before him. "Stop joking about that! Go have a baby with someone else!"
Sasuke smirked, making Naruto feel even more uneasy. "Don't be absurd, Naruto. I want your genes in my kid. And what an Uchiha wants, and Uchiha gets."
Let's just cut it there for now.
You guys asked for a speedy update and there it is. This story will be over before you know it (haven't I said that before…?).