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Chapter 1

The sun's cheerful rays peeped through pregnant white clouds creating a warm, bright morning. A cool breeze gently blew from the north, rustling dry leaves lingering on the ground and those still perched on trees. They, the leaves, were gloriously painted in colours of red and yellow and contributed immensely to the autumn atmosphere. Ah, what peace….

Yeah right. "I am going to be late! The last thing I need is that devil of a boss to catch me being late for work!" Naruto shouted while increasing his speed as he ran to the Sakai Train Station clutching tightly to his leather briefcase and coat. He cared not for the innocent people he bounced into and trampled on as he got out his train pass. He had to get to work on time and that was all that mattered. Well, so much for that peace.

Thirty minutes later found Naruto catching his breath in front of his boss's office with his suit slightly askew. But hey, at least he was on time. Anybody would know better than to come late to work while working for Asa Pharmaceuticals Corporation; much less if you were working as the boss's personal secretary. Hurriedly, Naruto fixed his clothes and knocked briefly on the mahogany door sporting a golden plate stating 'Kakashi Hatake- A.P.C's CEO'. After a deep 'come in', Naruto entered the office cautiously. The other thing that was worrisome was his boss's bastardly ways. It was as if messing with him was his own personal stress reliever. If you asked Naruto, he would tell you that he thought that Kakashi had more than enough stress relievers, if you know what he meant.

The office was darkened due to the deep sea blue drapes being drawn. A single dull lamp stood on the large oak desk at the centre of the room. Behind the desk sat the devil, Kakashi Hatake, with an air of majesty and an arrogant smirk. Well he couldn't see his lips due to it being covered by a fashionable dark scarf but knowing Kakashi for four years, the young man knew when he was being a butt. His boss also wore on an eye patch on his right eye. Weird, but he was the boss not him.

Honestly, the guy was handsome, striking, dashing, whatever one wanted to call him. With his smoky gray eyes that matched the colour of his hair, and his mysterious aura, he had girls at his beck and call. But Naruto knew his damning personality, a cynical man with too much of a sense of humour. Sometimes he thought that it was really a misfortune that he had to work under this man. However, despite all the grievances he felt, he held only utmost respect for this man which gave him an opportunity to be independent in society.

"You do know that you're a few seconds late, right?" the baritone voice echoed throughout the office with a pinch of amusement in it.

"Yeah, but I entered the company on time so you can't fire me, Kakashi," irritation laced Naruto's voice as he briskly walked to the drapes and roughly pulled them open. Bright light flooded into the office and as Naruto suspected, Kakashi groaned and shielded his eyes. He grinned in silent pleasure. Of course, Kakashi had too much of a fun night last night.

"Well, well, someone just doesn't learn. What did I tell you about drinking and partying on a Sunday night? You damn well know you have work early on a Monday morning. What can I say, Kakashi, you just can't teach an old dog new tricks," he lectured, sounding more like a mother than a secretary. This familiar relationship between boss and employee was formed from their four years together and their cordial compatibility. Of course, Naruto could not be this familiar in front of his superiors.

"Whatever. Suck it up because at 9:30a.m, you have an important meeting with the branch members in Kyoto to discuss the new products being created and the sales for the past month. Unfortunately, you cannot skip this meeting and I cannot go in your stead because believe it or not, I have work to do. I have already prepared the materials for the presentation so all that's left is you," Naruto frowned.

With a sigh, he reached into his briefcase and pulled out a bottle of water and painkillers. He gave them to Kakashi. How could he allow his boss to go to present data with a hangover (as much as he deserved it)? Kakashi took them gratefully. Naruto was too nice for his own good. He stepped back outside of Kakashi's office and placed his things in his own office located in front of his boss's. After a few minutes of taking calls and rearranging Kakashi's schedule, he went to find the devil. To his relief he was back in tip top shape.

"Okay, the car is now here to escort you to the meeting. Don't mess up just because I'm not there," he grinned.

"Oh please, you think too much of yourself. I will not be returning to the office for the day so feel free to leave at the end of normal work hours," Kakashi ruffled the tanned young man's blonde hair affectionately before he began to walk towards the elevator. Before Naruto could insist on walking him out, he called over his shoulders, "And try to get laid once in a while, would you?"

Naruto began to sputter indigently. Many of the other workers turned to look at Naruto in amusement. Yep, Kakashi was an ass.

Turning around, Naruto re-entered his office and closed his door. Well, he might as well just forget about his stupid boss and his sex life cracks. Contrary to popular belief, he had a healthy sex life. It was just that he did not broadcast it worldwide. After all, it was a private matter. He was a good looking guy so girls often came around. Some nights he had it rough; some, he liked it wild. Well if he thought about it, it was the same thing. Ah, since he was leaving early today, maybe he could pick up a girl from the corner and maybe a box of condoms. Hey, safety always came first.

But for now, he focused his mind and began to finish his day's paper work.

XOXO XOXO

Sasuke sighed as he entered his penthouse at the break of dawn. Even he had to admit that it was a little too big for just him but he was not inclined to search for a new one. Silently, he shed his heavy coat and left it on the ground. Disgust curled on his lips as he stared at the slight blood that dripped from it. Without further a due, he shed the rest of his clothes but not before carefully putting down his shoulder holster with his two guns in it. Just then, the maid walked in. She took one look at him, squeaked, and then turned to walk back out.

Sasuke, too irritated to play games, stated in a cold voice, "Where the fuck are you going? Bring your ass back here and do your goddamn job." He was by no means abashed by his naked appearance.

Fear shone on the unnamed maid's face. She knew exactly what a dangerous man Uchiha was and was in no hurry to get on his wrong side. But she could not help but blush and avert her eyes from the porcelain and well sculpted body that stood before her. What she would have given to get a piece of that hot ass but she knew her boundaries. Taking out gloves, she quickly put them on then proceeded to pick up the dirty clothes that lay on the floor. After she put them in a basket, she cleaned the floor with bleach thoroughly.

By the time she was done, she realized that Uchiha had long gone to take his bath. A little saddened, she took the clothes and left.

In the shower, Sasuke had the water at its hottest. He wanted to wash away his fatigue and muscle aches. He had spent the entire night fighting and wiping his office at Kyushu clean of the germs and parasites called Tornado. When he arrived at Kyushu, the guys had the gall to give him a warm welcome as if he was the type of man to comply with their wishes of surrendering and giving them five million yen. Well, they had another thing coming.

Sasuke wasted no time in pulling out his Glock G17 and shooting the so-called leader in the head. Well, that gave them the message that they were not cooperating. A shootout commenced and it showed how much of amateurs these 'Tornado chips' were. Most of their shots were off-target and the few that were on were expertly dodge by his men and him. It was a sad show that ended only thirty minutes after it began. No man was spared.

After the disappointing performance, Sasuke called to find out the progress his other twenty had made in finding the pathetic gang's other hideouts. Three were already found and annihilated. They were then heading to the fourth and last one in Himeji. It was a damn long drive from Kyushu but another long one wasn't going to cost him much more. He ordered them to be on stand-by until he had arrived.

He reached Himeji in two hours flat, driving at top speed. He met with the group at the back of the hideout. It was only five of them since the group of twenty had divided into four groups to tackle the other bases. He only took Jurou with him and left the rest of the bodyguards in the cars. When they had finally burst into the hideout, there were only about fifteen men. The others were obviously informed of the attack and escaped. Damn! In his fury, he did not bother to use his guns but instead, he took out his six-inch knife and began slicing those that came running toward him. One persistent one got him irritated enough to hold him in a headlock and slowly slit his throat. It satisfied him when he heard the poor bastard gurgled and choked on his own blood before kicking the bucket.

That was how all the blood found its way on him. However, what disturbed him as he searched around the hideout for any clues as to where the survivors had escaped was the letter he found. It said,

I am certain that it is you who are reading this, Uchiha. You have done a great job in attacking the Tornados. Well, I did warn them that they were doing something stupid when they challenged you like that. But you know youths; they think they are invincible until you knock them off their high horse. But then again, if they did not do that, I would not have gotten to see you perform at your best. Oh, your swift and agile movements as you ended many lives just brought shivers down my spine. As a reward for entertaining me I would tell you something good. You see the gang Tornados? They were just the beginning. They were the lowest in the organization that was formed recently with the sole purpose of taking you down. That's right; this was just the start of a big plan to take you and your group down. So be on the lookout for more attacks from us. Right now, we are nameless but you should not take us lightly. Well, I should not even be telling you this but, I thought I would help you out before you fall into the big pit of despair.

Until we meet,

Your admirer.

He frowned as the jets of water washed away the soap on his body. As sick as the person who wrote the letter sounded, this was a serious matter. Of course, he did not tell his men of his findings as they returned to Kyoto. He was going to do his own research and diggings before he brought this matter to the old man. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feel of the water trickling down his spine. It felt great.

These guys obviously did not know who they were dealing with. His organization owned almost 65% of Japan. They would crush all those who stood in their way. Their influence also extended to Europe and the United States. Yet, whoever this organization was, it was not to be taken lightly. Tomorrow he would visit his informant, Hatake and get so more info. He better not be busy.

Nevertheless in his chest, he could not control the excitement, anticipation that steadily built until it echoed in his eyes as he opened it. His face was still a cold mask however his eyes were a smouldering dark gray. He was born for danger, lived for danger. The past few days had been goddamn boring. This new organization better be as entertaining as they were making themselves out to be.

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