Title: Lighten My Life.

Author: Minh

Disclaimer: If I owned them, I would never have to write the thing called "fanfiction"

Pairing: Naruto/Sasuke

Genres: SA, supernatural, romance, angst,…

Rating: K+

Summery: One night, Sasuke saved a wounded blond, also unintentionally clicked the button starting his destiny…

AN: I'm a Vietnamese, so English isn't my mother tongue. Hence, please forgive me if you find any mistakes, and I'll be very glad if you point them out to me. Thank you so much :D.

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CHAP 4

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"So… We meet again…"

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"That was close!"

Naruto says after jumping backwards, evading an elbow-thrusting from the seemingly fragile male.

"Why are you here?" Sasuke grinds his teeth, asking without facing his harasser.

The blonde just shrugs, steps to his desk to lean on it to totally face him now: "Konoha is mine, you know?"

Receiving a suspicious gaze from the smaller, he signs: "Don't tell me that you don't even know who your boss is."

After a very long time letting the information processed, to Naruto's surprise, the Uchiha turns on his heels and walks out.

"Hey, where are you going?" The tan one calls amazedly, but there is nothing responding back.

Why can that asshole be the CEO of Konoha? What the hell with this world? Sasuke wonders in shock while walking toward the door.

But at the precise moment his fingertips touch the doorknob, a big warm hand grabs them firmly from behind "What are you doing?"

Sasuke shivers unconsciously, the peppermint breath fondling his skin sends a chill down his spine. He tries to snatch his hand out but the other's hold is too strong and uncompromising. Finally, he gives up, glares the other through his shoulder, orders "Get off me!"

The man behind him lets out a low chuckle. He gets closer until his broad chest presses against the skinny back tightly, whispers dangerously: "Not so fast."

Then, he bends to his left ear, blows softly into it "Now, answer me."

Shikamaru's said that one of the advantages of Naruto helping him in being a boss is his voice. Unlike the other bosses liking to shout at their staffs, he hates talking loudly, at this point he is exactly the same with Sasuke. If Sasuke's voice is pure and glacial, showing his indifferent character, his is husky, warm, deep but always full of power. Just by hearing his tone, combine with his supercilious bearing, anyone can know he isn't a characterless person.

Yet now his famous voice is driving the raven crazy.

Sasuke raises his hand to cover the rousing mouth, by the way push wicked face far away a little, replies icily "I don't want to work here."

One of the golden brows goes up. Then, suddenly, Sasuke feels something soft and wet touch his hand. Jerking his hand back immediately, he throws a disgusting look to the latter.

Naruto laughs, finally releasing his hand, backing "So, Sasuke Uchiha, huh? Why don't you want to work here? Do you know how many people wishing to be my man?"

"So what?" The shorter man turns around, snapping back "Why don't you choose one of them to be in this position?"

"Because I don't like them." The bigger one says with provoking gesture "Don't ever think you can find another job if you step out of here. With a word of mine, nowhere will accept you, Baby."

The last word makes him frown, but after that a haft-smile is dragged up on his lips "Want to threaten me?"

"Hai, don't get me wrong, it's just the way I repay you."

Sasuke narrows his eyes "It's partiality!"

"So?" Naruto smacks his tongue "Who do you think can oppose me?"

The other purses "What are you? Dictator?"

"Maybe." The answer is unemotional.

Sasuke shakes his head discontentedly: "What else do you want to say? If not, I have to leave now."

The bronzed male eyes the opposite one in an unreadable glint. This look, normally, will make people confused or dispirited, but sadly, Sasuke isn't a normal person. He doesn't avoid it, he even stares back without hesitation. After a long eye-competition, suddenly, the golden-haired man bursts out a laugh. Ignoring the doubtful observation of his opponent, he approaches his desk, sits down and leans comfortably on the chair, after all raises his voice in an extremely angering tone:

"You are scared of me, aren't you?"

At first, Sasuke thinks it's something wrong with his ears. He asks back uncertainly "What have you said?"

The sitting man lights a cigarette, reaching a random paper on the desk, concluding indifferently: "I see, you're really scared of me."

This time, the raven knows he didn't mishear. The other still acts like nothing wrong, putting on his cigarette, gazing at the papers he's holding although he obviously doesn't know what he's reading. But then, all of a sudden, a delicate snow-white hand slaps the paper he's keeping hardly onto the desk, causing it to fall from his fingers to be crumpled under that palm.

"What the fuck makes you think that?" the question is as cold as ice.

The tanned man flicks his cigarette, replying calmly enough to irritate the standing one "Don't be hesitate, it's OK. There is no shame in being afraid of someone who influences on you."

Sasuke leans on his hands, talking back through his clenched teeth: " I Do Not Fear You!"

Naruto raises his head, recognizing how close their faces are now. The habitual smirk twitches on his mouth: "Really? Prove it!"

Sasuke scowls.

"Do you dare to be my secretary?" The blond props up his chin, his lips still draws a perfect scoundrel curve "It's alright if you leave now, it'll be our little secret."

The raven grinds his teeth, wanting to punch the haft smile off that face so deadly. But after all, he grunts: "Fine!"

The latter grins, leans back on his chair "Good, you can start your work right now."

The standing male hisses, straightens up. Subsequently, he bends down again unexpectedly to grasp his opponent's collar and drags him forwards, which surprises the other. He warns coldly, the opal pupils look directly into the sapphire ones: "If you touch me, I will castrate you!"

Naruto blinds. Their faces are so freaking close that their noses almost touch. Those thin pinky lips are as if attracting him. He clears his throat "Get it."

Sasuke screws up his eyes menacingly, afterwards releases the other, now his new boss, turns around to leave. But then he hears his name called so he turns his head, sees something flying to him therefore automatically raising his hands to catch it. It's a small loaf of bread packed in papered parcel. He peers at his new boss, who's standing behind his desk with his hand in his pants pocket: "What's this?"

"As I said before," Naruto responds unflinchingly, the cigarette's being kept between his lips now "skipping breakfast is not good for you…" He stops a little, let the caddish haft-smile appear on his face "Kitty."

Sasuke frowns. He grumbles something, but takes the bread anyway. After the other has left, Naruto turns to face the glass window, the sky out there is even not as blue as his irises. He sucks on his cigarette, breaths the smoke out. Vague smoke hovers on the glass then vanishes quickly, only the mint smell lefts. The fresh scent of herb land at the moment rain has recently stopped still remains. He smiles soothingly to the blurred refection of him in the window.

"What a beautiful day."

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It's near 7h when Sasuke comes back home. Right after locking the door, he collapses into his bed. Konoha is rather far from his house so he had to wake up early this morning to go to work, besides being busy all day makes him tired. But, honestly, except his pervert boss, this work isn't too bad. Thinking about the blond, he suddenly has a headache. Fortunately, that guy didn't do too intolerable things, basically because both of them were tied up today. Oddly enough, Sasuke can't understand why such a calm person as him could have lost himself because of some nonsensical teases. Furthermore, he remembers that last time that guy was seriously injured, why can he act so normal now? Has he healed completely? Although he's not a doctor, he still knows that it'll take several days for that kind of hurt to be healed. Therefore that is so strange! Sasuke puts his hand on his forehead, wondering to himself. Just at that moment, his cellphone rings, interrupting his thought. Stretching out his arm to take the noisy thing, the raven has a squint at the screen. It's Itachi.

"Yeah, Nii-chan?"

At the other side of the phone, a soft voice resounds. "Hello, baby brother. Are you busy? Am I bothering you?"

Sasuke's parents have gone in a car accident when he was just a little boy, left him to his brother. Itachi had to bring him up for about ten years. As a result of that, no matter how old he is and how weird his sibling is something, Itachi's always the most important person in his heart. Maybe he acts chilly with everyone, but with Itachi, he's extra patient. But now they are living apart. Itachi is a detective in Tokyo, too busy to come home, whereas his younger brother doesn't like noisy and hurried life in big city, so it's rare for them to meet each other.

"No, I'm free now." He answers "Hearing your voice pleases my so much! How is everything?"

"Good. I've just finished a case, strenuous a bit, but still fine."

"It sounds great! But don't overwork yourself."

"Sure." The older laughs "How about you? Have you found a new job?"

"Un… " Sasuke hums and haws, which his brother catches easily.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

He signs "Nothing…"

"Otouto, you can't lie to me."

"I know, but…" The younger rubs his temples, talking about that bastard really hurts his head "Don't worry, Nii-chan, I'm fine. Who do you think can touch me?"

"Right." The older signs "But if you need anything, tell me, OK?"

"OK." Sasuke smiles tenderly as his beloved brother can see. Suddenly a thought flashes upon him "Ah, Nii-chan!"

"Yes?"

"Can you investigate someone for me?"

"No sweat! Who?"

"Naruto Uzumaki."

"Alright." Itachi's silent a bit "… Who's this guy?"

Sasuke hesitates for a while, at last he says "… my boss…"

"Oh…"

"Don't ask!"

"I see…" The older responds understandingly "When will you need it?"

"As soon as possible."

"Kay. Do you need anything else?"

"No, just it."

"Alright. I'll do my best, don't worry. By the way, I miss you a lot Otouto. I'll come home soon!"

"Stop making promise, you said the same thing haft year ago!"

"Oh, really? Sorry!" Itachi laughs shyly "Ah I have to go now. I'll call you later."

"OK. Goodbye Nii-chan. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Otouto."

Sasuke puts the phone away, rolls over in the bed. Talking with Itachi always cheers up him much. He closes his eyes, feeling a wave of exhaustion hitting him. Thus he lets himself fall asleep, has entirely forgotten all his questions…

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Ring… Ring…

"Yes, it's Uzumaki's house."

"…"

"Ah, Gaara-san. Uzumaki-san isn't here. Do you want to leave any words?"

"…"

"That's true, but he's good now. We don't know where those men came from yet."

"…"

"Yeah, everything is fine. So don't worry Gaara–san."

"…"

"Ah, Gaara-san, he's been reborn, have you known that?"

"…"

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The next morning, when Sasuke arrives to Kohona, Naruto hasn't turned up yet. What an unruly guy, he thinks to himself while stepping into the CEO room. But at the second the door is opened, Sasuke recognizes there is someone there. It's a flaming-haired male, shorter than Naruto, seemingly about his height. He's turning his back to the door, gazing through the window, apparently unnoticed his appearance. The raven is astonished a bit, doesn't know how to react, eventually finds out his voice some time later "Excuse me…"

Hearing someone's voice, the redhead turns back. Now Sasuke can see the stranger's face. This guy's gesture is of the kind just by a quick glance, you will never forget. He has kohl-lined eyes and the Kanji character 'Love' tattooed on his forehead. His eyes are grass-green, and somehow, very special. Unlike Sasuke's, dark as the night sky, sharp, cold as a knife but extremely pure and attractive, those ones are unreadable, emotionless and vaguely merciless, making people shiver without coldness. The other observes him amazedly, slowly turning to curiously, next a creepy smile breaks his face, which puzzles Sasuke.

"You must be his new secretary." The redhead says too mildly "Come closer". For some unknown reasons, the raven obeys, closing the door behind and stepping inside, even eyeing the man cautiously.

The stranger rubs his chin "Not bad. No, actually, you're truly pretty." These comments are shocking, but the next sentence even shocks Sasuke more "Maybe that's why he chose you to be his next whore."

The dark-eyed male freezes. Those harsh words come out totally matter-of-factly, as if they are compliments, not offences. Sasuke knits his brown, asks unexpectedly calmly "Who are you?"

The latter shrugs, his tone is placid, also deceptively gentle…

"I'm his lover."

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~ TBC ~

Ps: It's deadly slow and short, I know, so sorry . Many thank to all my reviewers, thank u a lot :x ^^