Warnings: Foul language, sexual innuendoes, violence.

Disclaimer: see last chapter's disclaimer

Gullible Blondes

Naruto glared determinedly at the twin doors that marked the entrance of the store Root, shooing away memories of a slightly malnourished, but kind and welcoming family along with the ever-present image of home cooked ramen.

'…ramen…mnn..'

No! Naruto had no time to think of the tangy broth and perfectly cooked noodles that were hard enough to hold with chopsticks and not break in two, yet soft enough to melt in his mouth. He had an objective dammit!

'Collect money, leave, give to Sasuke…. Collect money, leave, give to Sasuke…Collect-'

Naruto took a deep breath, slowly expelling it from his body as he cautiously took a step inside the store.

. . .

"Where's the money dobe?"

Naruto bit the inside of his cheek, unable to stare directly at the onyx eyed man; instead he focused his eyes on the hardwood floor.

"Naruto."

Normally the blonde loved how his name sounded when Sasuke said it, but now he wished the man would say anything but his name.

"Naruto."

The voice was getting closer, more demanding. The blonde looked up.

Sasuke was now only a foot away from him, his face showing slight irritation.

"Next week." The blonde mumbled.

"What?"

The blonde gathered his courage and stared directly into the eyes of the other man. "Next week. The owner will pay his dues next week."

Sasuke turned, lighting a cigarette. "I see."

"I see?" Naruto questioned, he thought Sasuke would be angrier; he had been ready to die.

"The ocean or the desert?"

"Huh?"

"Should I dump your body in the ocean or should I bury you in the desert?"

" ...Neither?"

"Fine. I'll just burn your body till it's nothing but ash."

. . .

( A Week Later )

"PLEASE JUST ANOTHER WEEK!"

Naruto stared at the elderly man kneeling on the floor, his head bowed in shame, and his hand clapped together.

The blonde sighed, he really was just too kind-hearted. "Please pay in a week."

. . .

"Kakashi have a casket ready. We'll be needing one soon."

. . .

Naruto slid on the floor of his apartment. Between school, essays, test, chores, and collecting, Naruto had aged at least 20 years.

He was beyond exhausted.

He sighed, rubbing a hand through his hair.

Tomorrow he would have to tell Sasuke (yet again) why he didn't have the money.

Who knows how that will go.

. . .

"Are you seriously that gullible?" Haku asked, hands at his hips.

"Do you actually believe his sob story? He's a con-artist Naruto. He's playing you!"

The long-haired brunette watched as the blonde ignored him, making his way towards the exit.

'Idiot.'

. . .

The blonde sighed, how many times had he been here to collect? 10, 15, 20 times?

He entered the store.

"Hello?" Naruto called out, the owner who was usually positioned near the general front of the store was nowhere to be seen. "hell-"

The blonde heard two voices come from the back of the store, slowly he walked towards the sound.

Once he was close enough to be seen without being seen he stopped.

The store owner and another older man were talking.

What had caught his attention and stopped him from making his presence known was the owner's arm; free from its sling.

( Flashback )

"PLEASE JUST ANOTHER WEEK!"

Naruto hesitated, "...I already gave you a full month. I'm sorry bu-"

"It's my arm! I was supposed to have it taken off this week, but it's been giving me really bad pains. The doctor said that it was more serious than he thought, and prescribed me stronger medicine.

You know how medical bills work. Between the check up and the prescription, I barely have enough to pay rent and for food.

I swear, by next week I'll have the money. I can't pay this week without having to starve my family. Please!"

"...Fine. One more week."

( End Flashback )

. . .

"I'm telling you by next week I'll have around a million dollars. A million!"

The other man scoffed, "How?"

"10 years ago I designated my wife and even my in-laws, and distant relatives, as my beneficiaries. I'll I have to do is claim bankruptcy and I'm set for life!"

"Danzo...you just...what if those people flat out refuse to have any legal responsibility?"

"They wouldn't dare. Not even the 'scary' Mafia can touch me."

"It's not that they can't touch you. Even savage killers feel sorry for those who are pathetic enough to grovel and beg."

"Who cares, I'm luck though, this time they sent an gullible idio-"

Naruto flung himself across the room, hand immediately grabbing at the other man's collar.

"You have three days. If your ass isn't at the office with the money in three days, then consider yourself as good as dead."

. . .

Naruto barged into the office, at the moment he gave zero fucks.

"Three Days!" He told - rather shouted at Sasuke.

'I'll show that old man how dangerous this gullible fuck can be!'

Sasuke raised a perfect eyebrow at the fuming blonde.

"You'll have your money in three days! Believe It!"

. . .

( Three Days Later )

Naruto sat alone in the office, the others and Sasuke had gone out for food. Naruto had decided to stay back in case the old man decided to show up while he was gone.

So far no one came.

He grew nervous with every passing moment, 'Did the old man skip town?'. The blonde jumped when he heard the door open, was it the old man?

The door open to reveal Haku.

The brunette walked over to the couches sitting opposite of Naruto. "Where's everyone?"

"Out for food."

"Ah."

Naruto felt the air thicken. He wondered when things had gotten so awkward between them, it used to be so easy to talk to Haku.

"I heard that you said that you'd have the money today. Where is it?"

"..."

"I just hope your ready to leave town."

"..."

"You're right, they probably have a casket prepared-"

"Does he treat you well? The bastard…"

"Tch. At least he doesn't whore himself around."

"That's goo-"

"He's also rich, incredibly handsome, and don't get me started on how fantastic his body is-"

"Is it really that fantastic?"

Haku turned, smirking. He finally made the blonde jealous...or so he thought.

Haku knew the look on Naruto's face, it was one he inherited from Jiraiya. Face slightly blushed, eyes glazed over, and hands making over dramatized grabbing motions.

' The stupid man-whore is probably drooling over Sasuke's ass ' Haku threw the nearest object he could find at the drooling blonde - a pillow - "Stop thinking with your fucking dick, you sex crazed dog!"

Haku stood up to leave, not having enough patience to deal with the blonde.

"Haku." the brunette turned his face towards Naruto. " I'm glad, you deserve someone who will take care of you."

'Idiot...stupid idiot! Why are you so oblivious?' Haku decided not to respond, he walked over to the door, hand barely grasping the knob before it was pulled open revealing an elderly man.

"Ah, it's you." Haku turned back to see Naruto who had stood from the couch, and was now walking to the door. "I hope you brought the money."

The older man smirked, his hand grabbing something from his pocket, " Oh I brought something alright."

In one quick moment, the owner had slammed Haku at the wall before running to Naruto, sharp knife in hand. "IF IM GOING DOWN, IM TAKING YOU DOWN WITH ME BLONDIE!"

The blood from Naruto's face had drained completely, 'Oh my gawd! Holy Shit!'

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A/N

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