—Recap—

"Haven't even hired you and your scoping out the house?," said a cold voice.

Oooooo fuck

—End of Recap—

I slowly turned around.

A young 22-ish male with dark grey eyes and medium black hair who was wearing jeans and a faded black t-shirt was leaning against the beautiful porch glass door.

"Uhhh...im guessing I don't get the job...," I said, mind diminishing.

The man laughed. "I didn't say that now did I? C'mon. Sit down."

I grinned, walking up the porch steps and sitting on a simple plastic chair.

The man told me to wait, and then he disappeared inside the house.

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"Sasuke, he's here," I told my brother, grabbing the paper and pen from the coffee table.

Sasuke nodded, mind a bit absent.

He sat up, setting the book down and headed outside with me.

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I sat down, staring at the blonde kid in front of me. The teen was around my age, and he had electric intense blue eyes. The teen had a few scratches on his tan face—like whiskers or something— and his blonde hair shone like the sun. But mostly, he had the lanky/muscular body that me and itachi both loved.

"So," itachi spoke up. "Lets start out with your name."

"Naruto Uzumaki."

"Age?"

"17."

"Living residence?"

Naruto opened his mouth to say something, but then quickly shut it.

I raised an eyebrow. Did he think we were going to come and rape him or something?

"I live at East Wood Apartment," Naruto finally said, frowning slightly.

That apartment was abandoned. He lived in an abandoned apartment?

Itachi noticed also, but went to the next question.

"Do you like cooking?"

"If I didn't why would I be here?" Naruto grinned, suddenly not sad anymore.

Itachi nodded, smirking too. He was right, this kid did have lots of spunk.

I leaned back in my seat, waiting for Itachi to get over all these stupid questions.

After 5 minutes, Itachi finally asked the last question.

"Will you sign the contract?," he said, holding out the paper and pen.

Naruto smiled, taking them. "You bet I will."

"Well, all you need to do is full out other info i didn't ask....and I will talk to my brother here......."

I was suddenly pulled out my seat and pushed over to the far part of the backyard.

My Naruto didn't seem to really notice.

"That,"Itachi said, pointing at the fox-ish boy who was chewing on the pen cap, reading and going through the parer "is all mine."

I grinned, shaking my head. "Let the war begin brother."

I held out my hand. Itachi shook it.

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We walked back, Sasuke concentrating on something past Naruto.

I was all eyes for the Naruto kid, who seemed absent.

The kid had already finished the paperwork and was now staring at the pool, as if he was thinking of ways he could swim in it without us noticing.

We sat back down in our seat.

"Well, then your maid duties begin tomorrow," I told the kid.

Naruto's head snapped to look at my face. "Im only the cooker...."

"Actually, you're the pool boy, cooker, house cleaner, laundry washer—"

"Ok I get it!," Naruto interjected, rubbing his temples. "How much do I get paid anyway?"

Someone would usually ask that before they signed the contract.

"1,000 every week," I replied.

Naruto's mouth shot open. "O-o-o-o-one thousand?!?!?!?!"

I nodded, smirking at Naruto's reaction. So cute.

"Awesome....." The fox boy stood up. "Well, see you tomorrow then."

"See you tomorrow. 12 this time," me and sasuke said at the same time.

"Oh, and Im Sasuke," my brother said. "And that's Itachi."

The boy nodded, waved, then took the gate way out.

I sighed sitting back in my seat.

Sasuke did the same.

"I think he should take a swimming test," I said.

Sasuke nodded. "Definitely."