A/N:

To lo and all the guests and registered people who commented on this fic, thank you SO much for your reviews, you have NO idea how psyched it makes me to do my absolute best in all my writing, seriously. You guys are the best!

Ok for clarity purposes I'm going to write the dialog between the employees at Uchiha Co. in English so you can understand, but with brackets [] instead of "" so you know that they are supposed to be speaking Portuguese. A few key phrases and words are still going to be in Portuguese (since so many have been commenting on how sexy it is, tyvm, and since some of the people reading this understand the language so they'll get the jokes) and those will have its translations next to them as usual. (I actually had to edit this a few hours later since I used something else instead of [] and ffnet ate my formatting... sorry if you read the unedited version)

Also as usual, * means postscript notes, they're at the bottom of the chapter. Hope you enjoy this chapter, PLEASE keep the reviews coming!


Ground floor.

"You look so pretty when you blush, kitty, I wonder what you're thinking right now," Naruto said in a conversational voice, and Sasuke glared daggers at him. "This is all your fault you shithead," he growled back, and pressed his body closer to the back of the elevator.

It really was, too. Naruto had molested him on elevators so many times already that it was no wonder Sasuke's dick got hard every time they got on the one in Naruto's building, it was a Pavlovian reaction. Too bad this time they had company, a bunch of tired-looking people coming back from work, and thus Sasuke was trying – and failing, all thanks to Naruto's sweaty scent wafting to his nostrils – as hard as he could to hide his erection.

Second floor.

"You gonna do something about it?" Naruto asked quietly in a serious voice, and Sasuke felt a little dizzy with the speed with which his blood went south. "Yes," he grunted.

Third floor.

"Will it hurt?" Naruto asked, lowering his head and raising his eyes to him with a tiny smile. Sasuke took a shuddering breath.

Fifth floor.

Sasuke moved in front of Naruto to let a couple of people get out of the elevator, and pushed backwards hard, squeezing him against the back of the coach and smirking when he whimpered.

Seventh floor.

Sasuke pulled Naruto off the elevator and hardly waited for the doors to close before pushing him facing the apartment door and pressing his own body against his back. "Open the door, moron," he growled as Naruto fished the keys out of his pocket, and bit his shoulder to further encourage him.

Naruto gasped and opened the lock with trembling hands. Sasuke hurriedly pulled the keys out and pushed the man inside the apartment, closing the door behind him with one hand while holding Naruto with the other. "Lock it," Naruto said while they toed their shoes off, and Sasuke complied quickly before pushing his body against his.

He held Naruto's face in his hand a moment, both breathing each other's air through their mouths, teasing each other with heated looks in their faces before he slowly slid his hand to his nape and closed the space between them.

Sasuke had no idea what prompted him to – as usual when it came to Naruto, somehow whenever he was close to him his brain shut down – but he started slowly undressing him and almost reverently licking, sucking and biting his torso, strong enough that the man whimpered in pleasurable pain and would definitely have several ugly bruises in the days to come, on their way to the bedroom.

Naruto turned around on his own and lied face-first on the bed, and Sasuke crawled over him, nuzzling his nape before biting it. The blond moaned loudly and laced the fingers of their left hands together, grabbing the sheets and gasping as Sasuke continued marking his body with his own teeth.

"Ah, Sasukeeeh…" Naruto whimpered, squeezing his fingers. Sasuke stopped and raised his head, and Naruto raised his back towards him, silently asking for more.

"Beg," Sasuke demanded, and swiped the area he had just bitten with his tongue. "Ah, fiadaputa…" [sonofabitch] Naruto groaned, and Sasuke teased him with his tongue again. "Name calling won't get you anywhere," he growled, and could see the shudder going up his lover's back. "Nnnngh… please… please… ah! Isso!" [that's it!] he moaned, squirming under Sasuke's teeth.

Sasuke lapped at the sweat collecting on the small of Naruto's back, smirking when he shout out in pleasure, and turning him on his back before grabbing for the bottle on the nightstand. He lapped at the precum dripping from Naruto's thick cock before dropping the silicone oil on it and spreading it thoroughly, teasing his balls in the process.

"Kitty I'm gonna cum if you keep doing that," Naruto warned, and Sasuke pressed the base of his dick to stop the process. "Can't have that, that cream belongs inside me," he taunted, and positioned himself over him and rubbing the swollen head against his hungry hole before taking him in slowly, using his muscles to suck him in inch by inch and watching as Naruto closed his eyes and pulled on his own hair to counteract that sweet, maddening torture.

"Aaaai meu pai, assim eu gozo... nnnnnnggghhh..." [Ooooh my father* I'll come like this] Naruto moaned quietly before opening his eyes, to see Sasuke's face hovering over his with an amused expression. "Less praying, more fucking, usuratonkachi," the Uchiha said, rubbing their noses together before kissing him and sucking on his lower lip.

Naruto flipped them around and took Sasuke's tongue in his mouth, sucking on it while teasing the underside with his own, and began to roll his hips in a circular motion while trusting lazily and holding the back of Sasuke's head with his right hand, the other finger-laced with his lover's.

Sasuke rolled his hips in the same way but in the opposite direction, intensifying the contact inside and in between them, the steady flow of precum from his own cock slicking their bodies.

"Ah fuck… mmmmmmnnn Naruto… don't you dare stop… ah!" Sasuke moaned loudly, throwing his head back, mad with pleasure, grabbing at Naruto's ass cheeks to bring them impossibly closer with his right hand, his body thrumming, his legs locked against tan thighs, his dick pressed tightly between them, being massaged by their joint movements, his prostate sending continuous spikes of nearly intolerable bliss up his back, his left hand's fingers tightly laced with his lover's, the connection giving him a pleasure that went so far beyond the physical he couldn't explain it even if he wanted to. He licked the side of Naruto's neck, tasting the salty, musky sweat. "Me fode, usuratonkachi,"[fuck me, usuratonkachi] he whispered in his ear, and Naruto let out a guttural sound, bending his knees and bracing his feet on the mattress in order to move faster.

"Say it again," he growled, before latching on to Sasuke's neck and speeding up his thrusting.

"Nnnnnnnghhh… me fode… mais…. Me fode mais…" [fuck me… more… fuck me more] Sasuke said, knowing with his accent the words must sound horrible, but the enthusiastic thrusting from the blond showed they were turning him on to no end. "Faster… harder…"

"Sai 'soca', kitty," Naruto instructed him. "Soca," Sasuke said tentatively, and Naruto gave him such a hard thrust he saw stars. "Oh shit, soca, soca, soca, soca!" he repeated like a mantra, moaning loudly with every powerful hit to his prostate. "Soca mais, mais, fuck Naruto, fill me up, hhhhmnnnnnghhhhh, don't stop, soca, soca, socaaaaahhh!" he yelled, his eyes tearing up with the blinding heat, the delicious jabs from that thick, pulsing, burning meat rod pushing more and more precum out of his dick, making him clench uncontrollably, and every suction movement from his muscles heightening the delicious pressure and friction inside his sensitive asshole, and Sasuke thought he was going to die from that pleasure, it was too much, not enough, and

"Oh shit I'm cumming… nnnnnngggghhh! Aaaah!" Sasuke screamed, spurting between their bodies and spasming tight against Naruto's dick, milking it hard until he came as well, huffing and letting out guttural moans as he filled him with his cream, pounding away to extend their orgasms until he collapsed on top of Sasuke with a satisfied grunt. "Shit, I'm seeing stars," Naruto muttered, panting.

"What the fuck does soca mean?" Sasuke asked breathlessly, impressed despite himself. "In this context? Stuff me," Naruto drawled, smiling against his neck. "So sexy, your voice bewitches me, kitty," he said, and kissed him while pulling out carefully. "Hmmm… that ought to be my favorite word from now on," Sasuke said in a satisfied purr as Naruto lay on his back and he cuddled against him.


On the next day Itachi demanded Sasuke go shopping with him, and Shisui took Naruto out to lunch.

"So you've been teaching Portuguese to Sasuke heh?" he asked with a knowing smirk.

Naruto blushed up to his hairline. "Uh… a little," he answered.

"So what do you think about Sasuke?" Shisui shot at him, and his smirk widened into a smile at Naruto's dumbstruck face. "Naruto?"

Naruto sighed deeply after a minute. "Rapaz, isso não é amor, é macumba," [Dude this isn't love, it's magic*] he said, and rubbed his face with his hands. "Sério, bicho, eu tô completamente doido por esse menino, ele passou café na cueca, não é possível..." [Seriously man, I'm completely crazy about this boy, he's brewed coffee on his briefs*, it's not possible...] he continued, shaking his head and looking down at his lap. "I honestly don't know what to do when he leaves, I'm not stoic like you crazy-ass Uchihas, I can't deal with this. It's not the sex, either… though shit, it's the best sex I've ever dreamed of having in my life… it's everything, we fit together like two halves of the same apple, it's like I've known him forever, man. I've never felt like this in my entire life, and I was this close," he showed his thumb and forefinger less than an inch apart, "to throwing everything up in the air and proposing to Menma before he left for San Francisco, I know what being in love is, this is… porra*, é macumba, cara, eu tô fudido." [damn, it's magic, man, I'm fucked.]

Shisui remembered thinking along the same lines at the airport, and suppressed a shudder, reminding himself for the nth time to never, ever cross Uchiha Mikoto, the gods only knew what his aunt could do. "Dude, look on the bright side, maybe you and Sasuke can work something out," he said.

Naruto gave him a hopeful look. "I did ask him to go to Dad's birthday and he agreed…" he said, and Shisui raised his eyebrows. "Um, you sure you going to introduce your entire family at the same time? You know they can be a little… overwhelming at first, right?" he asked.

Naruto paled. "Oh shit. You're right, though Sai is out of the country, he got a gig with National Geographic in Africa for another nature special," he said, and Shisui sighed deeply. "Thank gods," he muttered. "Sai is definitely someone you should explain before introducing to Sasuke. But I think Nagato is fine to start with, I don't think Sasuke will be shocked with him being with both Konan and Yahiko, polyamory isn't common but they're pretty normal."

Naruto nodded. "Um, how about I call him for ramen this Sunday? Sasuke hasn't seen the fair yet, maybe you and Itachi could go too?" he asked, giving his friend his best puppy eyes.

Shisui gave him an unimpressed look. "I dunno, that time you guys interrupted us in the shower made Itachi cranky for days, bro."

"Oh come on Shi, please? I'll foot your bills…" Naruto begged and Shisui laughed. "Free food? Well, ok. Everything to make my young brother-in-law to be happy and gain points with Itachi," he acquiesced, giving him a large grin.


Meanwhile, in another restaurant…

"So otouto," Itachi asked after they ordered, "How is your host treating you? Wedding bells chiming yet?"

Sasuke looked at him from under his bangs, and blushed, muttering something.

"Can you repeat that a little louder please?" Itachi asked, frowning.

Sasuke lowered his head and muttered again. Itachi touched his shoulder. "Sasuke, are you all right?" he asked in a worried tone.

"I said I'm in love with him," Sasuke said very quietly, and raised his head to look seriously at his brother. "And I don't know what to do about it, nii-san. I can't… I can't… and I…" he stuttered, scowling and lowering his head again.

Itachi sighed. "Sasuke, someday this was bound to happen. You can't live under Mama and Oto-san's wings forever."

"Easy for you to say," Sasuke said in an angry tone. "I'm the second son, I'm the one supposed to take care of them. What am I going to do? I know how Naruto is important for this branch, there is a reason it's the most lucrative and it's not Shisui's prowess as a business man, I've heard father commenting on how important political skills are in this part of the world. I can't just make Mama transfer him to Tokyo."

Itachi gave him a serious look, but was interrupted by the waiter with their food.

"You know, you don't have to move Naruto to Tokyo," he said, the suggestion implied in his tone, after they were left alone again.

"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me saying that I have to take care of Mama?" Sasuke growled, and Itachi had to hold back his snickering. Sasuke had always been the Momma's boy, while Itachi was his father's favorite. "How am I supposed to do that from here? I don't even like this place," Sasuke muttered, and Itachi raised an unbelieving eyebrow. "Much," he amended.

"I think you're not considering the whole picture, otouto. You know, I'm going to formally propose to Shisui at the end of this month. That means, as you know, that Shisui and me will become a team and thus either we will be moved, or Naruto will," he explained, and Sasuke nodded. Uchiha Co. was a family company and, as such, tradition demanded that all married members formed a team with their spouses to run one of the many branches of the company around the world together; younger couples were sent to the easiest branches to manage, in Europe and North America, while the more mature ones were sent to the most difficult places. Whenever a new couple was formed, the oldest couples, or those with special necessities, were transferred to the Japanese HQ or its branches in the country, and the couples managing one of the "easy" branches substituted them for the new couple to take over.

Under Mikoto's iron fist, that tradition had produced solid results, and nobody in the family even dreamed of changing it.

"Still, that means you'll probably trade places with Obito, Izuna or Yashiro. None of them are in Tokyo right now," Sasuke said, and Itachi raised a hand. "Yes, but I know for a fact that Mama is thinking about replacing Madara in the Osaka branch, he's way too old and she thinks it's past time he retires," he said, and smiled. "I don't really know what her plans are, but I know she will come here for the proposal dinner. That means you could talk to her and maybe work something out. If you're serious, of course," Itachi finished with a smug smirk, waiting for Sasuke to take the bait.

The youngest Uchiha ate in silence for a while, eyebrows furred in deep contemplation, and then raised determined eyes to his brother. "I will," he said, and gave Itachi a shy smile. "Thanks nii-san."

Itachi raised an eyebrow again. "Don't be hasty, I want repayment," he said. "I want you to convince Mama to send me and Shisui to Toronto, I want to marry marry Shisui, not sign some half-baked substitute 'same-sex union'. Deal?" he asked, extending his hand.

Sasuke shook it firmly, knowing if he couldn't convince his mother, no one else could. "Deal."


Naruto's office was deathly quiet that Friday evening, everyone looking at the large digital clock on top of the glass entrance.

Even Shikamaru and Neji were there, mounted on the chairs in front of Naruto's desk and also watching the seconds go by.

[Ya know, if Kiba wasn't sloppy and Temari wasn't such a tight-ass,] Shikamaru began, and dodged a flying stapler that his girlfriend threw at him from her desk at the right side of Naruto's, without even looking at him from her phone call, [ we could've been at the bar already.]

[I have nothing to do with it, the government decided to decide the Selic* at the last minute,] Kiba muttered, coming over and sitting on Naruto's chair while reading the messages on his phone.

[Where's the boss at? Still upstairs?] Temari called from her table, having hung up her call with one of their German associates.

[Yep, scaring the new Uchihas to death by explaining how our economy works after today's Selic scare, most probably,] Neji commented, and the entire office snickered quietly.

[How much you wanna bet he's used the 'Our Japanese people are better than other's Japanese people'* line at least twice by now?] another of their office colleagues, Darui, drawled as he came by the table, one eye still glued to the clock.

[Or tried explaining jeitinho* and failed miserably], Kiba said, snickering, as he finished working and shut down his laptop.

[Remember when he stopped a meeting with the Mines and Energy minister to explain it to Shisui? And everybody at the meeting tried to help getting the point across, including the minister himself?] Shikamaru asked, and the entire office snickered again.

At that moment the elevator chimed and a very satisfied Naruto, thoroughly amused Shisui and Itachi and a haunted-looking Sasuke got off the coach.

"Pizza time!" Naruto called out, slapping at the glass doors.

The workers cheered, got up and gathered their stuff to go, and Naruto led the Uchihas back to the elevator after exchanging a few words with Kiba.

"Naruto why do your subordinates occupy your desk like that?" Sasuke asked, not only because he believed it was a breach of protocol but because he had already resigned himself to the man's lateral thinking, what with the bizarre layout of the office and all, and so was actually curious.

"Can't have the office looking like nobody's in charge," Naruto said. "Actually everybody is able to take charge if I'm not there, but you know what they say, it doesn't matter if it isn't, it can't look like it*."


Happy-hour was actually fun for the Uchiha brothers. Naruto's 'pirate crew', as Shisui had explained to them in private, was a friendly one, and all spoke English, so they were all able to communicate. They spoke nothing about work due to the company's strict confidentiality rules – which stated they could gossip to their hearts content inside the office but say nothing in public – but they had enough information about the country and the city to make up for it.

Sasuke was engrossed in trying to understand Brazilian politics with Shikamaru and Temari, while Ino and Kiba were comparing the city's subway system with Tokyo's along with Itachi and Shisui, and Naruto and Darui were discussing soccer.

The pizzas arrived and Sasuke examined them before asking if there was mayonnaise in it or if it should be ordered on the side.

The entire table went quiet, including the waiter, and Sasuke felt everyone's shocked gazes on him.

[Excuse-me, did I hear the gentleman ask for mayonnaise?] the waiter asked in a hostile tone.

[No! Nope, no, he didn't, please forgive our friends, they're Japanese, it's perfectly fine, thanks] Naruto replied quickly, giving him a sunny grin. The waiter gave them a suspicious look before beginning to serve them, and gave Naruto a perfunctory nod before leaving.

"Um… we're kind of extremely proud of our pizza being the best in the world, and uh, the only thing you use to garnish it is olive oil," Ino said quietly, and smiled at Sasuke.

"Yeah, uh, it's really, really, really impolite to ask for sandwich toppings like mayonnaise, mustard or, God forbid, catchup," said Kiba, and the Brazilians shuddered in unison.

Itachi gave them an amused look. "So what happens if you do ask for it?" he asked.

"Uh…" Shisui said, looking sheepish. "I should've mentioned it before, but… normally they'll say that those garnishes aren't allowed in their establishment, and er… you don't want to insist on that," he finished hurriedly.

"Yeah, because they'll throw you out," Darui commented with a smirk. "I saw that once, too, a couple of Cariocas* tried to order catchup to put on their pizza in another place close to my house, called the cops because the owner and the waiters threw them out, cops told them it was their fault, everyone knows you don't mess with our pizza.*"

"Oh," Sasuke said, and cut a piece of his slice to taste it, finding it quite agreeable, though very different from what he had seen anywhere else. It had a thin crust, very little tomato sauce – made from fresh produce since the city had a large produce belt around it - and was topped with buffalo mozzarella cheese, sun-dried tomatoes and a large pile of fresh raw arugula. Other flavors were smoked sausage and onions – without cheese – and margherita.

"I asked for this one so you wouldn't yell at not having anything healthy," Naruto said in his ear, and kissed it discreetly.

"So we can't season the pizza with whatever condiments but you can put fresh salad on it and still call it pizza, huh?" Itachi asked, poking at his own slice of sausage and onion pizza with his fork and calculating the best strategy to attack the damn thing, due to the sheer amount of toppings. "Yup," Shisui said, before stealing some of Itachi's onions and putting them on his own slice of margherita.

"You asshole!" Itachi growled, "How DARE you break the sanctity of that cheese pizza with MY onions! Give them back here!" he huffed, trying to stab them away while Shisui raised his plate away, knocking his elbow on Naruto's head in the process. Naruto then picked up the plate and passed it to Sasuke, who passed it forward, and soon the entire table was laughing, including Itachi himself.

"How did you like today?" Shisui asked Itachi on the way home later, as they watched Naruto firmly grabbing Sasuke's hand despite the man's protests and dragging him up front.

"It was nice. Even the pizza," Itachi answered with a smirk. Shisui chuckled and put an arm around his waist. "I think we're pretty much set, too, Sasuke said he'll talk to Mama on our behalf," he added quietly.

"Naruto is totally floored," Shisui said, nodding. "I don't think he could pretend not to love Sasuke if his life depended on it," he added, watching Naruto pull his cousin for a kiss and have his nose pinched in retaliation.

Itachi snorted. "Look at my otouto, the love-stricken fool," he said. "He thinks he can play the stoic Uchiha, but anyone can see the starry look in his eyes whenever he sees his dumb blond. It's borderline shameful."

"Oh really?" Shisui asked, stopping and dragging him into a heated kiss, only to smirk at Itachi's dazed look afterwards, for which he got a kick in his shin. "Ow, ow, ow, ow!" he yelped.

"Domestic abuse!" Naruto sang from up front, and Sasuke quickly took a picture of the scene, Shisui jumping on one leg while Itachi stared unimpressed. "Don't worry Shishi, I got hard evidence here if you wanna press charges!" he said, snickering when Itachi flipped him the finger.


Next morning was a Saturday, so unhurriedly – Sasuke was beginning to see the good side of having a five day week – the Uchiha stretched as he woke up, and his hand found a hard cock in the warm sleeping body beside his.

He decided it was plain courtesy to return Naruto's morning blowjobs, and carefully positioned himself so not to wake the man, before slowly uncovering his erection and sucking the engorged head.

Soon he was so engrossed in what he was doing he didn't even notice that Naruto was looking down at him until he moaned and shuddered. Sasuke gave him a guilty look, but smiled around the hot meat in his mouth at his smoldering gaze, before slipping his tongue between cock and foreskin and twirling it around.

Naruto gave a lustful sigh and slid his hand up Sasuke's legs, pulling him to lie down next to him and turning on his side so he could lap at the precum weeping from the Uchiha's erection with his head lying on his lover's thigh.

"Mmmmnnh," Sasuke mewled contentedly, assuming the same position on his side and pulling Naruto's left leg over his head so he could nibble on his inner thigh and caress his back, and his hand began unconsciously following Naruto's own hand movements as he busied himself with sucking and playing with his testes in his mouth while burying his nose on the crease between thigh and groin, drunk on the man's musky scent.

Naruto suddenly moaned loudly, and Sasuke realized that his fingers were rubbing his lover's asshole. He froze for a second, and began pulling his hand back.

The blond stopped moving in response, and looked down at him. "Sasuke?"

"…"

"You know, I'm not going to automatically turn into a bottom just because you touch me there, I'm not a pancake fairy," he said, chuckling and raising his left leg so he could see Sasuke's face.

Sasuke gave him a self-conscious look. "What's that?"

"A pancake fairy is a top that turns around to be fucked when you so much as slap his butt, teme," Naruto explained, still laughing softly. "Look, I honestly don't care about bottoming, it takes me too damn long to come that way, I only did it once and because of that it wasn't really a nice experience, but I like being touched there. And I loved it now, because you did it spontaneously." 'And because it's you doing it' he thought, but held his tongue.

Sasuke looked away from him for a second, and then straightened his back, his slightly taller figure making it possible to reach his tongue between Naruto's ass cheeks. He smirked at the lustful reaction that brought up, and threw Naruto's left leg over his torso at an angle where he could easily pull apart the fleshy mounds and lick him properly, biting on the ass cheeks now and again.

They had built a slow, sensuous rhythm, but Sasuke gasped loudly at the feeling of a finger entering him, and began pumping Naruto's cock fervently. "Oh no you don't, usuratonkachi… ngh you're not going to get me to come faster than you again," he panted, and started sucking on the glistening penis with a vengeance in rhythm with his pumping.

"Haaah, famous last words, kitty-chan, famous last words," Naruto taunted, and yelped as Sasuke slapped his ass.

Soon they were too far gone for horsing around, though, and as Sasuke felt his orgasm coming he pulled Naruto's cock out of his open mouth and closed his eyes. "Cum on my face, Naruto," he demanded huskily, and whimpered as he came, Naruto following right after while looking the whole time and trembling as he saw his seed cover Sasuke's cheeks and lips.

Half an hour later, Sasuke poked Naruto's belly, and got up to go to take a shower alone since the man was still dead to the world.

He heard movement in the living room as he was getting out of the bathroom wearing the towel around his hips out of habit, and made his way to follow his lover, only to be scared stiff mid-step as a red-haired woman came from the kitchen.

"Oh! Oi…"[Hi] she said, shaking her hips as she approached him. "Só me diz uma coisa, álcool ou total flex?*" [Just tell me one thing, (do you run on) ethanol or are you a hybrid?] she asked, running her hands over his shoulder as he widened his eyes in panic.

"TIIIIIRE ESSAS PATAS COMUNIIIIIISTAS DE CIMA DA MINHA PROPRIEDADE PRIVADA!"[Get your comunist paws off my private property!] an enraged Naruto roared as he stomped their way naked, before pushing her hand away and stepping protectively in front of the terrified Uchiha.


A/N

· Aka God. Not Minato.

· A very old Brazilian old wife's tale says that if you brew coffee on your underwear and give it to the man you want he'll instantly fall in love with you.

· Macumba isn't black magic but it's not white magic, it's a sort of magic practiced by followers of African-brazilian religions like Candomblé and Umbanda. And despite their religion or lack thereof, Brazilians believe in it.

· Porra is slang for sperm and as many other curse words it has many uses; in this case it's best correlate is damn.

· The Brazilian Federal Funds Rate. Its ups and downs are more telluric than logical.

· Ancient Brazilian Semp Toshiba ad line, was pretty much incorporated into our culture.

· Oh boy how to explain jeitinho? It's pretty much the Brazilian way of dealing with most things, don't matter what we face, we'll find our way around it. Most cultures have their own jeitinho but ours is the most famous due to the fact we ain't got limits with it and we really have dealt with challenges that have driven other countries into civil war – such as 100% inflation per day some 30 years ago, that was a time I shall never forget, bro, I remember going to the US and not being able to understand that coins had actual value for a while – and survived relatively unscathed.

· Ancient (as ancient as you can get in a 500-something years old country) Brazilian proverb.

· This is actually 100% true. You can't put salt and pepper on it either. Olive oil or nothing. And yes we're horribly picky when it comes to pizza; Pizza Hut had to basically change everything from dough to toppings to survive here and there is one Domino's in the entire city – which by the way doesn't sell well at all. Nowhere else has the same passion for pizza in Brazil. Or the same enormous Italian population.

· What people from Rio de Janeiro are called.

· It's one of the city's lingo, running on gasoline means straight, on ethanol gay, and hybrid means bisexual.