Sorry for the late update! I am kind of suffering from constant head aches and I also had writers' block . So forgive me! I'm also kind of sad that I didn't get more reviews :~( I hope I get more or at least some for this chapter, because our characters are finally going to meet.

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The table was set, with the fine china and silver, all to impress the special guest who had yet to arrive. The living room had been dusted and the floors polished, the windows were smudge free, the curtains ironed and pulled shut in case of any paparazzi intrusions. Which meant all the lights were on casting a perfect white glow over the prestine white furniture and matching white marble fireplace. The eldest Uchiha was sitting in one of the gray arms chairs placed in front of the window eagerly awaiting the stars arrival. He had a feeling that this girl was going to be an excellent resource in the future, and that security guard just might offer a little entertainment for the usually bored brunette.

Sasuke was upstairs roaming through his closet for something suitable to wear, formal but casual at the same time. He of course had waited until the last moment possible until deciding to get dressed, that meant he could walk down stairs buttoning the last button of his shirt so that the girl didn't think he was fazed by her pressence. It was a technique that he had used multiple times, the same one that had gotten him in bed with the head cheer leader and a few models that had been passing through town. The difficult part was choosing the right shirt.

"Will you just hurry up?" Kiba had been overly excited about meeting his idol and had rushed over after stopping at his house for only a few miliseconds.

Itachi hadn't been happy at the teen's appearance and had glared at Sasuke for about five minutes. But he knew he was powerless to do anything if he wanted his brother to behave. Of course when the energetic brunette spilled the beans about all the other boys coming over Itachi was even less thrilled, but he bit his tongue and forced a grin. Dismissing the boys to go upstairs and get ready considering Kiba, in his joyful haze, had mix matched his outfit and looked like a fool.

"She's not here yet idiot." Sasuke rolled his eyes, still unable to decide between red white or black. "Come here."

Kiba grumbled as he walked into his friend's room, he was always in awe that the Uchiha had redone the entire upstairs to his liking, even more so that his brother allowed it, he knew how much of a stick in the mud Itachi could be especially behind the public's back. But here Sasuke was in his own apartment of sorts and doind very well, it seemed that when he closed his front door all his worries melted away, and it made Kiba happy to see his friend free of stress for once.

"What?"

"Don't what me, do you want to look like a dumbass in front of Nao?" Sasuke finally made the decision, he'd go with a white long sleeve button up.

"No!" Kiba walked into the closet and put his fists on his hips.

"Then I recommend you change, you look ridiculous." Kiba looked confused. "Go look at yourself retard."

"You're so abusive." Kiba did as he was told anyways, waltzing over to the full length mirror and taking his appearance in. To his surprise he looked like a mess, some how he'd managed to put on a black long sleeve shirt that had a rip in it, and a pair of acid wash jeans and red shoes. What the hell was he thinking?

"Oh my god Sasuke! save me!" he hurled himself at his friend and begged at his feet.

The Uchiha quirked an eyebrow and shook the teen off his pant leg, "Cut it out, just pick something and put it on." he made himself busy with picking out a piar of shoes while Kiba scoured for somethign that was semi his taste.

"Sasuke you really shouldn't hang out in the closet, it send the wrong message." the two brunettes were startled to hear Gaara's voice, and poked their heads out of his wardrobe. "Oh my, and with another man too. Scandalous."

"It's nice in here, you should come join me." Sasuke winked at the red head that had made himself comfortable on his king size bed. "Although you do look delicious sitting on my bed like that."

"Keep it in your pants Uchiha." Naji sauntered in and stood as a protective barrier between his boyfriend and said teen.

"You first Hyuuga." Sasuke shrugged his shirt on but left it hanging open showcasing his sculpted chest and chiseled abs.

"He has a point." Gaara smirked and reached around to flick his lover in the crotch.

Kiba laughed as he came out of the closet (no pun intended) tugging on a navy blue polo shirt with a silver and red design of a cross on the back. He had also setted on a par of dark wash jeans, mostly because that seemed like the only kind of bottoms the Uchiha had. Considering his shoes never matched to begin with, he also snatched some shiny white k-swiss, that he highly doubted Sasuke had ever worn.

"That's better," Sasuke studied his friends face, "Your hair is a mess."

Kiba squeeled and ran off to the adjoining bathroom to wash his face and comb his spiky hair. "Why do you have to make me feel so unprepared!"

The boy's snickered and left for the living room, maybe they could slip in some tv time before their guest arrived. Gaara sat in Neji's lap while Sasuke made himself comfortable in the black leather arm chair beside the television, he left the seat next to the couple open for Kiba to take.

There was a knock on the door before he could even push the 'on' button, "At least someone knocks." Sasuke tossed a fake exasperated glance over his shoulder, he didn't mind people walking in as long as it wasn't any of his family or any hussies.

It was Shino and Lee, "Come on in, even though you guys are half an hour early." While it was less amusing than his friends walking in during dinner, he figured it was better this way, his friends wouldn't be subject to Itachi's death threats.

"We could not wait any longer! Our youthful excitement forced Shino's foot down harder on the gas petal!" Lee thrust out a peace sign and skipped into the Uchiha's living room to spout off more nonsense about youthfulness. Shino nodded his head in Sasuke's direction and moved past his friend, standing in the entry way to wait for him.

"What?" Sasuke turned and crossed hsi arms over his chest.

Shino cocked his head to the side and took in the Uchiha's open shirt, "Same ol' technique?"

"If it's not broken don't fix it." Sasuke winked and ushered the other teen intho the common area.

"Should we take a bet on whether or not Shika will be on time?" Kiba took out a wad of cash and separated a one hundred dollar bill.

"I'm in," Gaara tapped Neji's shoulder and the brunette pulled out his wallet to lay down two hundred bucks, "He'll be on time."

Shino agreed and tossed in his portion, looking at Lee who shook his head and held up his hands silently saying he didn't want to be a burden, or a part of the bet.

"You're idiots." Sasuke chuckled to himself and listened as Kiba argued his case. 'this should be an interesting evening.'

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Naruto wished that just once he could sit by the window instead of being sandwiched between Jiraiya and Kyuubi. It would be lovely to see the town as it passed by and continue down the memory lane that he had been traveling on since their arrival. He had an option of either accepting his position or leaning on one of the men's shoulders and looking out the glass, the metaphor of the situation escaped him for the moment. So he turned just enough to rest his chin on the white haired man's shoulder and watch the shops and houses go by.

They travelled in silence for another couple of minutes, but as the houses thinned out so did Kyuubi's patience. He couldn't stand the quiet or how Nao avoided him like the plague or how Jiraiya had been everywhere the girl went since that night. He couldn't shake the feeling that the old man knew and that he really wanted to kick the shit out of him. But if that was true why didn't he do it already? Hell why didn't Nao just quit? If she did and Jiraiya killed him he wouldn't be able to spill the beans about her secret.

"I had some research done on the Uchihas" he grabbed the suitcase by his feet and opened it in his lap, taking out a manilla folder. "I figured there must be a reason Itachi was being such a cocky shit." that part he muttered under his breath but seeing as how he was in a car everyone heard it.

"Anything interesting turn up?" Jiraiya looked over the blond head at his sort of kind of boss.

"Nothing out of the ordinary, they have family money and the sons have made some of their own as well" He flipped to the next page, "The youngest seems to be something of a bookie but the cops don't do anything about it because he donates every month to the police academy. The elder had his hand in just about everything; real estate, PR, importing, exporting, even owns some factories used to make stuff and ware houses that he rents out." the rest he muttered under his breath and there was a 'blah blah blah' in there some where.

"What does he make?" Naruto didn't take his eyes off the expensive houses they were passing. They must be getting close now, the only question was when would they stop? If the houses got any bigger the roofs would be breaking the clouds, at least that's what it seemed like.

"He makes money, that's all that matters." Kyuubi snapped the folder shut and stuffed it back into his brief case. "As soon as we walk through that door our interest is solely gaining the Uchihas as financial backers."

Naruto closed his eyes and sighed scratching, none too subtly, at the underwire poking his boobs. He hated this damn thing and had no idea how girls could wear them without complaint, grinning and baring it took on a whole new meaning over these past few years. "Why do we need more backers? Our movie is already in production"

Kyuubi opened his mouth to answer but was interrupted by the driver, who cleared his throat "We're here sir."

All attention turned to the window and six eyes took in the vast Uchiha compound. The mansion was huge, it was the last house on the block the biggest in the neighborhood. Such a long drive way, and a huge garage, three stories and probably an attic too. Perfectly manicured grass and hedges, it didn't look like there was a pebble out of place. "Jesus Christ"

"I agree." Jiraiya opened the door and ushered his boss out.

"Yes, well get it out of your system now when we walk through the door we will no longer be impressed." Kyuubi stood tall and straightened out his suit jacket.

Naruto rolled his eyes and fidgeted in the too tight shirt he was wearing, "You got it."

Itachi watched them pile out of their black escalade. Nao was looking gorgeous of course dressed in a pair of black pants and a white button up shirt with a charcoal blazer on top. Jiraiya had dressed up for the occasion, wearing a gray suit, his hair pulled back into a ponytail at the bottom of his head. Kyuubi looked the same as he did at the party the other night, with a black suit and red tie he was far from unattractive, but there was something about him that turned the Uchiha off. He watched as the driver drove off down the block, he'd more than likely wait to be called before coming back to pick them up. The three walked up his driveway Kyuubi taking the lead oblivious to Nao's behavior behind his back as she pointed at a koi pond by the side of the house. Itachi smirked, he had impressed the princess without even trying, now if only his little brother and his group of dumb ass friends would behave tonight.

There was a knock on the door and a maid walked slowly towards the entrance, she had been told not to be in a hurry it made their guests think they were important where as usually they were not. She bowed her head and opened the door wide motioning towards the living room where her master now stood with his hands clasped behind his back. Nao offered a small shy smile towards the attractive man and he smirked in reply.

"Welcome to my home, thank you for coming."

"Thank you for having us." Kyuubi extended his hand and walked towards his host, who clasped it and gave it a firm shake.

"I'm sure I don't need to look around for any kind of intruders" Jiraiya crossed his arms, "No doubt you've taken care of security for yourself and it should be sufficient for the princess."

"Of course, our security is top notch and no one will be disturbing us this evening." Itachi gave the man a curt nod and swept his arm out to the couches, "Please have a seat, my brother will be down shortly." One look had the maid scurrying off to find her youngest master.

"This is your family's home yes?" Kyuubi took one of the arm chairs and rested his head on his interlocked fingers.

Itachi recognized the dig but chose to ignore it, "Yes my father designed it himself, from ground up, with some help from my mother of course." he scoffed good naturedly and took the other chair, crossing his leg over the other knee.

"It's lovely." Naruto also saw what the red head was attempting to do and opted to avoid the whole dramatic conversation. "I love modern design, I can't wait to have my own place and decorate it." he smiled brightly.

"Well who knows, maybe when your career as a super star is over you can be come a famous interior decorator."

"She will always be a star if I have anything to say about it." Kyuubi crossed his legs as well and looked at the blond sitting across from him.

In that moment it all became clear to the Uchiha. As Nao bowed her head and stared at her hands, seeing Jiraiya's lips tighten and his jaw clench. Kyuubi was their slave driver, he was keeping Nao in her position against her will. There was something going on behind the scenes and suddenly Itachi found it very interesting and made it his new goal to discover what ever it was the girl was hiding.

There were foot steps on the stairs and everyone turned to see a brunette teen age boy hauling ass down the steps, almost tripping as he made it to the ground floor. It was when his eyes met Nao's that it really got interesting. He let out a shrill squeal and sprinted over to the couch where he knelt down before a surprised princess and started talking, though no one could really make out what he was saying.

"I thought you said this place was safe." Jiraiya stood up and grabbed the boy by his shirt collar hoisting him up and off the floor.

"ack!" the brunette started gagging as he was choked by his own shirt, "et me down!" his feet started kicking and his arms waving around wildly.

More feet descended the stairs but Naruto was too busy dodging flying limbs to turn and see who was joining them. A silky voice rang out and the teen stopped flailing, "Please, don't mind him, he's just a fan and no danger to anyone but himself."

"Ah Gaara, the voice of reason." Itachi found his voice and stood up straightening out his coat. "This is my brother's friend Kiba, probably Nao's biggest fan."

Jiraiya still wasn't sure but he dropped the boy on his ass right before he passed out. "Keep your hands off." he crossed his arms and stood guard in front of Nao, eyeing the rest of the boys that were coming into the living room.

Nao turned as well counting five men in total. There was Kiba a rambunctious brunette with dancing brown eyes who was still staring at her with admiration while he massaged his sore neck. Then Gaara with his fire red hair and bright green eyes tall and lanky, he stood not far from Nao with arms crossed loosely over his chest studying the blond. A taller teen with long black hair tied back into a ponytail by a loose piece of elastic, his eyes were colorless so it seemed Nao was unsure if he was blind or not but he was staring as if he could see. Another man with black hair styled into a short bowl cut and a wide smile came over and bowed deeply to the princess. Finally there was a one more boy with brown hair that was pulled into a ponytail at the top of his head that stuck up in spikes, her first impression was he was lazy as his hands were shoved into his pockets and his posture was lax. But this couldn't be all the boys, none of them looked like Itachi the younger Uchiha was missing.

"Allow me to introduce myself and my friends." Gaara put a hand on his chest and bowed his head. "My name is Gaara this is Neji Hyuuga," he paused seeing surprise flash in the girls' eyes. "Do you know each other?"

"I know a girl named Hinata, your sister?" Naruto was actually hopeful, maybe this guy would be like Hinata and become his friend.

"Cousin." Neji crossed his arms and set his lips in a firm line.

"Nice to meet you, your cousin is very sweet she did my make up today." Naruto smiled politely and looked back to Gaara to hear the rest of the names.

"Yes well, moving on, this is Lee and Shikamaru."

Naruto nodded to each of them and gave a nod in greeting, "Nice to meet you all."

"And where is my brother?" Itachi asked.

"Waiting to make an entrance of course." Gaara seemed blunt and Naruto like that. "He'll be down after he puts on his lip gloss."

Naruto swallowed a chuckle and turned his attention back to his host, it would be difficult being so close to all these boys and resisting the urge to act like one himself. He didn't know why but for some reason it felt like the end of his reign as princess Nao was fast approaching, but not fast enough. Speaking of which his panties were riding up, "Exucse me, Itachi, can you point me in the direction of the restroom."

"I can do one better." He waggled his finger and an elderly butler came rushing over, "would you show our guest to the water closet please?"

The man bowed and motioned for the girl to follow which she eagerly did, hiding the grimace as she was pinched by her underwear with every step she took.

"Thank you,"

"Of course miss."

Naruto closed the door gently and rolled his eyes. It was a nice bathroom marble floors and granite countertops, a giant garden tub and separate shower. But the details didn't really interest him at this point, all he wanted right now was to be butt naked. So he pulled down his pants and freed himself of the offending under garment sighing in relief as the pinching stopped. He didn't really have to go so he just stood letting air assault his bare bottom half. It took a few moments of silence and peace before Naruto realized something was off, it wasn't overly noticeable, but he could tell. His hand wandered slowly over his thigh to that forbidden place between his legs. His fingers fumbled for a moment over the forgotten territory feeling his shrunken balls and limp shaft. That was the difference, he was getting hard not completely but semi. All those sexy men out there were making him horny?

'fuck.' this wasn't supposed to happen, it had been physically impossible for the past couple years, so why now?

OK! so this was supposed to be the chapter where they meet but it went rlly long so I'm going to cut it there sorry to disappoint you I'll update again soon! and I hope I didn't confuse anyone by calling Nao Naruto and if I messed up anywhere my bad. R&R