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Chapter Ten
Sasuke The Matchmaker?
It was sometime at seven in the afternoon when Sasuke received a phone call, from the Hyuuga residence.
He didn't think much of it just another business meeting, what he did NOT expect was for the younger sister of the Heiress to ask him something as soon as he answered.
"This is Sasuke Uchiha correct?" she sounded a tad thrilled but for some reason he doubted it was because he was the one to answer the phone.
"We require your presence here immediately, no questions asked until your arrival." He toyed with the idea of hanging up but the thought was shot down instantly.
"We need your help; it involves you and your brother. Only you are to show up." He clenched his jaw tightly.
"I'll be there." Then he hung up. He didn't like the idea of going to the Hyuugas of all clans. But he had respect and pride. He stuck to his word, even if it got him into some tight spots, which his brother often had to drag him out of.
He quickly left the Uchiha Compound and got into his car, the drive didn't tale nearly as long as it should have, but then again they mentioned his brother so maybe it was just him.
Before he could even raise his fist to beat against the wooden door it opened, Ten-Ten a weapons mistress he was sure he had seen before was standing there with a gleam in her eyes he was sure to see more often of later. Not that he knew that of course.
"Well?" She gestured for him to follow and he did just that with a powerful stride, he was not to falter in a rival clan house. That had been drilled into his very bones at the tender age of five. It never left him, not that he wanted it too it had certainly gotten him through many situations.
He was lead downstairs and into a basement, where he was sure he heard a faint scream. A thin sheet of sweat broke out over his skin. What if they were going to kill him? He frowned and instantly squashed such a ridiculous thought, this was the Hyuuga's they were the last clan he should suspect of murder. He thought with a grimace.
When the door open Hanabi the younger Heiress he knew threw him into a… Bean bag? What the hell?
"Yes a bean bag get over yourself Uchiha." He did not just say that aloud.
"I'm pretty sure you did." Hanabi told him with a smug grin as she sat opposite of himself.
"What do you want from me?"
"Are you sure he can help us? He doesn't seem to give a rat's ass." Temari said loudly, he narrowed his eyes.
"It depends on what you require." He told her his onyx eyes burning a hold into the ground.
"Oi don't glare at the ground! It didn't do anything to you!" Ten-Ten said shoving his bean bag. He nearly lost his balance but quickly regained it.
"I'd like to know why I'm here." He said with a roll of his eyes. Hanabi quickly became serious.
"Its rumored in the higher ups that Your secretly taking Itachi's place in the Uchiha company. That Itachi himself is starting his own company from scratch, true?" he froze slightly how the hell did she find out? That was top secret!
"Then its true." Temari said with a nod of her head.
"Whats true or not concerns you not." He replied pulling the famous Uchiha façade up.
"Easy we aren't going to leak any information. Another rumor, Itachi needs a foot hold but hasn't been able to gain one even though this is his hometown. Correct?" he didn't bother to stop his nod.
They already knew a huge chunk of his brother's plans, lying would do nothing here but start a feud.
"We can provide you with such a foothold. In order to do so we need YOUR help."
"My help? Why not just get Itachi himself?" Hanabi grinned cheekily.
"Because we know you want to help your brother. We know you want his position but you don't want to remove him with out his own consort. If you do this you'll have fifty percent of the credit. We can easily do this without your help Sasuke-san but it would add far too many unneeded necessities." Sasuke blinked slowly.
Fifty percent of what exactly? He narrowed his eyes.
"What exactly is your plan any way?"
"We need your help to have your brother…woo Hinata Hyuuga." He stopped all movement.
And he scowled.
"So your just trying to help your sister, should've known. I'm not selling my brother off to some whore." Before he could get another word out he bit his tongue at the MANY pissed off faces in the room.
"Your wrong Uchiha-San. Hina-Chan is no whore. In fact it's the very same girl your brother was about to clock your jaw over." His eyes widened at the memory.
"He was drunk." He protested.
"Course he was." Not. He sighed that memory wasn't leaving him anytime soon. His brother had requested his presence while he was merely telling the Hyuuga not to try anything funny with his brother.
But before he could even hint at that his brother had taken them both home. It didn't show but something was clearly wrong with his brother. If it WAS that girl then that would explain a hell of a lot.
Anything else he had tried to come up with was a clearly drawn blank; he looked up at them and stood up.
They mimicked his actions and he knew without a doubt that they were going to try no matter his answer. Sasuke Uchiha did not give up, but he knew when he was beat.
Especially if it could help things out in the Uchiha. He held out his hand in a gesture of shaking hands. The young heiress quickly accepted a grin on her face.
"You have to help us set up their next meeting."
"A date already?"
"Nope. That would be too convenient, far to normal. It needs to be subtle. Something outlandish for those two." Sasuke pulled his hand back with a frown.
"I don't know a walk?" The women instantly brightened up in the basement, and Sasuke wondered briefly if he had done the right thing.
These women were painfully psychotic.