a/n: Thank you so much for your reviews. I really love seeing what you think and getting the chance to write back to you. Plus it gives me the incentive to continue to write for you all. So, for everyone who's been asking if there's a lemon in the future – I did make this M –grins- so yeah, there will be one. Oh crap! My first lemon. Guess I should start writing it now so I can obsess over it for a week while writing the other chapters. Anyways, yay Chapter 10! Hope you like :)

Summary: Itachi Uchiha shot down every attempt at a date, male or female. All of his friends and family gave up hope except his brother. Sasuke made it his personal mission to make sure Itachi got laid and he knew just how to do it. Enter Naruto Uzumaki...

Warnings: AU, Ita/Naru, Sasu/Hina

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto

The Get Itachi Laid Challenge

Chapter 10

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Thoughts: 'blah blah'

Speaking: "blah blah"

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If any of the fangirls could catch a glimpse of Sasuke Uchiha right now, they would squeal so loud it would be heard around the world. Why is that?

Sasuke Uchiha had one of those smirks on his face. That 'I know something you don't know' smirk. If Ino Yamanaka saw it, she'd probably faint at the sight. If his wife saw it, she'd probably push him onto his desk and have her way with him. That version of the Sasuke smirk was .sexy.

Fortunately, no one was around to witness the event, for he was in the privacy of his office.

So what had Sasuke smirking like that?

It was almost 5 p.m. The work day was just about over and he and Hinata had come up with a new plan. Which would be put into place right about now. He got up from his leather chair and took his time shutting down his computer. He grabbed his coat and draped it over one arm. Opening the door he saw his blonde secretary talking on the phone. Normally, he would have scolded her for making personal phone calls on company time, but at this moment, he could've cared less. So with a nod and wave – to the surprise of Ino – he walked on.

He knocked twice on the office door in front of him before turning the metal knob and walking inside, closing the door behind him. His best friend was typing furiously with his index fingers. It caused him to chuckle. The dobe never did learn to type correctly in all the time he's been working here.

"What's so funny teme?" Naruto asked, not looking up as he continued to type.

"You are." Sasuke responded as he walked closer to his friend's desk. "Still can't type I see."

"Quiet teme. It might not be the 'proper' way, but it works for me."

"Sure dobe. Listen, I'm leaving on time for once. I'm taking Hinata to a concert tonight."

"Oh?" Naruto looked up from his work and grinned. "About time you did something nice for your wife."

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "Whatever dobe. I treat my wife just fine. And I don't need someone who doesn't have one to advise me."

"Sure sure, make fun of the single guy with no life." Naruto rolled his eyes with a chuckle.

"You know I'm joking with you."

"Of course. You know teme, if you're really so concerned about me, you can always find me a wife."

"Hn." 'Working on it…just not the way you're thinking.'

"Anyways, you're leaving now?"

"Yes. Just make sure everything's secure when you leave."

"No problem boss." Naruto saluted the Uchiha. "Now get going. I've got stuff to get done."

"Have a good night dobe." Upon closing the door, a wicked grin settled on his face. There was no concert tonight. He wasn't taking Hinata anywhere. This was all part of the plan. He really wished he could've had cameras installed all over the office. He'd pay to be a fly on the wall tonight. This was the first plan he and Hinata made in which he would be unable to see the outcome. Hmm, he would have to try to beat the information out of Naruto tomorrow.

The elevator doors slowly closed. If those still working in the office had noticed, they would have shuddered at the grin promising trouble. It was the last thing seen before the doors closed completely.

The elevator announced a new presence on the floor. When the door opened, Itachi stepped out with a bulky envelope in his hand. The entire floor was dark. Any sane workers had gone home at least a couple of hours ago. It was fortunate for him. He didn't want to deal with the stares from everyone anyway. He walked toward his brother's office to give him the package he promised on Saturday. He was happy to get some of these proposals off his hands. His office was pretty swamped these days.

He passed by a door and noticed a light on under it. Someone was getting some late work done he supposed. He reached his brother's office at the end of the hall and tried to open the door. It was locked. He knocked. No answer. 'Don't tell me my foolish little brother forgot.'

He leisurely walked back the way he came, figuring he would ask whoever was in the other office about Sasuke. He was about to knock on the door when he noticed the nameplate. A slow grin overtook his normally stoic face. If anyone had seen that look, they would have run screaming in terror. He knocked twice.

"Come on in Kabuto."

Itachi wondered who Kabuto was and opened the door. Naruto was the picture of concentration, head down, intent on whatever he was writing. He didn't even look up as he spoke.

"You can take the garbage, but don't take that box yet. It still has stuff in it."

Itachi smirked. "Uh, I don't really do garbage."

Naruto froze. That voice…

He hadn't seen him since Saturday evening. That was pre-understanding of the reason behind the pounding of his heart and the constant blushing that always began the moment the dark haired man was in his presence. Now, said man was here...in his office. Oh god, he wasn't ready. Not yet. Naruto swallowed nervously. Iruka said he wouldn't know unless he asked. How was he supposed to just ask something like that?

"Good evening Naruto."

Just those three words in that deep voice sent shivers down Naruto's spine. He took a deep breath to steel himself and looked up.

Leaning against the door in a black trenchcoat that made him look sinfully good was Itachi. He had that sexy smirk on his face.

Naruto blushed. He had just assumed Itachi, of all people, was a custodian there to pick up garbage. As if…

"Itachi...hi. Uh, yeah, sorry about that." He rubbed the back of his head trying to hide his embarrassment. "Uh, what are you doing here?"

"I was supposed to see Sasuke and give him these proposals that I promised to pass on to him. But he seems to be missing." He held up the envelope.

"Oh. Yeah, well, he left a few hours ago. He and Hinata had tickets to a theater or concert or something."

"Ah." 'Then why did Sasuke tell me to meet him here after work?' "He must have forgotten."

Naruto nodded. He was able to calm his racing heart just slightly. Well, if it had to do with business, he could handle that. It was something familiar to fall back on. "If you want, I can look at them to see which ones he would most likely be interested in taking on." Itachi gave him a nod and took off his coat, folding it and placing it over the chair. Then he passed the envelope over, making sure their hands touched, and sat across from the blond. Naruto took the package, unable to stop the gasp from escaping when their hands brushed. Itachi glanced at the blond through his long dark lashes making Naruto blush again and look down. Itachi wanted to smile at how cute he was. Soon he would be all his.

Naruto started looking through the various proposals, separating them into piles after perusing each one. Meanwhile, Itachi was thinking.

First, he wondered about Sasuke. His brother would never forget an appointment. Ever. Father had drilled that thought into their heads more than enough times as they grew up. In fact, it seemed mighty convenient that the one time he comes to see Sasuke at his office, he finds his brother long gone and the office completely empty save for one very specific blonde. He slowly began connecting the dots.

- Sasuke inviting Naruto over without telling him he was there, and being kept in the dark about Naruto's relationship with Gaara.

- The family dinner and the infamous tripping of Naruto that led to a kiss that, even now, he couldn't get out of his head.

- The invitation to Amaterasu - coincidentally, initiated by Sasuke - leading to a photo mysteriously taken by someone that somehow mysteriously made it into the paper the very next morning.

Each dot connected. And when it created a completed circle in his mind, he almost laughed.

He had been completely and totally fooled and outmaneuvered by his own brother!

All this time he thought Sasuke was just getting back at him, when he was really just trying to hook him up – in the most embarrassing way possible, of course.

If Naruto had looked up at that moment, he would have seen a once in a lifetime phenomenon. Itachi smiled. Really, truly, full blown smiled. No one, beyond maybe his parents, knew something like that was actually possible. 'Hn. Well played Sasuke.' Now that he had made the connection, everything that had happened over the last week or so made so much more sense. He was sure now that Sasuke was the mastermind behind this whole scheme.

He was going to kill Sasuke.

He looked at the lowered blond head and the smile turned into a smirk.

He just might have to thank him first though.

His complete attention now turned to the man in front of him who had somehow turned his world completely topsy turvy. His little brother, wittingly or unwittingly, had given him a perfect opportunity to spend time with the blond. Oh, the possibilities. So many ideas ran through his head - a lot of them involving clothes off. If he wasn't in Naruto's presence, he might have smacked himself in the forehead. This really was not the time to be thinking of the things he could use that desk for. Or the couch. Or the floor... Oh good lord, he needed to stop. He shook his head before his thoughts became nosebleed-worthy. He couldn't go that far yet. He didn't want to scare the blond to death. At least, not before he knew exactly what Naruto thought of him.

"Hey, Itachi…" Itachi was almost thankful to be interrupted from his runaway thoughts.

Hmm?"

"These five here Sasuke probably wouldn't mind taking on. This one here," Naruto held up another, "is a maybe. These two though, I wouldn't mess with and I advise you to do the same." He saw the question in Itachi's eyes and went on. "This one is asking for way too much without them wanting to do any work on their own. And this other group has so many stipulations up front that it makes me nervous." He handed the two over for Itachi to look over.

Itachi took the two and skimmed them. He looked up when he was done and nodded. Naruto was correct. He certainly had a head for business deals. Well, he was a Namikaze after all.

Naruto returned his attention to the other ones in his possession. Itachi was back to thinking again. Well, his oh so gracious brother had gone through the trouble of making sure he and Naruto would be alone. He might as well take advantage of of it and really get to know the blond.

"Naruto, how about some dinner."

Naruto almost got whiplash from looking up so fast. "Huh?" Nah…he knew Itachi couldn't have meant it THAT way.

He was so naïve.

"Have dinner with me."

"Now?" His eyes widened.

Itachi shrugged. "No time like the present. Aren't you hungry?"

Of course Naruto was hungry. His last meal was at 12:30 in the afternoon. He was surprised his stomach wasn't loudly rebelling against working so late. He nodded to Itachi's question.

"Well then, save that for tomorrow. We're going out."

Naruto laughed. "Ok ok. You don't have to twist my arm to get me to eat. I'll get my coat."

"One moment Mr. Uchiha. I'll make sure your table is ready."

Naruto wasn't even paying attention. He was looking around in awe. He could guarantee he'd never been in a restaurant this expensive in his life. The décor was beautiful. And considering the high floor they were on, he knew the view would be awesome. He didn't even want to know how much the food went for in a place like this.

He was nervous…or maybe more anxious than nervous. Mostly because he wasn't sure what this was. Was it business? Was it a date? Itachi hadn't specifically said it was business. Course, he hadn't actually said it was a date either.

"Please follow me."

Itachi nudged him to alertness and he followed him and the hostess to their table. Their table was next to a window and afforded a gorgeous view of the night skyline.

"Wow."

"Impressed?" Naruto's eyes widened. He hadn't meant for that to be said aloud.

"It's beautiful."

"Yes, it is." Naruto hadn't noticed, but Itachi wasn't talking about the city view.

Naruto figured everyone must jump at the Uchiha name, because they received immediate service. Water was brought, orders taken, and the two were left alone to their own devices within a matter of a couple of minutes.

Itachi took a drink and a deep breath. He was nervous. An Uchiha nervous? The gods must be laughing. Well, if he could take on an entire business empire, he could handle an attempt at a date. Even if his companion didn't actually know it was one. He cleared his throat, then turned to the blonde in front of him. "So…"

Naruto looked up into his eyes. When their eyes met, Itachi almost forgot how to breathe. He tried to think of how to start a decent conversation. What had happened to his conversational skills? Oh that's right, he hardly ever had to use them.

"I hadn't really thought about it before, but I don't know all that much about you."

"Eh…not really much to know. I'm not all that interesting." Naruto shrugged.

"Hn…I'd doubt that."

"You really want to know about me?"

"I wouldn't have asked if I didn't." Naruto was surprised. Not many cared enough to ask him about himself. Of course, it wasn't like he got around that much. He usually spent most of his time with Sasuke, unless Iruka or the Sabakus were in town.

"I don't even know where to start…"

"How about the beginning."

And so he did. He began with his childhood – what it was like with Iruka, his grandparents who visited him once every few years, his goals and dreams. He talked about how he goofed his way through his first two years of high school and how Iruka finally made him change his ways, in the end helping him graduate with good grades. He told Itachi more about those he considered his brothers and sister and how much they impacted each other. He went on about how he started working for Sasuke, how he moved up the corporate ladder, and how they became best friends through it all.

And Itachi just watched and listened. His chin sat in his hand and he watched the blond light up, hands waving animatedly as he talked about all the things close to his heart. He hardly ever did this – just listen to someone talk and actually care about what they said. Most people had ulterior motives for talking to an Uchiha. To be able to freely listen without practically hearing a sales pitch or having people throw themselves at his feet was quite enjoyable. The more Naruto talked, the more Itachi relaxed.

Dinner came and went. Naruto thought it was the best food he'd ever tasted. The two even split dessert, each taking a stick of dango. While they sipped on their drinks, Itachi began to speak. Naruto hadn't even asked, but Itachi was willing. He never likes to give out personal information about himself. Yet for some reason, he felt compelled to tell the blond everything. He talked about his childhood, his father's expectations, the one time he and the blond had met - now that he finally remembered the event, and him and his brother's competitive relationship. He told him about school, university, taking on Uchiha Enterprises, about his parents' constant attempts to get him a date, about all of his friends who tried to do the same.

Itachi's story didn't take nearly as long, but Naruto just sat there, with his chin in both hands, completely captivated with it. It was interesting listening to how much their lives differed from one another. Yet at the end of the day, despite their differences, they both went home alone. But as Itachi continued to talk, Naruto thought he could easily imagine himself sitting across from Itachi at a table or next to him on the couch in his expensive condo. He would willingly listening to him talk about work or anything else. He smiled softly at the thought.

Itachi saw that smile and felt like melting. It was completely unguarded, without thought. He hoped that he was the one to put that beautiful smile there.

Itachi drove Naruto home. It was close to midnight, yet he wasn't ready for the night to end. He had never felt so relaxed in another's presence.

"Hey Itachi. You really need more stuff in your place."

'Well, that was random.' Itachi thought. "Why is that?"

"It's so bare!"

"Hn."

"I mean you need photos or pictures or something on the walls. It's just so white."

"Well, I don't spend much time there, so I hadn't noticed it."

"That's because you work too much. You should spend more time at home."

'Why? There's nothing to come home to.' Itachi thought to himself. He glanced over at Naruto. 'Well, that might be changing soon.'

He pulled over and parked. Both of them sat quietly for a moment, neither wanting to end whatever this thing had been. Naruto stopped short of calling it a date, even though Itachi paid for everything and waved off his attempts to give him money. He would love it to be a date. But he really didn't want to get his hopes up. His mind went back to what Iruka told him. He really wouldn't know unless... Naruto finally broke the silence, shyly looking over at Itachi. "Uh…y-you wanna come up for a minute?"

Itachi locked eyes with the blond. He wanted to. Oh god, how he wanted to. However, it was late. And the things he had in mind to do with his blond would take much longer than the time they were allowed. And Itachi planned on taking his time when he finally had Naruto to himself. So he would wait.

"I'd love to, but I'll take a raincheck. It's really late. And I already took you away from your work."

"Pssh…don't worry about that. It's nothing I can't finish tomorrow." He opened the door. Itachi did the same, casually walking with Naruto to the entrance of his apartment building. Naruto turned to Itachi. "Hey, I've got an idea! You doing anything Saturday?"

"No, I don't think so."

"Awesome! I'll make dinner for you. Your place. We're going to work on making those white walls of yours less bare."

And there went the famous eyebrow.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm serious. Pull out your family photos. I'll even bring mine just for fun since Iruka already started the demise of my reputation. I'll bring some empty frames."

"You're serious about this?"

"Of course." The grin on Naruto's face stretched from ear to ear.

Itachi chuckled already making plans in his head of all the things he would do to the blond that night. "Alright then. Saturday at 5?" Naruto smiled and nodded.

Another moment of silence. This one a little more uncomfortable than the last. Again, Naruto broke it. "Thanks for dinner…Itachi." He was looking down, willing away a blush until he saw those black leather shoes getting closer. He looked up and immediately got caught in that dark gaze.

Itachi came even closer until Naruto's back was against the brick wall. He placed his palms against the wall on either side of the tanned face, pinning Naruto in with his arms.

"I-Itachi…w-what are you doing?" Itachi smirked and leaned in brushing his lips against Naruto's, immediately moving back to see his reaction.

Naruto, the moment he felt the first light touch of those lips, immediately closed his eyes in bliss. It ended up being so light, he was afraid to open his eyes just in case he was dreaming it.

"Naruto…"

He blinked his eyes open at the whispered call of his name. Blue eyes met dark ones. His mind was screaming for Itachi to kiss him again. Naruto's tongue slipped out to nervously lick his slightly dry lips.

Itachi saw that pink tongue dart across those lips and he lost it, crushing his lips to the blond's, wrapping one arm around the other's waist to pull him closer. A moan escaped from Naruto as he was crushed against the hard body.

Itachi wanted more…he slid the tip of his tongue across those lips hoping Naruto would understand. Unconsciously, those lips parted and he angled his head as his tongue entered that hot cavern. Itachi groaned. Yes, this was what he wanted. The taste was so much better than what he had imagined it could be. He felt a tongue shyly slide along his and Itachi intensified the kiss, practically devouring Naruto.

Naruto released a whimper. He felt like he was drowning. My god, he never thought one kiss could be so good, so intense. His arms slowly wound their way around Itachi's neck, allowing him to do whatever he wanted. Their tongues danced, twisted, stroked. Naruto grew bolder and caught the tongue with his teeth and sucked on it, eliciting another moan from the Uchiha. He could hardly breathe, but he refused to let go. Instead, Naruto drew closer to the taller male, tugging on the dark strands of hair. He wanted more. He wanted to be closer…inside his skin. He wanted…Itachi.

Itachi knew he was going too fast. His good intentions were close to flying out the window as they warred with his desire to carry the blond up to his apartment and make him his right now. He slowed down, sucking Naruto's lower lip and dragging his teeth lightly over it before letting go. Their foreheads met and their harsh breaths mingled together. Both pairs of eyes remained closed not wanting to let reality step in just yet. Naruto shivered as fingers slowly glided up and down his back. How he could feel it through his jacket, he didn't know, but it almost burned.

"Itachi." He whispered with a shuddering breath.

Itachi slowly opened his eyes and observed the expressions on Naruto's face. He committed that face to memory. Long fingers threaded through blond hair.

"Open your eyes Naruto."

Naruto couldn't help but obey the deep commanding voice. He looked into Itachi's eyes, shocked at the amount of emotions he saw simmering in them. Whoever started calling him an Ice King lied. All he saw was passion and fire.

Itachi finally pulled away and smirked smugly at Naruto's ravished look.

"Good night Naruto. Thanks for dinner…and dessert." He licked his lips then walked off toward his car. Naruto stayed against the wall watching Itachi walk away, his hand clutching his shirt in the area where his pounding heart resided. He waved once more before Itachi drove off. His legs shook as he climbed to his 2nd floor apartment. The moment he closed the door, he slid to the floor with the biggest smile ever.

THAT was a kiss.

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Edited 3/20/09

a/n: So I know you're probably thinking "SQUEEEE FINALLY!" Or maybe that's just what I was thinking as I wrote it. So yeah, finally a first date! And a kiss! Now, aren't you kiddies looking forward to Naruto's Saturday dinner. -grins- OH, and yes, I made Kabuto a cleaning guy XD

And now, I need your help. Gaara gets one more moment of glory in the next chapter. Because of the circumstances, I need him to have a girlfriend to mention. (or boyfriend...might as well throw that out there XD) It cannot be Sakura or Ino. But anyone else in the Narutoverse non-filler or filler is fair game. Let me know in your review who you would choose. I will count them up and the one with the most will win and be mentioned in the next chapter (which by the way is already close to being finished so yay me!). Thanks in advance for your reviews and help! :)