Summary:

Naruto has to explain meetings to a demon-which is tough.

But Sasuke has to endure Naruto insinuating Sasuke is trying to date Hinata Hyuga-which is tougher.


"Which Hyugas will be present at the meeting?"

"Why do you know them?" Naruto looked at him curiously. "Did they sell their soul to some demon for all of their money?"

Naruto nodded as if he had just answered his own question. "Of course they did. No one gets that rich without satanic intervention. No one."

Sasuke wanted to slap him. "You said you were done with the demon theory."

Naruto shrugged and smiled. "I didn't say that. I said I know you're not possessing Sasuke. I still think you're a demon."

Sasuke ignored his comment and insisted again. "Which member of their clan are we meeting?"

Naruto pressed his finger to his lips. "Well, let's see how do I explain client meetings and relationships to a demon..."

Sasuke deadpanned.

That wasn't what he asked about.

Like at all.

"OK so you know when someone sells their soul to you?"

"No."

"Suuure you don't." He said sarcastically. "Well it's kinda like that except ya' know, we're the ones selling our soul this time. We do what they say, and we kinda restrict what they can and can't do, but the power is always on their end."

"So that means?"

"It means that the Hyugas don't have to do what we say unless its absolutely necessary. And given their family status and the nature of the meeting, the Hyugas should be sending in a representative that isn't in their clan for today's meeting, buuut…"

Sasuke's face dropped. He rolled his eyes and leered at Naruto as if it was all his fault that the meeting didn't require an in-person element.

"Ah, don't look so sad. It's typical for rich clients to send representatives, they only show up when they absolutely must like to sign a will or something."

"When do they need another will signing?"

"That'll depend on them, not us. They just bought out the building I live in, and when they did, they came to amend the heiress's will. Maybe we'll get lucky and she'll purchase another building in the next... "He looked at his watch and smiled. "Six hours." That made Naruto laugh again.

"Perfect. Let's do that."

Naruto's laugh stopped. "No, dude that's…"

"Can't we make them come in themselves? I need to see them."

"No we can't make them come in for this." Naruto answered simply. Sasuke looked like he was about to throw a fit.

"Ugh. Stop with the glare, you didn't even let me finish." Naruto put his hand on his hips. "Like I said, the Hyugas should be sending in a representative, but lately they've been sending in the heiress and the current head of the family for each transaction."

"The heiress and the current head?"

Naruto ran a hand through his hair and settled it on his face. "Yeah. No one at the firm knows why they're showing up lately. Kiba's theory is that the head of the clan likes to rag on me personally. If it wasn't for the heiress, I'm sure he'd have already gotten me fired."

"The heiress? Do you mean Hinata?"

Naruto looked at him curiously. "Is that her name?" Naruto walked to the kitchen and rummaged through his brief case. He pulled out a stack of papers.

It seems this Naruto has more paper work than he'd ever hoped for too. Sasuke thought as he followed after him, full dressed.

"Yup! You're right!" He answered pointing at the name. "Miss Hinata Hyuga. She's saved my ass from the clan head on multiple occasions. She's easy on the eyes too. The total package: hot and rich."

A thought suddenly seemed to pass through Naruto's mind and he turned to Sasuke with a mischevious smile. "How'd your remember her name, huh?" He was wiggling his eyebrows stupidly. "Well, well, well, couldn't remember Sato's name who you've known for years, but you can remember our hot client? Your memory is selective."

Is Naruto implying that I think his wife is hot? Sasuke felt his face drop in disgust.

"She's a babe. Too bad she's our client." Naruto continued, unable to decipher why Sasuke was glaring at him. "Okay, who am I kidding, even if she wasn't my client, she's way out of my league."

Naruto looked at Sasuke with a curious smile. "Hey, do you know if Sasuke is trying to convince his dad to drop them as clients so that he can date her himself? Every time I ask him why he's trying to pass them off to another firm he tells me to shove my question right up my ass."

Sasuke had enough of this conversation. "She's interested in you, dumbass."

Naruto looked thoroughly confused. "You're crazy, demon. She's loaded and she's my current client. I'll lose my license immediately after if I even think of such a thing."

Sasuke resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "Whatever." He continued to struggle with the tie.

Naruto groaned. "You can't tie them either." It wasn't a question.

"I told him to get clip-ons, but did he listen?" He reached out and grabbed the tie. "No. He didn't listen." He expertly made a knot for Sasuke. "But hey! Why bother if I'll just tie them for him every day like a freaking lackey?" Naruto was grumbling.

Sasuke leered at him.

"Now fix it around your neck and let's review for the meeting. You barely managed to keep Itachi and Sakura from dying of worry yesterday, so we're making sure you don't raise any alarms at work."

"What do you mean?"

"Ugh. You're so slow. My Sasuke's waaaaay smarter."

Sasuke wanted to take the tie off his own neck and wrap it around Naruto's at this point.

"Obviously it means I'm going to teach you how to act like my Sasuke."