So I'm up at 4 am because there's a monster spider in my bathroom and I'm scared he's going to come over here and eat me, and in order to stay awake I'm going to keep my mnd busy and update my story :p

The next two days passed in a blur, Jiraiya kept his promise to stay by Nao's side every minute of every day, whenever Kyuubi was around so was he. She could barely get a moment to herself, but that was ok because that meant the red headed bastard couldn't get to her either. The morning after the party Hinata came over again and told Nao all about the school she'd be visiting soon while she made the blond gorgeous for her press conference. Nao was actually kind of sad to see her go, it was like the little brunette was the first semi normal connection she'd had in a long time.

The press conference went off without a hitch, Kyuubi answered most of the questions and Nao was glad to let him, her mind was else where and the few times she was asked something she stumbled over an answer not even listening to what the queerie was. Kyuubi chewed her out later on while they were driving to the hotel, again Nao didn't even hear what was going on around her, she was thinking about all the changes Konoha had gone through over the past few years. There was plenty of time to relax and think that day because Kyuubi had nothing else planned for them, which was odd and Nao worried maybe he had alterior motives. Turns out the man just wanted her to get 'caught' out by the pool in a skimpy bathing suit so that the next day's tabloid would have her picture on the front page along with a column about her killer curves. It wasn't terrible but it was still not what Nao wanted to do with her day, it just meant she was being leered at and random guys were trying to pick her up pool side. That night Nao updated her blog and hit the hey early, taking advantage of her fee time, she fell asleep with Jiraiya sitting beside her reading a book.

The next day they were scheduled to be at 'Hokage Tower' a tall building that had been the meeting place for the city's leaders and counsel. It was refurbished now and open for visitors and even parites on occasion, but the old way of ruling the town had crumbled and there were no more hokages. The director was a well known man named Zabuza Momochi, a strange looking man with a rather sinister mind who's movies were dark but always fared well at the box office. Kyuubi had been talking to the man for months until finally the diector agreed to meet Nao and decide whether or not she was the actress he was looking for. Obviously he had said yes, not because of her figure or charming demeanor but because of the sad glint in her eyes, at least that was what he told her when she asked why he had made the decision.

The scene was beautiful from what used to be the hokage's office one could enjoy looking at all the hills on the horizon and the trees that poked up in random palces. Konoha used to be a place full of ninjas so from that vantage point Nao could see the training grounds where the 'shiobi' used to practice, they were strategically placed around the tower and city so that in case of an attack the ninjas would be available to protect the villagers. After the scenes were filmed at the tower the whole group of actors and crew made their way over to one of the training grounds. What was supposed to be a quick filming process turned into an all day event, and by the time Nao was told she could leave the sun was well on its way to setting.

When they got back to the hotel she ordered a massage to relax her aching muscles, most of which were in her legs and feet, the tension caused by the heels she had been wearing all day. After that the girl took a hot bubble bath while Jiraiya sat protectively outside the door, finally Nao crawled into bed and slept deeper and more soundly than she had in a long time.

000

It was the first time Sasuke had been home in two days, he'd been crashing at the club house in order to avoid Itachi and all the awkward silences that came with being around his brother. He had actually gone to school without Gaara demanding him to, but when Sakura had come in bragging about an autograph from 'Princess Nao' he quickly got tired of being there and dismissed himself to go back to the club house and play some Xbos. The second day he managed to go to make it to third period before leaving, it was a wonder how he was passing any of his classes. Then again all it took was a smirk and he could have anyone he wanted writing his essays or solving his math problems, so maybe it did make sense, it wasn't moral but it worked for the Uchiha, besides he was 'gifted' and already knew most of the stuff the others were just learning.

Sasuke stood at the end of his drive way with his back leaned against the door of his car and arms crossed over his chest. No matter how many times he drove up it always took his breath away and sent a chill down his spine. His parent's home was quite stylish just another way for them to show case their expensive taste, her mother had her fancy clothes, Itachi had his business, Sasuke had his cars and his father had their house. Fugaku had designed the whole thing himself, from the tradition japanese exterior to the imported grass that covered the lawn. The whole set up was gorgeous starting at the end of the drive way, made of dark clay red and off white pebbles bordered by a row of shiny gray rocks, covered in a clear silicone base that could easily be hosed down to maintain the clean look of the house. The grass was a perfect shade of green and trimmed to a precise length so that no weeds could be differentiated from the rest of the lawn. The walk way that branched off from the drive way and lead up to the front door matched the small rocks of the drive way and at the request of his wife, who wore heels every day, was also covered in silicone. There was a cherry blossom tree planted approximately five feet away from the entrance and the long branches arched over the door, shading it and making the house look a little more inviting. The building itself was made with traditional japanese building materials, exposed dark wood beams and a matching door with lighter wood planks making up the walls interrupted by the occasional large round window that offered outsiders a look into the Uchiha's high society decor. There was a wrap around deck that went all the way to the back yard where it expanded out to fifty feet and then dropped down to a huge pool. Most people didn't get to see the back yard, which made it something of a safe haven for any Uchiha that wanted to escape the pressures of the outside world.

Sasuke sighed and ran a hand through his hair, as stunning as the house was he hated it more than anything. He had only come back because Itachi had requested his presence, which of course meant he demanded Sasuke come home 'or else'. He pushed himself away from the car and walked slowly up to the door, taking his time and kicking at the stones his brother's tires had dropped on their way up to the garage. A valet would be out to bring his car into the garage he would probably notice the scattered rocks and sweep the whole area clean. All too soon he was standing at his front door and the feeling of dread that usual came with turning the handle washed over him, but he did it anyway.

He found Itachi sitting on one of their gray leather couches in the living room with a tabloid in his hand flipping through the pages with disinterest written all over his face, Sasuke kicked his shoes off and made himself comfortable in the black chair across from his brother.

"Well hello there little brother." the elder Uchiha tossed the magazine onto the dark wood coffee table. "You got my message then."

"Clearly." there was one thing that bothered Sasuke more than anything, and that was people asking questions that had obvious answers, of course his brother knew this and exploited his knowledge every chance he got.

"Oh don't be sour little brother, today I need you at your cheeriest." He waited until Sasuke's eyes met his before going on, "We are going to have a guest this evening, Princess Nao will be joining us for dinner and we must make a good impression."

Sasuke scoffed and crossed his arms, "You mean we have to pretend to be a l...l...l..." he sarcastically stumbled over the word that was so rarely used in his home, "loving family?" he threw Itachi a bored look and picked up the tabloid that had been thrown aside. He flipped to a page that was covered with pictures of the female star, she was in a bikini in most of them, coming out of a pool or lounging in a chair poolside, there must have been at least half a dozen captions pointing out the girl's perfect attributes.

"That's right little brother, so put your best outfit on for tonight we will be dining with royalty." Itachi got up from his chair and headed down the hall to the stairs.

Sasuke listened to his foot steps fade as the man climbed the stairs and went down the second story corridor to his bed room. He was less than eager to put on a facade for some chick who's head was probably so full of hot air if it wasn't for her big tits she'd float away. But he'd do as he was told or suffer the circumstances, and knowing his brother there would be repercussions, and they would be bad, very very bad. So resigning himself tot he idea Sasuke got up and climbed the flights of steps to his apartment. As the brunette sat on his sofa he tried to think of something other than what was to come that night, he opted to think about his friends, maybe he should invite them over just to screw with Itachi's plans. Kiba would probably shit himself when he saw the star, Shika would be indifferent as would Shino and Neji, Lee would talk more than necessary to hide his shyness, and Gaara would most likely just sit and stare at her, analyzing and scrutinizing her. But just as he was about to dial the red head's number he remembered the last punishment Itachi had dished out and flipped his phone shut.

Sasuke sat for another thirty minutes before getting up and taking a shower, he stayed in there for a good twenty minutes washing his hair and rubbing off all the grime he'd acquired over his stay at the club house. When he got out he decided to go to school considering he hadn't been to any of the classes that took place during the second half of the day in a long time. So he got dressed and headed down stairs towel drying his hair as he went. "Itachi?" he called out not surprisingly receiving no response. "I'm going to school, I'll be back in time to change for dinner."

He walked through the kitchen and the informal dining room to the attached garage. This part of the house was his favorite, after his room, it was multileveled though from the outside it didn't look it, the top 'floor' was the cars that got used daily and the one under that were the auto mobiles that hardly ever got touched and were more for show. Sasuke had his choice of which ride he wanted, if he felt like being a show off he could take the ferrari or lambo, but he preferred the less flashy cars, the ones that purred when he started them up. Normally he would take the one he bought himself but today he found himself feeling a bit daring, so he chose one of the many motorcycles on the first level. He didn't know what it was called but knew that the dark red color spoke to his need and he climbed onto the black leather seat and turned the key. The bike came to life and as he let go of the clutch it shot out of the garage at full speed leaving a skid mark in its wake. Sasuke smirked knowing that would piss his brother off.

Sasuke pulled into the parking lot just as the bell was ringing for what he was assuming was the end of third period, just in time for lunch. He parked his bike in between Gaara's cadi and Lee's beetle to protect it from anyone that would do it harm. He waltzed into school like he hadn't been absent half the day, and made his way to the student counsel room. His friends were there as expected except for Lee, as expected, they each gave him a curt nod and went back to what they were doing.

Gaara however got up from his computer and came to sit on the top of the boy's desk, "Well look who's here."

Sasuke gave his friend a sultry look and put his hand on the red head's knee, "Are you my sexy secretary today?" it was all in good fun, he was in a rather playful mood today.

Neji's head snapped up from his textbook and he glared at the Uchiha, growling deep in his throat. "You wish." Gaara brushed the hand away and quirked an eyebrow at the brunette. "What brings you to school today president Uchiha?"

"Learning and girls and shit." Sasuke leaned back and kicked his feet up on his desk.

"Highly unlikely." Kiba spat out as he rolled over from across the room in one of the chairs. "I bet you just got bored being at the club house all by your lonesome." he stuck his tongue out.

"Yes so very bored without my jester to make fun of." Sasuke picked up a paper clip and flicked it at the brunette with impressive accuracy, hitting the boy on the nose.

"Ow!" Kiba pouted and rubbed his injured shnoz.

"Something happen at home?" Gaara rolled his eyes at their immature class mate and turned his attention back to the Uchiha, he knew something must have happened to bring his friend back to school of his own free will.

"Of course not, I just missed you guys so much." He clasped his hands over his heart and gave each boy in the room a look that made them uncomfortable.

"I told you he was bored."

"I already agreed with you Kiba." He looked around, "Where's our food?"

"What do you mean our?" Neji got up to grab his boyfriend's hand and lead him away from the other brunette, who was acting rather strangely.

"I mean 'our' I'm fuckin starving."

"Maybe if you consumed something other than fritos and monster you wouldn't be so hungry." Gaara made himself comfortable in Neji's lap but continued to stare at Sasuke.

"Jesus I'm sorry mother, I'll eat a salad at dinner tonight." he smirked, "If I can stop staring at Nao long enough to actually eat."

Kiba screamed and leapt up from his chair to stand and point a finger accusingly at Sasuke, "What did you just say?"

Sasuke feigned embarrassment, "oops, did I say that out loud."

"You did that on purpose." Shika opened one eye to roll it at the Uchiha.

"You are having dinner with the princess! I am so coming over!"

"It's rude to invite yourself to someone else's home." Shino closed his book, knowing he wouldn't be able to read any more with all the yelling that was going on.

"I don't give a shit! I'll give you anything you want!" Kiba dropped to his knees and shimmied the rest of the way over to where Sasuke sat.

"Blow me." the room fell silent and Kiba's face turned green.

"S...seriously?"

"You said anything, blow me." Sasuke spread his knees and undid his belt.

"But..."

"You don't want to come over then hm? Ok." He made to get up but stopped when a hand gripped his knee.

"No wait, can I do something else,"

"Considering where he started you might want to stick with giving him head." Gaara was smirking evilly.

"Well?" there was a pause as all eyes locked on Kiba to watch the boy do the math in his head, add Nao subtract dignity equals humiliation.

"I can't," the brunette looked down at his hands and sighed defeated.

"Thank god, that would just complicated our relationship and I can't deal with one more fan girl looking to ride my dick on a daily basis." Sasuke flicked the boy's forehead and redid his belt.

Everyone laughed except Kiba who was busy glaring at all his friends, "I hate you."

"Just come by at like six and don't tell Itachi I invited you."

The rest of the afternoon passed surprisingly quick, all the boys some how managed to weasel their way into an unofficial invite for dinner. School let out at three and the friends left to their club house, though Shino and Kiba went to the store to get groceries considering their food stock was waning. Shino would make smart choices and Kiba would only want junk food so there would be a balance when they got back. The six were eventually joined by Lee who had stayed late to talk to some teachers about extra credit, and he got an invite as well. They spent an hour or so hanging out and playing games, before splitting up to go their own ways, more than likely all going home to get dressed for their meeting with Princess Nao. Sasuke's ride was a quick one, as he sped through most of the lights and cut several corners to get around slow drivers. He was suddenly very eager to get home and change, secretly excited to see how the evening would play out. With a smile he parked the bike back in its spot and heading inside with a smirk painted on his face.

"Oh Itachiiii"

Ok so I'm pretty much delusional right now so I'm going to bed, please review and all that! good night.

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