The Four Suits Chapter 3: The Turn, a naruto fanfic

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The Four Suits

The Turn

Naruto wrung his hands as he paced back and forth inside Itachi's office. The man had told him to stay there while he went to deal with the situation. Naruto was more than happy to comply, not wanting to deal with what was about to happen.

His dad was here. His dad was here! Naruto could only be thankful that papa wasn't there as well. That would have been hell. His father was bad enough.

Naruto stalked towards the couch, sinking down onto it and drawing his legs up to his chest. He rested his forehead against his knees with a sigh. He didn't need this. His stupid parents could jeopardize everything.

"Naruto,"

Naruto looked up, his eyes widening as he looked at Kisame. The man sunk down onto the couch across from Naruto, closing his eyes briefly.

"How bad is it?" Naruto asked in a small voice. Kisame chuckled as he opened his eyes.

"Your father is in near hysterics," he said. "He's demanding to see you, refusing to listen to Itachi."

"Oh God..." Naruto whispered. "Crap. I am so fired."

"Oh, no," Kisame reassured him. "No way. Itachi probably sees this as a business opportunity. I mean, you're the son of Senator Minato Namikaze."

"Namikaze-Kitsune," Naruto corrected automatically. "Everyone forgets that."

"Yeah," Kisame said with a grin. "So why's your last name Uzumaki?"

"It was my birth mother's," Naruto whispered. "she was a surrogate for my fathers. I am genetically Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki's child, but I don't consider myself related to Kushina. Kyuubi Kitsune is my father as much as Minato is. But when Minato decided that it was time to be to become part of Yellow Flash, the company my Grandfather set up and Kyuubi runs, I didn't want to. I never wanted to ride my parent's fame and fortune, I wanted to make my own. So as part of my rebellion I changed my name to Uzumaki. That, I think, is what hurt my parents the most, especially Papa- I mean, Kyuubi."

"So why is he here?" Kisame asked. Naruto sighed.

"He probably heard I was working here and wants to know why I am willing to work for this company and not his," Naruto explained, rubbing his eyes. "And he's probably using it as an excuse to re-establish contact with me."

"You don't talk?"

"No. Not since I changed my name."

Naruto's palm pilot began to ring, Itachi's name flashing across the screen. Naruto answered it quickly, his hands fumbling.

"Yes?"

"Naruto, I believe your father cannot be convinced you have a lot of work that needs to be done and is demanding to see you. Can you spare a minute or two?"

"Ah, of course, Itachi."

Naruto hung up, taking a deep breath and rising. He offered Kisame a shaky smile before heading towards the door.

This would not be easy.

"Will they be a problem, big brother?"

"No. They may be a nuisance, but they are nothing Naruto can't handle."

"You are sure?"

"Am I ever wrong?"

"You have been wrong on many occasions."

"...shut up, little brother."

Naruto paused outside the room his father was in. Off the lobby, it was a small meeting room used for unwanted guests. Like Minato. Naruto closed his eyes for a moment before reaching out and pushing the door open.

He stalked into the room, crossing to Itachi's side and ignoring his father's exclamation of his name.

"You wanted to see me, Mr. Uchiha?" he said with a smile. Itachi's eyes were filled with amusement.

"Yes, Naruto," he replied. "Senator Namikaze-Kitsune would like a word."

Naruto turned to face his father for the first time since he entered the room. It was also the first time he had seen his father in three years. The man was exactly how he remembered.

His eyes were the same stunning blue as Naruto's, his hair a lighter gold. The paleness of his hair hid if he had any grey hairs yet, and the tan of his skin helped draw attention away from the fine lines creasing the edges of his eyes and mouth. He was staring at Naruto like a man who was seeing water after wandering for days in a desert.

"Senator Namikaze-Kitsune," he greeted him blandly. He saw Minato physically flinch.

"Naruto..." he whispered. "It's been so long."

"It has been quite a while since I last saw you, sir," Naruto agreed, his voice still flat. "May I enquire as to why my presence is required at this meeting, Senator Namikaze-Kitsune?"

"Naruto!"

Minato was glaring at his son, his eyes crackling with a fire that also appeared in Naruto's when he was angry. His entire frame, as delicate as Naruto's, was shaking as he clenched his hands into fists.

"Stop this!" Minato shouted. "I am your father. Don't use my last name! Our last name!"

"My last name is Uzumaki," Naruto said flatly. "And you stopped being my father years ago when you tried to force me to be you."

Minato once again flinched. He was an excellent Senator, but he could never deal with Naruto very well. His son and he were too alike, and Naruto always managed to get under his skin.

"That is enough."

Naruto spun to the door, his eyes widening at the man standing there. He was tall, towering over everyone in the room except Itachi, who he was roughly the same height as. His hair hung longer than the Uchiha's, and was also pulled back into a ponytail, but his sat higher on his head. It was the colour of blood, matching his eyes. His pale skin made him seem even more intimidating.

Kyuubi Namikaze-Kitsune crossed to his husband, wrapping an arm around Minato's shoulder in a rare show of public affection. His eyes were hard as they looked at his son, but they also held the same pain visible in Minato's.

"You will not speak to your father that way," he said coldly. "you will show him the respect he deserves."

"Mr. Namikaze-Kitsune," Naruto said with a nod. "Do you have business here at Akatsuki corp. as well? I can schedule you a meeting with Mr. Uchiha if you wi-"

"Naruto!"

Naruto winced at his papa's voice. Kyuubi released his husband's shoulder, crossing to Naruto. He stopped a foot away, glaring down at his son.

"Why are you here?" Naruto whispered, looking up into red eyes. "Why are you both here?"

"You are our son, Naruto," Kyuubi growled. "And it's time you start acting like it. Your absence has pained both Minato and I over the last three years. You fell off the radar. We've been looking for you since a week after you left."

Naruto flinched at the pain in his papa's voice. He knew they had been hurt by his actions, but he didn't know how much.

"I will not apologize," Naruto whispered. "You had no right to do what you did. You tried to force me into a job I didn't want. You tried to control my life."

"I know, Naruto," Kyuubi sighed. They were both speaking softly, so softly that Naruto doubted anyone else in the room could hear them. "Your father and I regretted that as soon as you left. Please, come home. You don't have to work for us, but stop this madness. Leave this job. Come home."

Naruto stepped away from his father, shaking his head. He looked up at him, trying not to see the raw pain in his father's usually emotionless eyes. Kyuubi was always the stronger of his parents, the one who could handle anything with a calm face and a smart plan. Seeing him in pain was... difficult for Naruto.

"I can't," Naruto said in a low voice. "I've got a life now, a life free from the name Namikaze-Kitsune. I like my job, my apartment, my life. I like who I am. Please don't ask me to go back. Please."

"Naruto," Minato joined them now, reaching out a hand to his son. "We miss you..."

"I can't," Naruto repeated, stepping back from his parents. "Excuse me, I have things to do."

Naruto strode from the room, ignoring the aching in his heart. He wanted nothing more than to throw his arms around his dad and hug him tight, making the pain in his face go away. He wanted to curl up in his papa's lap like he did when he was little, and allow the man to chase his troubles away.

But he couldn't. He was free of them. He was independent. And he had to stick to the plan. Just because his parents were rich didn't mean he could bail on the others. He wouldn't. No way in hell.

If Naruto was anything, it was loyal.

Naruto nodded his head in time to the music on his IPod. Itachi had given him the rest of the day off, despite his protests, and Naruto had decided to head home and relax. As he looked around his small, cosy apartment he smiled fondly. He wouldn't give that up for anything.

He reached a good part in the song and couldn't help singing aloud.

"Juliet! The dice was loaded from the start!" he sung. "And I bet, that you exploded in my heart!"

A hand fell on Naruto's shoulder and he screamed, leaping up into the air. He spun, pulling his earphones out. Only one person had a key to his apartment aside from him.

"Hello, dickless."

Naruto glared at Sai, waiting for his heart to stop racing. The man smiled at him, one of his emotionless smiles. It looked so odd on him, and Naruto used to be unable to say why. But since meeting the Uchiha brothers he understood. Sai looked so similar to them Naruto wouldn't be surprised if they were related. He had the same pale skin, the same dark eyes and the same thin lips – lips made for smirking, not smiling.

"You scared the shit out of me, Sai," Naruto hissed. Sai's smile simply widened and he moved his hand up from Naruto's shoulder, curling it around his neck.

And then he pulled Naruto straight into an open-mouthed kiss.

"It is actually quite amusing to see you so out of it."

"Shut up."

"You are so used to being in control. I must admit, I could have used this distraction to leave the country. And I did think about it."

"...but?"

"Hmm..." a stolen kiss, a soft moan. "You're growing on me."

Naruto mentally sighed as Sai's tongue pushed into his mouth, lapping around his teeth. Naruto used his own to press at Sai's pointedly, but he was ignored. He rolled his eyes beneath his closed lids as he waited for Sai to be finished with his exploration.

A couple of minutes later, Sai pulled back from the kiss. He pecked Naruto once more on the lips before wrapping an arm around his waist and leading him away from the large window they stood in front towards the direction of the bedroom.

"Do you have any news for me?" Naruto asked, stepping away from Sai's arm as soon as they were in the bedroom. The man smiled once more at him as he shook his head.

"No. The person tailing you is very good, I don't know who they are," Sai said. "I do know that they stop following you as soon as you reach work, and start again as you leave."

"So the chances of them being hired by Itachi...?"

"Very high," Sai said. "But, the chances are equally high that they were hired by your parents. They have been searching for you for three years after all, it's about time they found you."

"They did," Naruto said with a sigh. "Today. Both of them showed up at work."

"And how did that go?"

"Horribly," Naruto admitted. "I hope they get the message and stay away, but I doubt it."

"Hmm, that is troubling," Sai agreed. "But with this new information, it is clear that the person following you was hired by Itachi. He is still following you. In fact, he is set up in an apartment across the street, spying on you through your living room window."

"Gah!" Naruto jumped, looking around as if expecting the man to appear. "What?"

"Yes," Sai nodded as he moved to stretch out on Naruto's bed. "Hence the kiss in the living room. If the Uchiha is as possessive as you say, he will confront you tomorrow in his own subtle way."

"Damn," Naruto nibbled on his lower lip for a moment. Sai was a good friend of his, and often helped Naruto when he had problems like his current one – for a while he suspected someone was following him. Sai proved that he was right. And if Sai couldn't figure out who they were Naruto had little chance of figuring it out.

"If he does confront you tomorrow," Sai said with a bright smile. "It will be confirmation. All I will need to do then is stake out Akatsuki corp. to see who goes in and out. If Itachi Uchiha is the one to hire them, then they must be a very good P.I. Someone who I will recognize from sight alone. I will call you as soon as I find out who it is."

"Thank, Sai," Naruto said. "I feel like I should be paying you for this..."

In a flash Sai was off the bed and before Naruto. He leaned down and kissed him once more, a gentle soft touch of the lips, before leaning back.

"That's payment enough, dickless."

"Don't call me that!"

The next morning, Naruto leaned his hip against Itachi's desk, waiting nervously for Kurenai's message that Itachi had arrived. The usual coffee sat on the desk, along with the faxed work. Naruto wasn't going to act any different than he did on any other day. He had no reason too. Itachi wouldn't act any differently because of Sai, after all, he usually fired his assistants for being too clingy. He couldn't be annoyed over this.

'Boss is coming up.'

Naruto hurried out to the secretary's desk, his stomach rolling. He rocked back and forth slightly before catching himself. The ten minutes were the longest he'd ever waited.

The elevator doors finally slid open and then Itachi was striding down the hall towards him. Naruto's stomach bounced further, protesting violently. Itachi looked exactly the same; cool, calm and collected.

"Mo-Morning, sir!" Naruto squeaked as Itachi approached. "I, uh, have everything on yo-your desk, and I-"

"Naruto," Itachi looked down at him with an unreadable expression. "I won't need your assistance until noon."

Itachi vanished into his office, the door slamming shut behind him. Naruto stared at the door, his mouth open slightly. Itachi had just... and then... and...

Naruto turned unseeing eyes to look at Shino, who was staring back at him. Naruto flushed before tearing through the office towards the elevator.

'What the hell was that?'

"He what?"

"I don't understand it..."

"That's not like him at all!"

"I suspect something fishy. The other guy looked familiar..."

"What will he do?"

"I don't know. I never know."

Naruto sighed as he spun his chopsticks in his ramen. He had gone up to have lunch with Itachi as usual, but found himself unwelcome, and not just by his boss. Kisame had been exceptionally cold, as had Tobi, which was just weird.

Now, sitting in the cafeteria, Naruto couldn't help but wonder what he had done. He didn't remember doing anything to Itachi... not personally. One of his parents might have, but he had no idea.

Naruto paused, his chopsticks halfway to his mouth. It couldn't be... because of Sai? Naruto frowned, lowering his chopsticks. That couldn't be right. Itachi always fucked around with his assistants, and anyone else he wanted. He never expected them to stay exclusive. So it couldn't be Sai... could it?

Annoyed, Naruto pulled out his palm pilot, tapping out an impatient message to his co-worker.

'Tobi, what the hell did I supposedly do to get you all mad at me?'

Tapping his chopsticks against his ramen he waited patiently for a reply.

'No one is mad at you, Naruto.'

Scowling, Naruto quickly typed his reply.

'Cut the bullshit. Is this about the guy in my apartment yesterday?'

The next reply came almost ten minutes later. Naruto had doubt that Tobi was composing his replies with the help of Kisame and possibly Itachi.

'We have no right to intrude into your private life. We all just assumed that you had started a relationship with Itachi.'

Naruto slammed his pilot down onto the table, furious. Not only did Tobi just admit that Itachi was having him followed, but it was quite clear that Itachi meant for him to cease all other romantic involvements he might have during him employment and involvement with Itachi.

Stalking away from his un-finished ramen, Naruto didn't realize everyone in his path was leaping aside. He hurried straight to the elevator, hitting the button multiple times. As soon as it arrived he swiped his card irritably.

As the elevator rose, Naruto's anger didn't fade. It grew. He knew he was jeopardizing the mission, but he couldn't bring himself to care.

As soon as the elevator opened on Itachi's floor, Naruto was out and stalking down the floor. He was aware of many people stopping to watch him, but he didn't care. He had one thought running through his head, and that focused on how much of a bastard Itachi was.

He swept past Shino, Lee and Tenten, ignored Sasori who actually looked at him for once, before slamming open the door to Itachi's office.

Kisame and Tobi both jumped slightly from their seats in front of Itachi's desk. Itachi himself looked up, his eyes meeting Naruto's calmly. Naruto stalked straight to the desk, slamming a hand down on the desk and pointing his other finger at his boss.

"You, Itachi Uchiha are a fucking hypocrite and a bastard!"

"He didn't!"

"I don't find it that amusing, brother."

"He actually said that?"

"Yes."

"That idiot... wait, is everything... ok?"

"What do you think, brother?"

The room was silent as Naruto and Itachi locked eyes, neither backing down. Kisame and Tobi rose from their seats, hurrying from the room. Naruto kept his eyes locked on Itachi's, slightly unsettled by the emotionless look in his eyes.

"You, Itachi Uchiha, are a fucking hypocrite and a bastard," Naruto repeated in a hiss. "I am your fifth assistant this year, and I know you fired the others because after getting involved with you they got needy, demanded you be exclusive, demanding you fuck no one but them, but the moment I kiss one other guy, I'm suddenly the enemy! You kick me out of your office, turn my co-workers against me, and act cold towards me! You are sulking like a child! I won't sit by and be celibate while you probably run around screwing whatever moves!

"And you had someone follow me! Someone watch me! I've had people follow me for three years thanks to my parents, and while I was watching my back for them I didn't think I would have to watch my front for you! So, Mr. Uchiha, you are a hypocrite and a bastard!"

Naruto lowered his accusing finger and stepped back from the desk. Itachi was still expressionless as he looked up at him, before he slowly rose. As he did, Naruto found himself sinking back into a chair.

"Neji, I'll call you back." Itachi said, reaching out to hit a button on the phone on his desk.

"Oh God..." Naruto whispered. Itachi had been in a conference call.

"First of all, Naruto," Itachi's voice was unreadable. "I will admit that it was wrong of me to hire someone to follow you when you've been through three years of it, but you should look at this from my point of view. I run the most successful company in this country. I need to know I can trust who I work with.

"Secondly... Naruto, when I get a new assistant it is true that I do indeed look for people who are blond, attractive and... for lack of a better term, easy. However, with my usual assistants I usually have them bent over my desk within an hour of their first day."

Naruto's eyes widened at that and he felt a slight stirring of arousal run through him at the thought of being pushed over Itachi's desk as the man took him from behind...

"But I didn't with you," Itachi pointed out. "You've been here for a month now, and I have done nothing more than kiss you. I've been taking things slow with you, very slow, simply because you are not just another fuck. You are something else, Naruto."

Naruto felt horrible. He could only sit and stare at Itachi in horror as he waited to be fired.

"Oh fuck," Naruto whispered. "I am so fired..."

"Of course not," Itachi said, giving him an odd look. "You are the most competent assistant I've ever had, why would I fire you? And..." Itachi looked up, his eyes smouldering. "I'm not finished with you. I won't be for a long time."

"It was quite interesting to hear, I'll tell you."

"Mmm, it sounds it..."

"Yes, and then- Are you even listening to me?"

"How can I when you're touching me like that?"

"Maybe I should stop."

"Don't you dare..."

"Hmm. Say you'll stay with me and I'll continue."

"I won't."

"You will soon."

Naruto couldn't breathe as Itachi slowly stepped out from behind his desk. He glided smoothly towards Naruto, his eyes narrowing as he approached. Naruto quickly rose from his chair, stumbling away from his boss.

Itachi advanced on him, a smirk settling on his face. Naruto realized his hands were shaking until long smooth hands gripped his. Naruto looked up into Itachi's face, which was much too close.

Itachi swept in, his lips meeting Naruto's. Naruto leant into it, his grip tightening on Itachi's hand as the man's lips moved firmly and determinedly against his. Naruto was soon parting his lips for Itachi, allowing his tongue to slide in.

Naruto whimpered as Itachi lapped at his mouth, playing with his tongue and releasing his hands. Naruto leaned against Itachi's chest as the man rested his hands on his hips. As their tongues battled eagerly, Itachi's hands slid up to Naruto's tucked in shirt, quickly tugging part of it out before racing up to rub at tan skin.

Naruto quickly pulled his lips away from Itachi's, looking up at him with hooded eyes. Itachi raised an eyebrow at him and Naruto couldn't help but smile.

"Not that I'm really complaining," Naruto whispered as Itachi dipped his head to lap at his neck. "But why are you acting different with me?"

"Because," Itachi replied instantly against his neck. "You're special."

"I am?" Naruto asked as Itachi began to suck at his neck. "How?"

"You just are," Itachi said before blowing on the mark. "Have dinner with me, tomorrow night."

Naruto froze in Itachi's arms, blinking slightly. A date? Itachi never took his assistants on dates.

"Naruto?" Itachi breathed. "Well?"

"Of course," Naruto mumbled as he reached up to run his hands over Itachi's dark hair. "How can I say no?"

"You can't," Itachi said as he lowered his lips back to Naruto's. "I told you before, you're mine."

"He what?"

"It's strange...he must really care for him."

"What makes you say that?"

"I've had dealings with this family for a long time."

"Hmm... so what now?"

"Now? Well, you keep at it, of course, and I get more free time in which to ravish you... starting now."

"Perver-ahh!"

Naruto whistled as he bounced along towards Sasuke's office. He spotted Karin sitting at the desk and put on his most charming smile, adjusting the bouquet of flowers in his hand, he hurried over to her.

"Good afternoon, Karin," he said as he leaned a hip against her desk. "You look lovely today! Did you get a hair-"

"Spare me," Karin said as she snatched the flowers from his grasp. "What do you want?"

"Is Sasuke in?" Naruto asked, his smile not fading. Karin shook her head, pulling out a vase from the cupboard behind her. "Is Haku?"

Karin gave Naruto a sharp look before looking down at the flowers in her hand. She set them in the empty vase and eyed Naruto suspiciously. Naruto gave her his most charming smile and she rolled her eyes behind her glasses.

"Go on, then," she grumbled. Naruto flashed another smile before darting to the door. He knocked, quickly tossing a look over his shoulder, half-expecting Sasuke to be there.

"Who is it?"

"Haku?" Naruto called as he turned the handle hesitantly. "It's me, Naruto."

The door swung open and Naruto found himself looking into Haku's deep brown eyes, set above his sweet smile.

"Naruto," Haku said. Something akin to relief appeared in his eyes. "It is wonderful to see you again. Come in."

Naruto slipped into the room, letting Haku shut the door behind him. Sasuke's office was set out almost identically to Itachi's. Naruto looked over at Sasuke's lover, noting that he didn't look dishevelled this time. His shiny black hair was straight, sitting just below his shoulders, his clothes were immaculate.

"Haku, can I ask you a favour," Naruto asked, shuffling slightly. "I mean, I barely know you, but still..."

"Of course, Naruto," Haku said, leading Naruto to the black leather lounge. "I hope we can be friends. I spend most of my time here the only people I really see are Sasu-" Haku cut himself off abruptly, before smiling at Naruto. "I hope we can be friends."

"I'd like that!" Naruto said, fumbling for his pilot. "Here, I'll give you my number, so when you get bored of Sasuke you can give me a call!"

"Thank you," Haku said, smiling as he pulled out his own phone. After they exchanged numbers, Naruto took a deep breath.

"Haku, I really like your clothes," Naruto began, gaining him another smile. "But I, uh, have little fashion sense myself. I was wondering if you could recommend some place-"

"Oh!" Haku smiled brightly as he interrupted Naruto. "I'll take you shopping!"

"Huh?" Naruto blinked a couple of times. "Oh, no, it's just a rush job, I have a date tomorrow night and-"

"With Itachi, right?" Haku asked, a knowing smile on his face. "We'll go shopping today. After you finish work. I know some places that are open late."

"Um, yeah, sure," Naruto said with a shrug. "I finish at five, meet in the lobby?"

"Wonderful," Haku said, his eyes sparkling. "Five it is!"

Naruto whistled as he slowly made his way down towards Itachi's office. He was in a much better mood, despite being completely and utterly confused. Itachi said he meant more than the other assistants, but was that something he said to all of them? A simple flattery to get them into bed? And if it wasn't, why was Naruto special?

Naruto yelped as a hand grabbed his arm, tugging him into a supply closet. He blinked up in surprise as the light flickered on, revealing Itachi.

"Hello, Mr. Uchiha," Naruto said with a wide grin. "What brings you to this supply closet?"

"Insolent brat," Itachi breathed, right before his lips sealed over Naruto's. Purring, Naruto wrapped his arms around Itachi's neck, allowing the man to push him into the shelves behind him.

Naruto ignored that a stapler was digging into his back. He ignored the pen poking the back of his head. He ignored the overwhelming smell of correction fluid. He simply pulled Itachi closer, immersing himself in his taste. The man's tongue was in his mouth, and Naruto quickly began a battle for dominance with his own tongue, a battle he was determined to win. He could think of nothing hotter than Itachi pinning him, dominating him, but still, Naruto liked to throw up a challenge.

A small moan worked from his throat, and Naruto wasn't able to stifle it. At the sound, Itachi drew back, pressing one last kiss to Naruto's bruised lips before he stepped back.

"Couldn't wait until tomorrow?" Naruto asked with a chuckle as he moved forward, reaching for Itachi's tie. He began to tug it towards him, bringing Itachi and his addictive kisses down with it. Itachi reached up, pressing his hands to Naruto's shoulders to stop him.

"You little minx," Itachi whispered as he leaned away from Naruto's seeking lips. "I won't take you here in a closet. No, that pleasure will be saved for tomorrow night. But if you don't stop this, I might re-think that."

Naruto closed his eyes and let out a soft moan. Itachi planned on... after their date... fuck yes. Naruto's hands tugged on the tie in their grasp, bringing Itachi's lips smashing down into his. Itachi tried to pull back but Naruto didn't allow it. He pushed his body fully against Itachi's, panting into his mouth as he slid his tongue into his boss's open mouth.

"Naruto," Itachi growled as he tore his mouth free. "Naruto, I'm warning you."

Unperturbed, Naruto began to sample the pale column of Itachi's throat. Itachi leaned his head against the shelves behind him as his hands slid from Naruto's shoulders to his hips. Naruto sucked greedily at the pale flesh, marking it enthusiastically. After allowing Naruto to carry on for a moment, Itachi quickly reversed their positions. Before Naruto could blink he found himself pinned to the opposing shelf again, Itachi growling lowly before capturing Naruto's lips once more. The young assistant had just managed to wrap a leg around the back of one of Itachi's calves when a voice reached their ears.

"Oh my! Um... can you please pass me a stapler?"

"It'll happen tomorrow."

"What will, brother?"

"The river."

"The river?"

"Yes. First comes the flop, where both hands see what has been laid out and build a plan based on that. Then there is the turn, which is where we're at now. Something new is shown, and both hands work that into their game. And then, the river. Both hands finalize their plans, and hope that it can best their opponents. And then..."

"And then what?"

"The showdown."

"What about this one?"

Naruto stared at the shirt Haku was holding up, eyeing the stretchy, silken material in disdain. The cream top had sequins sewn on it, much to his disgust.

"No, no and a thousand times no!" Naruto declared. "How about one in orange?"

Haku ignored his input, gliding straight to another hanger. He plucked off a black top, holding it up.

"What about this?" he asked with a soft smile. "It will make you look like you are draped in sin."

Naruto flushed as couple of other shoppers eyed them oddly. He rushed to Haku, snatching the shirt from his hand.

"No," he mumbled, putting it back on the rack. "Pick something... decent."

Smiling serenely, Haku lifted a white gauzy shirt from another rack, holding it up. Naruto opened his mouth to reject it, but then paused. It did look quite nice...

"Ok, I'll try it," he said, reaching for it. Haku's smile widened as Naruto took it into the change room. He quickly unbuttoned his work shirt, tossing the light blue material to the side. He pulled the white shirt on, doing up the tiny buttons quickly. He tugged it down slightly before stepping out of the cubicle.

"Wow!" Haku clapped his hands slightly. "Perfect!"

Naruto looked down at the shirt and scrunched his face up.

"You think so?" he asked, turning to look at a mirror. "I guess it's not ba- Haku! You can see my nipples!"

Giggling, Haku hurried forward to smooth the fabric over Naruto's shoulders.

"Barely," he said with another of his gentle smiles. "You should wear white more often. You look like an angel."

Blushing, Naruto tugged at the shirt slightly. It wasn't that bad, he guessed. And besides, Itachi would probably like what it looked like on him.

"Alright, I'll take it."

Naruto fiddled nervously with his plain blue shirt as he ate lunch with Kisame and Tobi in the cafeteria. Itachi had spent the first half of his day shut up in his office, leaving his three assistants to their own devices. Kisame had decided that they should spend the morning productively. Which meant that they had spent the morning throwing paper balls into the bin, trying to outdo each other.

Kisame jumped slightly as his phone went off on the table before them. He answered immediately, with his usual barking greeting.

"Sure thing," Kisame grunted. "Yes. No. No. Not sure. Yes. Right."

He hung up then, smiling his evil smile at the two other assistants.

"Itachi is done with whatever he was doing," he informed them. "He's got a meeting across town with Oto Industries. You two aren't needed and can go home early." Kisame's smile turned wicked as he turned fully to Naruto. "He said he'll send Zetsu to pick you up at seven-thirty tonight."

Naruto flushed slightly, sinking into his seat slightly. He crushed his empty ramen cup, rising from his seat. He looked down his nose at the other two men.

"If you'll excuse me, gentlemen, I have a date to get ready for!"

"So how are you coping with all this?"

"Don't sound so amused. It's damn confusing, and I'm a genius."

"Yes, but you're a genius amongst other geniuses."

"It doesn't matter. I've given up on trying to figure anything out. I have better things to do."

"Like what?"

A gasp sounded in the room, harmonized with a dark chuckle.

"Some- ah! Some warning would have- ooohh..- would have been nice..."

"You were still stretched from earlier."

"That's not what I mean- oh! Ah! Ri-Right there!"

Naruto knew he wouldn't need seven hours to get ready, so he decided to take a nap when he got home. He figured he wouldn't be getting much sleep that night, and then blushed as soon as he reached that conclusion.

Unfortunately, he forgot to set an alarm. He woke up at seven, his phone ringing beside him. It was Haku, wishing him luck on his date and reminding him that his hair would not look good slicked down.

Naruto had freaked, rushing to take a shower. He rubbed his body quickly, using the scented soap Haku had forced upon him. As soon as he was clean everywhere, he had hurried out, rubbing his hair vigorously with a towel and half-wishing that he had a blow dryer. As soon as he was clean and dry, he hurried to his room, pulling on the tight white trousers and new shirt he had set out. As soon as he had run a comb through his messy hair, gaining some order, a car had honked outside, announcing Zetsu's arrival.

Naruto grabbed his jacket, stuffed his keys, wallet and phone into the pockets of it, before he hurried from the house. He paused outside to dig his keys back out, cursing at his idiocy, before he got it locked. He turned from his house with a wide grin, hurrying out to where Zetsu was waiting impatiently.

Naruto barely remembered the ride to Itachi's. He had been so nervous, sitting in the back of the car, his teeth chattering. He had fiddled nervously with his shirt for a while, wondering if Itachi would like it. Then he looked out the window and froze.

He knew Itachi was rich. The Uchiha's always had been. But he did not expect to be taken to a mansion. Naruto had thought he had seen a mansion before, the one the Sabaku's owned was very large, but this... this blew large out of the water. It was huge. Naruto felt extremely small as the car drove up the long driveway to the double doors at the front. Zetsu actually got out of the car for once, opening Naruto's door for him.

In a daze, Naruto had made his way up to the doors, which were opened automatically for him, and had stepped inside. The large foyer was the size of Naruto's living room, dining room and study combined. He looked around, noting the large marble staircase, taking in the splendour.

"Mr. Uzumaki?"

Naruto turned, his eyes widening at the man that stood there. He was plain looking, dressed in a neat outfit that denoted his position as a butler. A butler.

"Yes," Naruto said, resisting the urge to wrap his arms around himself in case the butler saw his clearly visible nipples. "Th-That's me."

"Mr. Uchiha is waiting for you in the pearl dining room."

Naruto followed the man as he turned, his eyes widening further. A pearl dining room? What, was the emerald one being cleaned? Naruto was tempted to ask, but he feared the answer would be yes.

The walk through the halls showed that the mansion was tastefully decorated, but very impersonal. There were no pictures of Itachi or Sasuke. It was all meant for display. They finally paused outside a door and Naruto took a deep breath as the butler opened it.

Naruto slunk into the room, his eyes darting around. It was indeed decorated in various shades of pearl, and much of the furniture and items in the room, Naruto saw, held pearl inlay or decorations. A long table, one that would easily seat ten, took up most of the room.

Itachi was seated at the head of it.

Naruto stumbled in a couple of steps as he heard the door close behind him. Itachi rose, stepping out from behind the table to meet him.

"Naruto," he murmured as he strode forward, reaching for Naruto's hands. "Welcome." Itachi raised both hands to his lips and kissed them softly, his eyes never leaving Naruto's. "Please, come have a seat."

Naruto allowed himself to be led to the seat at the right of Itachi's, sinking onto the chair with a slight blush. Itachi squeezed his hand lightly before releasing it, sitting in his own seat again.

"I thought we might stay in," he murmured as picked up his half-empty wineglass. "An entirely selfish notion, of course. I wanted to keep your company all to myself."

Naruto managed to smile at Itachi, silently thankful for the man's idea. He didn't want to be seen in public with Itachi as more than his assistant at the moment. As soon as the Shadow Possession Virus was unleashed Naruto would be leaving, and if their intimate relationship got out before that he would be under suspicion. Well, more suspicion than he already would be. If he vanished now, after working with Itachi quietly and silently, people will just assume that Naruto was another casual assistant, thrown away after a number of quick fucks.

"Wonderful idea," Naruto said as he picked up his own wineglass. "Now no one will... disturb us."

Naruto sipped his wine as he watched Itachi's eyes flare slightly. He was rather surprised at the light taste. He took another sip before setting the glass down. He wasn't about to get drunk. He wanted to remember everything about this night.

The doors opened and a number of maids entered, one pushing a cart, another walking in front of her, and a third following behind them with another bottle of wine. As soon as the cart paused beside Itachi, the second maid served a salad up for him. After everything was in place they moved around to serve Naruto. The last maid placed the wine bottle beside the opened one.

Itachi picked up his salad fork at the same time as Naruto, and they both began to eat. The salad was delicious, filled with juicy cherry tomatoes. Naruto savoured every bite, but was slightly worried. Was this a seven course meal? Was he expected to use a different fork for each course? He was slightly confused...

Itachi smirked over at him and Naruto relaxed all of a sudden. He smiled bright at Itachi as he speared another tomato.

"What is he waiting for?"

"He's special. So he's taking his time."

"Special? He said that?"

"Yes, why?"

"That's not... that's not good! He's supposed to be forgettable! Just another assistant!"

"Why are you so fussed about this? It'll play out like it's supposed to."

"Because... they're just kids..."

"You can't help them, love. You can't do anything for them."

"I know... and it kills me."

Naruto sighed as he placed down his dessert spoon. He was absolutely stuffed. As well he should be, after five courses, including a fish one, a pasta one and the main course – a delicious roast.

Naruto leant back in his chair, patting his stomach slightly. Itachi chuckled as he lifted his wine glass to his lips. Naruto tilted his head to the side with his own smile.

"That was delicious, Itachi," he said as he reached for his own wineglass. "Your staff are incredible."

Itachi smirked as he leaned towards Naruto slightly.

"I think they like you. I've not brought anyone home for them to cook for in a long time," he murmured. His eyes darked as he leaned back. "Incredible, you say? Hmm... I was expecting to hear that later."

Naruto choked on his wine, staring up at Itachi. Itachi licked his lips slightly before placing his glass down.

"Hmm, shall we move to the lounge?" Itachi asked as he refilled first Naruto's glass and then his own. "It will be more comfortable."

"Su-Sure!" Naruto squeaked as he rose quickly. Itachi stood with much more grace, handing Naruto his glass. Naruto took it with a smile before following Itachi through a nearby door to a small lounge. It consisted of a couch, a couple of armchairs, a fireplace with a roaring fire and a rich crimson shag rug before it. A TV sat on the wall above the fireplace, and Naruto could see speakers around the room.

Itachi sprawled out on the couch, looking completely comfortable, gesturing for Naruto to sit beside him. Naruto sunk down beside him with a hesitant smile. Itachi seemed amused by his reaction. He picked up a small black remote and pressed a button, sending music drifting through the room.

Naruto quickly finished off the rest of his wine, setting the cup down. Itachi set his own down, his eyes looking up and locking with Naruto's. Naruto gulped slightly as he felt a blush fill his face, but he didn't look away.

"Um..." Naruto forgot what he was about to say. Itachi's eyes seemed to darken and he moved forward. Naruto's own eyes widened as Itachi swooped in, a hand coming up to cup his face softly.

"Naruto," Itachi whispered as his lips descended. "Relax..."

Their lips collided in a rush of desire, lust and heat. Naruto fell forward into Itachi's arms, his lips parting automatically. Itachi slipped his hand back to cradle his head as he devoured his mouth. Naruto allowed himself to be swept away in the taste, eagerly reaching out for more. His hands met Itachi's shirt and he tugged at it slightly. Itachi moved closer, pushing Naruto back towards the arm of the couch.

Itachi slid easily in between Naruto's thighs, sliding his lips down from Naruto's lips to tease his neck. Naruto fumbled with Itachi's shirt until he popped a couple of buttons. He felt Itachi paused for a moment before the kisses on his neck became vigorous sucks.

Naruto managed to unbutton Itachi's shirt and then his hands dived in, running over pale skin. He knew he shouldn't be so enthusiastic about this, but the only sex he'd had since he started his new job had been of the solo variety, so he was going to damn well enjoy it.

Itachi moved back, releasing Naruto long enough to slip off his shirt. He tossed it aside before reaching down to pull Naruto's own shirt off. The material had been teasing him all night – so thin, it made his nipples stand out. As soon as both their chest were bare Itachi fell back onto Naruto, devouring his lips again. Naruto let out a soft mewl, unable to catch the sound, as Itachi's hands ran all over his body. Naruto squirmed beneath Itachi, bucking up eagerly up towards him.

Pushing hard, Naruto managed to topple them to the floor. He quickly straddled Itachi's lap as they landed, rocking back and forth. Itachi sat up, his arms curling around Naruto's bare back. He stroked the soft skin for a moment before his hands slid down to fiddle with the waistband on Naruto's pants.

Naruto leaned back, reaching up with one hand to dig into Itachi's hair, and he shoved the dark-haired man towards his neck. Itachi took the hint and began to suck again, quite clearly nonplussed about leaving marks. Naruto silently urged him on by rocking faster, his own hands having no qualms about plunging straight into Itachi's pants. He found Itachi's hardening erection and began to massage it.

Naruto wasn't used to being celibate for so long. Wanking off was a poor comparison to actual sex, so he wasn't going to stop now. He massaged, tugged and moaned. Itachi gave a low growl before looking up at Naruto. Naruto met his eyes calmly, a determined look shining through. He gave Itachi's cock another squeeze and Itachi quickly threw him on his back. Naruto quickly pulled his hand free from Itachi's pants, and Itachi took the opportunity to tug open Naruto's pants.

Naruto spread his legs wide, eagerly lifting his hips as Itachi pulled his pants down. Itachi paused for a moment to remove his own pants before he fell upon Naruto. He attacked him vigorously with teeth, lips and hands, tasting Naruto's entire body. Naruto threw his head back, moaning loudly as he gave in to the waves of pleasure. Itachi seemed to have lost his focus as well, and was simply giving in to his urges.

Naruto let out a soft gasp as Itachi reached a nipple, sucking it into his mouth. His hands fell down to tug on Itachi's boxers, his silent plea for them to be gone. Itachi paused for a moment, drawing back.

"Naruto," he breathed. "Here?"

"Sprawled out on a rug?" Naruto murmured. "In front of a fire? With romantic music playing? I couldn't think of a better place for it..."

With that Naruto tugged Itachi's boxers down, and allowed the man to kick them away. Itachi returned the favour, his hands immediately leaping down to explore new territory.

"Naruto," Itachi murmured as he spread tan legs. "Do you know how long I have been waiting to do this?" Naruto simply moaned, tossing his head to the side as Itachi leant in to taste his inner thighs. "I've wanted to take you for so long..."

Naruto whimpered, thrusting his hips slightly. Itachi took the hint and quickly sucked Naruto into his mouth. Naruto gasped loudly, reaching down to grasp dark hair. He bucked wildly as Itachi held his hips down, losing himself in the heat and suction surrounding him.

Itachi fumbled with his discarded pants for a moment before he returned, something clasped in one hand. Naruto wiggled, delighted by the attention and not caring what Itachi was doing. It was only when he felt a finger probing at his entrance that Naruto realized what he had been doing.

"Itachi!" he gasped. "Ahh!"

The finger slid in, and Naruto's eyes rolled up. He collapsed back onto the ground, his hands falling down, as he turned into a puddle of goo. Itachi was still sucking on his cock like a delicious treat, and Naruto couldn't stop him even if he wanted to. A second finger was soon pressed inside of him, and Naruto couldn't stop the moan for the life of him. The fingers began to stretch him and Naruto finally managed to reach down to pull Itachi's head up. Itachi released him with a confused look, and Naruto simply pressed down on the fingers inside of him. He just wanted to feel the fingers, feel the burn, that he had missed so much. He didn't want anything distracting him, he just wanted to feel Itachi's fingers.

Itachi slid up to Naruto's mouth, kissing him deeply again. Naruto could taste his own pre-cum in Itachi's mouth and mewled. A third finger joined the others and Naruto let out a cry against Itachi's mouth. Itachi groaned at the noise, stretching the three fingers for a few more moments before removing them.

"Ahh..." Naruto felt Itachi's hands gripping his hips for a moment before he found himself being turned to the side, facing the fireplace. Itachi straddled his left thigh, throwing the right over his shoulder. Naruto blushed slightly as he felt himself exposed. It had been a while since he had done any position aside from missionary and all-fours.

Itachi pressed a soft kiss to his leg as he positioned himself. He ran his hands delicately over Naruto's stomach before he quickly thrust in. Naruto howled, his hands gripping the shag rug beneath him. Itachi let out his own groan, one of his hands sliding down to grab a handful of Naruto's ass, while the other leaning on the ground for leverage. He began to thrust immediately, driving in and out of Naruto like a possessed man. Naruto didn't have a moment to catch his breath, and soon the sound of his panting, Itachi's groans, skin slapping against skin and the crackling off the fire were the only sounds in the room.

Naruto had not had a lot of lovers, but he had enough to know variety, and Itachi was by far the best lover he had ever had. Naruto wasn't quite sure he'd ever forget the feeling of Itachi's long, thick cock slamming into him. Itachi seemed to reach deeper and stretch wider than any lover Naruto had ever had.

"So perfect," Itachi whispered above him, clearly babbling in the ecstasy. "So perfect, and mine, all mine. Want you. Need you. Mine, mine, mine!"

If Naruto hadn't been too lost in pleasure he would have been worried by the possessive quality to Itachi's voice. Naruto couldn't help but scream as Itachi suddenly struck his prostate, making him see stars. It was actually the first time he had ever seen stars during sex. Itachi hammered at his prostate before stopping so abruptly that Naruto actually sobbed. Itachi pulled Naruto's leg off of his shoulder, rising up and rolling Naruto until he was flat on his back beneath him. Naruto suddenly found his legs wrapped around Itachi's waist, and then Itachi leaned forward with a dark glimmer in his eyes.

Before Naruto could speak Itachi slammed straight back in. Naruto screamed, reaching up to wrap his arms around Itachi's neck. Itachi fell forward, burying his face in Naruto's neck. Naruto inhaled the scent of Itachi's hair as he began to thrust again, biting his lip to hide his sobs. As if sensing that, Itachi looked up, his eyes locking onto Naruto's abused lip.

"Let it out," Itachi whispered, leaning up to press a kiss to Naruto's mouth. "Let it out, now."

As soon as Naruto released his lip a loud sob slipped out. It was quickly followed by another, and another, until tears of pure pleasure were pouring down Naruto's face. Itachi leaned in to lick some of the tears up, smirking at the desperate look in Naruto's face as he continued to slam into his prostate.

Naruto felt Itachi's arms moving. One slid all the way around his back, lifting him up slightly and cradling him close. The other slid down until his hand could wrap around Naruto's bobbing cock. Naruto began to pant again, small gasping breaths that filled the room. Itachi let out a low growl, leaning in to bite Naruto's shoulder. Naruto panted heavily, feeling himself pushed right to the edge. He rocked down into Itachi's thrusts, trying to warn him, and the man seemed to get the hint.

"Come for me, Naruto," he whispered into his shoulder. "I want to see your face when you come."

With that, Itachi drew back, looking down into Naruto's hazy eyes. Naruto let out a gasping sob as Itachi's hand tightened around his cock before another thrust to his prostate sent him spiralling over the edge into pure ecstasy.

As Naruto spilt his seed all over Itachi's hand he felt the man above him stiffen before spilling inside of him. Naruto gasped as the waves of pleasure subsided, and he felt Itachi pull out of him. Dazed, Naruto was briefly aware of Itachi wrapping both arms around him, drawing him close. Naruto snuggled gratefully into his chest, breathing in deeply as long fingers stroked his back.

"Perfect," Itachi whispered above him. "I thought it would be perfect and it was. It was beyond perfect. You're incredible."

"I thought I was supposed to say that," Naruto mumbled against his chest. He received a chuckle for it. "And you were. Incredible."

They remained locked in the embrace for a good ten minutes before Naruto felt ready for another round. He wiggled slightly, shifting his legs up to wrap around Itachi's waist. He rocked forward until Itachi was forced to shuffle back, Naruto firmly straddling his lap. Naruto rocked back and forth for a moment more, leaning in to kiss Itachi as he did so. Itachi rested large hands on his hips, encouraging the movement. Naruto snaked a hand down to grip Itachi's growing erection. As soon as it was at full-hardness Naruto lifted himself up before sliding down onto it without warning.

"God, Naruto," Itachi groaned as he pulled the squirming assistant closer. "You're so... you're just..."

"Yes?" Naruto asked, shamelessly fishing for compliments as he leaned in to nip at Itachi's neck.

"You're someone I could end up loving."

Naruto was glad his face was buried in Itachi's neck. He wasn't sure if he could hide the stunned and horrified look on his face.