a/n: I'm a lazy sponge.
:D

Chapter 6

He felt uncomfortable sitting there with a camera in front of his face, and the woman who was about to interview him for the movie. Some brunette who was so hyperactive, and so wild he couldn't feel tired from just one glance in her direction.

She didn't give anyone her name at the moment, but her initials have a T in them, and her hair in two little buns. She was rather adorable in some ways. Naruto couldn't help but smile and her excitement. Maybe she just loved Kiba's movies, or maybe she loved the idea of interviewing new actors.

Naruto wasn't much of an actor though. In less than a month, he met a man, helped him out in more ways than one, starred in a movie with a less than famous actor/director, and had more sex than his body could handle. If Sasuke's love bites were enough, he didn't know what was.

"We are here with one of the movie stars, Naruto Uzumaki, who is relinquishing the role of young Caden, a slave to Inuzuka- who is playing the main character, Kyran. In a set of blackmail, sex and mystery. Who knows what is next for this young boy." She spoke loudly and clearly into the camera with her excitement suddenly gone, only to come back erratic when she turned to Naruto. "So! How is it working with Kiba?"

"Oh…" Naruto shook his head. "It's fine. He's…um…"

"How's the sex?"

He blushed. "Wha-what?"

"Everyone who has ever worked with him always talks about the sex scenes. They're either so lust-filled, or so…" She couldn't contain herself at all. "Oh, you know what I mean."

"Working with him is fine…I guess. He's a good actor and all."

"And how is he in bed?"
Naruto laughed weakly. "Okay, I guess…" He shook his head again. "Can we stay on topic please?"

"I'm sorry. You're just obvious for Kiba, someone he would surely choose. You're cute, small, perfect to hold onto at night…do you have a boyfriend?" She had been taking some notes as he talked, and as the cameraman shot the interview.

"…yeah…" He blushed.

"Oh, and who is he? Is he an actor? Director? Writer?"

"No…I work at a fashion agency with him. We met before we knew that though."

"And how does he feel about you doing a movie with Kiba? I mean, he's hot, he could take you down with one of his smiles."

"Oh. I know about that. He's terribly annoyed with it. He yelled at me one day for doing it. But, I really didn't have a choice I guess. I didn't have that much money when I moved here from Mie, and I mean, I'm a photographer. How does a photographer go from shooting models, to being shot in a film?" He chuckled hesitantly.

"Well, what models do you do? We don't know much about you for being a novice at acting."

"Catalogs, calendars, stuff like that. I'm the photographer for the Uchiha cooperation."

"Oh. So now, I know the answer. You went from shooting something erotic, to you, being in place of those same models. Your career is changing, Naruto, you need to except that it won't always be you and your boyfriend."

He shook his head. "No. I don't believe that. He wouldn't date me because I was in a movie. We met before then, and that's just how he is. He's famous in his own world, as I will be in mine."

"He's high up in the business world then?"

Naruto's face gave a sudden shocked look, he then began to lie. "Th-that's not what I–"

"Well, you need to get back to work then. A few scenes before the debut in two months. I hope you do your best."

"But that's not what I–"

The camera turned off and the woman had gotten off her chair, leaving to face Kiba to Naruto from not too far away. He was dressed in only a towel around his waist, his body practically dripping wet. It wasn't a scene in the movie from Naruto's knowledge.

"You just fucked up, big time." He gave a grin before walking away.

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Naruto had never remembered Sasuke's office, no, he wasn't sure he had ever been in it. It was basically a room. Somewhere he might have stayed before that dainty little apartment Naruto was frequently at. He wasn't sure why Sasuke never let him stay here. This was his true place.

The office was bigger than the house you could say, filled with red carpentry, that matched like light color of the wallpaper that had been spread perfectly onto the walls. It was framed with pictures and posters of calendar models, models in general, movie stars; one of Naruto laid near the arched windows behind Sasuke's desk.

He wasn't even here at the moment. Just his office laid into designed interior in oaks and deep burgundy's and red. Naruto sighed willingly as he strolled to the couch that laid in front of a small step (which separated the rug from oak), almost tripping when a sudden sound of thunder frightened him.

He only had one question on his mind though, If Sasuke saw the interview. Well, if he did, it wouldn't be that much of a deal. Naruto didn't do anything bad. The women did. She just insisted Naruto was fucking someone high up the business. Well, she was right.

He gave a small scream as he clenched a pillow and the door to a room opened from far away. He looked up when the lights dimmed.

"What are you doing here…?" The voice belonged to Sasuke, who gave a yawn when he walked across the room, carefully stepping down.

Naruto was quiet as he watched the boy move around the couch, turning his head back when he stepped down.

Sasuke crawled onto the couch, his bear stomach touching the thin, wet fabric of the shirt. He figured it must have been raining earlier.

"Did you see it?" Naruto grabbed at Sasuke's hands when the snaked around his stomach. He hated storms.

"See what?" He nipped at the blond's ear.

Naruto shook his head. "You know what I mean!"

"Then yes, I watched it." His hands trailed down the fabric of the blond's shirt.

"And you have nothing to–"

Naruto was sudden interrupted by the opening and slamming of a large door, causing the lights to flicker uncontrollably for a few seconds, and then turning back on.

"What are you doing here?" Sasuke turned with a yawn, then moved his hands to get off the couch.

"Do you have any idea how much press is outside of this building because your friend just fucked up?" It was a man, a voice Naruto remembered, but wasn't sure of. "Or have you forgotten why we kept our lives secret?"