Sasuke pulled the car onto Everett Street and parked it on the side of the road. Naruto was tapping away at his phone. Sasuke watched Naruto for a moment as the blonde glanced behind them. Naruto realized Sasuke was watching him. Sasuke grabbed the folder from Naruto's lap and opened it. He located the picture of Gai. He had a bowl shaped haircut and a nasty green jumpsuit.

"He's an ugly fucker,"

"Naruto." Sasuke said angrily.

"It's true!"

"Let's go." Sasuke got out of the car and placed the folder under the seat.

Sasuke looked up the street. There was a brick building on the opposite side with a sign hanging. 'Sunny Apartments' it read. Naruto glanced back the way they came. He saw who he was looking for. A man was walking towards them he had baggy clothing and a cigarette in his mouth. Sasuke looked in the direction that Naruto was staring in. Sasuke tensed up when he saw the man suspiciously walking towards them. Naruto didn't seem fazed by it, vulnerable Sasuke thought. Naruto stepped on the sidewalk and leaned on the Jetta.

"Naruto," then man looked up from under his hood.

"Gaara,"

"Who the fuck is this?" Sasuke interrupted. The man glared at Sasuke as he took a drag of his cigarette. "Well?" Sasuke persisted.

"Fuc-" Naruto was off the car placed a hand on Gaara's chest. It wasn't pretty when Gaara got angry.

"This is my informant Gaara,"

"How'd you get him to be your informant?" Sasuke ignored Gaara.

"He saved my life," Gaara dropped the stub of his cigarette and rubbed it out with his foot.

"I arrested you," Naruto chuckled.

"Yeah but you really put my life on track,"

"I get it," Sasuke looked away from the two.

"Here's what you asked for," Gaara handed a piece of paper, "Gai lives on the third floor. He gets appointments in and out. He leaves every other Friday to pick up his supply," Gaara gave Naruto a punch on the shoulder, "See ya'" Naruto nodded a goodbye.

"Interesting character, do you normally become friends with the people you arrest?" Sasuke looked at him.

"Are you always an asshole?" Naruto retorted.

Sasuke shrugged and looked around. It was quite except for yelling in the apartments across the street. He sighed this was going to be a long undercover assignment.


Naruto and Sasuke had been waiting for Gai to leave his apartment. Today wasn't one of Gai's shipment days. Friday was the day he supposedly picked up a supply to sell. They had taken pictures of people going in and out of the building.

"We'll call it quits for today," Sasuke put down his camera and buckled his seatbelt. He looked over at Naruto.

"What?" Naruto looked at him.

"Seatbelt?"

"Really, again?" Naruto waited for a reply, "Jesus fine!" Naruto yanked the seatbelt down and buckled himself in. Naruto turned on his camera as Sasuke pulled onto the street. He flipped through the photos slowly.

"This is going to take like two weeks or so to get the evidence we're looking for," Naruto swiped his finger across the screen to the next picture.

"Yeah." Sasuke said quietly.

Soon they pulled back into the lot where they had picked up the car. They both got their things and left the car. They walked towards the agency building. Cars passed them on the street, everyone wanted to get home. Sasuke checked his watch it was almost six. It was an early end to his work day. They entered the lobby where the receptionist welcomed them back. They made up to the sixth floor. Naruto took the stairs of blonde went straight for the printer to print photos. Sasuke told him he'd catch him before he left.

Sasuke checked in with Jiraiya before going to his office.

"It went all right I presume?"

"We didn't get much," Sasuke looked at Jiraiya.

"How long are you going to pout, he's your partner deal with it." Jiraiya waved him out of his office. Sasuke departed from his boss's office and went to his own.

As Sasuke made it to his office door he could see the light from under Naruto's office door. He was surprised that Naruto hadn't left yet. Most of the agents who came back early left in a heartbeat. Sasuke opened the door to his office and turned on his desk light. He sat down in his leather chair and pulled out his phone. He dialed a number and put the phone to his ear. It rang a few times before someone picked up,

"Hello," the voice sounded tired and bored.

"Have you gotten anything yet?" Sasuke got to the point,

"Nice to speak to you too Sasuke, I'm great thanks,"

"Shikamaru did you get anything?" Sasuke repeated the question.

"Yes your highness, you're not going to like it though,"

"What?" Sasuke turned his chair around to look outside. The street lights were on and people eager to get home for dinner.

"The database and files I tried to access are on a timed passcode-rewrite,"

"Ok..."

"That means that every time the database or one of the files is accessed or tries to be accessed the code rewrites itself so it's different every time. These files are highly classified I can't get into them, you have to find someone else,"

"Do you know anyone who could do it?" Sasuke wanted these files even more. If they were classifies files he wanted to know why and what they were.

"Are you sure you know what you're getting into Sasuke. This Uzumaki guy has a lot of classified files. The agency he worked for previously kept most of the files off his job report,"

"That's odd, I want those files. Is there someone who can crack this passcode-rewrite thing?"

"I'll see what I can do, I'll stay in touch." The phone clicked.

Sasuke sighed, how many classified files did Naruto have. This was shady, either Jiraiya was oblivious to these files or he just ignored them. Did Tsunade know about the files? If he got his hands on copies of the files he would confront them about it. There was a light knock on his door.

"Yeah?" He said turning around to face the door. Naruto opened the door and stood in the doorway.

"Just wanted to say it was a good day, guess I'll see you tomorrow morning?" Naruto gave a smile.

"Yeah,"

"...ok see ya." Naruto turned and left. As he walked away his anger boiled. He had heard what Sasuke was talking about. The thing that angered him the most was why people wouldn't stay out of his fucking business. He headed downstairs to the lobby and then to a taxi ride home.


Shikamru sat at his desk all he wanted to do was take a nap. Sasuke was paying him well and got him a deal with the agency. He had tried for several to crack this database, but the codes were never the same. He knew a program was being used to do this but he didn't know what program it was. He had the file of Uzumaki that Jiraiya had, but the other agency withheld information. He would spend a few more days on this but then he'd have to call Sai. Sai was a smug little bastard. As talented as he was at cracking codes he sure was a pain in the ass. Just by thinking of the kid made him angry. Shikamaru cursed out loud and got up to move over to his bed. He needed to rest for now.


Naruto sat back in the taxi looking out the window. It had started to rain. The traffic and street lights glared off the wet pavement. Naruto flipped open his phone.

"I need a favor." he hadn't waited for a 'hello' from the other side.

"Back again I see, can't resist my skills eh?" a gruff voice joked.

"Someone tried to get into the files, find out who it is,"

"Shall I seek and destroy?"

"Only from your computer." Naruto ended the call. No one was to get a hold of those files, no one. He didn't care that Sasuke was suspicious about him. The only thing that angered him was Sasuke was being shady. He hadn't even tried to get to know him. He was a stuck up snob. Sasuke's hacker was about to get a surprise. The taxi stopped in front of Naruto's apartment. He paid the taxi driver and strode up the stone walkway. He shook himself off as he stepped inside.


Shikamaru's room was dark, just how he liked it. He was sleeping so well when he was awaken by a flashing light. He turned over in his bed. He lifted his head to see where the flashing was coming from. With his eyes squinted he focused on his computer screen.

"What a drag," he got up and shuffled to his chair and sat down. He looked at the screen again. It took a moment for things to register.

"Shit!" he was fully awake now. Someone was hacking his system. His fingers hit the keyboard like a mad pianist as things began to pop up. Several things disappeared from his desktop. Whoever it was hacking him, they were good. Shikamaru knew what the hacker was trying to do. The hacker was deleting some of his files. At first glance they seemed to be random, but they weren't. Each file that was being deleted was a part of Shikamaruas security program he was writing.

"This bastard!" Shikamaru slammed his fist on the table. The screen was filled with windows now. Shikamaru unplugged his internet and ripped out the cable from his computer. Hopefully he could recover some things in the morning. Shit this was bad.

"Fuck!" he cursed and sat on his bed. It was 2 a.m. he wasn't going to get any sleep after that. He picked up the phone and texted Sasuke. He slammed the phone down on the end table.


Sasuke tossed and turned in his bed. He couldn't get to sleep. Those files...he wanted to get a hold of them. What was Uzumaki hiding? His phone buzzed beside his pillow. He picked it up lazily and looked at it. It was a text from Shikamaru hopefully it was some type of breakthrough.

Shikamaru:

Got hacked, don't know what I lost. Might be able to recover things tomorrow. This is definitely connected to the files.

Sasuke cursed out loud. He laid on his back and ran a hand through his hair. This was serious. Jiraiya was going to hear about this.

REPLY :

Sorry Shikamaru I didn't mean for you to get hacked.

A few minutes passed and he got a reply,

Shikamaru:

It was bound to happen. This just gives me determination. I've got people who can help. I'm going to get those fucking files.

REPLY:

Thanks Shikamaru. I do appreciate this.

Shikamaru:

No problem Sasuke, what are friends for right?

Sasuke put his phone down. He closed his eyes. Everything was complicated now. He sighed and got up. He walked to the kitchen and then into the living room. He turned the TV on, and flipped to the news. He sat down on the black couch the news might put him to sleep.