A/N: Whoever said that the closer you are to the ground, the warmer you are… Lied! A horrible, horrible liar!!! That or my house is amazingly able to defy the laws of… temperature? O.o' Yeeea, so the air conditioning broke and the top level of my house was like the Sahara Desert while the lower levels of my house were freezing, and my room, for some weird unknown reason, gets the hottest. ;__; So I tried to type, ya know stand through the heat, but after about twenty minutes, I thought I was going to die of a stoke. Then the next week, I had to do the history paper from hell. Seriously, the ground opened under me, and Satan climbed out and handed me the paper and was like "Do this or your soul is mine." O.O So obviously, you listen to Satan. Though granted, the ground didn't really open beneath me and Satan was in the form of my history teacher, but it was very close to that. O.o' Sorta…. If you squinted… Really hard. ^__^'
Warnings: Anything and everything controversial. :)
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO OR MIDNIGHT SECERTARY
"Talking"
"Thinking"
??? – Scene/Time Change
And I would like an order of boys with smut on the side please. XD
Played Like a Fiddle
"Sir, it's time for your business dinner with the president of Leaf Inc."
"Thank you, I'll be just a minute," Kyuubi answered as he shut down his computer. "Are there any last minutes changes to tomorrow's schedule?"
"No sir," Sasuke replied as he stepped out of the way for Kyuubi to walk pass. "The schedule is still the same."
"Good," Kyuubi walked out of his office with Sasuke trailing behind. "Where is everyone?"
"They all went home about an hour ago," the raven explained as he handed Kyuubi his briefcase and files on Leaf Inc. "Since there really wasn't anything left to do, I told everyone they could go home early, but some of your colleagues are still in their offices if you wish to see them."
"No, it's fine." Kyuubi answered, taking his briefcase and the offered files. "I'll see you in the morning Uchiha-san."
"Of course sir," Sasuke bowed politely. "Have a nice evening."
Kyuubi nodded while opening the building door and walked out into the cold winter night. Sasuke kept his head down until his heard the distinct sound of a car engine purring to life and wheels driving away before practically running back to the secretarial office to take care of some last minute details. Checking the clock almost every second, Sasuke finally shoved the last file cabinet drawer closed and ran out of the office. Sasuke grabbed his things and locked the secretarial office door while struggling with his heavy, winter jacket. Finally pulling on the handle, making sure the door was securely locked, Sasuke ran to the main doors, locked them, and then quickly walked to the dark parking lot. Finding Iruka easily, Sasuke slide into the familiar dark limo and tried to relax as the vehicle started to move.
Sasuke glanced at the digital clock on the opposite side of the car and couldn't help the tired sigh that escaped his lips.
He was late.
???
"You're late," Naruto stated plainly.
"Wonderful, you know how to read a clock," Sasuke bit his tongue and instead answered. "I'm sorry sir. I lost track of time."
Naruto turned towards a window angrily. "I hate having to share my secretary with some sly, old fox. (*)" Sasuke decided it would be in his best interest to keep his mouth shut and not say that Kyuubi was only three or four years older than Naruto. "You should have quit that place the second I told you to."
"You already know that I can't." Sasuke answered habitually. This had become a ritual for them. Every night they would repeat the same conversation, almost word for word now. "I'm the head of Kyuubi's secretarial office. There are a lot of people that depend on me and suddenly quitting would be irresponsible and tha… What are you doing?" Sasuke asked warily as he looked up hesitantly and took a step back.
"Nothing," Naruto answered while stepping closer, effectively trapping Sasuke against the wall. "Just quit already." Naruto's warm breath tickled Sasuke's cold skin. "I'm tired of playing the 'other man'." The blond teased.
"I… I can't." Sasuke answered, trying to fight down his blush.
"You know you can't escape from me. So just quit now instead of waiting. Or it'll be bad for you in the long run." Naruto placed a butterfly kiss on the corner of Sasuke's mouth. "I can't afford to loose you Uchiha."
Naruto pressed his lips to Sasuke's and kissed the raven almost painfully hard. The secretary whimpered and moaned into the kiss as Naruto angled his head to deepen the already rather involved kiss. Sauske's legs melted beneath him and he would have collapsed to the ground if not for Naruto's large hands holding his waist. Naruto then released Sasuke's mouth and smirked down at the panting and flushed raven.
"And you know how satisfying it is to be my secretary," Naruto leaned down and lightly bit Sasuke's pale neck, not enough to break skin, but enough to draw a small cry out of the raven.
Naruto then pulled away from Sasuke and went in search of his coat. Finding it on the couch, the only furniture in the room, Naruto proceeded to put the coat on as blood finally started to flow into Sasuke's head and he would think clearly again.
"Director? What are you—"
"I can't just feed on your blood," Naruto cut in as he walked towards the door. "I'll be back in a few hours and I expect your best blood when I get back. Wait here until then." The door slammed shut behind him.
Sasuke nodded to no one and walked over to the couch and sat down slowly. "I, alone, can't provide for all his meals. The director needs blood from others but they can't satisfy him." Sasuke couldn't help the smile that crossed his lip at this thought. "Only my blood can satisfy him. He always needs at least a few drops of my blood. So for the sake of those few drops of blood, for those few moments where he only sees and thinks of me, I'll let him do anything he wants to me."
Sasuke stared into the darkness and then he glanced at the files and binders stacked beside the lone couch. Sasuke moved to the floor and looked through the pile for Naruto's planner. After searching for a few minutes, he finally finds it and then grabbed the pen he had in his coat pocket. Flipping to the appropriate page, Sasuke started to mark the empty, white square.
"He needs to go on a diet. I'm getting tired of adjusting his schedule so much. Whose turn was it last time?" Sasuke flipped back a page and looked for a name in red. "I know that just because I chained myself to him, doesn't mean he'll chain himself to me. I wanted to be close to him… Help him in any way that I could." Sasuke closed the planner and re-stacked the files and binders and put the planner on top. "That why I wanted to be his secretary. But I can't be both Kyuubi and the Director's secretary. I can't keep splitting my attention between the two. It's not fair to either of them. I have to make a choice soon." Sasuke settled into the couch again and sighed. "Maybe I should just quit them both."
???
Sasuke was on autopilot as he went through his usual routine the next day at work. The raven's mind was too busy trying to work through his problem, it didn't have time to worry about something as trivial as work. Sasuke kept thinking up reasons why he should stay with Kyuubi and why he should stay with the Director. Why he should leave Kyuubi and why he should leave the Director. Why he couldn't leave Kyuubi and why he couldn't leave the Director. Sasuke wanted to scream in frustration by the time lunch came around since his mind was even more jumbled than it was last night. Sasuke looked down at his lunch again and suddenly he wasn't so hungry anymore. He repacked his lunch and dropped it under his desk. Maybe he'd eat it later.
"Not hungry?"
Sasuke nearly jumped through the ceiling. He turned around to see that it was Kyuubi. He offered the president a strained smile. "Yes sir. I had a big breakfast."
"Ah," Kyuubi nodded and motioned for Sasuke to follow him. "Do you have a moment?"
"Of course," Sasuke answered as he followed after the red head and into the hallway. "What is it sir?" he asked after closing his office door.
"I know this is none of my business but I've seen you get into Director Uzumaki's car several times now after work."
"That's not a little bit creepy," Sasuke commented sarcastically.
"Are you in a relationship with him?" Kyuubi questioned. "Now, normally, I wouldn't care, but—"
"No, I understand," Sasuke interrupted. "I know that being a high executive's private secretary is a very important and delicate job. I have to think about how the people I associate with will affect the company's reputation."
"Exactly." Kyuubi added. "Especially if that person is Uzumaki-san. Ever since he quit Uzuamki Co., his actions have been under constant suspicion and observation. Some rumors are even floating around that he's pulling a lot of strings to start his company, and there isn't any reason to believe that Uzumaki-san's actions will be in favor of either company. So if one of our secretaries has a close relation to him, then it causes alarm within the company."
"I understand," Sasuke answered quietly. "I knew it would come to this. Is President Kyuubi trying to tell me to quit? If the president publicly ordered me to resign, it would cause an uproar and would become an unnecessary burden on both Director Uzumaki and President Kyuubi, and I can't let that happen."
"But there is no connection between Director Uzumaki and myself," Sasuke answered as confidently as he could. "The only reason I've been meeting with him lately was because he had some unfinished business in Uzumaki Co. when he quit. The secretaries didn't handle them to his satisfaction, so he asked for me to look them over. I apologize for the misunderstanding. I'll be more careful in the future."
Kyuubi studied Sasuke for a moment before sighing with an air of defeat. "I understand. Sorry for taking up your time."
"Not at all, President," Sasuke bowed and left the office, not noticing Kyuubi's thoughtful expression as he hurried out.
Sasuke had to see the director.
???
The door was forced opened and then slammed shut. "I can't come here for a while," were the first words that flew out of Sasuke's mouth.
"Why?" Naruto asked, startled by Sasuke's sudden appearance.
"President Kyuubi is suspicious of me so I think it would be best if we're not seen together for a while. I'll take care of everything from home and if you need my blood just call and I'll come to you. I appreciate Iruka-san driving me, but it's too obvious. So I'll com—"
"What are you talking about?" Naruto cut in. "There's no reason for you to stop coming. You'll come as usual. I don't have time to deal wi—"
"I can't. I don't want to be the reason why you or your new company in put into danger." Sasuke protested. "I'm your secretary, and it's my job to protect you, Director."
Naruto stared blankly at Sasuke before finally nodding. "Of course," the blond answered as he reached forward and pulled Sasuke into him.
???
Sasuke stared off into space as his hand continued to fill out form after form. The raven was content to stay in his little daze if it weren't for the soft tap on his shoulder to get his attention.
"Yes?" Sasuke asked the other secretary.
"President Kyuubi wants to see you."
"Thank you," Sasuke answered as he moved out of his desk and towards the door.
Walking the short distance from the secretarial office to Kyuubi's office, Sasuke knocked on the door and waited for Kyuubi to signal him in.
"Come in," Kyuubi's voice replied.
Sasuke cracked the door open. "Yes sir. You wanted to—" Sasuke stared wide-eyed into the office in fear. What the hell was Director Uzumaki doing here?
"Ah yes," Kyuubi answered. If he noticed that Sasuke looked like a deer caught in head lights he didn't voice it. "Could you get some tea for Uzumaki-san?"
Sasuke nodded, his eyes never leaving Naruto as he went to prepare the tea. Returning as quickly as possible, the nervous secretary placed a cup in front of each man with a shaky hand. Naruto and Kyuubi ignored Sasuke's obvious discomfort, to which the raven was thankful for.
"Thank you for meeting with me on such short notice, Kyuubi-san," Naruto said with a grin.
"Of course," Kyuubi answered with a grin of his own. "This actually helps both of us. If you hadn't come today, then I'm sure I would have gone to you sooner or later."
"Then let's not beat around the bush," the blond's grin melted away. "I've heard that my relationship with Uchiha-san is a problem."
"What is your relationship with Uchiha-san exactly?" Kyuubi asked.
"He is my secretary." Naruto answered without missing a beat.
Sasuke thought he was going to faint.
"Secretary?" Kyuubi responded skeptically. "So even though Uchiha-san is now the head of Kyuubi's secretarial office, he is still your secretary?"
"Yes. Uchiha-san is the only secretary that can meet my standards. I promise that I don't have any ulterior motives against Kyuubi. It's just that he's the only one that understands my chronic disease against sunlight. So not only does he understand how I work and the work I'm trying to accomplish, but he also has a clear understanding of my disease." Naruto explained with an apologetic air. "To me, Uchiha-san is irreplaceable."
Sasuke's eyes widened again but for an entirely different reason. "No matter how much he needed me, he would never admit it." Sasuke was in awe almost as Naruto continued to list off reasons why he had to have Sasuke as his secretary and no one else. Sasuke felt warmth and pride swell in his chest as Naruto continued to tell Kyuubi how much he meant to the blond director. After finishing, Kyuubi seemed to be just as stunned as Sasuke was since he merely stared at Naruto a minute before replying.
"I understand. Everything you said about Uchiha-san is true." Kyuubi agreed easily.
"I just wanted to clear up the misunderstanding." Naruto grinned. "So I guess the rest of the issue is between you and Uchiha-san. So I'll leave now."
"Hmm?" Kyuubi looked at Naruto in disbelief. "You mean you didn't come here to demand Uchiha-san back?"
Naruto shook his head. "Don't get me wrong. I do want Uchiha-san back, but ultimately, I want the choice to be his."
"Director…" Sasuke tried to hide his small giddy smile.
Kyuubi nodded in agreement and turned to look at Sasuke. "So Uchiha-san, what do you say?"
Sasuke looked from Kyuubi then to Naruto before answering. "I love working with both President Kyuubi and Director Uzuamki, and I don't want to be a burden to either of you. I don't want to irresponsibly quit, but in Kyuubi there are many people who could replace me. But Director Uzumaki can only look to me for help."
"I see," Kyuubi sigh in defeat. "I understand very well why you want to keep him, but I… we need him too." He turns to look at Sasuke. "I would like you to make sure that our secretarial office has a firm, solid base to stand on. I can't let you leave all your work half finished. So as long as you make sure to keep your work here at Kyuubi, your number one priority, then I have no problems with your visits to Uzumaki-san's offices. So this conversation never happened. Is that okay with you Uzumaki-san?"
"You're the best Kyuubi-san," Naruto grinned.
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As Naruto and Sasuke waited for the elevator to open, Sasuke felt he should thank Naruto for saying all those kind things he said and for coming to smooth things over with President Kyuubi.
"Director Uzumaki, thank you for everything. All those things you said were—"
"Huh?" Naruto looked at Sasuke over his shoulder quizzically. "Oh, you mean everything I said in there. Those warm and fuzzy types always cave and bend to a few nice words."
"What?" Sasuke stared at the blond vampire's turned back in confusion.
"I have nothing against faking obedience and playing the victim part from time to time." Naruto smirked. "Plus, having human eating out of the palm of my hand is always a fun pastime."
Sasuke walked pass Naruto to the elevator and started pushing the already glowing button in anger.
"'Demand you back'?" Naruto smirked as the elevator doors finally slid open. "You were mine from the beginning," Naruto whispered into Sasuke's ear as he walked into the elevator with the smuggest expression Sasuke had ever seen.
Sasuke glared daggers at the blond as the elevator doors closed. "He was faking it the whole time." The raven clenched his teeth in resentment. "He made Kyuubi and I look like complete idiots! That bastard!"
Sasuke seethed as he stomped his way back to the secretarial office. "That lying bastard can have animal blood for the rest of his life for all I care. If I'm lucky, maybe he'll start sparkling and I can use him as a fucking disco ball." (*)
TBC…
(*) – Oh my goshie, I was witty. XD Just kidding. :)
(*) – A little Twilight for you there. XD
Yay finally done. :) Sorry it's a little shorter than normal, but these pass few weeks have me burnt out, but I felt bad about not updating so I really wanted to post a chapter for this week. So now I'm off to bed. :D
Please review and good morning/afternoon/evening/night. :]
— ohhowfluffyyouare