A/N: Alright everyone, this is part two of Chapter 14. Sorry about the delay, homework as usual...meh, it's not half bad, I hope. =.=

Also, my two OC's show up in this scene. However, don't worry they're only side characters. You may learn more about them in the note at the bottom. They will probably be mixed in with my other stories as well, when I get around to writing them. Also, I may add myself in once in a while, though in this story I will only be a worker. ^.^

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Full Summery:

The Four Aristocrats, known rulers of Konoha Elite – school for the bright and rich. The band made up of Sasuke Uchiha – son of profound Fugaku Uchiha and heir to the Uchiha Corporation; Neji Hyuuga – nephew of Hiashi Hyuuga and in line for the head of the Hyuuga INC; Gaara Sabaku – already head of the Sabaku Enterprise; and Shikamaru Nara – only successor to the Nara Association.

Naruto Uzumaki, young at the age of 16, but already a senior in high school enters the school of his dreams along with his foster-sister Ino. The adorable, cute, hilarious blond is without a doubt a great attraction to all of the men in Konoha Elite. Yet, upon catching the eyes of the three largest beneficiaries will definitely cause a few problems. Who will win the heart of the blond? And will Naru-chan be able to ward off the evils of fame and prices it comes with?

Contains Yaoi and pairings: SasuNaru, NejiGaara, ItaDei, ShikaIno, and KakaIru

Happy Reading! ^.^

Disclaimer: Let's see, two posters of Naruto, one jacket, one headband, two pillowcases, one large drawing and two cases of manga...does this get me any closer to owning Naruto? ...Nope...

-depressed-

There was tranquil silence in the room for another minute or so, before a louder knock was pronounced against the door. Once again, Itachi called and the door was opened. This time revealing a blond, whose face portrayed a less than happy expression. Behind him, the raven could see a white-blond man getting closer.

Deidara stepped into the room, his expression dark, though his lips were sealed tight. His legs moved in robotic measures, his limbs still aching from his late-night activities. His arms were stiff at his sides, clenched into tight fists as his eyes rained utter oblivion. Itachi was amused, though his lip never did as twitch the slightest. Amusing as this may have been, this was definitely not the week for laughing matters. That could rest until another day.

Hidan soon reached the door as well, his large body moving fluidly through the tall door frame. Deidara's eyes immediately snapped up to meet pink ones, promising unquenchable pain on the person. Though, as much as he may have tried to look angry, Deidara really just looked like a fluffed-up cat meowing angrily. Again, Itachi suppressed a twitch of his mouth. What was this blond doing to him?

"Thank you for joining us, Sasori-san, Hidan. Akatsuki welcomes you, Deidara."

Deidara nodded, his blond hair flying as he tried to clear his mind.

"Arigato, Uchiha-sama." No tick, new record.

Something flashed in the Uchiha's eyes, so briefly that Deidara could not catch the expression.

"Just Itachi, remember?"

"Er—right, un. Arigato, Itachi-san."

Same old, apparently, Itachi mused as he motioned to the redhead standing silently next to his desk.

"Sasori-san, you showed him the building yesterday, I presume?"

"Hai, Itachi-sama, the printers, as well as the reports station."

Itachi gave a satisfied noise in the back of his throat before turning back to the blond.

"You will be working in the researching lab, where you will be locating and filling out different documents from earlier reports. If you find any connections between sightings, you will inform a higher-up immediately. Is that understood?"

"Hai, Uchiha—Itachi-san, un."

"Thank you. Sasori, you may take him to his station, and then please return to your own." Sasori nodded once before leaving, not looking back to know that the blond was following him. "Hidan, I'd like a word with you."

Itachi waited patiently until the other two had left, before turning back to the silent white-blond who was seemingly an uncustomary quiet. Not once had he made a single cuss, though in the presence of his boss, he did not want to. Such a slip of the tongue was sure to get him fired, if not killed.

"Hidan-san…I need you tail Deidara during work. Be sure not to let him notice, though I'm guessing his skill of such practice is not high. If you are suspected, immediately resort to some other sort of ideal until his suspicions have subsided."

Hidan nodded, though his pink eyes portrayed his questioning. Again he held his tongue, something Itachi inwardly commended him for.

"Be sure to report to me at the end of each day of every week. Continue to tail him until I tell you to stop. And don't include anyone in this. I have checked my entire room, which I assure you is not bugged. No one is to hear of this. It is only between you and me, is that understood?"

"Yes Sir!"

Hidan saluted once, his cuss almost slipping out. Itachi nodded his head in clear dismissal, watching as the large man lumbered out.

Perhaps he should have called for Kakazu instead, but the green-eyed man was on a separate mission. Possibly for the better.

Itachi grimaced, his mask slipping only in the pretense of no one in his office.

The clock continued to tick, as his fingers continued to tap.

The tapping did not stop until mid-day.

Sasori's pace did not slow the slightest as he heard the quieted steps of his fellow worker trying to keep up. The redhead would not stoop as low. Akatsuki worked fast, so if the blond wanted to keep up, he would have to double the effort he showed now.

As if hearing the private thought, Deidara's footsteps quickened in pace, soon reaching in step with the redhead's. Not feeling the least bit put out, the blonde's smile was wide as he asked a question.

"So Sasori-danna, un, where is my office located? Itachi-sama said I would be working in the researching lab, right, un?"

Surprised at the 'danna' addition to his title, Sasori made a tiny vibration in the back of his throat.

"That is correct. Your office is located west of the lab. I am to show you to your office as well as the work center."

Pleased that Sasori had made no objections to the new suffix, the blond continued to match the redhead's pace in silence. It was not that Sasori intended to make silence prolonged, but it was how the redhead had been raised. Silence was his virtue perhaps, where you learn more information by listening. That was mostly why Sasori no Akasuna was placed in the investigation branch of Akatsuki. It was the lab north of the researching one. This was where all gathered information was purely based on eavesdropping and silent investigations.

They reached the researching lab in due time, neither men feeling much tired from their short walk. Deidara was, of course, sore from top to bottom, but used great willpower to keep such discomfort from showing. It would do no good to be questioned in an investigating environment where everyone had suspicions of everyone else.

There were very few people actually situated in the lab. They were there for purposes of filing and storing away gathered information and securing the files. Most of the important documents were kept on computer banks, where hacking would be almost impossible. Paper documents were printed for further safety, though more for remembrance than anything else.

One of the workers looked up, his light green hair reflecting light like a sheet of glass. He looked in his upper 20's or early 30's, a dark-brown fedora situated neatly on top of his odd green hair. However, the most striking feature was probably the bandage wrapped around his head, covering his left eye. Deidara wondered about that eye. The man raised a hand in greeting as the two of them walked closer to the desk he was working at.

"Hey Sasori, how's it been? We haven't gotten together in…say…forever!" He laughed a croaky laugh, his voice vibrating deep and scratchy. His single brown eye landed on Deidara who at the moment was inspecting the man. "Oh, and who's this? I haven't seen you around, kid. The name's Kotashi Shimizu, but just call me Tashi. How 'bout you?"

Deidara immediately took a liking to this man. He had a strong aura, full of steel and wellbeing.

"My name's Deidara Iwa, un. I am new, just moved here almost two weeks ago. I got a job here, well, yesterday, un." He gave a rueful smile.

Kotashi was silent for a moment before giving a hoot of laughter.

"I like you, son. We could get along. Now Sasori," He turned back to the silent man, "About getting together…say a drink to us tonight? How about it?"

Sasori thought about it, his bored eyes igniting with something like murky fire.

"Alright. Does 8 PM sound good with you?"

"Yep, see you. I'll take good care of this little newbie while you're gone."

"Glad to hear it." With that, Sasori left, Kotashi grinning from ear to ear.

When the redhead was out of sight, Kotashi began to drag the blond around to the different stations, introducing the people that were present.

"…that's Miroku…and the lady bending over—that's Iris, she's so weird…over there, that's Yachiru…and the one with blue hair is Tensha. Oi, Tensha, get your ass over here and meet the newbie!"

The blue-haired man—assumingly Tensha looked up when his name was called. His face showed outward annoyance, but overall seemed unbothered to walk over. He did so at a moderate pace, his arms swinging exaggeratedly at his sides. Deidara took the time to inspect this new man as well, who seemed well taller than the blond himself. In fact, both Kotashi and Tensha were taller than him by at least half a foot.

Tensha was dressed separate from Kotashi. While the green-haired man seemed groomed to suits, they were hastily pulled on, like the man could care less. His green tie was sloppily tied around his neck, not properly stowed within the black jacket. Tensha's apparel however was exuberant to say the least. He had on a gray suit and a bright orange tie. Both which to some extent were properly placed and set. What was most peculiar was the bright pair of orange tennis shoes blinking its neon color upon the man's feet. Though, as odd as the assemble was, it seemed to pull together quite nicely. Tensha looked not a day older than 25. And while his outfit was not something the blond could ever pull off, this man seemed able to.

"Tensha Hiriko, pleased to meet you." He held out a hand to the blond, startling the man from his inspection. Deidara hastily pulled out his hand as well to meet the other.

"Uh, Deidara Iwa, the pleasure is mine, un."

A little introduction took place, before Tensha had to return to his work. But not before promising a get-together sometime later. Kotashi guided the blond to his office, where he would be working on memorizing and relaying manuscripts of different occurrences.

Everything was soon set, and the blond got to work. Kotashi left him in his office, before returning to his own.

And Deidara spent the rest of the morning grooming over different folders and files of crimes. The job was colorless and tiring—as usual. That is until he came across a certain file.

It was labeled…Anzen.

A/N: So, as promised, here are the two additions:

Kotashi Shimizu - Age: 31; Hair color: Light Green; Eyes: Brown - one eye is bandaged from...a past experience; Skin: Pale

-Also, he is one of the desk managers and surveyors in the Akatsuki branch, working under Itachi Uchiha..

-Note: Always wears a brown fedora...^^

Tensha Hiriko: Age: 24; Hair color: Blue; Eyes: Hazel; Skin: Pale

-He works as desk manager as well as connecting various information and statuses together.

-Note: He likes wearing, er, exotic clothes, often matching cool tones with bright colors.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I am hoping to upload again soon.

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