Chapter Five: For The Moments I Feel Faint

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Author's Note: Chapter 5! This one's probably the longest chapter thus far, so we really hope you enjoy it. Also...this chapter's pretty interesting. So interpret it however you want. Don't worry, the homosexuality factor starts cooling down a bit after this, we promise!

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"Sakura, come here," the CEO called her from her usual spot at Naruto's desk. The only difference being that he was actually here this time and she was sitting in his lap.

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Flasback

I'm so tired… Sakura thought as she dragged her feet after running up and down various floors, as the elevator wasn't working. She looked up and saw Naruto observing her sympathetically.

"Tired, right?" he questioned, setting down his pencil. She nodded, sighing a bit. "You should have just camped here last night like half of the other employees." The joke didn't seem to be helping.

"Want a seat?"

"But, there's only one chair. And I can't take it from you!" she said frantically. Even if she was tired she didn't want to overstay her welcome.

"It's okay, you can sit in my lap!" he grinned, moving out his chair.

Oh. My. God. She blushed at his offer.

"No, really! We're family, right?"

"Erm. I…guess…" she hesitantly moved to his desk and sat herself down.

Wow. He's comfy…though this feels so awkward. She started shifting uneasily.

"…Saku-chan? Can you stop moving?"

"Huh? Oh, sorry…oh! Um, I'll stop," she smiled nervously.

End flashback

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She was actually happy to hear his voice; things were still a bit awkward at Naruto's desk.

"Naruto-kun, thanks for-" she stopped abruptly and turned towards him, "wait, are you asleep?"

His head was hanging over the edge of the chair and he was snoring slightly. Sakura rolled her eyes as she got up and walked towards Sasuke's office.

"Yes? What do you need, Uchiha-sama?"

"I need you to get Hyuuga, Sabaku, and Lee."

"…who?"

"They're on the 21st floor. Hyuuga is on the 45th. Hurry up."

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"Wake up, dobe," an agitated Sasuke called from his office.

"Sasuke…don't…stop…aww, come on…don't…that way. I love…more…fuck you…back off from…ah, Neji!" -1-

"Dobe! What the hell?"

"Huh? Oh, sorry. What?" Naruto yawned as he snapped out of his dream.

"…come here."

"Fine, fine…" he slowly got up and made his way to Sasuke.

That was such a good dream, too.

"We're scheduled to do a fashion show in two weeks. Your cousin is getting the others. Have you come up with some musical selections?"

"Oh, was that today?" Naruto joked. "Nah, I'm just fooling with ya."

Sasuke looked at him for a minute, not sure how to interpret his statement after his mumbled dream only moments before.

"Yeah, I know a few songs. I'm thinking 'Sexy Back' from that American artist Justin Timberlake. It's hott," he informed Sasuke as he made himself comfortable on his desk.

"I'm afraid I'm not familiar with it," Sasuke replied, trying to ignore Naruto who had sprawled across his paperwork completely.

"That's okay! I'll sing it for ya." Naruto started making odd noises from the back of his throat. One could only assume he was warming up.

"I'm bringing sexy back…them other fuckers don't know how to act-"

"Dobe! What kind of music do you listen to?"

"Don't interrupt me while I'm singing, teme!" he cleared his throat and began again.

"Come let me make up for the things you lack…cause you're burning up I gotta get it fast."

"Get what fast?"

"I'm not quite sure actually. That doesn't matter. Stop interrupting!" I wonder what it does mean…maybe I can ask Kiba later.

"Dirty babe…you see these shackles, baby I'm your slave. I'll let you whip me if I misbehave-"

A strangled cough was heard from the door.

"…it's just that no one makes me feel this way?" Naruto finished awkwardly, as his head turned toward the door where four pairs of eyes were just staring. I wish they'd stop doing that. It makes it seem like something was going on.

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"Is this a bad time…again?" Sakura asked, face flushed. Please tell me nothing was going on. Please tell me nothing was going on. Oh my god.

"Nah, it's okay. I'm just trying to impress teme here," Naruto said, hastily getting off of the CEO's desk. Holy shit. No!

"…apparently…" a chilling voice commented.

"…with my music, Gaara," Naruto defended himself. Oh thank god…

"'Sexy Back!' I love that song!" a man with a bowl-cut and sparkling black eyes exclaimed.

"See? Thank you, Lee," Naruto said, throwing a look of triumph in Gaara's direction.

"Enough, we have work to do," Neji said, still staring awkwardly at the blonde.

"Took you long enough," Sasuke commented as he reshuffled his papers.

"Why did you want us here, Uchiha?" Gaara asked, obviously bored.

"You are all aware of the upcoming fashion show, I presume?"

The other men nodded, whereas Sakura raised here eyebrow questioningly.

"Fashion show? What fashion show?"

"Well, Sakura-sama," Lee began, his eyes shining, "this is a modeling agency, therefore it is our duty to supply our youthful gentlemen to various fashion designers. Furthermore, we must decide which of our men are most suited to take part in the fashion show."

"Well said, Lee," Naruto grinned.

"Okay, so we need to go pick out models?" Sakura thought aloud.

"Precisely," Lee replied.

"Now that we all have the arrangements for the spring fashion show underway-" Sasuke was interrupted by Sakura, yet again.

"Wait, spring fashion show? But it's only fall!"

"You really know nothing about fashion, do you," Neji smirked. Gaara curtly nodded his head in agreement.

"-as I was saying, spring fashion show. You all will accompany me on Friday to go-"

"Model picking!" Naruto finished cheerily.

"All of us? Does that include me?" Sakura asked hopefully.

Sasuke studied her for a moment.

"Whatever," he shrugged, picking up his pen.

"Hey, teme, which one of us gets to set the example?"

Example? What?

Sasuke set down his pen. "I knew you would ask me that, dobe." Naruto looked at him intently.

Sasuke looked at each man in the room in turn.

"Well, it's been a while since I've actually 'seen' you all. Take off your shirts."

What the hell?

Naruto and Lee threw off their shirts, while Neji and Gaara took their sweet time.

Holy shit. They're so…hott…

"Hn. Not bad," he said as he got up from his desk.

He first made his way towards Gaara, and paused. "You need a tan."

"…I hate the sun," Gaara replied scathingly.

"Well, the sun hates you too," Sasuke countered as he moved down the line and stopped at Neji.

"At least you have a tan," he commented, smirking in Gaara's direction. "Hyuuga, turn around."

"…no."

"Do it."

"I don't want you checking me out. Last time was awkward."

"Do you value your job?" the Uchiha retorted, his patience rapidly declining.

"Fine."

What's he gonna do? Last time..?

"Don't you dare slap my ass again. I did the work outs," Neji commanded sharply.

Sasuke moved the Hyuuga's hair and placed the offending locks of hair over his shoulder to get a clear view of his back. To Sakura, this looked like a very intimate gesture.

There's not something going on with them…is there? Damn, if I have to turn a gay guy straight…ah! What the hell!

Neji shivered from the cool air hitting his bare back. He suddenly felt something warm on his shoulder blade and jerked away.

"Forget it. I'm not doing this," he exclaimed, making his way over to his shirt and putting it on.

"Suit yourself."

"He's never been too comfortable with teme touching him," Naruto explained to a fidgeting Sakura.

I wonder why…

Sasuke swiftly made his way to Lee, looking him up and down.

"Lee, flex," he told him. The black haired man obeyed without a second thought.

"Holy shit, Lee, stop working out," Sasuke remarked, a hint of surprise in his tone. "You're too ripped."

"I recommend pilates," the blonde next to him offered.

He received a 'shut-the-hell-up-before-I-kick-you-out' glare from Sasuke.

"Yes, Uchiha-sama, I will do my best!" Lee saluted.

"…good," Sasuke moved on to his secretary.

"Like what you see, teme?" Naruto asked slyly, running his hand smoothly down his chest.

Sakura was completely flushed at this point.

"What do you think, Sakura?" Sasuke questioned, wanting to embarrass her after seeing her face redden.

"I um-uh…I d-don't think I'm t-the person you should ass-ask! Ask. He's my cousin after all…"

"Come on, Saku-chan, don't you think I'm hott?"

"She's about to pass out," Gaara said coolly, leaning against a wall with his arms folded.

"So she is," Sasuke noted, "well, dobe, Neji doesn't want to do it. You will."

"Awesome!" the blonde cheered as he reached for his shirt.

I think I need to sit down…

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-1- "Sasuke, you bastard. Don't take my ramen! Stop, give it back! Aww, come on…don't be that way. I love my ramen more than anything. Fuck you, teme! Back off from my ramen! Ah, Neji! Not you too!" ...just to clear things up. :)

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Preview of Chapter 6:

He looks hotter than usual today…

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Author's Note: Not much of a preview, huh? Sorry about that, but we'll just let your minds ponder over who 'looks hotter than usual today.' With the start of school, we have already started drowning in school work and projects. Not to mention concerts and festivals. We'll try to update as soon as we can. Rest assured, we're not going to abandon this fiction:)