The birds chirped, the sun shone and the morning was quiet , calm and serene. Naruto decided he would make the best of it , and not ruin his morning. It made no sense really, that he was going to let the raven get to him. He would protect his empire and his friends with the skills he had. he would survive this predicament and live to tell the tale. The Uchiha would die before he let him ruin his life completely.

With that resolve, Naruto got out of the bed and went to the shower. But he should've known that sometimes, life has a way of dragging the carpet from right under your feet. Naruto blinked at the sight of Sasuke in his shower, washing his hair. Of course, Naruto could only see Sasuke's back but really that was more than he needed.

Water cascaded down a smooth pale back, over a perfectly moulded ass and then down strong, toned legs. Naruto felt his mouth go dry. He licked his lips but to no avail. He was going to have a very hard time getting this image out of his head.

As if sensing someone was watching him, Sasuke turned his head to see who it was. He smirked when he saw Naruto by the door, "Hope you don't mind, friend. My shower broke down on me."

"Y-yeah, uh, no , um, no problem . Just don't uh take up all the hot water."

Sasuke turned completely, showing all of him to Naruto. He took great amusement in seeing sapphire eyes take in his form and land on a special part of his anatomy. He suppressed a chuckle and leaned on the glass of the shower, "Wanna join?"

Naruto blinked and his head began nodding slowly, then he caught himself and shook his head. He glared at the wet man, "Just hurry the hell up." And then he left, ignoring Sasuke's bark of laughter.

"Haku, I don't know how long I'll last in that house." Naruto mumbled into his folded arms that he was resting on. It was lunch and the blonde and his best friend were on the roof, away from the prying eyes of the student body. And in the blonde's case, away from the raven who he wasted nothing to do with.

"Oh come on, it's not that bad, Naru," Haku supplied, rubbing the the blonde's hoodie clad back. He took a bite of his sandwich and continued, "It's a bit shitty, yeah. But come on, you're basically living the life. Don't be so down."

"But Haku," Naruto turned his head to look at his best friend, "I don't want to fall in love with him. I'd rather gauge my eyes out with a hatchet."

Haku winced, Naruto was becoming very violent as of late, "Hunny-bear, everything's gonna be alright. I pinky swear. So don't sweat it and just go with the flow."

Naruto stared at his best friend for a while before looking forward. He admired the look of the mountains in the distance and sighed. "I'm not sure if I can do this."

Haku was about to comment but was interrupted by the sound of heavy metal being pushed. He looked over the edge of where they were sitting and saw inky locks peeked out. He smiled to himself and crawled back to Naruto, "Looks like we have company."

Naruto furrowed his brows and looked over the edge, only to find Sasuke looking back up at him. He let out a small growl and stood. He out his hand on is hips and huffed, "How did you find me?"

Sasuke shielded his eyes from the glare of the sun, his hair being played with the wind, "I figured you'd be up here. You are the only one with the keys."

"Aoparently not," Naruto retorted, "Since you opened the door I clearly remember locking."

Sasuke smirked, "Whoever said I used keys?"

Naruto narrowed his eyes at the man but gave up. He shifted his weight to his right leg and ran his fingers through his hair, "What can i do for you, Uchiha?"

"Well, as my boyfriend, you really are suppose to be having lunch with me. Seeing as I had to come find you, I take it you were running away from me."

"Oh gosh no, " Naruto said, faking shock, "What ever made you come to the conclusion?"

"Come on, let's go." Sasuke said, moving his hands to his hips.

"Why?" Naruto asked.

"Rule Two, dobe."

Naruto glared at him. he turned to Haku and mouthed 'sorry'. Haku smiled and waved him off. Sighing -he was doing that a lot-, he walked over to the ladder and climbed down. On his way down though, he missed a step and was about to fall and hit the ground. He found himself in a warm and safe embrace instead of the cold hard ground. He looked up into the smiling face of the Uchiha.

"Falling for me already ?"

Naruto growled and pushed the Uchiha away. He stomped through the door.

"Alright, so dobe, my parents are in town for the night and we are going to have dinner with them," Sasuke stated, eyes behind his silver Aviators focusing on the road before him, "Reach into the glove compartment. There's a present in there for you."

Wind wiping through his hair, Naruto rolled his eyes and grumbled to himself. he reached for the glove compartment in the sleek Audi-R8 and saw a spiral-spined book. On top of the book, was a black velvet box. Raising an eyebrow, the blonde took out both items. He deadpanned at the book. Sasuke was on the cover, seated on a wooden stool with his head titled skywards - an expression Naruto could only name as thoughtful on his beautiful face. Then in bold white colors over his head read , The Life And Times Of Sasuke Uchiha.

Naruto turned his head to Sasuke, who was grinning like a fool, "Really?"

"If we're going to pull this off, you need to be nothing short of a stalker. Sakura helped me by the way," Sasuke said, stopping at a stop light, "Just think of it as another project. You are the second smartest in the school. You should be able to cram the info in."

Naruto looked back at the book. Shaking his head and sighing, he look into the book and gasped. It wasn't be any means extravagant, but the ring he laid his eyes on was beautiful. The golden band has an inscription 'Blue-eyed Angel' and the topaz stone was cut to look like a fox. Naruto looked at Sasuke again and caught sight of the ring on his finger - like Naruto's only the band was sterling silver and instead of a fox, he had a sapphire cat.

"I thought it was a good idea. Since my parents think that we've been going out for about a month or so. Like it?"

Naruto vaguely nodded. With slightly shaky fingers, he slipped the ring on his ring finger. It glinted in the noon sun and stole his breath. He felt something dangerously akin to appreciation and something deeper, stir in his stomach. He cleared his throat, and focused on the biography in his lap. He skipped through a few pages.

"This is really well put together." He commented, carving the information to memory.

"I'll thank Sakura later. Okay, so what's the story on how we met?" The raven asked as he pulled up to the giant iron gates that led to his property.

"Oh, just leave it up to me."

Sasuke shrugged and pressed his thumb to the bio-pad. The screen turned green and the guard bowed to him as the gates receded and he drove through. About a mile after, up the graveled driveway, the couple came to the front of the Uchiha mansion. The place was made to give an intimidating yet welcoming aura. Red bricks made the two story building, picturesque windows that gave the outsiders a view of the parlor and conservatories that made up the front of the building. Exotic flowers lined the front of the house. The sight always took Naruto's breath away.

Sasuke stepped out of the car and Naruto followed suit. A tuxedo clad butler opened the door and stepped out to greet them. Sasuke handed him the keys to the car. Bowing, the man walked towards the car.

Naruto followed Sasuke to his room, waving at the servants that were doing varying amounts of work. When the blonde saw the white of Sasuke's doors , he relaxed a bit. He had been half expecting for the raven's parents to jump out of nowhere and he wasn't ready.

"Alright. Birthday?"

"July 23."

"Blood type?"

"AB"

"Family?"

"One brother. Mother and Father. Itachi Uchiha, Mikoto Uchiha and Fugaku Uchiha."

"Occupations?"

"Father : CEO of Uchiha Unlimited - a weapons building company. Currently, on top of all affairs in the world wide market, Fugaku Uchiha is considered the richest man on the planet with an empire that could rival any that may have existed before him."

"Mother?"

"Mikoto Uchiha - Travelling writer. Famous for her best seller "Passion and Deception" that was adapted into a movie and is currently at the top of all must-see list for 5 years now."

"Brother?"

"Itachi Uchiha - CEO of Sound - the best of the best recording labels that ever was established. He is also rumored to be the founder of the gang Akatsuki but no connections have been made. Apparently, because his brother is the actual head." He finished with a sneer at Sasuke.

"Good, good. You'll do fine. Just follow my lead," Sasuke said, bringing the whisky he had been pouring to his lips.

"No Sasuke," Naruto walked over to the bar and stole his drink, "Follow mine." He smiled viciously, and took a swallow of the whisky.

"Where is he?" Fugaku Uchiha asked his son, giving his coat to a servant. Fugaku was a much more handsome, mature looking Itachi. Indigo eyes that held wisdom and ruthlessness, a strong and firm mouth and angled features. Dark locks falling to his neck and dark bangs that framed his face. Though the man was actually 42, he didn't seem a day over 29. Needless to say, Sasuke wouldn't disappoint when he grew older.

"Hello to you too, father," When he got a mocking glare, he added, "Naruto is up in his room, getting ready."

"No I'm not," Naruto emerged from the bottom of the staircase and gave the man standing at the door a warm smile, "I'm Naruto Uzumaki, sir. Pleasure to meet you."

Fugaku raised a dark eyebrow and took the hand that was offered to him. He was a bit shocked, to say the least, at his son's choice in a partner. The boy was the very epitome of prim. He was wearing a white, frame fitting v-neck t-shirt, a blue cardigan over the latter and dark blue slacks. His hair was the only thing that was oddly out of place but was so in .. well, in a neat way. Clear framed glasses settled on a button nose. Above, big and beautiful cerulean eyes. Below, a pair of full yet vulnerable rosette lips.

There was a bit of question with the identical three whisker-like marks on both his tanned cheeks. But Fugaku decided that it made the boy look cuter. He gave a small smile to the lad, he took an instant liking to the young man.

"Fugaku Uchiha. But you may call me Fugaku, Naruto. And the pleasure is all mine." He dipped his head to kiss the back of the tan hand that was so small in his massive ones. When he straightened, he had to suppress a laugh at the blush that dusted those cheeks and the glare he as getting from his son, "Mikoto will join us soon. Her flight got delayed. What about we go to the parlor and get to know each other better?"

"I'd like that," Naruto responded. He giggled a bit but linked his hand with Fugaku's as they moved to the parlor. A very sour Sasuke trailed behind them.

They walked into the warm room. The walls were wooden and paneled. There was brown leather couches set around a glass coffee table and on baby blue carpeting. With a fireplace opposite to the picturesque window that gave a magnificent view of the garden, paintings of the Uchiha family among other priceless work, the room had a home-y feel to it.

Fugaku sat in the loveseat, Naruto taking the other one with Sasuke settling beside him. Naruto laced their fingers together and relaxed against his side, making it look like it was the place in which he belonged effortlessly. Fugaku saw this and felt the corner of his lips twitch upward.

"So, Naruto, what is it exactly that you like about my son?" The eldest Uchiha asked, signaling to the maid that he wanted his port.

"Actually, with all due respect, I have no idea. Your son is a complete asshole." Naruto stated, smile still on his face.

Sasuke resisted the urge to break the blonde's wrist and instead opted to trying to swallow his water.

"Oh?," Fugaky raised an elegant brow and tried not to laugh," Then why are you with him?"

"At first, I thought there was something wrong with me, but then..."

"Then..." Fugaku and Sasuke prompted, though Fugaku had said his out loud.

"It realized it was the moments where he wasn't being an asshole that I intended to stick around for," For show, Naruto dipped his head so his bangs hid his blush, "And, I fell in love."

Niiiiice , Sasuke thought, sipping his water more easily.

"How did you two meet?"

"In the hallway, one day at school," Sasuke said, "It was fate."

"Actually, that's not the first time we met." Naruto fixed Sasuke with a disappointed gaze and then turned to Fugaku, his mood changing, "You see my mother had died when I was about 6 or so . Don't apologize. She's always with me in my heart and thoughts, she never left. I was pretty cut up about it though and was crying under a tree. This ball rolled up out of nowhere and touched my foot. When I looked up, there was the prettiest little boy ever." Naruto gave a small smile as he looked off to the corner of the room, seeing the picture, "He told me to stop crying, that angel's didn't cry. Then he took my hand and bought me ice-cream. Needless to say, I was hooked on him. He made me feel so much better. I've had a crush on him ever since."

Fugaku looked at his son and then back at Naruto. He opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted when a dark haired woman came bursting through the door. Her hair was up in a Ballerina Bun with some strands messily out of place. But the look suited the woman. She was wearing a trench coat that fit her perfectly, jeggings covered her long legs and a pair of ballet flats, her feet. She was huffing and puffing, thin pink lips apart. She had a button nose and the same obsidian eyes that Sasuke had, framed by thick and long eyelashes. She was beautiful, to say the least.

"I'm so so so so so sorry !" She burst out, throwing her red handbag to the ground, where a fumbling maid caught it before it hit the ground, "The stupid plane got delayed and I'm so sorry that I'm late and I feel awful, Sasu and..and...and .. well, he's cute." She finished, eyes landing on the blonde in the room.

She took a breath and walked into the room, as graceful as anyone could ever hope to be. She kissed the cheek of her husband and jumped into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. She regarded the blonde in the room, a dazzling smile on her lips, "And you must be Naruto. Hello there sweetie, I'm the ever astounding Mikoto Uchiha."

He returned her smile and extended his hand. "It's -" He couldn't finish when he felt the weight of the 39-year-old woman on his lap. He smiled at her, "It's great to finally meet you, Mrs. Uchiha."

"Ha!," Mikoto snorted, somehow making it sound so graceful,"You sound like my big-headed editor. Please, call me Miki." She kissed the blonde on his cheek and stood, "Alright. Let's go have dinner!"

Naruto could do this.