As pathetic as I felt doing so, I ended up visiting Itachi's room. He kindly opened the door with a smug smile on his face that I wanted to smack off. I hate how well he knows me.
"I see you decided to come and stay the night", he says happily.
I roll my eyes and enter his suite. As I suspected, it was in tip top shape without a single piece of clothing on the floor. The beds were made, and there was a faint scent of cinnamon and vanilla.
"You guilt tripped me into this", I say defensively. "You were right when you said I hadn't seen you in a while"
He ignores me and widens his deceptive smile. "I'm just glad you came. Would you like anything to drink?"
I shake my head. "No thank you"
He pulls out a chair, and I knew what was to come. "Have a seat. I'd like to talk about today"
I scrunch my nose and ignore the gesture he was giving me to sit down. Instead, I throw myself onto a nice, firm mattress.
"So it didn't go well?"
I close my eyes, my head beginning to throb from drinking a little too much. "It wasn't bad at all"
"Would you see him again?"
There was no need to hesitate. "No"
He sits down on the bed next to me with a look of worry on his face. "Why not?"
Stop questioning it. No means no.
"He's not my type"
"But it was a good date? I don't understand why you wouldn't want to see him again"
"He is not the one for me and I do not wish to see him again. That's final", I state firmly.
He sighs before putting his hand on my face. I swat it away and he frowns.
"Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke, what am I going to do with you?", he asks playfully.
"Nothing", I hiss.
"You're so complicated", he begins. "You go on a date with a very, and I mean very, attractive young man, and you actually like it...but yet you still reject him"
I bite my tongue to prevent the conversation from going on any longer.
"Okay, I see you don't want to talk about this", he says impatiently. "You're clearly intoxicated"
"I'm not that drunk", I murmur.
"Yeah", he says before getting off my bed and sliding into his. "Of course you're not"
And after that, neither of us said a word to each other.
I woke up with a slight headache, most likely from the amount of alcohol I drank last night. I don't really remember how I got into Itachi's hotel, but I hope it wasn't because I drunk called him to pick me up from the bar. That would be embarrassing.
"I see you're awake", he says softly. "You sure sleep a lot"
I slowly sit up and look over at the alarm clock on the glossy wooden night stand. God, it's so late...I can't believe I slept for so long.
"Yeah...and I've got so much stuff I want to get done", I say before stretching out my tight muscles.
"Like what?", he asks flatly.
"Well first of all, I wanted to buy a new car"
My brother snorts. "As if the one's you have aren't nice enough"
I crawl my way out of bed and take off my shirt. "I hope you have clothes that will fit me. I'm sure we're about the same size"
He tosses me a casual, but expensive looking, shirt and a pair of jeans. "Lunch is going to stop being served in twenty minutes. If you're really hungry I suggest you go downstairs now"
"Not hungry", I retort dryly.
I sloppily take off my pants, and slip into my new pair of jeans.
"You know, Naruto and his grandfather are only two floors below us"
"Hn. Interesting", I say as I button up my dress shirt. "I've actually been planning on meeting Jiraiya again"
"Good luck with that, he's a very busy man"
I snort. "Says who? He's an author, not a doctor or a lawyer", I say pretentiously.
"He's no ordinary author and you know that. He's very well known, and must have a lot on his agenda. Possibly more than you"
I raise my eyebrow. "Is that so?"
"I know his room number, would you like to see if he's in there?"
There's an obnoxious "you're wrong" tone in his voice, and I wasn't going to put up with it for any longer. "Yes, I would like to pay him a visit"
"Let's go then"
I finish getting dressed and brush my teeth. We walk out the door and take the elevator to the seventh floor. When we arrive at his door I knock three times and wait patiently.
"Told you he wouldn't be in there", my brother brags.
"Relax. He might be sleeping, maybe I should knock louder"
"Why would he be sleeping? It's the middle of the day", my brother asks as if the idea was preposterous.
I ignore him, and knock on the door even louder.
"Do you not have any manners?", my brother asks impatiently.
After a few seconds the door squeaks open, but not all the way. I am faced with bright blond hair and one tired blue eye through the crack of the open door.
"It's nice to see you again, Naruto", Itachi says with a grin that was too enthusiastic for one in the afternoon.
"What do you want", he grumbles.
"We would like to see your grandfather", I reply.
"He's not here"
"Aren't you supposed to be at work?", Itachi asks.
"Taking the day off. I'm not feeling well"
He's lying.
"You sound fine to me", I say as if I know he is being dishonest.
"Well I'm not, and I'm sorry for the inconvenience. Come back again some other time"
A loud, monsterous snore grabs my attention, and the blond looks as if he'd just been caught stealing.
"I see you have a visitor", Itachi says tauntingly.
The blond stutters while trying to find an excuse. "He uh...that's not who you think it is"
"Oh really, then who is it?", I begin to interrogate.
"Naruto, is somebody at the door?"
"May we come in?", Itachi asks. "We won't be staying for long"
The door fully opens, giving my brother and I a view of a messy suite and a shirtless, tan blond with unkempt hair.
"This is sort of the reason why I didn't want you to come in", he says sheepishly.
"The cleanliness of your hotel room is the least of my concern"
He turns away and walks over to his bed, and I watch the toned, defines muscles on his back move as he does so. Itachi catches me in the moment, and he gives me a smug look. I respond with an eye roll.
"I didn't tell you to open the door you little turd", the white haired old man grumbles as he slowly begins to wake up.
"I think you'd thank me for this", the blond replies.
When the old man finally wakes up, his jaw almost drops. "Sasuke?"
"Yes, I came to discuss business with you"
The old man looks around, and then down at his naked chest. "I...just wish you came at a better time", he says nervously.
"If you'd like, we'll wait outside while you and your son get dressed"
"That would be very nice", the old man says after letting out a nervous laugh. "Hey squirt, when you're done getting dressed, would you mind going in the lobby. I'd like for this to be a private conversation"
The blond lets out an annoyed sigh. "Whatever", he retorts dryly.
We leave the room, and our eyes meet for a split second. He's a nice kid...I just can't see myself being with him. He's too young and innocent. I can't take that away from him.
While waiting outside, my brother sparks a conversation.
"I saw the way you were looking at him", he says smugly. "You can't deny that you want to see him again"
"I do, but I'm not going to as I've said many times before", I say impatiently.
"What can I do to convince you to go on another date with him?"
"You can't", I say dryly. "My mind has already been made"
He shakes his head at me. "Unbelievable", he murmurs. "I just hope you know that giving Naruto a chance might just give you a change of heart. I'm tired of you choosing people who are absolutely insane"
"Konan was not insane", I snap.
"She almost killed your snake during an argument", Itachi justifies. "The knife was right at its throat"
Okay, so Konan was crazy, and there's no doubt in my mind that she still is. I would still rather be with her than some eighteen year old boy.
"The snake was old and it died two days after anyways", I murmur.
He lets out a disappointed sigh. "I don't understand you, I really don't"
The door opens again, and the blond walks out looking rather pissed off. Jiraiya greets us with a smile and welcomes us back inside.
"Sorry 'bout this", he says with a warm smile. "Feel free to take a seat anywhere you'd like"
We both end up sitting on a comfortable sofa, listening to the old man babble on and on without giving us a single chance to bring up the main reason we'd came in the first place. Surprisingly, all he talked about was his grandson.
"I'm sorry about how he treated you two, I don't know why he'd be so rude to you two like this, but you know how teenagers are, they're always so moody", he rambles. "I raised him better just so you know. He's actually a very nice young man with a big heart", he says proudly. "But boy, is he trouble. Can't sit still if his life depended on it and doesn't know when to close his mouth sometimes. He's not the best decision maker either"
Itachi and I exchange interested looks, and before I can open my mouth, he continues to go on.
"He used to goof around in school a lot, but I made sure to set him straight. The only concern I have about him now is that he doesn't have a girlfriend. You'd think a kid as good looking as him would do well with the ladies, but he's a little awkward and quirky. I think that's the biggest issue"
"Did you ever come to the conclusion that he might not like girls?", my brother questions.
There's an uncomfortable silence before he breaks out into laughter. "Nah, my grandson is as straight as a pencil", he informs us. "But enough about my bratty, hormonal, sixteen year old grandson, what was the purpose for you two coming here?"
"Sixteen?", I repeat as if I'd heard him wrong. "He's only sixteen?"
"What, you really thought he was older?"
I shoot my brother an angry glare, and I can tell he's a bit uncomfortable himself.
"What, is there...an issue I don't know about?"
"No. No issue at all", I say calmly.
But on the inside I was very pissed off. I felt betrayed and slightly humiliated. Itachi was surely going to pay for setting me up with a minor.
"I'd came here to discuss a huge opportunity that you have", I begin. "As you know, I am a fan of your books, and I would love to see one turned into a movie"
"You...want one of my books on the big screen?!", he nearly shouts.
"Yes, I think it would be a big hit that would raise enough controversy to give you even more publicity", I begin. "And imagine how much money you'd make if the movie was a huge success"
The overly excited pervert jumps out of his seat.
"I can't believe this! One of the best directors in Hollywood wants to turn one of my novels into a film!"
I nod my head with a smirk on my face. "I see a bright future for you Jiraiya. I really do"
A/N: A not so eventful chapter, but it's still slightly relevant to the story line. Next update will most likely be taken from Naruto's perspective. Please keep reading and reviewing!