Misery Business
By: Silverwolf
Sasuke looks at Naruto, "I'll leave the choice up to you. You don't have to go with me." The blonde tilts his head, "I want to." Sasuke nods slightly, "well then I guess it's me plus one." Naruto grins a moment. "Are you bothered by me going?" Sasuke shakes his head, "not at all. Though you should be prepared for there to be hardly any food and for everyone to blow cigarette smoke in your face." Naruto makes a face, "but you'll be there..." Sasuke looks at Naruto, "I'm not going to leave you alone around someone. You don't have to be afraid of that." Naruto smiles a bit.
The blonde watches as the raven continues his plans of getting ready to go. Naruto looks at Sasuke, "should I wear anything special?" Sasuke laughs a bit, "anything you put on is special." Naruto tilts his head. Sasuke makes a face, "you can whatever you want. You look good in everything, you should know that by now."
The raven is quick to step towards the blonde. "If you feel too uncomfortable we'll come back home, okay?" Naruto nods, "but won't that hurt you're modeling?" Sasuke waves a hand lightly, "it's not that important." The blonde smirks slightly.
Sasuke steps with Naruto towards the door to the flat. The pair step out of the door after Sasuke drapes a long coat around Naruto. The raven grabs his coat in silence. Naruto looks at Sasuke as the raven steps towards a waiting car. The blonde falls into the raven's pace as Sasuke takes Naruto's hand.
The pair arrive to the event together. Several designer stare at Naruto. The blonde remains close to the raven. Cobalt eyes stare around as if overwhelmed. Naruto closes his eyes as he feels Sasuke kiss him. "You okay?" The blonde nods slightly. "There's so many people." Sasuke nods, "all of them design clothing. Few of them are actually enjoyed company." Naruto laughs a bit at Sasuke's last statement.
The blonde places his forehead against the raven's shoulder as someone approached the pair. Sasuke and the female have abief conversation before he is asked about Naruto. The raven introduces the blonde only to have Naruto blush and hide against him. Sasuke smirks a bit, "he's not used to meeting so many people."
"He must be completely overwhelmed. Well I'll leave you two alone. Oh and consider my offer." After the female steps away Sasuke frowns lightly. "Not in millions of years;" the raven mutters under his breath. Naruto blinks a moment. Sasuke whispers a bit of how the female may be one of the top designers, but she also has a horrible attitude.
Naruto nods lightly and clings to the raven when someone new approaches the pair. Sasuke watches the approaching female with a tilted head. It was obvious she was new to the gathering though the raven had to admit he'd seen her skill before. The girl smirks a bit, "I don't mean to be a hassle, but I was asked to bring you over for my boss to speak with." Sasuke feels Naruto tighten his grip on Sasuke's hand as the raven shifts his weight slightly. "Why couldn't your boss just approach us?" The female gnaws her lip slightly, "because my boss doesn't care for company." Sasuke tilts his head, "excuse me?" The girl offers a lightly smile, "I work for a quite famous designer. I usually am the one to select the models. And well you and your blonde companion stand out from the rest of those about. So I was hoping you would at least give Haruno a brief moment."
Sasuke watches the female shift her weight a bit as if nervous of speaking to the pair. "Haruno, quite the label." The female nods slightly. Sasuke places an arm around Naruto's waist as he follows the young woman back towards the bar. Waiting at the bar is a female with bubble-gum colored hair. "Ino, I only asked for the raven." Sasuke looks at the other female, "is there a problem?" The female sighs lightly and shakes her head, "I'm nt exactly sure yet."
Sasuke pulls Naruto against him lightly as the blonde shivers a bit to the female's tone. "I actually have quite the line all ready, though the company needs a new face." Sasuke looks at the female, "are you trying to statement you want me to be that." The female nods lightly. Sasuke shakes his head, "not interested. Haruno may be good but they aren't that good. Besides I've looked at the contracts you offer, and it really isn't my style." Sasuke allows Naruto to hide against his shoulder while the female speaks. She becomes annoyed when Sasuke chooses to step away without agreeing with her.
Naruto looks at Sasuke as he continues walking away, "who is she?" "Sakura Haruno... for her the brand is a family business. For me she's just an anooyance." The blonde turns his head a bit when he notices someone taking a few photographs. Sasuke waves a bit towards the female. Naruto gives a slight wave before hiding against Sasuke again. The raven kisses the blonde as the camera flashes. The female taking the picture laughs, "I'll send it you to if you want; you know that Uchiha." Sasuke nods, "you still develop your own photos?" The female nods. Sasuke grins a bit, "I mean what I said, I'll model for the PITA as long as you're taking the photos. Mostly because you don't mind the occasional fox." The girl laughs, "he's a sweetheart. And I let him get away with being in the shot. Course we've had more publicity since including him in the despite the fact she's a pain in everyone's... well, you know I'm not on the hook." Sasuke shakes his head, "glad you're not in trouble." The petite female shrugs, "if she fires me she loses her best model."
Naruto hears a low growl when he begins sucking on the skin of Sasuke's neck a bit. "I have this feeling you're ready to leave?" The blonde nods lightly. The raven gives a farewell to the female snapping photos was he chooses to leave with Naruto. All ready his phone was collecting the messages of wishful designers.
A/N: In case it's not really obvious they are at the 'designer's gathering' that a bit was stated about before. Um, I don't have a name for the female character taking photos that Sasuke is on friendly terms with yet... so I'd appreciate ideas. Thanks for the reviews and for reading.
ItachiSilverwolf