Chapter 8
"I got it woman, stop your annoying ruckus, I'll tell him." Shutting it off and placed the phone in his pocket. The man with high ponytail walked smugly toward the familiar office. "Damn" 'I'm too early. Uchiha better be here.'
Slam!
Shika stopped in his path as the well-acquainted woman, slightly dressed out of order hurriedly walked away from his boss's door.
After a shock from seeing the unexpected early bird, she quickly composed. "Ah, Shikamaru, Haven't seen you for a long time…" Still being the dog for Uchiha.
"How do you do, Mrs. Uchiha?" Even he was mocking her with the title. "Itachi-sama is here? I thought he's still over the States settling the new market."
Fuming, masking smile beamed from her. " Oh a haa haa… Oh no, my husband is far too busy to be here, in this office." Purposely, she leveled her voice high. "I'm just here to do him a favor, giving his dearbrother a souvenir."
"I see." He politely returned a mock smile.
Anger silently fumed. "Ah, busy me. I have to go now." Shikamaru stepped aside to let the woman quickly escaped.
"Cheh…" 'Slut…' He continued his track to Sasuke room and opened up his door to find the man standing behind his desk fixing his tie.
"Hn," his usual greeting.
Swiftly turning around to check for unwanted people, Shikamaru faced Sasuke. "You know you're playing with fire..." He took a seat in front of the raven man.
"Hn. What fire? nothing but a mere pile of ash dusts, already been burned to its max." Satisfied with his attire, Sasuke returned to his seated position. Leaning on a side, with his hand propping his face, he glumly gazed at the amused man.
Whistle. "Very well then. Here, this is what you've been looking for." Pulling out from his pocket a flash drive, he carelessly threw it on the desk.
"…" Sasuke turned on his laptop, waiting. "Any slip-ups?" He asked from the corner of his eye.
"What kind of question is that?" A bit offended, he raised his eyebrow.
"Hn." Putting the flash drive in to the port, Sasuke quickly scanned his eyes upon the crucial information popping on his screen. Satisfied smirk was visible on Sasuke's face.
"Chah. There. I'm done. Feel free to call from the time of eight am and eight pm, any time before that and even Sunday … I'll charged double. Last time was gift." Shikamaru smirked.
Glare.
Twitch. "Can't you take a light joke? It's early morning Uchiha. Ah. How's the little girl?" Keen eyes noticed. He snickered at the pretty bow bento box.
Irritably, Sasuke put out his hand to grab the bento box and set it on the stand table behind him to hide it from Shikamaru's view.
'That ends it.'Leaning back in the comfortable chair, "I don't want to be unemployed you know." That comment got Sasuke's attention. "It would be very dumb to be locked in jail for being a child molester and not anything else."
"She's not a child." But it stills peculiar how her age was twenty…
"Looks like one." Mockingly, Shikamaru stated.
Sasuke gave him a 'heh' look. It was Shikamaru's turn to get his mind damaged. 'Is he serious? I guess they did it…'
Finish reading the content on screen, "Hn. Good." He bleakly took out the flash-drive and tossed it back to Shikamaru who caught it with ease. Swiftly, his hand ran through his hair.
The attentive man raised his eyebrow. "Quite a battle last night huh?" He was referring to the noticeable bruise under his bang. Again, keen eyes he had.
"Yea…" Sasuke unconsciously answered. Realizing his slipup, he quickly glared up.
'Yup, he so knocked the girl home clean.'Shikamaru slightly laughed to himself.
Knock. Knock.
"Come-in."
"Good morning, Uchiha-san…ah…Nara-san." Taki politely greeted the two superior men.
"Hn." Sasuke made a motion of noticing the secretary.
"Hey. Well, I'll let you work, Uchiha. I'll visit you some other time. We'll go out for a drink. Later." He easily shrugged off the comfort of the chair and walked out, passing the secretary.
"Have a nice day." Shikamaru and Taki exchanged bows.
[…]
"What is it, Taki?"
"Ah. You have a line of appointments today. I just wanted to remind you. And do you need anything to start first for today." Quietly stood in front of Sasuke's desk, he held a folder with a fresh piece of paper, ready to jot down any demands.
"Hn. Prepare this for me. Get these stacks send by noon. Past this along to Tsunade…by the way, where was she yesterday's afternoon."
"I'm sorry I did not notice."
'That old hag.'Sigh. "Nevermind."
"Anything else?" Taki grabbed on to the big stack of paper.
"Throw this box away." He hastily pointed to the gift box behind the desk.
"Y-yes." Walking to the indicated location, not only he founded the box but the cute bento box too. 'Miss Sakura?'
Noticing the silent stare, "Don't." He warned the secretary to not say a word.
"I understand Uchiha-san." He bowed and removed himself from the room.
"Hn." He returned to bury his eyes in the stack of papers.
o-o-o-o-o
"Wasn't that Michelle Uchiha? What's she doing here? Her husband is over sea isn't he?"
"Oh my, do you think that rumor is true."
"Which one?"
Whisper whisper…
Shock. "Really!?"
"Nah, you guys shouldn't believe those. Didn't you see Sasuke-sama yesterday? He was walking out with a girl."
"That girl. The cute little one with the pink hair?"
"She looks so tiny. I thought she was like a teen."
"Not what I heard from the main source."
o-o-o-o-o
Annoyingly walking out of the company grand entrance, the woman known as Michelle also titled as Mrs. Uchiha, the family eldest son's wife, quickly put on her D&G ruby studded sunglasses. She waited for her red porsche.
"Here you go Ma'am…"
"Hmp." Harshly retrieving her keys, Michelle quickly got in to the driver's seat and carelessly sped away. Gripping the wheel, her mind fumed by the flashback to the previous scene.
[…]
Sasuke impassively leaned back in his chair with his legs lightly opened, letting the brunette have her way.
Pulling the waistline down to free his proud member, she eyes widened at the sight of his length, standing tall, waving to her. Moving her fingers up and down his shaft, she intensely felt it throbbing in her hand.
"Heh … I knew it. No matter how blank your expression is. Your body just naturally desires mine. No one can stimulate you like I can." Hotly breathing onto the skin of the erect member, she took it whole in her mouth, fully wetting it with her saliva from the tip to the end to give him a mind-killing blowjob [or so she thought]. One of her hand mindlessly moved to finger herself, getting hot for him.
Sasuke's face remained stolid. Doing nothing to aid the woman nor stopping her. His hands rested on the handles of the chair.
Feeling she had savor enough of him. Tasting the light liquid coming out from the tip, she felt it was good.
"Let's make it a quickie neh?" She slowly lifted her skirt, moved aside her thong. Climbing on top of him, her legs spread to position over his moistened tip.
"Ahhh…." The woman let out a suppressed moan as she lowered herself to his member.
Gradually moving her hip up and down, her body was shaking by the size of his tender shaft.
"?!" Feeling something weird.
"Ah… *up* What's wrong *down* … You're not as erected *Slowly back up* today?" She was moving by her own desired pace, while touching herself in front of the man.
"Ah….AH...AH!" She jerked against him now, trying to reach her peak, the feeling just didn't come as usual. Grabbing on to his tie, trying to steal a kiss from his luring lips, but the man just wouldn't budge.
"Come…on… t-touch m-me… Ah…" She grabbed his hands up to grope her breasts, begging him to help her release.
"My brother must have been busy picking the wild flowers off the side roads; he's leaving you cold by the bedside, isn't he?" Sasuke gave her a smirk. "As always."
Stop. Her eyes shocked wide at his words.
Harshly lifted the woman body off him and discarded her on the floor. Sasuke inconsiderately moved aside to grab a few tissues and getting rid of the dirty liquid on his body part.
Stunned at the sight, she pronouncedly stood up. "How dare you?" Raising her hand, about to give Sasuke a blow on the face so hard that he would not forget but his calloused hand stopped hers. Throw aside…
"Grr… You … You should be flattered …" Smirk. "you're nothing but just the forgotten child... Heh … always will be the shadow of your brother."
"…" Raven showed no change of emotion.
"Heh … of course I know, what your beloved brother, my husband, has been up to. I don't even 'care'. He and I …we were wed by business relation. Heh … and you're just like one of those weeds in the dirt, I stepped on the roadside. Don't think too highly of yourself. Bastard child."
"What does that make you? Being easily thrown aside by a piece of your so called 'weed'." Fully zipped, Sasuke stood to look at the woman, dressed raggedly on his floor, staining it. "Hn."
Her face twisted in many foul expressions. "Hmp" Standing up to dress herself, she angrily strutted her sad pity body off.
Stopping at the door, "Ah I almost forgot, your beloved brother sent you a gift." She lifted the nearby box with her arms then threw it, missing the raven.
[…]
Recklessly driving on the road, the red porsche made a dangerous turned around the corner.
'How dare … he … Uchihas … they're all the same…'
Feeling the lingering arousal sensation between her legs, painfully hardened buds poking against her shirt, the grip upon the wheel handle got tighter.
'Heh… you're just one of my toys ... Sasuke… hmp…'
o-o-o-o-o
Freshly cleaned kitchen, vacuumed living room, sparkling cleaned glass tops. Sasuke's house was beyond clean.
Ring … ring … ring…
She stopped the course of her track.
Ring … ring … riin… "Hello?" Sakura voice sweetly answered.
-"Sakura, what took you so long to answer?"—
"Uh I was cleaning…" Voice sounded a little nervous.
-"Hn."—
"Do you need anything Sasuke?"
-"Ah, I just want to tell you, I'll be very busy today. I won't be home until late. Don't wait up for me."
"Oh… I se…oosp."
-"What was that?"—He heard a familiar sound.
"Nothing! My hand was slippery, that's all."
-"Hn." – 'Now I'm scare of leaving you home alone.' Twitch… "Where are you …exactly?"
"Uh…somewhere in your house…" She avoided the topic.
-"Sakura …"-
"J-just your room… heh ...heh heh …" 'One of your room that is. Sorry Sasuke-kun. I only promise not to enter the pretty room, but this one… hee hee heee'
-"Hn."-
Sakura blew out a sigh of relieve, She was currently sitting in the middle of his office pulling out a stack of albums, she hadn't dare to look through it. The poor things were collecting dusts.
"Did you eat lunch? Don't over work yourself Sasuke-kun." She worriedly spoke through.
-"Hn."— He glanced at the opened bento box that was cleared out by him.
"Um… it must still be your break huh? Uh… Anything interesting happened?" Attempting to lift up the awkwardness, fearing she might spill out her location.
-"Hn … Would you believe me if I told you I was sexually assaulted."—Sasuke mischievously snickered to himself as he heard the flabbergasting sound through the phone.
He then quickly shut it down.
[...]
"Whhaat?!" Sakura was screaming through the phone. "What kind of joke is that?!... Sasuke-kun!" All she heard was stillness. "Sasuke-kun?..." Turning off the phone, she gave a long sigh. 'Was that a joke...?'Putting the phone next to her, Sakura returned to her task. 'Like anyone can rape him.'She apparently didn't take in to consideration that she could be one.
Carefully examined the fallen object, a music box, 'Phew. I caught it in time.'Relieved, the object was placed back in its original location, undamaged.
'Now, where was I?'Her eyes curiously returned to the stacks of photo albums she found on the bottom-forgotten corner of his bookcase wall. Beautifully engraved hard cover, the album gave a feeling of warmth and serenity.
'Ohh…I feel so guilty going to through this … but … Oh well… Here I go…'Turning the front cover, Sakura's eyes once again glued to the first page.
A baby boy about two or three was sitting in a tub, appeared to be outside a garden, butt naked. Even with his head shaved, it wasn't hard to identify the owner of those obsidian eyes and the grumpy face. 'Sasuke-kun is so cute. Hee.'
As she continued to turn the pages, bits and pieces of Sasuke's childhood became clearer to her. What really surprised her was the laughing face in most pictures. He had the purest laughing smile. His eyes sparkled with innocent. 'What happened?!'Her head was popping questions of how he turned out today.
'Puberty?'
There were numerous pictures of him from the time he was still in the crib. 'Hinata. Aw both of them are so cute.'She giggled at the picture of Sasuke and Hinata in their kimonos during New Year. He was pulling on the girl's hair, being mischievous as any boys his age. Sakura finally noticed by the third album, there were only pictures of Sasuke. A couple with Hinata, Kakashi 'He still looks the same,'Tsunade, and the black hair woman, whom she had seen a picture of last time in his office. It was common to assume she was his mother, they held the same deep dark orbs. However, there was no one else in his pictures. Well except on occasion, the random bodyguards who were captured by accident were in the pictures too. 'Is he an only child? What about his dad?'
Sakura began to turn back to look for the missing man. 'None.'
Inquisitiveness filled her mind of the mysterious man. His look, his personality, his father-son relationship with Sasuke.
By the fifth album, the gallery stopped, unfinished. The last couple of batches of pictures were of Sasuke in his grade school uniform and by the look of the cake, his seventh birthday.
His childhood was normal as any children, but compared to the picture in his office. The graduation picture showed a different story. Anguish filled his eyes, adult-like feature lingered his poise.
'Sasuke-kun, what happened?'She was beyond enthralled of the missing fragment in his timeline.
o-o-o-o-o
"Would you get it already!?" Naruto's voice echoed through the office. Hands in the air, his head was fuming trying to explain to the blond woman sitting behind the messy desk stacked with folders.
"Naruto, shut up. If Uchiha is not complaining. You shouldn't be." Tsunade leisurely look at the man, her hand was supporting her head on a side.
"It's because he never heard it to begin with. Beside, his head is already filled with a mass load of things. Starting this project is too risky."
"If you don't jump in to the water, how would you know how cold it is? I'll get the proposal to him soon." Tsunade waved her hand casually, dismissed him.
"Why can't you just dip a toe? Don't just put the whole company at risk."
Tsunade was really annoyed now, "What with you today, you're the usual freak that comes up with radical ideas. Can't I have my turn once a while?"
"A turn?! … This proposal you're about to present is not some minor project. This involves a whole thirty six thousand acres island… with a company we've never in contact with."
"International company. Key word international. Likewise, we still have a year before meeting up with them for initial proposal. They asked for us. Why not give a try and research them a little. T'che?"
"Tsunade, has your brain finally filled with alcohol."
"Child, it's called life. Google it."
o-o-o-o-o
After lunch, the time when everyone had the meals and now powered with energy. Like usual, files needed to be typed, phone calls to be made, sales to be advertised, it was one hectic office.
"Yes….Yessir I mean Ma'am … I understand … I'll schedule a meeting soon. Yes … Yes … Thank you. Have a nice day." A long sigh could be heard from afar.
"Yoh. Taki what's with the long face?" The co-worker, the lucky guy from before that had encounter a near death situation with Taki, was walking by to drop off a few folders.
"Nothing, it's just personal business. I was helping a distance cousin of mine." Putting his phone away, Taki began looking through the new stack of folder on his desk along with the old ones. Being the Demanding King's secretary was not an easy job… good pay… but still not easy.
Whistle. "Cousin eh? Girl or boy … Mind introduce me if your cuz is a pretty lady."
"No." Blunt, he wasn't going to introduce him to anyone.
"Oh c'mon …"
"I said no, go and entertain your flock of birds."
"I need to hunt for new ones" His perverted instinct kicked again. "Hm…" Looking around, he commented, "Haven't seen the King today. Out for lunch?"
"He's been in office all morning. Then out for meetings, then returned." Finally, Taki was done with stamping. "What are you doing here standing around … It's dangerous ground."
"Hey, I got you your stacks."
"That's still not enough to keep you from being unemployed." Taki looked up amused.
"The King's henchman. Cheh."
"More like a slave about to be dragged for chopping." Taki got some comfort pat on the shoulder by his friend.
Door suddenly opened. "I need the info on the new Horizon Project." Sasuke with his sleeves half rolled up commanded.
"Uchiha-san" The man bowed. 'Please don't hear anything I said.'He repeated chanted in his head.
"Hn."
"Yes. I will get them to you." Taki quickly scribbled on his pad of note papers
"Has Tsunade returned?" Ignoring the extra bodies.
"Yes."
"Get me coffee … Have it in my room when I'm back." He trailed off to the said person's room.
"...!" Sweat drops. Taki turned to see his friend, still had his body bowed over. "Tsukino, you can straighten up now."
o-o-o-o-o
"Naruto"
"Hmp…"
"Get out"
"No"
"…" Sasuke was getting irritated.
"I have to talk to Sasuke."
"I'm his adviser too."
"You're just a junior." Tsunade stated knowingly.
Mocking the blond woman, "T'st … Being a senior adviser doesn't give you senior citizen's rights, even though you do have the right to it."
"Hn…"
"Child, you're pissing me off."
"And you're still not affected by it." And their bickering continued.
Slam! Sasuke had had it. Been sitting in Tsunade's room for the past ten minutes, that was all he got from the tiny meeting.
"Are both of you done? I have better thing to do than sitting here watching a theatrical play." Irritation filled the air.
"Sasuke do you want to make our division brings in trillions?" Tsunade butted in front of Uchiha.
"That's not even possible" Naruto pushed her aside.
"Shut it … In long term it will"
"Yea, putting us in debt… that's the number it will be."
"…"
And their argument resumed, Sasuke really wished he could change his whole entire staff.
o-o-o-o-o
'H.S.L Corps. What are their motives?'Sasuke was reading a brief profile on the mysterious company trying to create a business relation with them. 'They have mostly been anonymous sponsor of projects around the world. Why are they starting this project in their name, now of all the time? Hn.'
A couple knocks on the door broke Sasuke from his daze.
"Hey."
"Hn."
"What are you thinking?" Naruto walked in with his own stacked of folders.
"Hn."
"Man. You really need to stop. Knowing you for years, I still can't make out what kind of word is that." His finger gripped the hard cover. He was tempted to knock Sasuke with those.
"Hn."
"Argh. Screw you. Here. This is what we'll be handling tonight." The folders made loud slam on his desk. Sasuke apathetically took the folders, opened to find a contract paper. "They're sending that man again. You know where we're going…" Naruto mischievous fox face showed all of his inner pervertness.
"…" Sasuke could care less.
"Host club. Sch'yeah…" Thumbs up, Naruto knew how to party.
Slam. The door was wide open to reveal, "Did I hear host club?!"
Twitch. "Leave. Kakashi." Sasuke grunted behind his bang.
"Hey, I'm the person who overlooks all business here, and gives advices. I must go along and provide valuable recommendations." The silver hair man beamed a grint.
"You just want to tag along since it's in the company budget." Naruto leered at the sight of the man.
"You insensitive child." He slapped the whisker face man on the head. "I'm a rich bachelor. Do you think I care?"
o-o-o-o-o
"Na-kun!" Ino was waving her hands hysterically in the air again at the man who was slowly making his way toward her direction. Just like old times.
"Stop making a scene out of yourself." He tapped her lightly on the forehead.
"Cheh." Stuck out her tongue playfully, she wrapped her arms around his.
Chuckle.
"Where should we go for dinner today?" She looked around the main street district.
"Uh…." Long pause. "I want a home cooked meal." He looked down at the girl.
"Heh?" Ino stopped in her track beside him. "You're joking, right? You know what kind of a cook I am, right?"
"Hm." Remembering the time of their first anniversary, disaster was the only perfect word to sum it up.
"What inspired you?" Ino questioned her lover.
'Uchiha, you lucky piece of...'"Nothing, just a thought." He quickly brushed it aside.
"Ah, did you ask Sasuke?" She lighted up at the recollection.
"What?" 'Shit.'
"You didn't … did you … Shika!" She whined.
"But I do remember what it was."
"But you didn't tell him."
"Woman, I'm a busy man."
Pouting, she crossed her arms. "All you do is stalked people."
"Hey. That's a professional job. It's call detective investigation."
The two continued their love-dispute as they walked to their usual dining place. This couple, what to say. They truly were meant to be.
o-o-o-o-o
o-o-o-o-o
"Whoottt... Yeaaahhhh!"
Hard music filled the room. Naruto was dancing on the table with his jacket wrapped around his head. The hostesses surrounded Kakashi. A man in his fifty was joining their fun.
As for Sasuke, he was sitting aside with a grumpy face. At least they got the contract signed.
"Hey. Handsome. C'mon joins us." A pretty-brown hair, skimpily dressed hostess came over to pull the exasperated man.
"Hn." He threw the woman's hand aside.
"Forget about him, Beautiful. That kid got introverted problems." Kakashi waved his hand for the lady to return by his side. "Karaoke!"
The fifty-years old man was chugging down bottles of sake. "Man ... hic … I love you guys. Japan is awesome!"
'What in the world I am doing here?'Like usual, Sasuke wanted to rethink about the people he had business relation with. Sadly, he just couldn't predict who were being send.
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"Hm. Sasuke-kun. What are you doing right now?" An Angel was watching the beautiful night scene on the corridor floor.
J-kiwi: [Hides away] Better run before people capture me...lol. Thank you everyone for all of your caring PMs...I love it.