Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Art of The Business ❯ Who are You? Friend, foe, or Lover?! ( Chapter 7 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

As uncooperative as Naruto was normally prone to being, he had agreed rather easily to Sasuke's terms. Perhaps one could say he had alternative motives to being obedient at least once to such an arrogant tutor. But in such an atmosphere, Sasuke would have to admit obedience would be the least of his worries. He truly hated being in unsanitary areas, especially when he knew he did not have to be. Naruto had the opportunity to clean up any time, but he chose not to which irritated the Uchiha more. Regardless of this problem, Sasuke settled himself comfortably at the kitchen table, pulling out his belongings. "Let's get started Naruto, we have a lot to cover before you are ready for the real world." He insisted sternly.

Naruto, not understanding much of Sasuke's urgency, rolled his eyes and stepped back. "I will, I will; just give me a chance to change at least." Naruto protested. He didn't feel a little awkward being in the same clothes he had worn the night before, especially if he was going to be in Sasuke's presence. He hid it well, but he truly did care about not looking like a total idiot in front of Sasuke. "It won't take me long." Naruto advised, humbly walking back to the bathroom.

Spite himself, Sasuke didn't remark on the request. He sighed however and rose up from his seat. If the dobe was going to get himself cleaned up some, then he might as well help the place look equally as decent even without Naruto's consent if that was the case. Believe it or not but it was Uchiha nature to be unusually clean and proper, so much that it could plagued them for long hours if conditions were not to their liking. So when he heard the water start up in the bathroom he got straight to assembling the items in the living room.

Books and magazines were aligned in size order along the wooden coffee table and pillows were fluffed and straightened. Surprisingly enough, Sasuke had even dusted off a few things that would be a lot more noticeable up close. And all the while he was cleaning he never once recalled Naruto stepping out of the bathroom after rooming the shower, to grab himself a clean pair of clothes. Sasuke figured the blond for a fool not to think he would not need anything to cover himself as soon as he finished. That might have been true considering he hadn't even taken a towel out from the closet to set in the bathroom. Such an absentminded personally couldn't be left with such responsibilities as housework, Sasuke thought.

Before too long Sasuke had retraced his steps back into the kitchen to put away forget groceries since two nights ago. He was relieved to see only packets goods were still within bags; so someone must have put up the rest that needed to be put away quickly. Where would Naruto be with Iruka? Sasuke wasn't too pleased with all the cups of ramen he food within the bags. It was obvious the blond wasn't getting a very balanced variety of food in all his meals. He was going make sure that changed along with a lot of other things while he was mentoring Naruto. No pupil of his was going to be a junkie for unhealthy crap like this. And while it looked as though Naruto hadn't a ounce of fat to spare, Sasuke was sure appearances were deceiving in this case as it was with most.

"Hey dobe! Do you think you are forgetting something?!" Sasuke called out loudly after having food a new bottle of shampoo within the groceries. That total space case was going to drive him off the walls before the end of these two weeks he just knew it. He put away the rest o the things, leaving the room in a pretty fair condition. It certainly didn't look like Naruto Uzumaki lived there anymore. However those were the only spaces Sasuke was sure he had free range to. Unguarded territory he had yet to venture into would be the mysterious confines of Naruto's bedroom, which Sasuke feared would only be in a worse shape than the rest of the apartment.

Grabbing the bottle of shampoo he headed down the small hallway and politely knocked at the bathroom door, sure Naruto hadn't heard him the first time. "Naruto!" He called again. He didn't hear any sign that the blond had heard him. The water was still running as heavily as before and the door had yet to open. Groaning in frustration, Sasuke turned the knob and let himself in. With someone like Naruto, he knew the boy was just naive enough to leave the room unlocked. Though it was pretty understandable since he had lived here under his own rules so long. He bet Naruto didn't have a care in the world within his own home.

Sasuke drew his breath in a little raggedy as he stepped into the mist-filled, tiled room. Apparently the teen liked really hot baths, Sasuke had unconscious made a mental note of. His annoyed glare had softened a bit as he spotted the blonde's slender form behind the shower curtain. He could only faintly make out each curve of the boy's body by his silhouette, much to his disappointment. Pools of jet-black ran quizzically over the proportional lines along Naruto's arms and legs as they moved simultaneously in tune. Sasuke could only imagine the scene of water and soft suds riding down every sweetly defined curve and indention of the blonde's body. The only excuse Sasuke could come up with for his gentle panting was the hot steam gathering in the small space of the bathroom.

It only took mere moments for Sasuke to realize he would more like a peeping tom if he did not state his reason for coming in. Clearing his throat loudily, he turned around anxiously. He nearly bit his tongue when he heard Naruto's startled intake of breath. "Oi, dobe can't you remember to do anything. I figured you would need the shampoo, not to mention a towel." Sasuke was tempted to bark as he glowered at fuzzy reflection in the mirror just above the sink. Despite himself he could not keep his eyes from looking on at the blurred form of the blonde within the mirror as he coyly drew back the shower curtain.

"Stop complaining teme." Naruto huffed. "Hand it over if it is such a hassle that is." Naruto added smugly, outreaching his hand to take the bottle. Sasuke hadn't given it much thought until after his mouth already began to move.

"Why don't you get it yourself idiot? I've done enough of your work" he countered rudely.

Naruto's invisible feathers were immediately ruffled and hissed. "Fine, be that way teme!" He growled. He threw back the curtains viciously, nearly making Sasuke turn to see, but he held himself back. Sasuke felt his face heat up even more without the steam when he heard Naruto's wet feet padding across tiled bathroom floor and over to him. Subtly he let his eyes glance up into the foggy mirror as he saw the tan figure approach him from behind. Apparently he had been paying enough attention to notice even the faintest shade of golden yellow below the other's stomach before he was close. In a second, Sasuke had held his breath as he suddenly felt Naruto's wet flesh pressed against the length of him from behind. Even if he only lingered there long enough to jerk the shampoo bottle violently from Sasuke's grip, the water had partially dampened Sasuke's clothes. That only added to the reminder of how close Naruto had actually been to him.

"I guess it would be too much to ask you to fetch me some clothes." Naruto pouted before Sasuke heard him step back into the shower and close the curtain again.

Sasuke rushed out of the room as quickly as he could. Dammit, he hissed within the safe confines of his lustful mind. He would have Naruto beneath him and writhing in pleasure if not for Orochimaru's stupid band on inner-work relations. Even if he were to be successful in seducing such an easy pong, he knew Orochimaru had his weird and mysterious ways of always knowing what he was up to and would surely have him laid off without pay. So for now he would merely have to stay out of temptation's reach, that was simple enough right?

Somehow Sasuke had unknowingly wandered into Naruto's room. He finally snapped out of his perverse thought he recalled Naruto's simple, yet snotty request for clothes. Now in the right mind he took into account the status of the room and oh kami-sama, he had his work cut out for him. Clothes were hanging everywhere! Some were tossed about on the bed and even halfway outside of drawers or off of hangers. To identify which ones were clean and not he would have better look with just grabbing everything and throwing everything into the wash again.

With a dreary sigh, Sasuke pushed back his reluctance and decided to scramble stuff up from the drawers at least there he could be more sure. It wasn't like Naruto would stuff dirty clothes back in, right? Much to Sasuke's amusement, Naruto sure owned a lot of orange clothing, so he had very few choices in which to bring the blond. He settled for a plain orange shirt and loose, faded jeans. That was simple enough, but he became hesitant when he realized he would also be required to get the teen his underwear. It was certainly unbecoming, Sasuke had noticed, that he actually cared about going through the other's things when he was accustomed to showing no respect for anyone else before. Hell, he was a model he got to see naked women and males all the time between shoots and runways. But thinking of that only sparked an excitement in him for when Naruto would be among those people he would get to see. That is if he made it into the business.

His attention dwindled back to the more important issue when he heard the spray of water shut off within the bathroom which signal Naruto was finished showering. In a haste to catch the boy before he stepped out, Sasuke grabbed a vividly colored green pair of boxers before retreating back tot he bathroom. Perhaps he had been a bit to rash, it made him look almost anxious for the sight as he stepped inside. Naruto's beautiful blue eyes directed toward the door as Sasuke appeared. Sasuke took immediate notice to the innocent bewilderment that glimmered in those aquaria orbs when he presented the half-naked blond with a set of clean clothes. In all honesty, Naruto didn't believe Sasuke was actually going to do that for him when he asked.

Naruto paused for a brief moment as he secured the peach towel around his waist before taking up the clothing. "Um, thanks Sasuke..." Naruto chirped softly and almost timidly. He watched in confusion as Sasuke merely nodded like a gentleman and took his leave almost as suddenly as he had come. Naruto, always suspicious when it was not need, suspected Sasuke had been a butler or some sort of domestic worker in a previous life.

By Naruto had finished dressing and came out of the bathroom he food his room more tidy than he had ever seen. He marveled at the sudden largeness of the space he had never recognized before. "Sasuke did all this?" He questioned in a disbelieving tone. Why would that prick want to do something so nice like this? Or perhaps he only did it to rub it in his face. Naruto grumbled silently at that thought before marching back to the kitchen. "Hey teme! What the hell do you think you are doing?!" He yelled out boisterously. "I didn't ask for you to clean up around here! Don't think this means I owe you anything! And if I find anything missing, don't think I won't kick your ass." He threatened.

The confident Uchiha couldn't help but laugh at Naruto's claim to action. "Man dobe, you truly are dumb. If I wanted to rob you of any of those petty belongings you do have, then I would have done it already and more subtly if I might add. Besides you are my pupil now and I refuse to let you live such an inferior life style. I've been meaning to tell you. You are going on a diet Naruto. No more of that crap in a cup. If you want noodles, then you will need to eat it with a balanced meal, one that is actually prepared and not just heated up." Sasuke insisted, stepping away from the stove he had stationed himself at. "I figured you wouldn't want to start today, so I thought I would start you out on something similar. I hope you don't mind spaghetti for lunch today."

With that said, Sasuke drew out a few vegetables from the fridge and lightly dowsed them in water before beginning to chop them up into tiny pieces while water boiled in a pot with noodles. Naruto sneered disgustedly and stopped over. "I don't eat that stuff teme! Vegetables are nasty." Naruto proclaimed, his eyes narrowing as Sasuke ignored him and slipped a few onions into another pot with the sauce. Who did he think he was trying govern his life like this, Naruto thought bitterly.

"Make all the faces you want dobe, but you will eat what I provide for you or you won't eat at all. And I can guarantee that Orochimaru will not hire you if he knew you suddenly turned anorexic." The raven haired teen smiled proudly as he continued. He was pleased with his own efforts when Naruto gave up without much fighting and sat down furiously at the kitchen table. "So how about we begin. Naruto do you have any idea of how broad a model you are going to be if you take this job?" Sasuke asked with light concern. He was all too sure Naruto hadn't given this career that much thought.

Naruto looked at him with blank eyes as if asking what he had meant. "That doesn’t sound easy, my shoulders aren't that wide." Naruto commented dumbfounded.

Sasuke sighed softly. "That's not what I meant dobe. I mean like the range of work you will be required to do. If you are any good all type of people will be hiring you for calendars, catalogs, commercials, conventions, tradeshows, corporate mascots, editorials, fashion shows, and even guest starring on TV and music videos." He went into explaining. He stopped for a moment when he could easily see the overwhelming look in the other's eyes. His mind was swimming with all this he had yet to grasp.

"You're pulling my leg, right? I can't do all that." Naruto gasped. A look of despair appeared when he saw Sasuke shake his head. "But that means a lot of people will be counting on me to represent them, right?! What if I screw up, then no one will want to hire me!" Naruto bellowed in worry.

"Calm down Naruto. That's why I'm here. When I'm through with you, the only worries you will have will be choosing which businesses to be a spokes model for." Sasuke assured him proudly. Of course he suddenly reprimanded himself for those encouraging words when he had wanted just the other day to crush the boy into the dirt to prove his own worth. They were competitors for the top after all.

Satisfied with that statement Naruto coyly nodded and settled down. "I guess you are right..." Naruto reached over across the table, grabbing an interesting looking magazine and started to flip through them. He studied the models' appearance closely, seeming to be in a deep haze within his mind. Before he realized it there was suddenly a bowel of spaghetti set in front of him. His eyes shoot up quickly, staring at Sasuke intensely before he sat down with his own bowl of food on the opposite side of the table. Slowly his gaze turned back to the redden noodles set before him. He grabbed a fork and childishly picked at the meal for there were far more vegetables than he could count within the sauce. "I thought I told you I didn't want all these vegetables teme." Naruto pouted. "Take it back and get me some real food." He insisted, pushing the bowel forward arrogantly.

Sasuke held a nonchalant expression and pulled the other's bowl closer. "And I told you if you don't eat my food you eat nothing." With that he overturned the bowl so that it poured into his own and he set the now emptied dish in front of Naruto again before continuing to eat his own meal. Naruto was instantly infuriated with this response.

"Hey teme! Get me something to eat! You are in my house I think you can humble yourself to do something right by me!" Naruto growled, shoving the bowl back towards Sasuke with the intent to have it filled. "For Kami's sake you didn't even put meat in the sauce so how do you expect me to eat this crap?" Naruto huffed, crossing his arms. Sasuke, having dealt with annoying children ironically enough, ignored Naruto's selfish replies and kept eating.


Before long the blond was fed up with not being acknowledged or fed. "Fine be that way jerk!" Naruto jumped from his seat and reached over for Sasuke's bowl, trying to take back what was once his. Sasuke drew back instantly, slapping the greedy tan hand that approached him. "Give it back now Sasuke!" Naruto demanded reaching once more only to have the same slap on the wrist as before. He was growing short tempered with Sasuke's antics and would not stand for it any longer. He moved from his seat swiftly and came over to the other side of the table where Sasuke held his meal hostage. He was starved since he hadn't eaten breakfast yet anyway. "Hand it over now!" He groaned in a menacing tone.

Sasuke stood up as well, trying to move from the blond. This time Naruto followed after him quickly, lunging forward and grabbing a handful of spaghetti just as Sasuke tried to get it out of reach of him. "What the-?! Naruto stop that!" He hollered as the blond ignorantly shoved the few noodles he had managed to steal into his mouth. No longer tolerant of Naruto's childish behavior, Sasuke pushed the blond back viciously. "That's disgusting you little pig!"

That had merely been the spark to ignite the flame of rebellion between too as Naruto tried to repeat the action. Sasuke, now prepared, moved hurriedly out of the way of Naruto's hand. For the next few moments it looked as though the two were going through a sacrificial dance to the gods. Wherever Sasuke treaded, Naruto was sure to follow in a less graceful ritual of steps. He nearly tripped over a chair trying to tackle the raven haired teen. The next time he hadn't missed.

Naruto charged straight for Sasuke, his hands reached high to steal more of the forbidden food. But with all the extra weight and attempt to balance a heavy bowl of spaghetti above his head, Sasuke had quickly lost his footing. A wave of yelling could be heard several doors down in the apartment complex the next moment. More frightening was the sudden loud crashing and thumps emitting from the same room.

"Look what you've done now idiot!" Sasuke shouted, viciously pulling at the now soiled blond locks of his opponent as he struggled to keep on top. But Naruto was one slippery eel, always managing to wrestle Sasuke so that he ended up bottom again. By now both were covered in a mess of noodles and staining red sauce. Sasuke had snapped when most of the sauce ended up in his precious hair. Some time after that Naruto could recall having the meal shoved down his pants, which sent him into a blind fury as well. And before they both knew it, they were rolling about on the floor trying to kill each other while the broken shards of the dish remained ignored on the cool kitchen floor.

"Shut up teme! You should have just given me what I wanted!" Naruto roared, clumsy clawing away at Sasuke's face since the other had started to treat his head like a weed that needed to be removed. The two had been so involved they didn't take any notice to the sound of the front door being opened, the footsteps heading for the kitchen, or the loud gasp of whatever unexpected onlookers had come.

"Naruto!" the two had vaguely heard before they felt hands grab them. Naruto screamed angrily as strong arms came around his waist and hoisted him off of Sasuke. "Calm down now!"

"Let me go!" Naruto argued, his arms and legs flailing like a wild tornado. He already knew that the only person who would ever interrupt any of his quarrels would be Iruka. He gave a beastly growl when he saw Kakashi roughly pull Sasuke up onto his feet. "Don't help that bastard!" Naruto demanded.

Sasuke lunged forward as if to punch the blond, but Kakashi held him back tightly. "Will you two give it a rest. Good grief, I haven't seen you this riled up since your classmates soaked your underwear in meat juice during gym." Kakashi softly chuckled. Naruto sneered and settled down only a bit, growling much like a pissed off cat. He didn't like that memory so much since the kids knew he had to walk by a dog pound on the way home and would be chased by those savage beast.

"So who wants to explain themselves?" Iruka asked in a parenting tone.

Immediately the two boys pointed to each and screamed "he started it!" in unison.

Iruka and Kakashi both sighed. How wrong they would be to even think this would be the end. Nope, this was only the beginning.

To Be Continued...

A/N: Lol, I really hope you guys liked this chapter. I had fun writing it. Thanks to all of you who reviewed! They give me such spirit, I look forward to comments words from you all!