Uchiha Sasuke was the youngest son and second in charge of U.C Inc.(1). His brother, Uchiha Itachi was head of the company, and had been since he was thirteen. There was a whole reason behind that, and it involved their pathetic father, someone whom Sasuke refused to spare any little thought to. Their mother had long since died back when Sasuke had been in the 8th grade, prostrate cancer of some sort. Again, this was another issue Sasuke didn't dwell on, for reasons entirely different. As it stood, Sasuke was a rich 19 year old, already working in the family company, gifted with charming looks and a beautiful physique. But he had a nasty little hobby that he kept secret even from his brother, though the prostitutes at the Red Light District knew about his nightly affairs. See, as it was, though being a self-righteous bastard and an ass to boot; Sasuke was still a young man and pumped full of hormones. Not one for relationships, Sasuke decided to deal with his urges in other ways, and masturbation was out of the question. So the whores were his nightly bed mates, they knew he wasn't looking for love and did their business professionally, not caring much more about the raven other than the sex and his money. Pleasure couldn't come cheaper.

But just having sex wasn't enough for Sasuke. It lacked energy and thrill for him, and was nothing more than a routine now. At this point, the male's hobby took an even more disturbing turn, which was cause for even more secrecy. A couple years ago, Sasuke had the chance to run into a women that was quite beautiful in his terms. She had luscious curves, and ample breasts and despite his lack of attraction beyond her hips, Sasuke had attempted to sway the girl into a one-night stand. The female didn't take the bait, and had actually insulted him with bold words, before taking off. Annoyed that anyone dare treat him that way, the raven followed the women the rest of the day, attacking her as she turned down a dark lane once night had fallen. He had covered the women's eyes and mouth, trapping her arms and legs. Once caught, he released his sexual tension and anger as he raped the women, enjoying the way she cried and attempted to scream for help. Before finishing, Sasuke had knocked the women unconscious and with the female's own blood drew a small bird on her navel. It was his father's own signature. Then he left her where she lay, his eyes glancing at the few prostitutes that stood in the alleyways watching him. He easily recognized them; he was a regular customer to them.

He was not afraid, his heart could feel no shame for the deed he had committed. Appeased for the night, Sasuke returned home. Since then he had been following down his father's tracks, though Sasuke did not see it this way. He had disowned his father when the man had been arrested the day before his seven birthday, for the murder and rape of several women. In the back of his mind, he could still remember how distraught his mother was and how disgusted his brother looked. He was too young to really comprehend, he only knew that his father was a bad man. The trial didn't last long, and at the end Fugaku was put behind bars for life, and then that's when things began changing. The Uchiha name went through the papers for quite sometime, until it was recycled so many times that no one cared any more for the man once known as Fugaku. They only cared for the boy prodigy Itachi, who had taken over his father's company and which was doing much better in the young teen's hands. Sasuke still recalled how his father's favorite animal- a small raven- had been placed on each of his victims. This in time became Sasuke's own signature, an easy way to lead the police trail to his father who had been escaped from jail a few years ago if ever a case was opened up for his rape victims.

This night it was to be Sakura that he was visiting. The bubble-gum haired women stood at her corner, a short cigarette dangling from her ruby lips. Blush pink eyeshadow highlighted her green eyes, pink corset plumbing up her already slightly large bosom. Green checkered mini-skirt rode up fish-netted thighs, red heels propping the women up against the rough brick wall. She smiled a small, seductive grin upon noticing Sasuke, stepping away from her post and stepping up to the stoic male. "Hey, Sasuke-kun. How's life been treating you?" Coal eyes just glanced the whore over, before returning to the streets. "Well. Let's go, I have some plans for tomorrow," he said, stepping away from the women. Sakura smiled, took a final drag from her joint, and followed after the raven; slipping her arm around his. The two made their way to a run-down little motel, used as the prostitutes bed chambers and homes. The pink female opened her room door, letting her customer enter first before stepping in with a click of the door. Sasuke wasted no time, removing the women's layers of clothing and tossing her onto the creaky mattress. Sakura giggled at his roughness, moaning in delight as the raven thrust into her. Tonight was going to be a pleasurable night.

Hours later, Sasuke laid next to his hired service, listening as the pink-haired female ranted on about strange people this week. It was an addition to the sex: ever since they had seen the rape, the prostitutes had taken to feeding Sasuke information about regular nuisances. The nuisances were usually people who came by and insulted the working women, the insulters being women themselves on most occasions. The prostitutes had dignity and didn't take kindly to the rude words of passersby. So whoever had Sasuke that night, would share the word with the raven who was on the available Hit List, and Sasuke's needs would be fulfilled. He would hunt the recent pest of the week, and the whores would cover for him. That was the deal. "He's been coming by more and more. At first he wouldn't say a word, but now he's taken to bad-mouthing Ino. The blonde's quite vicious...nasty little runt needs to learn some fucking respect..." Sasuke glanced at the women, noticing the smoldering look in her emerald eyes as rumbling hatred. Whoever this blonde was, they would most certainly be a catch. No stranger had ever pissed Sakura this much...The bed shifted as the prostitute leaned over to grab her purse, pulling a photo out of the red Gucci bag and holding it out for him. The man grabbed it and took his first glance at his prey. The snapshot held a teenager around his own age, a blonde with tan skin, whiskered-cheeks, lips to make any man hungry for and the most sparkling pair of cerulean orbs seen by human kind. Sasuke smirked as he got up, slipping his clothes on. Despite the fact that his new hunt was for a male, the raven didn't mind so much. He could already tell that his newest victim would be the most delicious.

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The sun finally disappeared beneath the horizon, leaving the world in its sparkling darkness. The city sparkled in brilliance, the sound of life still bustling even after the sun had gone down. For a certain blonde it was quiet where he was walking, the occasional car and dog bark being his only company on his trek home. He was alone as he usually was, keeping pace on the empty sidewalk while street lamps flickered above his head. Uzumaki Naruto gripped the shoulder strap of his messenger bag tightly, his gold spikes swishing as he looked both ways before dashing across the street. Up ahead on the other sidewalk stood a few stray prostitutes, leather and fishnet stocking standing out against the faint yellow light. Frowning, the blonde turned the corner, walking parallel of the women. His distaste molded into anger when up ahead he spotted the blonde ponytail of that female, her back turned to him as she spoke into the side window of a stalling car. Moving faster, Naruto hurried past her, pausing when he felt eyes on him. Looking back, his eyes connected with Ino's for a second, before he broke contact. The smile on that pretty face was...sinister. Skin crawling with paranoia, the teen turned into a nearby alley, against his better judgement. Despite his recent feelings, Naruto actually didn't mind the prostitutes that worked the block. He knew money was hard to get and some people had only certain options open to them. His mother had been a prostitute...

But still, there should have been certain boundaries. Hinata, his friend, and Kiba, his best friend, had been such a happy couple. Main word being had. The two had been dating since tenth grade and Kiba had even proposed two months ago to the pale-eyed raven. They had both agreed that they would marry after they finished University. Naruto smiled at the memory: Hinata had never been happier. But then Kiba had been stupid and made the worst mistake possible. The dog-lover had decided to drop by for a visit at Naruto's place, but the brunette had never made it. He had run into Ino, and had let himself be seduced into a one-night stand, that wasn't supposed to mean shit. But Hinata found out. The girl cried and cried, her sweet nature not letting her yell in fury as Naruto had done. Kiba though, had been stubborn and had demanded what else should he have done. "Hinata's such a goddamn shy virgin, and I haven't had any sexual satisfaction in years!" Naruto knocked Kiba out for that comment. What the dog-lover had said was uncalled for. Both males knew Hinata wanted to save herself until the wedding night; it meant a lot to her. For awhile now the blonde's friendship had been in a standstill with the brunette, and Hinata was still distraught. She used to come down frequently after the fight but stopped. Naruto discovered why, shortly after. The prostitutes, Ino especially, had taken to harassing the poor girl; tormenting her with constant reminders and details or Kiba's major foul-up. 'That,' Naruto thought. 'Was declaration of war.' The blonde male had retaliated in similar fashion, giving the whores the same treatment they had given Hinata -with a little twist of course.

'They got what they deserved,' Naruto thought, skirting around a fallen trash can. But still, his gut felt like it was in knots. Before they had just been working women, now he could only see the prostitutes as sadistic harpies. Sighing softly, Naruto came to a stop. At the other side of the alley he could see his apartment, right across the street. There was just one minor problem. There was a large fence, reaching a few feet above his head, situated right in his path. "Great," the blonde mumbled. He tightened the strap of his back, so it was pressed against his skin, wiping his hands down before he attempted to climb. A can hit the pavement behind him, and panicking, the blonde turned around. His blue orbs took in the dark alley, searching, but there was nothing that he could see. Heart beating rapidly, Naruto turned around and looped his fingers into the fence. 'Should have listened in school when they said don't go down a dark alley at night by yourself.' Moving quickly, the small teen began his ascent up, gripping tightly at the chain metal. Another sound but Naruto didn't look back this time. The shadowy night suddenly disappeared as a black bag was pulled over his head, and a strong arm ripped him down from the fence.

He hit the ground hard and before he could yell out, a piece of rope or something was wrapped around his mouth, silencing him and tying the bag in place. Terrified, he swung his arms around, hoping to hit something. His fist made contact and a grunt of pain was his answer before his arms were wrenched together and tied at the wrists with another piece of clothe. Whimpering in pain, Naruto squirmed about trying to get out from under the figure sitting down on him, to get his legs free enough to kick out. The figure chuckled lightly, before moving off and twisting him around, shoving his face into the concrete. Wind hit his backside as his pants were yanked down, his bare ass shown to the world. Things seemed to stop for a minute as Naruto lay there, waiting for what he knew was going to come, a lone finger tracing down his spine and down the curve of his ass cheek. The sound of a zipper reached his ears and the blonde was again seized by fright. He struggled to worm away, but his attacker had a firm grip on his waist and wasn't releasing him. Naruto screamed into his mouth-rag as something was shoved up inside him, tearing him up with an internal fire. Warmth spread inside of him, flowing like water out of him, causing the scorched skin to sting with an agony he never knew. He choked on his sobs as the figure pulled out his dick- yes, Naruto knew that's what the object was- before pushing in again. Naruto tried to twist and bend away from the fire that was burning him but he was held down and repeatedly slammed into. His tears ran into his covered mouth, mixing with the bile that had risen in his throat, making him gag even more. 'N-no...stop, agh!!...p-please...' Naruto groaned and cried out at the sharpness the pain left, praying and pleading in his mind for the pain to end. With a satisfied grunt, his attacker came to his peak, orgasming in the blonde's ass. Slowly the man pulled out of Naruto, hissing in pleasure at the feeling. Naruto, unable to breathe properly through the gag and bag over his head, fainted as a lightning strike of pain raced up his spine, igniting in his head in flashes of terrorizing red.

The figure straightened up, huffing lightly as he regained his breath, raven hair plastered to his forehead. Sasuke gazed at the unconscious blonde, noticing the steady rise and fall of the blonde's back, evident signs that he was still breathing. Noone had died after Sasuke was finished with them, and he was sure that noone would. Pulling off the tainted pink condom, the raven threw it into an open trash can, languidly pulling up his pants, zipping them up and stretching his cramped limbs. The blonde had been much more fun than he had anticipated. The smaller male had continued to fight and struggle even once Sasuke had penetrated him. Sasuke touched his sore cheek lovingly, remembering how the other had managed to hit him even in his blindness. Bending over, Sasuke dipped a finger into the blood that continued to spill from the blonde's swollen hole, drawing the bloody bird unto the boy's back. Silently the raven slipped up his victim's pants, hiding once again that tight little ass that had sent him into euphoria. Sasuke had a jealous paranoia, that drove him into mad rage when he thought of anyone touching his delectable prey. Pulling the bag and mouth-rag off Naruto's head, obsidian eyes lingered a little longer on the crumpled form of the teen, drinking in the beautiful sight. 3-inch heels clicked behind him, a warm body molding against his arm. "Hmm...oh Sasuke-kun, you did such a good job," Ino murmured into his ear, rubbing against his backside. The raven ignored her, and instead turned around, and exited from the alley.

"Wake him in a minute," Sasuke ordered the blonde whore. Scoffing, the women trailed after him. "Alright, Sasuke-kun." Slipping into his black Porsche, Sasuke spared the dark alley a fleeting glance before pulling away, leaving Ino standing on the curb. It was time he returned home.

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Everything ached all over, his skin felt stretched and grainy, scorched and frozen at the same time. His head pounded so much he could feel the bone shell, and he could see the sparking of brain waves dancing behind the nerves of his eyes. Slowly he was regaining conscious and he didn't want to. The pain was still fresh and the tears within him made him want to cease all movement. Still, his blue orbs showed themselves through heavy lids and he studied the rough alley way floor before him, the dirt and piss smelling strongly. For a second he wondered what happened and where he was, then the memory came rushing back and he choked down the cry that wanted to escape him. He couldn't keep down the vomit though. He managed to sit up before he chucked, but his vomit only fell in front of him, spotting his dirty jeans and shirt. Naruto gazed at his clothes confused, wondering the hell why he still had them on properly. Hadn't they been tugged and pulled nearly off? 'Fucker...must be possessive.' Naruto blinked rain out of his eyes, which he hadn't noticed, and struggled to get to his feet. His whole being groaned in agony. He managed to stand up before collapsing, his knees sore and torn beneath the fabric of his jeans, resigning himself to crawling.

He found his messenger bag not far from him, the contents spilled all over the alley, the paper and notebooks soaked through. Sighing, as he couldn't say much else with his hoarse throat, he grabbed the wet bag and gently draped it over his shoulder. Lightning scored across the sky, followed by thunder. Naruto turned to look at his apartment, and that's when he noticed it: a hole cut into the fence nearly hidden by the crates pushed to the side. The blonde nearly cried. He could have avoided this whole situation if only he had seen that gap earlier. Frustrated and tired beyond belief, Naruto crawled to the hole, shoving the crates aside angrily and moving through the gap. His clothes were sticking to him now, and water ran into his eyes, for which he was grateful. The rainwater cooled the tremendous heat that was itching through him and hid the tears that escaped. So far, the past months and this night included had been nothing but hell. It took some time but he managed to get across the street and into his apartment without any trouble. Shutting the door behind him, he was met with darkness and his chest tightened in fear. Despite his pain, he scrambled across the room, lunging at his living room lamp, twitching fingers miraculously turning the knob. Only when light flooded the room did the blonde's heart began to slow, and then his stomach clenched. Naruto ran through his apartment, flipping light switches as he went to drown out the darkness, running into his bathroom and lifting the seat in time to aim for the toilet bowl. He stayed squatting on the floor, puking his guts out until nothing was left and his stomach stopped trying to spit up bile. He flushed the toilet, and leaned against the counter, turning the tap to run the water. He rinsed his mouth and gazed at his reflection in the mirror.

It wasn't a pretty sight. He had a red line stretching from the side of his face to his mouth and stretching back to the other side of his face. His eyes were dull and afraid, his blonde hair dirty, his face pale dotted with bruises and small scratches. Tearing his eyes away, Naruto reached into the medicine cabinet, pulling out a box of Q-tips and tweezers. He knew what had to be done, even if it made him uncomfortable; even if he wanted just to forget what happened and say it was all a bad dream. He stripped, and folded his dirty and bloody clothes, placing them on the counter as he sat himself on his tub's edge. Blood crusted his inner thigh, red and brown. Silently, the blonde took a swap of blood from around his hole with a Q-tip, another swap taken from inside his ass. Both hurt, and shattered his confidence and dignity more. When he was done looking for anything to use as evidence, he took a hot shower, scrubbing hard to get rid of the gritty feeling on his skin. He scrubbed until he was lobster pink but it didn't take the feeling away. After a while, he resigned himself to the feeling of uncleanliness and got out of the shower. Never in his life would he have guessed he would be a rape victim. Picking up his clothes and swaps, Naruto stepped into his bedroom. He quickly dressed, and bagged the clothes he had worn. He couldn't stand to feel uncovered and the bloody clothes were only reminders to him. The blonde got to his feet and paced around his home, not doing anything, just walking. He wanted to tell someone but couldn't. He felt shameful, and angry and upset. Things in his life weren't looking up. "Dammit." Naruto had wandered back into his bedroom and stood at his dresser, gazing at the bloody Q-tips. Curiously, he picked them up and studied them carefully. He nearly dropped them in anger. There was nothing there, not even a silver hue. The blonde crumpled over and burst into angry tears. His fist clenched tightly at the Q-tips, and in his rage he threw the clothes and swaps out. His trash can clang loudly at the additional items. Naruto flung himself into his bed, wrapping the sheets around him tightly. 'Mother fucker...wore a stupid condom I bet.'

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He didn't see why he had to attend this stupid meeting. There were too many people for his taste, too many females that were constantly trying to paw at him. But he had to deal with it. Sasuke growled low in his throat, and shifted in his seat. He was at his brother's office, the large room crowded with all sorts of different people, two long tables set at the other end of the room, covered in plates of hor d'oeuvres and three large punch bowls. Probably spiked by now, though Sasuke highly doubted it seeing as his brother disliked such meander actions. This was supposed to be a proper gathering, all the new heirs of U.C allies were being recognized and introduced to Itachi this evening so as each member could get more acquainted. It was so that the companies under Itachi would run smoother, and overall, U.C Inc. would run smoother as well. Itachi always said it was about the subordinates that kept the company successful. Sasuke had yet to see that opinion be proved true.

He sat in his leather plush chair, slowing losing his sanity in this cramped room, though none of this showed through on his face. Sasuke shifted again, before deciding that sitting wasn't doing much for him, and got to his feet; stretching slightly to get the kinks out of his back and legs. With no destination in mind, Sasuke began to stride across the room, his bored gaze flitting around the place in hopes of finding something that would attract his attention. The raven circled the entire room, finding nothing to entertain himself with, and -quite aggravated now- he started to approach the buffet table. And he stopped short, his breath caught in his throat as he stared ahead. It couldn't be, it just wasn't possible...but it was, he couldn't possibly be hallucinating. He was here.

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Iruka stood beside his charge, watching as the younger male poured himself a glass of punch, before sipping lightly at the drink. The brunette smiled softly, patting the blonde head and nearly frowning when the only reaction he got was a small irritated smile. "Naruto...," the man started, but he didn't get much farther. The blonde had sipped at his drink and hurried away to the appetizers. Iruka shook his head, sighing gently before following after the blonde male. Naruto had been like this for about a month now, and the brown-haired man didn't know why. Noone did. The blonde was normal one day, and the next he had changed. He was more withdrawn, quiet and kinder. He didn't shout or joke around, he didn't even pull any more nasty tricks on people. Some people liked the change in the blonde, but everyone else -those closer to Naruto- hated it. Naruto was who he was...but now...he was an entirely different person. Iruka had known the tanned male for quite some time. The brunette worked as advisor to the CEO of the world's best metalworks manufacturer. When the blue-eyed teenager was thirteen, he had come to the company, demanding that he be hired. The president at first had refused, but the boy's determination finally won out and Naruto was hired. The kid had worked part time, doing janitorial jobs until the boy got older and had requested to be promoted. Jiraiya, the CEO, had much respect for the blonde and gave Naruto the promotion. Skinny as the kid was, Naruto was strong and he was able to lift the heavy loads required of him. And the blonde male was quick too.

The Uzumaki kid learned all the works of the company trade, rising up through the ranks quicker than anyone else ever had. And that's why Iruka and Naruto were here tonight at this gathering. Jiraiya had chosen the blonde as his heir, thinking it would change the blonde back to his original self and because the blonde man was the only one competent enough to do the job. "I'm getting too old for this everyday crap. It's about time to bring in some new blood, and noone's better than the brat." Those had been Jiraiya's words to Iruka, and the brown-headed advisor couldn't agree more on the other man's decision. Naruto took the news well, but...he hadn't jumped for joy or screamed out that he knew Jiraiya- pervy sage as he called him- would choose him as the heir to the company. The blonde teenager had smiled and thanked the president, that was all. Now Iruka was Naruto's advisor and he would be the one teaching the younger male the ropes of the business, but at this time it was important that they introduce themselves to Uchiha Itachi, the man who somewhat owned their own company and to whom the Gamabunta Metalworks(1) were allies with. Iruka stepped up beside Naruto, grabbing a decorated cracker snack and munching on the tiny morsel. "Pardon me," a voice coughed behind them. Iruka choked down his food, spinning around and stuttering embarrassedly. "S-sir...?!"

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Sasuke was having a very hard time trying to breathe. The chances of him ever having to run into the blonde male again were slim to none, yet here he was, his obsidian eyes trailing after the quiet blonde. It...it was unbelievable, and Sasuke felt a small tendril of fear worm its way through his stomach. Why was his prey here? Was the raven suspected of the recent Red Light District rapes? But no, that couldn't be the case because Sasuke was careful. He was extremely cautious, and had left no evidence behind but the experience. His rational mind quickly stomped out that maggot of fear, his emotions slipping back into check. Still...why was the tanned teenager here? Sasuke walked over to the punch bowl, pouring himself a glass, all the while keeping his eyes on his prey and his brown-haired companion. The two's close proximity was filling him with this little itch, that was quickly growing larger and more incessant. He wanted answers, now, about this new situation. "Little brother." The voice made him tear his eyes away from the blonde male, casting his elder brother a bored look. Sasuke said nothing at being called, and Itachi remained silent as well, staring at him with similar black eyes; albeit a tinge more red with heavy bags underneath.

"I see you are enjoying yourself." It wasn't a question, it was a statement, behind which the sentence 'you better be having a fucking well time' lay hidden. Sasuke didn't answer, just took a swig of the punch, nearly gagging at the fruity sweetness of it. Itachi ignored his slightly twisted scowl, and spoke once more. "Come. We have yet to meet the representatives of the Gamabunta Metalworks." Sasuke followed silently after his brother, far enough away so he wasn't walking in the elder Uchiha's shadow. He always had this thing of not walking in Itachi's shadow, ever since he was a child. As if doing so literally would free him from the choking restraint of the metaphor. The raven kept in stride, watching in mild shock and surprise as they approached the blonde and his friend, making sure his facial expressions were all under check while in the presence of his older brother. Itachi always had an eye for detecting the slight change of emotion in his features. The tow siblings came up behind the pair, unnoticed. Itachi cleared his throat, "Pardon me."

It was almost amusing to see the brunette nearly choke on his food, turning around and spazzing out in the elder raven's presence. "S-sir?!," the man squeaked. His blonde friend turned around, and Sasuke gazed shockingly into the blue orbs. Except his shock this time wasn't because of their beauty. Indeed the cerulean gems were still beautiful but this time they were darkened and misty, as if the boy was still living through a dream. The male seemed distracted but he still had the decency to appear confused at the present situation. "Iruka...who is this?" The brunette fumbled a bow at Itachi's question, turning to his companion. "S-sir...th-this is Naruto, J-jiraiya's p-pred-decessor. Naruto, this is I-itachi-sama, your superior." Sasuke mulled over the blonde's name while the other male nodded his head in understanding, and bowed slightly to the oldest Uchiha. "Nice to meet you, sir." The way the blonde spoke made it sound like he was...weary. Sasuke furrowed his brow in confusion. He had studied the blonde before he'd taken him, and the male- Naruto- hadn't had this attitude. Naruto turned to Sasuke, his eyes staring at the raven quizingly. Itachi noticed this and turned somewhat so that he could gaze at both males. "This is my brother, Sasuke. He'll be you main associate in this business, Naruto-kun." The blonde offered him a small smile, holding out his hand to the younger raven. "Nice to meet you, Sasuke-san," the blonde said cheerfully.

The raven took the hand, curling his slender fingers around the warm palm. His heart skipped a beat in panic, wondering if Naruto would recognize his touch, but no such reaction arose from the blue-eyed male. The tanned fingers gripped his own hand in a friendly manner, shaking his limb once, twice before releasing and returning to its former place around the blonde's drink. Sasuke too let his hand fall back to his side, the fingers still recalling the warmth and softness of the other's hand, before a thought struck him, leaving him baffled and torn at why now he was thinking such things. Lost in thought, the younger Uchiha turned away from the trio, leaving them to discuss certain matters; walking quickly across the room and out of the office door. The meeting totally forgotten from his mind.

'What have I done?'

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C.M.D: (1)I wanted 2 do sumthing different for the Uchiha's company name instead of the usual Uchiha Inc. But couldn't come up with much better other than U.C. which is basically the first 2 letters of the uchiha name.

(2)I made the company name Gamabunta because its jiraiya's company...soon 2 be Naruto's n I thought...the only real similarities between the 2 r their summoning partners, the frogs. So yea...my reason behind the company name.

Read n review, please and thank you!!