Full Summary: Sometimes the person you fall in love with is the last person you'd expect. Naruto never thought he'd fall for Sasuke; will having to work together change his mind? NaruSasu KyuuItaKyuu
I know I said that I probably wasn't going to do anymore multi-chapter fictions, but, I got a request for one from cassy-f-e on deviantart, who had an idea and wanted me to write a story for it so she could draw it…as you can see, I agreed…
Because I feel like it, every chapter will have a love quote, some will be related to the chapter, some won't
As always, I own nothing, enjoy and please review
I'm not sure as to how fast I'm going to update, it certainly won't be as fast as I updated Lights Out…I do however have the url to the cover of the story if you want to read both the story and the picture version, I recommend that if you read this then you read that because it was her idea, not mine…
Chapter 1: Persuasion
The past is behind us, love is in front and all around us. ~Terri Guillemets
Blue eyes stared at the picture on the wall. The man was trying to decide whether or not he should showcase the picture in front of him. He stood, his head cocked to the side, trying to take it in from a different person's point of view. 'Could this be offensive?' he wondered as he looked at it. He personally found nothing offensive about it, but he had also been told that his mentor had skewed his taste. He ran a hand through his blonde hair, as he continued to stare at the photograph in front of him.
"Is that a nude photograph?" the voice of his brother asked from behind him. He jumped a little at the question, wondering how the man could sneak up on him so easily. "Naruto, why is there a picture of a naked woman hanging in the living room?" the other man then asked, looking at his brother for the answer.
Naruto scratched the back of his head nervously, "It's art." He looked at his brother, who just rolled his eyes. "What, it is," the blonde then argued. He looked at his brother, who was a contrast to him; not only by his red hair, but also in the clothes he wore. Kyuubi owned a magazine and was dressed professionally – dress pants, a tie, a nice dress shirt, and Naruto was sure that he had a matching blazer somewhere. Naruto on the other hand was a photographer and had a much more relaxed style – most times he had a camera around his neck, some fitted jeans, a casual shirt, and his favorite orange jacket.
"It's porn," was Kyuubi's only response as he stared at the black and white photograph of a naked model. "You're becoming more like Jiraiya everyday," he then mumbled.
"I see nothing wrong with being like him," the blonde grinned. "He's a great photographer," Naruto pointed out.
"Of course you don't," he shook his head. "And we both know that's not what I meant," he added on the subject. "So is she another girlfriend, or just a model this time?" Kyuubi asked as he looked at the girl in the picture.
"Just a model," Naruto replied. "I think I'm taking a break from dating models after the crazy chick," the blonde added as he started walking toward the rather large kitchen.
"What are you talking about, that pink haired bimbo was wonderful," Kyuubi grinned sarcastically. "What was her name? Sakura?" he asked. "What did you even see in her?" he asked, teasing his brother the entire way down the hall.
"She wasn't insane when I met her," Naruto argued, causing the red head to laugh. "So what is it that you wanted? You don't usually come around asking about my art unless you want something," the blonde said as he looked in the refrigerator for some food.
"I need a favor actually," Kyuubi said. "You know I don't know if I'd even call it a favor because I'd be paying you for doing it," he then said.
"If you have a job for me just come out and say it," Naruto said as he turned to his brother. He'd never had his brother take so long just to ask him to do a job; therefore he knew it must be bad.
"Well, you know how I've been trying to feature the Uchiha's in my business magazine for as long as I can remember?" Kyuubi asked cautiously.
"No," Naruto said sternly, knowing where it was going. He hated the Uchiha brothers, he didn't have any sound reason to, but he did. They were good at everything and they had everything, it seemed as if they didn't have to work for anything it was just handed to them on a silver platter. The two were born with a silver spoon in their mouths and then had a company handed to them.
"I know you don't like them," Kyuubi said. "But this article is going to be huge, everyone is going to read it. They are what the people are interested in and the fact that they finally agreed to do an interview is huge. This is an exclusive," he said, shutting the refrigerator on his brother.
"Why me?" Naruto asked. "Can't you get someone else to do it?" the blonde asked, dreading the idea of having to work with the Uchiha brothers.
"You're right, I shouldn't share the success this article could bring with my one and only brother," Kyuubi sighed in faux disappointment.
Naruto was silent a moment, staring at his brother. He then looked down and sighed, "Fine, I'll do it." He crossed his arms as he leaned against the refrigerator, "But I won't be happy about it."
"As long as you aren't rude to them, I don't care," Kyuubi grinned in response. He knew that his brother would probably clash with one of the Uchiha brothers, but as long as he didn't cause him to lose the exclusive, he didn't care. The Uchihas were like celebrities: they were young, powerfully, attractive and wealthy. Every girl wanted them and all the guys wanted to be them. They were on every most eligible bachelor list and neither seemed to ever date. They didn't like interviews, but instead were very business oriented; Kyuubi saw them as a great opportunity. "What I'm trying to say is, don't do anything stupid," Kyuubi said. "They could sell a lot of magazines, especially if you can get the youngest to open up to you. The girls seem to really like him," he added.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, you never said anything about me interviewing one of those spoiled brats," Naruto glared. "I said I would take the photographs, that's all," he huffed.
"Look, you're more his age, he might be more willing to open up to you," Kyuubi said. "Please just do this one little thing for me," he pleaded.
Naruto thought about it for a moment, "Fine, but this is not one little thing. I want you to acknowledge that I am a great brother doing this for you." He crossed his arms childishly.
"Fine," Kyuubi said as he leaned against the counter, just trying to please his little brother.
"No, I want you to actually say it," he grinned.
"Naruto you are a great brother," he sighed. "Now stop acting like a child," the older of the two chuckled. "I mean you're an adult, isn't it time you start to act like one?" the red head teased as he pat his younger brother on the head and walked out of the kitchen.
Naruto just glared in his brother's direction before going back to looking for food. "I am not acting childishly," he mumbled to himself as he absentmindedly looked in the refrigerator again.
Sasuke sat in his office looking over the pile of papers that had accumulated on his desk. He ran a pale hand through his black hair as he leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes. 'God I need a break,' he thought, though he knew that he wouldn't take one. The man was a workaholic; no amount of exhaustion was going to change that. His office door opened, causing him to jump a little. "Haven't you ever heard of knocking?" Sasuke snapped as he saw who it was.
The silver-haired man just smiled as he leaned on the door, "Maybe if you got some sleep you wouldn't be so bitchy." He was an old family friend and the man who had helped train both of the Uchiha boys in the family business once their parents died.
"Is that any way to talk to your boss?" Sasuke asked as he glared at the older man. He was trying to make the man explode with his eyes, but was finding that it wasn't working.
"We both know you can't fire me," Kakashi smiled. The man was a little odd, but he was good at his job and was a very close friend of their uncle. He wore a turtleneck, higher than was necessary and an eye patch as if he were some sort of pirate. Sasuke was pretty sure that he only did so to make him seem mysterious.
"Go away, I'm trying to work," Sasuke growled as he turned away from his former teacher. He wasn't in the mood to be bothered, let alone to put up with Kakashi's antics.
"You still haven't gotten laid yet, have you?" Kakashi then asked with a grin. He knew how to push Sasuke's buttons and found it fun to do so. He felt the younger man was too uptight, he didn't know how to laugh at himself.
"Go to hell Kakashi," he said to the man, ignoring the question. He hated how the man was always trying to figure out his business or trying to set him up with someone.
"That answers my question," the man grinned again. "Really you would think by now you would have fucked someone," Kakashi said. "There are plenty of girls or guys out there that would be happy to do the honors," he told the Uchiha.
"Is there something you wanted? You know, other than to talk about my sex life?" Sasuke asked as he looked at the other man. He had a glare planted firmly on his face as he looked at the other man and was obviously highly annoyed by his intrusion.
The man sat in the chair across from him, "Oh, right, your brother wanted to see you." He crossed one leg over the other as he added, "About twenty minutes ago."
"Kakashi," he growled out as he stood up.
"What, he didn't say it was an emergency," the man shrugged as the youngest Uchiha walked out of the room, not listening to a word he said.
Itachi sat in his office, reading over papers that he had yet to sign. He had sent Kakashi for his brother a half an hour earlier, which meant that he should be coming any minute now. He knew his brother's tardiness was not his fault, but that didn't mean that he wasn't going to torment him when he came.
There was a knock on the door, to which Itachi said, "Come in." The door opened and Sasuke quickly walked into the room. He sat down across from his older brother, as Itachi watched him. "Took you long enough," he smirked.
"You sent Kakashi, what did you expect?" Sasuke glared as he looked at his brother. "What's up, what do you need?" he asked.
Itachi looked at his little brother and could tell that he was over worked, "You look like shit." It wasn't the answer to Sasuke's question, but it was more important. Sasuke obviously wasn't taking care of himself.
"Is that why you called me here?" Sasuke sighed. He knew it wasn't, but he just wanted to get to the point.
"Go home," Itachi ordered. "Get your rest," he added. "Your work will still be there if you take off a day, you need some time off," he said in a tone that meant that it was not up for discussion.
"Itachi, I'm fine," Sasuke tried to argue. He didn't know why he was bothering; his brother wasn't going to change his mind.
"The reason I called you in is because I wanted to tell you that we're doing an interview for a magazine over the next few days," he then said, surprising his brother.
"What, why?" he asked. They both hated interviews; he didn't know why Itachi would suddenly want to do one.
"Because I said so," Itachi said. "And I can't have them taking pictures of you looking like that," he said. "As I said, you look like shit and your answers will probably be shit too," the older Uchiha said.
"But Itachi, I don't want to do some stupid interview," Sasuke argued.
"I don't care, it's good for the company, " Itachi said. "You're going to take the next few days off and I don't want to hear any more arguments about it. Just enjoy your time off," Itachi said.
"But I have work to do," Sasuke argued, hating the idea of taking time off. He stood up and leaned his hands on his brother's desk; he wasn't going to go down with out a fight.
"Kakashi can do it," Itachi said calmly as he leaned back in his chair.
"Have I been making mistakes or something?" Sasuke asked, wondering why his brother would make him take off work. "What have I done to deserve a forced vacation?" he asked.
"You haven't taken care of yourself," Itachi said with a frown. "It's just a few days," he said. "Think of the interview and photo shoot as your work for those days," he suggested.
"Just because you're older doesn't mean that you get to make all of the decisions for the company," Sasuke argued as he stood up straight and crossed his arms.
"You're right, we do manage equal amounts of this company, but I can see that you are not fit to work right now and I'm pulling you out," Itachi said. "It's only a few days, deal with it," he ended. They both knew that since Itachi was the older of the two Sasuke would eventually end up listening to him.
"Fine," Sasuke said quietly as he looked down. He knew better than to continue arguing, instead he kept quiet and walked out of the room, keeping what he had left of his pride.