Sleeping with the Enemy

Hello Assassin’s Kiss here and I do not own Naruto. I hope you enjoy this story and review lots. Also I do not own this anime, that goes without saying and I hope you can detect when Naruto is thinking about the past and not. So go and read XD

Italics = Flashbacks and/or dreams

Sleeping with the Enemy

Chapter Two

The sound of a slightly rumpled jacket hitting the parking lot pavement was barely heard when coupled with the egging on of the crowd as Naruto started to take up a fighting stance. Murder was in his blue orbs as his jaw clenched, nostrils flared and cheeks flushed with excitement.

At no point at all, not even when he combed his hands recklessly through his spiky hair to stop the blonde locks from flopping back into his eyes, did he take those brilliant orbs off of his opponent. The opposing male that easily had his own blood running with excitement and fury with just an indifferent glance tossed his way as well as an occasional quirk to pale, thin lips.

Sasuke Uchiha was the night to Naruto Uzumaki’s days. His pale limbs contrasted drastically to the blonde’s tanned flesh, so much so that Naruto could hazard a guess that the Uchiha received sunburns easily if he didn’t wear protective lotion. And while it seemed obvious that the wayward Uzumaki was a child of the sun with brilliant sapphire orbs and freshly buttered churned yellow hair it was also obvious that Sasuke was child to the moon.

The inky black hair like wisps of night was fashionably messy and brought out the porcelain skin of the rich kid. Dark eyes, that were hard to divine any emotion from, narrowed as they clashed with the azure orbs, which seemed a window to Naruto’s soul.

They circled each other like predator’s sizing up their prey. Fists clenched and teeth nearly gnashed as they held eyes for only each other. But even in their anger they were dangerously beautiful like two exotic animals. As if it was a lion and black panther facing off.

Naruto froze as he thought of the lasts words his lust filled mind produced. Fingers that had paused to hitch up the skirts of his maid’s outfit only to rake his well manicured nails gently across the tattoo of his abdomen halted. His glossy lips parted to gather enough air to sustain him as he tried to fight the fog that washed over his brain.

‘Like two exotic animals?’ he repeated those words in his head as if questioning his sanity. His body that had been slouched over as he began to stroke himself was slowly pulled up into a sitting position so that he could think about this properly.

Naruto refused to have anyone confused about the fact that his mind was that imaginative or that he was so hung up on the Uchiha that his knees nearly went weak every time he saw him. ‘No, no that’s not true damn it,’ he thought fervently. But even as he clenched his unoccupied hand he found his member twitching at the thought of the two Uchiha males.

They were alike and different all at the same time. Both were reserved and calculating and yet possessive and patient. Naruto knew through his short position as Itachi’s personal assistant that the younger Uchiha adored as much as hated his older brother. Though neither sibling was forthcoming in admitting that they cherished each other’s company.

Itachi had everything that he could have ever wanted. He was heir to the Uchiha corp. trained at a young age to take the reins. He had both women and men fawning all over him and he was a well-known person in the media. The older sibling did everything before he could ever think or dream to do it. Though the only real accomplishment the horny blonde could focus on was the way Itachi did this interesting thing with his tongue on a few choice spots on the blonde that made him…

Naruto moaned in frustration and began the cadence of stroking himself once more. His aroused cock determined to fuck the small tunnel that he managed to create with his fingers. Hips rising as Mary Janes dug firmly into the carpeted floor as soft pants filled the room.

The fingers that had been trailing along the spiral tattoo on his flat abdomen quickly slid between his lips to be sucked into the wet cavern of his mouth. His soft pink muscle darted and swirled around the lone digit before lapping at another finger that had decided to join.

Sapphire orbs darken with need at the thought of how Itachi loved to watch Naruto prepare himself for him. How he’d slide his own digits between his fox’s lips before urging the blonde to suck. Then just as suddenly as they entered they would leave to the younger male’s displeasure before he mewed in anticipation as those slicked fingers circled his opening before one by one a digit would ease in to stroke his insides. His body instantly becoming an instrument in which his boss played with skill that only belonged to Itachi.

Sometimes the sadistic bastard would stop moving those long fingers of his knowing that his Naruto was too far-gone and would start impaling himself on them himself. His hips rocking, head tossed back and fingers tweaking his own nipple as he tried to reach that moment when his world would brighten and his words were unintelligible. Where he didn’t have to worry about whether it was Sasuke he loved or even Itachi as he reached his pinnacle.

‘But no, no must keep my mind straight and on the path,’ he growled to himself in reproach as he drew his hand away from his throbbing member with some effort. He had been so close, and he knew it as his chest rose quickly up and down even as his teeth sunk into his bottom lip to calm himself down.

He welcomed the pain as he glided his eyes clothes, the part that whined for him to finish it all off was shoved to the side as he tried once more to realize why he had come to this life in the first place.

‘It wasn’t always like this… Kami no. I had thoughts of staying far, far away from any and all branches of the Uchiha family,’ he thought remorsefully before he found himself once more drifting back to that day.

But even as some spectators might be taken up on how attractive the guys were their minds were soon taken up by the trash talk that flew from the first opponent’s mouth. Which predictably was from Uzumaki himself.

“Sasuke-teme don’t think because you’re rich I won’t kick your pale ass to kingdom come,” snarled out the ramen lover, raising his hackles in anger to further intimidate. He took a step closer to his opponent but ventured no farther waiting for him to act.

“Usuratonkachi.” It was all Sasuke needed to say to make the blonde bristle more in anger.

“Take that back teme!” cried Naruto in outrage as he pointed his finger accusingly in the boy’s face. Then yelped in surprise when his best friend grabbed his wrist and tugged urgently on it with surprising strength although he had a bored look as if he didn’t care if he listened to what he said or not.

“How troublesome Naruto, fighting again,” tsked the lazy genius as he turned his dark orbs on his friends.

“Ssshhhiikkkaaa,” Naruto nearly whined trying to pull his hand away from Shikamaru’s grasp. If not to continue the fight then he needed to pull away to prevent himself from being attacked if the Uchiha had chosen to go in for a cheap shot. ‘I bet if I give him a chance he’ll land one on me and deny that it was anything but fair,’ he thought ruefully.

“Did you already forget what you had to do after school? I had to ask many favors for you, you know. It was too much trouble if you ask me so if you don’t hurry up I’ll get Kiba to take your place,” scuffed Shikamaru before letting go of the blonde’s wrist. Shoving his hands in his pockets the brunette made to walk away when he found his blonde friend crying out “Wait!”

“I… damn it. I’ll have to grind your face into pavement later Uchiha,” ground out Naruto before he looked nervously at Shika then offered a scowl to Sasuke for his trouble. He seemed hesitant for only a moment before he took off after his lazy friend who had surprisingly made some distance while he made that threat. His tan fingers reached the door handle of the vehicle before the brunette finish starting up his car.

“Cheh, a waste of time,” huffed Sasuke as he turned his back. Though for a brief moment a look of curiosity shown in those dark orbs.

“Damn it Shika I was soooo close,” whined Naruto as he slid in the car and closed the door. His hand automatically reaching for the seatbelt with one hand while reaching to fiddle with the radio dials with his other.

“Stop calling me by that name,” the brunette warned before smacking his hand away from the dials. He really did hate it when the loudmouth boy decided to mess with his things so to settle the radio matter he flipped it to a jazz station and glared at his friend when he tried to protest. A satisfied look crossing his face when his friend slumped back in his chair in defeat.

“But I guess if it wasn’t for you Shika I might not have this chance,” admitted Naruto bitterly. When his seat belt was secured he crossed his arms across his chest, his eyes looking woefully at the radio.

“Do you really have rocks in your head?” questioned Shikamaru. He silently accepted the half-hearted words of gratitude while he waited for the blonde’s retort.

“I… but I like it and it fits,” reasoned the blonde as he cautiously reached for the radio dial again. He had barely noticed the terrain breezing pass them as they drove on. His eyes darting occasionally up at his friend to make sure that he wasn’t paying attention to his ulterior motives until he changed the dial to some J Pop station.

“Right now a noose will fit around your neck but you don’t see me clambering for one,” grumbled the driver before glaring at the blonde for changing the station. ‘But at least he’s not fiddling with the dials,’ he thought before he allowed his best friend to be.

“Because you’re too damn lazy to get one,” huffed Naruto. The blonde couldn’t help but smile in triumph at the fact that he had honestly gotten away with changing Shika’s precious radio. ‘Usually I’d be hearing jazz by now,’ he thought reflectively.

“I was going to say because we are best friends but that explanation will work for now,” Shikamaru answered breezily. He had barely shrugged his shoulders even as he pulled up to the place. His fingers shifted his car into park before it rumbled off then without preamble he got out of the car, to shut it close. “Lock it close if you are going to take so long,” he called carelessly over his shoulder before walking to the back door of the building.

“…” Was all Naruto could say as he watched his friend through the car’s windshield. He then, with a sigh, got out of the car himself and locked the door before quickly following. He was in new territory here and thought it wise and best to stick to his friend’s side as he walked down a bland hallway with lights that buzzed and occasionally flickered off and on.

“Okay quickly change into this,” Shikamaru announced as he tossed some clothes at Naruto as soon as they walked to the end of the hallway. They seemed to be standing in a room that looked more like a locker room where lockers lined both walls and a small shower stood to the side.

The brunette sat down on one of the two wooden benches cemented to the ground and began to take off his clothes. Then Shikamaru began the process of putting on the crisply pressed uniform of a waiter he was now employed to be. His fingers already buttoning up his starched white shirt before tucking the tail ends into his pants when Naruto ventured finally to speak again.

“You know… I have never seen you with your hair down. It’s like… you're man pretty,” Naruto said reflectively when he looked at Shikamaru. He had himself begun to take off his clothes except for a pair of loud orange boxers before he helped himself into the sleek black dress pants then ventured to sit down to put on his shiny black shoes.

“…” Was all the brunette could say before tossing the blonde’s apron at his face. A muttered ‘troublesome,’ under his breath was all that was supplied before he walked passed the blonde to face a mirror. His nimble fingers already secured his matching black vest before reaching in a vase full of roses and tucked it in his buttonhole.

“I meant it as a compliment man!” cried out Naruto before hastily throwing on the rest of his garbs. Then standing in front of the mirror as his friend evacuated out the room he pulled out a bottle of mousse and slicked his hair back until it lay flat as his unruly locks would on his head. Only a strand or two working its way out before he tossed the bottle into his bag and hurried after his friend.

“Shika wait up!” he cried out.

“Shhh… Naruto we are going to meet your new boss and when she gives her instructions listen closely,” hissed Shikamaru in a low voice. He then paused to snatch Naruto’s rose and placed it in his buttonhole barely noticing the blonde looking through a huge aquarium that was put in the wall to their left that showed inside the other room.

The blonde could only see people dressed in rich clothing chattering to themselves as they ate, danced on the ballroom floor or requested the attention of waiters doting over the whole restaurant among the swimming fish. His breath nearly fogged up the tank’s side as he made out a few important politicians he only saw on the news before he felt his attentions tugged away by Shika speaking.

“Those are aristocrats and to them we are their personal pets,” Shikamaru murmured blandly before tugging his friend towards the door. “Now this way.”

But just as the blonde had turned to follow his friend ugly reality crashed into his daydream forcing the blonde to open his eyes at the sound of the door opening and closing again. His fingers that had been twisting and working his anal plug froze during the whole walk down ‘memory lane’ as he looked at the intruder.

“So here you are,” chortled a voice before moving swiftly towards the blonde.

To be continued…

A/N: Sorry if the end seems rushed… I have to leave out the door for work soon so… yeah. Have to make that money XD So review so you can see what happens next.