His Mysterious Boss

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A/N: Thank you for the reviews, hits, and rates (:.
Dear Zekesbabe, I like Haku a lot too XD, unfortunately I wasn’t able to add him into the next few chapters because I already had it written out xD. I promise to add him in soon though.
And nekluvship, I’m sorry but I already paired Itachi with Deidara >: I wasn’t sure of who to place Sai with ;A; because the only open people really are Lee, Sakura, Tenten, and Ino. Orz.
And yay Jayden! I love Kiba/Shikamaru too. (: Unfortunately they won’t be coming up till later >: considering they don’t even know each other yet ;A;. But it’ll come up soon for sure.
Anyway, please enjoy!
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Chapter 1: His Possessive Side
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“Everyone please welcome Hinata-chan. She has just joined our company, so please make her feel welcome!”

Naruto absently looked up from where he was working diligently on his project, taking in the view of a busty young woman with long purple hair that reached to the small of her back. She had innocent milky lavender eyes and a shy smile on her face as she ducked her head down in embarassment when she realized how many employees were staring at her. Before Naruto had met Sasuke, Naruto would have definitely agreed that this girl was his type; however, after spending the morning playing the girl role in sex, Naruto wasn’t so eager to chase after girls anymore.

Er…well after anyone that wasn’t Sasuke.

The thought made his cheeks flush and he hurriedly looked away from the woman, training his eyes back onto his project.

Okay, Naruto would admit that he had feelings for the bastard, but they were just that. Feelings. It wasn’t like he could control what he thought of the raven-haired man, after all.

However, Naruto knew he was just convenient for the man. He didn’t cost any money since Tsunade-baa-chan took care of payment (rather blackmail), he knew how to cook and clean (surprising considering his younger days when all he knew how to cook was ramen and when the word clean wasn’t even in his vocabulary), and he wasn’t going to cause a scandal since he couldn’t get pregnant and neither could he fall in love with the man, thus saving Sasuke from having to deal with womanly hormonal drama.

After all, the first day the agreement had been made, Sasuke had turned to him with fiery onyx eyes and demanded that if this agreement was going to take place, Naruto was under no circumstances to fall in love with the oh-so-attractive and moody man, who was “the man who every woman dreamed of.”

Back then Naruto had bristled at the comment, taking it as an insult. He had shouted that he wasn’t gay and there wasn’t a person alive he could fall in love with the moody man.

Sasuke had smirked at that, responding that yes, this agreement was going to work very well.

Six months later, and Naruto found out that yes, he was gay and yes, he was falling head over heels for the man. And he was terrified that Sasuke was going to find out and throw him out of their apartment and then fire him.
He wasn’t really frightened of losing his job or place to stay really; he was just scared to death of not being able to see Sasuke everyday. After all, the raven-haired man spent two thirds of the day in his office (the tip top of the building where security was heaviest), and the next third in his apartment. If they ever had a falling out, Naruto would most likely never see the raven-haired man again. And that was not an option Naruto was willing to take.

“Hehehe, I saw that blush. Does someone have a crush?”

Naruto was once again knocked out of his thoughts, this time by his coworker, Kiba. The man was in a suit, like Naruto, and had brown locks that were cut in the usual fashion; however instead of the bangs being held up by a headband like it usually was, it cascaded down, covering his forehead and making him look more feminine. He also had warm black eyes, a contrast to the eyes that Naruto had been staring into just this morning. When the words finally registered, Naruto struggled to find the right words, “B-b-blush? Why would you say that? The, uh, plans are just really interesting, yeah…” he trailed off when Kiba gave him a you’re-an-idiot look.

“You were staring at the new chick, Hinata-chan. She does have a nice body,” Kiba laughed and nudged Naruto with his elbow, “just your type.”

At Kiba’s words, Naruto relaxed considerably. He had, for a second there, thought Kiba had known he had a crush on Sasuke (which was impossible to notice because hey, did anyone know that Naruto was living in the bastard’s apartment and uh…for want of better words, allowing the bastard into his uh, pants?). But when Kiba said she was his type, Naruto was at a loss of how to respond. After all, he couldn’t really respond with an, ‘Uh, no, my type has drastically changed from busty, cheerful, cute girls to moody, mysterious, rich men.’

So Naruto simply laughed and sheepishly scratched the back of his head. When in a tight spot, neither confirm nor deny and everything will be okay. Of course these were words he heard from his not-so-sane other guardian Jiraiya, the Pervy Sage, so the advice wasn’t too credible. However, Naruto would take what he could get.
Kiba laughed at his response before turning back to work on his own plans.

Both of them worked in the architecture firm of Hokage Enterprise. Of course, it wasn’t a big department because the company focused on electronics to make most of their income, but it still had some sort of a budget. The company did have an electic range of departments though, and everytime Naruto had to go to other departments, he would be amazed at how different the people inside the building was. They all had certain talents that were interesting to say the least.

Naruto wasn’t sure when his dream to become an architect became concrete. He had always thought he wanted to be someone in a high standing position just to make people notice him, but after high school, he had realized that his dream consisted of something more than just standing out; he had realized that he liked making stuff, even though his past would suggest otherwise because of how many things he would blow up in high school.
Jiraiya had seemed visibly worried at his declaration of switching majors; Naruto had wanted to go into a business major so to suddenly go into something related to creativity was simply mindblowing. But when Naruto had showed the Pervy Sage some of his designs, Jiraiya caved and offered to pay the college tuition for four years.

He had protested loudly; Jiraiya had a sucessful line of porn novels but even that couldn’t make enough money to pay a college tuition upfront. However, it soon became apparent that it wasn’t Jiraiya who was paying for the college tuition, it was his father.

His father.

A man that Naruto had never met before.

A man who had left him all alone after his mother had died of childbirth. Apparently, his father blamed Naruto somewhat for his wife’s death, and obviously hated him. Naruto had read enough novels that followed that kind of storyline.

However, Naruto was lucky enough to get Jiraiya as a foster parent to take care of him. He guessed he was lucky to get Tsunade-baa-chan too, even if she had selled him out to the bastard boss. He supposed she was doing it to look out for him, no matter how twisted her logic was.

“N-n-n-naruto-kun,” came a shy, timid voice to his direct left. Naruto looked up from what he was doing and found himself in direct eye contact with the new girl.

Wow…she has no pupils, he couldn’t stop himself from thinking before he plastered a smile on his face. “Hi, Hinata-chan! Did you need something?”

The girl looked overwhelmed at the fact that Naruto had called her so intimately, but she kept eye contact with a determined, albeit shy air. “T-temari-san said you could show me around? If you’re busy, then I can c-come later.”

“Bad idea! Naruto might get you lost,” Kiba cut in to what Naruto was going to say, a boisterous smile on his face. “I can show you around if you want; this idiot,” he paused to jerk a finger toward his “best” friend, “won’t know how to show a proper girl like you around.”

“Hey!” yelled Naruto indignantly. Wasn’t Kiba supposed to be on his side? The man had just assumed that Naruto had a crush on her!

Kiba just smiled sweetly at him, “You can’t take Hinata-chan out anyway; you have that client coming in, don’t you? Gaara-chan, was it?” And Kiba raised his eyebrows as if assuming that Naruto would understand that since Naruto had Gaara-chan, Naruto should leave Hinata-chan to him.

Naruto nearly smacked his forehead out of exasperation, “Gaara-san is a guy. And fine, whatever, Kiba. Have fun showing Hinata-chan around.”

Hinata looked crestfallen at having gotten Kiba as a tourguide instead of Naruto, but she quickly composed herself and turned to Kiba with a small, shy smile. Naruto had already turned back to his plans so he missed the almost lovesick look Hinata had thrown at him.

Gaara wouldn’t be due for another hour so Naruto had enough time to fix up the tiny details for a prior client. It was a job to rennonvate a hotel’s scheme. Even though Naruto didn’t really like these kinds of jobs, he had taken interior designing classes at college because he knew that he would have to start off with these jobs for experience. Architects didn’t just get offers to make new houses when they were fresh out of college after all.
It was Naruto’s dream to design a house that would awe the world. He dreamt of living in such a house, content with a family. And now, his dream expanded to contain Sasuke-teme as his family.

But of course, it wasn’t going to happen because Sasuke didn’t love or care for him.

He frowned and was just going to get up when a post-it landed on his desk. Naruto nearly groaned at the sight. Trust Sasuke to contact him right when Naruto was thinking of him.

Dobe, I’m stressed. Come up.

Of course Sasuke would call him up for that even though Naruto had pleased him soundly only two hours ago. That horny bastard really knew no limits.

He quickly hibernated his computer, before turning to get out of his swivelly chair. Once he got to the elevator, Sasuke’s right-hand man greeted him with a bob of the head.

Shikamaru had always been by Sasuke’s side and he was the only one in the company that knew about Sasuke and Naruto’s relationship. At first, Naruto had thought that Shikamaru had looked down upon him because hey, Naruto’s relationship with Sasuke was pretty degrading, but it became apparent that Shikamaru couldn’t care less. After all, caring would be too “troublesome.” Troublesome was Shikarmaru’s favorite word, and he would use it in every other sentence. For instance, Shikamaru hated wearing his hair down, and left his hair up in a ponytail because it was less “troublesome” that way – it didn’t get in the way of his work. Although Shikarmaru was extremely lazy, the man was actually very warm and more than once, Naruto had caught sight of him in Sasuke’s apartment treating one of their cats with a very sweet expression. It had gotten Naruto to think highly of the right-hand man and when it became apparent Shikarmaru could care less of what he did with Sasuke daily, Naruto had grown to respect the man.

Not as much as he respected the Fourth Hokage, of course, but that was a different story altogether.
Shikamaru motioned him into the open elevator. Naruto complied, moving to the back of the elevator and crossing his arms infront of his body. Shikarmaru followed, the elevator closing behind him. With a show of nimble, slender fingers, Shikamaru keyed in the code necessary to get to the top of the floor.
After a few minutes or so, the elevator reached its destination, signaling the two men with a ding. Shikamaru sighed something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like “troublesome” before pushing Naruto gently out of the open elevator doors. Naruto stumbled out, but luckily didn’t fall. He whirled around to fixate Shikamaru with an accusing stare, but the door had already closed.

“Naruto.”

“Teme!” was Naruto’s grumpy response, and he turned again to face his boss. His boss was sitting in a black chair that encompassed his slender figure. His hair was immaculate as always; the raven locks were slicked into the same hairstyle that Naruto always saw his boss in. His suit was pressed flawlessly, though Naruto knew he could pat himself on the back for getting Sasuke’s suit just right. He frowned anyway though, “I just helped you this morning. Don’t tell me you need my help again.”

The bastard simply raised an eyebrow at him, a smirk playing on his lips. He raised a pale hand upward, and beckoned with a finger for Naruto to come over to him.

Sasuke and his power games.

Naruto inwardly sighed before listening to his boss.

Sasuke’s smirk grew and once Naruto had made his way past Sasuke’s ebony desk, Sasuke reached out and grabbed Naruto’s right hand, pulling the blonde onto the chair with him. The result ended up with Naruto straddling his raven-haired boss on the expansive black chair, and with both of their mouths pressed together. Sasuke’s hand toyed with Naruto’s blond locks for a few seconds before trailing downward to press two heated fingers against Naruto’s tanned neck, right where his pulse was. Sasuke smirked into the kiss before pulling away and putting his lips where his fingers used to be. He sucked hard, causing Naruto let out a strangled moan at the sensation. He pulled away after a while, licking the saliva off his lips seductively. The sight made Naruto’s cheeks heat up and he pulled away from Sasuke with an indignant expression, pressing his right hand right over the place where Sasuke had just had his lips on.

“Teme! What was that for? That hurt!”

“Hurt? You seemed to enjoy it. Besides, that’ll teach you who you belong to.” Sasuke’s smirk came back full force, before he pulled Naruto down for another kiss.

That possessive bastard! How many people did he have watching him anyway? And how did word get to him so fast? Naruto broke away from the kiss angrily, fixing blue orbs on the raven-haired man accusingly. “Are you serious, Sasuke-teme? Is this about Hinata-chan?”

“Hinata-chan…?” repeated Sasuke with a twitch in his eyebrow, annoyance lacing his tones deeply. “You’re close enough to call her with that suffix?”

“Suffix? Everyone calls her Hinata-chan! And besides, I just met her! What the heck are you getting so possessive for, bastard?”

“You don’t call me Sasuke-chan…” Sasuke trailed off, and the words were murmured under his breath, so soft that
Naruto almost didn’t hear him. Naruto, though, still straddling his boss’s lap, was close enough to hear every word whispered.

“You want me to call you Sasuke-chan?” he asked in disbelief, dumbfounded. He sat back on his hunches, scrutinizing his crush with wide blue eyes. He appreciated Sasuke’s jealousy; it actually made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. However, he understood Sasuke. He knew his bastard boss was possessive of everything that he thought was his, and as Sasuke’s current “stress reliever” Naruto fell under that category. It wasn’t as if Sasuke had feelings for him. That realization made his heart hurt, but Naruto was quick to disguise the pain by molding it into disbelief.

You not allowed to fall in love with me, dobe.

“No,” responded Sasuke, drawing out the word as if it would give him more time to think of a proper response. “Less talking, and more kissing, dobe.” Sasuke growled the words out, obviously distressed at seeming so uncool, before crashing their lips together again.

How did that bastard always have such soft lips? That was Naruto’s last thought before he succumbed to Sasuke’s attacking lips and to Sasuke’s soft embrace.

After a few minutes of heavy petting, electric grinding, and messy kissing, a knock on the door sounded throughout the room. Sasuke let out a soft growl that made Naruto shiver in anticipation, and a flush to come upon his tanned cheeks.

“Sasuke, I know you’re in there,” came Shikarmaru’s bored drawl. “It’s been seven minutes, and you’re making your business partners wait. Very unprofessional. Besides, you should have had enough time to mark your territory, anyway.”

Naruto couldn’t stop himself from chuckling at how annoyed his boss looked; the chuckle brought an annoyed stare upon himself, but Naruto was used to Sasuke’s glares. After a while, Sasuke heaved a sigh and gently pushed Naruto off of him. “Dobe, go get back to work. And don’t you dare talk to that Hinata-chan again.” He emphasized his words with a growl, bringing shivers to the blonde again. And Sasuke spoke the name of the girl with such distaste, that Naruto knew better than to bring the girl in the line of Sasuke’s wrath.
Seriously, Sasuke needs to get his anger under control. His possessiveness too.

“Whatever, Sasuke-teme. See you at home?”

“Mhm,” replied Sasuke absently, straightening out his suit and making sure any stray wrinkles were straightened out. Naruto threw the bastard one last glance before leaving the room.

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“And so, I think I’m pretty qualified to design your house for you, Gaara-sama.”

He had been ushered down by Shikamaru almost as fast as he was taken upward; apparently, Gaara had arrived early and was intimidating the architect firm. Gaara had been watching over the firm work with an intense stare and he was really creeping out Naruto’s coworkers.

Naruto didn’t understand why they were scared of Gaara; personally, he thought Gaara was just stoic on the outside and sweet on the inside, a lot like his boss really. The two of them did seem really similar, especially with the aura that practically screamed “touch me and die.” The only difference really was that Gaara had no eyebrows, which was really a thing to ponder about because who wandered around with no eyebrows?

Gaara was just as handsome as his boss. Pale, ivory skin with teal eyes that were gorgeous even when narrowed in annoyance and dark red hair that surprisingly didn’t make the man look washed out in comparison were all qualities that belonged to the handsome young man. Not only that, but the man was fit, and his clothes clung snugly to him, outlining every fine, muscular aspect of his body. There was a slim brown jacket lined with fur sitting next to him and the man was dressed in black dress pants and a collared white long-sleeved formal shirt with a dark red tie hanging loosely around his neck. The man also had the mysterious air that every girl couldn’t help but fall for, and if it wasn’t for the dangerous aura that also pervaded from Gaara, every girl would probably be throwing herself at him.

“I see,” responded Gaara. Even though he responded, there was no change in his expression and when the redhead didn’t continue, Naruto was at a loss of what the redhead meant. He couldn’t tell whether Gaara had accepted his help or declined it, and he sat there awkwardly because he had no clue what to say. After a few minutes of an awkward silence, Naruto spoke up timidly,

“So…”

“I think I shall treat you to lunch, Uzumaki-san. We can talk about what I want for my house then.” In a swift, fluid motion, Gaara slid on his jacket, and then turned to fix Naruto with his teal orbs. “Coming?”
It all had happened so fast that it took Naruto quite a while to process that Gaara had accepted his proposal and was treating him to lunch. When he did realize what Gaara was saying, he sprang up from where he was sitting and hurried to Gaara’s side.

He babbled happily, “Thanks so much for inviting me to lunch, Gaara-sama. I suggest Ichiraku Ramen. Have you tried it? Ramen’s like the best food ever made you know, and Ichiraku Ramen makes the food taste better than it naturally does! I could take us –“

“No.”

“Oh, uh, you don’t like ramen?” he couldn’t help but sound dejected; how could he get along with someone who didn’t like ramen? Maybe he was being dramatic, but ramen was the best thing ever created by men.

“No, I like ramen,” replied the redhead as they were getting into the elevator. Two other men got into the elevator with them, both standing straight, alert, and in front of the two of them. Naruto gave them a weird glance, but Gaara seemed okay with them, so Naruto didn’t say anything.

“Oh, okay, I knew you were a cool person!” Naruto gave a full-on grin to the redhead next to him.

Gaara gave him an amused glance, “I’m…”cool” because I like ramen? You are a strange individual, Uzumaki-san.”

“You can call me Naruto, you know,” replied the blonde happily. The elevator doors dinged open and the two of
them made their way out of it and toward Hokage Enterprise’s parking lot. The two guys in front of them did the same. Naruto continued to chat happily as the two of them were led towards a black, sleek car that was parked far away from the rest of the employee’s cars. Naruto held back from making exclamations about how cool and how expensive the car was, but only because he had been trained by seeing Sasuke’s cars; every single one of them cost more than Naruto’s annual salary. And he also knew fawning over Gaara’s car would be awkward for the redhead.

When the two of them got into the backseat of the car, one of the bodyguards spoke up timidly. “Lord Gaara, we are very sorry to interrupt, but we were just wondering if you remembered you promised Lord Neji of the Hyuga Clan your presence at his restaurant today.”

“I remember,” responded Gaara coolly. “We are going to his restaurant for lunch,” he suddenly turned to look at Naruto, “Are you okay with that?”

“Sure,” replied Naruto. “You’re the customer; I’ll even go eat healthy food with you.”

Gaara gave him a bemused glance, as if he couldn’t decide whether to be amused or horrified at Naruto’s blatant admission of his unhealthy diet (Naruto actually ate healthy everyday though because his bastard of a boss demanded him to cook real meals for dinner). “Neji’s restaurant is very healthy. I gurantee you will enjoy the food.”

Naruto gave a half-hearted smile at Gaara’s words; Naruto had actually eaten in Neji’s restaurant before. Sasuke had taken him after work, even though Naruto had protested that it was too risky since they could run into someone from the company. It was late enough though, and there were only a few stragglers left at the restaurant at that time.

The rest of the car ride was silent. Naruto was grateful that the ride was only ten minutes long because he wasn’t sure how long he could take the tense, awkward atmosphere lingering in the air. Gaara was tense, and fidgeting, a contrast to Gaara’s stoic, expressionless exterior.

When they had parked and the bodyguards had gotten out of the door, Gaara turned to Naruto with pleading teal eyes. It was the most emotion Naruto had seen from the redhead and he blinked in surprise at the sight. “Gaara-sama?” he prodded the redhead along.

The redead worried his bottom lip, “You’re gay, aren’t you, Naruto?”

Naruto flushed; he wasn’t sure if he should be angry or bewildered. “Why would you say that, Gaara-sama? Are you suggesting – ”

“I’ll pay you extra,” cut in Gaara. “On top of the fee I will be paying you for designing my house. But I can’t go up there alone.” Gaara groaned and covered his face with his small, pale hands; the man was obviously distressed at showing so much emotion to someone he had just met.

Naruto wasn’t quite sure how to comfort Gaara; he wasn’t even sure if he was allowed to touch the man. He spoke timidly, “Well, Gaara-sama, you don’t have to pay me to go eat lunch with you. You’re treating me after all.”
Gaara listened to his words with an apathetic air before suddenly straightening back up and looking Naruto in the eye. “I don’t want you to just eat lunch with me; I want you to pretend to be my boyfriend.”

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A/N: Hehehe, I love Gaara with Neji. In case you didn’t notice, but little Gaara’s planning to make Neji jealous by showing up with a sexy hunk like Naruto 8D. Ohh, but Naruto’s going to be in trouble if he accepts because Sasuke is a very jealous bastard.

I apologize for the long paragraphs without any people speaking XD. I needed to explain the storyline.
And sorry for the lack of smut xD. Sasuke just got off like two hours ago though, so it wouldn’t make much sense for Sasuke to jump Naruto again xD. Though we all know that Sasuke gets very horny just thinking about his sexy, lithe dobe.

Anyway, please review! (: I’ll post the next chapter up in a week, but it’ll come faster if you review! 8D.