Sleeping with the Enemy

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Sleeping with the Enemy

Chapter Three

‘Oh, just fucking great! I’m caught with my pants… or should I say my panties down,’ Naruto grumbled to himself as he quickly stood up to yank up his underwear. Or that was what he would have like to have done if it wasn’t for the fact that he was frozen in fear.

‘I mean hell, how am I going to explain this one to Itachi… or to this person here for that matter…’ he trailed off in thought. His brain flat lining every time he tried to muster up an excuse that seemed suitable. But he found that his mind was all but willing to silently congratulate his body as he slowly gained the mobility of his arms to draw his panties up. His hips lifted up briefly so he could cover it up against his quickly deflating erection.

‘Yep nothing like a good scare to ruin your sex drive…’ he trailed off. ‘Especially when it’s because you’ve just been interrupted by—’ he began but all thought processing was placed on hold as the person decided to speak.

“So here you are,” the intruder’s voice chortled as they came closer to the blonde who was desperately trying to push his skirt back down to at least give himself more decency.

‘Yep my life is over in five, four, three, two, o— Wait a minute… isn’t that Itachi and Sasuke’s nursemaid?’ Naruto questioned himself in surprise. A sigh of relief unfurling from his lips as his overtaxed brain realized that what the nursemaid was spotting was not him but the pair of glasses she needed to see on top of the piano.

‘Yeah me. The gods in heaven are finally smiling down on me,’ he thought to himself doing a little happy dance inside his head. But his sigh of relief had only alerted the old nursemaid to his presence and a disapproving look as she settled her bifocals on her nose making her doe brown eyes bigger then humanly possible.

“Naruto is that you?” the woman questioned pushing her thick, glasses up further on her narrowed nose.

“Uh… no it is Rini ma’am, the one under Master Itachi’s employ,” Naruto squeaked up quickly shooting up to his feet and giving a hasty curtsey. He could see that the gods had decided to spit in the cheerios called his ‘life’ then bless the boy with some respite. Of course the old crone would be sharp seeing as she used to be the one who would sometimes have to break up Sasuke and his fights.

“Are you sure you’re not that hyper blonde boy who’d always pick fights with my—”

“Do you want me to lift up my skirts to prove that I’m a girl? Because you know I’ve been dying to show someone my new ‘Hello Kitty’ underwear,” Naruto gritted out, nearly losing his temper. He then suddenly felt compelled to slam his high-heeled shoe against the ground in frustration before cursing himself out firmly. ‘Hope she takes my bluff now that I put it out there. But damn it all she’s blinder then a deaf bat,’ he hissed in his head before he forced on a pleasant smile on his face.

“Though as unladylike as that sounds I’ll have to take you at your word. Though… I’ve always thought of that Naruto boy as possibly being a bit… ‘Off’. Or at least a masochist because of the way he always came back to Master Sasuke for a daily beating,” clucked the old woman before dusking the skirts of her long dress.

“Why you little b—” but before Naruto could unleash his fury upon the poor woman the foyer’s door open for the third time that day. And if Naruto knew this foyer could and would be frequented this much he would have tried another remote area in this chaos of this mansion. But I guess it was a relief to see it was his boss that cleared his throat to get both the blonde’s and old woman’s attention.

“Ladies,” was the only thing he said to announce his presence to the two. But that alone was enough to curb Naruto’s tongue ‘slightly’ and make the old woman fall silent for at least a while.

“I think I will just take my leave for today. I hope that both you and Uchiha-sama have a nice day,” the blonde managed civilly as he bowed stiffly to the two. The forced smile on his lips did not come anywhere close to lighting up his expressive eyes when he was truly pleased at something. As soon as he straightened he threw an irritated glance at the old bat before he turned to leave out of the foyer only to feel his boss’s hand grasping his forearm.

And quickly he stilled, the need to leave this life that he was thrust into was slowly dying away as he felt a gentle squeeze going to his arm. That gesture asked him so much in that simple action. A heavy sigh pulling from his lips as those graceful digits fell away from him leaving the boy to mull over whether to stay or leave.

“Let her go Itachi. She is so bothersome anyway I mean how do you put up with her as an assistant?” the nursemaid began as she questioned Itachi’s judgment on Naruto. Her long, bony fingers gently smoothed down Itachi’s shirtfront as she gave him a small, sweet smile. “Maybe after she leaves I’ll have the cook make some of that pasta you used to like as a kid… you still like that don’t you?” she questioned not quite noticing that Itachi’s gaze was still focused on the blonde and not her.

“No… I think Itachi-sama wishes me to stay. Besides we do have unfinished business to discuss,” Naruto said reflectively after a space of a few heartbeats. His fingers already curled around his palm pilot as he began once more to open up the older Uchiha’s day planner. “He still has to give the last words of approval to the charity banquet that he is having a few days from now. Of course Itachi-sama’s father will not be able to attend because of prior engagements but he wishes his son a great success in the gathering. Also he wishes son would bring Sasuke-sama along as well,” he began to ramble off professionally. Then he turned to give the old woman a hard smile as if saying ‘why are you still here?’

“Maybe I can schedule a time when Itachi-sama can visit you?” he suggested. His eyes darkening in amusement at the flustered look on the old woman’s face. He burned with cold anger at being treated like he was only just a ‘play thing’ for his boss’s amusement. Though admittedly it may have been the thing that had won him into the position of Itachi’s personal assistant he had proved himself far and beyond that he was an asset to the Uchiha Corporation.

“That will be enough Rini. Sit and wait,” he ordered. Though it was obvious to a certain trained ear that a slight tinge of amusement clung to the words giving it a foreign flavor usually lacking in the male’s sterile speech. Then his employer gently took his nursemaid’s elbow to help guide her. “Follow me and arrangements will be made to have lunch with me later,” he said almost soothingly to the old crone before leaving, the door shutting behind them both.

“My pleasure Itachi-sama,” the blonde said tightly in an overly sweet voice before turning the palm pilot off. He forced it back into his apron pocket before ripping off the wig in frustration then tossed it across the room. He glared at the door daring anyone to come in to see the true blonde in all his fury.

Fingers began to comb through his messy blonde locks, taking out hairpins and setting them on the piano, before freezing as the door open a few minutes later. Slowly he took a deep breath and waited to see his fate only to see Itachi returning. His digits once more combing through hair that was already starting to brush his shoulders. “I’m thinking of getting a haircut,” he said to no one in particular.

“Don’t,” his boss spoke up firmly even as he locked the doors to the foyer.

“So I’ll have it next week when you’re with your beloved nana that I get my trim,” Naruto said defiantly before standing. He was ready to take up the wig again to put it on only if to escape the house when he found himself forced back in his seat with a pair of crimson orbs staring down at him.

“Is my pet mad at me because I kept him waiting? Or because his pretty feathers were ruffled by the old crone?” his boss’s voice asked in amusement as his thumb gently brushed across the boy’s bottom lip. He was pleased when those pouting lips parted willingly for him, inviting him to plunder them and bruise them if he saw fit to.

“Long enough,” Naruto breathed out after a while. He was angrier with himself for noticing that he had already forgiven and forgotten Itachi for abandoning him instead of being angry with the Uchiha. Part of him wanting to grumble and cross his arms across his chest like a child to show defiance but the other part wanted to have the older man take him. His fingers already slowly attached themselves to the male’s wrist as he drew that teasing thumb into the moist cavern of his mouth to gently suck.

Those were his lips to kiss and those dreamy blue eyes that would darken with growing need just as quickly as they lit up with pent up anger was his to gaze into. Only he could run his hair through those incredibly soft yellow locks and watch the stubborn boy simply fall to pieces with need. Suddenly he needed to confirm that he the blonde belonged to no one else but him. His thumb sliding from his assistance’s mouth with a slight protest before he found his chin gripped tightly in those capable fingers.

“Who do you belong to?”

Naruto nearly wanted to roll his eyes seeming to rock unsteadily into being slightly amused and slightly pissed when his boss fell into those episodes where he felt extremely possessive of the blonde. He vaguely wondered to himself what would happen if he decided to one day quit and walk out the man’s life? Would he dare threaten to hurt anyone who dared touched him so familiarly as he was being touched right now? Would he hurt Sasuke?

“I… you,” he sighed in defeat against those lips. Lips that he could easily become drunk over as they pressed against his but when he didn’t feel the reassuring pressure of those tantalizing lips he let out a soft whimper. His head moving forward to capture up Itachi’s lips with his own but suddenly all thoughts of that was wiped from his head.

One moment he was silently begging for a kiss and the next he was standing on the footstool that he had just been sitting on recently. Both his wrists were pulled together in one of Itachi’s large hands before they were forced above his head and he could feel his boss’s warm breath ghosting across his face and stirring his bangs. Those intense orbs seemed to peer into his very soul daring him to look away.

“You could still leave if you want,” Itachi remarked, his thin lips curling in that smirk that made a fine shiver run down the blonde’s spine.

“Bastard,” hissed Naruto. All the grumbled threats off leaving were nothing when it came down to this moment. Because if Naruto had to be honest with himself he knew that he didn’t want to leave Itachi’s side… not yet. Not now. It was something about the Uchiha’s that just couldn’t be ignored and no matter his reason for complaining it was these moments that made him want to stay.

“That still wasn’t an answer,” the elder Uchiha chuckled darkly. His unoccupied hand already sliding up Naruto’s silky leg knowing this time there would be no interruptions. Fingertips skated across the edge of the striped stockings as he still waited for the answer that he wanted to hear. Needing that confession to fall from those pout lips so it would give him the initiative to fuck the very breath out of the trembling blonde.

“I… it’s…” trailed off Naruto unsure he could form the right words. But not wanting to keep Itachi waiting he forced his eyes close and took a deep breath.

“I want…”

To be continued…

A/N: Sorry didn’t feel like continuing any further… I’m a bit light-headed from being sick all this week and besides I’m updating other stories as well. Sorry again that this story took so long but at least it is here now. I really do hope you enjoy.