They Are Just the Cleaners

Chapter 3: Welcome to the Rookie 9
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He expected another door or to be accosted by ninjas or a trap door that led to a pit of alligators surrounded by fire, but what he hadn’t expected was this.

He found himself standing in a large windowless conference room. The only source of light was that which spilled from the open door in which he stood and a small projector in the middle of a large oval shaped table, which projected on to a blank white screen along the wall on the opposite the door. The projector was hooked up to a laptop that sat atop a small table set to the side of the large table. His focus uncomfortably shifted to the large rounded table in the middle of the room. The table was surrounded by ten chairs or to be more exact nine cushioned swivel office chairs and a large one at the far end of the table next to the small table that held the laptop. The back of the large chair was facing him and the rest of the table, it reminded him of those super villain armchairs that never showed the face of the occupant. He would have chuckled at that thought had he not noticed the eight other people in the room who turn in his direction once the door was opened. Their facial expressions varied from amusement to annoyance to curiosity to expectance to indifference. His vision zeroed in on the one empty chair around the table and his instincts told him that spot was for him. Ok well, instincts and common sense. Everyone kept their gazes trained on the nervous blond in the doorway. Were they waiting for me? he asked himself rather dumbfounded. Idiot! A small part of his brain scolded. A smooth voice from the villain armchair seemed to hear his unasked question and spoke.

“Well it seems as if the last of you have arrived. Please take a seat.”

The blond nervously shifted his way through the room and sat in the empty cushioned chair between a beautiful pale blonde woman whose hair was in a tightly coiled bun atop her head and a brunet man with extremely unruly hair wearing a large amused toothy grin, most likely at the blond’s expense, exposing slightly sharpened canine teeth. A large white dog was curled up at his feet that Naruto thought could easily be mistaken for a bear. He looked up and squinted around the room taking note of its other occupants.

Since the unruly brunet was the only one to his left, he started at the person next to the blue eyed blonde on his right. Next to her was guy who definitely needed to find a new mirror, because obviously something was very wrong with his current one. The man had the biggest bushiest eyebrows Naruto had ever seen. And his haircut! How did he get it like that? Did he place a bowl on top of his head and cut around it? Naruto shuddered at the young man’s appearance and refused to inspect any further and moved on to the person next to him. Sitting next to him was one of the most beautiful men he had ever seen in his life. His long dark silky hair was pulled into a low ponytail that that brushed the small of his back and he had the most flawless pale skin. He also had unusually colored eyes; they were pale lavender that almost looked transparent. Eyes, he noticed belatedly, that were focused squarely on him, in assessment. Fighting down a blush, Naruto quickly averted his gaze to the next person. He was a rather solid slightly pudgy but mostly muscle, like a linebacker, man with slanted beady eyes. His light reddish brown fluffy hair was spiked up and pushed back. He noticed the man’s eyes shift from side to side which was preceded by a soft crinkling noise. He then slowly lowered his head and put his hand to his mouth. He then brought his face back up and coughed softly into his hand. Naruto snickered internally when he noticed the slight rhythmic movement of the man’s jaw and immediately decided that he liked him. Next to him was a woman whose dark brown hair was drawn up into two buns situated on either side of her head. Naruto’s mind quickly thought of Minnie Mouse, but then dismissed the childish comparison. Her warm eyes were intent and absorbing. He couldn’t tell who the person was who sat next to her. All he saw was a head resting face down on the table with a spiked black ponytail jutting from the back of their head.

I can’t believe they are sleeping! I wasn’t that late was I? Naruto was too nervous to look at his watch, not that he would ever admit it, so he shrugged it off. Finally next to the sleeping…whoever, was an intimidating redhead. The man looked slightly smaller than him. He sat with his arms crossed, aquamarine eyes focused intently across the room at nothing in particular. His brilliant crimson hair slightly grazed his shoulders, not only enhancing his milky complexion but highlighted the red tattoo on the left corner of his forehead, which Naruto was unable to make out in the dim lighting of the room. Naruto felt a shiver crawl down his spine, this man oozed danger. When at the end of his evaluation, Naruto realized that the voice in the armchair began to speak, never turning his face to the new arrivals.

“Now that everyone is here, I can begin. You are all here because you are the best of the best of the recent recruits in to the FBI. Every one of you has excelled in one field or another and we need your skills and fresh eyes for this particular case. I know you were all expecting to be assigned to your specific units within the FBI and I know you were all expecting a simple task or desk job for your first few months but we have limited time and your specific skills are required immediately.” Here he paused for dramatic effect. “You are all here to form a classified covert task force.”

An arm shot out from the armchair and moved the mouse of the laptop. Just then there was a whirring and a soft click as the projector began. The first slide was a tree chart, like one would have for a family tree. There were several faces crossed out while some spots were question marks, including the top figure from which all the branches came.

“This is a chart of the organization known as Otogakure. They have only been in operation, from what we have gathered, for a little over two decades. Though they are quite young, they are the most feared and the most dangerous association in the underworld. They are rumored to have strong ties with the yakuza throughout Japan, but to what exact extent, we have yet to discern. They have their hands in every facet of illegal activity: prostitution, gambling, money laundering, slave trade, drug trafficking, black mail, and weapons trade. We understand that they are close to developing biochemical weapons, which they will no doubt sell to any buyers out there. We have been following their movements for three years, stopping what little we could, but without any information on the head of the organization, we can do little damage. Anyone we were able to capture and interrogate refused any type of deal we offered in exchange for information and took responsibility of their crimes as if it were their own doing. From this type of reaction we can only assume that the leader of this organization is extremely powerful and has connections everywhere. The FBI has tried standard infiltration, but has been thwarted at every turn. With this most recent attempt, being our most successful, we were able to get an agent into one of the top figure’s homes but he was killed the very same day. This makes us believe that there is a possible mole in the FBI working for Otogakure. As new recruits, one of your redeeming attributes is that you are less likely to form any unsavory ties thus yielding a more secure team.”

The slide switched with an audible click and the next one showed three faces.

“Remember these three men in particular. Though we have yet to uncover the head of this organization we have deduced that these three are the only men that he seems to trust the most.”

The next click revealed a man in his late twenties, early thirties with shoulder length white hair pulled back into a bushy ponytail at the base of his neck. He wore large round black framed glasses and had an odd smirk on his face. The next few slides were of him coming and going from various establishments, one specific place in particular. Many of the pictures looked like they were taken with a night vision lens.

“This man is Yakushi, Kabuto. Kabuto is the only man known to have direct contact with the leader of Otogakure. He is said to be his right hand man. He basically runs much of the operation as the chief’s figurehead. Though he acts as a general ring leader for all the operations Otogakure is involved in, he also has a specific purpose. From what we could find out about him from our sources is that he is a very accomplished physician and chemist. In fact, he is in charge of the production of the chemical weapons they are currently developing. We also heard that he has been practicing unorthodox experiments on people, mainly the homeless, runaways, and junkies. He is rarely seen in the day as it is suspected that he spends most of his days in his labs. He is mostly seen at night, frequenting his club, The Sound. He is also in charge of giving out assignments to this man”

-Click-

The next slide revealed a young man in his early to mid twenties. His pale skin was in stark contrast to his midnight black hair and dark eyes which were surrounded by equally dark lashes. The next few pictures were of him accompanying Kabuto into various seedy and deserted establishments.

“This is Uchiha, Sasuke. He has recently acquired the added responsibility of controlling the drugs that are sold on the streets; but he still has one main purpose which is…”

“Yeah… to climb in between my legs and make me scream his name…” the pale blonde woman mumbled to no one in particular. That comment was immediately followed by a soft giggling from the woman so affectionately dubbed “Minnie Mouse”.

Naruto smirked at the women in the room and studied the picture of the man before him. He rose and eyebrow in judgment, dark, almost soulless eyes, pale skin, and black hair, the style of which reminded Naruto of a waterfowl’s ass and a visage that seemed to ooze superiority. Tch, looks like an arrogant bastard to me.

“…to kill. We not only suspect this man to be responsible for the countless ‘disappearances’ of many figureheads in the underworld but we are also quite certain he is responsible for the loss of the most recent agent. He is nothing but a weapon, a silent killer, who murders without second thoughts. He is highly dangerous and may be extremely unstable. Sasuke is seen during the day working as a real estate developer with his father in law. He is married to this woman…”

-Click-

The next slide was of a woman with shoulder length pink hair and dazzling green eyes. Unlike the previous two people her pictures were of her doing normal day to day things; buying coffee, lounging at the pool, and out to lunch with her friends.

“God, what a forehead…” the talkative blonde mumbled. Naruto rolled his eyes at her jealous cattiness. He thought the woman was extremely attractive. That asshole doesn’t deserve a woman like that, he thought, slightly embittered.

“Uchiha, Sakura. It’s still unclear if she is fully aware of the illegal activity that both her husband and…”

-Click-

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Her eyes began to flutter open at the sudden shift on their bed followed by feather light touches tickling down her face to settle on her cheek. The first things she was able to focus on were the two dark hungry eyes, devouring her in their gaze.

“Sas…”

“Shh.” He admonished gently while the rough pad of his thumb began to tenderly stroke her bottom lip. The stout appendage stilled in it’s ministrations to settle in the middle of the pink pout. He slowly lowered his face to hers, lips almost touching were it not for the thumb that lay situated in the center of her bottom lip. He applied a small amount of pressure with his calloused pad and slowly slid his thumb down her chin.

“You’re so beautiful” he mumbled into her now quivering mouth. The light brushes of his lips against hers sent electric shocks reverberating through her body, slowly transforming her from bone and flesh to quaking jelly. He closed the small distance between them, slightly changing his course to land a soft kiss on the corner of her mouth. She tentatively closed her eyes as he continued slowly, almost painstakingly so, down her jaw line to her neck. A small breathless gasp escaped her lips as the slick warmth of his tongue traveled down the column of her neck, interchanging between licks, nibbles and kisses, to land in the dip of her collarbone where he finished with gentle suck. He slid his tongue back up her neck to the tip of her chin and kissed it. Moving his face up to hover directly above hers, he stared into her eyes for a few moments before landing a chaste kiss on her waiting lips.

“I love you” he whispered, his warm breath caressing her face.

She found that she could only whimper in response as his hands found purchase on each of her shoulders to slip the straps of her lace and silk adorned negligee. She helped him by pulling her arms out the rest of the way. He pulled the green lace down to her waist and stopped. He stared appreciatively at her now exposed upper half. The sunlight that spilled in through the windows made his dark eyes twinkle as his gaze consumed her. Shifting his weight to one side, his free hand ran along her baby soft skin up from her waist up to her breast and cupped one of her soft pale mounds. The sunlight illuminated their pale skin to a ghostly white. The room was becoming so bright. Her heart pounded frantically in her chest as she watched the tip of his hot, pink tongue peek out from his full pale pink lips and descend toward her pert rosy bud. She had to squint her eyes to watch him as he advanced forward slowly. It was way too bright in their room. The light was just so bright, too bright; she could barely make out his features anymore. It was almost as if he was fading away. She tried to call for him but could not find her voice. She could no longer see anything but the light. She could have sworn she closed the curtains…

The sunlight crept in through the lace curtains and on to the sleeping forms tangled in the red satin sheets on the large queen sized bed. The first to stir was the woman with the cherry blossom colored hair. She cursed silently at the light for interrupting her peaceful slumber and roughly pulled the comforter over her head. The light was so luminous that it almost made her eyes water. It was just too bright, even through her closed lids. Once she felt safe enough, she cracked open her eyes one at a time and stared absently at the blanket above her. Though she knew what she would see she could not help but look down at her body. Yup! Still in my teddie… She grit her teeth, Damn! Of course that would only be a dream! She grimaced as even her thoughts sent a shock of pain through her head. She groaned and the immediately winced at the slight vibration the act produced. It felt like an earthquake was splitting her skull open. She had a massive headache and was not yet ready to face the day. The blanket shifted and fell from her face as the body next to her groaned and twisted, pulling the blanket with him. She growled and turned her head toward her husband’s sleeping form. Grabbing a firm grip on the edge of the comforter she yanked it with all her might and tried to pull it back over her head. Tried, being the operative word, as he had also claimed a firm grip on the coveted downy fabric. She quickly shut her eyes as the brightness once again assaulted her.

“Sasukeee” she whined, “Stooopppp! ‘M tired and cold and don’t want to get up yet.” She shuddered as her own voice only exasperated the throbbing in her head. After hearing a grumbled “Fine” and an exhausted sigh, she fell back slightly as the comforter was abruptly released. She cracked one eye open when she felt a weight leave their bed and watched her husband’s back as he slid on some navy sweatpants.

“How much did I drink last night?” she rasped, “My head is killing me.” She took in his slightly bedraggled appearance. She noticed that even when his hair was all over the place and with his eyes heavy with sleep, he was still her image of perfection. She loved watching him. She noticed how the muscles in his shoulder twitched under his porcelain skin as he rifled through his drawer and pulled out a tee shirt. As she lowered her eyes she noticed how flawless his back was, not a blemish- She jerked her head back, startled. What she decided not to notice were the faint scratch marks that ran down his perfect alabaster back. She bit her lip and breathed harshly through her nose, averting her gaze. Not again. Why do you have to go elsewhere when I’m right here for you? Of course this was not the first time he came home with those kinds of marks. If she could pretend not to notice the other scratches that littered his body at various different times, in various different places and if she could pretend she didn’t see the various purple and red marks that marred his thighs, she could do this too. She felt the prickling in her eyes but refused to let the feeling overcome her. She quickly converted her pain into determination. She had to make him see what was right under his nose.

He turned toward her voice as he pulled his white tee over his head. He watched her curiously for a moment as she looked to the side, her eyebrows furrowed as a few emotions flit across her face. “You had a couple of glasses.”

“Wow that was some strong stuff. I’m not that much of a lightweight” she stated, turning to face him. She watched Sasuke give her a disbelieving look and she smiled sheepishly. “Well I’m not.”

He took a few steps forward until he was next to the bed and grabbed his watch and cell phone off their night stand.

“You know, we never finished what we started last night…” she trailed off as she grabbed his wrist and tugged him forward.

He shot his other hand to the mattress to brace himself.

“Not now, Sakura” he ground out, “You have a hangover and I don’t want you to get sick.”

She snatched her hand away from his wrist as if burned and sat up crossing her arms over her chest. Her angry green eyes challenged the blank obsidian. “Well I don’t care about that!” she huffed “I want to do what we obviously didn’t get to do last night” she hissed, keeping her voice quiet for the sake of her own comfort. She glared at the unresponsive man who towered over her. Just give me a chance, I’ll make you forget about that other woman.

He eyed the woman sitting up on the bed with her arms crossed managing to glare and pout simultaneously.

“Stop acting like a spoiled child”, was the cool retort.

She quickly jumped up to stand on her knees, making the mattress bounce slightly, in an attempt to glare at him eye to eye though still falling short by inches.

“You- you asshole!” she screeched, mentally berating herself for the loudness of her voice, “How dare you?! I am no-”

-Beep-

“Sir? Miss?”

Both gazes shot toward the intercom on the wall.

“Yes, Hana?” Sasuke replied while Sakura slowly sank back on to the mattress.

“You have company.”

“Show them to the living room.”

“Yes sir.”

They stared at each other in silence before he spoke again.

“You might want to put something else on” he remarked coolly, eyeing her green lingerie. Giving her no time to respond he turned on his heel and headed toward the door. Opening it with disturbing calm, he stalked out of the room leaving the seething woman on the mattress.

The angry woman grabbed for anything closest to her, his pillow, and threw it at the now empty doorway.

“Bastard!” she yelled, then quickly clutched the sides of her head in an attempt to nullify the pain.

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After slipping on a white tank top, plaid pink shorts, and green flip flops and popping a couple of aspirin she gingerly made her way down the staircase. When she reached the bottom she noticed their housekeeper carefully carrying a tray with a teapot and three matching teacups through the hall. She gave the small middle aged woman a soft smile in greeting and followed her into the living room.

He husband was sitting in the large armchair facing the entrance speaking softly to the other person across the room. He nodded a small ‘thank you’ to the grey haired woman who sat the tray gently on the coffee table. The other person had their back to the door as they sat in a matching armchair turned toward her husband. All she could make out was a head of black hair. Sasuke looked up and saw her hesitating in the doorway. He cleared his throat and nodded his head in her direction in acknowledgment. The other person in the room turned toward the door at his gesture and she was presented with pale skin and light hazel eyes with gold flecks.

“Daddy!” she squealed.

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“… her father participate in. This is Orochimaru. Sannin, Orochimaru. He is the third and final man we are going to be focusing on. He is believed to be the one in charge of the slave trade and prostitution ring. He uses the men, women and even children at his disposal to compromise and eventually blackmail many who are in power for his organization’s benefit. We have heard that he also runs a small child pornography ring of his own on the side, outside the perimeters of his organization.”

-Click-

The screen went blank for a moment and he continued to speak. “Now this is when the nine of you come in. As I have stated before you each have been selected for your exceptional talent in one or more area required in your fields. You are all to undertake the dangerous task of field work as most of you will be required to get as close to the targets as possible to gather the information needed for this operation to be a success. But just who are you lovely young people? It’s now time to get to know your teammates.”

-Click-

The first slide shown was of the sweet natured Minnie Mouse. It was a picture that looked like it was taken for graduation from the academy; her dark grey uniform jacket looked crisp and pressed, counteracted by the warm welcoming smile that graced her lips. On the left side and below her picture was information about the young woman, Naruto began to rapidly read to commit the information to memory, but the man in the large armchair decided to read for him.

“Aichi, Tenten. Top of her class in ammunition, advanced weaponry and firearms. Has the ability to not only identify any weapon used but is able to wield any weapon as well. From now on, will be known by code name: Lady Mace.”

-Click-

Next was the large muscled man who was currently sneaking snacks.

“Akimichi, Chouji. Top of his class in chemistry. Has the ability to break down and accurately identify any chemical concoction, proficient in quickly making antidotes to any toxin. From now on, code name: The Chef.”

-Click-

Next was the gorgeous long haired man. Naruto groaned when he noticed the growing pattern in the pictures they chose. Surely they all can’t be graduation pictures…he mused internally.

“Hyuuga, Neji. Leading Behavioral Analyst recruit. Is said to be able to accurately analyze any subject by just a glance. From now on, code name: Mind’s Eye.”

From Naruto’s peripheral vision, he caught the small eye roll the dark haired man gave the nickname.

-Click-

Next was the spiky brunet with the wild grin, of course his graduation picture was a lot tamer than his current state. Shit! Not another one!

“Inuzuka, Kiba. Unrivaled by anyone in tracking skills. Can find anyone or anything anywhere. He is also one of the select few people who were able to train and to be assisted by the rare Ransmed Hound. Codename: The Fang.

-Click-

This picture was of someone Naruto didn’t recognize in the room. He had the same dark grey wool suit jacket as everyone before him. His face sagged in an almost bored drowsy expression.

“Nara, Shikamaru...”

Just then the pineapple head that had yet to move from its perch on the table, lazily turned toward the armchair and the looked up at the screen. He sighed before mumbling something Naruto could not quite make out before the brunet closed his eyes and once again turned his face back toward the tabletop.

“With an IQ of over 200 he is hailed to be the most brilliant tactician and strategist to graduate from the academy in a few decades. Is said able to plan hundreds of steps ahead and able to work around several different scenarios at once. He is also an exceptional computer programmer and, while still in the academy, has written several programs that the FBI currently uses. Codename: The Brain.”

“Tch, troublesome…” The soft reply floated through the quiet room.

-Click-

Ah so fuzzy-brows in next. He said eyeing the wide grinning picture before him. He snickered inside while his stomach sank. That was the sixth graduation picture in a row! Either they didn’t look over these pictures, they didn’t care about the pictures, or he had a different picture.

“Rock, Lee. Hand to hand combat specialist. He is the only student to artfully master all forms of martial arts and defensive tactics. He is said to be able to incapacitate up to ten men at once. Codename: The Beast.

-Click-

Next was shocking red hair and impassive cool teal eyes fixed in an eyebrowless stare. Naruto could finally clearly make out the tattoo that was situated on the upper left side of his forehead, the kanji character for ‘love’. There was just something about the man that was incredibly alluring, but he seemed as scary as he was sexy.

“Sabaku, Gaara. Top of the class in stealth movement and proficient in…*cough* disposing of ‘inconvenient problems’. Is able to get in and out of anywhere by remaining undetected in the shadows. Codename: Midnight Assassin…”

Naruto was unable to pay full attention to what the man in the armchair was saying as he noticed that there were only two people left, him and the attractive blonde woman. He was becoming slightly anxious. The way things were going, it seemed as if they were using graduation pictures, which meant… A mischievous smirk materialized on his face. It would be nice to get more feedback. He winced slightly at the phantom throb in the back of his head as remembered Tsunade’s reaction… Hey, it wasn’t like they didn’t let me take another one… eventually…

-Click-

His smirk grew into a full blown grin as he took in the reactions around the room. Best hundred bucks I ever spent. Kiba looked at him with sheer unadulterated mirth dancing in his eyes, wide grin plastered on his face. Chouji choked on the chip that he was discreetly trying to shove down his throat. He was coughing slightly to not only dislodge the food caught in his esophagus but to cover up the small snicker that threatened to erupt into a laugh. Lee’s eyes grew in sheer amazement, while Tenten had the decency to look away to hide the embarrassed blush. The blonde woman glared at him disapprovingly and shock her head in disappointment. Shikamaru slept, or at least it seemed that way. Neji and Gaara remained unaffected, but Naruto liked to believe he saw a small quirk of the eyebrow from Neji, and Gaara… well it was exceptionally hard to tell with Gaara seeing as he didn’t have any. Ha! Only I would have the guts to do something like that! Five out of eight isn’t bad…

Up on the screen was Naruto’s academy graduation photo. While his dark grey jacket was not out of the ordinary, the rest of his picture was. Instead of a stoic mask or a small graceful smile, there was Naruto with the most vicious, intimidating snarl he could muster with an arm extended in front, right hand splayed in front of the camera. What made it even more interesting was the white body paint that not only covered his face, but his hand as well. And the red swirls. There were swirls on his palm and each fingertip. His eyes were outlined in red and on his face twin rivers of crimson started from his forehead down, branching across his nose to his cheeks where the lines split again. One part curled into a large swirl on his cheekbone while the other part continued down his face and up his chin.

“Uzumaki, Naruto.” the voice continued mostly unaffected yet held the slight hint of amusement. “Top of his class in infiltration tactics. He has the unmatched ability to disarm a highly vigilant enemy and has the ability to come up with last minute unconventional, yet effective plans. Codename: The Fox.”

Naruto wiggled his eyebrows at the yet to be named blonde at the mention of his nickname. She returned with a threatening glare and a disgusted frown.

-Click-

"And last but not least, Yamanaka, Ino. Leading resident in the medical division of the academy. Able to diagnose any ailment accurately in a short amount of time. Codename: Doc."

The blonde tugged a long pale bang behind her ear and smirked haughtily.

"Now that we know who you are and, in general, what you will be doing, it's time to get our assignments."

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"Daddy!" the cheerful young woman screeched as she launched herself to the man in question, enveloping him a warm embrace.

"Hello Sakura." He started, wrapping his long pale arms around her slender frame, "And how are you this morning?"

No matter how hard she tried to fight it, her eyes flickered over to her unaffected husband, still sitting in his armchair looking over the scene in front for him impassively.

Orochimaru noticed the quick glance but chose to ignore it. It really didn't matter too much to him what was going on in between his daughter and her husband, as long as it didn't immediately effect what he wanted.

"I'm great!" she lied. Her lips and cheeks quivered as she fought to keep the phony smile on her face. "I'm so happy your back in town, I missed you. You should come over tonight and-"

"I'm sorry Princess but I am here to tell Sasuke about our next business trip" he turned to face the raven who watched them intensely. We have to leave in fifteen minutes, so get ready now; the car is already waiting for us outside."

"What?!" Sakura screeched as she unlatched herself from the tall pale man before her.

The dark haired younger male promptly stood up from his seat and headed toward the door. "Give me ten minutes."

"Wait, but—"

"I'll be waiting", the older one countered as he too began leaving the room.

A surprisingly strong, dainty hand closed tightly around his arm. He turned to face his fuming and confused daughter.

"But you guys just got back last night”, she whined. "Why do you always have to disappoint me?" she mumbled childishly, slightly pouting, watery green eyes holding back tears. These frequent trips were beginning to make her feel lonely.

His face softened a bit as his cool hands slowly loosened her vice-like grip. "I'm sorry to disappoint you baby, but you know that my job is very demanding and unfortunately you are married to the bast man I have…"

He smiled inwardly, knowing that the mention of her husband usually calmed his daughter down. However, this time a strained look crossed her features before she dropped her arms limply and shrugged her shoulders dejectedly. He wondered slightly about his daughter's curious behavior. Placing a comforting hand on her back he continued, "Don't worry Princess, we won't be gone that long—three days at the most. But you have to realize that we have been actively pursuing this property in Hawaii and this matter needs our constant attention."

She turned a hesitant smile in his direction and leaned her head on his shoulder, "You know, once you build the resort, I will be staying there for free."

"I wouldn’t have it any other way." He quipped as he leant down and placed a small peck on top of her head. "I'll see you in three days" he stated as he head out the front door.
She watched his retreating back as he walked down the pebbled path into the running black stretch limo that sat in front of their door, awaiting one last occupant. At that thought she turned to glare up the stairs at the shuffling noise made in their bedroom.


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