Sixty Days
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Chapter Four: Inspiration
Midnight Essence: haha I’m glad you’re so excited, I get easily excited too. The whole Kisame drinks like a fish thing I got from another fic (not my own sadly). Of course, it wasn’t yaoi but that’s okay. I’m a quarter black so yeah lol. *cheers with you* I love the tension between Sasuke and Naruto, it wouldn’t be them without it. LOL. Also, I’m going to try to update daily. So yeah…lol
A little time skip here but I’ve gotten a good idea how this is going to go. Itachi’s birthday is June 9th (6.9)[…am I the only one that finds that funny? XD] so it happens during the sixty day time limit. That’s all I’m going to say about that XD.
Enjoy~
Sixty Days
Chapter Four: Inspiration
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54 Days Remaining…
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Itachi sighed as he stared out of his large office window. It seemed a bit strange the way Deidara was acting after he came back from wherever he went in his rage. Itachi was no fool. He knew the blond had gone to see his father. What had transpired in that office between the two…he had no idea but they both wouldn’t talk about it.
Even though Itachi was the head of the company now, Fugaku still kept his old office and helped his son run the company. To keep his eye on him Itachi supposed. It didn’t really matter, in the end Itachi’s was the final word.
Though his father wasn’t talking about the arranged marriage either and for that Itachi was relieved. Something had gone down in that office that could potentially destroy someone’s future. He didn’t like it. He was going to have to trust Deidara with this; which he found surprisingly easy.
There was a knock at the door and Itachi gave them permission to enter.
“Sir, your one o’clock is here, do you want me to send him to the conference room?” Itachi’s secretary, Mai Uchiha asked. Mai was one of his many family members, a distant cousin of his. She stood around five foot four with shoulder length chocolate brown hair and warm dark grey eyes. She wore a grey pants suit with a white blouse underneath.
“Send him into my office if you don’t mind Mai.” She nodded her head and closed the door. A few seconds later the door opened again and a tall blond walked in grinning. He wore a black suit jacket over a blue t-shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans.
“Namikaze Minato-san.” Itachi nodded in greeting.
“None of that now Itachi, your father and I have been friends for years.” The blond said with a wave of his hand. Minato walked around the fluffy looking chair in front of the Uchiha’s desk and sat down. A second later the brunette returned to his chair and rested his hands on his lap.
“Sorry ‘Shina couldn’t make it; Kyuubi had a doctor’s appointment.” He apologized. Itachi waved it off. Kyuubi was their youngest son. He was fifteen and had bright crimson colored hair and golden eyes like his mother’s. He looked a lot like Naruto minus the whisker marks and was just as mischievous as the middle sibling during his high school days.
“It’s fine. You two are the owners and CEOs of Spiraling Games. In all actuality I only expected to meet with one of you. I know you both are busy people.” The brunette said well naturedly. Minato crossed his legs and leaned back in the chair; nodding at the Uchiha’s comment.
Back when Fugaku inherited the company from his father at the age of twenty six, Minato was starting up Spiraling Games with Kushina Uzumaki (now Namikaze). Itachi’s father took a chance investing in the company and Minato never let him down. They started out small and now practically ruled the gaming community.
“Naruto is so excited about making games for our company.” Minato said with a chuckle. Naruto was a mini clone of his father. The only difference was that Naruto inherited his mother’s eyes in shape if not color, and the three whisker like markings on his face.
“Naruto is exactly whom I scheduled a meeting about.” Itachi said pulling a folder from the desk drawer and handing it to the blond. Minato took it and opened it, his eye brows shooting up in his hairline when he read the content.
“You want to change colleges? An accelerated program? Why?” the blond asked confused. He locked his eyes with the Uchiha.
“As you are aware, Naruto is best friends with my little brother. I see this as a favor to him. It takes a strong recommendation for a student to study there. If he were to take this course, he would graduate within the next year.” Minato chuckled at the brunette’s words.
“Itachi, you have to talk to Naruto about this. I have no say in this.” The blond said before tossing the folder on the desk.
“You are his father; I thought that if it were you giving him this information that he would take it more seriously.” The brunette said with a raised eyebrow.
“Itachi, you underestimate your worth to Naruto. It’s because you’re Sasuke’s brother that he’d listen to you more. Look, just talk to Naruto alright?” Itachi nodded his head at the blond’s words.
“Now let’s talk about something else besides business.” Minato said with a grin. Itachi chuckled.
…
I yawned before looking into the mirror. I nearly jumped with fright at who I saw staring back at me. I looked like a vampire with a serious case of insomnia. The dark circles around my eyes made it unnecessary to wear my regular eyeliner. I winced then I went through my daily routine.
The door opened just as I stepped out of the shower and I blinked at the raven haired Uchiha. He was only wearing a pair of grey cotton pajama pants. Sasuke was not a morning person (or whenever he woke up really). He was like a zombie in the morning before he got a cup of his tea. Glazed onyx eyes blinked at me for a second before Sasuke turned around and walked back out.
I shook my head and dressed in a pair of baggy black cargo pants with red stripes and a black tank top. I combed through my hair and pulled it up into a ponytail it was still a little damp even though I towel dried it thoroughly. I don’t like hair dryers, they fizzled my hair out to the extreme.
Naruto opened the bathroom door and started to brush his teeth and I blinked at him. Naruto was never up this late. His classes were from 1pm to 4pm on Tuesdays and Thursdays and 12pm to 2pm on Mondays Wednesdays and Fridays. It was Three.
“Monday starts Finals Week so we don’t have classes today.” He said around his toothbrush before spitting in the sink. I nodded my head and headed down the hall to the kitchen. I saw the younger Uchiha brother leaning against the island bar staring out the window above the sink.
I made tea and sat it in front of him and he started sipping at it. Naruto came in ten minutes later, freshly showered and dressed in an orange t-shirt and a pair of crimson cargo pants. My little brother never dries his hair and hardly ever combs it. He shook his heads causing cool droplets of water to spray all over the half asleep Uchiha; starting the morning’s argument.
“Usuratonkachi!” the brunette hissed. Well at least he was awake now.
“Go take a shower duck-butt.” Naruto said as he popped some pop-tarts in the toaster. The icy glare Sasuke sent my brother could have frozen saltwater, but he left to do just that anyway. If it didn’t happen on a daily basis I would have laughed.
“Hey we should go on a road trip when school lets out.” Naruto said as he munched on the strawberry filled pastry. I glared at him.
“We don’t have enough money for that, yeah, and I have work.” I told him with a glare as I leaned against the sink.
“We could always bum from dad.” Naruto said with a shrug.
“The reason I moved out was to be my own person, yeah, I’m not going to rely on dad for anything.” Naruto shrugged again before inhaling the second pop-tart.
“It was just a suggestion. When was the last time you did anything for fun? I mean I haven’t seen you paint anything in a long time.” I froze at that. When was the last time I painted something? I suppose it was around the time I found out I had feelings for Itachi that weren’t platonic. Two years…damn.
“Come on, we could at least go to our summer home for the summer, Kyuu would be happy to see us.” I sighed and ran my hand down my face.
“I could try to get time off I guess.” I told him and he jumped with a fist in the air.
“Yatta!” Sasuke chose that moment to rejoin us. He was wearing a pair of light khaki cargo shorts and a blue t-shirt. He had the towel he had been using to dry his hair draped over his shoulders.
“What’s got you so excited dobe?” He asked before pouring himself another cup of tea.
“We’re going to our summer house for Summer Vacation!” Sasuke’s blinked at the news before a smirk crossed his face.
“Oh really, do you have room for one more?” He asked.
“Hey yeah that’s a good idea! We should invite Itachi too I bet he gets all stuffy in that office.” I froze at that. Why didn’t I think of that? It would be perfect. A week alone with Itachi? Well not really alone, but with? HELL YEAH!
“I ask when I get to work tonight, yeah.” I told them.
“Good! Try for two weeks, at least.” I sighed and rolled my eyes before ruffling my brother’s still damp locks.
“I’ll take what I can get, yeah,” I chuckled. “You should call Itachi Sasuke.” The younger Uchiha nodded and went to find his cell phone.
“I’m going to call Kyuubi!” Naruto said taking off in the direction of his room. I sighed and rubbed a sore spot at the base of my neck. Naruto had been right. I hadn’t had any time to have fun in a long time. I got caught up in work…for two years…
I walked into my room ignoring the mess of clothes that needed to be washed and pulled out my art supplies from my near empty closet. There was a covered canvas in the back and I pulled it out thumbing the edges fondly. I removed the sheet and stared at the painting of Itachi that had been my last painting.
It was raining. Itachi’s long raven locks were loose and wet but there was a smile on his face. A rare true smile even if it was a small one. There was a twinkle of fire in his onyx orbs as he looked at something outside of the picture. The background was a dark forest but it wasn’t a depressing picture. All because of the look on Itachi’s painted face.
I recovered it and set it on an empty easel I had sitting in between my closet and dresser. Naruto came in a second later and just looked at the easel and the covered painting with a small smile on his face.
“Me and Sasuke’s gonna go out for breakfast. You want anything?” He asked and I turned to look at him.
“Na I’m fine, yeah. I’m going to start working on something.” Naruto left my room with a grin on his face.
I stared at the covered painting for a good while before a smile of my own crossed my face.
I hadn’t worked on my manga in a while. It was based on my fantasy version of my life…staring a certain Uchiha. The main character’s name was Saiara Izamaki and his lover’s name was Seitachi Uchiwa. I smirked and got my drawing pens out. I started a new arch in my story.
The Sixty Days arch.
I just hoped it worked out in real life how it’s going to work out in my manga…
…
A little time skip here but I’ve gotten a good idea how this is going to go. Itachi’s birthday is June 9th (6.9)[…am I the only one that finds that funny? XD] so it happens during the sixty day time limit. That’s all I’m going to say about that XD.
Enjoy~
Sixty Days
Chapter Four: Inspiration
…
54 Days Remaining…
…
Itachi sighed as he stared out of his large office window. It seemed a bit strange the way Deidara was acting after he came back from wherever he went in his rage. Itachi was no fool. He knew the blond had gone to see his father. What had transpired in that office between the two…he had no idea but they both wouldn’t talk about it.
Even though Itachi was the head of the company now, Fugaku still kept his old office and helped his son run the company. To keep his eye on him Itachi supposed. It didn’t really matter, in the end Itachi’s was the final word.
Though his father wasn’t talking about the arranged marriage either and for that Itachi was relieved. Something had gone down in that office that could potentially destroy someone’s future. He didn’t like it. He was going to have to trust Deidara with this; which he found surprisingly easy.
There was a knock at the door and Itachi gave them permission to enter.
“Sir, your one o’clock is here, do you want me to send him to the conference room?” Itachi’s secretary, Mai Uchiha asked. Mai was one of his many family members, a distant cousin of his. She stood around five foot four with shoulder length chocolate brown hair and warm dark grey eyes. She wore a grey pants suit with a white blouse underneath.
“Send him into my office if you don’t mind Mai.” She nodded her head and closed the door. A few seconds later the door opened again and a tall blond walked in grinning. He wore a black suit jacket over a blue t-shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans.
“Namikaze Minato-san.” Itachi nodded in greeting.
“None of that now Itachi, your father and I have been friends for years.” The blond said with a wave of his hand. Minato walked around the fluffy looking chair in front of the Uchiha’s desk and sat down. A second later the brunette returned to his chair and rested his hands on his lap.
“Sorry ‘Shina couldn’t make it; Kyuubi had a doctor’s appointment.” He apologized. Itachi waved it off. Kyuubi was their youngest son. He was fifteen and had bright crimson colored hair and golden eyes like his mother’s. He looked a lot like Naruto minus the whisker marks and was just as mischievous as the middle sibling during his high school days.
“It’s fine. You two are the owners and CEOs of Spiraling Games. In all actuality I only expected to meet with one of you. I know you both are busy people.” The brunette said well naturedly. Minato crossed his legs and leaned back in the chair; nodding at the Uchiha’s comment.
Back when Fugaku inherited the company from his father at the age of twenty six, Minato was starting up Spiraling Games with Kushina Uzumaki (now Namikaze). Itachi’s father took a chance investing in the company and Minato never let him down. They started out small and now practically ruled the gaming community.
“Naruto is so excited about making games for our company.” Minato said with a chuckle. Naruto was a mini clone of his father. The only difference was that Naruto inherited his mother’s eyes in shape if not color, and the three whisker like markings on his face.
“Naruto is exactly whom I scheduled a meeting about.” Itachi said pulling a folder from the desk drawer and handing it to the blond. Minato took it and opened it, his eye brows shooting up in his hairline when he read the content.
“You want to change colleges? An accelerated program? Why?” the blond asked confused. He locked his eyes with the Uchiha.
“As you are aware, Naruto is best friends with my little brother. I see this as a favor to him. It takes a strong recommendation for a student to study there. If he were to take this course, he would graduate within the next year.” Minato chuckled at the brunette’s words.
“Itachi, you have to talk to Naruto about this. I have no say in this.” The blond said before tossing the folder on the desk.
“You are his father; I thought that if it were you giving him this information that he would take it more seriously.” The brunette said with a raised eyebrow.
“Itachi, you underestimate your worth to Naruto. It’s because you’re Sasuke’s brother that he’d listen to you more. Look, just talk to Naruto alright?” Itachi nodded his head at the blond’s words.
“Now let’s talk about something else besides business.” Minato said with a grin. Itachi chuckled.
…
I yawned before looking into the mirror. I nearly jumped with fright at who I saw staring back at me. I looked like a vampire with a serious case of insomnia. The dark circles around my eyes made it unnecessary to wear my regular eyeliner. I winced then I went through my daily routine.
The door opened just as I stepped out of the shower and I blinked at the raven haired Uchiha. He was only wearing a pair of grey cotton pajama pants. Sasuke was not a morning person (or whenever he woke up really). He was like a zombie in the morning before he got a cup of his tea. Glazed onyx eyes blinked at me for a second before Sasuke turned around and walked back out.
I shook my head and dressed in a pair of baggy black cargo pants with red stripes and a black tank top. I combed through my hair and pulled it up into a ponytail it was still a little damp even though I towel dried it thoroughly. I don’t like hair dryers, they fizzled my hair out to the extreme.
Naruto opened the bathroom door and started to brush his teeth and I blinked at him. Naruto was never up this late. His classes were from 1pm to 4pm on Tuesdays and Thursdays and 12pm to 2pm on Mondays Wednesdays and Fridays. It was Three.
“Monday starts Finals Week so we don’t have classes today.” He said around his toothbrush before spitting in the sink. I nodded my head and headed down the hall to the kitchen. I saw the younger Uchiha brother leaning against the island bar staring out the window above the sink.
I made tea and sat it in front of him and he started sipping at it. Naruto came in ten minutes later, freshly showered and dressed in an orange t-shirt and a pair of crimson cargo pants. My little brother never dries his hair and hardly ever combs it. He shook his heads causing cool droplets of water to spray all over the half asleep Uchiha; starting the morning’s argument.
“Usuratonkachi!” the brunette hissed. Well at least he was awake now.
“Go take a shower duck-butt.” Naruto said as he popped some pop-tarts in the toaster. The icy glare Sasuke sent my brother could have frozen saltwater, but he left to do just that anyway. If it didn’t happen on a daily basis I would have laughed.
“Hey we should go on a road trip when school lets out.” Naruto said as he munched on the strawberry filled pastry. I glared at him.
“We don’t have enough money for that, yeah, and I have work.” I told him with a glare as I leaned against the sink.
“We could always bum from dad.” Naruto said with a shrug.
“The reason I moved out was to be my own person, yeah, I’m not going to rely on dad for anything.” Naruto shrugged again before inhaling the second pop-tart.
“It was just a suggestion. When was the last time you did anything for fun? I mean I haven’t seen you paint anything in a long time.” I froze at that. When was the last time I painted something? I suppose it was around the time I found out I had feelings for Itachi that weren’t platonic. Two years…damn.
“Come on, we could at least go to our summer home for the summer, Kyuu would be happy to see us.” I sighed and ran my hand down my face.
“I could try to get time off I guess.” I told him and he jumped with a fist in the air.
“Yatta!” Sasuke chose that moment to rejoin us. He was wearing a pair of light khaki cargo shorts and a blue t-shirt. He had the towel he had been using to dry his hair draped over his shoulders.
“What’s got you so excited dobe?” He asked before pouring himself another cup of tea.
“We’re going to our summer house for Summer Vacation!” Sasuke’s blinked at the news before a smirk crossed his face.
“Oh really, do you have room for one more?” He asked.
“Hey yeah that’s a good idea! We should invite Itachi too I bet he gets all stuffy in that office.” I froze at that. Why didn’t I think of that? It would be perfect. A week alone with Itachi? Well not really alone, but with? HELL YEAH!
“I ask when I get to work tonight, yeah.” I told them.
“Good! Try for two weeks, at least.” I sighed and rolled my eyes before ruffling my brother’s still damp locks.
“I’ll take what I can get, yeah,” I chuckled. “You should call Itachi Sasuke.” The younger Uchiha nodded and went to find his cell phone.
“I’m going to call Kyuubi!” Naruto said taking off in the direction of his room. I sighed and rubbed a sore spot at the base of my neck. Naruto had been right. I hadn’t had any time to have fun in a long time. I got caught up in work…for two years…
I walked into my room ignoring the mess of clothes that needed to be washed and pulled out my art supplies from my near empty closet. There was a covered canvas in the back and I pulled it out thumbing the edges fondly. I removed the sheet and stared at the painting of Itachi that had been my last painting.
It was raining. Itachi’s long raven locks were loose and wet but there was a smile on his face. A rare true smile even if it was a small one. There was a twinkle of fire in his onyx orbs as he looked at something outside of the picture. The background was a dark forest but it wasn’t a depressing picture. All because of the look on Itachi’s painted face.
I recovered it and set it on an empty easel I had sitting in between my closet and dresser. Naruto came in a second later and just looked at the easel and the covered painting with a small smile on his face.
“Me and Sasuke’s gonna go out for breakfast. You want anything?” He asked and I turned to look at him.
“Na I’m fine, yeah. I’m going to start working on something.” Naruto left my room with a grin on his face.
I stared at the covered painting for a good while before a smile of my own crossed my face.
I hadn’t worked on my manga in a while. It was based on my fantasy version of my life…staring a certain Uchiha. The main character’s name was Saiara Izamaki and his lover’s name was Seitachi Uchiwa. I smirked and got my drawing pens out. I started a new arch in my story.
The Sixty Days arch.
I just hoped it worked out in real life how it’s going to work out in my manga…
…