Campaign of Distraction

Previously:
Itachi smiled and ruffled his brother's hair in a loving gesture. "Good; now come with me so I can introduce you to Jiraiya; he'll be keeping an eye on you."

Sasuke turned back to Itachi at the mention of the white haired old man. “Wait.. What?”
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Campaign of Distraction Ch. 6
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Sasuke felt his upper lip curl at the mention of having some guy watching him but followed his brother nonetheless and hopefully without that creepy bastard noticing him.

Jiraiya carefully wiped his mouth with a napkin to get rid of all the sugar from his doughnut and threw Itachi and his new friend a sunny smile before waving. He still had a little bit of food in his mouth so talking would have to wait.

Itachi walked the rest of the way to the older man and gave the white haired manager a smile. "Hey Jiraiya, I have a little favor to ask..." He gently pushed Sasuke forward. "This little brat of mine; is Sasuke, he's my little brother who demanded I bring him here today. I need you to watch him while they're filming; please?" The last sentence was a bit of a plea and whine at the same time; if that were possible.

Jiraiya re-evaluated this short person before him. Now that he took a good look, the family resemblance was undeniable. But how an underage little heartbreaker like Sasuke had beaten his brother into breaking an unspoken rule was beyond him. But, Itachi had always been a good counter to his clients, so… "That, I can do."

Sasuke kept a blank expression on his face under the other manager’s scrutiny. Like most adults, this one would probably treat him like a baby who didn’t understand what he was seeing.

Itachi gave a sigh of relief and handed the boy over to the snacking man. "So, am I working with one of yours today?" He asked casually as Sasuke stood between them.

"Jiraiya nodded and looked around for his most prized actor, who young as he was looked like he was going to be quite the money maker.”He's not here at the moment but I'm sure he'll walk in shortly. He's not in the habit of getting to work late."

Just then, the door opened and Itachi saw a familiar head of blond hair walk into the room quickly; clothes being shed as he walked and robe being flung around his shoulders. "Yeah yeah I know I'm late. But you should see the people on the roads; it's like, how did they even get a fucking driver's license?"

The blond sat in a fold out chair and proceeded to get his hair and make-up done, not bothering to close the robe; everyone's going to see him naked anyway, so what's the point?

Jiraiya visibly relaxed with his newest client safely in sight and getting ready for work. It sure beat the hell out of scrambling to find someone to take his place. "I see. Well I'm always glad when my potential number one is so punctual."

Sasuke stared unblinkingly at the man who just yesterday let him stay at his house when he ran away. He couldn't believe it was really him... who would have guessed. He wondered how his brother was going to react to this.

Itachi stared just like his little brother and the familiar tanned man with his robe flared open to reveal generous genitals and a well muscled chest. He knew his mouth was hanging open but he couldn't help it, or stop thinking about how the man who'd picked his brother off the street ended up with the same job he had. "You… You’re."

Naruto looked over at hearing a familiar voice. Long black hair; gorgeous body... Oh yea, and the brat, who happened to be here? "Hey! What a coincidence isn't it? The brat sure does have you by the balls doesn't he?" A smug smile graced the blond haired man's features as he started to prepare his cock for action.

Sasuke growled at the brat comment but decided to stay quiet; let's see how his Aniki handled this.

Jiraiya cleared his throat and skeptically eyed Itachi and his little brother. Since the two men knew each other, they should be able to perform well together, but the blond obviously didn’t have that good an impression of the two black haired people from that comment. "Ahem, I think it's a little early for that kind of banter Kyuubi."

Itachi fumed silently and narrowed his eyes at the blonde’s handsome face. He already knew that Sasuke pretty much got whatever he wanted but having a complete stranger make such an issue over it was something else.

Sasuke looked confusedly at Jiraiya. "What, Kyuubi? That's not his name; it’s Naruto. He told me himself." He looked back at the blond and for some reason couldn't take his eyes off the man. There he was; a sex God with tanned skin; golden locks and a hard body that any chick or guy would die for; not to mention the huge erection the man was now sporting. Sasuke knew he wasn’t naïve about sexual subjects and he knew a good cock when he saw one. He couldn’t explain how he knew… he just did.

Naruto wasn't paying any attention; opting to yell at the stylist instead. "No, no, no! Don't use that shade; last time you did, it made me look like a damn clown. Have you ever seen clowns in porn? Yeah, me either; let's not start the trend now..."

"Naruto’s stage name is Kyuubi. How do you know him anyway? You can't be old enough to see his work."

Itachi looked at his brother, who was absorbing Naruto's nakedness, and tried to strangle the urge to shout and drag his beloved brother out of the building and throw the underage boy into the trunk. This was not good! Of course it was natural to get yourself warmed up for a shoot but that wasn’t something he wanted Sasuke exposed to! "I think that's about enough for today Sasuke!"

Itachi flung his arm around his brother’s shoulders and tried to bodily force his brother away from Naruto and the rest of the crew. He was going to hell for this! There was no other place for him when he died.

Sasuke tried to get away from his brother as Naruto smirked and stood up. "Aw come on, what's wrong with letting the little guy watch? He has to be exposed to this sometime, right?" Naruto walked up to Itachi until he was practically an inch away. "Besides; he should start getting used to me; I mean we will be working together on this movie for a whole day... And who knows… we might work together again."

Itachi stared at the blond sex God in front of him and couldn't help but stay quiet. He finally got himself under control and realized that Sasuke had been ushered away by Jiraiya while he had been ogling Naruto. "It's true that he can watch whatever he wants. I just would rather him not watch ME engaging in this type of work." He smirked just a bit at the blond. "You understand right?"

"Not really. I've never had a little brother to worry about." The blond smirked winningly at Itachi and turned to get his clothes on for the shoot. Well that, and to avoid Itachi's pasty manager.

Itachi blinked as he heard his name being called and cringed as he realized it was his manager. He really did not like Orochimaru; he was the last person you'd want to be around if you were under eighteen. He turned and headed over in his direction to see what the man wanted.

Meanwhile, Sasuke was being hauled out of the room by a smiling Jiraiya who stopped off at the refreshment table first before heading through the door. "Let me go! I'm not a damn kid; I can do whatever I want!" He said trying to pull himself away from the older man.

Jiraiya smiled for all he was worth as he juggled a squirming Sasuke in one hand and a much needed cup of coffee in the other. This was going to be a long day. "In this industry you are still a kid and until you hit eighteen, you can’t just go wandering; especially with Orochimaru wandering around somewhere. He only needs five minutes alone with you to make you regret your life."

Back on the set, Orochimaru licked his lips as his business associate hauled the fresh meat out of the room by the arm. This was going to be a pleasant challenge. He turned back to Itachi who had just made his way across the room. "I see you’ve met Kyuubi, quite impressive isn’t he? Well, him and that new person you brought with you."

Itachi blinked for a moment. Damn; he was hoping that his manager hadn't seen Sasuke. "Is there something work related you needed to discuss with me? If not; then I'd like to get ready."

"Oh you're a cruel one, Ita, bringing some fresh talent in and not introducing me. Especially since I've lost Junko to that big corporation out of Chicago, I'm in dire need of someone to take up all her work." The pale manager imagined doing the most delicious things to that young boy Jiraiya had herded out. Just an hour with that one would make his day.

Itachi saw the look in his manager’s eyes and turned around to head for his make-up artist. "He's not interested; trust me." he said over his shoulder as he made his way across the room; thereby ending the discussion.

Outside the room; Sasuke was still arguing with Jiraiya about what it meant to be a kid. "Alright then; why was my brother doing this when he was only sixteen? Answer that one if you're so smart!"

"Because he faked his ID and found some manager that was willing to look the other way most likely! It would explain why Orochimaru was particularly interested in him until recently." Jiraiya dragged his charge off to another warehouse sized room where a bunch of scantily clad girls were bounding around and generally just goofing off while the lighting crew put the finishing touches on their set. It looked like a shoot for the playboy mansion.

Sasuke scrunched up his face and looked the other way. "Ew... I hate girls. Where are all the guys? I want to see guys." He said the last bit with a little pout; one could almost see him stomp his foot in a childlike manner.

Jiraiya took a swig from his black coffee and looked at the short Uchiha next to him. Seemed this Sasuke and Itachi came from the same cut of cloth as far as sexual preferences. It was obvious that Itachi had gotten the lion’s share of manners and respect for his elders. "I'm making my rounds with my clients. Next stop will be with more men than you could shake a stick at."

One of the ladies in the shoot stopped running her fingers through her hair extensions long enough to wave at her manager before the white haired man walked off for another filming room.

Meanwhile back in the costume room Naruto was staring at the small pile of clothing that he would be wearing at the start of the shoot. For this particular kind of film, there was less clothing. Not that the blond minded; he was willing to do pretty much anything.

The blue eyed porn actor picked up a black Speedo form the top of the pile and slithered into it with a grin. It was almost too small to do much good. Next came black ass-less chaps made form soft leather and smelling like they'd never been worn before.

The blond smiled as he took a deep breath of the new leather scent and sighed. It was one of those things he loved about his job; he was always equipped with the best quality clothing and he got to keep them; part of his contract. The young man picked out a rather odd leather contraption next made of two straps stitched together in the shape of an X that was unlike anything he'd seen before.

Naruto frowned and overlooked the odd bit of clothing in favor of the midnight blue silk shirt underneath it. Long sleeves and a deep V neck hung loosely as the blond carefully pulled the cool material over his head and let the soft cloth gently slide down his well muscled arms and chest. Goosebumps erupted form tanned skin as the shirt fell into place revealing just enough chest to appeal to both genders while still giving the impression of dominance.

Finished with the outfit, the blond picked up the weird leather ‘X’ thing once more and glared at it. Someone was going to help him and they were going to help him NOW. "Just staring at this isn’t helping. Hey! Which one of you faceless nimrods thought it was a good idea to throw me a curveball? I AM NOT AMUSED WITH THIS!"

Naruto stormed off to find the nearest costume assistant and accost her with the offending bits of leather.

The woman was obviously startled but regained her composure as she took the material from him. "Oh! I'm so sorry. My co-worker must have forgotten to tell you what this was for." She proceeded to show him how to put it on; fitting it over his shoulder so the 'X' went across his chest and back. "There you go. Then once they give you your props, they'll go in the back. I apologize again." she said as she bowed slightly before running off to do something else away from the irate man.

Itachi was finally finished with his make-up and hair and proceeded to the wardrobe room to get his outfit on. He had heard the loud outburst from his co-star and wondered what had happened and if the blond was always that temperamental.

He figured he wouldn’t be wearing that much; judging from what the others he'd seen had on.

When he entered the room, his jaw dropped at the sight of Naruto. Damn, he was just too hot for his own good. It still wasn't lost on him how ironic it was that they would have the same job and be working together. He really needed to thank whoever invented fate. Or he needed to thank Sasuke for running away…

Untying his robe, he let the cottony material fall to the floor and headed over to his designated pile; or rather piece of clothing. A simple black silk thong was all he'd be wearing it seemed like; at least until he had to take it off. He noticed the collar also on the pile. Looked like he'd be doing a BDSM scene again. For some reason his manager always seemed to get him parts in that particular genre.

Naruto huffed at having to go find help to get his costume on and didn't turn to look at who else was getting dressed. Not that it mattered much to the blond. A job was a job and any shoot that paid well was worth a little irritation, At least he hadn’t gotten any migraines yet. The producer on his last shoot had been so freaking stupid he'd nearly screamed at her on principle.

The director; a new recruit was trying to get attention to all of the men and women on the set. It was set up for now as a rather elegant meeting hall; supposedly Naruto's home, where said man ran a harem of both males and females.

He cleared his throat and tried once more to get the attention of the actors but wasn't having any luck.

Naruto sighed and growled to himself. This director didn’t seem much better than the last one he'd worked with. "ALL OF YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP BEFORE I HAND EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU YOUR ASSES IN A PAPER BAG!" Naruto ignored the stares and glares his exclamation had earned him and pointedly looked around to make sure that everyone was silent.

The director gave a grateful thank you as he started to do his job. "Alright, Kyuubi, you'll be walking in front of all your slaves and assigning them their clients for the day. Itachi, you'll be led in by a seller whom Kyuubi had just bought you from. Let's try to get this in one take."

Itachi made his way off set until he was to be led in and proceeded to watch the blond in action.

Outside, Sasuke was utterly bored. "Can I go see my brother now? We've been to like five rooms and they all sucked; and not in the good way."

"No. If everything’s going as planned, the shoot’s starting and I really don’t think your brother would want you seeing THAT. Your brother’s manager would be at my throat if his star pupil suddenly suffered performers fright when he saw you." The old man continued to talk his charge’s ear off in this manner as a girl limped past with a pair of broken stiletto heels still on her feet.

Sasuke saw this particular girl and a plan started to form in his head. "Um, Mr. Jiraiya, sir? There's a girl over there and she's limping; maybe she's hurt." he said with mock concern. But coming from a 'little kid' he pulled it off.

Jiraiya stopped his monologue and looked at the girl in question. She was wobbling on her feet and trailing filmy gauze that rippled with every jerky movement the girl made. Maybe she'd just sprained her ankle but it was better to be safe than sorry. "You stay here while I see if she's alright."

Sasuke's smile was anything but angelic as he made his way back to the room his brother was in as soon as Jiraiya was out of his sight.

TBC

Next Chapter will be the scene (kind of like a PWP in the story) So it will be as if it’s a separate fic… XDD If that makes any sense!!!