Just Business

Chapter 5


A/N: Yes, I am aware I’ve left our poor SIK employees at Big O without an update, but that will be remedied with the next chapter. I am also sorry it is taking so long to get these chapters typed and placed. But thanks to everyone reading. Now back to the story.

** ALso to Tall tree-san:: I have very little time for writing, hence why my updates are soo slow. (I have this hand written for 28 chapters) and teh sequal as well. But I love your idea. If you don't mind it taken a while to actually get posted/updated, I would be willing to give it a shot.

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It was like watching a rather grisly auto wreck. He knew he should look away, but his eyes refused to cooperate. His mouth watered just catching a glimpse out of the corner of his eye. The bending, swaying form would be his death.. And the blonde was completely oblivious to the ravenous raven’s gaze as he danced between the file cabinet and the desk. It hadn’t taken him long to figure out Naruto’s system and set to work.

Hell. If anything, he had to admit that Demyx was more
efficient than Naruto ever was. Looking back at the planner,his eyebrow rose. he’d only been here for four hours and already reworked his schedule not to mention reducing Itachi’s paperwork on his desk by half. Demyx was an amazing assistant. ‘There is only one problem.’ He thought as his eyes slowly drifted to the writhing form again. He was too distracting a tidbit. Maybe Kisame was right. Maybe he was overdue a little fun.

Settling on the blonde as he leaned against his desk facing the two way wall, Itachi drank in the sight. His new assistant was pleasantly talking to the person on the phone; breath taking smile in place. Itachi’s groan slipped past his lips as DEmyx leaned across the desk to reach for a pen.

Turning, DEmyx sat lightly upon the hard surface; legs spread slightly as he wrote the message. “Yes. Yes, sir. I have the message and I will make certain Mr. Uchiha receives it immediately. Thank you. Have a nice day, sir.” Twisting his upper body once more, Demyx replaced the receiver. His sigh settled softly in the silent room. Turning to get up and deliver the message to his new boss, Demyx’s heart nearly exploded as he met the cold gaze. His hand grasped his chest before a breathy, “Mr. Uchiha! You startled me. I was just... goi...ummm.... wh...what are you doing?”


Those sparkling emeralds widened even more as the dark haired god stepped between his still spread legs. Reaching forward, a soft , pale hand gracefully caressed his cheek. Closing his eyes, the soft contented sigh ruffled those soft raven locks as the descended. Barely a whisper of movement alerted the poor blond as his mouth was devoured suddenly. The nibbling on his lower lip was the only askance he needed as his mouth opened to allow his aggressor in.


It was a heated tongue tag that they played for minuets... or was it hours...before their lungs reminded them that air was needed. But it seemed the raven needed other things just as much. Reclaiming the mouth again, Itachi’s hands
slowly circled the strong legs around him. The moan gifted to him was more delicious then his beloved dango. But that was not now. Now, all he needed was the treat before him. Moving slightly, the blond broke the kiss gently and started nibbling along the strong neck. Itachi had to bite back his own moan. One quick bite jerked the Uchiha’s eyes open. When had he closed them?

The sight before him was enough to make him come alone. All that lithe, lean, strong, naked flesh sitting before him. Licking the neck in apology, Demyx slowly nibbled his way up to the delectable ear. He took a lobe gently between his teeth. Suckling a bit as a newborn kitten, Demyx purred gently. “Get on with it, Itachi.”


Crimson eyes swirled quickly. Without even asking what the blond meant, Itachi acted. Ramming in to the hilt, his lips sought to drink in the glorious scream of his partner. Like all Uchiha his patience was large, but waiting for the tasty blonde beneath him to adjust was almost more than he could bare. Finally as he though his iron will would break, Demyx started grinding into him. Taking the silent and none too silent cues to move, Itachi began the slow pace. Barely caressing the nerves lodged within, he teased the blonde into a whimpering mass.


“Itachi! PLEASE!!!!” Those gorgeous hips rocked up to meet him. Clenching around him, the tight cavern drained the last of his will. Growling fiercely, he pounded the boy mercilessly with his cries of pleasure spurring him on. “Itachi, I... I’m going...”

It was soo close now. Grabbing the neglected length, Itachi stroked the blond in time to his ungodly pace. “That’s it, baby. Come for me.”

Sitting up, wide eyed, Demyx opened his mouth in a scream that everyone in the building could here. “ITACHI-”


“-iha. Are you there?” The crackling of the intercom didn’t disrupt the music of his voice.

Dark crimson clouded in agony as his head landed upon his planner with a thunk. A dream. That was all it had been. Fighting a groan, his hand pressed the button to answer the angel’s call. “Yes, Demyx?” His own muffled voice answered within the pages.

“There is a Mr. Hyuuga on line one for you. Also I have several documents that require signatures from Mr. Uzumaki and Mr. Jenova before faxing them to the contractors. Shall I
deliver them?”


Sighing to regain himself, he straightened. “Yes. Once they have signed them ask them to join me here. Tell them the conference call we’ve been expecting has arrived.”


“Yes, sir. Shall I reschedule your meeting with development?”


“Hn.” Quick thinking on Demyx’s part. He’d forgotten about that one. Pondering for a moment, he had the perfect solution. “No. That will not be necessary. You will go in my stead; just take appropriate notes and instruct them I shall get back to them with a reply.” This way Demyx would be out of the way for the conference and he didn’t have to rush to the meeting. Two birds with one stone indeed.

“Um. Of course, Mr. Uchiha. I will leave immediately.” Tightening even more, Itachi’s pants strained to hold his already throbbing member. Demyx’s wide green eyes was almost his end. After watching the blonde grab the required instruments, Itachi forced himself to calm down. Kisame in a thong...Kisame in a bikini... Kisame in drag..... Round and round the thoughts swirled in an ever nauseating mantra to shrivel even the hardest man quickly. After only a few moment, Itachi picked up the receiver.


“Mr. Hyuuga? Do you have a report?” A few moments passed before the equally neutral Neji answered.

“Yes, sir. Sorry about that I was getting rid of a
distraction.”

“Very well. We will wait for the others to arrive. Is this a secure line and location?” Itachi’s eyebrow rose as sounds of a scuffle and muffled curses drifted over the line.


“It is now, sir. I just had to convince Naruto to return to work.”


“Ah. I see.” Movement out of the corner of his eye
caught his attention. Flowing red and silver passed quickly
through the door. “It seems Kyuubi and Sephiroth have arrived. I will place you on speaker. “ Pressing the button, he leaned back in his chair. “Proceed, Neji.”


“Thank you. We have all been entered into employment
with The Big O in various levels. Naruto has been accepted as the vice president’s personal assistant. He says that nothing is abnormal except that his new boss and I quote: ‘has a stick up his ass like Teme, but a bizarre sense of humor.’ He did overhear a little bit of a conversation about an outside project they have entered into with a small company. He was unable to hear the details, but did hear mention of the name
Marly.”


“Hn. Interesting. It may be nothing, but tell everyone to keep their ears open.”


“Understood. Sai is the assistant to one of the directors and has nothing to report. I was placed on security and have , so far, found nothing strange. Menma and the others, as well, have nothing to report.”


Thinking, he leaned forward. Perhaps they were wasting their time? No. Better safe than sorry. “Thank you, Neji.
Report back if anything new develops.”


“Yes, sir.”


A click then silence greeted the three. Turning to the view outside, Itachi rose from his seat. “What do you make of this?”


He could hear the thoughtful frown in his silver
partner’s voice. “Interesting. I’ve heard the name Marly before, but am unable to think where.”


“I know. For some reason that aspect nags at me. I
mean... WHY, with the merge so close, would they start an
outside project with a small company? It doesn’t make sense.”
Kyuubi worried his lower lip in thought.


“It maybe nothing more than a simple catered event, but I agree. It seems ...fishy to me.”


“Did someone mention me?” The door closed softly behind the shark man as he entered.


Sighing, Itachi started feeling the headache begin again. “Kisame, how many times do I have to tell you not to
enter when the entrance light is on?”


“Well, it WOULD help if said light was on in the first place.” He snickered as Itachi’s gaze settled on him through his fingers massaging his forehead.


“What?”


“You forgot to flip the switch, dumbass. Just be
thankful it was me and not one of the newbies.” Flipping a
closed envelop onto the irritated raven’s desk, he moved to
lean against the wall. “So what’s got everyone so thoughtful all of a sudden?”


“Neji just called with a report.”

“So what did the little hair whore have to say?”


Nothing so far. The only thing was a little bit of conversation Naruto managed to pick up about an outside project with a small company.”


Frowning, Kisame’s eyes met Itachi’s. “Did he catch a
name?”


“Not of the company, no. But he caught an employee’s name. Marly.”


His frown deepened. The name Marly could be hundreds of people, but for some reason a certain blonde boyfriend flashed to mind. Filing the thought away, he shook his head. “If that numbskull of a brother can get a better name, I may be able to track down the rest.”


Nodding, Itachi moved back to his seat. “Very well.” He watched as the others started to leave before speaking again. “By the way, shall we all gather tomorrow night?”


Freezing, three pairs of eyes settled on him. Even
Sephiroth was startled. It took a few moments before Kyuubi found his voice. “You mean you REALLY want to go out? YOU?”


Itachi’s cool remained as he once more started back on the paperwork. “Yes. I have given Kisame’s words this
morning some thought and I believe he is correct. I have been working too hard and am overdue a little relaxation.”


If Kyuubi didn’t know better, he’d think the world was
ending. Sephiroth, on the other hand, attributed his newfound
interest to the newest blonde addiction.


“Well SURE! It’s been a while since we’ve ALL gone out. And I know just the place. It’s called Valentines and believe me you’ll have fun.”


Snorting, one raven brow rose slightly.”Valentines? Sounds like we should wear dresses or something.”

“Don’t let Vincent, the owner, hear you say that. He’s
got a reputation.” The evil chuckle slithered down their
spines.


“Wait. Wait. You don’t happen to mean Vincent Valentine do you? As in the most feared berserker in Hunter Corps? HELL NO! I’d never mention anything like that!” Sephiroth barely escaped a whipping as Kyuubi’s red tresses whirled around his desperately shaking head. Everyone missed Sephiroth’s muttered “He’s not all THAT great.”


Itachi’s sigh, as well, went unnoticed. “That sounds
fine. We will meet there at”


“Nine.”


“Nine?” Blinking his cool onyx eyes settled on his
enthused friend.


“Yeah, nine. It’s the best time. You can catch the live
musicians on stage and the dance floor’s already packed with CHOICE specimens. Any later and the best ones are taken.” Sharp teeth clicked in anticipation. If he was lucky, not only would he get some action tomorrow night, but maybe a certain blonde singer would be there for him to torment. A little more salt in Demyx’s wounds would be perfect
entertainment.


Not aware of Kisame’s ulterior motive, Itachi nodded slightly. “Agreed. Nine it is then.”


“GREAT!”Trust the energetic Uzumaki to bound right in. “I can’t wait! It’ll be like old times!” Grabbing his lover’s hand, he strolled quickly past the door. “We’ve got some ‘work’ to get back to so if there isn’t anything else?”


Itachi shook his head as he picked up the envelop. The other took their leave, or so he thought. “By the way, Itachi. I was hoping to meet your new assistant. Did you get tired of
him already?”


Something about his friend’s predatory grin warned him against saying too much. “Actually, no. I sent him to the Development meeting in my stead. He’s actually very efficient.” His own smirk crept forth. “In fact, I may let him keep the job.”


“And what about Naruto?” Kisame’s laughter exploded at his serpentine smirk and cocked brow. Shaking his head, Kisame nodded to wards the envelop. “You’re not the only one. Kakashi’s actually asked me to permenantely add his new assistant. Hell, he just smiled when I told him of the background check process. Saying ‘Take your time. I’m sure I
can keep him satisfied until then.’ and poofed off as usual. I swear that guy needs a lay more than you.” Turning around, he missed the Uchiha death glare baring down on his back. “Anyway. Take a look over those documents and send them back down to me
when you’re done.”


“Hn.” Was the only answer dignified the shark as he
left, but it was enough. Opening the envelop, he started reading over the information gathered so far on the newest SIK employees.