The Art of the Business

Disclaimer: I do no own Naruto, though I would like to.

Warning: This is Yaoi, so don't like don't read. Mild Language, alcohol usage, some violence, mature situations/ sexual content, and you can definitely count on lemons!

Special Thanks and dedication goes to my friend and fan Angelnin242 for making the request of this story!

Stage One

I'm Gonna Be A Super Model!

On a scale one to ten of the worse possible days to have to work, Monday would have to be an Eleven. What was it about beginning the week with a dismal mind set that made Mondays so much more memorable than the rest? Of course Orochimaru didn't seem to believe this day would be different from any other day or that it would have events less or by occasion more dramatic than the rest of the week. As far as he could tell, for the first several hours of doing mind numbing paper work on Monday was just the same as doing it on any other day. It truly was annoying to be a CEO of his modeling company.

As the main consultant of every problem each model and photograph faced, the job was severely stressful. It was no wonder he had little time for a life of his own. It was next to impossible for him to meet any nice, or easy by his definition, girl that wasn't in the business. He much rather have a relationship with someone who filled their stomach rather than deprive it. And in most cases, that position could easily be filled with a charming, young man, which was much more of Orochimaru's preference. Speaking of charming young men, Orochimaru wished one particular young male would start to get to work already. For the moment the phone is office rang defiantly in his ear, he knew exactly what the issue would be.

"Yes?" The aged man grumbled in an agitated voice before the caller even had a chance to say the first syllable. It was obvious he had lightly startled or even intimidated the other on the line, for they hesitated a moment before gathering enough courage to speak.

"Sorry to disturb you Orochimaru-sama, but the new model you hired; Haruna Sakura I believe, has gone missing for two hours now. We let her go on a break for ten minutes and she hasn't come back. Would please retrieve her so we may continue the shoot?" The photographer requested before hanging up.

Orochimaru felt an aura of frustration quickly set in over head as he calculated all the possible locations of the young model. He knew he really shouldn't have hired her. But they were really low on female models yesterday and he needed someone to fill in. in truth he though the girl was rather hideous in a way by personality. She was abnormally aggressive, which didn't suite any woman, especially with a modeling career. She seemed rather boy crazy at that. During her audition she couldn't stop staring at all the other male models. Not only that, but she wasn't all that attractive either. Orochimaru had simply ignored the rather eye-catching forehead of hers and the unusually small chest she had for even someone her age. Simple things could be fixed in the pictures or even hidden by clothing, but these attributes were particularly hard to accommodate to.

With this in mind, Orochimaru rose to his seat. He swore if she was off flirting with some guy on set he would fire her on the spot. His yellow snake-like eyes suddenly widened at that thought. Now that he thought about it, Sasuke was missing from his shoot and the two were rather quick to leave the night before. It was these simple facts that made him apprehensive a little pissed off. "He wouldn't dare. Not again..." The other's eyes narrowed with fury and he marched straight out of his office.

Uchiha Sasuke, the absolute best male model in the business had quite a reputation on his shoulders. Not only was he known for his unusually cold exterior that seemed to draw girls in like flies, he had a nasty tendency to woo any girl in the business and then them drop like a hot potato. There was no surprise how quickly he could charm a lady, and even a male, out of her clothes and into his bed. Normally Orochimaru wouldn't have any problem with Sasuke having quite the active sex life, but when it meant he would have to find at least seven different models each month, it became a big hassle. As anyone knows, girls tended to be less focused on the business when they've been dumped so mercilessly. Not to mention most would be furious and would quit before Orochimaru had the chance to fire them.

So Sakura would probably be no different from the rest. Orochimaru lead himself down a red and orange carpeted hallway until he came to the Sasuke's personal room. A seed of regret and annoyance planted itself firmly into his stomach as he stood outside Sasuke's room. It was practically impossible for anyone not to hear what was going on in there. Orochimaru rolled his eyes distastefully and prepared himself for the notorious Uchiha glare when he interrupts them. Though Orochimaru had a reputation for being quite vicious and intimidating himself, he had to share some of the title with Sasuke, who was a very close second.

With a disgruntle frown and furious eyes, Orochimaru firmly banged on the door just in case there was a likely chance they couldn't hear him. After several moments, he heard a brief grunt and the defined sound of irritated feet making its way toward him. As much as Orochimaru would have liked to give his duty to another, he knew Sasuke wouldn't listen to anyone other than himself, but not out of respect; simply to shut him up. So when the door finally opened, it was no surprise to the older man that a darkened eyed-glared faced him. Despite the fact he hired Sasuke all because of his fabulous body and not his lovable personality, he did not like having to see that perfectly chiseled form glistening in a small layer of sweat. Sasuke's already peculiar hair-do was unusually in disarray, not to mention he looked as pissed as hell to be there right now.

Orochimaru merely rose a skeptical brow and placed his hands on his hips. "Don't give me that look Uchiha. You know damn well I need all of my models present during their shoot. If you want to screw that badly I suggest you make a schedule that doesn't conflict with mine, understood?"

His only response was a moody 'hn' as the other stepped back, preparing to leave.

"Finish this up so we can get Sakura back to work this instant" was Orochimaru's last testament before taking his leave. He better things to do than keep a hormonal teen in place. An by the looks of it, Sasuke thought he had better things to do as well. Perhaps Sakura was not as fulfilling for him as he thought. Orochimaru couldn't help snicker at that thought; its what the brat deserved after all the trouble he put him through. As he neared his office once more, Orochimaru noticed he wasn't the only one heading for the door. Only a few steps from it was what appeared to be an apprehensive young blond. It was quit obvious he was nervous about something just from the pale face and fearful look in his uniquely big blue eyes. Orochimaru watched with mild interest as the boy seemed to be going through some breathing exercise before timidly reaching for the door knob. A snake-like smirk couldn't hide itself well on the other's face when he thought of the sheer possibility of this rather handsome lad wanting a job from him. He could easily grow use to working everyday if he knew an attractive assistant like that was here waiting for him. Then again he knew he would have to get rid of Kabuto for that and he had the young man as his assistant for so long it would be cruel to just kick him to the curb like that. So his only hope would be that the boy would ask for a modeling job here, which would be ten times better considering he could watch his shoots any time he felt like it.

"Hey kid, what you here for?" Orochimaru called out abruptly, losing his patience with walking to find out. Apparently he was a little too good at up holding his scary reputation, for the teen practically screamed his head off and jumped nearly two feet into the air.

"Don't scare me like that!" The blonde yelled boisterously, so much that Orochimaru had to cover his ears. So much for expecting the kid to be all shy and quiet. His assumptions were never this wrong before, yet here stood his perfect paradox. The boy seemed to calm down quickly and faced him with quizzical eyes, "you wouldn't happen to be Orochimaru-sama would you?" He asked skeptical.

That was the simplest spark he needed in order to brighten once more. "Why yes I am. Is there anything I can help you with?" he asked, his smirk widening into a glorious grin.

Oddly enough those vivid aqua eyes shamefully dropped to the floor where they seemed almost frightened by his own yellow orbs. "I was hoping I could apply for a job..." He asked hesitantly.

Orochimaru arched up a single curious brow. "As a model I'm presuming?" He questioned. He was inwardly giving a celebratory dance when the other nodded his head briefly. "Alright then let's fill out some papers and then I'll let you begin the audition." He explained, coming up to the door and unlocking it for the both of them.

Today would certainly be his lucky day if this boy had any talent whatsoever. At this point, Orochimaru couldn't care less if the cute blond could really model, shoot that was what coaches were for. If he could, he would merely be hiring people to quench his uncontrollable libido. With that thought in mind, he hurriedly made his way to his desk at the opposite end of his office. The blond silently moved off to the side, his eyes curiously glancing over everything in the room as Orochimaru started to invade his desk in search of the registration papers.

"Crap! Where are they?!" Orochimaru hissed grumpily as he slammed the third drawer he had checked. it looked like he had used up the last he had in his office. "Alright, I can't find any here. If you don't mind following me to the audition room, I could run some more off." He insisted in taking the boy with him since he didn't trust anyone in his office alone. Even if the blond looked pretty harmless, it was a habit of his to be paranoid about everyone thing to set him up for failure in the business.

The blond looked sheepishly up and nodded. "Uh, okay." Orochimaru waved his hand toward the door as if singling their departure. He headed down the hall after locking up his office again, the teen following beside him. Orochimaru noticed the kid wasn't much a talker to stranger since they had made it to the shooting room and not a single word had been exchanged between the two of them. Actually, he rather liked the thought of the boy being shy. Timid people were always so fun to mess with.

Beautiful blue eyes stared up in sudden fascination when they came into the other room. Several workers were hustling around the area with papers and fabrics while the photographer was setting up the background he wanted for the shoot. Orochimaru lightly smirked seeing the boy's interest. But that pleased look quickly faded when he saw Sakura and Sasuke enter in on the opposite side of the room. "Um, kid how about you go fix me a cup of coffee and I'll get the papers" he more so ordered than suggested. "Black, with two creams ." He replied.

The boy nodded and rushed over to the refreshment table where several trays of food and coffee machines were stationed up. Orochimaru walked over, heading toward his very late models. Sakura, seeing the man approach with an obviously angered look on his face, quickly ran off to meet the photograph so she could begin. "See you later Sasuke-kun..." She cooed with a brief kiss on his cheek.

Sasuke merely rolled his eyes and gave a indifferent 'hn'. He reverted his attention to his rather testy looking employer once Sakura was gone. "Something wrong?" Sasuke asked in a voice that portrayed boredom and disregard to Orochimaru's presence.

"Cut the crap Uchiha. You know very well what's wrong." Orochimaru hissed. "I want you off the set. You are nothing but a distraction to my models and crew." He insisted. "If we need you for a shoot, then we'll call you." The older man hissed.

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "Calm down, I was just about to go." He said in a drawl voice. "Beside nothing interests me here." He huffed. He was just about to turn on his heels and leave when a sudden crashing sound filled the air. Several eyes, including Orochimaru and Sasuke's, directed to the source of the sound.

Sasuke's rose a curious brow as he watched a frantic blond, waving his hand quickly as though he had burn it. He suddenly seemed to noticed the shattered coffee cup on the floor, now spilling a puddle of steaming hot coffee around him. With a cute little yelp he crouched down onto the floor with some napkins and tried to clean it up. Sasuke thought it was rather stupid of him since the coffee would still be just as hot on the floor than in the cup...

"Gah!" The blond quickly drew back his hand again.

Orochimaru sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Good grief, is there any sensible person here than myself?" he moaned.

Sasuke smirked surely and crossed his arms almost in a satisfied matter. "You know that kid?"

"Yeah," Orochimaru signed once more, "he's auditioning to be a model here." He explained.

Black eyes flickered intriguingly as the boy was bending down. "He might not have much of a brain, but he has was fine ass..." Sasuke remarked, grabbing Orochimaru's attention instantly.

"What? Oh no you don't Uchiha. Keep your perverted thoughts to yourself. I can't afford to have you corrupting another one of my models." Orochimaru advised seriously.

"Um, Master Orochimaru!" One of the assistants called out, trying to get some help.

"Be right there." He turned to Sasuke once more. "Look, I have things to do, so can I trust you to take care of the kid until I'm available." Sasuke merely shrugged his shoulders. "Fine, well I think the registration papers should be over there, help him fill it out and do the interview. Remember Sasuke, no funny stuff" he warned.

Sasuke smirked widely and nodded. "Oh you can count on me Orochimaru. I'll take good care of him."

Orochimaru just had a feeling he was making a big mistake, but he didn't have all the time he would like to take care of this himself. Besides how much harm could Sasuke do in such a short amount of time anyway?

The raven haired teen suavely made his way over to the table as the other started picking up the broken pieces of the cup. "You sure know how to mess things up don't you dobe?" Sasuke mocked as he stood over head. It only took one look from those big, dreamy aquaria eyes to make Sasuke eat his own words. How could anyone look so breath-takingly beautiful. Sasuke had never before seen such deep and mesmerizing eyes.

Despite the beauty of them, the other was looking at him with a furious glare. "Hey, the name is Naruto Uzumaki!" the blond declared defensively.

Sasuke made a mental note of that, as well as this guy being very easy to affect. He barely had to do anything to get a name out of him. "Well Naruto, you've made quite a mess of things." He taunted. He leaned down and carefully helped the blond pick up the shards of glass. This seemed to catch Naruto off guard as he stared at the raven haired teen. Sasuke noticed it quickly and smirked. "Quit staring dobe, or I might just think you were checking me out." Sasuke pointed out.

He couldn't help grinned inwardly when he noticed the vivid red run over the boy's cheeks almost instantly. "I was not!" Naruto shouted at the top of his voice, causing Sasuke to wince a bit. His eyes quickly scrambled away from the other. He wasn't staring, he assured himself. He was just...curious. He had to admit at the time he was think this guy was incredibly handsome that all the girls must like him. And even though his voice wasn't so nice, he had bothered to help out at least, which meant he couldn't be all that bad.

"Well whatever the case Naruto, we need to progress with your interview for the job." Sasuke advised, standing up straight and dusting himself off. "If you follow me we can get started."

Naruto hesitated before standing up as well. Maybe he had his work cut out for him if all his competing coworkers looked as good as this guy did. Naruto sighed and followed after him. He hoped with all his heart he could make a name for himself in this business. He just had too...

To Be Continued...

A/N: Thank you all so much for reading the first chapter of my new story. I'm so excited about writing this, I can't wait to have up the next chapter. So please leave a review and I will feel more than obliged to update very soon! I really want to know what you all think!