Counterfeit Agreement

Chapter Two

-Immigration Office-

"Don't you ever stop working?"Akito asked as he and Natsumi sat in the waiting room to be called back to begin their visa. "It's tiring just watching you." He sighed.

Natsumi glanced up from her phone and rolled her eyes. "Please. Things need to be taken care of, simple as that. Now shut up and get me something to eat, I'm starving."

"Get it yourself." He said, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms. "I'm not working for you at the moment, so I don't have to do what you say."

She glared at him, "Are you really this dickish when you aren't my assistant?" she wondered, focusing back forward. "Because you're really starting to irritate me. You're supposed to be in love with m, remember."

"Well the same goes to you." The Uchiha said. "So it wouldn't kill you to quit being so pms-y and ask me to do things for you nicely, instead of ordering me around like some servant."

"You know what you-"

"Sabaku no Natsumi." They both heard called from the front. The pink haired woman let out an annoyed breath.

"About time." She said lowly, grabbing her purse and walking towards him, dressed in another tight pencil skirt and a white button up blouse that was tucked in to her skirt. She glanced back at Akito and arched a delicate brow. "Hurry up will you?"

He refrained from rolling his eyes and stood, following her into the room. "Of course dear." He said.

They both followed the woman who called them back and finally were pulled into a small office. "Wait here." She told them, before leaving them to themselves.

Natsumi looked around the office and then to the nameplate sitting on the desk. "I don't remember this being part of the process when I got my student visa…"

"It probably has something to do with the fiancé visa." Akito said, crossing his arms and leaning against one of the filing cabinets.

She sat down in one of the two chairs that were seated in front of the desk. She looked back down to her phone and began typing out an email. The door opened then and a man walked in. He was short and slim, but had a stern face, that looked anything but friendly. He went around the desk, focusing on the two of them and then clearing his throat. "Mr…" he trailed off, glancing down at the papers on his desk. "Uchiha?" he blinked, his expression turning to one of awe. "As in Uchiha Fugaku?"

"He is my grandfather." Akito said. "I am Uchiha Akito."

Natsumi appeared confused and glanced back at her assistant. Well that was weird. The man nodded. "Well Mr. Uchiha, please have a seat." he gestured to the open chair beside the woman. "My name is Mr. Finder. And it has been flagged that you, Sabaku no Natsumi, are no longer welcome in the country on your own. Now, of course, we checked with your office, and it's funny no one you work with seems to know that you two are a couple, nonetheless engaged."

"Well," Akito said as he sat down. "Natsumi and I didn't want it to look like favoritism when I got promoted within the next week, or anything of the like. Besides, it isn't entirely professional, for an editor to be dating their assistant." He gave the man a friendly smile. "So we acted as if nothing between us had changed, and saved it all for outside the office."

"Is that so?" he nodded, shifting his dark eyes to Natsumi.

She looked from Akito to the immigration lawyer and nodded. "Um yes, we didn't want to cause a scene at work. We're both very professional people."

"Uh huh." He nodded, obviously not believing them. "Well. Since this is such an unusual case, we're going to have to do some investigating and questioning. We'll put you in rooms separately and see just how much you truly know about each other. Ask you questions only a real couple would know."

"Perfect." The Uchiha nodded. "When do you want to schedule that? We actually have other plans today, and aren't available."

"I was thinking sometime next week." He said pulling out his schedule and picking up a pen.

Natsumi tried not to allow her panic appear on her face. She couldn't answer questions about Akito only given a week to study. What were they going to ask anyways? "We can't next week." She found herself saying. "We were going to go, um, visit his family. For a gathering…reunion type…thing." She explained, trying to remember any details he had said about it the day before. "Kind of like a mini vacation. We're finally going to tell his family the big news." She smiled, feeling confident in this lie.

"And where is this reunion going to be?" the man asked, looking to Natsumi for the answer.

She paused, schooling her expression. "Back where my fiancé is from. I don't know why I'm doing all the talking here." She laughed, placing her hand on Akito's knee and giving it a tight squeeze.

"It's in Aspen." The Uchiha said, not missing a beat. "Colorado."

"Yup. Colorado." Natsumi nodded.

The lawyer gave them both a skeptical stare. "You're both…going to Colorado next week?"

Akito nodded. "We're flying over in one of my family's private jets." He said.

"Interesting. Well then. I guess we'll just have to make it for the following week. Will that work for you?"

"Should be fine with me." Natsumi said, looking back to Akito. "My schedule isn't too full on Monday is it?"

He met her gaze. "We're free until three, when Mr. Truitt wants to meet with you and Simon about his book signing."

Mr. Finder nodded and wrote down the time. "Alright then. How does nine sound?"

"Perfect."Natsumi said, inputting the date of the appointment in her phone.

"Fine with me." Akito said, standing. "So are we done here?" he asked.

Natsumi stood with him as well, as the lawyer followed suit and walked around the desk, holding his hand out to Akito. "Nice meeting you Mr. Uchiha, we'll be following up on you two now."

"Look as deep as you want." Akito said, shaking his hand before opening the door for Natsumi. "After you baby." He said, gesturing for her to go first.

"Just remember Mr. Uchiha. If you two really are scamming the system, it won't end well for either of you." He said, sounding very serious. "She'll be deported, and you'll be fined and serving time in federal prison."

Akito met the man's gaze, not even flinching. "I understand." He said. "Trust me, neither of us would ever dream of scamming the system in order for it to benefit ourselves." He said, placing his hand on Natsumi's back and leading her out of the office.

The left the office without another word and walked out onto the street, Natsumi letting out an irritated sigh. "Colorado?"

"Yup." He replied, removing his hand from her back and walking with her down the street. "You don't have to come if you don't want to, but seeing as I know everything about you, and you know nothing about me, it's recommended."

"You so do not know everything about me." Natsumi scoffed, fishing her sun glasses from her bag and placing them on. "And of course I have to. I bet that sleaze bag will check up on me and I can't be in the city should he be sniffing around work."

He gave her a doubtful look. "You don't think I know everything about you? Ask me anything, and I bet I can answer it."

She arched a curious brow and stared off, trying to think of a really hard question. "Fine. What's my favorite past time?"

"It depends." Akito said. "Usually in the mornings before work you do about an hour of yoga. But if you miss it you do it before eating dinner. Or, when you're particularly stressed you do it to help you relax." He told her. "And if you aren't doing that, you're reading a good book in your favorite chair by your fireplace."

Natsumi stopped in her tracks, pulling down her sunglasses a bit and staring at him. "That's creepy."

"It's not creepy, I'm your assistant. I should know all these things." He informed her as he continued down the street. The pink haired woman hurried after him, not wanting to be left behind.

"You know this whole know-it-all asshole thing isn't very attractive."

He glanced at her. "Yeah well your whole bossy arrogant bitchy thing isn't very attractive, but I've put up with it for three years." He retorted. "Maybe if you actually considered others, I would be nicer to you. As it is, you don't, and now that I'm not being forced to act like some simpering dog that laps at your heels, I'm not going to."

Natsumi's jaw dropped and she stopped once more. "I am not an arrogant bitch!" she yelled at him, causing the people around them to look over.

Akito paused in his walk, giving her a bored look. "Then I'm not a know-it-all asshole." He stated.

"Listen here you." She stomped up to him, wagging her finger in his face. "Until I say 'I do' and promote you, you are technically still my assistant. And I liked you better when you weren't…well like this!" she gestured to all of him.

He snorted. "Then you liked someone you didn't know, and didn't really exist." He said softly, putting his hands in his pockets. "Come on, we need to get back to the office." He began to walk forward then, though a bit slower than before so that it would be easier for her to keep up.

She frowned, crossing her arms over her chest and following behind him, not having the stomach to be by him in this moment. She didn't even feel like filling her free silent time with working from her phone. This was awful, but she knew if anyone could pull this off with her, it was Akito. But something told her things were not going to get easier.