Gonna be starting this new story~ 'Cause I always wanna start something new, and yet never finishing any of the old. GO ME. ANYWAYS. Review, please, and tell me what you think about the start. Yes, it's kinda short, but I just wanted to get this out there.

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"This is so fucked," Naruto stared through light blue eyes that were hardly open, into bright brown, nearly orange orbs. Kyuubi stood at the side of the bed, an unlit cigarette hanging from his pale lips as he buttoned up his shirt. Out of pure laziness he left a couple of buttons undone, reaching for the gold wedding band that had been left on the bedside table,
"Yeah, well, that's life." Naruto managed a bitter smirk at the words and rolled his eyes, as he turned over on to his side. He placed his head in his palm and propped himself up on his elbow, opening his eyes a bit more to look the other over. "Quit lookin' at me like that," Kyuubi practically hissed as he twisted the band on to his ring finger, before finally finishing up buttoning up his shirt. He fixed his pants and grabbed his coat off of a nearby chair.
"I think the world will end the day you get that woman pregnant." The thought was enough to make him shudder, giving the other a look of disgust, "Talk about anti-Christ."
"My child will be beautiful, thank you very much." Kyuubi huffed, slicking his crimson-colored hair over his head, only to have the messily cut, crimson, short bangs fall right back down on to his forehead. "Anti-Christ or not."
"They say the devil is beautiful~" Naruto cooed, rolling over on to his back and leaning back on his elbows, pushing himself up a bit to watch the other as he slipped on his shoes.
"Makes sense, then, huh?" Kyuubi winked, and Naruto rolled his eyes, but it did make sense. "Whatever," The red-haired male said as he dusted himself off pointlessly, turning for the door. He raised a hand and flicked a wave, not even muttering a verbal goodbye as he left the other's bedroom, and soon, his apartment. Naruto watched, his eyes narrowing a bit in distaste. He wasn't sure how long he had stayed like that, though it wasn't until he felt his arms begin to shake and fall asleep that he finally fell back with a defeated sigh. He turned off the lamp atop his bedside table and he turned over, deciding against checking the time. He already knew he wouldn't be getting much sleep.

Work relationships never worked. It took him a couple of years to realize it, but it sort of hit him on the head when he had gotten an invitation for Kyuubi's wedding in his mailbox. Hell, he hadn't even known he had been dating other people! Now, Naruto wasn't being clingy, truthfully they had never called what they had a 'relationship'. It was more of a friends-with-benefits deal, though he had expected the other to at least tell him he had a girlfriend! It seemed to have never occurred to the red-headed moron that Naruto might feel guilty about being the object of the other's infidelity. Then again, Naruto had gotten himself in this knowing Kyuubi was fucked in the head, truthfully he should have really thought about it before giving the 'okay' for a purely sexual relationship like this. Now, Naruto wasn't saying he loved the man, because… he didn't. He wasn't so stupid and he did have standards, that was for damned sure, but still. Come on. Married? How cruel. He would admit to feeling the slightest bit of guilt, but… four months into the other's marriage and they still visited each other every weekend, and even occasionally they decided to go at it in the other's office. Of course, when they knew no one was around, or at least, when Kyuubi told him no one was around.

Naruto awoke, tired and sore, stretching out his arms with a loud groan, listening as his body cracked and popped uncomfortably. His alarm clock was blaring annoyingly off to the side, and next to that, his phone, vibrating again and again until it eventually fell off the table. Groaning, the blonde leaned over and smacked his alarm clock off before he leaned even further over, feeling around for his phone. He fumbled to flip it open and hold to his ear, only to be welcomed with a slew of curses. "Moronic imbecile, he's fucking sleeping, you take the ph-" "Hello?"
The corner of Naruto's mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes, "Good morning." He said, covering a yawn in the crook of his arm. He began to crawl out of bed, slowly but surely making his way to his feet and soon enough, moving for the bathroom.
"You're late…" The voice on the other end breathed out, seemingly calm but Naruto knew better than to fall for the façade`. "Do you need a ride? Kiba is by your apartment complex." Naruto started the water in the shower, thinking over the option as he waited for the water to get warmer.
"I have to take a shower first, if you can wait fifteen minutes for me to get ready, sure," The blonde shrugged, "Just… tell Kiba to shut up." The useless dog must have heard, because he heard the same stream of curses in the background, only a lot quieter.
"Yeah, we'll see you in fifteen minutes. Be ready." Naruto heard the phone click, he rolled his eyes and shut his phone, setting it off to the side before stepping into the shower.

Naruto rushed down the stairs, fixing his tie around his neck as he jumped the last two steps to the first floor. "Good morning, Naruto." The blonde blinked, eying one of his neighbors he passed along the way, he returned the warm smile he was given and nodded in response before continuing on out the two front doors. There awaited the sleek, black car, a window rolled down and Kiba's head poking out,
"Get the fuck in the car, would you?" He grumbled past his cigarette, smoke clouding inside his mouth and pouring out into the winter air. The passenger door in the back popped open, revealing the raven-headed Uchiha, who remained seated, his arms folded over his suit-clad chest, and his eyes remaining cast forward. Naruto was used to this look of his for the most part, but he had to admit, sometimes he really freaked him out. "Morning, Sasuke." Naruto greeted the other as he slid in through the open door and got himself comfortable beside the Uchiha, who reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a packet of cigarettes.
"Morning," The elder of the two breathed, holding out the open package, and allowing Naruto to take one of the cancer sticks from its place, a thanks being mumbled from the blonde shortly after.

"Boss called me late last night," Kiba spoke up as he turned a corner, sharp enough to send the two men in the back leaning involuntarily slightly to the side, "Real late…" He coughed, "Later than usual, meaning he was out doin' something…" He coughed louder, "Or someon-" Naruto threw Sasuke's pack of cigarettes at the dog, and the car swerved in response. "What the fuck!" Naruto didn't say anything, only shrugged his shoulders and looked out the window, avoiding eye contact with anyone. He had tried to keep his sex-life secret, but it seemed even past high school that was completely impossible. People never changed, always curious about another person's life when it came to intimacy, and who they were being intimate with.
"He does have a wife you know…" Sasuke spoke up moments later, covering up a yawn with the back of his hand. "I highly doubt he's able to call you on time like he used to when he lives with a woman who is completely oblivious to the business he leads." Kiba seemed stumped with the reminder, though truthfully, it didn't matter. He had already gotten a rise out of the blonde—it was all that he had wanted. Naruto appreciated the save nonetheless, and looked over his shoulder to the raven, offering him a small smile that seemed to go unnoticed by the other, who kept on staring ahead. Nope, people never changed.

Naruto had grown up without parents, and was shipped off to the orphanage within Konoha city at an early age, he never truly cared because he didn't remember his parents. He had been too young at the time, and the orphanage hadn't been all that bad. For starters, he met Sasuke there. He had never been the most… enthusiastic of children, but Naruto had found himself drawn to the boy nonetheless, and they had a friendship that not a single person in that place could hold a light to. Or, that was Naruto's view on that, he always assumed the only reason he had never been lonely, or depressed by the fact he grew up in such a place was because he had someone so seemingly strong as Sasuke to remind him he shouldn't cry over something he couldn't fix. Of course, the Uchiha never really spoke much to him, but when he did… it reminded him why they were friends. They had this unspoken bond, and Naruto would take a bullet for the guy if it came to it.
Though it seemed they had both been undesirables. Never adopted, at the age of sixteen the pair had run off upon hearing the news of a massacre in a nearby building. The news claimed it to be some sort of gang-related violence, and the pair were oddly interested in it. They found themselves in the scene almost 20 minutes after it had been aired over the news, there to look at all the cops, and even manage to get a sneak peek at a couple of bodies within body-bags they had been wheeling out. They weren't too interested on the details, they could piece it together pretty well all on their own. But the important part, really, was the fact that that was the day their lives changed. Amongst the crowd of interested people, and cops holding them back, was a man, clad in a fancy-looking suit with crimson hair, seemingly not a strand out of place atop that head of his. He had a smile that Naruto couldn't help but stare in awe at, pearly white teeth sparkling, lips pulled back from ear to ear, looking like a sneaky fox amongst all these people who stood oblivious. He knew he was the culprit within a second.

Kyuubi had approached them, Naruto wasn't sure why to this very day, and at the time they hadn't bothered to ask either. He offered them a home, a family, money, and a future. How could anyone deny such an offer? Especially two orphaned sixteen year olds! Sasuke and Naruto had been quick to accept the offer, and from that day on, they had been thrust into their daily life of crime. And truthfully, Naruto couldn't say he entirely regretted the decision. Maybe he was just a masochist like that.

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