The Uchiha Corp (Modern Naruto: Various x Reader)

Eat or Be Eaten

The warming sunlight filtered through the small seam of the drapes that covered the floor to ceiling windows. The plush mattress was hard to remove myself from, but the warm embrace was even harder to break. When I moved to roll out of the bed, the arm tightened around my waist and a muffled plea for me to stay was spoken into my mess of hair. I settled back down and allowed the man behind me to continue his embrace, feeling his hot breath on my neck and shoulder as he kissed it lightly.

"My flight leaves at eleven." His voice was like a sirens song to my ears, deep, dark and inviting.

"It's already nine." I noticed as I looked at the clock. He'd leave in his private jet, so he wasn't pressed for time, but he should get up and dress soon.

Another kiss at my shoulder, "Perhaps you can join me next time." He wasn't asking, but he wasn't telling me I had to go either.

"If I'm not busy, I'll join you."

"Stay until I leave?" Was he really that easy to manipulate?

"Of course." I answered as I rolled onto my back, his arm still around me.

"You can rest while I dress." He offered, then kissed my forehead. I smiled lightly and watched as he removed himself from the bed.

I was about to ask where he was heading off to, but there was a knock at his front door. Madara was grumbling to himself about who would be bothering him today, but he made his way out of the bedroom none the less. I slipped from bed and found the small robe he said he had for me hanging in the bathroom. I padded down the hall barefoot, curious as to who was here as well.

"I'm sorry, sir, she was banging on Obito's door and when she saw me-" Kisame's voice had me rounding the corner, rather than staying hidden.

Madara turned to me, "I'm sorry, I was going to make us some coffee." I answered as I headed to the kitchen.

"You don't have to-" Madara tried telling me.

"I want to." I cut him off. "Morning, Kisa."

"Morning," the two males focused on each other again. "She was adamant about seeing you if I wouldn't let her talk to Y/n."

"Who?" I asked with my back to them as I started the coffee maker.

"Rin." Kisame answer plainly.

"Why would she-" I turned to ask my question, but the brunette had stormed her way into the apartment.

"I'm sorry, Sir, but I needed to speak to you about Obito." She started, "yesterday, he- you!" She noticed me in the kitchen. "You're the reason he's acting this way. Stupid whore, sleeping with the entire family, trying to catch Madara's attention. All for what? So you can be a spoiled little-"

"You'll watch your tongue." Madara growled.

Rin seemed to snap out of her rage induced daze as her head whipped to Madara again. "My apologies, but I don't see how you can stand to be around her."

"I prefer her company over yours." Madara admitted as he walked to me. Once he was beside me, he wrapped an arm around my waist. "Now, what is it about my nephew that brings you to my home?"

"After I talked to him yesterday afternoon, he won't return my calls or texts. I don't know if he's home or not, but his car is downstairs. I'm worried about him."

"What about Shisui's truck?" I asked.

"He's gone, has been since last night."

"Then I'm sure they're together." I shrugged as I stepped away from Madara, pouring our coffee.