* Naruto's Point of view *

I started work today. I had no job experience so it was difficult to find a job but I managed to get one anyway.

"Naruto Uzumaki! Stop your daydreaming and get to work!" My ladyboss, Tsunade yelled, fuming with anger. I was serving drinks at a bar and for some reason Tsunade always introduce me to customers to serve. It's always me, never the mini-skirt wearing girls. And I was the only boy that worked there. "Okay, okay. Sheesh.." I exited the break room and headed back to the counter to shake up some more drinks.

"Here ya go." I passed him the alcoholic drink. It was his sixth cup already and he was looking fairly drunk. He abruptly grabbed my wrist as I passed him the next cup, "You're very beautiful. Like a beautiful doll you are.." He mumbled with his breath smelling like alcohol. "Yeah, thanks. Whatever you say. Let go of me now." I bluntly replied to the drunken man.

"I can't let you go, you're my beautiful doll!" The drunk man proceeded to kiss my hand. "I said, LET ME GO!" I smashed his jaw as my fist flew upwards. He immediately fell backwards, off the high chair and plunged to the ground.

"NARUTO! THIS IS YOUR THIRD TIME HITTING A CUSTOMER THIS WEEK!" Tsunade reprimanded me in the break room, with her arms crossed and her feet tapping furiously. "They forced me to! They are perverts, I'm tellin you!" I tried my best to provide reasons for my actions but Tsunade just would not hear of it.

"Well of course perverts are here. It's a god damn bar and staff here should still practice good service and handing perverts professionally. Which means you, INCLUDED."

"God fucking- I keep telling you, they leave me no choice!" I argued with my boss. I lost count of how many times I've argued with her already. It was only my first week. She just will not listen to me! I knew I would have been fired if i wasn't so popular with the customers. Honestly, I wished I wasn't as popular. Then, perverts would stop looking for me!

"Doesn't matter. Be it your attitude or appearance, you attract lots of people here, good and bad. So go out there and make customers happy!" Tsunade fiercely commanded, and left me no choice but to abide. I dragged myself out, enraged. I can't believe I'm resorting to this. I've officially reached the bottom. If I still had my name, she would be dead! How dare she tell, Naruto fucking Uzumaki to sell myself out?!

I was pouring out another drink for a customer when Tsunade approached me with a young charming man by her side. "This is Naruto Uzumaki." She introduced me to him. I shook his hand, uninterested. She nudged me to say something. "Hi, as she said, I'm Naruto Uzumaki. What would you like to drink?" I flatly blurted some stupid shit out. "Naruto. He would like you to drink with him privately. Now go, to the private lounge." She shoved me out of the counter and towards him.

The young man smiled as he walked with me to the lounge.

Is this really happening?!

I shut the lounge's door behind me, looking at him uneasily. "Er.. Alrighty. So what would you like to drink? Vodka?" I was trying to find an excuse out of this, maybe going to the counter and asking my mini skirt wearing colleagues to entertain him instead. "It's fine, I already got a cup in my hand." He replied, patting the seat beside him. I sat next to him and he began to move closer and closer. He placed down his almost empty glass cup onto the table and place his now free hand on to my thigh.  I didn't liked to be touch. I was frozen stiff, I had no idea what to do. Either I quit now or..

I became flustered when I realized what was actually happening. I am this pathetic to do such a thing to myself. His hand moving upwards slowly. All this while I was just glaring at him and his stupid drunken but satisfied face. I couldn't take it anymore, any higher he would have went he would have touched me disgustingly. I whacked his balls and as he was moaning, groaning and crying out in pain I escaped the room.

Fuck that.

I was curled up in a ball, small droplets of tears escaping from my eyes in the break room. I felt so disgusted with myself. I felt so used. I hated it, I hated the fact I allowed myself to be touched in such a way I didn't like. I am a fool for selling myself out. How did I get here? From having everything.. To nothing.

How the fuck did I get here? I was once a spoiled rich kid to got everything he wanted. Now I'm a pathetic moron that have to serve bloody perverts to get something he needs.

Sai.. Kiba.. Please help. I don't know how much longer I can take, doing this on my own.