Realization | By : KoibitoFemme Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1049 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kurai
Kisu: Ok I am so very very happy that the FEW that DID read the one
shot did. And I have decided to declare my undying love for you all.
Especially ShikaChou (still don't wanna spell it all out) and
Solitaire. I seem to always see you guys in my recent story reviews.
Solitaire I haven't forgotten that one-shot I will be adding. Oh
thank you so much Ciera I really liked the song and went looking for
it and the damn thing said several names of the song one being
Drowning Pool as well thanks for letting me know. I also want to
thank Caidanu you didn't have to do that but I really liked what you
said I love long reviews its more to smile at (sssh don't tell anyone
I smiled) plus you were my #300 I was looking at my reviews and
hoping someone would review and then you popped up THANKS!! Another
update I sent my last bit of paper work yesterday after I got back
from the doctors now we are all just waiting for them to send the
paper work for my visa. I am so scared. Ooh Shika I want you to email
me if you can morename4me@yahoo.com.
If you others want to go ahead no threats though I am prone to
driving long distances and will come out there and make good on those
threats (I have driven from Houston to Chicago by myself so don't
think I won't if you throw invitations out its happened before and my
temper IS very much like Gaara's). Well anyways even though I love
talking to you all I know you want the second promised side story so
here is and keep a look out cause if I can I am gonna try to get my
next story out before I make any moves. Its gonna be a HakuNaru (just
thought I would remind you guys). Here we go!
Flashback
(I'm
insane and want to talk to you)
Timeskip
Pairing: NejixMenma implied GaaxNaru and KankxKiba
Chapter
1: I ..um... I Like You.....
“QUIET ON THE SET!!! Namikaze-san when you're
ready.” Menma nodded to the director and stilled himself,
getting into character. This was his newest role and he was extremely
excited about having the lead roll.
To the side of the set in a darker area stood his
manager and agent, side by side. The long haired agent eyed him,
quietly appreciating the beautiful contours and twist that were the
blond. It had been about 4 ½ years since he agreed to just be
friends with the small actor but Neji couldn't deny that his desire
continued to grow with each passing day. He even tried dating other
people to keep his focus off Menma but it never developed into more a
make out session here or a some random one-night stand there. The
brunette just couldn't see any of his partners as anyone he could
wake up to on a daily basis. Which in always sent his thoughts and
heart running back to pine over his 'friend' and client.
It didn't help that Jiraiya was taking much pleasure in
teasing the young man due to his agonizing cycle. The man took every
open chance to heckle the young man. Sure he wasn't all too happy
that his manly son's sired uke grandkids for him but their happiness
was his first priority and it was obvious that the two knuckle heads
in his constant company were denying their own feelings. Well one of
them at least. That girly looking agent made it quite clear he wanted
Menma even when he tried to respect the frail boy's wishes of being
friends.
So it was no surprise when Neji trudged back into the
suite late one night after one of his 'dates' looking like a lost
puppy that had just had its last milk bone snatched. (Now thats
sad!). As usual the old man was wide awake watching yet ANOTHER
random porn. His dark eyes quickly moved to follow the pale man's
movements as he close the door and made his way to a couch. Oh boy
time to fuck with the little sissy.
“Hmm from the way you are slumping and looking
extremely emo...I would say you got lucky.” Every one of his
words were saturated with amusement. Neji side glanced at the jerk
throwing a well placed scowl in his direction. “Yup I was
right! So how was it? Was it a girl this time or were you deep diving
this time? Tell me you used protection!” A dangerous growl
emitted from the elegant male's form. He sat up and smoothed out his
clothes in a very regal manner before settling in the soft cushion
under him.
“First of all, don't you think its a little
childish for you to be gloating like that about MY personal life? And
why does it matter to you?” A snicker escaped the amused
pervert. Jiraiya knew why Neji did what he did, he just felt like the
damn boy should take more initiative into getting what he wanted.
Menma was too damn timid for the most part. Someone needed to make a
move and if he wouldn't do it on his own by Kami the old fart would
MAKE Neji move.
“It matters to me because I don't want you
bringing some bad influences in here to corrupt my grandson. And
since you leave in the evening my 'research' time is pushed to a
minimum. Might as well get input from somewhere, ne?” He
chuckled as he got up from the couch making sure to pat the young
male's shoulder roughly before disappearing into his room only to
come out a few minutes later reeking of heavy cologne. Neji grimaced
as the smell all but attacked his nose. With one hand over his nose
and another waving the fumes away, he turned to look at the man.
“Where are you going at this hour.” Not
bothering to turn; Jiraiya looked over his shoulder and smirked
smugly.
“Well since you're back and you won't tell me how
YOUR adventures went, I'm gonna go out and have my own. For my
upcoming book that is. You can watch Menma. He's in his room
watching TV or something.” And he was out the door. Neji
sighed, sinking back into the couch but was interrupted from his own
thoughts only seconds later by the same perv. “Oh, and no
raping him, you insatiable beast you!” The door was slammed
shut before a shoe hit the edge and a loud laughter followed getting
softer the further down the hall Jiraiya went.
“Damn, dirty, old geezer.”
“Neji?” The soft voice floated into the
long haired man's ear his head soon following the direction it came
from. There in the dark hall way was Menma. Neji had to snap his
head back to the front of the room lest he let the blond see the
torrents of blood about to gush from his nose. The reason being that
Menma was standing a few feet from him in nothing but a pale blue
over sized shirt and nothing under it. It was obvious since the light
from the TV in the other room worked like an X-ray, allowing Neji to
see the other's entire form under the garment.
“Um...yea I'm here Menma-kun.” The frail
boy smiled walking further into the room stopping behind the couch
his long haired agent sat in.
“How was your.....date?” The older male
straightened in his seat hearing the slightly jealous tone in his
crush's voice. Maybe that old jerk was right with all his hinting.
Maybe Menma was as tired as he was with the whole 'just friend' act.
Maybe he wanted more as well. Feeling a need to verify his curiosity,
Neji decided to play with his younger client. See where the blond's
head was at.
“It was really good. I had a good time and
honestly I'm thinking about seeing her again.” Pale eyes
glanced at the expression on the petite male's face. To his delight
and dismay, Menma looked really hurt. The younger man tried to hide
the look but it was too late.
“Oh...um thats good...I think I'm going to go lay
down now.” A smirk slid across Neji's face. Now he was sure
that the object of all his affections and desire had feelings for
him. The man hated seeing his blond hurt but he had to make sure. All
that needed to be done now was to get the blond to make his feelings
known verbally. But how to make him do that? Pale eyes widened and
another rather smug smile crept upon the man's lips. Obvious
indications that he was about to fuck up...er he had a 'great' idea.
The
brunette slipped his hand into his coat pocket pulling out the silent
cell phone and flipping it open. Who to help him? Who to help him?
Lavender eyes scanned the names of his various friends and
acquaintances. It had to be someone who would agree to his terms with
as little complications as possible. The phone finally stopped on a
certain name and he knew with that person's help the pale blond would
be confessing his feelings in no time. Neji hit the small green
button and soon the phone was ringing. He patiently waited and after
the 3rd
ring a voice came across the line.
“Hello?”
“Hello...its been a while.”
“OH! Neji-kun how are you? Yea its been a while
are you in town? I really missed hanging with you and the others-”
The feminine voice on the other side was quickly cut off so he could
get a word in edge wise.
“I would love to catch up with you right now but
I need to ask you a big favor. It would mean a lot if you would agree
to assist me.” There was silence over the phone. No one,
absolutely no one ever heard Hyuuga Neji ask for anything, especially
a favor. In a slightly shaken voice the person on the other line
agreed. If the Hyuuga actually asked for help then what ever he had
in mind must have been big and it would be a travesty to deny his
request. “Thank you I will send for you in a day. I really
appreciate this, TenTen.”
A Week Later:
It was driving Menma crazy, Neji was literally ignoring
him. The brunette could rarely be found when they weren't on the set
and the poor blond was seething inside. Over the years he had gotten
use to the long haired male's constant attention and subtle
affection. He even dealt with the other's various dating habits, even
though secretly he cursed each and every person who touched the man.
But recently it was like Neji was absorbed with his newest conquest.
The frail boy managed to catch a few glimpses of the man's new
companion and it ate him up every time the girl would giggle or dare
to latch herself onto his friend. At the same time these intense
feelings that would overwhelm him when the couple were around,
confused him to no end. Menma couldn't deny that he was, indeed,
attracted to the man but wasn't he the one who just wanted to be
friends and didn't want said agent to wait on him. Then why did his
heart hurt so badly when ever he watched the pale eyed male lean
close to that girl? Why did he want to rip her out of his arms and
take her place? Why did he just want to curl up on his bed and cry
whenever he watched his agent leave the set and ride off with the
cheery girl, as soon as the director yelled cut?
Menma had to talk to someone and the only people he
knew he could confide in were about an hour away. Without only a
little hesitation, he scribbled a small note to his grandfather and
agent and was out the door. On his way down the elevator he dialed in
a very familiar and comforting number, praying that they were close
by the phone.
“Moshi, moshi Subakuno residence!” Chirped
a small but very energetic voice. A relieved smile appeared on the
pale face of the blond.
“Kyuu-chan its your cousin Menma. Let me speak to
your Chichieu....”
About two hours later. Menma was comfortably seated in
the living room of his cousin talking to said relative and their
childhood friend, Kiba. The brunette had come by to spend time with
his best friend and let the twins see Ai, his baby girl. Menma
smiled at the scene of the kids and their parents. He silently
thanked Kami that Gaara and his brother weren't there. Although, the
red head and he were hospitable he still felt slightly uneasy around
the man.
“So, Menma, whats wrong you look a little upset.”
The frail man was jostled from his thoughts by the soft tone of his
cousin/past love. Gray eyes lifted to lock with concerned blue ones.
A soft smile appeared on his face, sadly it didn't quite reach his
eyes. The boy dipped his head down gazing at his fidgeting hands,
wheat blond locks covering his vision.
“It seems like Neji has found someone....”
The confession caught just about everyone in the room's attention.
Kiba sat up leaning against the couch, allowing the twins to tend to
Ai, but even they were focusing on their beloved relative.
It was no secret that everyone, with no exceptions,
knew that Neji loved Menma and vice versa. It was just that the two
dumb asses were too bashful or nervous to move on their feelings. And
that left everyone at a stand still no one wanted to get in the
middle of them fearing a really bad backfire if they pushed the
Namikaze or Hyuuga, but dammit now it seemed like the brunette had
grown tired of the shy blond and moved on. Poor Menma.
“Are you sure he's found someone else? I mean
maybe they are just friends.” Implored the blue eyed man as he
rubbed his belly. Shu got up, leaving his sister and young cousin, to
lean against his Chichieu and unborn baby sister. The tan male smiled
down at his tiny clone and allowed the boy to rub his slightly
rounder belly before looking back at his cousin. The other man had a
misty, forlorn look in his eyes but anyone could tell he was trying
to stall the tears from leaking out as he shook his head in the
negative.
“No, its been a week and I've seen her many
times. The way they touch each other and look at each other.... He
....He” Menma couldn't hold them back any longer tears began to
fall down his cheeks. Naruto reached over to gently rub the boy's
hand as best he could, Kiba got up and gave him a firm hug as the
blond sobbed silently.
It took about 30 minutes to get him to stop crying and
by then the young man was too tired to talk much more. He was
promptly urged to take a nap before he did anything else. The offer
to stay at his cousin's place was brought up but he politely,
although a bit quickly, declined it. That red head was a bit
unsettling when he would glance at him. Made the man think he still
was suspicious of him.
While Menma slept, Naruto grabbed his phone and called
the one person who seemed to care more about his younger cousin's
personal happiness as much as he did.
“Ero-jiji.. I need you to look into something for
me....”
The conversation lasted for no more than 15 minutes and
when the two men hung up a sly grin slid across the slightly rugged
features of the white haired man. He put the phone down and shook his
head as he slide his fingers through his long, shaggy locks.
“You just can't man up and explain your feelings
to him, can you? You just gotta fuck up like THIS.” The screen
on the cell phone cracked at the last word spoken, as the grip around
the phone tightened.
Kurai
Kisu: I
figured this was a good place to stop because I am so scattered right
now. I have several fan art pieces I am getting ready to finish and
scan, I am still looking for work, helping my DH with the oncoming
convention, AND South Korea seems to be locked. At least thats what
they keep telling me. So yea I'm borderline ulcer waiting to happen.
Not to mention I'm hiding from my mom cause I can't seem to find a
job in this small window of time I have in the U.S. At least I hope.
Can't say I'm going yet until I see that signed contract. But anyways
I want to thank you all for the reviews from my last few stories. For
anyone that didn't know, I already released the first of the two side
stories. This one here I am hoping to stop at chapter 3 but I dunno
it might got for 4-5 chapters. People keep asking about Naruto's
newest baby. I might sneak her in here. Anyone help me name her? Well
please forgive me for this short chapter been hectic over here. JA!
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