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The Choices Between Friends	By : drivven Category: Naruto AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2121 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto, sadly that means I do not own it and have gained nothing for writing this.

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Chapter 14

Dinner and a Movie

After flustering the Maitre 'D at his favorite Italian restaurant, Neji headed for the art store. He wanted to get another sketch book and some new pastels. His next stop was the ATM. He didn't know what the other three might have in mind, if they chose to let him join them this evening, so he wanted to have enough cash on him for almost anything.

At six fifteen, Neji was parked against the curb in front of the building he'd left Nara at that morning. Apparently there were several classes letting out at the same time. A stream of people began to trickle out of the building. Neji stepped out of his vehicle and leaned against the passenger door, while he waited for Nara to appear.

The expensive car and handsome long haired man were regarded with much interest. People were loitering, waiting to see who the man was waiting for. He was obviously waiting for someone, since the lovely pale gaze never left the doors. None of the watchers were complaining about the fact that the man lounged there for so long. They were enjoying the view, the car and the man.

Nara Nara tutored other students for extra money. He was discussing scheduling with several people as he exited the building. He didn't expect Neji for another fifteen minutes at least, so he didn't even look towards the road. Neji watched as Nara came out surrounded by several people of widely different ages. The man dropped his bag at his feet, while he stood at the top of the stairs, conversing with the group. He reached up to adjust his ponytail, his tattooed arms flexing, drawing Neji's gaze. The older man's hands itched for paper and chalk. Instead he memorized the lines and shadows of the toned arms, promising himself that he would draw Nara in that pose as soon as he could.

The younger man nodded in agreement to something, then picked up his bag, and slung it over his shoulder, before turning and starting down the steps. Nara was halfway down the steps before he actually raised his head up enough to see Neji leaning against the car. His first thought: That's hot! Second thought: Man, there's a crowd out here. Third thought: Fucking troublesome nosy asses. He knew that there would be a lot of questions he'd have to ignore later.

When he reached the bottom of the stairs, there were butterflies fluttering around in his stomach. Very few people made Nara Nara nervous. Neji had managed that. It was a nervous excitement. Nara found himself hoping that Neji would touch him, brush up against him, something, anything. He wanted some casual touch, wanted to feel Neji's skin against his own or the warmth of the man's hand through his clothes.

Neji wouldn't disappoint. He smiled that soft half held smile when their eyes finally met. It seemed to have taken Nara an eternity to get from those doors to the bottom of the steps, but now the slim handsome man was walking across the walk towards Neji and Neji smiled. "You're early." Nara said with a smirk.

"You walk slow." Neji said as he opened the door and held out his hand for Nara's bag.

Nara scowled slightly, but handed over the bag obediently. Neji's hand grazed his as the older man took the strap from his hand. It was intentional. There was no doubt in Nara's mind of that. His scowl slipped a bit. It felt so nice, just a casual touch like that. Neji placed the bag in the backseat and moved out of Nara's way, so the other man could get into the passenger seat. As Nara moved to do so, he felt Neji's hand on his back as if to steady him. Totally unnecessary and they both knew it. Nara smiled, with his back to Neji as climbed into the car. Neji closed the door for him and walked around to the driver's side. He ignored the curious looks as he entered the vehicle, started it and drove away.

"So, what did you do today?" Nara asked quietly as they pulled out onto the street.

"Went to the campus, slept..." Neji smiled that soft amused smile when he heard Nara chuckle. "It seems I was a bit tired."

"Can't imagine why." Nara said still chuckling. Neji had a cautious sense of humor. Nara was just glad he had one at all.

"Hmm." was the only response from the pale eyed man.

"So, what are your plans for tonight?" Nara asked him, and was proud that his voice stayed steady.

"Well, that depends on a few things." Neji pulled off to the shoulder and regarded Nara intently. "Have you spoken to the other two at all today?" Nara nodded, but said nothing. Neji sighed noticeably. Sometimes talking to Nara was like playing chess with his uncle.

"I had hoped that I might spend the evening with you, all three, two or just one." He actually had everything set up and ready to bring a nice dinner to Nara's when he took the man home. All it would take would be a phone call, now.

Nara nodded thoughtfully. "Nar texted me and asked how you were feeling this morning. He's like that. Kiba just called and asked if you woke up and ran away. Chouji was being a smart ass and wanted to know 'since gay marriage isn't legal, do we still have to worry about polygamy." His voice was flat as he spoke that last, but Neji could tell that Nara thought his friend's question was amusing at least.

Neji grinned. He truly grinned. All those things were good signs. Nara continued speaking after a short pause. "We're supposed to meet up at my place tonight. Chouji has to work, so he won't be there. They all have keys, so Kiba and Nar are probably already there now."

Neji nodded. He hadn't been invited yet, so he was going to have to ask. It should have been irritating, if he'd been Sasuke or one of the other snobs, it would have. Having to ask actually made him feel better, nervous, but better. They weren't going to throw themselves at him now that they knew who he was. If anything, who he was might end up being an obstacle. He was certain he could overcome it. He never gave up easily on things he truly wanted.

"Do you like Italian Nara?" He asked as he put the car in drive and pulled back onto the road.

Nara gave him a cagey smile. "Doesn't everybody?"

"And the other two?" Nara just nodded.

"May I go home with you, if I bring dinner?"

May you go home with me? Hahaha, makes him sound like a stray puppy. Out loud Nara responded evenly. "Sure, if you want to Neji." He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly as he turned his head to look out the window. The butterflies were back and he didn't want Neji to see the silly hopeful look that he knew was on his face.

When Neji had asked if they liked Italian, Nara had been thinking pizza, not real authentic Italian food from one of the most expensive and exclusive restaurants in town. The man had just casually picked up his phone, began speaking in what had to be fluent Italian and ordered carryout from a place that Nara was sure didn't do carryout.

The Maitre 'D brought the food right out to the car, with the help of three waiters. He smiled sickeningly and kept shaking Neji's hands. Nara got the distinct impression that the man was thanking Neji for something. What it was the tattooed youth had no clue. He just hunkered down in the car and prayed that no one took any notice of him.

They were almost to his place when he decided they should rent some movies. He gave Neji directions to the little movie rental place a couple blocks from his apartment. Nara ran in and picked out one new movie and three of their favorites. He hoped Neji could at least stand a few of them.

When they entered the apartment it was to a very startled Kiba. Nara mentally slapped himself on the forehead. He'd forgotten to call or text them to let them know Neji was coming. Kiba was sprawled face down on the couch looking through an automotive magazine. He had his shirt off and his tan muscled back even got Nara's attention. Nar could be heard singing in the shower. He had a nice voice, however it seems he was trying to annoy Kiba, because he was singing 'It's Raining Men' in a high pitched nasally voice, two things Kiba hated.

After the body on the couch got over it's initial shock, the face broke out in an evil grin. "Dare you to knock on the door Neji, just say hello. Little airhead would SHUT THE HELL UP then." He yelled the the 'shut the hell up' bit at the top of his lungs, so he could be heard in the shower. There was laughter flowing out of the bathroom as the water shut off. Nar stepped out of the bathroom, holding a towel around his waist and started to say something. Then the blonds face went scarlet and he nearly dropped his towel.

Nara couldn't help himself. He should have let it go, but he just couldn't. "Wow, is this the floor show? First the song and then the striptease?" That got Nar moving. He yelped and ducked into Nara's bedroom, a string of curses hung in the air in his wake. Nara set the boxes of food he was carrying down on the table. Neji, after his shock wore off, mirrored him.

Kiba got off the couch and was actually standing in the kitchen, by the table sniffing the air. Neji had an overwhelming urge to pat him on the nose and tell him to get down from the table the way Hanabi did with that teacup poodle she'd had years ago. "What is all this?" The puppyish man asked, not quite brave enough to open any packages and look inside.

"Italian. Neji picked it up. We got some movies too." Nara looked over at Neji, he hadn't heard Nar come out yet and he was certain that the blond should be dressed by now. "Hey, would you go get Nar. I think he's a little mortified. He's normally kinda vain about his voice. He was only messin' with dogbreath here. He really can sing like, well, like an angel."

Neji smiled. They really always do look after him, don't they? He nodded and headed for the bedroom as the other two got busy clearing the table off and getting things ready to eat.

Neji knocked on the bedroom door and about made Nar jump out of his skin. The blond was leaning against the door at the time. "Nar, the food is ready." Neji called softly through the door. Nar didn't answer. He was too mortified. Normally he would have had a smart ass comeback for Nara, but with Neji standing next to his wise ass friend, Nar's mind had gone blank. I jumped and ran like a girl. Jeez!

"Nar, please come out." Neji asked in his calm way and Nar's stomach flipped. He makes me feel like a girl. Nar turned around and pressed his forehead to the door, unconsciously trying to get closer to the man on the other side. "I am such a dumb ass." he murmured quietly.

Neji smiled at the self-conscious man. "What can I do to make you feel better?"

What a gentleman....I mean really? It's like he's prince charming...and I'm the frog. Nar thought in disgust. "I'll be out in a minute Neji." Nar said it almost sadly.

This didn't satisfy Neji. He didn't like the blonds tone of voice. Voice...he sings...I wonder...?   Neji pressed his face closer to the door jam. His soft, rich baritone was barely a whisper and yet it carried well throughout the small apartment.

"Though my sails be torn and tattered

And the mast be turned about.

Let the night wind chill me to my very soul

Though the spray might sting my eye

And the stars no light provide

Give me just another morning light to hold"

He stopped there and heard the lock in th doorknob click. Then the door was opening. Nar looked at him, awestruck. "What was that?" It had been so pretty, so sad, and so sweet. Nar had never heard anything like it.

Neji reached through the door wrapping his arm around Nar's waist and pulling him gently out of the other room.

"It's a Celtic song, 'Sailor's Prayer'. It was written by a man named Rod McDonald, I believe. I'll teach it to you if you like, Tesoro. Please come eat now." Neji's voice was so warm and soothing. Nar let himself be led through the living room. The words of the song flitted around in his head and Neji's warm voice enveloped him.

In the kitchen Nara and Kiba had been setting the food up when Neji's soft voice drifted almost eerily into the room. The two men froze while that voice sang. Neither seemed able to move until Neji stopped singing. Then their eyes met and Kiba mouthed the words that summed up Nara's pervading thoughts. 'We are so screwed.' Nara felt chilled.

He draws, he writes...granted, I've never read his work, but I can imagine... He's gorgeous, rich, and smart. And he sings like a fucking...I don't know what! Not an angel...must be the devil then. Crap, crap, crap! A little voice in the back of his head whispered. And he's a nice guy. 'Screwed' summed it up perfectly.

Neji sat Nar down in a chair and followed Nara deeper into the kitchen. His warm hand caught Nara's waist in an attempt to get the other's attention. Nara turned towards Neji, his eyes a little haunted still.

"It has that affect on me as well." Neji kept his voice low enough that Kiba and Nar couldn't hear him. "I love that song. I'm glad it took his mind off of his embarrassment." Nara smiled ruefully and shook his head. Was there anything Neji wasn't perfect at? He had to wonder.

"So do you dance too? Or will you be following the first act like Nar, with a striptease?" Nara joked as he started to pull away from Neji to get the glasses his mother had bought him, the glass ones none of them ever used. Neji's grip tightened, forcing Nara to stay put. The tattooed man looked up at Neji a little irked at being held captive.

"I need your help Nara. I want this to work...and I need your help. If I am overdoing things or coming off as something....unpleasant, I need you to help me see that." The older man sighed and looked away. "Please Beleza, help me." The almost needy look on that lovely face could have broken the heart of a stone. Nara had to wonder if maybe Neji and Nar were a little too alike, deep down. How many people have ever really loved them? Damnit, he needs us even more than we want him. He barely stopped the shudder that threatened to shake his slim frame. Please don't let this go bad. Nara pleaded to any power that might be eavesdropping on his thoughts.

This had begun as a way to keep Nar safe. No one had considered that Neji might be in as much danger. Maybe more. I don't know his family. What if he has no one? Nar has us, always will.... These thoughts made him uneasy, so he tried to change the subject in his head. He gave Neji a peck on the cheek and nodded. He didn't trust his voice just now.

They ate quietly, the food was excellent and they were all just enjoying their time together. At least that's what Nar thought. Kiba wasn't quite as oblivious to the tension in the room, but he only had an inkling of what was surging under the calm exterior Neji displayed or the deep and dreary thoughts mucking about beneath Nara's lazy almost bored pose. Kiba shrugged. He'd find out soon enough, he was sure.

When they were done eating, Neji and Nara put the food away. Kiba and Nar did the dishes, something that Nara hated with a passion. Neji helped Nara move the couch back and make a pallet of blankets on the floor. They scattered the pillows and couch cushions around the make shift bed. Apparently this was a pretty common thing for the three other men and Neji was just glad that they seemed to want him to stay and watch the movies with them.

Kiba and Nar joined them with bottles of water and a bowl of popcorn. Kiba plopped down on one end and Nar on the other, leaving Neji and Nara to settle in the middle. Neji was unsure where he should lay down, next to Nar on next to Kiba. Kiba answered his question by slipping his foot between Neji's knees and tripping the handsome man. Neji fell forward and Kiba rose up to his knees to catch him. Then Neji was tucked into Kiba's side, leaving room for Nara to slide between Neji and Nar.

Kiba, Neji was learning, was cuddler. The fiesty brunette pulled Neji's head down onto his own firm chest and nuzzled Neji's soft brown hair. Man, he smells good. Kiba couldn't help but notice that under the herbal scent of Neji's shampoo and conditioner was just the pure smell of Neji. He liked that scent a lot. Nara decided to start off with the new action flick he'd rented. He hoped it was decent. Nara settled into the spot between Nar and Neji. Kiba was nuzzling Neji's hair. Nara chuckled.

The action flick sucked. They all agreed that it wasn't worth finishing. Nar wanted to watch the movie that Nara had rented with him in mind, it was his favorite. Kiba groaned. He used to like the movie 'okay', but Nar made them watch it every chance he got. Now, Kiba despised the thing. Neji had never heard of 'Blazing Saddles', so he didn't have an opinion. Neji seldom took the time to watch movies. Nara put the disc into the player and came back to lay down. Kiba excused himself to the bathroom, so Nara pulled Neji over closer to him. He lay his ponytailed head on Neji's shoulder as Nar cuddled up with his blond head in Nara's lap. When Kiba returned, he mirrored the blond and cuddled up in Neji's lap.

Nar fell asleep after his movie ended. Kiba got up and put his current fave into the player. It was probably a good thing Nar was asleep, he really really hated 'Blades of Glory'. He said it was 'the all time worst movie ever made'. Kiba thought it was frickin' hilarious.

Neji didn't really get the point of some of the crude humor in 'Blazing Saddles', 'Blades of Glory' eluded him completely. Kiba was still chuckling as he took one disc out and replaced it with another. Oblivious to Neji's consternation. He rolled his eyes at Nara and nodded to the television. "You just had to get the dumbest one, didn't you?" Neji looked at Nara. Could any other movie be dumber than that last one?

"It's a classic dolt. Sit down and fall asleep like you always do." Nara ordered playfully. Kiba groaned and flopped down dejectedly.

"I hate British humor." He whined.

"Suck it up puppy."

Neji couldn't stop the chuckle when Kiba looked up from his lap to glare at the man tucked against his side. Kiba turned the glare on Neji then. "Watch! You'll probably like it! Nar doesn't hate it, it just puts him to sleep!" Kiba ended the statement with another glare. Nara was laughing at him softly. Neji was at a loss. He wasn't sure what to say or do.

He reached out his pale hand and ruffled Kiba's hair lightly.   "It can't be that bad." He said quietly.

Kiba stuck his tongue out at Neji, but didn't pull away from the caress. "Oh yeah, what's your favorite movie?" Neji blinked. He didn't have one, not that he knew of anyway.

"Shut up mutt, it's starting." Nara hissed.

"You can quote the damn thing word for word." Kiba grumbled under his breath, but he lay back down, prepared to be bored out of his mind.

"Can you?" Neji asked curiously.

"Of course. It's the 'Holy Grail'." Nara said that as if it answered the question perfectly. Neji gave Nara a puzzled look as he wrapped his arm a little tighter around the slender shoulder. His other hand found it's way into Kiba's short spiky hair, where it played absently. Kiba was zonked within minutes.

Nara and Neji watched 'Monty Python and the Holy Grail', while the other two men snored softly. When Neji could tell that the movie was winding down, he whispered softly in Nara's ear, making the man shiver. "Can we go into the other room when this is over? I want to talk to you, but I don't want to disturb them."

Nara nodded. "Yeah, better to let sleeping beauties and sleeping dogs lie." Neji chuckled at that and squeezed Nara's arm gently.

"Thank you Beleza."

He keeps calling me that..." Nara mused. Beleza...if it were Italian, it sounds close to 'Bella'. He knew that meant beautiful. Nara's mother's favorite movie was 'Disney's the Lady and the Tramp'. She made him watch it, and often. He knew 'Bella Nocha' meant 'beautiful night' or something like that. Don't think it's Italian though....wonder if he'd tell me if I just asked?

The movie ended and Neji got up to shut the DVD player off. He carefully put the disc back into the it's case, while Nara wiggled out from under Nar carefully. He went into the kitchen and flipped on the light over the sink. Neji shut the television off and followed Nara into the kitchen.
~TBC...
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