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Torrid	By : KageKitsuneXXX Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 4665 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
- 13
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- 15
A/N: Yeah…*looks about furtively* Um, yeah…enjoy and tell me what you think! *skitters away*
Points of interest:
The Chapter title was taken from 'Scar Tissue' by the Red Hot Chilli Peppers.
Koshijutsu: the skill of attacks to muscle and nerve points in Japanese martial arts.
'To say uncle': to admit that you have been defeated.

"With a million channels, you'd think there'd be something good on TV."
Ino simply yawned and snuggled closer to her grumbling boyfriend as he continued to channel-surf. She was engrossed in flipping through her Ikebana book as Chouji finally settled on some old game-show rerun. All was quiet and peaceful bliss until her cell-phone chirped and she flipped it open to check the message. She giggled nervously as she prepared to break the news.
"It's a Sakura 911."
"Oh, for the love of… What now?!" Chouji had been getting rather intolerant of these 911s lately and Ino couldn't rightfully blame him.
"Look, she just needs to talk. You know she and Sasuke are having a tough time in their marriage."
"No, we're having a tough time in their marriage. Sakura, for one, seems perfectly content just whining to you about it. We didn't marry Sasuke, Ino, she did. Why she's surprised to find out that Sasuke isn't the warmest, most communicative person on the planet remains a mystery to me."
She tapped a finger against her teeth, wondering how Chouji would respond if he knew the whole story. She knew how frustrating it was for her boyfriend. The more time passed, the more issues Sakura seemed to have and the more it was cutting into their own private time. It was frustrating for her too. But she also knew her friend wasn't doing it consciously, and Ino couldn't just leave her floundering alone in this farce play she called a marriage. It was worse now, simply because Sasuke had actually been making the effort to be a half-decent husband. At least before, Sakura could have blamed the impossible gap between them on Sasuke's lack of cooperation. But now that he was trying to reach back, it only served to emphasize the ever broadening distance between man and wife.
"Ino, have you considered that Sakura and Sasuke may need more professional help? Like a marriage counsellor or a support group…" Or maybe even an exorcist, Chouji thought wryly, since that marriage seemed to have an additional spirit or two hanging over it. "I don't know if you're equipped to handle everything she's burdening you with…"
"It's not a burden, she's my best friend. You'd do the same thing and more for Shikamaru."
"If Shikamaru ever got involved in a one-sided marriage with Uchiha Sasuke, I'd perform the mercy-killing myself. They aren't normal, Ino. I just don't want her souring you on the idea of marriage before we've even had a chance to take a swing at it."
Ino grinned and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. "Am I hearing the promise of a proposal in there?"
That was enough to take the combativeness out of Chouji, who promptly began sputtering nervously. It was short work getting him out of her apartment following that little episode, and not long afterwards Sakura was seated on her couch instead.

"He's sad, Ino. I don't know why or how to help; but he's just so sad. It's like something has shifted in his universe, but I can't help because I'm not a part of it."
Frankly, Ino was surprised that Sakura had finally noticed. The paradox that Sakura was so focussed on Sasuke, yet frequently failed to perceive his moods and thoughts continued to amaze her. She had noticed Sasuke spiralling sometime before, and had been waiting in vain for Sakura to mention it.
"He and Naruto still aren't talking?"
"No, and it's so awful because neither of them will say what's wrong. Naruto called on Sasuke's birthday and left a message on the answering machine, even though he knew Sasuke would be at work. I honestly think it would have been better if he hadn't called; but you know Naruto possibly couldn't bring himself to ignore Sasuke's birthday. It's probably the first one in years they've spent apart."
"You think it's just over him and Naruto falling out though? I mean, I know how close they are, but it just feels like there has to be more to it to bring Sasuke down this much."
Sakura shrugged. "Whatever it is, undoubtedly reconciling with Naruto would go a long way to fixing the problem. I'm surprised and a little pissed off at Naruto too; he's usually the one to extend the olive branch. I thought he'd have tried to make-up by now."
Ino nodded pensively. Without the haze of righteous indignation on Sakura's behalf, she was starting to feel genuinely sorry for Sasuke and what he was going through. This rough patch with Naruto was well into its second month and it was beginning to feel disturbingly permanent. The world didn't seem to make sense without Naruto and Sasuke being best friends in it. So if she felt that way, she didn't want to imagine what the two men must be feeling, let alone Sasuke who seemed to be losing his only real friend. For weeks, Ino's curiosity had been burning to know just what could have caused the crash of the friendship, but Naruto wasn't talking. She had backed off when she realized that she was only depressing her friend further, who clearly was taking it just as badly behind the mask of cheerfulness.
What the hell had happened?
"So how do you plan to cheer him up? Maybe you should get out the lacy lingerie or something."
Sakura snorted and shook her head miserably. Sex was but a distant memory to her now. To say Sasuke wasn't interested was an understatement, and any attempt to arouse him only led to embarrassment for the both of them.
"Maybe Sasuke just doesn't have a sex drive? To be honest, I've never seen him express an interest in anyone." Ino had offered as a bittersweet comfort to an increasingly frustrated Sakura.
She wouldn't have minded that so much, because then she could have figured out a way to fix it. However, the honeymoon had proven otherwise, and she was positive she had heard her husband masturbating in the shower and his study…on several occasions. Each time, she couldn't bring herself to stick around long enough to determine what drove his passion. Not only did that show Sasuke's sex drive was alive and well, but that the fault clearly lay with her. She didn't tell Ino this, since her ego was already battered beyond belief. The last time Sakura had felt this unattractive and unwanted, she had been a school girl, being coolly rejected by the boy she would eventually marry. Talk about reopening old wounds.
"So what are you going to do?"
Sakura shrugged again and stared broodingly into her teacup. She thought for awhile and tried to spin it in a more positive direction. Maybe she had been looking at this all wrong. Sasuke and Naruto's friendship breaking up didn't have to be an everlastingly catastrophic event, did it? Even though he was Sasuke's closest friend, Naruto had probably been too much of a looming and impeding presence in Sasuke's life and subsequently, their marriage. Clearly the dissolution was breaking Sasuke down; but wasn't that just an opportunity for her to build him right back up?
Maybe this time, for once, she could be the hero.

Naruto stared around awe-struck at Chiyo-sama's extensive green house. It was far more impressive than what Neji had tried to describe and was well worth the long drive into the Wind Country. The sunlight streamed in, highlighting the rare and beautiful plants. Naruto blinked as he took in the wide variety.
"They're so diverse." Naruto mused as he flitted from one plant section to another like some kind of manic, yellow butterfly.
Neji could only smile and nod. Plants were not usually his thing. "Different sections of her greenhouse have very particular light and temperature settings, so she can diversify. She was very impressed when I told her how avid a botanist you were and she happily consented to the private viewing. Although I shouldn't have invited you again after you turned me down when I asked you that first time."
Naruto grinned widely. "Get over it, I had drama. Her Vanda Orchids are so amazing. I tried growing these at home, but I could never keep them warm enough when winter came. So cool. I heard about her garden of medicinal herbs too. Good thing I didn't tell baa-chan I was coming here, she would have made me steal some."
Neji dutifully followed Naruto about as the blond went on excitedly about the various plants. At length, they appeared to have exhausted everything the huge automated greenhouse had to offer- no small feat- and Naruto reluctantly consented to leave and browse the surrounding gardens instead. Neji finally got Naruto to pause under a magnolia tree; not that he was exhausted, but honestly, where does one person find all that energy?
"Baa-chan talks a lot about Chiyo-sama and her plants and how protective she is of them. Just how did you get her to let us run around her greenhouse like a couple of tourists?"
"I asked politely. I'm quite charming when I have to be, you know." When Naruto raised a disbelieving eyebrow at him, Neji relented. "And maybe I pretended not to notice when she 'accidentally' groped me a few times."
Naruto exploded in shocked laughter. "I always heard that old woman was a bit of a horndog. Neji, you unbelievable man-whore."
"Those who wish to visit greenhouses should not throw stones." Neji reminded crisply.
Naruto's smile gentled. "You're right. I should thank you properly instead."
Neji shrugged inelegantly. "No thanks necessary. For some bizarre reason, it's not a complete pain doing nice things for you. I rather like it actually and-"
The kiss took Neji by surprise and he froze for a moment the gentle pressure against his lips; but only for a moment. He leaned into it, shivering at the delicious sensation of Naruto's tongue finally sliding against his own as the man's arms encircled him. It was slow and soft, and over far too soon, leaving Neji reeling just a little bit.
"Thank you, Neji." Naruto grinned easily at him, before marching off towards the car without further ado. Neji had no idea exactly what Naruto was thanking him for, but he was extremely glad the blond was grateful.
"Hey Neji, are you coming or what? You're kind of my ride back to Konoha."
Neji fully intended to follow him as soon as he remembered just how his legs were supposed to work. "Coming… You know, I've heard about some other award-winning botanical gardens I could track down. How grateful would you be if I chauffeured you around to them?"
"Yeah, now you're just pushing it." Naruto rolled his eyes and smiled as Neji started the car.
Well, you can't really fault a guy for trying.

A couple of weeks later, Naruto would find himself trying to observe the set-up of the Hyuuga compound. Each of Konoha's many clans had their own share of land in the village, and Naruto had become familiar with all of them except one. Somehow, he'd never managed to integrate with them the Hyuugas the way he had with the other clans of the village. Even the foreboding Uchiha Clan had been quite accepting of him, outside the icy, upper echelons of the clan's hierarchy.
As Neji drove through his clan's compound, Naruto was careful to take it all in. It lacked the wide open communal setting that was characteristic of the clans such as the Nara or Aburame. Each of the homes was surrounded by high, elaborate fencing that was definitely intended to block inquisitive eyes. It wasn't until he walked up to Neji's home, that he could really appreciate their chosen style of architecture. The house was large and spacious, with distinct Chinese influences in the make and design. As Naruto slipped off his sneakers, he could see that Neji took the minimalist approach to decorating. There were just sunlight, space and the bare essentials in furnishing. Neji seemed to suddenly take stock of his home through a visitor's eyes.
"I don't have much of anything. I don't entertain much. Actually, I never bring anyone here; except a couple of my old academy teammates and Gai-sensei, and that's not very often either."
Naruto blinked and nodded, following Neji wordlessly as he was led through the living room, and past a sliding door which led to a seemingly empty room, surrounded by bamboo walls.
"You have a freaking dojo?" Naruto gaped, fascinated at the very idea.
"Most of my clan have dojos or huge yards to practise our fighting style. We take it very seriously. You claimed to have some skill of your own. Let's see how it holds up against the Koshijutsu of the Hyuuga Clan."
"So you really brought me here to kick your ass?" Naruto looked rather dubious at this premise.
Neji smiled deprecatingly. "I brought you here to try. I doubt you'll succeed."
"Heh." Naruto took off his shirt while giving another cursory glance around the room. His gaze fell on the far wall, which was lined with an insane assortment of weapons.
"We're not using those are we?"
"Don't worry about them. They're mostly for Tenten, who's sort of a weapons specialist. She leaves them here, because they make her family very, very nervous."
After a quick warm-up, they took their place in at the center of the room. Neji immediately assumed the opening stance of the Hyuuga Clan's exclusive technique. Naruto was immediately intrigued.
"What the hell are you doing? You look like you're miming being trapped in a box."
Neji sighed, 'here we go'. This had the potential to be the most embarrassing conversation yet. Sometimes, he really hated his ancestors.
"This is the opening stance of the 'Gentle Fist'."
Naruto's eyebrow shot up so quickly, it disappeared behind his spiky bangs. "The 'Gentle Fist'… Be honest now, is this some type of weird sex thing?"
A muscle in Neji's jaw twitched. "No, it's our fighting style, developed over the centuries by the main house of my clan."
"Are you sure? Because it sounds like some type of weird sex thing. The type of thing you'd find in a ninja supplement of the Kama Sutra."
"I assure you, it is a legitimate method of ruthlessly defeating one's opponent."
Naruto folded his arms, obviously not convinced. "Well, so is sex."
Neji had no answer for that. "It's called the 'Gentle Fist'. I know it sounds a little odd, but I had no say in the matter. Besides, it has a very deep and poignant meaning behind it. That doesn't matter now. It is what it is."
"Why aren't you forming a fist then?"
"Because it's…well… it isn't… Can we just get on with it?!" Neji snapped irritably.
Naruto's arms were akimbo now. "It's not like I'm not an open-minded guy. I think I'm pretty liberal. But the idea of having anyone, gently or not, shove his fist up my-oof!"
Neji, having tired of this inane conversation, took full advantage of Naruto's exposed chest to deliver a heavy open-palm strike to the rib cage. Naruto lay on the ground momentarily bewildered; that is, until he got up sputtering.
"What the hell? Did you just slap me?"
This was yet another example of a 'Gentle Fist' misconception rearing its noisy head. "I didn't slap you. The 'Gentle Fist' utilizes palm strikes to…"
"What the hell kind of technique teaches a man to slap another dude? And it fucking hurt! That is not right. I have half a mind to-"
Naruto didn't get the chance to finish his sentence, as Neji launched into some ridiculous, frenzied poking attack. The speed and force of the thrusts were remarkable, and he could feel himself being pushed back with each strike. Before he could even form some type of defence, Neji was pulling back, looking rather smug about the whole thing. Before Naruto could ask what the heck he was smirking about, his body suddenly went leaden, and he dropped to the floor like a rock.
Neji was about to concede that he probably went overboard, striking Naruto thirty-two times when sixteen was probably more than sufficient; but honestly, the man was just asking for it. Too bad he had ended the fight before it even got started, but he was sure Naruto would be game for a rematch eventually. He was about to help Naruto, when to his intense surprise, the man started getting up, swearing profusely.
"Now you're poking me? First with the slapping, then with the poking; I'm beginning to think this 'Gentle Fist' technique of yours has been purposely misnamed."
Neji's jaw slackened, positive that his opponent should have been paralysed for another ten minutes at least. Neji eyed his own fingers curiously. Either he was off on the pressure points, or he didn't jab hard enough to cause paralysis. Naruto was anything but paralysed. In fact, he seemed a little upset.
"I am going to kick your shampoo commercial ass!"
Well, maybe more than just a little upset. Neji was really wishing he had stopped at sixteen strikes now. Naruto came at him with a speed that was both impressive and not just a little unsettling. He prepared to block, anticipating a hit to the face or torso, but was surprised instead when Naruto slid at the last minute, executing a leg sweep to knock him to the floor. Neji fell heavily, the wind knocked out of him for a second. There was a sudden movement on his left side, and he quickly rolled to his right, his excellent reflexes saving him from being on the receiving end of a crushing axe kick. Maybe he should have clarified earlier that this wasn't a fight to the death.
As it turned out, Naruto's fighting style was not an insurmountable problem. It was an impressive and interesting mix of several styles as the blond obviously incorporated elements from former opponents, and judging by the combo kick that floored Neji a moment ago, Naruto had obviously come across Lee at some point. No wonder he knew about the curry house.
It wasn't very difficult circumventing or neutralizing most of Naruto's attacks. It was as if the blond had never heard of the term 'defence', and spent the entire fight in all out attack mode; thus giving Neji plenty of opportunities to land some hard hits of his own and drop him numerous times. It was going to take far longer than he had anticipated, but Neji had no doubts he would win. Naruto, though executing some brilliant misdirecting moves, seemed to simply be making everything up as he went along; and everyone knows you can't win without a strategy.
Only, a half hour later, Naruto was landing more and more body blows, and Neji couldn't find an answer for them. After dominating the first part of the fight, it was now clear to Neji that he was actually losing, and it didn't take long to figure out why. He was exhausted. Naruto had been running him ragged around the dojo the entire time, and now he could barely catch his breath. His opponent was bouncing about a couple metres before him, in the same maddening way Lee did whenever his friend got the upper hand. Apparently, there had been a strategy after all.
'Damn it.' Neji took another deep breath and resumed his stance since Naruto was obviously waiting on him to recuperate a little. The yellow-haired bastard didn't even seem to be breathing hard. "Let's go."
That same bloody misdirection was what finally got him. Naruto executed his opening move once more, and Neji was determined not to get caught by the same trick twice. Naruto charged, all indication that he was going to hit at a high point, so naturally, Neji prepared for a low attack, leaving himself wide open for the uppercut that ultimately felled him. He lay on the floor, staring haplessly at the sun-roof.
"That's what you get for poking me. Do you say uncle?" Naruto toed Neji's ribs gently.
"I admit defeat; let's not bring annoying relatives into this."
Naruto grinned and sat down next to the exhausted Hyuuga. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine I think. I don't appear to be in anymore pieces than what I started with; I'm just trying to get my second wind."
"Well, you're in luck," Naruto responded softly. "…since I have it on good authority that I happen to be the wind."
"Huh?"
Naruto shook his head. "Forget about it, it's nothing. You're sure you're okay?"
"Never better," Neji scoffed, already feeling the dull ache beginning to spread throughout his body. He was going to pay for this tomorrow. "You hit like girl."
"You should be very careful saying a thing like that. The hardest hitter I know is a pink-haired girly-girl. She will mess you up, given half the chance." Naruto grinned down at the battered Neji. "You know, I have to ask for future reference- you don't always need some violent form of foreplay, do you? Because, while I am willing to kick your ass if you need me to; I personally prefer the more traditional approaches."
Neji was immediately huffy, before the full meaning of the sentence sunk in. "I was not trying to… what?"
"I really thought you took me here to have your wicked way with me," Naruto skimmed his hand lightly over Neji's abdomen, feeling the taut muscle immediately twitch beneath his fingers. "…so I was pretty surprised when you actually started a fight."
"Oh" Neji exhaled, scrambling to gather his scattered thoughts as Naruto trailed a very distracting finger along the elastic waistband of his pants. He failed. "Oh."
"But we can wait a little longer; until you recover a little more."
It wasn't a bad idea, but Neji was having none of that. He had been playing the respectful waiting game for over two months now. At this rate, his entire body would turn blue.
"I'm fine." Neji reaffirmed as Naruto looked at him dubiously. "I'm fine, you're fine, we're both fine, no need for any more recovery time."
"Are you sure?"
Neji finally moved then, deftly flipping Naruto onto his back and straddling him. "You have a tendency to worry too much. It's very sweet, but totally unnecessary."
But then it was now Neji who paused for a moment before daring to make the next move. "Naruto, are you sure about this?"
The man beneath him did not answer, opting instead to reach up to stroke Neji's face before pulling down into a kiss. It was soft and hesitant, as Neji braced himself for Naruto to lose his nerve and back out. He finally succumbed to the gentle pressure at the nape of his neck, sighing as Naruto loosened the tie in his hair and ran his fingers through cool tresses.
At first, the kiss was thorough and exploratory. Having waited as long as he had, Neji intended to take his time, savouring every moment of it. But then, nothing had gone quite as planned since the moment he had met Naruto, so why had he expected this to be any different?
Slow and savouring became fast and hungry, as the kiss deepened and Neji stretched out along the length of Naruto's body and revelled in the feel of the growing erection sliding against his own. Naruto's hands moved down his back and tugged at Neji's pants, exposing the man to the warm air and squeezing his ass possessively. Neji shifted away long enough to pull Naruto's pants down to his knees, groaning as Naruto pulled down at his hips to grind against him. Neji reached in between them, doing his best to wrap his hand around them both as he thrust reflexively.
"That feels, ha, kind of good." Naruto panted appreciatively as the firm hand starting pumping at his throbbing erection and Neji continued grinding against him.
"Yeah," Neji murmured, as he licked at Naruto's throat, his hips starting to move a little faster than he intended. "Really good..."
It was feeling a hell of a lot better than he had been imagining, and his body switched to autopilot, rocking against Naruto as the blond thrust upward, matching his pace. He braced his hands on either side of Naruto's head, focusing entirely on simply rubbing their cocks together.
"Really good" He was usually more eloquent than this, but it was hard to focus on forming thoughts right now. He was going way faster than he wanted, and could already feel his body starting to tighten in warning.
"Neji…"
Damn it. Naruto just had to choose that moment to say his name like that. Neji could only pant and groan as his orgasm hit, his body convulsing as he spilled right onto Naruto's chest. He slumped against the blond and tried to catch his breath. Damn it.
"You didn't come yet." Neji mumbled sheepishly into Naruto's neck.
"Heh, don't worry about it, I intend to."
Neji didn't answer, and Naruto realized that the man had dozed off on top of him. Naruto wiggled a bit to dislodge Neji and managed to roll him back onto the floor.
Neji had closed his eyes for a second, but somehow when he had opened them again, he was sprawled on his back on the floor of his dojo, with Naruto sitting quietly beside him- all cleaned up and eyeing the contents of Neji's bottle of lube with interest. Damn it.
"I'm usually a lot better at this. I'm not one of those inconsiderate guys who passes out right after sex." Neji muttered defensively, despite evidence to the contrary. If Naruto heard him, let alone believed him, there was no indication.
"I hope you don't mind, I went into your bedroom to get some stuff." Naruto indicated to the lube and a box of wipes. "But you're kind of hardcore, Neji. You had everything just sitting right there on your night-table."
"There's little need for modesty when there's no one around, is there?" Neji sat up and finished shrugging off his pants and underwear, relieved that Naruto had already done the same. Luckily, it seemed that he hadn't been written off just yet.
He had just managed to toss them aside when he felt those hands on him again; pushing him back and making him lay on the floor. Without any hesitation, Naruto reached down and cupped his testicles, squeezing lightly as he rubbed his thumb against Neji's perineum. The latter had no idea his mind could vaporize so fast. Naruto shifted, continuing the genital stimulation as he positioned himself between the older man's legs, bending forward to take small, focussed licks on Neji's nipples. Neji's left hand twisted in Naruto's hair, pulling him into another passionate kiss while this other hand worked to stroke Naruto back to full turgidity. They both moaned as the mutual masturbation continued, tongues thrusting against each other as the heat quickly rebuilt.
At length, Naruto pulled back, and reached for his long discarded track pants, unzipping the pocket to pull out a condom. Neji watched with unabashed and unblinking interest as Naruto slowly rolled it on.
"You didn't strike me as the type of guy to carry protection on the off-chance his got lucky." Neji mused as Naruto reached for the lube. His brain, in its aroused state, was failing to understand just what was unfolding before him.
"I'm not; I told you I didn't really think you invited me here to fight." Naruto gave a lopsided grin as he squirted a generous amount of lube onto his fingers. Neji wished Naruto had told him that before. That way he could have skipped the painful, agonising defeat and gone right to the good stuff.
He remained propped up on his elbows, watching Naruto and feeling his breath quiver as a tanned finger trailed lightly up the length of his hardened penis. Neji would soon recognise it for what it was- another bloody distraction technique; because while Neji was intently focussed on the exquisite action of the one finger, another was rudely sliding into him. Neji startled, his electrified reaction shocking both of them.
"What the hell was that?!" Neji gasped at the feel of the finger firmly entrenched inside him.
Naruto blinked his surprise; quickly putting two and two together. "Neji…you've never received before?"
No he had not. He lay back panting, still reeling at the alien feel of Naruto's finger, which was now starting to move while Naruto continued his musing.
"You know, I shouldn't really be surprised." Naruto mumbled softly, clearly having no intention of removing the offending digit. "Man, I'm sorry, but I thought already figured out where I was going with this. I mean, by the time I put the condom on, I thought you were fine with it. I guess I really should have asked first."
The cognitive dissonance between Naruto's apologetic concern and the movement of his finger, was not lost on Neji, who was now surprised to find that the weird, discomfiting sensation was starting to fade a little, and was actually beginning to feel kind of…nice. Before this, Neji had been careful to select partners who either only wanted to receive, or didn't mind being receivers. Frankly, he had avoided being in such a position up until now mostly because it was a level of intimacy that he was unwillingly to share with anyone; and also a little because he couldn't fathom, theoretically, how it could possibly feel good. Apparently Naruto was intent on showing him.
"Neji…"
Neji looked up at the soft sound of his name.
"Do you trust me?"
The answer was surprisingly easy. "Yes."
"Should I stop? I mean if it's too weird for you… Can I go on?" It wasn't a fair question, since you'd think he'd remove the freaking finger which was actually starting to feel good and make Neji unbearably curious, before asking.
"You don't have to stop. I don't mind." He had a sneaking suspicion that Naruto had no intention of stopping anyway.
Just as he had acclimatized to the first finger, another was added, bringing back the painful, uncomfortable feeling. Naruto quickly started stroking Neji's wilting erection, rubbing his thumb over the sensitive head until Neji was writhing again.
"You know, I'm kind of glad you never done it like this before, Neji. That means I'll be the first person to see that look on your face when I find it."
"What look? Find what?" Neji exhaled shakily as he started thrusting into the warmth of Naruto's palm. The latter answered immediately by brushing against the very sensitive bundle of nerves against Neji's prostate. "Fuck!" Neji's body locked up, frissons of raw, hot electrical energy flowing through him.
"I'm guessing I found it then." Naruto whispered as he brushed his fingers over the spot again for confirmation.
Neji clenched his body around Naruto's fingers as he whimpered. "Fuck yes." Neji wasn't not fond of swearing, he rarely ever did it, not even during sex; so the profanity spilling from his lips now was incredible to him.
Between Naruto continuing to pump at his leaking cock and the frequent pressure against his prostate, Neji felt like he was either going to erupt or fly apart, whichever came first. The third finger slipped in unnoticed as the stretching continued.
"You're so hot, Neji." Naruto panted as he withdrew the fingers and used both hands to spread Neji's legs better.
The brief cessation of stimuli allowed Neji to open his eyes and stare dazedly up at the sun roof; watching the birds fly overhead as he started to feel more and more like ragdoll caught up in some kind of wonderful hurricane. He clawed ineffectually at the smooth floor as Naruto slowly entered him. The blond didn't stop until he was completely embedded, making Neji feel like he was overflowing.
"Are you okay?" Naruto asked, breathing short and ragged.
"There's, ah, a whole lot of you… Move." Neji commanded and Naruto didn't ask twice, rocking back to thrust deep into Neji as the latter's legs came up to wrap around his waist. He started moving faster, bending low over Neji to trail kisses along the flushed jaw-line and over his lips.
God, he was ruined now. The weird, wild thought floated across Neji's tattered consciousness as Naruto gripped his hips and plunged harder and faster into him, slamming relentlessly against that one spot that had Neji keening. He was ruined for anything and anyone else, because how could there be anything apart from this? He slid his legs down from Naruto's waist to his thighs so he could grip and knead Naruto's buttocks and further urge him on. They stopped their frenzied kissing for a moment to breathe and Neji looked up at the man moving above him. It was a hell of a vision, the sun pouring in and bouncing off gold hair and tanned skin. He could only appreciate a second more before something inside him snapped, and had him coming hard against Naruto's stomach. As his body pulsed and constricted around Naruto, he could feel the force of the man's own orgasm overtake him, rolling his hips as he rode it out. They both collapsed into sweaty, heaving heap.
"Holy fuck." Naruto muttered dazedly and Neji believed it might very well be the understatement of a lifetime.

"Are you okay?" Naruto asked a few minutes later after the earth stopped moving.
"I swear on my Zen garden, if you ask me that one more time, I'm going to seriously, permanently hurt you."
Naruto snorted dubiously as he helped clean up the signs of their tryst. "I think we've already proven how that attempt would go. You know, this has the potential to be a great 'Penthouse Letter'. 'Dear Penthouse, a friend of mine took me to his dojo for some sparring, or so he claimed. Little did I know what would ensue…"
Neji smirked as he took his place next to Naruto, who now sat propped against one of the bamboo walls. "I shudder to think of how many of those you've written while outlining your numerous conquests."
"Pfft, now you're making me out to be some kind of loathsome Lothario. I can't count the number of people I've been intimate with on one hand; and still have enough left over to give a thumbs-up." Naruto wiggled four fingers lightly before giving a wonderful impression of Lee and Gai-sensei's 'nice guy' pose.
"Four? You've slept with four people?"
"Yes and why are you making it sound like such a bad thing? Plus, you're only the second guy I've been with."
There was an odd, unpleasant sensation in the pit of Neji's stomach that he eventually identified as jealousy. He had never experienced it before, at least, not as it pertained to romantic matters. He knew the girls had happened the few times Naruto had made a genuine attempt to break away from Sasuke's hold and tried to have real relationships. Frankly, Neji was surprised those two women had managed to get that far past Sasuke.
"Hyuugas don't like coming second, let alone fourth overall." He said drily as Naruto raised an eyebrow at him, looking a little amused.
"Is that right? So where do I fall on the 'conquest' list then?"
Neji did a quick tally in his head, and realized that the figure would make him sound a little promiscuous, especially when compared to ridiculous number like the single digit 'four'. Up until now, he hadn't wanted or had much faith in the idea of monogamous relationships; but that was then.
"You're the first one I let in, in more ways than one." And the only one that matters. He wished he could just erase Sasuke's existence in Naruto's life entirely. He couldn't believe how much it bothered him Naruto might not have been the person he was now without Sasuke and it bothered him even more that the Uchiha bastard had been Naruto's first everything…maybe.
"Hey Naruto, have you ever received before?"
The question seemed to surprise Naruto and the answer cruelly crushed Neji's fragile hopes. "Well yeah, a few times."
Although, it had been a long time ago, back when he and Sasuke were still experimenting and trying to figure out what worked for them; but it still counted. It would always count. Being with Sasuke in that way had been special; kind of good, though definitely not great. Each time they had done it like that, Sasuke would put himself under this ridiculous pressure to make everything perfect and try to be this world class lover when they were both just a couple of untried kids, messing around. As a consequence, Sasuke never really relaxed, which meant Naruto didn't relax either. So it had been okay; but not like when the roles had been reversed- then, it became magic.
Naruto had been a little surprised that Sasuke hadn't made more of a fuss as they seemed to assume their new roles automatically and permanently, and began experimenting around that as a given. He had thought his friend's pride would have been more of an issue; but then, it seemed that Sasuke had figured out even before he did that it had nothing to do with being dominated or submissive- it was simply how they had fit together. Either that, or he had been enjoying himself way too much to give a damn about such concerns. Besides, Sasuke didn't know the meaning of 'submissive', and Naruto was willing to bet Neji didn't either. Naruto pushed away the intrusive thoughts to see Neji eyeing him carefully, watching for something. Naruto could only guess at what, until he realized what the line of questioning had been about.
"Neji," Naruto spoke quietly, but firmly. "What just happened, what is happening, it's just between us. It's real and I'm not regretting it or backpedalling. This is about us, just you and me; and I promise to try my best not to let anyone else intrude on it."
Neji stared at him for a minute, before finally smiling and visibly relaxing. "You want a tour of the rest of the house?"
Naruto would spend the night in Neji's bed, appreciating the way Neji's hair fanned out around his face like some kind of cool halo against the warm sheets and how the man would moan his name, every time he brushed against that special spot.
"I think I've created some kind of monster." Naruto panted as he thrust deeper into his new lover.
"Shut up and fuck me. You made me wait so long."
Naruto grinned down as he did what he was told. He didn't think about returning to his apartment that night; or to the ghost that dwelt there.

Sasuke hung up the phone in frustration as Naruto's cheerful voicemail chimed in for the umpteenth time. It was almost midnight, and he spent most of the day hanging around Naruto's apartment waiting for him to show up. After he had given up and gone home, he had started calling. Still, there was no answer and Sasuke didn't know whether he should have been pissed or worried.
It had taken him this long to get passed the hurt and anger Naruto's rebuff had caused. When he had finally surfaced, he had been shocked to realize that he had been stupid enough to let so much time elapse without finding a way to make amends. He couldn't afford to be stupid any longer; not when he had this much at stake. He tried calling again, letting out a hiss of frustration as the call went unanswered. Where the hell was Naruto? And more importantly-
Who was he with?

Neji found himself in a bit of a problem the next morning when he woke to find that he was pretty much paralysed. Granted, paralysis may have been a bit of an overstatement, but he fucking hurt. He hurt everywhere. He hurt in places he didn't even know he had; up to his hair hurt. He blinked, and his eyelids protested the movement, he tried to roll over, and his back screamed in disapproval. Clearly he had gone a little overboard with the all night lovemaking after having the daylights beaten out of him only a couple hours before. Guessing he would be unable to roll onto his back without crying like a little girl, he swivelled his head to look for Naruto, who undoubtedly would be in almost as bad a shape was he was. Naruto's side of the bed was empty. Maybe the poor man was on the floor, writhing in agony.
"Hey you're awake. I made you breakfast." Naruto walked and set down the tray on the night-table before sitting on the bed, smiling sunnily at an incredulous Neji. "Hungry?"
Dear lord, the man wasn't human. "Um, thanks… I'll get to it in a minute."
"How are you feeling?"
"Fine," Neji lied blatantly. "Never better."
"Because I'd understand if you weren't. I didn't go easy on you during the fight, and I didn't too easy on you last night either. I know Sasuke took awhile to acclimatize and-"
"I'm not Sasuke, I'm not hurt and I'm totally fine."
"Really? Because you haven't moved an inch since I came in."
Neji wiggled his fingers. "There, I moved."
"Ah, well good to know." Naruto's hands slid under the sheet to trail up Neji's thighs and rest firmly in between his legs. The smile aimed towards a suddenly nervous Neji, was positively vulpine. "In that case, you want to do it again?"
Neji's dick, which he just noticed was the only part of his body not requiring traction, eagerly responded to the suggestion. The rest of Neji's body however, recoiled in terror. For the first time since he awoke, Neji found inspiration to move and wriggled away from Naruto. "Get away from me, you android."
Naruto rolled his eyes and reached for the massage oil to see if he could ease a little of Neji's suffering. Really, these clan boys and their pride. He looked over at the lump hiding under the covers and poked it.
"Get over here, you idiot."

"So, you and Neji huh?" Kiba asked as he watched Naruto pummel another unfortunate heavy-bag at their gym.
"Yep, me and Neji." Naruto affirmed, as he poured all his energy into knocking the innocent bag around. He continued mindlessly for awhile before abruptly stopping and snapping at Kiba who was simply sitting there silently, looking at his fingers. "What?!"
"Nothing, nothing! It's great, it's fine. Neji's good for you, he's an awesome guy. It's- It's great."
"It's just that what?"
Kiba opened his mouth and closed it again, before shaking his head. "Nothing, it's awesome, really. You're moving on."
"Yeah," Naruto muttered as he renewed his punishment of the bag. "I'm moving on. I'm not waiting anymore."
'It's just that what?' Kiba sighed as he watched his friend go mindless again. It's just that he could still smell Sasuke's cologne whenever he dropped by Naruto's apartment; and that his friend had spent the past couple of months hovering over his phone hoping it would ring. He knew Naruto was trying to do the healthy, normal thing and move on, and he knew how much the man had come to care about Neji; but at the same time…
Kiba sighed again. He had been thinking a lot about Sasuke too. Without the haze of righteous indignation on Naruto's behalf; Kiba couldn't help remembering another time when Naruto and Sasuke had fallen out; back in the Academy. It had been a major fight and back then, everyone thought the friendship was pretty much over. It had been the first time Kiba had realized just how much the relationship must have meant to Sasuke. During that period, when it had gotten to the point where they'd pass each other in the cafeteria without either boy acknowledging the other, Sasuke had seemed lost and intensely unhappy, though he had hid it well. It only showed in those few, unguarded moments that Kiba had been unlucky to see, like the pathetic look on Sasuke's face when he'd stare across the classroom at Naruto, unconscious that he was doing it all. People always thought you missed out when you sat at the back of the class. As it turns out, you see far too much.
The separation had ended when Naruto had taken his lunch and sat next to Sasuke under the oak tree in the school yard. He hadn't said a word to the dumbstruck and staring Sasuke as he stole the sweet dango out of the older boy's bento, the way he always did. The dango that Sasuke never wanted because he hated sweet things, but still took to school every day. Unfortunately, Kiba noticed things like that too. With that one act, Naruto had blown the tension and awkwardness away, and the world seemed to right itself for everyone. He also remembered how happy and relieved Naruto and Sasuke had been after that, and Sasuke had followed Naruto around like some sort of imprinted duckling. Well, even more so than he usually did. Of course, Kiba hadn't imagined that the boys' relationship would take on an added dimension later on, but even then he couldn't help thinking that maybe, they kind of belonged together.
Kiba twiddled his thumbs as he watched Naruto work out, weighing everything and finding no right or obvious solution to the whole mess. He shrugged and headed to the neighbouring heavy-bag. This was why he hated thinking.

"I cannot believe you've never watched a Bruce Lee movie. It's almost criminal. It's…it's 'un-Asian'!"
Neji scratched his nose as his boyfriend scolded him and inserted the first DVD from a rather formidable stack.
"How could you have gone through life not knowing you aren't supposed to concentrate on the finger?" Naruto flopped down beside him and dramatically pointed to the heavens.
Neji raised a sceptical eyebrow. "Huh? So this some kind of weird sex thing? I kind of like concentrating on your fingers. Besides, I thought he was a martial arts expert, not a porn star."
Naruto turned a funny shade of shocked and indignant purple. "Blasphemy!"
Neji squinted at the stack of DVDs, the popcorn and the sputtering blond next to him. "Naruto…you're kind of a dork, aren't you? I thought Lee and Gai-sensei were the only ones."
Naruto narrowed his eyes and shot him a pointed glare. "You're watching the movies, you will love Bruce Lee and you will follow his teachings. He's the only man to own Chuck Norris' ass for cripes' sake."
"Chuck Norris is a porn star too?"
"Argh!"
Neji did learn a few things that day. For one, it turns out that one of his closest friends and his mentor were both a couple of Bruce Lee knockoffs; and if you move to stick your hand down your boyfriend's pants quickly enough, he doesn't mind too much that you're distracting him from the wonder what is 'the Dragon'. Soon, they lost all interest in the kung-fu movie marathon, and were having sex on Naruto's couch. Neji figured he could apologise to Bruce Lee later.
Neji woke up to find that he was alone in the apartment, having fallen asleep at some point. He had barely registered when Naruto pulled a sheet over him and whispered that he was making an Ichiraku ramen-run. He yawned and sat up when he heard the door open, rubbing his face tiredly and trying to push his hair back.
"Hey, I hope you had locked the door when you decided to go out and leave me lying naked on your couch. If one of your knocking-impaired friends had shown up, I would have-" Neji trailed off, suddenly cognizant that whoever he was talking to was certainly not Naruto. He finally looked up and locked eyes with a visibly stunned Uchiha Sasuke.
This was going to be interesting.

TBC
A/N: *Waves from a safe distance* I hope you enjoyed. I look forward to your feedback!
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