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Undercurrents	By : Darkprism Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2136 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Neji shifted uncomfortably in the cushioned leather seat. The backs of his thighs were sticking to the slick upholstery, and Neji pulled a face at the sensation.

Sasuke snorted softly next to Neji. �What�s the matter, Hyuga? Leather not agreeing with you?�

Neji ignored him.

�Leave him be, Sasuke,� Kakashi said from the rear-facing seat. He didn�t bother looking up from his book, a slender finger moving to turn the page.

Neji�s gaze swept over the gray-haired man, appreciating once again how enticing he looked. Kakashi wore leather pants that stretched the definition of the word, seeming to show more than they covered. They were heavy, skintight, and held together from hip to just below the knee with heavy silver buckles. Pale flesh winked between each buckle before the pants disappeared into tall, black boots. Kakashi�s torso was bare, but he wore a long, rippling coat with a high black collar. The coat fell past Kakashi�s knees and hugged his frame, and when he stood, he could secure more buckles that pulled the soft fabric closed and snug.

Neji�d seen Kakashi numerous times at Break wearing something similar, but instead of the coat he wore a leather collar that buckled over his upper chest and neck and could zip to cover the lower part of his face.

The man wore the look very, very well in Neji�s opinion.

Sasuke made an exasperated little noise. �If he�d stop fidgeting, he might manage to pull off the outfit,� he said to Kakashi.

�Shut it, Uchiha,� Neji said conversationally. He slowly turned his head to look at Sasuke, eyes wicked. �I can�t help it if I look better in a skirt than you do.� Neji smoothed his hands over the impossibly short leather skirt, enjoying the texture. Sitting down, he could see the thin strip of black lace at the top of the silk stockings he wore under the skirt. And Neji knew that when he walked, the lace would show tantalizingly with each swing of his long legs. The thigh-high, soft-suede, black boots just emphasized the length of his legs and created a pleasant sensation coupled with the stockings.

They certainly felt a damn sight better than the laced-up waist cincher he wore that made sitting a new exercise in labored breathing. But it emphasized his slim form and looked good with the leather-and-lace shrug that covered his shoulders and arms. Lace webbing crossed his back to attach soft leather sleeves that ran down the length of his arms and ended in a loop over each middle finger. A solid leather piece covered his upper chest and throat, leaving nipples and a strip of torso exposed above the cincher.

Neji chose to leave his hair loose and applied eyeliner with a skill that rivaled Sasuke�s. Neji knew Sasuke liked to be the prettiest man in a group, and tonight he had competition.

It put the raven in a foul humor.

�Oh, now Neji,� Sasuke purred. �Don�t blame me for being a little surprised. Who knew you could look like such a delicious little bitch?�

Neji smiled at Sasuke showing teeth. �Oh there are a few lucky people who know how delicious I can be,� he purred back. �So sad you�ll never be one of them.�

Black eyes flashed at Neji. �You�re right; it�s tragic. I cry myself to sleep every night knowing I�ll never experience the beauty that is a limp-wristed dom.�

�But Sasuke,� Neji replied, tilting his head and expression forming mock-sorrow. �Don�t say that. I hear you know all about being limp and lifeless.�

�Girls � don�t make daddy separate you two,� Kakashi said, breaking some of the tension. �You�re only supposed to act like disobedient subs. So we can stop with the character development, okay?�

Sasuke huffed and scowled out the window.

Neji bit his tongue to stop himself from saying something about disobedient subs and Sasuke. He got his temper back under his control and turned to watch scenery through the heavily-tinted glass. They were all on edge, and truth be told the bit of banter was the first thing that had managed to distract Neji from his thoughts all day. His mind kept returning to the things on the flash drive �

�Please�please stop��

�But you want to please me, right, little slut? That�s what you said, anyway. Or are you a liar as well as a disappointment?�

�No�no master��

�Then show me how much you want to please me, bitch. Bleed.�

- which rendered Neji angry and nearly useless. Thankfully, this wasn�t the first time he and Kakashi had gone out to exact a little personal justice for one reason or another. Neji got himself dressed and ready for the role he normally played � bait � without issue. Sasuke was a new addition, but considering the reputation of the man they sought, it was a logical decision.

Kakashi suddenly snapped his book shut. �We�re getting close,� he said. Neji marveled at how the man never seemed to miss a detail despite all evidence to the contrary.

�Let�s go over the plan again,� Kakashi said, leaning forward in the seat.

Neji nodded. �The mission is straight-forward: we get to Haze, find the dom that abused Shikamaru among other submissives, and explain to him in no uncertain terms that this portion of his life is over.

�Sasuke and I will act as your slaves,� Neji said to Kakashi. �In an effort to lure the man into one of the private rooms. You will say and do whatever it takes to convince the man that we are in need of his particular brand of dominance and punishment.�

�Explain to me why Kakashi is responsible for negotiating when you�re the smoothest talker among us?� Sasuke asked, finally turning away from the window to look at Neji.

�Kakashi makes a convincing dom, and we make pretty toys,� Neji replied, lips quirking at the rare compliment from Sasuke. �The information Kakashi has on this man indicates that he likes to prey on unseasoned submissives�people new to the Scene, that sort of thing. Since you and I are recognizable and are well-known for our tastes at least in certain circles, I�m hoping that Kakashi can use our names to entice the asshole into agreeing to play.�

�He�ll get the chance to torture the princes of both the Hyuga and the Uchiha families,� Kakashi interjected. �I think he�ll cave.�

�And you don�t think he�ll smell a set-up?� Sasuke asked.

�Why should he?� Neji asked. �Kakashi, Tenzo, and I have made a few trips to Haze under the guise of wanting to play or chat with the owner. It�s been years since the target played with Shikamaru, and our information indicates that what he did to Shika is common practice for him.�

Sasuke nodded. �There was nothing special to him about Shikamaru, so even if he�s seen you two in the tabloids, it wouldn�t raise any flags for him.�

�Correct,� Neji said. �Besides, you�re underestimating Kakshi�s ability to negotiate a deal.� Neji grinned. �He has to work hard for every inch he gains under Iruka.�

Kakashi coughed. �Yes, well�I think we all understand the plan.�

Sasuke smirked and shifted in the seat, chains clinking. Sasuke�s outfit was by far the most artistic of the three men. Vinyl leggings emerged from the tops of knee-high boots and left nothing to the imagination. A silver chain snaked out of the waistband of the pants and branched to connect both pierced nipples. Neji knew the silver chain connected to a cockring because its outline was clearly visible through the leggings.

An intricate working of leather straps and other silver chain criss-crossed over Sasuke�s pale upper body, thick over one shoulder and leaving lots of teasing flesh naked for consumption. Black onyx winked from his earlobes and lip, and his dark eyes were lined and shadowed to make them appear twice their size.

He did, Neji admitted, look pretty damned good.

�So we cower and act terrified yet seductive while you con the man into playing,� Sasuke said.

Kakashi nodded. �We think it would be the most appealing to him.� He paused.

�It would probably be best if you two at least appeared to get along. That would make the explaining a little easier.�

Sasuke grunted. Neji had no idea how Naruto managed to put up with this brat. The continual desire to break him like dried tinder would get a little tiresome.

�It does make strategic sense,� Sasuke conceded. He looked at Kakashi. �And I suppose we should start treating you like our master?�

Kakashi smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. �It�d probably be good to get used to the idea.�

�Hn.�

Neji rolled his eyes. They were going to find the man who nearly destroyed his lover, and they were doing it by following a plan that Sasuke asked to be a part of and then agreed to follow. Yet he still acted like sharing air with anyone other than Naruto was almost too large a burden to bear.

Typical.

�So then, master,� Sasuke taunted as he slid closer to Neji on the seat. �What do you suggest we do first?� Sasuke�s arm slid along the back of the seat behind Neji.

�You two should definitely kiss and make up,� Kakashi said. �Can�t have you two squabbling and ruining the performance.� He grinned.

The look Neji gave Kakashi would have killed a lesser man.

�I can do that,� Sasuke said softly. He lightly put one hand on Neji�s thigh and leaned in to swipe his lips over Neji�s shoulder.

�Kakashi � � Neji broke off abruptly as Sasuke leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on his neck.

�Honestly, Sasuke,� Neji said, rolling his eyes. He uncrossed his legs to turn and shove Sasuke away, but the irritating man used the opportunity to press closer. He kicked his feet up into the seat and lay across Neji�s lap. Sasuke rested his face on one arm along Neji�s thigh, and the other hand came up to lazily trace circles on Neji�s knee.

�Is he always this bad at the acting part, master?� Sasuke asked.

�I think you might just be particularly good,� Kakashi replied, grinning evilly.

Neji moved to grasp Sasuke�s hair and yank the bitch out of his lap, but Kakashi coughed. �Now, now, Neji,� he said. �Nothing wrong with setting the mood.�

�Need I remind you people that we�re going to go see the man that hurt Shikamaru?� Neji asked, exasperated and angry.

�And we�re going to annihilate him for it,� Sasuke said from his lap. �But if you walk in there looking like you�ve got death on your mind, everyone will notice.�

�I have better control than that,� Neji retorted.

�Exactly,� Sasuke said, his finger still playing along the leather of the boots Neji wore. �We�re pretending to be misbehaving subs that are going to get fed to a madman. Somehow you�re going to have to be carefully uncontrolled to make this convincing.�

Sasuke�s touch was distracting, which made Neji even angrier. He wanted to hurt something. Break things. He�d felt like that all day, and he nearly vibrated with the need, now.

Neji glared up at Kakashi. �And I suppose you think he makes perfect sense?�

Kakashi shrugged one shoulder, gaze intent.

�Oooh, angry,� Sasuke said, rolling over in Neji�s lap before sitting up. The movement pressed Neji back against the seat. �That�s better.�

�Bitch,� Neji snarled. �Get off of me!� He moved to arm block Sasuke into the door, but Sasuke gracefully leaned back and ducked the blow.

It was insane that the man could move that fast.

Sasuke wasted no time after he dodged the blow. He cuddled in close and nuzzled at Neji�s neck, lips pressing a few chaste kisses to his skin.

�You�re not angry at Sasuke, Neji,� Kakashi said, his voice perfectly reasonable. �He�s here to help us, remember?�

Neji didn�t answer. He hated this feeling: like he was going to fly apart at any moment.

�He�s not getting away with it,� Sasuke whispered.

For a second, Neji thought he was going to just lose it; have a breakdown here in this damned limo with Sasuke of all people lying in his lap.

�Balance the emotions and remember our goal,� Kakashi said quietly.

Neji sucked in a stabilizing breath and wrapped his arms around the slim man in his lap, resting his forehead against one pale shoulder. The damnable thing was that Sasuke and Kakashi were right. This wasn�t just another visit to Haze to make sure things were running smoothly and safely in the darkest corners of Neji�s country. This was no warning mission � no random act of vigilante justice.

This time, it was very, very personal.

And Neji needed to act to make sure it went exactly as he � they � planned.

�We�re here,� Kakashi said just before the limo rolled to a stop, and Neji released Sasuke. The gray haired man pulled two strips of leather and a handful of silver chain out of his coat pocket. He looked at Neji, one eyebrow raised.

Neji blinked slowly, blew out a breath, and nodded.

Sasuke kissed Neji�s neck one more time before rolling up and off the seat to kneel in the floor. Neji sighed and followed his lead, trying to tamp down all the emotions that threatened to bubble over and focus on the task at hand.

Kakashi secured Sasuke�s collar first and attached one length of chain to it. Then he turned and held out a collar for Neji, who smiled at the gesture. Kakashi was good at everything he did; Iruka was lucky.

Neji shook his head, hair whispering, and tilted back to bare his throat. Kakashi slid the leather around and secured it before snapping the chain on the d-ring in front.

�Out of the car,� Kakashi commanded.

Neji and Sasuke moved at once to obey, Neji slipping into the role he needed to fulfill for the first part of the night. The two moved to stand outside the limo, the night air making Neji shiver. The chain from their collars hung down until Kakashi climbed out and picked up both leads. He fastened his coat and then pivoted on one heel, heading for the entrance to the club. Neji and Sasuke walked briskly to keep up.

Ahead of the trio was a large, squat building surrounded by an acre of asphalt and buzzing, flickering lights. Neji grimaced in distaste as they reached the front door and walked inside the club.

Haze was a renovated warehouse, its interior space divided by hanging curtains and moveable walls. The middle area was completely open and full of lounges and furniture, most of it innocent. There was a long row of �private� rooms along one wall, which were actually just curtained-off spaces offering a semblance of privacy. A bar ran along the back side of the main room, and behind it were the restrooms and a small kitchen. On the left side was an open DJ booth and a projector screen that ran a continual loop of BDSM porn.

The trio stopped just inside the door, eyes adjusting to the gray gloom. There was no entryway at Haze; just a counter where one could check anything from clothing to people � the latter usually waiting until some other master came along to claim them � and a wide metal staircase that led up to the second level. Upstairs were the actual private rooms, but some of them were entirely glass on one side, letting people have full view of the silent play that went on behind the closed door.

Neji tried not to breathe too deeply; the place didn�t smell very good. The boy behind the check counter might be legal, but Neji rather doubted it. He quickly reminded himself of submissive protocol, and managed to look everywhere without actually looking up or meeting anyone�s gaze. Sasuke moved closer to Neji�s right side, one hand reaching out to clasp Neji�s.

Music thudded throughout the club, and with no walls or soundproofing to dampen the noise, it was deafening. Kakashi looked around for a moment, scanning the room casually. Then he tugged sharply on the leads and led his two subs into the main part of the building. He looked every inch the confident dom, and Neji found himself admiring.

Haze rarely operated to full capacity, and tonight was no different. A smattering of couples occupied some of the furniture. They passed a hooded sub chained to a bench, and a dark-clothed woman standing with arms crossed to watch a rather ineffectual flogging.

After a moment of searching the nearly empty room, Kakashi led Neji and Sasuke over to a couch. There he pointed violently down, and Sasuke and Neji immediately sat, heads bowed. Kakashi made a great show of pretending to yell, one hand on his hip. He wasn�t actually speaking � there was no point and it was too loud - but to anyone watching it�d look like a great verbal lashing.

Sasuke turned on the couch and threw his arms around Neji, clinging and shaking. The move surprised Neji, and for a moment he forgot to act. Scowling and refusing to be outdone by the prima donna Uchiha, Neji curled his body protectively around Sasuke�s, face turned down and away from the convincingly agitated Kakashi.

Neji�s mind whirled; Kakashi wouldn�t bother with such a display without purpose. He must see the target nearby, and the man probably had full view of the couch. Neji considered their position. They needed the target interested, and it wouldn�t hurt if Kakashi made a little display of violence.

�Boots,� Neji shouted in Sasuke�s ear. The raven flinched at the volume, but then nodded imperceptibly. Neji released Sasuke and fell down to his knees on the floor. Guessing from Kakashi�s body where the target might be, Neji put his ass in the air, effectively flashing the stockings and the leather thong he wore under the skirt. When his lips met polished leather, he nuzzled and reached out to cling desperately to Kakashi�s ankle.

Meanwhile Sasuke gracefully dropped to the floor on his knees and wrapped himself around Kakashi�s leg. He kissed and licked at the leather of Kakashi�s pants, tongue finding its way in between the buckles. Neji watched Sasuke work, his head tilted just slightly to one side to catch it all in his peripheral vision.

Under his hands, Kakashi stiffened, probably surprised by the sudden display. Then Kakashi moved and Neji felt a gentle hand in his hair. Immediately Neji grasped Kakashi�s hand and yanked himself up as though his master�s grip was harsh. Neji threw himself backward toward the couch and landed in a heap, hair falling into his face and legs akimbo. Sasuke followed a second later, and Neji heard him wail � the sound loud even over the thudding base.

Kakashi stepped forward and jabbed at the couch again, and Neji and Sasuke resumed their positions as distraught subs. Neji watched Kakashi shake his head and stalk off in the direction Neji�d flashed his goods, happy he was right.

�Okay?� Sasuke whisper-yelled near Neji�s ear.

Neji pulled back to run his hands over Sasuke�s face as though comforting him. He nodded, and then the raven ducked back in to burrow his face in Neji�s neck, shoulders shaking as though he wept.

Damn the bitch was good at this.

�which made Neji feel a little sorry for Naruto. The Uchiha could probably manipulate the poor man into a corner. And then around the block. Twice.

Neji�s mind worked while they waited, his hands absently soothing across Sasuke�s back. Sitting here looking miserable was all well and good, but how long should they wait before they disobeyed and went to find Kakashi?

Thankfully Neji didn�t have to answer that question because a few seconds later, Kakashi reappeared, another man following. Neji saw them coming, but Sasuke couldn�t, so he squeezed the raven�s arm in warning. Sasuke tensed and then shifted so his cheek rested against Neji�s shoulder. His eyeliner was a little smudged; a nice touch.

Neji kept his eyes down as the two men approached. For a moment, both Kakashi and the target just stood next to the couch. Neji didn�t dare glance up to see if they spoke or signaled one another. The tension ratcheted as he waited, trying to anticipate the next move. Neji swallowed and felt sweat slide uncomfortably beneath his clothing.

A rough hand grabbed his hair and yanked back with entirely too much force, making Neji gasp. He made his body move with the violent motion, else the man rip out his hair or damage his neck muscles. Neji managed to keep his gaze lowered, but he felt the dom�s eyes on him. Confirming who he was?

Neji thought it likely.

After a long, painful moment, Neji was released. Sasuke crouched on the sofa, head down but not far enough to obscure his face. After another moment slowed by adrenaline, Kakashi reached over and took the chain leads into his hand. He yanked harshly, and Neji mentally cursed as he nearly fell face-first into the floor. Neji recovered, as did Sasuke, and they both stood to follow Kakashi as they headed toward the front of the club.

Good, Neji thought. We�re heading to a private room.

Sure enough, Neji and Sasuke followed Kakashi up the metal staircase to the second floor catwalk, the view open to below. Kakashi headed away from the rooms with the glass sides and aimed for the long line of solid rooms.

Suddenly they all paused, and Neji saw Kakashi lean in as the target said something. Kakashi seemed to consider and then nodded. Curiosity making his tension flare, Neji could only follow as they walked past the entire bank of regular rooms. The hell�where were they going?

Sneaking a glance, Neji finally saw their destination: there was a set of narrow stairs at the end of the ramp that led up to a closed door. Back when this place was a warehouse, he was sure that�s where the manager�s office would have been. The windows were now blacked-out, and he saw the target dig in his pocket for a key as he ascended the steps. The other three men followed, Kakashi dropping his arm to give the leads slack so they could all climb the stairs in single-file.

The target opened the door and they went inside. Neji breathed through the rush of adrenaline like years of sparring taught him how to do. He quickly took inventory of the room: two large windows, blacked out and covered in soundproofing material; benches, one Andrew�s cross, two cots shoved together to make a larger bed, a trunk full of toys, and a low table covered with various bottles.

Kakashi walked the furthest into the room, bodily blocking access to the trunk and table. Sasuke stayed near the door, blocking the exit. Neji moved within range of the target, but kept his head down.

�So,� Yakushi Kabuto said, pushing glasses up on his nose and turning as he spoke. �How do you think we should-� He paused when he saw how close Neji was.

But it was too late.

~*~

A/N: Apologies for the delay! Real life and all that. Hope you enjoy.

And thank you one and all yet again for the encouragement and kind words. So very, very appreciated!

Much love & impending retribution...

ETA: *sigh* Formatting. Put in the italics that needed to be there. And have I mentioned I love dressing these boys? No? Well.

I bloody well do.

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