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The Choices Between Friends	By : drivven Category: Naruto AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2121 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 15

Discussions and Departures

"So?" Nara asked expectantly as he leaned back against the sink. His arms were braced on either side of his hips and his ankles were crossed.

Neji bit his bottom lip. This whole night had been a lesson in patience. How could three men who were all so different have such similar affects on him. He wanted to wrap his arms around all three and hold them tightly. His thoughts began to meander down more interesting roads and he reigned it in sharply. He was Neji Hyuuga and he was in control of himself. That thought was repeated for a moment as he ground his teeth in frustration. He didn't like being out of his element and yet here he was actively seeking out such situations.

"Did you speak to either of them today?" Neji's voice did not betray his roiling emotions, but Nara picked up on it anyway.

"A little on the phone." He didn't offer up more than that. He was dissecting Neji's reactions and purposely dragging this out.

Neji's right hand clenched for a moment. He took a deep steadying breath and looked Nara square in the eye. "Did you speak to them as I asked you to?"

"No, not really." Neji's eyes closed, something he did when he knew they would betray him. He swallowed and licked his bottom lip.

"May I ask why?" His eyes were still closed, but his body was speaking volumes to the younger genius.

"We didn't talk long. I was still at school and they were each at work. I wanted to talk to them both together. Take your pick." Neji opened his eyes in time to see Nara shrug and turn towards the sink. His irritation combined with the almost constant excitement of being around the three of them got the better of Neji then. His eyes focused on the elegant neck and he took a few short steps forward. His arms wrapped around Nara's thin waist and his lips brushed that tempting neck.

"You will speak to them after I leave? Won't you?" His breath was hot on Nara's bare neck.

Nara bit his lip. He hadn't expected this move out of Neji. He really needed to study the man's reactions more and stop getting distracted by the man himself. "When are you leaving Neji?" He countered smoothly.

"I am not sure. I do not wish to leave them, without saying goodbye. I am not one to 'slink' away. However, I would not presume. You haven't invited me to stay the night, either. The ball, it would seem, is in your court, Beleza."

Nara was gripping the edge of the counter a lot harder than he'd ever admit. His breathing had picked up noticeably and Neji was not an unobservant man. He just has to know. Damnit! Nara had to change the subject in his own head. "Neji, I'll ask you to stay the night, if you tell me what that word means." His voice sounded breathy in his own ears and he cursed his bodies reactions.

"Beleza?" Nara nodded. Neji debated. He knew that he'd have to tell them eventually, the three of them. He had nicknames for all of them in his own mind. Nar was his 'Tesoro Uno', 'his darling one'. Kiba was 'Teufel', the 'devil'. Nara was his 'Beleza Pintada ', his 'painted beauty'.

He sighed. "It's Portugese. 'Pintada' means 'painted'. 'Beleza' means 'beauty'. You are, if you wish to be, my painted beauty."

Nara was stunned. Normally when people called tattoos 'paint', he got pissed. It wasn't 'paint', it was 'ink' and if the dumbasses knew anything about the 'culture' they'd know that. However, hearing Neji call him that, say it as if they were lovers... It had the opposite affect. He melted back into Neji's strong chest.

"Stay the night with us Neji. I'll talk to them in the morning. We'll decide what we think this needs to be. Then we'll call you and you can come back and we'll discuss it together." It would have to be fair. Nara knew that, and his having some special nickname if the others didn't wasn't fair. He'd address that tomorrow. Tonight, he would just enjoy feeling this way, feeling unique and...appreciated, by a man unlike any he'd ever known.

Neji held Nara for a few moments longer. He was enjoying the contact, but knew he dare not enjoy it too much. Giving the attractive neck a quick chaste kiss, he stepped back slowly, letting Nara right his balance before he pulled away completely. Nara turned and looked into those pale eyes. Screwed doesn't begin to cover it. I am a fucking moron. How did I not see this coming?!! He smiled at Neji. He couldn't help himself.

"Should we try to get some sleep?" Neji's voice was just too damn soothing. Nara's body suddenly reminded his brain how comfortable it had been lying on the floor and how tired it was from getting so little sleep the night before. Nara just knew that Neji could get whatever the hell he wanted with that voice. Man could charm a stone.... Shit, shit, shit.

They made their way back to the living room. Neji took one corner of the large blanket from the night before and Nara took the other. They spread it over the pallet and the two already sleeping men. Nara stripped out of his jeans and t-shirt and slid under the blanket, closest to Kiba. He wanted Nar to get a chance to sleep next to Neji. Neji followed his example and got comfortable, stripping down to the silky boxers and then sliding in between Nara and Nar. Nara pushed him until he turned to face the sleeping blond. He gathered the angelic man into his arms and heard both Nar and Nara sigh in contentment. They really are the least selfish people I've ever known.

Nara draped his arm over Neji's middle as he snuggled his back against Kiba's own strong one. He knew Kiba would roll over in his sleep and glomp onto him. He fell asleep smirking at Kiba's not so secret love of cuddling. Neji followed Nara into oblivion very quickly. He held the sweet golden haired man firmly in his arms. The pleasant weight of Nara's slender arm was comforting, as well. He hadn't slept so soundly in many years. Even Kiba didn't dream. Peace was the order of the night.

If peace was the order of the night, then chaos ruled the morning. Kiba woke first to the ringing of his own cell phone. He reached for his nightstand, still almost completely asleep. Unfortunately, there was no nightstand. There was however, a man sleeping in his arms, so when he'd slapped blindly for the phone, he whacked Nara square in the eye. Nara came awake groggily and swung back at his aggressor, who his sleep hazed mind thought was his prankish father. His blow caught Kiba in the jaw. The commotion woke the lightly dozing Nar, who rolled away and was blinking dazedly from his crouched position under the window.

Neji awoke instantly, just as he had since he was five. He lay still for a moment, knowing that any sudden movements before knowing where you were could cause injury. He'd only woken up flailing once in the hospital and had ripped the wires and tubes that were in his body, causing himself even greater pain. The lesson had stayed with him for the rest of his life.

He knew where he was and who he was with. Nara and Kiba were cursing at each other vehemently, behind his back. Nar was crouched under the window, staring at the other two in confusion. Neji rolled gracefully away from the quarreling men, he sat up and leaned against the base of the couch. One elegant eyebrow rose in question as he used his 'soothing' voice. "Good morning." He greeted the three.

Kiba looked at him in consternation. How the hell could he call this good? Nara deflated, being pissed was just too much work. He flopped back against the pillows and gave Neji the first real look at the beginnings of a black eye. Nar was up from his crouch and across the room in a flash. He returned from the kitchen with two bags of ice and two towels very quickly. "What the hell happened?"

"My phone rang and...I forgot where I was."

"So it seems he attempted to kill me instead of his phone."

"Yeah. I usually throw it across the room....sorry Nara."

"S'okay."

"Who was it?" The blond asked.

"Fuck if I know...." Kiba fished the source of the conflict out of his pocket and flipped it open. "Ahh, crap!" He glared at his phone as if he wished he had killed the device.

Nara sniggered and Nar laughed. "Mom." They chimed in unison. Kiba continued to glare at his phone. Neji just watched them interact.

The phone rang again and Kiba actually dropped it in surprise. This seemed to amuse his friends immensely. "Crap."

Nara grabbed the phone and answered it in a sickeningly sweet voice. "Good morning Mom! How are you this fine fine day?"

"Put my mutt on the phone Nara, now!"

"Yes ma'am." Nara held the phone out to Kiba and gave him an evil grin, then he called as if Kiba were out of the room. "Kiba hon, Mom wants to know why you're molesting poor Nar." The blond clamped his hand over his mouth and began making muffled cries for help, with a few more lewd sounds.

"Fuck you two!" Kiba roared and snatched the phone from Nara. The other brunette was doubled over laughing. Nar was in a similar position.

"Don't you speak to me like that whelp!"

"NO, I didn't mean you! I was talking to the assholes."

"Maybe if you could leave their assholes alone..."

"Damnit MOM!"

Cackling was all he heard for a little bit. His hand fisted in his hair as he glared at his 'friends'. "Did you call for a reason?" He asked defeated.

"There's gonna be a BBQ tonight, bring your two favorite assholes." With that Tsume Inuzuka hung up. She knew the boy would obey. He knew better than not to.

Kiba flung the phone at the blond, who dodged it easily, but didn't manage to get away from the lunge that followed the device. Kiba had him down on the floor and was tickling the life out of him. "Damit Nar....now you've done it!"

Nara got up then, still chuckling and holding the ice to his abused eye. Neji watched as Kiba quickly had Nar squirming out of breath. He shook his head and grabbed the small bottle of mouthwash he had in his bag. He washed his face and rinsed his mouth in the kitchen. He hadn't wanted it to appear as if he'd planned on staying, so he hadn't brought more than the mouthwash, a brush, deoderant, and a t-shirt.; all things some people would keep with them, for a night out.

When Neji made it back to the living room, he found Nara, Nar, and Kiba in a no holds barred wrestling match. Nara and Nar were ganging up on Kiba it seemed. They quickly had the rough man down on his back. It seemed that Nar wasn't half as ticklish as Kiba was. They were quickly exhausted and lay in a heap on the floor, a tangle of arms and legs. Neji pulled his sketchbook out of his bag soundlessly and began a quick charcoal sketch. He was smiling happily as he captured the three of them in this moment.

Nar's stomach growled and the three disintegrated into laughter again. "You and that bottomless pit!" Kiba growled. "Let's feed the airhead before he blows away." Nar just stuck his tongue out at Kiba.

Nara rolled his eyes. "Get off me. And I am not cooking breakfast. It's Nar's turn." Nara got the same tongue treatment as Kiba.

The blond stood up and was the first one to remember their company. He flushed a pretty dusky rose color and headed for the bathroom, grumbling about making breakfast for gorgeous men and unappreciative assholes.

Kiba rolled off of Nara. "Oh, guess what? You and the airhead are coming to Mom's for a BBQ, today. Lucky you." Kiba raised his head to regard Neji who was still sitting at the kitchen table working on the drawing. "Should we drag pretty boy along? Or do you have some place to be?" The first question was for Nara, the second for Neji.

Neji looked up from his work, catching Nara's eyes first, then met Kiba's. "I have to run some errands in a bit. I think Nara has some things planned for the three of you. If you wish me to go after that, call me and we'll see."

It sounded like a cagey answer to Kiba, so he gave them both a warning look. He had no idea what was going on and that was what he didn't like. Nar came out of the bathroom, showered and awake. He waltzed into the kitchen with only a towel around his waist. Nara rolled his eyes. It would seem that Nar was becoming more confident with the situation. "You're dripping on the floor."

Nar gave Nara a fake grin and began pulling items from the cabinets and the frig. "Damnit Nar, put some damn clothes on! It's way to early in the morning for this crap." Kiba was feeling uncomfortable. When Nar just wiggled his ass at his friend, Kiba got up and headed to take his own shower, needing an excuse to leave the room. He couldn't handle that just then.

Nar's tinkling giggle followed the irritated man out of the room. "He's such a crab ass in the mornings." The blond observed as he ruffled his damp hair and steadfastly ignored the fact that Neji was in the room. This was kind of their normal routine and Nar had decided that he was going to do his best to not let the older man's presence alter his own behavior so much.

Nara just sat at the table watching Nar move around the kitchen. He was trying to figure out what the blond was up to. Neji had been a little stunned at first. Now, he was enjoying the view a bit more than he should. He pulled out a fresh sheet of paper and began to draw the man, trying to distract himself from his own reactions.

His critical eye caught the way the droplets of water fell from the unruly hair to catch on the golden shoulders, then run down the strong lean back in little rivulets. Nar had no visible tattoos. His body was clean and unmarked. It gave him an innocent, pure feel. Neji set himself the task of catching and committing that essence to paper.

Kiba came out of the bathroom and threw a towel at Nara. He was still giving the two 'conspirators' that odd suspicious look. Nar set a plate in front of his nose, french toast, Kiba's favorite. Neji thanked him when he set a plate down next to the sketchbook, but continued his drawing. Nar got a peek at the image on the paper, blushed, and quickly went to dress. He hadn't expected Neji to be drawing him like that. He was totally embarrassed. Now the man had a half naked picture of Nar, one he'd drawn himself!

After Nara's shower, it was Neji's turn. He was as quick about it as he could be, not sure how much warm water there was left after the other three showers. He didn't have his usual hair products and his long hair was prone to tangling unless managed correctly, so he borrowed one of Nara's hair ties from the little can by the sink and pulled his hair back into a tight braid beginning at the base of his neck. He took his time, in case the other's were discussing anything 'sensitive' in his absence. He put the jeans he'd worn the day before back on and the fresh shirt that he'd brought. When he was sure he'd stalled too much, he made his way out of the bathroom.

Neji had been correct. The three of them were seated at the kitchen table, obviously involved in a serious discussion. Nar saw him first and turned his spiky blond head in Neji's direction. The look on his face was soft and slightly mystified. Nara didn't look at Neji and he was certain that did not bode well for him. Kiba got up to get a bottle of water from the frig. He too didn't look directly at Neji. Neji affixed a false half smile on his face and made to gather his things. Once he had everything gathered he made his way to the three men who were quietly seated at the table.

He regarded them for a moment before on impulse he stepped forward and kissed Nar gently on the forehead and murmured. "Thank you Tesoro Uno. I have enjoyed your company."

He turned to Kiba and smirked wickedly. "And you Teufel, are most interesting." He kissed Kiba on the cheek, not as gently as he had kissed the blond. Kiba's stubble was rough against his lips.

Neji turned to Nara then and let his eyes tell the man that he understood. It really had been a great deal to ask of them. Nara seemed to have withdrawn from Neji. He could see it in the man's posture, so he did not kiss Nara. He touched the man's cheek softly with just two fingertips. "Beleza Pintada. Promise you will look after the 'sweet one' and the 'devil'. No matter what comes of this. I would like to know that when you watch over them, it will in part be for me." Nara swallowed hard and just nodded before looking away.

Neji slipped out the door quietly after that and if it weren't for the tension left behind in the room, the only evidence of his presence was the sketch of the three friends still lying on Nara's countertop.
~TBC...
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