Of Love and Laughter | By : chilepie Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1210 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Neji walked through the double glass doors leading to
Naruto’s office suite and caught the eyes of the new secretary at the big
receptionist desk. He was glad the other one had been fired since the woman had
never endingly flirted with any and all men who walked through. It had been
exceedingly unprofessional. If he’d had his way, she’d never have been hired in
the first place but Naruto had known her Uncle and so had given her a chance.
The new secretary’s plump face brightened and she smiled
warmly at him; the smile reaching all the way to her brown eyes.
“Good Morning. You must be Hyuuga-san,”
she said, surprising Neji for a moment. Upon seeing his confusion, her smile
grew wider to a true grin. “Naruto told me to look out for you. He said, ‘Look
for the long haired beauty with the breathtaking eyes.’ That certainly fits
you. Plus he showed me a picture….several actually.” She laughed quietly when
he rolled his eyes. “He’s not there quite yet. Still in a meeting so he can
delegate all the duties around to be able to be gone for your honeymoon.
Congratulations by the way.”
“Thank you,” he told her. “You call him Naruto?” he asked, a
little miffed at the lack of a respectful title for his fiancée.
“I wouldn’t normally. He insisted that I call him by his first
name. At least not when around clients.” She shook her
head. “He’s such a sweetheart. But I don’t have to tell you that.”
Neji’s eyes narrowed and his face became a little cooler
then it had already been. The lady seemed surprised and she blinked. “Your
accent, are you from America?”
Truth be told, it was more then just the lady’s accent that gave her away
instantly as foreign. But Neji figured she was more sensitive about her speech
than anything because of the way she’d blushed at the rebuke.
“Yes. I moved here two months ago. Forgive me if I offend
you by talking too informally, I’m still getting used to the language,” she
told him with a small, shamed smile. She started fiddling with the collar of
the blue blouse she wore.
“I understand. I will wait for him over here,” Neji said,
indicating a small sitting area placed off to the side for just that purpose.
He turned to walk away and it was suddenly like he felt Naruto tapping him on
the shoulder and clearing his throat. Sighing he spoke to the lady without
turning around. “You speak very well. I know how hard it is to learn our
language at first.”
“Oh! I...thank you,” the secretary stuttered out behind him.
He could practically feel the smile she shot his back.
Sitting down, Neji pulled out a small laptop from his black
briefcase and checked up on some of the ‘minor details’ that Naruto couldn’t be
bothered with; namely the seating chart for the reception after the ceremony
tomorrow. A small smile tugged the corner of Neji’s mouth, wanting desperately
to shine through. He still couldn’t believe he was marrying Naruto tomorrow.
It’d been three months since Naruto proposed to him that
night and when the girls had found out, ‘the girls’ being Ino,
Sakura, Hinata and TenTen, they had insisted (forcibly)
that he and Naruto have a true wedding instead of the quiet, in home gathering
they had planned. Ok….Neji had planned a quiet ceremony after overruling
Naruto’s idea of saying vows while skydiving. The girls had even said they
would take care of the whole thing. This, of course, meant that Neji was
constantly policing them and making sure the ceremony wasn’t overdone. He trusted Hinata and TenTen
to know what he would like but Sakura and Ino had a
tendency to take over.
Naruto was no help either. He agreed with almost everything
the girls had put before him, up to and including Neji in a wedding dress.
Hell. No. One bone chilling look from Neji’s pale eyes was all it had taken for
that idea to be tossed out the window and quickly.
“Hyuuga-san?” the secretary’s
voice interrupted his thoughts and Neji stopped typing to look over his
shoulder at her. “Sorry to interrupt but Na..Uzumaki-san
asked me to tell you to wait for him in his office,” she said, her voice a
little slower and it was obvious she was trying to say everything perfectly.
Tone still professionally polite, she gave him a smile that he only knew was
empty because he’d seen her real one earlier.
Neji felt like an ass. He had really hurt her feelings.
Before he’d started going out with Naruto he’d never have felt even a twinge of
remorse for that. He would have even felt a bit smug and superior. But now…
“Thank you…I’m sorry, but I don’t know your name,” he said.
He even managed a tightening of lips that constituted for a smile. He closed the
laptop, put it back in the briefcase and stood up, smoothing a crease out of
his black slacks.
“I’m sorry! I didn’t give it to you, did I? It’s Damita Malor…umm…Malor Damita I mean.”
She ducked her head and Neji could see her mouthing the word ‘stupid’ in
English.
“Maror-san?”
Neji said, stumbling a little over the L sound in her name. He was fluent in
English but even he had a difficult time when that letter showed up. Walking
closer to the desk, he looked down at her and perched his head to one side.
“Just call me Demi or Demi-san if you prefer,” she said brightening up. “Everyone
here has a hard time pronouncing my name so they all call me Demi-chan or Demi-san and I’m babbling…..I’m sorry.” She did the little head dip
again.
Neji could see now what his fiancée saw in her. He gave a
breathy imitation of a laugh.
“It’s fine, Demi-san.”
At the bright smile that earned him, he blinked. “I will go to Naruto’s office
now. I know where it is so you can stay here at the desk.” She nodded, grinning
like he’d given her a present and he turned away from the desk to walk down the
carpeted hallway, his soft-soled shoes making no sound on the neutral carpet as
he made his way to Naruto’s office.
The secretary, leaning over her desk, watched him as he
walked down the hall, opened her boss’ door and went inside; just to make sure
he made it alright, of course. As the door clicked shut, she sat back in her
chair and let out a low whistle.
In the office, Neji quickly went over to Naruto’s desk and
began setting up his wedding present for the man. He pushed papers in to a pile
and moved the keyboard to rest on its side by the monitor. In its place he sat
his laptop. Rummaging in the briefcase he searched for a certain item of high
importance to his present and found it inexplicably missing. Pale eyes widened
and he racked his brain trying to remember if he forgot to pack it.
A knock sounded on the door and the secretary poked her head
inside. At her flushed cheeks, Neji’s eyes narrowed. He was thoroughly confused
as she walked quickly over to him without a word, took his hand and placed
something in it before turning and going back to the door. Just as she got to
it she turned and looked him in the eye.
“You dropped that by your chair. Excuse me,” she said and bowed
so that her shoulder length, red-brown hair hid her face. Turning quickly with
a whirl of skirts, she left, closing the door behind her.
Neji looked down to the object she’d placed in his hands.
There was the item he’d been searching for, a travel size bottle of lube. He
blushed brightly and was seriously considering reconsidering this present when
he caught sight of a picture on the desk. It was of him and Naruto many years
ago on their first date. Naruto had his arm flung around a frowning Neji in front
of a movie theatre.
Staring at the picture a moment, Neji finally found the
courage to go ahead with the rest of his plan. Only doing so because he knew
how much it would mean to Naruto and he desperately wanted to give him
something he’d always remember. So, Naruto’s happy face in mind, he stripped
off his green shirt, his pants, underwear and shoes and stashed them out of
sight.
Highly uncomfortable, Neji sat in the big leather chair
behind the desk. Correction, he sat in the big, cold, leather chair
behind the desk. The smooth leather was soft against his naked backside. He
took a deep breath and put the lube in the top most drawer;
annoyed that his hand was shaking. He was nervous. He couldn’t help it. This
was Naruto’s kink, not his. He wasn’t the one that got off on the idea of
getting caught having sex in a public place.
For years Naruto had been begging Neji to have sex with him
in his office. Even saying they could do it after hours when even the cleaning
people would be gone. Neji had always refused; vehemently. Naruto’d finally
given it up about a year ago except for a few gropes when Neji would come visit
him at work. However, a week ago Neji’d come home to
his own personal fantasy which Naruto had crafted in honor of him saying he’d
marry him. It had been Naruto’s wedding gift to him.
He’d walked in the door and found it dark in the apartment.
That was strange because he knew Naruto had stayed home that day and should be
there. It wasn’t that late so he shouldn’t be asleep either. Faint light could
be seen under the door to their bedroom and Neji had headed to it. When he
pushed the door open he was stunned absolutely speechless by what lay beyond
it.
Sitting surrounded by the soft glow of purple and red
candles was Naruto, naked and tied to one of the kitchen chairs. His feet were
tied to the legs of the chair and his hands were handcuffed behind his back
over the back of it. A ball gag cut across his face and a red scarf was around
his eyes. Neji went damn near instantly hard and just as quickly cursed himself
for it.
Never had he thought Naruto would do this. Not after, when
Neji had told him of his fantasy of a sensual bondage scene, Naruto, hands shaking,
had told him the reason he couldn’t do it. Long story short, Naruto had been
raped as a child by a very sadistic man. The man had tied him up and beat him
between the rapes. Neji had never brought it up again.
But now, Naruto had tied himself up and left a shiny black
leather whip with a white bow on it hanging from the chair back. When Neji
touched his shoulder he’d jumped and screamed through the gag. Neji was
tripping over himself to get the thing off as well as the handcuffs, blindfold
and leg ties. Then he hugged Naruto to him tightly and held him as the other
man’s shaking subsided. Never will Neji forget what happened when he’d calmed
down because Naruto had looked at him with tearful but sincere blue eyes and
told him, “If it’s you. Only if it’s you, I want to do it if it’s you. I have
to see you. I just couldn’t see you.”
The trust nearly killed Neji. They’d had their scene and
Neji made sure Naruto felt safe at all times. It had been perfect. Neji wanted
this to be perfect too. He wanted to do something for Naruto that would show
his trust in the other man. A little nookie in the
office in the middle of the day when anyone could come by was as close as he
could get.
Neji closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them again
his hands no longer shook and his resolve was firm. He pulled the tie from his
hair and put it in the briefcase so he wouldn’t lose it. Those little elastic
things were hard to keep track of. He pulled out two condoms and put them with
the lube in the drawer. The last item of his plan was an ice blue silk tie that
he knotted loosely around his neck as he turned the leather chair around so
that the back was facing the door. Had Neji truly been bold he would have been
sitting on the desk to meet Naruto, however, the image of someone else walking
in the office with his fiancée was a little too strong.
After five minutes the paranoia that Naruto might not be
alone when he walked through the door was so strong that Neji’s resolve began
to waver. Thinking franticly for a way to know if Naruto was alone, Neji did
the only thing he could think of; he called the secretary from Naruto’s phone.
“Yes sir?” Demi’s professional
voice came over the line.
“I was wondering…uh…do you know if Naruto will be returning
to his office with any visitors?” Neji asked, nervous that she’d ask questions
he didn’t know how to answer.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know. I won’t know until he gets out of
the meeting. It shouldn’t be much longer though. Some of the delegates have
left already.”
“Oh.” Neji was trying to find a way to ask her to make sure
he was alone without raising more suspicion then he knew she already had when
she took that fear away from him.
“Sir….if you want I could make sure any guests that want to
come back with him to his office have…..something else they need to do,” she
said a little hesitantly; as if she was afraid he’d rebuke her again.
Neji pulled the phone away from his ear and looked at it.
Damn she was quick. He put it back to his ear and said, “Thank you. It’s
just…I…I have his wedding present and I want to give it to him privately.” He
didn’t have to pretend to be embarrassed. He just hoped she wouldn’t read too
much into his stuttered, Un-Neji like statement. Extreme mortifying
embarrassment and a cold bottom will do that to a man.
“Ah, I understand,” she said. Her voice warmed over the
phone and Neji just knew she was smiling into it. “Don’t worry, just leave it
to me.” She hung up the phone and Neji stared at the receiver.
He didn’t have too long to puzzle over the weird secretary
before the phone’s intercom buzzed and her voice came over it saying, “Oh Uzumaki-san, is the meeting over?”
In the background he could hear Naruto’s voice. “Yeah, finally! You told Neji to go to my office right?”
Then the secretary again saying, “Yes sir. He’s waiting for
you. Oh Shindou-san I have some papers for you to
sign and your assistant called for you as well. He made it sound urgent.”
Neji shook his head at the woman’s acting. He listened as
Naruto bid Shindou goodbye and his voice became
weaker; which meant he was walking closer to his office. The intercom clicked
off. He calmed himself by running
fingers through his waist length brown hair and adjusting the tie around his
neck then straightened in the chair. His heart was pounding when the click of
the door was heard.
“Neji?” Naruto said in a confused
voice. He couldn’t see Neji over the high back of the chair. Walking a little
further in to the office after closing the door, he approached the desk,
looking around for his missing beau.
“I’m right here,” Neji’s voice came from behind the chair.
The chair swung around revealing a quite naked Neji sitting calmly in it. He’d
pushed the chair back a ways from the desk so that when he spun around it
revealed him from the knees up.
Naruto looked like he’d just choked on something and was
still trying to catch his breath. Every second that passed with a shocked,
speechless and open mouthed Naruto gaping incoherently at him, Neji’s smirk
(and confidence) grew. He leaned forward and folded his long fingers on the
desk. Dark brown hair slid across smooth pale shoulders and framed opaque eyes
that were trained on the bright blue ones in front of him.
“Neji? You’re….uhh…”
Naruto stammered.
“I wanted to give you your wedding present today.” Sculpted
lips seemed permanently quirked in the right corner and Naruto fought to focus
on the words coming out of them.
“Wedding…..present…”
“Yes. This tie.” Neji leaned back
and lightly ran a finger down the tie around his neck. It took a lot of will
power not to chuckle as Naruto very blatantly followed the hand with his eyes.
“Do you like it? The color will look good with the white tux you will wear
tomorrow.”
“Tie? Present…tie?” Naruto just
wasn’t keeping up with the conversation. He still stood rooted to the opposite
side of the desk, staring.
Neji raised an eyebrow at him. “Do you not like it?” he
asked; as if he wasn’t sitting there butt naked and enjoying the hell out of,
for once, shocking his fiancée.
“Like it?” Naruto squeaked.
Neji couldn’t take it anymore and laughed very softly. This
seemed to snap him out of his stupor and Naruto gave Neji a very fierce look.
He stared at Neji long and hard enough that the naked man shifted in the chair.
Very slowly Naruto backed up to the door and when he reached it, never haven
taken his eyes from Neji’s, he turned the lock with a
loud click. Neji’s heartbeat tripled at the sound and he felt a definite
stirring down below.
“Neji,” Naruto said from the door in a calm but very deep
voice.
“Yes?” Neji answered just as calm; his hand still playing
with the tie.
“I think I need to have a closer look at that tie,” he
paused dramatically and took two steps closer before he spoke again. “And
what’s attached to it,” he finished.
Neji shuddered slightly, not just from the air conditioner,
but from the direct look the other man was giving him as he walked, oh so
calmly, towards him with a very obvious erection beneath the grey slacks he
wore. Since Neji was naked, there was no hiding his own almost hard arousal so
he didn’t try. Instead, he pulled his knees a little more apart and draped the
tie so it pointed right to it. It was probably the sluttiest thing he’d ever
done and he hoped that Naruto appreciated it.
From the narrowed eyes and flaring nostrils, Naruto
appreciated it very much.
After an eternity, Naruto reached Neji’s side to stand over him
looking down at his face. Neji was looking up at him, eyebrow cocked in a clear
‘what do you want to do?’ look. What he didn’t know was that his cheeks were
very flushed and his lips had parted. But believe that Naruto noticed and was
enraptured. He could get used to this side of Neji.
He held back as much as he could, really he did, but the
sight in front of him was finally just too much to take. Neji was giving
himself to Naruto and Naruto wasn’t going to let such a gift go to waste.
Before Neji could react he was scooped up into Naruto’s arms and being kissed
to within an inch of his life. Seriously. Naruto’s
mouth ate at his with a hunger not unlike a starving man’s. Roughened hands
roamed across his back landing on his behind and squeezing. A moan rumbled
through the chest he was pressed against and his mouth was freed.
“Neji,” Naruto panted the name. “Sit on the desk.” He turned
him around so that the backs of his thighs bumped in to the edge of the desk.
Neji nodded, breathing harder then he thought he’d be, and sat down; Naruto
helping him scoot back so he wouldn’t fall off.
As soon as he got settled Naruto sat in the chair behind him
and pulled it closer to the desk. Running hands up Neji’s legs, he lifted them
so that his feet were braced on the arms of the chair and his whole lower half
was exposed to his fever bright blue eyes. Then he put a hand in the middle of
Neji’s chest and pushed until the man was lying down.
“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do this,” he said,
staring at the bounty that awaited him. He reached out and caressed the
fluttering hole of Neji’s ass lightly.
“I do. That’s why I’m doing it,” Neji told him from his
prone position. He tried not to let how terribly embarrassed he was come
through in his voice. Not that it mattered; his softening erection was enough
to advertise his feelings.
Naruto frowned when he noticed it. He couldn’t have that now
could he? Leaning in he took the length in front of him in his mouth, giving it
a few quick hard sucks one after the other. He knew that would get Neji hard;
it always did. Neji hissed and bucked his hips sharply. Naruto smiled around
the hardness that was leaking down his throat.
“Naruto, in the drawer….the top one,” Neji panted out. His
dick was throbbing. His hands clenched the edge of the desk, his toes curled on
the leather of the chair arms and his body was shaking with desire. Naruto knew
how to turn him on and make him quiver……..fast. A cold breeze told him Naruto
had let him go.
He heard the drawer open and then Naruto’s pleased laugh.
“And here I was thinking I’d have to improvise. I should have known you’d think
of everything. But condoms?” he asked a little confused.
“So we don’t make a mess.”
“Oh……ohhhhhh,” Naruto said finally
getting the idea. Of course it’d be hard to explain if certain substances got
on the desk or the floor. He opened the packages and rolled one on Neji (with
his mouth which earned him a groaned ‘show off’) before putting on his own.
Popping the cap to the tube of lube, Naruto squeezed some on to his fingers.
“Here we go, try not to be too loud,” he told Neji with amusement in his voice
laced with heavy lust.
Neji nodded even though Naruto couldn’t see it and only let
out a quiet ‘ahh’ when the other man went down on him
and shoved in his slick fingers at the same time. He closed his eyes and kept
his moans to a minimum, though it was hard. It seemed that his fiancée was
trying to out do himself. The man was humming and groaning around Neji’s
hardness like it was he himself getting serviced. Around the spikes of pleasure
he was feeling he heard cloth sliding down skin and more lube being squeezed
out. He shuddered so hard the keyboard fell from its position next to the
monitor and on to the floor.
The loud thump made him tense but Naruto rubbed his free
hand up and down his thigh to calm him down. After a few moments with no sound
of someone coming to see what the noise was Neji calmed down and let himself be caught up again in the wonderful feelings washing
over his body.
“Neji…I have to be inside you…..now,” Naruto’s voice was
thick and so deep you could drown in the unchecked lust of it. He couldn’t
stand it anymore.
If he hadn’t known Neji would murder him he would have taken
a picture of the man as he was right then. A faint sheen of sweat shone on his
pale skin and his arousal was painted in deep pink down his chest. He was
spread open provocatively with his hands digging fingers into the wood of the
desk. His hair fell across the top of the desk and off the other side. But his
face was the thing that made his balls tighten and his dick to start leaking
steadily. Put simply, it was exquisite. Pleasure flushed, brows knitted
together and mouth parted, Neji was panting softly, trying to stay quiet but
still letting little sounds pass by his lips.
“Yes….ye….” Neji managed to get out. He couldn’t help the
long groan as Naruto pushed in. It felt so damn good. Feeling a tugging on his
neck, he opened his eyes and looked down at Naruto. The man had the ice blue
tie in his hand and was tugging the end of it, trying to pull Neji to a sitting
position.
“Come here. You feel so good I can’t stand too much longer,”
Naruto said. He wiggled his blond brows and Neji choked out a laugh.
They shifted until Neji was sitting impaled on Naruto who
was sitting back in the chair. Because of the way the chair was made Neji had
to fling his legs wide so that they were draped over the leather arms. This
meant he was spread as open on Naruto’s lap as he had been on the desk. From
this position Naruto was deep in him, so deep it bordered on painful. He realized
he was whimpering slightly when Naruto hugged him close and began rubbing his
lower back with one broad hand and stroking his erection with the other. He
started flexing his hips, thrusting in time with his stroking.
Neji sighed and closed his eyes, laying his head on Naruto’s
shoulder. The thin, white dress shirt and gray jacket the other was wearing
didn’t mask the heat coming off his body. His pants had been kicked off and the
feeling of his muscled thighs was wonderful against Neji’s backside.
“That’s it. It’s better now right? Does it still hurt?”
Naruto whispered to him; breath ragged. He kissed the side of Neji’s face;
feathering kisses to wherever he could reach.
“I’m fine. Just keep going.” Neji’s breath was just as
ragged as his fiancée’s.
Taking him at his word, Naruto thrust harder. He took Neji’s
hips in his hands and lifted him up only to push him back down sharply. He bit
into a pale shoulder as he felt himself lose control; his hips jerking up
without rhythm now. Neji was panting hard; his hands found the back of the
chair and gripped tightly. Both men were moving franticly, Neji grinding down
and Naruto thrusting up, trying to reach their orgasm. Without warning, Naruto
came, grunting and biting harder on Neji’s shoulder. He tensed as the
aftershocks rocked through him and nearly came again when Neji clamped down
hard on him as his own orgasm overtook him.
Neji’s eyes went wide and his mouth dropped open in a silent
scream as a powerful wave of heated pleasure crested over and over through him.
He came back from his high abruptly, breathing hard and shaking. Naruto was
rubbing his back and lifting him off of his spent length.
“Neji, Neji you’re perfect. That was wonderful. I’ll never forget
this as long as I live.” Naruto was hugging him, kissing along his chin.
“You’re welcome,” Neji replied.
The beep of the phone’s intercom froze them both in their
tracks.
“Uzumaki-san, I’m sorry to
interrupt but Uchiha-san is here to pick you and Hyuuga-san up for your fittings,” the secretary’s voice
said professionally.
Blue eyes wide, Naruto scrambled to hit the button on the
phone to allow him to talk back. Neji was scrambling just as much to get off
his lap and go to the bathroom to clean himself up.
After a few seconds of pushing, nudging and cursing they got themselves extracted.
Neji peeled off Naruto’s condom to take with him so he could flush it and half
ran to the bathroom that was connected to Naruto’s office. Naruto pushed the
button on the phone finally after missing it several times due to being
distracted by the naked, running backside of Neji.
“Thank you Demi. We’ll be out in a
minute. Please tell her to wait for us.” Naruto made sure his voice wasn’t
strained or anything. He didn’t need anyone thinking anything out of the
ordinary was happening. If Neji even thought that anyone knew what they had
done he would never be able to convince him to do it again. And he defiantly
wanted to do this again.
“Naruto, hurry up! We’re going to be late! You’ve got one
minute to get out here or so help me I’m coming to get you,” Sakura’s voice
rang out loudly through his office.
Naruto laughed. “Yes Sakura-chan.
Is Mariko-chan with you?” he asked amusedly while wiping
himself off with a Kleenex he’d pulled from his drawer and pulling his pants
up.
“Yes. Itachi’s here too. He’s going to drive us.”
“Hi Uncle Naruto!” a little voice piped up from the
background.
“Hi Mariko-chan!
I’ll be out in a minute ok?”
“Ok.”
The intercom clicked off. Neji returned and went over his
pile of clothes; putting them on.
“Ohhhh bend over again,” Naruto
called from his place by the desk.
Neji sent him a withering look over his shoulder as he
buttoned his pants. “Don’t get hard again Naruto. We don’t have time to take
care of it,” he said sternly but with a laughing glint in his eyes.
“Are you kidding me?” Naruto said and walked over to him.
“As hard as I just came I don’t think I could get it up for another five
minutes at least.”
Wide opaque eyes met wicked blue ones. “You are never sated.
What have I done?” Neji shook his head.
Just as Naruto was going to reply a knock was heard on the
door. They jumped and stared at each other a little panicky.
“Naruto?” It was Itachi.
The two men hurriedly fixed Neji’s clothes and made sure
they both were presentable before Naruto went over to unlock the door. Sakura
pushed Itachi aside and opened the door as soon as she heard the lock click.
Itachi gave the men an amused look and followed the heavily pregnant woman into
the office.
“Aren’t you ready yet? And why is Neji’s shirt wet?” Sakura
said as she neared them. She really had that ‘mother’s tone’ down perfectly.
The men looked down. Right there on Neji’s green shirt was a
water mark not quite hidden where he had it tucked in to his black pants.
“I had a stain on it,” Neji said, thinking fast. “I’m sorry
we were taking so long but I was trying to clean the stain off.”
Naruto blessed his fiancée’s ability to think on his feet
and turned with a grin to the little 4 year old girl hiding behind Itachi’s
leg.
“Hi little one, you going to give me a hug today?” he asked
her brightly.
Mariko grinned and flung herself at Naruto blithely trusting
him to catch her; which he did and swung her around making her dark red hair fly
around her delicate face. She let out a shrill laugh and Naruto laughed with
her.
“Naruto we’re late. We’ve got to get going,” Sakura said.
“All right, let’s go then.” Naruto placed Mariko back on her
feet. The little girl pouted but grabbed the hand he offered her as
consolation.
“Am I going to get to put on my pretty dress?” she asked;
looking at her mother with glittering dark eyes.
“Yes, you get to try on your dress when Uncle Naruto and
Uncle Neji try on their tux,” Sakura told her with a smile. Mariko glanced at
Neji and blushed, hiding her face behind Naruto’s leg as she had her father’s
earlier.
Itachi looked at his watch and turned to Sakura. “We have 5
minutes before we meet the others at the shop. I’m going to go start the car.”
He walked out the door and headed down the hall.
“Ok.” Sakura grabbed Naruto’s other hand and dragged him
along behind her after her husband.
Neji followed them down the hall and as he passed the
secretary’s desk he turned to Demi.
“Thank you,” he told her.
“No problem Hyuuga-san. I hope he
liked his present.” She flashed him a smile.
“I loved it,” Naruto said from behind them, making them
startle and turn to face him. “I’ll cherish it for the rest of my life.” He
looked straight at Neji when he said it.
Neji felt his heart swell. This was why he said he’d marry
him. Only Naruto made him feel like he was the most important thing in the
world.
“Oh, Hyuuga-san where’s your
briefcase?” the secretary asked suddenly; breaking the moment the two men had
been sharing.
Neji looked down and noticed that, indeed, he didn’t have
his briefcase. He must have left it in the office.
“I left it in Naruto’s office. I’ll go get it and meet you
all downstairs,” Neji said to the others.
“All right Neji. We’ll go and get the car out of the garage
so just meet us out front,” Sakura told him with a smile. She, Itachi and Mariko
got on the elevator that Itachi had been holding open. “Naruto?”
“You go on. I’m going to wait for Neji,” he told her. Naruto
walked over and sat on the arm of one of the white chairs in the sitting area.
Sakura waved and the doors closed. Neji turned and walked
back to the office. Once there he located his case, grabbed it and headed back
to where Naruto was waiting for him. The other man was talking and laughing
with Demi as he neared them.
“It was a tie, honest,” Naruto said.
“A tie?” Demi
sounded confused and she gave Neji a questioning look as he got to them.
“Yeah. It’s a really nice one that
I can wear tomorrow for the ceremony.” He laughed. “Neji hates it when people
tell him he’s got good taste in clothes because he thinks it makes people think
that all gay men are fashion critics and love to shop. You know, helping the
stereotype.”
“Naruto,” Neji said in a warning tone. Obviously the
secretary had told him about Neji wanting to give Naruto his present in
private. He just wished Naruto had come up with a less embarrassing cover
story.
Demi did that silent laugh of
hers. “Uh oh Naruto, you’re in trouble now. You should know not to embarrass
your poor fiancée in front of people.” Neji looked at her and she flushed and
looked down.
“We need to go, the others are waiting,” Neji said icily. He
turned and went to the elevators, pushing the down button without waiting to
see if Naruto was following him or not.
“Neji don’t do that,” Naruto said seriously to him when he
got to where Neji was waiting by the elevator door. Neji raised an eyebrow at
him. “And don’t give me that ‘what did I do?’ look either. Whenever you get
embarrassed you always take it out on other people and get cold. Didn’t you
promise me you weren’t going to do that again?” The doors opened and they got
on. As soon as the doors closed Naruto grabbed one of Neji’s arms and turned
him to look at him.
“You can’t change me overnight Naruto. We’ve been through
this,” Neji told him tiredly. “I don’t do it on purpose.”
“I know, I know,” Naruto said. Just then the elevator doors
opened and a lot of people got on. Apparently a meeting was letting out on that
floor.
Naruto tugged on Neji’s arm as the elevator filled with
professionally dress business men and a few ladies. He maneuvered them until
Neji was in front of him, pressed against his chest as he stood flush against
the wall. Of course, the close proximity combined with recent memories and the
unique smell of his fiancée made Naruto’s lower regions react; hardening and
making a bulge in his pants. Grinning mischievously to himself, Naruto hooked
his forefingers discreetly in to Neji’s pants pocket from behind and drew him
close so that his butt was in direct contact with his hard on.
Neji couldn’t help his eyes widening at Naruto bold move in
an elevator full of people. He knew this had been a bad idea. He tried to pull
away by shifting forward a little but the other man only tugged harder on his
pockets to keep him where he was. Unless Neji wanted to draw attention to them,
he had to stay still and endure his butt being poked. Seven floors later Neji
was surprised to feel himself getting excited. He narrowed his eyes then
smirked. If Naruto wanted to play then he’d play. Under the pretense of
shifting his briefcase in front of him to give the people next to him more room,
he pushed back so that he was firmly nestled against Naruto. He felt the
fingers in his pockets tremble.
The elevator stopped on the 22nd floor and
everyone but the two men in back got off, talking quietly amongst themselves.
As soon as the door closed again Naruto spun Neji around and planted a kiss on
him. Neji pushed him off.
“Not here. It’s an elevator. We’ll be down soon and people
can still walk on at any moment,” Neji said firmly. He got a very unsettled
feeling as Naruto grinned at him and walked over to the control panel under the
buttons. “Naruto, what are you doing? Sakura and Itachi are waiting for us.”
“I can’t meet them like this.” Naruto gestured to his crotch
and its bulge. Then he pulled out his keys and found the littlest one. With
great drama he put the key in the keyhole of the control panel, opened it and
put the elevator on manual. “Come on Neji. Haven’t you ever wondered what it’d
be like to do it in an elevator?”
“No.”
“Neji,” Naruto whined in a pathetic tone. “Please?”
“No.”
“Please? Just a little quickie.”
“No.”
“I’m not moving till this is taken care of and if you won’t
help then you just have to watch me do it myself,” Naruto smirked.
Shit. Neji wanted to panic went he saw that smirk. He
started breathing a little hard when Naruto unzipped his pants and pulled out
his hard length. By the time he started stroking himself Neji had dropped his
briefcase and was across the elevator kissing him. If it was one thing that
made Neji only think with his dick it was watching Naruto masturbate. Naruto
knew that; the jerk.
“We have to be quick,” Naruto said when Neji pulled back.
“Tell you what, you suck me and I’ll do you. Nothing to clean
up that way.”
Neji nodded once and unzipped his fly. “Together,” he said
in a deep voice.
“Eh?”
Neji rolled his eyes and tugged Naruto’s arms until he was
lying on his back on the floor. He quickly turned himself around so that he was
face to face with Naruto’s dick and Naruto was face to face with his.
“Oh.”
Neji got to work; licking the head in front of him before
sticking the whole shaft in his mouth and moving up and down, sucking
powerfully. Normally he loved to take his time but they really didn’t have time
to waste. He groaned when he felt his own erection being consumed by Naruto.
The man was giving him those quick hard sucks that drove him nuts and he was
having a hard time concentrating on bringing Naruto to completion. It took two
minutes before both men grunted and groaned out their orgasms; each one making
sure nothing was left behind.
“Shit,” Naruto panted. He got up when Neji rolled off of
him. “We are so doing this again.”
“No we are not,” Neji countered. He stood up and tucked
himself back in his pants then zipped them; color still high on his cheeks.
“Oh come on! It was exciting admit it,” Naruto pushed. He
flipped the little switch to put the elevator back on automatic and it
immediately started going down. Neji gestured at his fly and he zipped it up
and buttoned it.
Neji refused to talk to Naruto even though the other
badgered him and pestered him all the way off the elevator, through the lobby,
out the door and down the stairs to the street where Sakura was fussing at them
from the passenger side window.
“Honestly! How long does it take to get a briefcase?” she huffed.
“Sorry Sakura-chan, the elevator
stopped for a little while.” Naruto turned and winked at Neji, still with a
tint of pink on his cheeks, and opened the car door.
Still ignoring him, Neji got in the back on the driver side
behind Itachi. Mariko scooted over to make room for him and buckled herself
into the middle seat. Naruto got in on the passenger side and flung an arm around
her little shoulders, giving her a one armed hug. Sakura turned in her seat to
look back at them.
“Well we’re late. Everyone’s already there. Ten Ten just called
me to let me know that she and Hinata made it and are already trying their
dresses on.” Her expression was peeved.
“Sorry Sakura-chan,” Naruto said
again in a more contrite tone this time. He grinned at Mariko when Sakura
turned back around in her seat and the little girl giggled. His grin turned in
to a leer as he glanced at Neji and found the other man’s face pale and somber.
He poked him in the arm with the hand that was around Mariko’s shoulders.
Neji glanced over at him and met his leer with a smirk.
Something made him turn his eyes slightly to the rearview mirror where he
caught the amused gaze of Itachi. They shared a moment of embarrassed
understanding.
The rest of the ride to the fashion boutique where the ‘wedding
party’ ordered their clothing for tomorrow was spent with a silent Itachi and
Neji and a chattering Naruto talking and laughing with Mariko and Sakura. They
pulled into the parking lot and filed out of the car. Naruto scooped Mariko up and put her on his
shoulders; the little girl laughing and clinging to his blond hair. Itachi got
to the door first and held it open for Sakura.
“Ah, here’s the loving couple now!” An elderly lady in an
elaborate sakura printed kimono exclaimed as the
group walked in the door. “Right this way. I’ve got yours in here Neji-kun,”
she said and gestured him quickly to the back where the dressing rooms were.
“And yours is in this room here Naruto-chan,” she
continued with a smile and took Naruto’s arm after the man had placed Mariko in
the arms of her father.
“Hey Kiko-san, why’s my room so
far from Neji’s?” Naruto asked; his eyes lit up with a mischievous light.
Sakura smiled and opened her mouth to answer while the older
lady gaffed in amusement. She was interrupted from speaking by the arrival of
both Ten Ten and Hinata as they came out of their
respective dressing rooms wearing the forest green ‘bridal dresses’ picked out
by Ino and Sakura. (Just never call them bridal
dresses around Neji.)
“That’s so you can’t sneak off and molest him when he’s
dressing like the last two times Naruto,” Ten Ten told
him sternly; as if he hadn’t been told this many times before.
Hinata giggled and flushed a little but not nearly as much
as she had the first time Naruto complained about not being able to use the
same room as his fiancée.
Ino voice yelled from inside the
dressing room next to the huge, three sided mirror saying, “Naruto if you even
think of going in to Neji’s dressing room I’ll personally kick your ass!”
That got a laugh from everyone; including Itachi who hid his
small smirk with an elegant hand.
“Thank you,” Neji sighed. “I can’t get a moment’s peace with
him. It is good to know I have friends that can…..block…his advances towards
me.”
The girls looked startled at each other and Ino poked her head out of her room to stare in the
direction of Neji’s voice. Mariko looked around at everyone, confused as to
what was going on.
“Did Neji just…..make a joke?” Ino
asked.
Hinata and Ten Ten look at each other, trying to hold in the
laughter fighting to burst out. They heard a very odd choking sound coming from
Naruto’s room and realized that he was laughing so hard that he was having
trouble breathing. That was all it took for the two girls to explode in
giggles. Ino and Sakura still looked faintly
disturbed; the two of them never having been around Neji enough to experience
his humor. In fact, this was the first time either of them had heard him be
funny at all. The sarcastic comments he usually made didn’t count.
Itachi sat in one of the chairs next to the register and
allowed Mariko to be taken away by Kiko. They
disappeared in to a room so that the little girl could try on her ‘pretty dress’. She was to be the flower girl.
Neji had vetoed the need of a bridal party when they all had
sat down months ago to plan out the ceremony, however, Sakura had given him a
look and said that her baby was going to be the flower girl and he was going to
have attendants since Naruto was having his friends beside him. This prompted
Neji to remind her, for the hundredth time, that he was not a bride and that
this was not a wedding but a ceremony of commitment. Sakura countered that she
knew what she was doing and that she realized Neji wasn’t a woman and to back
off with the macho man shit. The whole conversation had been quiet, polite and
very civil. Naruto had nightmares about it to this day. He had a feeling that
being married to Itachi for the past five years had rubbed off on her.
Inside his dressing room, Neji was buttoning the white dress
shirt and smirking. He was secretly glad that his little joke had been well
received. It was his way of trying to bring people closer to him….since it
seemed to work so well for Naruto. Being with Naruto, and thus all of Naruto’s
friends, taught him that he had been truly lonely. But being not very social
for most off his life had left his people skills somewhat lacking. He was a
master at pushing people away but when it came to making lasting friends, well,
the person must have a tough hide to deal with the cutting remarks and eerily
accurate personal comments.
“So where’re Kiba and Shikamaru?” Naruto asked after all the laughing had calmed
down.
“They’ve come and gone already Naruto-kun,” Hinata said. She
reached over and adjusted the sleeve on Ino’s gown as
she twirled back and forth in front of the big mirror.
“Oh, ok.” Naruto walked out of his room and posed with both
hands in his pockets and a sexy expression on his face. “What do you think?” He
pivoted and did a little cat walk stroll to show off the white, perfectly cut
tux.
“You look so handsome Naruto-chan!
I just need to fix the hem on the sleeve,” Kiko said
and rushed over, Mariko trailing behind her in her ice green dress.
The little girl headed straight for her mother with a big
grin which her mother returned. Just as she neared her Neji opened his own door
and stepped out into her path. She stopped mid stride and looked up at him with
big eyes.
“You look pretty Mariko-chan,” he
told her sincerely. His eyebrow rose when Mariko squeaked, blushed
a bright red and dashed around him to hide behind her mother.
“Are you sure she’s not Hinata’s kid?” Naruto laughed but stopped
quickly when the jerky movements made him get poked with one of the elderly
lady’s stick pins.
“Naruto!” Sakura reprimanded. “I’m
sorry Neji.”
“It’s fine.” Neji looked over to Ten Ten
and Hinata, raising his arms a tad to show off the black tux he was wearing.
“Perfect,” Ten Ten told him with
approval in her voice.
“You look very handsome Cousin,” Hinata added.
He gave them a small bow and said, “Thank you. You both look
lovely.” He actually smiled a tight lipped stretch of lips when both of them
blushed making them blush harder. “If you make a comment on my butt you are
sleeping on the couch.”
Behind him, Naruto shut his mouth abruptly and tried to look
innocent. Ino and Sakura looked down right
flabbergasted and the other girls laughed.
“Well you all look wonderful,” the elderly lady told them.
She snipped some thread from Naruto’s tux and stood back to address them all.
“Mariko-chan’s dress doesn’t need anymore work and neither
does yours dear,” she said to Sakura. “You can take them home now. You girls’
dresses are ready to take home as well,” she smiled at Ino,
Hinata and Ten Ten. “And the two gentlemen can take theirs home too. The
alterations I just made to Naruto-chan’s tux finished
it.” Her wrinkled hands clapped together twice and she beamed at them.
Naruto gave her a hug and a peck on the top of the head.
“Thanks Grandma! You’re the best.”
The lady chortled and slapped at his shoulder; which was on
level with the top of her head. Everyone turned and walked back into their
respective dressing rooms to change back into street clothes. Sakura went with
Mariko still glued to her side to help her change. Naruto was just getting to
his room when he spied a voluminous white veil hanging inside one of the other
rooms. A large grin spread on his face and he ducked inside it.
“Neji! Hey Neji!”
Naruto called. He trotted over to Neji’s room and stood in front of it.
“Yes Naruto.” The other man opened the door and groaned,
hiding his face in his hand. “Please tell me you’re not going to wear that.”
Naruto held up the wedding veil. “Nope.
You should! With your hair it’ll look great.”
Neji looked up at him with a mixture of incredulousness,
amusement and anger. As if the suggestion of a wedding dress hadn’t been
enough, Naruto was actually suggesting that he wear a veil? His cheeks burned
when he heard distinct giggles coming from the women in the dressing rooms.
That was it.
With narrowed eyes and a stormy expression, Neji stalked out
of the dressing room and up to the front of the store.
“Aww come on Neji! Don’t leave, I
was just…” Naruto started; thinking his fiancée was going back to the car. He
stopped short when Neji snatched up a pair of scissors from the desk that held
the alteration supplies. “Neji? What are you doing?”
he said with a nervous laugh.
Ten Ten,
Ino and Hinata poked their heads out of their
dressing room to see what was going on. When they saw Neji standing with feet
braced, a determined expression on his face and a pair of large, shiny scissors
open and very close to his long, dark brown tresses, they gasped. Ten Ten came fully
out into the area in front of the mirror since she was the only one who’d
finished dressing.
“Neji you are not cutting your hair,” she said firmly. She
took a few steps closer to him and stopped.
“Why not? It brings nothing but
ridicule,” Neji said; his voice ice cold and unemotional enough to make Itachi,
who was sitting in the chair not a foot away from him, raise
an eyebrow.
Naruto flinched. He felt horrible; he knew how secretively
sensitive his fiancée was about being labeled feminine in any way. He never
should have made the joke with the veil. However, he knew if he said anything
now he’d push Neji over the edge.
“Neji, Naruto was just being stupid. You know he wasn’t
serious. Please don’t cut your hair off,” Ino
pleaded; her face set in worry. She glanced back at Hinata but the other woman
was just looking at her cousin with a little furrow between her brows.
A bundle of ice green satin and dark garnet hair shot out of
one of the dressing rooms and attached itself to Neji’s leg like a burr. Neji
dropped the hand with scissors in surprise since he’d been so focused on Ten Ten’s proximity that he didn’t see the
short form of Mariko out of his peripheral vision. As he stood blinking down at
her, Itachi calmly reached over and took the scissors out of his unresisting
hand. With both hands now free, Neji knelt down, taking the little girl’s
shoulders in both hands and turned her face to his.
“Please don’t cut your hair Uncle Neji. It doesn’t make you
look like a girl; honest,” she said in a shaky, tearful voice; her lower lip
trembled slightly and she looked right into his eyes imploringly.
The two were now the center of everyone’s attention. This
was the first time Mariko’d ever spoken more then two
words to Neji in her entire life. They all watched, spellbound, as Neji
enfolded the girl in a hug then pulled her back and smiled at her; not a smirk
or a tightening of lips but a full smile. It shocked the hell out of everyone
except Naruto. Gasps could be heard from the women and Naruto grinned; relieved
that the crisis had been averted.
His chest swelled with pride when Ino
whispered, “Damn he’s gorgeous.”
Gasps turned to twittered laughs as Mariko blushed to her
roots and buried her face against Neji’s neck. If anyone had doubts about Neji
marrying Naruto, they were forgotten as they realized what had just happened.
Neji had shown more emotion and humanity in the last hour then he had in his
entire life.
Disaster averted, everyone meandered back to finish
dressing. Sakura came over and took Mariko by the hand to lead her away so Neji
could go change. After they all were back in their street clothes and had their
clothing for tomorrow in plastic clothing bags, they told each other bye and
headed to their cars. Naruto ran up to Ino and handed
her a shopping bag with the boutique’s logo on the front.
Winking, he told her, “Give this to me tomorrow and don’t
let Neji see it,” before running back to where Itachi, Sakura, Neji and Mariko
were waiting in the car.
Confused, Ino glanced in the bag.
She rolled her eyes at the contents and put it in the back of her car. One
thing she was sure of, tomorrow’s ceremony was going to be interesting.
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