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

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Chapter 2 Schemes

Neji was in unusually good spirits. He never shared his work with anyone. He didn't consider the 'work' he did for art class or his family and their friends to be 'his' work. It didn't have anything of him in it. When he drew for them, it was as automated as his performance in school. He did well, because it was expected. But when he drew, just to draw, that was his and he had not only let someone see it, he'd given one of his pieces away! He briefly regretted not having signed it, but shrugged it off. He was tired and hungry, and the smell of cooking food distracted him neatly.

He didn't think twice about entering the rundown little diner. The food must be good, they were packed. He found a table near the back of the restaurant and looked at the menu, trying to decide what sounded best. He barely registered the group of young men looking at him intently from the next booth. He was used to it.

People always looked at him. But no one ever sees me. It was a melancholy thought. When he thought of himself, his thoughts were usually dark. He tried to focus on other things most of the time. To distract himself, he took out his sketch pad and began to draw the inside of the bright crowded place and it's colorful patrons.

After convincing Genma that he really didn't want to go home with him to 'watch a movie or something', Naruto headed for the usual meeting place. It was eleven o'clock on a Friday night, fairly early by his groups standards. The place was still pretty crowded, as he made his way back to the usual booth. Kiba waved at him, he waved back.

"Man, this place is full." Naruto remarked as he sat down next to Kiba. He was careful with the album he was carrying, not because he was concerned about the old vinyl record inside, but because his picture was in there. He'd borrowed the album from the store, so that he could be sure the portrait wouldn't get damaged. He wished he'd had the artist sign it, but he'd been too startled to think of it. Maybe he'd get up the courage to ask him the next time the pale skinned man was at the shop....

Kiba chuckled and Naruto looked up at him. "What?"

One of his other friends, Nara Shikamaru, the smart one; nodded towards the occupant of one of the tables. "I think they're all hanging around longer, trying to figure out what he's doing here." Naruto's head swiveled and he almost fainted. The artist, the artist; was sitting about eight feet from him. "Close your mouth Nar, the flies are attracted to the smell of ramen." Shikamaru teased as Chouji chuckled.

The blush on the blonds cheeks spoke volumes and Shikamaru regretted already agreeing to help Kiba with his plan. The dark headed brunette reached up to straighten his ponytail, an unconscious action when he was feeling a little thrown. Why was Naruto blushing like that? Shikamaru fingered one of his earrings. "So, anything new with you?" He asked his blushing friend and received a deeper blush as his initial response.

"Well, Kiba came by as usual and not much happened......" Naruto really wanted to show them the portrait. He'd never imagined he could look so, well, good. He really couldn't believe that that man had seen him that way. He really really wanted to show them. But he was afraid of drawing the artists attention. The man was sketching and absently sipping at his coffee, an empty plate had been pushed out of the way making room for the artwork.

Naruto hadn't realized he was looking until Kiba poked him in the ribs. He frowned at his friends then. "Swear not to act like asses and draw attention to us." He demanded a promise from each and made Kiba promise twice. Then he slowly pulled the portrait from the album sleeve and laid it out on a clean open spot on the table. No one said a thing. They stared dumbfounded at the portrait, much like Naruto had stared at it's creator earlier.

"Wow, Nar." Chouji said in awe. "That's awesome."

Naruto nodded and flushed in pleasure. "I know. He just gave it to me. He didn't say a word. He just set it on the counter, smiled at me," And OH what a smile... "and left."

Kiba was too shocked to speak. All of Naruto's external beauty had been captured in that picture and there were hints of what the artist had thought Naruto's personality was. Imagine what he could do if he really knew Nar..... What had started as just something to do for 'something to do', turned into something else in Kiba's mind.

If the artist was like him and Nar, and Nara.......well, then their Nar might just stand a chance at something interesting here. It was obvious that his blond friend was interested and well, what straight guy goes around drawing other men like that (so beautiful) and then giving that man the picture without a word? Nah, the guy has to at least be bi, he just has to be.

They talked for awhile. Naruto grabbed something to eat, while they chatted. All four of them stole glances at the pale man still drawing and obviously oblivious to the attention he was getting from almost everyone in the place. Three of them had far different thoughts as they glanced that direction. Chouji, being the only straight guy at the table, wasn't oblivious. He could tell from Naruto's blushes, Kiba's smirk, and his best friend's scowl that all three of them appreciated the image the artist presented. He just shook his head. He didn't get it, never would, but loved his friends anyway.

"So, we goin' to the club or what?" Kiba asked loudly. He had a voice that carried very well. He was rewarded when one of the people who turned to them was the pale up-town boy. Yeah, Kiba had silently named him 'up-town', for lack of a real name. The pale eyes made contact with his more feral ones and Kiba smiled in recognition. Naruto silently thanked Kami that he'd put the picture up, out of sight, before his moronic friend had attracted so much attention.

Shikamaru played along, pretending to be as deaf as Kiba, speaking loudly. "Which one? There's the usual and then two more grunge bars. Oh and then there's that 'emo' place." Shikamaru shrugged. "If you're feelin' dark."

The 'beauty' as Shikamaru had named him, had turned away, but the genius was certain they still had the man's attention. He'd recognized Kiba and Naruto, even if Naruto had been too embarrassed to notice the surprise on the man's face when he'd seen the two men.

"No way!" Trust Chouji to know when to play along, even if he didn't know the game. "I am not going to that vamp bar! Last time, I got bitten! And no Kiba, that doesn't turn me on! Not when it leaves me bleeding!" Kiba was rolling in his seat, half laying on the table and in Naruto's lap. The others couldn't help but laugh at him. Soon they were all half collapsed against each other.

Finally their giggles subsided and they could breathe enough to talk. Naruto spoke next. The laughing had loosened him up and he'd almost forgotten about the lovely man with his back to him. "Ok, no places where they mistake Chouji for a meal!" They all chuckled a bit more. "I wanna try that new Alt. place." Kiba was shooing him out of the booth and he stood up and stepped back still looking at them. "I hear it's greaaaaaAAAAAAAAWWWWWW!" He slipped on a wet spot on the floor and flew backwards.

Neji was paying attention to their conversation. He hated eavesdropping, but was hoping to catch the blond's name. In all the time he'd been going to the shop, he'd never heard anyone call him by his name. He'd started to get up from his seat. There were more people coming in and he was certain the waitress would need his table for them. He collected his things and started towards the door. He heard the commotion and turned just in time to catch the other man before he hit the floor.

Neji was on his knees, with the blond man in his arms. People were clapping and laughing and the poor blond was bright red. His eyes were squeezed shut tightly and he seemed to be holding his breath.

"Are you alright?" The voice was silky. Naruto shivered at the sound. It was like being caressed all over. When he didn't answer, the arms around him tightened a little and he opened his eyes in response to it. Those lovely pale eyes were looking straight into his deep blue ones. He swallowed hard and heard the man's voice for the second time, since he'd first seen him, months ago. "Are you injured?"

He coughed softly and cleared his throat. "No, just mortified. I am such a dumb ass." The pale eyes blinked at that and Naruto wished he hadn't cussed. "You ok? You hit the floor pretty hard just now."

Neji smiled lopsidedly. Naruto decided it was a cross between a smile and a smirk. "I'm fine. Can I help you stand?"

Naruto realized that he was in the man's arms and went another shade of red. He groaned. "Ugh, yeah, that might be good. Sorry man." They both got their feet under them and Naruto didn't miss the smirk on Kiba's face or the calculations going on in Shikamaru's eyes. He groaned again.

"Are you certain you aren't injured?" Neji put his hand on the other man's shoulder. He'd heard the groan and mistook it for physical pain, not emotional distress.

"Oh yeah, I'm a clutz. Totally used to stupid shit like that." Again Naruto cussed himself, for cussing.

Neji smirked completely this time and there was a little twinkle in his pale eye. "Well, if you're sure." He picked up the satchel he'd dropped. "Good night then." He turned and headed for the cash register.

"I'm gonna kill you two." He'd seen Shikamaru's half empty glass on the table. That glass had been full when he'd stood up. Kiba had positioned him and Nara had provided the water for him to slip on. They'd timed it so that the artist would have to catch him. Chouji smiled. He'd seen it all, but not been involved, so he was safe. He really enjoyed watching the other three get in and out of these messes. Next time it would probably be Naruto and Shikamaru against Kiba. They never failed to entertain him.

"Are you seriously gonna let him get away without even his name?" Kiba asked in his 'you are a fucking moron' voice.

"His name!" Naruto almost shouted. He turned and ran for the door. Shikamaru smiled as he told Kiba it was his turn to pay. It was really Naruto's, but he was already out the door, so it came back to Kiba. Kiba gave him his best glare and Shikamaru just quirked an eyebrow, as if to say 'is that the best you've got'?'.

He caught up to the pale man as he was about to turn a corner. "Hey!" The artist turned at his shout and one elegant eyebrow raised in question, the edges of the mouth were quirking, as if he was trying not to smile again. Naruto knew, in that moment that he wanted to kiss that mouth. What the hell am I thinking? I don't even know him!

Naruto took a steadying breath as he drew closer to the man. "I was wondering...would you sign that picture you drew? It's really great, and well, artists are supposed to sign their stuff, right?" He stood there, with his arms cocked up behind his head, feeling like a fool for even asking.

Neji watched him. He really wanted to draw him in that pose. It looked like an unconscious movement. Something intimate, something that revealed the person beneath the exterior shell. Neji was seldom timid. He knew he was careful and methodical in most things, because he had to be, he had to live up to expectations, but when it was just about him and not the family, he was bold and decisive.

He was decisive now. He pulled the blond against him and watched the blue eyes go wide. He could feel the man's chest rise and fall against his. "Is that the only thing you wanted from me?" He asked softly. "Just my name on a piece of paper?"

Naruto's arms had fallen to his sides, he could feel the artist's arms beneath his own, between them and his waist. He licked his lips unconsciously and Neji took it as his answer. He grazed his own thin lips along the blond's plump ones. Naruto shivered as Neji let his tongue play along the tender flesh of his lips.

Neji hadn't realized how much he had wanted this. He'd been too caught up in the act of creation. He hadn't realized that his passing notice of this man had turned into attraction. It had been sudden and of course, he was still caught up in the high that he got from being this inspired.

The source of that inspiration was in his arms and responding favorably to his advances. The blond had just timidly opened his lips and Neji had entered them. His tongue slid slowly along it's partner, dancing over the other muscle, learning it, memorizing the feel of it, the taste of him. The blond tasted like the spring air, just before a rain. Neji liked it a lot. He found himself deepening the kiss far beyond something you would give a complete stranger, no matter the circumstances, and not regretting it a bit.

When he finally allowed them both a chance to breath, the blond looked at him with those big blue eyes and asked a question that made him chuckle, a rumbling sound from deep in his chest. "So what the hell is your name anyway?"

"Neji, and you?" The voice still flowed over Naruto like silk and the name itself had a sensual feel to it. He missed the fact that no family name had been given.

"Uzamaki Naruto." His voice sounded breathy in his ears. Ugh, I sound like some chick in a chick flick. Not a good image to him.

"So, Naruto," His name slipped between those thin lips in a way that made Naruto want to moan. He bit back on it, before he actually did. Neji continued. "where is the portrait? I can't sign it for you unless you produce it." No fucking way! There was just no way the man was going to kiss him and then just walk away?!?!

Naruto started to get angry. Then his little inner voice asked a very good question: Just what do you want him to do? Do you intend to take it much further than this? You don't even know him. Well, that was just something Naruto would have to change. And actually, this was perfect.

"My friends have it. Think you could come with me, to get it from them? I'd really appreciate it." He gave Neji (Oh my, but he did like that name) his very best 'you aren't afraid, are you?' look, trying to egg the man into giving him what he wanted. He very much wanted to get this man back to his sneaky conniving friends, 'cause they'd take the hint and help him keep Neji with them tonight, at least for awhile, and that would give Naruto a chance to get to know this very lovely man.

Neji caught the glint in Naruto's eyes. He understood. If he went back with him, to where his friends were waiting, Neji wouldn't be going home anytime soon. That was ok with him. He didn't want to be home anyway and it might be interesting. He was obviously very interested in Naruto.

"Alright then." He smiled his most disarming smile and was pleased when Naruto's eyes narrowed slightly. He may not be intelligent in the way most people are, but he does seem to have an intuitive sense to him. He sees the things you don't mean for him to. Interesting......
~TBC...
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