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Nothing But Troublesome	By : AngelTalion Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Shikamaru/Neji Views: 2367 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He was beautiful. There was no denying that. As Shikamaru ran his fingers through the soft red hair of his current love interest the Nara sighed. The other teen knew when to talk, when to shut up and how to give mind blowing head. All in all he was the perfect boyfriend… almost. The problem with being a genius was the need to be challenged. He wasn’t lazy and he did care but there was simply no need to expend all of that fucking energy on something he had figured out before it had even started. It was part of why Naruto fascinated him. The boy seemed to not think at all and expend more energy than humanly possible, almost Shikamaru’s polar opposite. Shaking his head Shikamaru decided to ponder the conundrum that was his friend because right now he needed to break things off with Uzaki.
As lame as it was he started with the old fashioned, ‘we need to talk’ and despite his best efforts there was an ‘its not you it’s me’ part as well as tears and screaming, none of it done by him. In the end the Nara heir had strolled home with hunched shoulders muttering to himself about drama queens. “Boring Drama queens! Is there such a damn thing?” He muttered to himself and sighed when a shadow gently stilled him. “Very funny Dad, can this wait?
“I need you to dress for dinner, Kid. “ Shikamaru’s head whipped up and those lines that formed when his child was thinking too fast to be followed appeared around his eyes. “We’re having dinner with the Hyuuga and I’m not letting those snotty bastards show us up or look down their noses at us.”
Wrinkling his nose the pony tailed youth nodded. “Fine. But I’m not interested in Hinata. She’s sweet but Kiba would give me fucking rabies and uh…” He’d never officially informed his father of his preferences, mostly because his mother would make both of their ears ring with her screaming about grandchildren but also because of that unknown deep fear of rejection or disgust from his own father. “She’s not my type.” He swallowed, tense and waiting.
Shikaku snorted and turned his back on his son. “That’s an understatement if ever I heard one Kiddo. Formal dining room at dusk. Don’t be late or I’m leaving you at your mother’s mercy.” Shoulders falling, the young Nara released a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. That went decidedly well. He knew his father wasn’t one of those people, it wasn’t like discriminating about gender was typical of those in the ninja life but he had still feared it. Looks, sneers, and all sorts of nonsense from outsiders he could handle but from the only other person he looked up to other than his deceased sensei would have broken something inside him. His friends believed love should be grasped where it could be found. Hell, it hadn’t taken his genius to figure out why Naruto was chasing Sasuke’s stupid ass all over creation and back. Snorting he made a mental note to talk to Naruto about opening himself to other possibilities.
Shikamaru cleaned up before pulling out his formal yukata and loose pants. He slid his mesh undershirt on, then his pants, tying the yukata with the Nara crest across the back. Despite how it would irritate his mother, he tied his shinobi head band around his upper arm back in its place. He yawned and headed for the formal dining room. If he was late his mother would make his ears bleed. How his father remained with a woman like his mother was beyond him. He wouldn’t be surprised if she had turned him gay.
He stilled in the doorway, glad the Hyuuga’s hadn’t arrived yet. Taking his place next to his father he saw the man tense. Something was up. When his aunt showed the Hyuuga’s in Shikamaru was sure something was up. His father never had family playing their part in the main house. He bowed respectfully to the Hyuuga Lord and then with only slight hesitation to Neji. What the fuck was Neji doing there? Shoulder length brown hair fell into his face and he quickly tucked it back behind his ear. Stupid formal dress meant his hair stayed down.
Dinner was quiet, annoyingly respectful and so boring he was sure his brains would melt out of his ears and dribble all over the table any second now. He looked up and sighed wincing when his mother’s elbow caught his ribs just right. He glared when Neji’s lips quirked and he raised a single elegant perfectly manicured brow. He hated Neji. Right at that moment Shikamaru wanted to use a shadow to strangle the pretentious prick. For his part, Neji sat ramrod straight, kneeling instead of sitting on his pillow. His voice was low and respectful as it complimented his mother on the meal provided and answered the questions posed to him from the Nara Lord.
“Now for the reason we are here.” Shikaku cleared his throat, suddenly struck with the urge to move away from his son. “Before either of you were born, a contract between Hizashi Hyuuga and myself was drawn up marrying his heir to mine, making his child a Nara and thus not bound by Hyuuga law or tradition.” He swallowed seeing sharp brown eyes snap to his face. Yup, his kid was going to kill him. “The contract was sealed by the Hokage and has now recently been unearthed. As leader of the Nara clan, I have agreed to honor it.”
Every adult at the table held their breath waiting for the young heir to the Nara to explode. “You cannot be serious.” Everyone looked in shock at Neji who had been the one to speak first. “Me? You want me to marry him? Shikamaru Nara as my husband?”
“Hey! There is nothing wrong with me. You’re the one with the pole up his a-gmmph muphh mss.” Shikamaru snarled as his father covered his mouth quickly. Pushing the hand away he growled. “If you can’t bring yourself to do it Hyuuga just say so. It’s not me with the seal on my forehead.” Neji’s words smarted in a way he hadn’t expected. He was a damn good catch. Sure they weren’t as steeped in tradition and pretense as the Uchiha or Hyuuga but the Nara were wealthy, landed, and one of the founding families of Konoha so he, as the heir to all of that, was a damn good catch. “I’m a damn good catch!” The words tumbled from his lips. “I will honor my family’s obligation.”
Growling Neji leaned over the table being held back by his uncle who was shocked to see either of the typically unflappable young men ready to rip each other apart. “You question my honor Nara?” Lavender eyes seemed to glow. “You are irresponsible, have no drive to better yourself and you are lucky breathing is automatic lest you die because breathing would mean having to do something. If I must marry you to gain my freedom then I will.”
Snorting Shikamaru rolled his eyes. “We might have a problem with this whole marriage thing after all. He sounds just like a woman.” Shikamaru affected a bored slump but his glinting brown eyes seemed to be taking in everything. “This is an obligation Hyuuga, not a choice. But if I can save your ass and have you owe me one then I guess it’s worth it.”
“Owe you? I don’t think there is enough money to repay me for the sacrifice I’m making.” Neji snapped back hating how blasé the teen across the table from him was being. “Ten days. We will marry at the Hyuuga temple.”
“Fifteen and we’ll marry at the Hokage mansion. Neutral ground.” The Hyuuga and Nara lords watched the two boys shoot back and forth at one another as if they were enemies at a treaty table as they planned their own wedding. Finally they both stood, faces flushed, eyes furious. “Fifteen days, Hyuuga.”
Nodding Neji snorted, throwing long brown hair over his shoulder. “Try not to drown yourself in the bathtub until after the wedding and removal of this seal.” Without thinking about it Shikamaru smirked.
“Thinking about me naked already Neji? I sure hope you’re better in bed than you are at the negotiation table.” Shikamaru hadn’t been this excited in a very long time. Neji had challenged him. He’d been forced to out think the Hyuuga prodigy and to his amazement that hadn’t proven overly easy.
Neji’s eyes widened in disbelief and he shook his head. “You are a pervert Shikamaru Nara.”
“Yeah well, you’re marrying me.” Turning Shikamaru walked away not bothering to say goodbye or bow or even pretend with pleasantries. He’d been set up by his own parents, he’d had a bad breakup and now he was betrothed to the all high king of prissy pricks. Today officially sucked.

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