An Indecent Affair | By : ClaireBear Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 2104 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Chapter Warnings:-
If you have a penis, the first part of this chapter might
hurt.
Body modification. Sorry, I couldn’t help it. :3
Oh, and by the way, there’s nothing serious going on
between the girl you meet later and Naruto. They’re just acquaintances. She’s straight and has a boyfriend and Naruto’s gay and has two.
I just thought I should tell you this so there’s no confusion about why Gaara doesn’t get jealous about their ‘flirting’ or any
speculation that Naruto might be cheating.
Chapter 26
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Neji knew he was playing with fire,
but he wasn’t afraid of getting burned, and he risked everything he had by entertaining
the company of this devil. His will was
frail, his body weak, drained of its strength, as he lay motionless on the
ratty carpet, naked and vulnerable and at the mercy of the dark-haired demon above
him.
Hot lips gnawed at his neck, biting into the sensitive flesh
above his clavicle and leaving a dark bruise.
A moist tongue then lapped at the round blemish and coal black eyes
glittered as they gazed with satisfaction at the signature mark he left behind.
A soft, frustrated moan bubbled at the back of Hyuuga’s elegant throat and he reached up to thread his
fingers in his possessor’s spiky hair to pull his head back down and finish the
task. Sasuke’s
grin widened and he whispered against a pale ear. “Let me stay.”
Neji groaned, torn between the wicked
pleasures this dark Adonis promised and the thought of losing his home. “Sasuke. You know you can’t.” He would enjoy nothing more than to spend the
night in libidinous ecstasy and awaken the next morning wrapped in his lover’s
arms, but fear of his landlord’s reprisal, should he ever find out Sasuke spent the night, prevented him from succumbing to
his carnal desires. He was already
tempting fate by inviting the Uchiha into his
apartment. Most, if not all of the
tenants knew by now about his scandalous relationship and, depending on who you
asked, it was either ‘nobody’s business’ or ‘the faggot had to go’. It was now just a waiting game before his
landlord told him to pack his things and get out, but Neji
was already one step ahead. He had made
contact with many real estate agencies and checked numerous ads in the
newspaper. His search was fruitless at
the moment but he hoped that he would have found another place by the time Mr.
McCartney eventually got word of his nonconformity.
His concerns were temporarily forgotten and a lusty cry
wrenched itself from his lungs when Sasuke lowered
his body and their hard lengths made contact.
The Uchiha hissed through clenched teeth as he
rocked his hips in an erratic manner.
There was no set rhythm, just fast, animalistic humping and Neji arched his back and wrapped his legs around the other
man’s waist, keeping him in place.
It also didn’t help that, as Sasuke
Uchiha’s exclusive boyfriend, he was to be constantly
showered with expensive gifts and, no matter how many times Neji
deigned to politely decline, Sasuke always eventually
got his way. It was damning to his
reputation once his neigbours found out just how
loaded his benefactor was and speculated that he was only in it for the
money. Of course for what other reason
would one man have sex with another man unless there was some kind of material
compensation? Right?
And, once they took into consideration
that his previous girlfriend also came from an affluent background, they
concluded that Neji was nothing more than a shameless
gold-digger. But still, there were few
that believed it was no one else’s concern who Neji slept with and honestly couldn’t blame him. If they had a chance to escape from the shanty
they called an apartment building and receive a financial windfall, they’d
prostrate themselves before Satan if they had to.
Hungry lips met, muffling low grunts and loud moans, and the
very second Sasuke’s tongue sought out his, Hyuuga came, clutching at broad shoulders as his body jerked,
shooting his release onto their stomachs.
Sasuke frowned as he watched the other man
struggle to regain his breath, while he tried to mask his own annoyance.
Neji’s orgasms came much too
quickly for his liking but, whether this was a side-effect of his sexual trauma
or an underlying
physical or psychological issue, he couldn’t say. All he did know was that it never made it any
fun for him.
But… maybe he was being selfish. Maybe he was putting too much focus on his own
needs… or maybe he was focusing too much on Neji’s? With him constantly giving the Hyuuga what he wanted it was no surprise that he would
reach his climax first, was it? And it
was then that the Uchiha decided it was time he taught
his inexperienced boyfriend the ancient art of seduction.
Sasuke leaned back on his haunches
and pulled the spent, shivering mess into a sitting position. “Do me a favor,” he demanded huskily.
Neji shook his head, or at least
attempted to, but he swooned as his mind tried to clear the fog of his climax. “Sasuke… I can’t
let you stay,” he whimpered groggily and readily rest his light head in the
crook of the other man’s shoulder, but all traces of fatigue quickly vanished
when a large hand guided his to an equally large appendix. Neji gasped and
shot upright, automatically trying to yank his hand away, but Sasuke kept it firmly around his throbbing erection. Startled, lavender eyes gazed up into the voracious
ardor of an onyx pair and he turned away in slight embarrassment, his face becoming
a bright shade of pink.
God, he was cute when he blushed.
“S-Sasuke... ”
“I’m still hard,” was his simple explanation and he cupped Neji’s round face with his free hand and kissed him
passionately. It took some persuasion on
Sasuke’s part before Neji
overcame his initial bashfulness and began to stroke the torrid shaft without
further instruction. His cock twitched
eagerly and his body shuddered with sensuous desire, giving Neji
all the encouragement he needed to continue.
His hand became bolder and smooth fingertips explored the taut length
from base to tip, smearing the slippery liquid across the broad head, eliciting
a strangled moan from the younger man.
Those curious fingers trailed over every inch of his
quivering erection and dared to travel lower, where his sac hung between his
thighs.
It was an unexpected, yet pleasant surprise that he’d taken
it this far on his own and Sasuke broke away from
their kiss to express his delight with a throaty yell. His hips rocked in response to the gentle
fondling on his testicles and his hands flew to the other man’s hair, threading
his fingers into the long, silky mass and massaging his neck and shoulders.
“That’s good,” he sighed and praised him with tiny kisses against
his forehead. “Keep touching me like
that.”
His prudishness kept his eyes glued to the muscular chest in
front of him even while his mind’s eye conjured an image based on the girth he
hefted in the palm of his hand. He
couldn’t explain why he had this sudden reservation; he’d seen Sasuke’s private parts before. Slowly, his eyes made their journey downward
and came to rest on that hard, thick length.
Sasuke smiled when he caught the
timid male staring openly at his groin and he leaned back and parted his knees
slightly to give him a better view.
“Describe it to me.”
Neji thought he would die from the
embarrassment and his face burned hotter than the sun at the lewd request. “It’s… big.”
Sasuke grinned with a feral pride. “Do you like touching me?”
He nodded once.
“Say it.”
White teeth bit into his lower lip and he clamped his eyelids
shut.
“Neji, tell me you like to touch
my cock.”
His blush spread to his neck and his ears and Sasuke thought he would shoot his load just watching his
pale skin change colour.
“I like to…”
The tiny voice was barely above a whisper and he trailed
off, unable to complete the sentence, but Sasuke didn’t
penalize him and, instead, he commended his efforts with another languid kiss.
“I love the feel of your hands on my body. I want you to touch me always; even when
we’re not alone.”
The pink tint extended to his shoulders and he shook his
head vigorously, dislodging the hands on his face.
Sasuke chuckled at his
misunderstanding and assuaged him by caressing his arms. “When you take my hand in yours, when you
wrap your arms around me or massage my shoulders even though you’re not trying
to be sexy about it, I want you to keep doing those things for me.” His voice was as smooth and thick as syrup, a
near orgasmic experience to Neji’s ears and the older
man could only nod, his throat too dry to speak.
“Use your mouth.”
His body stiffened, the familiar request resurrected a
string of unpleasant memories he wished to keep buried within his subconsciousness and Sasuke
missed the apprehension that flashed behind his eyes before he lowered his
head. Immediately, he was overcome with
a sickening sense of déjà vu and he fought against the nausea that made him
want to empty the contents of his stomach all over the Uchiha’s
lap. Sasuke
lifted himself onto his knees so his partner wouldn’t have very far to lean
over and, with his pulsating flesh just inches away from his nose, Neji could smell the heady combination of soap, body spray
and sweat that made up his lover’s unique musk.
The fragrance was, by far, more tolerable than Orochimaru’s
but that did nothing to quell his uneasy stomach.
He should have been upfront with him and let him know that
he wasn’t quite ready for this. He knew Sasuke wouldn’t force him to do something he wasn’t
comfortable with, but fear kept him passive and he swallowed the bile at the
back of his throat, clamped his eyes shut and pressed his lips against the Uchiha’s damp tip.
Sasuke exhaled slowly, releasing
the breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding as he waited suspensefully to feel that sweet mouth upon him. Never would he have imagined he could take it
this far with the rape victim and, he had fully expected him to refuse. Deep down, he knew this wasn’t right and a
part of him knew it was too soon to put Neji through
this, but the part of him that was receiving such tentative attention from the Hyuuga’s mouth insisted on its own selfish desires.
“That’s good, Neji,” Sasuke shuddered and ran his fingers through that glorious
mane, causing a few strands to spill over Hyuuga’s
shapely back and fall between his thighs.
It was amazing! The soft hair
tickling his legs and equally soft lips tasting his essence brought the Uchiha closer to the edge and further diminished his self
control. Sasuke
brought a hand to his mouth and suckled on his fingers until they were slick
with his saliva then reached out to probe at Neji’s
exposed ass. The second those cold, wet
digits touched his sphincter, he yelped and pulled himself away, and it was at
that precise moment that Sasuke should have
recognized his discomfort, but he was blinded by lust and attempted to persuade
the Hyuuga back into place against his better judgement.
“Shh, it’s okay, baby,” he slurred
against his ear while the hand he kept at the base of the other man’s neck
gently pressed against him. “I won’t
hurt you.” Again, his wet fingers found
the ribbed circumference of his anus and playfully traced the textured surface
while his other hand released the nape of Neji’s neck
and fed the head of his cock into his partner’s unwilling mouth. A quiet sound spilled from quivering lips
before they were silenced by thick, hard flesh and Sasuke
interpreted the terrified sob as a guttural moan.
Yes! This was what
he’d been waiting for for so long. His chest heaved with his labored breathing
and he gazed dreamily through half-lidded eyes at the dark head between his
legs, his firm hand coaching him further onto his shaft while his fingers
earnestly fondled his puckered hole.
There was another strangled sound from Neji’s
throat but Sasuke was already reaching his apex and
his hips thrust deep just as his finger pierced his entrance and the Uchiha screamed in bloody pain when Neji’s
teeth clenched around his dick.
“JESUS CHRIST!”
Sasuke doubled over in agony,
gripping his aching crotch and Neji slapped his hands
over his mouth, horrified by what he’d done.
“Sasuke, I’m so sorry,” the
penitent male gasped and crawled over to where his injured lover had fallen
onto his side and rolled on the floor.
“Fuck, fuck, FUCK!”
He could only blame himself, he knew that. This wasn’t Neji’s
fault. It was an unintentional reaction
to to a situation where he felt he had no control. He had pushed him too far and was paying the
price for his sexual greed.
But damn did it
hurt.
“Sasuke… I-“ Poor Hyuuga
was beside himself with guilt, worry and self-loathing. He could do nothing but watch as the other
brunette cursed and writhed in tortured anguish. “I- forgive me… I can try again-“
His balls lurched. “NO!”
he declined a little too quickly and a little too harshly than he’d intended,
and the way Neji’s head drooped in abject dejection
made him feel like the worst person in the world. Sasuke opened his
mouth to apologize for his outburst but another wave of pain shot through his
frame and he grit his teeth and groaned, curling into
a fetal position.
He really was a pitiful sight.
“Sa- Sasuke… do you want… ice?”
his voice was uncertain and cautious, afraid the other man would lash out at
him again, but he found it hard to just sit there and do nothing, especially
when he was the cause of the other person’s suffering.
Ice? ICE? He didn’t want damn ice, he wanted a fucking
tranquilizer!
“Neji, sweetie. I’m fine,” he croaked before rolling onto his
back and throwing one arm across his eyes.
His other hand continued to shield his screaming phallus.
Contrition ate at Neji’s insides
and he continued to sit patiently by his injured lover’s side as he rode out
the last few pangs of his torment. “Sasuke… “ his voice was a pathetic
whimper and the Uchiha lifted his arm from his face
so he could peer up at the distressed man above him.
Sasuke swallowed another string of
expletives once the sharp, piercing pain became a dull, throbbing ache then
reached out to take the other man’s hand and gave his fingers a comforting
squeeze. “I’m fine,” he lied through a
forced smile. That seemed to appease his
concerns somewhat and he took a cushion from the sofa to rest the ailing
brunette’s head on it. “Oh… God,” the younger
man sniffled and finally dared to inspect his flaccid member. He was relieved to find no blood but the red line
of teeth marks indicated just how hard he’d been bitten. “Oh God,” he groaned and covered his face
with both hands.
Neji stomach became a convoluted
knot of remorse as he took in the terrifying wound he’d left on such a
sensitive area and he conscientiously reached out to place his hand on Sasuke’s thigh and the other man jerked violently at the
contact. “Sasuke-
I’m so sorry. I- I didn’t mean to.”
“Baby, it’s okay.
Really,” and he gently took the shaking Hyuuga
into his arms and lay him down beside him.
“I didn’t-“
“Shh,” he silenced him with a
finger against his lips. “It’s alright, Neji. I don’t blame
you for what happened.”
“But, I feel terrible.”
‘You feel
terrible?’ Sasuke laughed to himself, then a thought suddenly came to him. “Hey,” he tilted his lover’s round face to
meet his and looked into wide, saddened eyes.
“Do you really want to make this up to me?”
The naïve man nodded all too eagerly.
The cocky Uchiha smirked and
stroked his cheek, trailing his fingers towards his ear and squeezed a plump
earlobe.
“Remember those earrings I bought you?”
***
Neji cursed his obstinate boyfriend
for the hundredth time that morning.
From the second he rose from bed ‘til the second he was made to leave work
early and meet with Naruto and Gaara,
Neji cursed him with every fiber of his being.
‘Damn you, Sasuke.’
Why must the cocky bastard always have his way? So, he bit him, not on purpose mind you, that
one time and, not only did he get to
spend the night after all but, now, Neji had to get
his ears pierced even though he didn’t want to.
He should have stood his ground.
He’d refused the gift the first time but Sasuke
left the valuable item on his desk as if he didn’t care what Neji did with it afterwards. Well, the Hyuuga
was just as stubborn as he was and did his best to ignore the little, black box
but Sakura had paid one of her frequent visits upstairs and Neji
shoved the container in his pants before she had a chance to see it, and that
was how it eventually wound up at his place.
Sasuke: 1, Neji:
0.
Everyday after that, the Uchiha would check his ears. He didn’t have to say why,
Neji knew what he was looking for. He wanted to see if he was wearing them and,
every day that Sasuke was presented with his naked
earlobes, Neji flashed him a smug grin or a playfully
extended tongue. This went on for nearly
a week and the Hyuuga soon got the feeling the other
man was biding his time, like a predatory cat waiting for the perfect time to
pounce and, as expected, he got his way when, last night, Neji
was too guilt-ridden to say ‘No’.
Sasuke: 2, Neji:
0.
Because this was such a special occasion for Sasuke, the Uchiha didn’t
personally take him to have the piercings done and, instead, asked Naruto and Gaara, who knew this
girl who was a goddess among body artists, to do the procedure.
Unfortunately, for someone they claimed possessed such great
talent, she operated within the rancid bowels of the inner city.
Neji was well familiar with Naruto’s tastes by now: wild, grungy and adventurous. He went to places the common man had never
heard of and traversed winding alleyways the general public never even knew
existed. They weren’t the only people
that frequented the area though.
Loiterers, bums and individuals of questionable character, plying their
illegal trade, had made the down and dirty backalleys
a deformed sibling of its sister street.
The walls stank of dried urine and aged vomit and the humidity of the
afternoon sun made the trek unbearable for Neji.
He kept pace with his chaperones, flanked between both men,
but even their presence wasn’t enough to make him feel safe and he kept his
gaze to the ground, afraid to make eye contact with suspicious, teenaged
delinquents and unwashed homeless, begging for a handout.
Sasuke: 3, Neji:
0, just because he was feeling downright miserable.
“Here we are,” Naruto bounded
excitedly up the stairs and held open the reinforced, glass door in a
gentlemanly manner.
The inviting tinkle of the bell welcomed its patrons but Neji wanted to turn heel and run as far away from the
intimidating place as he could. There
was only one thing that kept him put and that was the fact that there was no
way in hell he was going back the way he came all by himself.
Well, this was it.
There was no turning back. It was
too late to talk his way out of this.
He looked down at the small, black, velvet cube in his hand,
cursed his boyfriend once more for good measure, took a deep, shuddering breath
and stepped into the building.
It smelled like a clinic.
The crisp, chill of the air-conditioning carried with it the scent of
alcohol, metals and various chemicals through its ventilation, but the odor was
like the sweetest perfume compared to the stench outside.
“Honey, I’m home!” Naruto yelled
out at the top of his lungs, nearly deafening his companions, and he snickered
in excitement as he led the others down the dim, narrow hallway and into the brightly
lit salon.
To Neji’s surprise, the small room
looked immaculately pristine. Everything
was neat, orderly and the tools actually appeared clean, as if they were brand
new. Well, he assumed in this trade that
it was mandatory for all of the artist’s instruments to be sanitary.
“Oh great,” the young woman in the middle of the room
groaned from behind her surgeon’s mask but the way she rolled her exasperated
brown eyes made it easy to discern what was said.
“Gi Gi,”
Gaara sauntered over to the young woman and she
pulled the mask down her chin before cupping his face to lay a sisterly kiss on
his lips.
“Hey! Don’t I get
one?” Naruto hustled over to her and puckered his
lips.
The young woman leaned backwards and made a face. “Pop a mint and maybe I’ll think about it.”
“Ginger, this is Neji. Neji; Ginger,” the
hyperactive blonde introduced the two and Neji
muttered a shy greeting while the girl raised a hand with a ‘Hey, how you
doing?’. “We
need you to work your special brand of magic on him,” Naruto
wiggled his fingers. “His boyfriend
wants to be surprised.”
“Oh?” the girl’s eyes lit up at the challenge and she took her
customer by the arm and dragged him over to a small library of magazines,
folders and books. “Your B.F.’s the
‘man’ in the relationship, right? I can
tell. Don’t say anything,” she
interrupted before he could open his mouth to protest. “He wants something sexy… submissive…,” she
picked up a large, black binder and started flipping through its laminated
pages. “I can put a collar on you. You have the neck for it,” a thin,
well-manicured finger pointed to a picture of a tattooed neck
of an intricate design with what appeared to be a hoop earring at the base of
the throat. “If your man’s gonna put a leash on it tell him to wait at least eight months for it to heal. If he’s really impatient;
six. But use something light so
it doesn’t pull too hard on the skin and make it sag. Also, don’t wear it often and whatever you do
don’t sleep with the leash on.”
Neji swallowed hard.
“No? Okay, how about
something a little more low maintenance.”
She dropped that book and Naruto picked it up,
seriously contemplating getting one of the collars for his unruly pet.
Ginger shuffled through a stack of tattoo magazines before
selecting one featuring a half-naked woman on the front with her tastefully
covered torso adorned with body art. A
few pages in she found what she was looking for and showed Neji
a selection of lower back tattoos.
“These are hot now,” she said. “Everybody’s got one; I’ve got one and, trust
me, the guys love ‘em. When your man’s making the delivery in the
back door, he won’t be able to take his eyes off it.”
Neji blinked, looking hopelessly
lost, and the slim woman awkwardly scratched her bright, orange hair with her
black, lacquered nails.
“Go easy on him,” Gaara intervened. “He’s new to all this.”
“Oh, you poor baby,” she cooed sympathetically. “Tell your man to let you get out more. Although, I can’t blame him,” and she let her
eyes roam freely over his tall frame.
“If you were my bitch, I’d keep you chained to the bed.” Neji furrowed his
brow and shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the next and Ginger laughed
when a soft blush touched his cheeks.
“Sorry, I’ll be good from now on.”
Neji took the opportunity to
examine the young woman as well. She was
a spritely character, much like Naruto and, if he
didn’t know better he would swear they were related. Her shoulder-length hair was pulled back into
a tight rubber band and a few of the neon orange strands had sprung free of
their bonds to frame her lean, ovular face.
Her brown, mischievous eyes complimented well-defined lips and, when she
laughed, the silver stud in her tongue gleamed as brightly as her even, white
teeth.
Although she was short and a bit slim, she was incredibly
feisty, which was probably what the rowdy Uzumaki
liked so much about her.
“Actually, Ginger. My
ma- er, Sasuke,” he quickly
corrected himself. “Um, he just wanted
me to get these,” and he held out the little box for the artist to inspect and the
long, low whistle that trickled from her lips, caught the attention of the
other two men in the room.
“Shiney!” Naruto
exclaimed, and tilted her hands so the magnificent gems glittered beneath the
fluorescent light.
“You know what that is.
That’s a first-class weekend trip to Paris,” estimated Gaara.
Ginger scoffed, insulted on the jewelry’s behalf. “Weekend in Paris, my ass. This is the rest of my fucking mortgage.”
It was Gaara’s turn to scoff. “There’s no way a pair of earrings could ever
cost that much.”
“Red, trust me on this.
I know jewelry. My dad was a
jeweler. I’ve stolen,
hocked and pawned jewelry. I‘ve been
around these kinds of stones all my life and I’m telling you, unless he bought
these from a five-fingered discount merchant, no one in their right mind’s gonna let these go for less
than thirty-thousand dollars.”
“WHAT?” All three men screeched in incredulous unison and Gi Gi nearly jumped out of her
skin.
“Are you serious?” Neji gaped,
wide-eyed and on the verge of hysterics.
“You’re out of your
fucking mind,” fumed Gaara.
“Red, look at this cut,” she brought the box closer to his
face and pointed out its perfection with a pinky finger. “These are flawless. Both of them. And the metal… that’s not silver; it’s platinum.”
“It could be fucking moon rock for all I care. Those earrings could not cost more than ten.
You’re exaggerating.”
“If you and I weren’t like this,” and she gestured by moving
her index and middle finger between her eyes and the red-head’s. “ I’d smack you in
the mouth. Ten thousand’s a disgrace to the
craftsman.”
Gaara put his hands on his hips
and stepped closer until their noses were almost touching. “And thirty thousand is highway robbery. Stop trying to act like you know what you’re
talking about when it’s so obvious you’re full of shit.”
At this point, Neji didn’t know
who to believe. He already knew the
stones were valuable and each piece by itself came with a hefty price tag, but his
speculations never would have calculated such an exorbitant cost. For his sake, he prayed the young woman was
wrong, as strong in her conviction as she was, because there was no way he
could walk around with fifteen thousand dollars hanging from each ear. The very idea that Sasuke
had spent that much on him and the fact that he’d left the box on his desk like
some cheap trinket made him want to black out.
“Ladies, ladies,” Naruto stepped
between them when their argument started to get nasty. “If you must turn this into a cat-fight then
I insist you strip down and oil up.”
The combatants grimaced at the chauvinistic comment and the
body mod specialist turned back to her customer. “Sorry you had to see that. Oh look, all the colour’s
drained from your face. Makes my job
easier,” she chuckled and led him by the elbow to a nearby salon chair.
“I-I think I changed my mind,” Neji
squeaked. His head was suddenly light
and his stomach felt like he’d consumed a gallon of gasoline.
“Sorry, Neji. No backsies,” the
young blonde shook his head and sat at the edge of the table where Ginger had
her tools of the trade laid out in perfect order on a sheet of paper, much like
one would see in an operating room. “Sasuke told me to make sure you went through with it and
get something special of your own choosing.”
Something of his own choosing? He didn’t even have a choice in the matter
regarding the earrings!
Ginger thoroughly washed her hands at the sink before taking
her seat at the table adjacent to Neji’s and slipping
on her gloves.
“You should give him a ‘Prince Albert’,” Gaara
suggested, his heated debate long forgotten as he flipped through another
binder, trying to decide what kind of piercing he’d like to see most on Neji.
“Tell you what, just because I like you guys so much, I’ll
only charge half for the next job.”
“Well, since you like us so much and everything, how about
giving me a freebie?” Naruto asked. “I was thinking of getting a nipple ring.”
“I dunno,” the artist seemed to
scrutinize his face and she tapped a finger against her chin. “I think a corset piercing across your mouth
would suit you best.”
“Oooh, snap,” the tanned boy
grinned then turned to address the uneasy man in the customer’s chair. “Neji, take a good
look at this woman. Someday, she’s going
to be my future wife.”
“And soon to be future divorcee and owner of half his shit,”
the cheeky girl replied.
Naruto leaned across the desk and
propped his head on his hands to gaze dreamily at her. “With my stunning good looks and your
charming wit; our kids are gonna rule the world.”
“Aw, damn,” Ginger whined as if she’d just remembered
something very important. “And I just had my ovaries removed yesterday.”
He laughed uproariously at that comeback. Naruto loved coming
here. Ginger was never short on catty remarks. “God, I love you,” he sighed, wiping away the
moisture at the corner of his eyes.
“I love God too,” she chirped sarcastically.
Their comical exchanged helped put Neji
at a level of comfortable ease and, by the time the young lady had gathered her
clean equipment and pulled her mask back into place, a light smile hovered across
his lips but it faded just as quickly once she’d made her markings and brought
the needle to his face. He tried to be
brave and told himself it was probably like getting a flu shot and when she
asked him to hold very still, Neji was already
petrified with fear.
A few uncomfortable and painful moments later, she was
finished, and after carefully securing the second piece of jewelry, Ginger sat
back to admire her latest masterpiece. “Beautiful,”
she gave herself a pat on the back at a job well done and the perfect symmetry
in which she mounted the diamonds.
Naruto, who’d been quietly
watching the skilled artist as she worked, now stared
in awe at his best friend’s lover and the glittering, white stones that
accentuated his pale beauty. “Wow, Neji. You look
pretty.”
“Thanks,” he muttered bashfully even though he felt like he
was now a prime target for a mugging. Ginger got him a mirror and, as he gazed
at his reflection, he had to admit, the earrings were lovely and they made him
look more elegant.
“So cute,” Gaara purred then
placed the folder on the table and opened it to one page in particular. “Can we pierce his dick now?”
-~-~-~-~-~
Tyra 2009-07-02
Long time no see.
Great chapter, still!
Ooh, it was little sad and serious at the end, yes. (meh, in other words, angsty)
I loved all the emotion in this chapter though. In Itachi and Sasuke's conversation.
It's so sweet (not sure if this is the right word for it, but I can't think of
anything else) how Sasuke and even Itahchi are so
protective. It's really understandable though, considering what's happened with
Haku and everything.. I
really hope that they really
can save Neji before it's too late for him (too).
Heh, it was funny though, how Naruto
just dragged Neji with him..
which caused Gaara to join
them too.
I hope you keep up with the great work and update soon again!
ClaireBear
Yes, it has been a long time hasn’t it? I often wonder where the time goes and I
waste so much of it procrastinating. I
really need to finish my fics and I have so many
interesting ideas for other stories it’s overwhelming me that I can’t write
them all. I should try harder.
Yes… I really hope Sasuke and Itachi can save Neji. :(
I love writing the two Uchiha
brothers as protective of our little Neji and, if
this were another type of fic, I’d have them fighting
over him. XD
I didn’t want to make the ending of the last chapter too angsty but I didn’t want you guys to forget that Neji’s still in danger… and that’s really all I can say
without giving out any spoilers. Sorry.
I’m glad you’re still enjoying the read, Tyra and I’m sorry I kept you and the other reads hanging
for so long. I’m a bad writer. You can spank me now :x
satterb 2009-07-02
Ummmm. I really hope you aren't trying to give us a glimps of things to come. I really really
hope this has a happy ending. On another note, thanks for coming back and
updating. I'd been missing this fic. Love it. And I
love the characters!
ClaireBear
Oh man, I don’t know what to say here. I don’t want to spoil anything, especially
since I don’t know exactly how to end this fic but it’s
going to get worse. Sorry.
I’m glad you love the story and you like what I did with
the characters. I try so hard to match
their personalities but sometimes it’s tempting to take some creative freedoms
and I just love making Sasuke a bastard.
usmorgan 2009-07-02
Wow, That was good. I really
like this story and look forward to the next chapter. Itachi,
Naruto, and Gaara are so
cute together. And I like Neji and Sasuke...great matches all.
ClaireBear
I’m really glad you like it and are enjoying the fic. I’ve already
started the next chapter (which is 27) but I don’t know exactly what I want to
happen yet. I don’t think the fic will last much longer though as there are some key
events that take place just before the end and they’re coming up really soon.
Funnily enough, I wasn’t going to add Gaara
in this fic at all when I first started but I really
wanted to push the envelope with this and I needed someone to keep Naruto occupied whenever Itachi
wasn’t around. I also needed someone he
could get in trouble with (when he got arrested and the pregnant Gaara prank). Gaara actually worked out great and he’s going to come in
handy for something I’ve got planned.
Rainshi 2009-07-04
Oh my god you came back! I love your story and still do.
I enjoy this all to much.
Please contiune don't give up now.
ClaireBear
Yeah, I’m back. I’ve
just been slacking off. Bouncing around from one story idea from the next but never
actually finishing one. It’s
driving me bananas. Anyway, I really
want to finish this fic at least. It’s not very long and is actually one of the
few that I’ve worked out an ending for.
I’m glad you’re enjoying the read so far. :)
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