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This and the next chapter are kinda short.� Sorry, there was no way around it.� I didn�t want this one to go on too long and
writing about the tattoo parlor again would have been redundant.� I hope you still enjoy it because there�s a
lot of foreshadowing in this chapter.�
Also, no replies at the end because I�m really busy with Chapter 28, so
next time. :)

Chapter 27

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It could have been their upbringing, or a traumatic
childhood that made them so recklessly headstrong; a troubling experience in
their pasts that forced them to evolve into strong-willed and determined
independents.� Their destinies led them
along equally rocky yet completely different paths before eventually
intertwining; bringing together two shameless and aggressive young men; magna
cum laude graduates of the school of hard knocks and both with a propensity for
causing a scene wherever they went.
Neji shrunk back into the large, hoodie jacket that Naruto
had generously offered to him as a means of concealing his face, but was now
used as a means to partition himself from the pair of amber eyes that ogled him
so brazenly.
�What the fuck are
you looking at, you sick freak?� Naruto�s shrill voice carried throughout the
entire department and employees hidden behind cubicles peeked out curiously,
while those standing in the corridor made themselves scare as the confrontation
intensified.�
The working staff was used to their boisterous behavior by
now.� Whenever Itachi�s live-in partners
entered a room they made their presence know through raucous laughter,
colourful language or explicit behaviour.�
It was easy to ignore them; the majority of the time they were just
passing through or running an errand for Itachi and, on rare occasions, they
made idle conversations with easy-going employees who were into the same things
they were.� This time, however, they had
completely halted production on that floor and no one dared breathe or move a
muscle as the group of men stared each other down.
�Try something.� We
dare you,� he challenged, and Neji tensed, praying Orochimaru didn�t call his
bluff.
A hand reached out to take his and the Hyuuga nearly jumped
out of his skin.� His wide, nervous eyes
looked down into the tumultuous sea-green of his friend and he could tell the
shorter man was assuring him he was safe, even though he couldn�t hear him over
the wailing voices in his head.
�Please don�t let him hurt me.�
�Protect me.�
�Take me away from here.�
�I�m afraid.�
Naruto positioned himself between the smirking Uchiha;
obstructing his view of the anxious Hyuuga and he stretched out his arms in
invitation to a fight.� �Come on, bring
it.� Right here; right now and I�ll kick
that scrawny ass of yours.�
�Naruto!�� The sharp
command of the eldest Uchiha heir caught the attention of everyone within
earshot and the stormy look on his face showed that he was not at all pleased.
His partner shot him an unrepentant glance before turning to
face the repugnant rapist one last time and, if looks could kill, Naruto would
have been crucified to the wall and Orochimaru would have spontaneously
combusted into a pile of ashes.� The
obedient youth turned and assisted his smaller partner in walking with the
petrified Hyuuga towards the upper floor.�
His legs felt like gelatin and it was a wonder he was able to lift them,
one before the other, up the steps.� He
was just grateful that Naruto and Gaara each held him by one arm or he would
have collapsed under the weight of that intimidating gaze.
Those piercing yellow eyes never left him.� He could feel them tangibly roaming the
length of his body as if he�d physically touched him and Neji bit his lips and
tried to fight the wave of nausea that consumed him.
Orochimaru couldn�t stop staring, even after he�d rounded
the corner, his eyes lingered on that spot, relishing in the residual image
he�d captured in his mind.� With the
thick coat he wore, it was difficult to discern the identity of (what was
presumably) Itachi�s new play-thing, but the sly department manager recognized
those long, lean legs almost immediately and, it had been so long since he�d
last seen him, it was damn near impossible to control himself.� He saw him stiffen beneath the bulky bulwark
and, although he regrettably couldn�t see his face, he could tell he was
terrified.
He could smell it; and his senses reeled with it.
Had they not been in the presence of the gossipy workforce,
Orochimaru would have attempted to at least kiss him.� Even though he risked bodily harm from the
hyperactive dolt and the gothic bitch, it would have been worth it just to feel
those trembling lips upon his once again.�
What he wouldn�t give for just a few minutes alone with those two.� For the longest while he�d wanted to give
them their come-uppance, even at the risk of incurring Itachi�s wrath.� Everyone in the building knew he had a
�hand�s off rule� concerning his partners; even security became ineffectual
when dealing with the pair because they knew better than to even attempt
restraint.� Itachi was well aware that
their occasional nuisances caused minor disturbances among the staff but he
preferred to discipline them himself.
In Orochimaru�s perverse mind, he�d be doing everyone a
favor by putting those two brats in their place, but to engage in an
altercation with them would bring into question his deportment and mar the
image of the innocent victim he portrayed to these mindless drones.� Maintaining his amiable and benevolent
reputation was conducive to him reclaiming the enjoyable Hyuuga for himself so,
for now, he had to bide his time and stick to his plan.� Permanently disposing of Naruto and Gaara was
a bonus that would come after and only
after Neji was back in his possession.
As if he could suddenly read his mind, Itachi�s expression
became dangerously volatile and it was hard for the other man to keep his face
neutral as he shared a hateful glare with his step-son.� It was the young man who rescinded first and,
burdened with the responsibility of being the mature one in the family, he
turned to leave, and Orochimaru snickered with a victorious pride.
Soon.� It would be
soon before he had everything he wanted.
The man lowered his head to veil the wild tenacity on his
face.� He could feel their pity, fed off
of it; could hear their hushed whispers as they cursed at his vindictive
stepsons for persecuting him without mercy.�
The damned fools!�
They knew nothing!
The urge to throw back his head and laugh like the devil was
becoming increasingly hard to suppress, so he pretended to gather what remained
of his shattered dignity before slowly slithering back to his lair.
***
He had become used to this kind of treatment by now,
although he still disliked it.� The
flocking around him and the doting questions made him feel like an invalid and
was why he�d made it a priority to take care of himself; not to have other take
care of him.� He couldn�t tell them to
stop their worrying or ask them to give him his space.� He was still much too shaken to even speak.� Their voices were hollow and distant and
their faces were nothing more than blurred images to his unfocused eyes.� A large pair of steady hands pulled the hood
back and cupped his face, snapping him back to reality and Neji stared blankly
into the concerned gaze of Sasuke Uchiha.
�You okay?�
He nodded and forced a smile, but it didn�t reach his eyes.
�Don�t let that asshole get to you like that,� Naruto
plopped down onto the leather sofa next to him and threw a tanned arm across his
shoulders to give him a brotherly squeeze.�
�You gotta let him see that he doesn�t bother you anymore, that he
doesn�t have this kind of effect over you.�
If he realizes that he still has you under his thumb, he�s gonna keep
doing it.�
As much as Sasuke wanted to tell him it was an easy thing
for him to say, but Neji had to take as much time as he needed to develop an
immunity to that man�s presence, he had to agree with him.� He hated the fact that he still had this much
power over Neji, but he couldn�t begin to imagine how hard it must be to face
someone who�d defiled your self-esteem, self-respect and self-worth on a
regular basis, but if Neji hoped to abscond his fears and put that part of his
life forever behind him, he had to be able to keep his back upright while
looking his attacker in the eye.
Gaara kneeled beside him, and Neji politely accepted the cup
of filtered water from his gloved hands, but he didn�t drink from it.� He didn�t think he could get anything past
the tightness in his throat.
Sasuke gently stroked his flushed cheeks with his thumbs and
his scowl deepened.� He wished he was
there.� He�d have clawed that man�s eyes
out with his bare hands, but Itachi had ordered him to stay behind once they
got word of the fracas that had broken out downstairs.� Like the obdurate little brother, he was
sorely tempted to disobediently follow him but he was wise to heed his wishes
this one time and avoid being on the receiving end of his brother�s ire.�
Itachi announced his return with a deafening slam of his
office door and he easily yanked Naruto off the couch by the collar with one
sinewy arm and smacked him hard against the back of his head.� Neji whimpered at the abusive display and
leaned into the security of Sasuke�s embrace while trying to blot out their
loud voices as they screamed and cursed at one another.
The sandy-haired youth remained adamant that he�d done
nothing wrong but took his punishment like a good boy, never once raising his
hand in retaliation against his beloved.�
Itachi managed to reign in his temper long enough to realize his fingers
had curled into a tight fist and narrowly avoided bludgeoning his brash
boyfriend into a bloody pulp.
�That fucker started it,� the shorter man roared.� �What did you expect me to do?�
�Just ignore him,� the taller one shouted back.� �That�s all I ever ask you to do,
Naruto.� Walk away.� But you constantly test my patience by
pushing against your boundaries.�
�Because you expect me to sit back and just let shit
happen.� I can�t go against my nature.�
�Just how hard is it for you to stay out of trouble and keep
that damn mouth of yours shut?�
��Like asking me to
stop breathing,� he snapped rudely in response.
The older man raised a pointed finger to his lover�s tanned
face and snarled.� �Naruto, I�m warning
you.�
�FUCK YOU!� the youth screamed passionately and slapped the
offending finger out of his face; his eyes shimmering with tears of rage.� �Do whatever the fuck you want to me, but you
weren�t there, Itachi.� He was doing it
on purpose.� You didn�t see the way he
was looking at him.� It made me feel dirty.� I just wanted to make him stop.� Someone had to because you won�t get off your
passive ass and do something about him.�
Tiny drops of moisture seeped into the shoulder of Sasuke�s
black, cotton shirt and the man he held in his arms shook violently with his
attempt to quiet his wretched sobbing.� A
keening noise slipped past the finger that he bit into to silence his cries and
the strangled sound drew the attention of the argumentative couple.�
This was all his fault and Neji hated himself for it.� They were fighting because of him; because he
wasn�t strong enough to confront his rapist on his own.� He was drawing them further into his mess
because he was too scared to take matters into his own hands.� He placed too much faith in their assistance
and was so dependent on their aid that he let them fight his battles for
him.� He had to learn to stand up on his
own but he didn�t want to be alone.� He
was too afraid.
�Sasuke, I can�t.�
Please� don�t make me do this.��
He wasn�t consciously aware of what he did next.� His body acted of its own volition and clung
desperately to him, afraid he would disappear if he ever let go.� �Don�t leave me� I ca- I can�t do this by
myself.�
Loving arms pulled him off the sofa and onto the floor but
try as he might to console the other man, his break down only became worse,
degenerating him into a sobbing, trembling mess.� Gaara attempted to soothe him by rubbing
large circles against his back before throwing his arms around the both of
them, his concern for Neji taking precedence over his dislike for Sasuke.
Naruto tore his gaze away from the touching scene long
enough to flash his distaste at his mate�s pacifism before walking over to
contribute his support.
Suddenly, he felt alone in all this.� Sasuke, Gaara and now, even Naruto, were all
ready to bear arms and fight Neji�s demon.�
It wasn�t that Itachi didn�t think there was need for excessive
force.� He didn�t trust that man and
agreed he had to be stopped by any means necessary if it ensured the Hyuuga�s
safety.� But Orochimaru was manipulative,
sly and crafty, and apparently, he was the only one that understood that.�� His foolish brother cockily believed their
step-father could not be that clever and constantly underestimated him.� A grave error on his part.�
An anonymous popularity poll around the office would show
Orochimaru as the favoured Uchiha manager.�
He had already pulled the wool over the eyes of his gullible colleagues
and secured the backing and support of a few influential allies.� Unfortunately, Itachi had been too busy
trying to resuscitate his father�s ailing company after Orochimaru took over to
notice and Sasuke�s hatred for the man blinded him to the obvious realization
that he was stealthily amassing power.
But what exactly was he up to?� It was a race against time for Itachi to find
out and, for the moment, he had been employing a wait-and see tactic; but, if
he hoped to diminish Hyuuga�s suffering and prevent another attack, he would
have to modify his plan of action.
They must have sat there, huddled around each other, for
almost half an hour.� Itachi would have
joined them but there was much preparation to be made, and a slight adjustment
to his itinerary, before he caught his business trip to Washington, was
mandatory.� The eldest brunette looked
down upon his loved ones and his eyes held remorse and a determination that he
was going to make everything right again, before he left the room.
Sasuke�s legs ached from kneeling for such an extended
period but his comfort was moot and he refused to adjust his position.� Naruto stroked his hair while Gaara rubbed
his thigh and their combined efforts and consoling words were enough to calm
his stressed demeanor.� Harsh sobs
diminished into choked hiccups which soon became quiet, controlled breathing
and the young man emerged from the cocoon of arms like the blooming of a
fragile Heliconius.
He rubbed at his reddened eyes with the ball of his hand and
squeaked an �I�m sorry�, which was promptly followed by a chorus of: �What are
you apologizing for�, �It�s okay� and �Not your fault�.� Their patience and understanding did not go
unappreciated by the other man but his self-reliance refused to let him bask in
the attention another second longer.�
�I�m fine� th-thank you� everyone.�
Sasuke was lax to release him; the rasped voice convinced
him otherwise.� �Are you sure?�
He nodded, and the moment that body retreated from his, and
the sobering chill of the air conditioning settled upon his flushed body, Neji
wanted to jump back into his warm embrace.�
Sasuke helped him to his feet although the younger man experienced great
difficulty rising on cramped thigh muscles.�
The long forgotten cup of water was now laying on its side;
its contents absorbed into the plush carpet and damp spots on their jeans.� Again, he apologized for hardly any reason
and moved to clean up the mess but Sasuke swatted his hands away and made him
to sit on the sofa.� It was Gaara that
tossed the garbage into the trash.
�Everyone�s contributing in their own way,� Neji mused
wryly, his lean fingers toying with the zipper of the bright-orange, nylon
jacket Naruto had loaned him.� Never, in
the few, scant months he�d known the young rebel would he have ever expected
such an act of kindness (considering his indifference the first time they met)
and all because Neji was too worried someone at work might see his new
piercings.
Gaara, too, was quickly becoming a valuable friend.� Sure, they didn�t share many of the same
interests, and only enjoyed few similar hobbies, but he was the most
knowledgeable and pedantic person to turn to if he had questions about
homosexual relationships.
And he had a lot.
The horny, little red-head still hit on him occasionally and
persistently expressed his desire for Neji�s �man meat�, but Naruto�s jealous
rantings were always enough to snuff his flame without Neji having to
personally turn him down.�
Inappropriate invitations aside, Gaara was like the kind of
close friend he could call on at any hour of the night; whether he needed
advice or bail money.� They�d enjoyed a
lengthy conversation on their walk back to the corporate offices and Neji
couldn�t remember when last he�d been engaged in such an open and jovial
exchange.� Sasuke didn�t count; primarily
because trying to get a point across his hard head was like trying to fill a
bucket with a large hole in the bottom.�
Not only was it frustrating as all hell but it just wasn�t possible.
He was despotically stubborn, tyrannically opinionated and
dead set in his ways.� No force on earth
could change Sasuke Uchiha�s mind but Sasuke Uchiha and, on the off-chance that
he had a change of heart due to outside influences (which was rare but it did
happen), he always made it seem as if it was his idea all along; because, to concede
that someoneelse had a better idea
than he did would entail him having to admit he was wrong.� Which was very seldom the case to begin with.
�Man, just thinking about that guy brings my piss to a
boil,� Naruto paced back and forth while entertaining homicidal thoughts he�d
like to enact upon Orochimaru�s person.
�Let�s not talk about that right now,� suggested his
dark-haired friend.� As much as he would
have liked to conspire with the deviously creative young man, Neji was in the
room and he wanted to take his mind off the whole thing.
He bobbed his head in understanding.� �Right, right.�
Gaara continued to dote on the object of his lustful
affections and cuddled up next to him on the sofa; draping his arms about his
neck like a shawl, and the older man shivered uncomfortably beneath his
ministrations.� For Neji�s sake, Sasuke
tried to ignore it, but Naruto lacked tolerance for perfidiousness from his
lover of any kind and roughly
unwrapped his thin arms then dragged him to the far end of the sofa where he
made him sit obediently on his lap.�
During the struggle, the orange hoodie slid back a few inches and the
crystalline glint at the lobes of Hyuuga�s ears caught Sasuke�s attention.
�You actually went through with it,� and he approached the
man, a pleased grin plastered on his lips.�
�I�m surprised at you.�
Neji blinked and muscles in his jaw became loose.� �You mean I didn�t have to do this?� he
shrieked.
Sasuke gave him a �I said no such thing�, kind of look and
kneeled before him.� �Of course you had to do it.� I still have the bruise that says you owe me
that much,� he cryptically reminded him.�
His hands were on his face again, pulling his hair back and tilting his
head this way and that to admire the glittering stones from various
angles.� �Besides, if you hadn�t, then
I�d just keep making you go back until it was done.�
�Such a bully,� Neji murmured and the way his mouth turned
up into a childish pout made the Uchiha laugh.
�Hey, Sasuke,� Naruto asked curiously, recalling the dispute
his Gaara had with his Ginger.� �Just how
much did those things cost you anyway?�
�No more than ten thousand, am I right?� the small
carrot-top calculated confidently.
�Or was it thirty?��
Naruto favored the tattoo artist�s guesstimate because he�d been with
the Uchiha for much longer and knew he never spared any expense when it came to
something he cared deeply about; and, it would be safe to say that, the cost of
those earrings would be an accurate representation of how great his love was
for Neji.
Sasuke�s expression was one of ridiculous consternation as
he stared into two pairs of bright eyes.�
�I paid nowhere near that much,� he scoffed in indignation.
Gaara beamed, as if he�d just been selected as the finalist
on �The Price is Right�.� �Told you
so.�� He couldn�t gloat for long because
his ego came crashing as low as his jaw when the Uchiha quoted the retail
price.
�They were fifty-four thousand dollars.�
�Fifty-four thousand?� the tiny red-head gaped, his
turquoise eyes as wide as two moons.
�Plus tax,� he
added with a boastful grin.
Naruto lifted his palm within inches of his boyfriend�s
button-shaped nose.� �BLAM! In your face.�
�Sasuke, please tell me you�re joking,� Neji implored, but
he already knew that this was the kind of matter he took very seriously and the
Uchiha confirmed this with a shake of his head.�
�I can�t wear these.�
Sasuke�s face fell.�
�Why not?� he asked and took his older lover�s hands in his, not
trusting the Hyuuga�s frugality to remove the jewelry even though his flesh
hadn�t healed.
�Why not?� he echoed in dismay, unable to understand why his
overly-eager-to-please boyfriend didn�t get it.�
�Sasuke, you have to return them.�
�I already paid for them; you�re already wearing them,
what�s the point?�
�They cost too much.�
�You were worth every penny.�
Neji�s cheeks turned a deep shade of pink but he tried not
to be swayed by the lavish compliment.�
�Sasuke, I know I can�t tell you what to do with your money but, these
are much too expensive for practical use,� was his attempt at reason.
�I wanted you to look nice and these far surpass
�practicality�, wouldn�t you say?�� And
there was that insufferable grin again.
�Sasuke, let�s seriously talk about this.�
�There�s nothing to talk about.�
The Hyuuga sighed in exasperation.� �Your Jedi mind trick won�t work on me this
time, Sasuke.�
�Don�t be too sure about that,� and he declared the
conversation over by sealing his lips with his mouth before changing the
topic.� �So, what other piercings did you
get?�
�N- Nothing,� Neji gasped, his mind still reeling from the
spontaneity of the kiss and his blush deepened as curiously impatient fingers
attempted to undress him.
�I told you to get another piercing of your choosing,� he
scowled but his hands did not cease their task and dragged the over-sized coat
off his elegant shoulders.
�Neji didn�t get a piercing,� Gaara shared in his
disappointment.� �He didn�t like the idea
of sticking needles in his dick.
�He doesn�t have to get one there,� and Sasuke rose to his
feet.� While the idea of a piercing in
Hyuuga�s penis was incredibly arousing, he could understand the other man�s
reluctance to let another person anywhere near his private parts.� �Take him back and get another one.�
�What if he doesn�t want another piercing?� Would a tattoo be okay?� queried Naruto.
The other man gave it some thought before replying: �Good
idea.� Get both.��
Itachi�s two pets started chattering excitedly amongst
themselves about different types of body art that would suit Sasuke�s new boy
toy and the ignored secretary resisted the urge to pull all his hair out by the
roots.�
Had they forgotten he was still in the room?�
Just to be difficult, the exacerbated young man kept his
rear glued to the cushions when they were ready to leave and it took the
combined efforts of Naruto and Sasuke to pull him to his feet.
�Sasuke, please.�
Isn�t this enough?� he whined like a disagreeable child on its way for a
flu shot and Sasuke had the audacity to patronize him by waving goodbye with
that blasted grin on his face.
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