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An Indecent Affair	By : ClaireBear Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 2104 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter warnings:� Neji has a mild mental breakdown but it�s nothing
serious.�
Chapter 28

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It was a minute before midnight and Neji
lay spread-eagled on his back in the middle of his bed; exhausted, but unable
to sleep.� He ached in key places that
the memory of his tortuous experience several hours ago wouldn�t let him soon
forget, almost as if his body was cursing him for putting it through such an
ordeal.
Four hours.� It had
taken more than four hours for Naruto, Gaara and Ginger to discuss, collaborate and sketch
stencils for the size, shape and position on his body for his tattoo.� Neji refused to
encourage their efforts by offering his input (even though it was his body they
were permanently defiling) because he refused to honor Sasuke�s
wishes.� Not that his opinion mattered or
anything, because this was going to happen whether he wanted it to or not
They were all in agreement on the location of the marking
but, as to the design of the lower back tattoo, was the cause of a heated
debate.� Gaara
wanted something cute to accentuate the curve of Neji�s
elegant back, and the Hyuuga couldn�t shake the
feeling that the other man had spent more than enough time ogling his body than
was necessary for him to derive that conclusion.� Naruto proposed an
obscene message, after all, Sasuke was the one that
would be spending the most time looking at it and something like �All loads
must be delivered in the back� was sure to amuse him.� Ginger, however, was caught somewhere in
between.� As hilarious as she found Naruto�s suggestion; she had to agree, the Hyuuga had a nice back-half, worthy of an elaborate, yet
meaningful design.�
Eventually they flipped for it and Gaara
won, much to Neji�s stalwart relief.� While he adamantly refused to partake in
their decision-making process, he was silently praying Naruto
didn�t get his way.� He was also somewhat
disappointed that the young woman, who was a talented and creative artist no
less, would even consider affixing something so puerile on one of her clients.� Naruto pouted, soon
joining Neji in his wordless protest but for a
completely different reason, and both men watched in quiet admiration as Gi Gi and Gaara
went to work; flipping through magazines, drawing up stencils and comparing
simple images with conceptual designs.
Almost an hour and a half later, Neji
and Naruto were jolted out of their sleep by ecstatic
squealing and, after the two eager artists finished
gushing over their successful amalgamation, they proudly presented the fruits
of their hard labour.�
And Neji was hesitant to admit it
at the time but he�d been very impressed.
The main theme behind the design, or so they explained, was
the expression of Neji�s masculine beauty, and so,
they�d chosen the peacock as his insignia.�
The blush on his face then was still as strong as it was now as he
recalled the regal bird standing proudly with head held high; framed by wavy,
abstract representations of his unparagoned plumage,
and Neji�s self-consciousness made him wary about
adopting such a symbolic icon.� He didn�t
think he could relate to the haughty creature; knew he didn�t see himself as
valuable as the bird, no doubt, saw itself and he couldn�t identify with its
indomitable self-worth.
To be likened to this magnificent creature was an insult to
it and all its kind and Neji thought himself ugly in comparison.
Despite his diminished self-confidence, he allowed it.� It was better than voicing his reservations
and having to wait another hour and half for them to come up with something
else.
With that task completed, all that was left was the body
piercing, which really shouldn�t have been as time-consuming.� After all, how long did it take to puncture a
hole in a piece of flesh?� Well, with Gaara, Ginger and Naruto�s
renewed assistance, about forty-five minutes, but only because they couldn�t
decide where it should go.
Gaara was adamant about his
�Prince Albert� idea and refused to be swayed, even going so far as getting one
himself just to show Neji
how erotic it looked and getting a rise out of it himself as the Hyuuga watched him get his piercing.� But Naruto was too
busy drooling to notice that much.
Gaara, who was no stranger to
pain, barely flinched during the procedure, but Neji
felt his nether regions retract almost fearfully against his body.� Penile piercings were definitely out, along
with Naruto�s anal piercing suggestion.� �Vampire Bites�, while intriguing, were also
turned down, along with nostril piercings, eyebrow piercings, nipple piercings
and Neji had to assure Gaara
he wouldn�t recant his decision on the �Prince Albert� no less than six times
before he finally let it drop.
That just left his mouth, navel and ears and he would have
gone for two earrings in each if the others hadn�t unanimously voted against
it.�
Once was enough.
After listening to Ginger �s
careful exhortations on the differences in care between a tongue piercing and a
navel piercing, he chose the latter; his decision based solely on the pictures
she showed him of such infected areas and he noted his nausea was far less
worse when he saw the irritated, red flesh at the stomach as opposed to the
splitting, swelling and putrid tainting of anonymous tongues.� The girl stayed true to her word and did this
last job free of charge, even going so far as to offer him a complimentary kit of
assorted navel piercings and a few chains to go along with it.� She also went out of her way to write out the
common duty of care and the �Do�s and Don�ts� of his new accessory when she
noticed how pale he�d become and she imagined he�d never get the images of
infected mouths out of his mind for a while now.
She�d worked long past closing time and, by the time they�d
stepped out of the salon, it was already dark out.� The boys generously treated her to dinner and
Neji was glad he hadn�t chosen the tongue piercing
after all because he was starving and a full course Italian meal really hit the
spot.
For all the trouble Sasuke had put
him through today, there was a silver lining behind it because the Uchiha would not be able to see his new body art until
tomorrow and, even though he�d ordered Naruto to
bring the Hyuuga to his place, he refused, much too
tired to make the trip and eager to get home.
His good mood was unfortunately short-lived, however, when
he made his way up to his apartment and was greeted with a sheet of legal paper
tacked onto his door.
He knew what it was without even having to read it and his
worst fears came alive when he saw the words �30 Days Notice To Quit� in overly
large black letters at the top of the page.�
The Hyuuga tried not to let his despair show
as he tore the document from its hook and kept his back upright and his eyes
forward as he stepped into his home; the malicious eyes of his elderly neighbor
down the hall glued to his disappearing back.
This came as no surprise, knowing the rumors circulating the
building about him.� It was to happen
sooner, rather than later, so he didn�t spare it a second thought, or at least
fooled himself into believing that.� He�d
tried to ignore the concerned voices inside his head as he fixed himself a cup
of tea and drown them out with the late news on television but they became a
chorus of desperate wailings when, only out of curiosity, he read the warning
in full and realized, to his horror, that the sly, old man had backdated the
document for early last month, leaving him only five days to pack his things
and get out before the authorities became involved.� Of course, this is what the rickety bastard
was hoping for; to have him dragged out by the scruff of his collar and all his
belongings tossed into the street like he was some common tramp.� It was a waste of time contesting this
especially since he couldn�t very well afford an attorney to do so and,
besides, Neji couldn�t wait to be out of this dump,
and the sooner he was gone, the better.�
His only regret was that he hadn�t formulated a backup plan before Mr.
McCartney made his move.
It was too late to reach his contacts at the real estate
agencies so he�d have to call them first thing tomorrow morning but tomorrow
never came fast enough and the panicked spirits kept him wide awake.� He was scared� terrified of being homeless
and with five days (might as well call it four) appropriated to locate
temporary lodgings and arrange to have his possessions moved, even he knew that
the situation was hopeless.
Neji turned onto his side and
stared out the window, his eyes not focusing on anything in particular, but his
vision became blurred and it was only then that he realized he was crying.�
No!� He couldn�t break� not now.�
He�d been through, and survived, much worse.� This was just another obstacle he had to
scale and he�d handle it as he did the others prior; with his usual diplomacy,
determination and deportment.� What
little pride he had left he was not going to waste begging his landlord for an
extension when the old man was sure to refuse.�
He would not go running back to his family either.� They would fawn and dote on him like the
prodigal son returned until he�d lost all sense of independence and became a
prisoner of their hospitality.� They
would also ask questions; questions for which he still didn�t have answers and,
while he knew they would only mean well, relying on Hinata,
Hanabi and his uncle was not in his best interest and
turning to them would have to be a last resort.�
The thought of storing his meager possessions and staying at a homeless
shelter until he caught his bearings, while unappealing, was the most suitable
option right now�
�Sasuke wouldn�t like that
though.�
Neji stiffened at that abrupt
thought.� Where had that come from all of
a sudden?� He recognized it immediately
as the voice of reason.� The one that
remained silent throughout most of the other voices� ramblings before making
its own subtle presence known once it was quiet enough for it to be heard.� He also knew what it was trying to say; it
was a narration of his innermost longings, the things he wanted dearly but
thought he didn�t deserve.
Neji smirked from his position on
the bed and rolled onto his back once more to gaze into the light fixture on
the ceiling, almost as if it were a crystal ball and
he was attempting to channel that elusive phantom.�
�Why don�t you come right out and say it?� he said out loud
into the darkness of his room.�
There was no response.�
It had no need to say anything more now that it got its point across.
The young man frowned and looked away from his scrying when his only answer was the stillness of the
air.� Feeling like an idiot and wondering
if he really was going insane, he groaned and threw one arm across his eyes.
It was bad enough he was hearing voices; even worse that he
indulged them from time to time by listening to their internal diatribe, but to
actually confront one and attempt conversation with it?� He seriously needed help.
�But you�re avoiding the issue at hand,� and Neji knew then that he was either mentally ill or the
victim of a haunting.
�Yeah,� he muttered and dragged his arm away from his face,
half expecting to find a humanoid apparition standing at the foot of his bed
but disappointed, yet immensely relieved, to see just the ratty wall
paper.� �Am I crazy?� he chanced to ask
it.� Again the voice ignored him and he
assumed that much was true if he felt the need to question his mental
stability, to a sentient voice inside his head, no less.
The Hyuuga chuckled, fighting
tooth and nail against the urge to laugh hysterically.� What little knowledge he�d gleaned in his
Psychology elective was not enough to prepare him for this.� Even what he�d studied
in his spare time was just a collection of useless words on paper.� It was easy to make preparation and cure for
another but how was he supposed to help himself when he was having his own
mental breakdown?
�You�re being over-dramatic,� that voice said angrily.
Yes, he was!� He
wanted to pity himself, he wanted to make himself out as an unfortunate victim�
he wanted to know what those jackets felt like, and, just how soft were those
padded walls anyway?
He didn�t mean that, he was only taunting that spirit and it
knew its vessel was just trying to be difficult.� It ignored that comment and continued with
its message.� �Again, you�re avoiding the
issue at hand.�
�You have a one-track mind, don�t you?� Hyuuga
scoffed.
Silence.
�Fine! Sasuke
wouldn�t approve, but what can he do to stop me?� It�s not like it�s any of his business and
who says I�m going to tell him anyway?�
Sure, he has a way of finding these things out and I�m sure he�s going
to notice something�s wrong but I refuse to ask for his help and I won�t take
any handouts from him either.�
More silence and Neji�s face
crinkled with fury and he sat up on his bed.�
�You�re the one who wanted to talk about this.� Say something� damn
you!�
There was no need for it to say anything more, he�d already
had his epiphany and the simple discourse revealed the best course of action
was the one he dreaded the most.
He would have to rely on Sasuke.
The urge to cry became stronger and Neji
bit hard on his lower lip to quell it.�
He knew the Uchiha would offer his aid without
a second thought; would open his arms, his home or even his wallet without
needing a reason to do so.� He would move
the world if Neji only asked, but the Hyuuga didn�t want to be exposed to such temptations.� He didn�t want to become dependent on this
man or any other.� He was already
indebted to him enough and would never be able to pay him back for all he�d
done and, even though he knew Sasuke wouldn�t expect
any kind of remuneration except his fidelity, there would always be an
ingrained subservience that he would never be able to ignore.
He felt trapped; backed into a cage and desperately trying
to fight his way out, but too weak from the struggle to do so.� He felt as powerless as he did that first day
Orochimaru tried to dominate him and make him his possession,
but the situation he was in now, while just as helpless, was not the same
thing.
Sasuke loved him, and saw him not
as a belonging, but as an equal.� He was
to be treasured yet his radiance shared with others, not locked away for his
personal enjoyment alone.� He was to be
guarded and protected but at the same time he was allowed his freedom to go and
do as he pleased.� He was priceless; one
of a kind, there was no other like him and the fact that he was valued so
highly to this one man scared Neji immensely.�
He wasn�t afraid of Sasuke�s love
but what he would become if he were to blossom beneath it, and that thought
left him uncertain of his decision to put complete faith in him.�
A part of him was defiant, willing to cast aside all his
reservations and give himself wholly to this man, but the part of him that made
him the cautious individual he had matured into was certain it would wind up
being the biggest mistake he�d ever make in his life.�
The young man frowned.�
Why, after all this time, was he still having doubts about completely
trusting Sasuke?�
They were small, but still there, and causing him to second-guess this
very important decision he had to make.�
It was very annoying .�
Neji closed his eyes and played
through every possible scenario in his mind after he explained his destitution
to his boyfriend and how, based on his randomly spontaneous personality, he
would react.� In every single one of them
he�d volunteered his help.� But what if
he�d said no?
A loud pounding in his ears jerked him back into
consciousness and his light-headed disorientation could only mean that he had
finally managed to doze off only to have some insensitive prick pull him away
from much needed sleep at� he peered through bleary eyes at the watch on his bedside
table.
Two-forty
in the morning?
�Coming,� the exhausted young man murmured weakly when his
aching head was assaulted with more obnoxious knocking.� He stifled a series of yawns and ventured
through the dark apartment.� His eyelids
were much too heavy to allow light passage so it really made no sense turning
on any.� �Coming,� he shouted a little
louder this time and he hoped that, whoever it was,
shattered their wrists banging on the door so hard.
But, just who was that anyway?�
He asked himself that question a little too late and it was
unnerving that someone, usually so security-conscious, would unlock and open
his door to an unannounced stranger trying to break it down with their
fists.�
He had expected it to be his landlord.� Maybe he�d had a change of heart and decided
he wanted him out tonight instead.� It
could also have been Sasuke; too impatient to wait
until tomorrow to see his new body art, but he would have called first and even
Mr. McCartney, as impertinent as he got at times, would have the common
courtesy to wait until a decent hour to harass his tenants when he was sure
they were wide awake.� It could have been
that nosy neighbor down the hall for� whatever reason, or maybe even a police
officer� who knew.� It could have been
anyone as far as Neji was aware, but who he greeted
at the door was the last person he expected to see.
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Sorry this one was so short.�� It also ended with a cliffhanger which
probably gives you all the more reason to hate me now.
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