What is and What Should Never Be | By : QueSeraSera Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1107 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 3
Naruto was
pissed. For the first time in a long time, he was pissed at himself. The
deserted training ground, surrounded in comfortable privacy by a wall of pine trees,
made it feel somehow alright that he was beating the ever-living snot out of
three of his own shadow clones while they grunted with the effort of keeping up
the jutsu under such an assault. They weren’t putting
up much of a fight. They were just glorified practice dummies, anyway. Except,
when one popped out of existence in a cloud of smoke and Naruto felt all of
that clone’s knowledge of numbing pain and forming bruises came rushing to him;
that was when Naruto realized that he may as well have been punching himself in
the face and tearing out his own hair.
Still, it
made him feel better, so he tackled one of the other orange blurs to the ground
and gave it one savage blow to the face before it also popped out of existence.
Turning towards the final shadow clone, who shook his
head at Naruto in an almost disappointed manner, Naruto’s mind reeled and a
growl tore out of him.
“Idiot!” he
screamed ferally, and attacked. The shadow clone just
stood there and waited for it, like he wanted it to, and tore through the
chest, fingers splayed. As it, too, popped out of existence,
it felt like something popped inside of him, like a balloon, only infinitely
more satisfying. The remnants of the hole in his own chest from the
Valley of the End ached and pulsated like a living thing.
As Naruto
prepared to do the jutsu all over again, this time
with maybe twenty or thirty clones, a voice broke through the haze of his
anger.
“Naruto,”
it said. It wasn’t a question.
He turned
and saw Neji standing there, face blank, but
something in his eyes like a question. He’d probably seen Naruto tear the shit
out of one of his shadow clones, and Naruto swallowed hard.
“Neji,” he said. He wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry or
wonder why he needed to do either. He settled for an uncomfortable smile. “Whatcha doing here? You need to
use the training ground? I was just about to leave.” He made a move to.
“Actually,
I was told to come find you. Lady Hokage requests our
presence.”
“Granny Tsunade does? What the hell for?” demanded Naruto, feeling
altogether put out. Was he going to have to give her an update on how therapy
was going? Because at the moment it wasn’t going nearly as smoothly, as say, a
porcupine rolling down a hill covered in an infestation of thorn bushes pasted
to sandpaper.
“I believe
she has a mission for us,” said Neji, looking a
little ruffled as well.
“A mission?” Naruto’s face perked up and all of a sudden
infinitely more interested. Maybe he could get some excitement and clear his
head before he returned to therapy again. “What kind of mission?”
“She
wouldn’t tell me until we were both in her office,” stated Neji,
trying his damndest to remain stoic and failing,
showing a slight nervous tic in his eyebrow.
“Well, what
are we waiting for?” Naruto said, and sprinted off at high speed.
“Apparently
just me,” said Neji, with something of a sigh, and
followed suit.
“I want the
both of you to do some daytime patrolling around the waystation
near Konoha’s southwestern border for a little
while,” said Tsunade, not looking up from the papers
on her desk. Naruto gaped, and Neji stood,
stone-faced and grim.
“But I
thought it would be something exciting!” whined Naruto. “And what about—“ he looked over at Neji and
lowered his voice, as though that would keep the other from hearing even though
they were right next to each other. “What about the other thing I’m doing right
now? Isn’t that important, too?”
“You can
take a break, can’t you? In fact, I think the both of you should take a break, and this would be a nice opportunity.
Resting at night, doing a little bit of patrolling during the
day. Since that border is undeniably peaceful right now, call it a nice
paid vacation. Maybe when you both come back, you’ll have a new wind.” The
corner of Tsunade’s mouth twitched. In the back of
Naruto’s mind, a warning bell sounded. “Someone will come and get you when we
need you back.”
“Yes, Lady Hokage,” bowed Neji, as if this
were his death sentence.
“What’s really going on, Granny Tsunade?” Naruto asked, his eyes
narrowed in suspicion.
“Don’t
question me, brat!” she put on her best scary face, and Naruto’s back
straightened, but pouted unashamedly like a five-year-old.
“Anyway, I
want you to leave the first thing tomorrow morning, and if you have any
questions before you leave…” she looked ghoulish, and then flashed a bright
smile, “Shizune will help you.” Shizune’s
shoulders slumped in her corner of the office.
“Yes, Lady Hokage,” they said in unison, and then fled.
Shizune sighed a long-suffering
sigh.
“Shouldn’t
you have told them, Lady Tsunade?” she asked,
concerned for Naruto, who was like a little brother to her.
Tsunade laughed, unaware that it had turned to a cackle.
“No, let’s
see how long it takes them to tell each other. I’m sick of all this pussy-footing
around those two like they’re made of glass. They need to know, and they both
need to tell each other at some point. I think I’ll leave them out there until
things get a bit more interesting…” She cackled again to herself, as she signed
something.
“You can be
so sadistic sometimes, Lady Tsunade,” Shizune mourned, and Tonton
seemed to agree.
“Don’t you
have some work to do?!?”
Shizune squeaked and retreated like there was fire at her
back, instead of a barrage of wadded up paper.
Naruto arrived
at the gate five minutes early. Of course, Neji there already.
What Naruto was not expecting,
however, was the fact that he was standing with Lee, who looked immensely
concerned. Naruto slowed.
Huh. That
was odd. It almost seemed like… Neji Hyuuga was taking advice from Rock Lee. Shaking his head as though it were an illusion, and
hoping to high heaven that he hadn’t woken up in Bizzarroland
this morning, he continued to observe before they caught his chakra signature. Neji said something, looking irked, and Lee replied with
strangely subdued but also somehow knowledgeable hand gestures while Neji nodded, relieved for some very, very odd reason. What
was going on? This mission just kept getting fishier and fishier.
Suddenly
they both cocked their heads and turned to look at Naruto. Neji
tensed, and Lee waved with a huge grin. It looked out of place in the pre-dawn
light.
“What a
fine morning is it not, Naruto?” blared Lee, obviously unaware of exactly what
time it was.
“Uh, yeah,
I guess it is!” Naruto replied, trying to match the enthusiasm but coming up a
little short. So he wasn’t a morning person. He felt more apprehensive when he
glanced over at Neji, who was already facing the
road, apparently ready to leave. Something wasn’t right. Not right at all.
Lee’s grin
widened, which hadn’t seemed possible until it actually happened, and began to
leave walking backwards.
“Well, I’m
off to meet Gai-sensei for our daily 50-mile jog!
Good luck!” he gave them a thumbs-up, and then he was
gone.
“Good luck?”
snorted Naruto. “What on earth do we need luck for? Weird.
I guess that’s Lee, or something.”
“Hn,” said Neji, and started
walking.
Assuming
that Neji didn’t want to talk, and feeling rather
accommodating at the moment (he was still trying to piece together exactly what
the hell was going on, and needed the silence), Naruto didn’t push him. It was
nearly two hours later, when they were sitting by the side of a nearby river,
taking a break, that Naruto broke the silence.
“You know,
I asked Shizune about something that had me kind of
worried yesterday. I wanted to know why Yamato-sensei or Kakashi-sensei
weren’t coming with us, and she said that if I was really worried about it, to
stay close to you. What do you think she meant by that?” Naruto watched him
like a hawk out of the corner of his eye.
Neji’s eyes widened slightly and his breath caught. If
Naruto hadn’t been watching, he wouldn’t have seen, because he regained his
composure in the blink of an eye.
“If neither
she nor the Hokage feel it necessary to tell you,
then maybe you shouldn’t know,” said Neji, taking one
of the onigiri set in front of him.
“You do know something! You
ass!” Naruto pointed an accusatory finger at the slimmer ninja, who ate
the onigiri in silence, unfazed. “What the hell is
going on? How does Granny Tsunade expect me to relax when it feels like this mission is
some sort of trap or something? I mean, I know I can be a little dense, but I’m
not that dense! Hey, would you listen
to me?!” Naruto grabbed the other’s shoulder, fed up with being ignored. Maybe
he grabbed a little too hard, because before he knew what was going on, he was
skidding backwards on the ground, his lungs having momentarily forgotten how to
breathe, and suddenly found himself very and unaccountably wet. He blinked in
shock as he was pulled with the swift current into several very sharp rocks. He
felt the overwhelming urge to cough, but found that he couldn’t, and then
breathed water in before he could stop himself. He struggled to move his arms
and legs, found them unresponsive, and panicked. Why couldn’t he move?!
Suddenly,
as he felt the world go dark, a hand grabbed his jacket and dragged him to
shore. He was eerily quiet and still. Neji leaned
over him, tapped him in several places with chakra. His arms and legs twitched.
“N-naruto?”
No
response.
Neji immediately placed his hands over Naruto’s chest and
began compressions. Water came gurgling up, and Naruto coughed, but still
didn’t move or open his eyes. Neji leaned in, his
mouth open. When he had placed his lips over the blonde’s, he saw the blue eyes
open in absolute and nearly catatonic shock. He shoved Neji
away.
“What the
fuck, Neji??” He squealed, suddenly aware of every
single part of his body buzzing like he was electrically wired. “No, really,
WHAT THE FUCK?” He got up and shook himself, needing beyond anything else right
then to go for a long and vigorous jog, or something.
“I didn’t
know what I was doing before it was too late. Are you alright?” Neji got up and tried to check Naruto’s wounds from the
rocks in the riverbed, which were bleeding profusely.
“Fine-why-do-you-ask?” Naruto said, determinedly avoiding
the other’s eyes. “What the fuck was that about?” he asked, before Neji could answer.
“I’m sorry,
I was just really tense,” if Neji had never before
been panicked, shocked, and mortified all at once, it seemed like now was it.
“You’re bleeding…” he said, in a funny sort of choked off whisper.
“Am I?”
Naruto looked down at himself. “Oh.” His left pant leg was soaked and his
orange jacket may as well have been his red jacket. He took it off, and found
the wounds in his sides already more than halfway healed. Neji
let out a long breath.
“I could
have killed you,” he said, awestruck.
Naruto’s shoulders
tensed and relaxed almost as quickly. That was… sort of thrilling. Naruto
struggled to keep control of his body as it continued to buzz like he was about
to turn into a flash of lightning. He looked up at Neji,
smiling, and trying hard not to show his thoughts. He would be stuck with this
man, for weeks at a time. They would be sleeping in the same one-room cabin.
Even if they didn’t see each other during the day, they would most definitely
see each other every night. And they would be completely and entirely alone.
“No, you
couldn’t have. It’s no big deal. See? Already gone,” said Naruto, pulling off
his shirt and showing Neji the freshly healed,
slightly pink skin. “It’s alright, man. No harm done!” He went to his pack to
get a fresh set of clothes. Neji followed him in a
daze. “You’ve got a fast punch. I didn’t even see it coming. But
whatever. I guess I sorta deserved it, huh? If
I get on your nerves again, you can hit me again, alright? I’ve been told I can
get a little intense.” He gave Neji a comradely pat
on the shoulder, and led the way down the path after they packed up their
things. Neji walked behind, silent again, but
observing Naruto with an odd look every once in a while. They continued their
journey.
Naruto
wondered faintly, as he felt the Hyuuga’s eyes on his
back, if there was something terribly wrong with the fact that he found the
fact that he really could have almost
died to be a gigantic turn on? And did it make him wretchedly deviant that he
was thinking of ways to get on the Hyuuga’s nerves
more often in the future?
(Here’s chapter 3, everyone. Once again, thanks for all of
the reviews, those who reviewed! I hope you liked the third installment.
Hopefully next chapter we’ll get to some more lemony things, which I know
everyone (including myself) is looking forward to. God, isn’t the smut just the
best part? It’s only good with the proper sort of buildup, though. Le sigh =D.
Anyway, as you probably know by now, I really do like reviews, and if you like
what I’ve got so far, or even if you don’t, please let me know. Anything to
make the story come faster (no pun intended =P) or get better would be just
freakin awesome. Thanks for the support!
PS: Sorry, Onikage!! You caught it
right as I caught a number of really bad errors! It’s better now, I promise!)
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