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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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Shikamaruglared mulishly at his father’s back. This was a stupid tradition and he couldn’t believe he had to go through with it for this arranged sham of a marriage. “You do realize that just ‘cause he’s a fussy prissy girly, LOOKING asshole doesn’t mean he really IS a girl.”
“Shikamaru.” The Nara lord snapped. He’d had it with his son. “Do you want to call it off?” He spun around, eyes glinting.
“Would it matter if I did?” He drawled crossing his arms quite satisfied with himself when he saw the hint of a blush and shame dance in his father’s eyes. “No, let’s just get this over with.” He waved toward his father before stuffing his hands in his pockets once more.
His wedding was in less than four days and he still hadn’t found a kimono for his intended. It was his job to find the newest member of the Nara clan a ceremonial kimono for the wedding. Shikamaru would be wearing one that had been passed down from heir to heir for as long as anyone could remember. It was spun of the finest silk, in deep forest green with intricate hand sewn brown tree branches winding over it and the bottom hem was adorned with deer. The kimono for Neji was a symbol, the first gift for his ‘bride to be’, a sign of his desire and ability to provide for his future spouse and once the Nara crest was sewn onto it, the garment would signify Neji’s new place in the world.
They entered the fourth shop of the day. Three days ago the two Nara men had finished with the last kimono shop in the Hidden Leaf and been forced to search outside the village walls for something Shikamaru liked. He’d turned down so many of the silk robes it boggled his own mind. Shikamaru didn’t know why he was turning them down either. It wasn’t as if it should matter to him what Neji wore for his introduction as his husband but it did. Maybe it was pride, the Nara heir frowned then muttered to himself. “Damn pride.”
Raising a brow at his son’s words Shikaku asked, “What was that?”
“Nothing, can we get this over with?” Seeming to slump a little more, he found he was getting hungry. He and his father had been at this all day. His father held up a royal purple kimono with small swirling cherry blossom petals as if dancing on a wind. “No! That’s too much and too girly. He is a man.” Shikamaru felt like he had to keep stating that. Why were so many kimono’s so fucking girly now days? Searching through the various displays and racks his hand came down on one that was perfect. Masculine but so beautiful and he knew it would look amazing on Neji with his pale skin and dark chestnut brown hair.
Tugging the garment up, he set it on a stand designed to hold a single garment at a time for inspection. He nodded. “Dad I found it. Let’s get the hell outta here and go home.” He passed the hanger to the quiet girl who’d been following him around since they arrived. “Wrap it up please.” Waiting outside and allowing his father to handle the purchase Shikamaru thought about Neji.
The other man was quiet and didn’t speak to hear himself talk. He was controlled, attractive, intelligent and self sufficient. On paper he seemed like the perfect partner for the shadow wielder. However the holier than thou attitude Neji had, grated against Shikamaru’s nerves and he found himself doing and saying things just to put that outraged look on the other boys face. Looking up at the clouds, Shikamaru licked his lips. He hadn’t even kissed Neji yet. How weird was it to be marrying a man you’d never so much as sat next to during a meal? Would Neji be good in bed? Would he want to top? Screwing his face up Shika shook his head. No way in hell. He was not a bottom and he was sure as hell not bottoming to Neji Hyuu… Neji Nara. “Fuck. I’m getting married!”
“Wondered when that would hit. Come on let’s get some lunch and a drink before we head home.” Shikaku had arranged for the kimono to be sent directly to Neji. He hoped his future son in law appreciated the garment. He had worried that Shikamaru would pick the first thing they’d found and be done with it. His son could be very stubborn and he had made it quite clear how he felt about this arrangement. Instead the young Nara had taken an incredible amount of care in choosing the ceremonial garment. As much as he hated to admit it, Shikaku didn’t think he’d put as much care into choosing his own wife’s wedding attire and theirs was very much a love match.
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Neji stared at the silk kimono and its many layers. He’d had his final fitting this afternoon. Tomorrow he would no longer be Neji Hyuuga, he would be Neji Nara, spouse to the Nara heir. When he’d heard of the Nara tradition and that he would be dressed for his wedding day by Shikamaru he’d gotten an immediate head ache. It wasn’t as if the young man had much to go on as far as Shikamaru’s personal style went. He could only remember seeing him in his ninja gear for a very long time now. Pale fingers ran over the outer layer in its deep midnight blue color. The embroidering was of swirling clouds with the moon in various phases peeking through them in silvery thread. It reminded him of Shikamaru. The next layer was a smoky grey color and it too was embroidered but with black thread that created dancing dragons. The inner most layer had been completed and sent over to him to try on today and the pale blue silk now bore the Nara crest in dark blue silk thread. All in all Neji couldn’t argue that it was chosen without care or thought for him. The colors were rich, masculine and the theme was decidedly appropriate. He knew he would look splendid in it and for some reason that soothed a part of him that was still uneasy with what he was doing.
Neji looked around his bedroom with a frown. All of his things were already packed up to be transported tomorrow. The rest of his childhood home had also been packed up. His things, his mother’s things and his father’s things all that he was being permitted to take were packed.
Touching his forehead the jonin shivered. The seal had been removed this morning after much protesting from older members of the family. He would be a Nara and the seal was no longer legal.
By this time tomorrow he would be married. The thought sent his heart racing. He needed someone to talk to. He needed his father. The long haired man wasn’t comfortable going to his uncle. Tomorrow he would be married and he was very sure from the rumors of his future husband’s reputation that Shikamaru would expect to consummate the relationship. He was a virgin and Neji didn’t know how to go about explaining that to anyone. How would he explain that to his younger but much more experienced husband?
Neji frowned and looked around his home once more. He then gathered some things he needed to talk about but the only person he could think of to talk to about such things was currently in a jail cell. If anyone understood gay sex it would be Sasuke Uchiha and it wasn’t like the Uchiha was going to be able to talk to anyone about their discussion. If he did tell anyone, Neji was sure they would never believe him. With that Neji set out.

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