A Fatalistic Series of Events

\o/ HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KANKURO LOL~

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“Hey Shikamaru, where’re your pets?” Kiba said, stepping up beside the brunette. He liked that they’d been able to get so many of the old gang together for the party.

Shikamaru chuckled, looking up at Kiba from his seat. "Not sure where Naruto is, but Sasuke went to get himself a drink," he said, smirking. "Where's yours?”

“He’s around somewhere.” Kiba said, scanning the decent sized crowd. It had only been a few days since they got back from their mission, but he was still remembering the touch he’d gotten away with after it was over.

Shikamaru raised an eyebrow. "Is he with Shino? Normally you two are inseparable."

Kiba was momentarily confused. Neji? With Shino?

“Wha… Oh! No, he’s over slobbering on Hinata.”

Shikamaru nodded before his smirk widened a little. "Who did you think I meant?" he asked, knowing he'd had someone else in mind with that little slip.

Kiba focused back on Shikamaru, a wide grin flashing his fangs playfully.

“Someone I got to suck off in public. Their faces were priceless.”

"Really?" he asked, raising his other eyebrow. "This happened recently?"

“Yep. Couple of days ago even.” Kiba said with a note of satisfaction.

Shikamaru chuckled softly. "So I take it your search went well after leaving our place then?"

“Ah… Sort of…” Kiba lifted a hand behind his head, scratching it a little warily. He wasn’t exactly sure what he’d discovered in Neji, but it wasn’t what Shikamaru thought.

"Want to talk about it?" Shikamaru offered. He was almost sure Kiba would turn the offer down, especially since it was a party to have fun at, but they were on the subject either way.

“Naw, it’s just a little confusing but whatever. Try and have fun for now right?” Kiba said, shaking his head. “How are you and your boys anyway?”

Shikamaru nodded, smiling lightly. "We're fine. Been a little busy, though," he said. "Oh, that reminds me; we have some things to give to you. We meant to a while ago, but you had the mission and we didn't want to just leave them at your house."

Kiba raised a brow, wondering what it could be. He hadn’t left any pictures, and he would have known about his camera…

“Really?”

"Yeah. I think you'll enjoy them." Shikamaru smirked.

“Hey, Shika!” Naruto was suddenly tackling Shikamaru from the side with a hug. Kiba laughed, resisting the urge to smack the blond’s ass as he tipped forward with the movement, nuzzling Shikamaru.

“Dobe…” Kiba’s grin increased as he heard the familiar voice, amused by Sasuke’s slight irritation.

Shikamaru chuckled, wrapping his arms around Naruto in return. He turned his head and placed a kiss on his forehead.

"Hey Naruto," he said, smiling and glancing up, "Sasuke."

Naruto pushed off with his toes, using his weight to knock Shikamaru over on the booth. Sasuke snorted, slipping in across from the blond and his antics. Kiba slid in beside him, smirking at what he could see of Naruto lavishing affection on the poor Nara.

“Is he always that affectionate, or did Shikamaru leave on a mission too?”

Shikamaru let out a soft grunt, still smiling and half-heartedly pushing Naruto away.

“Naruto acts like that every time he’s away from one of us for more than an hour.” Sasuke said in a way that had Kiba snickering, imagining the rambunctious blond pouncing on the Uchiha.

“Nothing wrong with it.” Naruto said as he backed off, leaving both arms around Shikamaru’s neck as he sat down, pressed to Shikamaru’s side and leaning on him.

Shikamaru sat up, keeping one arm around Naruto's waist. "No," he said, smirking lightly, voice still light and happy, "but the tackling can get a bit tiresome."

Naruto turned and nuzzled at Shikamaru’s throat happily.

“You think everything can get tiresome.” Kiba laughed at Naruto words, his mind drawing back to Neji. He could remember the feel of his arm around the Hyuuga’s waist, the scent of his skin as he nuzzled at Neji’s neck. The hot feeling of the other’s skin after he’d bitten, sucked and marked it. He stood up.

“Well, since you guys have some obvious catching up to do” He snickered more, Sasuke snorting. “I’ll leave you alone.”

Shikamaru chuckled, tightening his arm for a second in a brief hug. "Have fun," he told Kiba.

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Neji didn't understand why he had let his friends drag him to this party. He didn't feel like being social, not after having to attend parties every night during the mission. It didn't matter that this was completely different; it was still socializing.

He breathed a sigh of relief as he managed to slip away from Lee and Gai, inwardly cursing Tenten for leaving him with them.

Kankuro caught sight of Neji, smirking to himself. He hadn’t had a good time in a while, too busy helping out with his little brother. He was glad he’d come along with Gaara this time instead of Temari, it wasn’t often they got to go to parties instead of meetings.

“Hey Neji, how you doin’?” He asked as he moved up to him, smile still in place on his painted face.

Neji glanced over at his name, glancing up at Kankuro. "Oh, hey, Kankuro," he said. "I'm fine. And you?"

Kankuro moved a little closer, dropping his voice playfully.

“Nothin’, nothin’, just a little bored.”

Neji raised an elegant eyebrow, smirking slightly. "Oh? Do you expect me to do something about that?"

“I can think of a few things you can do about it.” Kankuro said, leaning forward a little. “Wanna ditch the party and reacquaint ourselves?”

"Mm, I'm not sure," he said, teasing. "I promised my friends I'd be here. You'd have to convince me."

Kankuro smirked, slipping just a little closer but not touching. He ghosted a hand over Neji’s throat before sifting through his hair.

“Is it enough to say you wouldn’t have to socialize?”

"It's a good start," Neji said, eyes slipping closed to half mast at the touches.

Kankuro leaned in; lips close to Neji’s.

“Come on, when was the last time you had a good fuck?” A tilt of his chin and he brushed his lips over Neji’s lightly and drew back.

Neji leaned into the teasing kiss, smirking a little up at him. "Five days ago, actually," he said. "But another couldn't hurt."

Kankuro raised a brow at that, unable to resist meeting those lips again before he stepped away.

“Really? Would that person help us out?” He motioned towards the exit, wanting to head out and get started. Unlike Neji, he hadn’t had a good luck within the last week.

"Maybe," Neji said, starting towards the door. "I doubt it, though. He's a bit... temperamental."

Kankuro pursed his lips in thought as he followed Neji out the door.

"It can’t be blondie; he’s off boning Uchiha and ponytail…” He made a face. “It’s not monobrow is it?”

Neji's eye twitched slightly. "You're kidding, right?" he asked, looking almost sick. "I can barely stand Lee as a friend. Besides, I'm fairly sure he's interested in your brother."

Kankuro’s face twisted and he made a slight choking, disgusted noise.

“I did not need to know that.” He tried focusing on better, clean thoughts, like Neji naked and impaled on his cock. Yes, clean thoughts.

Neji's lips twitched slightly at his discomfort. At least now he wasn't the only one with those images. "So I'm assuming you have a hotel room?"

“Yes.” Kankuro turned to Neji, gripping his hair and tilting his head. He smirked, crushing his lips to the others, not caring that they stood in the open.

Neji made a soft noise in protest, hands shooting up to rest on Kankuro's chest in reflex. He stared at him for a second before giving in and moving his lips against the other's. It was late; no one that shouldn't see, wouldn't.

Kankuro murmured in approval, his hands sliding back to the soft globes of Neji’s ass, gripping. Before he could really start to appreciate Neji’s body a harsh growl grated on his ears and his shoulder was gripped even worse.

“What the hell are you doing?!” Kiba snapped lowly, rage singing through his veins now that he’d finally found Neji, sucking face with someone else. The hot emotion covered up any other he might have felt, no matter how cold.

Neji broke the kiss in surprise, looking at Kiba. He took a step back from Kankuro, frowning lightly.

"What are you doing?"

Kankuro stepped away from Kiba’s hand, beside Neji. He turned around, looking Kiba up and down. Kiba was the one Neji’d been with? He’d never even known Kiba swung that way.

“I…” Kiba paused, his anger still raging but he’d lost his voice. What was he doing? It’s not like he and Neji had gotten together, but… he’d been hoping…

“Neji, it’s obvious he wants you,” Kankuro said with a grin, amused as Kiba’s snarling anger turned into lost and confused. It was sweet, in a way that made him bite his tongue to keep from snickering.

Neji shot Kankuro a short glare; that was not helping. He looked back to Kiba and sighed. "Look, Kiba..." he started, "You said that you didn't want anything; that we wouldn't work. I assumed that meant nothing would change."

Kiba flushed, dropping his eyes. He had, hadn’t he? Well, then why did he keep thinking of Neji… Kankuro’s barely concealed snickers made his face heat even more, mostly from anger. His fists clenched and unclenched as he tried to organize his thoughts.

“Harsh Neji, harsh.” Kankuro broke in before Kiba could mumble something and walk off, as it seemed as going to happen. “I mean come on, it’s obvious he likes you, and you must like him back since you didn’t gentle fist his dick permanently limp. Why don’t you let him join us--”

“Fuck off, Kankuro.” Kiba growled, fists tightening. He met the others gaze, still highly amused, and snarled. “Fuck off and die.” He didn’t wait for anymore of this embarrassment to play out, didn’t look at Neji again. He turned his eyes from Kankuro’s and stalked away, shoulders hunched defensively. Forget them both. He’d stick to women. Hinata even. Stupid fucking Neji.

Neji pursed his lips, body tense as he watched Kiba walk away. He let out a harsh breath before moving forward. He grabbed one of his arms and spun him around forcefully; grabbing the other arm and holding him still as he leaned in and pressed a kiss to his mouth.

He broke the kiss but didn't move away. "Kiba, I do like you, you know," he muttered so Kankuro wouldn't hear.

Kiba’s angry muscles tensed, a wash of satisfaction easing something in the back of his mind but tensing everything in the front.

“I know, no, I knew what I knew, but it… Neji I like you back and I don’t like other people touching you, but…” He tilted his head forward, closing his eyes, the tension dropping from him as he gave up. “I don’t know…”

Neji sighed, loosening his grip on Kiba's arms once he knew Kiba wouldn't attack or run away.

"Kiba... As much as I'd like to, I can't... I can't be just yours."

Kiba shook his head, snorting.

“You’re not mine. Not now. It would be different if at the end of the day you came back to me.” He opened his eyes, still unsure but at least on a ground he understood. “Besides, you already know I don’t mind multiple partners. That’s not the point.”

He made a gesture with a hand, grunting. “I don’t care if you need more than me sex-wise, I’m the same way. It’s just…” Kiba swallowed. How could he articulate that he wanted them to work, but they always fought, and his clan wouldn’t accept him, and he just didn’t know what to do about any of it?

Neji nodded slightly, glancing away. "...My birthday is coming up soon. I'm assuming my gift will be a promise of marriage. If I could, I'd go against it, but..."

Kiba shifted his gaze to Kankuro, his eyes hardening as he saw the brunette still watching them with the same damn amusement in his eyes. He looked back at Neji with un-softened eyes.

Neji looked back at Kiba, his own eyes hardening as he felt his heart skip and clench at his expression.

"So nothing still?"

Kiba dropped his eyes immediately, not knowing what to say.

“I… want something. I want you. I’ll share, just…” He avoided looking at the other boy, tilting his head to look lower. He felt bad for asking Neji to even try with him, and for his aversion to Kankuro when Neji obviously liked him.

"Just what?" Neji asked. "You've never had a problem expressing yourself before. Why now? Why when it matters?"

Kiba’s chin was to his chest now, eyes resolutely not on Neji.

“Because I’ve never cared what others thought before now,” He said softly, the urge to leave strong in him again. He’d obviously lost this fight; Neji and he both wanted to be together, but it was increasingly obvious that they couldn’t.

Neji sighed, resisting the urge to bit his lip. "You don't have to care; I do," he said. "I... Can't we just... I don't know, at least still just have sex? I have, at the very least, a year before being forced into marriage. I can't be until both I and whoever they choose are eighteen. But until then, anything should be fine." As long as Hiashi-sama didn't find out.

Kiba’s muscles tensed all over in a smooth ripple and it was an effort not to turn away. He wanted that, but he wanted more. He wanted to name Neji his and know it to be true. Not to be one of however many quick fucks Neji had on call. Like Kankuro. He lifted his head enough to see the other, eyes rolling up for most of the motion. Kankuro smiled playfully at him, remaining silent as he allowed them to have their little lovers spat.

“I… Neji, I want it to be more than that. More than just sex. More than just some… distraction.” His eyes left Kankuro disdainfully. “But I guess you don’t want that so…” He shrugged helplessly. He bit his lip, shrugging again as if he hadn’t done it just seconds ago, keeping his eyes off Neji. He wanted desperately to leave, but he’d let Neji speak his side.

"I want more than that, too," Neji said. "But it wouldn't be fair to either of us if we tried for it. I can't go against my clan, Kiba. Not like that. If... if you're willing to let me go when the time comes, then we can try... something, but..."

“I don’t want to try anything else, Neji. Either we try something more or it ends. I… couldn’t handle it if we were just distractions.” He took a deep breath. “I do want to try and I will let you go in a year…” He flinched. He shouldn’t be doing this if he knew it wouldn’t lead anywhere, but he couldn’t help but want it.

Neji bit his lip, glancing down. He really wanted to try something and be happy for once, but he felt that wanting this... He felt selfish.

"...I do want something with you," he muttered.

Kiba could hear the snort and footsteps as Kankuro finally gave up on waiting for them, heading back into the party. He was a little surprised he hadn’t tried butting in; but then, he probably didn’t want to dirty his hands with their issues. Kiba relaxed visibly as soon as the brunette was obscured by the door.

Neji glanced over at the sound, watching him walk back in. He felt a little bad, but Kankuro wasn't part of the issue here. He sighed and looked back at Kiba. "Are you sure you want this?"

“Yes.” Am I sure it won’t end well? Yes.

Kiba tried not to outwardly show his thoughts and hide his excitement as it finally seemed like Neji wouldn’t just dump him on his ass.

Neji hesitated before nodding. "Alright."

He knew this wasn't a really a good idea, but he wanted it to happen. He could admit that. He just hoped it could work for even a year.

Kiba finally met Neji’s eyes fully, a small tilt to his lips accenting his relief.

“Good.” He thought back to Kankuro, the smile twitching down a little as guilt panged. Neji was his now, they’d agreed to try… and he’d said he would let Neji be with other people sexually…

“About… Kankuro,” he started, hunching his shoulders a little.

Neji blinked, raising an eyebrow slightly. "What about him?"

Kiba pouted, not liking having to admit to it.

“I’m sorry. For the way I just came up and got mad and ruined your night and all.”

Neji sighed softly, shaking his head. "It's fine. He approached me, not the other way around."

“You said yes, didn’t you?” Kiba snorted. “I meant it when I said I wouldn’t keep you tied to my bed. Just that you’re in mine most of the time.” He smirked at Neji.

Neji mirrored the smirk, taking a step closer. "And if I wanted to be tied to your bed?" he asked.

Kiba’s smirk turned into a toothy grin.

“Then I’d say I’m all for it. I wouldn’t mind to see you all tied and ready for me.”

"Well would you be missed at the party?" he asked, smirk widening.

Kiba gave him a smug look, letting his thoughts leak into his eyes.

“Do I care if anyone would?”

Neji chuckled, shaking his head. "No, I don't think you would," he said. He paused for a second before asking, "Would you let Kankuro join sometime, maybe even before he goes back? You could choose next time, if we do another threesome."

Kiba paused, putting thought into it before he blurted out his initial response of ‘hell no, you’re mine’.

“…Does it have to be Kankuro?” He whined in place of growling. He didn’t have a problem sharing Neji with practically anyone else, but of course that’s who Neji’d want. Bastard Hyuuga.

"Why are you opposed to him?" Neji asked instead of answering Kiba.

“Because…” Kiba had to hunch his shoulders, feeling his stomach knot a little. Kankuro seemed… controlling. Dominate. Playful. He normally only bottomed when he wanted it, but he was sure that if Kankuro was there he’d bottom because Kankuro wanted it. He’d never bedded anyone more dominate than him. “I don’t like him?”

Neji raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest. "You don't sound so sure about that." He wasn't going to force Kiba if he really didn't want to include the Suna-nin, but he wanted an actual reason for it.

“It’s… because… I have a thing about older people?” He tried instead, suppressing the urge to fidget. He wasn’t exactly a smooth liar.

Neji stared at him for a few seconds before sighing and bringing a hand up to his face in exasperation. "Kiba... I'm a year older than you. Just tell me; it's not like I'm going to choose him over you."

“…Fuck.“ Kiba said, shaking his head. “I guess I’d need to know his age to say yours doesn’t count…”

"He turned eighteen almost two months ago. He's not that much older than me or you," he said, starting to get a little frustrated.

Kiba shook his head again, seeing Neji’s expression. Five seconds after they agree to go out and he’s pissing him off. Neji better try to be nicer if he got to guilt trip him like this.

“Alright fine, Kankuro’s more dominant than me, happy?”

Neji blinked. "...that's it?" he asked. "You don't have to sub to him, you know."

Kiba gnawed his lower lip, trying to think in ways to explain it without sounding like a nervous virgin. It was clear in his mind-- was this another of those things that most people don’t get? Did living around dogs so much make him think that differently?

“I’m not… used to it. And I’d want to let him top, that’s not the…” He closed his eyes, giving up. “It’s different for me than for you. Dominance and submission, I’m more… aware of it.”

Neji nodded slightly, not sure he understood the other completely, but he thought he did. Or at least had an idea about it.

"Well, if you really don't want to, we won't," he said. "I just at least wanted a reason why not."

“If you want to then we can,” Kiba said, opening his eyes to quickly correct Neji. “I mean, I don’t wanna be all picky and make you tiptoe around me whenever you wanna see him, and I’d be fine if you were there.” He scratched behind his ear a little, realizing how back and forth he sounded.

Neji held back a laugh, lips twitching a little. "Then make up your mind, Inuzuka."

Kiba blushed under the obvious amusement.

“Well... if you think it’ll be fun, then yes. I might as well try it before I say no or anything…” His stomach felt really knotted now, nervous and excited and unsure.

Neji nodded, smiling a little. "Do you want to try it now, or some other time?"

“Can’t I just say ‘I trust you’ and that’s it?” Kiba said, blushing harder as his excitement grew. He was just glad Neji didn’t have a nose like his. “What’s with all these questions, you know I’m up for anything once. You know, just tell me what you want, I nod, done.”

Neji smirked, raising an eyebrow. "Really; like the last night we were together?" he asked, more teasing than serious.

Kiba snorted, a smirk breaking out.

“No, but if you want me to be like that you know my price.”

Neji chuckled, leaning over and pressing a kiss to his mouth. "Yes, and maybe I'll pay again."

Kiba leaned in to make the kiss more, smirking.

"Well, you know the drill. The obeying doesn't come in until after you suck," he spoke lowly, kissing him again.

Neji nipped lightly at Kiba's bottom lip before taking a step back and pulling away. "...So are we inviting Kankuro now or not?" he asked, smirking faintly.

"You're mean, you know?" Kiba said with a pout. "I already said, if you want. I'll feel the same way now or later I'm sure, so you pick."

Neji let out a soft snort. "Fine," he said, turning on his heel and strolling back into the party without another word. He walked in, craning his neck a little to try and spot the other. They might as well do it now, when he was available.

Kiba felt an abrupt tightening of the knots as well as a little flip. He shook his head, waiting for Neji to come back and telling himself to suck it up.

"Hey Neji, how'd it go with lover boy?" Kankuro said with a grin on his lips, catching sight of Neji without Kiba.

"Just fine," Neji said with a smirk. "And he said he'd put up with you for a night if you wanted to join us."

Kankuro raised an eyebrow, smirking smugly.

"Really now? How can I refuse such hospitality?" He grinned like a cat. "Exactly how much is he into?"

"He's said he's into practically everything," Neji said, crossing his arms over his chest. "But I don't think you should push him too far."

Kankuro nodded, still grinning.

"Well, what about something like.. Oh, say... double penetration?" His eyes sparkled with the thought of it. It was something he'd always wanted to try, but not everyone's willing to have an all male threesome.

Neji raised an eyebrow but shook his head. "I'm not sure what he would want to do," he said. "You'd have to ask him." He nodded slightly to the door.

Kankuro sighed, but started in that direction.

"What's the story behind you two anyway?"

Neji walked with him, letting his arms drop to his sides again. "It's somewhat complicated," he just said, not sure if he wanted to explain such a thing to Kankuro.

Kankuro snorted but left it be. They both knew Neji didn’t want to talk so pointing it out was pointless.

“Where we going anyway?” He asked as they neared the door. He’d been thinking back to his hotel, but with Kiba in the picture…

"I'm not sure. I suppose it depends on if Kiba wants to use his toys or not," Neji said, another smirk on his lips as he pushed open the door and walking back outside.

Kankuro raised a brow, intrigued by Neji’s comment about toys. Just what exactly would Kiba have amongst those?

“Toys, huh? I’d like to see those.” He spoke when they reached Kiba and grinned. The dog-nin bristled a little, but grinned despite his excited discomfort.

“Yes, yes you would. I haven’t had a chance to use them on Neji yet, actually.”

"Well, I did say I'm willing to try anything once," Neji said. "So if you want to use any of them, we can go back to your house. Otherwise, it would probably be a better idea to use Kankuro's hotel room."

“I vote for toys,” Kankuro said, looking to Kiba for agreement as well as wondering what exactly he could get away with using on the Inuzuka. Kiba shrugged, turning his eyes from Kankuro’s and looking at Neji.

“Miss a chance to use them on you? As if.”

Neji smirked, giving a nod. "Alright; to your house, then."

Kankuro’s look took on an aspect Kiba knew was directed at him and only him. He met his gaze and smirked back, his skin crawling with energy as he moved quickly back into the party with a few quick words, telling Akamaru he’d be out. The dog could smell what he’d probably be doing.

After stepping back out he took off in the direction of his home, knowing the others would follow.

Neji quickly followed after him, glad the Inuzuka house wasn't too far out in the village. He didn't want to be running for too long through the village.