The Choices Between Friends

Chapter 18

Kiba led Neji to his old room in the basement.  He kept enough extra clothes and things here that he was sure he had something that would work. Neji waited by the door.  Kiba dug through drawer, pulling out random items and tossing them on the bed.  Neji was looking over the room.  There were a lot of pictures of Kiba and his friends and Kiba and a large white dog.  Neji was about to ask Kiba about the dog, when the other man lunged at him. 



There wasn't anybody else in the basement, the few people in the house at all were in the kitchen upstairs.  Kiba finished his rummaging.  He looked up to see Neji surveying his room.  The man looked good enough to eat, standing there so unconcerned.  Kiba launched himself at Neji. 



Neji braced himself at the last minute and caught Kiba around the waist with both hands.  "Kiba?!"



The other brunette didn't give Neji a chance to say more.  He claimed Neji's thin lips in a bruising kiss.  Kiba leaned his weight into Neji, pinning the handsome man against the wall.  After a moments hesitation, Neji returned the kiss, but did nothing more.  Kiba's family was all over the place and the door to that room still stood wide open.



"Thought you were the one that 'scores'?"  Kiba teased when he finally decided to let Neji breathe.  "I get you alone and you go all timid on me."  A dark chuckle was followed by a nibble to a pale earlobe.



"Kiba, I don't think we should be doing this."



Kiba sucked and nipped at Neji's pale neck, darkening the bruises from before.  "We laid out some rules that you should know about."  Kiba whispered between nips and licks.  He untucked Neji's shirt and his calloused hands stole up underneath the material, caressing Neji's sides.  "Kissing and necking are allowed, when you are only with one or two of us.  A little heavy petting is even okay.  We just aren't allowed to get each other off.  And of course, blow jobs and flat out fucking aren't allowed, unless we are all together.  At least not at the moment.  Things could change later." 



Kiba explained this as if it made everything alright. Yet, there was still the fact that they were in Kiba's mother's house, with most of his family outside, not to mention Nara, Nar, Nara's dad, Chouji, and Chouji's father.  Then, if they weren't allowed to get each other off....Kiba was creating a very inconvenient problem for Neji. 



"Kiba, your family is just outside.  We should not do this here.  What will they think?"



Kiba laughed as he brought his lips back up to Neji's.  "If I didn't try to molest you while we're down here like this, my family would really think something was up.  So would Nara's dad. Shikaku's a damn blood hound.  Besides, I've been pretty fucking patient about all of this.  Now I get to play with you."  Kiba kissed Neji aggressively .  He ground their groins together and they both hissed at the friction against their growing erections.   He rocked his body against Neji's experimentally as his tongue slid in and out of Neji's no longer protesting mouth.



Neji was beginning to forget where he was.  He had never known anyone like Kiba.  The man was so bold.  If he wanted something, he stated the fact plainly and made no apology for it.  Neji heard himself moan into Kiba's mouth as the man ravaged his own.  I can't do this.  Coherent thought burst through the fog of arousal.  He gripped the hair at the back of Kiba's head and pulled.  Kiba's eager mouth pulled away from his with a startled yelp.  His lover, no his boyfriend looked at him completely startled.



"Teufel, please.  We can't do this here."  Neji was desperate.  He needed Kiba to stop.  If the man persisted, Neji wasn't sure he would resist.  This resistance was half token as it was.



Kiba looked into those beautiful eyes and saw the truth.  He could push Neji and chances were, he'd win.  He didn't want things to be like that between them, so he relented.  "Okay Neji.  But later, later I get to have you.  All of you." 



Neji shuddered slightly as desire rippled through him.  "Yes, devil.  You shall have me."  His voice dripped sexual frustration and Kiba smiled.



"Okay.  There are shorts and T-shirts on the bed.  Those shoes'll do okay.  We don't play with cleats for something like this.  Get changed and I'll meet you at the stairs."  Kiba stepped back.  "There's a bathroom next door.  You can take care of 'things' in there."



Kiba left him then.  Neji was glad he did.  Does he really expect me to masturbate in his mother's house?  An image of Kiba's mother's face if she ever found out was enough to deflate his erection.  Neji wouldn't need to use the bathroom for that.  As he dressed, he heard a loud moan from the next room and he realized with a shock. Kiba was 'taking care' of his own problem right then.  The man truly is amazing.  Neji thought in awe.  He wasn't sure what brand of 'amazing' Kiba was and chose not to think about it any further. 



Neji waited until he heard Kiba exit the next room.  Neji stepped out into the tight hallway.  He looked good in Kiba's clothes.  The white T-shirt and brown shorts hung on his slender frame in just the right way.  "Yum."  Was all Kiba said as he openly licked his lips.  Neji shook his head and moved to slide between the wall and Kiba. 



Neji's back slid against Kiba's chest when the man did not move to give him room.  Then one of Kiba's arms caught around his waist.  The evil man ground his groin against Neji's firm ass.  "Later Neji."  Kiba whispered.  "You're mine later."  Kiba groaned as Neji pulled away, taking the heat of the pale body away from Kiba's. 



"Come on Teufel.  There's a game to play."  Neji stopped, looked over his shoulder, and winked at Kiba.  Kiba growled playfully and followed him up the steps, through the kitchen, and outside.  The grin he wore on his face as he stepped out into the backyard spoke volumes to the people waiting there.  Neji ignored him and his leering cousins as they made sideways comments about the two of them. 



"So, 'old man'," Kiba called to Shikaku as he and Neji approached the table.  "who's with me?"  Kiba rubbed his palms together eagerly.  Narakau called off some names and that group of men congregated around Kiba.  Another group rallied around Neji.



"Hope you're good."  One of the younger boys told Neji.  "This really is Kiba's game and I don't wanna get trounced."  A few others echoed the sentiment.  Neji glanced at Kiba and caught the cocky confident grin on his and his teammates faces.  "I told you.  I'm the one that scores."  Neji locked eyes with Kiba, then slowly licked his bottom lip, letting his tongue glide along the flesh, still bruised from Kiba's harsh kiss.  The grin slid off of Kiba's face.  The man was nearly drooling as he stared at Neji's mouth, all manner of bad thought were careening around inside his head.



Kiba's teammates were either equally intrigued, blushing furiously, or looking away in discomfort.  The change was just what Neji wanted.  He took the ball from Shikaku, smiled at Nar and Nara, then turned to his new teammates.



"Where's the pitch?"  Neji asked.



"The what?"  One of them asked.



"The field..."



"Oh, this way."  Neji's team filed out toward the empty lot next to the house.  Kiba and his group were left trailing in his wake.  The lot was actually marked off, as if it were a regulation soccer field and had real goals.  Neji was impressed.  One of Kiba's cousins explained that most of the family lived in this neighborhood, so they'd purchased the lot as a sort of playground.  Neji's team took their places and waited. 



Kiba walked onto the field and asked.  "Shirts or skins Neji?"



Neji smiled.  "Shirts."



Kiba smirked at that and stripped off his shirt.  He put on his gloves and took his place in the opposite goal.  Neji waited on the line while Kiba's team got situated.  Shikaku and Tsume were acting as referees.  Each held a whistle.  At the sound of the blast, Neji passed the ball to another Forward and moved up the field.  It was quickly passed back to him and he made his first run on the goal.  The other men tried to stop him, but he was skilled and made it look easy as he pushed passed first the Mid-fielders, then the Defenders.  He took his shot.  Kiba barely blocked it.  The man looked up open mouthed at his new boyfriend.  "Is there anything you aren't good at?!"  He spat out.



"My uncle is of the opinion that if you do something, you should strive for perfection.  I had professional soccer coaches by the time I was six."  Neji said this matter of fact as he offered Kiba his hand. 



Kiba shrugged off the offer of assistance and stood on his own.  "Okay, let's get back to it."  It wasn't long and Kiba was actively cursing.  The score was four to nothing.  Nej's team was dominating the field.  Kiba's team barely ever touched the ball.  Most of it was Neji.  He wasn't a ball hog, he passed the ball, but it always found it's way back to Neji.  "That's it!"  Kiba yelled at half time, yanking his gloves off and shoving them at one of his cousins.  "If you fuckers can't stop him, I will!"



"It's not our fault.  Neji's just got better ball handling skills than us!"  One of his older cousins yelled loudly.  Tsume lost it.  She fell down on the field, she was laughing that hard.  Kiba glared at his mother, sure that he'd be asked about Neji's 'ball handling skills' later. 



Hannah helped her mother up and grinned at Kiba and shouted.  "Well?  What are you boys waiting for?  Get out there and 'handle' those 'balls'!"  Tsume cackled as she and her daughter limped off the field together. 



"Damn it."  Kiba grumbled.  Neji was just too fast.  Then it hit him.  "Nar!  Get your blond ass out here!"



Nar's head came up a little.  "Kiba, I don't wanna play."  He started to say, but was interrupted by Kiba's roar.



"I don't give a rat's ass.  Get the fuck out here, now!"  Kiba was glaring at his friend with his hands on his hips.  Soccer wasn't Nar's favorite sport, but the blond was a hell of a sprinter.  Track had been his thing in school.  Neji was watching the exchange with interest.  He'd love to see what his little Tesoro could do on the field.



Nar sighed.  "Fine, dog breath, have it your way."  He grumbled as he pulled off his shirt and trudged onto the field and into the Forward's position.  One of Kiba's cousins took the Goalie spot and the other sat down on the sidelines almost gratefully.  Neji had a moment to admire two of his three new boyfriends as they stood facing him on the line.  His trained eyes traced the muscle definition on each chest.  He gazed at the strong shoulders and arms and licked his lips unconsciously.  They were both incredibly sexy in such different ways.  Neji allowed himself to be distracted.



KIba passed the ball to Nar, who charged up the field.  They worked well together, anticipating each others moves.  Nar cut a high pass to Kiba, who headed the ball into the net.  It went from there, until it was a tie, five to five at the end of the third quarter.  Neji caught sight of Nara sitting on the grass with the rest of the spectators.  He walked over to his tattooed lover.  "Do you play?"  He asked quietly.



"Yeah."  Nara answered simply.



"Play for me."  It wasn't worded as a request, but he wasn't demanding either.  Neji just didn't want Nara on the sidelines.  Nara shrugged and stood up.  Kiba saw him coming and cursed.  "What position?"  Neji asked absently, his mind back on the game. 



Nara felt like being funny.  "All, Neji.  I'm a switch."  He whispered in a seductive tone, for only Neji's ears.  He laughed when Neji froze in shock.  "I'll play midfield for now."  Nara stated mildly, all business again.  He moved into that position, sending another of Kiba's tired cousins off the field.



He's a switch...he bottoms and tops....  Neji tried to shove those thoughts to the back of his head once the game started again, but his mind wouldn't leave it alone.  Kiba wants to top with me, but he's willing to bottom as well...I'm fairly certain that Kiba and Nara have....together....and Nar and Nara kissed in front of me so....The image that brought to mind was startling in what Neji could only label as a 'very good way'.  Even as Nara stopped Nar's advance and shot the ball back up the field to Neji, Neji's mind wouldn't stop working at the information he had.  I don't know about Nar...what he wants....he's never said anything to really indicated one way or the other...



The game went a little better for Neji with Nara's help.  The other man was good at defending his end of the field and his passes were dead on accurate.  Neji's team won, eight to seven.  It was a good game and everyone seemed pleased.  Nar congratulated Neji with a quick hug.  No one seemed to consider that out of the ordinary.  Even Kiba took his cousins gibes in stride.  He slid his arm around Neji's waist and held him tightly for a moment, reminding everyone that the man he'd lost to belonged to him.  So for Kiba, it wasn't a real loss.  He had the winner, even if he wasn't the winner.



Neji let him have that.  It felt good to lean back into Kiba's strong sweaty chest.  His mind was still locked on what was set to happen later tonight.  Obviously, Kiba was looking forward to it, and Nara's comment indicated that he was on board as well.  Neji let his eyes slide closed as he rested against Kiba.  Kiba nuzzled his hair.  It seemed like a private moment, almost as if they'd forgotten where they were.  Everyone watched them curiously.  It was interesting how the two could go from challenging each other to quietly cuddling, in the blink of an eye.  Nar grabbed Nara, hugging him tightly and smiling happily.  "I'm sorry for what I said.  I wasn't being fair."  The blond whispered to his friend.



"You were right.  I was being a selfish coward.  I'm sorry for what I almost did..."  Nar hugged him tighter.  Nara smiled.  "Come on lets get those two and go eat.  It's getting dark and I'm starving."



Nara grabbed Kiba's arm and pulled him away from Neji.  Nar smiled brightly at Neji.  "Come on, lets get some food into you.  You need to keep up your strength."  The blond winked at Neji before dragging him after Kiba and Nara.  Neji's pulse sped up.  This is really happening, going to happen...  I get to have all three of them.  I get to keep all three of them....  He shuddered as he fought to keep hi desire under control. 



Neji was sandwiched in between Kiba and Nar at the picnic table.  Nara and Chouji sat across from them.  Nara's mother, Yoshino had arrived and now Neji understood the man's reaction from earlier.  The woman hadn't stopped nagging, almost everyone, since she'd opened her mouth.  At one point, while she and Hannah were dropping off trays of food at the end of the table, the woman turned her attention to Neji.  "So, when can we expect your parents to join us for a BBQ, Neji?"



"That won't be possible."  The rich young man had said in a calm voice.



Yoshino misconstrued the of that short concise sentence a bit.  "And just why not?!"  She'd asked with her hands on her hips and a scowl on her face.  Hannah had paused in her work and looked displeased as well.  Apparently, they thought he was being a snob.  He got that a lot.



"My parents passed away when I was younger."  He explained simply.



Both women's mouths formed a perfect "O" shape.  Kiba bit his lip and looked at Nar.  The blonde seemed to shrink in on himself.  The tan face turned away, but not before Kiba saw something glistening on his cheek.  Kiba cursed Nara's nosy mother under his breath.



"I see.  I'm sorry to hear that Neji."  The irritating woman said and then continued to question 'Kiba's' boyfriend.  "Did you have a guardian, any family?"



"My uncle."



"Perhaps him then..."



"I do not believe he would."  Neji began. 



Nara was too mortified to notice much of anything.  He had to bite his cheek to keep a civil tongue in his head.  He interupted Neji.  "Mom, this isn't twenty questions."



She ignored him and bowled on.  "Why not?"  The woman was tenacious.  "Doesn't he care about you enough to want to get to know the man you are dating?"



"Hiashi-sama."  Neji began.  He had always used the Japanese honorific, when he used his uncle's name.  He didn't even know why he did, it was habit.  "He is..."



This time it was Shikaku who interrupted.  "Leave the boy alone, woman."  He stated plainly.  Shikaku became the center of the woman's chagrin and Neji did not envy him one bit.  He was grateful though.



They ate in peace after that.  The meal was delicious, definitely a rare treat for Neji.  He enjoyed listening to the banter around the table.  It was nothing at all like a meal with his own family.  He ate quietly and only spoke when answering a direct question.  Things began to wind down.  Most of the adults decided to play cards, while an impromtu wrestling match held the attention of the