Constructive Possession

A/N: I take this opportunity to bow to the almighty Kyuubi1010 on deviantART, who has generated a rendition of this AU’s Shikamaru that is sure to give you wet dreams. Go here: http://kyuubi1010.deviantart.com/art/Shika-105898139 and be amazed. Then, keep an eye out for future work from this extremely talented artist.

Now, then…is everybody ready?

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Warning: unbeta’d; language; OC; implied het; UST; humor

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Neji Hyuuga was scowling at himself in a mirror.

His anxiety over meeting Shikamaru’s parents had given way to shame. Neji had demonstrated such weakness that his uncle felt it necessary to stage an intervention—in the form of a cock-block!

At first Neji was angry with the elder Hyuuga, and then with his lover; eventually, though, it dawned on the man that he had no one to be angry with except himself. After all, if he was nervous now, how much more nervous would he have been if the first thing he had to tell Shikamaru’s parents was why their son was naked, ass-up and out cold in Neji’s bedroom when they were all supposed to be having a dinner party?

Neji sighed, shaking his head while adjusting his lavender tie and charcoal gray vest and thinking it was a very good thing he’d only have to do this once.

“Ready?” asked a familiar voice behind him. Neji turned to find his lover and his uncle standing there, smiling.

“As I’ll ever be,” he responded, knowing it was the truth.

Shikamaru watched as Hiashi and Neji get into position. They stood next to one another in the living room, like two sentry standing guard. Shikamaru couldn’t help but think how gorgeous the two men were. Both wore colors that did amazing things to their eyes and hair. They look like angels, the Nara thought to himself.

That’s when it hit him.

These two men are standing there waiting for me to present Neji as my intended to my parents.

Did I just refer to Neji as ‘my intended?’

Holy shit. My parents are coming.

Neji spotted the flash of anxiety in his lover’s eyes a split second before someone knocked on the door.

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Shikamaru turned and strode casually toward the door, wiping his palms on his pants as he walked. He checked the peephole. There stood his father on the other side, wiping something off his mother’s cheek with his thumb. Shikamaru took a deep breath and opened the door.

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Shikaku and Yoshino Nara stood face-to-face with their son and only child, Shikamaru.

Shikamaru smiled. “Hey”, he greeted, opening the door wide to allow them in.

“Shikamaru!” Yoshino greeted, enveloping her son in the warmth of a mother’s hug. She pulled back to look at him then. “You’re thin.”

“Don’t pester the boy, love. Come here, son”, Shikaku greeted, taking his son in a quick embrace.

“Good to see you, Dad”, Shikamaru responded. He looked at his parents, then, a smile plastered across his face that he refused to relinquish. He noticed his mother and father were both slightly flushed and bearing an unmistakable scent.

Shikamaru met his father’s eyes. You didn’t.

Shikaku’s expression left no room for doubt. Shikamaru had seen that look a thousand times before, and knew what it meant.

You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.

“Hey”, Shikamaru began, preferring not to contemplate the situation for the moment, “you can take your shoes off and leave them here. These are for you”, he informed his mother, pointing to a pair of slippers that sat by the door.

While Yoshino removed her shoes and donned her slippers, Shikamaru glared at his father, who simply shrugged.

You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.

Shikamaru and Yoshino waited for Shikaku to remove his shoes and put on slippers before the trio walked out into the living room.

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Yoshino gasped.

The sight that filled her eyes was at once overwhelming. The room was huge and well-lit. It sparkled and shone under all that light and the sight and scent of flowers were everywhere. She allowed her gaze to span the room before settling curiously on the two men who stood in the middle of it.

And smiled. They look like angels, she thought to herself.

Shikamaru’s eyes met Hiashi’s for a split second before he spoke. “Mom, Dad, you remember Hiashi Hyuuga?” he asked, stopping in front of the two Hyuuga men.

“Yeah, but I’m trying to put it behind me”, Shikaku responded, taking Hiashi’s extended hand.

“How’s that working out, Nara?” Hiashi practically purred. For a few moments neither man spoke, but merely sized the other up with his eyes while slowly shaking hands. The other three people in the room looked on with curious interest.

What the hell is this?! Neji thought to himself as he stole a glance at Shikamaru, who glanced back with furrowed brows. Neji cleared his throat.

Hearing what must have been a cue, Hiashi slowly pulled back his hand, turning to face the woman who stood next to Shikaku. His expression transformed to something aptly described as predatory. “Mrs. Nara”, Hiashi spoke in a smooth voice, taking her hand and raising it to his mouth, “you are as radiant as ever.” Hiashi pressed warm lips to the back of a warm hand, his icy eyes never leaving Yoshino’s, who had the grace to blush.

Hiashi quirked a brow. Someone’s been marking his territory.

“Uncle”, came a warning voice from Hiashi’s left. He released the woman’s hand slowly.

“Folks”, Shikamaru announced, “this is Neji Hyuuga. My partner.”

All eyes were on Neji now, who simply stood there. The room fell silent for a few awkward moments before Shikaku spoke.

“Playmate is what I’ve heard”, Shikaku responded, stepping up to Neji until the two men were face-to-face.

Neji’s earlier shame had given way to curiosity as to what exactly was going on between his uncle and Shikamaru’s parents. He looked at the man who looked at him and was a bit dismayed to discover that Shikaku had at least two inches of height on Neji, making him the tallest person in the room.

“That too”, was Neji’s calm response. He wasn’t going to deny it. Shikamaru was his—well-meaning but disapproving parents be damned.

"I guess you can't really mix business and pleasure if you go into the family business, eh, Shikamaru?" Shikaku asked his son while looking at Neji.

Shikamaru didn’t respond, but merely pinched the bridge of his nose between his fingers. Gods.

Neji extended his hand expectantly. Shikaku ignored the gesture, using his hand to cup Neji’s chin to inspect his face.

Neji was stunned. There he was, a grown man, being evaluated like some prize pig at a county fair, and by a man who was what Shikamaru would be in twenty years, right down to his hair style. Nevertheless, he stood quietly and waited patiently, reminding himself that this was a special occasion that should not under any condition mandate the use of his special taijutsu.

Shikaku’s eyes met Neji’s. The elder Nara observed pale orbs, which were softer in color compared to his uncle's, almost liquid. He noted smooth, pale, flawless skin, a delicate mouth and rounded face. He saw the hair, long, rich brown, straight and shiny.

He was taken aback by the vision before him. "You have got to be the prettiest man I've ever met”, he declared, and moving his hand away from the man’s face and stepping back. “Isn't he pretty, love?" he asked, eyes still trained on Neji.

"Yes, very", Yoshino concurred, smiling.

Neji didn’t honestly know what to do. And did he smell what he thought he smelled? "Thank you", he responded calmly.

"And you're a cop”, Shikaku added, smiling. “That's just fucking sexy."

"Dad", Shikamaru warned.

"Relax, son, I'm just getting to know your girlfriend here. You don't mind me referring to you that way do you?" Shikaku asked Neji, a glint of humor warming those hard, dark eyes.

Neji smirked. "I wouldn't mind it if it were accurate, sir. But the fact is--"

"Er, Nara..." Hiashi interrupted Neji and moved over to whisper something into the elder Nara’s ear.

Hiashi stepped away and moved back to where Neji stood. The Hyuuga men stood side-by-side, smirking.

Shikaku trained shocked eyes on the Hyuuga men before turning them on Shikamaru, who had an 'oh-gods-here-we-go' expression on his face.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me. What the fuck were you two on when you came to that decision?!"

"Dad, take it easy--" Shikamaru responded.

Shikaku ignored his son. "You're packing man-meat a foot long for what--garnish?"

"Dad, calm yourself."

"Shikamaru Nara, my one and only son, the fact that you bottom for this...pistol-packing princess violates every conceivable law of nature!"

I am the man, Neji thought to himself.

"Dad, that is enough! Neji and I are satisfied with the arrangement. End of story. Now, can we talk about something else please?!"

Shikaku turned to Neji and Hiashi, who stood together with smug expressions on their faces.

Damned Hyuugas, Shikaku thought to himself.

"Hiashi, do something about this", the elder Nara directed.

Shikamaru rolled his eyes and sighed.

"About what?" Neji asked. "Shikamaru is perfectly capable of making good decisions."

"And besides”, Hiashi added, “what's there to be done? They are both adults, they can do it however they want to."

"But your nephew doesn't know what he's missing."

Hiashi stepped in front of Shikaku and looked him straight in the eye. "You know, I think you are absolutely right. What's more...I think he probably should find out how the other half lives. I know I'd like to."

"Uncle!" Neji exclaimed, his eyebrows disappearing into his hairline. Did he really just proposition Shikamaru's father right in front of Shikamaru and his mother?! "Please be respectful of all our guests."

"Relax Neji; the Naras know I'm only kidding." Hiashi did not break eye contact with Shikaku, who was visibly frustrated.

"Of course he's kidding, Neji, your uncle knows I don’t swing that way."

Hiashi quirked a brow. If you gave me half a chance I guarantee I'd have you and your wife in my bed--and on a regular schedule. But you’re much too chicken-shit for that, aren’t you, Nara?

Shikamaru was stunned. There was definitely something between his parents and Neji’s uncle. But what? And how long had it been going on? And had his father actually had sex with his mother downstairs before coming up there?

There were way too many questions that really demanded answers, and on a night when neither he nor his partner had expected to be conducting any investigation. Shikamaru was confident it was time for a drink.

"Drinking. We should be drinking. Don't you think so, mom?" Shikamaru asked in a slightly raised voice while looking at his mother with a silent plea in his eyes.

Yoshino smiled. "I'd love a drink, Shikamaru."

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Neji bounded into action. “Uncle”, he began in a voice that demanded his uncle’s attention, “Please give me a hand with the drinks.”

Hiashi turned to see his nephew standing there with an expectant look on his face. Realizing the inquisition was inevitable, he conceded. “That’s an excellent idea, Neji”, he responded.

Both men made their way to the kitchen, Neji with a bit of a sprint to his step that Hiashi found amusing.

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“Mom,” Shikamaru asked when he saw the two men enter the kitchen, “if you’d like to go freshen up, the bathroom is the first door on the left just inside that hallway.”

“Thank you, sweetheart”, she replied, placing a light peck on his forehead. “It’s so good to see you, and that man of yours is so beautiful! How did you manage to—“

“Mom”, Shikamaru interrupted, placing a hand on Yoshino’s shoulder, “we’ll talk about this later. I need to speak to Dad alone.”

Shikaku’s back stiffened at the sound of his son’s statement. “All right, dear”, Yoshino conceded, and then slowly made her way to the bathroom.

Shikamaru rounded on his father, who stood in a defensive position. Both men’s eyes were hard. Anyone watching would swear they were standing in a time warp. There was an image of elder Nara facing a nearly identical image of younger Nara, almost as if in battle.

“Start explaining”, was all Shikamaru said.

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The elder Hyuuga was barely inside the door of the kitchen before Neji was closing it behind him. He turned to his nephew, who bore a stunned expression.

“Look, I know what you’re going to say”, Hiashi announced, casually walking toward the cabinet where the sake bottles were stored.

“Do you?” Neji responded, crossing his arms. “Then enlighten me.”

“You were going to accuse me of holding out on you about the true nature of my relationship with the Naras.” Hiashi rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. “And, well, you would have been right. I kind of omitted a detail or two.”

“A detail or two?!” Neji hissed, walking toward his uncle. “Uncle, Shikamaru and I were just out there drowning in a sea of volatile sexual tension, and not just between you and Shikamaru’s mother, but between you and his father as well. What the fuck?!”

“I-i—“ Hiashi began, but Neji interrupted him.

“You told me that nothing happened between you and Nara.”

“It didn’t! I swear. I have not had sex with either of Shikamaru’s parents. I give you my word.”

“Then what’s going on out there, hn? What am I supposed to tell Shikamaru?”

“Oh, don’t be so dramatic, Neji”, Hiashi told him as he reached into a cabinet beneath the kitchen island for the tea service. “Shikamaru’s a big boy. He can handle the details, I’m sure.”

“They’re his mother and father, uncle.” There was a plea in Neji’s voice.

“They’re still people, Neji. Still human. Still subject to human frailties, human weaknesses.” Hiashi smirked. “I’m wearing him down. Eventually he won’t be able to fight the temptation anymore and he’ll take what I’m offering. He’ll get me…and I’ll get them both.”

Neji’s eyes were hard now. “Uncle, you can’t seriously mean to sleep with Shikamaru’s parents.”

“And why not? I’m still a vigorous man, and have you gotten a good look at them? Nara is what Shikamaru will be in twenty years’ time and the missus? Hiashi whistled. She gives a few of the younger ones a run for their money.” Hiashi busied himself preparing tea while Neji pondered whether or not to leave the man tied up in the kitchen for the remainder of the evening.

“These people are my partner’s parents!”

“Yes, the same parents who walked into this penthouse tonight reeking of a quickie in the back-seat.” Hiashi cocked his head then. “Look, Neji, I knew them before the three-legged wonder became your boyfriend. If anything, I’ve got squatter’s rights. You two will just have to bite the bullet.”

“Ugh!” Neji exclaimed, holding his hands in the air. His uncle could be so stubborn and immature and it was so frustrating and where the hell was the sake?

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“I don’t know what you mean, son”, the elder Nara responded, making his way to the couch to sit down.

“Don’t play that game with me; I’m 26-years-old, it’s not going to work anymore.”

“Ooh, listen to the high-powered special investigator lay down the law!”

“Stop trying to change the subject.” Shikamaru stood in front of where his father sat, arms crossed, and scowling. “My mother smells like she just walked out of a cathouse. And if that isn’t bad enough, you’re making goo-goo eyes at my partner’s uncle.”

“I don’t make goo-goo eyes at anyone except your mother.”

“They were goo-goo eyes, Dad, and if you think I’m going to sit idly by and wait for one of you to finally decide to pounce on the other one all night you’re mistaken.”

“What’s he packing, eh?” Shikaku asked, referring to Neji. “Four inches? I bet he hasn’t got one-fourth of what you’re carrying and you let him bend you over—“

“I am not going to discuss our sex life with you Dad!”

“You weren’t blessed with a monster stick for decoration!”

“And you weren’t blessed with yours so that you could have sex with mom in random places right before important events either!”

“She is my wife. Therefore it is perfectly within my province to have sex with her in random places before important events. Besides,” he finished, crossing his legs with a sigh, “you know how I get when I’m nervous.”

Shikamaru cocked his head. I can’t believe you just admitted to that.

“What’s the matter, Dad?” he asked his father with a smirk. “You afraid old Hyuuga is going to charm his way into mom’s pants?”

“Well, he’d have to get through me to get into her pants, now wouldn’t he?”

Shikamaru’s smirk was sinister now. “Exactly the point I was making.”

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Neji counted four bottles of sake on the tray next to the tea service and wondered to himself if it would be enough.

“It should be okay to get us started”, Hiashi announced as if reading Neji’s mind. “I wouldn’t be surprised if there wasn’t a drop of junmai-shu left in this place come midnight, though.”

“Are you planning to get them drunk, Uncle?” Neji asked has he picked up the tray holding the bottles.

“Nah”, Hiashi responded while picking up the tea service. “Too rudimentary. Nara’s a chemist, remember? He could drink us all under the table three times over before he’d even start to feel tipsy. Trust me, I’ve seen it.”

Neji was beginning to think that his uncle had spent a lot of time doing and seeing things with the Naras, legal work being the least of them. There was far more going on than a simple dinner party to introduce Neji to the Naras. What the fuck had he and Shikamaru gotten themselves into?

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“What are you trying to say?” Shikaku asked his son.

Shikamaru moved between the coffee table and where his father sat and sat down on the table. He knew he shouldn’t be sitting there, but he needed to see his father’s reaction to his next statement up close.

“I’m not trying to say anything”, he responded in a low voice, leaning forward. “You want his ass.”

Shikaku stood up then. “Take that back or be disinherited.”

“Tell me I’m wrong and I’ll take it back.”

“You—“ Shikaku began, pointing at his son, who now stood before him. “You sound just like your mother.”

“Really now? Dad, I thought you told me you and mom stopped swinging after college.”

“I did. We did.”

Shikamaru quirked a brow. “Old habits die hard, though, don’t they?”

“If you’re suggesting that I’d take up my old ways with Hyuuga, then you can forget it. He isn’t worth my time.”

“Oh, of course not. That’s why you were so nervous tonight you had to have sex with mom before you could even get out of the car.”

Shikaku raised a finger at his son’s face. “Now look—“

“What’s all the fussing about out here?” Yoshino asked as she approached. Shikamaru hadn’t heard her emerge from the bathroom.

She walked forward to where her husband stood, grabbing the finger he pointed at their son and kissing it lightly on the tip. “Put that away. This is a party”, she directed softly, licking her lips.

Gods avail me, Shikamaru thought to himself. His father was now looking at his mother with a hungry expression.

“No Mom, Dad”, he declared, placing a hand on each shoulder in a gesture of pulling them apart. “Stop that. I do not want to spend the evening watching the two of you paw at each other. Can we please have just a little decorum tonight?!”

Just then, the Hyuuga men entered the room from the kitchen pushing an ornate rolling cart loaded with refreshments.

And somehow, Shikamaru knew he’d gotten his answer.

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A/N: Man, was this fun to write! OMFG Shikaku should be kept in a cage. In fact, maybe he should share one with Hiashi, LOL!

So…now we get the scoop on Hiashi, Shikaku and Yoshino, who have history between them that they all chose to conceal from Shikamaru and Neji. But the younger men are smart—they were bound to figure it out.

LOL Neji got cock-blocked trying to do the same thing Shikaku did before they showed up. Imagine if the four of them had been standing there smelling like sex?!

Don’t feel bad for Yoshino, she is fine. In fact, she has an agenda of her own…

What happens next? Stay tuned and please leave a review!