Constructive Possession

A/N: Okay, show of hands--how many of you already knew that Yoshino was a yaoi fan girl? Oh, yeah…she wants her husband and Hiashi together so she gets to watch. Aren’t you jealous?

At this point it’s safe to announce that a Shikaku/Hiashi spinoff one-shot set in this AU is officially pending. I’m already several pages into it. It’s why this chapter is late, come to think of it, LOL! It will be posted for public consumption after Constructive Possession is complete.

OMFG more fanart! This woman is a machine, I swear! Kyuubi1010 of deviantART generated this one in honor of Neji’s confession in chapter 23: http://kyuubi1010.deviantart.com/art/I-Love-You-106993351

I too was very moved by the confession. It’s literally been 22 chapters in the making!

Additionally, crazyaanglover of deviantART has stepped up to the plate to present some fanart of her own; one she calls Temptation: http://crazyaanglover.deviantart.com/art/Temptation-107062743 and one aptly titled ‘I Am the Man’: http://crazyaanglover.deviantart.com/art/I-Am-The-Man-107071148 . I am especially fond of that title, LOL.

Many thanks to all the wonderful reviewers and talented fan artists. You make every chapter of this fic like a party!

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Warning: unbeta’d; language; OC; humor; yaoi

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Shikamaru Nara squirmed in his seat for the fourth time in ten minutes.

Everyone was seated at the dinner table, which brimmed with sautéed vegetables, marinated beef and chicken, rice, sashimi, and sake—lots of it. Neji ate with one hand and rested his other hand in Shikamaru’s lap, stroking and intermittently squeezing his erect and twitching cock.

Both men are aroused, which was no secret to anyone in the room. They’d been that way since emerging from the kitchen to serve dinner. Though the elders couldn’t see what was happening beneath the table, it was obvious from Shikamaru’s squirming and constant clearing of his throat that he was being groped. Shikaku, who had had eaten little but drank much, decided to strike up a conversation with Neji.

“So Neji”, the elder Nara began, “what’s it like trying to balance your work life with my son and your private life with him?”

Neji thought about his response before answering. “It’s fine. We make it work quite well.”

“Really?” Shikaku asked. “I mean it’s got to be tough trying to catch bad guys when you’re running around with a hard-on all day.”

“Dad, it isn’t like that. Neji and I were both committed to our work before we became committed to each other. I’m confident we do a better-than-average job of keeping our professional life separate from our private life”, Shikamaru interjected.

Typically, the two men were good at remaining cognizant of the boundaries, and were able to maintain the necessary decorum during working hours. Of course, some workdays were more challenging than others. Those days usually ended on the floor inside the front door of Neji’s penthouse, with a half-naked Shikamaru's knees up around his ears and a half-dressed Neji pounding hell into him.

But those occasions were rare.

“You think your bosses and your colleagues are still in the dark about you two? Now, after all this time?” Shikaku asked.

“No one in this room is that naïve, Mr. Nara.”

“Well then both of you must have come up with a contingency plan in case Shikamaru loses his job. I can’t imagine any police department would be that tolerant.”

Neji smirked at the elder Nara’s comments. “You’re probably right, Mr. Nara. The Konoha Police Department may not be very tolerant of two partners on the force being romantic partners off-duty. I guess we’ll all find out soon enough.”

Shikamaru began to respond, but Neji’s hand squeezing his crotch stopped him. “As for our…contingency plan, it’s no secret to anyone here that I am wealthy, so, as you might imagine, if Shikamaru is relieved of his duty he is most welcome to come and live with me. I’ll take especially good care of him.”

“You mean you’ll keep him. Like a man keeps his whore.”

“Your son is not a whore, Mr. Nara, nor have I ever thought of him that way.”

“You just did.”

“All right Dad, stop, that’s enough.” Shikamaru was scowling at his father.

“What happens if they fire you, Shikamaru?” Shikaku asked his son. “You became a cop instead of going into business with your family. What choice will you make if you can’t be a cop anymore?”

“Is that what this is about? Me not joining you at Nara Labs?” Shikamaru responded.

“You said you had to make your own way. You can’t do that living off Hyuuga money.”

“Then I’d find a different way, Dad. What is it—I have found someone I care about and suddenly I’m incompetent?”

“I just don’t want your boyfriend here to think he owns you now. You are a Nara, above all else. I’d hope to make you my successor at the lab someday. Neji here needs to understand that you are part of something besides your relationship with him, that’s all.”

“What makes you think he doesn’t? Because I bottom?” Shikamaru asked in frustration. “What is with you?”

“I’m just looking out for you, son. I only want what’s best for you.”

“Dad, I have what is best for me—right here. What is most important in the world to me is sitting in this room with me. You, mom, Hiashi and Neji—you’re all important to me now.”

The words were out of Shikamaru’s mouth before he could fully contemplate them. They rang in everyone’s ears, Shikamaru’s included. Hiashi looked around the room, gauging the different responses while refusing to think about his own.

“Dad, I’m always going to love you and mom. Nothing would change that. But I love Neji too—and I’m not leaving him. If I can’t be a cop, then I’ll work something out. Neji will stand by me no matter what I do.”

There it was again; the voice that spoke with a certainty that destiny was being fulfilled in the union of Shikamaru Nara and Neji Hyuuga. Shikaku felt his heart break a little. His little boy--his young man--was no more. Shikamaru was all grown up now, and moving forward in his life.

Neji’s heart was fluttering again. “And what about you, Mr. Nara?” he asked the elder. Shikamaru looked at Neji then. Neji didn’t return his stare, but squeezed his crotch in response. “You are a wealthy man married to a beautiful woman and contemplating keeping a man on the side. You are not in a position to throw stones.”

Shikaku scowled at the younger Hyuuga’s presumptuousness. “That is totally different. My wife consents, my son consents, and the man you speak of is wealthier than both of us.”

Neji smirked. “So it can work. You can make your own way in life with a wealthy lover by your side.”

Neji’s statement effectively cut off anything Shikaku could say in response. He didn’t know if what Neji said was true, but he had set his cap to find out, with high expectations. Why couldn’t he give Shikamaru the same benefit of the doubt?

“If I may, Mr. Nara, you’re too focused on what you might lose. Stop for a moment to think about all you stand to gain. Look around you—it’s all changing right now. Why fight it?” Neji asked.

Hiashi looked back and forth between his nephew and his soon-to-be-lover. He was beaming with pride for them and the way they were both vigorously defending what was precious to them—Shikamaru Nara.

Hiashi remembered a conversation not unlike this one that had occurred earlier that day between him and Shikamaru--about Neji. It was clear to the elder Hyuuga that the two young men were very much loved and cared for, and the notion in his mind that the hand of fate was hard at work in the lives of everyone in the room at that moment had been reinforced.

Neji was right. It was all changing, right now.

The sound of the telephone ringing brought Hiashi out of his thoughts. “Excuse me”, he informed the table, rising to leave the room.

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Shikaku sat scowling at his son and his son’s smug, wealthy, handsome lover—the smug, wealthy handsome lover who was more or less a younger version of the lawyer he himself had been hot to get his body parts on or into for seven years. Shikaku resigned himself to the fact that he wasn’t going to win an argument tonight no matter how he tried, but resignation did little to bring serenity to his stubborn heart.

Damned Hyuugas, Shikaku thought to himself.

He trained that beady stare on his son again. “You won’t top him? Not even once?” he asked him.

Shikamaru returned his father’s beady stare with an annoyed expression. “No”, he responded, shaking his head.

Yoshino cleared her throat then, hoping it would drown the giggle that had escaped.

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Hiashi picked up the telephone in the foyer. “Hello?”

“Mr. Hyuuga, this is Mango, down at the gate. The lady cop is back and threatening bodily injury if we don’t let her pass. She seems very determined.”

Hiashi smirked. He had a feeling she’d be back. “It’s all right, Mango, you can let her up now.”

“Thank you, sir.” The line went dead.

Hiashi hung up the phone and went back to the dining room.

He stopped in the doorway. “Neji”, he called, “may I speak to you for a moment?” Hiashi turned and walked out again.

Neji rose and left the dining room to speak with his uncle. Shikamaru’s cock smarted from the sudden loss of warmth.

Neji found his uncle standing in the foyer with an undecipherable expression on his face.

He furrowed his brows. “What is it? Is something wrong?” Neji asked.

“Er, well…there’s no good way to answer that question”, Hiashi responded.

Neji resisted an eye-roll and glared at his uncle. “What have you done, uncle?” he asked.

Hiashi sighed. “We’re having another guest for dinner.”

Neji made a face then. “Who?” he asked.

Hiashi gulped. “Tenten Kire.”

Neji’s eyes were as wide as saucers. “Uncle, we are in the middle of a dinner party in the Twilight Zone© and you go and invite that woman into my home? What were you thinking?!”

“Look, it had to happen sometime, and I thought it best that we have it out here, tonight, and be done with it. Don’t worry. I’ve anticipated her. It’s going to be fine.”

“What are you planning, uncle?” Neji asked, half-afraid of the answer.

Hiashi smirked. “You’ll see.”

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Finally! Tenten thought to herself. It had taken a little time, but she’d figured out where the younger Hyuuga lived, and then watched for any signs of the elder. Her hunch had been correct, of course. Hiashi had been spending time with his nephew and his nephew’s ‘partner’.

She sat on that bit of information at first in the hopes that Hiashi would simply come to his senses and call her, but it didn’t happen. Another argument (followed by a brutally satisfying make-up sex session) with Asuma ended up being her tipping point, and she decided it would just be bad for her health to wait for either man to come to their senses for one moment longer.

After all, Tenten wasn’t getting any younger.

So she showed up at the gate of the posh apartment building, asking for, and then demanding entrance. She was refused. She left in an effort to appear cooperative but returned a few hours later, this time dressed to the nines and bound and determined to be allowed inside. If Hiashi wasn’t there, she reasoned, then she wouldn’t leave until he came to collect her. She was going to have her say.

Her aggressive efforts proved fruitful. She was allowed through the gate and given directions to the penthouse apartment on the fourth floor.

After three weeks she was finally going to confront Hiashi Hyuuga.

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She approached the door marked 404 feeling like she’d fallen down the proverbial rabbit-hole. The building was posh in a way she wasn’t used to. She marveled at how pristine everything was kept and was amused by the gratuitous array of security cameras installed everywhere.

One thing was for certain: anyone who lived here had to be rolling in money.

Tenten knocked, anxiety tearing at the corners of her mind.

It was Neji who opened the door, no discernible expression on his pretty face. He moved aside to allow her to pass. Tenten walked past him into the foyer without taking her eyes off him. She noted his state of dress.

Damned if he doesn’t look good enough to eat. “Have I interrupted something important?” she asked Neji, who smirked as he closed the door behind her.

“Not at all”, Hiashi interjected, walking toward Tenten and Neji. “In fact your timing could not have been better.”

Tenten aimed a scowl at Hiashi, who was also dressed for an occasion. Fuck! She thought, eye-balling the two men. No two single men from the same family should be this fucking hot! It’s practically criminal! “We need to talk, Hiashi”, she declared in an authoritative voice that belied her frustration.

“Of course”, Hiashi responded in a pleasant voice, offering her his arm. Tenten looked at him and then at Neji and, sensing no cause for alarm, hooked her arm into Hiashi’s and walked with him into the living room. Neji was right behind them.

Tenten’s eyes grew wide and she gasped at the magnificent sight before her. Everything was bright, shiny and fragrant. The ceilings were tall. The word luxe didn’t do the place justice. Neji lives here? She thought to herself.

Are there any more single brooding Hyuuga men hiding in plain sight in this town?

Tenten, Hiashi and Neji entered the dining room. Neji maintained his position behind the pair. Tenten again marveled at how bright and sparkly everything was and how good it smelled, and then noted the other guests in the room. Nara was sitting on one side of the table, talking to a couple seated directly across from him that should have been his parents.

Holy shit, she thought to herself. The parents are here! This is straight out of a movie!

All eyes were on the trio as they entered the room. If Shikamaru was surprised to see Tenten there he didn't show it.

Shikaku watched the lithe brunette with her armed hooked into Hiashi’s and was annoyed by the pang of jealousy he felt. She’s pretty, he thought to himself. His latest plaything, no doubt.

They have a lot of hair together, Yoshino thought as she watched Tenten where she stood next to Hiashi. Whatever, she’s on her way out anyway.

Hiashi looked at Tenten. “You look beautiful tonight”, he told her, and meant it. He was reminded why she’d gotten his attention in the first place. Before she could respond, he looked toward the guests in the room. “Everyone, I’d like you to meet Tenten Kire, a detective with the Konoha Police Department and from what I hear, an excellent marksperson.”

Neji took it as his cue to go back to his seat. He casually made his way to the chair next to Shikamaru and sat down, leaning in briefly.

“Keep your guard up”, he whispered to Shikamaru before righting himself. Shikamaru nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

This one is a cop too? Shikaku thought to himself. She looks like a brunette Barbie™ doll!

Hiashi turned to Tenten once more. “Would you care to sit? There’s plenty to eat and drink if you are so inclined.”

Tenten unhooked her arm from Hiashi’s, wondering what kind of game he was playing. Were they supposed to pretend that what happened between them was okay?

Tenten shook her head. “No, I don’t want to sit and I don’t want to eat and I don’t want to drink.” She looked around the room at all the faces staring back at her. She had an audience; she wasn’t going to let it go to waste.

She turned back to Hiashi then. “Hyuuga, where have you been? It’s been three weeks since I’ve seen or heard from you. Didn’t that night mean anything to you? You’re full of pretty words when you want something, but you’re out the door in a flash once you get it! You didn't even have the decency of calling me to make sure I got home okay! I have feelings for you, you know! How can you be such a predator, you lying--“

“Enough!” Neji barked, rising from his chair and moving over to where they stood to face her. How dare she come into his home and bad-mouth his uncle, and in front of people she didn’t even know! “You've come quite a long way to chastise my uncle, and now your time is up. I'll see you to the door.”

At Neji’s approach, Tenten’s stance changed. She wasn’t leaving until she was ready.

Hiashi backed away slowly and quietly exited the dining room.

“You don't frighten me!” Tenten countered hotly. “Special investigator; taijutsu expert. I know taijutsu too! Know what else? I take out the tires on your vehicle while you are maneuvering a curve in the dark from 100 yards away using a lighter, a magnifying glass, acupuncture needles and a blowgun!” She scowled at Neji then. “You Hyuugas think you're untouchable. Well you're not! You're all full of shit and what's more you've pissed off the wrong—“

“ENOUGH!” Shikamaru rose from his seat this time, eyeballing Tenten. Didn’t the woman know when to cut her losses?

Tenten rolled her eyes at the younger Nara. Here comes the damsel rushing to his knight's defense! “Sit down, Nara”, she told him in a bored tone, “you're a fucktoy, not a fighter. The grown-ups are talking.”

Shikaku and Yoshino looked on, sake cups in hand, thoroughly entertained by the drama.

“You are embarrassing yourself”, Neji cautioned her in a warning tone.

“I’m embarrassing myself? That’s a stone rip coming from you, you are fucking your partner!” Tenten countered. “What's with you Hyuugas...you think because you are good-looking and have money you can walk around with your dicks hanging out?”

The snickers coming from the couple at the table distracted Tenten for a moment before Shikamaru spoke.

“Alright, that was completely uncalled for”, he told her in a voice meant to subdue her. “You have done nothing but insult the Hyuuga family since we met you. You need to leave before I forget my manners”, he warned. Troublesome bitch!

And no one’s even going to try to deny it! “Make me”, she challenged.

It was a stalemate. The three gorgeous police officers stood in the dining room, bodies taut with tension. Tenten looked back and forth between Neji and Shikamaru, who were visibly annoyed. She smirked, pleased that she was getting to them both.

They’ll probably have amazing sex when this is over, she thought to herself.

Hiashi stole back into the room then, assessing the scene in front of him, and smirked. It was game time.

“Tenten”, he called in a calming voice. “Don't be angry. Please, sit down”, he offered.

Tenten rounded on the older man. “I am not going to sit down. What will you do to make this situation right, Hiashi?” She asked.

“Would you please just sit down?” Hiashi asked again, his voice hopeful.

“No”, she responded, shaking her head. “I want some answers. So get on your knees and start talking. Do it now”, she ordered.

Neji looked at his uncle, but couldn’t decipher the older man’s expression.

Shikamaru was quietly calming down. He looked at Neji, who gave him a telling glance. Shikamaru instantly slipped into game mode, as did Neji, and then waited for Hiashi's next move.

Hiashi extended a hand holding a large flat envelope toward Tenten. “I just want to give you this”, he told her. His voice remained calm.

What’s this? Tenten thought to herself. She looked into Hiashi’s icy eyes before taking the envelope from him.

All eyes watched as she opened the envelope. She pulled it open at the top and looked inside before taking out the contents. What she saw inside caused her to pale and stiffen.

Her eyes grew wide and her mouth, suddenly dry, gaped. Words were forming in her brain in a jumble that failed to make their way to her mouth. She looked at Hiashi, who was smirking, with a look of sheer horror.

“You were holding out on me, 'Tenten-kitty'”, he told her. “I had no idea you were that flexible.”

“Don't call me that! Don't ever call me that!” She fumed. “Where did you get these?! How could you---“

“My nephew, to whom you've been so kind, called in a favor”, Hiashi interjected.

I did? Neji thought to himself before Tenten turned to him and glared. “This constitutes misappropriation of police assets! I'll have you placed on report for this!”

“For what?” Neji asked her calmly. He had no idea what that enveloped even contained! “I haven't misappropriated a damn thing.”

“No, but your Captain Sarutobi certainly did, and from the looks of it, he had an excellent time doing it”, Hiashi supplied, still smirking.

Neji and Shikamaru simultaneously quirked a brow. Kire and Captain Sarutobi?! They both thought. The proof, apparently, was in the woman’s hands.

Tenten was shocked. “That was a long time ago!” she defended.

“Well”, Hiashi responded, “only if you consider nine days a long time. Tell me, how hard was it to maintain that position on the balance beam? Your abdominals have got to be like steel!”

Balance beam? They all thought.

“You got an extra set of photos, Hyuuga? I wouldn't mind having a look at that myself”, Shikaku asked. Yoshino sat beside him, nodding.

“Dad!” Shikamaru admonished.

Tenten turned to Shikaku then. “You're disgraceful!” she hissed. Before either of the Naras could respond, Shikamaru spoke up.

“Shut the hell up, Kire”, he warned, “Before I shut you up.”

“Be sure to use something big when you do it, Shikamaru”, Hiashi advised. “That one can deep-throat a can of Olde English 800, I guarantee it.”

Tenten was blushing now and unable to meet anyone’s eyes. How dare he! Who took those photos?! What have I gotten myself into?

“Oh, Shikamaru's got something REAL big he can use”, Shikaku volunteered, smirking.

That is MINE, Neji thought to himself as he glared at the elder Nara, who smiled a mischievous smile in response. Neji had to wonder how Shikamaru managed to turn out so normal with a father like Shikaku Nara?

“Just reach beneath your chair, Nara”, Hiashi instructed. Tenten's eyes grew wide.

I knew he was up to something, Neji thought to himself.

Taped beneath the chairs were large, flat envelopes containing the identical set of photographs. The Naras pulled them out and opened them.

“NO!” Tenten shouted. She knew if she reached for the envelopes that it could be considered assault. At the moment, she had no recourse.

She turned to Hiashi then, anger threatening to split the skin on her face. “How could you do this? How could you be such a snake?” she demanded.

“I practice law in this town, Tenten-kitty. What did you expect?” Hiashi responded.

In desperation she turned to Neji. “Your uncle's a jerk, Hyuuga”, she told him. “And he's going to pay for this.”

What an idiot. Shikamaru is shaking his head. “You're not very bright, are you?” He asked her.

Just as Tenten locked eyes with Shikamaru, the room filled with what sounded very clearly like the squeals of a man and a woman having vigorous sex. Tenten's eyes grew wide again in recognition of her’s and her shift commander’s voices, recorded on the very afternoon the photographs were taken.

“TURN IT OFF!” She screamed, placing her hands over her ears.

Shikaku and Yoshino sat at the table, flipping the photographs to view them at varying angles. At one point they both looked up at her, quirked a brow, and then resumed examining the stack of glossy photographs.

Neji and Shikamaru both made faces at the graphic pornography they were listening to, neither man able to suppress their physical response to it. Casually, each man crossed their hands over the front of their pants, a gesture that did not go unnoticed.

Tenten’s body trembled with a combination of mortification and fury. She turned to Hiashi one last time. “This isn't over”, she warned him in a low, ominous voice.

“I think when you talk to your shift commander you'll see it differently, Tenten-kitty”, Hiashi responded. The audio suddenly gave way to a deafening silence. “Come on, I'll walk you out”, he told her.

“I'll find my own way out, you bastard!” She huffed. Tenten shoved past Hiashi on her way to the door.

“Oh, one more thing”, Hiashi said, stopping Tenten in her tracks. She turned around to face him then. “If you try to make any more trouble for me, or for my nephew and his partner, I'll make very quick work of turning your pillow talk into tabloid fodder for the entire town to see--and hear.” Hiashi hesitated for emphasis. “And that will be just the beginning.”

Hiashi approached her with an icy expression. “Are we clear?” he asked in a voice that left no question that he meant business.

Tenten had nothing else to say. She turned to leave, dropping the photos on her way out. Hiashi followed shortly after.

Shikamaru looked at Neji then. “Are you all right?” he asked his lover.

Neji's made eye contact with Shikamaru for a split-second before wrapping an arm around his waist and kissing him, pulling him flush with his body. Shikamaru resisted at first—his parents were still in the room after all—but then gave in. There wasn’t anyone in the room from which they needed to hide, even if it was bad manners for them to kiss in front of the elders. Neji was turned on, not only from the audio but from the way the man who loved him had been defending him. Neji could barely contain his flaring lust and the half-hard erections that resulted from listening to the audio had evolved into full-blown ones.

Neji broke the kiss when he realized his hand was reaching for the buckle of Shikamaru’s pants again. They broke apart then, panting a little and smiling at each other with love and lust in their eyes.

They looked around the room, brows furrowing when they realized Hiashi was the only other person there.

Hiashi smiled, a genuine smile born of heartfelt happiness for his nephew and his partner.

“I think the party's over”, Hiashi declared.

“Where are my parents?” Shikamaru asked.

“Er, they are in the kitchen. But don't go in there, hm? I think the photos and the audio got them a little worked up too.”

Neji's eyes grew wide. “Worked up? In my kitchen?!”

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A/N: Twilight Zone© belongs to Rod Serling. I make no claim on it in any part or portion.

(1) Olde English 800 is malt liquor that comes in a tall can.

So…was that the best train wreck ever, or what?!

Shikaku can’t get past the fact that Shikamaru bottoms. ROFLMAO

Tenten got way more than she bargained for, stalking Neji and trying to manipulate Hiashi. You’d think after not hearing from a guy for three straight weeks after putting out that she’d get the message, LOL!

Tenten is gone in this fic, but she may return in a side-fic or sequel. I like her.

I tied up a couple of loose plot ends in this chapter, did anyone notice?

This chapter is late, but it’s longer to make up for it. Due to the holiday it may be a full *gasp* seven days before chapter 25 hits the streets.

So what do you think: yes/no/maybe? Well, IT ISN’T OVER!

What are Shikaku and Yoshino up to now? Stay tuned to find out and please leave a review!