Dark Musings and Secrets in Konoha

This chapter = Shino x Neji

Warning : This chapter will more than likely disgust you. It involves Shino, and lots of bugs being in places where no bug ought to be. Ye be fairly warned, fan-girls and boys.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Naruto. A very cool man named Masashi Kishimoto does, and I hope I won't be sued for doing bad things with his awesome characters.

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I wasn't surprised when he came out from the bushes behind me, moving so impossibly quiet I wouldn't know he was there were it not for his chakra and the fact I could see him. Deactivating my Byakugan, I turned and stared at him - for some reason, I felt mildly uncomfortable looking under his skin to see what was there. I never felt that sort of revulsion towards anyone else - only him. It was as amusing as it was annoying.

"What do you want," I snapped at him - he was interrupting my training with his very presence, and I couldn't tell if he was sorry or if he could care less. We stared at each other wordlessly for what felt like it could have been hours - I'm sure in reality it was close to half a minute. My blank white eyes met his blank dark glasses and after the tension just from our being there rose to a climax he cut the silence with his strong, deep voice.

"To train," he stated, and moved towards me in the clearing that wasn't much of a clearing at all - rather, it was merely a space between the trees that allowed room for better maneuvering. He moved surely, gracefully, and I was almost reminded of the way a butterfly flutters from one perch to another, except his movements didn't seem nearly as sporadic as the insects. That didn't matter - once he drew close I easily slid into the Jyuuken stance and activated my Byakugan.

"Most don't find me to train. There must be more." He struck first, a punch that I easily blocked, but left bugs crawling down my arm. Quickly expelling chakra through my tenketsu, I shook them off and slid back, ducking around to his side. Unfortunately, he had no openings. Every time I attacked, he blocked and every time he attacked, I dodged. His bugs made me hold back and I wasn't sure why - why would I have such a childish revulsion to something so simple and fragile?

I didn't have time to ponder, and when I went to slide away from him next I realized he was backing me towards one of the many trees. Deciding Kaiten would be sufficient to rid him of his advantage, I started to slide my foot back to do the spin. However, I quickly discovered that his bugs had wrapped around my ankles and I was stuck. Inwardly cursing, I started to push chakra through my tenketsu when I felt him come in for the kill.

That was a quick fight, I thought. I felt nothing but surprise when he shoved my shoulders back against the tree with more strength then I suspected he had and covered my lips with his so violently I'd suspect he was trying to suffocate me.

I had considered partners before - Tenten was cute, if not a bit annoying. Perhaps even Sakura, if she weren't hung up on that Uchiha. But men were not something I'd thought of, and especially not this one. However, I found myself pinned between a tree and a boy a year younger than me - a creepy, silent boy that reminded me of myself in a way that made me ache. Perhaps I was just going crazy with the moment when I decided to kiss back, but it was too late. He'd already pulled away.

"Don't fight me, Hyuuga," he stated flatly, hooking one finger into my hitae-ate to pull it off. It fell to the soft forest floor with a dull thud, before my head wraps followed suit. I snarled, and shoved against him, easily knocking him off balance as I stalked closer to him. Though he inched away, it was his own fault he backed up against a tree and I easily pinned him to the gnarled bark.

"Shove it, Aburame," I replied as I pinned his shoulders to the tree's trunk, reversing our earlier positions. My lips stopped barely an inch away from his, and I stared at his eyes through those dark glasses as intently as I could without looking through them with the Byakugan. I'm sure the sight of me - obviously angry and not so obviously frustrated and confused with bulging, pulsing veins around my eyes was more than intimidating. All he did was reach down and flick the snap of my shorts open.

"Gladly, Hyuuga. Just bend over and I'll hop to." It sounded funny, but his straight face said otherwise and I felt I couldn't laugh with the severity of it. Only another moment later I felt him delve into my pants, and it was truly a force of will that kept me from releasing my hold on him. There was no beating around the bush - he went for what he wanted and I immediately admired that - it reminded me of a spider that has no qualms about eating something caught in it's net.

Had I, the caged bird, stepped right into the spiders parlor?

"Get me off, Aburame." I snarled at him - something that probably seemed much more likely from that Inuzuka boy than from the genius of the Hyuuga Branch family. I continued staring at him as he casually reached up and pulled his sunglasses off before tucking them inside his jacket, never breaking eye contact. His eyes had a sharp, intelligent quality I'd never experienced this close before, and I found I couldn't look away. Not when I heard him fumble with his own pants, and not when I felt his slender fingers roughly yank my cock out of my own shorts.

His hand on me was tight and painful, and he yanked me closer to him in a way that sent a searing jolt up my body, even as my hips jerked forward to comply. His shaft touched mine, and he wrapped his hand around both our cocks and milked them upward in a way that made me shudder inside, but remained scowling outside. I wanted to spin him around and shove my cock so far inside of him that he would scream bloody murder. Instead, I held on to that semi-stoic exterior I was trying to show.

"Scream for me, Hyuuga." He tilted his head to the side and stopped jerking the both of us off, instead just holding our cocks together as if they were one in a grip so tight it made me want to gasp for air. It was painful, but I couldn't show that - it seemed as if we were subconsciously going towards a battle for dominance, and I twisted my palms against his shoulders to grind them against the tree more firmly. There was no wince from him, but there was also no way I could keep from gasping as I felt a new movement - his shaft was rippling and wriggling against mine. I dared not look down - I already knew it was the bugs that were causing the movements that made me want to claw at him and take him harder and more violently than anything in my rare, wild fantasies.

"Never." I thought I could stick to that word, but he got dirty more quickly than I expected. I felt pinpricks up my leg, feather light touches of something non-human - no. Lots of something non-human. His bugs were swarming up my shorts, and I stood there petrified and horrified at once as I stared at him. I couldn't move, my hands locked on his shoulders which were locked against the tree in a death grip of fear and revulsion. My cock twitched as I felt the bugs reach their destination - moving in one solid mass over my balls and covering the entirely of my sack, even going up to ring the base of my cock. I could feel them in every nook and cranny inside my shorts, and when I could feel them crawling around my ass, inching closer until there was a definite moving pressure against what I hoped was a very tight entrance, I stared at him with the strangest of expressions.

As much as I wanted to throw up right there, my cock was so hard it was hurting like I had been hard a year.

"Scream," he stated, barely a command and I shook my head again. The kikai swarmed around my genitals, probing and not quite biting, but nipping enough to leave me stinging with a sudden surge of masochism that wanted more. Even when they pushed and prodded and finally spilled inside of me, I could feel my balls tighten at the same time my throat did. They seemed endless in the way they filled me, crawling around just inside my entrance and pushing it open for more to invade, finally cumulating to a point where I felt I was filled by a giant, living cock made of bugs.

"Make me come before I kill you, Aburame." I panted, my finely filed nails digging into the jacket at the boys shoulders and I knew I was bruising the skin hidden beneath enough to make it turn bright yellow and purple in the morning. There was no doubt about it as I stared at him with my desperate, blank white stare, bulging veins never fading as I tried to intimidate him. It didn't work, and my eyes flew open in surprise when I felt a few of the bugs force their way into my urethra, invading an area I certainly knew would never possibly be invaded. For a moment, my grip faltered, and I didn't even blink before I found myself pinned where the bug boy had been moments earlier.

"Scream, Hyuuga, before I kill you." His hands were around my neck and I could feel more of the bugs crawling over my body, under my clothes. Over my stomach, my back, my arms and hands and chest and nipples and up my neck to swarm over his own hands. My Byakugan faded in a fit of fear I had, and I thought for certain I was going to die. The bugs were everywhere, suffocating and intoxicating and touching me in ways no human would ever be able to touch me. I felt his thumb press into my windpipe, and I choked out a quiet plea that must have made me sound as pitiful as I looked - being held against a tree by a boy one year my junior with my cock out and my body covered in Kikai bugs, whimpering and whining and just about to come.

"N-no..." I tried, but he leaned in and bit my ear, making me wince before I felt his soft tongue lapping against the bitten flesh. His breath was hot and heavy and I realized that aside from the bugs, I could once again feel his cock against mine - the kikai swarmed over both of them in unison, and when I glanced down I saw them crawling inside and out of both our cocks. The site was enough, and the way they milked me and thrust into me and reached spots no human should touch was just too much.

I screamed.

I felt his hands tighten around my neck - I couldn't breath and the bugs didn't stop. I'd screamed, what he wanted, and he was still going to kill me? I felt so stupid, so helpless, and still so very, very close to coming that my fingers hooked onto the front of his jacket and hung on for dear life. The world seemed fuzzy, and the throbbing pain in my cock kept jerking my attention back to the present. I couldn't take anymore, and my hands moved down to grab both my cock and his. My hand encircled us both, the bugs moving and adjusting, and that bit of rough, calloused pressure was all I needed. I arched back and screamed again, and just as my balls tightened so painfully I felt I'd been kicked in them I felt it all shatter and break away - his hands fell away and the rush of blood to my head as the cum shot out of both our cocks seemed to intensify everything enough to make me pass out, but I endured.

I endured moaning and wailing and screaming the entire time, until I was spent and the world went black.

I woke up only moments later - I couldn't have been out for more than half a minute because all I'd managed to do was slump to the ground with my shorts around my knees. The bugs were gone, there was no sign of the aftermath. Only him standing there with his sunglasses on and holding my hitae-ate out to me. I took it and tied it on, standing on shaky legs that didn't want to work.

"You didn't kill me." I stated as flatly as I could, my heart still beating fast enough to drum inside my ears. He smirked at him and turned his back, looking up at the close to darkening sky - a sky that had turned red and purple and had only smatterings of it's original blue left.

"Actually, I did, Hyuuga. In case you didn't know, they call an orgasm the little death." There was a snort from him, and he seemed to disappear into the woods silently. I watched him leave before pulling up my shorts and getting my bearings, starting back towards the village on the ground instead of the trees. I didn't trust my legs enough to make the jumps.

"Shino?" I called out quietly, wondering if he'd disappeared.

"Yes, Neji?" He replied - I couldn't tell where he was, I was too disoriented.

"I'm going to be training here Tuesday, about the same time," I said quietly, and had there been a wind the words would have been easily lost in it. I was not so lucky.

"I know," he replied, and then I knew he was gone.