Labor Force Liaison

((It’s good to hear I made someone smile. Makes me want to write more. I don’t like Kabuto much either. I just think he’s nice to look at. That’s why I won’t feel bad when I do bad things to him. Thanks for the reviews. Enjoy the next chap. Lemme know what you think.))

Chapter 7

This was truly horrendous. Shikamaru hadn’t done this much work in…well he’d never done this much work. He was truly pissed about it. Still, the amount of work allowed his plan to start perfectly. Now it was time to put it into action.

Shikamaru walked into Kabuto’s office rather rudely. He didn’t knock and decided to just walk by the secretary, ignoring her request to stop. She looked like a well-endowed statue anyway.
“I’m here for your computer. You’ll have to use the loaner computer while I work on it. You’ll get it tomorrow.”

Kabuto looked up from his paperwork, his eyes locking onto the technician. It took everything in Shikamaru not to scowl at that pervert.
“Can you not get my computer later? I’m not quite ready to part with it.”
“Can’t. You’re next. I’ll transfer anything you need onto the loaner.”
Kabuto’s eyes discreetly trailed over their technician as he spoke, not thinking much about what he was saying. He was the same one that was with Neji at the bar that night.
“One moment. I’ll have my secretary bring it to your office.”
Shikamaru knew what that meant. And he wasn’t taking the bait. Kabuto wanted to get rid of some things.
“I can wait.” Shikamaru said, taking a seat in front of Kabuto’s desk.
The executive didn’t look pleased. He must twitch his nose when he was irritated cause he was doing a lot. Kabuto rewarded the technician with an intimidating glare. He adjusted his glasses and went to work on his computer.
“I’ll just email all the necessary files to myself. A transfer won’t be required.” He said, his fingers flying over the keyboard. He was doing more than just emailing himself.
Shikamaru caught on to that quickly, but he didn’t say anything. What fun would it be if the asshole didn’t try to hide anything? He should get his best shot. Kabuto remained on his computer for a bit, trying to make Shikamaru sick of waiting. What he didn’t know was that the Nara was more than happy to wait. It was the least amount of work he had done all day. He could sit and nap while Kabuto ‘worked.’
“I’m finished. It’s all yours.”
Shikamaru looked up upon hearing those words, yawning. He watched the other for a moment and realized he was doing the same thing that Neji did. He didn’t know how to unhook it. The Nara rolled his eyes before standing up. He moved to Kabuto’s desk and started to unhook everything from the tower. All the while, Kabuto was taking a good look at the tanned skin exposed as Shikamaru bent over, trailing over to take a look at the Nara’s ass. He smiled in approval. The technician finished unhooking the computer and took it with him, anxious to get out of there. That guy gave him a really bad vibe.

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Shikamaru regretted giving Kabuto so much time to cover his tracks. He really made this troublesome. He couldn’t find anything worth mentioning. No excessive amounts of porn, no incriminating stories, nothing. The lazy Nara was in one of Neji’s very familiar positions, laying face down in his keyboard.
“How’s it going?”
The technician looked up at Neji, standing over him with a very hopefully look on his face. Shikamaru just snorted.
“He’s clean? No way. He’s a filthy pervert.”
“I…gave him time to cover his tracks. I thought I could still find it. He knew we were friends, already.”
Neji looked pissed. He looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to their conversation, before leaning down closer to Shikamaru. His jaw was tight. The Nara knew what that meant.
“What the fuck were you thinking? Why didn’t you just grab it? You know he probably erased everything.”
Shikamaru sighed, accepting the harsh words with little resistance. He could already see those veins.
“I could have still found it if he just erased it. Computers don’t erase everything.”
That answer didn’t ease the tension out of Neji’s face.
“Alright, fucker. Then find it.”
Shikamaru sat up finally, giving the Hyuuga a bored frown.
“I will.”
Neji started to gesture to his face his lip twitching a little
“You have a little…right side of your mouth.” Neji continued to gesture toward Shikamaru’s face, starting to snicker at the crusty, white, powdery substance near the Nara’s mouth.
“I knew you were sleeping, you lazy asshole.” Neji accused, pointing a finger at the other.
Shikamaru wiped his mouth before rolling his eyes. He didn’t look impressed. He smirked a little and gestured to a box of powdered donuts on the other side of him.
“Bullshit.” Neji called out immediately.
The Hyuuga leaned over to investigate the box, before punching Shikamaru lightly in the arm.
“Liar. It’s not even opened.”
“Details, details. Go finish your work. I have more to do. We’ll talk at your place afterwards.”

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“I know…don’t touch anything.”
Neji looked at Shikamaru funny before shaking his head.
“I was going to say you can set that down over there. You obviously know not to touch anything.” The Hyuuga pointed out, smirking at Shikamaru.
The technician still wasn’t impressed. Regardless, he sat Kabuto’s tower beside Neji’s then plopped down on the couch.
“He did a good job clearing his tracks. Where else could that asshole hide important information?” Shikamaru complained, sinking deeper into the couch.
The Hyuuga thought silently while the Nara groaned. Neji felt bad. Shikamaru was putting a lot of work into this and it was all for him. He stood up and moved behind the couch. Shikamaru’s eyes popped open. Hands slid over his shoulders. A groan slipped out.
“So you checked the hard drive?” Neji muttered near the Nara’s ear.
Shikamaru was much more focused on the massage and Neji’s mouth to really comprehend the question. He replied eventually.
“I checked every byte.”
Neji grew quiet again, his fingers working at Shikamaru’s shoulders.
“Doesn’t he have that email program….like…the one where all the stuff is saved on the computer. You check that?”
That perked Shikamaru’s interest. He was sure it was password protected, but it was worth a try.
“I didn’t. Password. We can try to crack it or something.”
It took Shikamaru a moment for his mind to actually catch up to what was actually going on.
“Why didn’t I think of that earlier? I can crack Outlook. It’s not a difficult program.” Shikamaru said, straightening up. He still wasn’t moving however. The massage was still going on. He could wait.
Neji caught on to why Shikamaru hadn’t move to the computer, and laughed. The Hyuuga stopped and gave the lazy Nara a light shove.
“Go work on that.”
Shikamaru sighed, moving over to switch on Kabuto’s computer after hooking it up to Neji’s monitor. The sound of clacking keys drummed about the room accompanied by the rhythmic grunts of frustration Shikamaru was making.
“Troublesome…”
The Nara cracked the password with a bit of work, but seemed disappointed. Nothing immediately jumped out at him as incriminating.
“Neji. Look through this stuff.”

The Hyuuga walked over, crouching over Shikamaru’s shoulder to look.
“Maybe he really didn’t have anything incriminating.” Neji muttered, scratching his head in surprise. He was sure Kabuto had something that could be used against him.
“Okay, plan B.” Shikamaru said, rubbing his temples in irritation. Atleast he already had something else planned…sort of.
“It’s true karma. He drugged you…we can drug him. We can get some incriminating photos or something. Threaten to give them to a newspaper or something.”
Neji’s interest was gained after that. An evil little smirk spread across his face that was unsettling to even Shikamaru.
“You shouldn’t look like that. It doesn’t suit you.”
“Be happy you got me off beating his ass for now. I still reserve that right if this doesn’t work out by the way. If I’m gonna lose my job, he’s gotta lose some teeth at least.”
Shikamaru shook his head, laughing at the violent streak Neji had. It was funnier because the Hyuuga looked completely serious.
“What? I’m serious.”
Shikamaru just laughed harder, earning a weird look from Neji.
“Yeah. I know.”
Once the Nara finished laughing hysterically, a small silence set in. Neji was starting to look uncomfortable, and Shikamaru really didn’t feel like saying something to ease the tension.
“Look. I didn’t mean—“
Shikamaru put a finger to Neji’s lips as he leaned toward him, silencing the other.
“I know. I liked it, though. I think you liked it, too.” Shikamaru whispered, leaning closer to Neji.
The Hyuuga’s eyes were locked onto his, nothing more than a frightened deer in Shikamaru’s opinion. The lazy Nara continued to lean forward while Neji leaned back. There came a point where the Hyuuga couldn’t move back anymore. That’s when Shikamaru gained control. His lips covered Neji’s in a simple kiss, before starting to deepen it. The Hyuuga didn’t resist, and was soon kissing back. Shikamaru trailed down to his neck, kissing the exposed skin while his hands roamed downward.
“We can’t. Not all the way. I’m not ready for that.” Neji panted, his head thrown back.
“Fine.” Shikamaru muttered against the warm flesh of the Hyuuga’s neck.
Shikamaru didn’t stop. His tongue was still hard at work, sliding down to Neji’s collarbone.
“Why are you--?”
The technician silenced the other with the same finger.
“We’re not going all the way. Relax.”
Neji watched Shikamaru closely, paying attention to the mouth on his collar and the hands sliding his shirt off. The Hyuuga didn’t stop him. Shikamaru moved back for a moment to take in what he saw.
“You really work out.” Shikamaru whispered, though it was loud enough for Neji to hear.
The Nara ran his finger down Neji’s chest then down his abs. Neji looked away, a small pout on his face.
“Will you stop staring? This is awkward enough.” Neji complained, trying to hide the panting he was doing.
Shikamaru snorted, reaching down to remove his own shirt.
“Better?” he muttered, leaning down to kiss along the Hyuuga’s chest.
Neji was staring. He wasn’t built like some computer geek; that was for sure. His thoughts were cut short when his pants were unbuttoned.
“What are you doing?” Neji panicked, staring at the technician, who obviously wasn’t paying attention.
Shikamaru’s tactic worked. He just planned to kiss downward until Neji lay back, and it worked. The Nara’s tongue had the other squirming, as it now traced along his abs. Neji was his. He removed those pants and boxers that were really getting in his way. Neji badly wanted to speak up. He just couldn’t. Shikamaru’s hands had gone lower. The Hyuuga just bit at his lip. The Nara’s hand massaged Neji’s length firmly, like he was trying to memorize it. That hand was driving the other crazy.
“Calm down.” The lazy Nara whispered, hot breath raking over the sensitive skin.
When did Shika’s head get so close to his crotch? Neji was getting impatient.
“What do you want me to do?” He whispered, making sure he moved closer to Neji’s length.
“You know…” Neji replied, giving the other the best glare he could muster. Shikamaru had seen more intimidating ones.
“I don’t.”
Neji was silent and Shikamaru was stationary.
“I want you to…you know…suck it or something.” Neji said, his face reddening.
Shikamaru loved it. He loved having power of the Hyuuga.
“Suck what?”
Another silence. Shikamaru started to pull away. Neji broke.
“My dick, cock, penis. Whatever! Just don’t fuckin’ leave.”
Shikamaru laughed at how uncomfortable yet horny Neji was. It was a definite turn-on. Regardless, he had to grant that request. He leaned down, taking said cock into his mouth. Shikamaru had to look up briefly just to see what kind of face the other was making. It was cute. It was like he saw a ghost, but the ghost was sucking him off. He pulled away a bit, his tongue coming out to do its own memorizing. It ran over every inch of Neji’s cock before he went back to work. All that crap Kabuto put him through, Shikamaru had to make him forget about it. His mouth was doing just that. It wasn’t long before Neji was starting to groan. He didn’t want this to end, but Neji was just about there. Shika could see the Hyuuga’s muscles tightening and the pulse from his length let him know Neji wouldn’t last long. He could hear the fabric of the couch being gripped and there was a strong arm pressed against his head. Just like that it was over.
Neji lay there in post-orgasmic bliss, staring up at his ceiling.
“What about you?” Neji managed to ask, wetting his suddenly dry lips.
Shikamaru wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, smirking.
“I’m fine. I have to go.”
Shikamaru wanted Neji to just think about this…to get him comfortable with the idea. They had plenty of time. He could wait. Neji lay there still, smirking just a bit as Shikamaru headed for the door.
“See you tomorrow.” Neji spoke up, his eyes on the Nara as the door opened.
“Yeah. See you then.”