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The Confession
A/N: This chapter is a bit shorter than the rest have been. Important plot development here, people. I hope you enjoy. Hello Tyra and Jade Rose! ^_^
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Neji poured a cup of junmai-shu for Shikamaru, and one for himself. He handed the cup to the Nara. “Kanpai”, he stated, and Shikamaru raised his cup before downing its contents in a single go.
“We’re going to need bigger cups.”
“Speak for yourself, Nara.” Neji took in the vision of Shikamaru, lying across his couch in slippers, two extra buttons on his damp white shirt undone. Gods, Neji thought to himself. It’s almost too much.
Almost.
“Shikamaru, why don’t you take your hair out of that tie? I told you to make yourself comfortable.” Neji desperately wanted to see Shikamaru with his hair down. He fought the urge to bite his lip again.
“If there are any more bottles of junmai-shu around here you may wind up with a naked Nara on your hands. My hair out of its tie would be the least of it.” Shikamaru reached for the yokan without looking at the Hyuuga.
Good thing, too, because the man had lost the battle with his urge to bite his lip again and was presently shuddering at the Nara’s last statement. Doesn’t he realize what he’s doing?
Perhaps not, Neji countered in his mind. He’s presently…preoccupied.
It was time to investigate. The Hyuuga got up to retrieve an extra bottle of sake and set it gently on the tray in front of the Nara. “Okay. More sake, just as you requested. Now talk.”
The Nara finished his yokan and sighed. “I can’t talk right now, I’m still processing.”
Neji wondered to himself how much more processing the man would require on two bottles of junmai-shu and a platter of sweets.
“Well then, listen.” Neji drank his sake. “You were rather brash with the lady this evening, don’t you think? It wasn’t like you at all.”
“She had it coming.” The Nara’s voice sounded tired.
“How is that?” Neji asked.
“Are you serious? Do you of all people really need to ask? The nerve of that elderly panderer to think she could even afford my ass, much less yours and mine.”
At this declaration, Neji smirked. “Touché, Nara.”
“Tonight was just bizarre, Neji. We were in that restaurant, what—25 minutes, give or take?! I mean, I’ve experienced a lot of stuff, but tonight…” Shikamaru gulped from the bottle.
Neji saw his opening, and went for it. “Like what happened in the men’s bathroom?”
At that question, the Nara visibly stiffened. Not yet, he thought to himself. “I’m not ready to talk about that.” Shikamaru drank more sake.
“Did he touch you?” Neji pressed. He needed to know. Shikamaru looked at the Hyuuga, who sat there, waiting.
“Neji—“ the Nara began.
“Did he?” Neji couldn’t hide the urgency in his voice. He was past caring. He would find the man and kill him willingly if he had so much as put one finger on the Nara.
“I—no, he never laid a hand on me.”
Now we’re getting somewhere, Neji thought to himself. “Is that why you’re upset? Did you want him to touch you?”
“No!” Shikamaru got up from the couch, sake bottle in hand, and looked at Neji. Beautiful Neji, he thought to himself, and his expression softened. Gods avail me, I am lost.
“No one touched anyone”, the Nara managed in a calm, quiet voice. Neji pondered this for a moment. No one touched anyone--else…?
The Nara looked so vulnerable standing there, so beautiful.
“Tell me what happened, Nara.” It was the drop-dead sexy voice from the phone that Shikamaru couldn’t resist. He turned away from Neji in an attempt to hide his reaction. The Hyuuga did not move from his spot, but simply waited, taking in the way Shikamaru’s shoulders tapered to his trim waist and the swell of round buttocks.
“He—the blond, he followed me into the bathroom and started jacking off. I got weirded out and was going to leave, but he begged me not to. S-so I stayed.”
Neji’s eyes grew wide. “He begged you?”
“Yeah, he said he just wanted to look at me.”
I can’t say I blame him, Neji thought to himself. “And did you look at him, Shikamaru?”
The Nara didn’t answer, but turned the bottle of sake up to his lips and emptied it, rubbing the excess from his mouth with the back of his hand and setting the empty bottle on a nearby table.
“Answer me.” It was the voice again.
Shikamaru closed his eyes. Gods, have mercy. “Yes.”
Neji furrowed his brows and bit his lip again. He couldn’t believe he missed that scene! “How did it make you feel?” he asked calmly.
“How do you think?!” Shikamaru responded.
But the Hyuuga wasn’t deterred. “I want to hear you tell me Nara. And don’t mince words, this isn’t the time and you know I’ll see right through it.”
Shikamaru stiffened again. He’s right, damn him. If I lie about this, he’ll know the instant the words slip from my mouth, especially now. Shikamaru sighed. “I-I wasn’t going to stay. I couldn’t resist the pleading I heard in his voice, and then…”
“Go on.”
He talked dirty to me—about you. It turned me on. A lot. “I left when I realized I-I liked watching him. I felt weird, dirty. Ashamed.” I cheated on you.
Neji got up from his spot on the other couch and walked over to Shikamaru. Using a hand on the Nara’s shoulder, he turned him so that they faced each other. Shikamaru wouldn’t look Neji in the eye, so Neji gently tilted his face to meet his.
“You have nothing to be ashamed of, Shikamaru.”
At that the Nara snorted, trying to turn away again, but Neji would not allow him to.
“Why does your sexuality make you so uncomfortable? What are you afraid of, Nara?”
Shikamaru crossed his arms in front of his chest. He wasn’t ready to have this conversation with Neji, not now. He couldn’t see a way to avoid it, though. Shikamaru sighed. “Neji, if I were gay, would you still want to be my partner?”
Neji’s gaze did not falter even a fraction. For a few moments, neither man spoke a word. Is he joking? “If I were gay, would you still want to be mine?” Neji countered. “I believe that is the appropriate question, all things considered.”
Shikamaru’s eyes grew wide. “What are you trying to say, Hyuuga?”
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A/N: Cliffhanger—TA-DA! I know, why did I do it, right? Well, I wanted to do something that might make you come back for more. The next chapter is ready, and on its way. Please stay tuned and be sure to review!
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Neji poured a cup of junmai-shu for Shikamaru, and one for himself. He handed the cup to the Nara. “Kanpai”, he stated, and Shikamaru raised his cup before downing its contents in a single go.
“We’re going to need bigger cups.”
“Speak for yourself, Nara.” Neji took in the vision of Shikamaru, lying across his couch in slippers, two extra buttons on his damp white shirt undone. Gods, Neji thought to himself. It’s almost too much.
Almost.
“Shikamaru, why don’t you take your hair out of that tie? I told you to make yourself comfortable.” Neji desperately wanted to see Shikamaru with his hair down. He fought the urge to bite his lip again.
“If there are any more bottles of junmai-shu around here you may wind up with a naked Nara on your hands. My hair out of its tie would be the least of it.” Shikamaru reached for the yokan without looking at the Hyuuga.
Good thing, too, because the man had lost the battle with his urge to bite his lip again and was presently shuddering at the Nara’s last statement. Doesn’t he realize what he’s doing?
Perhaps not, Neji countered in his mind. He’s presently…preoccupied.
It was time to investigate. The Hyuuga got up to retrieve an extra bottle of sake and set it gently on the tray in front of the Nara. “Okay. More sake, just as you requested. Now talk.”
The Nara finished his yokan and sighed. “I can’t talk right now, I’m still processing.”
Neji wondered to himself how much more processing the man would require on two bottles of junmai-shu and a platter of sweets.
“Well then, listen.” Neji drank his sake. “You were rather brash with the lady this evening, don’t you think? It wasn’t like you at all.”
“She had it coming.” The Nara’s voice sounded tired.
“How is that?” Neji asked.
“Are you serious? Do you of all people really need to ask? The nerve of that elderly panderer to think she could even afford my ass, much less yours and mine.”
At this declaration, Neji smirked. “Touché, Nara.”
“Tonight was just bizarre, Neji. We were in that restaurant, what—25 minutes, give or take?! I mean, I’ve experienced a lot of stuff, but tonight…” Shikamaru gulped from the bottle.
Neji saw his opening, and went for it. “Like what happened in the men’s bathroom?”
At that question, the Nara visibly stiffened. Not yet, he thought to himself. “I’m not ready to talk about that.” Shikamaru drank more sake.
“Did he touch you?” Neji pressed. He needed to know. Shikamaru looked at the Hyuuga, who sat there, waiting.
“Neji—“ the Nara began.
“Did he?” Neji couldn’t hide the urgency in his voice. He was past caring. He would find the man and kill him willingly if he had so much as put one finger on the Nara.
“I—no, he never laid a hand on me.”
Now we’re getting somewhere, Neji thought to himself. “Is that why you’re upset? Did you want him to touch you?”
“No!” Shikamaru got up from the couch, sake bottle in hand, and looked at Neji. Beautiful Neji, he thought to himself, and his expression softened. Gods avail me, I am lost.
“No one touched anyone”, the Nara managed in a calm, quiet voice. Neji pondered this for a moment. No one touched anyone--else…?
The Nara looked so vulnerable standing there, so beautiful.
“Tell me what happened, Nara.” It was the drop-dead sexy voice from the phone that Shikamaru couldn’t resist. He turned away from Neji in an attempt to hide his reaction. The Hyuuga did not move from his spot, but simply waited, taking in the way Shikamaru’s shoulders tapered to his trim waist and the swell of round buttocks.
“He—the blond, he followed me into the bathroom and started jacking off. I got weirded out and was going to leave, but he begged me not to. S-so I stayed.”
Neji’s eyes grew wide. “He begged you?”
“Yeah, he said he just wanted to look at me.”
I can’t say I blame him, Neji thought to himself. “And did you look at him, Shikamaru?”
The Nara didn’t answer, but turned the bottle of sake up to his lips and emptied it, rubbing the excess from his mouth with the back of his hand and setting the empty bottle on a nearby table.
“Answer me.” It was the voice again.
Shikamaru closed his eyes. Gods, have mercy. “Yes.”
Neji furrowed his brows and bit his lip again. He couldn’t believe he missed that scene! “How did it make you feel?” he asked calmly.
“How do you think?!” Shikamaru responded.
But the Hyuuga wasn’t deterred. “I want to hear you tell me Nara. And don’t mince words, this isn’t the time and you know I’ll see right through it.”
Shikamaru stiffened again. He’s right, damn him. If I lie about this, he’ll know the instant the words slip from my mouth, especially now. Shikamaru sighed. “I-I wasn’t going to stay. I couldn’t resist the pleading I heard in his voice, and then…”
“Go on.”
He talked dirty to me—about you. It turned me on. A lot. “I left when I realized I-I liked watching him. I felt weird, dirty. Ashamed.” I cheated on you.
Neji got up from his spot on the other couch and walked over to Shikamaru. Using a hand on the Nara’s shoulder, he turned him so that they faced each other. Shikamaru wouldn’t look Neji in the eye, so Neji gently tilted his face to meet his.
“You have nothing to be ashamed of, Shikamaru.”
At that the Nara snorted, trying to turn away again, but Neji would not allow him to.
“Why does your sexuality make you so uncomfortable? What are you afraid of, Nara?”
Shikamaru crossed his arms in front of his chest. He wasn’t ready to have this conversation with Neji, not now. He couldn’t see a way to avoid it, though. Shikamaru sighed. “Neji, if I were gay, would you still want to be my partner?”
Neji’s gaze did not falter even a fraction. For a few moments, neither man spoke a word. Is he joking? “If I were gay, would you still want to be mine?” Neji countered. “I believe that is the appropriate question, all things considered.”
Shikamaru’s eyes grew wide. “What are you trying to say, Hyuuga?”
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A/N: Cliffhanger—TA-DA! I know, why did I do it, right? Well, I wanted to do something that might make you come back for more. The next chapter is ready, and on its way. Please stay tuned and be sure to review!