Hello and welcome to my first story! I really hope you like!
I wrote this mostly because this pairing doesn't get enough love.
Disclaimer: I DOES NOT OWNS THE NARUTO! If I did there would be WAAY more yaoi and yuri!
Warnings: THAR BE YAOI! If you don't like it, please don't come on here just to say how "immoral" it is! :P
PLEASE READ AND ENJOY!
He looked out the open window, letting the soft evening rain gently graze his pale features. The wind blew his hair this way and that, relishing in the fact that the silk brunette strands were free from their usual ponytail. Neji sighed when he heard a loud bell, signaling that someone was calling for him. The deep booming sound meant that it was coming from Hiashi-sama's office, he knew because whenever Hinata-sama rung, she did it more daintily as to not hurt her cousin's ears. Neji climbed down the stairs and moved swiftly through the Hyuuga mansion, passing the many doors until he reached his uncle's door. He knocked twice before entering.
"You called, Hiashi-sama?" He asked softly. The older man, who looked exactly like Neji's deceased father, turned around from his desk. He scowled when he saw Neji's un-groomed hair.
"Get dressed at once. We are having the Nara's over at dinner about Shikamaru and Hinata's arranged wedding. You are to be serving and they will be here in thirty minutes." With that the man shooed Neji away and continued doing whatever he was doing before speaking to the boy. Neji bowed slightly even though he wasn't seen and left the small office.
Yes, Hiashi was keeping his own nephew as a servant. This wasn't how the clan's elders wanted it. Not at all. Neji was not from the main family, that was correct, but the branch family were not to be treated as slaves. They were to be less powerful. Not pushed around like some old rag doll.
And it's all Hiashi's fault, Neji thought bitterly, raking an old, broken comb through his hair.
Neji lived in the attic with nothing but a small mattress a thin blanket, and a small desk that held a cracked, dirty mirror, some hygiene essentials, and a couple of personal items. He was only allowed to shower once a week. He was never allowed outside unless instructed to go.
Neji heard the doorbell ring and immediately left his desk to look out the window. There he saw two men who looked like they had better places to be and one woman who seemed to be shouting at the two men. He guessed they were the Nara's that his uncle had told him about. The brunette climbed down the three flights of stairs (Not including the ladder he used to get out of the attic.) to get to the first floor. He opened the door and bowed.
"Welcome to the Hyuuga household." He opened the door more to allow the guests inside. "Hinata-sama, Hiash-sama, and Hanabi-sama are getting ready for you're stay. please have a seat in the living area." The words left his mouth smoothly, having said them millions of times before. He lead the Nara's to the large living room and offered drinks. Once he was kindly denied, he bowed again and went to the kitchen to prepare appetizers.
As he walked into the kitchen, he couldn't help but feel eyes on him. He turned around slowly and discreetly and met the piercing dark brown eyes of the younger man. He felt a shiver run down his spine and continued on his way.
Dinner was going exactly the way they always did. Neji cooked, served, and cleaned. Hiashi talked to the adults. Hinata and Hanabi talked to the "Groom to be", Shikamaru, if Neji remembered correctly. Neji scowled when he noticed that the one who was staring at him was the one to be marrying Hinata. Of course it was quite obvious because the boy talking to Neji's cousin was definitely the youngest. But that didn't mean he couldn't be worried. Neji moved to the archway the led to the kitchen, leaning on it and looking at the young man that seemed not so caught up in the conversation.
The look that the ponytailed boy gave him was... Well he didn't know what it was. It wasn't exactly lust, but it was definitely something to be afraid of. Just thinking about it made him shiver, and not the good kind either. They were the kind you have when watching a scary movie. When something is about to happen, and you know it, you just don't know when.
Neji was pulled from his thoughts by his uncle.
"Neji, it's getting late. Show the Nara's to their guest rooms." Neji nodded. It was just then that he noticed he was staring at Shikamaru. And he was staring back.
Shivers.
Neji cursed himself for not having more composer and went to lead the way to a couple of the many spare rooms in the house. He showed Shikaku and Yoshino to the larger bedroom first, leaving him and Shikamaru walking through the empty halls alone. Neji thought the other teen was doing this on purpose. He continuously denied all the rooms that the long haired brunette offered.
"Is this room to your liking?" He asked, trying to sound as polite as possible in his oh so frustrated state. Shikamaru smirked.
"Well... I guess it's somewhat to my liking. I'll take it because I don't want to be too troublesome." Neji resisted the urge to sigh with relief. He nodded.
"The bathroom is down the hall, two doors to the right. If you need anything, ring the bell in the corner to contact me and I will be here as soon as possible." Neji bowed and left when Shikamaru nodded.
How annoying can one person be? Neji thought when he reached his room. He sat cross legged on the mattress, his elbows on his knees, his chin resting on his thumbs with his fingers interlaced in front of his mouth. He sat with a scowl clearly evident in his lips.
This Shikamaru person is definetly not the right one for Hinata and Neji knew it. He was strange. Neji didn't like him and he didn't exactly know why. Maybe it was the way he seemed to be forever bored. Maybe it was because he didn't seem to like Hinata. Maybe it was the way he stared at Neji.
He shivered. Yes, it was they way he stared. With those seemingly endless eyes. Those dark pools of tar. Those obsidian orbs of pure lust and sultry that stared directly into his soul, reading his fantasies and dreams, making them come to life.
Neji gasped when he heard the bell from Shikamaru's room ring. He looked at the clock to see that he had been thinking about another man's eyes for thirty minutes.
He gave an annoyed sigh when he noticed his quite prominent erection.
The process of Hinata getting married is not going to be a fun one.
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