Hey everyone or anyone who still reads my stuff its been about five years since i did anything. I apologize i havent went a day without thinking about fanfiction. I hve read things in the past years and even write stuff i just havent had the time to do anything sonce i had started highschool. Mow that i graduated! (Yes !) i can try to put stuff up. First it will be short stories i wrote in the ten minutes i had in the week. But the uploads will be slow since i will be getting ready to enlist into the armed forces!
Yes soldiers like anime and manga too.
Yearning for comfort will be uploaded hopefully once i sort the chapters out(i wrote randomley) and suductress's human boy has six very long chapters ready but not converted to word yet(gomen). ;(. Plus the title will be changed as well as the first chapter i revised it since.
So sorry that i been absent just when my stories were going great! I dont even know if i still have the little fans i did have. But cant blame anyone but myself.
in place of all the missing work that will eventually be here I will present to you the first chapter of a story I thought of when I watched that amnesia movie with channing tatum and his wife. ENJOY!
Forgotten past love lost
BY TSUBAKI UCHIHA
CHAPTER ONE
Neji sat the window in the ten story New York style apartment looking down in the new dawn over Tokyo. He watched for a particular black Mercedes transporting a specific blonde.
He's been doing this since his roommate, Naruto, been going out with the rival company heir, Sasuke Uchiha. It wasn't that he didn't trust Naruto; so much as he despised the Uchiha.
It's been a year since the accident that erased Naruto's memory. Taken things away from Naruto that made him…him. Neji lost things as well since Naruto lost his memory. As tired as he was, he stayed at the window waiting for his roommate to arrive.
Neji had pulled another all-nighter he knew he was not in tiptop shape, working at namikaze enterprise all day then going to classes and then studying half the night. Not to mention watching over Naruto as well.
But neji didn't complain. He was use to multitasking, making exhaustion seem normal for him. He took his shower a while ago though the thick mass of long hair was going to take a long time to dry. Also he knew Naruto was one to take a long bath when he wanted to.
He spotted the sleek Mercedes-Benzes pull up in front of the apartment building. The door open, revealing a blonde mass of hair.
Naruto.
He got up from the window perch, crossing to his room. He didn't want to watch the transfer of affection that the accident robbed him of. One of the many things that was robbed by the accident and Sasuke Uchiha.
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After saying goodbye Naruto watched the dark vehicle drive away. He walked up the door of the hidden leaves suite and greeted a porky young man that mumbled to him.
"Hey Choji," Naruto grinned. "I brought a doggy bag from the restaurant; you can have if you want."
The heavyset doorman gleamed as if he just won a gift from kami himself. "Thanks Naruto, you're the best!"
"It's nothing," Naruto said sheepishly. "Say, when did neji-kun get back?" Naruto knew that neji came in very late yet able to get to work on time.
"Oh, he came in pretty early last night, at least for him, probably about 12 last night."
"Arigato Choji-san," Naruto nodded as he passed by Choji to trudge up the stairs.
Naruto came in and immediately went to the bathroom for a shower. He was sweaty and sticky with sweat and other things. He peeled off his clothes catching whiffs of Sasuke's cologne, making him think back earlier to Sasuke's muscular form, pinning him down as they—
Naruto gulped audibly. Every time he thought about Sasuke's body he got terribly weak kneed. But beside the strong images of Sasuke, he had gotten images that didn't make sense. They came so quick, Naruto felt lightheaded from it. He squeezed his eyes to calm him down.
He called his dad earlier to check in with his dad, who was stuck at work. His dad always was trying to be too love-devoted to his son. Being the heir of the most powerful company in the city his dad would pester him like a bee if he didn't contact him.
His dad always worried over him of his whereabouts and his personal life which annoyed Naruto. But he couldn't do anything about it. In college studying business and marketing never interest Naruto at all. He had a thing of marine biology though he would never say it. He wanted to make his dad proud of him, even if it means following in his dad footsteps.
Naruto hopped out the shower, feeling fresh and clean and toweled dried but left his hair wet. If Neji saw him he would have given him a lecture of properly drying himself off to avoid being sick. He chuckled as he carried his 5'9 lean frame toward Neji's bedroom.
He crept into Neji's room to find neji flat on his back dead asleep. His hair was long for a male. It stained the cream colored sheets like rivers of milk chocolate. Parts of neji hair laid little stiff and damp, giving a sign that neji just went to sleep. Naruto always wondered why neji worked so hard. He wanted to ask neji that so many times but it seemed that he knew the answer but couldn't recall it because of his amnesia. He stared at Neji's sleeping form, watching the muscles on Neji's chest constrict while he breathed.
Neji wasn't much for dressing up for sleeping so he wore only a pair of worn jeans. Naruto's eyes glanced back up to Neji's face, which was half covered in his bangs by the shortest ends possible for neji. Neji had a face of elegance, yet it was also the epitome of virility. His body was sculpted hard with muscles unlike Sasuke's sinewy muscles. Even with hair like that, no one could ever mistake Neji for a woman.
The mound of lashes covered the slight opening of his lids hiding the glint of shiny silver that was his eyes.
Before he knew it Naruto was touching Neji's face. It was firm and smooth yet softened somehow by sleep. It was so close in comparison to Sasuke's. But Neji's felt-felt—
Naruto stiffened the moment the flashes of images assaulted him. Finally he was able to catch one. A body with hard muscles like neji moved against his. He didn't understand. That wasn't Sasuke body. It felt far more familiar and yet a stranger. Naruto left Neji's room as quickly as he could. He didn't want neji to wake up and see him basically sprawled on him moaning.
When the accident occurred, the doctor said he had amnesia and might be permanent the looks on his parents faces were heart wrenching. Neji who claimed to be a friend and his roommate sat through all of it with the most tortured face. He tried to hide it in Naruto presence but Naruto could sense the anguish on him. Naruto never tried to pry in Neji's business though he felt the need to. Neji seemed to go through his owned hell and Naruto didn't know what to do.
He shook off the sad realization and decided to do something for Neji.