A/N: I really have nothing to say...Haven't had time to do much and I have tons of alerts of stories I need to read T.T Sorry!
The plot...I have no idea. It's odd but I love it.
Warning: Cussing.
Disclaimer: I don't own.
7:00 am.
"I'm cold."
"The car is heating up, will you calm down," The brown haired teen snapped, puffing his cigarette as he waited for his car to warm up. "Maybe if you wore proper clothing you wouldn't be so cold."
"I absolutely refuse to look like a marshmallow for the sake of body heat."
"You are so shallow Neji."
"And so damn proud of it Shikamaru."
"Were the fuck are they?" Shika whined, laying his head on the steering wheel, the white stick poking through his full lips. Neji leaned over and turned on the heat knob, relaxing suddenly in his seat as the car thawed out.
"Naruto is probably trying to find clean underpants. Sasuke is most likely doing his own hair or fighting with his brother over bathroom time, and Sai is coming down the street now."
"I'm leaving without the two lovebirds then."
"That's mean."
"I don't care. I told them to be here fifteen minutes ago."
"We only just walked to the car three minutes ago."
"Shut up Hyuga."
"Make me Nara," Neji glared turning his head to the car door opening and closing behind him. "Hey Sai."
"Where is dick-less and homo?"
"Fucking," Shikamaru stated slowly pulling out of the parking spot of the apartment complex. "So while they make butt sex, we are going to school like good people of society."
"But Shika, they are running down the sidewalk now," The socially awkward male muttered, laying his head against the car seat and watching a frantic blond beating on the side of the car.
"NARA FUCKING OPEN THIS DOOR N-," The screams ended as the car came to a sudden halt and the blonde fell into it with a thud. All three in the car simply stayed seated, listening to Naruto violently cussing them all out while Sasuke helped him off the ground and into the back seat.
"Good morning Naruto," Sai whined, cuddling up to said blonde.
"Five, four, three, two-"
"-Sai please refrain yourself from touching my property," Sasuke snapped, reaching his hand over the seat and smacking the artist off of his boyfriend. Neji spun around in his seat, glaring at the Uchiha.
"You cut me off."
"Your point?"
"Like your pants today. Shows off your thighs quite nicely but I do think I see a smudge of white near the zipper Uchiha."
"Neji!" Naruto squealed quickly covering the smudge with his palm. "Don't be staring at his crouch, your lover wouldn't like that to much would he."
"Hm," Neji turned back in his seat, but not until he noticed how ridged Shikamaru had gotten. He placed his hand on his best friend's forehead quickly. "Shika, are you feeling well? Maybe you should skip classes today. I can give you all the notes from the lectures." His voice dripping with concern.
Shika simply shook his head, but inwardly his stomach was churning. Neji had another lover. Another one was beating him at his own game, and his ego was silently breaking into half again along with his heart. He had it all in his mind. Today he was going to corner Neji that evening when they were studying and kiss him on the lips. Kisses like that seemed to show others your love for them, or so it seemed in the films he watched about loving people who might love you back, but that was the problem. Neji had no idea Shika even took a romantic interest in him at all. Shika, or so it seemed to him, was simply Neji's best friend. The boy who heard all the sexy tales or the one to hold the Hyuga when another person broke his heart. Quite simply, Shika had to fix the man he was in love with every time he fell and never get anything back beside a hug. Wouldn't Neji realize the perfect guy for him was sitting next to him? That Shika would treat him like the angel he was.
"Yeah I'm okay," Shika muttered, taking in a deep drag from his cigarette before flicking it out the window and rolling it up to keep Sasuke relatively warm.
"Are you sure," Neji leaned his face closer to Shika's, not noticing the other breath quicken.
"Yeah..."Shika breathlessly responded, quickly missing Neji touching his cool skin.
The rest of the drive was relatively silent, minus small nagging between Naruto and Sasuke about "property". Soon Shika pulled into Konaha University and stepped out of his car and walking quickly to class.
"Shika! Wait for me!" He around to see Neji strutting towards him looking very aggravated. "Why didn't you help me out of the car? I have this huge project and you just left!"
"Sorry Neji. I was daydreaming again," He lied. Shika knew Neji was planning on meeting his new toy and he had no interest in meeting the guy that was going to hurt his precious angel. He grabbed the canvas and made his way to the Art Department with Neji at his side.
"Thank you Shika," Neji finally replied taking back the canvas and walking into his section of the studio. Shikamaru was always amazed at Neji's work. The man had a way of capturing things beautifuly and blending colours to create a dream image that anyone could enjoy. His eyes fell on one that was a scene of beautiful blue hues and white tints.
"I like this one," He lazily pointed at the piece.
"Good, it's for you anyways," Neji muttered taking it down and replacing it with a blank canvas. "You an have it after the art show Shika.
"Thanks," He smiled before turning to walk to the English Department.
"Shika!"
"What?" He asked before feeling hands wrap around his waist as he slowly turned around.
"Why did you leave so soon? I wanted your opinion on another piece!"
"Sorry Neji but I-"
"-Who the hell is that?" Shika froze in mid sentence seeing a short crimson head stomping their way. Neji quickly let go and ran to the red head throwing his arms around him.
"Gaara this is Shika."
"Oh, the best friend," He snarled eying Shika up and down.
"Yeah, got to go. See you later Neji," He turned around but not quick enough to avoid seeing his Neji pressing his lips against the new boy toy. His heart stung with a painful grab, but he learned to ignore that. His mind was clouded with images of Neji and Gaara until he finally made it to his classroom, preparing for another lecture on the wonders that was Literature.
7:00 pm.
"Did you do the dishes?"
"Yes."
"Did you take out the trash for me?"
"Yes.
"Did you pick up your laundry, your room was a mess."
"Yes."
"Did you have hot steamy sex with Temari after class today?"
"Yes."
"Did Sakura join in yes?"
"Yes."
"SHIKAMARU NARA!" Said boy jumped from the couch and turned to face a very angry Hyuga.
"What Neji?"
"Were you even listening to me?"
"Yes!"
"Then what the hell was my last question?"
"Stop nagging me like my mother. I moved away from home for a reason," He muttered but couldn't help realizing how cute Neji looked like when he was agitated. The pale boy's flesh had become a shade of red and Shika couldn't help but walk over and lay his head on the others shoulder. "Sorry baby, can you ever forgive me?"Sarcasm dripping from his voice.
"Hm."
"Sasuke."
"Excuse me?"
"That is Sasuke noise loser," He muttered making his way to his bathroom. "Bring me a towel please!" He called, shutting the door behind him. He turned on the shower letting steam slowly roll through the air. After removing his clothing he stepping into the hot water, feeling his muscles relax instantly. Today had been a drag, Asuma had given them a 7000 word essay by Friday, Choji had talked non stop about that hot Ino chick who was in his medical classes, and Neji had been of snogging Gaara whenever Shika went to go see him.
Neji moving those pale lips against the others lips. Neji had been grabbing the others waist and grinding them with his together in the bathroom corner when they both thought they were alone. His Neji had been moaning into him and Gaara's sensual kisses and it made his blood boil in rage.
"Shika! Unlock the door!" He sighed and walked out of the shower and swung the door open, completely forgetting he was naked and dripping wet on their tile. He saw Neji's eyes grow wide and it soon hit him that he was cold and very much naked.
"Neji can I have the towel?"
"Y-yes here," He slowly handed it to the other but his lips were smashed against Shika's. The Nara moved his lips slowly against the others, emerging himself in this wonderful feeling of kissing Neji, but his pleasure was short lived.
"Stop!" Neji snapped shoving the other away from him and looking confused. "What the hell was that Shikamaru?"
"I-I tripped."
"On what?"
"My pants," He let his foot nudge the black jeans laying inches from his feet.
"Shika, are you okay? You look pale?" Neji quickly changed his tone and ran back over to his friend, feeling his forehead.
"I'm sick," Shika snapped running back in the shower and slamming the glass door shut.
"I'll bring you some tea Shika," Neji whispered leaving the bathroom and allowing Shika to finish his shower.
He let out a breath upon hearing Neji leave and quickly continued his shower. Once finished he put on his robe and walked into the kitchen to find Neji mixing honey in peppermint tea.
"Here," Neji handed it to him, his eyes filled with concern.
"Thanks, I'm going to go lay down."
"Do you need anything else Shika?"
"No, thank you Neji," He whispered walking down their flat to his room and opening the door. He set his tea on the nite stand and flipped on the television, while laying down sipping the tea.
It was now set to him perfectly. Neji didn't like him. He had pulled away from the short kiss and this tore at his heart even more. Neji could fall in love with assholes who will only make him cry but he couldn't love Shika. The man who had been by his side since they were eleven and twelve. Now ten years later Neji still couldn't see Shika there, wanting to love him, to hold him, to kiss him everywhere, and to cherish him like the precious person he was. Tears began to fill his eyes, but were quickly wiped away as he allowed sleep to come upon him.
The television continued to blare.
Please citizens, please listen to this warning! A terrorism act has been threatened! Please refrain from using public transportation until the government says other wise. This is a serious threat and should not be taken lightly.
