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Never Wanted To Dance
Chapter II: The Idea
"No. Frickin'. Way!" Shikamaru had been done laughing at the Hyuuga's pawn for a while now and was staring awestruck into his faded lavender eyes. "That would be so… gay!"
"It would NOT!" Neji insisted. "We can go to homecoming together. As partners- I mean, not in that way, but…" Neji hated feeling vulnerable.
"How is that…? I… Neji…" Shikamaru looked at him with desperate eyes; that mixture of beautiful brown. Shikamaru shook his head and placed his palms over his eyes to relax and ponder the situation.
"Shikamaru… it would be… everything will be just fine. It's just a stupid dance! If you don't like my idea, then come up with your own, I.Q. boy!" Neji's voice cracked on the last word.
"No," Shikamaru stood up, "I'm not going alone… and if that's your idea, or even what you want, I owe you a lot. You've been there for me so much lately." He paced for a moment, and suddenly and lazily walked up to Neji. He gently laid a hand on Neji's flawless white skin, making it burst to life like flames of red. His hands slid down to Neji's hips, gently locking his hands behind Neji, close to the end of his spine. Neji whipped out a short breath.
"You're my pretty lady, Hyuuga."