That had my mind squirming in the deepest gutters
Disclaimer: I don't own Lolita nor Naruto. (I wish I did)
Part 2!! I'm sorry it took so long, but I was busy with a ton of other stuff.
Gaara's POV
On the porch, I stood awkwardly, waiting for Hiashi to return. I couldn't help but fidget like a schoolboy, my eyes darting around raking my view for one more glace of Neji. Before I had the chance to start craning my neck and searching like a fool, Hiashi returned wearing a different suit and shoes.
"Please forgive my nephew for his unruly behavior," Hiashi asked imploringly. "He's always been a bit juvenile. I think I've spoiled him over the years."
The elder Hyuuga shook his head, frowning slightly. "I knew I should have raised him more strictly. I'll understand if you'd prefer to not stay-"
"I'll stay," I said quite abruptly. "It's no trouble, really." My dimwitted tongue had finally found words. It had seemed for a moment as if darling Neji had not only stolen my heart, but robbed me of speech as well!
Hiashi's face warmed into a small, yet pleased smile. "Very good. Well then, I suppose I'll show you to your room."
And that is how it all began.
The next morning I sat out on the steps of the west wing's back porch after breakfast, flipping casually through a local newspaper. The west wing was an older part of the grand house. The backyard was much more lush and cozy than the trimmed, modern yard I had seen the day before. There was a badminton net as well as a tire swing hanging from one of the few trees. I wondered if Hiashi even knew it was there. Surely the man would find it tacky and have it removed at once.
Neji had not been present at the table for breakfast, much to Hiashi's distaste, although he didn't voice it too strongly. Slightly disappointed, I remained seated through the meal until I could escape from the elder man's ceaseless chats that seemed to string together one after another.
So I was on the back porch where I would remain until 10, when I would have to go up to my office and actually begin my work. There were calls to make, papers to receive, proofread, send back, edit again, and argue over, until we felt as if we had squeezed every possible drop from the other side of the partnership, and we made them feel likewise. But it was a dangerous game; playing fickle with Hyuuga Corp. Who knew what the stern-faced Hyuuga tycoon was capable of- although, he was nothing but gracious smiles and conversations around me. Perhaps he wanted this business deal to work as much as my company did. Making personal connections is an intelligent move. But then again, Hiashi's an intelligent man, so it comes as no surprise.
"You're blocking the way."
My breath hitching, I looked up over the rims of my reading glasses to find Neji's pouting face, the slightest trace of irritation etched around his eyes. My outstretched legs were taking up a great deal of the stair. So I was in the way.
"Sorry," I replied quickly, immediately swinging my legs around to face forward.
"Thanks," the teen said, brushing past me.
He walked languidly over to the tire swing and clambered up to the very top, plopped down and began to rock back and forth. After a moment or so, I somehow managed to tear my eyes away and turn my attention back to the newspaper. I swung my legs up to where they had been resting before and leaned my head back, lulled by the steady creak of the swing.
Maybe five minutes passed. Maybe twenty. How long could a tire swing keep a person interested? But eventually the creaking slowed and stopped. I didn't look up, not wanting to appear guilty of interest.
He gave me a look and stepped daintily over my outstretched legs, the heel of his bare foot brushing my ankle. I suppressed a smile, and kept my eyes from following to the boy who had retreated inside the house.
About 15 minutes later, I found myself back upstairs in my room. I sat at the mahogany desk and sighed at the small stack of papers in front of me. There was no question that there would be many emails as well, but getting through the physical paperwork would be the worst of it.
I found myself drifting that afternoon. I couldn't help it. My angel and his friend were playing tennis, and I had a clear view of the court from my window. His friend had brown hair up in two buns and giggled and jumped every time she scored a point. After nearly an hour, they began wrapping the game up. I could see them talking, but I could only hear when they yelled. Neji squirted her in the face with his water bottle. The girl squeaked and gave him a playful whack in the head with her racket, before running away. She easily jumped the white picket fence and started down the sidewalk.
"See you later alligator!" she called.
My little nymph smirked and dried his face with a towel. "In a while crocodile!"
"Real soon Daniel Boon!"
"Get fucked, Daffy Duck!" he finished, laughing.
A smile tugged at my mouth. He was perfect. Crude, yes. But absolutely perfect.
To my surprise, he glanced up at the window, and suddenly I had the feeling he knew I'd been watching him the entire time. He smiled and waved at me. My heart did a nose dive and dipped back up. I waved slowly at him. I gazed through the window long after he was gone from the spot. It took me even more time to return to my work.
"Gaara, would you care to accompany me to dinner?"
In surprise, I turned to see the CEO standing at the bottom of the staircase.
"Thank you, Hiashi-sama," I replied, bowing politely, "but I have a lot of paperwork to finish tonight."
His face fell slightly in disappointment, but he hid it quickly.
"Alright then," he said, smiling. "Maybe some other time. And please; call me Hiashi."
I nodded and continued up the stairs, feeling a little uneasy. Hiashi was treating me more like a guest than a rival businessman. But the business meant little to me then. With Neji on my mind, little else mattered. Where was Neji, anyways? I hadn't seen him since he was playing tennis.
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