AN: Yaoi. Angst.
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Prompt: Neji couldn't let down his clan, but leaving them would rip his heart out.
ItaNejiGaa
Requester: Ero Chibi Chan
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How had it come to this? Where stoic glances had turned into heated stares, simple touches into gentle caresses. Rarely did they need to speak, looks and touch were more than enough.
They would never say those three little words, but they knew the feelings were there. They knew each other and themselves well. If he left, he would not return. They knew that and it pained them, yet they remained silent. It was his choice, his decision, and they would not begrudge him that.
To stay meant to betray his country and his clan. To stay could mean war between nations. To stay would mean to support a fugitive, a known killer.
A killer to the rest of the world, his lover behind closed doors.
They would not hold it against him, he knew. In remaining faithful to his clan he remained faithful to them. By leaving, he brought peace. By staying, he invited more trouble than was necessary. He knew it, they knew it; but it didn't stop it from hurting.
Their last night together was one of soft whispers and blazing emotions. Strong hands moved along his body, burning every inch of skin. Lips and teeth sucked and bit sensitive flesh. He writhed and moaned. Fingers dug into muscle, white eyes were milky silver and hooded. One moved inside of him, he moved inside of another. So much intense pleasure that the world and reality became a distant memory.
He heard words of love spoken and if he returned them he knew not; for he said many things that night. Hips gyrated, lips locked, tongues kneaded and fought for dominance. A hard thrust and he was shouting, crying out his lovers' names. He was letting this go; this happiness, this freedom. Willingly letting it go to throw himself back into his cage. The cage that he was born in. The cage where he belonged.
He wanted so badly to fly high with them as one. Knowing this was his last moment with them was tearing his heart to shreds.
Then he was climbing higher and higher. Nails raked and turned skin raw, heads tipped back and lips parted as their release came. Bodies shivered, grunts filled the air. They crashed together, remaining in each other's arms, light kisses trailing down still heated skin. White eyes closed and he did not fight the lone tear that immediately mingled with sweat.
He left in the morning, before the sun even had a chance to rise. They followed him to the gate quietly. Bag on his shoulder he turned to look at them one last time. One was tall with tanned skin and long black hair pulled back into a low ponytail. Obsidian eyes observed him carefully but what he was thinking not even he could determine. That one was a mystery even to him and he had sharp eyes.
The other was shorter and pale, with wild red hair and seafoam green eyes that were surrounded by dark rings. His expression was also difficult to determine but not impossible. His eyes were bright with the emotion he tried not to show.
He met their gazes only for a bit longer before turning to leave. Fate...truly was cruel sometimes.
"Neji."
He stopped and inclined his head in their direction, but did not speak.
"Do not think you have seen the last of us. One way or another."
The Hyuuga smiled at the purposefully cut off sentence.
"Very well." He said as he began his trek back to his village. "I'll be looking forward to coming home soon."