Make Your Move

But Don't Stop


Chapter Summary: Neji and Shikamaru's first date doesn't go as well as they had hoped for... but then, do first dates ever go well?

Chapter Pairing(s): Neji x Shikamaru, Chouji x Ino, and the infamous Shino x Kiba.

Chapter Rating: Moderate M, for language and adult themes.

Author's Notes: Ahm'geezus, I'm so sorry! I'm so so so so sorry that it's taken me so eff'ing long to get the next chapter out! I mean, it's been, what, over two months since I updated!? (I doubt anyone was waiting, but that's okay) So... yeah. Here you have it. A bit of humor (well, attempted humor, since that's not what I'm good what) and a dash of smut, and you can thank Kiba for the fact that there isn't more of it, this chapter.

On a side-note, I think I have finally figured out the shippers of this pairing. Neji x Shikamaru fans seem to like happy endings and stories where Neji and/or Shikamaru don't go insane, end up dead, or otherwise in another type of not-happy-ending. Chapters that are too long generally don't get read.

Now that I know that, I'll try to cater more towards your preferences, and save my dark-streak for the Shino x Kiba pairing, which is a bit more open to the dark!fics I like to write.

Disclaimer: Rawr. That's all I've gotta say.


chapter six


"Hinata-sama, I have to cancel our Shogi lesson tonight."

Hinata watched her cousin dig through his closet, pulling out an evening yukata, holding it up to himself, then discarding it with a muttered, "Too formal."

"Th-that's fine, Neji-n-niisan," she said. He wrestled out an old suit and frowned at it for a moment, then tossed it aside as well. "A-are you going somewhere?"

Neji nodded absently, tugging a plain dress shirt that matched his eyes out. "Do you think this looks good on me?" he asked, holding it up to himself. Hinata tilted her head to one side, blinking.

"It's very flattering," she answered, "Are you going somewhere?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah," he shrugged, "I have a date."

"O-oh!" she grinned, "With Shikamaru-kun?"

He nodded, digging through his drawers. "Black or blue?" he prompted, holding up two pairs of boxers in said colors.

"N-N-N-N-N-Neji-niis-san!" Hinata stuttered, sporting a brilliant blush.

"Just a joke, Hinata-sama," Neji chuckled, tossing the black pair on the bed with the shirt, folding the blue ones and depositing them in the drawer, closing it with a hip. Hinata took a few calming breaths, her face fading back to a faint pink.

"I'm so happy for you," she smiled, "I hope you have a good evening! What are you planning on d-doing with Shikamaru-kun?"

"Dinner and sex."

"N-N-N-Neji-niisan!" Another brilliant blush engulfed her face.

"You asked," he shrugged, tossing a pair of black slacks onto the pile of clothes on his bed. "Should I wear my hair up, or down?"

Hinata thought about it. "I-I'm not sure..."

"I guess I'll wear it up," Neji sighed, pulling it out and running a brush through it thoughtfully, "He might think I'm trying too hard if I do something with it. ... oh, but what if he thinks I don't care enough because I wear it the same as always? Damnit."

His cousin giggled and he pointedly glared at her.

"What?"

"S-sorry, Neji-niisan," she laughed, "I was just wondering if Shikamaru-kun is worrying about his appearance as much as you are..."

Neji snorted. "I highly doubt it. In all likelihood, he'll show up in his chuunin vest."

She giggled. "Probably."

Neji sighed; "All right, time for you to get out... I have to change and finish getting ready."

"W-wait! Where are you going for dinner?" she protested.

"I haven't decided yet. Out."

"There's a nice place that just opened in the market district-"

"Wonderful. Thankyou. We'll check it out. Goodnight." He shoved her out the door.

"G-goodn-" the door slammed shut in her face. "Eheh..."

- - -

"Dad! Neji's going to be here any minute! Quit throwing clothes at me! What I'm wearing is fine! Damnit, I said stop!"

"No it's not! This is your first date with Neji. You have to make a good impression-"

"Don't touch the hair! Damnit! ...Mo mendo na."

"Fine! But at least change your shirt..."

"Hey! That's my vest! Give it back- Daaaad!"

"Hang on! Sheesh, are you glued into this shirt? I can't get it off!"

"That's because I don't want it off!"

"If you don't take it off yourself, I'm going to tear it off for you!"

"No!! Fine, I'll do it myself... geez."

"Good, now put this one on."

"I'm not a mannequin..."

"Just put it on."

"Mendokusee..."

"Now put on these pants."

"The hell? Are you insane? It's summer! I'll cook if I wear those!"

"You'll be inside a cool, air-conditioned restaurant most of the time. The weather is irrelevant. Change."

"Alright, alright! Sheesh..."

"... You're kidding me."

"What now?"

"You can't wear those ugly boxers!"

"Wh-what difference does it make if I wear these? I like these! They're comfortable! ... why are you looking at my boxers, anyways!?"

"Because they're neon blue with pink clouds! It's hard not to! And I don't care if your boxers are comfortable or not. Do you really want Neji to see those?"

"Wh-who says he's going to see them?"

"Oh come on, don't tell me you haven't already had sex with him! There's something wrong with you if you didn't put your lack of parental supervision to good use."

"Apparently, there's a lotta things wrong with me... You're such a pervert, dad!"

"But I'm right!"

"Che, fine. I'll go change into some nicer ones. I'll bet Neji isn't being harassed by his relatives..."

Shikato's laughter echoed up the stairs after him.

- - -

Neji smirked. "Well, don't you look fancy."

"Shut up," Shikamaru muttered, resisting the urge to reach back and tug at his rather-itchy boxers which were scratching his left rear, "It's just black slacks and a shirt. Look, you did your hair and everything."

Neji frowned, leading Shikamaru away from the Nara residence. "Is there a problem with my hair?"

Shikamaru eyed his date's hair. It was pulled back in a tight ponytail at the base of the Hyuuga's neck. The style accentuated Neji's high forehead and angled jaw- his features which gave him a look of royalty and austerity.

He shrugged. "It looks fine. Where are we going for dinner?"

"There's a new place in the market district which is supposed to be good. I thought we could go there- that is, unless you have any objections..."

"Naw, I'm not picky like some people-" Neji shot him a warning look "- It's not going to be one of those places where you have to know in which order to use millions of utensils, is it? I get enough of those places on diplomacy missions."

"I've never been there before, so I don't know. If it is, we'll go to Ichiraku's."

"Fine by me. I hope it isn't, though. It's too troublesome," Shikamaru kicked a rock, watching it roll off the street, "I mean, what's wrong with using the same fork for two different dishes? Really."

Neji chuckled appreciatively. "True. It does seem a little ridiculous. I wonder who came up with the idea, anyways?"

"Beats me, but he was an idiot."

"Agreed."

- - -

"But Father said-"

"I-I'm sorry, but I have to meet my t-teammates. I can't!"

Hanabi crossed her arms and glared down at her sister. As they had aged and Hanabi had hit the tail-end of her growth-spurt, she had shot up four inches over her older sister's head. It seemed fitting, in her opinion.

"Who cares about them?" the younger Hyuuga spat, "It's just a mutt and a bug-boy. I'm more important."

Hinata inhaled sharply, brow furrowing, and Hanabi stiffened, shifting her weight back slightly. "D-d-don't say that about my friends!" Hinata exclaimed before turning on her heel and darting from the Hyuuga complex, leaving a stunned Hanabi behind.

Not far down the street, Kiba and Shino were waiting for her. Kiba grinned and waved while Shino nodded. She offered a wan smile.

"Hey, Hinata!" Kiba greeted.

"H-hi, Kiba-kun," she answered. Shino looked over her shoulder, where Hanabi had appeared outside the Hyuuga gates, arms still folded and glaring darkly. He frowned.

"Hanabi-sama grows more self-important every day, it seems," he commented, fixing his gaze on Hinata.

"Heh," she forced, "It's alright. I-is Chouji-kun meeting us there?"

"Yup!" Kiba answered, linking arms with Shino, who sighed and not two steps later disentangled himself from the Inuzuka. Hinata walked to Shino's right.

"D-do you suppose Chouji-kun will bring Ino-chan?" she asked. Shino tilted his head to one side.

"We did not request such, but it is likely he will."

"Oh, cool!" Kiba exclaimed, "Like a double-date! Awesome." Hinata giggled, but Kiba suddenly frowned. "Oh, shit... Ino's obnoxious! This sucks."

Shino snorted. "Perfect, you should get along with her well."

"What!?" Kiba gasped, "You're kidding!"

Shino swung his head to look at his boyfriend, who pouted.

"That was intended to be a joke," he said. "Do you really think I would allow myself to be in a relationship with someone I thought was annoying?"

Kiba grumbled, but shrugged. "Naw, I guess not."

"Aaaaaaw!" someone squealed, "You're so cute together!"

It was Ino.

"Shit!" Kiba hissed, slowing his pace so he was mostly behind Shino. Ino turned to whisper something in Chouji's ear and the Akimichi chuckled appreciatively. He waved to his friend, and Kiba scowled back.

"Hello Chouji-san, Ino-san," Shino greeted.

"H-hi," Hinata added.

Kiba grabbed Shino and Chouji each by the sleeve and dragged them up to the ramen bar, leaving Hinata outside with Ino. The blonde grinned and waggled her fingers.

"How is Shikamaru-kun?" Hinata inquired. Ino shrugged.

"Pretty good, I guess. Did you hear-"

"That he and Neji have a date tonight? Yes," Hinata nodded with a smile, "Neji-niisan informed me not long ago!"

Ino's mouth hit the ground.

"A date!? You're kidding! No way."

"U-um," Ino's outburst took Hinata by surprise, "No, I wasn't kidding. Shikamaru-kun didn't tell you?"

Ino huffed; "No! That lazy bum didn't tell me a thing! Chouji!"

The Akimichi swiveled in his chair, "Yeah, Ino-chan?"

"Come! Shikamaru's gotta date tonight, and he didn't tell us! We're going to go find him," Ino said, turning back to Hinata with a poisoned-honey smile, "Do you know where they are?"

"They're at th-the new place in the m-market district..." she stammered.

"Oh, that place!" Ino laughed, "Great, I know where it is- Sakura and Tenten took me when we went shopping earlier today, after you'd left."

Hinata noticed the new outfit. "O-oh! You're wearing your new clothes already?"

Ino giggled and twirled. "Obviously. That's the point of getting new clothes, isn't it?"

"I love them," Chouji added, kissing his girlfriend's cheek. Ino tried to hide her blush and waved him away.

"Yeah, yeah," she laughed, "You love everything I wear."

"I like what you don't wear better."

Hinata focused on the nearest semi-interesting object she could find (a small crack in the Ichiraku's Ramen sign) while Ino and Chouji shared a quick kiss.

"Hina-chan?' Ino spoke up, "Are you going to come with us?"

Hinata glanced at her two friends still eating at the counter.

"U-um, I don't know-"

"Oh, come on, it'll be fun!" Ino insisted, wrapping an arm around her friend's shoulders, "Neji's your cousin, after all, you should make a point of checking up on him! That's the fun of being a relative... you have exclusive rights to tell embarrassing stories about them in front of their significant other!"

Hinata giggled. "You're right. I-I'll come."

"Of course I'm right!" Ino laughed, "So tell us... what kinda juicy stories do you have on Neji?"

"Well," Hinata blushed, "Th-there was this one time when we were little-"

- - -

Shikamaru scowled up at the sign, attempting to shove his hands in his pockets, only to rediscover the fact that his slacks had no pockets. Cursing to himself, his glare intensified.

"Seafood?" he muttered.

Neji glanced at him. "Problem? And you called me picky."

Shikamaru scratched the back of a leg with his foot. "Naw, s'long as it doesn't smell too strongly of fish."

Neji snorted. "It's new, so it shouldn't. And if it does, I assure you we'll leave."

The entered.

"Aw, is Neji afraid of smelling like some little old fish?" Shikamaru sneered. A waitress guided them to their table. Neji pulled out a chair for Shikamaru, shoving it forward forcefully once the Nara was seated.

"We can't all stink," he snapped. Shikamaru laughed.

"I do not smell bad."

"Uh-huh," Neji deadpanned, picking up a menu. Shikamaru rolled his eyes and muttered to himself about troublesome, immature brats while Neji resolutely ignored him.

"Are you ready to order?" a waitress asked, brandishing her notepad with a sweet smile. Neji showed her the menu.

"I think I'll have this one," he said, pointing.

"Mhm!" she nodded, scribbling it down. She turned to Shikamaru; "And you, sir?"

"Tch, do you guys have salmon?" She nodded. "Then I'll have that."

"Alright, it'll be ready and I'll bring it around soon! Enjoy!"

Shikamaru sank in his chair, playing with a fork. Neji watched him with vague amusement.

"If I didn't know better, I would say you were the immature one here."

"Sh-shut up," Shikamaru blushed, quickly setting the fork aside. Neji smiled, leaning over the table, resting a cheek on his hand.

"You're cute when you blush," he added with a wink. Shikamaru scowled and muttered about immature, horny, prats. Neji chuckled good naturedly, and their food arrived. Some conversation was exchanged over the quality- Shikamaru liked the salmon, but Neji found he couldn't quite stomach the shrimp- but before they could get into anything a bit less... frivolous, they were interrupted.

"Shika!" Ino screeched, cuffing him around the ear, "How could you not tell me you had a date with the awesome and sexy Neji!?"

Neji smirked at that, and Shikamaru made a face.

"For this exact reason," he explained, forcefully removing himself from Ino's grip, rubbing his red ear. Ino huffed and took a chair from the next table over. Any other diners who had stopped to stare returned to their food. Chouji sat across from Ino, next to Neji, who slid the plate of shrimp over to him. Chouji gladly began munching.

"A-a-ano," Hinata murmured, standing to Neji's left, "H-how is your date going, N-Neji-niisan?"

Neji's eyebrow twitched. "Well, until you showed up."

"O-oh!" Hinata blushed, "I'm s-sorry!"

"It's not your fault," he quickly amended, glaring at the culprit, Ino. Hinata nodded.

"Excuse me, can we get some drinks over here?" Ino called, flagging down a waitress with a grin, "There's cause to celebrate- a new couple in town!"

The waitress smiled, shaking her head as she left to get the beers.

"Hey, since when was it your say that me and Neji are going out?" Shikamaru grumbled, picking up his fork and staring at the prongs forlornly.

"What? You mean you aren't already going out with Neji? I thought you were on a date?"

"Exactly," Shikamaru stated, "Just a date."

Ino looked to Neji for confirmation. A bit ruefully, the Hyuuga nodded.

"We aren't going out," he said. The beers arrived and Ino spent most of the time talking, while Neji glared holes into his cup, Shikamaru watched light reflect on the utensils in his hands, and Hinata stared between them both, sometimes answering Ino when it became necessary someone speak.

It wasn't long before Neji spotted Kiba and Shino outside the front window of the restaurant, seeking Hinata. He got up, excusing himself, taking Shikamaru with him in hopes that the Nara wouldn't notice Kiba and Shino's arrival. He left through the back way, confident that he had succeeded.

He didn't know Shikamaru had recognized their reflections in the silverware.

- - -

"Your friends are obnoxious," Neji growled as he and Shikamaru wandered aimlessly. It was late enough that the streets were mostly empty, save for a few shady characters snooping around.

"Stupid Ino," Shikamaru grumbled, scuffing a foot. Neji watched as Shikamaru's hands tried to find their way into his pants' pockets, only to find none, for the hundredth time that night. Shikamaru sighed and ran a hand through his ponytail.

"It's my fault," Neji conceded, glaring at the road, "I told Hinata-sama earlier this evening."

Shikamaru shrugged, not really caring. "On the bright side," he said, "At least they'll have to pay the bills, now."

Neji snorted. "You're right. I hope your dish was expensive."

"I didn't even look at the menu."

"I noticed."

They lapsed into an easy silence, and Shikamaru noted that Neji was not leading them towards the Hyuuga estate or the Nara residence. He made no comment of it, hands searching for a brief moment before he recalled that his pants had no pockets, and forced them to hang loosely at his sides.

"I expect that my mission will keep me away for a few days at least," Neji said suddenly, without prelude, "Maybe even a week, or longer."

"Oh," Shikamaru answered, scuffing his foot again.

They were stopped outside of a nice motel with fair rates and a vacancy sign hung. Neji stepped closer, glancing into Shikamaru eyes briefly before leaning down to kiss him. Shikamaru responded easily to the kiss, looping his arms around Neji and deepening it.

They parted, and Neji wordlessly walked them into the reception area of the motel, rented a room for the night, and drug Shikamaru off (not unwillingly).

The room was not fancy, but it was not below standards, either. There were two beds- Neji chose the one farthest from the door, even though Shikamaru would have preferred to slump down on the closest one- a dresser, and a bathroom tucked away in the corner. In moments they were caught in a kiss, battling for dominance as they stumbled towards the bed, Shikamaru on the loosing side because he didn't really want to win.

Neji pushed him back onto the bed- it was soft and fluffy, for a cheap motel- and straddled him. Reaching up to undo the buttons of Neji's shirt, Shikamaru gasped as Neji moved on to kissing his neck, eventually choosing a spot and sucking until he left a mark. Shikamaru moaned and finished with Neji's shirt, who shrugged it off and dumped it over the side of the bed. Shikamaru was helped out of his shirt and barely had time to think before Neji's hot tongue was on his chest, licking his nipples and dipping into his navel. He fisted Neji's hair, careful not to pull too hard, trying to suppress his moans.

Neji moved down to his pants, nuzzling the stiff material of his slacks before mouthing his rising erection through the fabric. Shikamaru couldn't help but think that Kiba had never done that kind of thing, always one to get the clothes off as fast as possible. He cursed mentally and glanced down at Neji, who was sliding his pants down and for once didn't seem to know exactly what the Nara was thinking.

He let his head fall back, groaning when Neji's hands massaged the insides of his thighs, mouth kissing every where but where he really needed it.

"Tease," he breathed, and that brought Neji's attention to his face. Shikamaru picked his head up again to watch Neji, who sat back on his heels and stripped out of his own pants and boxers, and Shikamaru blushed. Neji smirked and crawled over him, so they were almost touching, but not quite.

"Yes," he sighed, "But I like to see you blush."

Shikamaru pouted and looked away

"Stupid, immature, Hyu-" Neji cut him off with a kiss.

"You know you love me," Neji laughed, pulling away. Shikamaru shrugged and rolled his eyes, grumbling. Neji's eyes narrowed. "Right, Nara?"

"Sure, Neji," he muttered, still unable to make eye-contact with Neji.

"You saw them," Neji seethed, immediately getting the picture. He got up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and retrieving his shirt. Shikamaru sat.

"W-wait, Neji," he stammered, "Don't-"

"You know, I never really liked Kiba to begin with," Neji told him, facing the Nara, his shirt buttoned all the way up chastely- every single fucking button- contradicting his hard on, still evident. He reached for his pants.

"I don't know why I bother," he continued with a sigh, dressing.

"Neji-"

"Good night, Nara."

Then Neji was gone, and Shikamaru cursed, pressing the heels of his palms into his eyes until he saw colors.


By the way, this story is now officially on HIATUS, though I have full intentions of returning to it... next summer. I highly doubt anything will get written for this story the rest of this summer, and when school starts I probably won't be writing anything a all so...

I'm so sorry!

Thankyou to everyone who reviewed, I love you all to death! Well, maybe not to death. Because if you were dead, there'd be no more reviews. And if I were dead, there'd be no more chapters to get reviews. And that would kind of... defeat the purpose... wouldn't it?