NejiShika
Chicken Pox
Disclaimer: no, I do not own Naruto. Or the NejiShika pairing before you ask.
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I was hoping they'd have gone by now. I mean, this means they're staying for two weeks, doesn't it? I still have a cold, which has gotten worse, as I kind of left the window open last night. I think I had a fever, so I opened my window. This failed, because I'm now a sniviling mass of sicknesses. I think I'm going to die; Chicken pox, a bad cold, Neji. I've got the most troublesome things. Standing and swaying slightly, I wobbly stumble over to the window and shut it, before falling back to the bed, only to have Ino and Chouji open it again a few moments later. I'm glad they shut it.
"Good morning Shikamaru! How are you?" Ino asks, though I'm afraid to hear my voice.
"I'm good...ill, but good," she's giggling slightly, grinning, as is Chouji. What are they on?
"Sorry about yesterday, Shikamaru," Chouji said, I shook my head, waving. They must've heard something, that's the only thing to explain the strange behavior. The door to the room opens, showing Neji, who stares at me in shock.
Smiling, he announces what I've been waiting to hear forever; "it's... clearing!"
"Seriously?!" I lift my hands to my face, inspecting the faded spots.
"Seems so..." his eyes are covered and he brings the tray over.
"...you don't sound that happy, what's wrong?"
"Nothing...nothing much," he looks back up, smiling brightly. Or as brightly as he does.
"Oh...ok..." for some reason, I wanted him to be sad. I don't know, he's the one that takes enjoyment out of torturing me. I guess I do the same to him, I don't know. Well, I do, I just don't want to admit it. I thought it over while he was training yesterday, why I was feeling and acting so ... differently around Hyuuga Neji. The conclusion I came up with makes no sense though.
Ino trots over to him, whispering things in his ear. I bet they're plotting against me again. Chouji comes over to me, grinning slightly. I found that the only person who actually hasn't had chicken pox is Naruto, though he wouldn't have had anyone to get it off when he was little. I start to eat, while listening to Chouji babble about something that isn't too exciting I can't wait to get out and have fresh air, and soon, I might be there! Might, because my mum's stingy and might say 'no you've got a cold' but it's worth a shot.
"We're off! See you later!" I hear Ino call before running off, Chouji behind her. Neji takes my tray when I'm finished and dismisses himself for training. I figure more sleep would be worth it, to kill the time. Mum comes in once or twice, seeing the diminishing spots Neji will have mentioned to her. My throat seems to feel worse as the day drags on, and I can't be bothered to call for water, so I leave it be.
It's not too long before I'm being woken up from sleep again by Neji announcing his arrival, and a glass of water, which I gratefully accepted, unlike the kiss on the forehead. Second time he's done that. He says something about staying in a few days when the chicken pox are over, though I don't pay too much attention. I shrug when he asks me what I want to do, though a good game of shogi would be nice. I open my mouth to speak, but no words come out. I try again, but no avail. Oh crap.
"Shikamaru-dono...have you lost your voice?" no, of course not! I'm just ... playing.
I try again, slapping my chest a few times. Neji looks extremely amused, though I'm not happy.
"You have haven't you!" well done Hyuuga, you win the noble prize! I glare at him, getting him to rolls his eyes and go in search of something, coming back out with a shogi board. Mind reader, brilliant. He's smirking in that almighty way only he does. I set it out on my lap, hoping to balance it, and wait for Neji to settle. He leans against the wall, our knees crossing and he gestures for me to take the first move. I can't imagine that today will be very eventful, with me not being able to talk and all. I hope that means that it won't be as troublesome too.
We get quite far into the game before Neji speaks. "I know you mightn't want to approach this subject, but it's best not to delay if you're ready to leave the house tomorrow- and I know you will, and ignore what everyone else says- but we need to do something about the rumors..." brilliant. Just what I needed. He's got a point, I will be going out tomorrow, and I'll have people ask me about it probably. I could tell them what I told my mum and hope Kiba will agree, I doubt that would make Neji's situation any better ... a bit, but not much. I honestly don't know what to say...though I wouldn't be able to say anything at all really.
"We could say Kiba's imagination's getting the better of him?" not a bad idea, though I think he'd need something to set off his vivid imagination. I shake my head and motion for him to get some paper. Scribbling down my thoughts, I show it to him.
What I told mum might do...I don't know, maybe we could say that
then pass it off as Kiba being Kiba.
"That would work," of course it would, I am a genius. He frowns, mumbling something. I shift my knee, getting his attention. "It's nothing...nothing at all," sighing tiredly, I roll my eyes. He always says that! So, I note it down for him.
You always say that! Why can't
you just tell me something for once?!
He turns away, obviously not happy with the idea. I know that he's not very trusting, but it would be nice to think he would for me. I wonder why I want him to trust me...I mean, I don't have anything to tell really.
"They...they're calling me 'Neji-chan' and it's not funny," I can't help but burst out with laughter, though I'm not making much noise. No wonder he didn't want to tell me. "Shut up, Shikamaru-dono! It's not funny!" I nod and try to calm down, the take my move. We'd been playing all the while. I get the paper while he's taking his move.
It's your own fault. You made that your
own fault when asking for Ino's help!
"Not the point at hand here. I don't want to be called 'Neji-chan'! I'm not some girl!"
No comment.
He glares at the smirk on my face. We sit in some more comfortable silence, with my friends, it's hard to find quiet company. Why do all the people my age have to be loud? I guess Chouji's pretty quiet, and I'm not going as far as hanging out with Shino: he might have some sort of Kiba trait ready to infect me with. Sasuke's generally not exactly...wonderfully welcomed by anyone but Naruto and some of the other's yet, and I'm not sure my mum would be happy to hear that I' been caught having nice moments with him. I should tell you about that; he comes back one day, limping, bloody, and red-eyed, Itachi's head in one hand, and Orochimaru's head in the other. Of course, Narut was by his side in a matter of seconds, helping him to the hospital, where Sakura imideately got to work, Tsunade-sama helping. Orochimaru's help in killing Itachi had been teaching Sasuke teachniques and then being the practice target. Nice part to play, huh? When I went to visit the very last Uchiha, he and Naruto where arguing like there was no tomorrow, a nice red mark where the blond had slapped him...very hard. He was then put on watch by Anbu, even with the proof that he had no where else to go, and soon had one Usumaki Naruto living in his compound, keeping all the Anbu away at night. Of course, it wasn't too long before Tsunade-sama was sure that he wasn't going anywhere and took watch off him, though he didn't have his mission duties back till after that, and never was aloud on his own, there was him, Naruto and Sakura, sometimes Kakashi. The four of them back as a team.
"So, pass it off as Kiba?" I nod. Sounds good, it would work, and the 'Neji-chan' wouldn't last too long like that. Kiba and Chouji soon jumped into the room. Speak of the devil, and it will appear.
"Hey, sorry...umm, yeah, sorry," guess who. I see Neji glare at him out the corner of my eye. I wave. Not much else I can do really. Chouji comes over to me and looks at the board, Kiba standing behind him to hide from Neji. I nudge the Hyuuga again, giving him a stern look and the turning back to the two guests. I no longer classify Neji as a guest, he's a bother. I get out my paper pad and pencil, jotting something down.
I've lost my voice. Sorry
Kiba laughs, so I glare at him, having Neji nudge me in spite. I shrug, jotting down an ok for him to continue, and he does. Chouji smiles reassuringly and I nod thankfully. He signals to the shogi board. No one's really winning.
"Neji's not too bad, huh?" I shake my head. Said male takes his go, giving me way to get in after a few gos, though he might notice. Our games can take a long time. I take my go, though he gets the upper hand. Even though I know he's good, I manage to make stupid mistakes. Wincing I sit back and think, sitting up again and assuming my thinking position. It helps me think, even if it is weird. I hear my door open and in comes my dad and a tall man with a cigarette.
"Asuma-sensei!" I would've said something along the same lines, but I can't, so I shan't.
"Hello boys, shogi that interesting?" Chouji pointed to the board as the man walked up to us.
"Neji's beating Shikamaru!" he exclaimed. Asuma-sensei leaned over the board and gaped. He wasn't going to beat me for long!
"Shikamaru's lost his voice..."
Neji, just because he's an adult
doesn't give you lee-way!
"Shikamaru-dono's lost his voice after complaining too much," there's a tinge of pink adorning his cheeks beautifully. Asuma-sensei was giving him an amused, yet slightly confused look. I grinned, knowing that I'd be blamed one way or another. It was my fault technically anyway.
"Shikamaru-dono, huh?" he asked, getting the pink tinge to darken.
"He may be winning now, but he lost last time," Chouji explained for me, the elder man nodded and looked at the board as I took over the game again. We'd probably end up tying or something. It's weird not being able to talk, I can't have a say in conversations. Troublesome too, though it saves time.
"I bet you're glad that you have a good person to play against, right Shikamaru?" I affirm this with a nod of the head. Neji's eyes seem to light up slightly at that. I wonder…
"I best be off, Shikamaru, see you tomorrow!" Chouji said while trotting to the window with Kiba on his heals. I waved them off, watching as they leapt from roof to roof. I felt Asuma-sensei ruffle my hair.
"I see you're doing fine! Neji's doing a good job of you, huh?" you will never know "I'll be back at a different time, though you look almost cleared!" and on that note, he raised a hand and strode out. I turned to Neji, who was looking intently at the board. Something had been bothering me though…
Neji…if I'm cured tomorrow, will
you still come round?
Not that I wanted him to come round. I was just wondering…
"I don't know, maybe. If you're still ill, with the cold and stuff…not trying to get rid of me already, are you?" I grin.
Maaybe…
He rolled his eyes and continued with the game, content with the atmosphere.
Zzz
The game was going on for a while. It was obvious that I'd loose now, but we were still going. I placed down my last piece before he over took my king. I hate loosing most of the time, but I don't seem to mind really. It's probably just because it's Shikamaru…who knows. I smile at him, getting a smile back. I help pack up and go to put it away, getting back to have a slip of paper in my face.
Should we put the cream
on now?
"Yea, might as well. Hold on," and so I leave the room to fetch it. His mum was in the kitchen, as normal, chatting away with Shikaku and Asuma-sensei. She made an off-handed comment to me and I nodded, smiling and walking back to the room. Shikamaru was already half naked, cutains closed, lying on his bed facing the ceiling. He didn't say anything, though he couldn't anyway. I walked over to him and motioned for him to turn over. He did without a fuss. I started to rub his back after dipping my hands in the cream, and suddenly had an idea.
"You know, there's an easier way to do this..." I started, he shrugged to let me know he didn't mind, and I crawled onto the bed, straddling his back. Shikamaru stiffened slightly, though relaxed quickly. He was getting used to this, you could tell. He shifted slighty, making me slightly awkward. I don't think he knows he did it, it was more...automatic. He shifted again, the same way, moving his hips round. Of course, moving his hips would create an awkward friction for me. I did't say anything, probably wouldn't happen again. After a while, he shifted again, making my breath hitch. He might've been doing this purpoursly! After the next one, I stiffened, stopping all my movements. This was awful; so uncomfortable. He seemed to have settled, and I continued to massage his back. For a lazy person, he's sure stressed. As more time went by, I finished and was ready to get up till he turned over.
He just rolled over, as if I wasn't sat ontop of him, and had his front facing my own. He must've been planning something, I don't know, but I started to run my fingers ad hands along his front, plastered in cream. He looked pretty peaceful, amost asleep. When he shifted again, I thought he might've been asleep. His arms streached up above his head and his hips lifted up. He's evil, I bet he knows what he's doing. I slide forward on his waist, putting my hands on his ribs to stop myself from falling anymore forward. He dropped his hips to the bed so suddenly I bounced, making him moan. I have to say, having someone bounce on your lower reigons can't be all that nice. Wriggling slightly, he settled, msiling slightly to himself. He was cruel sometimes.
I finish his chest and move to his neck, drifting up to his chin and then his cheaks. I let my hands wander around his face, over his nose and smooth forehead, his closed eyes, his soft, wet lips. I hover for a moment, my thubs on his now open lips. I wish for once I'd get a kiss that meant something, not a toying one that we shared when playing some stupid game. Sensing my thoughts, I felt myself get pulled down by my chin, and I feel myself get laid down on the very warm pink lips that I'd thought and dreamed about, now wet with cream. My eyes were shut and I was separated after what felt like a few minutes. I just stared into dark eyes, completely out of it. There was something I hadn't seen before in his eyes,affection prehaps, and a clouded confustion. I'm kind of confused myself: where does that put us?
"...Shikamaru?" he nodded after a few seconds, before bringing his face back up again. The Nara seemed more confident now, I don't know why. Then agian, I just basically asked him to talk to me and he's got no voice. We kept pulling apart, nothing like the other kisses of tongue hockey. They got longer, and slightly more passionate than the first, and now with re-newed self-control, I started to press through his mouth. It was becoming more like the oneson the day beforebut it had more meaning to it. I know that this will probably bring a long, awkward moment at some point or another, but it's right now that I'm worried about. I don't want this to end, and I certainly don't want this to be interupted.
I feel a cold, thick coated object move into my top, rubbing against my navel. It was weird to have someone do something so itimate so softly. I don'know why, but I never imagined it to be like this, so different to all the other times. Iwasn't long before I found my arms and chestas bare as Shikamaru's own, and his lips travelling down to my neck. It was such a fimiliar, yet different situation. I was soon clad in boxers, lying ontop of Shikamaru, moving and panting heavily. I felt my lower half get exposed to the cold, and thought that I might need to stop this whole predicament. Of course, I didn't. Shikamaru sat up, wraping his arms around my waist and pushed me back. I looked at him, panting in esctasy, hieyes looking back at me with a similar, affectionate lust that I imagine I have. It's not the same as the other looks of pure lust he's given me, as lame as it sounds.
I watch his head lower, leaving feather kisses down my body and stops as he gets to the lower point. My eyes still watch him like hawlks eyes as he starts a tretment on my member. Everything ges clouded as the cold air gets replaced by a warm mouth, and my head falls back. I don't notice much except the pounding in my cock and head, and the feelings of Shikamaru's warm mouth surrounding my pride and going back and forth. I was soon moaning loudly and almost screaming in pleasure as I came, Shikamaru's hand flew up to my mouth to muffle any loud sounds that might rustle anyone downstairs. This was different to the other times, I know it is. It's obviously not just a game anymore to either of us anymore. It's just how to approach this now.
"Shikamaru?" I try. He nods with his head against my stomach, not letting me see his face. "Where does this...put us?" I ask, though I don't get an answer. He nuzzles into me slighty, tickling my middle.
"Draw. Let's call it even." his voice is croaky, barely there. He know's I'm not talking about that, he's just avoiding the subject. "I don't know Neji, this just happened...I don't know..." he sounds like he's about to cry. I wrap my hand around him, hugging him awkwardly. I never saw this stuation coming.
"What do- What do you want this to lead to?" there's another uncomfortable, thick silence until he replies.
"I- I don't know. I should, but I really don't know anything anymore...it's stronger than the other times I've felt like this. So much stronger..." we all know about the little relationships Shikamaru had. Temari, a few kunoichi in the village a few on missions. It was no secret that Shikamaru was quite good with the ladies. Those where quite small though, the biggest one he ever had was with Temari, which didn't last too long, and seemed slightly...run around in circles. They weren't shy about it, both quite lusty, and argued alot. Those three things wrecked it really, we you think over it, the only thing keeping it together was the fact they liked makeing out with each other.
"What do you want Neji?" I snap out my thoughts and look down at the Nara's face. He's got cum around his mouth, and pools in his eyes. He looks delicious.
"I...I want whatever you want," which is a lie. If you go away now, I'll find you and beat you down to a bloody pulp until you agree to come back. He smiles slightly, shaking his head.
"Tell me in all honesty Neji. A relationship is a two way thing, not just you making me happy. Trust me to make you happy, and I'll trust you to make me happy," he has a point I guess...I do trust him...I think.
"I want to try making this into something-" I got cut off by knocking on Shikamaru's door. I panic atthe thought of someone else finding us. We have bad luck with these things.
"N-Neji-niisan? Are you in- in there?" I grab my boxers and look at Shikamaru. I give him a look to tell him to move off me, but he lies there.
"Hold on Hinata-sama, be out in a minute!" I call. She trusts my words and waits for me. I lower my voice to a forced whisper; "Now isn't the time Shikam-"
"I don't care! Tell me, what do you want to make this into?" I sigh stressfully and sit up, forcing him up to. My legs are round his back and I glare athim sightly.
"I want to make this into something! I don't know, I'm not used to relationships like you are!" he smirks slightly, satisfied with my reply and lets go of my waist, letting me pull my boxers on. I'm too tired to put anything else on, so I just storm to the door and open it, fuming. Hinata stands there, bento box in hand, blushing slightly at my dishevled appearence. My headband fell off at somepoint, and my hair's all over my face, sticking to my neck and arms with the sweat.
"Sorry Hinata, do you need something?" she holds out the box, red in the face.
"H-Here n-Neji-n...niisan!" I take it from her and shut the door, though I know she'd run off anyway. Shikamaru's already striping the bed, soI get him some fresh underwear out.
"You should go take a shower," I say, he gives me that smirk that he often wears.
"You should go take a shower too, he said, getting me to roll my eyes.
"It would save more water if we went in together..." I trail off, snaking my arms round his waist.
"Pervert-" I saw that one coming, so pedictable "-but I guess you're right. Lunch after?" oh crap, it's lunch time?
"Oh crap, it's lunch time? I was meant to go befre lunch to train, damnit!" he laughs slightly, wriggling out of my grip, turns round and taps me on the nose.
"I guess we'll have to prospone that shower then, hum?" he asks, then slaunters out the room to have a shower. As much as I hate it, I'm going to have to get ready and go...and that shower was so tempting. Maybe next time.
Zzz
I guess this means I have a boyfriend. I never thought this day would come, with all the girlfriends I had- if you could call them all that. I'm now back in my room, sitting by the window staring out at the clouds. Neji has white eyes,tinted with a bit of purple, like a mixture of clouds and snow ... pale skin too, which makes the dark silky-ness of his hair stand out more...
"What's with the far-off lovesick look, got a boyfriend?" I blink, now looking at a par of blue eyes.
"Ino...what do you want?" she grins, blonde hair falling to the floor with the gravity. She's upside down, ponytail hanging down quite a bit, side fringe also pointing to the floor, giving a clean view of her face. I don't care about seeing her face.
"Well, I was looking for Neji, though it looks like he's not here...shame. I'll talk to you instead!" gosh no. Help me, I hope Neji comes back soon. "So, what have you done today?"
"None of your business," you evil little...
"Oh? Tell me, must've been something fun!"
"I told you, it's none of your business," I walk over to my bed, giving her room to fall into my room.
"Do you want to know what I did today?" no, not really... "See, me and Chouji have been training lots while you've been couped up in this room, and today I was looking after the shop, I would have died of boredem if Sakura and Ten-ten hadn't come and talked to me. They'd been shopping, buying some new kunai and clothes- you know, the usual..." I watched her as she babbled on and on and on. So troublesome. I wonder whn Neji's coming back. I wonder how we're going to tell Ino though, that might be awkward.
"Shika-dono, I'm back now- is the lunch still in here?" I looked at the door, seeing Neji walk into the room, dressed in a white shirt and grey trousers. He'd gotten changed into street clothes? I turned to where Ino was, though she's kind of...vanished.
"Yeah, it's on the table," I stood, brushing off the thought of Ino playing some little trick. I walked up to Neji and kissed him lightly on the lips, getting the bento in the mean time. "Missed you. Ino was just here...she kind of...vanished. She was looking for you actually," he nodded and led me to the bed, trusting me to open the box. I snapped the chopsticks and we leaned against the wall. I had some rice and fish, before passing the sticks to Neji. He found them in a smilar position to a while ago, Neji feeding them both.
"I new you looked different today!" I cringed at the loud voice of Ino shouting across the room. I turned to the window to see her in the same unside down stance as when she came earlier. Neji turned to face her as she dropped into the room and walked up to us, Sakura and Ten-ten following behind. "This explains it, huh? Well done Neji!" the girls walked up to the bed, each grinning broadly.
"I bet you're so happy, Neji! You have to tell us about it!" I cldn't help but snigger at that. I'm sure he'd be thrilled to tell his team mate about our little 'getting together' thing earlier. Blusing slightly, he eats some more, nudging me to stop laughing.
"So, who wears the pants?"
I look at Neji
Neji looks at me
"He is-"
I glare at Neji
Neji glares at me.
This means war.
Zzz
Kitty: -dies- I almost kneeled over writing this! I'm happy with the ending though hehehe, fun fun!
Who will be Seme, and who will be Uke? No one knows... not even me HOWEVER, if you have someone you'd rather see ontop, then just tell me!
I tried to keep it as un-graphicalas I could. If you want me to, I'll re-write the scene and make it more graphic, but for the sake of argument, I'm not posting that first. Rated 'T' remeber, which basically means all of the seven-ten year olds who just say that they're above 13 on the site won't want to read anything too graphic.
Sorry for not replying to reviews. I only got the internet today -sniffle- a whole blooy WEEK!
Ok, I must go, I have iorning to do -waves- baibai!
ja ne
Kitty
Preview -
"How do you manage to do that?"
"I don't know, I'm looking at the big picture, not the tiny details."
"He's got girls helping him, rather than guys. You're bound to win."
"You have a point. So, how to get you out on top..."
"The size difference doesn't help."
"Or the age difference."
"BIG PICTURE! Remeber?!"
