Hm, I haven't updated in a while.
Neji couldn't resist the smile that fell on his lips as he lay cuddled in Gaara's arms. That night Gaara had claimed he would protect them, him and his cousins that is to say. Neji frowned as he remembered the letter that was sent, the day before, to Gaara demanding the return of three as the letter stated 'slaves'. This letter was sent by Neji's uncle Hiashi Hyuga who demanded the return of Neji and his cousins. His uncle claimed to have made a mistake in selling him and his cousins for the sake of money.
Neji snorted at this lie for he knew well that his uncle, and years of life with him, that selling him and his cousins was no mistake. Nejigrowled at his uncles attempts to ruin whatever happiness he tried to acquire, even his cousins agreed that returning to his Hiashi would suck away the the happiness that they had found for themselves. Feeling a shift below him Neji looked up at Gaara for fear he had awaken the man. When Gaara made no further movement Neji went back to his thoughts.
Neji couldn't understand why Hiashi demanded his and his cousins return. Neji new that his uncle had no intention of returning any of the money Gaara had use to retrieve him or his cousins. He was pretty sure his uncle had wasted the money anyway..He couldn't help the feeling of regret that made his way to his stomach. Yes he was happy to have met Gaara but this shouldn't have happened, it wouldn't have happened if his father was still alive.
His father Hizashi Hyuga was a great and proud man especially having to bear the ties of being Hiashi's younger twin brother. He was a member of the Anbu which was an organization or 'special' police created by the village to stop attacks made to its people. Even though his father was well trained he was stilled killed during a petty robbery. Neji didn't want to believe this but he had no proof against it, not to mention the fact that a simple six year old would understand. His uncle simply said the robber killed him and took nothing in the house which was strange for a robber. It had Neji thinking that the robber wasn't a robber at all but someone with a vendetta against his father.
After his fathers death his uncle acquired Neji and all the money and saving from his father, even personal assistance from the Anbu themselves. Neji furrowed his brows at this memory. 'Personal assistance from the Anbu.' Neji thought over and over again. Neji was really hoping that what he come to realize was true.
Shaking his head to remove the memory not wanting his day to be spoiled like it had done the day it was received, Neji stood and stretched his sore limbs before walking to the bathroom. With a quick glance to Gaara, Neji stepped into the bathroom to start the morning bath. Testing the water for warmth Neji allowed the water to run as he searched for a certain bottle under the sink. When he got said bottle he poured the dark purple liquid into the tub and watched, with a small smile, as the thick foamy white substance emerged.
Yes it was bubbles. Neji was happily watching bubbles form atop the water. Now your probably wondering why Neji would want bubbles in his bath water. Well ever since the incident of him and Gaara making up and out, Neji had taken a great liking to the substance. Laugh if you will but you must soon realize that everyone has a soft spot, and Neji had found Gaara's the day of there continued to watch he water as Gaara made an entrance to the bathroom.
"Morning." Gaara called yawning slightly as he knelt Neji to peck him on the cheek. "What are you doing?"
Neji smiled and simply pointed to the tub filled with hot bubbled water.
"Is that for me Dove-kun?" Gaara asked smirking as he used the nickname he gave to Neji only yesterday, besides he already knew the answer.
"That only qualifies if you plan on bathing alone." Neji replied catching on to Gaara's perverted scheme. "I can simply wait until you're finish."
Gaara shook his head and kissed Neji's cheek once more. "No."
He pulled Neji into a hug and then proceeded to kiss Neji on the lips causing the brown haired male to smile. Neji rolled his eyes as he reached over the tub to stop the water before it ran over, he was unaware however of Gaara staring lustfully at his rear. Pulling away Neji began to pull off the over sized t-shirt given to him for sleep. Stepping into the tub Neji motioned for Gaara to do the same. Gaara stripped away his clothing and placed himself in the tub, and unfortunately for Neji, that was in between his legs.
Neji forced down the blushed that threatened his cheeks and began to wonder about Gaara. Gaara was still a mystery to him. Every time he found something new about Gaara, Gaara present him with more irritating mysteries to solve. Gaara was a great person, perverted, but great. Upon first meeting him Gaara seemed like an arrogant prick of an asshole molesting him and forcing him into dresses. And even as Neji look over these aspects Neji couldn't push Gaara away. Having red hair as dark as blood, and green eyes made by the sea, such things wouldn't look right on anyone else but it seemed to work with Gaara. Not only that Gaara swore that he would protect him.
Neji turned his sight towards the ceiling before lifting his leg to inspect it. Neji watched slightly fascinated as the bubbles made their way down his slender legs. Gaara who was resting slightly ran his hands down Neji's leg so that it rested on the pale boy's hip.
"Hey Gaara?" Neji asked staring at the hand on his thigh.
"Yes." the redhead answered slipping under till the water licked his chin.
"Why me?"
Gaara sat up and turned to eye Neji staring at him with darkening eyes. "Repeat that."
"I said, 'Why me?'" Neji repeated returning his vision to the ceiling.
"What do you mean?" Gaara asked slightly confused.
"What I mean is, why do you bother. I doubt you would do this for anyone else. Doesn't it seem wierd that you would do this for me? Why am I so different from the others here that you have to go out your way? So as of right now I want you tell me why you bother? Why do you care? Why.......Me?" Neji asked suddenly looking at Gaara.
Gaara's eyes darkened as he registered Neji's words. "You're different." He replied simply before returning to his original position.
Neji stared at him. "That's it?"
Gaara lifted an eyebrow and nodded.
"Hm. How........," Neji began and stopped looking for the right word. "Dull."
Gaara smirked as he suppressed a laugh.
"Well, Im done here. Let's go."
"I can't." Gaara stated pushing back against the brunette. "Gravity seems to hate me right now."
Neji rolled his eyes and pushed Gaara up only to have him splashing back down. "Gaara, damn it, move!!!"
"No." Gaara said turning over to face Neji. He placed both his arms on each side of Neji's head. "Stay."
Neji huffed and pushed again. "Im hungry damn it!"
"Eat me." the redhead replied placing his finger in Neji's mouth.
"Stop before I kick you in the nuts." Neji threatened turning his head to remove the imposing finger from his mouth.
"Oh my, That may hurt."
"Well duh!"
"Yet the thought makes me somewhat horny."
"What the, how in the hell."Neji glared as he continued to struggle. When Gaara proved unmoving Neji stopped and settled for another trick. Putting on his best pout Neji gave Gaara a puppy look.
"Gaara can you please move?"
"You're only making me hornier Neji." Gaara pointed out causing Neji to stop pouting and glare at the stubborn redhead. "Fine fine."
Gaara chuckled as he stood and stepped out of the tub allowing Neji to do the same. Once the two had dried they both headed back to the bedroom. Neji sat on the couch as Gaara pulled out clothes to wear.
"Neji?"
"Yes."
"Which one, black or white?"
"You enjoy teasing me don't you?"
"Neji?"
"Neither."
"Neji?"
"Im tired of those damn dresses."
"I think you should wear the black one."
"No."
"White then."
"I said no."
"Yes, you should wear white."
"I'll go around nude."
"And if your cousins see you?"
"They won't, now fuck off."
"Either put on the dress or give me a frenchie. Your choice?"
Neji huffed in defeat "Can I at least wear underwear?" He asked hopefully.
Hope was lost when Gaara shook his head and handed him the dress in which Neji snatched and put on. Once it was on Neji then realized that the dress stopped two inches below his thigh.
"Pervert." Neji mumbled following Gaara who had walked out the room.
Once outside the door Neji felt something slap him on the ass. He yelped and turned to glare at Gaarawho was smirking triumphantly on the wall. Gaara grabbed the boys hand and lead him downstairs. Neji lifted an eyebrow when he spotted Ten-Ten at the bottom and looked to Gaara who frowned.
"Ten-Ten what is it?"
"A guest sir." she replied gesturing to the living area.
Neji eyes widened in anger as he spotted his cousins sitting across from the one man he had hoped never to see.
"Hello Neji. Nice to see you again." Hiashi said smiling.
Now what did they call it. Cliffete cliffer cliffing. Cliff.
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