"Get out, Brother. We'll speak later." When the door closed Neji walked over to me and held my hands in his. "I'm sorry about that. I should have told you he would do that."

"We are going to have breakfast and you are going to explain this to me. Don't leave anything out."

"Deal." He looked relieved and began to explain everything about his brother and his life.

"When I was eight years old..."

His brother Left:

"If your brother really has a file on me" I thretend, "you better be ready to tell me everything."

Neji began to explain his life story to me starting at when he was eight. "From what I knew I was an only child and I was happy with that. They gave me everything I needed and pushed me harder than every other child. I had to learn more and did more in a shorter time. My parents never told me I had a brother. Even when I found out and asked them about it they denide it." He pushed his plate away from himself and looked over at the floor. "Mother lied to me."

I had to know more, why would they do that to him? I didn't have to ask, he answered the question as if he could read minds. "They didn't tell me even though I asked for about a week for an explaination."

"How did you find out that he was your brother?" I felt a need to know everything. How could his brother have a file on me? Why? How did they find each other? What happened?

Neji sighed and thought before me spoke, "He found me. His job gives him the freedom to find out basically anything he wants to know about anyone. That's where the file on you came from. He didn't know he had a brother either. One day he found out who his mother was and that's how he found out about me. My parents didn't tell me about him because my mother didn't want him."

I was in shock, cunfused, "Why? Why wouldn't she want her other son?"

Neji looked uncufertable, "Our mother kinda slept with someone else."

"Kinda?"

"She went to France for a year and a half. In that time she wrote letters to my father. When she came back she was sad a lot. She gave him away and never told my father about it. I'm not sure she told anyone." He had his elbow on the table and was leaning his head in the palm of his hand.

He looked so thoughtful, as though he was trying to decide what he would have done if something like that happened to him. "She was a fucking slut." Maybe not... I thought.

Moving on I asked what happened next and he told me. "Well, I found out about him after I had turned twenty and he was only just eight-teen. It was the first thing he looked up when he got his job. He wanted to know everything he could about his parents and where he had come from. He was born in fance but not learned it before he and his adopted parents took him back to the US. He found out through them that he was from France and that is why he took French classes. That's how it started. He wanted to know everything about who he is. Truely an amazing younger brother."

I sat there watching him as he spoke, he had that look that he did in his office. So strong and so lost in thought. It looked like he still fights with how he feels about everything. He looked at me and smiled, "By the way, what's up with the dove? I've only seen a little bit of it."

"Nope, nuh uh, I'm not done asking you questions. After he found you, what happened? how did that happen?" I was smiling but felt guilty as his smiled dropped and he looked away again."

"I didn't..." He looked as though he was mad at himself for this, "I didn't know he was telling the truth and so, I didn't believe him. I told him to go fuck up someone else's life. I did notice he looked like me in a lot of ways. If I were to have a younger brother, that's what he would look like. So with that thought drilled into my mind I asked me father and he had no idea what I was going on about. Later I asked my mother."

Now he looked mad at someone else, "She looked sad again but I kept asking her about him. Why did he look like me? How does he know about her and me? She never gave me an answer so I found one myself. I called Sasuke and asked him if he would take a test with me. After that, after we knew for sure he was my half brother, our mother told us everything. My father left her after that. They have been apart for a while now."

"I'm sorry, Neji. I didn't know-"

"It's fine." A moment went by and then I asked him a question about his brother.

"Um, so the information your brother has on me?"

He looked a bit disapointed "He has done that with everyone I know. Doesn't matter if I have just started to get to know them or if I have known them for years."

"Why? And where does he work?"

"His work is not really something we talk about." I gave a questioning look and then an answer came from behind me.

A chill fell over me as though death its self had looked through me. "I kill people for a living." I didn't turn, I didn't look, I couldn't. I was scared. "I work for people who don't exsist. You were clean on the background check with the exception of a few parking tickets. Did you really not see the fire hydrant twice in the same day?" Sasuke's smirk was scary. I could

"Go get dressed," Neji glared at Sasuke, "I have to speak with Sasuke."

As I stood up I saw Sasuke giving a 'what?' kind of look on his face. I basically ran into Neji's room and began to get dressed again. Ran my fangers through my hair to make the waves look better. When I went back out into the other room Sasuke was gone and Neji was ready to leave. "I'll drive you home."

On the Ride Home:

He didn't speak right away. I placed my hand on his lap and he finally looked at me. "Are you ok?" A small nod, "Your brother was kidding right?"

"No," He looked only at the rode as he spoke to me. "No, he wasn't. It's a long story."

"It's a long car ride too." He told me all about his brother that he knew. His brother was hired out of high school and has been doing it because he was good at it. Neji being a lawer didn't matter because even when Sasuke would get himself into trouble the people he worked for would pull him out. He works for the government and people who are not real. And yes, he has always been like that.

We stopped outside of where I live and I couldn't think or move for a minute. He spoke again, "I will leave you alone for a while. I know this is a lot to take in." He slid out of the car and was at my side of the door. Opening it for me, I removed myself from the car and Neji took my hand. The door closed as we walked away and he spoke again. When we reached the door he stopped. He pressed his lips to mine and it was warm on my cool lips. I didn't want him to leave. I grabbed his arm pulling him back.

"Hey, come here." I rapped my arms around his neck and gave his a small peck on the lips, "Yes, I am a little scared of your brother and it is creepy that he has a file on me but..." I plaid with the hairs on the back of his neck. "I still like you. As long as I don't have to see your brother that often I'm kinda ok with it. He does need to get rid of that file though" We laughed slightly. "You've lost a lot of girls because of this, huh?"

"A few." I was still messing with his hair. "My brother is hard to get along with but he does like you. It's a start." I smiled big.

"Good, I'm glad. Now, have a good day at work." I kissed him softly and he leaned his head against mine. "Oh, do I have my old job back or should I start looking."

He smirked and answered, "it's yours, you start tomorrow." and he left for work.