Simple Choices
Chapter Two
Eight days later…
"Room 303; here we are," a deep, melodic voice practically purred out to Neji as the speaker unlocked the hotel room door and politely ushered the young man inside; a small, kind smile present on his handsome face all the while.
Neji took one final look at the wide, lavish corridor they were in before proceeding any further; truly impressed by the peach-colored walls, blood-red and gold carpeting, and ivory trim that decorated the entirety of the exquisite hotel this man had taken Neji to.
"Thank you," Neji replied as he smiled playfully before stepping past his newest customer; a tall, well-built man with slick-backed silver hair, intoxicating plum-colored eyes, and a simply marvelous smile; and into the matching peach and ivory-decorated suite before him.
Neji had waited up until this time to start doing this kind of work again – thoughts of the incident in the alley with that horrid Deidara having plagued his mind and the better part of his judgment for awhile and rendering him rather void of the capacity required to do this.
However, bills needed to get paid. Things needed to get done. So, ultimately, that meant that Neji would also have to undergo his other means of financial support in order to make those inevitable ends meet and problems resolve.
Through sheer chance, Neji had simply bumped into this man he was currently with while at a local market a few days ago to buy groceries. Even though their collision made the taller, stronger man drop the few items that he was carrying, he had been all smiles and courteous gestures towards the Hyuuga and pleasantly requested that Neji make it up to him by allowing him to take him out for dinner.
Neji had agreed without hesitation – this man just seemed too nice and wonderful to pass up.
Dinner had gone more than smoothly; the both of them meeting up at a purposefully extravagant French restaurant of Neji's choosing with Hidan dressed in a pristine, black suit, white shirt, and black tie under his coat. Simple but elegant; his attire; as it is a timeless classic for making all men appear almost godlike. Neji noticed in full how Hidan looked amazing and it pleased him how this man whom he barely knew would dress for him as he had.
The restaurant was breath-taking to say the least, with extravagant, matching floral arrangements of gold, white, and burgundy on every white-topped table and corner, with large marble pillars that separated sections for guests, while the walls were kept the same burgundy color that almost made Neji feel like he was actually in a small town in France in some hidden jewel of a café that only a few people knew about.
Hidan had exemplified every gentlemanly detail and mannerism towards his beautiful date; taking his coat for him when appropriate, holding out his chair for him, and even recommending a few food items off the menu for him to consider – all of which was completely working its magic in wooing said Hyuuga and already planting the idea deep inside his mind that he might sleep with this man tonight after all.
Again, the money was needed, but maybe this time it would not even seem like work…
Neji had chosen to wear a cream-colored cashmere sweater to which he also accompanied it with a plain white long-sleeved shirt underneath; rolling up both sets of sleeves to show off his slender arms some; black suit pants dressed his legs and made him look taller, leaner. Neji's long, brown mane was tied in a low ponytail at the nape of his neck so that the full length of his hair could run down his back and offer even more color to his attire– everything strategic in its presence due to how the colors would highlight his unusual but alluring eyes and soft, pale skin that he knew people admired.
After they had finished their pleasant dinner with one another; high bouts of sexual tension having been present in every exchanged word between the two of them throughout, even as they had briefly discussed the weather; Hidan had invited Neji to his hotel room located on the outskirts of the downtown district.
Neji could not refuse; be it the ultimate need for money, the French blush wine he had consumed during their meal, or that he was just genuinely attracted to this guy – Neji only spared a moment before locking his crystalline-lavender eyes with Hidan deeper, richer purple-red ones before quietly saying, "Okay…sure."
…all of which currently brings them to room 303…
Neji stepped in further into the surprisingly large but not overdone hotel room; his eyes scanning the well-crafted oak furniture that resided here and there, the perfectly-made white bed up ahead, and how the sunlight-yellow lighting against the peach walls made this room sort of look like a small chapel to the Hyuuga.
"Like it?" Hidan suddenly cooed from behind Neji; taking his coat from his hands as soon as the Hyuuga turned around to face him.
"Yes, I do," Neji commented as he watched Hidan hang up his coat on a nearby oak coat stand; warm purple eyes returning to his much lighter ones as soon as the tiny chore was complete.
Truth be told, Nehi had expected more words to follow from such a basic exchange that had just taken place; especially since Hidan had been pretty talkative and insightful during dinner; so Neji was caught way off guard when suddenly practically charged right up to him; seizing his face at once; and crashing their lips together.
Watery-lavender eyes widened as he murmured against Hidan's lips; the older man's hands on the sides of his face holding him a little too rough for his liking; while he lifted his hands up to Hidan's chest and tried to push the larger man away.
Fortunately, Neji succeeded in making the man at least have to take a good step away from him; to which Neji utilized the opportunity to catch his breath and quickly wipe his damp mouth off with the back of his hand – words concerning where to begin somewhat escaping him since this almost animalistic move was so much off-target from how Hidan had acted all this time prior.
"Wait…just…hold on a second," Neji began; his thoughts starting to turn on him; telling him that maybe this was not such a good idea after all…especially with the way Hidan was smirking at him like that while he slid off his suit jacket and loosened his tie.
Neji tried to straighten himself out so he could regain a bit more of his logic that had been greatly thrown off as he continued, "I think we should…you know…start things a little differently…?"
Much to Neji's utter dismay and creeping horror, those liquid purple eyes were not looking so peaceful anymore as Hidan rudely chuckled Neji's comment off as he untucked his white dress shirt from his suit pants and gave his neck a quick, sharp crick to a side; making it audibly crack and reminding Neji of how men looked before they fight someone.
"Sorry, but we're doing this my way," Hidan remarked smartly, too haughtily before making to step closer to Neji – Neji's brain already filling with hideous ideas of what that certain 'way' could mean…Hidan's entire demeanor and attitude seemed to be changing right in front of him, so who knows what he is capable of!
Taking a slow and careful step back, followed by another, Neji sort of cowered as he lowered his shoulders in fear as he said, "You know, I don't think we should be doing this…anyway. I, uh, really appreciate dinner and everything…and I had a great time, but I think I really need to be go…"
"You…are not going anywhere. I'm paying for you, aren't I, you little bitch, so just shut up already," Hidan growled as he rushed Neji backwards and into the door behind him; the silver-haired man clearly using his larger size and stature to overpower the stunned younger male.
Neji had gasped once his back made contact with the solid, wood door behind him, but he could not suppress the yelp of shock that escaped him once Hidan had harshly grabbed the front of his shirt and threw him onto the floor; away from the door and back into the room.
"You are going to do what I say! Is that in any way unclear?!' Hidan shouted angrily; genuinely frightening the trembling Hyuuga at his feet who was slowly bringing his legs closer to his body as if in protection.
Unfortunately, his rhetorical, unfair question was not answered in any way, so Hidan grit his teeth in maddening fury and delivered a swift, sharp kick to Neji's ribs – completely taking the Hyuuga when he was not expecting it, so it hurt that much worse as he choked on his breath and clutched his side in agony.
"…nothing but a slut…" Hidan continued mercilessly; more to his self on Neji's expense than to the Hyuuga himself, "I'll bet you even like it rough, you fucking whore."
Another kick.
This time, Neji hollered in pain as tears were beginning to muck and cloud his vision.
Neji's throat was beginning to close up as sobs were threatening to leave him, and he weakly tried to bring his pale hands up to his eyes to catch his tears.
However, Hidan had other plans for the lovely, crying Hyuuga as he immediately grabbed both of Neji's wrists in a crushing hold and hoisted him up from the floor in that manner; bringing Neji face to face with him whether he wanted it or not.
Neji sniffled back his whimpers, but could not open his watery eyes as he knew that Hidan's twisted, evil-looking face was right in his own…it all seemed like some kind of terrible nightmare.
"Stand up!" Hidan demanded as he let go of Neji's reddened wrists; to which the Hyuuga brought close to his shaking body on account of how much they were throbbing with pain at the moment as he was made to stand right in front of the towering, older man.
Again, Neji expected something, but received something else as he thought that Hidan was going to shout at him again; possibly to call him another name; but he was wrong. Suddenly, a heavy, solid fist smashed into Neji's left cheek that sent the Hyuuga staggering to the opposite side for a few steps until he fell onto the floor once more.
"This isn't happening, this isn't happening…there's no way, there's just no…I don't even know anybody that could...I don't..." Neji's now pounding mind reeled back and forth fruitlessly as he Hyuuga tasted the putrid, metallic taste of his own blood on his tongue before spitting out a substantial amount of the fluid onto the carpet once he thought it was going to run down his throat.
Neji's jaw was on fire from the blow and he could only register the sharp, panging sensations radiating within him from his ribs as he was pulled from the floor like a rag doll and effortlessly thrown on top of the large bed, though the act meant little to nothing to the pained, panicking Hyuuga.
Slowly, Neji cracked open tearful eyes; seeing his view of the untouched, patterned white ceiling get completely sullied as Hidan crawled directly on top of him; Neji's body barely capable of even feeling any addition weight to his own as his mind was almost in a drug-induced shut-down mode that made him feel like he was just so very, very far away…and that this was not even happening to him right now.
Mindlessly, Neji raised a cautious, shaking hand and gingerly touched the pads of his fingers to his swollen cheek that he imagined had to look extremely awful; but his actions were cut short as Hidan caught sight of Neji's free-willed actions and instantly snatched Neji's wrists in his strong, calloused hands again.
Neji cried out in pain; his wrists totally feeling like they would snap at any second; as Hidan kept them above Neji's head and all-too-easily tied his black tie around them and the golden-barred headboard; restrained Neji's frail movements completely.
Hidan spoke to him again, but, to Neji, it only sounded like a dull droll of mashed-up words; even as he could see right into those narrowed, furious-looking purple orbs as Hidan was violently discarding Neji's clothes by means of urgent, crazed ripping and tugging – a quick smack to the hurt side of his face after he was done told Neji that he must have screwed up again somehow.
His face turned to the side on account of the 'discipline' smack, Neji began to weep whole-heartedly; large, wet tears streaming down his bleeding, bruised face as he cried loudly– his whole life, his entire way of thinking and doing things, were crumbling right before his eyes at the moment…in a matter of minutes, and in the worst possible way.
"Ha! Oh, so you're crying now?" Hidan commented darkly as he placed Neji's shaking legs on top of his still-clothed shoulders; his impossibly cruel eyes loving how Neji's bound hands were tugging hopelessly at his restraints while his whole body shivered as he cried fully against his own shoulder.
"Yeah right…whores don't cry," Hidan said with too much steel in his words for the already beaten and broken Neji Hyuuga to sustain any further before screaming out of both deep, scathing self-loathing as well as mind-splitting pain when Hidan followed through on his unforgiving words to the younger man with a hasty snap forward of his hips that drove his rigid, glistening cock all the way into Neji's tight, unprepared entrance.
The pain was excruciating; causing even more tears to fall from lovely, squinting eyes as Neji continued to scream his lungs and throat raw – his breath quickly leaving him and making him cough a number of times as Hidan was ruthless in the way he sadistically thrust his hips against Neji's ass.
Over and over, Hidan maintained his steady, brutal pace of fucking Neji into the bed; no kind of regard was being shown towards Neji and his needs in the least; as the silver-haired man only focused on thrusting himself in deeper and harder into Neji's clenching, quivering ass as much, and as harsh as he pleased.
Neji had forced himself to stop crying; his sobs only wracking through his lithe frame in erratic, short bursts that made him tense up, as he coerced his body to go into a numb-like state where he would not have to feel so much mental and physical pain anymore – the Hyuuga's strained fingers going limp and giving up their task of pulling at the tightly knotted tie around his hands in the process.
While it was a deadening experience to just lay back and allow your body to be moved and manipulated for the sole purpose so the man above could get off, Neji had never felt so utterly void of emotion and feeling in his life.
He had known all along that some of his particular choices in life had not been the most savory; nor were they the best at times; but this…this was shattering everything that Neji had told himself was okay despite it not being so.
Neji did not even feel it when Hidan came inside his body; the evil man's low, raspy voice sounding above him as he tipped his silver head back and rode out his orgasm as he used his hands to grind Neji's dripping ass even further again his own groin as he experienced his relief.
Neji blinked slowly at the man; his stunning eyes only half-opened as he could only lay there and accept whatever else took place to or around him…it just did no matter anymore.
He had lost.
The next time Neji blinked, it was to the view of Hidan uncaringly removing himself of the Hyuuga's body, which was quickly followed by the man re-buttoning his shirt and tucking it back in his pants.
Neji licked his terribly dry lips as his throat burned as his chest felt caved-in. He needed water and he needed it badly. His nerves started to kick in a bit upon realizing that Hidan was done with him, and that it was over…finally.
Then, Hidan was out of Neji's glazed-over sight, though he felt his hands being released from the headboard – Hidan obviously needing his black tie back.
No longer truly fearing any further consequence for his actions, Neji carefully sat up in bed once he was allow to – the realization hitting him square in the face that he was sitting on slick, moist sheets which made him immediately drop his head to see the case.
Blood. Neji was sitting in a puddle of his own blood that had clearly soaked through the sheets and was probably staining the mattress as well.
Was that why Neji was feeling so light-headed earlier?
That thought put a whole new twist of fear into the young Hyuuga as he gasped aloud.
Just then, Hidan; now fully dressed and preparing to leave right away; took hold of the Hyuuga's chin in between his thumb and first two fingers, and turned Neji's head towards him as he bent over to look the scared young man in the eye.
"You don't tell anyone about this. Got it?!" Hidan warned right to the Hyuuga's wide, teary eyes – Neji's head quickly nodding in agreement as soon as the venom-laced words left Hidan's despicable mouth; even without even truly grasping what such an order fully meant for him…all he knew is that he better make it look like he was going to cooperate no matter what.
"Good," Hidan spat as he released Neji's chin with a spiteful toss if his hand which practically made the defeated and defiled younger man fall over sideways back onto the bed.
All Neji could do was stare right out in front of him; barely blinking, barely seeing; as he only heard the sound of the hotel room door be closed shut once Hidan left.
The taste inside Neji's mouth was terrible; like some kind of horrible dirty, iron tang that made him want to gag. The pain that riddled Neji's sitting form was close to unbearable, as the Hyuuga knew that Hidan had torn his anus and that that was why he could not stop bleeding the way he was. Most of all, Neji's head hurt. The blows to the face had felt like stabs of glass at the time, but now there was just this dull, constant pulsing of pain that never seemed to go away.
Neji placed an unsteady hand on one of his ribs and winced at the quick flash of red-hot pain that sizzled through him from the pressure before everything just seemed to blur around the edges in his vision...everything just seemed to mesh together like when too much paint gets swirled and swirled along the canvas until all that is there is just a huge, indistinguishable nothing.
With that, Neji's eyes rolled in the back of his head and he passed out; falling over to his left side which made him tangle in the heavily stained sheets and slowly sink to the floor.
Until, four hours later…
"Jesus Christ, what happened to him? What's his status?" a smooth but jumbled voice sounded from overhead Neji's weary, awakening body; pale-lavender eyes trying to open despite how unimaginably bright it was above as he was starting to come to.
"A maid found him like this at the Barrington Hotel…passed out in bed…vitals are stable, but some injuries…"another male voice replied; obviously for an answer to the first speaker.
Though Neji was still trying to open his eyes without making his head hurt anymore, his other senses were telling him that he was lying down, the owners of those voices were close, and that his body was being moved somehow.
"On my mark; three, two, one," a third voice called out; this one female; and suddenly, Neji's eyes flew open as he felt three pairs of hands dig themselves underneath his body, lift him up, and then place him on top of another flat surface.
Large, bright lights in the tiled ceiling stung Neji's eyes, but he willed that kind of minor discomfort away as he craned his neck up to finally make sense of what was going on around him.
Medical equipment beeped with his heart rate and blood pressure nearby, tubes were running from bags with fluid in them to his arms, and Neji could see a small woman with long blue hair kept up in a messy bun with a white flower quickly walk from this way to that while looking over a chart.
Neji swallowed thickly as he realized that he must be in an emergency room; warm, painful tears once again threatening to collect in his eyes upon remembering why he would even need to be in a place like this.
"Hey. You're going to be just fine," the owner of the first voice he had heard a second ago spoke again from Neji's left; causing the Hyuuga to immediately turn his head slightly in that direction as his lips parted and brows knit together questioningly…though, the sheer sound of that voice already sounded familiar to the Hyuuga.
Neji's eyes widened as his lips parted even further; his breath leaving him completely for a brief moment; as he rested his sore, teary eyes on the gentle, kind smile gracing the perfect mouth of Itachi Uchiha as he finished scribbling something on Neji's medical chart before handing it back to his nurse, Konan on his left.
Itachi maintained his comforting smile down at the young man in his care as he blinked his calming, black eyes; making Neji's heart speed up momentarily that just so happened to be quite audible due to the monitoring equipment he was hooked up to. Itachi chuckled humbly at how shocked Neji was to see him as the younger of the two could not help but let his gaze seek out Itachi's long, white doctor's coat, the green stethoscope around his neck, and his white and blue nametag over his left breast pocket that boldly read: Itachi Uchiha, M.D.
"Itachi…" Neji could only whisper, as if to marvel in the man's presence, before a deep coma-like sleep overcame him; effectively knocking him out once more as his mind could not handle such unexpected illumination at this point…though the full intention of Neji's attempted statement to the man would have been more like "Itachi, I'm sorry."
Author's Note: Jeeze Louise. HA! (who says that anymore, right? lol.) Welp, it had to be done, but I finally made Neji hit rock bottom in the story. Only where to go is up from here, right? Yes. That's my thought on it. Tell me what you think in a review if you please. ;)
