Title: Shades
Pairing: Gaa/Neji … and Naru/Sasu (if you squint very and I mean VERY hard.)
Genre: Angst/Romance.
Chapter Song: "Life of A Stanger" by Nadia
A.N: My Gaara has eyebrows.
Fair warning, I'm going way off tangent this time, whole different field. I'm shamelessly ripping off 'Shades Of Grey' the title, the actions, some of the plot, and all of the freaking hotness.
Disclaimer: I do not own "Naruto" or "Shades Of Grey". The honors go to Masashi Kishimoto and E.L. James respectively.
Warning: BDSM, sadism, drugs, alcohol, snark, kink and sex and lots of it. I will not be responsible if little kids get corrupted, just sayin'.
A/N: Lately I've been re-reading Summer Camp and holy freakin' hell, the amounts of typos in that thing are astounding. Anyone who had read Summer Camp should be commended for not cussing me out. I sincerely apologies for abusing your eyeballs.
Summary: "I always wonder why some of Kohona's elite like you turn up on this particular side of the tracks…" a dark smoky voice materialized out of the gloom, "but then again you wouldn't believe how much of your kind ends up down here." Those were the first word Neji Hyuuga heard while squinting in the thickdarkness. Pity he didn't know those words would change his life.
Chapter one: Blanc
"Gaara," he murmured testing the name on his lips. "Hyuuga Neji".
A brow arched, "My, my, what is a Hyuuga doing slumming way down here?"
Neji laughed nervously, "Got trapped doing a favour for a friend."
A derisive snort, "To subject you to these streets that friend must owe you a blood ransom."
"My words exactly." Neji concurred reaching up to tuck a stray lock behind his ear but a hand sporting black painted nails got to it first. The cold tips lightly rested against a pale cheek.
Surprisingly Neji, usually completely paranoid about personal space, didn't shift away from the touch.
"It's clear that you don't know anything about what's going on down here, my price though is your phone number and I seriously want to kiss you."
Neji blinked.
The phone number he could deal with but to kiss a total stranger, and a man to boot?
Lips quirked, "You were thinking something else, I take it."
"To be honest, yes."
"Well?"
He shrugged. He had never kissed a man before but what was there to lose. Compared to the kind of peril he might face, a risk of his life, kissing a stranger was a way lesser evil.
"Agreed."
A smirk. "Go ahead, I'll follow. Where were you heading anyway?"
"The health centre, my 'friend' which incidentally I'm seriously going to reconsider, asked me to collect some medications for him."
Gaara turned and nodded, "Go."
Neji smiled slightly and started walked through the gloom. A glimmer of weak street lamp signalled the end of the alley and the beginning of the crossroad and it came with this.
"Well, well, what do we have here?"
Neji paused.
"Well brother it seems fortune has smiled on us, we seem to have a Hyuuga in our midst."
Two forms, gaunt and silver headed materialized out of the gloom.
"And an alone Hyuuga."
"What makes you think he's alone?"
Two heads snapped around, "Sabaku, you protect him?"
Gaara emerged from the darkness, placed a hand on Neji's shoulder and pieced the twins with a cutting look, "If you mean my boyfriend, yes."
Double sorts, "How did you, the resident freak trap a Hyuuga?"
"Hypnotism," Gaara answered blankly "Now are you two rejects going to let us pass or should I casually mention to Kazuku that the PCP you deal is laced with fenchone?(1)"
They went pale….well…paler.
"Go ahead Sabaku but remember this, one day you will stop being the golden boy."
Gaara snorted.
At a distance from the confrontation Neji dared to ask, "Golden boy?"
"Trust me, you don't want to know." Was the simple answer.
They travelled in easy silence till they arrived at the center, Neji entered, waited a few minutes, collected the package and exited to see Gaara leaning on a wall, head titled up, eyes closed with a trail of smoke flitting up from a menthol cigarette held laxly in his lips.
He looked so serene Neji was loath to disturb him. It didn't matter anyway, a second later the cigarette was crushed under an unforgiving heel.
Neji stood there feeling awkward. "…Thank you."
"Ki ni shidaide,(2), no problem." Gaara replied, the edges of his lips tilting slightly up wile nodding to something behind the teen.
"Your car?"
Neji half twisted, "Yes."
Reaching for his pen he lightly took Gaara's hand and scribbled a string of digits on the palm. Then in one smooth move his back met the side of the Audi with green eyes piercing him.
Neji's breath hitched.
A gloved hand tilted the Hyuuga's chin upwards and subsequently sent shivers through Neji's skin.
"You've never let a man touch you, have you?"
A blink, "To be honest, I've never really let anyone touch me."
"Well I'm honored to be the first."
Gaara cupped his chin and leaned in, Neji paused for a moment the slightly parted lips. The kiss was tentative, a mere meeting of lips. Gaara slowly angled his head and a warm tongue swept over a trembling upper lip. He then stopped and suckled, teeth lightly nipping at the tender under skin. The sensation produced caused Neji's eyelids to flutter. Then Gaara with another small shift lightly bit down on a plum bottom lip.
Then something unbelievably scary shot through Neji's gut.
Pulling back Neji stood dumbfounded. "..I …should go."
"Yes, you probably should." Gaara replied softly.
Fumbling for his keys Neji slipped into the tan leather interior and started the car. The sibilant hum of the machine made him calm down somewhat while pulling out. Two blocks later Neji slammed down the brakes and allowed his head to meet the steering wheel, eyes unbelievably wide.
Unbidden his teeth clamped down on the abused lip and worried it.
Leaning back on the headrest he stared into space. How…what…what the hell had just happened. What the freaking hell was that rush of emotion and insane energy that barraged him in one touch.
Eyes closed he wondered, could he be….gay?
To be honest he had never put any thought into his sexuality. He'd just assumed that he'd follow the usual pattern, grow up, graduate college, get married and have children. Just like the clan's expectations, just like tradition, just like normal.
Considering what had just happened that seemed extremely shaky.
Restarting the car he slowly drove into the Hyuuga compound. Thankfully it lacked the usual press of nighttime guards. He entered the manor house, made his way to his room and deposited Sasuke's package on a nearby desk. Robotically he changed into silken pajama bottoms and flopped unto the bed, eyes still unfocused.
"Gaara," he murmured, "What did you do to me?"
Saturday morning 8 a.m.
"Neji?"
He spun around to see the wide eyes of his cousin Hinata clearly coming from a training session with her private sensei Kurenai.
"Hinata- itoko san." He acknowledged.
Her head tilted, "You look different, did something happen to you?"
'Oh cousin, if you only knew.' He thought. Marshalling a smile he replied, "No. Not really. I was just meditating by the brook."
"Oh." She accepted gently.
Neji fidgeted. Even though she was his closest cousin he was still uncomfortable around her.
"If you'll excuse me, I have a study session with Sasuke today."
"Of course." And scurried off.
Neji shook his head, how that girl was to be the head of the clan in the future he didn't know. Reaching his chamber he dis-robed for a shower. Tilting his head under the warm water his mid was replaying what had happened last night. Unconsciously his hands started shampooing his hair while his mind was still replaying the kiss and his reaction.
He shivered.
After dying the metre long tresses his hand drifted up to rest on his lips, they s8till seemed to be tingling even after hours had passed.
While slipping on his cobalt turtle-neck the phone rang. It was Sasuke.
"I'm disappointed, you're still clinging to life."
"Hardy har har, bastard. Did you get them?" he was asked.
"Did you get my scarf?" he shot back instantly.
"Sure, but Itachi ripped me a three hour lecture before I got them."
"Well, I have your poison."
A grunt.
"Uchiha, your really should learn to use actual words, you sound like a Neanderthal."
"How about this, fuck you, Hyuuga."
"Better but still crass. See you at the park."
Neji tried to stifle his laughter. Sasuke's gaze, if properly ignited could burn a crater sized hole in the oak tree he was glaring at. Dressed in his signature blacks Sasuke looked like something out of a mortuary magazine.
He clamped down on a snicker as a dark look promising pain and torture was shot his way. Getting back in control he sighed; "Well are you going to spit it out or what?"
No answer.
Normally observing Sasuke in one of his snits was amusing as hell but this time was clearly calling for damage control.
"Okay," he relented "What did Itachi do this time?"
Sasuke shot him a look that aimed properly could fillet an elephant. "He told my mother."
Neji grimaced. If Mikoto knew that automatically screamed that his father knew as well and that shouted massive trouble.
"I've been informed that daddy dearest is coming back home to "manage the family"."
He couldn't believe he was doing to do this but, desperate times. "Do you want to hide out in my cabin for a few days?"
Sasuke's head shot up, "What?"
Neji shrugged, "Spring break is coming up, and I'd like to think you'd like a break."
Nothing.
Neji pressed on. "We could call it a marathon study break, you know for the upcoming midterms."
Sasuke's lips twisted, "I'm touched and frankly terrified. You're not going to drug ma and sell my organs to science are you?"
Neji blinked then shook his head, typical paranoid Sasuke."Don't sweat it."
Sasuke sighed running a hand through his spikey hair, "You've got my drugs don't you?"
"You have my scarf?"
Sasuke snorted and produced a leather wrapped package. Neji reiterated by handing him the bottle of meds. Then he glanced up to meet a piercing stare.
He squirmed internally. "What?"
Sasuke shook his head, "You look…different."
Fuck.
Neji pulled an Oscar worthy performance out of thin air. "You're seeing things Uchiha. Maybe the prophecy by your shrinks are coming through and you're finally going crazy."
Sasuke shook his head and turned away mumbling to himself. "Maybe you're right, maybe I am seeing things."
Neji released a breath. Disaster adverted…for now.
Vocab:
fenchone?(1)" is an orgnainc compound found in 'absinthe' that makes people crazy.
"Ki ni shidaide,(2), basically 'dont sweat it.'
Second Chap of 'Drafted' is being difficult but it is coming.
and as usual;
REVIEW DAMNIT!