A/N: An idea between SUPERJAILed, our friend Kendra, and I.
I got custody of the idea so I wrote it.
Hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: Do not own Shikamaru and Neji. Or Gaara. Or the World of Naruto. Bummer.
Mine
It was a dark, cold night when Shikamaru decided it was time to get over his fears, his anxieties, and just go for everything he wanted in life. Yes, everyone must have seen him as a troublesome, lethargic Jounin with an intelligent mind but... he wanted to be special. He knew it would be troublesome to try but it would be even more troublesome to let the man of his life escape his grasp. He was so close.
Walking down the quiet, leaf-ridden alleyways of Konoha, the black-haired Jounin spotted a speck of sand signaling him. He smiled and ran around a corner, expecting to see his assistant. However, no one was there. "Gaara-san?"
Gaara moved back into the shadows, retreating from view until Shikamaru stood directly in his path. An arm of sand sprang out and wrapped itself around Shikamaru's tall figure. The sand pulled him forward and Gaara wrapped his arms around him. "Why are you so formal?"
Shikamaru went to rub his shoulder, blushed and looked away. "Gaara-san, remember, the only man I intend to be with is Neji-kun. Him... and only him. You are quite sexy though." Shikamaru looked into Gaara emerald eyes and could not help but frown. He had once fallen in love with the man but he could not live without the pearly-eyed Hyuuga. "Thanks for all your help; you know I really appreciate it. Shall we go?"
Gaara peered back into Shikamaru's deep dark eyes and smiled, darkly. "What makes you think I was-" The redhead's smile softened suddenly and he pushed Shikamaru off. The embrace brought back memories—wanted or unfavorable. It hadn't surprised him that the tall, muscular man was in love with the Hyuuga. "Let's go, lover boy."
Shikamaru jumped onto the nearest tree, followed closely by Gaara. It took only a mere five minutes to arrive to the Hyuuga compound as Shikamaru raced down, sprinting for the gated door, ignoring the obvious barrier and the signals to stop. He jumped and landed on the other side. He grinned as he peered at the highest window. Then, as on impulse, he jumped one last time and walked through the open window, through the curtains. He gasped as he noticed he walked in on a naked Neji.
Neji jumped as he heard the voice of a man behind him. Groping for the towel on his tatami mat, he wrapped it around his muscular body and blushed as he saw Shikamaru's face. "Shikamaru..." he said, stopping himself.
Neji attempted to cover his embarrassment by angrily scolding him. Clearing his throat, he asked, "What are you doing here?"
He reminded himself of his lack of posture and tried to look dignified, if only in a bath towel. His face reddened even more.
Shikamaru was in speechless joy. He'd enjoyed the few moments of the show, and he wished it back. Then, he remembered a vague voice as he heard the last part of Neji's scolding question. "N-neji. I came to tell you something. Please, I didn't mean anything by coming in through your window...as I can see; you've just taken a shower...I didn't mean to intrude."
Neji let out a comforting sigh and released his acute anguish into the air. Securing his towel in place with an extra knot, he let Shikamaru speak as if it were a privilege. "What is it you want to tell me?" he asked patiently. That soon disappeared as the feeling of anxiousness arose in his stomach as if he was yearning for good news. The last drop of water escaped from the end of his sleek black hair and rolled down his pale body, eventually disappearing into his towel.
"Neji-kun... I wanted to say...Well..." Shikamaru adjusted his weight on his feet and continued. "I think it'd be better if I showed you-" The tall, dark-haired man advanced to Neji's bare body and grasped his shoulders. Lowering his head, Shikamaru placed a warm, soft kiss on Neji's lips. From behind, Shikamaru could hear Gaara scoffing and muttering. Yet, nothing could bring him down as he waited to see if Neji would return the blissful kiss.
Neji's breath was swept away at that moment, but that didn't stop him from returning the favor. The Hyuuga gathered himself and placed one hand on the back of the other man's head. The pressure he applied drove him into a more romantic, passionate kiss, and sure enough got Shikamaru's attention. Neji resumed his powerful position, kissing oh-so-well, and making sure nothing became disarranged in his love trap. He slowly slid his hand down Shikamaru's back, waiting for a reaction.
An instant hardening occurred. Shikamaru's courage increased and her gripped at the towel covering Neji's precious body. Neji gasped at Shikamaru's nerve.
Shikamaru smiled and took it as an opening. Tightening his grip on Neji, he slipped his tongue inside. Shikamaru's tongue wrapped around Neji's and performed an erotic dance causing the man to tremble under the extreme sense of pleasure. Pressing his pelvis against Shikamaru, Neji went wide-eyed and felt himself get hard.
He pushed the pearly-white eyed Hyuuga down onto the tatami mat and pinned him to the ground. Neji looked up at him and felt a shudder run through his spine.
"Well, I don't remember this in the plan…" Gaara stated. Then, his lip quivered. "Do you want me to leave? Do you your privacy and all--?"
Shikamaru's stomach lurched as he felt new emotions claw at him. He moaned as he ran his hands down Neji's bare chest. "Just get out."
Appalled, Gaara rolled his eyes, jumping down from the room. His shoulders tensed, he ran his hand through his short, red hair. He sighed and shoved his hands into his pockets. He was surely jealous of Neji.
Neji moaned as Shikamaru placed small butterfly kisses trailing down his neck, chest, and waist—
"Shika-kun, remove your clothes. It'd only be fair." Neji teased. "Only, if you'll have me--"
"Always… Will you have me?" Shikamaru exhaled and kissed Neji's navel.
Another moan escaped and Neji moistened his lip. "I thought I was troublesome--"
Shikamaru gazed up at Neji and shook his head. Then, he covered his lips with his own: the man grabbed at the towel and tossed it across the room, and Neji slipped his fingers under the seam of the black mesh top covering Shikamaru's chest.
"You aren't. Will you have me?"
"There's no need for that. Of course, you're mine forever." Shikamaru kissed Neji once more and allowed himself to be swept off in the moment.
A/N: So yeah. Review. I'll love you. So will SUPERJAILed. Oh she will. We both will.