Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Passion ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Queen_Dark 
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 08.23.2008 | Updated On: 08.27.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 218 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 08.23.2008 | Updated On: 08.27.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 218 | Status: Completed
It was a weekend, so everyone was home at Gaara's house, and currently the were all relaxed in the living room. Well, everyone but Naruto, who had just walked in with a letter in his hand, he was eyeing it as if it were gonna bite him. “Hey mom, since when do you know the Hyuga's?” he asked absentmindedly flipping the envelope again, and again, trying to figure out the contents.
“It doesn't matter, throw it away.” she replied without looking up from the lyrics of the song she was currently writing.
“Aren't you going to read it?” Naruto tried again.
“No, now I said throw it away.”
“I'm reading it anyway!” Naruto said in sing song, before ripping open the letter.
“Naruto! You better not!” She yelled, turning to glare at the blounde boy, and by this time Gaara was watching them both in interest.
“Alright, it says,
'Dear Maya,
I know that we have grown apart.Me you, and Fugaku. Yet, despite that I grasp fitfullyat the hope that you will just finish reading thisletter. Please, just hear me out this one time.And tell me, do you remember when we were young?Do you remember the promise we made?I know you do, and out of all three of us. I knowthat you will keep this promise without a doubt,even though it has been so long you will still keep it.So as stupid as it may sound, I call upon you, Maya.To bring us all together. Meet me and Fugaku at mymansion, 9:00 p.m. Also, if it so pleases you. Bringyour children.
Forever,
Hyuga Hiashi'
wow, he really is desperate to speak to you.” Naruto said, slightly aw stricken by the letter.
“I told you throw it away! Damn it, now I have to attend that stupid meeting.” Immediately she began chewing on her finger nails in thought. “I should just kill you for even opening that letter Uzumaki Naruto!” she yelled running up the steps and into her room, moments later Gaara and Naruto could hear the sounds of clothes hitting the floor.
“This is just wonderful, look what you've gone and done now Naruto.” Gaara scowled at the blounde who just smiled sheepishly in reply.
“GAARA! NARUTO! BOTH OF YOU GET DRESSED NOW!” Maya yelled down the step at her two sons. Naruto and Gaara groaned, before trudging there way up the steps.
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Maya threw open the door to the Hyuga mansion's office, “I'm here, what do you want?” she asked rather rudely, her arms were folded over her chest.
“I really wish you wouldn't behave so rudely.” Hiashi replied without looking up from the papers on the desk.
“Just who the hell do you think your talking to?” she cursed, glaring at the long haired man in front of her, before stepping forward and slamming her hands on his desk.
Slowly, almost hesitantly he looked up at her, “M-Maya, you actually came.” with that he immediately began eyeing the woman carefully.
“Uncle I wasn't sure if I should let her in, but well, she's really insistent and just pushed passed me.” Neji said apologetically, bowing his head in respect.
“It's ok, now you three run along before I embarrass Hiashi in front of you all.” she replied before the long haired man could, a sadistic smile playing across her lips. “Also, be a dear and fetch Fugaku for me would you.” Maya said in a rhetorical matter, before the door shut completely.
Once safely in the hallway away from his mother, Naruto giggled to himself, “Oh, it looks like your Uncle is in big trouble Neji. I mean, when I read that letter to her, well I don't think I've heard her curse so much in my whole life.” Naruto commented, while poking Neji on the shoulder annoyingly. Gaara said nothing, as he rolled his eyes at his younger brother's antics.
Neji cracked open the door to the Hyuga private library, where Fugaku, Itachi and Sasuke were currently sitting and waiting quietly. As soon as the door opened, full attention was the long haired brunette. “Uchiha-san, your wanted in my Uncle's office.” Neji said softly, the oldest of the three stood up, and immediately left the room without a word.
With the man out of sight moments later, Neji stepped behind Naruto and gave him a push. Sending him, stumbling into the room, quickly Neji slammed the door shut, successfully trapping the blounde boy in the room. “Have fun!” he yelled before laughing softly and gently grabbing Gaara's hand. “Come on up to my room.” the long haired boy said in a low voice, as they both ignored Naruto's screams from behind the heavy wood door.
~~~~~
Once up in Neji's room, Gaara took a seat on the soft, all white bed. The room was pretty much devoid of all color, getting bored quickly with the scenery, Gaara decided to do a little searching. Since well, Neji had stepped out of the room, promising to return.
Walking over to the dresser, there was nothing, all clothes, and all in which were white, and perfectly folded. Gaara stared blankly before shutting the dresser drawers and wandering over to the closet. Again all perfectly lined clothes, all school uniforms. Geez, how many of these things did he need?
Behind the uniforms, Gaara spotted a bit of what looked like a door. Pushing the clothes to the side, the red head slid open the concealed door. Inside was a small room, and the wall were, covered with pictures of... himself. In various places, and doing various things.
Subconsciously he registered Neji standing behind him, but Gaara couldn't tear his eyes away from the walls. For some reason, he found the sight to be strangely beautiful. “How many are there?” he asked, the lavender eyed boy standing behind him.
“I don't know anymore.” Neji replied honestly, Gaara turned slowly to face him and for a moment Neji's breath hitched.
“You made me look... attractive.” Gaara mumbled softly, looking up at the lavender eyes. Hesitantly he reached up to touch the bandanna that was wrapped around his head. He never realized, or well, he never paid much attention, to the fact the Neji wore something on his head always. Before his fingers could graze the soft fabric, Gaara's wrist was in the others boy's strong grip. “I'll let you take pictures of me, if you let me take it off.” the red head whispered, as if someone was listening in.
Neji looked away for a moment, in silent contemplation before releasing the red head's wrist. Immediately afterwards the small hand attached to the wrist, slowly pulled off the bandanna. To reveal, that underneath it was a light green tattoo, the color of Gaara's eyes almost.
“Why do you hide it?” Gaara asked softly letting his hand trace lightly over the smooth skin.
“It's a shameful thing to have.” came the simple reply.
“I don't understand.” the red head said in a soft voice.
“I'm not getting anything else for answering your questions, you only asked to remove the bandanna.” Neji said with a smirk.
“Oh so now I have to bargain you for questions. Hmm... what could I possibly use to bargain with my stalker?” Gaara asked, a grin on his face as he went back into Neji's main room. “Oh I know...” he said crawling onto the large bed. “... I will take off one piece of clothing for every question you answer.” Neji eyes widened at the offer, and for a moment he thought that perhaps it was a joke.
That was until, the red head turned to face him, a sadistic grin on his face. Much the same as his mother had got when she said she threatened to hurt Hiashi. “H-hai, I'll do it.”
Removing both his socks, Gaara tossed them at Neji, who looked at them questioningly. “For the question I asked you earlier.” came the answer to the unasked question.
“I see, every Hyuga that is not of the main branch family is branded with this mark. It's a sign of us being somehow... lesser than them.” Neji replied calmly, his stomach twisting in knots at the answer. Without looking up to meet the red heads gaze, he grabbed the camera off his desk and snapped a picture.
Off came the red heads shirt next, which was also thrown at Neji. Neji's breath hitched slightly at the sight of the pale chest, and flat stomach. Was it even normal for someone to be so pale? He snapped another picture waiting for the second question he knew was coming.
“Ok, so what's with your strange fetish with recording everything?”
“Not everything, just you.”
“Ok, but that doesn't answer my question.”
“I don't want to forget.”
“Why would you forget?”
Neji sighed, moving around the bed, snapping more photo's. Once he was behind the Gaara, the red head craned his neck to see the other boy. Only to get another photo taken of him. “You know, there are always some moments, precise moments in time. Where you forget how the person was posed that made you stop breathing. Or how the sun hit there hair just right, and your heart skipped a beat.”
“You make it sound poetic. Wouldn't the effect be lost after looking at the film, or the picture too many times?” Gaara asked, laying on his back so he could look at Neji upside down.
“Not if you get the image just right... no it won't. Anyway, with the amount of questions you just asked me, you so should be nude by now.” Neji noted teasingly.
“You want me nude?” Gaara asked, another sadistic smile playing across his lips. The red head rolled onto his stomach before pushing himself up on his knees.
Neji gulped, as the thought made him blush... and why did his pants suddenly feel like they were getting too tight. He continued watching though, as the red head hooked his thumbs under the hem of his pants and slowly tugged them downwards...
“Gaara come on, we're leaving!” the red head heard his mother yell, at a surprisingly close distance. Gaara got off the bed and moved toward the door, opening it to meet her.
Neji groaned and turned away from the door trying to rein in his growing... need. “Why are you shirtless?” Maya asked, looking at her son oddly.
“I was hot.” Gaara lied pitifully, his mother sweat dropped.
“Don't lie to me unless, you've thought up something at least halfway believable.” she scolded. “Now grab your shirt and come on.” the red head nodded scooping up his shirt and socks, pulling on his shirt as he walked down the hallway. Naruto was looking at the floor, and wouldn't look up.
“Goodbye Neji!” the woman yelled, before they turned the corner in the hallway.
A/N
Alright did you like it? Hate it? Please don't hate it!! -cries pitifully- Anyways, review please. And don't be mean if you can.
“It doesn't matter, throw it away.” she replied without looking up from the lyrics of the song she was currently writing.
“Aren't you going to read it?” Naruto tried again.
“No, now I said throw it away.”
“I'm reading it anyway!” Naruto said in sing song, before ripping open the letter.
“Naruto! You better not!” She yelled, turning to glare at the blounde boy, and by this time Gaara was watching them both in interest.
“Alright, it says,
'Dear Maya,
I know that we have grown apart.Me you, and Fugaku. Yet, despite that I grasp fitfullyat the hope that you will just finish reading thisletter. Please, just hear me out this one time.And tell me, do you remember when we were young?Do you remember the promise we made?I know you do, and out of all three of us. I knowthat you will keep this promise without a doubt,even though it has been so long you will still keep it.So as stupid as it may sound, I call upon you, Maya.To bring us all together. Meet me and Fugaku at mymansion, 9:00 p.m. Also, if it so pleases you. Bringyour children.
Forever,
Hyuga Hiashi'
wow, he really is desperate to speak to you.” Naruto said, slightly aw stricken by the letter.
“I told you throw it away! Damn it, now I have to attend that stupid meeting.” Immediately she began chewing on her finger nails in thought. “I should just kill you for even opening that letter Uzumaki Naruto!” she yelled running up the steps and into her room, moments later Gaara and Naruto could hear the sounds of clothes hitting the floor.
“This is just wonderful, look what you've gone and done now Naruto.” Gaara scowled at the blounde who just smiled sheepishly in reply.
“GAARA! NARUTO! BOTH OF YOU GET DRESSED NOW!” Maya yelled down the step at her two sons. Naruto and Gaara groaned, before trudging there way up the steps.
Maya threw open the door to the Hyuga mansion's office, “I'm here, what do you want?” she asked rather rudely, her arms were folded over her chest.
“I really wish you wouldn't behave so rudely.” Hiashi replied without looking up from the papers on the desk.
“Just who the hell do you think your talking to?” she cursed, glaring at the long haired man in front of her, before stepping forward and slamming her hands on his desk.
Slowly, almost hesitantly he looked up at her, “M-Maya, you actually came.” with that he immediately began eyeing the woman carefully.
“Uncle I wasn't sure if I should let her in, but well, she's really insistent and just pushed passed me.” Neji said apologetically, bowing his head in respect.
“It's ok, now you three run along before I embarrass Hiashi in front of you all.” she replied before the long haired man could, a sadistic smile playing across her lips. “Also, be a dear and fetch Fugaku for me would you.” Maya said in a rhetorical matter, before the door shut completely.
Once safely in the hallway away from his mother, Naruto giggled to himself, “Oh, it looks like your Uncle is in big trouble Neji. I mean, when I read that letter to her, well I don't think I've heard her curse so much in my whole life.” Naruto commented, while poking Neji on the shoulder annoyingly. Gaara said nothing, as he rolled his eyes at his younger brother's antics.
Neji cracked open the door to the Hyuga private library, where Fugaku, Itachi and Sasuke were currently sitting and waiting quietly. As soon as the door opened, full attention was the long haired brunette. “Uchiha-san, your wanted in my Uncle's office.” Neji said softly, the oldest of the three stood up, and immediately left the room without a word.
With the man out of sight moments later, Neji stepped behind Naruto and gave him a push. Sending him, stumbling into the room, quickly Neji slammed the door shut, successfully trapping the blounde boy in the room. “Have fun!” he yelled before laughing softly and gently grabbing Gaara's hand. “Come on up to my room.” the long haired boy said in a low voice, as they both ignored Naruto's screams from behind the heavy wood door.
Once up in Neji's room, Gaara took a seat on the soft, all white bed. The room was pretty much devoid of all color, getting bored quickly with the scenery, Gaara decided to do a little searching. Since well, Neji had stepped out of the room, promising to return.
Walking over to the dresser, there was nothing, all clothes, and all in which were white, and perfectly folded. Gaara stared blankly before shutting the dresser drawers and wandering over to the closet. Again all perfectly lined clothes, all school uniforms. Geez, how many of these things did he need?
Behind the uniforms, Gaara spotted a bit of what looked like a door. Pushing the clothes to the side, the red head slid open the concealed door. Inside was a small room, and the wall were, covered with pictures of... himself. In various places, and doing various things.
Subconsciously he registered Neji standing behind him, but Gaara couldn't tear his eyes away from the walls. For some reason, he found the sight to be strangely beautiful. “How many are there?” he asked, the lavender eyed boy standing behind him.
“I don't know anymore.” Neji replied honestly, Gaara turned slowly to face him and for a moment Neji's breath hitched.
“You made me look... attractive.” Gaara mumbled softly, looking up at the lavender eyes. Hesitantly he reached up to touch the bandanna that was wrapped around his head. He never realized, or well, he never paid much attention, to the fact the Neji wore something on his head always. Before his fingers could graze the soft fabric, Gaara's wrist was in the others boy's strong grip. “I'll let you take pictures of me, if you let me take it off.” the red head whispered, as if someone was listening in.
Neji looked away for a moment, in silent contemplation before releasing the red head's wrist. Immediately afterwards the small hand attached to the wrist, slowly pulled off the bandanna. To reveal, that underneath it was a light green tattoo, the color of Gaara's eyes almost.
“Why do you hide it?” Gaara asked softly letting his hand trace lightly over the smooth skin.
“It's a shameful thing to have.” came the simple reply.
“I don't understand.” the red head said in a soft voice.
“I'm not getting anything else for answering your questions, you only asked to remove the bandanna.” Neji said with a smirk.
“Oh so now I have to bargain you for questions. Hmm... what could I possibly use to bargain with my stalker?” Gaara asked, a grin on his face as he went back into Neji's main room. “Oh I know...” he said crawling onto the large bed. “... I will take off one piece of clothing for every question you answer.” Neji eyes widened at the offer, and for a moment he thought that perhaps it was a joke.
That was until, the red head turned to face him, a sadistic grin on his face. Much the same as his mother had got when she said she threatened to hurt Hiashi. “H-hai, I'll do it.”
Removing both his socks, Gaara tossed them at Neji, who looked at them questioningly. “For the question I asked you earlier.” came the answer to the unasked question.
“I see, every Hyuga that is not of the main branch family is branded with this mark. It's a sign of us being somehow... lesser than them.” Neji replied calmly, his stomach twisting in knots at the answer. Without looking up to meet the red heads gaze, he grabbed the camera off his desk and snapped a picture.
Off came the red heads shirt next, which was also thrown at Neji. Neji's breath hitched slightly at the sight of the pale chest, and flat stomach. Was it even normal for someone to be so pale? He snapped another picture waiting for the second question he knew was coming.
“Ok, so what's with your strange fetish with recording everything?”
“Not everything, just you.”
“Ok, but that doesn't answer my question.”
“I don't want to forget.”
“Why would you forget?”
Neji sighed, moving around the bed, snapping more photo's. Once he was behind the Gaara, the red head craned his neck to see the other boy. Only to get another photo taken of him. “You know, there are always some moments, precise moments in time. Where you forget how the person was posed that made you stop breathing. Or how the sun hit there hair just right, and your heart skipped a beat.”
“You make it sound poetic. Wouldn't the effect be lost after looking at the film, or the picture too many times?” Gaara asked, laying on his back so he could look at Neji upside down.
“Not if you get the image just right... no it won't. Anyway, with the amount of questions you just asked me, you so should be nude by now.” Neji noted teasingly.
“You want me nude?” Gaara asked, another sadistic smile playing across his lips. The red head rolled onto his stomach before pushing himself up on his knees.
Neji gulped, as the thought made him blush... and why did his pants suddenly feel like they were getting too tight. He continued watching though, as the red head hooked his thumbs under the hem of his pants and slowly tugged them downwards...
“Gaara come on, we're leaving!” the red head heard his mother yell, at a surprisingly close distance. Gaara got off the bed and moved toward the door, opening it to meet her.
Neji groaned and turned away from the door trying to rein in his growing... need. “Why are you shirtless?” Maya asked, looking at her son oddly.
“I was hot.” Gaara lied pitifully, his mother sweat dropped.
“Don't lie to me unless, you've thought up something at least halfway believable.” she scolded. “Now grab your shirt and come on.” the red head nodded scooping up his shirt and socks, pulling on his shirt as he walked down the hallway. Naruto was looking at the floor, and wouldn't look up.
“Goodbye Neji!” the woman yelled, before they turned the corner in the hallway.
A/N
Alright did you like it? Hate it? Please don't hate it!! -cries pitifully- Anyways, review please. And don't be mean if you can.