What a Revelation (ShikaNeji, PG)
Title: What a Revelation
Prompt: 05. Earth-shattering; Table #12
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto or the characters used in this story.
Notes: Uh, I know the ending’s stupid, and I’m sorry. I'm so unhappy with this. But I think I might do a second part to this. Tell me what you think?
PS, One bash on Sakura, but I really dun hate her. (:
Naruto stuck out his arm, wrist limper than Sakura’s hair. “That kind of gay?” He asked incredulously, flopping around his arm.
Neji scowled. “No, not like that.” He reached over the table to push at the offending limb. “But yeah, gay - as in, interested in the same sex.”
“So you wanna bone other guys? Like us?” Kiba’s nose furrowed as though he had just smelt a three-year-old, dried stain of cheese. Actually, he was probably just disgusted by the chips smothered by salsa on the table in front of him.
Neji rolled his eyes. “If you must be so crude, yes.” He let his eyes glance over the whole group - Naruto, Lee, Kiba, Shikamaru, Chouji - and said, voice dripping with distaste, “And you guys would be the last people I’d ever want to… have sexual relations with.”
Shikamaru absently poked at the chips, muttering, “Are there even any chips in this?”
“Who cares?” Chouji reached out and grabbed a handful, leaving a trail of sauce as he brought the chips-but-more-just-salsa to his lips.
“Hellooo, guys, earth-shattering discussion over here!” Naruto screamed, arms waving around as if to further catch their attention.
“Please, we’re the sexiest of the sexiest.” Kiba smirked arrogantly, letting out a low whistle at a woman walking by. He took his time watching her go by before looking back at Neji. “If you don’t wanna do us, then you must have terrible taste.”
“Oh, yes, the ‘sexiest of the sexiest.’” Neji chuckled derisively. “I must have terrible taste if I don’t like bat-shit crazy dead-lasts, insecure masochists who don’t understand the word ‘no,’ arrogant punks with shit for brains, big-boned men, or lazy genii. Yes, it just isn’t fathomable why I don’t want to pound you till daybreak.”
At the same time Naruto cried, “Ack! Gross, Neji!”, Kiba glared. “I better not of been the ‘punks with shit for brains.’”
“Hey, it’s better than ‘insecure masochists who don’t understand the word “no,”’ at least,” Shikamaru argued. He sent an apologetic look in Lee’s direction, though the guy seemed stuck in his stunned position. “Oy, Lee, you okay over there?”
Lee jumped in his seat, garnering a few confused looks, before blinking innocently in Shikamaru’s direction. Then he shot a proud grin to the lazy bum - complete with shiny teeth and a thumbs-up. “Of course!” He looked over to Neji. “I am so proud of you for embracing this loving nature of yours and feeling comfortable enough with us to tell us!” He started to ramble on about friends, youth, and the power of love, but at that point, no one was really listening.
Neji sent him a baleful stare. “Sure, Lee, whatever,” he murmured with a nonchalant wave of his hand. He moved to stand and placed a few coins on the table. “Considering you are about the closest friends I have,” he said with obvious distaste, “and that you all are constantly telling me about your exploits, I figure I should at least let you know which gender I prefer.” Neji gave an almost inaudible snort. He only offered a casual “good-bye” before leaving them to stare at his back with credulous gazes.
“So…huh,” Naruto scratched his head as he watched Neji leave. “Neji’s gay. That’s….different.”
“Fucking weird is what it is,” Kiba corrected, taking a swig of his drink and glaring at the exit.
Lee turned wide eyes on the dog-boy. His teeth bite down on his bottom lip as his eyes started to water. “It’s not weird, Kiba! It’s a beautiful thing! Forbidden love is…” And off he went.
Shikamaru pulled out a cigarette and lit up. He took a deep drag with a lazy yet thoughtful expression. Easily cutting Lee off, he spoke with a dispassionate tone. “If he ever comes out formally, he’s going to be pretty popular with the gay guys.” Ignoring the bewildered stares, he continued as though this were any normal explanation he’d give. “He has that pale skin you just want to mark. His eyes feel like they can pierce right through you and his perfect hair just begs to be messed up. He has a slight frame, but he’s lean and undoubtedly powerful. And just the thought that you can have that impressive body writhing beneath you, vulnerable and in your complete control would make anyone approach him.” He stared, unaffected, at the shocked (and disgusted) faces directed at him. “Basically, Neji’s hot.”
He took another drag and ignored the outraged and astonished replies to his little explanation. Only Chouji didn’t seem to care as he stared longingly at the empty tray of chips-dissolve-in-sauce. He whimpered and slouched in his seat, “I need more chips.”
Shikamaru laughed. Naruto balked and grumbled, “Only Chouji could care more about chips than sex.” Shikamaru laughed even harder.
Prompt: 05. Earth-shattering; Table #12
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto or the characters used in this story.
Notes: Uh, I know the ending’s stupid, and I’m sorry. I'm so unhappy with this. But I think I might do a second part to this. Tell me what you think?
PS, One bash on Sakura, but I really dun hate her. (:
Naruto stuck out his arm, wrist limper than Sakura’s hair. “That kind of gay?” He asked incredulously, flopping around his arm.
Neji scowled. “No, not like that.” He reached over the table to push at the offending limb. “But yeah, gay - as in, interested in the same sex.”
“So you wanna bone other guys? Like us?” Kiba’s nose furrowed as though he had just smelt a three-year-old, dried stain of cheese. Actually, he was probably just disgusted by the chips smothered by salsa on the table in front of him.
Neji rolled his eyes. “If you must be so crude, yes.” He let his eyes glance over the whole group - Naruto, Lee, Kiba, Shikamaru, Chouji - and said, voice dripping with distaste, “And you guys would be the last people I’d ever want to… have sexual relations with.”
Shikamaru absently poked at the chips, muttering, “Are there even any chips in this?”
“Who cares?” Chouji reached out and grabbed a handful, leaving a trail of sauce as he brought the chips-but-more-just-salsa to his lips.
“Hellooo, guys, earth-shattering discussion over here!” Naruto screamed, arms waving around as if to further catch their attention.
“Please, we’re the sexiest of the sexiest.” Kiba smirked arrogantly, letting out a low whistle at a woman walking by. He took his time watching her go by before looking back at Neji. “If you don’t wanna do us, then you must have terrible taste.”
“Oh, yes, the ‘sexiest of the sexiest.’” Neji chuckled derisively. “I must have terrible taste if I don’t like bat-shit crazy dead-lasts, insecure masochists who don’t understand the word ‘no,’ arrogant punks with shit for brains, big-boned men, or lazy genii. Yes, it just isn’t fathomable why I don’t want to pound you till daybreak.”
At the same time Naruto cried, “Ack! Gross, Neji!”, Kiba glared. “I better not of been the ‘punks with shit for brains.’”
“Hey, it’s better than ‘insecure masochists who don’t understand the word “no,”’ at least,” Shikamaru argued. He sent an apologetic look in Lee’s direction, though the guy seemed stuck in his stunned position. “Oy, Lee, you okay over there?”
Lee jumped in his seat, garnering a few confused looks, before blinking innocently in Shikamaru’s direction. Then he shot a proud grin to the lazy bum - complete with shiny teeth and a thumbs-up. “Of course!” He looked over to Neji. “I am so proud of you for embracing this loving nature of yours and feeling comfortable enough with us to tell us!” He started to ramble on about friends, youth, and the power of love, but at that point, no one was really listening.
Neji sent him a baleful stare. “Sure, Lee, whatever,” he murmured with a nonchalant wave of his hand. He moved to stand and placed a few coins on the table. “Considering you are about the closest friends I have,” he said with obvious distaste, “and that you all are constantly telling me about your exploits, I figure I should at least let you know which gender I prefer.” Neji gave an almost inaudible snort. He only offered a casual “good-bye” before leaving them to stare at his back with credulous gazes.
“So…huh,” Naruto scratched his head as he watched Neji leave. “Neji’s gay. That’s….different.”
“Fucking weird is what it is,” Kiba corrected, taking a swig of his drink and glaring at the exit.
Lee turned wide eyes on the dog-boy. His teeth bite down on his bottom lip as his eyes started to water. “It’s not weird, Kiba! It’s a beautiful thing! Forbidden love is…” And off he went.
Shikamaru pulled out a cigarette and lit up. He took a deep drag with a lazy yet thoughtful expression. Easily cutting Lee off, he spoke with a dispassionate tone. “If he ever comes out formally, he’s going to be pretty popular with the gay guys.” Ignoring the bewildered stares, he continued as though this were any normal explanation he’d give. “He has that pale skin you just want to mark. His eyes feel like they can pierce right through you and his perfect hair just begs to be messed up. He has a slight frame, but he’s lean and undoubtedly powerful. And just the thought that you can have that impressive body writhing beneath you, vulnerable and in your complete control would make anyone approach him.” He stared, unaffected, at the shocked (and disgusted) faces directed at him. “Basically, Neji’s hot.”
He took another drag and ignored the outraged and astonished replies to his little explanation. Only Chouji didn’t seem to care as he stared longingly at the empty tray of chips-dissolve-in-sauce. He whimpered and slouched in his seat, “I need more chips.”
Shikamaru laughed. Naruto balked and grumbled, “Only Chouji could care more about chips than sex.” Shikamaru laughed even harder.