Warm Me Up-by Seto's Darkness, #12
15 pairings - Theme 12 - Cold - NejiShika
Title: Warm Me Up
Author: Seto's Darkness shinigami39
Theme: 12 - Cold
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: NejiShika, mild hints of Sasuke x Naruto
Rating: PG-13, T
Disclaimer: Naruto, and its characters, doesn't belong to me.
Summary: Shikamaru's always with him when it's cold.
Warnings: Vague spoilers about the last parts of the non-filler arc of the anime. Shounen-ai.
Tags: Naruto, #12 cold, entries
He woke up, shivering, and he noticed that the window beside his bed was left open. Lee must have forgotten to close it before leaving, and he cringed at the reminder of his teammate's over-excited face about him being shone upon by the afternoon sun's golden rays. Now, he's suffering from the consequences, with his body unable to move much, and the evening air's cool hands insisted on wrapping him with its freezing embrace.
He gritted his teeth, hating the cool breeze and hating his inability to move towards the window even more.
Just as he was starting to truly despise his situation, the door to his hospital room opened with the slightest creak, and a bored face swam into the view. His team leader for their previous mission-failed mission-appeared near his line of sight, and without a word, and without the 'this is so troublesome' look, the shadow-user made his way to the window and promptly closed it.
No words were exchanged, but Neji subtly felt his anger fade away.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-
He knew that Naruto went away to train with the Legendary Hermit, Jiraiya-san. It felt as though the sun, the sparkling sun who showed him another path, was taken away from him. And Naruto left without so much as a goodbye, which hurt even more.
Without the sun, Neji felt cold and abandoned, even with his meek cousin and his teammates.
He sat idly on Ichiraku's, as though trying to imitate Naruto's life. A few moments later, Shikamaru sat on the seat beside him, and ordered pork ramen, followed by Chouji's enthusiastic "SIX BOWLS OF MISO RAMEN!".
Even though no words passed by between them, Neji felt as though the eclipse, the disappearance of his sun, was halted.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-
The chilly winds of late December tittered aggressively around Konoha, making the villagers shiver and hurriedly rush to the warmth of their homes. One such villager didn't have that option, though, as Hyuuga Neji still had a patrol duty to finish. His job is important, since most people's guards are low at this time of the year, the best time for attackers and traitors to attack their village.
He strolled slowly around the area near the Academy, dully noting that the snow-covered ground boasted the same color as his prized eyes. His senses were still on heightened alert, but it doesn't really bother him.
Another gust of wind came around the corners, staying a bit too longer on Neji's shoulders, as though the cold wind was also one of his adoring fans, eager to touch him at all times. His deep-brown eyebrow merely twitched at the thought, and he kept on moving forward.
He was almost done with the rounds, and he spotted an all-too familiar figure, slouched in his trademark I-don't-really-want-to-be-here manner. They're not really on buddy-buddy terms, but Neji could still feel the tingling, odd connection that flickered to life whenever he was surrounded by a lack of warmth.
"Shikamaru," He said, his masculine voice floating directly between them, unharmed by the tinkering shower of snowflakes. It was decidedly strange, slightly heavy, to feel the other's given name on his tongue, but he let it slide.
Dark-colored eyes watched him, and Neji felt a bit uneasy, since those eyes are the eyes that never missed any detail.
He faintly wondered about the reason why he went out of his way to greet this lazy young man.
"…I have hot chocolate." Shikamaru said, sounding exactly like he does whenever he speaks, but Neji felt as though there was something that changed here. He didn't have time to angst about it though, since he felt callused fingers slip into his own training-roughened palm. He almost gasped, but then he reminded himself that he's Hyuuga Neji and gasping is just not in.
Instead of pulling away, he let himself be dragged by the impatient-looking Chuunin. After all, Shikamaru has always been giving him warmth.
Melt the coldness surrounding me with your love.
OWARI
This isn't a popular pairing, since they didn't really have much interaction, but… yeah :P
Title: Warm Me Up
Author: Seto's Darkness shinigami39
Theme: 12 - Cold
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: NejiShika, mild hints of Sasuke x Naruto
Rating: PG-13, T
Disclaimer: Naruto, and its characters, doesn't belong to me.
Summary: Shikamaru's always with him when it's cold.
Warnings: Vague spoilers about the last parts of the non-filler arc of the anime. Shounen-ai.
Tags: Naruto, #12 cold, entries
He woke up, shivering, and he noticed that the window beside his bed was left open. Lee must have forgotten to close it before leaving, and he cringed at the reminder of his teammate's over-excited face about him being shone upon by the afternoon sun's golden rays. Now, he's suffering from the consequences, with his body unable to move much, and the evening air's cool hands insisted on wrapping him with its freezing embrace.
He gritted his teeth, hating the cool breeze and hating his inability to move towards the window even more.
Just as he was starting to truly despise his situation, the door to his hospital room opened with the slightest creak, and a bored face swam into the view. His team leader for their previous mission-failed mission-appeared near his line of sight, and without a word, and without the 'this is so troublesome' look, the shadow-user made his way to the window and promptly closed it.
No words were exchanged, but Neji subtly felt his anger fade away.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-
He knew that Naruto went away to train with the Legendary Hermit, Jiraiya-san. It felt as though the sun, the sparkling sun who showed him another path, was taken away from him. And Naruto left without so much as a goodbye, which hurt even more.
Without the sun, Neji felt cold and abandoned, even with his meek cousin and his teammates.
He sat idly on Ichiraku's, as though trying to imitate Naruto's life. A few moments later, Shikamaru sat on the seat beside him, and ordered pork ramen, followed by Chouji's enthusiastic "SIX BOWLS OF MISO RAMEN!".
Even though no words passed by between them, Neji felt as though the eclipse, the disappearance of his sun, was halted.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-
The chilly winds of late December tittered aggressively around Konoha, making the villagers shiver and hurriedly rush to the warmth of their homes. One such villager didn't have that option, though, as Hyuuga Neji still had a patrol duty to finish. His job is important, since most people's guards are low at this time of the year, the best time for attackers and traitors to attack their village.
He strolled slowly around the area near the Academy, dully noting that the snow-covered ground boasted the same color as his prized eyes. His senses were still on heightened alert, but it doesn't really bother him.
Another gust of wind came around the corners, staying a bit too longer on Neji's shoulders, as though the cold wind was also one of his adoring fans, eager to touch him at all times. His deep-brown eyebrow merely twitched at the thought, and he kept on moving forward.
He was almost done with the rounds, and he spotted an all-too familiar figure, slouched in his trademark I-don't-really-want-to-be-here manner. They're not really on buddy-buddy terms, but Neji could still feel the tingling, odd connection that flickered to life whenever he was surrounded by a lack of warmth.
"Shikamaru," He said, his masculine voice floating directly between them, unharmed by the tinkering shower of snowflakes. It was decidedly strange, slightly heavy, to feel the other's given name on his tongue, but he let it slide.
Dark-colored eyes watched him, and Neji felt a bit uneasy, since those eyes are the eyes that never missed any detail.
He faintly wondered about the reason why he went out of his way to greet this lazy young man.
"…I have hot chocolate." Shikamaru said, sounding exactly like he does whenever he speaks, but Neji felt as though there was something that changed here. He didn't have time to angst about it though, since he felt callused fingers slip into his own training-roughened palm. He almost gasped, but then he reminded himself that he's Hyuuga Neji and gasping is just not in.
Instead of pulling away, he let himself be dragged by the impatient-looking Chuunin. After all, Shikamaru has always been giving him warmth.
Melt the coldness surrounding me with your love.
OWARI
This isn't a popular pairing, since they didn't really have much interaction, but… yeah :P