ext_135515 ([identity profile] angels-requiem.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] 31_days2005-10-01 08:30 am

[October 1] [Naruto; Itachi/Neji] Whatever This Is.

Title: Whatever This Is
Day/Theme: October 1 // A screaming comes across the sky
Series: Naruto
Character/Pairing: Itachi/Neji
Rating: PG-13 for kissing, angsting boys.
Notes: AU, obviously. All of these drabbles will be based on characters and events in [livejournal.com profile] hs_no_jutsu, a satirical Naruto roleplaying game. I'll try to include relevant threads and posts, but hopefully each drabble will be able to speak for itself. And yes, this is a high school AU.



Neji found Itachi lounging the boys' locker room, sitting with his back against the lockers. There was no reaction from the older boy even as Neji slammed the doors to the locker room shut. He wrinkled his nose in disgust. Half-lidded eyes vacant, Itachi was probably in no shape to have this conversation.

They were going to have it anyway.

The Uchiha said nothing as Neji grabbed him by the collar and yanked him up. "Tell me," said Neji, throwing him against the lockers, "what you did."

Itachi didn't even so much as flinch. Perhaps his muscles were too relaxed to allow such a thing. "Why?" he asked, voice tilted with amusement. "Are you going to punish me?"

Neji responded by taking a handful of Itachi's hair and slamming his head against the cold metal. "I'm not fucking around, Uchiha. Tell me what you did to her."

"I didn't do anything she didn't ask for," said Itachi, lips tilting upward. "And certainly nothing that's any of your business."

"Uchiha, so help me, if you don't answer my question -- "

Itachi balled his fist in Neji's hair and pulled. Hard. The two boys were centimeters apart, so close that Neji could almost get high himself if he inhaled. "You failed her, Hyuuga," he whispered. "She came to me because she couldn't come to you."

Itachi's hand was still in his hair. Why the hell hadn't he detangled himself yet? It must have been the fumes, Neji reasoned, and not because he was wondering whether Itachi was as willing and pliable as Sasuke. He was definitely not going there, not even if he just noticed that his hands were braced on either side of Itachi and one knee had landed between his thighs.

"The three of you made a such a pretty triangle," said Itachi. "And now it's become a square. Isn't that interesting?" No. No, it wasn't. He'd come here for information, not for this, whatever this was. "Do you want me to show you what I did to her?"

Yes. No. NO. He didn't have time to protest before Itachi tightened his grip in Neji's hair and bridged the gap between them, crushing their lips together. Neji's knee slammed into Itachi's groin and before he knew what was happening, Itachi's tongue was in his mouth; hard, unrelenting and tasting of bitter ash. It was a power struggle using teeth and tongues and fingernails, and when Itachi bit down on Neji's bottom lip, Neji realized that he was losing.

Badly.

He wrenched himself away, breathing heavily. "You bastard."

"Funny," said Itachi, licking his lips. "She said that, too."

Neji resisted punching Itachi in the face. If only a conversation had led to this – whatever this was – he wasn't about to find out what a physical altercation would lead to. "Stay away from her," Neji warned, turning to leave.

"Did you kiss her before you came in here, Neji?" Itachi wondered absently. "You tasted like her. Are you going to kiss her now, knowing you taste like me?"

Itachi's laughter trailed behind him long after it should have.

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Notes: A huge thanks to [livejournal.com profile] stonerweasel and [livejournal.com profile] hyuuga_n for letting me borrow and play with their characters. ♥