Hey, look. I'm not dead.

Warning(s): Stuff

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Neji couldn’t remember the last time he came back from a mission or just a simple day away to a clean home. After he had gotten an apartment with one very simple minded Nara, he realized that the idea of being neat and tidy was something that he would have to fight for, or just come to terms with that the lazy genius was a slob with no ambition to clean.

Though, he did have to give Shikamaru some credit. He did clean when he needed space for something or he became annoyed at looking at a mess for too long. But even then he only did that because Neji had been away on a long term mission or on strike.

Shikamaru hated it when Neji went on strike. Refusing to clean the apartment and one time even refusing to come home until it was cleaned. After spending not even half the night alone in their bed out of stubbornness did the Nara finally take it upon himself to do a little tidying up.

After that incident Neji began to suspect that Shikamaru was doing it on purpose. At first it just seemed that it was Shikamaru being his normal lazy self, but Neji couldn’t help but notice otherwise. There was a certain order to these “messes” that his roommate would leave around the house; in the most unlikely of places, and never was it the same mess twice.

It was always something small that would be shrugged off by the pale eyed Hyuuga, thinking it only something that Shikamaru would do.

Neji sighed, irritated at the world. The mission he was given had been more trouble then what it had been worth, and it took up more time than what he had wanted to spare. Neji had wanted to beat his roommate home so he could sleep a little before he had to clean up after him after not being there for a little less than a week, but it wasn’t looking good as he turned the corner and saw lights on in their apartment. Neji cursed.

Shikamaru was lazing on the couch simply staring off at the ceiling when he heard the rustle of the door. He was up and in the walk-way before the door had been completely opened to reveal an exhausted Hyuuga Neji.

“Welcome home.” He yawned, earning a deathly glare from Neji. Instead of a reply the Hyuuga walk past his lover and went into the small kitchen for a cold glass of water.

Fallowing his paled eyed roommate, Shikamaru faked a pout. “What, no ‘I’m back’ kiss?”

Without missing a beat Neji lifted his middle finger as he held onto the glass cup, making Shikamaru chuckle warmly and step closer. Neji rolled his eyes and placed his cup in the sink, swatting his lover’s hands away from his waist and began to clean off the counters.

“Mm, Neji…” Shikamaru mumbled as he finally was able to wrap his arms around Neji securely; bowing his head so his chin rested on Neji’s shoulder. “Stop moving around.”

Neji smiled but turned his head before his lover could see it. “I need to clean the kitchen. You let go.”

“No.”

Another sigh of irritation left Neji’s mouth as he proceeded to empty glasses into the sink and putting clean dishes away. “Why do you need so many cups? Couldn’t you just reuse one?”

“… Mm.”

Moving out of the kitchen, Shikamaru still attached, and into the living room, he growled as he saw random articles of clothing thrown around. Pillows were on the floor and a blanket was half on the couch and half off.

“… I give up.” Neji mumbled as he slid down to lay on the couch, bringing his current annoyance with him. “I’m too tired.”

Shikamaru smirked as he situated himself over his lover; nipping and kissing his neck softly. Liking the way it made Neji close his eyes contently and tilt his neck slightly.

“Mm…” Neji moaned when Shikamaru’s hands ran down the outside of his legs then inched back up to his waist band and tugged at them. Neji sighed again lifting his hands to Shikamaru’s shoulders, “You’re so selfish.”

Neji gave a half smile, “Why do you find it so hard to pick up after yourse—“

Shikamaru leaned down, cutting off his white eyed lover with a kiss. He managed to slip off Neji’s pants as he was distracted and began working on removing the older boy’s shirt.

“Shika—“ Neji was cut off again as the Nara forced him into another kiss. Not letting him get away with just one. Neji tried to push Shikamaru off so he could breath, but he knew that when the other wanted something he would get it. Damn tactful bastard, Neji thoughtfully cursed at him.

Neji found that he was getting less tired as his lover continued kissing him and removed all their clothing. He couldn’t think of why the usually too lazy Nara was acting the way he was. He never gave up the chance to just relax or sleep, but now he was restless.

“Ah!” Something cold was laid on his bare stomach as slick fingers made their way to his opening. Breaking the kiss and breathing in as much air as his lungs could hold he looked down to see a small bottle of clear lube. His legs twitched as he felt two fingers slide into him, his body relaxing on it’s own.

Soon a third finger was added, stretching him a little further. Shikamaru’s eyes never left his lover’s face as he watch Neji watch his fingers disappear and reappear from within him. He loved the way he could feel the Hyuuga get excited, and hear the way his breath hitched when one of his fingers just slightly grazed his prostate.

“Sh-Shi—“

“Are you ready?” Shikamaru asked, removing his fingers.

Nodding, Neji lifted his hips impatient for more contact. “Mm’hm…”

Slowly Shikamaru pushed himself into the Hyuuga, cringing at the tight heat that was swallowing him. The small content sigh and the further relaxed looking Neji made the Nara’s body all that much hotter. “Ng- gods…”

Neji was the first to move. Lifting his hips, making Shikamaru slid out a little and pushing himself back down. It was slow, but still satisfying enough until Shikamaru decided to start moving. He still went slow, pulling out and pushing back in, but Neji couldn’t find room to complain as his prostate was hit again and again.

“A-ah!” Neji shuddered as he came, covering his face with his hands. His breath hitched further when he felt Shikamaru release inside of him. “Mm.”

Both boy laid there more content that what they were moments before. Shikamaru nuzzled into Neji’s next, kissing his all over again. They stayed quite for minutes later before the Nara spoke up.

“I am selfish.”

Neji blinked, trying to get his mind to clear out of its content fog. “… What?”

Shikamaru sat up. “I’m selfish.”

Neji couldn’t think of anything to say back to his lover. Of course he agreed it just seemed pointless to announce it out loud.

“I like it when you pick up after me.” Neji grunted it amusement, but before he could reply or even push the Nara off him Shikamaru continued. “Because then you’re thinking of me. Only me.”

He was speechless again. He felt his chest tighten and flutter and felt a smile spread across his face. That had to be the lamest excuse he heard, but he couldn’t help but feel warmth spread through him as he started laughing.

Shikamaru looked off to the side, embarrassed by his lover’s reaction. He didn’t see how it was so amusing to the other. He looked back down at Neji when he felt a hand on his chest and one pulling him into a kiss.

Neji’s smile never left his face as he accepted Shikamaru’s reasoning. “You’re so annoying.”

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It was longer than what it was suppose to be...

And it wasn't going to have that smut in it but, eh, what the hell. A little smut never hurt. Much.

LESS THAN THREE IT.