A/N: This is a fic to go along with Hellade's 'doujin' over on dA, to which the link will be posted on my page. She's written a little dialogue and I will put all of it into this story. Hellade, mi auguro ti piace questa storia.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Kiba leapt to another tree branch, narrowly dodging the kunai thrown in his direction. He could barely sense the chakra of his teammates though, he wasn't too concerned. 'You don't get to be ANBU by bein' a pushover,' he thought rather smugly to himself as a smirk came to rest on his lips.
Finally, he broke through the trees and came upon a clearing, his teammates landing on either side of him, mere moments before their target shot out of the trees and charged them.
Tsunade sat back in her chair and listened to the ninja before her giving his report of their mission. Honestly, couldn't he just give her a cut and dry report without him gloating on about himself? 'But then again, if he didn't, it simply wouldn't be him.'
"Naruto!" she hollered as the boy flailed his arms.
The blond stopped his rant and looked to the older woman rather sheepishly before exploding in anger. "Baa-chan! You're not supposed to call out our names!"
The Hokage rolled her eyes good naturedly, not being able to help the smile that came to rest on her lips until her eyes fell the other ninjas in the room. One was standing upright, seemingly fine behind his regulation mask but the other's body was shaking a minimal amount and looking closely, she could see crimson drops of blood dripping down the regulation, skintight black shirt her ninja was wearing.
Kiba rolled his eyes at the title. Of course he understand that their names were derived from the names of the years but honestly, to have his title so close to his name rang of idiocy in his ears but he wasn't the one doing the labeling.
"Let me have a look at your arm."
"I don't think it's all that bad; I'll just stop by the hospital on my way home and-"
"Nonsense! Now, come on, let's have a look."
"Hokage-sama, I hope you aren't just doing this to get out of doing your paperwork."
If one were to listen close enough, they could hear a near silent sigh and a whisper of the word 'troublesome' before the third ANBU slipped out of the room, unnoticed by the rest of its occupants.
Kiba sighed tiredly as he pulled off the skintight, sleeveless, black shirt he was wearing as he threw the garment into one of the many small, wooden cubby holes lining the walls of the change room of the spring he was at.
After Tsunade healed the Inuzuka, she demanded that he spend the rest of his day at a hot spring and the young man hadn't refused. He was tired and missions had been coming steadily for nearly two months; in a way, he was grateful for his minor injury in that it allowed him rest, if only for a bit.
He unbuttoned his pants and slid down the zipper causing them to slide off of his thin waist to the floor below. He bent to pick up the pants, moaning contentedly when he felt tension leave his back as it cracked slightly. Kiba balled the pants up and threw them into the cubicle before placing his hands on his hips and bending backwards until he heard the slight cracking noise.
He walked to the shower, rolling his neck as he did so, letting the spray comb through his shaggy, brown locks and slip down his chiseled body. Stepping from underneath the water, he wrapped a towel around his waist in modesty, only to let it slither down his body when he found that he was alone in the bath.
Neji sighed out a breath of frustration as his cousin barely dodged yet another one of his kunai. Hyuuga Hijiki requested that someone help him with his dodging because of the wounds he'd sustained as of late. As far as Neji could see, the boy before him had no business even entertaining the thought of being a ninja. 'He might do well to become a medic-nin.' When the boy cried out as yet another shuriken sliced his arm, Neji shook his head sadly. 'Maybe he should just be a medic, I'm sure the civilians could use another nurse or…something at their hospital.'
"Hijiki-kun," Neji called as he moved to kneel by boy as he held his bleeding arm. "You might do well to become a medic or something of the sort. I feel that if you continue this profession, it may be fatal." he said gently as he held a glowing hand over the wound. While he wasn't a medic, Neji did have precise chakra control and a medic was needed among every genin team so it only made sense that it be him.
As he heard quiet sniffling, Neji lifted his head and watched his cousin carefully. "I apologize, Neji-san, I apologize for my weakness. If only I were stronger and more focused then I wouldn't be shaming our clan like this."
There was a moment of silence as Neji concentrated his chakra a bit more steadily on the laceration. "You shouldn't worry about shaming this clan." he said a bit roughly. "What you should be concerned about is shaming yourself." He looked up, locking eyes with the younger man. "Tell me, Hijiki-kun, is this what you want, really and truly want? Is being a ninja what makes you feel like your life is worth living?" When his cousin turned his head and looked down dejectedly, Neji continued. "What do you want to do, Hijiki? Who do you want to be?"
"What was that?"
"I want to be a medic."
Neji smirked inwardly. 'So I was right.' he thought to himself. "That's a good-"
"An animal medic!"
Hijiki turned wide eyes to him, eyes that displayed hope dancing delicately with fear; hope that Neji, his cousin, his idol, would support him in his endeavor and fear of being rejected and ridiculed, fear of his family discovering his wants. "I want to be medic-nin! No, no, I want to be able to take care of animals. I've....been talking to Inuzuka Hana lately and she thinks I should try; she said she'd help me."
Neji sat idle as he took in the information. 'At least he knows what he wants to do.' he thought to himself. 'And he has someone to help him, this is good.' He took his hand away from the boy's arm, stood, and extended a hand to help his cousin up. "I'm very proud of you, Hijiki-kun, for taking the initiative on your path." He gave the boy a small smile and stretched leisurely. "I think we can call it day, eh?"
The boy nodded. "Thank you, Neji-san. Umm, do you think Hiashi-sama will approve of my desire?"
"Don't worry yourself too much, I'll speak to Hiashi-sama for you."
The boy nodded once more before running off. Over the years, Hyuuga Neji had become extremely compassionate and though he couldn't say surely what caused the change in his demeanor, he was extremely grateful for it. He was no longer concerned with what the 'fates' may bring and had accepted that it was he who decided his own fate and he who was in charge of his destiny. With the change of his mentality, came the change of his wardrobe. He no longer donned the robes that most men in his family wore but tighter than average, standard jounin uniform pants and skintight, sleeveless, regulation jounin shirt. On occasion, like on days like today, he'd wear a tight, zippered, vest and fishnet.
Neji stretched his arms over his head and breathed deeply as he felt his shoulders pop. He really had been working too hard lately with the influx of mission; this was his first day off in three weeks and he'd just spent over half of it sparring. He tilted his head back, inhaling as the cool breeze blew, his long hair tickling the small of his exposed back. 'I know just what to do today.'
Kiba jolted as he felt the water him shift. 'I must've fallen asleep.' he thought tiredly as he brought his body into an upright position against the rocks he was leaning against. He brought his hand up and sucked air through his teeth, making a 'tsking' sound when he saw they'd become waterlogged, disgusted with the little creases along his fingers and toes. He turned his head when he heard the water shift once more and chocked on his breath at the sight before him.
Hyuuga Neji was standing naked in water before him; the water stopping just below the cheeks of his ass. His back was to Kiba as he held thick, loose locks upon his arms; the water dripping from his hair to the pool beneath like rain to the sea. When his hair grew so long, Kiba didn't know but he was shocked to see a stray bit of hair hanging from the older man's and floating atop the water before him; it was alluring. Kiba gasped inaudibly when he saw the muscles in Neji's back stretch nearly imperceptibly and couldn't stop the whisper that fell from his lips.
There's chapter one!
I hope you guys liked it.
There will be one chapter for each picture most of the time unless I think two pictures can be stretched for one chapter.
Hellade, once more, I hope you liked the chapter.
ANBU masks are supposed to be from the animals on the Chinese/Japanese calendars.
I dunno if Hijiki is actually a name, I just needed something with an 'H' 'cause he's a Hyuuga.
Please review to tell me what you guys thought!
LINK TO THE ARTWORK IS ON MY PROFILE!