Just... heads up. Its long. Over 7000 words long 😅

Y/n woke up in the dark with the sound of the rain outside her window subsiding. It had started out as a small drizzle but had transformed to an angry monsoon throughout the day.

Training had been cancelled and truthfully she didn't mind. She was exhausted from over exertion and welcomed the day off. So when she heard the rain slowly come to a halt, she cracked a sleepy eye open to assess the situation. Her room was dark and it took her eyes several seconds to become accustomed to the lack of light. She could make out the lines of the furniture in her bedroom but everything seemed to have meshed together in the darkness. She turned her head round and pushed dark strands of hair out of her face as she viewed her window. The wind was still howling but she was glad that the downpour was receding.

She frowned when she noticed something strange.

Something didn't seem right. She was sure she left her window slightly open for fresh air but her window was clamped shut. She didn't remember closing it.

That's odd.

Groggily, she wondered if the monsoon and its forceful winds shut her window closed?

It was the most likely answer and she hugged her duvet closer to her body. She was about to close her eyes again when a moving shadow caught her eye. Her body jolted up immediately and taking a kunai hidden beneath her pillows, she threw it at the moving shadow.

"Who's there?" Y/n's eyes narrowed and her body stiffened as her eyes tried to pierce through the darkness, searching for her intruder. Was someone in her room? Her body tensed and a sudden fear struck her. She was alert now and acutely aware that her life could be in some sort of danger. She made a grab for another kunai when she saw a silhouette form in the corner of her room and threw it without hesitation. She heard the clanking noise of the kunai being deflected and suddenly the shilouette moved as quick as lightening to her side and grabbed her wrist in an icy hold.

Y/n panicked and instinctively tried to arm herself with another weapon but her intruder easily overpowered her. It had been a long time since she had met a stranger strong enough to overpower her. Her heart started to beat faster.

I'm going to die. She suddenly thought, someone is going to kill me in my own home.

She struggled against her intruder when suddenly he spoke.

"Stop it." The voice was low, husky and powerful and definitely male.

Y/n could hear the irritation laced in his voice. She recognised it immediately.

"Neji?" she whispered sounding unsure of herself. She tried to make out his face in the darkness.

She saw the dark figure beside her bed nod and the tension in her body suddenly evaporated and her muscles relaxed.

"Neji?" she repeated again feeling bewildered. Was this a dream? Why was her sparring partner in her room in the dead of night?

She knew that her friend was not one to seek company. He absolutely hated unnecessary interactions. He kept his social interactions minimum at best.

Was something bothering him?

Why had he seeked her out during the middle of the night?

She had a hundred questions buzzing through her mind.

She tried to ignore their close proximity. Neji was hovering over her bed, his body leaning towards hers. Her skin tingled in an electrifying way whenever their bodies accidentally touched and she was overly aware that he was still holding her fragile wrists in his strong masculine hands.

"What are you doing here?" she whispered and paused when a sudden burst of anger bubbled to the surface, "are you trying to give me a heart attack? I thought you were an intruder!"

"I..." he started but seemed unable to continue.

Y/n frowned. Neji lost for words?

Something definitely had to be wrong. She pulled her left wrist free from his grasp and turn on the lamp beside her bed. It sent a small glow around them and she saw Neji looking almost scared. The look in his eyes quickly vanished and was replaced with displeasure.

"Don't worry, your eyes will get used to the light soon," she offered lamely as she tried to get used to the light's brightness as well.

But before she could say anything more Neji force her down on her bed. Her head connected with the pillow and she let out a small 'ow' when she felt one of her weapons hit against her head from beneath the pillow. He grabbed her free wrist to keep her from moving and pinned her to the mattress, his hair acting like a curtain at the side of his face.

"Neji!" Y/n almost hissed, "What are you doing? What was that for?"

Y/n was stunned to see Neji's usual expressionless and stoic face be replaced by one of anger. He rarely lost control of his emotions. He was always in control.

"Tell me what your relationship with him is!" Neji demanded as he pushed her further onto her bed.

Y/n could feel his weight on top of her and his eyes seethed with anger as he looked down at her accusingly.

A sprinkle of redness appeared on her face at their closeness. He was practically on top of her. What was this nonsense he was spewing about?

"Neji are your clothes wet?" she asked him randomly. She ignored his question.

She could hear him groan in irritation and she felt his hands loosen over her wrists. She lifted her arm and touched his black shirt. She was correct. His clothes were wet. Had he been outside in the storm? She suddenly worried for him.

"Neji take your clothes off before you get a cold," she ushered him gently and his hold on her slackened slightly.

"Answer my question Y/n," he growled into her ear and the sound of his voice sent shivers up her spine.

"About what?" she asked him unsurely. What was her team mate talking about again?

He glared at her as if the cheek of him repeating the question insulted him. Y/n looked at him with confusion.

"What is your relationship with him?" he muttered each word with venom.

Y/n blinked. Now she was confused. Relationship with whom?

"Relationship with who?" she asked dumbly and froze when her friend glared at her again.

"Naruto damn it. What is your relationship with him!" he demanded and his hold on her tightened again as if he never wanted to let her go.

Y/n blinked. Naruto? Was this all about Naruto? Then she did something that infuriated her team mate even more. She laughed.

Neji glared at her whilst feeling like a fool.

He growled and showed his annoyance as he yanked his team mate up towards him until her body crushed into his chest. He heard her give a yelp in surprise and he smiled almost bitterly.

She should suffer the same way as I am.

And how dare she laugh at him! He had heard of rumours of Naruto and Y/n together but quickly dismissed them. The thought was absurd. She and Naruto together? It was unheard of! Why on earth would she fall for a stupid idiot when she had someone like him wanting her.

He gritted his teeth. Yeah him. The guy who was her sparring partner. The guy who made sure that she stayed safe at all times. She dared dismiss him for someone else? It hurt. The feeling was unimaginable. He was in love with her. He had always loved her and now he found out that Y/n was in a relationship with another guy.

It was like a slap in the face. He had always assumed that he and Y/n would end up together. They sparred together, hanged out together and did missions with each other. In general, they were always together and now it hurt him seeing her laughing at his face.

"Fine," his voice was bitter and he wasn't sure if he managed to hide the hurt from his voice or not. Right now he didn't care. Y/n already showed what she thought of him and it made his heart ache.

He let go of her and abruptly stood up. He looked down at her and regained his stoic poise. She looked rather innocent lying there on her bed with nothing but a t-shirt nightie on as she stared at him with mirth in her eyes. It made his blood boil. He had just asked her the most awkward question in his life and she was lying there laughing at him with her eyes. It made his heart want to explode. He never knew that loving someone could hurt this much and he felt betrayed, betrayed by her and her false kindness towards him. Was it all an act? Was it your goal to see me snap? He thought bitterly.

"I'm leaving," he told her acidly and relished in the surprise look in her eyes.

He turned and walked towards the window when he suddenly felt small hands grab the end of his shirt.

"Neji wait!" he heard her exclaim.

He paused for a second contemplating whether to hear what she had to say or just leave her. He voted for the latter. He ignored her and continued walking until he felt her tug his shirt roughly.

He whipped his head round and glared at her, "what is it?" he hissed at her.

He was glad to see Y/n jump due to the coldness of his voice. He stared at her expectantly, waiting for her to say something.

"There's nothing going on between Naruto and me," she told him earnestly.

Neji stood there frozen at the spot.

"Nothing?" he echoed.

Y/n shook her head, "nothing at all."

A sudden wave of relief washed over him but he wasn't done with her yet.

"Then why did you laugh at me?" His voice was cold and accusing.

Y/n rolled her eyes.

"Come on Neji. You just asked me the most moronic question I've ever heard in my life and you expect me not to laugh?"

Neji stiffened. He turned his face away from her and felt his ego deplete. His pride had been wounded and it hurt more knowing that she was the one that wounded it.

He continued walking and ignored her cry of calls towards him.

He heard her jump out of her bed and felt her grab his arm. He could feel his skin under her grasp tingle at her warmth. He turned his head and looked at her.

She stared at him defiantly.

"It was a joke Neji. Don't act as if the world is ending. I swear your pride encompasses the heaven, the earth and back!"

Neji couldn't help but smirk at that.

He let her turn him round to face her in the semi darkness.

"I'll tell you the full story," she offered him, "but right now,"

She clutched the fabric of his shirt with both her hands and sighed into his chest. Neji stiffened as he felt her hot breath on his shirt.

"But right now take your clothes off."

The way she said it was provocative and seducing. He felt his body flush with heat and he wondered if Y/n knew how her innocent words were giving him sexual innuendos.

He let her pull at his shirt and for the first time he realised that he was in fact wet from the rain. He remembered walking to her apartment at the dead of night, tormented of the thoughts of her and Naruto together. He remembered seeing the window to her room open: he remembered opening the window and letting himself slide inside her room and he remembered watching her sleep from the corner of the darkness.

He felt her raise his shirt and he instantly knew what she wanted. Carefully, he took her small hands into his larger ones before putting them at her side. He swiftly took off his shirt over his body.

He was immediately aware of the coldness as it brushed up against his skin like unwanted visitors. He looked down at Y/n and saw her staring at him with a glazed look in her eyes. He knew what she was looking at.

"Is something wrong?" he taunted her and smirked when he saw her blush. It thrilled him that his shirtless body was having such an effect on her. It made him feel good.

"Sorry," she muttered as she lowered her eyes. Neji could still see the blush staining her cheeks.

Then she did something that surprised him. She gently fanned out her fingers over his chest. Neji felt the most pleasurable sensations taking over him as he felt her warm fingers over his chest. She took a step closer to him until he could feel her warm breath and relished the feeling of her fingers slowly running down his toned stomach and abs. He felt her rest her fingers on the top of his trousers, over his belt. He anticipated what she would do next.

"You're still cold Neji," she told him and all he could do was nod, "I already told you to take off your clothes before you get sick. Must I do it for you?"

He wondered if this was some sort of challenge but said nothing when her soft fingers took it upon themselves to unbuckle his belt. His arms stayed rigid by his side as he stared at the smaller woman.

What is she doing? Not that he minded. He would let her do whatever she wanted with him. But he was still confused. He wasn't going to let her off that easily. He still wanted to know why those rumours started.

He watched her steadily and almost smiled when a cute nervous smile grazed over her face. She undid his buckle and slid her hands over the buttons on his trousers. He felt her finger them and slowly unclasp them from their hold.

He almost hissed in pleasure when he felt her take hold of his zipper and zip them down. She brought her hands back up and clutched the belt rings.

Y/n looked up and captured his gaze, "I think you can do the rest for yourself," she told him teasingly.

Neji felt slightly disappointed. He couldn't believe that he had wanted her to take his trousers off for him.

"I'll go and get a towel for you in the bathroom. Just hang up your clothes on the radiator. I'll be back in a minute,"

Y/n collapsed against the bathroom door and inhaled deeply. She felt her body slide down to the floor and she felt the cool bathroom tiles against her legs. Her heart was pounding erratically.

Why oh why did she do that? She berated herself. She had no idea where the sudden surge of confidence came from. The minute Neji had taken off his shirt she just stared at him. Not just stare, she ogled at him. She had never seen such a good looking man in her life. He looked like a living version of Adonis with his wet hair and boy was his body ripped. She simply couldn't tear her eyes away from him. She blushed as she reminisced the feeling of his hard abs underneath her fingers. The thought of it made her blush.

Y/n sighed.

Then she had nerve to undo his trousers! Her cheeks glowed with redness and she slapped her palm against her head. What was she thinking! What would Neji think of her!

She groaned.

When Neji had asked her that stupid question she laughed. She knew she shouldn't have knowing that Neji didn't take ego bashing well but what he had said was just so ridiculous. She couldn't believe that was what was riling him up. For a Hyuuga prodigy, he almost seemed frantic about it. She wondered what caused him to act like that. Were the rumours so bad that even he, the Hyuuga Neji was troubled by them? Y/n gulped. That wasn't a good sign. The next time she saw Naruto, she would have to tell him to stop. It was affecting her team mate's equilibrium.

She brushed herself from the ground and stood up. She saw a spare white towel on a shelf and picked it up. Her face was still red and she dreaded to see Neji. She had just made an absolute fool of herself!

Taking a deep breath, she prepared for the inevitable and decided to act as if nothing happened. She exited the room and saw Neji standing beside her bed in his boxers. She felt another blush coming up. Was it possible to have the perfect specimen? Neji stood there with his long dark hair over his shoulders and his quicksilver eyes looked alert as usual. She knew that he had seen her come in but acted nothing on it. She took that moment to size him up. He was tall, lean and muscled. Her Grandma's voice suddenly rang in her head and she remembered the first meeting between her Grandma and Neji. He is one hot piece of yum she had said aloud in font of her and Neji which had mortified her. It had made her want to die from embarrassment but Neji looked indifferent about the whole matter. Y/n grinned. She had to agree with her Grandma, Neji was a hot piece of yumminess.

"Here's your towel," she told him as she made herself known whilst trying her hardest trying not to act as though his semi nakedness affected her. She threw the white towel towards Neji and he caught it without so much as looking at her.

"You can sit on the bed if you want," Y/n offered.

She watched him slowly sit on her bed and Y/n lay down beside him, her arms behind her head and her legs arched forward. She had never sat so close to Neji in her whole life and her heart started to pound loudly again. She fervently wished it would stop. She wondered if he could hear it.

"Tell me what happened," his voice was emotionless as usual and Y/n sighed before starting her story. It was amazing the hold Neji had over her. No matter how ridiculous the situation was, she wanted to ease his worries. Even if that meant him creeping in her room in the middle of the night and scaring the life out of her. She realised there was nothing she wouldn't do for him.

"Well a week ago Naruto came up to me asking me for help. He wanted me to help him get Sakura's attention because you know; it's obvious that the idiot loves her,"

She paused for a second wondering if he was listening. She felt him place his hand on her knee and squeezed it. She took this as an invitation to continue.

"So I asked him what help did he want and he asked the usual. Gifts, flowers, the lot,"

She felt him rub her knees with his hand and she desperately tried to ignore that Neji had willingly put his hand on her knees. She wanted it to mean something, she really did.

"Well the gifts obviously didn't work so he wanted to know what else he could do to get her attention. I told him that he should just be honest with her and tell her his feelings,"

She shivered as she felt Neji continue massaging her knee. Why was he doing this to her? She knew he was the type of person who didn't like to touch or be touched. It didn't make any sense.

"Well apparently that didn't work,"

She gasped when she felt Neji slide his hand down her thigh instead. She tried to pretend that she wasn't affected by his actions but her heart pounded and she felt lustful. She tried her best to try and hide her desire from him.

"He asked what else he could do to make her love him and I suggested making her jealous,"

He kept stroking her thigh and Y/n loved the touch of his hand on her leg. His fingers were long and ever stroke sent a shiver of delight down her body. The feeling was electrifying. She didn't want it to stop.

"He asked how to make her jealous and I said just pretend to like another girl,"

The stroking continued and her heart continued racing. She was wearing a long t-shirt as a nightie and his fingers were just a few inches from the hem of her shirt. She realised with wanton desire that she wanted him to put his hand up her shirt, to touch her further. She willed him in her mind to move his hand higher up her thigh.

Y/n let out a breath she didn't know she was holding when Neji put his hand up her nightie. She stared at his impassive face until their eyes locked. She knew that her face was in flames and she was inflamed when Neji looked so passive and nonchalant. As if having his hand up her nightie and on her thigh nearing a place where he shouldn't was the most normal thing in the world.

"Continue," his voice was husky and he squeezed the inside of her thigh. She almost became incoherent with her story.

"Then he had this wild idea that he was going to pretend to like me,"

She felt