#Brokenuchiha

[ncji]

Six Months

Pairing: SasuNeji

Rating: Mature

Summary: Shinobi sometimes have to take long missions. Neji doesn't want Sasuke to go on an especially long one, though.

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"No."

Sasuke was a little taken aback. "That...isn't an option..."

"It is now." Neji wasn't open to debate. He returned to their dishes, punishing them for the Uchiha's inconsiderate screw-up with harder than necessary scrubbing.

Unsure how to respond without sounding cold and callous, Sasuke opted for silence, waiting.

That only annoyed the Hyuuga more. "I rejected a mission today. Do you know why?" Carelessly, he tossed a plate into their drying rack. Luckily, it rattled the dishes, but nothing broke. "I told them I couldn't leave my husband for three months..."

Sasuke frowned. Could his timing have been any worse?

Too upset to finish his task, Neji turned off the water and faced his husband, whom he threw a dishtowel at. "Six months, Sasuke! You accepted a mission that will last six months! That's twenty-four weeks! One hundred and eighty days!"

The dish towel hit its target, but only because Sasuke thought it might make Neji feel better. With a sigh, he pulled it off his face and set it on the counter. "I can tell time, Neji..."

"But you don't know the value of it!" He was more than upset. Neji was hurt, tears gathering along his waterline. "That's six months I'll spend worrying about you...Six months I'll be taking missions, and there's never a guarantee I'll come back from them...You'll miss my birthday..."

"I'll make it up to you." A kiss wasn't likely to solve the issue, but he still tried to use one to comfort him.

With a hand on the Uchiha's chest, Neji kept him comfortably away from him. He didn't want his hands on his hips or his mouth on his lips. "You can't make up time...When you sacrifice it, it's gone forever."

Sasuke's life had been varying degrees of isolation, so he just couldn't understand what the issue was. That didn't mean he was incapable of realizing there was an issue, though. It was just interfering with his responsibilities, his duties. "Neji...You know I'm indebted to the village..."

"Don't give me that! You know how I feel about the village!" he shot back.

Sasuke sighed again. "Naruto said he'll work on your clan when he becomes--" The air was forced out of him when chakra pulsed out of the hand keeping him at a distance, and Sasuke stumbled backwards.

"How dare you?"

Now he'd done it. Before Neji could storm off and ignore him for what time they had left until he needed to leave, he grabbed him around the waist. As usual when he was this upset, his husband struggled, not violently, but enough to let him know he didn't want him to touch him.

"Let go of me! Let go!" he yelled. They were lucky their closest neighbor was never home. Neji was pulling at Sasuke's fingers, trying to bend them back, when he was tossed onto their marital bed. Immediately, he sat up and held his hand out as a barrier between them. "You don't love me. If you did, you wouldn't be able to leave me for six months. You don't love me!"

Sasuke had learned a long time ago that Neji could say cruel things that he didn't mean, so he was mostly unaffected by the claim. "I do love you," was his simple reply. He propped a knee up on the bed, reaching out towards his beloved.

Neji wanted to hurt him, though. He wanted Sasuke to feel the way he felt. "I should find someone to fill our bed while you're gone," he threatened.

Sasuke's eyes only narrowed for a second, before his expression softened. The reaction caught his husband off guard, so he didn't struggle when Sasuke pressed him into the mattress and crawled over top of him. "You should. I give you permission," he whispered against the Hyuuga's lips.

Neji choked out a sob, then pushed at Sasuke, really put his strength into trying to get him away from him, but stronger hands pinned Neji's wrists to the mattress above his head as lips dotted tender kisses along his neck. "I don't want anyone else! I want my husband!" he cried.

"I know," Sasuke murmured against pale skin.

Neji continued to struggle against his spouse, breaking his hold when he tried to pin him with only one hand, pushing at him, even slapping him once, until Sasuke was inside of him. The bruising grip on his wrists relaxed as his hips met each thrust. "Please don't go," he begged through tears.

Sasuke didn't answer. A no always ruined the mood. Instead, he laced his fingers with his lover's and moved. Slowly and deliberately.

Neji moved with him, even as tears rolled past his temples and into his hair, even as he hiccupped through his sobs. He moved. He did it to maintain their physical and emotional connection. He did it to remind Sasuke of what he would be without if he left. He did it because it was Sasuke and he loved him.

Their lovemaking came to a crescendo with quickening thrusts and desperate moans from his Hyuuga, and Sasuke emptied himself into the body quaking from orgasm beneath him. Spent and high off of the release, he kissed his husband, but the afterglow wore off with a quickness when he felt how Neji's lips continued to quiver. "I'm sorry," he whispered.

Neji didn't answer. He just clung to Sasuke, arms wrapped tightly around his neck, one hand buried in his hair. Sasuke wasn't going to listen to his words anyway. All he could do was embrace him while he still had him.

Then, he would have to face Konoha alone again, without anyone there to ease his growing despair. One month. Two months. Three months...While everyone around him enjoyed their blissful ignorance, he would stare at reality in the mirror. He lived in a cage, the bars made of Main House Hyuuga, and everyone outside of it had averted their eyes long ago. They had left him to rot. Four months...The ever-dimming world would grow black and bleak. Hopelessness would set in. Five months. He would sit outside and watch the birds fly with envy in his eyes. Six months. Sacrifice would become his first strategy in every conflict. He would face danger with hope for an end. Then, Sasuke would come home, kiss him sweetly, and the healing process would begin again.

Bonus:

"He hasn't talked to anyone since it happened." Kakashi opened the door and gestured for Sasuke to enter. He had no interest in watching a man stare at a prison wall. "I doubt you'll get any closure from this."

Inside of the cell, Sasuke stepped in front of his husband's vacant stare. He seemed to be somewhere else, safely hidden away in his own mind. When the door shut and the lock clicked into place, though, those pale eyes came alive. They were not welcoming. He had never seen that look on Neji's face before, so filled with betrayal. How could the Hyuuga blame him for what he had done?

"Six months," he bit out.

"Six months," Sasuke confirmed. His tone was more level, less emotional. He couldn't handle the emotions that wanted to explode onto the surface, so he kept them suppressed with every ounce of control he had.

"Six months."

"Six months," he repeated, "and you decided to get back at me by...killing your clansmen and beating up one of the cousins you let live." Maybe Neji would see how utterly insane it sounded if Sasuke said it.

"I didn't beat her up. I sterilized her. She beat herself up by resisting."

Evidently not. Neji seemed to think it sounded sane enough to warrant an explanation. Sasuke sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "You let her live, but you took away her ability to make life..." It was disturbingly poetic. "Why didn't you do the same to Hinata?"

Neji let out a laugh. "I tried. That's when Naruto put my genocide to an end."

Genocide. Sasuke swallowed thickly. "Did you sterilize yourself?"

"No. I was waiting until I spoke to you. I won't live long past this conversation," was his bitter reply.

Sasuke nodded, but he couldn't pretend to be a hollow shell at the notion his husband was playing out his own version of his brother's life, right down to a suicide that required Sasuke in some way. "Why?" he asked, choked by his emotions to a whisper.

Neji leaned forward on the stone bench that doubled as a bed and smiled mockingly at the man he had given his heart to. "Maybe now you'll love me as much as you love Itachi." He kept on, even as tears rolled down the Uchiha's face. "Maybe you will finally question your loyalty to this village, now that you've seen what it pushed me to do. Maybe you'll understand how terrified I was of the main house. Maybe, just maybe, you'll see Naruto for what he is, the man who left your husband caged while hanging on to an empty promise..."

What followed the confession was stunned silence and utter disbelief. Had he really ignored so much suffering from his own husband?

"Six months," Neji repeated. "Six months..."

[commander-nura-rihan]

@brokenuchiha​

"Is it a proper serious contest or are we talking one of those silly carnival-like random things here?"

“Oi, have a little faith in me would you. To answer the question, both. I’m pretty good at this stuff after all.”

[electorofhell]

@brokenuchiha​

"The lady doth protest too much, methinks."

“I know I have a cute face, thank you, but still no. Not something I’ll willing to wear, I would fall.” it’s totally a valid reason.

[swimmingforthegold]

 —— » [ @brokenuchiha​  ] said:  

        ❝   RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!! ❞    

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[    🦈 ] —   Hearing his name out loud, Rin turned and was greeted by someone he hadn’t seen in a long time. So he grinned and headed towards Sasuke before giving him a fist bump.

          “Alright I heard you, idiot. Hehe, how you been Sasuke? I hope you haven’t been causing trouble while I was away.”

[outcastredhair]

ALL THE ✏️✏️✏️✏️✏️✏️s!!!

Send ✏️ if you like my writing

You're too sweet sasuke-mun thank you

[imperfxctus]

"Envy? Hello? You alright in here?" He has been asleep for more than a day now. While it didn't seem like there was anything out of the ordinary per se, Sasuke was sure that wasn't exactly common, so he was getting concerned. The blanket burrito didn't look like there was anything wrong with it though, and if he listened, he could hear his friend's soft breathing.

Envy's body was like a limo dead body when he is usually out for days on end when he finally reached the limit if being tired, this was normal for Envy but to those he met, they freak out. The sin started to stire upon hearing the Uchihas voice and hearing the breathing of his close by. He couldn't move much upon being the first thing the sin had notice but never questioned it when his violet eyes looked to Sasuke.

[thebubbledome]

Strings of Fate

Closed Starter for @brokenuchiha

Suigetsu loved meeting prospective clients. It was an opportunity to be fawned over, for his prowess was rising in the music community. He was quickly becoming a name to know. It wasn’t that he only represented big talent. It was more like whoever he represented became big. He’d say that was all thanks to him.

He had a knack for portraying his clients as something worth salivating over, even if they were still getting on their feet, although he rarely represented anyone who he wouldn’t listen to himself. After all, passion had to come from somewhere. And what's the point representing someone who wouldn’t make him money? There has to be a certain level of talent there, but he knew he could make anyone a success with his talent for this sort of career.

No one in their right mind would turn down Suigetsu Hozuki as their manager. He might not be mainstream famous, but everyone in the industry was beginning to know exactly who he was. In that way, he was famed in a more important sense. As he entered the nice restaurant they’d be meeting at, he paused for a moment to take a big breath through his nose. “Afternoon, sir,” the host greeted. 

“Ah, good indeed!” Suigetsu said happily, big grin across his lips. “Reservation for Hozuki,” he says. “I expect my guest has already arrived.” He was also known for being fashionably late. After all, he was a busy man!

[risenwithinshadows-archived]

@brokenuchiha

"I think I'll be just fine. Thanks." He answered with a stretch.

[snagglefangswordsman]

8, 9, 17

8.  Is your muse comfortable with, or proud of their body? Are they insecure?

Most of the time he’s quite comfortable with his body -- a little too comfortable, sometimes. He grew up doing a lot of swimming with other people, and never picked up much in the way of body-shame. And then the whole naked-in-a-tank thing happened, and he had to adapt to survive that without breaking, and he refused to become ashamed. As for how his body looks... he genuinely enjoys his own appearance.

9.  Is your muse attracted to any features in particular?

Other than a nice rear end? He can find himself attracted to a lot of different people for very different reasons. Light eyes or dark, a serious face or one that’s always smiling... it varies widely.

17.  Does your muse leave hickies? Do they ask for them?

He does not get hickies from others. And he rarely leaves them, because he has a mouth full of small knives that he has to be careful about, which kinda inhibits him around vulnerable points like someone’s neck.

[littlenurarikuo]

I miss you too 😭❤

[lady-tsunade-hime2-archived]

@brokenuchiha

“Not you.”

Like she would admit about what Uchiha she might possibly like put up with.

“Someone else. Older. Not you.”

[ncji]

@brokenuchiha

"Tiny? As in a crop top? Or maybe it's just something from when he was younger that he outgrew but keeps it for sentimental reasons? Either way- and you what?"

“It’s a crop top. A tiny pink...crop top...

that he looks...so cute in...”

[commander-nura-rihan]

@brokenuchiha​

"Certainly one of the two anyway..." 👀

“Oi, what exactly are you trying to say here?! Hmm?”

[swimmingforthegold]

                        —— » [ @brokenuchiha​ ] said:                                                       ❝   Aww come on, I thought it was perfect~  ❞    

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[ 🦈 ] —    "Oh my god, who’s been teaching you these lame puns? Its so dumb, hahahah”

[imperfxctus]

Huh. Not even any teasing or mocking. Envy must have really been out of it, lucky to even be found, perhaps? Oh well. No use worrying about that now; at least he was conscious and could walk .. more or less.

Sasuke would take him home indeed and make a blanket burrito out of Envy, and hope some long hours of sleep can do the trick.

it felt like eons for Envy when he couldn't remember the last time he rested up ir even sleep, he was too prideful to allow himself to sleep. It was either that or being on guard when it came to keeping his enemies atbae and that if preventing them to see his regular form through his disguise.

But the timing now though,it was just that he was tired that he was ready to drop like he usually does and that Sasuke was there or atleast he thinks that it was Sasuke in the matter. In the back of his mind that is, Envy gave a low tired chuckle when he was aided when his mind thought the Uchiha was just a hallucination covering a person that was aiding. After all he has not seen the Uchiha in a very very long time.I don't know what's real right now or if my eyes are playing tricks on me, you look different raven boy" He chuckled in his tiredness

[thebubbledome]

"That's right! My evil plan for world domination: deprive everyone of all the ice cream! Must make sure you don't catch on-..." Suddenly stopping in his steps, he slowly turns around, putting on a shocked face, trying to will himself to turn even paler than usual. If that is at all possible. "Oh, crud. Now how am I gonna make you forget about all that?"

Suigetsu snorted and rolled his eyes. "Don't forget I'm the one pestering you to death, okay?"