Shikamaru," Neji muttered in his da

Shikamaru," Neji muttered in his dark and hoarse tone, and it took the Nara all he had to hold that gaze and to remain still. All his instincts were telling him to run, to avoid that, to stay away from the fire that was walking in his direction, and he wanted to listen to them - oh, if he did! - but there was a tiny voice in the deep end of his heart that was whispering to him, freezing him on his spot, not allowing him to move. He thought it was his masochist side finally showing up it's face - what else could it be? Neji breathed out haltingly and blinked before piercing Shikamaru's chest with the words that Nara wanted all but to hear. "We need to talk."

"Not today," Shikamaru muttered in the last puff of air leaving his lungs. He wished to have more strength in his voice, in his posture and in his expression. He wished he could have a cold and stoic mask to put on during that moment and hide his weak attempt at preventing that conversation to happen behind a powerful façade. But Shikamaru wasn't Neji or one of the Uchiha's and, on that particular moment, it was hard enough not to crumbled down before Neji's piercing gaze, let alone pretend to be stronger than what he really was. "Please, Neji… Not today."

"We can't postpone this any longer, Shikamaru." Neji breathed, still leaning against the door, his tall figure engulfed in the shadows of the apartment, penetrating eyes never leaving the Nara. And the silence growing in the dark, in between their voices and their breaths, was slightly maddening. "We can't keep doing this."

"It's Miwa's birthday tomorrow, Hyuuga!" The Nara declared with a still warning even if his voice was failing him and his head was spinning. He had no strength for that. He couldn't fight that battle. He was too emotionally involved to be able to distance himself enough to win. "Don't do this today."

"Shikamaru…"

"Not today!" The Nara yelled, turning away and walking to the living room. Lights were turned on, but the darkness of the weight kept grasping his skin, making him tired and with a feeling of being lost that he only recalled once in his lifetime. "Next week."

"And next week you're going to tell me the same." Neji stated with a freezing tone, a hurtful timber cracking his cold mask as he followed the Nara to the living room. He leant against the doorframe and crossed his arms, eyes never leaving the figure standing next to the window. "I don't want to do this more than you do."

Then don't!" Shikamaru exclaimed and turned again to face his friend. He was looking tired, exhausted actually, and what he wanted more than anything in the world was just to forget that subject and go to sleep. Go back and pretend that everything was perfect and that they didn't have a freaking elephant in the room for longer than they would like to admit. "You don't have to. Don't be troublesome."

"Look me in the eye and tell me that you honestly think this is ok!" Neji demanded, his pale orbs narrowing. Shikamaru was pacing back and forth between the window and the coffee table in the center of the room. The tension grew stronger. "This is far from the situation I got us into last year, Shikamaru! My divorce is done, my uncle has calmed down, my situation in the company is as stable as it ever was and I'm not just a friend that is sharing a house with you. This has gotten complicated and will get even worse by the day if I don't leave now."

"Do you hate living with us?" Shikamaru asked out of the blue, stopping next to the coffee table and giving Neji a blank, side glance. Neji pressed his lips together in order not to curse or insult his friend before such a ridiculous question. "Then you don't have to leave."

"You're being childish," Neji sighed, covering his eyes with a hand and cursing under his breath. "You know this is more complicated than whether I like staying here with you and Miwa or not." He paused, looking again to the man standing in the middle of the living room. Why was he making it so damned difficult? "We can't keep living like this, Shikamaru. We can't keep playing house. It's not going to work."

"Fine! Then leave!" Shikamaru declared, waving his hand and turning away again. "I'll find a way to tell Miwa why dada isn't living with us anymore!

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

Shikamaru,"Neji muttered trong giai điệu của ông tối và hoarse, và mất Nara tất cả, ông đã có để giữ cái nhìn đó và vẫn còn vẫn còn. Tất cả các bản năng của ông đã nói với ông để chạy, để tránh điều đó, để ở lại đi từ ngọn lửa đã đi bộ theo hướng của ông, và ông muốn nghe để họ - ồ, nếu ông đã làm! - nhưng có một giọng nói nhỏ cuối cùng sâu của trái tim của mình đó thì thầm với anh ta, đóng băng anh ta vào vị trí của mình, không cho phép anh ta để di chuyển. Ông nghĩ rằng nó là của mình bên masochist cuối cùng Hiển thị nó đã phải đối mặt - những gì khác nó có thể? Neji hít haltingly và blinked trước khi xuyên ngực của Shikamaru với các từ Nara muốn tất cả nhưng nghe. "Chúng tôi cần phải nói chuyện.""Không phải hôm nay," Shikamaru muttered trong puff cuối của máy rời khỏi phổi của ông. Ông muốn có thêm sức mạnh trong giọng nói của mình, trong tư thế của ông và trong biểu hiện của mình. Ông muốn ông có thể có một mặt nạ lạnh và stoic để đặt trên trong thời điểm đó và ẩn của mình nỗ lực yếu tại ngăn chuyện đó xảy ra phía sau mặt tiền mạnh mẽ. Nhưng Shikamaru không Neji hoặc một trong Uchiha và vào thời điểm đó cụ thể, nó là khó, đủ để không sụp đổ xuống trước khi của Neji xỏ lỗ ngắm, hãy để một mình giả vờ để mạnh mẽ hơn so với những gì ông thực sự là. "Xin vui lòng, Neji... Không phải hôm nay.""Chúng tôi không thể trì hoãn này nữa, Shikamaru." Neji hít, vẫn nghiêng chống lại cửa, ông con số cao chìm trong bóng tối của nhà, thâm nhập mắt không bao giờ rời khỏi Nara. Và sự im lặng phát triển trong bóng tối, giữa tiếng nói của họ và hơi thở của họ, là một chút sự giận dư. "Chúng tôi không thể tiếp tục làm điều này.""It's Miwa's birthday tomorrow, Hyuuga!" The Nara declared with a still warning even if his voice was failing him and his head was spinning. He had no strength for that. He couldn't fight that battle. He was too emotionally involved to be able to distance himself enough to win. "Don't do this today.""Shikamaru…""Not today!" The Nara yelled, turning away and walking to the living room. Lights were turned on, but the darkness of the weight kept grasping his skin, making him tired and with a feeling of being lost that he only recalled once in his lifetime. "Next week.""And next week you're going to tell me the same." Neji stated with a freezing tone, a hurtful timber cracking his cold mask as he followed the Nara to the living room. He leant against the doorframe and crossed his arms, eyes never leaving the figure standing next to the window. "I don't want to do this more than you do."Then don't!" Shikamaru exclaimed and turned again to face his friend. He was looking tired, exhausted actually, and what he wanted more than anything in the world was just to forget that subject and go to sleep. Go back and pretend that everything was perfect and that they didn't have a freaking elephant in the room for longer than they would like to admit. "You don't have to. Don't be troublesome.""Look me in the eye and tell me that you honestly think this is ok!" Neji demanded, his pale orbs narrowing. Shikamaru was pacing back and forth between the window and the coffee table in the center of the room. The tension grew stronger. "This is far from the situation I got us into last year, Shikamaru! My divorce is done, my uncle has calmed down, my situation in the company is as stable as it ever was and I'm not just a friend that is sharing a house with you. This has gotten complicated and will get even worse by the day if I don't leave now.""Do you hate living with us?" Shikamaru asked out of the blue, stopping next to the coffee table and giving Neji a blank, side glance. Neji pressed his lips together in order not to curse or insult his friend before such a ridiculous question. "Then you don't have to leave.""You're being childish," Neji sighed, covering his eyes with a hand and cursing under his breath. "You know this is more complicated than whether I like staying here with you and Miwa or not." He paused, looking again to the man standing in the middle of the living room. Why was he making it so damned difficult? "We can't keep living like this, Shikamaru. We can't keep playing house. It's not going to work.""Fine! Then leave!" Shikamaru declared, waving his hand and turning away again. "I'll find a way to tell Miwa why dada isn't living with us anymore!