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Disclaimer: Nope Naruto is still not mine. . .
Ino was walking back from the flower shop and into the park to relax under the sun and listen to the bushes moan.
Wait. . .
Bushes moan?
This of course caused Ino to look to the side of her in a confused manor. The bushes were indeed moaning and moving. Maybe it was a perverted Jutsu Naruto made up or a trick. . .
Either way Ino decided to go investigate this strange pnenomenon. Shaky hands pulled back the bushes oh so quietly and slowly to reveal a young couple.
Not just any young couple.
Oh no.
Shikamaru and Chouji to be more exact.
Poor Ino was confused with herself. She didn't know if she should leave and act like it didn't happen or stick around and watch her team mates swap spit.
A little peek wouldn't hurt. . .
A little peek turned into a little blush into a nosebleed to some drool.
Eww drool.
Shikamaru was contently sprawled ontop of Chouji, arms wrapped around his neck while Chouji had his grip around Shikamaru's small waist. Chouji suddenly sat straight up and Ino almost had a heart attack. It wasen't that they had spotted her it was the fact that Chouji didn't want to pretend to be uke anymore. His tongue dancing with Shikamaru's fiercely, automatically winning the little fight for dominance. Chubby fingers ran through Shika's black hair, pulling the hair tie out in annoyance. The Akimichi broke the kiss and worked on his neck, holding the moaning boy in his arms. His tongue made it's way up and behind the Nara's ear, trailing kisses on the tanned skin. Poor little Shika was putty under his control.
Moaning, blushing, and gasping putty.
The lazy genius threw his head back when a certain spot on his neck was sucked, sending him into a land of bliss. Chouji's magic fingers went to the vest, and took it off with a growl and kissed down to Shika's collarbone and to the fishnet undershirt. A kunai ripped through the fabric, earning a groan from the smaller boy.
"H-Hey Chouji don't kill all my shirts." Shika stuttered out. Chouji merely shrugged a grin plastered on his lips as his tongue ran over on of Shikamaru's pink buds on his chest. "A-Ah."
Ino remember sanity! SANITY!
A hand traveled under Shika's waistband, stroking his ever growing arousal lightly. Shika bucked against him with a moan.
'Oh god, Shikamaru. Chouji. Doing it!' her thoughts screamed as she held onto her nose trying to stop the never ending nosebleed.
"A-Ah Chouji. Yes more."
Ino immediantly turned around and was about to break into a run when she tripped on something.
Something moving.
She looked behind her as she stood up.
"Kakas-" she shouted in disbelief.
The teacher stood up and clamped a hand over her mouth quickly. He looked at her striaght in the eye.
"You didn't see anything."
Ino nodded.
"We both were never here. Got it?"
Nod. Nod.
He let go of her mouth and grinned behind his mask, putting up the oh so familar orange book.
"Oh, and the pictures will be ready friday." and with that he left in a puff of smoke.
The pig left without a guilty consience that day.
And the deer and butterfly continued their natural callings in life.
Well how was that?
My little hat((I call him george)): Mmmm. . .yaoi. . ..
Yes my friend. Beautiful yaoi.
George: Mmmm. . . .
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