Narro: Hello everyone, it's been awhile since I've written or posted anything, but that's because I've just not been in a writing mood. However, this idea/little daydream of mine may be promising.

Kyouya: As Narro's personal assistant (A/N: I wish !) I hereby dictate: Naruto is owned by Masashi Kishimoto-san, not Narro. However, Narro does own Nakamura Nika-kun. All flames will be used to roast BBQ Pork for Chouji-kun. Enjoy.

Narro: I should give you a raise, Kyouya-kun.

Kyouya: bows

Incognito

"Aaaah….." happily groaned Nakamura Nika, putting down her rice bowl gently onto the heavily polished wood table before her stretched out figure, "I love this feeling," she grinned a soft and satisfied grin at the cook from over the other matron's heads in the little food café. Her dark, afro-haired companion said nothing, only continued eating his vegetable salad quietly. Nika dismissed this easily, being far too used to it to care anymore. Their waitress smiled in pleasure at Nika's delight.

"Everything is fine, yes?" she questioned unnecessarily. Nika nodded. The buxom woman smiled again expectantly. Nika's amber eyes flicked over to her companion again.

"Hm…is it my turn or yours?" the question rolled off the kunoichi's tongue lazily. The waitress became nervous, eyes flicking back and forth between the two shinobi.

"Yours," simply put Aburame Shino, her comrade. Nika pulled out a few bills of Ryou, the currency of their world, and handed it to their waitress. Happily, she left them be. Having finished their meal, they got up and exited the small café, the welcome feeling of a job well done comfortable on their shoulders. Shino led the way, but not really because Nika couldn't stand not being in the lead, so they commenced with their dance of dominance on the road out of the village. Shino paused.

"Hm?"

"Eh?" cracked out Nika, nearly bumping into the Aburame. Shino's shades glinted off the sun's rays in a way that would make any movie star jealous, as he turned around to wait for a man who was running toward them. "Ah, our ex-client," she remarked, and she too waited for him to catch up.

The man was in his middle years, and not in very good shape; he panted and heaved as he finally reached them, sweat trickling down his temples, but he was smiling quite pleasantly.

"I'm sorry, Aburame-san, Nakamura-san, but I just wanted to thank you again for your work. Impressive!" the man gestured with his hands at a hay wagon, holding two men bound and gagged, glaring with all their might at Nika and Shino. Nika grinned, flashing her fangs at them. They quickly looked away.

"You're welcome," Shino pushed his glasses up higher on the bridge of his nose with his fingers gently. Nika's ears twitched towards Shino, fascinated with how such a simple gesture spoke many words. The elder man in turn, watched with a look of interest at her lioness's ears, but quickly checked himself, and bowed himself away. The Konoha shinobi turned away and began their trek back to their village.

The leafy canopies of the trees created lovely sprigs of shadows that peppered the path they walked, which entertained Nika greatly. A good mood she was in! Good food, a soft and pillow swamped bed, some bruising and some cruising, and she was quite content.

"Nyaaaa…I love my job," she softly sighed to her shoulder while she rolled them to get the kinks out. Out of the corner of her eye, she would swear Aburame rolled his eyes, but she was not sure. No one has seen his eyes; they are hidden behind the rounded lenses which shield his most inner feelings. They lapsed into their usual and comfortable silence for the rest of the day, which was exactly how Aburame Shino liked it.

Later that day, near dinner time (Nika's stomach told her this) Shino was busy setting up his tent, when he heard the most annoying phrase ever:

"SPIDER!" roared his companion, who danced upon her toes and clutched her hands close to her body – an utterly useless practice – figured Shino. His eyebrows slanted towards the rims of his shades in annoyance.

"Nika," he rumbled. Nika looked over her shoulder at him, her bottom lip trembling.

"But it's….hairy!" she whispered. Shino sighed, and brushed dry his dirty hands. He was not going to win this one. (A/N: XD). He pushed himself up and looked over her shoulder.

"It's a tarantula," and he simply swatted it away. He looked at her till she was slightly pink and sheepish, "You grapple with the Akatsuki with a Nakamura battle cry, but an arachnid makes you squeamy?" he teased sternly.

With a harrumph she leaned against a sturdy tree, pulled out her kunai, and began to hone them to a deadly degree. Shino returned to his work with his little fire.

Some time passed, and Nika realized she had been sneaking peeks at Aburame. She'd been doing that a lot lately…a fact that disturbed her greatly. 'But, she reminded herself, 'is this not natural? He's grown taller, and with a deep voice, two things I chalk up as attractive, so it's not so weird, right?' She mentally sighed, and put her things away to ponder. So far, she'd been on at least ten missions with Shino. Granted, not alone but for some reason the Hokage seemed to think her fighting style compatible with Aburame's. However, if that were the case, then wouldn't she come out and say so when she asked her?

Flashback

"Aburame Shino! Nakamura Nika!" barked out Tsunade-sama.

"Hai!" both cried at the same time.

"I'm assigning you two to a mission in-"

"Oi, with him again? This is the fourth time, Tsunade-sama!" protested Nika. Tsunade-sama glared at her.

"Yes, again. Now about that mission…"

End Flashback

Nika secretly began to think, after that, that Tsunade-sama was trying to play matchmaker, and that thought sent her heart in a flurry of irregular beats of panic. She was not the dating type, nor would she think that Aburame-kun would enjoy the thought either. Her heart sank into a sea of static grayness, and brought her body down with it. The shame, the embarrassment singed her cheeks with color, and the flames licked at her temples in mockery. What….incorrectness, what wrongness to cross anyone's mind. It was wrong for her to be in an intimate relationship, she was too wrong for that. Wrong temperament, wrong body structure-the list runs on!

Shino's kikaichu bugs chattered in his ear so inaudibly that even the keen hearing of Nika's ears could not hear. Even if she could have, she would not be able to decipher their language. Shino mused over the information he was given. Her body temperature was going funky. It kept rising and falling every few minutes, and the way her eyes were glazed over made him think that she was thinking too hard.

"Nika."

"Aaaah..?" Nika drew out the sound after awakening from her daze. She blinked a few times and looked over across their small camp. Shino was sitting a few feet away from the remains of their fire last night, watching her. Well, she couldn't be sure of that. The shades, recall do you? "Did you want something, Aburame-kun?" She couldn't address him as Shino-kun, for some reason that just felt too personal, and he never corrected her, so Aburame-kun it was.

"You look preoccupied," he remarked in his deep voice. She got all fuzzy again, blurred at the edges in gray as she almost slipped into that spot between conscious and daydreaming. She liked his voice, is that strange for her to notice? 'Not, of course not' she told herself, 'it is merely something that some people notice.'

"Nika!" sharply commanded Aburame-kun. Nika's ears flattened against her hair in agitation. His eyebrows were furrowed, big surprise.

"Whaaaa?" she scowled, deliberately using slanged up language to irritate him. Then she blinked, because she was for sure that he was over across the camp, but really he was quite in front of her nose. 'Uwaaah! Close proximity alert!' cried out her body in alarm. "Aaah, Aburame-kun, you're too close," she thought that would fix it, after all, he was a guy who respected boundaries when they were set.

He didn't move.

She didn't either.

God, does this man not breathe nor blink? He moved his face closer, and in reaction she leaned her back full up against the tree she was sitting up against. Heat, unbidden and much to her annoyance, rose to color her cheeks and slash across her nose in a most noticeable pattern. She was not comfortable, not comfortable at all! Her eyes darted from his shoulder to the top of his hair, to that ant that was marching towards her in menace (A/N: !!!). She looked anywhere, as long as it wasn't at his face, where he may see and read her like a book.
All this was sounding oh so familiar…..

Flashback

Nika pushed up against Shino forcefully, a smirk a mile wide across her face. He was shocked to say the least, and allowed her to push him around.

"Shino-kuuuuun….." the kunoichi murmured into his high collar.

"Nika…"

"Shino, I…" she started, but instead pursed her lips and began her way to his mouth-

"HYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" a female voice roared to Shino's left. Nika jumped back, just barely missing the flurry of kunai and shuriken that imbedded them in a tree a few feet away.

A beat up kunoichi in bandages, ripped violet and black clothes and deep shadow-purple hair staggered into the bunch of trees Nika had pushed Shino into.

"Get…out of my damn body, you bitch!" she growled out, awkwardly stumbling over a fallen brush of branches," How dare you do that to my body-TO KISS ABURAME OF ALL THINGS!" roared the stranger. "Nika" grinned.

"It's mine now, you disgusting beast," taunted the fake, "Consider it payback: My brother's death for your body!" The new kunoichi (who later was found out to be called Kay) began to breathe hard, laboriously heaving, but she looked over to Shino.

"Aburame, knock her out!" she commanded weakly. He stood there, frowning. "Aw, c'mon….what do you need? This isn't…ugh, just ask me something only I would know!" The fake Nika made a face and pulled out her pair of Sais. "Oh, no you don't!"

The real Nika jumped on her, but the fake Nika easily threw her off.

"You shouldn't have beaten my body so much, you can barley stand!" then Kay whipped around and started running at Shino, obviously not wondering what his abilities are.

A few moments later….

Nika opened her eyes slowly, a headache blooming in her temples like a lotus. "Uuugh….EH!?" she yelped as she was hauled up and slammed against a tree, a kunai to her throat. She saw stars, and then shiny, shiny shiny….shades? Shino? "Aburame?" she mumbled.

"What's my favorite food," a gruff and stern voice came to her through the twinkling galaxy that had formed in front of her, and-ah, yes, there he was.

"Nn…vegetable salad, duh…" she mumbled. He visibly relaxed and flipped his kunai back into his leg holster.

"Is she the brother to that ninjutsu master from…?" She nodded, oh so thankful to be back in her own, comfortable, and less flashy body. She didn't notice that Shino had braced his arms very hesitantly against the tree, and was directly in front of her. It was only when his breath hit her face that she came out of her thoughts.

"Ah, Aburame-kun, you're not….?" she quickly silenced herself. He had this strange look to his face that she couldn't quite place, and it was starting to freak her out. Not to mention that his smell was everywhere and it was quite distracting. He smelled…good. He didn't smell like an object, more like a feeling. Like that feeling you get when you're all comfy in-between all of your pillows, the temperature is just right, and you just ate a dish or two of your favorite food….oh, and you're sexy.

Nika shook herself, literally, which was quite fortunate that she did because she stopped him from moving closer.

"We should go, Aburame-kun. Lee-san will be waiting," she tried to sound normal, not as if his forehead was touching hers. His forehead protector was cool, and the brush of his hair made her wiggle.

"Not yet,"

"Not yet?"

"No, not yet" he trailed. 'Oh my god, he isn't…' her panic swooped up like a tsunami and crashed down on the back of her neck, pouring down her back in rivers of wild instincts that told her to run her ass away.

Their noses touched.

Her eyes slammed shut.

His lips touched hers.

Hell froze over.

Heat ran around her body like it was a playground and gave her energy. She poofed away and re-poofed back onto a tree branch some ten feet up. Shino was whirled and faced away from her, and without a by-your-leave, started walking towards Konoha.

End of Flashback

She decided she needed a frontal attack to disarm him. That's what made sure that she couldn't move his random attack. So, fight fire with a flamethrower, like Yuka-san said. (A/N: Yuka's her dad people).
"Aburame-kun, why did you kiss me after we captured the Ninjutsu Master?" she asked quietly.

Damn Yuka-san, and his infernal advice. What she hoped for was not what she got.

"You're not a stupid person, Nika," he rumbled. She raised her chin defiantly, feeling her normal flair of character come to her.

"Not usually, but I'm confused. Clue me in," she retorted. She also noted out of the corner of her eye that the ant had retreated-no doubt to bring his friends and get in on the festivities. Shino pushed his shades up closer to the bridge of his nose, a classical movement that everyone with glasses is prone to do. He shifted his body so that he was kneeling on one side of her legs, and his other was brought up to touch her likewise bent knee.

'Well, that was quite effective,' growled Nika to herself as her body twitched, the burn of his gaze nearly ripping off her face in embarrassment.

Shino noted this with a very slight tilt to her head, much to Nika's surprise. He was not the, "head tilt" dude. Kiba was, and so was she. The head tilt was supposed to be for that brash, but spirited bunch of people who enjoyed a laugh, not Shino!

His neck stretched forward, creating a lovely arch with his muscles that made her fingers dance on her thigh. His breath came to her in a cloud as fresh as a pine tree.

"Shino," her voice came from deep in her throat, nearly a growl, "You never answered my question, and you know how I hate having to ask three times," this time it was a growl. Albeit, she was not threatening him; she was simply impatient. His face moved inch by inch closer, but stopped when she growled again.

"I like you," and she swore that the ground came out from 'neath her and slapped her in the head with the sod. Her head lolled back and than came back with a snap.

"I dislike being joked with when I'm in this uncomfortable situation,"

"I dislike being told I'm joking, when you know I never do," countered him. She abruptly stood up and glared, because he had a point. He followed smoothly, a slight breeze pulling absently at his high collar and jacket. Distracted, Nika took in his appearance. He had on a wonderfully olive greenish-grayish hooded jacket over a high collared shirt in a coal black along with cut off black pants. She always had liked his hooded jacket; it said to her that he liked to hide beneath the covers or under a blanket.

Shino almost had to stop himself from asking aloud if she liked what she saw.

"So you're serious…." Her face fell at his affirmative. Very much miffed at her obvious negative to his confession, he furrowed his brows at her again.

"You have some sort of problem with that?" Nika, startled at his tone, looked at him a long time and sighed.

"Yes, Aburame-kun. I'm not…." She winced at what she had to say. "Let's just say, I'm a fighter, not a lover. Do you understand?" He leaned back to consider this, still on the ground before her. Nika wondered what she would do if he started kissing her feet, but shook the thought of her head savagely. Her heart randomly told her brain that something was coming that was going to sway its way of thinking.

"Do I look like a lover to you?" the look on her face must have been comical, because his eyebrows became softer, and did not frown at her anymore.

"But I'm…I'm…" Nika looked down at her clothes. Tan shorts that fell to nearly her knee with plenty of pockets in the proper spots, a bandana attached to her belt loop, and ninja sandals in black. A black tank top covered by her huge white hakama with a hood sewn on; not very impressive or sexy. She looked down at him instead, "I'm not…I'm a tom girl. Oh for heaven's sake," she scowled, "I'm loud, you're not. I'm not very smart, you are. I'm clumsy and graceless, you're not." She began to list off things that did not pair well with whatever she pulled out for Aburame. She started to circle the tree, and he followed. Naturally, as has happened several times, she paid no mind to where she or he was going, only that she was moving. Because of this, she didn't realize she was walking up the tree, but why should this matter? "You're much sexier than I am, I mean you've got the cool hair and you're torso, un! I've got muscle, but I'm sure you have…." And on she went without really thinking

"If I did not know better, I'd say you were complimenting me," he interrupted her wryly. Her words came back at her like a boomerang and nearly slapped her out of the tree. She stopped on a very large and sturdy tree branch, nearly green for the moss.

"Um….." she slapped hands to her face and glared at the heavens. She made the mistake of looking over at him. It was very creepy how he could walk like that…all smooth, with purpose. Her ears twitched and then flattened anxiously.

"Now I speak," he began.

She stared. He just moved in front of her, hands in his pockets.

"I'm only going to say this once more, I-like-you," her teeth clenched in denial, "if you doubt me, then that's your fault, not mine for not being able to convince you," he finished with his low voice.

The full situation swarmed around her like Aburame's kikaichu. It bugged her, no pun intended. She sighed, and slid her foot to the edge of the branch, focusing her chakra to her feet in carefully measured amounts. She turned and fell backwards. Shino made an alarmed sound and went to grab her, but it was for nothing. She swung as if by a magnet to the underside of the branch, clung to the belly. Directly beneath him, she relaxed her body. Her hair fell to the floor, as did her hakama.

Shino looked down; those furrowed brows back again damn it.

"Shino, I don't think it will work," Nika's voice was quiet, "Because you and I? We're just completely opposite."

Narro: Well, how did you all like it? I'm going to keep writing, just not right away I don't think. About all the flash backs, there's going to be more. This is because I was originally going to do the story from start to finish in chronological order, but I kinda like this better. Gives the story more in some way.

Kyouya: That it does.

Narro: Oh, Kyouya-san! Forgot you were here ;

Kyouya: They don't call me the Shadow King for nothing ! Anyway, people, read and review please.