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Author's Note: This is the last of my requests for Jayden Nara. I hope you enjoy it, dear and I am very sorry it took this long to come out. I hope it's what you wanted. And no worries, more chapters will be coming soon.
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Shikamaru groaned as he rolled over to bury his head under his pillow. His alarm clock blared loudly, informing him it was way past time to get up. He'd already hit the snooze button four times and he knew if he didn't get up now, the chances of him being at school on time were slim.
The Nara pulled his head out from under the pillow and glared daggers at his alarm clock as if just his stare could make it quite. With a small growl, he reached out, slapping at the clock. The clock clattered to the floor, it alarm still blaring. Shikamaru sat up, and rubbed a hand across his face. He seriously hated Mondays.
Grumbling to himself, he swung his feet over the edge of the bed and bent down to retrieve the offending alarm clock. He turned off the alarm and set it back on his bedside table. The Nara yawned, scratching at the back of his head. He glanced over at his alarm clock and the cursed loudly. It was later than he had thought and now he was sure to be late to school.
The brunette sprung into action. He grabbed a shirt and pants form his dresser and dashed into the bathroom. No less than five minutes later, the Nara was dashing through the house; messenger bag slung over one should as he quickly pulled his long tress up into his customary ponytail. His dad was in the kitchen, reading the paper at the table. The older man smirked as his son dashed past him only to skid to a stop and back up so he could grab a piece of toast from the plate on the table.
"Make it there on time," Shikaku yelled after his son. His only answer was the slamming of the front door. The older man shook his head, going back to his paper.
Shikamaru to the stairs from his apartment two at a time, nearly crashing into his neighbor in the process. The woman glared at him, pressing herself against the wall as the brunette ran past her. He yelled a sorry over his shoulder, more worried about getting to school on time than about courtesy.
The Nara made it to school in record time, making it to the room just second after the bell rung. His teacher raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. Shikamaru sighed in relief as he slid into his seat. Lee and Naruto both grinned at him. The Nara ignored his friends, tugging his hair out of the ponytail that had become a complete mess on his mad dash to school. Once he'd managed a slightly better ponytail, he moved to pull out his homework form the night before only to realize he'd left it at home. On his desk. Shikamaru muttered a few choice words as he pillowed his head on his arms on his desk. He seriously hated Mondays.
Naruto winced when Shikamaru slammed his lunch tray down on the table. Sasuke reached out and gracefully caught his Sprite bottle before it could topple over. Dark eyes turned to glare at the Nara, but Shikamaru wasn't paying him any attention. The brunette was grumbling to himself as he stabbed at the pasta on his tray.
Sasuke raised an eyebrow as he watched his friend slaughter the food on his plate meticulously. Lee scooted closer to him and the raven wrapped am arm around his boyfriend's shoulder, pulling him into the Uchiha's lap and further away from the Nara. Lee Went willingly, dropping and arm around Sasuke's neck.
"Shikamaru?" Naruto asked, blue eyes wide. Shikamaru blinked and then looked up at the blonde. He then looked back and forth between his friends and then sat his fork down with a clatter. The Nara then buried his face in his hands with a groan.
"Bad day?" Lee hedged, slipping out of Sasuke's lap and back into his own chair. The raven made a face before wrapping his fingers around the bottom of the brunette's chair and dragged him as close as he could. Lee didn't seem to care and let the Uchiha wrap an arm around his waist.
"That's an understatement," Shikamaru muttered. His day had gone from bad to worse as the day wore on. After his first class, he figured out he'd managed to forget all of his homework and two of his books. He'd been blessed out by all of his teachers, except for Kakashi, who had only smiled at him and hadn't said a word.
"Why don't you come with us after school? Lee and I wanted to check out the new music store," Naruto offered before shoving a fork full of food in his mouth. He chewed as he watched Shikamaru consider his offer.
The Nara shrugged. He really just wanted to go home and fall in bed, but hanging out with his friends would probably do him a sight better than going home and falling into the oblivion of sleep.
"Sure," Shikamaru said off handedly. He pushed his food around on his plate for a few moments before shoving his tray away. Pillowing his head on his arms, Shikamaru tried to not think about how bad his next three classes would be, which included gym. With Gai. And Lee and Sasuke. Oh the fun.
The Nara was shifting his weight from one foot to the other at a cross walk with his friends when his day took a big turn. Naruto was chatting away with Lee and Sasuke was talking with Sakura. Shikamaru was zoned out, thinking about all the damn homework he had been loaded with when a large black van skidded to a stop in front of them. Before the Nara could even register what was happening, the door to the vehicle opened and Shikamaru was jerked inside.
The Nara screamed loudly in shock as the van pulled away from the curb and speed down the street, leaving his friends in total shock.
"The fuck?" Shikamaru yelled as he fought the hands holding his arms. He kicked out at the blonde man in front of him and caught the man in the rib cage. The resulting curse filled him with pride but before he could get in another kick, a cloth covered his face and a red head grabbed his legs. Shikamaru fought against the men but the world started going foggy and the last thing he saw was the smirking face of a silver haired man.
Shikamaru groaned lowly as he slowly came back to consciousness. His head was pounding and his body ached. He was laying on something hard, it felt like stone but he couldn't be sure. He was strapped down across his chest and his thighs. His wrists and ankles were shackled. Movement wasn't an option.
Voices filled his ears. It sounded like some kind of argument.
"Are you sure this is going to work?"
"Yes, fuck face. Or course it will work. I know what I'm doing." This was followed by something that sounded like the sharpening of a blade.
"We don't know if he's a virgin or not though." If he could have frowned, Shikamaru would have. Why did it matter if he was a virgin or not? What were these people planning to do? His mind was groggy but he still managed to make the connections. He was strapped to what he assumed was a slab of stone. They were talking about whether or not he was a virgin, and someone was sharpening a knife. He was about to be someone's virgin sacrifice.
"We've fucking followed their shitty little group of friends for the past motherfucking month. He's the only one not fucking someone."
"How do you know that?"
"All he does is go to fucking school and the back home. He's gone out with his little bitchy friends three fucking times in the last month." Shikamaru silently resented that statement. He wasn't a people person. People only annoyed him. And his dad had promised him a car if he kept his grades up. He had good reasons for staying home.
"Can we stop arguing?" This voice was calm and easy, unlike the other two who had been arguing. There was a loud huff and then footsteps. Shikamaru tensed up, or would have if his body wasn't numb. They must have drugged him with something else after he had passed out. The footsteps stopped beside him and the voice that had been cursing more than was necessary began chanting in a language that the Nara didn't understand. After a few minutes, the chanting stopped and Shikamaru felt the cold metal of a blade against his throat. But before the pain he was expecting never came. There was a sharp tug near his belly button and suddenly Shikamaru was gasping for breath as if he had just been saved from drowning.
Chocolate eyes blinked against the brightness of the room he suddenly found himself. It was a large open room, bigger than his entire apartment. The architecture looked familiar and after a moment, Shikamaru recognized it as ancient Greek. The Nara frowned, eyebrows furrowing as he looked around the room. He was lying on a large bed, bigger than any bed ever should be. He ran a hand across the sheets, and recognized the fabric as silk. The outer walls of the room were made up entirely of columns and opened out onto a beautiful garden.
The Nara was so caught up taking in his sudden surroundings, that he didn't notice the man that strolled up from the garden to his left. But when the bed beside him dipped, Shikamaru started and turned to face the man with his fists raised. The man beside him laughed loudly at the sight.
"Calm down. Do you want to attack the person who just saved your life?" The man had a strange accent that Shikamaru assumed was Greek.
"What do you mean?" The Nara wasn't about to trust anyone after what had just happened to him.
"I just saved you from being a virgin sacrifice, Shikamaru Nara. A little thanks would be nice." Shikamaru blinked, and lowered his fists slowly, but his body was still tense.
"You mean I'm not dead?" The thought made Shikamaru's heart pound happily against his chest. As much as he disliked his life most days, he didn't want to die any time soon.
"Nope. Alive and kicking. My name's Kiba." Shikamaru eyed the man wearily. Kiba laughed again.
"How am I alive?"
"I'm a god." Shikamaru frowned hard.
"You're a what?"
"A god. I know you know what I mean. My mom was a Japanese noble and my father was Ares, the Greek god of war." Shikamaru raised an eyebrow at that. He'd know the gods liked to get around but he hadn't been aware that they'd gotten that far around but the man in front of his was proof that they had, he guessed.
Kiba had the olive completion that said he'd been born with the skin tone and that he would be that color all over. He was shorter than Shikamaru by a few inches, but bulky and thick through the chest. And he had strange fang shaped marks on his cheeks, one on each. He wasn't wearing what the Nara would have pictured a god in. Instead he was wearing a pair of thin linen pants, and a wife beater. Shikamaru could make out defined muscles under smooth pale skin, and he was suddenly hit with the urge to reach out and touch.
Shikamaru flushed hotly at the thought and looked up to find Kiba smiling at him. It was like he knew what the teen was thinking, and for all Shikamaru knew, he could.
"Why did you save me?" If this was a dream, he'd wake up eventually. If it was real…Well, he wanted to know exactly what he was into.
"I've been watching you for a while now, Shikamaru," the god explained, "You're a very interesting person." The Nara didn't believe that one for a second but he kept his mouth shut.
"You're smart, both book and street. And even though you're lazy, you get what you need to do. Besides, you're cute for a mortal." Shikamaru frowned as the last statement made him blush.
"So, what do you want from me?" Kiba smirked at him, scooting closer to the teen. Shikamaru fought the urge to scoot away. One tanned hand reached out and cupped his cheek, and the Nara suddenly found himself staring into gold colored eyes.
"I want your body." Shikamaru jerked back from the brunette, eyes going wide.
"You what?" The gleam in Kiba's eyes set the Nara on edge. Shikamaru's brain worked to figure out exactly what he meant by that statement. Why on would a god want his body? To possess it? To experiment on? To what?
"I want to have sex with you." The words were whispered against Shikamaru's lips and the teen's eyes went wide. Well, that should have been an obvious answer, the Nara mused and then let out an indignant squeak when Kiba pulled him into a kiss by his hair. This was not how he had expected his Monday to go.
Author's Note: Well, I really need to make longer chapters. But I wanted to have this first chapter out tomorrow, and so I cut it off here where I would have normally kept going. I hope you guys enjoyed this new story and I'm so sorry it was this late in coming out, Jayden Nara. Leave me a review and tell me what you thought.