Title: Misplaced
Author: KittyBlue
Chapters: 1 or 2 chapters at most!! I swear!!
Status: almost complete
Type: au, romance, erotic stuff coming!, OOC (oh yeah!), angst (probably)
Rating: M (probably xD)
Parings: Sasuke x Shikamaru (in the beginning only), Naruto x Sasuke (will be the main one)
Summary: Naruto was looking with wide eyes at his friend. In his mind it just kept replaying the word "boyfriend". Shika was Sasuke's boyfriend?! Since when??
Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters, like that's new.. sigh.
Warnings: Okay.. this started after I read in a SasuNaru story, Shikamaru calling Sasuke "hot".. For some reason I really like Shikamaru and wanted to write something with him, but I'm a bit kinda "one track mind" the SasuNaru in this just wrote himself when I wasn't looking. So yeah.. The second chapter will have a lemon, that been in my mind since yesterday (that's the warning). Another warning: My first Naruto story, so I'm sure it will probably suck. .
If you catch any misspelled words or anything wrong in general, do tell. I was kind of under a lot of anger when I was writing this and had to like really suppress all the craving I was having to make a death fic…. With lots of gore and death.. For my state of mind I'm sure it would be good, but. I'm a sucker for romance and the fluffy rabbits just won't let me go for something more dark. 3
Oh another thing. I never read/watch Naruto.. all.. If it counts to anyone I watched the first 3 episodes? xD So if anything doesn't make sense, therefore the OOC warning, you now know why.. '
Misplaced
by KittyBlue
"Hey guys," Uzumaki Naruto entered the school cafeteria and sat near the center. The scene was the same as almost everyday: Nara Shikamaru was sleeping at the end of the table; Akimichi Chouji was munching some chips near him; and Inuzuka Kiba was playing with his dog Akamaru giving him some chicken pieces. He wasn't having a good day. Actually nothing was going right today. Kiba looked at him and immediately saw the frown on his face.
"What's up? What got you so down?"
"You know, it's always the same." Naruto sighed and leaned in his chair looking around confusedly for a second. "The bastard lives and just that is making my life hell." For the corner of his eye, he sees Shikamaru lifting his head to look at him, but after that the brunet probably deciding it wasn't worth the effort and just went back to sleep.
The blond moves a bit near Kiba whispering: "Hmm. What's up with Shikamaru?"
"Erm. To tell the truth, I dunno. He just came back from class and went to sleep. Your bastard actually approached us a few minutes before you came and asked to speak with him. After they had their little talk, Shika just said it was troublesome and went back to sleep." Kiba continued looking at Shikamaru almost as if trying to send him mental signs to wake up and say something. Naruto scowls and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"That's weird.." He was extremely curious about what those two could have talked about. He looked around the area for a bit searching for the Uchiha but just the fact that it was quiet, meaning his fangirls weren't around, meant that he wasn't there. He opened his mouth to say something else, when he noticed Gaara approaching the group.
Gaara was a tough subject. He was Sasuke-bastard friend, but for some reason he usually had lunch with Naruto and his friends. Kiba had actually asked him once why, and Gaara had just glared and said he liked Naruto and that was enough. No one had ever asked him again.
"Hey, Gaara!" The red-haired boy just nodded and went to sit next to Naruto. Starting on his lunch right away. Kiba had once told him not to be alone with Gaara, that he didn't want his friend to be molested, so the dog lover would usually be with them to "protect" his friend.
Kiba didn't know but there had actually been a time when they had been left alone. But Gaara hadn't done anything. He had asked him about some things, like if he was ever lonely and how he could smile like he did, it was a really strange conversation, but for some reason Naruto couldn't help but feel close to him, like something drawn them together.
"Shikamaru-kun, wake up!" Naruto left his thoughts to the voice and noticed a girl with black hair and red glasses trying to shake his friend awake. Gaara was looking at her while eating his cup-cake. "C'mon you lazy ass! Wake up!!"
"What?!" Shikamaru frowned at her and tried to turn the other way, but she grabbed his arm and tried to make him stand up.
"Sasuke-sama is calling you to the Student Council room. Come already! How the hell did you get to be his boyfriend! I hate you! Stand up already, damn you!" The girl continued ranting making the brunet finally stand up from the table. Naruto was looking with wide eyes at his friend, as he slowly followed the black-haired girl. In his mind it just kept replaying the word "boyfriend". Shika was Sasuke's boyfriend?! Since when??
NARUxSASU NARUxSASU NARUxSASU NARUxSASU NARUxSASU NARUxSASU NARUxSASU NARUxSASU NARUxSASU NARUxSASU NARUxSASU
Shikamaru entered the room, closing the door behind him quietly. He approached his lover looking at him curiously.
"Was that really necessary?"
"Yes. Didn't you say you would tell him about us, well someone had to."
"But.. you're really sure about this, Uchiha?" The brunet went to the couch where Sasuke was laid down. He sat at the armrest and unconsciously started playing with the ravens' hair. "You know how he is."
"I do, and this will work. Are you having fun?" Shikamaru looked at the smirking face scowling, tugging hard on some hair for revenge. He rose to his feet stretching while yawning, completely aware of the eyes watching him.
"I'm going back, I'm sure Naruto will be here in a bit, anyway." The brunet could help but be mesmerized at the small smile on Sasuke's face at the moment though. "You guys are so troublesome, good luck."
When Sasuke heard the door close, he relaxed on the couch, feeling a bit nervous but at the same time really anxious. He knew that what he was doing was wrong, but if this would get him where he wanted to be. He wouldn't mind hurting a little bit more.