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Summary: As he grew older, Shikamaru began to notice changes in his best friend, some of which were for the better. It's interesting to sit and watch change, but he doesn't want to just watch anymore. ShikaCho

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Watch

Shikamaru sat on his hill sitting up for once as he sat with Chouji enjoying the clouds as usual. His eyes were not directed towards the clouds, though, but at Chouji's mouth. It hadn't changed much over the years, but it had deepened a shade of pink. Even though not much had changed with it, it was still interesting to look at.

His eyes narrowed slightly and his lips parted ever so slightly when Chouji's pink tongue darted out to lick the strange vinegar and salt chip crumbs that had begun to litter his mouth.

He was surprised that the blond had picked up and begun eating a different type of flavor, but he honestly like the new flavor better than the old one. At times like this he wondered what it would feel like to just lean over and lick the chips away for once. The thought had always plagued him even more so now that he was older and knew just what he wanted.

Chouji still wasn't beautiful enough to get a girl unless they liked the curvaceous, feminine looking ones. He definitely had male suitors who just so happened to like the blonde's look, deeming it to be sexy (he had heard that from Kiba who was then kicked to sleeping on the couch by an annoyed Shino for two weeks). It was strange at how different Chouji looked if you compared him to his genin self. His chest was much larger, rounder even. He wondered about that one, but guessed that that's where the fat the blond had decided to consume decided to gather at. He couldn't say that it wasn't attractive because it was, just a bit strange, but it seemed to fit the teen's body well.

His eyes widened slightly and his breath caught when the blond began to suck on his salted fingers one by one, even licking the tips extra slow as if he knew he had an audience. The satisfied moan of finishing the bag off was almost too much for the teen, whose hormones were going crazy just because of that one little, tiny, minuscule noise. The bag was then crinkled and put away into one of the blonde's pockets.

His throat dried when the teen reached towards his left and produced yet another bag of those damned chips. He almost attacked the other teen right then and there when he saw glint in his eyes that promised to devour the bags contents slowly, but surely.

God, he thought, his cheeks heating. Was he giving Chouji that exact same look? He hoped not because then he wouldn't be able to watch anymore. He tried to swallow, but he couldn't so he continued to stare wondering how in the hell Chouji hadn't caught him yet.

As Chouji began to open the chips, he stopped short. "Shikamaru?" he said quietly, looking down at the full chip bag which gave Shikamaru more than enough time to look in the opposite direction, his cheeks most definitely red.

"Y-Yeah, Chouji?" he responded, cursing the slight stutter and also cursing himself for having watched his best friend like that. He was sure that his father hadn't done this sort of thing with Chouza…or had he? He continued to look away from the shorter teen knowing nothing good would come of it if he did.

"Do you want some?" Chouji stared at Shikamaru as he asked, ignoring the blush on the teen's cheeks. It was kind of hot outside…

Shikamaru turned towards Chouji, quickly grabbed a few chips and was back to looking in a different direction in less that 30 seconds. Popping a chip into his mouth, he gave a slight smirk at the taste. They were good.

"Thanks."

Choji gave a cute smile, happy that the genius had accepted some and took one out, popping it into his mouth quickly.

Shikamaru's right eye twitched when he heard the seemingly loud crunch of the chip being eaten by his teammate.

He could almost imagine it…

Chouji pulled the chip out of the large bag with a hungry expression on his face, his eyes glinting sexily as his right pale hand which was without its crimson glove for once moved towards his mouth which was open waiting to accept what the hand was offering.

The blonde's eyes would then close in bliss as he made his first munch, a moan leaving his mouth as he continued to chew, his perfect lips curling into a delightful smile. A faint blush would tinge his cheeks…

Well, a faint blush would probably tinge Shikamaru's cheeks, but it would be nice to see a blush come to the teen's cheeks from just eating that one chip.

…He would open his eyes slowly, his light colored lashes spreading as his blue eyes looked downwards towards the chip bag, ready to experience yet another feeling of satisfaction that he go from eating those damned chips of his that bordered on being orgasmic.

After, he would lick his lips which would leave Shikamaru flushed and breathless as that same hand reached down again to take yet another chip out and display that scene once again.

"Shikamaru?"

Shikamaru blinked when he heard his name being called. Why was Chouji calling his name? Looking over at the teen, he arched a brow.

"You looked funny," was Chouji's reply.

When Shikamaru only stared at him, he continued.

"You had looked up at the sky, but then you closed your eyes. A smile was on your face and your cheeks your red. I think you even drooled a bit. Are-Are you okay? Maybe you going a little crazy because of the heat… It is kind of hot out here today."

Shikamaru stared at Chouji and almost groaned. Damn! He had been daydreaming… Stuffing the rest of the chips into his mouth, something that Chouji often did, he savored their flavor by chewing slowly, but soon swallowed them, almost sighing. He then stood, wiping the back of his pants.

"I'm going to go home Chouji," he replied, stretching.

Chouji winced when he heard a few bones pop.

"Do you want to walk me?" He looked down at his friend who hadn't moved from his spot.

"No. I think I'll just stay here for a while longer."

Shikamaru shrugged and began to make his way down the hill. He raised one hand up in a motionless wave as he made his way down, missing the blonde's wave back.

"Bye Shikamaru!"

When the teen got home, he walked through the door once someone (his mother) had answered it and headed straight for his room, not bothering to even listen to what she or her lazy husband were saying.