AsumaxShikamaru story
Two years of an affair kept secret, and after a near death experience leaves both sensei and student exposed. Will their relationship last?
Disclaimer, I do not own any of Kishimoto's characters, nor do I make a profit out of them.
.:Chapter 1 :.
It was an early morning, the dew still settled across the dainty blades of grass, the sun peeking up from behind the hills casting a golden glow over the entire village while the birds sung their morning wake up call. It was really beautiful… there was only one problem. It was too damned EARLY! Shikamaru yawned, his tired eyes watering as he walked down the still dark alley. If his mom would just stop being so overprotective and so old fashioned, he would be able to just live with his boyfriend and he wouldn't have to sneak out of his house at the ass crack of dawn to go see him. He mumbled a soft 'troublesome' as he climbed up the tree that would allow him entrance to Asuma's flat. He would normally just use his key but he was tired of Asuma's neighbors being so damned nosy. He didn't need another one of them calling his mother because he was over there so it early. People could really be a bother.
Troublesome… it was the perfect word to use.
He barely made any noise as he dropped into the teacher's bedroom, closing the window behind him. He looked down at the man still sleeping on the bed, cocking his head to the side as he thought. He didn't have all that much time, he had a mission later that day that he would be gone on for over a week and he wanted to see Asuma before that. Normally Shikamaru was apathetic and lazy about their sex… only getting into it after the other man had thoroughly convinced him. That didn't mean he didn't love the sex… it was just his nature. But, he didn't have time for that today and Asuma was already hard. Morning wood was a wonderful thing. He grinned as he tugged off his clothes, letting his hair down before he crawled onto the bed. He carefully pulled the sheets down; humming slightly when he saw the other man was wearing boxers. Well, those were just in way. He reached up, tugging them down just as carefully before he leaned down blowing cold air across the tip of the others arousal. He hesitated for just a couple moments before he leaned down even more, taking Asuma's erection into his mouth without a second thought. What better wake up call could he give him then a hot, wet mouth around his cock?
A low groan furled from the older male's lips once the young Chuunin firmed his lips around the Jounin's throbbing shaft. It had been a few days since the last time Asuma was near Shikamaru; dealing with small errands for Tsunade-Sama was turning out to be a game of cat and mouse with each of the tasks. And whenever he did finish with the small task, the Sarutobi was too exhausted and frustrated to go any further than his apartment. He did contemplate on sneaking into the Nara estate for a quick session, but most of the time it was trying to coax the young Nara for a quickie, and that usually took forever.
After a few days of wanting, Asuma was feeling pretty bothered that every time he closed his eyes, he fantasized what he wanted to do with Shikamaru; what techniques would make his young lover curl in pleasure. But whatever images flashed in his mind, it felt like he was actually being pleasured, causing his cock to twitch inside the young Nara's mouth. When that hot wet tongue pressed against a throbbing vein on the underbelly of Asuma's shaft, it made the teacher groan out. It took him a few moments before his eyes fluttered open to the sight of his young lover naked, sucking him off. Instead of questioning on when Shikamaru came in, or how, Asuma slowly slid a calloused hand into the long chocolate locks, pushing that hot mouth onto his cock. "Nn…good…" he whispered softly, rolling his hips slowly into the Nara's mouth, plunging the head of the thick member against his lover's cheek.
Shikamaru had no problem opening his mouth wider and relaxing his muscles to take Asuma deep inside his throat when Asuma finally started pressing up inside his moving mouth. It wasn't often that he took the initiative to suck the older man off; normally he was too lazy or just uninterested in the task. It wasn't his favorite thing; he didn't particularly like the taste but he did like the feeling of the others hard cock thrusting down his throat and he knew that Asuma very much enjoyed the feeling of having him sucking him off. It must have been a male thing… he loved when Asuma sucked him off to. It just felt damned good to have his cock inside something. He might not like to top because of the energy it took but… he did enjoy the feeling of being inside something every once and a while.
He pulled up when he heard Asuma speak, just licking at the tip of his erection as he looked up at him. "I needed to talk to you, Asuma." He murmured, licking just under the crown of his erection, speaking as he teased the other man with his tongue and mouth. "I've been put on another mission." His mouth trailed down the others length at that, just nibbling softly as his shaft before soothing the soft sting with his tongue. "I'm going to be gone for a week or more." He licked back up to his head again at that, dipping the tip of his tongue into the small slit before he pulled up totally, licking his slightly swollen lips. "I have to leave in a couple hours and I want you to fuck me before that." The way he said it was matter of fact but there was clear need and want in his voice and eyes. He had really been missing Asuma and he needed this before he had to leave again.
Figured, Asuma thought after Shikamaru explained the reason as to why he was there; it wasn't like the Nara would be the one initiating any sort of sexual interaction. Deep down, the Sarutobi wasn't really excited that his lover would be leaving for a week or more, but that wasn't going to stop him from pleasuring his student if he was already wanting.
"Nnghn…Shika…" Asuma moaned lowly as he released the long dark locks before reaching out toward the nightstand next to his bed. His large hand reached for the small knob on the drawer, pulled it open, and delved in to find the bottle of lubricant and the box of condoms.
His first grab was the bottle of lubricant and a pack of cigarettes, the Sarutobi decided to keep those on the nightstand for something to enjoy after, but then the second time he reached in, he pulled out the box of lubricated condoms.
The Jounin brought the bottle of lubricant onto the mattress, and then grasped onto the dark colored condom wrapper. He eyed the latex before tossing it down to his young lover. "Kay...since you're leaving, you can do the honors of putting it on." He smirked lightly while he let his fingers comb through the long locks of hair.
Shikamaru watched him, licking his lips as he took in how the others sleek muscles moved under his tan skin. Asuma was hot… that fact was undeniable. He had always wanted to just jump him and lick all those muscles and scars; he just didn't want Asuma to know he had that much drive or that would be used against him. He knew it would. He had always had a thing for muscles and scars, well, tattoo's and piercings too but he hadn't told anyone that. It was something about having a bigger, stronger man on top of him that made him feel… safe, protected. He knew he sounded weak saying that but… he really did enjoy it.
"Honors, huh?" Shikamaru asked, almost laughing. "Just you can't touch yourself without blowing your top, can you?" He teased, reaching out to take the condom, ripping it open with his teeth. "You're even worse then I am." He licked his lips a bit before he took the object out, leaning forward to carefully roll it over the others erection. He crawled up on top of him after that, looking down at him. He licked his lips again, leaning down to whisper in his ear. "I stretched myself before I came here, you'll just have to add some lube." He murmured, nipping at his earlobe. It was something he didn't normally do but it had been far too long since he had felt his lover inside him. Even if he acted lazy, he felt want and need just like everyone else. He just normally didn't do anything about it.
"Christ…" Asuma growled out, wanting to retort to Shikamaru's teasing comment only to find himself distracted with that hot mouth fanning over his ear. He was so hard, so horny at the sultry tone that whatever he had to say melted away. His dark chocolate eyes locked onto those soft pink lips, feeling that irresistible twinge to kiss those lips grow. "Shikamaru…" the older male groaned softly, sliding his fingers into the long locks of hair, and then pressed his lips against those luscious lips, diving his tongue into his lover's hot mouth.
The kiss was quick and sloppy, but god it felt great to just kiss the person that meant so much to the Jounin. When he pulled his lips away, a small string of saliva stretched from his mouth, connecting their lips. "Missed you…" he cooed softly, moving the Nara's back onto the mattress as he nestled in between the slender legs. Asuma worked the cap off of the lubricant, applied it onto the slick condom and the puckered entrance before pressing the tip of his throbbing cock against the hole.
There was a slight hitch of breath when he rolled his hips gently, feeding his pulsing girth into the tight cavity. The Jounin swallowed thickly, burying his cock deep inside the young chuunin's body. God his lover felt so good, it didn't matter how many times they fucked, Shikamaru still felt nice and tight around his heavy cock. Asuma's muscles quivered with excitement, and he couldn't hold back, he needed to fuck Shikamaru into the mattress. Without really waiting for the other to adjust, Asuma scooped his hand under Shikamaru's body, lifting the lower half of his lover's body from the bed before thrusting himself against the firm body.
Shikamaru's arms slid around Asuma's shoulders when he was pressed against the bed, his legs spreading wide to accommodate the other man. He knew that it hadn't been all that long but it felt that it had been ages since he had been in this position with his former teacher. If he had known that all it took was a little exertion from him to get this close to Asuma again, he would have done it a long time ago. It hadn't been all that much work and he loved having the elder man on top of him, pressing against him so intimately.
"Mmm, I missed you too." Shikamaru murmured, licking his lips slightly. He pulled the other man down into another kiss just as he thrust inside him, an uncharacteristic groan coming from his throat at the feeling. Fuck… it felt so damned good. It had to be that his fingers were smaller then Asuma's and that he had been less stretched then normal. It was damned good. He would have to try it unstretched at some point… the small bite of pain was really turning him on. "Nnngg… Asuma." He gasped out, his eyes fluttering a bit when the other man thrust inside him again. "Fuck… fast and hard this time." He whispered, biting his lip a bit. "I'll let you take me slowly when I get home."
A small grin tugged at the corner of his mouth, finding it a huge turn on whenever his young lover begged for something naughtier. Asuma liked slow and sweet, but with how wound tight he was earlier in the week left him in the state of a dog in heat. "Deal…" His knees dug into his mattress, feeling the coils tense under the pressure before his hands rested against his lover's slender sides. Fingers dug into the porcelain skin, bracing the other. His hips rolled slowly before he pulled his cock out halfway, only to force the thick girth back into the slender body. The Sarutobi kept a steady pace of heavy thrusts, and then down to a slow grind only to pick it back up with pumping his need roughly.
It didn't take long for the bed to moan under the weight and for the headboard to tap against the wall lightly. The room was now filled with the exotic sounds, heavy pants, and low groans.
Asuma's body flushed, and the light sheen of sweat slowly matted the chocolate bangs against his forehead. It was hard to keep his heavily lidded eyes open, but the older male fought the struggle so he could watch the pleasured expression plastered on his lover's flushed face. His member twitched inside, letting his swollen head tap against the bundle of nerves inside Shikamaru's body caused Asuma to let a vocal moan roll off his lips. "Oh god…Shika… nngh…so good…"
Shikamaru's body bowed up as his hands clenching at the covers, creating wrinkles in the fabric as his knuckles turned white from the force of his grip. It was always like this with Asuma… hot, sweaty bodies pressing together, moving in the most carnal of rhythms. They had come so far from those awkward early touches they had shared when he was younger. Well… his awkward touches, Asuma had always seemed so experienced. A gasp was forced from his throat when he felt Asuma's rock hard erection pressing deep inside his body again. He couldn't think like this… he could barely breathe like this. It was all so intense; his body forced into the bed as he was forcefully impaled by his lovers hard cock was making him loose his mind.
Fuck… it just felt so damned good.
"As… Asuma…" Shikamaru's voice was stilted as the older man continued to thrust in and out of his prone body, making shocks of heady pleasure race through his body. His back was bowed almost painfully, his skin gleaming with sweat as he rocked up into the movements, fighting to take the older man even deeper inside himself. He let his head fall to the side, his hair fanned out on the pillow under him as he took a deep, calming breath. "I… I want you to mark me." He whispered, reaching up to tangle his shaking hand in the others sweaty hair. "Mark me… scar me… I want to remember this the whole time I'm gone…" He was almost begging now, his body trembling in overwhelming pleasure. He cried out when his prostate was suddenly hit, his erection twitching violently between their bodies before a thick bead of precum fell to his stomach. He couldn't believe how close he felt to cumming already.
Lust-filled eyes stared down at the young teenager mewling with pleasure, only to watch the glistening body writhe underneath. The slender body was like an empty canvas, hardly any marks while his own was painted with battle scars of a shinobi in his prime. If Shikamaru wanted be marked, Asuma would have to find the best place so there wouldn't be any suspicion. His lover was a lazy student; it would be awkward for him to explain a darkened hickey to the overly strict mother. The Sarutobi eyed his prize, thrusting his body into the young Nara while he leaned down to let his hot breaths fan over the ivory skin. His tongue traced over a prominent collarbone, tasting the sweat off of Shikamaru's body before he nibbled lightly.
Asuma could hear his lover growl in slight frustration, causing him to smirk at how needy the young male could get. "S'gonna hurt…" he replied lightly, moving his lips up to the top of the Chuunin's shoulder, where he rubbed his lips against the muscle slowly. Hot, heavy breaths fanned over the Nara's shoulder while the Sarutobi rocked his body against the others roughly. The sound of bare skin slapping against each other was growing audible over the heavy moans from both men. God the Jounin was growing close to his climax, feeling the urge to continuously ram himself into his student grow. With every thrust, Asuma could feel his stomach coil tightly as his groin ached with tension. His body was so worked up at that moment he was sure his cock grew thicker inside his lover.
When his pulsing shaft did twitch against Shikamaru's quivering walls, Asuma bucked his hips, forcing his engorged heat deeper into the slick cavity. Sweat rolled down his forehead, over his temple, and caught into the light scruff framing his face. God the pressure in his abdomen was so tight, his body was begging for release. Feeling the once steady thrusts grow erratic and uneven, the Jounin licked the Chuunin's shoulder before clamping his teeth into the smooth skin. His canines dug in, pinching the skin upward while he sucked the sweat from Shikamaru's body. Just tasting the salt off caused the older man to groan heavily as he impaled the writhing body underneath.
Shikamaru couldn't think. He was too caught up in the feeling of Asuma thrusting in and out of him, pressing against and spreading open his sensitive inner walls over and over again. The slick slides were making him tremble, his breath coming in shuddering gasps as he pressed up against Asuma. "Sen… Sensei…" He let the word slip without even thinking about it. It had been a long time since he had called Asuma sensei but he couldn't help but do it now. He was far too gone to think about what he was saying, the other man was just too good at sex… he felt fantastic every time he entered him.
He focused just enough to understand the others words before he groaned loudly. Pain? Yes, he wanted the pain. He wanted his ass to be sore, he wanted his neck to ache… he really, really didn't want to be away from Asuma for a whole week. Maybe even more time after that. He winced a bit when Asuma bit into his neck but his body showed the other man that he was clearly enjoying it. His entrance clenched hard around Asuma's length as he pressed up into his body. His length twitched between them again, leaking even more precum onto his stomach. He knew that he was going to cum soon even if he didn't want too. It all just felt too good. Even if he hadn't had any direct stimulation to his erection, he couldn't help but quiver signaling his impeding release.
Dark eyes widened at the small slip of words. Asuma couldn't remember the last time Shikamaru called him by his superior title. But the way that name slipped from those kiss swollen lips was like liquid sex, giving him the drive to push his throbbing cock until the dark curls surrounding his manhood pressed against the firm ass. His hips rocked against his flushed lover, feeling the coiling pressure in his lower abdomen tense and tighten for release.
The Jounin finally pulled his mouth away from the Chuunin's neck, noticing a small drop of blood trickle from the already darkened mark. He bit a tad bit too hard if he was drawing up blood, but at least it would leave a lasting mark. The Sarutobi kissed the small red bead before hovering his lips over the young Nara's. The chocolate orbs softened and a small smiled tugged at his lips. "M'close…ohhn…" He growled out before claiming his lover's succulent lips. His hot tongue delved into Shikamaru's mouth, letting both wet muscles dance around each other for a passionate kiss.
The more Asuma kept driving his engorged flesh into Shikamaru's tensing hole only to tap against the prostate, made the swollen head of his cock overly sensitive. He was sure his pre-cum leaked into the latex sleeve as the blood pulsed down into his heavy shaft. The feeling of his climax nearing made his hips thrust uncontrollably. Asuma pried his mouth away from his lover's lips as a baritone moan echoed the room. "Nngh! Shika…ohhh…I'm so close…"
Shikamaru's mind was torn between sensations. He didn't know whether to focus on the overly pleasurable feeling of Asuma pounding in and out of his prostate, hitting his sweet spot without error or on the slight, aching pain he could feel in his neck. He loved both sensations so much that he didn't want either of them to end any time soon even if he knew that both of them had to end eventually. He almost whined when Asuma's mouth pulled away from his neck, his body arching up again as titled his head back, baring the mark that the other man had made on his shoulder, wanting more already. He loved the bite of pain that it had given him… it was definitely something he would have to ask the jounin to indulge him in again sometime.
"Asuma…" Shikamaru whispered softly, his heart feeling like it would beat out of his chest, matching the rhythm that the elder man was thrusting in and out of his prone body. "Me too… jus… just a little more…" He couldn't help the scratch marks his nails made as they dragged down Asuma's back. He was desperately trying to hold on, trying to anchor himself but nothing he did seemed to work. He moaned deeply into the kiss as his entrance suddenly clenched hard around Asuma, trying to hold his pistoning cock inside his body. He couldn't stop it, even without touching his own length; he couldn't stop himself from cumming. He almost screamed from the sensations, his body trembling in anticipation as his chest heaved with the heady sensation of finally releasing, painting their abdomens with the warm, slick substance.
"Shit…" Asuma growled out when Shikamaru clenched around his pulsing shaft; just feeling the warm cum splash onto his abdomen sent the older male to his own blissful high. His balls tensed up, his thick erection twitching inside the tensing hole as the inner walls fluttered around the latex shaft and soon the tight coiled knot that nestled in his abdomen unwound. The Jounin dug his fingers into the sheets, curling the digits tightly until his knuckles blanched white as he released his own white seed. A low, heavy groan furled from his kiss swollen lips as his load shot into the latex glove, filling it with his own orgasm. His heart thrummed against his chest quickly, leaving the elder man breathless and exhausted.
Hips rolled against the young Chuunin slowly until he felt his member slowly soften before pulling out from the abused entrance. Heavy breaths escaped the Sarutobi's lips as he moved away from the flushed Nara's body, his fingers fumbled around the slick latex rubber. After tying the sleeve into a knot, Asuma tossed the cum filled condom into the wastebasket next to the nightstand. Before moving over to cuddle against his lover splayed out on his mattress, Asuma reached over for his cigarettes and nuzzled his body close to Shikamaru. He slipped a cigarette on his ear, and then wrapped a muscled arm across the slender form. "Mm…good morning…" He chuckled softly, pressing his lips against his former student's shoulder.
Shikamaru couldn't stop another soft moan when he felt Asuma's release. Even with him wearing the condom, he could still feel his cum splashing into the latex. They had only done it without a condom a couple times and he liked it. He liked the feeling of warm cum sliding against his inner walls, coating them with the sticky fluid but… he didn't like the annoying mess that, that caused. It was far too troublesome to clean himself out so he just preferred that they used a condom. "Mmm." He murmured lazily, licking his lips slightly as he looked over at the older man. He was slightly disappointed when Asuma had to pull out but… he knew it was going to be hard enough to walk now without keeping the other man lodged inside his body.
A soft chuckle escaped his throat when Asuma spoke. "Morning." He murmured, stretching lazily as he licked his lips. He slid his hand down, trailing his fingers over his stomach as he relaxed against the bed. He was feeling very content now, his body flushed a soft, rosy color from the pleasure he had just received. He hummed softly, nuzzling against Asuma before stealing a soft kiss. "I'm going to miss you." He said, bringing his fingers up to lick off the sticky cum without even thinking about how seductively the move could be taken. "I have to go in like… half an hour." He groaned out after looking at the clock, letting his head fall back against the bed. "So troublesome." He muttered. He didn't want to leave the bed or Asuma's side. He knew he would gladly give into another round if he could just stay there; he had missed the feeling of being impaled by Asuma.
"M'going to miss you too…" Asuma whispered softly while his dark eyes watched that bubblegum pink tongue lick the cum slowly. If time and getting a bit older wasn't an issue, he would definitely pound his lover into the bed again. But if they only had half an hour together before Shikamaru's mission briefing at the Hokage tower, Asuma wanted to soak up whatever time he had left.
"Love you," came a soft whisper as his lips pressed against his lover's damp forehead lightly. He kissed the already bruising mark gently before sitting up to light his cigarette. Once the tobacco began to burn, there was a long drag from the filter and soon a pleased moan echoed the room. Besides being with someone he loved, smoking a cigarette was at the top of Asuma's list.
His eyes glanced toward the small alarm clock on his nightstand; it was still early in the morning, and since Shikamaru was leaving shortly, he figured it would be the last time they ate together until the Chuunin came back. The Jounin wriggled his body out of the bed, pulled on his boxers, and took another long drag from his cigarette. "What do you want for breakfast? I can whip up something really quick before you go…"
Shikamaru just yawned as he watched Asuma move, stretching on the bed to ease his muscles before sitting up himself. He rubbed a bit at his tired eyes, pushing his hair back from his face. He couldn't help but be distracted, licking his lips as he watched how Asuma's muscles contracted and released as he moved to stand. It was like they rippled under his skin… always a major turn on for him. He shook his head after a few moments, reaching over to grab his hair tie off the nightstand. He reached inside the table after that, grabbing the brush he had taken to leaving there, quickly brushing and putting his hair back up.
After getting his hair into its customary pony tail pineapple shape he kneeled up on the bed on his knee's, reaching up to snag the cigarette from Asuma's hand. "Mmm, breakfast?" He asked, putting the cigarette to his lips to take a deep drag also, a soft noise coming from his throat as he blew out the smoke. It had long since stopped making his eyes water, being around Asuma had done that for him. He always smoked after sex making it to where Shikamaru almost always smoked after sex and whenever he wanted to be reminded of his lover. He always kept a few of his brand of cigarettes around for when he needed that smell of normalcy. "I think I'll be ok, I'd rather stay here and let you molest me until have to go." A sly grin crossed his features as he handed the cigarette back after one last drag. Really? Who would turn down that offer?
Asuma twiddled the cigarette in between his index and middle finger, raising an interested brow at Shikamaru's seductive comment. Normally his lover would word his way around a second round, or fall asleep whichever came first, but the young Nara must've been a bit off if the Sarutobi was getting a second shot; it was tough to refuse such an offer. It was like baiting a fish, and Shikamaru was the lure
"Heh…I'll bite…" a devious smirk furled from his lips taking one last drag from his cigarette before snuffing the butt out onto the dark oak nightstand. He moved over toward the slender form, leaned down, and caressed his thin lips against the teenager's. A hot, wet tongue smoothed against the pink lips, and then his teeth nibbled lightly. "Whatever my kohai wants…" came a quiet coo as the older male got onto his knees, digging into the hard wood flooring.
The jounin's lips trailed lower, nibbled here and there until his lips found a pink bud, still erect from the sex. His tongue flicked against the perky nipple and soon his lips firmed around sensitive spot. Asuma's dark chocolate eyes glanced upward while his large hand slid down the lean torso only to palm at his lover's member. He hummed around the pink nipple, slipping his hand a bit lower to let his index finger prod at the slick entrance.
Shikamaru trembled from the new touches, his hands sliding over Asuma's muscled shoulders as he leaned closer to him. "Mmm." He murmured softly, licking his lips slightly. It always felt so good to have Asuma touch him… to lick him and poke him in the most appealing of places. He didn't know why he had given into another round so easily; he just knew that he had a bad feeling about something. He didn't know if it was just him leaving or if it was the mission but… he really, really didn't like the sensation. He stayed until he had to leave, giving in to another round of quick sex, feeling as if he would greatly regret it if he didn't. It made his ass hurt even worse but… they had both enjoyed it. He kissed Asuma, stealing a drag from the cigarette he had lit before pulling away and waving. "I'll see you after my mission."
Asuma glanced over toward Shikamaru with a soft smile, before reaching out to grasp onto his lover's slender wrist. His dark eyes stared at his tan hand and the pale contrast with a confused expression; why the sudden impulse? Chocolate eyes glanced upward, as a weak chuckle escaped his lips. "Be…be safe okay? And I'll see you in a week." He released the chuunin's wrist and ran his calloused hand through his hair. "I love you…"
Shikamaru seemed a bit shocked when he was grabbed but nodded, smiling as he leaned down to press another kiss against Asuma's lips. He just couldn't resist. "Of course I will be." He murmured, leaning close to him again before he pulled back. "I love you too, Asuma, I'll see you as soon as possible." He said, smiling softly. "Now I really have to go before the Hokage sends people looking for me." He said, chuckling slightly before he disappeared out the window, heading towards the Hokage's offices.
Shikamaru's mood had dropped as soon as he left Asuma's but that didn't mean he was in a bad mood, just not as good of one as when he had been laying in bed, curled up in his lovers arms and being kissed until he couldn't breathe correctly. He always hated when their alone time got cut short. It was like it left him feeling… needy. It was like he just wanted a little bit more but he couldn't have it. It was annoying, that was the only way he could really describe it. No, that really wasn't the only way. There was another…
Troublesome.
He went to the Hokage's office first for his mission scroll and to hear any other added restrictions that came with the job. He waved to the Hokage before he jumped out of her window, heading towards the exit of the village. A whole week away from Asuma… it was going to be horrible. The couple days they had gone without being together because of conflicting schedules had been like hell… a whole week was going to be even worse. He just didn't want to go… even if he knew that he had too.
A month passed…