The Catch

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So I'm doing a oneshot to kind of inspire myself for my story.

I'm getting writers block and it makes me really mad, so I hope this turn out good.

Rated M for mature audiences.

This is an AU oneshot.

Her eyes sparkled in the evening sun. Shikamaru tried to tear his eyes away from her, but they kept finding their way back to those shining orbs. She was like a beacon; with her shimmering gold hair, her virbant teal eyes, her glowing skin. She stood out in the last rays just basking in them. She was outlined in light, a ring forming around her head like a halo. She was almost angelic, and if she kept up the strange silence he could probably fall for that illusion. He didn't know what it was about her, but today she seemed different. Her voice wasn't shrill, and she wasn't barking out orders. She just stood there with her eyes staring off into the distance, a bouquet of flowers in her hands. She must've picked them on their way, because she hadn't moved since they set camp. He couldn't tell what they were, but then again he didn't know much about flowers.

He sat there watching her for the longest time, but the illusion shattered. She turned and looked at him with eyebrows raised. He knew it was coming...she was going to tell him to pitch a tent, or gather some firewood. She always did things like that when they all went camping. He sighed and stood up before she could order him around, he didn't want her to ruin the silence. He looked over to where her father and his own argued on how to tie up the cooler of food, and how their mothers sat and talked at the small picnic table that rested beside the camp ground. Choji's family wasn't able to make it this year because of a family reunion, so that just left the two familiy's to work things out. Shikamaru preferred Choji over Ino any day, but he supposed that he would just try to ignore her as much as possible.

He shoved his hands deep into his pockets as he entered the dense forest that surrounded the campsite, sticking to the dirt path that wound down towards the lake. There was usually some good drift wood laying around on the bank that was good for starting a fire, so he turned at the little fork and went right to the water.

As he bent over to pick up the dry pieces of wood he looked out over the water. It was so still that the reflection of the mountains looked like he could walk out and just touch the top. Setting his bundle of sticks down he sat on the pebbles, fingering the stones until he found a flat one. With a flick of the wrist he destroyed the image, causing waves of blues and purples to ripple around wildly. He scowled at the water and leaned back, his eyes closing. He didn't hear her coming until the pebbles beside him crunched, and he didn't have to even peek an eye open to know that it was her. He could feel the heat coming off of her body, and smell the scent of the wildflowers she had picked. It wasn't long before the silence was broken, and he eventually opened his eyes when he felt her lay down beside him.

"What're you doing out here?" She asked, turning her head to look at him.

He shrugged and picked up one of the pieces of driftwood, not saying a word. For some reason, today she was being nice. Her voice didn't annoy him and neither did her being so close. She actually smelled kind of good. Shikamaru watched as she blinked long and slow and he felt a strange sensation on the back of his palm. He flicked his eyes down and saw that she was caressing it with one of her fingers softly, and he was almost afraid to look back up at her. What was she doing out here with him? She always complained about how humid and sticky it was out here, how dirty it was. So why was she laying down on the pebbles with him?

He felt her fingers coil around his, and his heart skipped a beat. What was she doing holding his hand? Didn't she despise him? She was always yelling, screaming and hollering about how lazy he was. Shikamaru took a sharp intake of breath when she sat up on her elbow and looked at him. Her long hair fell over her face and tickled his nose, and he started to panic when her lips parted. What was she doing? She looked like she was getting ready to kiss him!

With a jerk he stood up, his fingers slipping from hers. He turned away and started towards the forest, forgetting the firewood he had gathered. It didn't take him long to make it back to camp, he had practically ran back. When he arrived his parents had just set up the last tent, Shikamaru's eyebrows furrowed when he walked closer. His parents seemed to be debating something.

"-All of us women could sleep together, but I dont think three in a tent would be comfortable." His mother explained, pointing to the tents." And it wouldn't be fair for Shikamaru to get a whole tent by himself and you two sleep together."

The men frowned and grunted, looking around the campsite. It was finally Inoichi who came to the decision. "I guess they can sleep in the same tent, they don't even like each other."

Shikamaru felt the heat rise on his neck, and he looked around the campsite again. Three tents? Three! There were usually five! But that meant that Chouji slept with him, and Ino got her own. Why had they forgotten to bring the fourth tent? They always brought it! As he listened, the reason the forth tent was missing became clear.

"I can't believe it got dry rotted." Mrs. Yamanaka said, holding up a thin piece of fabric. It's red surface was faded out to pink and white. It looked a little worse for the wear. "Ino must not have put it up correctly, we should've double checked."

So it was Ino's fault.

Shikamaru clenched his fists, but before he could say anything she walked right past him. She held the wood he had gathered, and when she passed she didn't even give him a second glance. Shikamaru scowled as their parents praised her for picking out good pieces of wood.

'She didn't even do anything,' He thought to himself, crossing his arms over his chest.

He walked over to where his sleeping bag was and snatched it up, bending low so he could get through the tent flap. The tent wasn't too small, just big enough that he didn't have to crouch but he couldn't stand up straight. He knew he was tall. He was taller than most of the other 17 year olds in his class, and he stood a head and a half taller than Ino and Choji. Shikamaru flipped his sleeping bag out and placed it in the back corner of the eight foot wide tent, hoping Ino would want to be on the other side. He wanted to be as far from her as he could, who knew what she would try in the night!

When he finally got the lantern hanging in the middle of the tent, and his backpack inside, he exited the shelter. To his surprize everyone else was already set up (besides Ino), and they had already started making s'mores and hot dogs. Shikamaru picked up one of the skewers (that rested on a tray, which sat on one of the smaller coolers) and slipped a weenie on, and placed it in the fire. He watched the flames as they caused the meat to sizzle and steam, the skin bubbling up and turning crispy. He pulled it from the fire and blew on it, his eyes drifting over the dancing flames. She was sitting directly across from him, and although she wasn't looking up at him, he felt her eyes. He shifted uncomfortably as he popped half of the weenie into his mouth, his eyes averted. Why was she acting so strange? She was starting to really creep him out.

He was broken from his thoughts by his father, who announced that tomorrow they would go fishing early in the morning.

"After dinner I want you to get some sleep, because we will leave before dawn."

Shikamaru scowled and rolled his eyes as he pushed a marshmallow onto his skewer. His father always said that, but they never made it out before five thirty. He shifted his eyes to their automobile and stared at the wooden boat that sat on the trailer. It was white and blue: with the paint chipping off the bottom, but it was beautiful. Shikamaru loved that boat, probably because he and his father had made it together. With a sigh he looked back to see that he had lost his marshmallow in the flames, and he dropped his skewer onto the tray as he stood up.

"I think I'll turn in now," Shikamaru said, no one answered but he didn't mind. He knew they had heard him.

It wasn't long before everyone else turned in too, and he was very aware of her presence as she unzipped and rezipped the tent flap. The lantern was off, but peeking his eye open he could still see her silhouette. She was outlined in the moonlight pouring through the net windows, and he watched her as she unfolded her sleeping bag quietly. Despite his effort at being separate, she still didn't put hers against the far corner. She put her own just a few inches from his.

He turned away when he saw her striping down, and he heard the rustling of her clothes as she changed into her pajamas. He really wished she had taken care of her tent. He didn't know if he could deal with this for a whole week.

For a long time he didn't hear another sound. He didn't dare open his eyes for fear of what he might see. He didn't know if she was in hers sleeping bag or not. He couldn't even hear her breathing. How could she be that quiet? She was always being loud!

Outside of the tent an owl bid his call, and there was the sound of his wings flapping as he took flight.

"Shikamaru." Ino whispered quietly, the sound of rustling behind him caused his skin to get goosebumps. Maybe if he didn't answer she would leave him alone."Shika.." she repeated, and he heard her sit up that time.

He sighed inwardly and peeked an eye open, and immediately wish that he hadn't.

She had pushed the blanket off of her and he could see her pajamas, if you could call them that. It consisted of a tiny tank top, and a tiny set of girl boxers. Shikamaru closed his eyes tightly, shifting so that his back was towards her.

"What?" He managed, trying to disguise the strain in his voice.

What was she doing wearing something like that? Didn't she wear T-shirts too?

"Did you hear that noise outside?"

This time he sighed loudly, "Yeah it was just an owl." He could hear her moving again. " Go back to sleep Ino."

"I can't." He could feel the side of his sleeping bag being lifted up, and felt shocked when her cold toes contacted his skin. "Can I sleep with you?"

"What's the point of asking if you're already in my sleeping bag?" He scowled, blushing madly as her body slid against his own. He was glad he was wearing sleeping pants and a T-shirt. She was freezing through his clothes though. "Why are you so cold?" He asked with concern, didn't she know it got cold by the lake at night? They had been coming up here all their lives practically..

"I don't know...could you put your arms around me?"

Shikamaru felt his body freeze up, he felt like it was in lock down.

"Why do you want me to do that?" He asked carefully, his palms were starting to feel sweaty.

"It'll help me warm up." She whispered, leaning against his back.

Although he didn't know why, he found himself turning over and he slipped his arms around her.

Against his chest he could feel her hard nipples, and he hoped to god that he wouldn't get an erection. His palms rested on her back, one at the small and the other between her shoulder blades. Her back was even cold, and he felt her snuggle closer into his warmth.

"I have a jacket in my bag." He offered her, but he felt her shake her head 'no'.

In the moments following Shikamaru would look back and think of how stupid he had been for not noticing; how she wrapped her leg around his waist, or the way she tucked her head under his chin, her hand sliding down his arm. He felt a strange sensation in his stomach as she pressed herself against him, and gave a grunt as she rubbed against his groin. Her hot lips kissed his neck and he groaned quietly. What was she doing to him? Their parents were just across from them, on the other side of (the now put out) fire.

"Shh, Shika." She whispered softly, taking his earlobe into her mouth and sucking it gently.

He felt a spasm run through his hips, and his erection started to pulse.

"Stop, Ino." He begged quietly.

She was so evil and wonderful the way she rubbed against him, he wanted more and none at the same time. It felt too good, and he didn't want to do anything that would get him in trouble, but this undoubtedly would.

He could feel her shifting beside him, and her body left his. For a moment he was grateful, until he opened his eyes. There she lay beside him with her tank pulled up, and her boxers pulled down. He shut his eyes immediately and tried to turn away, but she reached out and grabbed his hand.

"Touch me." She begged him, and he felt his hand being pressed down on her stomach.

He gulped and licked his lips, his eyes peering down at her. Why was she asking him to do this? This had never happened to him before. The only nude women he had seen were in pictures on the Internet, but nothing could compare to this.

"Are you sure?" He asked timidly, his fingers shaking as they rubbed gently down her stomach.

He watched her nod her head and he slid his hand down her stomach to her pubic bone. We watched her wiggle underneath him, and he experimentally slide a finger down to whree he thought her opening was. His fingers came in contact with her two barriers, but slipped right through them to her moist cavern. He listened to her gasp as his finger glided over a strange bump, and taking it out from her moist depths he rubbed against it lightly.

Beneath his hand Ino whined and bit her lip, lifting up her hips to encourage him. This did encourage the young man, and he slipped his finger back inside of her, and used the pad of his thumb to rub the bump at the same time. He was surprised when her hands came up to rest on his cheeks, and their lips crashed together with the clicking of their teeth. Shikamaru recoiled but she persisted, and soon she was moaning into his mouth. Her hips bucked wildly beneath his hand, and right before his hand got too tired she sat up, causing his fingers to slip out from her warmth. Warm liquid dripped from his fingers, and he watched in awe as she grabbed his hand and gently licked off her own juices.

To say that Shikamaru's erection was painful would be an understatement, it struggled against his pajama pants, and a wet spot started to form at the peak. He stared blankly as Ino pulled his member from its restrictive binding, and her mouth was over him before he could bat an eye. He groaned loudly as she licked up and around his erection, her moaning sending him into ecstasy. He laid back with a quiet huff and let her work her magic on him; licking, sucking, nibbling, rubbing. She was driving him insane, and he was almost on the verge of exploding when he heard her whisper, "I want it inside of me."

Shikamaru's eyes opened widely and he stared at the blonde who had somehow come to be sitting on his stomach.

"I don't think that is a good idea." He said quietly, looking up at her as she positioned her opening above him.

"Please!" She gasped as she rubbed the tip of his erection against her faulds. "Shikamaru."

Who could say no when someone asked them like that? She did say please didn't she? He nodded his head and gasped as he was engulfed by her walls. Her tiny gasps and moans, accompanied by the scolding hot heat of her insides sent him into a fit, and he bucked his hips up into her wildly, his mouth searching for her own. She leaned down and kissed him as they made love, her wild pants and hisses passing from her lips to his. He grabbed her hips and pushed her down on him so that his entire length filled her, and moaned as he felt a shock rip through his groin. He was so close, he knew it.

"Ino, I'm going to explode-" before he could finish she was pumping herself harder. Between the panting and the sound of their skin slapping he heard her whisper.

"Do it inside."

He didn't question her, he just did what she asked and released it inside of her. He didnt even open his eyes when he felt her rise up off of him, and he fell into the darkness of sleep almost immediately.

When he awoke the next day he was alone, and it was barely daylight out. He looked over to the side to see Ino's sleeping bag empty, and his father's head poking in through the flap.

"Come on son! Don't keep the fish waiting!"

He nodded at his overly enthusiastic father and proceeded to get dressed.

When he exited the tent he helped his father unload the boat; and the three men carried it down the path to the lake. By the shoreline Ino sat with a bait bucket and a canister of fresh worms she had dug up. When Shikamaru caught sight of her he felt the heat rise up on his neck and ears. She glanced up and didn't even smile, but she did stand up to bring the bait over to him, while their fathers put the boat in the water. Her eyes shone mischievously as she approached him, and checking back behind her to make sure no one was looking, she leaned forward and kissed him softly.

"If you catch four fish for me today," She whispered while twirling her finger around in her hair, "Then I'll do something special for you tonight too."

After everything was loaded up and they were ready to go, he turned and nodded to Ino. He carried the bait she had given him to the boat, and he watched her until they were too far out to see the shore, and even then he could see her smirk.

Out on the water, no one had ever seen Shikamaru be more motivated to catch a fish. Their fathers joked and kidded with him, saying he just wanted to be away from Ino when he begged them for two more hours of fishing, but that couldn't be further from the truth. He just wanted to catch one more fish and then he would be ready to go back to the shore..

So leave a review. I thought it was pretty good, kind of spicy;). I wanted a change of pace from the rest of the ShikaIno stories. Tell me what you thought.