Stumbling through the streets trying to make his way home at three in the morning was not how Shikamaru Nara had envisioned his night ending. To be fair he had planned on being out of the house at 3 A.M. but that plan had also included spending the night in a warm bed pressed up close to an even warmer body.
An angry set of brothers and the whim of his latest conquest had quickly put an end to any such thoughts.
Taking a deep drag of a rather pathetic crumpled cigarette Shika let out a sigh and rubbed his face in tired frustration.
"Troublesome woman. No common courtesy. Where did she expect me to go?"
It was too late to even attempt to sneak into his apartment without his roommate noticing and any other girls he could call up would either be asleep or too much of a hassle to deal with. Even thinking about explaining his situation to one of his fans was enough to give him a headache.
No. He wasn't going to bother with anymore women tonight.
The other option was to find a nearby hotel. Not likely anywhere would be open this late even if he did find a vacancy he'd left his wallet in his jacket, and his jacket with the psychos.
Wonderful.
Huffing out another smoke tinged sigh Shika let his body sag in defeat.
"I suppose there's nothing for it. I'll just have to sneak in and hope mom's completely out of it."
"Um...excuse me sir. Are you alright?"
Shikamaru frowned in confusion before looking cautiously over his shoulder to seek out the source of the voice.
'Who else would be stupid enough to be out this late?'
Not just one, but two people stood behind him staring out of a lit doorway. One, a tall ebony haired boy wearing an almost grotesque amount of green, stood further in the street partially blocking the other form from view. He'd obviously been the one to call out to Shika as the other while not cowering was holding back slightly. Interest piqued Shika turned fully to face to two strangers.
"I'm fine. If you could tell me where I can catch the nearest bus I'd appreciate it."
The black haired boy frowned slightly before shaking his head. Shikamaru didn't need to be able to read minds to know what was coming next.
"There are not any bus stops around here. At least not for several blocks. The residence of the neighborhood feel that it would cheapen the air quality. Besides the last bus ran hours ago."
Rolling his eyes heavenward Shika sent a curse to the blonde haired banshee that had been the cause of all of his troubles.
"Of course."
There was a long moment of silence as both of the other two young men hesitated. To Shikamaru's surprise it was the other male who stepped forward to offer assistance this time.
"If you want you can come in and use our phone to call a cab or a ride...that is if you want."
Shikamaru couldn't help but size up the boy as he stepped out a bit furthur from behind the raven haired boy. This guy was shorter only slightly shorter than his green clad friend, but was definately rounder. Not quite fat but chubby. With the spikey 'almost red' brown hair spikey brown hair he looked almost like a hedgehog.
"You're cute you know that."
As the hedgehog blushed cutely Shika was certain that his assessment was correct. The guy was almost sickenly cute.
"The forwardness of youth. To chase after love even when it so unexpectedly appears. I am so envious of you Choji-kun!"
The black haired boy grabbed hold of Choji and spun him around effortlessly. Which was a bit of a surprise given the weight difference. Was nice to see the other boy blush as he was twirled around though.
"Lee put me down! We're in public!"
The taller of the two is quick to put down his friend and scratch behind his head in embarrasment.
"Ah...Sorry Choji-kun. It seems I was carried away once again."
"You mentioned a phone?"
Shikamaru couldn't help but chuckle as the two simultaneously looked up at him in surprise having obviously forgotten his presence during their little show. His hedgehog was the first to regain his composure and, still blushing, step forward and take Shikamaru's hand gently tugging him into the open doorway. Unable to help himself Shikamaru lazily took in his new surroundings. The color scheme was slightly disconcerting. Everything was done in soft blues, greens, and purples. There was a large mural of a field full of butterflies against one wall and on the other was a display case full of pastries and sweets blocking off a back room presumably leading to a back room filled with kitchen supplies. His guide huffs a bit and continues to tug him along further into the shop. From his vantage point Shikamaru could see faint red swirls on the other males cheeks.
"Sorry about that. Lee overreacts sometimes. He's... a bit excitable. It was partially your fault though. You shouldn't go teasing strangers who knows how I could've reacted."
"Who says I was teasing. You are..."
Shikamaru is cut off abruptly as a black object is pushed forcefully into his hands. He frowns down at the cordless phone before looking back at the chubby brunette.
"There you go. The phone is one the wall just dial whoever and feel free to wait around for a ride. Me and Lee, I'm Choji by the way the loud guy up front is obviously Lee, are just gonna be cleaning up and getting ready for tomorrow. If you need anything else just yell."
Before he can say anything the hedgehog is quick to move away from him and head towards the front of the building to where 'Lee' is waiting with a huge grin on his face. breathing of sigh of troublesome under his breath Shika turns back to the phone to give in and finally call for a ride.
~/I believe in butterflies but do they Believe in me?/~
It'd taken quite a bit of prodding and calling but Shika had finally managed to manipulate someone into coming to his rescue. The only down side was that it'd take at least an hour before said saviour would arrive. By then he'd have to totally forget any thoughts he had about a good night's sleep. Feeling drained the young man sank bonelessly into the nearest comfortable looking chair and closed his eyes.
"I swear I'm giving up on women completely. They bring nothing but trouble."
"Really? That's rough."
Too tired to actually be surprised Shika lazily opened one eye to stare at the smiling store worker. The brown haired boy was standing over him holding a plate with two steaming mugs and a couple of animal shaped pastries. Shikamaru raised a curious eyebrow as the plate is laid down infront of him and the other man settles down into a seat across from him wih one of the mugs. Choji is blushing down into his cup but not taking a sip from it.
"I thought you'd like something to eat. It's just some of the left over shortbread cookies from today or yesterday as it's so late. We had some coco too, so I thought you'd like something while you waited for your ride."
Making the effort to sit up, Shika reached out and grabbed the nearest cookie. Surprisingly enough it's what could be a deer or maybe a mutated dog. He smiles at the thought before chomping down on the poor cookie creature's head. Appeased by the show of appetite his host finally takes a sip from his mug and grabs his own cookie from the tray. Chewing thoughtfully on the remains of the animal Shika turns his full attention onto the other brunette.
"Where'd your friend go? Seems irresponsible to leave you all alone with a stranger."
"Not really I can take care of myself just fine. Besides Lee only stuck around because he didn't have to work tonight."
"He doesn't work here then?"
Choji shook his head a frown started to form on his face as he tried to explain the situation.
"He does during the day, but he also has a night job. I hate keeping him over because I know he'll wear himself out."
Shika couldn't help but be a little disappointed by the way Chouji talked about the other male. Which was quickly followed by irritation at himself. He'd just gotten kicked out on the street because of his overly active libido. He did not need to get thrown out in the cold again because he of a pair of pretty dark chocolate eyes.
'But they are really nice eyes.'
Shaking off that thought, Shikamaru turned his attention to the mug sitting closest to him before returning to his conversation with the brunette.
"You're worried about him over working himself but you're still here."
That gets him a light chuckle.
"Well we couldn't both leave you to wander around the shop unattended. We're good samaritains. Not idiots."
Shika mutters what could have been smart ass under his breath with no real malice before reaching out blindly for another of the surprisingly tastey animal cookies.
"Doesn't answer the question of why you're still here after hours. You've gotta be a really dedicated worker to be here this late."
"Not really. I actually live upstairs. I'm only up this late because the store was busy today and there was a large order I needed to finish before I could head up. Was lucky to have Lee. If I'd been on my own I don't know what..."
Sometime during their conversation the cookies had been whittled down to a single butterfly shaped cookie in the center of the plate. Neither had paid enough attention and had made a grab for the lone treat. Shikamaru had gotten to it first but he'd become much more interested in the warmth of Choji's bigger hand covering his own. Shika looked up only to see Choji looking everywhere but at him. The fact that he made no move to remove his hand though gave Shikamaru think that maybe the move had been intentional on the other's part.
"Sorry about that. I guess I'm just use to getting the last one."
'Look another shot at my self-esteem has hit dead center.'
Sighing Shikamaru slowly removed his hand out from under the other's warm digits. He leaned back in the overly comfy chair and once more closed his eyes.
"Yeah. Take it. I don't like sweets very much anyway."
"You sure?"
Shika nodded his head slowly and waited for the other to take the cookie. There was a long moment of hesitation followed by a soft snap. Shikamaru smiled and reached out his hand again taking hold of the other half of the butterfly. As he brought it to his lips and ran his tounge along the indent that the others fingers had made in the baked good he couldn't help but think the last one tasted just a bit better than the others.
~/Fluttering free and wonderful but hardly very real/~
Shikamaru was splayed over his desk exhausted. He was desperately in need of a cigarette but was not yet ready to replace the lingering taste of sugar with the flavor of his favorite smoke. Not that he was allowed to smoke while in class anyway. Yawning Shikamaru tried to find a comfortable spot on his desk in the hopes of catching a few more minutes of sleep.
"Mr. Nara are you alright?"
Grumbling Shikamaru sat up and met the eyes of his full class room. The students were all staring at him curiously.
'Whenever I actually give a lecture they're a million miles away. Give them free study and they suddenly want to pay attention to the front of the room. Students.'
Reaching out for the something to write with Shika stood up and turned away from the class and started to write furiously on the board. A collective groan rose up from the collected students which did a lot to pick up his mood.
"Since you have time to worry about me, I think you deserve a bit of a challenge. Work out the equation on the board before you leave. Anyone who hands in a blank sheet gets to have detention with Anko."
There was an even louder groan and what could have been whimpering from somewhere in the back. Honestly he couldn't blame them, but they'd brought it on themselves hadn't they. Settling back into his seat Shikamaru once more sought out the sweet spot on his desk for a bit of daydreaming and hopefully a nap...
"You know if you continue to fall asleep during lessons eventually Tsunade is going to get fed up with it and fire your ass."
Giving up on his need for sleep Shikamaru pulled himself away from his desk and braced himself mentally for what he knew was waiting for him outside of the classroom doorway. A pretty, if a bit thin, blond with a severe ponytail and forelock stood leaning nonchalantly against the frame. The blond smirked at the look of utter defeat on Shika's face before walking into the room and leaning over the desk, giving him a full and strategically planned view of her assests.
"You know Shika that attitude towards a pretty girl isn't very nice. Especially when said pretty girl drove across town before the sun was even up to make sure you made it back to home saftely."
"I said thank you Ino. Don't be annoying."
He knew giving in and calling his fellow teacher would be a bad idea come morning, but from the way her face was going red he had seriously under estimated the situation. Choosing to avoid the lecture that was obviously brewing Shikamaru stood up and walked around the desk and out of the room. He made it half way down the hall before the yelling started from the classroom. He should've just taken his chances walking home in the dark. Then again he wouldn't have met up with the cute little hedgehog last night if he'd just wandered off...
"SHIKAMARU YOU STOP RIGHT THERE! I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU THINK..."
"Hey Ino how about I take you to get something to eat? I'll even treat this time."
That was enough to shock the woman into silence thankfully but not for long. Shika looked over his shoulder and watched as the blond pressed down on her dress and straightened her hair before planting a only half forced smile on her face and walking up to take his arm.
"I knew there was a reason I liked you. Even if you are a bit of an ass."
Shikamaru just nodded and allowed the girl to pull him towards her car. Today might not be as bad as he first thought.
~/Where are the wild and free animals roaming? Are there any left/~
"Hi I am Rock Lee and how can I...AH! IT IS YOU! Choji-kun your youthful admirer has returned!"
Shikamaru had a new respect for the brunette man he'd met last night. If this Lee was like this EVERYDAY then he no doubt had to put up with a great of embarrasment on a daily basis. Not that the regulars in the shop seemed to mind the exuberance. Only one or two even bothered to look up at th shouting which told even more about the Beside him Ino was making a face and could practically hear her protesting his choice in 'dating' spots. He would've agreed with her if Choji hadn't choosen that moment to walk out from the back covered in flour and toting a tray of cupcakes.
"Lee I've told you before to stop scaring the customers. Oh. Hello again. I didn't expect you'd be dropping by again today. I'd have thought you only visited shops after closing."
Smirking to himself Shikamaru shook his head half in denial and half in amusment. It was nice to know there wasn't any of the awkwardness that usually followed him after a soft moment with a girl...wait...Did last night count as a 'moment'? They'd shared some cookies and waited for him to get picked up from a shop he wasn't supposed to be in in the first place. Even if that wasn't the case they'd only met last night. There's no way that counted as a moment. Now that thought was disappointing. But not enough to wipe the smirk off his face.
'I suppose I'll have to make the next time count then.'
While Shika was loss in thought Ino had made her way over to the counter and was busy browsing over the treats in the display case while carrying on an animated conversation with the dark haired male. If he knew her she'd be flirting with the boy trying to bring down the price on something or other she'd complain about eating the entire drive back to her house. Why he always managed to invite these headaches onto himself he didn't know they were never worth it in the end.
"So...Your girlfriend is really cute."
Then again hard work had it's perks.
"Ino is not my girlfriend. She's a friend with a car. She picked me up from here last night so I told her I'd treat her to something to eat as thanks. I don't have a girlfriend right now."
"Really? Cause I remember you saying something about women causing nothing but trouble last night."
Shika cringed internally at the reminder of the unpleasant part of last night. He'd lucked out that he'd gotten his wallet back before he'd gone into work. Not so lucky it'd been delievered by her crazy younger brother with a threat to stay away from his sister on pain of death. Not the best memory to have or to explain to a potential flirting partner.
"I don't need to have a girlfriend to call women troublesome. Some things are undeniable facts that anyone can pick up on."
Chouji gives him a look that screams bullshit but gives him the benefit of the doubt and changes the subject.
"You know you never bothered introducing yourself. That was a bit rude."
"Shikamaru. Shikamaru Nara. Don't think I caught your last name last night Chouji-kun."
It was good to see all of his charms from last night hadn't been lost in the light of the day. Would be a shame not to see those cheeks turn suck a cute crimson. Especially with the darker painted on swirls.
"Akimichi. Erm...I'd perfer if you just called me Chouji. Lee's the only one to call me Chouji-kun..."
He was using that soft tone while speaking of the ebony haired man again. Shikamaru looked away from Chouji to take a glimpse at Lee who was still keeping busy with Ino's order. He looked back to Chouji with a little less amusment at the blush then he first had.
"Is he your type then?"
The sound that his chubby companion made was a cross between a dying parrot and someone torturing a bagpipe. The next thing he knew he was being given a muffled apology as Chouji practically ran for the back room.
'Well that answers that question.'
Digging into his pocket Shika drug out a cigarette from one of the pockets on his jeans and placed it in his mouth without lighting it before making his way over to Ino and Lee.
"You're taking too long. Just pick something already."
Shika was certain if looks could kill Ino'd have him twelve feet under. Her glare changed to something sly and almost evil as she turned back to Lee. Leaning in, to give a full few of clevage no doubt, she stage whispered loud enough that everyone in the little bakery could hear her.
"Don't worry about him Lee. He has a jealous streak a mile long."
As Lee started to spout some nonsense about youthful vigor but Shikamaru had managed to entirely tune him out opting instead to lean against the glass counter and stare at the door leading to the back. It didn't take long for a reddish brown head to peek out from behind the door, blush wildly at a wave and grin from Shika, and then disappear again into the kitchens. Shikamaru smirked to himself and turned back to the front of the bakery. It looked like he'd found a challenge worth going after in the little baker.
~/They are where the butterflies flutter, play, fly and rest/~
"Did you see the eyebrows on that Lee guy? Huge! Like mutant caterpillars trying to fight each other. And the youth talk. If I hear one more thing about youth..."
Ino had been talking non-stop since the minute they'd left the bakery. If Shikamaru had been listening he'd have already said something rude to get her to be quiet. Luckily for Ino his mind was focused on more pleasant things. Like the lovely shade of apple red he could force out of certain round cheeks and if that cute color could be brought out anywhere else on the nicely built frame...
"...and then there was the fatty in the back!"
'His skin would probably feel warm to the to...wait. What was Ino saying?'
Shikamaru reluctantly tuned in to the blonde girls babbling as she turned the conversation to his recent potential conquest.
"I think he was LOOKING at me! Did you see the way he kept sticking his head out and blushing in our direction? So not my type. Though with the way these truffles taste I might be willing to let him keep his little crush."
"He wasn't looking at you."
There was a long moment of silence as Ino tried to get over the shock of being interrupted. Shika for his part was trying hard to pretend he hadn't said anything at all. It wouldn't do to have Ino start getting ideas. It'd be a hassle to play along with her imagination or worse keep her far enough from the truth that she didn't cause trouble for him before he'd gotten a real chance at the pastry chef. Turned out that Shika needn't have worried. Ino smiled birghtly. Walking up to him calmly she linked their arms together and leaned heavily on his shoulder.
"It's sweet that you get jealous but you really don't need to worry. I only have eyes for you right now."
Shikamaru rolled his eyes and reached into his pocket for a cigarette.
"Gee thanks."
Feeling she'd made her point Ino quickly started up another tangent that Shikamaru was quick to tune out. It wasn't that he didn't like Ino. She was smart, not that anyone'd notice just listening to her, and even though she wouldn't put up with his bullshit she was always there for him if he needed a friend. The trouble was Ino was like most girls. Not a real challenge and in the end far more trouble than they were worth. Now Chouji. Chouji was...adorable. They'd only just met and Shikamaru's interest had already been brought to the forefront. The boy was clearly taken by his co-worker, but since they weren't together it presented an acceptable amount of difficulty. Besides that Shika couldn't see himself ever getting tired of the soft glow that the bigger boy's skin took at a well aimed quip or the way he moved fluidly around his kitchen. Not to mention the way his pants practically clung to his rounded ass.
'Wonder how it'd feel under my fingers? Firm? No probably soft. Bet it'd turn red if I...'
"SHIKAMARU!"
The push wasn't expected. Neither was landing on his ass in the middle of the sidewalk. The look of complete and utter hatred directed at him from the quivering blond towering over him was however pretty much what he expected to see.
"Shika you weren't even listening!"
There was no point in lying, would only result in a bigger scene. Shrugging Shikamaru stared up at her and waited for the inevitable. It didn't take long. Ino huffed in annoyance and stormed off, probably hoping that he would go running after her. Sighing Shika turned his head up towards the sky. Bright blue despite the city smog. Clouds fluffy and soft looking. He'd always wanted to be a cloud. Free to float lazily through the sky. No worries, no idiot students, no problems. Just gently being pulled and pushed by the wind.
"You have no idea how lucky you are."
The clouds silently continued to make their slow way across the sky. Mocking Shikamaru with their calm.
~/I Miss The Sky Where We Used to Live/~
"Oh. Hello Shikamaru-kun how are you? You are late today."
Shikamaru waved distractedly at Lee as the ebony haired boy bustled past him towards a couple at one of the booths in the shop. It'd been three months since he'd found the little shop and started his presuit of the little hedgehog hidden in the back of the shop. He'd come back to the bakery almost everyday. Usually he made it in the morning to grab a coffee, a muffin, and maybe a quick chat with Chouji before he'd have to run off to teach another group of dense students. If he were running late, which was maybe 2 days out of every three, he'd stop in after work which gave him more of an opportunity to talk with his newest novelty. Through repeated exposure Chouji had stopped being shy, not that Shikamaru couldn't get a good blush on a good day but he was finding it nice to have a conversation without the cutie running away from him.
"Shikamaru nice seeing you again. You're lucky you made it when you did."
Chouji leaned in close to Shikamaru's ear to whisper conspiratorially sending a shiver down the cloud gazers spine.
"It's been a slow day. We would've closed up hours ago if the love birds hadn't stopped in."
Hiding his interest in Chouji's heat, Shikamaru leaned away from him and turned back to look at the couple in question who were currently being harrassed by an over zealous Lee.
"Yeah I can see how an unwanted customer can be troublesome. If you want I can head out?"
Chouji shook his head and smiled softly at Shikamaru.
"You can stick around for a while if you want. I'm just going to be closing up as soon as Lee heads out. I could fix you something small though before I get to it."
"Lee's not sticking around tonight? Thought you two were pretty much joined at the hip."
The rounder boy blushed slightly and swatted half heartedly at him with his apron. Shika chuckled and raised his hands in obvious surrender.
"Alright already. You can hold off now Cho. But really where's Jolly green running off to?"
The other boy made a face at the question that looked half pained. He recovered quickly though, that soft smile returning to his face but this time it didn't reach his eyes.
"Um...He has to work tonight. So I'm cleaning up by myself."
Shikamaru raised an eyebrow at the remark but didn't comment on the hesitation or the change in attitude. Choosing a change of subject as a safer choice at the moment.
"If I'm sticking around while you close up I think I'd like some of those spicy pretzel things."
"I just don't understand you. You come here everyday, but you don't have a big sweet tooth. At the risk of losing a repeat customer maybe you should start eating lunch somewhere else."
"Hmph. Not like I can find well made food anywhere else. Sides, where else can I legally loiter and get free samples?"
Chouji mumbled something about free loaders but the insult didn't have much heat to it. Shikamaru, deciding that standing around like an idiot wasn't winning him any brownie points, wandered over to the closest booth and settled in to wait for the shop to close up for the night.
~/The Dark Storm Clouds Could Never Touch Our Happy Home/~
Shikamaru didn't know when he'd fallen asleep, but he'd woken up under a blanket to the soft sound of voices. One of which he couldn't recognize.
"Don't be too upset with Lee. It was my fault he stayed behind so late."
"Nonsense! Chouji-kun could not have known that that youthful couple would take so long to serve."
"Regardless we're going to be late because of this little side project of yours Lee. It's hard enough keeping up appearances when you're on time. When you're late YOUR clients all fall to me. If you can't handle two jobs then I suggest you quit working here."
"Neji-kun that is not fair! I am seldomn late and always make up transgressions by working later than anyone else in the shop!"
There was a snort that Shikamaru could only assume had come from Neji the newly identified third person.
"So you'd perfer working here then? If that's the case I can arrange for you to leave the Hyuuga Household. After all you hardly bring in much buisness do you?"
There was a sound of movement followed by a loud clatter and crash that almost made Shikamaru drop his feigned sleep. As it was he was having a hard enough time not opening his eyes and seeing what had happened. Thanks to Neji he didn't have to wait long for an answer though.
"Just like the lower class always resulting to violence. I hope it was worth it. By tomorrow this little candy shop will be a vacant lot."
A silence followed that held so much open hostility that even Shikamaru was absently leaning forward trying to hear when the other shoe would drop. Instead of the racous of a fight like he expected. The long pause in conversation was filled with something far worse.
"Get out Hyuuga before I do something else it think is 'worth it'."
The threat in Chouji's voice was something Shikamaru hadn't expected from the bigger man. The Chouji he'd come to know was anything but aggressive and could forgive most anything with a blush and an akward smile. To hear so much venom and hate in that husky voice was scary...and slightly thrilling if the chill running down Shikamaru's spine was anything to go by. There was a great deal more shuffling and then the sound of two sets of footsteps heading towards the door. Shikamaru could hear Lee's voice mumbling something, but couldn't quite make it out from his spot in the booth. As soon as the little chime on the door signaled their exit though he was quick to sit up and stretch. He took a look around the room and noticed one of the smaller tables had been knocked over and a tea cup had shattered against the floor during the little scuffle that must have ensued. Shika wracked his brain trying to think of how best to approach this subject with Chouji without seeming like he was ease dropping.
'Not like it's my buisness anyway. I should just leave it alone. He would tell me if he wanted me to know.'
Even as he told himself this, Shikamaru knew it was bullshit. He'd had invested this much time and effort into courting Chouji because he had felt a kind of chemistry with the other man, and even if they weren't in a relationship they were still more or less friends. Shikamaru was a lot of things, but he wasn't one to leave a friend in need. Leaning back against the cushioned seat again Shikamaru started up his plans for trying to get Chouji to talk to him about the strange little visit he'd just had. The other brunette saved him the trouble however by walking back into the room and taking a seat beside him on the comfortable cushion. The heavier boy ran his hands through his spiked locks staring down at the table infront of them like it was the most interesting piece of furniture in the galaxy.
"I suppose you heard all that then. Sorry. I really did try to keep it quiet back there. Neji...Neji has a way of bringing out the bad side in people though."
Nodding absently Shika reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his pack of cigarettes and popping one into his mouth before responding.
"Yeah. I can tell. So Lee's working for him then?"
Chouji sighed and leaned back further into the seat beside him.
"Yes and No. He works with Neji at one of his families shops. Lee's always been friends with Neji...well I wouldn't call them friends but Lee's weird about things like that. Thinks of them as 'manly rivals'."
Shikamaru chuckled at that and went to light his smoke only to have it removed from his mouth. He glared at Chouji, but the other man didn't seem to notice.
"Shouldn't smoke these. They're bad for you."
Huffing Shikamaru lightly kicked the other boy under the table. That at least got a small smile from the other male which was quickly replaced by that glazed over look of sadness that he'd had when he'd first sat down.
"I don't think Neji quite realizes that Lee only thinks of them as friends. Lee...He told me once that they'd dated for a while. I don't think he's fully gotten over that yet."
"So he's a possessive ex? You try warning Lee?"
Chouji gave him a look that clearly read 'have you forgotten who we're talking about?' and Shika could sort of understand why it would be useless to warn the raven haired boy. Lee was eternally optimistic. Shika couldn't see him given up on anybody. Especially a long time friend.
"You know firing Lee would probably solve a few of your problems."
As soon as the words left his mouth Shikamaru knew without any lack of certainty that that was the wrong thing to say. Chouji had sunken further into himself and looked on the brink of tears at the statment.
"Chouji I didn't..."
"You're right though. Lee's going to run himself into the ground trying to help me and working with that...that..Neji."
The righteous disgust put into the man's name had Shikamaru back on edge. He hadn't meant to upset Chouji again and hearing the silent rage in Chouji's voice was starting to set off another bout of jealousy in the pit of his stomach. Swallowing the sudden lump in his throat Shika reached out and wrapped an arm around Chouji's shoulders, leaning into the other man's side.
"I'm sorry I said that okay. I wasn't thinking. If you like him that much maybe...maybe you should tell him? Might convince him to stop working for the shitty ex."
Chouji bumped their heads together softly to get the other male's attention but didn't pull out of the hug. In his peripheral vision he could make out the blush staining tanned cheeks.
"I don't like Lee like that. I wish you'd stop saying that. It's embarrasing."
Shikamaru pulled back just enough to make eye contact with the other brunette.
"You really don't like him?"
The blush on the other man's cheeks almost managed to cover his entire face. He turned away from Shikamaru's intent gaze before mumbling out an answer.
"I...For a while I had a crush on him when he first started working here but that was a long time ago. It's embarrassing when you tease me like that. It's almost as bad as the fake flirting."
Shikamaru's eyebrows drew together in confusion. He grabbed hold of Chouji's face in both of his hands and forced his hedgehog to look up at him.
"Who says I was faking?"
Chouji gave Shikamaru a look of one part indignation and one part annoyance before trying, and failing to pull away from him.
"You walk in here almost everyday with one girl or another glued to your side chirping up at you. Outside of your teasing, from what I've seen, you haven't exactly shown any inclination towards men. Even if you did swing in that direction there's no way you'd really be interested in..."
Chouji was cut off by the firm pressure of soft lips against his own. Followed closely by a determined tounge that invaded his mouth, trying to hard to learn and memorize every single sweet taste it came into contact with. Chouji let out as loud moan that was swallowed by Shikamaru's demanding kiss. The Nara pushed the bigger male down into the cushion never breaking their joined mouths until the burning ache in his chest finally became too much and he had to pull back. Straddling Chouji's hips Shikamaru smirked down at him, admiring the kiss bruised soft lips and wide eyed look that were a result of his handiwork.
"Still think I was just teasing you?"
When there was no response from the brown haired boy under him, Shikamaru swooped back in for another soul searing kiss. The response this time was instantaneous. Chouji surged forward, big hands placed on the leaner boys chest, not pulling him closer but definately not pushing him away. Their tongues came together inside Chouji's sweet tasting cavern fighting for dominace. Shikamaru easily won the fight drawing out the most delicious sounds from his partner. A hand made its way into Shikamaru's hair pulling out his tight ponytail. Shikamaru pulled back taking Chouji's lip between his teeth, tugging on it slightly before letting go. He could feel the shudder pass through the other man's body. Taking the shared arousal as consent Shikamaru worked his hand under Chouji's shirt, his fingers coming into contact with surprisingly firm flesh.
"Sh...Shika..."
A thrill ran up Shikamaru's back at the sound of his name leaving kiss swollen lips for the first time.
"Yeah?"
"Shika..I..I..."
Shikamaru pressed himself harder into Chouji's soft body wanting to sink into the burning heat starting to pool in his groin.
"Y..eah?"
"Ithinkyoushouldleavenow."
Nara continued to press himself into his hedgehogs body moving his hips to a gradually increasing the rhythm as the need to be closer started to over take him and the need to touch, to claim, started to burn throughout his mind. One of his hands found a hardening nipple and was slowly torturing it the same way its owner was torturing him.
"Sorry...di...didn't quite catch that. Slow it down yeah."
There was a loud groan, neither could've been sure who let it loose, but the vibrations that ran through them both were appreciated and enjoyed by both men.
"Shika...maru! You...You..."
Shikamaru didn't bother waiting for the sentence to end before leaning into capture the lips he could wait to taste again and again and again. The hand he didn't have under Chouji's shirt was making its way down to the baker's pants carefully taking hold of the zipper over the growing heat. There was a sudden hard push followed by a feeling of vertigo. The next thing Shikamaru knew he was staring up at the painted ceiling of the cafe. Chouji was still laying on his back on the couch. From the floor Shika could hear how hard the other man's husky breathing as he tried hard to collect himself.
"I. Think. You. Should. Leave."
The soft but firm words were worse than a bucket of ice water. At least the water would've gotten rid of his little friend. Leaning up on his elbows, Shika turned his head towards the other man on the couch, face schooled into something aloof even if he could quite hide his disappointment.
"You going to tell me why?"
Chouji didn't look at him. Instead he covered his face with one of his arms and let out a soft sigh before attempting to find an answer.
"I...Shikamaru...this isn't...Why do you have to make things so complicated?"
Shikamaru smirked at that. He was obviously starting to wear off on his little baker, even if this wasn't the best way to realize it.
"Troublesome..."
Chouji lifted his arm enough to send a glare at the other man. Shika chuckled and leaned back against the floor placing his arms behind his head as a pillow.
"Not talking about you. I'm obviously the one starting trouble. Surprised you let me get that far."
The laugh he got in return was just what Shikamaru needed to settle his nerves down a bit. Both men sat in the quiet of the darkness. The afterglow of their little almost moment was awkward but not overbearing. It gave them both hope that everything could possibly be alright.
"You know I still want to be here for you right? Even if it's just as friends."
"...Yeah. I don't think I know how I feel about...you know...more..."
There was a longer pause this time before either spoke while both tried to gather their thoughts.
"So...I still need to leave or can I stick around for tonight?"
"Heh. You think you can manage to keep your hands to yourself? I mean I AM irresistable after all."
Even though the words were playful there was a hint of doubt underneath them. As if even after practically being molested he couldn't quite believe that Shikamaru really wanted him. That disbelief was probably what motivated Shikamaru to finally sit up and lean against Chouji. Leaning down the teacher stole another kiss from Chouji's lips. This one soft and slow dragged out as long as possible. The heat and passion still there from the earlier attack, but more of a simmer than a blaze this time. When Shikamaru pulled back and to see his friend eyes glazed and lips swollen he almost tried for another kiss. Instead of following that instinct he stood up and brushed himself off.
"I know for a fact if I stayed here tonight I wouldn't stop at just a few kisses and touches."
Walking towards the door, he looked back only once. Chouji was sitting up dumbfounded on the soft sofa. His fingers tenderly touching his mouth eyes still hazy. With a feeling of satisfaction at a job well done, Shikamaru waved once before making his way out into the night hoping to catch a cab or the bus back home.
~/Like Every Good Thing In the World/~
"Why are you following me?"
The response to Shika's grumbling was a low fluttering laugh that under any other circumstance to anyone else would have been sexy or at least cute. To the Nara this it was way passed being a nusiance. Temari was a beautiful blonde bombshell that was for sure but even if he hadn't had to deal with her psychotic younger brothers or put up with her slightly off 'sense of humor' he'd still not be all that thrilled that she'd decided they were dating again. Afterall he'd already found something much better to devote his time to.
"So troublesome. Don't you have anywhere else to be?"
There was that laugh again. He was honestly starting to think she did it just to get on his nerves.
"Careful Shikamaru. I might start to think you've found someone else."
The eyeroll he sent her way, obviously went ignored as she decided to take hold of his hand.
"Been almost three months Temari. Not like we were exclusive before."
"YOU weren't exclusive. All your family talk and you couldn't be bothered to stop seeing that Ino woman. Then there was that Kin girl and her brother Dosu."
"Wasn't her brother. Was her friend. I'm not a pervert."
She shakes her head and continues to list off his past 'conquests'.
"Or the red haired one. You remember. The one from that band who kicked your ass for stepping on her flute thing?"
"Tayuya."
"Yeah her. You know she actually came after me when you dump her? Nara your taste is questionable at times."
"Why I was dating you."
Even as he snarked back at Temari, he couldn't help but feel a bit guilty as the list grew. He really wasn't a pervert or a two timer. He'd ended up dating most of those people by accident. He hadn't actively persued any of them. They'd simply asked him if he were free or insisted on a date. Not seeing the use in turning them down he'd just went along with what the other person wanted. His romantic history was a testiment to his own sloth more than any prowess on his part. Was a bit disturbing to think that anyone actually thought of him as some kind of playboy. The only person he'd really gone after was Chouji and that was...not bad. Not what he wanted, but not terrible. He was fairly sure that given a little push it wouldn't take long to convince Chouji to give him a real chance.
"Welcome!"
Shikamaru's eyes widened when he saw his current 'persuit' out front welcoming guest into the store. In all the time he'd been coming in Chouji had never ventured too far from the back of the little cafe if he could help it. But today, the day he had to deal with a half-serious ex was the day that he decided to come out of hiding and man the front of shop himself. This wasn't right! This wasn't right! Fuck life the evil bitch!
"Hey Chouji. Lee not working today?"
Chouji shook his head, smile never wavering, as he ran off to deal with another costumer that was calling for a refill or another confection.
"If you can find a seat yourself it'd really help me out. I'll come by to take your order as quickly as I can."
Shikamaru hesitates as Temari pulls him towards an open table. Even when he's seated his eyes never leave Chouji as he bustles around the tables and interacts with the costumers completely in his element. This was a new side to the baker that Shika hadn't really had the chance to take in before. Everytime he had come in Chouji had either been in the back or he had been busy trying to reign in Lee's over exuberant. But now watching the brunette move fluidly from one table to the next deliverying food and drinks with a bright smile Shikamaru felt...He wasn't quite sure what he was feeling really. Whatever it was it was forming holding on tightly to the inside of his chest.
"So...That's my rival huh?"
Reluctantly Shikamaru pulled his eyes away from Chouji, who was chatting animatedly with a dark haired girl as he took her order, to turn towards his blonde nusiance.
"You say something?"
Temari was smirking, which in the time he'd known her never meant anything positive. Before he could comment on it though Chouji was standing beside their table, that same smile in place.
"Hi again. Sorry about making you wait. What can I get for you today?"
Frowning, Shikamaru just shook his head and looked to Temari. She gave Chouji a flirtatious flutter of her eyelashes and steepled her hands together on the table.
"I've never actually been here before so I'm open to any suggestions you might have."
The tightness in Shikamaru's chest was almost overpowering as Chouji's smile widened and he nodded before listing off the house specials. Shikamaru watched the exchange between his ex and the man he had more than a passing interest in. Temari's flirting was nothing new but watching as Chouji responded to it. That hurt.
"Oh that last one sounds perfect with a cup of green tea? I would've asked Shikamaru for a recommendation but he's being grumpy. You'd think he'd be more polite this being our first date since we got back together."
Shikamaru snapped into focus glaring at the blond before turning to Chouji. The pleasant smile hadn't fallen away at all at that declaration, but the grip on the pencil he was using to write down their order was threatening to snap the innocent wooden writing utensil.
"Yeah I've been subject to his mood swings on more than one occassion."
"Chouji..."
"I'll be right back with your order. Thank you for being so patient."
As Chouji turned to walk away Shikamaru let out a huff and pushed back his seat. Sending one more glare towards Temari he grabbed hold of Chouji's wrist and dragged him protesting the whole way to the backroom of the shop. As soon as the doors leading to the back rooms were closed off Chouji was pushed hard against the nearest wall and trapped within the circle of Shikamaru's arms. Shikamaru stood before him focused intently on Chouji's confused stare. He hadn't thought through his plan, something that was becoming all to familiar thanks to the brunette before him, all he'd wanted to do was straighten things out with Chouji. Let him know the facts of the situation. That was before he'd come face to face with the other male. Now he couldn't think of anything to say. A thousand different thoughts, explanations, and actions ran through his mind, but none of them felt right. Nothing that Chouji would even believe. Not with those eyes looking at him. Hurt and confused. Hell Shikamaru wouldn't even believe himself if the situation was reversed.
"Fuck."
Shikamaru dropped his head and pulled back. He quickly covered his face with his hand. If he looked at Chouji again he was sure he'd break down into some kind of hysterics, dignity be damned.
"Fuck. So uncool."
The confession had slipped out of its own accord, but it was as good an assesment as Shikamaru could give for his current state. Looking into the other brunette's eyes one more time Shikamaru walked out of the kitchen doors and back to his and Temari's table.
"We're leaving."
"Do I get a reason or..."
Shikamaru dug around in his pocket and slammed down what was probably a large tip on the table, effectively silencing any furthur protest from the blonde. When Temari just glared at him, Shikamaru huffed and walked towards the front door.
In his need to escape his own shame Shikamaru missed Chouji's soft call and out stretched hand.
~/Our Love Too Must End/~
Shikamaru stood outside of the closed shop. The sky overhead was starting to darken and was threatening to open up on his head, and still he was hesitating. He'd been hovering for over an hour. At first he'd been hiding out waiting for the last customer to leave, but tha had been at least half an hour ago. Shikamaru dropped his head and starred down at his feet. Now he was just being a coward.
'Not like running away for four months was exactly brave.'
Sighing the dark haired man looked back at the brightly decorated shop. If he stayed here much longer somebody was going to think he was some kind of criminal.
"Come in."
Shikamaru spun around in a move he'd have been embarrassed of in any other situation to be greeted by a shock of red hair and bored looking aqua eyes. Shikamaru narrowed his eyes and put up his fist half heartedly as a warning to the red head.
"Look. I don't care what Temari told you, I broke it off with her a long time ago. Back. Off."
The red head raised a non existent eyebrow before brushing past Shikamaru and walking into the empty shop. Shikamaru's glare intensified at that. The last time he'd seen Gaara, the red head, had threatened to break his fingers if he touched his sister again. That psychopath being anywhere near Chouji and his shop couldn't mean anything positive. Gathering up what little courage he could muster, Shikamaru stormed into the shop. Not four seconds upon entering Shikamaru's world exploded with pain and everything faded into complete darkness.
~/And If There's Pain I'm Sorry/~
The first thing Shikamaru noticed was that his face hurt.
The second thing he noticed was that he was not in his own house.
Shikamaru slowly blinked opened his eyes, only to confirm the fact that he was definately not in his own home, unless someone had broken in and painted a fantasy landscape on his ceiling.
"I believe he is awake now Chouji-kun."
Grunting Shikamaru made to sit up only to be pushed back onto his back. Blinking again Shika stared down to see Chouji sitting at the end of the sofa he was lying on. The brown haired pastry chef wasn't looking at him, but was biting his lip in what seemed like concern.
"You shouldn't sit up just yet Shikamaru. You got hit pretty hard."
There was a deep chuckle somewhere behind him, but Shikamaru figured it was more trouble than it was worth to seek it out or respond to it. Instead he focused on the other male. He'd lost a bit of weight since he'd last seen him.
'He looks...tired...'
Even as he thought it Shika could see the slight sag in the bigger males shoulders and tiny crows feet between his eyebrows. Shikamaru once more made the herculean effort to sit up. Chouji was muttering something, probably protesting the movement, but Shikamaru had more important things on his mind at the moment.
"Chouji..."
Chouji lifted his head up but still didn't meet Shikamaru's eyes, instead looking off at something to his left.
"Do you need something?"
Reaching out his hand the dark haired man gently rubbed at the crease between his hedgehogs eyes. Chouji, wide eyed and confused, finally looked at him. Smirking Shikamaru started to lean forward. Another hard knock to the top of his head stopped any thoughts he had for stealing a kiss.
"Ow...Why?"
Shikamaru glared over his shoulder at Lee. Lee was standing over him with his arms crossed returning the hard look.
"Guessing it wasn't an accident I ran into your fist."
There was another chuckle. Shikamaru spared a quick glance towards gaara, who was sitting in a corner enjoying the show.
"I am afraid Shikamaru-san that I must ask you to refrain from touching Chouji-kun."
"Stop it Lee."
Lee took on a hurt look and dropped his defensive stance slightly.
"But Chouji-kun! He made you cry!"
"LEE!"
Shikamaru's head snapped to Chouji who had gone a bright red and was looking ready to murder his black haired friend. Lee had the good grace to at least be a little ashamed of himself. Finally Gaara felt that it was time to intervene. He stood up and casually made his way over to Lee.
"It's time to go."
Lee frowned and fought as the red head pulled him out of the shop. Luckily for Shika it was a lossing battle on Lee's half.
"Wait! Gaara-koi let go! Chouji-kun needs help! I promised to defend his honor Gaara-koi! If you upset him again Shikamaru-san I will hurt you!"
Shikamaru let out a sigh of relief as he heard the door swing shut.
'One problem down. And now just one huge ball of complicated to go.'
There was a long drawn out moment of awkward silence as the two tried to think of something to say.
"I didn't cry."
The soft comment was like a gunshot in the deathly silence. Shikamaru winced at the reminder of what Lee had said and nodded in understanding before moving his eyes to the floor. Chouji let out an irritated huff from beside him.
"Really. I didn't. Lee just...Lee overreacts. You know how he is."
"Yeah he's...different. A good guy though. Can see why you like him."
Shikamaru could feel the man beside him stiffen at that comment.
'You are an idiot Nara.'
"If you're after Lee, I'd suggest giving up right now. Gaara will kill you."
"Him and Gaara? Huh. That's all kinds of weird."
"It works for them though. Just thought I should warn you since you seem to like people hopping."
"People hopping?"
"Lee's word. It was nicer than anything I could come up to call you."
Another wince at that. No matter what Chouji said, that remark screamed hurt.
"Troublesome..."
"You need to go."
Shikamaru's eyes widened and he looked up at his one time friend. Chouji's face was red again, but this time it definately wasn't from embarrasment.
"Chouji. Wait I didn't mean to say that."
"Not the first time you've said something you didn't mean."
The scowl on Chouji's face didn't look like it was going anywhere anytime soon. Shika was back in the same predicament he'd been in four months ago, only this time Chouji didn't look anywhere near as forgiving as last time. Grunting Shikamaru did what he should've did the first time. He grabbed hold of Chouji's shirt and kissed him. The bigger male stood stock still for the longest time before responding. Unfortunately it wasn't in the way Shikamaru had hoped for. Instead of kissing back, Chouji pulled back his fist and punched Shikamaru.
"WHAT THE HELL SHIKAMARU!"
Shikamaru put his arm over his eyes and coughed.
"I deserved that."
"DON'T YOU DARE MAKE A JOKE RIGHT NOW!"
"Sorry."
Shikamaru could hear the other man pacing furiously back and forth, but felt it would be better not to say anything just yet.
"I...I can't believe you! First you hit on me, keep telling me you like me, KISS me, tell me you will always wanna be my friend, then you show up with that girl!"
"Temari..."
There's a soft growl and the pacing stops for a split second.
"Sorry."
The pacing starts back up again, along with the rant.
"Then you show up with Temari, who claims you've gotten back together, then you push me into MY kitchen like you own the place, then...then POOF! You just disappeared! You left Shikamaru!"
Shikamaru sat up on the floor and leaned against the table.
"That was...a mistake. The Temari thing. We weren't going out. She said that stuff because she thought it was funny. She can be an idiot sometimes."
Chouji fell heavily into a nearby chair. Out of the corner of his eyes Shika could see him running a hand through his hair.
"I didn't care Shikamaru. I didn't. Okay it hurt a little...a lot, but I would've let it go, like with Lee..."
"That's just it though. I don't want to be like Lee. I don't want you hurting because I'm an idiot."
"So you decided to run away? Great plan there."
Shikamaru laid his head down onto the cool wood of the table, trying his hardest to gather his thoughts. Going into this half cocked wasn't helping anything. His thoughts were interrupted by a soft mutter from across the room.
"Lee's a lot of things, but he's never given up on me or left me behind."
Shikamaru shagged against the table.
"I'm an idiot."
"Yes. Yes you are."
"But I didn't lie. I did...I do like you. It's hard though. Talking to you. Everytime I open my mouth something comes out that really shouldn't."
There's a snort from the other man that sounds more tired than scornful.
"You're doing a pretty good job right now."
"What happens when you have a long while to think of something to say. Honestly though Cho, everytime I'm around you I just stop thinking. I don't know how you do that to me, but you do. I...got scared. I was going to hurt you Chouji. Hell I already ruined everything we've had before."
There was a shuffling beside him and a few quick steps later Shikamaru felt Chouji taking a seat beside him on the floor.
"You should've said that earlier."
"I'm an idiot and being hit three times in one day didn't exactly help."
Chouji actually laughed at that, which Shikamaru took as a good sign.
"You got hit because you're a bastard, not because you're an idiot."
"Really?"
"Well mostly..."
Shikamaru chuckled softly, glad when eventually Chouj joined in. Hesitantly Shikamaru leaned against Chouji's shoulder. The baker tensed, but didn't push him away.
"That kiss was horrible."
"Not one of my better ideas. Works in movies."
Chouji settles back against the couch.
Shikamaru hadn't expected Chouji to welcome him with open arms, that would've been a level of optimism that he didn't think anyone could reach...alright maybe Lee but nobody normal. To be fair he wasn't anywhere near Chouji's good graces, but at least he didn't have to live with being hated. It was surpirsingly nice to know he wasn't hated. At least not completely. He cuddled further into Chouji's side, liking the warm softness of his friend.
"Chouji..."
"Hm?"
"I still...you know."
"Shut-up Shikamaru."
"I can do that."
~/But Scars Will Heal and Hearts Will Mend/~
Shikamaru sighed as he opened the shops door to be greeted by Lee, once again, sitting on Gaara's lap and making out. Rolling his eyes he made his way unnoticed upstairs. The little apartment above the shop was more of a sitting room with a futon than anything else, but the cozy feeling inside more than made up for the size. The unhindered view of Chouji bending into a cabinet wasn't too bad either.
"Yo Chouji, you better get down stairs. The rabbits are at it again."
There was a huff as Chouji came up holding a sack of flour.
"They've been like that all week. Just glad they stopped doing things on my oven and my bed."
Chouji and Shikamaru shared a cringe at the bad memories that brought up. Chouji dropped the flour on the counter and walked over to couch, one of the three pieces of furniture in the room, and plopped down onto the over stuffed couch. Shikamaru joined him on the soft sofa smirking slightly as the bigger man placed his arm around his shoulders. There relationship had been somewhat strained after what Shikamaru had been dubbing 'The Talk', but slowly they had moved foraward and gotten back to the place they'd been before and then some. They weren't one hundred precent yet, but...Shikamaru was holding out a little bit of hope for the future.
'Guess Lee's rubbing off on me. Ugh. Bad thought.'
Luckily Shikamaru was saved from his own mind when Chouji choice that moment to speak up.
"So...I was thinking..."
"Hmm?"
"I was wondering..."
"Yes?"
"Well...Lee's been busy lately and the shops always busy on the weekends..."
Shikamaru chuckled and closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of Chouji's easy breathing.
"I can't cook."
Chouji's body shook lightly under Shikamaru's head causing Shika to smile wider.
"Neither can Lee."
"Not really a people person."
"I've noticed."
Shikamaru elbowed him for the comment but Chouji just continued to laugh.
"Been accused of being lazy."
"It'll only be on Sundays and I'll let you taste all of the new recipes."
Shikamaru hummed for a bit pretending to think about the offer. After a moment of gentle teasing Shikamaru let out a faux annoyed sigh.
"You're so troublesome. But...I suppose I can find the energy to help out now and again."
The bigger male ran nimble fingers through Shikamaru's hair, stopping only to tug at his hair tye.
"What would I ever do without you Shika?"
Shikamaru opened his eyes and stared at the broad smile on his best friends face.
"You're never gonna find out."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
~/And Somehow We'll Be Happy/~