Distracting Addiction
Summary: She said she would be his distraction, she didn't know she already was.
"Ino," he voiced as he walked up to her.
"Shika!" she smiled cheerily, "… what are you doing in the shop?"
"Just looking around," he shrugged eyeing the flowers lining the walls and the shop.
"Are you off today?" she questioned putting the magazine down.
"For a few hours, hopefully," he looked at her.
"Oh really?!" she called over to one of the workers to take her shift as she pulled off her apron and left the shop with the pineapple head in tow.
"Tell me Shika," the blonde's voice got low, "… how many did you have before you came?"
"None," he stated.
"Liar," she mumbled not at all convinced.
"I had three left when we separated a couple days ago," he explained, "… haven't smoked since."
Her mouth hung low and her big eyes were widened. He laughed lightly as she tried her best to recover.
"Really Shika?!" she couldn't help let out the suspiciousness, but she was also thoroughly surprised.
"Yup," he nodded as they headed over to his cloud watching place.
"Why?" she wondered, "… I wasn't there to distract you…"
You didn't have to be there, he thought with a sigh.
Just because you constantly thought about doing you-know-what to her, his perverted brain chuckled.
He frowned as he sat onto the grass with a sigh. Lying down, he felt her lying beside him. Closing his eyes, he let the calmness enter his body, but it did nothing to ease his mind. Instead, his thoughts seemed to be awfully loud.
All you have to do is roll on top of her, his perverted mind suggested.
She would be angry, his logical side retorted and having Ino angry was not on his lists of things to do.
She would be angry, but only for a short time, his perverted thought replied.
Ino can hold grudges, his logical side reminded.
She likes you! Take advantage of that! If you don't try, you would never know, his perverted thought somehow became rational.
He opened his eyes to look beside him to see her chest. His thought immediately stopped in its track as he stared at the rise and dip. He gulped down as he forced his eyes to move up to her face. Catching her closed eyes, he let out a relieved sigh. She was lying a little above him and he wondered if she was just lying there for a nap or was it to spend some time with him. He smiled at that thought as he looked up into the sky once more. There were clouds in the sky, yet none blocked out the rays of sunlight. He felt movement from her and he was about to look to see what was wrong only to feel her body pressed to his side. He froze in place as her chest pushed against his head and her leg wrap around his hip.
He was feeling frantic and nervous for his life. If Ino woke up like this, she would literally kill him. His mind went through only three things he was able to do. First: push her off him, but that would cause her to wake up. He didn't want that. Second: slowly pry her away from him gently and shimming away. It was plausible, but Ino was a light sleeper. He frowned. The third: pretend to be sleeping. Either way he would be chewed out. None of his plans were working and normally he would have more than three, but he couldn't think very well with the blonde pressed so close to him.
"Shika," her voice caused the blood in him to drain as he went pale.
Not moving, he waited for her to yell at him, but she didn't. He moved his head to look at her only to realize too late that his face was now pressed in between her breasts. He blinked slowly hoping this was some sort of joke or a dream.
He then heard her moan softly causing the blood to rush to his head. He was going to die. He was sure of it.
"Shika," she breathed out and it took everything in him to push her away.
Shikamaru immediately sat up as Ino woke up from her nap.
"Why did you push me?!" she yelled.
He ignored her and reached in his pants for the box so he could get a smoke. Her damn plan of distracting him was too good. He needed the stick to get himself distracted from her. Plucking one of the cigarettes from the box, he stuffed it back into his pocket. Grabbing the lighter, he was about to light it, but Ino had moved her face in front of him.
"Shika," she frowned staring at the stick, "… don't…" it sounded like a plea and he sighed deeply.
Putting the items back, he lied back down angrily.
"Why did you push me?" she questioned, "… I felt so warm…"
She felt warm pressed against your body, his perverted mind repeated.
You've shared body heat during missions before, his rational side added.
"You also said my name," Shikamaru was curious to what she was dreaming of.
Probably you taking her, making her hot and heavy, there was that perverted voice again.
"I was?" Ino looked a bit confused as she tried to remember what she was thinking of before she fell asleep under the trees.
"If you don't remember it, it probably wasn't important," he stated though he felt disappointed.
Why? He asked himself.
Cause you wanted her to dream of you, probably all over her, his perverted mind continued.
"Shika," she scooted closer to him and he felt her thigh up against his.
Looking at her, she looked up at him.
"You kissed me," she said with a hint of blush across her cheek.
He just stared at her as if he was a deer caught in headlights.
She dreamed I was kissing her! he exclaimed only to hear the laugh of his perverted mind.
"You then," she paused before a shy smile caught her lips, "… you touched… me."
This time he felt like he had just died. They are friends, always had been. Why would she be telling him this? He felt his heart quicken immensely and he almost pressed his lips against her full ones, but he stopped himself.
This was wrong.
"But then I woke up before it got anywhere," she shrugged as if it was nothing, but the blush was still present on her face.
He couldn't help the laugh that came out of his mouth. She stared at him confused before she joined in the laugh. After both were done, they looked off into the scenery below them.
"Why did you stop calling me Shika," he decided to ask as he watched her.
"Well," she pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped underneath her knees, "… I thought you didn't want me too."
"What makes you say that?" he looked at her confused.
"You always had that irritated face or embarrassed face when I call you that," she looked at him, "… you always told me I should stop calling you that."
"Hm," he sounded as he did remember those days.
"…I figured you wouldn't want me to call you Shika when we were older, so I stopped," she concluded.
"I'm sorry," he apologized knowing she only gave nicknames to those she cared about.
"It's alright," she sighed, "… I knew you wouldn't like things like that," she laughed, "… Chouji is the same way, but more calm," she grinned at him.
"You mean frighten," he smirked and she laughed with a nod in agreement.
"Yeah…" she breathed out and they fell silent once more.
"Hey," he said softly, "… we gone a long way, haven't we?"
"Yeah," she nodded with a smile, "… we have."
He smiled back and was about to look away when she moved closer to him.
"Shika," she looked so innocent when her eyes are so close to his, "… you have a piece of grass on your hair."
Before he was able to process what she said, she pulled back holding the grass in her hand before flicking it away. She assessed his hair once more before giving him a nod.
"Shika," she said again and he set his gaze on her, "… you know I don't like it when you smoke," she sighed before she smiled, "… and I am happy you haven't smoke since the restaurant. But I don't know how I will take care of you if you don't listen to me," she frowned.
He has seen Ino vulnerable before, but he could feel the raw truth behind her confession and he smiled. Reaching his hands up, his fingertips brushed her forehead pushing her bangs behind her ear.
"I can take care of myself Ino," he said softly.
"You're too lazy," she reprimanded softly.
"You worry too much," he chuckled.
"You think too much," she retort.
"Ino," he leaned in and pressed his lips on hers.
Soft and gentle was what he felt.
"We are going to get yelled at," she breathed out once they parted lips.
"I know," he pressed his forehead against hers.
"I thought you don't like drama," she reminded him.
"Seems I can't stay away," he mumbled as he ran his fingers down her arm.
"Drama or me?" she laughed.
"Both," he kissed her again.
This time it was soft and gentle, but it quickly became hot and forceful as their tongues came into play. His hands rolled down her shoulders to her thighs before resting a hand on her hip.
"Shika," she breathed out, "… it's best we stop now," she offered a sad smile.
"What if I say no?" he leaned closer to her.
"I would say this is the only thing you worked for," she laughed and he caught her lips once more pressing her to the grass as he fell atop of her.
"What are you two doing?" came the voice of Chouza Akimichi.
Both Shikamaru and Ino pulled quickly apart and scrambled away from one another. The father of Chouji frowned and shook his head.
"You know this is bad," he reminded them and they both nodded.
"We apologize Akimichi san," Shikamaru and Ino said in unison.
"Just be prepared to talk to your parents," he sighed, "… this is not good at all."
With that, he left shaking his head.
"Well," Ino looked over at Shikamaru, "… that was nice while it lasted," she smiled and stood up.
"I'm sorry," he apologized.
"Don't be," she walked over to him and gave him a hug, "… we both wanted it."
He hugged back and sighed into her hair.
"Goodbye Shika," she kissed his cheek and pulled away.
As she left, he berated himself. He couldn't keep his damn desires at bay and now things had just gotten from bad to worse. Sighing, he braced himself mentally for the screaming and disappointment that was going to be thrown his way once he entered the door to his house.
At least you got to taste her, his perverted side grinned.
"Hm…" he smiled, "… troublesome woman always bringing trouble."
Author's Note:
Well, one more to go. This story is mainly Shika's side on the situation if you haven't noticed already. Also this story is pro Shika-Ino-Cho.
Thanks for the reviews and favs! Only one more to go.
Until next time,
kiwi4me
