Kiba X Shika fic (definite ooc-fic)

Chapter 1:Just One More Period

Shika's POV:

"Shikamaru!!" Shaken shoulders. "SHIKAMARU!!"

Once more, I was awoken by the screaming of my name in my ear by my best friend, Chouji. If it weren't for the fact that we're so close, I'd have throttled him a looooooong time ago. And I've told him so on plenty occasion. Now, I think he does it just to annoy me.

Hello. My name is Shikamaru Nara. And here's my basic bio...:

DOB: 9/22/1990 (thanks to CEK anon. for Shika's b-day)

Age: 16 going on 17

Gender: Male

Eyes: brown

Hair: brown

Height: about 5' 7"

Weight: about 130 mostly muscle

Sexuallity: Homosexual

Yeah that's right ladies. Sorry to disappoint but I am. Though I think everyone is originally bi when they are born, some preferences are just stronger than others towards a certain gender. So yeah. Anyway back to me waking up.

I groaned. I really didn't want to wake up this morning. I had this feeling in the pit of my stomach that today was going to be a bad day. An EXTREMELY bad day. Especially considering: 1) It was Monday; and 2) It was the first day of my Junior year. And yeah sure I had the brains to be half way through college by now, but I didn't want to be moved up. 'Cause then I just knew trouble would start. Not that it wouldn't as soon as I got to school. Anyway through this ranting, I was now ready, been and done, and now shortly arriving at school with a few of my friends at my side. Namely: Naruto, Hinata, Ino, Neji (even if he is a bit of a snob, he can be pretty cool), Lee (still no fashion sense in any means of the word, and those god forsaken eyebrows of his), and Kiba (whose an obnoxious loud mouth who can become rather serious when the opportunity called. Although there was very little so of course he was mainly talking. The only one who could even come close to rivaling Naruto).

Being gay and all, of course I had to tell my friends. And surprisingly enough, they were cool with it. Kinda shocked when they first found out, but other than that, yeah they were cool with it. But even if I was gay, not many could tell, or would have even guessed at it. A lazy boy (almost man, kinda), who doesn't show much emotion at all anymore (within good reason, rest assured) (a/n: explained later). Noone knew why that was, not even my closest friends Chouji and Ino. (anyway continuing story)

At school around lunch time:

"Hey guys, look who it is." Said Deidara to the rest of his gang, or whoever he brought with him from it. Kisame and Itachi, being the two who'd names I could remember right now. The other three, not so much but their faces look familiar, but names just seemed to slip my mind. I knew Itachi because, regrettably so, he was Sasuke's brother, one that he didn't like at all. And Kisame was just some dude who was too obsessed with fish.

Anyway:

"It's our favorite little queer genius with an IQ over 200." He said with a smirk. Oh yes, I knew these guys. A little too well for my liking. They were the reason I was so closed off, or just the way I am in general. (can you guess why yet?)

"You didn't seem to have a problem with me being gay when you RAPED ME!!" I said frustrated. Oh yeah, that's what they did. Sophmore year, the very beginning of it in fact, my whole life changed. Oh, and did I ever mention that since that "incident", every time one of the guys in front of me showed up, I start to hyperventilate? No, well yeah I do. Not to mention the panic attack that I suppose is cause by the hyperventilation.

Being pulled out of my thoughts by the bell, I couldn't help but think of such a clichéd line as 'saved by the bell'. Because they knew that once that once that bell rang, students rushed to class, and teachers stood outside their doors. There'd be no way of them getting away with something without being caught.

Anyway:

At the sound of the bell, I dashed down the hall before they even had time to look back. Thank god for 2 years of track, that I only just started last year, after a certain...well you get the point. Looking at my schedule, I seen I had art. 'Thank god.' Art always relaxed me, and a plus was that I was actually good at it. And I had it with Kiba. Did I mention before that I had a crush on him? No? ...Well I do. He's just HOT!! But he's also nice, and funny. Not to mention he doesn't have to worry about OTHER things, such as me, and it makes him almost careless and completely carefree. Lucky fool...

During Art:

"Hey Shikamaru?" He asks sounding slightly worried.

"what?" I respond not even looking up from my work.

"You alright?"

I stopped my pencil to look at him. I shortly responded, " I'm fine, why do you ask?"

"No reason. You just seem kind of pale...er. And troubled." He seems really worried about me.

"Well I'm fine, so no worries then." Came my short reply with a brief and somewhat forced smile. Then I went beck to concentrating on my drawing. Or at least trying to anyway. But I felt eyes on me. Several pair in fact. That's when I noticed a shadow being cast down onto my paper and the table surrounding. Looking up I seen none other than Itachi, who was holding up a flyer that stated clearly that he took after Michael... Jackson. Ha, Ha. Yeah, revenge was sweet, however brief it lasted. But apparently he was about to get his own.

I was swiftly pulled out of my seat, knocking papers and pencils go flying, and I was suspended mid-air by the throat and his hand. Apparently the teacher was either too stunned or didn't care, for she stood stock still in the same position. Anyway: He pulled me closer, and whisperingly ground out just loud enough for me to hear, "You'll be getting you punishment after school. 2:30. And don't even think of running. Because I WILL find you." And with that, he dropped me, and I would've crumpled to my knees if I hadn't grabbed onto the back of my chair, surprisingly not tipping it. 'Oh yeah my life definitely SUCKED!!' I thought bitterly as I calmly, sat back down after picking up all the stuff that was knocked down. Faint whispers could be heard, but truthfully, I didn't care. I just continued drawing after I sat down calmly. Apparently enough, it was too calm for Kiba, because he persistently stared and asked if I was sure that I was alright. 'Oh yeah just peachy...for now...but I won't be when 2:30 finally rolls around.' And with that last thought the bell rang, and the final period of the day began. And so did the beginning of a friends increasing worry. Little did I know just how worried he was.