Rating: T, for naughty words and suggestiveness
Disclaimer: I'd put something witty here, depicting my lack of ownership of Chouji and Shikamaru, but I'm far too lazy to think of anything.
It was hot.
Too hot.
Shikamaru decided that, instead of dieing from inevitable heat stroke, they'd cloud gaze from Chouji's house.
But only because it had the perfect view.
Of Chouji's ass, Shikamaru'd say.
And, because of Shikamaru's persistence, and because of Chouji's lack there of, they ended up in a tangle of half clothed limbs on Chouji's bedroom floor.
It wasn't their first kiss, far from it. But it was the first time they'd been caught.
All attempts at denial and excuses were futile.
And Shikamaru would never forget the look on Chouza's face, or the threats he'd received.