Author's Note #1: Yo ppl, watup!!! I apologize for not being able to get this chapter on Saturday, but the site was having problems (I would guess) and it wouldn't let me upload the chapter at all yesterday... but it's here now, so yay!!! Otherwise, school has been okay with me, although I really wish that I can understand my calculus professor. Ugh, talk about language barriers... Anyways, I present you all with another update. I hope it's written to your satisfaction. Ugh, I already have a midterm this Friday on Environmental Economics and then a Calculus one next Friday. Wish me luck everyone!!!
Author's Note #2: Domo arigato jackalakala for your review!!! As always, much appreciated and much love!!!
Author's Note #3: Well it looks like Naruto and Shikamaru have gotten reacquainted in more ways than one. Will their relationship be on the rise once again? Can Shikamaru solve the mystery of his identity being wiped out? Can Sasuke actually get his hands on Shika's body? Read on and find out!
Author's Note #4: As always, all thoughts and dreams are represented by italicized text unless otherwise noted.
Author's Note #5: Chapter no beta… no beta means possible bad grammar and stuff… bad grammar and stuff may irritate people… people been warned….
Tagline:His driver's license. His credit cards. His bank accounts. His identity. DELETED
ENJOY CHAPTER 10!!!
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Shikamaru couldn't ask for anything more better than a good night sleep. Indeed, that's what he received last night… after his intense love session with Naruto.
The lazy brunet was lying on his side, peacefully asleep on the bed. As the morning sun glistened through the window onto the sleeping brunet's face, Shikamaru couldn't help but to crinkle up his face as the sun's warmth caressed his facial features. He then rolled his body over to the other side while stretching out his left arm, expecting it to come into contact with Naruto's waist. Instead, his arm caught the surface of the bed. The Nara opened up his sleepy dark chocolate eyes.
"Na…ruuu…to? Naruto?" Shikamaru drowsily said, moving his arm around as if he were searching for contact. "Where did you go?"
When Shikamaru finally exited out of his slumber state, he noticed a piece of paper on the bed where the blond once slept on. He first sat up straight on the edge of the bed before picking up the paper to read it.
Shika-kun,
Had to go to work early today. I'll bring you back some food for dinner: Chinese! Or was it Italian? If I can't think of anything, I'll just bring back some ramen dattebayo!
- Naru-kun-
"Hmph, Naru-kun and his ramen. How troublesome! But that's Naru-kun for you, hahaha," Shikamaru chuckled to himself. He took off the blankets that once covered his nude torso. He slowly sauntered towards the bathroom and turned the light on. Before turning on the bathtub's faucet, the lazy brunet first relieved himself over the toilet for a good twenty seconds. After flushing down the expelled fluids, the deer lover went over to the bathtub to take a shower.
Hmm, this is a good time to take a shower since I haven't taken one since Mexico. The brunet lifted his under arm and began to sniff it. WHOA, I DO SMELL LIKE SHIT! How troublesome indeed! Shikamaru immediately stepped into the bathtub and turned on the shower. Shikamaru groaned in much relief as the warm water began to fall upon his newly tanned and toned body. He grabbed the shampoo and began to rub it on his neglected smooth, brunet locks. Heh, at least my hair won't smell and feel like shit anymore.
After washing out all of the shampoo foam in his hair, Shikamaru grabbed a washcloth, put green tea body wash on it, and began to scrub his torso. While cleaning his particular member with the washcloth, Shikamaru began to stroke it more intensely than he intended to. He grunted out a soft, sensuous, and low moan as he continued to stroke. Whoa, slow down there Shika! Again, you'll be in the shower forever and you've got to get to work on the crisis you have on hand. Now, you wouldn't want that bipolar raven-haired Sasuke with you in the shower now, would you? The Nara shuddered in his own musings.
After stopping him self from releasing his seed in the shower, Shikamaru rinsed off all of the soap left on his body. He turned off the running water and opened the shower curtains. The lazy brunet leaned his head forward; having his wet brunet locks covering his face. He then jerked his head all the way back, the locks returning back to their normal positions while a bit of water from his hair splashed back onto the tub lining. The newly refreshed Shikamaru grabbed the white cotton towel on the rack to dry himself. He then put it around his lean waist before making his way back to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, Shikamaru hovered over the duffle bag that Naruto left for him. He took out a pair of new boxers, socks, and the clothes that the whiskered-face boy got for him. The refreshed brunet took off the towel that once covered his lower torso. His entire frame began to shiver as a rush of cool air began to caress ever inch of exposed skin. He found relief once he slid on the boxers. The Nara proceeded to apply lotion on his arms and legs to keep them silky smooth. Finally, the lazy brunet dressed into his new set of clothes. He slowly sauntered towards the mirror.
"Damn, I look good!" Shikamaru smirked at his own remark. "Not like the shitty look of yesterday."
The final touch that Shikamaru added before going on with his day was putting his hair back into that trademark spiky ponytail that he always sports, unlike the last few days.
"Hmm, I'm kinda hungry right now…" the lazy deer lover mused to himself, "… I'll just go down to the hotel's restaurant to grab some breakfast." With that thought completed, Shikamaru headed out of his room to go to the lobby.
Shikamaru sighed in satisfaction as he just completed eating a delicious breakfast meal. It composed of Belgian waffles, cereal, French toast, coffee, and milk. When it was time to pay the bill, Shikamaru grabbed his (in reality, Sasuke's) wallet to take out the appropriate amount of dollars. While shuffling through the red Billabong wallet, the lazy beta tester noted a white card with a few things written on both sides of it. He took it out and inspected it more closely.
TELNET rcds.bnhnavDC.mil
HAT5348833
Hmm, I wonder these mean? Shikamaru rested his chin on his hand while musing. Hmph, whatever it is, it must be damn important for Sasuke-teme to be carrying around. After paying the bill, the lazy brunet rushed back to his room, knowing he must log onto the Internet right away.
Back into his hotel room, Shikamaru pulled out Naruto's black MacBook and placed it on the desk. After plugging in the AC adapter into the wall and turning on the laptop, the lazy beta tester logged onto the Internet (via wireless networking). With a few clicks and typing here and there, the L'Internet Suisse homepage popped up onto the browser. The word Bienvenue greeted the brunet, with a prompt below for the user to input a connection. Shikamaru pulled out the white card in the wallet. He briefly gazed at it, relinquishing a wondered expression on his face.
"Hmm, you carry this around with you Sasuke-teme because you know it's so damn important," Shikamaru said while putting the card down. He proceeded to type the following into the prompt box:
/ip.ch/ TELNETrcds.bnhnavDC.mil
After clicking enter, a connecting prompt popped up onto the screen. In a matter of moments, Shikamaru found himself on the central access homepage of the United States Naval Hospital in Bethesda, Maryland. Hmm, this too looks like a normal webpage with the hospital's banner logo on top, resting against a white background with a password entry box in the middle of the page. Well this must be my cue to enter the password now, isn't it? The lazy brunet then entered the following password into the prompt:
HAT5348833
After typing enter, the following prompt came up into view:
INVALID PASSWORD. PLEASE TRY AGAIN.
"Shit!" Shikamaru grumbled in frustration. After looking at the webpage closely once again, a familiar lowercase alpha icon was located on the bottom right of the screen. In addition, a Protected by Ninja Guard Systems banner was located on the lower left corner of the screen.
"Hmm, well you look familiar, don't you? So let's try you again…" Shikamaru dragged the mouse over to the alpha icon. He pressed down control and shift and clicked on the icon. The screen began to flash colorful screens and strange alphanumeric characters at an impressive rate before another password entry prompt came up on the screen again.
"Oh, come on! How troublesome…" the lazy brunet grumbled as he typed the same password from before. This time, however, the password was now granted and a new webpage began to load. After a few seconds of loading, the page was finally completed. However, the contents of the page made Shikamaru's jaw drop and his heart nearly stopped beating as he began to examine what was right before him.
THE FOLLOWING DOCOUMENT IS HIGHLY CONFIDENTIAL:
CORONER'S REPORT
PATIENT: Kakashi Hatake, Deceased
4/14 BLOOD TEST: HIV-Positive, Reduced T-cell count
DIAGNOSIS: Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome
AUTOPSY REPORT: HIV-Negative, T-cell count normal
CONCLUSION: Patient was mis-diagnosed. He WAS NOT infected with the AIDS Virus
-- END REPORT --
"OH… MY… GOD…" Shikamaru's dark chocolate eyes began to widen like saucers, as he could not absolutely believe in what he was looking at. His body couldn't even fidget one bit as he was just nearly frozen in place. "WHAT… THE… HELL… IS… GOING… ON… HERE…?"
His eyes zoomed onto the words WAS NOT infected and back onto the photo of the late Secretary of Defense, Kakashi Hatake.
"SERIOUSLY… WHAT… THE… HELL… IS… GOING… ON… HERE…?" Shikamaru glared onto the alpha icon on the bottom right of the screen, still trying to comprehend on what is going on.
A certain buff, raven-haired boy was driving around the streets of the Westside in his sporty black Lexus SC430. Sasuke was particularly in a good mood time as he kept telling himself that today was the day that he was going to get his… hands… on the elusive Shikamaru.
"Hehehe, Shika-kun," Sasuke softly said to himself, "I think today is the day that I will have contact with you… in more ways than one… hehehe," the pale Uchiha evilly smirked at his own remark as he briefly typed a few things onto his MacBook pro on the passenger seat. On the Uchiha's laptop, a Packet Tracker Analyzer was running on the screen. The software is intended to track down any movements that Shikamaru might make on the Internet, assuming that he wasn't using a pseudonym.
Sasuke's iPhone began to ring and the Uchiha promptly answered it.
"Yeah?" Sasuke inquired into the phone.
"Someone's on…" a man's raspy voice stated.
"Do you think it's my… Shika-kun?" Sasuke drawled, especially at the lazy brunet's name.
"Well whoever it is, they are covering their tracks big times. There have been a dozen hops so far. A pop in Switzerland, a little UNIX box in the University of Montana, five different routers in Berkeley; they know what they are doing."
"How long will it take to track him?" Sasuke was confident that it was Shikamaru on their systems.
"Depending how many traps he setup, how long he stays on. Fifteen minutes to about half-an-hour the most."
"Well, you call me the second you find him!" Sasuke barked as he hung up the phone. Hehehe, so you decided to take a visit into our systems… Shika-kun… The raven-haired boy again smirked at his musings while chuckling sinisterly in his throat. When I find you, I will make sure that… you will… ride… me… all… night… long.
"Hmm, I wonder if Shika-kun wants Chinese or Italian… or ramen…?" Naruto especially smirked at the last item he mentioned while grabbing a cold water bottle from beverage section. The whiskered-face blond was at a local CVS pharmacy picking up his allergy medication. After paying for his medication and water, he went out to the parking lot to step into his beloved Lexus IS 250. He opened the bottle of medicine and took out one pill. He swallowed it with his bottle of water.
After taking his medication, Naruto started up the engine and began to drive out of the parking lot. "I guess it'll be Chinese then… and I'll pick up some ramen along the way dattebayo," the blond smirked before driving out onto Wilshire Boulevard.
After recovering from the shock he was just in a while ago from seeing information that he really wasn't supposed to be, Shikamaru was now in his usual online chat room under Anonymous instead of LazyD33rLov3r87.
Hmm, the people in this room are usually computer geniuses. Maybe they'll help me out. Shikamaru proceeded to pull up another window that searches for members' profile. The lazy brunet first eyed on the screename SoundDude88. He proceeded to type in the following:
WHOIS SOUNDDUDE88
After hitting enter, the following information pulled up onto the screen:
NAME: Zaku Abumi
AGE: 14
IP: 21.467.31.779
LOCATION: Rancho Cucamonga, CA
"Ugh, a fourteen year-old is not gonna be able to help me," Shikamaru sighed. He proceeded to eye on the next screename. Hmm, EroSennin50 eh? The lazy brunet typed in the following:
WHOIS EROSENNIN50
The following information appeared after hitting enter:
NAME: Jiraiya
AGE: 53
IP: 50.908.61.334
LOCATION: Las Vegas, NV
"Ugh, Vegas is TOO far dude!" Shikamaru slammed his fist onto the desk, groaning in frustration. Before giving up, the lazy brunet did eye out one more screename on the list. CyberChoCho, you are my last hope. The lazy beta tester began to type hastily:
WHOIS CYBERCHOCHO
The following information that popped onto the screen definitely made the lazy brunet smile:
NAME: Choji Akimichi
AGE: 20
IP: 75.258.34.164
LOCATION: West Hollywood, CA
"Perfect!" Shikamaru almost gleamed in excitement. "CyberChoCho, I really hope you can help me!" The brunet began to get to work on the computer.
Anonymous: CyberChoCho – HELP – need your expertise. Meet me in the private chat room.
CyberChoCho: Agreed. Just use the usual password.
With a few clicks and typing here and there, Shikamaru created a private chat room. In a few seconds, CyberChoCho entered the room. The lazy brunet hastily typed away.
Anonymous: Have you ever seen a lowercase alpha icon attached to a program?!?
Shikamaru impatiently tapped his fingers onto the laptop, eagerly awaiting a reply.
CyberChoCho: Alpha means Akatsuki
"The Akatsuki?" Shikamaru contemplated. "Who they hell are they? Ugh, I need more info."
Anonymous: The Akatsuki?? – Who are they?
CyberChoCho: The big bad wolf – Cyberterrotists, techonocriminals. They want to blow your house down.
"So they're cyberterrorists eh?" Shikamaru lazily stated. "Still, I need to know more about them."
Anonymous: CyberChoCho, help me! I need more info about them.
CyberChoCho: LAX, Wall Street, Atlanta – EXTREMELY DANGEROUS – Don't mess with them –
"They're the bastards that delayed my flight to Mexico! Damn them!" The lazy deer lover angrily glared at the screen. "Ugh, in addition, they're already messing with me! Fuckers!"
Anonymous: Can't help it – they're messing with me.
The following reply from CyberChoCho made Shikamaru contemplate for a bit.
CyberChoCho: Must not continue. Must meet IRL. In private
"Well, CyberChoCho wants to meet in private… in real life…" The lazy brunet began to tap his fingers on the laptop. "No, no, no, it's gotta be a public place… where it's safe… with a lot of people… so that Sasuke-bastard can't get his hands on me without creating attention…" Shikamaru began to shift his gaze from the laptop to his window. Outside, a spectacular view of the Pacific Ocean can be viewed. In addition, the famous Santa Monica Pier can be seen in view. "I got it!" Shikamaru began to type.
Anonyous: Meet me at the Santa Monica Pier by the Ferris wheel.
CyberChoCho: Agreed. 7PM tonight. I'll wear—
Before the rest of CyberChoCho's reply could be revealed, the chat room window suddenly closed and a prompt came up into view:
Communications Error. TCP/IP Link Dropped. Please reconnect to network and try again.
"FUCK!" Shikamaru growled as the Internet link dropped. "How the hell am I supposed to know what he's gonna wear tonight? Goddamn my luck and all!"
Sasuke continued to drive around the Westside. Within a few moments, his iPhone began to ring. The Uchiha answered it.
"Any luck?" Sasuke asked the person on the phone.
"8833 Rosewood in West Hollywood," the raspy voice replied.
"Remind me to buy you dudes something nice!" Sasuke happily replied before hanging up the phone. "Hehehe, well we weren't able to find you Shika-kun… but we were able to find your friend, to which I can assure you he will tell us where you are… hehehehehe…" The raven-haired boy chuckled menacingly before driving off to the address that was given to him.
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C'est la fin du Chapitre 10!
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Awesome, you've finished Chapter 10! Major props to you!
Post-Author's Note #1: It looks like someone out there knows what's going and he can be Shikamaru's only help. From what it looks like, Sasuke seems to also be aware on what Shikamaru is doing. Can Shikamaru meet with his online acquaintance? Will Naruto bring the right food for Shikamaru? Will Sasuke finally catch Shikamaru? STAY TUNED FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER OF The Net: Shikamaru's Nightmare!
Post-Author's Note #2: If you have any suggestions or ideas for this story, don't hesitate to e-mail me. Otherwise, please review!
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