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Unas Damas (Some Ladies)
—On a hunt for Mr. Right.

My bro is out playing some basketball! I couldn't really predict when I can update. It depends on his sched, so I'm taking every chance I get. All I know is that I don't have much time to spare.

Love is like an incurable disease. And when you finally realize it, you've already been infected.

Chapter 14 (Bonus Chapter)

He walked in circles on the backstage, feeling tingling sensations all over his body as he waited for them to call him out.

He buried his hands deep into his pockets noting how cold they suddenly were. Interviews really wracked his nerves. He caught his reflection and sighed as he moved his face from side to side. His ears are studded with more than one piercings, his hair combed and straightened perfectly, framing his face and of course, numerous coats of foundation and other cosmetics to make him look camera perfect. He grimaced as he tried to recall how much his make-up artist applied. His face felt heavy. His stylist managed to dip him into some grey long sleeved shirt that were rolled up to his elbows and some dark jeans. She wanted him to look casual and effortless as the showy outfits are saved for the concert.

"I don't think this man ever needs any introduction. Everyone, help me welcome, Caid!"

Shikamaru stepped out on the stage and almost back down at the blinding light directed right at him. He flashed a dazzling smile and waved at the screaming ladies in the studio.

"Oh my, welcome to the show." the female host gushed. She stood and gave him a peck on the cheek before ushering him to the chair across hers.

Shikamaru sat, "Thank you. Thank you for having me here."

The host fixed her skirt and sat on her chair laughing lightly, "Would you look at that, the noise hasn't died down yet. They love you a lot."

Shikamaru laughed and placed an arm on one of the armrest, "Well—" he was about to start, but the squeals only grew louder. He smiled at their enthusiasm.

The crowd noise died down and he smirked at their reactions. The host cleared her throat and he shifted his attention back to her.

"Wow, the concert's finally tomorrow night."

Shikamaru nodded, "Yeah."

The host smiled, "How are the preparations?"

"All set actually." He glanced at the audience, "I'm hoping to see all of you at the concert."

The audience squealed, "Yes!" and some yelled, "We love you Caid."

He laughed and winked at them. "Thank you. I love you too."

After a dreadful ten minutes of endless questions of intrigue, rumor clarifications backed with endless shouting, the interview finally came to an end.

Shikamaru was now wearing a loose hoodie with some light wash jeans. He tied his hair back into its usual ponytail as he started removing his foundation with make-up wipes. His make-up artist grimaced at his pail, plain face and handed him a mirror. He grinned at her and took off his earrings.

"It's amazing how you suddenly transformed into someone unattractive in a couple of minutes." she said in a monotone.

They were in a van after a tight scheduled day.

"Really? You're still not used to it?" he asked half jokingly.

She shrugged, "I'm still a fan though."

"Good to know." he patted her shoulder and glanced out of the window. "Here's my stop."

The driver parked the van. He waved at the ever supportive staff and gave them a thumbs up before he hopped out of the van. People spared him gazes, but they all would look away right after. Shikamaru smiled to himself, 'Yes, that's how it should be.'

~O~

Naruto whined and threw his head back, "She fucking thought I'm some fucking homo!"

Sasuke smirked, "You've always been unlucky with women. What makes you think fortune is on your side on this one?"

Naruto cast a glance at Ethan who's been staring weirdly at the plate of greens Sasuke ordered for him. "I've been trying my best to restrain myself from accidentally punching her in the face again. I don't know if she's really just innocent or plain slow."

Sasuke scoffed as he crossed his arms and leaned back on his chair, "Funny how you have the balls to call someone slow. You're very slow yourself."

"I'm not even sure where she got that ridiculous information anyway." He buried his face on his hands and sighed heavily, "I just want to get to know her more. Her breast felt so soft and wonderful when I groped it. And she still wasn't convinced I'm straight."

Sasuke gaped, "You grope her beasts?"

Naruto grinned and nodded. "Lady Luck was on my side that time. I didn't even get a slap on the face."

"Must be a great achievement."

Naruto wagged his brows. "Don't tell Neji though. When he found out I punched Hinata in the face, he asked me if I wanna walk around the streets without my head on."

Sasuke grimaced, "You better back off. You can't deal with women like her."

"Actually I can. It's like wooing an Angel, and well, all I need is a permission from heaven." He frowned and stared at the way Ethan started stabbing his fork on the dish in front of him.

Ethan yelled, "Barney you!" and proceeded to murder the vegetables.

"Ethan, stop." Sasuke warned, starting to get irritated at his actions. Ethan didn't listen. Instead, he just glared up at Sasuke and lifted his chin on the other direction.

They both frowned. Somehow, after his short disappearance, Ethan started to act differently. He would suddenly yell, "Barney!" here and there and would do something that could be taken as "bitching around". It's hard to believe he learned all those from a loving and caring old couple.

"Hey, buddy." Naruto, stopped Ethan's arm and took the fork away, "Don't play with your food like that. Try it; I'm sure you'll like it." He grinned at the kid.

Ethan snatched his arm and yelled, "Die heartbreaker!"

Naruto and Sasuke blinked in surprise. They were both silent for a moment, before Naruto decided to ask, "Where did you learn that?"

Ethan just stared at him for a moment, and then he moved his gaze back to his food sighing heavily, "My stomach is really big."

Sasuke groaned, "Where did I ever go wrong with parenting?"

~O~

Neji sneaked inside his uncle's office and rummaged through his desk. It had been a torture to be always reminded of a certain act he would never do—like stealing a fiery red thong and cuddling with it.

He almost jumped when his phone vibrated in his pocket. He snatched it out and frowned at the sender and the ridiculous message.

The sweetness of ice cream,
Makes you want to scream.
But your eyes would only gleam,
When you see the girl of your dreams. ;)

Neji rolled his eyes, and dumped his phone back into his pocket. With Hanabi sick and in bed, she's got plenty of time to waste sending him encouragements about love and shit.

He had been pondering his uncle about the thong for a while now and he always dodged the topic. It infuriates Neji to the bones. He needed to return it to Tenten immediately before she embarrasses him further. "Damn you, Darkness." he muttered under his breath.

Neji finally caught sight of the thong. His eyes lit up in triumph and he grabbed it from the cabinet. You know that feeling when you've finally found the thing you've been looking for for a long time? Yes, yes. You jump, you rejoice and you kiss it. That's exactly what Neji did.

It wasn't long after he found out that Hiashi was already standing by the door with an unimaginable expression on his face. He looked at his nephew in disbelief as he shook his head ever so slightly, wondering where he went wrong with parenting as well.

~O~

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