Author's Note: Sorry it took longer than I had planned...way longer. It seems the fates don't want me to update on my promised times anymore...oh well, here's the next chapter.

Please let her mother answer. Please let her mother answer. Was all that Shikamaru could think as he banged on the door to Ino's home. He'd run as fast as his legs could take him, and he should have been grateful for just getting there with his precious cargo, but no, his greatest threat could be just beyond this door. Sure his fears may be unfounded, but hey, what if they weren't.

"Shikamaru what's-INO!" Shit. Ino's father was quick to scoop his daughter into his arms and bring her inside, leaving Shikamaru to follow. "What is the meaning of this!?" he demanded once Ino had been placed on the couch.

"...she's...um..." Shikamaru was, for once, at a loss for words and in desperate need of a smoke.

"Spit it out!"

"You do know it's mating season, right?" he finally started, noticing Ino stirring in her drug induced slumber. Her father shook his head, giving Shikamaru his undivided attention. "Well, she's...well...to put it simply...she's sending out very powerful pheromones, causing her immense pain and attracting a lot, a whole lot, of male demons."

"She seems fine now..." Ino began to arch as a weak wave of energy burst from her body, causing the glass to crack and for her to groan in slight pain.

"It looks like the drugs are wearing off...fast, and I don't have anymore, do you?"

"No, I'll get Tsunade."

"That won't help." Shit, shit, shit, shit, SHIT! "No one can." Shikamaru spat, I won't let anyone help her...no one but me. Shikamaru thought to himself, going to Ino's side and cradling her against his form.

"What do you mean?" Ino's father was becoming very suspicious of Shikamaru's behavior. "Why not?"

"Because I won't let them. Helping her requires..." Shikamaru couldn't finish, not because he feared for his life, but because if he did, he'd feel as if he'd be taking advantage of her.

"Requires what?" Yamanaka was becoming really pissed by Shikamaru's shady behavior. Ino moaned and arched against Shikamaru, consciousness returning at a painstakingly slow pace. It was finally starting to dawn onto him.

"I'm sorry." Shikamaru didn't know to whom he was apologizing to, Ino's father, or Ino herself, either way, he lifted her into his arms and began to walk to her room.

"No." Ino's father would have none of it.

"Take your pick, him, or one of them." Sakura barked, kicking the door down with her left foot followed by the rest of the Faeries and the non demonic nin. "Take your pick. 'Cause if not him, then I'll point out dozens of males that would gladly do it." Sakura continued, tossing Shikamaru a box without even breaking eye contact.

"Then drug her, anything is better that those options!"

"And risk her dying from an OD!? Look, the drugs given to her were designed specifically for those of demonic nature, the dosage is strong enough to kill the strongest of humans. She can't have anymore because her last dose was enough to knock her out in even her celestial form. Far more than she should be allowed to have within a month." Sakura made a shooing motion with her hand, having Shikamaru continue on his trek.

Ino's father couldn't counter that. Not even if he tried. Though he hated to admit it, Sakura was right. He turned, only to find that Shikamaru had already locked both Ino and himself in her room. "I need a drink."

"Come, why don't we...buy you that drink." Chouji and the Faeries offered, leading him out of the house and closing the door behind them, locking it and showering the house in seals.

"I'm not ready for this..." Yamanaka sighed for the umpteenth time, approaching his home and entering, albeit tiredly. They were still going at it...Yamanaka about faced and went back to the bar.

She was insatiable, not that he was complaining. Though, though it wasn't at the for front of his mind, in fact it was at the very back of his mind, he was taking a very big risk. He'd been forced to discard the condoms given to him by Sakura due to the fact that they did more harm than good. But like I said, it was at the very back of his mind...the very very back of his mind.

Every time his hands caressed her bare skin, she'd arch into his touch, encouraging him for more. Every time he kissed her, she'd smile and sigh. Every time he'd enter her she'd moan and mewl her approval. She no longer felt pain, only pleasure. She no longer asked for release, for it was readily given. Only her lust could not be slaked, but there was more there. Her eyes shone with such emotions, emotions like love and happiness, that made both their hearts soar.

It was only then, when he'd first kissed her did he know what he truly felt for her. He cared about her with all his heart and wanted to make her happy. He loved her, and he wanted to make sure that Ino knew that, he wanted her to know that it wasn't only her body that he was worshiping, but her spirit, her personality, her light, her fire, her, it was her.

Shikamaru would kiss her gently, teasing her until he'd get a reply. His touches would be feather soft as his hands roamed her sweat covered body. But, once they'd had their fill of gentle, all emotions were shown as their lips locked in passion. Forever in a duel for dominance.

But this time, this final time, he'd let her have all control. Her kisses were eager and demanding, making him more than happy to reply as she straddled his lap. He let her guide his hands where ever she wanted them, whether it be over her thighs, pressing against her core, traveling up her stomach, fondling her breasts, or cradling her neck. She was in complete control.

She guided him towards her entrance, more than ready for a repeat of their current activities. He then entered her slowly till he was completely inside her. Ino arched in pleasure, her pale golden hair reflecting the moonlight that filtered past the blinds beautifully.

Shikamaru rose up to meet her lips as they began to ride out their passions. Their was no slow in their pace. It was only fast, she didn't care for a long and slow love making this round, what she wanted was her final release, and that was what he'd give her.

"Ugh, someone get the name of the jutsu that hit me." Shikamaru grumbled as he slowly regained consciousness opening his eyes to find Ino sleeping blissfully in his arms "...someone get the name of that jutsu and hit me again with it." Ino chuckled, one eye opening to greet him. "Mornin'."

"Good morning...where's my hair tie..." Ino mumbled, taking things one step at a time so that she wouldn't be overwhelmed by all that had happened. Ino made a move to get up, placing her feet on the ground and standing.

The next thing she knew was that her ass was on the ground and Shikamaru was laughing at her.

"Laugh all you want you jerk." Ino growled playfully, picking up on of her many pillows off the ground and chucking it at his head. Bull's eye!

"Ha ha." Shikamaru managed to get up with a little more success and was able to walk over to her and help her up. "Why don't you get a new one, and possibly find me one." Shikamaru grinned, holding up a broken hair tie in one hand and ruffling his now loose hair with the other.

"Well...at least I know what happened to it." Ino blushed, scanning over their clothes. Hers were beyond repair and she didn't feel like she had enough strength to cross the room to get some new clothing. But she had to eat, her stomach simply demanded it.

"Here." Shikamaru held out a clean pair of Ino's underwear and his undershirt, one of the only article of clothing that had survived their...previous activities. Ino accepted them without a second thought, it hadn't even completely sunk in that she and Shikamaru had... acted like rabbits.

She dressed, watching Shikamaru pull on his boxers and pants, the pants hanging off his hips unbuttoned. The button was nowhere to be found. Ino blushed, slowly exiting the room, gods she hoped her dad was either asleep or not there. Please, oh please, oh please, oh please. Ino begged mentally, feeling a little queezy but otherwise okay.

"Ugh, someone get the name of the jutsu that hit me." was the first thing the two had heard. Ino's father didn't look so good at all. His face was almost literally green.

"Will you people stop taking my words." Sakura whined, walking out of the kitchen with Sasuke in tow. Sakura sighed as she passed Ino's father two aspirins and a tall glass of water. "Breakfast should be ready shortly." Sakura's eyes were soft as they scanned over both Ino and Shikamaru, but hardened soon after. This is not gonna be good.

It was mid afternoon when everything finally sunk in for Ino, and when it did she was a complete mess. Everyone was on overtime trying to keep her from going mad. One minute she'd be bawling her eyes out in shame, then she'd be ecstatic, then she'd be crying again. The only thing that was constant was that both Chouji and Shikamaru stayed by her side through the entire episode.

Worries and tensions grew as Ino suffered more and more stomach pains and morning sicknesses. And as the days grew worse and worse as the mating season went on, more and more troubles have been popping up. Neji was placed under house arrest by his family. Sasuke and Naruto were fighting desperately to stay separated. Sakura had been locked away in her home with Sasuke to keep the males away.

"How are you feeling?" Neji inquired, kneeling at the foot of the pond withing the Hyuuga compound. He had escaped his confinement room, again, in favor of checking up on Hinata. She had been left unguarded and was in threat of being taken by some crazed male demon that may have caught whiff of her.

"I'm fine, but you really should be getting back to your room, you know what could happen if chichiue finds you." Hinata's eyes glazed over with worry as she swam closer to the edge, trying to sense any of her family. Her chakra was of no use to her anyway. It had locked itself away as it got deeper into mating season. This put her at great risk.

"Not until I'm sure you're safe." Neji insisted, becoming overly protective of her with her lack of chakra.

"You should be more concerned about yourself, it's a miracle that you haven't been affected all that much." to her knowledge anyway. Neji practically lived under cold showers and with the loving companionship of cigarettes and alcohol, (don't ask how he got the stuff.).

"More than you think." was all that he'd admit. Doing a quick scan of his surroundings, Neji decided that it was safe enough to join her since the water may do him some good. Slowly, Neji slipped into the cool waters, clothes and all, with Hinata watching him curiously. "How you holding." Neji asked gently, swimming closer to her.

"Comes and goes." Hinata blushed, and that was all she was willing to admit. "Same with my legs." which was true, whether she was wet or dry, her legs would morph into a tail or vise versa.

"How about now?" Neji swam closer, his pants brushing against her tail. The water wasn't helping him, if anything it was adding fuel to the fire. Both their breaths mingled with one another's as they circled as if in some dance.

"More coming than going." Hinata sunk only briefly, but long enough for her to latch onto Neji as her legs took form. She blushed. It had only just occurred to her that she was, now, completely naked and in Neji's arms.

Neji hissed briefly, pulling Hinata closer to himself, almost desperate to feel her against himself as if that, and only that alone, would keep him in control of himself. "Hinata-sama, I..." he couldn't do it, he couldn't let her go, but he couldn't keep holding her either. His mind was a battle field between two emotions: his lust, and his concern. Would it really be that bad if he let go for a little while? Would she let him? And if she didn't, would he do it anyway? It was better to do something and ask for forgiveness then to ask and be denied, right? Neji didn't know what he was doing anymore, all he did know was that he still held her, and that his lips were pressed against Hinata's.

Neither of them knew when it happened, but they didn't stop. What was originally gentle, became hungry and needy.

Perfectly manicured nails scratched down Neji's back, just barely grazing his wings, making Neji growl and nibble on her lip softly. I should stop this...now. Neji did so, albeit reluctantly.

"Sorry, I guess I-" a twig snapped. Both turned to find their intruder. It was Hinata's father, Hiashi, and several of the sentry behind him as well as a member of the branch house. She had discovered them, and tattled.

Shit

knock knock knock

Who could that be at this hour? Kakashi thought, yawning as he pulled his mask up, but otherwise silent, walking over to the door and pulling it open a fraction before yanking it the rest of the way, no longer caring if he woke anyone else. "Neji?!"

Leaning against the door frame and painting it red was Neji, his blood cascading from open wounds, eyes, mouth, nose and ears. "...I...screwed up..." Neji collapsed soon after.

"Sakura! Sasuke!"

Bad news, yeah I know this was a short chapter, I'm sorry to say this, but I won't be able to make anymore promises pertaining to my fanfics, so you'll just have to wait like everyone else: in the dark as to when the next chapter goes up. I'm really sorry, but on the plus side, my site should be done eventually.