Rock Lee was fiddling with the bandages on his fingers with obvious nervousness. His mind was muddled with conflicting thoughts, and his heart was heavy with guilt and emotional turmoil.

Gai-sensei had just finished giving him a speech about youth and the proper way to treat women. And yet he found himself unable to find the motivation to continue with this farce.

The farce of this relationship he'd suddenly found himself in with the beautiful and strong Sakura Haruno. It had been two years now since the fateful day where Sakura had accepted his proposition for a date.

He'd been on cloud nine for so long that he hadn't even realized that Sakura didn't actually have feelings for him. They'd been on dates every other month, going on dinners, having picnics, and occasionally training together.

He'd watched her grow to love taijutsu as much as he did, along with her passion for medic ninjutsu under the apprenticeship of the fifth Hokage, Tsunade. He'd also watched as she sent love struck gazes to Sasuke Uchiha, who had been training under Orochimaru.

He always thought that as long as they went on dates, that she'd come to notice him instead. That those lingering gazes would eventually be turned on him as he did his best to move mountains for her.

It never did.

Lee looked down at his green outfit and pinched the fabric on his hips between his fingers. He knew he wasn't the epitome of handsome like Sasuke, and he never wanted to be. He'd always been proud of himself, and his looks.

He didn't have that typical face that society had decided was handsome, but he never had a problem with it. He had big eyes and thick lashes, though his eyebrows were painfully plucked and maintained now after Sakura threatened him last year. He had an average sized nose and curved lips, a smaller than average chin and a wide jaw. His hair was neatly trimmed into a bowl cut that he ceremoniously maintained every month, and comfy dark green training gear.

He had other clothes besides his training gear, but he hardly wore it since he usually spent all his free time training anyway. It wasn't like he could afford to do anything else when everyone else was leaving him in the dust. He hardly even had time for Sakura, but he always made sure he had one day of every month set aside, just for her.

Which brought him back to his nervousness.

Rock Lee wasn't sure if he wanted to see her anymore. He was beginning to feel guilty for letting her take him on dates when he knew she wouldn't ever have an interest in him like that. He was conflicted because he didn't know why she continued to do this to herself.

Until recently he had thought that maybe she was growing feelings for him and had just wanted to explore them and get to know who he was. And yet she never showed anything more than friendship towards him. Sometimes even less when he asked to hold hands or walk her home. (Punching him)

But she always said they were dating to anyone who asked.

Lee settled down into his bed and wondered if he should just use this day he'd set aside for Sakura on something else. He was already late to picking her up at her place anyway.

He knew he was being extremely unyouthful, but he just didn't want to go. He didn't want to go there and put all his effort into this relationship only to have her stare at other guys the way he wanted her to stare at him! He was tired of it!

He wasn't just some joke that people could laugh about. He didn't like hearing his peers telling their friends to 'not become like lee', while giving relationship advice. He didn't want his teammates trying to cheer him up by telling him to never give up. That Sakura would eventually see him for him! He didn't want Gai-sensei giving him stupid advice that never worked when it comes to girls that don't give a shit!

So today...maybe today Lee wasn't going to be so youthful.

He was going to hide. Unyouthfully, like a coward.

Rock Lee started by taking off his clothes. Ripping off the training bandages meant to reinforce his knuckles and wrists from sprains. He tore off the green training suit and the weights on his legs and began to dig through his clothes for the civilian outfits he'd bought but hardly ever wore.

There was a dark green cotton hoody with the leaf design on the back, a pair of black sweat pants he sometimes used for sleeping in, and black shinobi sandals. He then went into the bathroom and washed out the gel from his hair and shook his head dry.

He didn't bother to brush it, people would notice him if he had his signature hairstyle that he always spent thirty minutes every morning on.

With his identity thoroughly hidden with civilian clothes and messy hair, Rock Lee lifted up his hood, shoved his scarred hands into his pockets and walked out, his head down and his back slouched in a lazy unyouthful walk he copied from Gai-sensei's eternal rival.

And Rock Lee was a ninja.

Just because he liked flashy taijutsu moves and fighting out in the open with a fair and square attitude didn't mean he didn't know how to be a ninja. He was good at stealth and hiding in plain sight. He knew how to infiltrate and he was good at reading people and keeping mission clients happy. He wasn't just 'some meat shield' fighter who didn't 'know how to think' about anything but youth.

No one would ever recognize him as a ninja from his chakra reserves. If they watched closely they could tell he was something more by his silent footfalls, or how every move he made was controlled and dangerous.

However, no one watched him.

Without his outfit and hairstyle, Lee was completely unrecognizable, unnoticed. He was also obviously angry. People avoided the glare he sent towards anyone who looked at him for a second to long, and moved out of his way when they saw he wasn't about to make way for anyone else.

He hasn't been angry in a long time. Not since he was young and had been training nonstop without proper guidance because he was bullied for being chakraless.

He was angry now. He was angry with Sakura, angry with his team mates and Gai-sensei, angry with the people who used him as an example for relationship advice, angry at people in general for not seeing him as more than a joke! He worked hard on everything he ever did! Everything! He did everything he could and took in all advice he could to make Sakura happy. He trained harder than ever to make up for the day he set aside for her, and looked forward to that day.

All for naught. All for Sakura to use him as some kind of jealousy tool to get Sasuke's attention!

So for today, Rock Lee abandoned his youth and looked for something unyouthful to do. He searched through his brain for things his sensei had described to be unyouthful and vowed to try and do everything on that list.

Asuma was terribly unyouthful when he smoked. So Lee took a turn down a street and made his way to the nearest convenience store to buy a pack of smokes. Flashing his headband from his pocket as ID at the till.

He stepped out of the store with his new pack and a lighter and put a cigarette to his lips, lighting it with a flicker of flame and breathing in the smoke as if he'd needed it. The smoke escaped from his nose as he continued walking without a destination in mind just yet.

After taking a drag every few seconds, Lee thought about another thing Sensei had determined was unyouthful. It was something he had believed in too, and had worked hard to never become it.

Lazy.

Lee felt himself shiver a little at the slight anticipation he felt for doing something so against his way of life. His morals.

He wasn't entirely sure where to start, but he decided he knew someone who knew everything about being lazy. Someone he used to avoid due to the fear of becoming infected by such 'unyouthfullness'. He was a year younger than him, and one of Naruto's friends. A member of the Konoha twelve, and an unparalleled genius. One that didn't bother with the potential he had and took every moment he could to lay down and watch the clouds.

Rock Lee bit into his cigarette a little, and hopped up onto the roof to make it to one of the many places he'd seen the boy lazing around. He sped through eight different places within five minutes, before finally finding the boy lying down on top of a water basin nearby the Nara compound.

Lee battered down his nervousness and slight anxiety at the sight of the boy doing everything he once hated.

Absolutely fuck all.

Somehow it pissed him off a little more. Reminded him of all the effort he put into getting Sakura's attentions and being led on only to be punched as soon as he even attempted anything remotely romantic.

He loved her fiery attitude and strength, he looked up to her for breaking out of her weakness, he loved the way she fought and her spiteful words to anyone who did anything wrong to her. Oh he wanted to see her and have her look at him the way she looked at Sasuke.

It would never happen.

Youth failed him in his quest for the love he craved from the woman he admired so much.

So Lee jumped onto the water basin, and Shikamaru looked up at him through half lidded eyes lazily.

"Troublesome." He muttered as he slowly sat up to study him with a calculating gaze. "Lee." He recognized dully.

"Shikamaru." Lee responded as he slowly pulled out another cigarette and lit it up. He then went to sit down beside the boy and sucked on the stick with a slouch.

Shikamaru studied him a moment longer before he grew deceptively disinterested and laid back down. Yet, his gaze never moved away from Lee. He was drinking in this stark contrast because he knew by tomorrow that things would go back to normal. Lee wasn't one to let anything keep him down for long. Everyone knew that.

But what a difference, to see him as he was. To see the opposite of who Lee usually is. Sitting here beside him, smoking.

Lee was slouching, he was wearing a sweater he could almost swim in and black pants that looked extremely good on the thin boy. His face was scrunched up into a cute scowl and his curved lips sucking on the cigarette looked absolutely adorable.

And Shikamaru was currently going through the troublesome effects of puberty. It didn't help that he'd been reading Severus-sama's books. Those damn books put thoughts into his head that he never would have ever considered before. He was looking at everyone with a lazy leer, male or female, but because it was Shikamaru no one actually noticed. Would anyone believe that the lazy Nara boy was looking at you and dressing you down with his eyes? Most would assume he was just being his usual calculating self.

"So this is you when you've snapped." Shikamaru drawled as he reached a hand out and took the cigarette from Lee's scarred fingers. Shikamaru felt a small smile tug on his lips when their fingers brushed.

Lee didn't object, he just lit another one and watched as Shikamaru took an experimental drag. When Shikamaru coughed out the smoke, Lee smirked and took a long drag of his own smoke and blew it into his face unyouthfully.

He was showing off a little.

Shikamaru blew away the smoke and scowled before trying another drag, accepting Lee's taunt and blowing his own smoky breath onto Lee's face.

Lee pouted a little, but once more took a drag and moved closer to Shikamaru to blow another puff of a toxic unyouthful air into the lazy boy's face.

Shikamaru was lazy, and he didn't give a shit about flirting or anything like that. He was just horny, and Lee had just happened to come unwittingly closer to the boy that was currently suffering the throws of puberty.

Shikamaru didn't have any qualms against what he was about to do. He didn't know Lee, and Lee didn't know him. If he got rejected then it wasn't any skin off his back. And who would believe it if Lee went running saying that the lazy Nara boy kissed him? At least, those were the thoughts going through the mind of Shikamaru.

Lee picked a bad day to taunt the shadow nin, or a good day. Depending on how you looked at it.

Lee has no idea of the horny thoughts going through the lazy boys mind. He just wanted to do things that Sensei told him were wrong.

That mix led to something neither of them would have ever expected. Something that wouldn't have happened if Sakura had never kept her word to herself and said yes to Lee because of a bet she'd made in the chunin exams nearly three years ago. Something that would have never happened if Severus had never come into their universe.

Shikamaru snatched the front of Lee's sweater and pulled him down, he met his lips with Lee's and experienced his first kiss. In the laziest, most unromantic way possible.

Lee was stunned, but not completely unresponsive.

His mind whirled a mile a minute before he decided this was extremely unyouthful. Kissing someone you barely knew, cheating on your girlfriend, and giving in to urges he'd held back through training alone. Being with a boy...especially when Sensei had once went on and on about youthful grandchildren.

Lee didn't know how to kiss, but he'd always been a genius when it came to skills of the body. So he copied Shikamaru's movements, catching on quickly and accepting the completely random, out of left field act of affection with ease. Both of their burning cigarettes were discarded over the edge of the water basin.

His mind was roaring at him to stop this.

That it was wrong to do this with someone else when he was still in a relationship. Telling him that he was being the most unyouthful person ever!

He blocked those thoughts off and adjusted himself so he'd be straddling the boy between his legs.

Lee knew it was unyouthful to be so forward with someone he had no feelings with, in public no less. But with the warring thoughts in his head blocked off with the anger of his frustrations at having his heartfelt confessions rejected by the woman he loved, he suddenly no longer cared.

The kissing quickly evolved to full out tongue play, his body heating up from the tingling feeling of his lips being sucked between the shadow nins own.

Somewhere in the back of his head he could hear Gai-sensei telling him to stop this unyouthful show and go talk to Sakura properly.

So he rutted shamelessly against the growing bulge in Shikamaru's pants and flicked out his tongue against Shikamaru's dry lips and revelled in his own indecency and infidelity. Shikamaru groaned against his lips, far too lazy to move somewhere less private as he ran his fingers underneath Lee's sweater to touch warm flesh.

Lee shivered at the touches and broke the kiss to let out a low growl before attacking the boys neck and sucking on the flesh. His own hands gripped the waist beneath him as he ground himself against Shikamaru.

Shikamaru gasped out a breath at the intensity of it all, his genius mind calculating what he could do to Lee while he was so obviously heart broken. He wondered at methods he could use to get himself buried hilt deep in Lee's ass. Or the other way around. Those fucking books had gotten him all excited, and eager to experience the situations the main characters went through on a daily basis.

He was eager to try anything to get rid of these troublesome instincts. If he went all out right now against someone so willing, would he be able to satisfy himself enough to stop his body from craving such troublesome things?

He couldn't make a proper educated conclusion, or..he didn't want to stop after realizing he was most likely going to crave Lee specifically after today. And he knew that after today, that this may never happen again.

So he reached up to tweak nipples, and breathed harshly against Lee's ear to show his approval at Lee's grinding hips. "Lee.." his voice was husky as he reached between them and freed both of their erections before pumping them both against each other.

"Are you sure you wanna do this?" Shikamaru breathed as his fingers worked over flesh. He needed to make sure it was okay. If he was okay with possibly hurting Shikamaru with this moment of weakness. Not that he'd ever voice how conflicted he actually was about this.

"I don't give a fuck-just don't stop." Lee responded almost angrily before he bit into Shikamaru's shoulder, marking him without thinking twice about it.

It'll leave a scar, and his memory into Shikamaru's body. He wanted to leave his mark, because even he knew this wasn't going to happen again. He didn't care.

He was being unyouthful right now, and one night stands were at the top of Sensei's list.

"Bastard." Shikamaru hissed at the pain, but didn't reject it. Instead he pumped them faster, making their previously untouched cocks wet with pre-cum.

Lee almost laughed at the matched anger, pleased that at least, someone could look at him like that. Even if it was for one day.

Shikamaru was already seeing how this was going to end. He could already see what would happen after they finished and he wasn't eager to experience it. It was going to be even more troublesome.

It was going to hurt. If not Lee, then Shikamaru. It was his first time, and from his understanding, the first sexual experience is never forgotten.

Lee suddenly growled when Shikamaru took away his hands just when he was about to burst, and Shikamaru returned the growl with one of his own.

Fuck it. He wasn't going to stop even if his mind was complaining about the annoyance this would eventually cause. What was he even gonna do? Tell Lee to fuck off?

That sounded even worse. Especially when Lee was obviously hurting already. Shikamaru would just have to deal with whatever happens and enjoy this for now as much as possible.

He pushed against Lee and shoved him onto his back, something he never would have been able to do if Lee had wanted to fight against it.

Lee took it, and watched with a lust filled gaze as Shikamaru moved between his legs and hooked his fingers into the rim of Lee's pants before bringing them down to his ankles. Lee kicked them off completely and spread his legs so Shikamaru could come closer.

He was being kissed again, and his weeping cock was being touched once more by the shadow nin's dextrous fingers.

Lee didn't fuss as he suddenly got a mouthful of fingers. He took the abuse and sucked on the fingers, soaking them with his tongue.

Shikamaru stared at the lewd Lee beneath him with his lips stuck in permanent frown. Fuck, he was hot like that. His doll like eyes never once leaving his own as the both of them communicated through looks alone.

He took his fingers back and roughly shoved them into Lee's ass, and swore when Lee suddenly came on his shirt. "Fuck."

Lee hissed at the pain in his rear and wondered when he'd had a kink like that. He didn't know that by having fingers shoved into him like that, he'd suddenly lose it. (He'd never read Severus' books) He head fell back with a light thud as he moaned and enjoyed the fingers slipping in and out of him.

Shikamaru licked his lips and used his other hand to bring his own pants down to his knees. Freeing himself completely so he could touch himself to the sight of Lee being fingered by his hand.

He briefly wondered if he was dreaming. Of course he wasn't..but maybe he could pretend it was one of those countless wet dreams he'd been recently waking up to. Was this actually really happening right now? No, it's a dream, obviously.

Shikamaru nodded to himself and stuck out his tongue in concentration. He focused on keeping his mind blank as he twisted and scissored his fingers inside Lee's tight heat.

When the wet feeling slowly turned dry Lee quickly sat up and spit on Shikamaru's hand.

"Troublesome bastard." Shikamaru grumbled as he slipped his fingers out and used the spit as Lee intended.

Lee purred in approval, his dick twitching and hard all over again with a vengeance as he leaned back on his elbows and watched eagerly as Shikamaru used his other hand to jack himself off. He was biting his lip and anticipating what would happen next. He felt as if he knew what Shikamaru was planning, and he was incredibly curious to see if it would work.

Could he be fucked like a girl?

It seemed incredibly unyouthful. It wasn't on Sensei's list, but he was certain if he had ever brought it up, it would probably be added to it.

Not that he ever would bring it up.

Lee just spread his legs further, his flexibility coming in handy as Shikamaru took out his fingers and gripped the back of Lee's leg to position himself at his entrance.

"You're too damn tight.." Shikamaru complained as he slowly squeezed his dick into Lee's hole. Lee only nodded as he bit his lip and endured the harsh feeling of Shikamaru's intrusion. He let out huffs of breath and gasps when Shikamaru finally entered him completely.

Shikamaru leaned over him and brought his hands to cradle Lee's face in something far too intimate for a one time thing. Lee stared into those glaring eyes and glared right back, before quickly closing them shut when he was kissed once more with heated gentleness. Lee felt himself grow confused and unsure as he matched that gentleness.

He quickly came to realize that maybe this was an incredibly terrible idea. Shikamaru easily picked up on Lee's hesitance and laughed under his breath. "Too late to back out now Lee, you made your bed"

Lee gasped when Shikamaru thrust into him harshly, his ass so incredibly full and hurting from the dryness. "Haahhh...". Lee breathed as he looked up into the midday sky, his eyes focusing on a particularly fluffy cloud as he endured the way Shikamaru thrusted into him over and over again. He couldn't hold back the sounds he didn't know he could make as his brain was fucked out of him.

Somehow it started feeling amazing and Lee was almost screaming before Shikamaru brought a hand up to cover his mouth.

"Shut up.." Shikamaru groaned into Lee's neck as he squeezed his eyes shut and focused on the feeling of his cock being engulfed so sweetly.

Lee was moaning into his palm, his body shivering and shaking from being pounded into the metal beneath him. "Least..it's a fucking.. good bed.." Lee choked out between thrusts.

Shikamaru startled a little at that as he felt his stomach flutter with embarrassment. "S-Shut up.." He stuttered as he buried his face into Lee's neck, hiding the warmth heating up his cheeks.

Lee was also blushing as he held on to Shikamaru's shoulders tightly, his bottom lip between his teeth as he closed his eyes and tried to hold back the moans begging to escape his throat. He could already feel how close he was again, and he didn't want to let his embarrassment stop them from continuing and finishing.

Suddenly Shikamaru was digging his teeth into Lee's shoulder, biting through the cloth of his sweater into his flesh. Lee gasped as he suddenly lost his composure and came. The pain in his shoulder suddenly taking focus as he realized he'd just been marked.

His stomach was a jumbled mess of nerves as he hissed out Shikamaru's name in the wake of his orgasm. Shikamaru's cock was pulsing from his own release as they stopped moving and just focused on the feeling of it all.

Lee was being held in Shikamaru's arms, not even trying to make a move to back away even after seconds began to tick into minutes.

Shikamaru was just incredibly shocked at himself. His actions coming back to him as he realized how much his teenage hormones had controlled him. And here he was, still half hard after releasing his seed in Rock Lee's ass.

Lee gently pushed at Shikamaru's chest and gulped at the mess they'd made of each other. "That was a little more youthful than I intended.." Lee huffed out with a lazy drawl.

Shikamaru jolted at the sound of his voice and stiffened. "Fucking...troublesome"

"Your the one who started it!" Lee said defensively as he gingerly pulled himself off of Shikamaru's twitching cock. He looked around for his sweat pants and blinked when he noticed they were gone.

They probably fell off the edge into the traffic of civilians below. Who had most likely seen everything they'd done.

Lee realized then that he'd probably fucked up.