Author Note: This is a funny chapter. We get Sasuke and Naruto dragged in now. Soon to be Gaara and Lee also. Lee's wicked weird, wait until you see what I've done to him. LOL

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING. If I did… I wouldn't be rping about this and I would just draw it up instead. LOL

Chapter 2: Playing Games

Chouji could feel Shikamaru's hands working as he rolled his tongue around in the others mouth, along teeth and gums. He briefly pushed against Shika's tongue, taking it into his mouth and sucking on it lightly.

A deep guttural moan from deep within Shika's throat made itself known, getting lost somewhere within Chouji in his blessed disturbingly skilled mouth. Shikamaru pushed his body even closer to that of Chouji's, his hands clenching almost painfully in his hair.

Chouji broke the kiss, putting his trembling hands on Shika's chest. "Sh-Shika..." He said in a meek voice. Clearly confused by his own actions. A very large blush spread across his cheeks as he looked down at his hands.

Damn the necessity to breathe. But Chouji looked so damn lovable with his face all flushed red, and his hands resting on Shikamaru's chest like that... Shika almost didn't hear his name coming from the well-kissed lips. He was too busy trying to get his train of thoughts back to something that didn't resemble those of a horny teenager who just shared a mind-blowing kiss with his best friend/crush. Even if he was one.
"Chouji..." Why on earth was he looking down?

Chouji looked at Shika's face, a blush still there, lingering. He could barely even find the words he wanted to use to describe what he needed to tell the other person. His hands began to slowly descend on the other, going down his body at a slow place, unsure of himself almost.
"I-I... Well..." Chouji managed to say, now staring into Shikamaru's eyes, hands still going lower on the other boy.

Warning... No like, no read. They have fun now.

Shikamaru's breath hitched at the gentle touch of Chouji's hands slowly making their way down his (fully clothed mind you) torso. He was pretty sure he made some sort of noise, maybe it was a whimper or maybe he laughed--he didn't know. (He hoped he hadn't whimpered, what kind of man did that? I mean, honestly...)
Shika's eyes were locked with Chouji's, he was slowly but surely sinking into them. He was also well aware of just how loud his breathing had become. "C-Chouji..."

Chouji's breath was very heavy and shallow at the moment also. His heart was running a marathon even though he was laying down. His hands came to rest on Shikamaru's thighs. His fingers push into the skin, massaging it lightly as he stared up at the other shinobi with a pleased look.
"Any questions?" He asked Shika with a small smirk, wanting the mood to be more care-free at the moment.

Shikamaru gazed down into the face of the devil himself. That is, if the devil was a manipulative teenager with swirls on his cheeks, a great kisser and bloody-fucking-hell had skilled hands. He was trembling ever so slightly, a single bead of sweat making its way just past his eye. "S-shut up," Shika scowled, eyes narrowed just that little bit. If he dared to even think about stopping, Shika would have to kill him...

Confusion crossed Chouji's face before he took on a knowing smirk instead. It was going to be fun to torture Shikamaru. For the other was apparently not ready to stop and Chouji had already studied up on ways to please the other boy.
"Fine... I'll make sure you don't 'shut-up' though..." Chouji said with a smirk and his hands traveled to Shika's inner thighs, now with a light and teasing touch.

Did he say he was trembling only slightly before? Scratch that, rip it to pieces, and throw it out the window. Shika was shaking now, that single bead of sweat having been followed by more. Shikamaru gulped audibly from both what Chouji had said, and what he was doing. His hands, which had found themselves resting on Chouji's chest, clenched, bunching up the other's shirt.

One of Chouji's hands soon found the waistband to Shikamaru's pants as he stared up at the other boy. He wasn't sure if this was the action they should be doing at the moment. For one thing, they where both new to this, or at least Chouji was. Well, except for his readings...
"You sure about this, Shika...?" Chouji asked, a little concern leaking into his voice. He didn't want to hurt Shika in any way.

Shika wasn't sure. He was, in a sense, but at the same time wasn't. There was the fact that anybody could find them, and it would be really troublesome to explain things as it were... But then that made it that more exciting. But, he was new to this--very new. Aside from that one book that Naruto had forced him to read, Shika was clueless to this stuff.
Shika breathed in a shaky breath, nodded once, and then said, "I'm sure, idiot." And no, his voice did NOT waver halfway through that!

Chouji sighed as he then let his other hand wonder up to Shika's waist band to join his other. If Shika was going to continue to call him names... Then Chouji would be forced to take the seme.
Chouji's hands pulled down the pants from the front, over Shika himself. Chouji went at a slow pace, happily taking his time with the very shivery Shikamaru.

Shikamaru found himself blushing once again, something that he deeply hated. His lips had formed something that could have been a scowl, if his mouth hadn't opened just enough to let out such a sudden breath that it could have been a gasp. Damn, Chouji was such a damn tease. And Shika was suddenly very extremely aware that he was very over-heated.

Chouji's own body was already fully aroused as he gripped Shika's arousal lightly in his left hand, the boys' undergarments still on at the moment. Chouji's right hand went to his own face, licking as he covered it with a layer of saliva. A small smirk was on his face as he stared up at Shika's expression.

Oh. My. 'Fucking'. God! Shikamaru was trembling like a leaf, each breath coming shakily between his teeth. His eyes were clouded over, lids lowered blissfully. Pleasure flowed throughout his body; it felt like his body was on fire.
"Ch-Chouji," Shika moaned, his voice husky.

Chouji's left hand pulled down Shikamaru's undergarments as he swiftly changed their position. For one thing: Chouji wanted to be on top. The other was: better access to Shika. At this, Chouji pulled his left hand out and guided Shika to the ground, letting Shika's legs dangle by Chouji's sides.
Chouji put his weight on his knees as he then put his right hand around Shika's length. It was coated in his saliva and slipped up and down Shika's member smoothly.

Shikamaru bucked, his back arching up off the bench. "Unh," was all that came from his mouth, which had fallen open in bliss.

Chouji's mouth found Shika's neck as his hand jerked the other off at a slower pace, speeding up as it continued. His left hand braced the ground as he continued his head downwards.
Chouji's tongue traced Shika's curves as it traveled past the other boys' shirt and to his navel hair. Chouji twirled his tongue in the hair, his hands movements slowing as he then lifted his head to look at Shikamaru, asking for permission to take the boy into his mouth.

Shika pushed himself up, supporting himself with his elbows. He looked down at his fried through lust-clouded eyes, panting from Chouji's... performance. When he saw where Chouji's head was, his throat suddenly felt dry, though it wasn't an unpleasant kind. He nodded feverishly.

Chouji smiled at Shika's shake of the head as he let his tongue escaped his mouth and licked the tip of Shikamaru's length, sliding into the slit. He then put about an inch into his mouth and sucked on it lightly, watching Shika's face.

Shika was in complete ecstasy, watching entrapped as Chouji took him in little by little. Watching and sweating, and withering with need. All he was aware of was Chouji's hot mouth and fucking god, what a mouth it was.

Chouji opened his mouth more, taking the length of Shika as far into his mouth as possible before slowly pulling off and swirling his tongue around it, sucking and nibbling lightly.
He licked the head again before bobbing his head, his right hand massaging Shikamaru's sack.

Shikamaru moaned desperately, his hands fisting themselves into Chouji's hair. He bucked again, trying desperately to feel more of that delightful heat. Oh god, the heat, that mouth, that tongue! He about lost it when Chouji started massaging his sack, his eyes rolling back and his elbows giving out so that he fell back to lie on his back. "Nngh, Chou..."

Chouji's eyes closed as his left hand held down Shika's hips as he nibbled a little more. His head went up and down faster, bobbing and swerving, never tiring. His right hand squeezed at Shika's balls once more as Chouji moaned, sending the vibrations through Shika's arousal.

That did it. Shika cried out as he was overcome by the sensations, body becoming rigid and vision overtaken by white sparks as he released his seed into Chouji's mouth. Gasping for air, body coated with sweat, he smiled crookedly at his best friend. "T-th...that..."

Chouji bent his head still, lapping all of Shika's essence up, swallowing it happily. He looked up at Shika with a smirk.
"That- what...?" Chouji asked, clearly pleased with himself as he sat back and began to stroke himself through his pants lightly, still staring at Shikamaru.

Having caught back most of breath, Shikamaru did the only thing he could do. Assaulted Chouji's lips with a bruising kiss, plunging his tongue deep into the others throat, tasting himself. His hands, though, had gone to where Chouji's own had been at work, one pushing that hand out of the way, the other taking up its job. Breaking the kiss, he leaned his forehead against Chouji's--"That was the greatest thing ever."

Chouji could feel his face blow up in a blush. is heart rate speeding up and his breathing coming out in gasps at the sensations.
"Ah-Ah-..." Chouji managed to say as a reply before his eyes closed and he leaned back on his elbows.

Shikamaru, no longer clueless to this stuff, grasped Chouji's still fully-clothed erection, leaning down to nibble non-too-gently on Chouji's neck. He suckled on the hollow where shoulder met neck, hand moving up and down the covered shaft fluidly.

Chouji moaned out Shika's name as he felt the bites and pumping of himself from the other boy. His eyes closed dreamily as he let himself be swept away by the feelings.
A long gasp echoed out from behind Shika's back. A very surprised and confused looking Naruto staring at them with a gaped mouth.

Shikamaru froze, hand mid-pump, teeth gently biting and pants still down from the before-hand events. 'Of all the things to happen, of all the damned people--this is so annoying!'
Shikamaru had the graze to blush as he scowled.

Okay... it's safe... For now.

Naruto stood there staring at them as he couldn't help the smirk tugging at the side of his mouth. He soon blew up in fits of laughter as Chouji looked at Naruto like he was mad. And in deed Naruto was at the moment, rolling around on the ground in pure mirth.

Shikamaru took Naruto's moment of hysteria (was the boy completely mental!) to tug up his pants again, hoping and praying the damned idiot didn't see him. "Such a pain in the ass," he grumbled to himself, loud enough for Chouji to hear, as he shakily pushed himself back so that he sat on his butt. It just couldn't get wor-
"What's the dobe laughing so hard at?" a cold and way to familiar voice asked, this time from the actual stairs that led to the beloved cloud-watching-spot-that-belonged-to-Shika-and-Chou-ONLY-dammit!
Shikamaru sighed and rested his head in one of his hands. 'Goddammit...'

Naruto sprung up at the insult and pointed an accusing finger at Sasuke, "Shut up-" Naruto sat back in thought, trying to think of a name to call Sasuke.
Then it struck him, the image of Shikamaru and Chouji on the ground and Naruto turned to stare at them with a wide smirk on his face.

"I promise I won't tell." He sang out happily. Chouji gave a sigh as Naruto continued. "As long as I get to watch again next time. Your little match was fun and inspiring." Naruto said matter-of-factly. Chouji stared at him and then whispered to Shika. "Does he realized what he just said...?"

Shikamaru about choked on his breath as he gawked at the vibrant ball of energy and idiocy that was Uzumaki Naruto. He whispered back to Chouji, "Who knows, what an idiot..."

Sasuke, having been very bored as of late, found himself rather interested. Shikamaru "lazy ass", and Chouji "fat ass", sparring? Che, and at such a strange training-area...and why the hell would Naruto want to watch them? It couldn't be that interesting; "Dobe, what are you talking about?"

Naruto glared at Sasuke again before just letting it drop. "It's none of your business... Bimbo..." Naruto said and folded his arms in an angry jester, plopping himself on the ground.

"So..." Said Naruto as his gaze turned back to Shika and Chouji. "Who won...?" He winked at the and held back a laughing fit, now shaking with glee instead. "I did..." Chouji said with a small smirk that was directed towards Shikamaru.

Sasuke's eye twitched threateningly, his hands clenching into fists, eyes flashing red in anger. Of course, they instantly reseeded back to onyx, but still. The idiot had called him a bimbo! Oh, there would be hell to pay. Later. Sasuke found this conversation the tad-bit slightest sort of interesting...well, it's not like he had anything better to do anyway.

Shika, meanwhile, was sputtering indignantly and blushing beet red. Not to mention pouting. Hey, wait, no, he didn't pout, girls and children pouted, not men! He was simply glowering at the gleefully shaking blond, and muttering under his breath about the boy he was sitting next to. He crossed his arms over his stomach and leaned back against the bench, "Stupid... annoying... frikken idiot..."

Naruto stared at Shikamaru's rude voice before thinking back to what he had seen. He really didn't see all that much. Just Chouji swallowing Shika's stuff... And then switching positions. Well... At least he thought he didn't see that much. At first, when he saw them he was beyond shock and just stood there to the side, hiding from them, and then, seeing Shikamaru get on top, Naruto began to find this amusing and thought it would be nice if he walked in on them.

"Hey..." Naruto said towards Chouji, now staring at him with a large smirk. "Could you teach me those moves you used on Shikamaru...? They looked really good..." Naruto smiled at him innocently as Chouji looked like he was about to feint.

...Ninja's killed each other all the time. Sure, it was considered a huge crime to murder ones own teammates, or in this case, fellow Leaf-nin, but still. Naruto couldn't be missed all that much...except by Sasuke, Gaara, Hinata, Neji, Kiba was a likely candidate too... Iruka, Kakashi, Sakura...okay, killing the blond wouldn't be such a great idea. And he didn't feel likely getting up to go hit home, nor did he want to bother wasting chakra on the idiot... so glaring daggers would have to do. And that's exactly what Shikamaru did.

Sasuke, on the other hand, was intrigued. What in the hell had Chouji done to Shikamaru that was so impressive that the idiot would bother asking them to be taught to him? He stared at the three of them questioningly, making his way from the comfort of the stairs to stand aloof-ly in the empty space a bit off to Naruto's right. Normally, he wouldn't have said anything...but today he did. "What did you do to him that was so impressive, Akimichi?"

Chouji's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he went to stare at Sasuke like he was a two headed chicken. "I-I-I-I- Well... We... And I..." Was all that the boy could spit out before Naruto fell over laughing again.

Naruto's hands where wrapped around his sides as he flopped about on the floor. He sighed as he lay on his back, a silly grin on his face. "It was just a... Funny move Sasuke... That's all..." Naruto said this to Sasuke like he was floating on air at the moment and couldn't get enough. Naruto's head turned towards Shikamaru. "It was a good move... Wasn't it 'Shika'?" Naruto said in a slight mocking voice.

"Ke," was Shikamaru's reply, his hands tightening their grip on his elbows. Hell yeah it was a good move; it made him suspicious of where Chouji had gotten it. But it's not like he was going to tell Naruto that. The sudden flushing of cheeks, no matter how pale or bright that flush was, kinda gave him away though. He could see Chouji smirking.

Sasuke cocked a brow at Naruto, frowning thoughtfully. He hadn't really been paying attention to Shikamaru, else he'd have been more curious, to say the least. However, he was more enraptured by the blond, wondering why he meant by a "funny move". Knowing Naruto, that could be anything. "Funny as in 'haha', or funny as in your stupid 'sexy no jutsu' technique?"

Naruto looked towards Sasuke angrily. "I don't know... Its kinda like my 'sexy no jutsu'... right Shikamaru...?"

Chouji happily went to stand, but was suddenly forced to the ground by an angry Naruto. "And where are you going...? To the bathroom?" Naruto said with an overly large smirk on his face. Chouji glared at him before sitting back again. "No... Just wanted to stretch my legs. But if my mother tells me not to... I wont." Chouji growled out at Naruto as Naruto growled and glared back at Chouji.

Shikamaru took the moment to snicker at Chouji's predictive, promptly being dragged into the glaring war by Chouji shifting his to him...even if it was accompanied by a rather sadistic smirk. He raised his hands in defense, "Oi, I didn't do anything". 'At least, I don't really think I did'

Sasuke's eye twitched once again at being brushed off so easily. Instead of lunging at the other boy, though, he opted to calmly walk over to the bench and take a seat. He watched seemingly dis-interested as Chouji and Naruto glared at each other. Honestly, he'd probably be less bored talking with Neji or Shino..."Oi."

Naruto sighed deeply as he turned from them and stood, walking towards the stairs. Chouji glared at Naruto's back. "And where are you going you lump?" Naruto stalled in his steps and slowly turned to Chouji. "What did you just say...?"

Chouji glared at Naruto even more. "Where-Are-You-Going?" Chouji said angrily. That's when Naruto pounced.
Naruto landed on Chouji as Chouji was promptly pushed into Shikamaru. Naruto took Chouji's scarf in his hands, Chouji was leaning onto Shika, and shook him roughly. "WHAT DO YOU THINK I AM? SOME WOOSY? I WANT TO FIGHT YOU RIGHT NOW. COME ON!" Naruto has gone mad. Chouji stared at him with wide eyes before nudging Shika with his elbow.

End Chapter

AN: Sorry this chapter was so short… The next one will be longer and have more in it… more interesting things… LOL