uh...wow. I feel so loved! Thuganks to all these great reviews! And thanks again to Arie Date for her great help!

note to Forcers: I'm aware it got a bit confusing. Forcers are cops. You know, the Force is the police Force and blah. °sweatdrops° heh. Sounds a bit Star-Wars now that I think about , but...

As for why Gaara got arrested...°cackles°...maybe for raping Naruto? nononono, dat was a joke. forget about dat. °looks mysterious° All will be revealed when the time is right...

Munchies and soft drinks will be handed out to all who attend the show AND review. No ramen for the ones who don't give feedback.

No, Naruto doesn't belong to me. And you should all be glad about that, because if he did, there'd be no series. I'd keep him ALL TO MYSELF!°laughs insanely°

well, then sit back and...do whatever you do.

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Whore Street

Shikamaru grimaced inwardly. Did they always have to be so loud? It was damn troublesome. He shifted on his blanket-bed and tried to muffle the noise with his pillow. It didn't help much.

"Answer me, dobe!" Sasuke sure had something up his ass today. Shikamaru didn't mind him using Naruto as a stress-relief, but couldn't they be a bit quieter about it? He snorted softly as the absurdity of that thought became clear. Naruto and Sasuke? Be quiet during a fight? Pah.

Sasuke wasn't actually that loud, but his hissing and snarling and whatnot easily got annoying. Naruto...

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, TEME! CAN'T YOU LEAVE IT WELL ENOUGH ALONE NOW? THIS IS THE THIRD FUCKING TIME YOU'VE STARTED ON IT!"

...well, that spoke for itself, didn't it?

Shikamaru glanced over at the two. Naruto was actually off the mattress, which was pretty rare unless he was getting ready to go somewhere, standing with his arms crossed and his eyes narrowed to sapphire slits. He must have just gotten up or something, because Sasuke was still sitting down.

The black-haired boy was smoking -- when didn't he? -- and leaning on one raised knee. He glared up at Naruto, and hissed -- Shikamaru resisted the urge to roll his eyes; was he a snake or what the fuck was his problem?--, "Well, shit, what do you want me to do, dobe? Say oh great, Naruto's got a new friend? He got out of lasercuffs, dammit! And you can't truthfully tell me that you think he's okay up here...his eyes were on you fucking long enough for you to notice that he's not."

Naruto threw his hands up in the air. It was troublesome and annoying, but Shikamaru was pretty sure that, in his position, he would've done exactly the same. Not that he ever got into situations like that. They took too much energy.

Hmm...when had it actually started? He turned around again, preferring the rain to Sasuke's glower. Probably at twelve or something. They went out to the Arcade to clean up, Sasuke came back first -- as almost always -- , twenty minutes later the whole group under the awning could hear the blonde shouting somewhere down the Street, Sasuke went -- trying to look uninterested -- to investigate, and...

...well, yeah. And what?

Shikamaru had no idea, but when they'd come back a quarter of an hour later, Sasuke'd had scrapes all over his face and Naruto had looked like he'd just smoked some of Ino's best shit, all glazed over eyes and flushed cheeks. And in the three hours since, Sasuke'd been constantly asking the blonde stuff like "What did he do at the car?" and blah. Fuck, Shikamaru would be long gone if he were Naruto.

Thankfully he wasn't.

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Okay, this was a short chappie for Shikamaru-sweetie. Next chapter: ...dunno. But it'll be up today, no worries.

I'm hungry again, so CLICK!