A/N: This is too short. I really don't like it, but I really do want to thank Suave Asphyxiati for giving me the idea of this chapter. Hope you enjoy this chapter.

Asuma's P.O.V:

My head was swimming with the thoughts of a specific body. All of his statements, looks, everything I can't seem to get him out of my head. I had to stop sleeping with my wife because he was on my head so much.

"Maybe I should just sleep with him…" My eyes widen as that saying slipped from my lips. I shook my head with a chuckle and got up from the grassy ground. I walked off of the grass to the road; I walked from there to Ichiraku's where I saw Chouji munching, as always, on his food. I walked up and sat next to him, and ordered a bowl of rice with miso soup.

"Asuma sensei…have you seen Shikamaru?" Chouji wondered.

I looked over at him confused, usually, if you find one, the other isn't so far off. "Does he have a mission?"

Chouji shook his head no, "He has the week off Sensei…"

"I noticed something is off about him, is there anything wrong that you know of?" I knew that if anyone knows what's going on, it would be Chouji.

"No Sensei…I don't," He was lying, and I knew it.

I decided to go on an alternate route, and bribe him with food, "I'll pay you for lunch for the next week if you tell me what you know."

"I know what you refuse to see Asuma-sensei…" Chouji looked up at me with a slight sad look on his face.

"What exactly am I refusing to see Chouji…" I asked him, making sure to emphasis the confusion in my voice.

Chouji sighed and stared at me like I was a moron, he dug into his second bowl of food before answering me, "Sensei, you are an idiot to see what you are doing to him…how bad he's hurting because of you."

"What did I do?"

I never noticed the shadow that was following me from the distance; I stared at Chouji like a fish out water. I noticed that Chouji sighed and shook his head; he looked at me like a moron, again before replying to my question.

"He's in love with you Sensei…he always have been," He stood up and walked away.

I dropped my chopsticks onto the table as my mouth dropped slowly. How could I have never noticed this? Is that why he has been avoiding me? As all these questions swarmed through my head, one thought simply arose.

'I'm sorry Shikamaru…I'm sorry I never paid attention enough to see that you were in pain.'

I knew that I had a lot to make up for, and I plan to make up for it. All of it. As I walked away, I never heard anyone talking.

"Dammit Chouji…fucking troublesome."