Don't own Naruto nor any part of it. Incase y'all were wondering. =)
Sorry it's been awhile. I got a puppy (I named him Kaiba!) and I'm working more hours. But here's the next piece!
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Kiba was checked out of the hospital a few hours later. He found he had to walk slow and take breaks ever few minutes because his head would begin to spin. Shikamaru stayed right with him, never once complaining about having to wait.
The two decided to drop by where Hana had Akamaru.
"Hana?" Kiba called as he walked into the small building.
"In back," was the reply. The two boys made their way to the back of the structure.
Wow, she keeps a place clean. She's gotta be nothing like Kiba. Shikamaru smiled to himself as they reached where Hana was working.
Akamaru was on a giant table, tubes running in and out of his mouth and front legs. He was breathing, but he had a good sized gash along his back and a smaller one on his side.
Oh, shit. Shikamaru turned to look at his lover. Kiba was biting his bottom lip and tears began to form at the corners of his eyes. Is he gunna cry again? Because I don't know what to do when his sister's around. Shikamaru sighed and gently held Kiba's hand.
"Don't worry, Kiba." Hana stood and walked over to them, putting her hand on Kiba's should. "He's just under some light anesthetic; he'll be up by tomorrow morning. Those gashes were clean cut so they were easier to stich up and I don't think any internal organs were hit." She moved her hand to his face. "Please don't cry, little brother." She gave him a smile.
Kiba sniffled and wiped his eyes, letting go of Shikamaru's hand. "So, he's not hurt too bad then?"
"He's hurt alright. He won't be training nor doing anything besides walking for a good month." Hana dropped her hand and ran it through her hair. "But he'll be back to normal after that time." She glanced over to Shikamaru next. "You're Nara Shikaku's son, aren't you?"
Man, it's that obvious, huh? "Yes ma'am." Shikamaru stuck out his hand. "Nara Shikamaru."
Hana shook the hand offered. "Inuzuka Hana. Nice to meet you." She turned to walk back to Akamaru to check on him. "Thanks for looking after Kiba."
"Oh. No problem." Shikamaru looked at his boyfriend, who was staring at his unconscious dog.
"Well, I have to finish up here. Kiba, I'll be home for supper. Tell Mom."
"Kay," Kiba whispered, walking out the door.
"You going to be at our house, by chance?"
Wow, she's a bright one to figure us out already. "Um, yeah. Kiba asked me over and I couldn't really say no." He shrugged.
"Good. From how happy he is after he's spent time with you, I'd say you're good for him." She looked Shikamaru straight in the eye. "And he needs someone that's good for him." With that she waved her hand and called, "See you later."
"Yeah, see yah." Shikamaru chased out the door after Kiba.
Kiba seemed like he was in a trance. He was walking without really seeing where he was going.
"Kiba, wait!" Shikamaru called, jogging to catch up. When he got no response from the Nara, he grabbed his shoulder. "Kiba."
The dog-nin turned to face his boyfriend. His eyes were red and his face was blotchy.
Ah, shit. I am not good with these things. But I can't just let him stand there. Ugh, poor guy. What a pain this all is. "Hey," Shikamaru muttered softly, putting his hand on Kiba's cheek. A tear leaked out of Kiba's eye and Shikamaru wiped it away with his thumb. "Look at me."
Kiba turned his sad eyes to look at Shikamaru. "I almost killed the most important companion in my life," he choked out.
"Yeah. Almost." Shikamaru gave a small smile. "But you didn't. And that's what counts, right?" He moved his hand to cup Kiba's head.
That was all it took for Kiba to start sobbing. He grabbed Shikamaru around the waist and hugged him so tight the Nara thought he might suffocate. For at least ten minutes the boys stood there, Kiba crying into Shikamaru's shoulder, the latter rubbing the Inuzuka's back.
"Hey," Shikamaru whispered after a bit. "Why don't we go back to your house now. People are starting to stare…"
Kiba sniffled once more and pulled himself away from his lover. "Yeah. Sorry." His face began to turn red with blush.
"It's fine. But you're a ninja. You really shouldn't cry in front of the citizens." Shikamaru grabbed hold of Kiba's hand (which earned them more stares, of course) and asked, "Lead us home?"
Kiba rubbed his eyes again and interlocked his fingers with the other's. "Yeah."
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The Inuzuka had to take it easy going up the stairs. Shikamaru was there, holding his arm lightly incase he fell or needed any support.
"Sorry," Kiba muttered as he opened the front door. "I guess my chest hurts more than I thought."
"Just take it easy." Shikamaru shut the door behind them. "Is your mom home?"
"Yeah, but she's out back with Kuromaru, I think." He flipped on the hall light and began walking to his room. "Oh, sorry, do you want anything?" He stopped and turned back toward Shikamaru.
"It okay if I make some tea? I could use some." Kiba nodded and turned to walk towards his room. "Want any?"
"If you don't mind. Lots of sugar, please. I'll be lying down. My head is spinning." He disappeared into his room.
Right, because you, Mr. Hyperactive, need the extra sugar. Shikamaru set about making cups of tea for both of them. As the water was boiling, he wet a cold wash cloth and snooped to find some aspirin in the bathroom. He set his tea, Kiba's sweetened tea, the cold cloth, and two aspirin on a tray he found under the sink and walked to Kiba's room.
The dog-nin was lying on his bed, arm over his eyes and breathing deeply. Did he fall asleep? Shikamaru set the tray on the dresser and poked Kiba in the stomach.
"Oof!" Kiba smacked Shikamaru. "I'm hurt there! Why did you do that!" His brow furrowed in anger and confusion.
"Sorry, I didn't know if you fell asleep. I didn't poke you that hard. Man up." Shikamaru grabbed Kiba's tea and handed it to him once he was sitting up. "Here, take these. They'll help your headache."
Kiba popped the two pills and sipped his tea. The Nara sat at the foot of the bed and drank his bitter, black tea as well. They both sipped in quiet. Once Kiba set his cup on the bedside table, Shikamaru got the wet cloth.
"Lay back down," he instructed. He then put the cold cloth over Kiba's eyes. He sighed in contentment.
"Thanks. You really know how to help. Huh?"
"Well, I try. It's hard to almost lose someone you care about."
Kiba's eyes began to get wet as his mind raced back to Akamaru. God, I'm so pissed. I never should have jumped into it. I should have fucking waited to make sure no one was surrounding the area. Now Akamaru's hurt beyond anything he's ever experienced before and he's in pain because of me. Fuck. Kiba's mind was racing and as he thought about it he got angrier and angrier.
Before he knew it, he was sobbing again, his tears full of hate for himself.
"Hey, hey." Shikamaru sat by him and grabbed his hand. "Please stop crying? You know he's going to be alright."
"No, Shikamaru, I don't know. What if my sister missed something? What if he's in a lot of horrible pain right now? And it's all my fault! Oh my God! Fuck!" He kept sobbing.
"Yeah, but there's nothing you can do about it right now. You have to get better before you can help him. It's over and done with, so just go with what happens from here on out okay?"
"Don't just tell me to fucking go with it! You don't fucking understand what it's like to almost kill your closest comrade!" Kiba brought his hand to his mouth as soon as the words were out. Oh shit I didn't mean that.
Shikamaru dropped his hand and turned to face Kiba, his eyes full of hurt and scorn. "I don't understand?"
"Shikamaru, I didn't….I didn't mean that…."
"No, listen Kiba." He stood up and put his hand on his head. "Besides losing my sensei in a horrible battle were I wasn't able to save him, how about that first mission I ever lead, hm?" Oh, yeah, the one with the Sound ninjas. I almost forgot about that.
Shikamaru spun around and put his hands on the bed. "I almost lost Choji, Neji, Naruto, Akamaru, and you. Plus, I almost killed myself. And on top of all that, I failed it as team captain. Don't sit there and tell me I don't understand because I understand perfectly. I've been there. And all you can do is man up, say you're sorry, and fucking do better next time, okay!"
By this time, the Nara was yelling. Kiba just stared at his boyfriend. After a minute of Shikamaru breathing heavily (and angrily), Kiba turned his gaze away.
"Sorry," he whispered, tears threatening to flood over his eyes. "I lost my head. I…I remember that time." He shut his eyes and let a tear fall down his lashes.
Shikamaru shut his eyes and sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Don't be sorry. I…I shouldn't have yelled at you. You're upset and with a good reason." He crawled over the bed and gently wrapped his arms around Kiba, putting his face in Kiba's shoulder.
Kiba let a few more tears run down his face before he turned his head and crushed his lips against the side of Shikamaru's mouth. The Nara, taken aback, didn't have time to react before the other's lips were on his own. After a second, however, he put a hand on Kiba's face and tenderly kissed the boy back.
The kiss quickly became needy on Kiba's end. The boy gave a small whimper as he grabbed Shikamaru by his shirt. He tried to twist his body so that their legs were intertwined, but the pain in his chest caused him to break their kiss and gasp.
"Hey, hey," Shikamaru whispered as he leaned over Kiba, causing the dog-nin to lie on his back. "Just relax, okay? You don't need to add stress to your body."
Kiba didn't let go of Shikamaru's shirt as he laid back. "But I want it." He dropped his gaze and blush spread across his tattooed cheeks. "I want you," he whispered, pulling slightly on the shirt in his grasp.
The Nara rolled on top of Kiba, keeping his weight off the boy's chest. He didn't give Kiba a verbal response. Instead, he began to gently kiss the Inuzuka's neck.
"MMmmm," Kiba moaned. He ran his hands up the Nara's chest and through his hair. "Shikamaru…"
I really don't want to hurt him… But Shikamaru knew that sometimes, all a ninja needed after a tough mission was reassurance that they were needed in ways that didn't involve killing or spying or tracking. The Nara latched on to the spot behind Kiba's ear (that he knew the guy loved) and sucked hard enough there would be a mark later.
"Ahh!" Kiba bucked his hips up into Shikamaru's. Both young men let out a groan as their growing erections ground against each other. Oh god, I hope his mother doesn't come home. She'd be pissed for sure.
The Nara shifted his weight off of Kiba to shed his shirt. In turn, he helped his lover undress. Then he slipped out of his pants and both boys stopped a moment to drink in the sight of one another. The Inuzuka ran his hands over Shikamaru's pectoral muscles, grazing his nipples as he went.
Shikamaru shuddered and grabbed one of Kiba's hands with his and brought it to his mouth. He kissed the palm before putting it over Kiba's head and intertwining their fingers.
He looked down at the body splayed out below him. Kiba's chest showed a bruise was forming. A sorry expression overtook Shikamaru's eyes before he bent his head and gently kissed the other's chest. He very slowly worked his way up to the mouth.
Soft kisses were exchanged before Shikamaru nuzzled into Kiba's neck once more. "Are you sure you can do this tonight? We really don't have to if you aren't up to it."
"Please…" Kiba shut his eyes and hungrily kissed Shikamaru's neck, causing the other to softly groan. "Please. I need this tonight." He continued his assault on the Nara's neck.
"Nghh…Okay…But…uh…don't overwork yourself…okay?" Shikamaru ground his hips with a little more force into Kiba's, allowing their skin to make contact.
"Ahhh! Yeah…okay…"
Gently putting his weight on Kiba, making sure to keep it mostly off his chest, Shikamaru took his free hand and ran it down the other ninja's body, feeling a shudder in return. He felt his lover's toned side, slender hip, and strong thigh.
Shikamaru tenderly rubbed up and down Kiba's body before removing his hand. "Hey, do you have any kind of lube? I really don't want to hurt you at all tonight."
Scarlet instantly spread across Kiba's already flushed face. "Uh, yeah. I got some after last time." Or first time. This is still awkward…. Kiba thought as he pointed to his bedside table. "It's in the drawer, in the back."
Shikamaru reached over and opened the door, blindly feeling for a tube of any sort. With his body stretched across Kiba's face, the dog-nin couldn't resist gently biting at the perked nipple in front of his mouth. Shikamaru moaned and ground his erection hard against Kiba's.
"Kiba," the Nara moaned, moving back to his original place above Kiba, a small bottle of lube in hand. He kissed him once more and whispered, "This it?"
"Mhm," Kiba parted his lips and licked at Shikamaru's bottom lip, silently asking for entrance. It was almost instantly granted. The Nara allowed Kiba to explore his mouth, once in a while biting or sucking on the invading muscle.
Once Shikamaru knew Kiba was concentrating solely on their battling mouths, he let go of the hand he was holding and popped open the bottle's top. After coating his finger thoroughly, he trailed them down his lover's body. He tossed the bottle away and grabbed the hand again with his unoccupied one.
Carefully, making sure to keep Kiba's mind on their still tangled tongues, Shikamaru traced circles around the entrance in front of his index finger, allowing the muscle to slowly begin to stretch.
"Shika…" Kiba moaned into his mouth. "Please…don't tease me."
"I'm not trying to tease you." Shikamaru pulled his face away enough to look his lover in the eye. "I really don't want to hurt you at all. Just relax and let me do the work, okay?" That is something that should never ever come out of the lazy Nara's mouth. Kiba thought as he laid his head back on the pillow. But I suppose he's right.
Then the Inuzuka gasped as a finger was slowly pushed past his ring of muscle. For a while it didn't more. And Kiba didn't try to make his boyfriend move. He laid there, enjoying the small pleasure he was getting from the single digit.
As Shikamaru began to slowly and gently pump his one finger in and out of Kiba's rear, he began to kiss and lick and nip at his chest and neck, causing Kiba to moan out in pleasure.
"More…please, Shika," The dog-nin begged. How can I not give that voice what it wants? Shikamaru began to pick up the pace. He moved his way back to the kissable mouth of Kiba and slipped another finger inside of him. This cause Kiba to moan and buck his hips up. "More. Oh, God, more."
Their kisses began to turn sloppy and needy. Shikamaru began to scissor and stretch the tightness around his fingers and added the third finger inside. Kiba bucked up once more, causing Shikamaru to graze across his prostrate ever so lightly. He moaned out and stopped kissing his boyfriend all together.
Shikamaru, feeling himself lose control, removed his fingers and spread what lube was left on them on his throbbing erection. He shuddered at his own touch. His cock was so needy that he momentarily forgot about the willing body below him and started to pump himself, moaning quietly as he did.
"Shika…please," Kiba moaned out, his dripping erection weeping from the lack of attention.
"Please….what…" Shikamaru managed to ask between his heavy breaths.
Kiba's eyes fluttered halfway open. They were filled with lust and wanting. "Please…make love to me."
Oh, God, absolutely. Even though the Nara wouldn't admit it, this is what he wanted. He didn't want to fuck Kiba's brains out or engage in mindless sexual acts. He actually wanted to slowly and passionately make love to his boyfriend. And, apparently, so did Kiba.
"Thank you," Shikamaru whispered against Kiba's lips before kissing them. He grasped Kiba's hips with one hand, the other tightening its hold on around Kiba's fingers. Positioning himself, Shikamaru slowly slipped into Kiba's hotness.
Inch by inch, he filled the man beneath him, soaking in the small moans he made. Once Shikamaru was fully sheathed in Kiba's ass, he stayed still and didn't move. Taking a look at his lover's face, he saw the boy's eyes were closed and a tear fell down his left cheek. He kissed it as it fell on the red tattoo there.
"Are you alright?" He whispered into Kiba's ear, licking it coyly afterwards.
A shiver ran down Kiba's body. He was on fire. Everywhere Shikamaru was touching him was burning and freezing at the same time. He wanted nothing more than to have the other boy slam him into the mattress beneath them and wreck his body until he could no longer move. But he's right. I can't handle that right now. So he nodded his okay to Shikamaru and gently kissed the lips above him.
Their kisses were light and chaste. A few small nips were exchanged, but nothing too hard or rough. After a moment or two, Shikamaru slowly rocked his hips, not pulling out but simply moving inside of Kiba. Feeling heat spread throughout his body, the Nara released the mouth of his lover and rested his head in the crook of his neck, kissing and sucking it every now and then.
The small and slow movements from Shikamaru's cock inside of him was too much and not enough for Kiba all at the same time. As Shikamaru pushed against him, Kiba angled his hips up. This caused his lover's erection brush very lightly over his prostate.
"Ah!" Kiba bucked his hips farther, making Shikamaru push hard against his sweet spot. Kiba's body shuddered and spazzed, his own erection twitching and weeping, just begging to be touched.
"Oh, God, Kiba. You're…just, so…tight and…God…" Shikamaru snaked his hand down between their bodies, grabbing Kiba's cock with a gentle grip. He pulled out of Kiba's ass, slowly, and pushed back in softly. He began to pump in time with his slow thrusts.
"Shika….Oh, God, don't stop." Kiba bucked up and rocked with Shikamaru.
The Nara let go of Kiba's hand.
"Shika?"
"Sorry. I need to be closer to you." He slid his hand under Kiba's back, gently pressing theirs torsos together so they could feel each other's heartbeat. "God, I love you, Kiba." He jerked inside of his boyfriend, jabbing his prostate each time.
"Shika, I love you. But, please," Kiba put his hands on Shikamaru's face, stilling his movements. "Go a little faster? I can't handle this. I'm going to explode and not in the good way."
Shikamaru gave a small laugh and kissed Kiba softly on the lips.
He began to pull out and push in with more force, picking up speed. He made sure each powerful thrust was aimed right at the spot that made his lover see stars.
Kiba, unable to control himself anymore, let loose. He moaned out his pleasure, calling his lover's name. He gripped Shikamaru's hair with one hand and racked his nails down his back with the other.
The pain from the scratches and the hair pulling made Shikamaru almost lose control. He began to move faster, breathing heavier. He bit and nipped at Kiba's neck. One hand pressed against Kiba's lower back, lifting him enough off the mattress, while the other rhythmically pumped Kiba's cock.
Shikamaru pressed his thumb into the tip of Kiba's erection, spreading the pre-cum around and using it as makeshift lube. He lowered his head and sucked on one of Kiba's pert nipples.
"Ah! Shika!" Kiba moaned, eyes screwing shut. "God, I need to come!" He yelled, digging his nails into Shikamaru's back even more.
"Ughhh God Kiba." Shikamaru picked up the pace. He was on the edge right now. His stomach was boiling and the heat surrounding his throbbing cock was too much. "Then come."
Shikamaru bit Kiba's collarbone harder than he meant to. The other let out a yell that quickly turned to a moan as Shikamaru pushed up against his prostate and stayed there. The pressure inside of him combined with the fire ignited from Shikamaru's teeth against his skin was too much. His breath hitched and he groaned one more time as he released into Shikamaru's hand.
When Kiba released, his inner walls tightened around Shikamaru. Combined with Kiba's warm cum on his hand and the unbelievably sexy noise that had escaped Kiba's mouth, Shikamaru moaned his own release. His seed hit Kiba's prostrate with force and made him shudder, his limp cock twitching once more.
The Nara put his arms on either side of kiba's head, holding himself just above Kiba's bruised chest. He lazily kissed Kiba, who kissed back just as tiredly. Both boys were spent.
"Are you okay?" Shikamaru whispered against his lover's mouth.
"More than." Kiba let out a sigh and closed his eyes, ready to fall asleep.
Shikamaru slid down the body below him and grasped his hips lightly. He pulled out slowly, letting both of their sensitive bodies get one more last jolt of pleasure. Resting his forehead on Kiba's stomach, he kissed just below his navel and sighed in contentment.
"Where do you keep your washcloths?"
"No," Kiba said sleepily. "We can shower later. I'm too….tired…" He yawned.
Shikamaru let out a small laugh. "Okay." He crawled back up to Kiba. He helped the injured ninja roll onto his side. Then he cuddled up to him, allowing Kiba to rest his head on his chest. "Sleep all you want. But we are showing when you wake up."
"Mhm," Kiba mumbled, sleep overtaking him quickly.
When Shikamaru heard a small snore come from the other, he ran his fingers through the course hair of his boyfriend. He kissed the top of his head and whispered, "I'm glad you're alright." Then he allowed himself to slip into sleeps welcoming hands.
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I just want to say that I have no idea where I'm going from here. So. If you have an idea, lemme know? Otherwise, I guess I'll just see what spits out of my keyboard. Thanks for reading this far! =)