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Evil Genius: Chap. 4

Rated: M

Hidan slowly bent his head toward the young Nara, who resisted and attempted to squirm away.

"-because I need something-" started Ino's voice as she came into the kitchen.

Shikamaru heard her, and his eyes widened even more than before if that was even possible.

"OH!" Ino gasped, which allowed Shikamaru to escape from Hidan's grip, nearly sending himself on the floor with only the counter to save him.

Ino suddenly got a mischievous glint in her blue eyes.

"So that's why he's been sitting with you." She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

Shikamaru flushed. "No," he tried to speak, but Hidan laughed and draped an arm around his shoulders. He couldn't shake off the psycho again even when Choji came in after Ino.

Crunch. "Hidan, right?" Choji asked as he ate some chips from a bag that was in his hands. Hidan scowled. It was partly because Shikamaru had that slightly irritated expression again.

"Yeah, who the fuck wants to know?" Choji went to respond, but Ino beat him to it.

"Where do you live?"

Hidan didn't think much of the question, but Shikamaru must have known something since he tensed up more. He faked an innocent expression. It looked so weird on his face, though. "Nowhere really."

Ino shrugged. "Ah, that sucks-"

"How about you move in here? We have a free room, if you want it." Choji suddenly said.

Ino hollered. "NO! He can't stay here, what is wrong with you? You know who he is!"

Shikamaru immediately agreed, but he didn't voice his opinion because Hidan's grip on his shoulders tightened a bit. In other words, say anything and you'll regret it.

"He doesn't have any place to stay, and it doesn't seem like he's hurting anyone."

"GAH! Fine, Choji, but if he even looks at me strangely, he's gone."

When Choji turned toward the door, he gave a nod, while Hidan purposely stuck out his tongue at the blond female. Red flashed to her cheeks as she glared at the face.

"You'll regret that, asshole."

She and Choji left Shikamaru after that, again. The Nara would have groaned aloud at his misfortune, but then again, he wasn't giving Hidan any satisfaction in seeing any emotion.

Hidan glared out the window. "Why does that fat ass need to bring the whole kitchen with him?"

"Don't call him fat, or you'll regret it."

"What, is he going to fucking sit on me?"

"Don't tempt him." Shikamaru could only wish that some incident did happen to the crazed boy. He could get some peace and quiet, like before all this happened. He rubbed his temples lightly as Hidan continued.

"And what's with that bitch and the fat bastard?"

Shikamaru didn't respond. This weekend was going to be long.

The weekend was too dragged on, with Hidan now at their house 24/7 and his weird tendencies. Shikamaru couldn't wait for the next day. It would be Monday, which means that school would be in session. Honestly, Shikamaru was glad for school, for once.

He even woke up earlier than usual and got ready as quick as possible. He was never the one to rush in life, but he wanted space away from the maniac. Shikamaru couldn't even sleep in his own bed, peacefully.

Hidan always decided to show up in the middle of the night and then leave before Shikamaru rose from bed. Hidan had the his own room, which used to be the guest bedroom, but it was never used.

He sat down on his bed because he had a little time left. The bed was strangely cold. Shikamaru narrowed his dark eyes at the bed. What could that mean? He thought. He smirked a bit. "Peace, finally."

He threw himself backward onto the bed and stretched.

The day seemed to drag on without Hidan around. The school day came and went. Shikamaru stared at his ceiling. He sighed. Hidan still wasn't there. Shikamaru oddly felt worried. He didn't even know where his, no the school's psycho, his mind corrected, was.

His eyes drifted to the clock. It was already midnight. He wanted nothing, but to sleep, but he found that he couldn't. The next day arrived, and there was still no Hidan, even at school.

Night came back around again, and Shikamaru found himself awake once more. He clenched his hands in the sheets. He wouldn't admit that he was worried. No, that's not what he was. He wasn't worried about Hidan, no, it was about anyone he went after.

Shikamaru woke that morning to the sound of a crash. He jumped to his feet. He thought it was Hidan again, but it wasn't. It was just Ino screaming and throwing stuff around in the kitchen.

He slumped back onto his bed with a sigh. He wasn't worried. He yawned and got dressed. He still needed to go to school even if he felt like crap, and it wasn't because of that purple-eyed maniac!

He slowly made his way into the school with a scowl on his face. He was so irritated that he walked to the stupid school in the windy, humid, and hot weather. He gripped the strap of his bag angrily. He was not in a happy mood. He was the exact opposite.

He nearly made it inside when he saw people staring at him. They backed away, eyes wide. Shikamaru raised a brow. He made it into the school, and they continued to leave a clear path for the young Nara.

They blinked up at Shikamaru. He was about to glare at them, but found out they weren't exactly looking at him. It was more like behind him. He cautiously glanced over his shoulder. He was yanked and pressed against something tall and hard.

"Shika!" The familiar voice spoke above his head. Shikamaru stood still for a second until he shoved the other boy away.

The purple-eyed boy had a smirk to his face.

"Did ya miss me?"