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This is set up as multiple different days throughout their lives. Thus, each chapter represents a new step in their relationship. Yes, they are now 'boyfriend's', and are still best friends so I use those terms interchangeably with this pair.

* This chapter contains Cho/Shika!

The Last Chip

Chapter 5: Forgetting

A growing young chunin sat with a cigarette hanging from his lips. He was seated in front of his shogi board while his exterior of steel tried, and failed, to contain the shattering shards of his heart. The tears began to fall as he remembered all the times he played this very same with his late sensei.
He had failed again. He had failed to protect a comrade because he was too weak.

"Shikamaru."

He looked up at his father.

"I will play shogi with you anytime you wish."

"No."

Shikaku turned and left the room. He stood at the door and listened to his son. The clash of the board hitting the wall, along with the sound of the ceramic tiles scattering across the wooden floor, filtered out of the room. He sighed as he walked down the platform. He sat down in his study, trying to think of how to comfort his son through this mission.

A knock came at the door.

"Enter."

"Ohayo Nara-san, how is Shikamaru?" the visitor bowed to the clan head, rain water dripping down his face.

"He is not good, Choji-kun."

"May I see him?"

Shikaku stood and began walking toward his son's room giving an unspoken command to follow.
He slid the door of his son's room open and took in the sight of Shikamaru huddled in the corner sobbing. He moved to the side allowing the Akimichi to enter. He slid the door closed; he would be back to check on them later.

Choji walked over to his lover and pulled him into an embrace. His heart was breaking for his fallen sensei, but seeing his boyfriend like this was tearing him apart.

"Shikamaru." Choji said quietly, stroking his lover's raven hair.

Shikamaru curled further into the larger man's embrace, drying tears that stained his cheeks. He was hurt by the passing of his sensei, but he knew that it was nothing compared to the guilt and pain his lover was feeling.

The Nara reached into his boyfriend's pockets and removed the always present bag of potato chips and opened them with a soft 'pff''.

The pair alternated chips while looking out the window, watching the dark Nimbostratus clouds loom over the village. The low-lying, heavy clouds drained themselves over the area; each water droplet a stabbing knife of grief to Shikamaru's heart.

"Cho." Shikamaru's voice wavered into the silence.

"Yeah, Shika?"

"There is only one chip left, do you want it?" His voice hung in the air with a deep sadness and was saturated with desperation.

Choji reached inside the foil and saran bag and removed the last potato crisp. He fiddled it in his fingers slightly before placing the delicate food on his tongue. The flavor enveloped his mouth; the last chip did always taste the best.

Shikamaru watched as his boyfriend swallowed. He licked his lips, knowing what was to come.

As the Nara predicted, his lover placed a finger under his chin and lifted, connecting their lips. The empty bag was thrown aside as the young males tightened their arms around one another. A soft moan escaped Shikamaru as Choji parted his lips and slipped his tongue.

The eaves dropper took the moans as a sign to retreat. He was unable to help his son through this failed mission. Shikamaru needed to be in the arms of his lover.

Shikaku bowed his head slightly; his son was deeply in love. He was happy his son had found somebody to love who accepts and loves him with all his heart. Unfortunately, the pain he was going through now was a fraction of the pain he will soon feel when both of their clans' duties force them to produce heirs. Perhaps they will get lucky and learn to love their arranged wives, just as he and Choza had.

Choji pulled back when he needed air, his lover whimpered at the loss of contact. Right now Shikamaru needed his love to hold him, make him feel alive, take him through the darkness to the day's dawn. He lunged forward and attached his lips back to his lovers, drowning out the sadness with a sense of completion created by the contact.

The Akimichi returned the kiss full force. Their limbs wrapped and held their desperate bodies together. Choji pulled back when, once more, the need for air became too great. The sheer force of the kiss had caused both men to begin growing hard. Shikamaru began kissing Choji's jaw and neck, desperation causing his kisses to be sporadic. Choji removed the tie holding his lover's raven locks in their familiar pineapple shape.

Threading his fingers through the ink black tendrils, Choji pulled his lover back to him. His best friend's cheeks were flushed and his eyelids were at half mast. Their eyes connected, making the need for words between them obsolete.

"Make love to me, Choji." Shikamaru said softly, as he slowly began to unzip his vest. Choji stopped his hand and brought it to his lips. He dropped a kiss on the back of each finger before releasing the hand.

"Let me." He said as his large fingers grasped the zipper and slowly began to pull it down to reveal the black shirt his lover was wearing underneath. He slid the flak jacket off of his lover's shoulders and discarded it to the side. Quickly, he removed the armor from both wrists and threw them with the green chunin vest.

Shikamaru lifted the long red, armor plated shirt off his lover by the hem. Choji lifted his arms to ease the removal process. He gasped slightly as the cooler air hit his skin. The light, thrown from a flame lamp, danced over his curves and gave his flesh a warm glow, accentuating the swirls on his abdomen and cheeks.

The raven, unable to bare the lack of skin to skin contact, ran his hands over the exposed expanse of skin before him. He kissed his lover's clavicle, drawing the overlaying skin into his mouth. He released it when he was sure blood pooled just under the surface, leaving a purple mark. He weaved his hands into his lover's spiky auburn hair. His fingers located the knot of fabric and nimbly untied it. He threw the headband to the side.

Choji pulled his lover's black shirt and mesh chakra armor out of the waistband of the pants that held them captive. He pulled Shikamaru into another kiss before he placed his open palms on his boyfriend's flat abdomen. Slowly, he pulled the garments up, breaking the kiss to remove them, and then resumed the kiss as he pulled their naked chests together. With a little nudge Choji laid them back on the futon. The cool bedding contrasted well with the warmth of the body on top of him; Shikamaru groaned into their kiss at the sensation.

Hands began to roam over the vast planes of Choji's back, as said man ran his large hands over the sides of his lover. Choji broke their kiss and rested his forehead against his Shikamaru's. Their breath came in heavy pants, mingling together.

The Akimichi dipped his head to deposit a small kiss on his lover's lips before he kissed over to the temple, and then to the soft flesh of his best friend's ear. He drew the lobe into his mouth allowing his breath to ghost over the opening. The hands on his back, clenched tightly, leaving red marks in their wake. Choji smirked, taking pride in the knowledge that he, Akimichi Choji, was making his lover drown in a sea of pleasurable sensory overload.

With feather light kisses, he kissed his way down his lover's neck and across his collar bone.
"Mark me as yours." Shikamaru moaned as his hands rested behind the other's head, holding him close.
"You are mine." Choji whispered forcefully. Understanding his lovers need to be marked, to give him a sense of belonging and something to cling to in the sea of uncertainty that is the shinobi world, he obliged.

Choji resumed his precious actions, alternating with nips and licks. Each moan alerted him to a sensitive spot on his lover's body. He moved down until his mouth encased a flat, dark nipple. He sucked hard and bit down. Shikamaru gasped and began to mewl in approval as pleasure twisted through his lithe frame. The noise only amplified Choji's desire and made his member grow harder.

When his lover switched nipples, Shikamaru about bucked off of the bed. He arched himself into his lover and threw his head back. The action forced him closer to Choji's warm mouth and caused their groins to press together. Both men groaned as awareness was made as to how much they desired one another.

Choji trailed kisses down his lover's contoured abdomen, leaving a trail of darkened marks in his wake. He lavished the Nara's navel with attention, smirking as the muscles contracted and relaxed as the raven's breath hitched with every lick.

His hands fumbled slightly with the clasp of Shikamaru's trousers. Once it was free, Choji hooked his thumbs into the waistband of the boxers and gently tugged. His boyfriend got the hint and lifted his hips slightly. As he pulled the textiles down he lover's throbbing arousal sprang free and rested against his abdomen. As more and more of the creamy expanse of skin was revealed to the lamp light the gaze of the Akimichi became hungrier. As he threw the pants aside, Choji's eyes roamed every muscle, drinking in the way the light flickered across Shikamaru's skin.

Choji dipped his head to his lover's lower body. His cheek nuzzled the smooth upper thigh. He breathed deeply, taking in the intoxicatingly musky smell of Shikamaru. He turned his head slightly and nipped at the inner thigh and sucked it until there was no doubt there would be a mark. He switched thighs and repeated, littering his thighs with love bites.

He kissed the delicate skin on the inside of the Nara's hip before he nuzzled the jet black curls in which nested his lover's arousal. Choji gently kissed the tip of his boyfriend's member before he drew it into his mouth.

Shikamaru's whole body felt as it if were on fire. Desire spiraled through his veins; he needed more, something more, anything more!

The Akimichi pulled him deeper into his mouth, allowing the tip to graze the back of his throat. Shikamaru fought the urge to thrust into his lover, but his hips were restrained by the larger ninja. He was held helpless and Kami-sama did it turn him on and he groaned.

Choji chuckled, around his best friend's length, at his teammates exasperated groan. Shikamaru's eyes flew open as the vibrations from his boyfriend's chuckle twisted themselves up his spine, drawing a moan from his lips.

Choji hummed then slid his tongue along the throbbing vein on the underside. He twirled his tongue around the tip as he was serenaded by his lover's noises. He began to hum in time with the moans and whimpers coming from the Nara.

"Choji!" Shikamaru cried out loud as he felt himself reach his peak before he jumped into an earth shattering climax. His vision went white and tears pricked his eyes as he shot white hot jets of his essence into his lover's mouth.

"You taste better than anything I have ever eaten, Shika." Choji remarked after he swallowed Shikamaru's slightly bitter seed. He bent down to kiss his lover, and allow him a taste. His fingers worked on freeing himself of his own pants. He pulled the cloth off of his body as soon as the waist band was open and threw them with the rest of the discarded garments.

Remembering the lubricant he now kept on hand in his weapons pouch, he stood. Before he could move any further from the futon Shikamaru grabbed his wrist.

"Don't leave me."

"I was going to go the lube. I don't want to hurt you any more than necessary." He leaned over and kissed his lover's forehead

"No. I don't want to use it. I want to feel it for days…I need to feel it." The last part was barely a whisper but Choji heard it. Understanding his lover's need for it to be this way for him to feel alive, he placed two of his fingers to the Nara's lips.

"Suck." he gently commanded. Once the fingers were as lubricated as saliva can make them, Choji removed them from his boyfriend's mouth and placed them at his entrance.

"Just remember to relax." he said as he kissed his lover and slowly pushed his middle finger through the tight ring of muscle. Shikamaru let out a small cry and tensed at the intrusion.

The larger ninja held his large finger still and began to whisper sweet assurances in the smaller man's ear to relax him. When the muscle was relaxed, the Akimichi began to insert a second finger. Shikamaru whimpered slightly in pain.

Choji used his free hand to grasp Shikamaru's length. With powerful strokes, he took his boyfriend's mind from the pain and instead to the pleasure. Once the Nara's eyes were clouded with passion once more, the larger ninja started scissoring his fingers, stretching the tight ring of muscles. He then added a third finger. Shikamaru whimpered and arched off of the futon but soon he adjusted to the added intrusion. Choji pushed his fingers farther into him; he curled them slightly, allowing them to scrape against his boyfriend's prostate.

Shikamaru saw stars and arched from the pleasure. His length twitched in his teammate's hands as a bead of his essence pearled on the head. Painfully slowly the fingers were withdrawn and reinserted, further stretching the muscles and continually striking the gland.

The raven let out a small whine of protest when the fingers left him, he felt empty again. He opened his eyes and immediately locked gazes with his lover.

"Shikamaru, please let me get the lube, so it won't hurt as bad." Choji pleaded, truly afraid of hurting his boyfriend. Shikamaru responded by changing their position so he was on top.
The Nara kissed his way down his lover's voluptuous body. He nuzzled his nose in the soft auburn curls surrounding Choji's manhood before he engulfed the head with his mouth. He twirled his tongue around the tip and along the vein, giving his boyfriend great pleasure.

As his brunette lover reached to thread his fingers into the raven curtain that had fallen around Shikamaru's face, the Nara pulled back. He kissed up Choji's chest. Straddling the hips of the man under him, he slowly lowered himself onto the erect organ pulsating from his lover's groin. Inch by tantalizing inch he impaled himself with Choji's masculine member.
Shikamaru arched his back and gave a cry of pleasurable pain. It hurt so much, but the arching caused an undeniable jolt of pleasure to shoot through his body. Choji hissed at the tightness of his lover, and grabbed his hips to better guide the movements.

When Shikamaru had taken his all of lover into his body, he paused and waited to adjust. It took all of Choji's will power not to lift him and slam into Shikamaru until they were both sated. Slowly, Shikamaru began to move, shifting slightly to get more comfortable. He leaned forward and captured Choji's lips. Their tongues fought for dominance, which was won by Shikamaru. He moaned into the kiss as their motion stimulated his length, which was trapped between their bodies. When the pleasure of his movements overcame the pain he began to move, slowly at first, but he increased his speed quickly. His mind became foggy with passion.

Moans from both men filled the room as they ground together.

"Oh, Kami-sama, Choji!"

With skill and grace Choji rolled them over, taking the top position. Shikamaru wrapped his legs around the larger man's hips, locking his ankles together. His arms snaked around his boyfriends back.

Choji grunted, and slowly pulled out until only his tip was inside and pushed in again with force, striking his prostate. They both groaned at the new depth at which they were able to connect.

"H…Har…der!" Shikamaru commanded, needing to feel his lover inside him hard and fast.

The Akimichi changed his angle slightly, pounding into his teammate's prostate. He sped up the pace of his thrust, repeatedly slamming into Shikamaru's gland.

The spring of molten hot passion coiled tighter in Choji's abdomen. He grabbed his lover's arousal and began to pump him in time with his own thrusts. Shikamaru moaned at the new barrage of pleasure. His toes curled, he lifted his hips to get closer, to pull his lover deeper. Sweat poured from their bodies.

"Choji!" Shikamaru's world shattered in passion. White hot jets of his seed shot from his manhood, coating their chests. He bit down on his lover's shoulder and his nails dug into Choji's back. The muscles of his entrance tightened around the larger man's erection, milking his own release. Shikamaru withered under Choji.

"Shika!" The Akimichi's nails dug into his boyfriend's hips, leaving crescent marks of crimson. He bit down on his boyfriend's neck marking him once more, as he flooded his passage with his essence. With the last bit of his strength he pulled out and rolled to the side, pulling Shikamaru into his embrace.

The Nara sighed: the emptiness he had felt in his very soul was filled. He felt complete, like he belonged. He turned and cuddled tighter into Choji. He was sore but content. Gently, he kissed his lover on any inch skin he could reach.

"Hey, the rain stopped." Shikamaru looked out the window and watched the Cirrus clouds wisp across the sky and smiled.

"I love you, Choji"

"I love you, too. Take a nap. I will be here when you wake."

Shikamaru opened his eyes and stretched. He leaned over to Choji and gently kissed his lips. He watched as his lover's eyes flutter open.

"Morning." he muttered

"Morning."

"I have to head home." Shikamaru nodded. Choji untangled his limbs from the Nara's.

Shika watched as his lover dressed. When he was finished dressing he leaned over and gave the raven a kiss.

"I will see you later."

When his boyfriend left the room, the Nara rose and dressed. He set up the shogi board and began to play with a renewed sense of vigor.