Heyy, everyone.
Sorry about the delayyyy.
My internet's been down for two weeks and I haven't been able to get on much.
And, I've had major writer's block. D:
But, anyway, sixteenth chapter here.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: © Masashi Kishimoto. I own Sorano, Nozomi, Hizoku, Yuzuki, and the plot.
Naruto, Udon, and Moegi barged into the small room.
"Ugh.." Naruto pushed the door open further and gazed around the room.
The closed in space had two twin beds covered in dust, which he could have sworn was just sand but he wasn't quite sure.
"This is.." Naruto decided to use Sorano's words, seeing as he was practically speechless. "..quaint."
"Quaint my ass," Moegi came into the room, pushing Naruto out of the way. "This place looks.. and smells, might I add, like shit. Why the fuck are we here?"
"Uh.. don't be so moody, dattebayo. Konohamaru was just frustrated, no need to be upset over him."
"Konohamaru? Who said I was upset over that fuck? Who said I was upset, period? I'm not upset. I'm fucking peachy." Moegi concealed the tears forming in her eyes by turning and placing her bag on the bed, all the while creating a cloud of dust-sand, she, so-called "claimed". "Let's just get some sleep. Everything will be fine once we get back to K..Kono..ha.." no one hearing her whisper, "Maru."
"Alright, Moegi. Well, we're here because Sorano told us about it and she's a real close friend of the owners so we got a discount."
"I understand why we got a discount," Moegi muttered.
"What'd you say?"
"Nothing."
"Hn. Well, anyways, who's sleepng where?" Naruto contemplated.
"I'm sleeping here," Moegi sat on the bed next to her bag, kicking up more dust-sand. Coughing, she added, "You guys can both sleep there."
"No way, dattebayo. I'm the leader for now, so Udon," he turned to look at him. "You can sleep over there with Moegi."
"No fucking way, Naruto. I refuse to sleep with anyone. I'm the lady, for God's sake. I shouldn't be forced to sleep with someone."
"Too bad. Udon, sleep over there."
Moegi watched Udon walk over to the bed, pulled her bag off of the bed, and set his and hers both on the floor. He walked near her and sat next to her on the bed.
"Sorry, Moegi, for being such a burden," Udon apologized.
Moegi was shocked at this. "What? Don't apologize. It's not your fault."
"Well, don't listen to Konohamaru. You aren't a bitch."
Moegi blushed. "Well, at least someone doesn't think so."
They silenced for a moment but it was broken by Naruto pulling the sheets off his bed and shaking them, attempting to get the dust-sand off. Udon and Moegi both looked at him.
"What? I'm not sleeping on a bed with foreign particles on it." He pointed to his bed. "That's nasty, right there, dattebayo."
Moegi smiled and Udon chuckled at Naruto's stupidity.
"What's so funny?" he asked, oblivious to his own actions.
"Nothing, dumb ass. Go to sleep," Moegi got off of the bed and used her hand to brush the particles from her side of the bed. Udon got up and did the same. They pulled back the covers and got in.
Moegi turned over on Udon's side and she looked at him thoroughly. Maybe he isn't so bad. But, why the hell do I have to sleep with him? Make me sound like freakin' slut. Naruto.. you just get me so unnerved.. She turned back over and looked at Naruto. "Asshole," she let the word slip out of her mouth, loud enough so Naruto could hear, before falling into a deep, needed sleep.
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"H-Hizoku?" Sorano called out to the dark figure in the alley.
Suddenly, she could hear something rustling in the dark, like it was coming towards her. She strained her eyes to see into the darkness and saw a figure walking towards her.
"Don't be afraid. You're okay. I won't hurt you.. too much," a voice called from the distance.
"Huh?" Sorano asked, but was then interrupted by her body being taken over and her mind being consumed.
Her memory was traced back to when she was kidnapped by Akatsuki. It showed how she was running playfully through the halls of the bath house from Shikamaru and, then the wall caving in and a blinding, white light successfully turning her world to dark. Then, it showed the cave scene and the two men in the cave with her, Tobi and Zetsu, then, Zetsu setting her free and her chakra leaking out, letting her become the Bijuu inside of her and almost killing allies that meant alot to her. And, finally, her leaving with Shikamaru and Nozomi.
"Is that all you know?" the voice asked.
"Yes," she answered, involuntarily.
"Good, good," the voice said once again, before Sorano fell into a deep, dark sleep.
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Shikamaru turned over in the bed.
Where is she? It's been two hours.
He looked out of the door worriedly. He just couldn't go to sleep, thinking about her and especially since he was in a place he'd never been before. As he turned over on his back, he surveyed the room carefully, thinking about her the entire time. Her room was surprisingly clean, unlike the rest of her apartment. Her bed was in the middle of the room. Her closet was on the left side and there was a window over looking Suna on the opposite side. She had a small vanity to occupy the space on the opposite wall from the bed. He sat up, threw his legs over the edge of the bed, stood and walked towards the mirror. He put his hands on the counter and looked at his reflection. His hair was slightly askew from not fixing it in such a long period of time. He pulled the ponytail holder from his dark mane and let his locks fall down onto his hunched shoulders. He ran his fingers through his hair and shook it. He smirked into the mirror and fully observed himself. The shirtless Nara had such lazy, lifeless eyes, but his smirk was just so sexy for such a person as he was.
Suddenly, Shikamaru's gazing was interrupted by someone saying, "My, my. I thought you'd be asleep by now."
Shikamaru quickly turned his head and saw Sorano standing in the doorway to her bedroom. "I couldn't get to sleep knowing you weren't there. I was kind of worried. What took you so long?"
Sorano walked towards him. "You? Worried? Are you feeling okay?" she walked over and put her hand to his forehead, testing for a fever.
"No, I feel fine. Are you okay? You took such a long time-"
"It's okay. Don't worry about it," Sorano shirked his question, not knowing herself what had really happened. "Your hair, it's different. Why is it down?"
"I was in the middle of fixing it." He put his hands to his head in a means of putting his hair back up.
Sorano put her hand on his arm and brought it back down to its lazy position. "No, don't. I like it like that. It looks.. nice," she said, looking up at him innocently.
He smirked down at her. "I bet that's not what you're really thinking."
Smiling, she gaped at him. "That is what I'm thinking!"
"Denial?" He chuckled. "What else are you thinking of?" He towered over her, making her seem smaller and smaller by the second.
"N-nothing," Sorano wasn't quite used to seeing this side of Shikamaru.
Shikamaru lifted her chin with his pointer and middle fingers, forcing her to look him directly in the eyes. Huskily, he mumbled, "Tell me."
Suddenly, Sorano quickly broke the gaze and walked toward her bed. "Fine, but, I was only thinking about what was gonna happen tomorrow," and quietly she whispered, "..and tonight."
"What was that?"
"Hm? What are you talking about?"
"Did you not mumble-"
"No. I didn't say anything else."
Shikamaru walked over to the bed and got in. He assumed his usual position with his arms back behind his head, looking straight ahead. "So, why are you standing there, watching me?"
Sorano came back to reality. "Huh? Oh, uh.. I was thinking."
Suspiciously, he asked, "More thinking? Your glare was a little to hard to be thinking about me, so, what are you thinking about now?"
"I-it was?"
Shikamaru turned to look at her. "Yes. And you're still standing there, watching me."
Sorano quickly turned her head, cursing herself for her wretched staring habit. "I-I'm not staring at you," she chuckled nervously.
Shikamaru sat up. "Are you coming to bed, or what?"
Sorano looked back at him. "Yeah." She quickly took off her strapless top and skirt and walked out of the room. When she walked right back in with no clothes, he guessed she must have thrown the clothes into one of the large piles in her living room.
Sorano pulled back the covers to her bed and got in, Shikamaru staring at her the entire time. She got comfortable, and then looked at Shikamaru. "Why are you staring at me?" she smiled.
He smirked back at her. "Nice to see you add more junk to the shit piles in your living room."
"Hey!" she scoffed. She reached for the pillow behind her head and bopped it right across his face. Suddenly, he grabbed the pillow and tried to pull it away from her, but she wouldn't let go. He pulled his arm over the edge of the bed, still grasping the pillow and her still clutching it, pulling Sorano on top of him, one's bare skin touching the other's. For but a second she took a slight breath and looked into his small, dark eyes through frayed strands of hair that were beginning to fall out of her two ponytails.
He is so sexy.
What the hell?! Where did you come from?
I've been here the entire time. You haven't noticed?
No...
Well, I guess you're finally getting used to my humor.
Yeah. Humor.
Either way, I have to be here to see my little Sora lose one of the biggest things in her life.
Nani?! What are you talking about?
Ugh. You are such an idiot.
And, you're an even bigger idiot for calling yourself an idiot.
Shut up. Anyway, he's talking to you.
"He is?" Sorano said, aloud.
"Who is?" Shikamaru asked, confused.
"Uh.. I said that out loud?"
"Uhm, yes?"
"I didn't say anything else other than that, right?"
"Just that you suck penis."
"NANI?!"
"I'm kidding!"
"You're gonna be sorry for that comment," Sorano said, letting go of the pillow, throwing her leg over his body while sitting up on her knees, and putting her hands on his waist, beginning to tickle him.
"Wh-what are you doing?!" Shikamaru said, chuckling, dropping the pillow to the floor, and struggling to keep her hands away from his sides.
"I told you, you'd be sorry," Sorano smirked, leaning in closer to him and digging her fingernails even more into his flesh.
Shikamaru let out a loud laugh, realizing then that he'd never been tickled like that before. He tried his hardest to pull her tiny hands from his waist. "Stop it!"
"No! It's what you get!"
"I'm sorry! Stop punishing me, with your cruel and unusual ways!"
Sorano's actions completely stopped, except her light chuckling and her arms giving out, making her fall on top of Shikamaru. She stopped her giggling fit, lifted her head, and rested her chin on his chest. She stared into his eyes once again and smiled.
"Shika.." she started, the smile disappearing.
"Hm?" he answered while looking deeply into her eyes.
"Do you think we're moving too fast?"
"Kind of.."
Shikamaru paused and Sorano put a melancholy frown on her face, until he began to continue.
"But, I'm amazed at how much love I've suddenly acquired for you. It's come so quickly, but so easily. I feel like I'm supposed to be with you. I'm supposed to love you.."
Sorano's eyes expanded and contracted at the comment he'd said to her. He was right, that they had gained so much love for each other. Now that she thought about it, it wasn't a very logical love, it was a more passionate love.
"That's exactly how I feel, Shikamaru."
They stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like forever as they realized this conversation was pointless. It was, somehow, fate that had brought them together. No sense was needed to be made. They could not be separated.
Sorano inched her way up Shikamaru's torso and their lips met, and for the first time, they knew everything was perfect. Nothing about that night could change how they felt about each other.
As one thing led to another, the heat between them rose and as he entered her for the first time, they didn't care about the rest of the world. It seemed as if it were just a fantasy of the world with two people on it.
It truly was perfect.
Until there was a knock at the door.
I FINALLY got this chapter up.
I'm, once again, sooo sorry I took so long.
Busy, busy me, I guess. D:
I'll try to update soon.
Oh, and Christina feels ten pounds lighter. (: