A Troublesome Series of Events

It shouldn't surprise me that there aren't as many reviews for a no-sex chapter. xD

BUT I STILL LOVE YOU GUYS. ;D

yaoilovergirl: I'm glad you liked it! We had so much fun doing the NaruShika scene. >3 Uh, wow. Lmao. I'm flattered you risked that to read the story~. -kissu-
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Sasuke paused, halfway through the sit up he’d been doing. After Shikamaru had left and he’d finished his breakfast, he’d gone stir crazy. He was too awake to sleep and he didn’t want to leave. For one, if he got caught, there would be hell to pay, and second, if he left and Shikamaru got back… Well, he couldn’t and didn’t want to deal with that.

“Shikamaru?” He called. Nobody had come over yet, most of the ones sent to check on Shikamaru scanning for his chakra and leaving before even opening the door. It was the reason he was on the floor now, sweat a light sheen over his chest instead of dripping down his body like he was used to. He couldn’t use chakra to suspend himself from the ceiling.

Shikamaru stepped in and closed the door behind him, just grunting out an affirmative in reply. He raised an eyebrow at Sasuke. “And you’re not dressed because?”

Sasuke grunted in return, resuming his work-out by lowering himself down slowly and then raising up to touch his elbows to his knees, staying slow and controlled the whole time. The exercise was etching his muscles into his skin more than ever, glazing the ridges with sweat.

“I have boxers on.” He answered, not speeding or slowing his pace. He was sweating more from the other work he’d done, lunges and push-ups and squats, then the sit ups. He’d barely started before Shikamaru came back. “And why ruin regular clothing with sweat? Clothing is constricting, makes me hotter, and would get dirty.”

Shrugging, Shikamaru made his way over to the couch and sat down. He gazed back at the other, eyeing him.

“Just watching you makes me feel tired,” he said, chuckling a little. “But you should clean up and dress so we can go see the Hokage.”

“Shikamaru, I’m glad I’ll be living with you of all people.” Sasuke said with a smirk as he finished another sit up, stopping and stretching out his legs before standing up. He stretched his arms above his head, back popping softly.

“Wanna join me in the shower?” Sasuke couldn’t help it. He was feeling particularly hormonal around the Nara, and he’d been left alone all day.

Shikamaru snorted and stood up himself after a pause. “I suppose, as long as I get to actually clean up too,” he said, a smirk of his own pulling at his lips.

“And, ah… speaking of you moving in… We’ll have to rearrange some things.”

“In a shower, all pleasures are cleaned up nicely.” Sasuke said, already feeling the itch to touch Shikamaru, the urge to do things to and with him. He licked his lips, heading into the bathroom and starting the shower. “What sort of rearrangement?”

Shikamaru followed him in and started shedding his clothes and just dropping them on the floor, sure they were a little stained from Naruto earlier.

“Well… We have to make room for two more bedrooms,” he said, “Naruto’s going to move in, too.”

Sasuke, hand outstretched and testing the water, tensed his shoulders. He had to hand it to Shikamaru, only he could be irrationally calm enough to persuade a hothead like Naruto to calm down himself and move in with him. He turned around, eyes layered.

“I’m fine with Naruto moving in.” He began, making that clear to start off. “But, he does know that I like you. That I would want to…” He trailed off, raking his eyes over Shikamaru’s body to emphasize the point. Yes, he could lay off and not sex up the boy as often as he had been, but he still would like some sexual satisfaction after Naruto moved in.

Shikamaru nodded, releasing a sigh. “I’m going to be dating you both, though,” he said. “Even though we’re going to be living together, we’re all going to have separate beds.”

He paused, then added, smirking lightly, “So you will have to keep yourself in check.”

Sasuke’s eyes narrowed, his jaw sliding just a bit to the side in what would be the closest to a pout he would allow himself consciously. He reached the hemline of his boxers, pulling them down quickly and standing up.

“Alright… how long until he moves in?” Sasuke asked, crossing his arms. He wasn’t too upset by the thought of sharing Shikamaru. When he was with the snake, he’d become detached from what most people considered normal. He was internally proud of himself for even remaining human enough as to be loyal to Shikamaru, instead of a loose player.

Shikamaru let himself relax more as he finished undressing himself and took out his hair tie. He was relieved that the Uchiha wasn’t going to start throwing a fit about this. Hopefully, the two other boys could become friends again in time.

“A week,” he said as he stepped into the shower.

Sasuke allowed a smirk, slipping in behind Shikamaru as well. He reached out, sliding his hands across the Nara’s hips and pressing his groin against the boy’s backside. His hands smoothed downward, tracing fingers over his official boyfriend’s cock.

“Well, then I’ve only got a week to have you all to myself…” He whispered, nuzzling the back of Shikamaru’s neck.

Shikamaru shivered and leaned back against him. “Mm, and do you have anything you’d like to do in that week?” he asked, smirking.

“Oh, so many things… so many places… in the kitchen, in the living room… from behind, from the front, and that’s just the basics.” Sasuke said, breathing out along Shikamaru’s nape.

The Uchiha then gripped Shikamaru’s shaft, slowly flicking his wrist so he pumped the base of it. His other hand moved lower, cupping the Nara’s balls and gently rolling them in his palm. He opened his mouth, placing his teeth on either side of Shikamaru spine and beginning to leave a hickey.

Shikamaru closed his eyes and groaned softly, shifting his hips. He bowed his head forward a little, his hair falling and parting on either side of his neck.

Sasuke continued his attack on Shikamaru’s neck, pulling back on his teeth and licking the reddening skin before nipping it softly. He could feel his cock throb, pressed tightly against Shikamaru, rubbing against his ass. He groaned against the Nara’s neck and slid his hand away from the boy's balls, pulling his lower body back enough to slip a hand down to Shikamaru’s entrance.

Shikamaru shuddered and whined softly, wanting more stimulation. He turned his head to the side and brought a hand up to move Sasuke’s from his neck. He opened his eyes again, pressing his lips against the Uchiha’s.

Sasuke kissed back, pushing his tongue into the other’s mouth as he inserted a finger into his entrance. He lightly moved his hips, the head of his shaft rubbing against Shikamaru’s back and forcing a low moan to come from his lips.

Shikamaru moaned, pressing back against him and his hand. He moved his tongue against Sasuke’s, deepening the kiss.

“Ngh…” Sasuke groaned out, moving his hips more, his pumping hand slowing down as he began stretching the Nara more, kissing him back with somehow more heat than before.

Shikamaru broke the kiss to catch his breath, panting as he leaned against Sasuke. He let out another moan, though softer, and closed his eyes.

Sasuke panted as well, glancing down and seeing the curse mark. He narrowed his eyes lightly at the dark stain on Shikamaru’s skin, adding a second finger and stretching the other faster. He could feel himself getting closer, and he didn’t want to cum across some part of Shikamaru’s body again. He wanted to be inside him.

Shikamaru turned his head again, nipping softly up Sasuke’s jaw and soothing them after with kisses. He rocked his hips back again, shuddering as he felt his prostate barely brushed against.

Sasuke smirked, turning his face and stealing another kiss from the Nara. He pushed a third finger into Shikamaru’s entrance, remembering to actually do something with his other hand by running his thumb across the head of the Nara’s shaft.

Shikamaru whimpered slightly into the kiss, but any pain was forgotten easily at the attention to his erection. He arched his hips forward this time, moving into Sasuke’s other hand.

Sasuke pulled away from the kiss, licking at Shikamaru’s lips before moving down to the curse mark. From experience he knew not to bite it, but he could still lick and kiss it without forcing a premature orgasm out of Shikamaru. He did this, moving his fingers and feeling that Shikamaru was almost stretched enough.

“Ready?” He breathed across the mark hotly, flicking his tongue against it.

Shikamaru moaned and tilted his head back, almost resting on Sasuke’s shoulder. He nodded in answer, not trusting his voice to work properly at the moment.

Sasuke nodded as well, removing his hands and placing them on the Nara’s hips. He used one hand to position himself, keeping Shikamaru still as he began sliding the head of his cock in, hissing out slowly.

At a thought, he paused, lifting his hands and grasping Shikamaru’s. He moved the boy’s arms so that his hands were against the tiled wall, bracing himself, and then returned his hands to the Nara’s hips, sliding the rest of the way in with a soft moan.

Shikamaru caught on and leaned most of his weight on his arms, leaning forward a little with his hips and ass still against the Uchiha. He curled a hand into a fist, releasing a low moan once Sasuke was fully in. He rocked his hips back a little, not wanting to wait more.

Sasuke made a louder noise, his grip tightening at Shikamaru’s hips. He pulled back slowly, enjoying the feel of Shikamaru’s muscles pulling at him and the water from the shower pouring over the hot skin of his cock and balls. It felt delicious to push back in, Shikamaru’s body so much hotter than the water cascading over them both.

Shikamaru shuddered, groaning softly. He leaned his head forward a little, forehead just barely touching the tiled walls and cooling his skin there.

Beginning to pump in and out of the boy at a faster pace, Sasuke’s grip holding Shikamaru’s lower body in place tightened. He bent his upper body, chest rubbing against the Nara’s back, kissing the back of Shikamaru’s neck where the hickey was.

Shikamaru moved one hand to grip the back of Sasuke’s head, twisting his upper body a little to kiss him again. He knew he wouldn’t last too much longer, body trembling a little.

Sasuke kissed back, loving the feel of the other’s mouth against his own, his tongue tangling with the Nara’s. He thrust in fervently now, speed picking up faster than he’d meant as he lost himself in the kiss and the feeling of his release coming closer with each deep pump of his hips.

Shikamaru tightened his grip in Sasuke’s hair and arched his back downwards. He broke from the kiss and let out a small cry as his body tightened, cumming onto the shower bottom and lower wall.

Sasuke bit his lip, feeling the tightening muscles all around his cock, pulling the orgasm from his body with pleasurable force.

“Hah, Shikamaru…” He moaned as he came, coating the Nara’s insides with his seed. His arms quivered, his legs suddenly feeling weak as he rested his head against Shikamaru’s shoulder.

Shikamaru shuddered slightly, moving his arm to hold himself up against the wall again. He panted softly, waiting for his breath to even out again.

Sasuke pulled back and out, stepping away from the inviting body. He knew that if he stayed near the naked body long enough he could get riled again.

“Mmm, I think I like showers.” He commented softly, smirking at the boy as he regained his own breath.

Shikamaru chuckled and straightened himself up, turning around to look at Sasuke. “If they always included sex, I think everyone would,” he said.

“Well, not always sex. Sexual stimulation in the shower though, that’s good.” Sasuke said. He wouldn’t mind kneeling down and sucking the Nara off, or reversing the roles and getting sucked off. “But I think next time we try this, I want to see your face as you cum.”

Shikamaru blushed a little, but smirked. “Well, we’ll just see what you get to watch,” he said as he moved forward to get under the full spray of water and started to clean himself. He wanted to take his time, but they needed to hurry up and meet with the Hokage.

Sasuke remained where he was, simply watching Shikamaru. He licked his lips, his stomach churning with desire and his mind with lust. It was too soon for other things to begin acting up, but he didn’t care. His eyes followed every curve of muscle, watched all the suds sliding across his body.

“We’ll see indeed…”

Shikamaru rolled his eyes and, muttering a troublesome to himself, tossed Sasuke the soapy washcloth he had been using.

“Stop drooling and start washing,” he said, starting to lather up his hair.

“How can I not appreciate the view? I only have one week before I’ll have to start looking at your face when I talk to you.” Sasuke said, running the sudsy cloth over both his arms quickly, moving to scrub at his chest. “Not to mention actually staying on topic and not fantasizing.”

Shikamaru smirked, rinsing out his hair before adding some conditioner. “I’m sure you’ll find a way to control yourself.”

“Oh, I will find a way. But that doesn’t mean I’ll like it.” Sasuke said, washing his entire front and moving onto his waist and down. He smirked, standing straight and waiting for Shikamaru to finish rinsing out the conditioner.

“Wash my back for me?” He held out the cloth, still foaming with soap.

Shikamaru quirked an eyebrow but just nodded and moved forward, grabbing the cloth. He moved behind Sasuke and pressed the cloth to his shoulder, swiping it across then down and over again until he reached the small of his back. He grinned before lowering the cloth and started washing one of his ass cheeks.

Sasuke closed his eyes, relishing in the feeling of his back being cleaned and not having to stretch his arms back to do it. He felt a shiver go down his spine as Shikamaru began washing his buttock, his ass and thighs tightening under the treatment.

Shikamaru moved across to the other one, putting a bit more pressure and almost massaging it. He smirked again and started washing up his back again.

Sasuke bit his lip to keep in the slight sound the other had drawn from him. He was a mix of thankful and resentful when Shikamaru moved up to continue washing his back again. He reached down, grasping the shampoo and cupping his hand under the head of it. He began lathering his hair, enjoying the way it felt to flex his shoulder muscles under Shikamaru’s touch.

Shikamaru stopped washing his back once it was covered in suds and stepped back around him to let him rinse off all the soap. He started cleaning off the soapy cloth and, once done with that, leaned over to kiss a part of the Uchiha’s face that wasn’t soapy.

“I’ll leave you to finish and go get dressed,” he said, moving out of the shower.

Sasuke, alone in the shower now, allowed himself to pout as much as he could. He stepped into the spray, letting the water wash away the suds on his skin and in his hair. He quickly lathered the conditioner in, repeating the rinsing process, before stepping back out into the bathroom.

He grabbed a towel out from under the sink, drying off most of the excess water before lifting it to his hair, scrubbing at the locks. He stepped out of the room that way, walking through the house towards Shikamaru’s bedroom. He needed another pair of boxers.

Shikamaru was already dressed and sitting on his bed, finishing pulling up his hair. He glanced over as Sasuke entered and he smirked. “Help yourself to whatever clothes you find,” he said, leaning back on his arms.

Nodding, Sasuke continued scrubbing his locks into disarray. He stepped up to the dresser, dropping the towel to his shoulder as he riffled through the Nara’s underwear drawer. He dug deep, curiosity urging him to shove the normal, bland boxers to the side. At the bottom he found what he was looking for, the embarrassing sets that all men got from various relations.

“Hmmm, you’ve got an interesting collection of frilly thongs, Shikamaru.” He said, reaching down. Was this silk he was feeling?

Shikamaru flushed and let out an exasperated groan, only saying, “Ino,” thinking it was enough of an explanation. He smirked after a second and added, “If you want to wear any of them, though, go right ahead. I’m sure they’d look better on you.”

Sasuke chuckled, reaching into the corner. He pulled out a small wad of black fishnet, unraveling it to show that it was indeed another thong. The fishnet part was what cupped the genitalia, thick black string intended to hug the hips and then meet in a small triangle at the back.

“It matches that net shirt you wear all the time.” He said, turning to show his prize to Shikamaru.

Shikamaru scowled lightly and shook his head. “That’s probably why she got them,” he said, laying back on the bed to get more comfortable while Sasuke dressed. “Troublesome woman.”

Sasuke couldn’t keep the smirk off his face as he tossed the scant netting back into the drawer. He amused himself by going through more of the embarrassing things, laughing at Ino’s choice in lingerie. Some of these things would look very sexy on Shikamaru.

“You should wear these more often.” He commented as he slipped plain black boxers on, holding out a bag that hadn’t even been opened yet. Inside was something frilly, pink, and meant for woman.

Shikamaru lifted his head to look and just let it drop back down, groaning again. “How about not and you can pretend I did?” he muttered, scowling more. He kept telling her to stop buying him those, but he swore that girl had selective hearing.

“But you would look so sexy in these -” Sasuke turned the bag so he could see, reading the label out loud. “Luscious valentine’s panties. Sure to allure any guy lucky enough to see.” He almost laughed outright, tossing them into the drawer as well.

Shikamaru blushed, swearing to himself that if Ino got him any more he’d hit her. Screw that she was a best friend, teammate and a girl; it would be her fault anyway for not stopping. “Just finish getting dressed,” he grumbled.

“It’s so much better to see you blush.” Sasuke said, pulling a shirt on nevertheless. Once again it was tight, clinging to his chest. Maybe Shikamaru would develop some muscle tone with all their sex? He contemplated this as he slipped on a pair of pants that hugged his ass a little more than the last pair. He was sure if he bent down something would go wrong.

Shikamaru ignored the comment, yawning as he stared up at his ceiling. He frowned a little, contemplating how to bring up this whole thing to Tsunade without getting the Uchiha put in the prison hold on site.

“Ready to go?” Sasuke asked, seeing the Nara yawning and staring off into space. He wanted to actually go somewhere since he’d finally bothered to get dressed and it didn’t look like he’d be needing to take his clothes off anytime soon. Unfortunately.

Shikamaru glanced over at him and sat up, nodding. He stood up, stretching a little, and grabbed his chuunin vest, slipping it on. He attached his weapons pouches too, but they were more for show. He sighed and turned to Sasuke again.

“Okay, once we get to the Hokage Tower, the best way to do this is to pretend I’m… sort of bringing you in. For once, forget your pride and do not walk with your head held high. If you strut in, with me or not, it won’t be taken lightly,” he said, starting to walk into his living room. “I’ll talk to Tsunade first, then I’ll call for you to come in.”

Sasuke’s eyes narrowed slightly at the thought of having to act… subdued. He hated looking down in a room of people. It felt strange to him not to look people in the eye.

“…Fine then.” He said after a moment of deliberation. He wouldn’t like it, and would be teased no doubt by the one before him later on. “Lead the way.”

Shikamaru looked over at him for a second before nodded and heading out without another word. Once out of the building he started speeding down the streets, wanting to get the tower as soon as possible and out of the way of prying eyes.

Sasuke followed suit, running as close behind the Nara as he could. It felt strange to be moving through the village again, and at such speeds that no one but higher up ninja’s would be able to perceive them.

Soon enough they were coming up on the tower.