A Troublesome Series of Events

THANK YOU GUYS FOR THE REVIEWS~*~*~. Ahah, here's the dinner with some Embarrass Shikamaru Time!

Luney and I played the same characters here. [:

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“Well finally,” Yoshino said when she saw them. “You could have helped set the table, you know.”

“Wasn’t asked,” he simply said, shrugging.

“Augh, well just sit down now. Either way it’s all ready for us to eat and we’re going to have a nice conversation too,” she said, giving pointed looks to both of the Nara men.

Sasuke smirked as discreetly as he could, reaching out for a drink to help hide the up tilt to his lips.

A loud knock was heard on the door to the house, stopping all movement at the dinner table. Shikaku glanced at his wife, and decided that maybe earning some brownie points to save himself from the mistake of being lazy about fetching his son was in order.

“I’ll get it.” He stood, heading to the door. Moments later he returned, a grinning Inuzuka following behind him.

“Yoshino, we have a visitor. He’s a friend of Shikamaru’s.”

“Oh, you’re Tsume’s boy, right?” Yoshino asked, standing up from her chair. She went over and ushered him towards the table and to where Shikaku had been sitting—he could find an extra chair for himself after all.

“We were just about to eat but you can help yourself, too. There’s plenty to go around,” she said, smiling before looking at Shikamaru. “Aren’t you going to say hi to your friend?”

Shikamaru sighed and lifted a hand in greeting. “Yo,” he muttered shortly before starting to eat.

Shikaku sat down after pulling another chair up, situating himself next to his wife. Kiba sat down in the chair he’d been offered, grinning at the other two boys happily.

“'Sup guys? Got my pictures developed today. Anyone like to see 'em?” He said genially, reaching into his coat pocket and pulling out a photo packet. Sasuke narrowed his eyes, refraining from saying much, starting to eat the dinner himself.

Shikamaru rolled his eyes, reaching for his drink. Of course Kiba would be here for that.

“Pictures?” Yoshino asked, looking up from slapping her husband’s hands from taking too much food. “What of?”

“Well, this morning I was supposed to get Shikamaru and Sasuke for Tsunade, and I saw them all cuddled together in bed and it looked so cute, I couldn’t resist.” Kiba said, offering up the pictures. He’d made sure to take out the ones of Sasuke when he’d been woken up, just in case. All the parents would see is Shikamaru on his side, cuddling Sasuke’s head against the middle of his front, Sasuke’s arms wrapped around his waist.

Yoshino took the photos and sifted through them, making cooing noises at them. After each picture she all but shoved them at Shikaku, watching him for reactions.

Shikaku dutifully looked through them, smirking slightly when he handed them back to Kiba.

“So, you both sleep together?” He asked, raising an eyebrow suggestively at his son. Sasuke sputtered, blushing minutely as he took a swig of his drink to cover his face. Kiba bit the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing his ass off.

Shikamaru scowled, blushing lightly himself. “Troublesome. He has his own room,” he answered, avoiding the real question. It wasn’t their business anyway.

“If he has his own room, then why…?” Shikaku’s smirk turned into a grin, Kiba letting a small snicker escape him as he listened in on the conversation. Sasuke put the glass down, lowering his head so his bangs partially covered his face.

“Tch. Why not?” Shikamaru said, shrugging. “Do you really want to know that much about your son’s private life?” he challenged, raising an eyebrow in question.

“Maybe I do. My son’s a growing young man, nothing to be ashamed of, is there?” Shikaku challenged back. Kiba smothered his laughter, leaning over interestedly, feigning getting food. Sasuke remained silent and still, unsure whether to get into the conversation or not.

“Enough!” Yoshino yelled, slapping her hands down on the table. “Talk about something more civilized during dinner, you two.”

“How about how Kiba’s going to hide from the Hyuugas?” Shikamaru muttered unheard from his mother, turning his gaze onto Kiba and narrowing his eyes.

Sasuke smiled, snickering lowly. Kiba huffed, taking a somewhat savage bite out of the food he’d taken from his plate. Shikaku leaned back, nodding to his wife.

“Alright, we’ll stop. What’s up anyway Shikamaru?”

Shikamaru smirked before looking back at his father. “Nothing really. We just came from getting a checkup—“

“Why didn’t you say so before?” Yoshino interrupted. “Did the Hokage check you herself? What did she say?”

Rolling his eyes, Shikamaru nodded. “She said I was fine and now it’s officially doctor’s orders that I’m not allowed to work,” he said, smirk re-appearing.

“Well, that makes you a lucky bastard then.” Shikaku said, sitting back with a slightly envious look in his eyes. Kiba only snickered more.

“I see where you get it from now.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m like my old man, I get it,” Shikamaru said, hiding his smirk from Shikaku. “At least I have enough sense to change my clothes after more than three years.”

“He does have a point, Shikaku,” Yoshino said, eyeing his jacket.

“Too troublesome to break in a new one. Besides, this one holds memories.” Shikaku said, picking at his food. Kiba snorted softly, taking a deep drink out of his glass. Sasuke smirked at the man.

“Hmph. Next time I have to patch it, though, it’s being thrown out,” Yoshino said before taking another bite of her food.

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“Oh, you know those pictures you brought over reminded me I haven’t gone through our family pictures in so long,” Yoshino commented after cleaning up the table and letting the dishes soak. “Why don’t we do that now while we’re all here?”

“Ugh, mom, we can’t—“

“Nonsense,” she said, waving him off. “If you’re forbidden from working you can’t possibly have anything important to do.”

Sasuke wasn’t all that intrigued by the thought of seeing Shikamaru as a little toddler. He’d known the boy back then, or at least known of him.

“Yes, exactly! Let’s pull those out.” Kiba said, grinning charmingly at Yoshino. Sasuke narrowed his eyes at the canine boy. Time spent reminiscing on old family photos is time he could have been spending alone with Shikamaru. Granted that usually lead to sex, but that wasn’t so bad.

Yoshino brought out two thick photo albums, turning her sharp gaze onto Shikaku. “You’re staying too,” she said as she sat down on the couch. “No drinking with your buddies today.”

Shikamaru snorted, flopping back into a single armchair, not interested in looking at the photos.

Sasuke glanced around, seeing no other spots to sit in as Kiba and Shikamaru’s parents situated themselves on the couch. He shrugged, sitting on the floor beside Shikamaru’s chair. Hearing Kiba’s snicker, he looked up.

“Wish I still had my camera.” Kiba said, sweeping his eyes over Sasuke’s posture at the feet of Shikamaru. It could be easily read what he was thinking.

Shikamaru just rolled his eyes as his mother opened the first album which started with pictures from their wedding.

“Look, Shikaku. Oh you used to clean up so well.”

Shikaku rolled his eyes, reclining into the couch. Kiba laughed, flipping some of the pages, pausing at one that showed a little Shikamaru sleeping on a beach towel beside his father.

“You both fell asleep at the beach?” Kiba asked, laughing. Sasuke inclined his head back, looking at Shikamaru with mostly bored, slightly intrigued eyes.

Shikamaru shrugged, resting his head on his hand, supporting it on the arm of the chair. “There was nothing to do there besides swim or run. Besides, the heat makes me more tired.”

Yoshino rolled her eyes, huffing. “Yes, and they both were too lazy to put on sunblock and had burns for the next week.”

Kiba roared with laughter. Sasuke chuckled, crossing his arms over his stomach and bringing his legs up.

“That’s priceless! Shikamaru did something stupid in his life!” Kiba said, amazed. The Nara seemed too smart for something so bone headed.

“You should have seen them, red as a lobster and I swear, Shikamaru even complained about it in his sleep,” Yoshino said, turning the album page. “Oh, this is when he was first learning shogi. You should never have let him beat you that one time, Shikaku.”

“He didn’t let me,” Shikamaru said, scowling. “He didn’t speak for ten minutes after he was so surprised.”

Kiba toned his laughter down to minute snickers, glancing over to see Shikaku’s eyes closed conveniently. He flipped the page, seeing a little girl with her ass showing.

“What’s with the chick?” He said, squinting. Shikaku opened his eyes, before chuckling.

“That’s Shikamaru with his hair down. He liked to go nude, something about dressing being too troublesome.”

Shikamaru’s scowl deepened and he glanced away, blushing a little. “Well it was,” he muttered.

Yoshino laughed, shaking her head. “I must have had to dress him until he was four and got tired of me fussing.”

“Man, I want to see you with your hair down now!” Kiba said, glancing over at the blushing boy with a smirk. Sasuke snorted, laughing internally.

“I think we might have some pictures in the other one, it’s more recent.” Shikaku chipped in.

“Tch, you’ll get to see it down now when we all get to see Kakashi’s face,” Shikamaru said, narrowed eyes looking back over at Kiba.

Yoshino rolled her eyes again, not bothering to stop their bickering this time. She closed the album and reached for the other one. “Fine, we’ll look in this one.”

"Oh, come on! You have to take it down sometime.” Kiba said, grinning at him. His eyes were sparkling, like if Shikamaru refused he might start stalking him with a camera. Sasuke would have growled, if he’d been watching.

Shikamaru’s eye twitched a little. “Why do I put up with you again?”

“Shikamaru! Be nicer to your friends,” Yoshino scolded, glaring at him before opening the second album.

Shikamaru opened his mouth to protest but just sighed and crossed his arms. He scowled again, though was sure it looked more like a pout.

“Because you love me deep down inside.” Kiba said, eagerly checking out these ones. They seemed to be of him around 9 or 10 and up.

“I’m sure it’s somewhere very deep and dark and unseen.” Sasuke agreed, tilting his head to the side. This seemed like it was going to take forever.

“You keep telling yourself that, Kiba,” Shikamaru said.

Yoshino suddenly laughed, pointing to a picture of Ino grinning widely and covered in costume jewelry and her mother’s dress, a matching, grumpy Shikamaru next to her. “Oh, I remember this. It was one of the first times we were able to finally make a play-date for Shikamaru and Ino.”

“Oh my god Shikamaru, even if you don’t love me, I’m loving this!” Kiba said, pointing at the picture of the cross-dressing boy. “I can’t believe she got you to wear a dress. And such a frilly pink thing at that!”

Sasuke smirked, cracking an eye open at Shikamaru.

“Pink?”

Shikamaru’s eye twitched again, glaring at Kiba before turning his gaze to Sasuke. “Tch, I had no choice. That woman had all the adults wrapped around her fingers back then. If she had so much frowned when we played, I got scolded.”

“Oh, don’t be dramatic. Ino did things that she didn’t want to, too,” Yoshino said.

“Yeah, she had to sit quiet for ten minutes. Big deal.”

“For her it was.” Shikaku added in, opening one eye after having closed them. He’d been lightly dosing up until this point. Kiba nodded.

“Sitting quietly is a hard thing to do, Shikamaru. Don’t underestimate how hard it is for some people.” Kiba said, somehow not sounding so sincere while he was fawning over the rest of the pictures that had been taken that day.

“Whatever,” he mumbled. “She still manipulated you all.”

Yoshino just rolled her eyes and turned the page to look at more pictures.

“Awww, look, it’s when you got promoted to chuunin!” Kiba said. He smirked, seeing Shikamaru’s blush on the photo. He didn’t understand why the boy had been so embarrassed when they teased him about it.

Sasuke closed his eyes again, tilting his head to the side. A nap might be in order.

“Well as nice as this has been,” Shikamaru started sarcastically. “we need to go.” He lightly nudged Sasuke with his foot before standing up.

“Aww, but Shikamaru, there’s still so many pictures of you to be looked at!” Kiba said, grinning toothily. Shikaku yawned, waving his hand at the three teens.

“Go ahead boys; we’ve kept you long enough I think.” He said, settling back onto the couch comfortably. Sasuke yawned himself, standing up himself and stretching.

“Fine,” Yoshino said, closing the album, setting them on the table and standing up. She went over to Shikamaru and gave him a hug before pulling back and straightening his clothes. “You should come by more often though.”

Shikamaru sighed, standing still and letting her fuss. “Yeah, okay,” he muttered. After she was done, he walked over to Kiba and grabbed his wrist, dragging him towards the door. “Bye.”

Kiba followed along, shouting out his thanks and goodbye’s as he was dragged away, Sasuke following behind him.

“Well, that was fun wasn’t it?” He said, laughing loudly now that they were out of the house and in the open. Sasuke winced from the sheer volume of the barking sound.

Shikamaru scowled and let go of his wrist only to smack him on the back of his head. “Speak of those pictures to no one,” he said. “And I will want the copies and negatives of your pictures. Last chance before I go to the Hyuuga compound.”

Kiba made a low whimpering sound, giving Shikamaru a beseeching look with his best innocent eyes, lip trembling in an almost mockingly sweet way.

“But, they’re just so cute! And come on, you’ve both got boxers on. It’s not like anyone’s going to see nothin’, nothin’ but loooove.” Kiba switched his act from sweet innocence to suggestive mid-sentence. Sasuke narrowed his eyes, smacking the boy on the back of head as well.

“We’ll tell them we caught you masturbating to her in the onsen.”

“Which probably isn’t far from the truth, actually. Maybe I should tell them anyway—to protect Hinata’s virtue and all,” Shikamaru said, keeping his face from showing any hint he was enjoying this.

“Come on, like anyone will make much of it. Besides me.” Kiba said. He clutched to the packet, hugging the proof of Sasuke’s cuddly and fluffy side. The Uchiha growled, not liking the idea of anyone else seeing them.

“At least give us the negatives,” Shikamaru said with a sigh. If he kept the pictures, fine, but he wasn’t going to let him make more copies.

“Fine, fine, I’ll give you the negatives… But I don’t got them on me.” He said, sauntering off in the direction of his house. “I’ll give them to you now if you really wanna come to my house. Hey, why not have a threesome while we’re at it, right? If Uchiha’s too stuck up to take it, fine by me. I’ll be in the middle.” Kiba said, turning and walking backwards, grinning at them.

“Kiba,” Shikamaru started, quirking an eyebrow at his boldness. Or stupidity—either way. “I’d quit while you’re still alive.” He shook his head but just stuffed his hands in his pockets and followed after him. After all, if they didn’t get them now, Kiba would probably claim they went missing or some such idea.

“Awww, you know you want me. Come on, you guys haven’t thought about a threesome? I know one of you has to have. All couples at least think about it. Doesn’t even have to have been me, I’m guessing, Naruto? Yeah, Naruto, ‘specially since he’s moving in. Hey, why not a foursome? I’m totally game. Come on, we’re all guys, we’re horny bastards and that would be such fucking fun!” Kiba rattled on, eyes glazing over and focusing at intervals.

“Kiba, we might have considered it, if it weren’t for the fact you would brag about it to everyone.” Sasuke snapped, following along to make sure Shikamaru wasn’t jumped by the horny mutt.

Shikamaru rolled his eyes. “Maybe. With as big of a braggart as he is, he’s probably no good at it,” he said with a smirk, teasing Kiba. “If we wanted someone for the sake of good sex, I’d pick Kakashi. With all those books, he’s bound to know something good.”

“Hey, I’m great in bed! If you ever need proof, I’m available.” Kiba said, smiling at Shikamaru invitingly. “The both of you.” His gaze slid to Sasuke, becoming devious. “But, if I had to pick, I’d totally do Lee.” Sasuke winced, giving the boy a strange look. “What? He’d have stamina! And his body learns quickly!” Kiba defended hotly.

“I’d pick Kotetsu and Izumo. They’ve been a couple for years now; they must have some good tricks by now.” Sasuke chipped in, smirking at Kiba’s look of surprise and contemplation.

Shikamaru nodded, smirk widening. “That’s true. There’s also Gaara. Without the Ichibi he’s a lot calmer. And his sand could add an interesting… element to it,” he said, snickering.

“Yeah, Shikamaru, that’s what I’m talking about!” Kiba said happily, grinning at the Nara lecherously. Sasuke’s eyes had widened slightly, before settling back into their normal slightly narrowed expression.

“Well, on the subject of interesting things, I’d have to say Shino.” Sasuke said, leering at Kiba in his own right. The Inuzuka looked delighted to have successfully pulled the others into this topic.

“Well, what about Neji? His eyes would let him totally see just where to touch, and his quick hands could be put to good use.” He chimed in, cheerily turning to see his house coming up.

Rolling his eyes, Shikamaru shook his head. “As much as the byakugan and juuken would be good for sex, Neji’s personality is just a turn-off for me.”

“We’re taking personality into account? I thought we were just listing our personal tap lists.” Kiba said. Sasuke rolled his eyes this time, snorting.

“Do you really go around the village thinking ‘I’d tap that’ about people?” He asked. Kiba grinned.

“Hey Shika.” He pointed at Sasuke, licking his lips. ”I’d tap that. Hard core style.”

“You’ve already established that, Kiba,” Shikamaru said. “Besides, even if he was available, he’d be out of your league.” He paused in his step as they reached Kiba’s door. “But either way, how about you get those negatives, hm?”

“Awww, to the heart with that one Shika, to the heart!” Kiba said, clutching at his chest. Sasuke smirked, stepping nearer to Shikamaru as Kiba theatrically made grabbing motions at him. His face looked comically stricken.

“Fine, fine, I’ll go. Just know that you two are in my mind tonight.” His face broke into another lecherous grin, his hand flitting down before coming back up quickly, just enough to emphasize his groin.

Shikamaru snorted. “I bet we won’t be the only ones on your mind,” he said. “We’ll wait here while you get them. Last time I was here Kuromaru tried to rip my arm off and I’d rather not relive that.”

“Hey, that’s not true. With the two of you, there’s plenty of food for thought tonight!” He said, winking at them. He took off, running into his house to the sound of dogs barking and yipping, some sounding happy and some sounding irate. He re-appeared quickly, holding the negatives out.

Shikamaru reached out and took them, holding them up to let the light shine through to make them visible. “Is this really all of them?” he asked, looking back over at Kiba with a raised eyebrow.

“Unfortunately. If you’ll let me keep some I’d be more than willing. I really like when Sasuke’s in the air, his muscles are all taut and his hair is messy and he just looks so feral. But, if you don’t want one I can, uh, fap to if you know what I mean,” Kiba grinned lewdly at them. “Then this one, should be near the top, where you’re both cuddled up so dear and special to each other. It’s like the perfect couple picture.”

Shikamaru rolled his eyes and pocketed the negatives. “You already have your copies still. If you’ve lost them or given them out already that’s not our problem.”

“I know, I’m talking if I want to spread the love though. Make copies of the good ones, right?” He smiled at the two, fang glinting. Sasuke scowled at him, glad that he wouldn’t be able to make any more copies. It was bad enough he got to keep the other pictures.

“Well you won’t be getting these back,” Shikamaru said with a shrug. “And as enlightening as it’s been to talk with you, we’re going to go.”

Kiba pouted, but nodded. He waved them off, sighing.

“Fine, go. I’ll just enjoy being alone.” He said, sounding sad. Sasuke rolled his eyes, calling over his shoulder as he began to walk away.

“You’re never alone in your house. Talk to the animals.”

“Besides, it’s not like we’re the only ones you know in Konoha,” Shikamaru said before following after Sasuke. Once they were out of earshot, he turned to look at Sasuke and smirked. “To the Hyuuga compound?”

“Mmm, that would mean seeing Neji again. Why not just go home, hang out?” Sasuke said, putting his hands into his pockets as he walked. It didn’t sound so appealing to see the Hyuuga again, especially with Shikamaru having just gotten back. Relaxing at his own home was a much better idea to him.

“Alright,” Shikamaru said, shrugging again. “You know,” he started after a pause of quiet. “My feet are feeling a little sore with all this walking,” he said, voice exaggerating as his smirk grew.

Sasuke smirked back at the boy, chuckling.

“Hmm, I might be inclined to give you a ride. For a price.” He said, smirk twisting into a grin.