A Troublesome Series of Events

Happy birthday, Shikamaru. :B 'Nother chapter after this and then it's off to bed for moi!

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Sasuke lifted a hand, putting a finger to his lips.

“Shhh... Shhh... It’s okay.” He took a bite from the rice ball, closing his eyes. “I want to fuck you Shikamaru.”

Shikamaru blinked, sighing. "Maybe I'll let you later, after the party. But not while you're drunk."

Sasuke sat up, just barely managing not banging his head on the underside of the table. He dropped his food, crawling towards Shikamaru. He rubbed his hands over Shikamaru’s groin, resting his cheek against his thigh as he forced his legs apart. “I wanna fuck you though.”

Shikamaru flushed, eyes widening and bringing his hands down to push Sasuke away. "You can, but later."

Sasuke moved back, nuzzling Shikamaru’s inner thigh.

“I wanna fuck you now.” He nipped, rubbing at Shikamaru again.

Naruto whistled from the side, snickering at Sasuke’s persistence. “Wow, he really likes you.”

Shikamaru frowned, glaring slightly at Naruto. "You're not helping," he said before turning his attention back to Sasuke, still trying to get him to move back.

"Not now, Sasuke."

“I want to now.” He pressed forward, pulling at Shikamaru’s pants, wanting to get at his cock.

Naruto snickered more, patting Shikamaru on the shoulder. “Maybe you should just let him do it?” He teased.

Shikamaru narrowed his eyes, grabbing both of Sasuke's wrists and pulling his hands away before standing up. "Not here."

Sasuke pouted at him. “Why not?”

Shikamaru reigned in his disbelief and temper, reminding himself that Sasuke was drunk as fuck. "We're in the middle of a public party with all of our friends. We're not having sex now."

Sasuke dropped his eyes, nodding.

“Yeah... But I want to.” His hand slid across his own crotch, face twisting. “God, I want to.”

Shikamaru sighed, bending down slightly and dragging him out from under the table. "If you can't control it, go home," he said, wondering in the back of his mind if that had been the Uchiha's plan all along.

Sasuke leaned against Shikamaru, nuzzling him. “Come with me.”

Shikamaru frowned, looking to Naruto for help. "I have to stay here, Sasuke. Besides I actually want to be at the party."

Naruto slid out from the booth, gripping Sasuke’s hips. “Come on, Sasuke, I’ll take you home.”

The Uchiha shook his head, clinging to Shikamaru. “I want Shika!”

Shikamaru sighed, mentally shaking his head and hoping he wouldn't regret this. "If I let you, will you calm down or go home?"

Sasuke’s hands ran down to Shikamaru’s backside, squeezing.

“Yeaaah, I will.” He nuzzled his neck, nipping and ignoring Naruto’s hands as they tried pulling him more.

Shikamaru wasn't really sure if he would, but he couldn't let Sasuke keep groping him like that, even if everyone did know they were together. "Not out here," he said, somehow extracting himself from Sasuke's arms and looking at Naruto apologetically. "Can you make sure no one goes in the bathroom for a while?"

Naruto laughed, nodding. “Sure thing, Shika. Just don’t be too loud.”

Shikamaru rolled his eyes and started heading towards the bathroom, expecting Sasuke to follow him. After a second thought, he grabbed Sasuke's wrist; he wouldn't be surprised if he fell down while walking or lost his way or something.

Sasuke stumbled, almost tripping as he followed Shikamaru eagerly, not registering Naruto’s farewell catcall. Once they’d entered the room he leaned against Shikamaru, nibbling his neck and running his hands over his body.

Shikamaru moved further in, wishing it was a single restroom with a lock but he'd just have to trust Naruto to steer everyone away for a while. He let his eyes slide to half-mast when his back made contact with a wall and he tilted his head back a little.

Sasuke’s hand immediately dove for Shikamaru’s groin, stumbling on the button and eventually just sliding over the waistband of the loose material.

“Mmm, Shika... I love you.” He spoke as he kissed him, stroking.

Shikamaru blinked, freezing for a second before relaxing with a small smile, sliding his arms around Sasuke.

"I love you, too," he murmured.

Sasuke kissed softly along his neck, repeating the news with every touch of lips to skin. He giggled when he reached Shikamaru’s lips. “You know what, Shika?” He leaned his forehead against the others, fevered eyes hooded and face still hot and flushed. He forgot about his hand in all of his excitement.

Shikamaru's lips twitched slightly and he lifted an eyebrow, doing his best to keep his body still and not squirm. "What?"

He giggled again, kissing him softly.

“I love you.” He leaned heavily on Shikamaru, body suddenly not listening to his brain. He slid down, still pressed to Shikamaru all the way down to the zipper. “I love you... Shika.”

Shikamaru sighed softly, still smiling and looked down at Sasuke, letting his hands rest on his head. He ran his fingers through his hair, part of him hoping that Sasuke would end up passing out before anything happened.

"I love you too, Sasuke."

Sasuke breathed out, resting more against Shikamaru, the other’s zipper digging into his skin. He could almost feel his conscious slipping away, murmuring words he couldn’t remember after he’d said them.

“I love you... an’ Naruto... an’ you... an’ sleeping... an’ tomatoes... You like tomatoes?” His voice lowered even more as he lost control of his brain. “An’ when Naruto tie me up... an’ when you topped... an’ when Kiba... Kiba...” His hands slumped, leaning deadweight against Shikamaru’s legs.

Shikamaru couldn't keep a chuckle from slipping out, bending down slightly and tugging him off before moving him to sit against the wall. He pressed a soft kiss to his lips then moved away and headed to the door, opening it and looking out.

"Naruto?"

The blond turned, raising a brow. “That fast? Alcohol really does lower performance.”

Shikamaru snorted, shaking his head. "He passed out before we even undressed. You mind carrying him home?"

Naruto snickered, shaking his head that he didn’t mind.

“So what, you guys went in there and he just fell over? I’m so going to tell him tomorrow!”

Shikamaru chuckled, moving back into the bathroom so Naruto could come in. "Not exactly," he said, smiling. "He started kissing and groping me but then he started talking about how he loved me. Then he slumped over and passed out."

Naruto gave him a startled look before shaking it off.

“Wow... never thought the Teme’d say it... Trust him to say it first when he’s drunk,” he scoffed, bending down to pick up the other male. He was surprised by the weight the seemingly thin boy held. “And he’s a fat bastard too; remind me to put him on a diet.”

Shikamaru laughed again. "Said he loved you, too," he said. "And tomatoes, but that was obviously the sake talking since it didn't have anything to do with what he said before."

Naruto laughed, positioning Sasuke to be on his back and his hands were under his thighs.

“Well, what if he loves tomatoes as much as us?”

Shikamaru smirked widely. "Then I would wonder if he gets a boner when he eats them," he said with a chuckle.

Naruto snickered more. “Maybe he does but just says he was thinking of us?”

"Maybe," he said. He leaned over and kissed Naruto's cheek. "Take him home so he can sleep it off. Hopefully the party won't last too long."

Naruto turned his head, kissing Shikamaru’s lips.

“Alright. Can I leave him in the bathroom for when he pukes? I’ll give him a blanket...”

"Naruto..." He shook his head. "Put him on the bed and place a bucket next to him in case. If he wakes up, he'll need help, even if he refuses it."

Naruto pouted but nodded.

“Alright, alright, fine. I’ll put him in the bed.” He said, turning around to face the door. “Can you open it? I got no hands.”

Shikamaru nodded, moving forward and opening the door, walking out and holding it open for Naruto.

Naruto stepped through, nodding his thanks as he started heading for the front door. “Bye Shika!” he called back as he used his foot to push it open, getting strange looks from everyone within hearing distance. Which, with Naruto’s voice, was everyone in the bar.

Shikamaru snorted, shaking his head a little as he lifted a hand in farewell. He moved back to the vacated booth, picking up the dishes and bringing them back up to the bar.

Naruto took off, heading for home across the rooftops. When he reached it, he cursed, leaning forward so Sasuke would slide less as he quickly opened the door. He grumbled about deadweight Teme’s, stepping over the threshold and heading to the bedroom.

Hoping that Naruto wouldn't inadvertently making Sasuke feel worse, Shikamaru sat back down, glancing around the room. He was sure he could leave the party and not many people would notice him leaving, if anyone would at all, but he actually wanted to see his friends for once.

Kurenai spotted the teen sitting at the empty booth. She smiled, heading over.

“Shikamaru, how are you?”

Shikamaru looked over at the voice, smiling. "I'm fine, Kurenai-sensei. What about you?"

Kurenai smiled more, nodding her head. “I’m good, too. Is this seat taken?” she indicated the one across from him, her other hand resting on her prominent belly.

Shikamaru shook his head, eyes tracing her figure and wondering how long it would be before he ended up looking like that.

"No, go ahead and sit."

Kurenai nodded, catching the look and laughing softly. She sat carefully, keeping her hand on her stomach and sighing.

“It won’t be so bad with two people to wait on you hand and foot,” she said with a knowing smile.

Shikamaru blinked before smiling a little sheepishly. "I know," he said, glancing down at the table as he felt a little guilt rise in his stomach. He still felt it was his fault that Asuma had died; he should have been able to do something else, kept that Akatsuki member from getting back into the circle or... or something.

"Maybe I can send one of them over to you," he said looking back up, half-joking.

Kurenai waved her hand, smiling more. “Do you think I don’t have friends? Besides, I’m an adult Shikamaru. I can handle putting on a little weight.” She patted her stomach affectionately.

"Still... I was supposed to help you too and now I can't exactly do that," he said, shaking his head.

“You still can. You’re not incapable of movement once you start to show, Shikamaru.” She smiled kindly. “And you’ve done enough anyway. You shouldn’t feel so guilty.”

Shikamaru sighed, folding his arms on the table and giving a small smile. "I know I shouldn't... But I promised Asuma that I'd take care of you and the kid."

“You can make me feel better by letting our children play together,” she reassured. "So how far are you?"

Shikamaru chuckled, nodding. "Okay, okay. Ah... About three months, I think."

“So, you’ll be showing soon? Do you have the right clothes?”

"I am a little already, but not enough that you can notice with a shirt on yet," he said. "We haven't bought the clothes I'd need but I'm sure we will soon."

Kurenai nodded, laughing a little. “Where do you plan on buying them? I can’t imagine the male clothing having a maternity section.”

He smirked lightly. "No. I'm sure I can find some sweat pants to use for a couple months. After that I'm not sure. Ino volunteered to make me some clothes, but..." He grimaced, shaking his head. "I don't think I trust her taste. Or skill for that matter."

“I could sew something for you. I’m not sure about your tastes.“ She eyed him playfully, smiling again. “But if you give me your measurements, I’ll make some for you.”

"Just basic colors and design," he said. "I'm sure Ino would want to go overboard, which is why I don't trust her." He inwardly shuddered, only able to think she would make something to match all the prank underwear she'd given him. "But if you don't mind doing that, it would be really helpful."

“No problem at all, Shikamaru. I’ll be happy to help. How fast are you coming along?” She asked, wondering if she should start right away or not. She smiled at the thought of helping out the boy.

"I doubt I'll need clothes like that for a couple weeks yet," Shikamaru said, shaking his head a little. "Probably in another month, maybe even two."

“Okay. Just tell me a few weeks in advance so I can have them done by the time you need them, alright?” Kurenai smiled. “It won’t take more than two slow weeks to make what you need.”

"Alright, I'll let you know," he said, returning the smile. He glanced around the room for a second before sighing. "Man, I wish I could drink," he muttered.

Kurenai shook her head, laughing.

“You shouldn’t be drinking anyway.” She turned her body, hand at her belly again as she got to her feet. “I think I’ll go mingle with the others. Don’t want to keep you from your other friends just to talk about babies.”

Shikamaru smirked and nodded. "Okay, have fun," he said. "I'm sure I'll talk to you again soon."

“Tell the other two I said hi and that I have the clothing covered. I doubt Naruto’s thought of it but that Sasuke probably has.” She waved, walking from Shikamaru to speak with Hinata, wondering vaguely where Kiba had gone.

Shikamaru chuckled and gave another nod, lifting a hand at her wave. Before anyone else could come to the table, he got up again and made his way to the bar to get a regular glass of water.

Gaara spotted Shikamaru moving up to the bar. Kankuro had already left the party and he couldn’t find Naruto. He walked up to the other, speaking from behind him.

“Hello, Shikamaru. Where’s Naruto?”

Shikamaru turned his head at his name, giving a half smile. "Hey, Gaara. Naruto had to leave the party since Sasuke decided to get utterly drunk and he passed out. He took him home; sorry."

Gaara stared at him a moment before nodding.

“When can I see him?”

Shikamaru let out a silent sigh, pushing back to uncomfortable feeling that came from Gaara staring at you. "I dunno," he said with a shrug, grabbing the glass of water when it was finally set down on the counter for him. "You're welcome to stop by my place when you have time during the day, though," he added. "He hasn't been getting any missions that take him out of Konoha lately, so either he'll be home or I can point you in his direction."

Gaara nodded again, smiling faintly at the thought of seeing Naruto again.

“I might... if I have time.” He paused, as if considering. “...How are you, Shikamaru?”

Shikamaru smiled, sitting himself down on a stool instead of going back to the booth. "I'm good thanks," he said. "What about you? How are things going in Suna?"

“Things are going well.” Gaara remained standing. “Temari remained behind to deal with things while Kankuro and I came here to visit.”

Shikamaru nodded. As good a friend Temari had become over the years, he was glad she wasn't here. He didn't think he could stand her teasing about the situation he was in.

"Are you here on official Kage business or is it more of a vacation?"

“Officially we’re here to sign some minor things between Suna and Konoha, but we’re staying longer than necessary,” Gaara said by way of explanation.

"That's good," he said. "I'm sure you need to get away from the paperwork and tediousness of the work for a while."

“Temari helps me with the paperwork and Kankuro deals with the council,” Gaara said. “But it is... nice to visit Konoha.”

"Well, I'm sure everyone's glad to have you here again. I know Naruto will be happy to have someone else to drag around," he said with a smirk before finally drinking from his glass.

“I wonder if Sasuke still wants to fight...” Gaara thought out loud, remembering how the blond’s letters had informed him of the Uchiha’s arrival back. He didn’t know what to think of it, considering how Sasuke had treated Naruto then compared to how he treated him now.

Shikamaru blinked before chuckling softly. "You mean actually fighting you or sparring? I doubt he'd want to hurt you, his priorities are different now."

“Sparring. My priorities are different now as well,” Gaara said, remembering the days when he’d been ruled by bloodlust. He was glad to have left that need behind.

Shikamaru nodded, taking another sip of his water. "He'd probably like to do that. I can't say for certain, but he's only been able to spar with Naruto since he's been back," he said with a shrug.

Gaara nodded slightly. “I have had little time to train since becoming Kazekage.”

Before Shikamaru could respond back, Lee came over with a wide grin. "Hello Shikamaru-san, Gaara-sama! Is this not a wonderful party?"

Shikamaru's lips twitched slightly. "I'm glad you're having fun, Lee."

Gaara turned to Lee, sizing him up automatically. "It's better than doing work."

Lee nodded, still grinning. "It is nice to spend time with friends, away from missions," he said.

Gaara nodded. "Yes. Kankuro has left already."

Lee blinked, grin slipping a little before coming back. "I shall keep you company then!"

Gaara stared at the exuberant boy before shrugging minutely. “If you wish.”

Shikamaru smirked as he watched them, setting the glass down before moving off the stool. "I'll let you two talk," he said. "And don't hesitate to come over tomorrow or whenever, Gaara. Naruto will want to see you."

Gaara turned to him, nodding and smiling slightly. “I’ll try. I’d like to see them both, if I can.”

Shikamaru nodded and waved slightly before moving away to talk with someone else, leaving the two as Lee resumed talking to the Kazekage and coaxing him to join him over with Tenten and the other two members of Team Eight.