Chocolate Roses

Disclaimer: “Chocolate Roses” is © Jennifer C Wood. Naruto and all characters © to the Creator and the company who owns them.

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Chocolate Roses


I feel so bad. I had to leave you behind, my best friend. All to get back some stupid boy, I didn't care about. I'm not even sure if you’re still alive. It's been about two weeks since we completed the mission, and got Sasuke back. While he sits pretty and rests in the Hokage's house, your gone, away from me.

I've gone over to your house, many times to ask about you. If you came home, if they heard anything. But they keep shooing me away, or act as if they didn't have a son. How could they act that way? You were their prized little boy. Even if you ate more then both your parents combined.

I feel so angry because no one will talk to me about you. And it makes me want to scream. I've come so close to killing anyone who mentions how lucky Sasuke is to be safe and have friends that care, when no one will talk about you. It's as if when a person dies, they are to be forgotten.

"AH!" I hear a loud crash, and feel the pain burn in my fist. I probably just broke it, not that I care. But mother will probably scream at mr brr breaking the wall in frustration. I look at my hand. I watch as it swells, burns and bleeds. Tears come to my eyes, as I hang my head and stare at the photos of you and I strewn about on my bed. A drop here, barely misses the image of your face, another lands on my torso in the picture.

The sobs begin to rack my body and I shudder violently. I'm in the deepest depths of despair. I'm in hell. My mother slides open my door, and peers in. She gasps, seeing the hole in the wall above the bed's headboard. Then she frowns, looking at me. Sadness clouds her eyes. I don't seem to notice her though. I am too wrapped up at remembering you. For I don't want your memory to ever fade away from my heart.

I feel a soft touch on my shoulder, and shy away from it after hearing the voice.

"Shh, it's ok Shiki-chan..." I glare at her, then yell.

"It's not ok mother! I lost my best friend, and it's my fault. No one wants to talk to me about Chouji! Everyone just pretends he was never born! It's not fair! Is this how I would be treated if I suddenly died? Forgotten!?" I finish my outburst, and leapt out the window and down to the street. I ran, faster then my mother could catch me.

I dash to our favourite spot in the hills. A small little cave with a hot spring in it. But I don't go for a warm dip, no. I curl up in a pile of moss and cry. I let the sobs rack my body once more. No one understands. How can they... They don't have to deal with everyone ignoring the fact your best friend exists. Or used to...

"Hey... What's wrong Shika?" I stop crying. Have I gone mad? Or was I just hearing things. Cause I thought I heard your voice. I feel a familiar hand touch my shoulder, and give it a gentle squeeze. I lift my head, though I am facing away from the person.

"Shika...?" I turn to the heavenly voice that couldn't be imitated by anyone else. My eyes transfix on your much skinner form. You used to be chunkier, but... Oh god I don't really care.

"C-Chouji!" I rasp, and launch myself, enveloping you into my arms, crying my eyes out. I sense you’re very much confused. I pull back and look up, tears streaming down my face.

"Chouji? Is it really you..?" You nod and look into my eyes, as if to see if I've gone mad. At this point, I don't care, as long as your here, alive and well, I'd die for you to keep you alive.

"Yeah, it's me. Why are you so sad...?"

"YouleftandnoonewantedtotalkaboutyouIthoughyouweredeadwhenIleftyoubehind and..." You seem to understand what I am saying, but regardless you ask me to repeat myself. I smile, and laugh, though it comes out likee soe sort of hiccup or burp.

"You.. left.. And I thought you were gone.. I... I missed you Chouji..." I look up, and you smile gently. You've always been gentle. You brush your palm against my cheek, and I can hear the wind whistle into the cave. I sigh and lean into your touch. The warm hand I rub into. You chuckle and press your forehead to mine. I see that you must have been sick or near death these past two weeks. Though that isn't any reason to make me believe your dead. I can feel your arms encircle my waist, bringing yourself down to sit in front of me. Now your shorter then I, and I smile, bringing a hand up to the spot where yours was.

I blush, and you just simply adjust your face so our lips meet. My eyes go wide for a moment in surprise at this bold action coming from you. But I soon close my eyes, letting a breath of air escape my lungs as I move closer to you. I wrap my arms around your neck and hum gently as I can feel your skin heat up with the actions you make. I sense you're nervous, and soon, all to soon, you pull away and stare at my closed eyes. WI opI open them, I sigh in happiness, then move forward again, pressing our lips together once more. The uneasiness seems to float away as you push yourself against me. I hear your feral groan mix with my own as you rotate your hips with mine.

"Mmm aaa... I missed you Chouji..."

"And..aaaa..ooo I missed you tooooo Shika..." I hiss gently, feeling you grind especially and deliciously hard against me. I whimper as you pull your lips from mine, but I gasp as they find their way to my neck. Sparks of light dance in my eyes, making me seem like I am in a fairy glade, dancing with the euphoric fairies in the tales of old. I can feel you remove your scarf, and push me back against the hay. I feel your scarf behind my head and smile warmly at you. A heated blush on my cheeks as you devour my almost naked body with your eyes. I see a quirk to them as you ask me a simple question.

"Just shorts? Where's your clothes...?" I blink and blush a deeper shade of pink. I mumble gently, but you seem like you don't care, as I feel a warm moist suction on one of my taunt nubs. I gasp and buck beneath you, but I know all to well that you do care. More then any one else I know. As I care for you so much. So much, is why this is happening.

"An... I was getting ready for bed... And I got up for a walk..." You smile, and then I see you loom over me, and then I can't see your face anymore, as it dives back down to tease my throbbing neck. Again I see those pretty lights as I let my eyes shut tightly. My body thrashes about beneath you, but soon your weight presses me down, pushing and grinding itself against me. I gasp, and moan and wreathe, and find myself scrapping at your coat in a futile attempt to tear it off you. You've made me weak as a kitten, only having enough strength to breath and moan and shudder.

"Beautiful.... Shikamaru... So.. Exquisite..." I blush, my eyes half lidded as you take off your coat and shirt in one swift fluid movement. A true shinobi at their finest. I noticed you hadn't worn your forehead protector in the same fashion as you used to. Now it's wrapped around your neck, letting your beautiful orange blond hair sway out like a mass of grass, I bring my weak arms up and run my fingers through them. It's my turn to complement you.

"And your a beautiful as a tiger lily, nay, even more..." I see you blush behind those swirl tattoos on your cheeks. But that blush fades as you purr and pull off your gloves and symbol of your adult hood. I whimper and look up, noticing, that you really did loose a lot of weight. But only the fat. You gained a lot of muscle, but a little bit of baby fat remains on your hips. I reach out, and rub my fingers against the muscles and skin. My fingers mix into the hair just below your belly button, and then disappear beneath your shorts. I smirk, hearing you gasp, and falling forward, catching yourself at the last second to support yourself, hovering above me, blushing with closed eyes, lips partially open.

They look so inviting, so I take them, and drink from your wonderful moist cavern. I feel the vibration of mewls of pleasure foam out of your mouth. I bring both my hands back up to wrap around your neck, letting you come down from the halfway point. When you regain a slight bit of coherent though back, you waste no time in getting me completely unclothed. I feel my hips being hauled up, and then in another swift movement, they are bare and slightly cold. I didn't even have enough time to complain about the transition of temperature, before I feel a large hand envelope my painful arousal and feel you begin to pump.

"Ahh.. It feels..oh..." Again the sparks take me up higher then before. I moan, feeling I'm almost at the peek, then you stop. I murmur in protest, but gasp as I hear the metal of your belt clank against the stone walls, and a floomp of your cloth shorts join my own. I open my eyes, looking rather sheepish as you grin, ear to ear. The way you’re looking at me, as if I am some rare exquisite delicacy, one of a kind.

"Your so right, my love. My rare delectable Shikamaru..." I gasp, feeling a slight intruswithwithin me I wriggle, and raise my hips upwards, trying to angle myself. I whimper in dismay as it disappears. But I don't have to wait to long. A rather larger intrusion, much larger then the first, pushes itself inside. I gasp, my eyes knitting into a painful expression. I hear your soft voice, trying to sooth the pain away. Hot breath on my neck, followed by a suction so full, I gasp, forgetting about the pain.

You rock into me, swaying your hips and grunting in absolute pleasure. I mumble incoherent jabbering words of love and affection as you start to pick up the pace, making it faster and harder. You seem to know every little spot on my body that makes me turn to mush. Because right now, your fingers are tickling my mid back, your lips and tongue work on my throat, my Adams apple, and your other hand pumps me in time to your gentle, yet hard beats.

I'm flying on that cloud, and you’re with me, flying up so high. My hands make a fist in the back of your head, holding onto your orange hair. My head tilts back as far as it will go, giving you all the access you need. An explosion of white-hot light sends me into a convulsion. I shake and scream out your name, panting and thrusting up against you. You groan, feeling me tighten around you. The warmth I've wrapped around you gets so tight, that you join me in the wonderful ecstasy of bliss that only soul mates share.

Gasping, ragged breath. Pants and laboured moans. We both slowly come down, feeling the little quakes as our bodies shudder together in uneven intervals. I sigh happily, and look at you, and you at me. A silent promise, that nothing shall ever come before the other ever again. I feel the sleep well up in my eyes as you flip us over, resting me against your torso. I feel relaxed, slightly sore, yet completely sated.

Gently, you pat my cheek, gaining my attention. Slowly, you pick me up and walk us over to the hot spring. I can just imagine the picture of the two of us. I must look like a fragile woman in your hold. Gently, you lower us into the hot water. I feel you place me on your knees as you rub my back, and clean me off. You chuckle and lick my neck.

"I think I left some hickies all over you neck..." I mumble and shrug. You laugh and sit, holding me for a while. Soon, the water gets to hot for us, and bring us out to dry. When we are no longer damp, you clothe me. The only thing that puts us off is the mass amount of bruised flesh in spot all about my neck, and lower to upper torso. You give me your shirt, telling my to put it on, and I do so. I'd do anything for you. Then, you wrap that scarf around my neck carefully, and pick me back up in your strong arms. So strong, even after near death, and being sick for two weeks. How I admire you...

"Here, let me take you home." I murmur and snuggle up in your arms. I know I have fallen asleep, because there's no place I'd ever feel safer then here in your arms. No place like the home you find in your heart. The love waiting there to embrace you. I don't even hear the three simple little words, but they are there none the less.

"I love you..."


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Naruto: *sits there, nose scruntched* What the hell...
Saph: What? It's cute. and Sexy.
Naruto: Ano, it's not that. Just.. Hickies?
Saph: Shut up, the next fic I write, Kakashi's gonna make you completely frickin purple!
Naruto: AH! That old pervert!?
Saph: Maybe I'll add Jaiyara too..
Naruto: WHAT!? *screams and wave shis arms about* You can't do this to me!

Chouji: o.O Um... *pets Shikamaru's head*
Shikamaru: Snoozes