My Little Choji-kun
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
1,398
Reviews:
13
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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The day of the confession
Okay let's get this part over with. I don't have any claim to ownership of the characters of the anime or Manga - Naruto. I get no money for the fictions I write based on them so I can only hope to receive a nice review or two and that is my payment.
This fiction deals with a Kink, and some Yaoi. If you don't like to read these type of stories, I assume you wouldn't have clicked the Male/Male on the screen, so no complaining.
However, this is a touchy kink and if you have issues, please DO NOT continue. I am extending myself by writing about the world of infantilism (AB) and I would hope that no one would confuse this to mean pedophilia. They are in no way related, so please don't try to educate me in a review or e-mail. I am not being vain, but I know more about this topic than I really need to admit.
My Little Choji-kun.
When you have lost everything, can you trust your best friend with the only way you have found to help you cope? A Jutsu that can make all the pain go away for a limited time. Choji has to.
1. The day of the confession
May first, the day that Akimichi Choji turned eighteen was marred by yet another tragedy in his young life.
Akimichi-san, his father had passed away in a freak accident in a BBQ restaurant.
Shikamaru stood behind his friend as the populous of Konoha that had known the elder Akimichi passed his likeness and made their good-byes. The slightly chubby Shinobi was silent and from the way his shoulders slumped anyone who knew him would feel the intensity of his pain. His father was the last of his immediate family, his mother having died when he was twelve just after the ill-fated chuunin exams. And now he was alone.
Well, not quite alone. He had his friends, the rookie nine. They had never abandoned him, and especially his team members from his early genin days. Ino and Shikamaru.
They were his only family now, and he treasured them. But, in less than an hour he was to move into the apartment that Shikamaru had obtained for them and then he was going to have to share his secret with his friend.
It was the last secret the boy had from his long time friend, and though he trusted the other, it could mean the end of their friendship.
Choji had to take that chance. He would trust his friend, and see what would come of it. Shikamaru had never judged him before, and perhaps it was that he would still be able to accept his friend even after today.
Neji stood at the rear of the assembled group. He did not know the Akimichi man very well, but understood that he had once been a powerful Jounin and for that deserved his respect.
He watched the young men at the front, and his sympathy went out. He too, knew the loss of his father, though from a younger age and wished he’d had a loyal friend to stand at his side when facing this time.
As the people before him moved and the assembly began to thin, he watched a bone-weary Choji begin to slump even further into himself and hoped he could hold out. It was hard for anyone, and Neji wished for him to have the added pride of lasting this day.
Shikamaru watched as Neji made his way forward. He understood why each person was here today, with the exception of the Hyuuga man. Yes, he had worked with the two and they did know each other, but Neji and Choji were hardly friends. Perhaps then Neji had some history with Choji’s father. But that seemed unlikely.
Shikamaru couldn’t help but feel suspicious as to the Hyuuga’s motives.
But it was nice to have him here just the same. Neji was always welcome in Shikamaru’s presence, but this was Choji’s day.
This fiction deals with a Kink, and some Yaoi. If you don't like to read these type of stories, I assume you wouldn't have clicked the Male/Male on the screen, so no complaining.
However, this is a touchy kink and if you have issues, please DO NOT continue. I am extending myself by writing about the world of infantilism (AB) and I would hope that no one would confuse this to mean pedophilia. They are in no way related, so please don't try to educate me in a review or e-mail. I am not being vain, but I know more about this topic than I really need to admit.
My Little Choji-kun.
When you have lost everything, can you trust your best friend with the only way you have found to help you cope? A Jutsu that can make all the pain go away for a limited time. Choji has to.
1. The day of the confession
May first, the day that Akimichi Choji turned eighteen was marred by yet another tragedy in his young life.
Akimichi-san, his father had passed away in a freak accident in a BBQ restaurant.
Shikamaru stood behind his friend as the populous of Konoha that had known the elder Akimichi passed his likeness and made their good-byes. The slightly chubby Shinobi was silent and from the way his shoulders slumped anyone who knew him would feel the intensity of his pain. His father was the last of his immediate family, his mother having died when he was twelve just after the ill-fated chuunin exams. And now he was alone.
Well, not quite alone. He had his friends, the rookie nine. They had never abandoned him, and especially his team members from his early genin days. Ino and Shikamaru.
They were his only family now, and he treasured them. But, in less than an hour he was to move into the apartment that Shikamaru had obtained for them and then he was going to have to share his secret with his friend.
It was the last secret the boy had from his long time friend, and though he trusted the other, it could mean the end of their friendship.
Choji had to take that chance. He would trust his friend, and see what would come of it. Shikamaru had never judged him before, and perhaps it was that he would still be able to accept his friend even after today.
Neji stood at the rear of the assembled group. He did not know the Akimichi man very well, but understood that he had once been a powerful Jounin and for that deserved his respect.
He watched the young men at the front, and his sympathy went out. He too, knew the loss of his father, though from a younger age and wished he’d had a loyal friend to stand at his side when facing this time.
As the people before him moved and the assembly began to thin, he watched a bone-weary Choji begin to slump even further into himself and hoped he could hold out. It was hard for anyone, and Neji wished for him to have the added pride of lasting this day.
Shikamaru watched as Neji made his way forward. He understood why each person was here today, with the exception of the Hyuuga man. Yes, he had worked with the two and they did know each other, but Neji and Choji were hardly friends. Perhaps then Neji had some history with Choji’s father. But that seemed unlikely.
Shikamaru couldn’t help but feel suspicious as to the Hyuuga’s motives.
But it was nice to have him here just the same. Neji was always welcome in Shikamaru’s presence, but this was Choji’s day.