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Earth Angel	By : PrplGrl Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Shikamaru/Neji Views: 1489 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Highway to Hell is Paved with “Good Intentions”

“I really do not want to do this,” Shikamaru complained, raising his chin up so his mother could have more room around his neck.

Yoshino sighed and rolled her eyes before settling a glare upon her son. Her hands worked quickly to place the slip-knot on the black tie she was currently forcing her son to wear. “Stop your whining, Shikamaru,” she said, voice stern. “It took a lot of convincing to get this date for you; the least you can do is act happy about it! Besides, you haven’t been out of this house for weeks! You know that your father and I would like some time to ourselves once in a while.”

Shikamaru would have made a disgusted sound, but Yoshino tightened his tie a little too much, causing him to choke a bit. He quickly loosened the fabric a tad so he could breathe and gave his mother a questioning gaze. Was that a threat? For a moment, his mind suggested that it had felt like a noose around his neck and he swallowed thickly as he turned down the collar of his white, button-up, probably-more-expensive-than-it-was-worth dress shirt.

The night was getting more and more troublesome as it slowly dragged on. ‘I knew this was going to be a drag,’ he thought, not daring to say it aloud with Yoshino still in the room. She kept brushing him down with her hands, making sure his shirt was straight, belt tight, pants not too short, and his face clean, much to his dismay. ‘If she spits on that tissue I’ll hurl,’ his mind whispered as she wiped at his cheek with a piece of cloth.

Ding-dong!

“Oh, that’s him!” Yoshino said excitedly, grabbing her son’s formal black jacket and forcing him to put it on.

‘I hate this…. Tonight’s going to suck.’ The dance had probably started already and still Shikamaru had no idea who his date was, not that he cared… too much. Two weeks of refusing to go anywhere hadn’t deterred his parents any and they were adamant to making his date a “surprise.” Shikamaru hated surprises.

An irritated scowl touched his face as Yoshino pulled him down the stairs to the front door where Shikaku was waiting with his hand on the handle. Shikamaru’s father had a triumphant smile on his face as his son approached the door in his very uncomfortable suit.

“Shikamaru, here’s your date for the night!” Shikaku boomed happily, turning the gold knob and swung open the door.

The younger Nara stared for a moment at the person standing on the doorstep. He wore a suit much like Shikamaru’s own, skin pale and dark long hair tied back behind his neck, with some loose bangs framing his face and almost hiding his black eyes. Shikamaru blushed a bit; this man was somewhat handsome, yet very familiar and Shikamaru couldn’t place him.

His father seemed very proud of himself at his son’s reaction. “Shikamaru, this is Itachi Uchiha. He’s a senior at your school and will be your date tonight.”

Shikamaru averted his eyes at the Uchiha’s smile; it was very attractive. “Nice to meet you,” he whispered. His dark orbs widened, however, as the young Nara was shoved from behind and pushed out the door. He gave his parents a shocked look as they waved at him.

“You two are getting off to a great start!” Shikaku announced, wrapping an arm around his smirking wife. “Have a great time at the dance!”

“And don’t come back early!” Yoshino added in her threatening tone before the door was slammed shut, the lock clicking behind it.

Shikamaru sighed heavily and rubbed the back of his neck. “Sorry about that,” he said gently to the paler man. “My parents are kind of weird and sex deprived... I guess.”

Itachi chuckled, a sound that sent a ripple up Shikamaru’s spine. “Don’t worry about it. Shall we get going, Shikamaru?” the older teen asked, immediately turning and heading toward his car in the driveway.

“…yeah,” Shikamaru whispered, slowly following the Uchiha. In all reality, he knew he should be happy about getting a date without having to do anything, but his heart ached. It beat painfully, reminding him that his angel would probably be at this dance he didn’t want to attend. He silently hoped he would just be able to go in, not notice anybody, and hurry home. Anything would be better than seeing his angel with someone else. ‘Oh, well,’ his mind murmured, ‘The sooner we get there, the sooner we can leave.’

An irritated scowl touched his face when Itachi opened Shikamaru’s door for him, bright smile still on his lips. “I’m not a girl, Itachi,” the Nara muttered, secretly fighting the blush from spreading on his cheeks.

“I know,” the older man responded, holding a hand out as if to aid Shikamaru into the car, “but you are still my date, Shikamaru Nara.”

One of Shikamaru’s eyebrows twitched. This was going to be a long night….

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His dark, uninterested eyes traveled over the people at the dance from his table, placed somewhere in the back of the transformed gymnasium. His eyes immediately picked up on several other students he knew and for many he was really happy to see them with their date. Chouji had managed to ask Ino, and he could see the utter bliss in his large friend’s eyes, even from across the room. Shino was walking around with Naruto, who was trying desperately to get the shades-wearer to dance. Lee and Sakura were already within the throng of people in the middle of the large room, dancing to an upbeat song that Shikamaru didn’t recognize.

There were plenty of others, but the Nara suddenly didn’t feel like taking a head count anymore. He released a silent sigh and looked at the white cloth covering the table. Never before had he wanted to run home, curl up in his bed and sleep for a month. His “date” wasn’t paying much attention to him, either. It turned out that the Uchiha had also been forced into coming to the dance.

On the way over to the school, Itachi told Shikamaru that his parents and younger brother (whom the Nara realized was Sasuke and thus why Itachi looked so familiar) had moved away to Sound, but since the older Uchiha had just one and a half years left of school, he stayed behind in their old house to finish high school. Itachi had been dating someone, but his father didn’t approve of the guy, which explained why he had been forced into taking Shikamaru; he supposed their fathers had worked together before the Uchiha’s moved and kept in touch.

Itachi’s gaze kept drifting away to a different end of the gym; the one he really wanted to have as his date must have been wandering over there. Shikamaru placed his elbow on the table to prop his chin in his hand and sighed again. His other hand reached to the fake fall leaves scattered upon the white tablecloth and began fiddling with one, trying to keep himself distracted.

So far, he hadn’t seen his angel and he hoped to keep it that way. He knew it would be too painful to see his beautiful face, with pretty dark locks tied back, looking gorgeous in some kind of suit, striding confidently among the crowd. Just the image alone was enough to drop the Nara’s spirits further into a dark pit swirling steadily in his stomach.

“Hey,” came a soft whisper beside him. Shikamaru turned his head to see Itachi giving him an empathetic look. “You want to leave, don’t you?”

Shikamaru merely nodded, flipping the fake leaf with his fingers, nails gently digging under the pliable plastic veins to peel it away.

“Well, we could, you know.”

“And go where?” the Nara asked, pushing the now ruined decoration away. “I can’t go home this early and you told me your dad came back to make sure you came to this thing. We’re kind of stuck here.”

Warmth touched his side as Itachi leaned close to him, whispering gently into his ear, “We can go to my car and… have some fun.” He expressed his point further by giving Shikamaru’s earlobe a small lick.

Shikamaru shivered pleasantly at the contact, eyes locking onto his date’s. He wasn’t so sure it was a great idea but… it would be better than sitting around here feeling sorry for himself.

“As long as we’re being forced to be here, we might as well get something out of it,” Itachi said, shrugging and giving the younger man another beautiful smile.

The Nara had to admit that did make sense. “As long as it’s clear that’s all it will be; just some fun.”

“Of course,” the older teen agreed, reaching into an inner pocket of his dark blue jacket. “I hope you like riders.” The pale hand retreated from the clothing to, in a very arousing way, slide into a pocket on Shikamaru’s pants, placing something within it while also gently squeezing his inner thigh before being removed. “You’ll need that.”

It only took a moment for Shikamaru to realize what had just been deposited in his pocket and a sly smirk slid onto his lips. This whole situation was oddly making him horny. Maybe it was the idea of having sex in a car. He’d never done that before.

With lust filling his mind, and slowly heating his groin, the Nara stood with the older teen and they walked toward the door. Shikamaru was only slightly surprised when Itachi wrapped an arm around his waist to gently reach down and purposefully cup his ass. His smirk turned into an outright leer as he did the same.

The cool night air made the younger man shiver a little, but his date immediately promised to warm him up soon, his blue car coming into view amongst the endless rows of vehicles. Itachi unlocked the doors with his wireless key remote and quickly opened the back door. Before Shikamaru got in, the Uchiha cupped his face and gave him a long, passionate kiss.

Shikamaru moaned low in his throat as he allowed Itachi to plunder his mouth with a hot tongue. He had never been kissed like that in his life. Sure, the Nara loved kissing his angel, but Itachi… was just simply an amazing kisser. His lips were extremely soft and moved in the perfect way as that tongue rubbed and petted his mouth in a teasing yet very arousing fashion. Damn, Shikamaru wished he could take lessons from this man.

Itachi slowly pulled away, leaving the younger teen a bit breathless as dark eyes gazed into his own. “Lie down,” the Uchiha whispered.

Shikamaru nodded dumbly, quickly sitting in the back and scooting over just a tad to lie on his back upon the cushy seat. Itachi crawled over him and shut the door, causing the Nara to bend his legs to allow it to close and pushing the older teen to straddle his hips. He gasped when he felt the Uchiha’s erection through layers of fabric, slightly amazed he was already that excited.

Itachi smirked and bent down to capture another wonderful kiss while grinding his hips down onto his date’s. The Nara moaned into that perfect mouth again and thrust up in response. He was actually glad at how his night was turning out; sex would be the perfect distraction from worrying about the angel. His body was quickly heating up and he had to laugh a little into the kiss as he felt Itachi begin unbuttoning his jacket. Once those few were done, teasing fingers swiftly started on the many, annoying, tiny buttons of his shirt. It seemed to take forever before Shikamaru could feel a slight pressure at his neck; the tie being loosened but not removed.

The Uchiha broke away from the younger man’s lips with a small gasp and parted the dressy fabric, dark eyes admiring the naturally tanned skin of his partner.

Shikamaru reached up to take the troublesome tie off, but a pale hand immediately rested on his, making him gaze at the older teen in confusion.

“Leave it on,” Itachi whispered, free hand gently rubbing the Nara’s chest. “It looks hot, Shikamaru.”

Shikamaru released the cloth, back slightly arching at Itachi’s touch. Another moan slipped passed his lips when the older man began kissing and licking his mostly exposed neck, quickly running a trail down to a darkened nipple. The Nara hissed as the nub was encased within that awesome heat, Itachi’s talented tongue easily hardening the sensitive flesh.

The younger man wasn’t going to be outdone, however, his hands running up the Uchiha’s thighs to reach his belt. As he was teased, Shikamaru slowly unbuckled the stretched leather to undo the small button and pull down the fly of Itachi’s pants. A small moan rumbled erotically against his chest as Shikamaru carefully reached into the fabric to rub overheated flesh.

Itachi arched his back and groaned loudly at the touch, thrusting his hips against the Nara’s cool fingers. “Oh, yeah… a little impatient, Shikamaru?” he asked with a smirk.

“Not really,” Shikamaru responded with a smirk of his own, gently squeezing the organ in his hand and absolutely loving the reaction of the older man, how he whimpered and thrust his hips harder, pale fingers playing with the Nara’s nipples.

“Fuck,” Itachi said, leaning down to whisper against Shikamaru’s lips, “I need your cock inside me, I want to ride you hard and long, Shikamaru.”

Those words alone almost made the Nara hit his orgasm. He shivered when he was granted another kiss and he removed his hand from the hot confines of the Uchiha’s pants to wrap his arms around the older teen’s shoulders. The rough fabric of Itachi’s jacket rubbed uncomfortably, yet still erotically, against his already abused nipples and tearing another moan from deep in his throat as his tongue rubbed along the Uchiha’s. He secretly couldn’t wait to bury his stiff member into Itachi’s willing ass; he’d been without sex for too long.

Just as Shikamaru was about to start pulling the older man’s pants down, the door behind his head was suddenly opened, extremely cool air quickly stealing the heat they’d made and the Nara was shocked as Itachi was practically torn away from him. A pale hand reached in and grabbed the Uchiha’s jacket, immediately pulling him from the car. Before Shikamaru could turn to see what was going on, he heard an angry voice shoot to his ears.

“What the fuck are you doing?!”
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