Unexpected Consequences | By : dirty_cassirole Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3250 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own the Naruto fandom or any of the characters. I got this idea after reading Male Pregnancy Serum by AshakiranTheTenthBeast, but went a slightly different way with it. This is written purely for fun, no money/profit made. |
Shikamaru slowly walked down the street, heading in no particular direction. He was completely conflicted inside. ‘Why would he do that? He promised.’ He stopped where he was and just stared up at the passing clouds overhead. ‘Why did he say those things? And what was with that look in his eyes?’ So many questions that he just didn’t have the answers for. A few tears started falling down his cheek.
Choji came around the corner and saw Shikamaru just staring at the sky. Choji walked up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. “Hey, you ok?” Shikamaru jumped at Choji’s touch, which made Choji jerk his hand away. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He saw the tears streaming down Shikamaru’s face. “What’s wrong?”
Shikamaru wiped the tears away with the back of his hand and tried to give Choji a reassuring smile, but failed miserably. He just didn’t feel like anything was good or happy right now. “I… It doesn’t matter,” he said, not making eye contact.
Choji noticed that and knew immediately that it did matter. He reached up and grabbed Shikamaru’s chin and looked right into his eyes. “We both know that’s a lie.” Shikamaru tried to turn his head to avoid Choji’s stare, but Choji firmly held his grip. “Hey, don’t turn away from me. What’s going on?”
Shikamaru roughly pushed Choji’s hand away with his own and turned to leave. “I told you, it doesn’t matter.”
Choji grabbed Shikamaru’s wrist and jerked him back. “Don’t give me that,” Choji said raising his voice a little.
Shikamaru stared at his best friend wide eyed. He had never heard Choji raise his voice, especially not at him. He was completely at a loss for words.
“Why are you crying, Shikamaru?” Choji demanded.
Shikamaru looked down. “I don’t want to talk about it here.”
“Then we’ll go back to your place, or to the rooftop bench, just tell me what is going on,” Choji said, still authoritative, but quieter.
Shikamaru nodded. Choji released Shikamaru’s wrist and they headed to the bench on the rooftop that they watched the clouds at.
When they got there, they both sat down on the bench, Shikamaru lying back with one hand supporting his head, and the other resting on his bulging stomach.
“So?” Choji asked looking down at his friend.
Shikamaru closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “He did it again.”
Choji stared at him confused. “Huh? Who did what again?”
Another tear escaped Shikamaru’s eye and he rubbed at it aggressively. “Dang I hate these hormones.”
“Shika.”
Shikamaru lowered his hand back onto his stomach. “Asuma,” he replied quietly.
Choji’s eyes went wide. He knew exactly what was going on now. “He what? But you said he promised you he would never do that again.”
“He did, but he did it anyway, but…”
“But nothing. He hurt you again, and this time he meant it,” Choji cut him off angrily.
He stood up. “I’m going to find him and…”
Shikamaru sat up and grabbed Choji’s shirt. “No, don’t!” he said a bit louder than he intended.
Choji turned to look at him. “What? Shika, I’m not going to just stand here and do nothing.”
Shikamaru lowered his arm and looked down at his feet. “There was something different about him.”
“What do you mean ‘something different?’”
“I don’t know exactly, but…” Choji sat back down. Shikamaru looked up again, “he just didn’t seem like himself. In fact, he had been acting strange the last few days.”
“Strange?”
“He was avoiding me a lot more, like he knew if he got too close he would…”
“But he did,” Choji said when Shikamaru didn’t finish.
Shikamaru looked down again and tangled his fingers together. “Yeah, but after he warned me that I should’ve left.”
“He told you to leave and you didn’t?” Choji asked now very confused.
“Yeah, but…” Shikamaru looked up at him again. “I couldn’t just leave. I could tell there was something wrong. I wanted to help.”
Choji crossed his arms. “And look how he repaid that.” Shikamaru looked up at the clouds. “Please tell me you’re not just going to brush this off like the first time.”
“The first time he had no choice, but this time…” he said not turning away from the clouds above. “This time he had a choice and betrayed me. He broke a promise that I can’t so easily forgive.”
Choji relaxed a bit and placed his arm around Shikamaru’s shoulders. Shikamaru still didn’t move his gaze away. Choji could see something different in Shikamaru at that point, and it scared him a bit.
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After leaving his house, Asuma went straight to the one person he felt he could talk to about anything, Kakashi. He went to his house first, but when Sakura said he was out training with Naruto, he thanked her and quickly headed toward the training ground team Kakashi usually used.
He saw Kakashi standing over Naruto, who was heaving heavily on the ground. He composed himself a bit and walked over. “Hey,” he said trying to be casual.
Kakashi looked over at him. “Yo.”
Naruto opened his eyes, glanced up at the new comer, and banged his head back on the ground.
Kakashi watched as Naruto did this and smiled under his mask. “Why don’t we take a break.”
Naruto raised his hand and gave him a thumb’s up and dropped his hand heavily back on the ground.
Kakashi shook his head then turned his attention to Asuma. “So, what brings you here?”
“I need to talk to you.”
Kakashi could sense the urgency in Asuma’s voice. He turned back to look at Naruto. “I’ll be back in a minute.” He turned and headed toward the forest, Asuma following.
Naruto didn’t even move this time and just laid there trying to catch his breath.
Once they got to the tree line, Kakashi stopped. “This should be far enough. What’s going on?”
Asuma leaned back against a tree. “I really messed up.”
“Ok?” Kakashi said as he too leaned up against a tree behind him.
“I-I don’t know what came over me. I didn’t mean to do it, but…”
“Ok,” Kakashi said raising his hands. “Why don’t you start from the beginning.”
Asuma took a deep breath and told Kakashi everything. How he had been since the incident, how he had a hard time even being around Shikamaru, and finally what had happened. “When I woke up this morning, I realized what happened, but what I can’t figure out is why.”
“You said you don’t remember last night at all?” Kakashi confirmed.
“Not after I got to the bedroom, and even before that is fuzzy. I think I said something to Shika before it all happened, but I have no idea what.”
“And this all started happening after that incident where we were being held captive.”
“Right,” Asuma confirmed. He put his hand up to his head, the beginnings of a headache starting to form. “And I think it got even worse after I helped Guy learn how to have gay sex.”
“Wait, what?” Kakashi asked. “You and Guy?”
Asuma looked up surprised that he just admitted that and blushed. “Uhhh, yeah. He came to me one night and asked me to teach him so he could have a better relationship with Lee. He wouldn’t just let me explain it. Not one of the best memories I have.”
Kakashi chuckled. “I bet not.”
“So what should I do? He probably hates me now.”
“My suggestion is stay away from him for a while. Let him come to you, but I’d be on guard if I were you.”
“On guard?”
“From Temari.”
Asuma went a bit pale. “She’ll kill me if she finds out.”
“Yeah. Not to mention Shikaku.” Kakashi was surprised when he saw Asuma get even paler. He clapped a hand on Asuma’s shoulder. “Hey, don’t worry though. If I know Shikamaru, he won’t want anyone to know.”
Asuma nodded, but his expression never changed.
“Hey! Kakashi Sensei! Come on!” Naruto yelled.
Kakashi looked over and saw Naruto now standing and waved to signal he was coming. “I wish you luck, Asuma, but I’ve got to go or Naruto won’t shut up.” Asuma just stood there. Kakashi patted Asuma’s shoulder a couple times then turned and headed back towards Naruto.
‘I am so dead.’
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Temari walked through the Konoha gates completely exhausted. These last few months had been really stressful and very long. She was ready to just crash for a week with the man she had missed so much. She was so tired that she almost missed Shikamaru and Choji standing at the guard stand, Choji talking with whoever was on guard today and Shikamaru just staring at the ground. She could tell that something was off about him, and immediately pulled herself together and approached them.
“Hey, you’re back,” Kotetsu said, bringing everyone’s attention, except Shikamaru’s, to her.
“Hey,” she said back then turned to Choji. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”
“I’ve been hanging around with Shikamaru for the last few days,” Choji responded and both he and Temari looked over at him.
Shikamaru still hadn’t looked up, and Temari could tell he was in some kind of daze. “Is he ok?” she asked Choji quietly.
“No.”
Temari snapped her head up. “What do you mean?” she asked a bit worried.
Choji continued staring at his friend and a sad look crossed his face. Temari looked at her husband concerned. “He’s been like this ever since…” but Choji stopped.
“Since what?” she asked turning back to the chubby boy. “What’s going on?”
Choji sighed and finally looked toward Temari. “I know he won’t tell you himself, so… Asuma raped him again.”
“What!?” Temari yelled.
Shikamaru snapped out of his daze at her shout. “Temari?”
Temari quickly turned her head. She had several emotions flying through her mind, but she knew that she had to stay calm. “Hey.”
Shikamaru walked over to her, but stopped a little ways from her. “I didn’t see you come though the gate.”
Temari gave him a small smile. “I guess that just means I’m a lot stealthier than you thought, huh.”
“I guess,” Shikamaru replied emotionlessly.
Temari balled her fists up at her sides, but then relaxed and pulled Shikamaru into a hug. She felt him tense up at first, but soon wrapped his arms around her and held her as if his life depended on it. ‘I am so going to kill Asuma for this.’
They pulled apart, said goodbye to Izumo and Kotetsu, and, along with Choji, headed into the village. Temari held Shikamaru’s hand, and he squeezed her hand as if he never intended to let go. She looked over at his face, but could tell he was dazing again, so she took a chance and turned to Choji.
“He’s been like this the whole time?” she asked quietly in case Shikamaru was paying attention.
“Yeah, ever since Asuma raped him. I found him standing in the street almost like this, but after he explained what happened… It’s like he’s shut off his emotions,” Choji replied sadly. “Asuma really hurt him this time.”
“He hasn’t come near Shikamaru since then, right?” Temari asked, her anger starting to show through again.
“No. I’ve been staying around him since then to make sure that didn’t happen. In fact, I haven’t seen Asuma at all since then.”
“The next time I see him…”
“I know. I feel the same way,” Choji replied, knowing exactly what she wanted to say.
“How could that jerk do something like this? Shikamaru trusted him.” She looked over again at Shikamaru, but it was obvious that he was in his own little world now.
“Before he shut off his emotions, he said that Asuma wasn’t acting like himself before.”
“That should’ve been some clue,” Temari replied looking back at Choji.
“He wanted to help Asuma, but we both see how that worked out.”
Temari looked ahead of her and balled up her free hand. She was completely livid at what she had been told.
As they rounded the corner, Temari’s eyes caught sight of the very person she wanted dead. She jerked her hand out of Shikamaru’s, causing him to focus back on reality again, grabbed her fan, and stomped over to him. “Asuma!”
Asuma turned his head to see who had called his name, and stumbled back when he saw a very mad Temari coming toward him, her fan at the ready. He backed away until he reached the end of the building and tripped over himself and fell to the ground.
“How dare you do that to him!” she yelled and raised her fan to strike.
Asuma dodged the enormous fan as it hit the ground and left a deep hole in the spot he was sitting. ‘That would’ve caved my head in if that hit me.’ He quickly got to his feet and started sprinting away from the very angry kunoichi. He didn’t glance back, because he could hear her angry cries behind him, and that encouraged him to run even faster.
“You’re dead, Asuma!”
After another minute, Asuma ran into someone, knocking them both down, and landed on his face hard. He felt a hand grab the hair on the back of his head and knew he was done for.
Temari raised Asuma’s head up only enough so she could slam it back down on the ground. “You freakin’ jerk! I should slit your throat!” She raised his head again, but before she could slam it down for a second time, someone grabbed her wrist. She looked up to see Shikaku staring at her.
“Just what is going on here?” he asked keeping a firm grip on Temari’s wrist.
“I’m going to kill him, that’s what’s going on!” Temari said trying to get free of Shikaku’s hold with no success.
Shikaku pulled her away from Asuma, Asuma yelling as she tried to bring him along, but the hair slipped from her grip and his head fell to the ground once again. “And would you mind telling me why? I think I heard you’ve been gone for a couple weeks, so what could he have done to you to make you want to kill him.”
Asuma sat up, his nose clearly broke from the connection of the Earth, and stared up at the man who saved him, but would soon want to join her.
A small crowd started gathering at the commotion that was going on, but Temari didn’t care when she answered him. “Because that jerk raped Shikamaru again!”
Shikaku went wide-eyed and his grip faltered enough that Temari could break free of his hold. “He what?”
Choji and Shikamaru finally caught up with them, but stopped a few feet away so as to not get in the way.
“Yeah, and look what it’s done to him,” she said as she pointed at Shikamaru.
Shikaku looked over and saw Shikamaru’s blank face. He had seen that look on his son’s face many times before, but he had never seen Shikamaru’s eyes so devoid of life. He looked over at Asuma, who was surprisingly still sitting on the ground. “Is this true?” he asked sternly.
Asuma had looked over at Shikamaru when Temari pointed him out and was just as shocked to see the boy he loved in the state he was in. ‘Is he really like that because of what I did?’
Shikaku grabbed the front of Asuma’s shirt and pulled him closer making Asuma pay attention to the man in front of him. “I asked if that was true?”
Asuma stared at Shikaku’s face for a few seconds before he looked slightly away in shame. “Yes.”
Shikaku through his fist as hard as he could at Asuma’s face, sending him flying back onto the ground with a loud thud. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t finish what Temari started out to do.”
Asuma remained silent. After seeing what he had done to Shikamaru, he wanted to die. Shikaku took a step forward and was about to deliver another blow to Asuma’s face, but stopped when he heard someone speak.
“Why?” Everyone turned to look at Shikamaru who was now walking toward the group. “Why would you do that? Why did you break your promise?”
Shikaku and Temari both got into a position where they could jump in if Asuma decided to try anything, but stayed back enough so Shikamaru could still see Asuma.
“I-I don’t know. I don’t know what came over me. I didn’t want to hurt you.”
“So why did you?” Shikamaru said, tears falling down his face again. “I begged you to stop, but you wouldn’t.”
Asuma looked sadly at Shikamaru. “I couldn’t control myself. I don’t even remember it happening. I blacked out. I’m sorry, Shika. I’m so sorry.”
“I don’t believe you.”
Asuma’s eyes went wide. ‘He doesn’t believe me? But it’s the truth.’
“You were acting strange long before that, but you never said anything. You said it yourself that you loved me and wanted to be with me. You were jealous of Temari because she married me and not you.” For the first time since that night, anger rose in Shikamaru’s voice. “You could’ve told me to leave before then, told me that something was wrong, but you kept it to your self. You wanted to rape me again!” The tears were now coming in streams down his face. “You raped me, and you liked it! You hurt me, betrayed me!” He walked right up to Asuma and punched him in the face. “I HATE YOU!”
Shikaku pulled Shikamaru away from Asuma, in case Asuma reacted. “Temari, take him home.”
Shikamaru wiped his eyes with the back of his hand as his father pushed him toward Temari.
“But…” Temari tried to protest as she put her hand on Shikamaru’s arm.
“Go! I’ll handle Asuma.” He turned to Choji. “Go with them. He needs both of you right now.”
Choji just nodded and escorted Shikamaru and a reluctant Temari toward the direction of their apartment. Shikaku just turned to Asuma and glared at him.
Asuma stood up and waited for his death, but Shikaku just grabbed Asuma’s arm and dragged him away. “There are way too many people around, and while I want to see you dead as much as Temari, I think the Hokage will want to hear about this first.”
‘I’m going to be dead by the end of the night.’
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