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Yamanaka Perfect	By : ScribblesITM Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1282 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Yamanaka Perfect
- 2-TWO
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- 2
Universe: MABU
Series: Yamanaka Perfect
Pairings: Shikamaru X Chouji with Ino & unfulfilled Asuma X ino
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Umm alot of them
Timeframe: Post Timeskip

Ino smiled as she left the mission�s desk. She had gotten into town late, just before it was set to close, so she had hurried to get the report in. She hated when she had to drag herself there the next morning. Iruka had had his usual smile as she handed over the mission complete report. No injuries. No complications. Another perfect mission.
She had passed Kakashi on her way out of the room; he was obviously on his way to pick up his precious person since it was a Friday night. It was still strange to think of her old academy sensei being with Sakura�s old j�nin sensei, but it seemed to work for them. She smiled as she walked with a confident stride. Her head was held high as she strode through the streets of Konoha. The apartment above the flower shop was dark; it probably meant her father was on a mission.
She reached the apartment to find it empty. There was only alcohol in the cupboards and the fridge. Drinking sake straight from the bottle, she walked into the bathroom to get cleaned up. She liked her sake warm anyways and the shower would warm it up nicely. Ino sat down on the floor of the shower, letting the water hit her as she kept her finger over the opening of the bottle, occasionally taking a gulp. She was still hungry.
It was too late to get food without going to the administrative building where the 24/7 canteen for shinobi was. She had a better idea. She got out of the shower, towel in one hand and sake bottle in the other. Waking over to her bedroom, she looked through her closet. She pulled out a black sleeveless sweater and a short black skirt. Walking over to her full-length mirror, she dressed herself. It was easier to do when she was looking at the reflection, as if she were dressing someone else.
Leaving the sake bottle on the nightstand, she pulled on knee high black boots. She knew where she could find something to eat, even at eleven o�clock at night on a Friday. She left the empty apartment building and walked towards the Akimichi section of town. If she learned anything from her genin days, it was that Chouji�s family always had food. The lights were still on in the house so she knocked on the door. Chouji�s mother answered after a few minutes, looking surprised to see her son�s old teammate on her doorstep.
Ino smiled at the woman; Chouji�s mother was short with dark brown hair, but a very friendly smile. Even the Akimichi who joined the clan by marriage tended to have the same open and welcoming nature. �Akimichi-san, is Chouji-kun around?�
She smiled, �Of course, come in dear.� While Ino was taking off her boots, the woman stepped into another room and told Chouji that she was here. She smiled as she heard herself referred to as �Ino-chan�, it happened so rarely now.
Chouji walked out of the room, smiling as he saw Ino. �I thought you were on a mission?�
She shrugged as she saw Chouji�s mom make her way back into the kitchen, �I just got back before the mission desk closed. Passed Kakashi-sensei on my way out, he was picking up Iruka-sensei, so I was probably actually a little after when the desk was supposed to close.�
Chouji�s mother stopped in her tracks, �Have you eaten anything, Ino-chan?� Before Ino could say anything, the woman was digging through the refrigerator to find something, �I�m sure your father didn�t leave any real food in that place since he was over here eating before he left on his mission.�
Ino sat down at the kitchen table, giving some offhanded remark about how she was on a diet. Chouji sat down next to her and Shikamaru walked in from the living room as well to sit on her other side.
As Chouji�s mother set down plates, she smiled, �It�s so nice to see your whole team together. Ino you should come over for dinner more often, anytime really. We always have enough for one more.�
She ate the food prepared by Chouji�s mom while assuming the woman and her teammates that her two-week mission had gone without a problem. Waving off their concern she just laughed, assuring them it was easy for her. She didn�t mention that they were both j�nin and she was still a chuunin. She also didn�t mention that she worked for Ibiki, although they both had a good idea. Shikamaru was ANBU now, he saw her around that building enough to know something was up.
Neither boy said that she smelt like sake, although everyone in the room knew she did. As the clock reached midnight, Chouji�s mom gave her a worried expression. Both boys were being unusually silent, and the older woman didn�t miss the protectiveness of their positions on either side of the kunoichi of their genin team. She had years of experience dealing with the girl�s father and the false bravado. �Ino-chan, dear, I worry about you alone in that empty apartment, especially after just getting back from such a long mission.� The woman ignored Ino�s protests and assurances that she was fine. Without paying heed to the younger woman�s words, she continued, �I would feel better if Chouji and Shikamaru stayed with you at your apartment tonight.�
Chouji was instantly agreeing with his mother. Ino tried to brush it off as unnecessary and that she didn�t want to cause any trouble.
Shikamaru was the one that surprised her but leaning back in his chair and saying, �It�s just as troublesome to go to your place as to go home.�
With that, it was settled, and Ino found herself being walked home by her two former teammates. Chouji was even carrying some leftovers that were packed, just to tide them over for the night. Ino was sure it was actually several days� worth of food for herself. When they got to the apartment she shared with her father, neither boy said anything about the bottles, both full and empty, spread around the rooms. Shikamaru started throwing out the empty bottles while Chouji put the food away in the fridge.
Ino sat on the couch, staring at nothing. She knew the boys were going to talk to her. If she had known her search for food was going to cause this much trouble, she would have just drank the rest of the bottle and gone to bed. She knew Chouji would be the one to do the talking � Shikamaru always left those things to the other man.
Soon the refrigerator door closed and Chouji walked over to her. With Shikamaru behind him, he got onto one knee to look her in the eyes. �Ino, we�re worried about you.�
She gave him a too large smile, �There isn�t anything to worry about. I just got back from a mission after all the stores were closed and my father didn�t leave any food in the house.�
Shikamaru surprised her by talking, �Ino, this isn�t healthy.�
Chouji reached out and took her hands, �We want to help you, before you destroy yourself. Please tell us what�s wrong.�
Maybe it was the stress from the missions, maybe it was the alcohol, whatever caused it, her fa�ade cracked and then crumbled. She looked up at the two of them, the only sign she was crying was that tears were running from her eyes. �I don�t know if I�m all here.�
Chouji gripped her hands tighter, �What do you mean?�
She bit her lip hard enough for it to start to bleed before she found herself with Chouji�s arms around her. �Ino, it�s ok. We�re here, and we�ll take care if you.�
Her heart was racing, it was hard to breath. She felt like the body she was in was dying. She brought her hands up to dispel the jutsu. Nothing. Again. Nothing. Again and again. She felt Shikamaru sit down on the couch and wrap his arms around her. His voice was as soft as she had ever heard it, �You�re in your own body, Ino.�
She told them everything. The man that looked like Asuma. Seducing him and following him back to his hotel room. She didn�t hold back any details. How he touched her. The opportunities she had to cast the jutsu but she passed up. She told them every detail of how the man had fucked her. She explained how she cast the Jutsu just before he came and how she felt it all. She told them how she was the one who fucked herself. How she looked and how it felt. She whispered about how she knew the man�s name and his friends, only the most surface of memories, but also how she felt him in his body with her as she accomplished the mission. She felt his panic and anger when she left his body, the deathblow already struck.
She looked into their shocked faces. She had already said too much, it couldn�t hurt to say even more. Softly so the boys could barely make out her words, �I�ve never had sex outside a mission. What is it like when the two of you �� She let her question trail off. Few in the village knew that Shikamaru and Chouji were more than just friends, albeit very good and close friends.
Chouji looked at Shikamaru as if searching for an answer, or perhaps hoping the genius of team ten would be able to explain. She looked at Chouji, then moved her impossibly blue eyes to Shikamaru. Neither man looked like they could explain. Softly she asked, �Can I watch?�
The room was immersed in silence. She knew her teammates. She knew logical arguments were made to Shikamaru, emotional ones to Chouji. She looked into the Akimichi�s eyes, �Show me that love really exists?�
Chouji looked at Shikamaru and then took Ino�s hand in his own. Without a word, they moved to Ino�s bedroom. They had been a team for so long that words were often unnecessary. Clothes were dropped carelessly onto the floor
Ino watched as Shikamaru captured Chouji�s jaw in his thin fingers, tilting the stockier boy�s head back as he brought his lips down to brush cross the other boy�s lips. Shikamaru pressed into Chouji, lips parting as the shadow-users tongue invaded the other�s mouth. Soon, Chouji was laying on the bed, Shikamaru on hands and knees over him, pressing into him as if the audience was forgotten.
Slowly Ino moved forward, her hand brushing across Shikamaru�s cheek and trailing down to the swirl marks on Chouji�s face. She felt the play of their lips as Shikamaru kissed everywhere on Chouji that Ino had touched.
She sat on the bed, listening to Chouji�s breath speed up. She felt the larger boy�s shoulders where Shikamaru was gripping into the soft skin. When Shikamaru leaned back, grabbing a tube of clear fluid from his pants, Ino watched his slender fingers open the tube and squeeze some of the slick fluid into his palm.
Ino traced her palm along Shikamaru�s hand as the man�s fingers gently prepared his lover. She felt the tendon�s in his wrist as he switched from one finger to two, then to three as Chouji murmured Shikamaru�s name between gasping breaths. Her hand stayed on his as the lube was spread across his firm erection.
She traced along his arm, feeling the muscles of Shikamaru�s arm as he leaned into his lover, his length gently pushing into Chouji�s tightness. Her hands felt Shikamaru�s hips as the man seated himself fully into their larger teammate. She moved her hands to Chouji�s thigh, feeling how the man trembled as Shikamaru slowly worked his way in and out, getting his lover fully ready for him.
Her eyes moved from one teammate to the other. Small careful movements as each concentrated on the other�s pleasure played before her as her hands ghosted over the two joined male bodies. Few people saw her teammates as capable of such intensity. The relaxed Chouji was tense with physical pleasure, his body trembling and shivering in pleasure as he brought his hips up to meet the thrusts into him. Shikamaru could not be described as lazy. Few ever saw him this intense, only in matters of life and death were outsiders allowed to see him putting his maximum effort into something. This was more than that; this was bringing pleasure to the man he loved and showing him how much he desired the larger man.
Ino ran her hands across Shikamaru�s buttocks, feeling the strain he was putting on his muscles to exert the proper force at the proper angle. Shikamaru was a genius, and not only on the battlefield. He angled perfectly to hit the most sensitive area inside his lover. She ran her hands across Shikamaru�s back, up to his neck, feeling how the muscles and tendons stretched his skin as he concentrated on his lover.
Chouji was murmuring Shikamaru�s name over and over in a barely intelligible string of praise. When the dark haired boy�s hand wrapped around the thick member between them, Chouji�s words became nothing more than strings of syllables. Ino placed her hands over Shikamaru�s larger hand, her fingers entwining around his fisted hand. Suddenly his motions became almost erratic and Chouji lost the ability to even mouth syllables as Shikamaru thrust in even harder, the force of him pushing the larger boy farther up the bed.
Their climaxes were announced by gasping screams as Ino saw Shikamaru�s hand get covered in Chouji�s release. The thinner boy�s thighs clenching as he emptied deep in his lover. Not caring about the mess on his hand, Shikamaru collapsed onto the larger boy, catching moist lips with his own in a messy love filled kiss.
She sat with them, her hands running through their hair. Thin pale fingers playing with brown hair and red hair, the two colors mixed together on her pillow as the boys feel asleep, holding onto one another. When their breathing slowed, she slipped out of bed and pulled on a too large T-shirt she had borrowed once from her old sensei. She climbed out the window and onto the roof of the flower shop, looking across the village in the dark early hours of the morning.
There was no one here she had to convince that she was perfect. She shivered slighting in the cool night air, her arms wrapping around herself. It was beautiful how Shikamaru and Chouji loved each other; she had never felt anything close to that. She pulled a cigarette out of the pocket of the shirt and lit it. They were the same type Asuma-sensei smoked. She just held it in her hands, thinking of how it would feel if she were loved like that.
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