To Hell and Back | By : Aleya Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 3321 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: LMAO… I can’t stop laughing! The “Nothing but bone” Speech Chouji’s mom is giving Ino, my actual mother has said something similar and when she said I laughed then too at the imagery. Anyway, all the smexy sexy sex is coming starting next Chapter. Their relationship is complicated for me to write… she loves him he loves her and she isn’t really sure about his feelings. He’s a virgin she was easy. The mission in this chapter: get ‘em talking… anyway on with the Fic!! Oh yeah and since I no know Chou’s Mama’s name I made it up. If anyone knows thx a lot. Now on with the Fic!!!
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“Oh Ino-Chan, just eat up!” Ino stared at the huge plate of food in front of her before looking at the dark haired woman with the short haircut known at Chouji’s mom.
“But, I-uh- only came by to find out how you make some of Chouji’s favorite food. I mean-uh his birthday is coming and I want to do something kind.”
“The best way of cooking is by taste.” The plump woman looked at Ino simply smiling. “I don’t measure anything so I couldn’t tell you exactly how much I put in anything, I cook by taste and if you want to do it right, you should memorize the taste.”
“Would Chouji even notice if I put in a bit too much of garlic or something?” Ino made a face looking at the plate of food. Was she really expected to eat it all?
“Do you think just because we’re large we don’t have a palette delicate enough to not savor food?” The woman narrowed her eyes at Ino. “You thin people are all alike!” The woman was huffy and arose slamming her foot on the ground in a way that the table and everything on it jumped. “You think we’re fat because we rush through our meals not savoring and loving every bite of what we eat! That we just swallow not chew, not taste!” She turned back to Ino her eyes aglow with fury. “We are big because we enjoy what we consume so much we want more of it. You skinny people are always worried about the same thing!”
“The same thing?” Ino felt a bead of sweat roll down the side of her face.
“I don’t wanna be fat!” The kindness the woman had only a moment ago was in place of a person mocking everyone else, the whiney voice to go along with it. “I’m not beautiful if I’m fat!”
“Er… Well.”
“It’s a load of bull if you ask me!” She slammed her fist into the wall. “You’re nothing but bone! For a man to get between those knees and really work it requires his pelvis to constantly get slammed against bone. Bone on bone hurts, but with some cushion, with some meat on that bone he can get in there better, harder and keep at it longer!”
“Uhm…” Ino just looked at the woman blushing. Was she really saying these things? The food was getting cold…better eat while she rants, Ino. “He could really put work into reaching deeper parts of you that I’m sure even you never knew of. Parts that will drive you to supreme ecstasy without hurting his pelvis because of the cushion. And you skinny people-”
“This is delicious!” Ino murmured staring at her plate of food in shock, chopsticks in hand and chewing.
“Oh I’m glad you like it!” The woman smiled and sat down again. “Oh! You’re eating the chicken right? Take another bite and tell me what it is you taste, Ino-Chan.”
“Okay…” Ino closed her eyes. “I taste orange… and that’s it.”
“You’ve got the main ingredient, that’s the easy part Ino-Chan.”
“Dinner smells delicious Momo-Chan.” Akimichi Chouza entered the eating area. “Ino-Chan, you’re visiting?”
“She wants to have a dinner party for Chouji’s birthday and since it’s his birthday it’s best she have some of his favorites.” Momo smiled at her husband as Ino started writing down some things on a pad she kept in her bag on her hip.
“Oh well that’s nice. I’ll keep it a secret then.” Chouza smiled. “Chouji and Shikamaru are coming by for dinner anyway.”
“Oh, well that’s fine!” Momo smiled going to grab more plates.
“I see, they‘re coming by. Makes sense. Its his family‘s house.” Ino continued her taste and guess the ingredients game.
“You’re really intense about this Ino-Chan.” Chouza chuckled.
“Yes, well, it’s delicious. A girl needs to know how to cook for her lover. And even if Chouji doesn’t like it, maybe my future husband will appreciate it.”
“Lover, eh?”
“The romance of the heart.” Momo sighed. “Who is the lucky young man, Ino-Chan?”
“Eh?” She stopped her chewing then smiled. “No one yet.” She smiled and went back to eating.
“Mom, Is dinner ready?” Chouji called and Ino flinched sitting upright.
“Yeah Chouji it is! Come on Ino-Chan is already eating!”
“What’s this? Ino’s here?” Shikamaru laughed as Ino continued to eat.
“Why are you here?” Chouji’s enthusiasm for dinner died a little bit looking at the back of Ino’s head. Ino turned around with a smile, her forced smile he noticed.
“Well, Hinata mentioned to me having some free time, but because of the baby she can’t come out to drink with us girls so we’re going to her and everyone’s bringing a dish to eat and I couldn’t think of anything to bring so I’m asking all the mother’s for dishes.”
“That’s right your mother can’t cook.” Chouji took the seat closest his mother, and happened to be the furthest available from Ino.
“No, No she can’t. Not without burning it. Luckily my mother is a looker or I would never exist. I think I’ve got it!” Ino squealed and turned the page, looked at the page and rubbed her stomach already feeling somewhat full. With a soft groan she started on the next piece of meat on her plate.
“Why did you give her so much mom, she won’t eat it all.” Chouji sighed as Ino continued to eat after looking up at him then back at her notepad as she tried to guess more ingredients
“Still no missions, yet boys?”
“Well, it’s almost time for the Chuunin exams again so I’ll be busy with that soon enough.” Shikamaru looked around the table wondering if the tension between his two best friends were felt by all.
“No missions here yet, but I’m sure some good ones are coming soon.” Chouji smiled at him mom then looked again at Ino.
“I think I’ve hit my limit.” Ino finally placed her chopstick back down, she was more than halfway through the plate. Most Chouji or Shikamaru has ever seen her consume.
“No problem. Will you wait for dessert?” Momo smiled at Ino.
“Yes, I think so.” Ino tucked away her notepad and watched the others eat and make small talk feeling Chouji’s eyes on her from time to time.
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Ino was in his house. That statement ran on loop in Chouji’s mind as he kept sliding his glance to the blonde female who was eating and occupied with the food. This was strange. Because Ino eating? It’s unheard of. What is she up to?
“I’ve hit my limit.” Ino said suddenly, it was like she’s mind body switched, present in body but her mind wasn’t there. She was lost in her own mind it seemed. Then all too fast dinner was over and the dessert was served and eaten. And she was gone. Just like that.
“She isn’t going to say anything more to me?” Chouji looked at the place where she once sat in awe. “She goes off on something like to hell and back and I get nothing! Nothing!”
“Come on, Chouji. I got to get up early anyway. How annoying.” Shikamaru sighed and off they went, the evening for the most part uneventful.
He was quickly growing restless. This hell and back thing with Ino. Since that day he hadn’t really spoken to her to discover what she was getting at. He hadn’t even told Shikamaru what was said to him and that was eating him up more and more. Should he tell his friend? Telling him would change the dynamics of team ten. It was one thing that it was obvious that Chouji and Ino like each other, but this could make or destroy the friendship.
“Chouji, come out with me.” Shikamaru said suddenly taking a detour from the path leading back to their bachelor pad.
“Huh?” Chouji followed his friend. “I thought you had to get up early.”
“Maa.” Shikamaru smirked. “I only said that so your parents would set us free sooner.”
“Huh?”
“You had a lot on your mind. You didn’t even with your usual vigor.” Shikamaru nodded to the bar, the same from the night they crashed the girls’ get-together with Naruto and Kiba.
“I wasn’t feeling well today.”
“Well, even if you’re accounting today, you haven’t been the same for the past month or so.” Shikamaru sat at the bar.
“That’s because Ino is making me nervous again.” Chouji said. “She said she loved me, I said “Okay” And then… and then she left before coming back saying, “I’ll take you to hell and back.” And that made me nervous.”
“She really said that?” Shikamaru ordered drinks for them both and began sipping when they were set on the bar.
“Yeah and I thought about it. I was the first guy who didn’t just go along with what she wanted. I rejected Yamanaka Ino and she’s trying to make my life hell.”
“If that was the way she meant it, she’s doing a good job of it.” Shikamaru laughed. “But I don’t think so. And Sasuke rejected her before you.”
“What do you mean?”
“A few months ago, before Naruto and Hinata really connected, Naruto accidentally slipped when he was talking to her. While he was checking her out he told me he said something like: “If I had my way I’d screw you eight ways to hell and back.”
“He what?”
“That’s how their relationship started. I believe, Ino is trying to make amends and is at a loss of what will work and what will fail.”
“So she-sh-she. She wants to…” He could feel his heart rate pick up.
“She‘ll use what she knows best. Sex.” Shikamaru looked at his best friend. “Can you deal with that? I mean once she makes her move she’ll give it all she’s got.”
“I don’t know. You know as well as I do that I have no experience with girls, well not in that way.”
“Well, I’d think of something fast.” Shikamaru pointed on the other side of the bar where Ino was, and was staring into the glass of whatever liquor she was drinking.
“What should I do Shikamaru?”
“Don’t ask me! You two have been playing this game for a long time and I haven’t intruded yet.” Shikamaru looked on a little more.
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“Ino!”
“Hikari.” Ino looked at the married man who’d gotten her in trouble with Chouji. When she arrived home from Chouji’s full and bloated her mother handed her a letter with just her name on it. “What do you want, calling me out like this? Your wife will be suspicious.”
“She won’t be, she’s home.”
“That doesn’t stop a woman’s suspicious heart.” Ino took a healthy swallow of her alcohol.
“Since when have you worried about my wife?” Hikari looked at her his gaze instantly dropping to her ample bosom. “You and I have played many a time with no worries.” He scooted his chair closer and grabbed her bottom.
“Remove your hand from my person.” Ino was now glaring at the man.
“Ino-Chan, are you cross because it’s been a while and last time I just left so suddenly?”
“Remove your hand from my person or I will remove it for you.”
“What are you on the rag or something?” He scoffed removing the offensive hand and started to drink.
“I’m not, not that it’s any of your business.”
“Then what is it?”
“I’ve got a boyfriend, now. A steady one.” She set her glass down and ordered a fruity mixed drink.
“It won’t last!” Hikari laughed and she frowned.
“Why would you say something stupid like that?”
“Trying to turn a whore to a housewife never works!”
Slap!
“A whore, am I?” She stood up glaring at the man.
“Don’t act so indignant!” Hikari held his cheek, more than a little pissed at getting slapped. “Everyone in Konoha knows you’re an easy lay! You don’t need any of that romance shit that we men have to pull with our girlfriends to get a little head or something. The reason why many of them don’t is because they’re afraid of their dick’s falling of-”
Slap!
“Goodbye, Hikari.” She turned on her heel and Hikari grabbed her wrist and yanked her back.
“Look, I’m sorry, that wasn’t right and I was raised better than that.” Hikari sighed. “All I’m trying to say is that you’re a party girl Ino. For as long as I’ve known you, you were a party girl. You live dangerously. You’re a Kunoichi in the daylight and work hard but when night falls you drink, you have fun and you use men as part of your fun.” She weakened and swallowed a lump in her throat. His hands smoothed over her face, his thumbs catching the moisture threatening to fall from her eyes. “Unless this boyfriend is fine sharing you with all of Konoha it won’t work. That party girl in you will always be there.”
“Hikari, I was a party girl. I’m trying to change because I have someone I love.” She grabbed his face and bought it down so she could kiss his forehead. “Someone I want to marry if he accepts all of me reformed party ways and all. And when he marries me, I won’t be like you cheating on him left and right and I pray he won’t cheat on me that way. Go home. And make love to your wife.” She pushed him back and turned blinking at the crowd that had been watching them. She shook her head and kept walking.
“You’ll be back!” Hikari called. “No man marries a whore expecting her to do right by him.”
“I still won’t go back to you, Asshole!” She flipped the bird and kept walking.
“Hika…” A woman’s voice made him freeze and slowly he turned to face a young girl. The exact opposite of Ino. Black curly hair, modest bosom and very timid and belly looking ready to pop out the child within it. “She told me I would see a side of you I knew nothing about.”
“Kaila, I can explain.” He looked at her and she brushed past him to leave as well.
“I’m going home to mother.”
“Don’t go back to the Dragon Lady!”
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“Chouji, she brought that reputation on herself.” Shikamaru looked at his long time friend who was close to splintering the wood of the bar.
“No man should ever have the right to talk to a woman that way.” Chouji’s face was so red with anger. “No matter what she does no man has a right to disrespect women that way.”
“Go see if Ino’s okay. I won’t kill the guy.” Shikamaru was now looking his friend in the eye. “Besides you two need to talk anyway.”
“Shika-”
“I said go.” The stare off continued longer and Chouji looked away first.
“Fine.” The chubby man go up and walked out of the bar the cool air doing wonders for his face flushed from fury.
“You saw that, didn’t you?” Ino’s voice made him stop. She hadn’t made it far. Just a few stores down and was now sitting on the ground between two outdoor vending machines. “With Hikari…” She laughed bitterly.
“I don’t….”
“It’s okay. He was my bad decision.” She took a deep breath.
“Ino…”
“I want to spend some time alone with you Chouji.” She looked up at him. “Time to show you that I am different. That I can be honest with myself. Time to give you a chance to love me. You might’ve never really thought more of me past my body but that’s a no go zone because we’re friends.” She rose. “I’m yours Akimichi Chouji.” She gripped the front of his clothes and pressed her forehead against his chest. “No games. You want me to jump I’ll say how high.”
“Ino yo-you shouldn’t…”
“I’m filthy in my past sins of lust and love. And before I could think to offer myself to you I wanted to be sure.”
“Sure of…” His head was spinning, this couldn’t be real.
“That I’m clear of all the dirt and diseases attached to being so promiscuous. I didn’t want to damage you more than I already have.” She raised her eyes to him. “I’m clear of them all. I made it out of it all unscathed.” She dropped her hand to his hand. “I want what Hinata has Chouji. The love of a man who loves her and will follow her from hell to heaven and back. I want you.”
“Why?” He looked at her his heart picking up speed. While romantic and poetic, the truth is, she had no STIs, no children, and rejecting past lover’s advances so she could sleep and be with him.
“You mean so much more to me, Chouji. And if offering my body to you when you want it will get my point across--Chouji you’re bleeding.” Chouji touched his nose, crap. Suddenly the mood ruined and she glared at him. “You made me forget what I was about to say!” She pushed him and he stumbled back slightly. “Baka! Forget it! I don’t want anything to do with you.”
“So what do you want then, Ino?” Chouji looked at her seriously. “You love me then you don’t. I find that hard to believe after having watched you change men like you change underwear, sometimes more than that.”
“I’m not a whore.”
“But that’s the reputation you created.” He watched her blue eyes tear up and he looked around, finding the area void of people save a handful of drunks. Then he hugged her to him. “I’m not like the others, bold enough to accept a sex life so easily.”
“Then let me be the bold one, Chouji.” She sniffled and looked him in the eye. “Your courage will grow in time.” She watched him longer before reaching into her bag. And dabbing at his bloody nose, their eyes locked on one another’s. “All good now.” She tucked it away in her pocket promising to dispose of it later.
“Ino…”
“Let’s go on a date tomorrow night. I’ll remain completely sober, I promise you.” She winked.
“Sure, to where?”
“Let me worry about that.” She rose on tip toe to plant the lightest of kisses on his lips. “See you tomorrow, Chouji!” And then she was gone.
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