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. |
“She hasn’t improved at all,” Shizune said sadly as Tsunade read through the latest reports on Temari.
“No,” Tsunade said as a statement more than an answer, “and honestly, I don’t think she will.”
Shizune looked over at Shikamaru who was sleeping soundly in the chair next to Temari’s bed, his head resting on his arms that were crossed on the edge of the bed. “This is going to kill him.”
Tsunade let out a slow breath. “Honestly, I’ve only been selfish keeping her this way.”
“Ma’am?” Shizune asked confused.
Tsunade let a small smile cross her features. “When I see the two of them together, it reminds me of Dan and the way we were. Seeing Temari like this… I guess I just didn’t want to go through that again.” She looked over at Shizune. “Unless we can find some kind of miracle, she won’t make it.” She closed her eyes and headed for the door.
Shizune looked sadly at Temari, then turned and followed Tsunade out of the room.
A tear slide down Shikamaru’s cheek and he opened his eyes. He sat up and grabbed Temari’s hand.
The door opened and he heard someone walk in. Shikamaru didn’t have to look at him to know that it was Asuma. “Hey, how’s she doing?”
“She lied to us.”
“Huh?” Asuma asked confused. “Who lied to us?”
“Tsunade,” Shikamaru said with a bit of venom in his voice. He turned to Asuma. “She knows Temari won’t make it, but she’s been giving us hope this whole time.” He turned back to Temari. “Unless we can find a miracle, she won’t make it,” he said quietly. “That’s what she said.”
Asuma placed a hand on Shikamaru’s shoulder. “I’m sorry.” He watched the tears fall down Shikamaru’s face, saw how broken he was, but he wasn’t sure if he should try to comfort the boy or not.
Shikamaru stood up and turned to Asuma. He closed his eyes and pretty much fell into Asuma’s chest, wrapping his arms around the older man, and let everything out.
Asuma just wrapped his arms around Shikamaru and comforted him the best he could, planting a soft kiss on top of Shikamaru’s head.
They stayed that way for quite a while until finally Shikamaru’s sobs quieted down. Asuma took that chance to lift Shikamaru’s face toward his and planted a gentle kiss on the boy’s lips.
Shikamaru tensed at the sudden move and placed both hands on Asuma’s chest, but didn’t really try to push Asuma away. When Asuma broke off the kiss, he looked away.
“I’m really sorry, Shikamaru,” Asuma said. “I know how much she meant to you. I know that I can never replace her, and I would never try to.” Shikamaru stepped away from Asuma and turned his back to him. “Shika…”
“Just stop,” Shikamaru said and placed his hand on his stomach. He let a small smile cross his face as he felt Tobikuma move around for the first time since the attack, but lost it just as quickly again.
“I’m sorry,” Asuma said and headed for the door.
Shikamaru looked over at him. “Asuma, wait.”
Asuma’s hand was on the door handle, but made no move to open the door or to turn around.
Shikamaru let out a shaky breath. “I know that you were just trying to help, but… I just need time.” He looked over to Temari. “You can blame Tsunade.”
Asuma looked up at him surprised. “What?”
Shikamaru didn’t turn away from Temari. “If she hadn’t lied to us, told us straight away that there was nothing she could do when dad first brought her in, then maybe…” he turned to look at Asuma, “… maybe I would’ve been able to get over her death a bit by now.”
“But would that change the way you felt about me?” Asuma asked. “Would you have let me get closer to you in your mourning?” Shikamaru looked down, and Asuma closed the distance between them. He lifted Shikamaru’s face. “Would you have let me take her place in your life as the one who would be there for you and help you raise this child?” he asked, placing a hand on Shikamaru’s stomach at the end, a small smile appearing and looking down when he felt Tobikuma move.
“I… I don’t know,” Shikamaru admitted and pushed Asuma’s hand from his face. He stepped away from him when he heard the door open.
They both looked over and saw Yoshino walk in, followed by Shikaku.
Asuma stepped a bit farther away from Shikamaru when he saw Shikaku look at him. He then looked over at Shikamaru. “I guess I’ll see you later,” he said then quickly passed the two newcomers and left the room.
Shikamaru sighed and sat back down in the chair, staring at Temari.
“How is she?” Yoshino asked as she came up behind Shikamaru and placed her hands on his shoulders.
“Dead,” he said quietly.
“Don’t talk like that, son,” Shikaku said. “There’s still a chance…”
“No there’s not, dad,” Shikamaru said angrily as he turned to face the older Nara. “Tsunade and Shizune were in hear not long ago. They thought I was asleep so they talked as if I couldn’t hear them. Tsunade said she wouldn’t make it.” He looked back over at Temari sadly. “She never had a chance.”
Yoshino and Shikaku were both surprised at what he said.
“I’m sorry, Shikamaru. That was careless of me.”
The three Naras turned and saw Tsunade walking in. “You gave us false hope?” Yoshino asked.
“I wanted to believe there was a way we could save her, but there have been no improvements whatsoever, plus the fact that her entire body was crushed. Even if she did wake up by some miracle, she would be completely paralyzed,” Tsunade said.
“So there’s absolutely nothing we can do,” Shikaku said more than asked.
Tsunade closed her eyes. “No, I’m sorry.”
The room was quiet until Shikamaru stood up. They all watched as he walked and bent over Temari to plant a gentle kiss on her forehead, then turned and walked to the door. “Let her go,” he said quietly.
The three adults just stared in shock at this and watched him leave the room.
NNNNNNNNNNN
A knock was heard on the door, and Gaara looked up to see a young shinobi walk in. “Sir, a letter from Konoha.”
“Thank you,” Gaara said as he accepted the letter.
He furrowed his brow at the letter, having a sudden sense of dread come over him, and opened it.
Gaara,
I am sorry to report that Temari has been killed as a result of an attack
on the village. There was nothing that we could’ve done to save her.
I am deeply sorry for your loss, and know that she will also be missed
by many here as well.
Tsunade
Gaara sat the letter down on his desk. He closed his eyes and clutched at his chest, tears streaming down his face.
The door opened and Kankuro walked in. “Hey, Gaara, I know… Hey, what’s wrong?!” He rushed over to Gaara’s side then saw the letter on Gaara’s desk. He read it over and stumbled back wide eyed. “No way.” He then slumped down the wall, tears welling up in his eyes. “She… she can’t be…”
Gaara looked over at his brother. “We must go to Konoha at once.”
NNNNNNNNNNN
It took Gaara, Kankuro, Baki, and Matsuri three full days to reach Konoha. When they arrived, Shikaku had met them and led them directly to the hospital. They had already started preparations for Temari’s burial, but waited until the Suna party arrived to complete them. Gaara and Kankuro were grateful for the chance to say goodbye to their sister.
The funeral was held the next day, and just like it seemed to do at all funerals, it had started to rain, as if the ancestors themselves were crying for the loss of this precious life.
Afterwards, they held a small gathering at the Nara estate. Everyone giving their condolences to Shikamaru, Gaara, and Kankuro.
Shikamaru could no longer handle it and slipped outside. He stood on the porch of his family home and leaned against the wall, staring at the pouring rain. He wasn’t very surprised when he saw Asuma come up to him.
“I swear, Asuma, if you ask me if I’m ok, I’ll punch you,” Shikamaru said not looking at him.
Asuma gave him a small smile, but said nothing. They stood there in silence, the only sound coming from the rain and the sound of Asuma blowing out the smoke from his cigarette.
Shikamaru watched Asuma as he took another drag. “You know, mom will make you stop smoking if you’re going to be around me.”
Asuma looked over at him. “Huh?”
“She’s said it on more than one occasion since I started hanging around with you again. She’s constantly saying ‘It’s not good for the baby or your health,’” Shikamaru explained.
Asuma chuckled and threw the cigarette on the ground. “Yeah, I guess she has a point.”
Shikamaru looked back out across the lawn into the forest that surrounded the house. “I’ve thought about what you said.”
Asuma raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”
“Lady Tsunade hasn’t really mentioned it yet, but I know I’m right when I said she’ll probably force me to marry you,” Shikamaru said crossing his arms.
“Will it really be that bad?” Asuma asked.
“I can tell you my dad won’t be happy about it,” Shikamaru said avoiding the actual question he was asking.
“And what about you?” Asuma asked a bit more directly this time.
Shikamaru looked down. “I hate what you did to me, and honestly, it scares me a bit to think that you would do it again because it will be your right too.”
“Shikamaru, you know I would never do that,” Asuma said. “I love you and don’t want anything to happen to you. If you don’t want me to touch you, then I won’t.”
“The problem is,” he said looking at Asuma, “I know you’ll try to make me want it.”
Asuma looked away from him. He knew Shikamaru was right. He had had a hard enough time keeping himself from Shikamaru before this whole thing started, and since he got a taste of the boy, he couldn’t deny that he wouldn’t try. “I…”
Shikamaru sighed and pushed himself off the side of the house. He walked past Asuma and was about to re-enter the house, when Shikamaru suddenly disappeared.
Asuma’s eyes went wide.
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