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Shattered Glass	By : RotSeele Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1341 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Shattered Glass
- 2-II
- 3-III
- 4-IV
- 5-V
- 6-VI
- 7-VII
- 8-VIII
- 9-IX
- 10-X
- 11-XI
- 12-XII
- 3
- 4
- 5
IV.

Kankurou spent the majority of his
time in the hospital washing his mouth out with any human-friendly disinfectant
he could find. He'd fucking kissed
Shikamaru. A guy, dammit! He was not gay! He wasn't! He'd slept with
plenty of women, a few more than once. He did not like men.
Then why did you kiss Shikamaru? The traitorous voice in the back of his mind hissed
at him. You knew
exactly who you were giving tongue.
Fuck you. Kankurou replied to his brain-voice, a conscience it
was called, and stalked out of the men's bathroom. He wanted to check up on
Temari, but his feet led him to Shikamaru. The Konoha nin sat outside Temari's
room, head leaned against the wall, asleep. He still wore no shirt, obviously
unable to have anything rub against his skin.
Guilt wracked Kankurou at the sight.
The kiss probably hadn't helped Shikamaru in any way. The elder shinobi moved
to wake the Konoha nin, and found his wrist twisted back to breaking.
"Shikamaru, it's me. Kankurou."
Shikamaru released him then, the
tenseness draining from his frame.
"Sorry." Shikamaru whispered.
"I should be saying that," Kankurou
countered, sitting beside the ailing nin.
"Why?"
"I kissed you."
"So?"
Kankurou blinked. "I kissed you, while you're like that, and all you can say is "So"!?"
"While you put your sister in the
hospital for calling you gay."
"So?" Kankurou countered, and
winced. "All right, so why are you okay with my kissing you?"
"Most of my friends are gay. Neji,
Kiba, Shino. Naruto, Ino, though technically she's bisexual." Shikamaru
would've continued, but Kankurou's choked out "N-Naruto!?" had him nodding.
"You didn't know?"
"The only one I knew was gay was
Gaara. Naruto?"
"Obsessed about Sasuke?"
Kankurou deflated. Of course, it all
made sense. From the orange tracksuit to the all out manhunt for the Uchiha.
"So me kissing you."
"If it means so much to you, we can
say it never happened."
Kankurou shut his mouth, grabbing
his conscience by its scrawny little non-existent neck and twisted. Shikamaru
settled back in his seat and rubbed his eyes. Kankurou rose and slanted a glance
at his Konoha companion.
"Apartment's trashed, so, uh, we
can go back to my house." Kankurou rubbed the back of his neck, nervously, but
Shikamaru was too tired to notice or care. The Konoha nin stood and followed
the older shinobi out of the hospital, lazily bounding over roofs, coming to a
halt in a sandstone-enclosed courtyard. Shikamaru recognized it as the
Kazekage's residence.
He followed the Suna shinobi into
the huge mansion, and had a feeling of insignificance, right there with that
never ceasing need to just get screwed. Shikamaru was lazy, but not picky. He
really had wanted to wait for that right person, the one he could form a bond
with. At this rate, he could die before he found that person. His weight had
sharply decreased in the few days he'd been under Kankurou's ever-watchful gaze.
And it wasn't because Shikamaru hadn't been eating, quite the contrary, in
fact. Shikamaru had felt like Choji the way he stuffed his face with what food
he could find, neither hunger satisfied.
When they reached the bedroom
Shikamaru was to stay in, he decided to break his vow of celibacy and give the
painted idiot before him a chance to decide if he was gay or not. Though,
Shikamaru knew if he kissed like that,
soul-searching and hot, with full-frontal snogging as Kiba had once recounted
an experience with a very pissed off Shino, Kankurou was gay. One hundred per
cent homosexual.
He was just in denial.
"Shika, stop staring at me like
that?"
Kankurou's voice made him blink, and
his head tilted. The Suna ninja seemed a little apprehensive, what with
Shikamaru's doe-like eyes riveted on his own.
"Want to..." Damn, how did one ask
questions like this? "Wanna fuck?"
Kankurou gaped at Shikamaru like the
younger boy had grown a second head, complete with three eyes, four ears, and a
mouth full of glass shards.
"Look, I don't like the idea
either, but think of it as a mission," Shikamaru said, feeling very tired. "You
get to find out if you're gay or not and I get to relax. Everyone wins."
"Shit. What... What makes you think I
know what to do?"
"Pretend I'm a girl."
Kankurou hung his head and finally
nodded. He gestured Shikamaru into the bedroom, following close behind the
Konoha chuunin. Kankurou felt nervous. Think of it as a mission, Shikamaru
says. Kankurou thought bitterly. The Suna
jounin was down right freaked, almost hating Shikamaru. What right did he have...?
Kankurou let out a quiet sigh. The younger shinobi had a point though. If he
found he didn't like the experience then he knew he wasn't gay. Right?
Shikamaru waited until Kankurou had
disappeared into the bathroom to take off his pants and sandals, standing naked
and painfully aroused before the bed. He had nothing to worry about. Only a one
night stand and by morning he'll be on his way back to Konoha.
It would become nothing but a
forgotten memory. Right.
"How troublesome," Shikamaru sighed
as he pulled back the sheet and climbed into the bed. His heart was fluttering
like a caged bird. He was scared. The bathroom door opened and Kankurou emerged,
face clean of Kabuki paint, quite naked. He never should have suggested this;
Kankurou was huge! How the hell could women
take the Suna jounin inside them and enjoy it? First thing he was going to do
once back in Konoha has get his head examined because how he knew he was crazy.
The bed dipped as Kankurou climbed
on and under the sheet. Neither moved, both tense and wary. Finally, with a few
mutters, Kankurou rolled to pin Shikamaru beneath him, and pressed their mouths
together. Shikamaru relaxed almost instantly and wound his arms around
Kankurou's neck, arching up into the stronger body.
Holy shit, Kankurou's brain managed to gasp out when he broke
the kiss for air. He moved again, grinding his hips down on the younger boy's,
earning a moan where he would have got a whimper. Kankurou stopped thinking, and
just moved. His mouth made hot trails of kisses down Shikamaru's neck to his
chest, listening to the sounds he pulled from the chuunin's lips, growing
harder all the while.
His tongue flicked against
Shikamaru's left nipple, his hand tweaking the right, and he felt nails rake
through his hair and dig into his shoulders. Unbidden came the desire to see
Shikamaru like this without the help of the aphrodisiac, but the Suna shinobi
tossed the desire out the window. He wasn't gay, and this was only to prove it
to himself and help Shikamaru. It was a mission. Kankurou pulled away from that
lightly tanned flash and wrapped his hand around Shikamaru's aching flesh.
Shikamaru arched and made a choked plea, Kankurou almost missed a beat in the
rhythm his hand was making on Shikamaru's erection.
No woman had ever mewled
his name like Shikamaru had just done.
Not gay, not gay. Kankurou repeated, spreading Shikamaru's legs and
settling between them. Good kami-sama, now what? Shikamaru was no woman, and
was in no way ready to take Kankurou in dry. He continued to stroke Shikamaru's
erect penis while he thought. He didn't want to hurt Shikamaru. That would
bring in people he really didn't want to tangle with. So he stroked and thought
and stroked and thought some more. Shikamaru was writhing beneath him, long
strands of brown plastered to his forehead and cheeks by sweat. His whole body
glistened with it.
"Yatta," Kankurou whispered, and
moved to suck on his fingers mimicking a penis thrusting into any orifice a
perverted mind could provide.
"Kankurou, dammit, please!"
Shikamaru cried, writhing against the hand on his ever-needy erection,
doe-brown eyes riveted on those thrusting fingers.
Dark green narrowed a little, and
Kankurou pulled his fingers from his mouth with a suggestive pop. He trailed his
fingertips down Shikamaru's stomach, over his belly button, and through the
thatch of wiry hair between his legs before pressing two digits inside of his
one-time lover.
Shikamaru only moaned in pleasure,
pain nearly non-existent. Kankurou only moved enough to coat silky inner flesh
before positioning the head of his own erection against Shikamaru's entrance,
and pushed until the Konoha nin's body had taken him in to the hilt.
Kankurou nearly came right then.
Shikamaru was so goddamn tight, tighter
than any woman. Silken inner walls contracted and relaxed around the invading
member, and Shikamaru writhed, legs wrapping around the jounin's waist, changing
the angle and driving Kankurou deeper inside.
Shikamaru gasped and arched, and
Kankurou began to thrust because whatever he was hitting made Shikamaru whimper
out his name and grow impossibly tighter. Somehow, Kankurou's hand found its way
between them, and began to stroke in time with his powerful thrusts. Shikamaru
was as wet as a women by now, and Kankurou could move easier despite the growing
tightness. One last time, Shikamaru gasped out the jounin's name, and his
passage constricted around Kankurou as hot white seed spurted out between their
bodies.
Kankurou cried out despite himself
and emptied his passion into Shikamaru, catching himself before he crushed the
Konoha chuunin beneath his body. When he glanced down at his lover, Shikamaru
was already asleep, leaving Kankurou to clean them up. The elder shinobi used
the sheet to wipe off the come on Shikamaru's body and to wipe between his
legs.
Kankurou winced as the sheet came
away darkened by blood, but he chalked it up to Shikamaru's being a virgin.
Virgins always bled on the first time, right?
"Dammit." Kankurou whispered as he
lay down beside his lover, covering them with the clean end of the soiled
sheet. Shikamaru rolled into his body, and damn if he didn't feel nice snuggled
up against Kankurou.
"I'm not gay," Kankurou pleaded
helplessly to the growing dark. Shikamaru's arm across his chest seemed to say
otherwise.
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