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The Price of Love I	By : JaydenNara Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1166 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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New chapter! Thanks for your patience guys, much appreciated. It's longer than the others by quite a bit, so enjoy!

Burning

"I should be asking you what happened," Kiba said quietly.

"All I remember is the blade cutting through my skin," the Nara whispered hoarsely. The dark eyes turned away, unable to meet the brunet's worried gaze. "The woman was on me, straddling me as she tortured me, laughing while her filthy hands stripped me of my dignity." Tears welled up in his eyes as he trailed off. He was humiliated. As a ninja, he should have been able to cope with everything he was put through, but last night was his breaking point. "I'm so weak," he said, his voice so low that Kiba could barely hear his words.

Kiba froze, his gaze going to his friends' frightened face. "You're not weak," he insisted, wanting nothing more than to hold the teen and tell him everything was fine, that it was all a dream.

Never in all the years he had known the shadow nin had he seen the Nara so emotional before, Shikamaru was untouchable as far as Kiba was concerned. He had heard that the raven had lost it once, and that was over the Sasuke retrieval team, his friends. Unfortunately, Temari had seen and teased him mercilessly about it, probably one of the reasons he'd clamped down on his emotions.

The dark head shook in the negative, Shikamaru refusing to believe the Inuzuka.

"I want to help you," the dog nin urged. "But you have to tell me exactly what happened; I need to know what they did to you."

"I-I-I can't say-y-y."

"Shikamaru, if you need to cry, then cry."

The floodgates broke, and tears spilled over as Shikamaru let everything he'd been holding in go. His whole body shook with each choking sob, his body too weak to even move to hide his shame.

"Shhh... Shika," Kiba hushed in a panic. Without thinking, he pulled the trembling boy into his lap, and threw the blanket over the shivering body, the teen clutched to his chest.

Too many thoughts and emotions were racing through the startled and somewhat frightened Inuzuka. The boy sobbing into his chest was not the Nara Shikamaru he knew, the renowned lazy genius of the Hidden Leaf, with nerves of steel. No, the man before him was broken, striped of his pride and honour. It wasn't just scary, it was terrifying.

"It's ok, it's over now," the tracker murmured over and over again, gently rocking the shuddering body. "You're safe, I have you." The sobbing only grew worse, and Kiba was at a loss as to what to do, or how to even handle a situation such as this. He knew that for a torture victim, the entire situation was out of character. "You have to tell me what happened," he practically begged, afraid of what he was about to hear. "I can't help you until you do."

The hysterical teen pressed his face into the other boys' chest. "Kiba, s-s-she..."

Slowly but surely, the story came out in a tumble of words. The Inuzuka struggled to make sense of the torrent of slurred and mumbled words that Shikamaru managed to choke out between sobs. By the end, Kiba was staring in complete dismay at the boy he was cradling to his chest. The thought hadn't even crossed his mind that while he was fighting, that type of horror had been forced upon his friend and comrade. The only thought running through his mind was that he didn't get to the Nara in time, he was too late.

They sat in silence just listening to each other's breathing and taking comfort in the warmth of another body. The heart wrenching sobs gradually died down, and the younger teen hiccupped occasionally.

"Kiba," Shikamaru breathed, his voice sounded so hollow and broken. "You still haven't answered me. What happened?"

"I killed them..." He looked away, unable to look Shikamaru in the eyes. "Akamaru and I formed our man beast combination transformation, and I hunted down and ripped them apart." He held Shikamaru close to him, resting his chin on top of the other teens head. "It was like I was possessed by the hatred that flowed through me. I could hear you screaming in absolute agony, a-a-and, I lost it." He sat there clinging to Nara, the younger teen grounding him as memories of the night before played through his mind.

"You're crying."

Shikamaru's voice broke him out of his twisted reverie. Reaching up, he was shocked to find tears streaming down his own face and soaking into the raven hair.

"I'm not sure what happened exactly," he continued, surprising himself in his ability to keep his voice even. "It only seemed like only a few seconds, and then I was standing in the middle of the forest drenched in their blood, surrounded by pieces of the bastards." Shikamaru's screams of agony echoed through his mind, and he shuddered.

"You saved my life Kiba."

"Yeah," the brunet mumbled. "I don't regret that."

"You saved us both, never forget that."

Kiba nodded, lost in thought. A shudder ran through the thin body in his arms, and he remembered that the Nara was still completely naked in his lap. "Oh, ah..." He loosened his hold on the other, leaning back a little. "Do you still want your boxers?"

Shikamaru seemed to have calmed down thanks to the reassurance of the warm body holding him. A small laugh escaped as the corner of his lips turned up in a smirk, but it didn't reach the sadness in his eyes. "Yeah, that'd be nice," he said, sighing in relief.

"Kay, hold on." Being as gentle as possible, Kiba laid the injured boy back on the ground, fussing a bit before he went to look for the missing pair of boxers. "Here they are," he said holding them out to Shikamaru.

"Ummm... Kiba," Shikamaru said rather embarrassed. He looked up at his friend awkwardly from his place on the cave floor. "I can't move..." he trailed off, hoping the other teen would catch the hint. It was just his luck, Kiba stared at him blankly. "I think you're going to have to do it," he explained, his face flushing a light pink.

"What! No!" the brunet protested, waving the boxers in front of the injured man.

"You stripped me!" shouted the frustrated genius. He rolled his eyes as Kiba made a face at him. "Please?"

"Fine," the Inuzuka groaned, pulling the blanket off the genius's body. With nowhere else to look, Kiba's eyes slid over the trim body, noting the muscle that lay beneath the light skin. It was surprising to say the least considering how much of his spare time the Nara spent laying around watching the clouds as opposed to training. Realizing that he was indeed checking out his best friend, he averted his gaze, and focused on sliding the boxers up Shikamaru's body. He placed a hand under the small of Shikamaru's back, lifting the boy and pulling the shorts over the hips and around the trim waist. "There, happy?" he asked, almost sarcastically as he lowered the pale body back to the ground.

"Very," the genius quipped with a smirk.

Rolling his eyes, Kiba snagged the blanket, and carefully wrapped the injured man to keep his half naked body warm. Satisfied with his work, he climbed to his feet, dusting his hands off as he surveyed his work and nodded. "Seeing as we have no edible food," he said, glancing at the half ruined bag. It was a wonder the medical supplies had survived, though they had been wrapped in a separate kit inside the backpack. "I'm going to go see if I can scrounge up some food. I'll be back as soon as I can." He turned to leave, checking his pouch for kunai.

"Kiba!" Shikamaru's panicked voice echoed through the cave.

After everything that had happened, the Nara wasn't ready to be alone. He knew it was nonsensical, but he couldn't help the fear that flooded through him at the thought of Kiba disappearing from sight. Without the use of his arms and legs, he was completely defenseless. Anyone could take advantage of him, or finish what had been started the night before.

As the different possibilities filtered through his mind, his breathing picked up, verging on hyperventilation.

The dog lover turned to see his friends' eyes wide with terror, and breathing ragged. "What is it?" he asked, concern filling his eyes. Rushing over and kneeling beside the obviously frightened teen, Kiba cupped a pale cheek, gently running his thumb over the soft skin. "Shika, what's wrong? Are you ill, do you need anything?"

"P-please don't leave me here by myself," the raven haired shinobi begged.

Kiba blinked in surprise. The Nara had stuttered. Never in his life had he heard Shikamaru stutter before. "But we need food," he tried to explain, his soft caress never stilling as he soothed the other teen. "I can't take you with me or your wound could reopen, or tear even worse. I can't risk causing you further pain."

"I can't," the shadow nin mumbled, eyes drooping shut tiredly as Kiba's warm hand on his cheek calmed him "I can't stay here alone. You'll just have to be super careful."

Taking a deep breath, Kiba scowled down at his injured friend. "Fine, but don't blame me when this plan goes to hell," he muttered. Wrapping the blanket more tightly around his comrade, he hoisted the younger teen off the ground, gingerly holding him in his arms. "If you feel any discomfort, you tell me immediately, you got it? I don't care how minuscule the detail is, I want to know so I can fix it."

The Nara nodded his understanding, sighing in relief. Managing to heave an arm around the teen's shoulders without causing himself too much pain, he buried his face in Kiba's neck. "Thank you," he whispered softly.

Feeling very insecure about having Shikamaru so close to him, the nervous nin inhaled deeply through his nose. Upon smelling no fresh blood, he strode out of the cave in search of food, Shikamaru cradled in his arms.

The two boys spent the majority of the day at a small slow moving river they stumbled upon in the search for food. Kiba entertained the invalid with his over active fishing that was so over the top it put Naruto to shame. He'd run along the surface of the water in his boxers, kunai in hand, until he spotted a fish or tow. The Inuzuka would then jump straight into the air to perform a perfect arching back flip and dive head first into the water. The result was larger than what should have been normal waves, often sending a spray in Shikamaru's direction, though only a light mist would ever hit the Nara.

Kiba was beautiful in his own way, or so the Nara was beginning to see as he gazed at the dog lover running over the surface of the river, muscles rippling under the tan skin.

After managing to catch a few fish, Kiba made his way back to shore. Gathering branches from debris that littered the ground from the fierce winds the night before, he started a small fire to cook on. It didn't take long to turn the small flames into a roaring blaze, the freshly caught dinner carefully placed over the heat.

Sitting in between Kiba's now fully clothed legs, Shikamaru leaned back against the hyper active teens' broad chest, the warm tan arms wrapped gently around his middle. Staring at the dancing flames, he watched their dinner char over the fire, the heat starting to make him drowsy. Struggling to stay awake, he tried to sit up but hissed as a jolt of pain shot through his body.

"Shika?" Kiba's voice broke through the sluggish mind of the injured genius.

"Hmm..."

"Are you ok?" Kiba asked, his voice full of concern. "I'm not hurting you, am I? I can move my arms if I am." The strong arms disappeared from around the Nara's waist.

Missing the warmth and security the Inuzuka had been unknowingly providing, Shikamaru quickly responded. "No, you're fine," he mumbled, then paused when Kiba's word sunk in. "Hey," he said suddenly, tilting his head to the side to look up at the teen holding him "I just realized that you called me Shika." He relaxed back into the warm body as the arms encircled him once again.

"Oh yeah, sorry," the brunet apologized, scratching the back of his head. "You don't like it?"

"No, it's not that," the younger teen assured. "It's just, the last person to call me that was Temari." He fell silent for a moment, reflecting on the botched relationship. "I never liked it coming from her though, it usually meant she was mad. It sounds nice from you, I like it," he admitted, a warm flush staining his pale features that he wanted to blame on the heat of the fire. "It has a sort of sweetness to it."

"Good," the Inuzuka said with a soft snort. "Cause I wouldn't have stopped just cause you didn't like it." The dog nin nuzzled the Nara's temple affectionately before realizing his actions and pulling back, shocked at his own behaviour. Leaning back against the tree again, he watched the flames licking the scales of their dinner, thinking out what he was going to say next. "Our friendship is changing, isn't it?" he asked, knowing the answer, but wanting confirmation.

Shikamaru carefully thought over his answer, thinking back on the last day or so. "Yeah," he finally confirmed with a small nod. "Things are going to be different now after what happened, and I apologize in advance." He wasn't called a genius for nothing, he knew what his mind was dealing with, and he knew how illogical he was being in his fears and how the situation could, and may progress.

"There's no need to..."

"Kiba," the lazy shinobi interrupted. "Over the next while I am going to be more dependent on you than I feel comfortable admitting, and I need to know if you are okay with what has, and will happen."

"Yeah," the older teen said without hesitation. "I mean, the taking care of you and being there for you part," he corrected. "Not the actual cause."

They lapsed back into silence. Nestled comfortably in Kiba's arms, Shikamaru began dozing off a little, his mind wandering.

Kiba watched Shikamaru as he slept, stroking his raven hair and flushed cheek. Even after going through hell the teen looked cute. The Inuzuka would have to be blind not to notice.

"Fish is done," announced the hungry dog boy fifteen minutes later. Dark, slitted eyes darted between the fish he was holding and the Nara in his arms. "Ah... do you need me to feed you?" he asked nervously.

Shikamaru lazily opened one eye. "Hmm..." he groaned, his hazy mind slowly waking and taking in the situation. He tried to move his arms, but even the smallest movement caused him to hiss in pain. "Yeah," he confessed quietly, almost ashamed to be in such a position. It was embarrassing for a shinobi to be so useless. "I still can't move my arms without extreme pain coursing through them."

Tearing small pieces off the fish, Kiba alternated between shoving the food down his own throat, and carefully holding tiny bits for Shikamaru to nibble at.

"You and Temari dated, right?" the dog nin suddenly said out of the blue. He was curious about the loud and often violent fan user, and why the lazy nin who thought most things too troublesome to deal with would put up with such a woman.

"Yeah, for about two months," he said, looking up at the teen behind him, a thin eyebrow arching in curiosity at the unexpected question. "I broke it off though." The Nara chuckled humorously at the memory. "I thought she was going to kill me when I did," he said dryly. "I wasn't nice about it."

"Why, what did you do?" The Inuzuka couldn't imagine the Nara doing anything that could be considered particularity terrible considering his personality, but he had to admit, he didn't know the teen all that well anymore.

"It was just before the chunin exams," the raven began ominously as if telling a scary story. "You remember, she came to Konoha as the rep for Suna?"

"Uh huh."

"Well," the raven drawled, thinking back on the incident in question. "We had been seeing each other off and on whenever we had the chance. Long distance relationships are difficult," he explained. "Especially when there is no guarantee you'll even see the person when they are in town. It often happened that when one of us was in town, the other was out on their own mission."

Kiba nodded his understanding. While never having been in the same situation, he could imagine the difficulties.

"I ran into her one day while I was wandering through town," the Nara continued. "She tried to drag me off to my apartment for..." he trailed off, and cleared his throat nervously. "You know... Anyway, I wasn't interested, and then it hit me – I wasn't really interested in her – so I told her. Bad idea. She hit me over the head with her fan so hard that I actually had to go find Ino to heal the crack in my skull."

By this point the dog nin was laughing his head off, picturing the entire encounter. He could definitely see Shikamaru being so blunt, and Temari losing her temper. "Wait," he choked, wiping away a tear. "Didn't you have to be her escort while she was in the village?"

"I swear Tsunade did that on purpose," Shikamaru muttered, wishing he could disappear.

Kiba was howling now, his entire body almost convulsing with laughter.

"Shut it," the younger nin snapped irritably. "At least I've gotten action."

The laughter stopped abruptly. "I'm not a virgin."

"What!" the Nara said incredulously. "Seriously? Who? You've never dated anyone," he said, thinking back to their time in the village, and distinctly remembering the lack of female companionship other than his teammate.

"Who said anything about dating someone?" the Inuzuka asked. "You said action, and I've gotten plenty of that."

Shikamaru's jaw dropped. "So, you just have casual sex?"

"Well, yeah," Kiba said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Shikamaru's brain was running through a list of every person they knew, putting names to the faces he'd seen the dog lover with, and trying to figure out who would have possibly had such a casual relationship with him. It was then that Shikamaru came to the realization that Kiba was by no means unattractive, in fact he was hot, causing the Nara to blush and squirm uncomfortably in the Inuzuka's arms. "So, with who?" he finally asked, giving up on guessing from the hundreds of choices.

"Ah... Okay, let's see," Kiba said, unashamed by the current topic of conversation. "There was that one time with Tenten," he listed. "And another with Ino when we both got really drunk at a party."

"You slept with my teammate!" Shikamaru shouted, more in surprise than anger. He could see his loud annoying teammate sleeping around, especially since she had always said she was waiting for her precious Sasuke-kun, not that she had a chance. Uchiha Sasuke was taken whether the Uchiha, the one who had claim to him, or anyone else actually knew.

"You asked," Kiba said, holding up his hands in defense. "Now be quiet if you want to hear the rest," he chided softly, wrapping his arms back around the thin waist as he thought for a moment. "Well actually, I don't think there's anyone else you know, but there were three random girls from the village. That's it, I think. Oh wait, there was that one other time..." he trailed off, not sure he was comfortable discussing the particular incident. "You know, this is a weird conversation, maybe we should stop."

The shadow nin nodded mutely, mulling over what he had just learned. Knowing Kiba had slept around with random people somehow stung, but for the life of him, the Nara genius couldn't figure out why.

They sat in silence together, watching the sun set, the raven dozing comfortably in the others' warm embrace. If either thought about it, the situation would probably have been considered odd. Never before had they been so comfortable around each other, but after the ordeal the night before, Kiba couldn't seem to leave the Nara's side, and Shikamaru felt infinitely safer with the Inuzuka close by. It wasn't any reason to be sitting the way they were, but the thought hadn't really crossed their minds.

"We better get back to the cave before it gets too cold," Kiba announced when Shikamaru shivered against his body. Lifting the cocooned nin easily, he carried the injured teen back to the make shift shelter, and placed the bundled body on the hard ground. He made sure the blanket was securely tucked in around the shadow nins immobile body before settling back against the cave wall a foot away.

"What about you?" Shikamaru asked, watching from his place on the floor of the cave as the Inuzuka tried to hide his shivering. "You should be under here too."

"No... I cou," He was abruptly interrupted by the lazy nin telling him to get his troublesome ass under the blanket. The Nara didn't leave room for argument, even threatening to try and move himself and risk injuring himself further.

Sighing in defeat, the dog nin crawled under the blanket and Shikamaru wiggled closer to him. He wrapped his arms around the thin frame of his friend and pulled him to his body. The warmth of the others' body immediately seeped into him, the shivering slowly dying down.

"Thank you," whispered Shikamaru as he cuddled up to the larger boy, and promptly fell asleep.

Watching his friend sleep, Kiba let out a confused sigh. "Yup," he muttered to himself. "Definitely changing. Never in a million years would the Shikamaru I know have cuddled up to someone, let alone another guy before." He buried his nose in the stiff and matted raven hair, inhaling deeply. "I guess last night really shook him," he mumbled, drifting off into a dreamless sleep.

The bright morning light that streamed through the mouth of the cave woke the sleepy Inuzuka. He groaned in frustration, not wanting to get up, and pulled the hot body next to him closer. It took a few minutes to penetrate his foggy mind that the body beside him was Shikamaru, and he shouldn't be burning to the touch. Sitting up as quickly as possible, Kiba untangled himself from the others' limbs and the blanket to take in the Nara beside him.

Shikamaru's skin was glistening with a sheen of cold sweat. The pale body was burning up and flushed an angry pink.

Panic hit the Inuzuka with the force of a charging nin-ken. "Shit!" he shouted, his voice bouncing off the caves walls, reiterating how truly alone they were, and without proper medical help.

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