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Down the Rabbit Hole and Back Again	By : PrplGrl Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1209 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Deer and the Fox

Shikamaru felt miserable.

Because of the counter drug that had been injected into him, Tsunade was hesitant to give him any morphine, fearing even worse conditions. His nerves lashed out in protest; the Nara’s whole body ached and his stomach hurt. Breathing was a bit difficult and he could only take small, shallow breaths.

His mind wasn’t much better off. He felt horrible. Guilt ran through his soul like a cold wind, freezing up his body and making it even more painful to move. Shikamaru hadn’t meant to overdose. He didn’t want to worry his parents like that and sure as hell didn’t want to wake up in the hospital again.

Shikamaru, however, was alive.

His parents were crying over him when he had managed to open his eyes. It made his heart ache. He tried to speak but could not find his voice. It was locked away somewhere around that constant pressure residing in his throat and he wished he could unlock it.

“I’m sorry.”

He desperately wanted to relay the message. He had been stupid. It had nearly cost Shikamaru his life. His heart began to fall into despair.

‘Why can’t I do things right?’ he wondered.

Finally deciding it was best that his vocal chords refused to respond to his commands, the teen stopped trying to force it. He simply lied there on the stiff hospital bed, falling in and out of consciousness. His mind was in a daze. He figured the doctor had to have given him something, for the pain would be pushing him forcefully awake one moment, then vanishing and he was forced into the darkness of sleep the next.

As the day wore on, or it could have been days since Shikamaru’s sense of time was severely lacking, the pain lessened. Finally, he opened his eyes on his own, the sharp biting of before had now dulled to an annoying throb in the back of his mind.

He had lied there for a long time, his parents trying to talk to him, but Shikamaru could only answer in small movements of his head. They were smiling at him nonetheless.

It was a little while later. His father was talking to him about something Shikamaru didn’t have much interest in and thus didn’t listen. What struck him as odd was when his father’s dark eyes glanced to the door of his room and he suddenly went silent. The teen didn’t have the energy to look for himself.

A small smile spread on his father’s face and he glanced at his mother. “I think we should make some phone calls,” he suddenly announced, grabbing a confused Yoshino and pulling her from her seat. “We’ll be back in a bit, Shikamaru.”

Shikamaru sighed as they walked through the door and stared at the wall across his vision. He was tired and silently vowed that he wouldn’t allow this to happen again; his parents’ tears would no longer be shed for his sake.

A minute or two passed before he saw some movement by the door and his dark eyes glanced in that direction a moment, resettling his gaze at the wall.

He doubled back, however, and his orbs grew slightly wide. “Naruto?” The word had pushed through that damned plug in his throat and came out more as a hoarse whisper.

The blonde teen slowly entered the room, almost shutting the door behind him. He gave the other a nervous smile and stood next to the bed. “Uh, hi, Shikamaru.”

It took a bit of effort, but the prone young man lightly glared at the other. “What are you doing here?” he asked, his voice still that hoarse whisper; it seemed that’s all his vocal chords would allow him at the time.

Blazingly blue eyes looked away and one hand reached up to rub at his neck. “Well, I… uh, I was worried about you.”

Had Shikamaru been able, he would have snorted. “Last time I checked, you hated me.” The dark haired teen remembered it quite well. A few months before he starting living with Deidara, he had a report due in his science class, the same one that Naruto was in. The blonde had just started dating the Uchiha at the time, and the Nara knew the emo teen wasn’t happy that Shikamaru was hanging out with his boyfriend. He ignored the threats that had come his way and soon regretted it. The day after they turned in their essays on… well, Shikamaru couldn’t remember the subject of it now, but their teacher, a stern, weirdly humored Kakashi Hatake had asked the Nara and Uzumaki to him after school. They went, neither of them knowing what it was about, and Kakashi dropped a bombshell on both of them.

It seemed that Shikamaru’s paper was exactly the same as Naruto’s. Besides the names on the titles, everything was the same and obvious it had been copied from the blonde’s entry. The Nara denied doing such a thing, but Kakashi very calmly said that the smart teen seemed to be distracted lately and declared it was normal to want to copy another’s work as a last minute result.

Again Shikamaru refused to take responsibility for it, their teacher simply stating that if he was going to do it in the future to copy from a more suitable companion. Kakashi had no choice but to give both of them zeros on their reports and demanded that they write another for half the credit on a completely different subject.

The Nara had been livid; he had worked for two agonizing months on that stupid paper! To add to that, the blonde had been fully convinced his friend had cheated and didn’t talk to him after that. Shikamaru only received dirty looks from his former best friend and a cold shoulder.

Naruto shrugged. “That was over a year ago, Shikamaru. Even I can’t hold a grudge for that long. Besides, I thought about it a lot and,” he gorgeously blue eyes looked at him once more, the smile spreading a bit, “I decided there was no way that you could have cheated off me. I knew that if you cheated, you would have done it without getting caught.”

Shikamaru averted his gaze. “Thanks for noticing.” The statement was dry and he somehow made it sound a little bitter, despite the fact it was huskily murmured.

A few moments of silence passed and a twinge of guilt tore at him painfully, though he pushed it down; he refused to feel anything like that for someone who deserved it, no matter how much he had once admired the person.

“Uh, how do you feel?” Naruto then asked. It came out more like a nervous squeak and the dark haired teen suppressed a sigh.

“Lousy.” He looked at the beautiful blonde and tried to raise an eyebrow at him “Won’t your boyfriend be upset that you’re here visiting me?”

The other teen shrugged again. “We broke up.”

Dark eyes widened. He certainly hadn’t been expecting that answer. He could see the blue-eyed teen lying to the Uchiha about why he went to the hospital, like he was seeing some distant cousin or helping out his dad, but breaking up with him? “What happened? If memory serves correctly, you begged and pleaded me to help you hook up with the bastard. The day he asked you on a date….” He shook his head; a small smile appeared on his lips. “I had never seen your smile so big before in my life.”

Naruto chuckled. “Oh, yeah, you did help me out with that.” His eyes averted to a plant on the windowsill. “Well, I guess I was just into the hype of it all, ya know? Sasuke Uchiha, untouchable and unreachable by any girl that reached for him, yet I would always catch him looking at me. At first, it was kinda fun, even if Sakura and Ino didn’t talk to me for several weeks.” He gazed back at the dark haired teen. “But time has a way of opening people’s eyes, I guess. I found out Sasuke can be a real dip shit.”

“…What happened?” he asked again, clearing his throat a little, his voice slightly stronger. “I didn’t think you’d give anything up for the ‘man of your dreams.’”

A small touch of pink rose on tanned, whiskered cheeks, blue eyes looking away again. “…Sasuke… said something bad about you… so I punched him.”

If Shikamaru had the strength, he would have laughed. Instead, he merely smiled. “You punched him?”

Naruto grinned sheepishly. “Yeah. Got suspended for three days because of it.”

The Nara rolled his eyes. “Lucky bastard, I got a week. When did this happen?”

The blonde chuckled. “Well, I wasn’t able to wipe the floor with the bastard, like you were with Kiba. Kakashi and Iruka got in and separated us before any real damage happened. Yesterday.”

‘Wow,’ he thought. ‘That’s fairly recent.’ He gazed at the wall for a moment, absorbing something else the Uzumaki had said. “You… defended me?” he asked slowly.

Naruto nodded.

His dark eyes looked at him with some confusion. “Why?”

The other smiled again. “Because I care about you. I’m not gonna let some too-hot-to-trot bastard call you a whore in front of me.”

Shikamaru lightly sighed. “It’s only the truth, Naruto.”

He shook his head; bright blonde locks dancing around wildly. “No, it was the truth, Shikamaru.” He walked up to him, grabbing the hand that didn’t have the I.V. stuck in the arm nor the heart monitor on the finger and sat down on the bed. The blonde held the Nara’s hand tenderly in both of his own, his smile quickly turning into a frown. “Man you’re freezing.” He gently started rubbing cool skin against his warm flesh.

Shikamaru swallowed hard, causing him to slightly flinch, as his body did not appreciate the action. His heart began to speed up at the touch and he glared at the monitor beside him, the ever-monotone beeps speeding up right along with it.

Naruto noticed and turned to the machine, grinning widely at the dark haired teen. “What’s wrong, Shikamaru?”

“Nothing,” he replied, closing his eyes and trying to focus on keeping the blush from his cheeks.

“Doesn’t sound like nothing. Your heart is pounding!”

The Nara refused to reply, settling with a twitch in his eyebrow for annoyance. He felt the weight of the bed shift slightly and a small dip on his other side.

“I think,” Naruto whispered; he was so close Shikamaru could feel hot breath ghost over his skin, “that I make you nervous.”

The dark haired teen slowly opened his eyes, only to be swallowed up by sparkling orbs of sapphire. As if agreeing with the blonde, the monitor began beeping even faster, matching his growing heart rate. He paid it no mind, too lost in that gaze to focus on anything but the young man hovering over him. The heat from his body radiated around them and the Nara almost shivered.

Naruto smiled a little before eliminating the space separating the two. He was gentle, very gentle. His lips lightly caressed the Nara’s and a soft moan rumbled in his throat. That’s all the farther it went. Lips on lips, softy stroking in a very… loving kind of way. There was no pressing harder, no tongue being forced down his throat, no teeth nibbling at his mouth, not even hands tangled painfully in his hair.

Shikamaru had never been kissed like that before. It was very different. Comforting. He liked it.

He liked it a lot.

All too soon, the blonde leaned back a little and looked down at the Nara, who felt his cheeks burn and he couldn’t get enough oxygen into his already stressed lungs, the monitor going crazy with beeps.

Naruto cocked his head a little, raising a golden eyebrow. “Or is that excitement?”

Shikamaru smiled. “Both.”

The blonde chuckled and captured another kiss before sitting up and standing from the bed. The dark haired teen gave a little whine at the loss of heat and reached out to the other, giving him a desperate look when he turned back to him.

The Uzumaki blushed a little, slightly darkening his tanned skin. “Shikamaru, don’t look at me like that. You look like a frightened fawn.”

The Nara glared at being called a baby deer, but it quickly faded. “Will you visit me again?” he asked, tentatively.

Naruto smiled from ear to ear. “Of course, silly! As long as you promise to pull through this.”

A smile crawled onto his lips as well. “I promise, Naruto.”

“And no more icky drugs!” he said seriously, although shaking his finger at the dark haired teen like a mother scolds her child kind of dropped the sternness.

“Never again.” Shikamaru meant it. He was surprised he hadn’t overdosed in the past, but owed that up to having people around to watch him. Who knows, he could have come close before, but couldn’t remember.

“Good!” Naruto walked to the door, waving happily. “See ya later, Shikamaru!”

“Bye.” He watched as the blonde damn near sashayed out of the room, lightly shaking his behind before he disappeared into the hall. “Sexy little vixen.”

A few minutes after he left, Shikamaru slowly brought his hand to his lips, touching the soft skin. He could still feel the blonde’s mouth on his and the flesh burned beneath his fingers. The memory of how the kiss felt ran through his mind and the heart monitor sped up once again.
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