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When Morning Comes	By : PrplGrl Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1131 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Sorry this took so long.� Stupid party, stupid job, stupid rag, stupid
job!� Anyway, please enjoy the final
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When Morning Comes

��how can he still be so beautiful?��
It was the first thought that ran through Shikamaru�s mind as he
followed Naruto into the kitchen and spotted the older blonde, leaning against
the counter, arms crossed as he listened to another man standing beside
him.� The stranger had long, white shaggy
hair, which was tied back in a futile attempt to tame it.� He was a bit taller than the focus of the
Nara�s affection, eyes dark with red marks that ran down the sides of his face.
As Naruto gently greeted them, dark
blue eyes immediately rose from their gaze at the floor to instantly lock onto
Shikamaru.� The sorrow
flowing freely within them made him want to wrap his arms tightly around the
older blonde�s broad shoulders and comfort him.� Dark circles accompanied the eyes and made
him look even worse, in turn making the urge within the Nara to increase as
well; he never wanted to see the man he loved so deeply like this.
�It�s because of me.�� The
small notion made Shikamaru�s heart pulse painfully.� �He
looks like that� because I�.�� Now he
wanted to apologize, try and set things right, and if that meant never seeing
the love of his life ever again, well�.
�Shikamaru!� came
a harsh whisper along with a not-so-gentle poke to his arm.
The Nara finally released the gaze
he had still been locked in with the older blonde to look at Naruto.� His friend�s blue eyes held a little concern
as he indicated the white-haired man.�
�That�s Jiraiya; my godfather.�
Shikamaru merely nodded to him, not
even able to pull off a small smile as his eyes darted once again to his
heart�s desire.� Those saddened blue eyes
never seemed to have left him.
A heavy silence fell around them as
the Nara and Namikaze continued to stare at each other, as if being able to
read exactly what they had felt and experienced over the past four weeks.� The smell of alcohol was thinly drifting
around them, and Shikamaru could see a few empty glass bottles sitting beside the
sink, right behind the older blonde. �The
labels had been taken off, but it didn�t take a big genius to figure out what
they once contained.
Shikamaru actually saw a glass,
still half full of lemonade sitting on the island counter separating them.� He was fairly certain that there was more in
that glass than mere lemonade.
Jiraiya clapping his hands made the
Nara slightly jump.
�All right,� the white-haired man
said, voice almost too loud and cheerful, �we�ll just leave you two alone to
sort this out.� Let�s go, Naruto.�� He walked to his godson and grabbed his arm,
almost dragging him from the house, his words being heard even down the
hall.� �I�ll take you to that new
stripper�s joint in town.� I know you�ll
love it!�
Even Naruto�s protests didn�t bring
the usual roll of the eyes or exasperated sigh from the Nara.� He just continued to stare as the silence
started beating unpleasantly against his ears.�
He found himself feeling grateful for the small rolls of thunder from
outside as the minutes slowly dragged on.�
For a moment, he thought of bailing.�
Shikamaru really didn�t owe anybody anything; Minato broke up with him
after all.
However, he had promised Naruto to
try, but what to say?� �I�m sorry� didn�t
seem appropriate and neither did �you want to get back together?�� Shikamaru struggled for a long while, trying
to find the right words to use without being too forward or too neutral.� But something needed to be said!� Damn, was it this hard when he had been
learning how to talk as an infant?�
Knowing dozens of words and phrases, but never sure on which would be
the best to say first?� Gah!� Shikamaru felt
as though he was going to go insane!� Why
was this so fucking hard?!
His dark eyes finally dropped to
the floor a moment as he shifted his feet.�
Something had to be said.�
Sighing, he decided to just keep it simple and looked back up into blue
orbs still drowning in sorrow and licked his suddenly dry lips, noting that his
tongue was pretty dry as well, and hoped his voice wouldn�t be as small as it
felt.
�Hi.�
Minato blinked a moment before he
whispered, ��hello.�
A bit of the uncomfortable
atmosphere lifted and Shikamaru suppressed a sigh of relief.� Carefully, not sure if he�d be allowed the
distance, he walked around the island separating them, leaning against it
before the older man.� From that length,
he could smell alcohol heavier with a hint of lemons.� He had a small feeling that the blonde was
drinking a bit more than the last time.
�So,� Shikamaru said softly, hoping
he wouldn�t be crossing his boundaries by saying such a thing, �Naruto tells me
you�ve been acting like you did when you lost your wife.�
Those despairing blue eyes locked
onto his dark ones.� �I feel like I lost
her,� Minato whispered, ��all over again.�
Shikamaru nodded, dropping his gaze
to the floor once more.� Naruto told him
his dad had been devastated by the loss of his mother.� It would make sense; Minato was probably very
much in love with the woman who bared his child.� However, that would mean� that the older man,
in doing the same thing as when his wife died, had� very strong feelings for
the one he was trying to forget with drinking.
�He couldn�t,� the Nara thought, a small scowl touching his
face.� �It�s not like we had ever been close.�
How could he have possibly�?�
�Is something wrong?�
Shikamaru was jolted from his
thoughts at Minato�s voice.� Blue eyes
were gazing at him curiously as he slightly shifted his feet.
The Nara looked at the older man
for a brief moment before glancing at the bottles behind him.� ��not really,� he finally replied.� �Will you stop drinking?�� The question slipped passed his lips quickly,
as if something else inside him knew it was time to start getting blunt.� In all reality, the blonde knew why the younger
man was there.� Naruto wanted them to get
back together, and Shikamaru had just laid down a ground rule.
Ocean blue eyes widened just the
slightest bit, before the hint of a smirk touched frowning lips.� �Will you stop smoking?� Minato asked, laying
down a rule of his own.
Shikamaru barely noticed the small
smile on his face as he reached for his cigarettes, pulling them free of his
coat pocket.
Minato reached around him, their
bodies almost making contact as he grabbed the glass of lemonade and vodka.
The Nara placed the lighter back
into his pocket; he could always give it away, as he flipped open the pack and
butt-side down, dropped the tobacco into the mixed drink.� He kept his hand over the top of the glass to
be sure the cigarettes soaked up all they could while contaminating what was left.� A slight tremor rippled down his spine as a
warm, sun-kissed hand was placed over his.
Shikamaru looked up and saw the
sorrow start to fade away from those perfect blue orbs, a brilliant smile
slowly spreading onto that gorgeous face.�
The more he stared into the older man, the easier it was to read
him.� Without saying a single word, he
could tell Minato was telling him that he would no longer drink in excess,
unless it was a special occasion.� It was
a vow of the heart, and it almost made the Nara want to cry at how happy it
made him.
In turn, Shikamaru silently
conveyed that he would never smoke again, and if he did, the older man had
permission to smack or punish him in any way he would see fit.� It was his forever vow that he intended to
keep.
Minato�s lower lip trembled a bit as he took the glass filled with soggy
cigarettes and ruined lemonade, placing it on the counter behind him.� Turning back to the younger man, Shikamaru
couldn�t help but sigh heavily as two arms were wrapped around him.� He had almost forgotten how warm the older
man was.
Hot breath tickled his cheek, and
he realized his eyes were closed.�
Opening his dark orbs, Shikamaru was immediately sucked in by the older
man�s gaze.� The blue flickered happily
at him, sending wave after wave of tenderness toward him, filling his heart
with joy.
�I�m such a fucking schoolgirl,� his mind whispered before soft,
warm lips gently, tentatively, touched his own.
A quiet moan left him as Minato put
more into the kiss, moving his mouth carefully along the younger man�s before
asking for permission to enter with the tip of his tongue.
Shikamaru gasped at the feeling; it
had been too damn long!� He eagerly
sucked the muscle into his mouth, his arms tightening around the older man�s
waist as one of Minato�s hands wandered to the back of his neck, gently pulling
him closer and kissing harder. �Another
moan rumbled in his chest at the feel of it.�
The Nara knew he�d never be able to fully describe the way this man
turned him on by merely touching and kissing him.
He made a small sound as he was
gently pushed against the counter behind him; the blonde�s other hand slowly
creeping down to rest on his ass, softly squeezing the clothed flesh.� It caused Shikamaru to thrust his hips
against the older man�s, sending another ripple of excitement up his spine at
feeling the hardness within Minato�s pants.�
The Nara also trailed his hands down to cup
the blonde�s buttocks, their tongues still rubbing suggestively against each
other.
Minato was the one to break away,
panting softly against the younger man�s lips as they stared into each other�s
eyes.� His hand gently trailed up into
the Nara�s hair and pulled the tie away, not breaking eye contact as he
whispered, �Bedroom� now.�
The words made Shikamaru
shiver.� It was as if the past four weeks
had never happened.� He eagerly followed
the older man to the stairs and ascended to the master bedroom.� Once inside, Minato closed the door behind
the younger man and proceeded to close the curtains on the windows, blocking
the view of the thunderstorm outside.
Shikamaru found himself
unable to move for a moment.� It was
really happening�.� He couldn�t believe
that he was actually going to be with this man he had admired for so long.� He watched as the older man quickly strode
over to the nightstand in the artificially lit room, opening a drawer and
pulling out a few long stick candles.�
Carefully, he placed them onto the small table and lit them with a tiny
lighter before turning back to the younger man.
Minato gazed into the Nara�s dark
eyes with a strong look of lust that made him tremble again.� The older man walked toward him, never
breaking eye contact as he slowly came to stand before the younger man.� The blonde reached over the other�s shoulder,
effectively turning off the lights and encasing them in darkness.
�Take off your coat,� Minato
whispered.� �Stay a while.�
Shikamaru released a shaky breath,
eyes slowly adjusting to the flickering light on the opposite side of the room
as he slowly obeyed.� The garment slipped
from his shoulders and he tossed it to the side, hearing the small noise it
made as it fell to the ground.
His dark orbs focused on the man
before him, merely a silhouette against the candles from behind him.� Still, the younger man could see the body
move, arms reach above his head and another soft sound reached his ears.� The Nara swallowed thickly and raised a shaky
hand to tentatively touch soft skin.� His
other appendage was soon to follow as he ran his fingers over the delicate
flesh of the bare chest, greatly enjoying the feel of muscles just beneath
twitching.� A gentle moan resounded from
above him and caused Shikamaru to sigh again, eyes closing as the older man
placed his own hands at the younger�s waist.
Slowly, as if he was certain
Shikamaru would run away if he moved too quickly, Minato grabbed the hem of the
Nara�s shirt and gently pulled it up and off, making it disappear into the
darkness.� His hands began to run along
Shikamaru�s skin in a way that had him taking in shaky breaths and causing his
hands to start trembling against the older man�s chest for a reason he couldn�t
pin point.� He surely wasn�t a novice
when it came to this kind of thing, but� why was he shaking like a little
virgin?
The blonde chuckled lightly in his
ear, a shiver racing down his spine at the sound.� Minato grabbed his hand and pulled the
trembling Nara to the bed, gently ordering him to sit on the sheets.� Dark eyes gazed up into beautiful blue, which
sparkled in the candlelight beside them.�
A loving smile was upon those delicious lips as the older man leaned
down to tenderly kiss Shikamaru, their tongues meeting only momentarily before
Minato left the Nara�s lips to trail kisses along his cheek to breathe gently
into his ear.
Shikamaru�s trembling increased, a
small moan escaping his throat at the sensation as his hands immediately went
to the blonde�s flesh once more.� He
couldn�t seem to get enough of the warm skin, trailing his fingers over well
defined pecks and lightly tracing nipples.�
One appendage seemed more adventurous than the other and gently ran down
the older man�s side to reach soft buttocks covered by rough fabric.
Minato chuckled again, slowly
pulling away and standing before the younger man.� His tanned hands reached for the button on
his pants and leisurely undid it before grabbing the zipper.� Shikamaru�s eyes were mesmerized; locked onto
those nimble fingers as they pulled it all the way down.� Sun kissed hands slowly trailed back up to
the waist of his pants and carefully removed the fabric from his flesh, the
Nara releasing another shaky breath as he gazed at the older man standing bare
before him.
The candlelight flickered in an
unsteady rhythm, casting beautiful shadows on the tanned skin of the Namikaze,
making the rest of his body shimmer and remind Shikamaru of the finest honey he�d
ever seen.
Tentatively, Shikamaru raised his
trembling hands to gently grasp the older man�s hips, his face moving forward
until his mouth touched the soft flesh of Minato�s abdomen.� He exhaled sharply, kissing the skin beneath
his lips, a low moan rumbling in his throat at feeling hardened flesh press
against his neck.� He trailed kisses up
to the blonde�s navel, where he began licking the delicious skin, darting the
tip of his tongue in and out of the small indention in a very suggestive
manner.
Minato moaned above him, a hand
combing through his hair as he teased for a few more moments before reluctantly
parting his lips from the warm flesh.�
Dark eyes gazed at the blonde�s erection, watching in silent wonder as a
clear drop of liquid slowly fell from the tiny opening and the member twitched.
Could it be that the penis in front
of him was begging to be sucked?�
Shikamaru�s trembling increased a bit at the thought, another shaky
breath leaving him as he licked up the heavenly fluid
flowing from this� god.
He slowly wrapped his lips around
the pulsating member and began sucking, his heart pounding within his ears,
hands clutching tanned hips almost too tightly as he tried to stop their
shaking, and dark eyes slipping closed.�
Shikamaru had almost forgotten how he loved the feel of the blonde�s
manhood in his mouth, against his tongue, pushing into his throat.� It felt so good to have the feeling returned
to him that a small moan reverberated in his vocal chords, causing a loud hiss
above him and the hand in his hair to pull a little too roughly, making the
younger man pull away from his treat.
The Nara looked up to a slightly
panting Minato.� His cheeks were flushed
and blue eyes lightened with desire.
Shikamaru swallowed thickly as the
blonde lowered himself to kneel before the younger man.� He trailed the hand tangled within the Nara�s
dark locks down his neck to rest in the middle of his chest, where he gently
pushed him back.� Shikamaru obeyed,
leaning back on his elbows upon the bed and watched with a half-lidded gaze as
Minato undid the younger man�s pants and gently pulled them off.� The Nara raised his hips to help, silently
grateful when his boxers were quickly removed as well, even as a blush crept
onto his cheeks at being so exposed.
Minato�s smile widened as he gazed
down at the younger man for a few moments.�
Without saying a word, the blonde gently told Shikamaru to lay with his
head on the pillows, to which the younger of them was eager to follow.� Once situated, the Nara watched Minato crawl
onto the bed.� Shikamaru spread his legs
as the older man slowly crept over him, gently pressing their naked bodies
together.
Shikamaru gasped, shaking hands
grabbing onto the blonde�s back as he arched into the
body atop him.� His hips began moving in
a rhythm all their own, rubbing his straining erection against the blonde�s as
his legs started trembling as well.
�Wh-why am I shaking so much?� the Nara wondered, his breathing
uneven.
Minato kissed along his neck
tenderly, hands running along the younger man�s sides and down shaky
thighs.� �Relax,� he whispered against
sensitive flesh.
Shikamaru whimpered at the blonde�s
voice, a shiver rippling down his spine, causing his whole body to tremble for
a moment.
Minato moved to gently nip at the
younger man�s earlobe.� �Or are you
merely excited?�
The Nara couldn�t speak, only
managing a guttural whine to escape his throat at the question and a harder
thrust of his hips.� It was simply
inconceivable for the younger man; every word the blonde spoke was like a physical
touch to his body.� How could that be?
The older man licked up to the top
of Shikamaru�s ear, lightly nibbling the flesh before whispering, �Do you want
me inside you, babe?�
Shikamaru cried out, his body
shuddering as his muscles clenched tightly and his seed shot out between them.
Minato chuckled as the younger man
caught his breath.� �I�ll take that as a
yes.�
The Nara looked away, his face
feeling as though it were on fire.�
��s-sorry,� he whispered.� How
embarrassing!� He�d never had a problem
with premature ejaculation before.� What
a time to get it, too; when he�s about to have sex with the man he�d been
imagining for so damn long, only to shoot off too soon.
A warm hand cupped his cheek and
Shikamaru turned to look into sparkling blue orbs shining brilliantly into his
own.� �Never be sorry for that,� Minato
replied warmly.� �It�s encouraging and� I
can help you out with it, Shikamaru.�� The blonde�s plump lips descended onto the younger man�s, sharing
with him a delectable kiss before moving down his body.
Shikamaru�s eyes fell closed as he
felt a warm, wet tongue begin licking up his spilled cum.� He gasped softly as a large hand wrapped
around his flaccid member and gently began stroking the sensitive flesh.� His back arched as what felt like lightning
shot from his groin.� The blonde spent
several minutes teasing him until his length was standing erect once more and
the Nara was gasping against the pillows, almost begging for his release.
It was there that Minato sat up,
making the younger man whimper at the loss of contact.� �Turn over,� he gently commanded, reaching
for the nightstand.
Shikamaru did as was asked, rolling
onto his stomach and rising onto his hands and knees to peer over his shoulder
and watch the older man.� The blonde
grabbed a small bottle of lubrication and quickly wetted his fingers, grinning
at the Nara as he circled his entrance with a slick digit.
The younger man moaned, spreading
his legs a bit more and pressing back as the finger slowly slid into his
body.� It felt so good!� How could the blonde�s fingers alone feel so
breathtaking gliding within him?
Shikamaru moaned again as a second
digit was added and started moving his body to impale himself upon those
glorious fingers.� His head dropped to
the pillows as he leisurely enjoyed the feeling of being penetrated by the
older man.
A loud ringing startled the Nara
and he thrust his hips back a little too hard, the fingers within his ass
brushing the spot inside him and causing him to cry out, moving frantically a
moment to try and get that sensation again.
Minato raised a curious eyebrow as
he gazed over the bed, the direction of the ringing, before reaching over the
edge, his hand never leaving the younger man�s entrance as he grabbed the
source of the noise.� Shikamaru�s eyes
widened as the blonde flipped open the Nara�s cell phone and answered the call.
�Hello?� Minato said, halting his
movements for a moment.� �Hey, Shikaku.�� He
smirked at the younger man and started thrusting his fingers a little too
roughly within him.
Shikamaru bit his lip and buried
his face into the pillow to silence the noises that wanted to escape his
throat.� No way would he let his father
hear such sounds.
�Yeah, he�s here�.� Well, he�s a little� occupied right now.�� Minato
shoved his fingers in deep, curling them and purposely pressing onto the
younger man�s prostate.� Shikamaru cried
out into the fabric, hands gripping the sheets tightly as the blonde continued
to tease him.
�He�s um�.�� Minato sighed.� �The truth is, Shikaku, that Shikamaru is
naked on my bed with two of my fingers up his ass.�
The Nara�s eyes whipped open and he
quickly turned his head to give the older man an embarrassed
look.� �Minato!�� Another cry of pleasure slipped passed his
lips as another digit joined the other two, Shikamaru not being able to help
but push back against them.� He dropped
his head back onto the pillow, whimpering in defeat.
�Ah make that
three fingers,� the blonde said,
chuckling into the phone.
Shikamaru could hear his father�s
laughter over his cell.� Damn, he�d never
be able to face him again without blushing!
�Yeah, that�d be all right,� Minato
continued.� �Sure, Shikaku�.� I�ll try, but I think your son likes it
rough.�� He emphasized his point by
thrusting his fingers harder.� The Nara
cried out again, back arching and moving his hips faster.� �All right, Shikaku, we�ll talk to you
later.� Bye.�� He closed the phone and placed it carefully
onto the nightstand.� �You have a very
caring father, babe,� he whispered to the younger man.� �You are very lucky to have him.�
�I-ah!-I know� Minato,� Shikamaru moaned.
�Good.�� The blonde removed his fingers from the Nara,
a small sound escaping his lips at the loss.�
Minato gently grabbed the younger man�s hips and sighed with a slight
shiver.� �I�m going to enter you, babe.�
Shikamaru gasped and arched as the
blonde�s hard length began penetrating his body.� It stung a little, but just having the older
man inside him was enough to double the pleasure as he slowly sheathed himself
completely.� The Nara panted heavily,
fists white knuckled as he griped the sheets tightly, a bit frustrated at not
being able to move.
�Ah Shikamaru,� Minato moaned, once
his member was fully encased within the younger man.� �You�re tighter and hotter than I remember.�� He carefully pulled out just a fraction and
pushed back in.
�Oh god!� Shikamaru
almost screamed, his head falling into the pillow again as he tried to thrust
his hips back against the blonde�s length.�
He needed more damn it! �The
fullness he felt was fucking heavenly, as if Minato�s dick had been made
specifically to fill his ass.� It rubbed
along his prostate perfectly, sending several ripples of pleasure coursing
through his body continually and making moans and whimpers fall from his parted
lips as he struggled to breathe.
Minato bent down, bracing his
weight by placing his hands upon the bed on either side of his younger lover
and began placing tender kisses on the Nara�s back.� �Babe, you feel so good.�� He began moving his hips a little faster,
softly panting against Shikamaru�s sweaty flesh.
�Fuck Minato!�� The younger man felt he was going
insane.� The pleasure kept increasing,
making his mind nothing more than a heavy, three pound paper weight and his
limbs wet noodles.� A coil of heat
simmered within his abdomen, tightening with every thrust of the older man�s
hips and causing his vision to cross.�
The blonde increased his speed, Shikamaru moaning louder and raising his
face from the pillow as his body suddenly tensed, all noise being blocked from
his ears as colors danced before his pinched shut eyes as his essence spilled
from him again, staining the sheets beneath them.
Shikamaru panted heavily, his world
spinning around him.� This also was a new
experience; he�d never had an orgasm without knowing it was coming before.� He slowly opened his eyes to find himself
looking up at the blonde still between his legs.� When had he been turned onto his back?� The question was left unanswered as Minato
roughly shoved his still hard penis back into the Nara�s heat, making him arch almost
painfully and cry out.
The older man quickly leaned down
to cover Shikamaru�s lips with his own, giving him a breathtaking kiss� literally.� Shikamaru couldn�t breathe, his lungs
starting to burn with protest for some oxygen.�
However, he wrapped his arms around Minato�s shoulders to hold him close
as long as possible.� His lungs could
wait; as long as the man atop him was breathing, Shikamaru felt as if his
breathing wasn�t necessary.
He gasped loudly when Minato
eventually pulled away, panting heavily as he felt the dark realm of
unconsciousness touch his pleasure-filled mind.�
If there was one thing he refused to have happen, it was to pass out on
his blonde lover.� He moved his hips a
bit and groaned, finding his manhood already erect for the third time that
evening and wanting more of what Minato could give him.
�I want to hear you,� the blonde
whispered, gently grabbing Shikamaru�s legs under the knees and spreading him
wider.� �Scream for me, babe.�
Shikamaru did just as was asked as
Minato started thrusting ruthlessly within him, slamming against his prostate, their
flesh slapping against each other as sweat glistened on their bodies.� He cried out and shouted relentlessly to his
lover, eyes closed as he focused on the feel of the older man gliding so easily
within his tight entrance.
Minato leaned over him a bit and
started thrusting at a different angle, sending wave after wave of constant
bliss pouring along the Nara�s every nerve.�
His head thrashed against the pillow, sweat running constantly down his
face as he struggled to hang onto what very little control he had left.� At the very least he wanted to wait until his
lover was ready to cum too, this time.
�Oooh
babe,� Minato groaned, his pace quickening to a speed
the Nara knew he�d never match.� �Fuck, I�m
gonna cum!�
Shikamaru screamed his lover�s
name, long streams of white spurting from his erection and splattering on his
chest, most of it pooling around his navel.�
His seed kept erupting from his penis as the older man filled him with
his hot cum, moaning low in his throat and rubbing the Nara�s thighs.
Blue orbs watched in amazement as
he gave a few final thrusts, Shikamaru�s softening member still pouring globs
of white onto his abdomen, only stopping when the blonde finally removed
himself from the younger man�s slick hole.�
Minato sighed shakily as he looked at the mess upon Shikamaru, nearly
hardening again as the pool of cum started running down his sides there was so
much f it.
�Fuck Shikamaru,� the blonde
whispered in a hoarse tone, �I�ve never seen anybody cum so much.�
Shikamaru merely whimpered
pathetically.� He panted heavily to try
and calm his still racing heart, his vision seemed to be permanently crossed
and his body felt like boiled noodles made of steel.� He began to wonder what exactly it was he�d
gotten himself into by being with this man sexually.� The Nara would be quick to admit it was the
best sex he�d ever had, but he also hoped that all future sex with Minato
wouldn�t be this mind blowing.� He�d wind up with permanent brain damage, Shikamaru
was sure.
Warm arms wrapped around his spent
body as he started drifting off to sleep.�
Words came to his ears as he fell into darkness.�
�I love you.�

~~~~~

Shikamaru was� sore.� It seemed as if his
whole body ached as he stretched under the covers.� He smiled softly to himself, though; the
soreness was very welcome.� He opened his
sleepy eyes to a dimly lit room.� The
curtains on the windows had been parted and sunlight streamed into the room,
catching golden locks of the man lying next to him and causing his smile to
widen.
The sleeping blonde sifted on the
bed, arm reaching out slightly and grasping at the small distance separating the
men.� A scowl touched Minato�s beautiful
face and his arm reached out further to grasp the Nara�s waist.� Minato mumbled incoherently and pulled the
younger man to him, pressing their sticky bodies together and sighing
contently.
Shikamaru chuckled, making sleepy
blue orbs open to gaze at him.� �Good
morning, Minato.�
Minato smiled.� �Morning babe.�
The Nara blushed at the
nickname.� He cleared his throat a little
and ran a hand through the older man�s mussed up mane.� �Sleep okay?�
The blonde slowly nodded.� �I had a dream, Shikamaru.�
�What kind of dream?�
�Kushina visited me,� Minato
whispered, fingers reaching up to gently stroke the younger man�s cheek as he
raised a curious eyebrow.
�How did that go?� Shikamaru asked
tentatively, not exactly sure if he wanted to know.
The blonde�s smile widened.� �She said she was very happy for me.� Kushina felt that eleven years had been long
enough for me to be alone and� she�s glad that I found you.�
Shikamaru smiled again.� �Good to know she�s happy.�� He moved closer to nuzzle into the older man�s
neck and sighed happily.� �I�m glad you
meant what you said last night, too,� he whispered.
�I wouldn�t have said it if I didn�t
mean it,� Minato replied, holding the other close.� �I love you, babe.�
�I love you, too.�
A flash of light surrounded them
for a sort moment and Shikamaru�s eyes widened.�
He pulled away from his lover and looked at the door of the room to find
it open and his father standing within the doorway, camera in hand, and his
stupid grin on his face.
�That one�s going in the scrapbook!�
Shikaku declared.
�Damn it dad!� Shikamaru shouted,
sitting up quickly.� He flinched at the
sharp pain that shot up his spine at the action, his lover chuckling softly beside
him.� Another flash of light had him
seeing spots and a growl rumbled low in his throat.� �Stop with the fucking pictures already!�
�Come on, Shikamaru! �It�s the first time waking up with your new
boyfriend; I wouldn�t be a caring parent if I didn�t��
�Give me that damn camera!� Shikamaru
interrupted, standing from the bed, worrying more about maintaining his balance
than the fact that he was nude.
Shikaku merely smiled wider and
took another picture.
The younger Nara flinched at the
flash.� �God damn it!� Hand over the fucking camera!� he almost
shouted, walking toward his parent.
Shikaku chuckled and managed to
shoot off another photo before bolting from the room, his son following him
with shaky legs.� They jogged down the
stairs and passed a shocked Naruto in the kitchen.
The blonde blushed before he
started laughing his ass off as Shikamaru chased his father around the table in
the buff.� �Dad!� Give me the camera!�� Shikaku laughed again, flash going off once
more and darted outside.
Shikamaru stopped at the door,
suddenly reminded of his nudity and merely glared hotly as his father took
another picture before falling to the grass in a fit of laughter.
Feeling completely humiliated, the
younger Nara walked back to the stairs, the sound of Naruto�s uncontrolled hilarity
ringing loudly around him.� Maybe this
hadn�t been the best idea.� Not only did
he have to deal with his picture-crazy father, but the practical joker, loud
mouthed Naruto Uzumaki as well.� This
relationship with the man he loved looked to be a future joke at his expense to
his friends but� as long as Shikamaru had Minato�s heart, it was well worth it.

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