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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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Make A Move

The clouds came into the area without warning, as they did sometimes, creeping from the horizon and slowly covering the city in a dreary gray color. Rain soon followed. It never poured as in a thunderstorm, but merely fell from the sky as tears would fall from an upset child. No one could ever predict these little rainy periods as they showed up, nor could anybody say when it would end.

That was they way he liked it.

The man was standing at the huge windows to his office, staring out into the dismal weather with a scowl on his sharp features. When rain came down like this, it usually held a bad omen for him. He never looked down to the streets below to see the people scurrying around, trying to find shelter. No, those insects were far below his interests and he merely watched the droplets of water as they fell from the gray sky.

“I have found him,” a voice he recognized said suddenly.

His stern eyes looked over his shoulder at the dark haired man sitting on the couch. He was as stoic as always, face devoid of any real emotion and half hidden behind locks of raven colored hair.

He turned his gaze back out the window, taking his time with replying. There was a shuffle of clothing and he soon heard the flick of a lighter. The man sighed in annoyance. “You know that I dislike the smell of cigarettes, Itachi,” he finally spoke, voice dark and full of irritation. He turned to glare at him.

Itachi met his gaze and slowly brought the tobacco to his lips, clearly defying his boss as he took a drag and released the smoke in a long white stream from the corner of his mouth. “I know,” he stated in his monotone fashion that always annoyed the man standing at the window, “but if you’re going to just stand there after summoning me all the way here, I need to do something to keep myself occupied, and I doubt you’d like the smell of the… alternative in your office.” He placed the cigarette on his lips again, eyes never leaving that of his boss.

The secret leader of the Akatsuki glared at one of his most trusted subordinates a moment more before shaking his head. His eyes focused on the paperwork lying on his desk and he glanced back to Itachi. “Are you sure you found the right one?”

The raven-haired man let a small smirk escape from his lips, taking another drag. “Quite sure.” He released the smoke from his lungs and his smirk disappeared, eyes darkening even more in curiosity. “I do wonder, though. Why are you so adamant to have him back, Pain?”

The leader raised a thin eyebrow at his talented employee. “Because he was the best.” He sat at his desk and began flipping through several papers. “I was severely disappointed when Deidara’s operation got taken apart. He always spoke highly of that boy. Our customers want him back.”

Itachi nodded, inhaling more of the tobacco. “A lot of my clientele were asking for him when Deidara folded.”

Pain looked up at him. “Did you not have him for a time?”

The raven-haired man closed his eyes. “I did. However, I thought it would be too risky to place him back into the prostitution ring so soon after being found with our imprisoned comrade.” He opened his dark eyes and gazed at his boss, taking another drag. “He seemed to have an attachment with another of my entertainers. It turned out that the two of them together brought in a very interested crowd.”

“Ah yes,” the leader replied. “You made him into a pornography star.”

“If I remember correctly, those movies brought in quite a bit of profit.”

“They did,” Pain agreed, a scowl touching his face as he took a document from the pile on his desk, “however, our organization has slowly been losing money since you lost him.”

Itachi merely gave his leader a vacant stare as he inhaled the last of the nicotine and put the butt out in a clean ashtray beside the couch on a table.

Pain glared; that had been a gift to him from one of his very important business partners and was for show, not use. “It appears,” he continued, holding his irritation back, “that the majority of our customers want Deidara’s brat. You knew this, Itachi, why didn’t you hold him?”

The raven-haired man looked away for a moment, considering the question carefully. “It had been over a month after he started working for me,” he explained, neither his voice or eyes holding any emotion as he looked at the Akatsuki leader. “I decided that maybe he could start working the prostitution ring again. Those movies that were made served a double purpose; we could make a little extra money and I could make sure he hadn’t forgotten how the business worked. There was a slight problem, though.”

An eyebrow twitched above Pain’s eye; some of the things this man did grated on his nerves heavily. “And what was that?”

Itachi leaned a little further back into the soft seat. “It seems that my entertainer and Deidara’s had gotten quite… close during that time. I knew there would have been conflict if I separated them.”

“I hope you followed protocol, Itachi,” the leader warned before the other could go any further. “You know how tricky this business can be.”

The man on the couch waved a hand at him. “Don’t worry, Pain, I knew back then who was the more important of the two.”

Pain raised a thin brow. “You took care of it,” he stated, watching the man nod unemotionally. “Things didn’t go according to plan, though.”

Itachi sighed, reaching for another cigarette. “No, they didn’t. Unfortunately, I don’t think Deidara kept his entertainers open to the fact that drug overdoses are very common in this business. As soon as he heard what happened to his movie partner, the dumb ass nearly overdosed himself.”

The Akatsuki leader leaned back in his chair, thinking this new information over, watching the unpleasant smoke from the cigarette curl delicately into the air.

Several minutes passed in silence, the only noise being the very soft clatter from the ever-present rain outside.

“You trust this source of yours, the one who got the information of where he is?” he finally asked, realizing that it was now or never.

“To a point,” was Itachi’s quick reply, taking a final drag of his smoke and putting out in the ashtray.

This time Pain ignored it, an evil smirk appearing on his thin lips. “Very well. Bring him to me, then. Use whatever methods you see fit to get him here, just remember, Itachi, that the Pleaser is very valuable and will bring the Akatsuki a lot of money. Do as little damage to him as possible.”

The raven-haired man stood. “It will be done before the weekend is over, I assure you.” He turned and casually walked out of the office.

Pain swiveled around in his chair; smirk growing into a smile as he gazed out the window. Things might be turning out for the better after all.

The rain had stopped.

~ ~ ~

Shikamaru was used to routine sex, a simple one, two, three process. That’s what he’d been taught and that’s what he went by.

Naruto, however, was anything but routine. His moves were erratic, his touches on impulse and his lips ever present on the Nara’s own, as if they could never get enough. It was a very new experience to him, for every action the blonde made was with the intention that Shikamaru would be the one who felt pleasure. Before it had been the other way around; the dark haired teen never expected any satisfaction in return and was only required to give.

He liked the change.

Shikamaru cuddled closer to the naked blonde lying next to him, his dark eyes trailing over his lover’s tan skin and gorgeous golden locks. He brought a hand up and began running his fingers over the soft flesh of the still slumbering Naruto. He caressed a scarred cheek and trailed down his neck and over his chest.

The blonde moaned when he pinched a nipple gently and the Nara smirked. His hand roamed further down, rubbing against tight abs and circling the navel before reaching between his lover’s legs.

Shikamaru gasped as his fingers curled around already hardened flesh, so hot he could’ve sworn it just burned his hand. Slowly he began stroking the sensitive organ, pleased when the blonde moaned again in his sleep and started thrusting his hips.

Naruto’s head leaned closer to the Nara’s, groaning and mumbling at the pleasure. “Mmmm…. Shika… maru….”

That’s all he really wanted to hear. The dark haired teen kissed the blonde hard, pushing his tongue passed soft lips to play with the other, moaning softly when his straining erection brushed up against a very warm thigh.

Naruto wrapped his arms around the Nara and rolled onto his back, his hips not once losing the rhythm that had been set.

Shikamaru broke the kiss and looked down into beautiful blue eyes. He found them to be the most amazing orbs in all of nature. As he stared down at them, the dark clouds of sleep that made his eyes look like the deepest blue sea cleared away as new clouds of color came in their wake. These were lighter and reflected love and need, causing his eyes to take on almost an aquamarine hue.

“Don’t get me all worked up only to stare at me,” Naruto whispered, smiling brightly, thrusting into the hand still holding onto his stiff manhood.

The Nara smirked. “I was making sure you were awake.” He leaned down and kissed the beautiful creature beneath him, reaching over and blindly grabbing the forgotten tube of lubricating gel from the nightstand. He sat up and was about to grab his lover’s hand when an idea struck him.

An evil smirk crossed his lips as he gazed down at the blonde.

Naruto raised an eyebrow in curiosity. “What’s with that look, Shikamaru?”

“I want to show you something, Naruto,” he whispered sexily. Pouring some of the cool liquid on his fingers, Shikamaru turned himself around and raised his butt in the air on all fours. Slowly, his lubed digits reached behind him and swirled around his entrance. He carefully pushed one finger passed the tight ring of muscle and moaned, thrusting his hips back against his hand.

The Nara knew the blonde was watching and it made him even more turned on as he entered another digit. He began scissoring them inside his warm flesh and felt a hand come to rest on his thigh.

“Does it… feel good, Shikamaru?” Naruto asked a little breathlessly.

“Yeeessss,” he moaned, thrusting his fingers a little harder. A small cry left his lips as his fingers brushed up against his prostate. “Ah! Right there!” he mumbled to himself, having forgotten how erotic it could be to touch himself in front of others.

Shikamaru gasped as something hot and wet started circling his entrance and looked over his shoulder to see a mass of blonde hair right behind him. He moaned loudly at the sight and dropped his head to the sheets, his fingers losing their rhythm when Naruto’s tongue tried to accompany them. “Ah, god! Naruto!” His legs gave out and he fell to the bed, his fingers still thrusting into his flesh.

The Nara looked up at the smirking blonde. He whined and removed his hand from his entrance, grasping his erection and pumping it frantically. He repositioned himself so he was lying on his back in front of the blonde and spread his legs wide. “Take me Naruto,” he begged, although this was no act. “Please, I need you—” He wasn’t able to finish the sentence as lips pressed firmly against his own.

“You don’t have to beg for me,” the blonde stated, positioning himself at the dark haired teen’s entrance. “I’ll happily give you what you ask for.” In one smooth thrust, Naruto buried himself to the hilt within him.

Shikamaru cried out in absolute bliss, wrapping his arms around the blonde’s neck and arching his back sharply. He loved having that erection shoved so deep inside him he feels like he might burst. The Nara had never had that kind of feeling before and he found it wonderful.

Naruto began slowly pulling out of the teen beneath him and thrusting back in, his pace leisurely.

Shikamaru moaned out in frustration, trying to raise his hips at a quicker speed. “Please, Naruto! Faster!”

True to his word, the blonde braced himself and quickened his pace, panting in his lover’s ear while the other cried out to the small room.

The Nara was about to go insane. He wasn’t sure how, but Naruto was hitting his prostate with every thrust and it was driving him mad with the need to release. The hot coil in his abdomen was tightened even more so than he thought possible and he reached between them to grab his neglected erection. Pumping it fiercely, he groaned, back arching almost painfully from the bed. The tightened coil was almost ready to snap, he could feel it and the pace on his weeping manhood quickened.

“Oh, god, Naruto… I’m… gonna cum….” He released a loud cry, hand tightening on his hard flesh as spurts of white seed shot from it to land on their chests and stomachs.

Naruto moaned as he watched his lover come, then grabbed his legs and lifted them up, pounding into the dark haired teen as he tried to find release. He was surprised when the other stopped his movements and pulled away from the blonde.

He was confused, but it was fleeting as a hand already sticky from his own cum wrapped around the blonde’s erection and Shikamaru looked up at him from the bed, lying on his stomach in front of his lover.

“Cum for me, Naruto,” he whispered hotly, before taking the hot flesh clutched in his hand into his mouth.

Naruto groaned as an expert tongue, lips and teeth ran the entire length of his erection. He had been close to begin with, but the way the Nara looked with his manhood vanishing into that hot mouth was enough to push the blonde over the edge.

Shikamaru felt the organ pulse before thick streams of hot cum began shooting down his throat and he swallowed every last drop. He even sucked a little harder, making sure he had savored all the blonde had to offer.

Releasing the softening flesh from his mouth, the Nara raised to his knees, gazing amusedly at the blonde gasping for breath.

“Shit, Shikamaru,” Naruto whispered, voice hoarse, “that was hot!”

He smiled. “That’s the good thing about me having been a wh- I mean, an entertainer, I know all kinds of hot tricks.”

The blonde chuckled. “I hope I get to see more of them.”

Shikamaru leaned in and kissed him. “If you’re a good boy.”

Before Naruto could respond, the doorbell rang and they both cursed.

The Nara sighed and got up from the bed, pulling on some pants and Naruto’s shirt from the night before.

“If it’s my dad, tell him I’ll be down in a minute,” the blonde said, taking his time in getting out of the bed.

Shikamaru nodded and left the room, quickly darting down the stairs as the bell rang again. “Coming!” he shouted as he approached the door. The Nara unlocked the deadbolt and turned the knob, opening the door and the mid afternoon air flowed into the room.

His eyes widened as he gazed upon someone he thought he’d never see again.

“Hello, Shikamaru, it’s been quite a while,” Itachi said, giving the shocked teen a small smirk.

He blinked and lightly shook his head to clear it, giving the raven-haired man an angry glare. “What the hell are you doing here, Itachi,” he hissed.

Itachi’s smirk widened as he stepped up to the scowling young man. Without warning, he pushed the teen inside the house, kicking the door shut with his heel and pinned the Nara against a wall with his wrists held tightly above his head.

Shikamaru merely continued to glare and it amused the older man to no end as he leaned down to whisper against his lips, “I’m here for you.” He then crushed their lips together and shoved his tongue down the shocked teenager’s throat.
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