To Hell and Back | By : Aleya Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 3320 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I do not own Naruto and I do not make any money from the writing of this story
I have had only one girl in my heart for years. She moved in there back before I knew I even liked girls. And when I worked up the nerve to tell her one day she shot me down over my one physical hindrance before I could utter a word. I didn’t necessarily blame her. I mean she was--is-- gorgeous. Blue eyes, long blonde hair, a petit body and tiny waist. She had the kind of body that even if she plumped up she’d still be a shapely woman and I think above all else, that’s what my hormonal mind loved most about her. If I could plump her up a bit, put some meat on her bones and reassure her constantly that it’s okay to be thick, she’d be amazing. Everyone would really want her then and she would be mine.
But much to my dismay, she didn’t even want to take a second look at me. She was superficial, just like everyone else. Well, not like everyone else. Shikamaru never judged me that way. He let me just be, and he was there for me when she shot me down. I never told him how I felt and somehow I just knew he knew.
Therefore, I let my feelings cry in a corner of my mind. They gained strength over time as she started to acknowledge my abilities and me and value me as a friend. I wanted to be a strong man for her. Win her over that way, but then she started to stray horribly. Around the time when we all turned sixteen, she started lying down with all sorts of men. Men who obviously wanted her for her body alone and I could not blame them I was there once. Men who thought they could buy her physical love, men who had girlfriends, fiancées, children, other Shinobi and citizens she’d given herself to them all.
Shikamaru hinted that I should give her up for someone less dirty, but my heart held fast despite how much it hurt to see her used repeatedly by lecherous men. I love Yamanaka Ino, and there is nothing to do about it. I understood Hyuuga Hinata in this sense. To have an unwavering heart no matter what happens. Then I finally saw her in action. A new low that even my heart cannot withstand.
“You know, intruding on their girl’s night that was really fun.” Shikamaru put his hands in his pocket as usual.
“Yeah, I don’t usually like bars but it was pretty fun watching Naruto and Hinata.” I remember laughing in between the delicious crunch of potato chips.
“That guy.” Shikamaru grinned. “The two of them borderline sickening with the way they obviously like each other and yet they aren’t aware of their feelings past sex.”
“Yeah, but did you see Kiba?” I looked up at the night sky dotted with stars.
“The green eyed monster is strong in that one. Ah.” Shikamaru slowed in his steps and looked ahead. There she was again. With another man. Couldn’t she at least be consistent with one? The conversation hitched; crap, I could not let Shikamaru see my pain.
“So yeah, seems like Kiba is still hung up on her, Shikamaru.” I said louder than I intended and the guy backed away from Ino as if she had burned him. It was then I saw it. A band of gold on his hand.
“That’s his fault.” Shikamaru carried on the conversation. “For so long we know she’s been hung up on Naruto.”
“Ino…” Kami I felt so pathetic, my heart felt like an exploding tag went off on it.
“Wh-What are you two doing here?” She had the nerve to look ashamed too! Too many seconds have passed already stupid!
“Coming from dinner.” Shikamaru answered.
“Ah, well, I’m Hika-” The guy was really going to introduce himself when we caught him ready to commit adultery? For fucks sake the man was--
“Married.” I barely registered the words that were leaving my mouth. “You sunk low, Ino.” I saw Shikamaru twitch. I must’ve sounded cold.
“Ch-Chouji!”
“Come on, Shikamaru.” I turned away. I felt disgusted with myself for believing she would change. For believing she would see me.
“Don’t give me that judgmental look!” She screeched. “Chouji!”
I couldn’t look at her. My walls constructed as a Shinobi would tumble and I’m sure the human side of me, the man in me, and the broken heart in me would cause me to cry in the open. I wanted to die. The days that followed, I stayed inside primarily. If I went out there, the world would see and mock me.
“The Fat Man really thought he had a chance and got what he deserved.” Of course, I’d probably kill them for the F word but still it didn’t erase the pain.
“Chouji, get out the house tomorrow okay?” Shikamaru sighed the fifth day in.
“I’ll think about it.” I continued my constant snacking listening to a radio show, something Shikamaru enjoyed and something I’ve come to enjoy over time. Right when it ended a knock on the door sounded. “It’s your turn to get it.” I laughed at Shikamaru who rolled his eyes.
“But it’s too far to get up. It’s probably not important. How troublesome…” The door opened and there was silence and the door slid shut.
“Who was it?”
“I’m going out.” He called suddenly. Did he get a mission? It’s been so lax around here lately I was going nuts. Take me with you! “Shikamar- Ino…” There she was looking gorgeous as usual in some lavender silk kimono. She wanted to talk. She started on some strange tangent before slipping into about her past lovers.
“Ino! Stop! I don’t need to hear about your conquests!” I cracked. I didn’t even recognize this furious Chouji.
She backed up in fear and it was then I noticed she was bare under there. I nearly caught a nosebleed when I caught a full sight of her lower lips covered in slightly darker blonde hair. My mind was slipping to darker thoughts.
“What-did you come here straight from another man’s house to apologize to me?” That was stupid! It’s Saturday- it was girl’s night. I knew that. This was making me tired and I had to ask, why did she come here? She didn’t need to apologize, and I give her up. I was definitely going to give her u-
“Chouji, I love you!” She looked shocked by the words that flew out of her mouth and then she started rambling. Ino loved me? Part of me soared with joy another part fumed with anger somehow reasoning she was mocking me again! And somewhere a piece of me wept in general. Whether serious or not, that part hurt to hear those words right when I’d given up trying to impress her.
“Okay.” I said.
It quieted those parts of me that spoke up in confusion. She wasn’t happy with the answer. But what more can I say? This was wrong. For her to say it now after my heart finally shattered… it was cruel. When she left, I ran to kitchen to find anything I can consume, which was everything. My nerves shot. After being sick and wasting food into the porcelain god, it hit me. As it stands, she is to chase me now. I let her decide. I won’t get my hopes up.
Yamanaka Ino will have to work for MY affection. She will have to see if I deem her worthy. So now, I wait for her first move.
From Ino I expected it to be something mushy wrapped in an exploding tag, but definitely mushy, like a gift, a letter, a note, a date disguised as: “I’ll treat you to lunch.” And I got none of that. Nearly a month an a half went by and things were rapidly changing. Shikamaru told me Hinata got her inheritance back in full and had to quit the Shinobi life. Naruto was a wreck. Kiba was dumped for good. Sakura and Lee had broken up, but that Sakura was keeping to herself so she could help Naruto, Ino didn’t even say two words to me. Then it came.
Naruto finally got the balls to confront Hinata’s father about his relationship with the Hyuuga Heiress and her quitting the Shinobi life. Shikamaru was all smiles and rooting on the blonde. About lunchtime, Shikamaru expressed a desire to see how Naruto made out with the Hyuuga man for himself. After some griping about being hungry and four bags of potato chips later, we headed to the Hokage monument.
Whatever went down we missed it. Naruto was injured, Neji was depressed looking, TenTen reassuring him, Sakura helping Naruto and Ino…She asked Shikamaru to give us some room and then suddenly she turned on me.
“If you let me have it my way… I can take you 8 ways to hell and back!”
Eight ways to hell and back? There were so many ways to take that on the “for the family” side I could ask: Was she planning to make me miserable? Was my plan already disintegrating before my eyes? On the other hand, I could take it for how my male mind wanted to take it; she really knows eight different ways to do it? I guess with all her love affairs she would. Do I even know eight ways to do it?
Fuck… she was making me nervous again.
*~*~*~*
My name is Yamanaka Ino and my heart belongs to the last person I ever thought it would go to and I‘m damaged because of it. Sure, like every other girl in class I was in love with the obvious choice. Who wouldn’t love Sasuke? He was good looking and excelled at everything. Plus he was the last of a surviving family any money left would be his for sure. But like every other girl in class, my love was superficial. It was about the time of the Chuunin Exams I felt my feelings slip.
Sasuke was slipping from my heart. I thought it was maybe Sakura because she was on the same team with him. That wasn’t just it. I knew. Somehow, I just knew that Sasuke wouldn’t have time for anyone other than Sasuke. Many girls have confessed to him, and he had little more to say than a simple no. We girls stupidly pursued him thinking I could be the one to sway his heart. For that first year, my team became strained because of my self-centeredness.
Kami I was so freaking stupid. I confessed to Sasuke in a last ditch effort. It was sloppy and I just blurted the words out, and he completely ignored me. That was the first tiny crack in my ego. I couldn’t even be by myself there was a team meeting after at that BBQ place that Chouji was so crazy about. Just what I needed, to see the fat boy devour all that food. When the meal was done paid for, I remember complaining that we always eat out for our meetings.
“How can I stay true to my diets if we’re always eating?”
“What’s the deal with you girls and dieting? It’s stupid!” And I just snapped. I don’t even remember what I said exactly… no I do and I was at my ugliest then. I insulted him, even threw the F word at him but I hurt him so badly he couldn’t’ even get upset over the taboo word. The day following I pretended as if it never happened. Each day it got easier to get past it.
As we worked together the tension between us dissipated, I guess above all else, I was jealous of the two boys. Best friends and I the odd one out, and yet despite my meanness he always tried to include me first, Shikamaru followed, once realizing the strengths and weaknesses to my ability. He was kind, that’s why I fell for him. After a while, I started to laugh at his disgusting eating habits… I’m in love with the boy I spent a good deal of time insulting.
“So here I am…” I sat in the dark of my room. The moon illuminated the room and my light blonde hair. In my hands was a picture of team ten back when we were still a team, pre earring gift from Asuma. “Chouji… You won’t be able to keep up a barrier between us forever.” I put the picture down and clasped her hands in prayer position. “To whatever Gods are listening; Let me channel some of Naruto and Hinata’s bravery to let go and just be happy, somehow, and let him be sex deprived. After all love is the answer, and sex raises some good questions.”
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