#inoichi x reader

[13as07]

Sweet Girl #3

(Shikaku Nara & Inoichi Yamanaka Smut)

[Artwork is not mine! Credit to 1ndi g0]

Requested by: The Pope

Word Count: 4,049

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

Threesome (duh)

Name Calling: Sweet Girl, Chief, Toy, Sweetheart, Commander, Good Girl, Leftovers

Like a 20 year age-gap (also, duh and for both parties)

Hickeys/Biting/Bite Marks

Hair-pulling

Fingering (Female Receiving)

Titty Playing

Choking

Orgasm Denial

Cum eating (but not really I guess??? Be warned or whatever lmao)

Daddy Issues (obviously, it's the underlining cause of wanting older men)

Exhibitionism

Humiliation (Semi, like super small amount)

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I'm hoisted up, settled on my knees on Shikaku's desk before he repositions me. I'm shifted around, legs dangling over the edge of the desk with my back facing the Commander. He hums softly in my ear, cooing at me as his hands grope at my breasts and his heartbeat thumps against my spine. "You're going to be great. You're perfect, Sweet Girl."

Inoichi looks like he's going to vibrate out of his skin as he walks back toward the desk, eyes locked on me and chest pumping like crazy. The closer he gets, the further down Shikaku's hands fall. By the time Inoichi is a step or two away from me, his friend is gripping my thighs, tugging them apart. "Hello," Inoichi says, cooing at me like I'm a rabbit that's going to dash at the sign of trouble.

     "Hello," I say back, tilting my head back so I can look up at him. "Are you going to stand there and watch Shikaku feel me up or are you going to touch me too, Chief?" My eyes flutter down for a second, taking a peak at his growing hard-on before resting on his face.

     The Chief's face flashes for a second before he moves forward, sliding between my parted legs. I close them around him, his hip bones digging into the flesh of my thighs as I keep him in place.

     What the hell am I doing? I'm about to have a threesome, that's what I'm doing. I'm going to get poked and prodded at by the Nara Chief, again, and the Yamanaka Chief. How'd I end up here?

     Shikaku's lips brush down my back, trialing soft kisses down my spine as his hands crawl up my sides. "You look so pretty," he whispers into my skin, using his thumbs to rub circles against my rib cage. "Don't you think she looks pretty, Ino?"

     "Uh... ya," Inoichi mumbles, his eyes trailing across the curves and dips of my body now. His sights land on my chest where small blotches of pink and purple are decorating my skin because of the events of the week. "You leave hickeys like an amateur," he mutters to his friend, hands slowly moving forward to cup my breasts.

     His eyes jump up, the analysis, well, analyzing how I react to his touches. Inoichi's hands start gentle, groping at my boobs, gently squeezing them as his fingers dip into my skin. Soon, his hands aren't so gentle anymore. "H... hey," I whine, tugging a soft smile on the Chief's face as pinches my nipples. I swear, what is with these men and pinching me?

     "You're so soft," Inoichi praises, his head dipping toward me. His lips brush against mine in a testing kiss before clashing against me. When he twists my nipples, I let out an audible whine, the sound getting trapped in his mouth. "And so responsive," he continues to coo, pulling away and twisting again.

     "Don't do that. You're going to hurt her," Shikaku grumbles, sliding his hands under his friend's, effectively shoving Inoichi's hold off of my chest. "I didn't invite you to join so you could break my toy," he adds, his hands softly massaging my aching nipples.

     Chief rolls his eyes at his friend before his focus settles on me again. "Since Shika wants to baby you, let's try something else, okay Sweetheart?"

     "I'm not babying her," the Commander grumbles again, his kisses slowly making their way across my shoulders, beelining for my neck.

     Inoichi ignores his lifelong friend, rolling his eyes at him as he undoes his pants. Once he's free from his pants, the Chief rests his dick against my thigh, heat rolling off of him and warming up the spot he's softly grinding against.

     One of his hands clumsy finds my hair, balling it up in his grasp before tugging my head backward. That gets him another lecture about being gentle that he once again ignores. "I want your eyes to stay on me alright? Do you think you can do that?" He asks, his fingertips ghosting over my core, making my pussy ache for attention.

     "Yes Chief," I answer, shifting my hips forward in hopes of getting some of the attention I'm craving. I get what I want, two fingers dipped into me. My mouth falls open a bit and my eyes widen from the touch, a silent moan testing my lungs.

"Dear Lord," he mutters, eyes fluttering around my face as he sets a slow pace.

"I told you she was pretty," Shikaku peeps up, his hand falling to my pussy too, fingertips rubbing against my clit. His free hand jumps up, clinging to my throat and giving it a soft squeeze before climbing up to my face and cupping my cheeks. "Wider, Sweet Girl. Show Inoichi that sweet face you make when you want to suck my dick."

I do as I'm told, opening my mouth and letting my tongue slide out. Inoichi lets out a hissy breath, his fingers picking up their pace. His head dips down for a second, lips brushing against my ear as he talks. "Your face would be even prettier covered in my cum, do you know that?"

"Yes, Chief Yamanaka," I murmur, my mind going numb from the two men helping my orgasm build.

My answer gets me an approving hum. "Let's test our Shikaku's toy," he mumbles, curling his fingers a few times before pulling them out of me. Inoichi's fingers are shoved into my mouth, thrusting in and out of my mouth. "Be a 'sweet girl' and suck yourself off my fingers," he orders, mocking Shikaku's nickname for me. Again, I do as I'm told, sucking my juices of his fingers as my tongue rubs against them.

The Commander replaces his friend, three of his fingers thrusting into me as his thumb continues toying with my clit. I moan around Inoichi, my thighs pressed against him harder as my orgasm threatens to tip over. "No, you don't get to finish," he tells me, ripping his fingers out of my mouth before tugging Shikaku's touch from my pussy.

"Hey!" I pout, my hands shooting forward to grip his shirt. "That's not fair. You're being mean."

"I'm not being mean. I'm just not spoiling you as Shikaku does. You'll survive," he tells me, the hand in my hair going gentle and massaging my scalp. The hand not in my hair grips his dick, lining it up to me. Inoichi tests the waters, poking his tip in and out of me two or three times. His hand tightens in my hair again as he pushes himself in me, slowly inching until the whole of him is stretching me out. "Be a good toy and watch," he orders, using his grip on my hair to move my sight down to our connection.

As Inoichi fucks me, Shikaku goes back to playing with my tits. He tugs on my nipples, making them ache before he lets go of them, so they bounce in the way he likes. He praises me too, like I've grown used to over the past couple of days. "You're doing so good, Sweet Girl. Look at you, taking Inoichi so well. I'm so proud of you! You're doing amazing. Do you hear me? Are you paying attention?"

"Yes... yes, Commander," I stumble out, my focus on his friend repeatedly disappearing into me.

The sight makes me clench, getting another hissed breath from Inoichi. "Damn it, if you keep doing that I'm... damn it, toy," he groans, snapping my head back up as his body weight leans against me, and in turn, I lean into Shikaku.

Inoichi's head hurries into my neck, his teeth sinking into my skin into my throat. "That hurts," I whine, my hands climbing up his shirt to grab hold of his long blonde hair. I pull on the strands, trying to get him to detach as the pain of his bite blossoms faster. "Chief Yamanaka. Let go," I continue to whine, tugging on his ponytail again as tears prickle my eyes.

He huffs but does release my skin from between his teeth. "You've turned her into a crybaby," Inoichi grumbles, causing a smile to form in Shikaku's kisses.

"Well, ya. I like it when she cries."

"Pervert," the Chief mumbles, kisses coating the bite mark I'm sure is present on my neck. "Are you on birth control, toy?"

"Yes, Chief," I mumble, loosening my hold on his hair but not letting it go.

     "That's a good girl. Good girl," he coos, his thrusts getting sloppy, quickly followed by the warmth of his cum filling me. Despite Inoichi finishing, he keeps pumping into me, shoving his semen deeper into me for another couple of thrusts. "Good... good girl," he mumbles again, resting against me, his soaked cock pressed into my thigh again, coating my skin with our mixed mess.

      "Good job. You did such a good job. You're so sweet," Shikaku coos, not-so-secretly trying to shove his friend off of me. Someone is impatient for their turn. "Are you going to be sweet for me too? I bet you are, I know you are," he continues, getting an eye roll from Inoichi.

     Hands from both of the men wander over me, groping at my chest, my legs, my hair, and my neck, as they switch places. Inoichi settles in the desk chair, a hand massaging my waist as the other leans my head back. "Keep your eyes on me again, okay?"

     "Yes, Chief." I think Inoichi likes being the center of attention.

     Shikaku settles on his knees, arms tucked under my legs as he litters my legs in kisses. "You're going to make her rotten if you keep spoiling her," Inoichi tells him, tugging me backward a bit.

     "So? You think she's too young for me, so what do you care?" Shikaku bites back, pulling me forward before dipping his head, set on going down on me despite his friend's mess still very present on and in me.

"Well, I can't bitch at you about it anymore," Inoichi grumbles, sinking his teeth into me again. This time he focuses on littering my shoulders with bite marks instead of my shoulder.

Shikaku starts on my thigh, licking up the mess left behind by the Yamanaka Chief before he switches to my pussy. "You'd taste a lot better with my cum leaking out of you," he mumbles, sliding his tongue through my folds before dipping into my hole. He laps at me, cleaning me out and occasionally teasing my clit.

"Commander," I whine, sliding my hands through the neatly laid out roots of his hair before colliding with his ponytail.

He hums in acknowledgment, eyes glancing up as he laps at me again, a long slow line being pressed into my pussy. "Commander," I call again, my orgasm building up.

Shikaku chuckles, pulling away from me and letting my orgasm clash away, not in a good way for once. "You heard Inoichi. You don't get to finish," he chuckles, plopping a kiss on my clit before softly sucking on it. "If you want to finish you have to wait for him to tell you so."

I pout as Shikaku climbs to his feet, the two older men chuckling as I squirm around. "I got to get going, I told Ino I'd met her for dinner," Inoichi murmurs, gripping my chest roughly as his fingers dig into my skin, threatening to decorate them with more bruises. "I'll see you guys tomorrow."

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     I almost skip down the street in excitement, Shikaku and Inoichi in tow behind me. If I've learned one thing through messing with an older man, more so a chief, it's that he has deep pockets and an inability to tell me no. Hence, the sulky man and his retriever friend following me down the road to the bar.

     They insisted on inviting Choza. Probably not the best idea to invite my chief but he is their friend, so it is what it is. Plus, it means I had the opening to invite Shino to come drink too. Aside from Naruto, Shino is one of my closest friends, and unlike Naruto, he can handle his alcohol relatively well.

     My closeness to the polar opposites is also why they were brought up in my fight with Shikamaru. He always insisted that something must be going on between one of them and me. Talk about a guilty conscience, huh?

     "Shino!" I cheer when the moody shinobi falls into view. "Shino! Shino! Shino!" I continue, slamming him into a hug, a hmph coming from the man when his back collided with the wall.

     "Hello," he murmurs, hands tight around my forearms and pushing me backward. "You are rather cheery. If I had to guess, the reason being your habit of 'pre-gaming', yes?"

     "How'd you guess?" I ask, eyes flickering back to check Shikaku's and Inoichi's placement. I'm pleasantly surprised when they're right behind me.

     "Like I said, you're cheery. Plus you're wearing a skirt. You tend to need a little 'liquid courage' to feel confident enough to go out in one," Shino mumbles, one of his hands jumping up to shove his fingertips into the bite mark left behind by Inoichi yesterday. "I do not care about your... relations," he says, stressing the last word as his eyes flicker towards Shikaku. "But please respect yourself enough not to leave remedies of them behind. Just because your father was not appealing does not mean you're not appealing."

     "That was a very long way to say I have daddy issues," I tease, tugging away from Shino's touch in search of Shikaku's instead. I get what I want, an aware Commander sliding a hand around my hips and tugging me against him. "Shots, shots, sh-sh-sh-shots," I mutter to myself, letting Shikaku lead the small group of us four inside.

     The bar is buzzing with the usual Saturday night drinking feast. People dancing around, the overwhelming smell of liquor, and the even more overwhelming sound of loud music. Not really the drinking experience Shino and I go for most of the time. Oh well, it'll be a nice change of pace.

     The mane of red hair my chief has stands out in the crowd, making it easy to find him. Shikaku leads us that way, the two older men chatting with each other as Shino's head is spinning on over time. "I won't be staying long," he mutters, hand shooting forward to grip the collar of my shirt. Shikaku's eyes flicker to the side before he turns back to his conversation, fingertips dipping under my shirt to massage my hip bones.

     "You don't have to stay at all if you don't want to," I tell Shino, flipping my head backward to smile at him.

"Of course he does! What kind of party would it be without Shino?" Choji's voice rings out, his head out from around his father.

Chief Akimichi turns around, greeting his friends, and giving a view to the rest of the people present at the table. Sat at the table is his son, Choji. Along with Shikamaru and the blonde girl he's been seeing. Thank you, Lord, that Ino isn't here but screw you for making Shikamaru be here.

"Come sit down!" Choji calls, ushering Shino and me forward. Well, tonight is going to suck ass. Shikaku squeezes me a few times before letting me go. Reluctantly I move forward, Shino trailing behind me as I slide into a chair. "So..." Cho says, dragging out the word as he stirs whatever is in his cup. "You're fucking Shika's dad and he's fucking Temari. Are you going after all our dads? Are you going to fuck Inoichi next?"

Shino pushes an amused breath out of his nose as Choji chuckles at his joke. "I'm just kidding," He adds, courtesy of Shikamaru's glaring at him. "That would be crazy."

"Ya, so crazy," I mutter, a nervous laugh spilling out from me. Shikamaru shoots another glare, this time aimed at me followed by Shino glaring at the shadow boy.

My eyes jump around the group of people. A pissed-off Shikamaru, an overly amused with-the-situation Choji, an uncomfortable Temari, and an unamused Shino shooting me a look from across the table, great. Tonight is going to be amazing.

When my eyes settle on the group of older men, I calm down a bit. Inoichi is laughing his ass off as the chief is telling him something. Shikaku is nodding along to the conversation but his eyes are stuck on me. When our sights cross, he gives me a soft smile. Maybe tonight won't be so bad after all.

Once chief Akimichi finishes talking, the small group joins us at the table. The chief settles in the chair next to his son, the other two men sliding into place on either side of me, making my face heat up and my hormones churn as memories of yesterday filter in and out of my mind.

Inoichi's hand gripping my knee before crawling up my leg doesn't help any, nor does Shikaku's hand sliding under my shirt, trialing up and down my lower spine.

"Anyway kiddo," chief Akimichi starts, his focus on me. "Despite the... mess, I'm happy Shikamaru and you could both move on," he tells me, his usual big cheesy smile on his face.

Shikamaru rolls his eyes, dropping an arm around his girl and pulling her closer before whispering in her ear. Shino catches on right away, another pointed look shot at my ex before he turns towards me. "You want to do shots right?" He asks, a rare smile on his face as he looks at me.

"You know it! Why? Are you going to do one with me?"

"I'm going to get a plater for the table so I guess so."

I jump around in my chair, clapping my hands in excitement. "Yay! Shino is going to get lit with me!"

"No, I'm not, but I'll stay for a little longer than I planned to." I let out another round of excitement, getting a kiss pressed behind my ear by Shikaku, another rare smile from Shino, and a squeeze to my thigh by Inoichi.

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Shino waves once more from the door of the bar, I wave in return before he slips out of it, officially leaving me with the three chiefs. After a couple of drinks, Temari and Shikamaru left, not before he made it obvious what their home plans were; another flat attempt to piss me off. Choji left a little while after so he 'could be as fresh as a daisy for his date with Karui'.

     "Just another drink or two and then we can go home too, Sweet Girl," Shikaku tells me, his fingertips dipping down my back, sliding under the waistband of my skirt to play with the band of my panties. He toys with it for a while before tugging on it, inching it up to tighten it against my body.

     I space out, enjoying the feeling of Shikaku messing with me and the soft circles Inoichi rubs into my inner thigh, the conversation between the three chiefs going in one ear and out the other. When Shikaku is done messing with me, his hand falls to my thigh, moving it to spread my legs apart further.

     My eyes flicker up, settling in his face as I try to figure out what he's doing. His eyes shift down, looking back at me as he taps his fingers against my skin. Soon, Shikaku's head dips down too, being pressed to my ear. "One, make a single sound and I'll make you scream all night. Two, if you want to cum you still need to ask Inoichi for permission."

     "Commander," I whine softly, gripping his wrist as his hand slides off my leg, softly running across my panties, and quickly stirring up arousal. "Commander," I call a little louder, trying to shake his hand to get his attention. He ignores me, adding a bit of pressure to the circles he's drawing on my panties.

     I try closing my legs, squeezing his hand between my thighs. Shikaku's head snaps towards me, a warning look shoot my way. "Knock your shit off," he grumbles dipping his head down again, brushing a kiss to my lips before his focus shifts to my ear again. "I'm being nice by being discreet. I could not be discreet. I could walk us through the bar and drag you into the bathroom so everyone knows what's going on. I could fuck you in the alleyway like the leftovers my son seems to think you are. Or, you could be a Sweet Girl and leave your legs open."

     Slowly I let my legs fall open and Shikaku jumps right back in. His finger pokes at my whole, pushing my panties in a bit before he rubs at my clit again. "Shikaku," I hiss, biting back a moan.

     "Do you want me to let you guys go? It seems that my little clan mate is tired," chief Akimichi teases, chuckling at his joke.

     "No, she’s just being a drag right now," Shikaku grumbles, fingertips sliding over my panties, toying with me even more before two of his fingers dip into me. "She'll stop complaining in a couple of minutes. Just ignore her." Inoichi glances at him, Shikaku's eyes dropping down, followed by his friend's.

     A smug smile appears on Inoichi's face as he turns back towards the conversation. His fingers slide towards my cunt too, wasting no time sliding under my panties. It takes a moment but the men find their pace. Shikaku's fingers dip in, then pull out, my emptiness lasting less than a second before Inoichi's dip into me, then thrust out to repeat the cycle.

     My legs jerk around as my orgasm builds, my needs building even more as Shikaku starts rubbing my clit again. "Chief Yamanaka," I whine, my hands clinging to his arm, tugging him down so I can whisper in his ear. "Please? I want to cum."

     "No," he mutters, sitting up straight again.

     My nails dig into his arm, trying to tug him down again but this time I don't get what I want. "Inoichi," I hiss, my orgasm building up weaker than I can stop it. "Come on."

     They both ignore me, their focus fully on continuing their dumb conversation with chief Akimichi about the crop intake this year. I keep tugging in his arm, squirming and whiney between muffled moans and tongue bites to try and get his attention again. "Stop ignoring me!" I whisper angrily, hands jumping up to tug on his hair.

     Shikaku's free hand shoots forward, taking hold of my wrists and pressing them against my stomach. "Sweet Girl," he coos, back to whispering in my ear. "Try that shit again and I'll bend your ass over the table and beat it until it hurts to sit." The threat does it for me, my pussy clenching around the fingers he thrusted into on his turn. "What a drag," he mutters, tearing his fingers out of me.

     Inoichi looks a bit confused before he thrusts his fingers into me again. My disobedience is rewarded with a soft glare before he rubs his fingers through my folds, scooping up my mess. His fingers slide under my shirt, rubbing my mess into my stomach. When Shikaku catches on he does the same thing.

     Once my mess is finished being rubbed into my stomach, Inoichi stands up from his chair, followed by Shikaku standing and tugging me up with him. "Alright, we'll see you tomorrow," Inoichi says, goodbyes traded between all of us.

     Shikaku's hand falls to the waistband of my skirt again, toying with it as he leads me out of the bar. "Hey, toy," Inoichi mumbles, his hands grabbing my arms as we make our way through the crowded bar. "When we get back to the house, I'm going to punish you until you're crying for forgiveness," he whispers in my ear before letting me go. The thought makes me tingle, and the thought of me crying makes Shikaku's grip tighter. I’m sure his pants are just as tight thinning about my tearful babbling cries.

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Because…

Part iii

Warnings: swearing, the council, violence, blood, poison, field surgery, scars, body image issues, Hatakes has dog teeth, flashbacks of every kind!, drinking

Eesome

(Adj.) pleasing to the eye

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“I don't want to go to the academy, Ka-chan.”

The tall woman sighed, pushing her short red hair out of her face as she dragged the little 5-year-old.

“Chibi-chan…I know you don't want to go, but you have to.”

The little girl puffed her cheeks, glaring forward, “it's gonna stink.”

The red-haired woman sighed, adjusting her yukata as she walked, “and remember, Kushina-san is going to pick you up because I have to return to the capital.”

The little girl frowned, fist-grabbing her dress skirt while she willed tears not to rise. The Academy was in view and she couldn't help but look down at her feet as they walked.

As the got to the entrance the woman smiled, raising a hand in greeting, “Sakumo-kun, hey!”

The white-haired man jumped a bit, startled by the red-haired woman's loud voice. When he saw who it was, he returned the smile and nervously waved back, “Lisa-Hime, Kon'nichiwa.”

He looked down at the small girl, who ducked behind her mother's leg. She peaked out, studying the white-haired man with calculating eyes. Looking to his side, she was surprised to she a mini version of him but with a mask.

She furrowed her brows at him, and he glared back.

The man placed his hand on the little boy's head, ruffling his spiky hair.

“You remember Lisa-Hime, right Kakashi?”

The woman laughed lightly, “Probably not…been a while since we've been away from the capital…”

She nudged the girl out, “(Y/n)…this is my very good friend Hatake Sakumo, and his son Kakashi. Sakumo and I were on the same Genin team.”

The girl cautiously came out from behind her mother, cheeks red as she bowed.

“Its very nice to meet you!”

Sakumo nervously laughed, “gosh, last time you brought her to the village she was just a baby.”

He smiled down at the girl, “it's very nice to meet you too, (Y/n)-hime.”

He nudged the boy, “Kakashi, why don't you and (Y/n)-hime walk to the classroom together?”

The boy frowned but nodded silently, and looked at the Girl.

“…lets go.”

She nodded with a light blush, following him as he walked through the gate.

The parents watched, Lisa biting her thumb nail as she watched the little girl disappear.

Sakumo huffed with a smile, “…never thought we'd be parents.”

Lisa snorted, “I was never going to be a parent, but you? You were always going to be a dad Sakumo, your too…”

He huffed, “too what?”

She smirked, “dog like.”

He pursed his lips, looking away, “…im not dog Like.”

She chuckled, her teeth still butting at her nail.

He looked over at her, frowning at her nail-biting, “I see you still have that habit.”

She narrowed her green eyes at him, and he chuckled.

“I do not, Baka…”

Opening my eyes, I groaned quietly. Inching my way to my alarm clock, I died a little inside when it read “7:20am”.

Great, only 4 hours of sleep.

I rolled onto my back, staring up at the ceiling as Saké jumped onto the bed to great me. He cried, pawing at me as he demanded to be let out of my tiny room so that he could get breakfast. He’ll probably bother Genma for it, Genma usually spoils the Ragdoll by feeding him egg scraps.

I sit up, scooting to the end of the bed before sliding on slippers. Looking down at my cloths, I make a face realizing I slept in my work pants. I kick the slippers off before shimming out of my pants, kicking them to the corner. I go to my draw, pulling out cotton shorts.

After getting redressed, I open my door and almost get tripped as Saké darts between my legs to trot down the hall.

“Fucking cat…”

I stumbled down the hall, accidentally bumping the corner as I entered the kitchen/living room area, and groaned. After living in this apartment for four years, you'd think I'd know how to avoid the corners.

I opened the fridge, grabbing the egg crate and the wet cat food. I placed the crate on the counter before grabbing a small bowl from the shelf and putting a spoonful of wet food in it. I placed it on the ground and huffed a laugh as Saké raced over to pig out.

Genma yawned as he walked out of his room, bare-chested. He scratched his head, squinting his eyes, “w…why the hell are you up?”

I clench my jaw, cracking an egg before putting into the pan.

“Meeting about that S-class poison. Forgot all bout it…”

Genma hums, walking over to rest his chin on my shoulder, “Eggs for me too?”

I smile, patting his cheek, “yeah, you too.”

A lot of people thought we were dating since we live together and are very close, but it was only because we found comfort in each other's company. I wouldn't say I'd never date Genma, but as years have gone by he's become like family to me.

He hummed, “how late will you be?”

Shrugging, I dish out two plates of eggs, purposely dropping a good size piece for Saké.

“Not too late, it's just a meeting.”

He nods, taking his plate to the table as begins to eat. I sit down across from him, blowing on my eggs before putting them in my mouth. Biting down, I felt a crunch and frown when I realized shells had gotten in. Extra protein I guess.

Saké, having finished the scrap I dropped for him, now was weaving his body around our legs and loudly begging for more. Genma giggled like a 5-year-old, dropping more for the Ragdoll. He really did spoil that cat.

I stood, emptying the rest of my eggs onto Genmas plate. “Im running late, clean up for me?”

He made a noise, egg in his mouth and I took it as a ‘yes’. I go down the hall To the bathroom, closing the door behind me and locking it.

I pulled my shirt off, then unhooked my bra with a sigh of contentment. I really needed a bra with a better wire, this one stabbed my armpits and didn't support me at all. I than shimmied out of my shorts and underwear, kicking it to the basket.

I then to the mirror, pulling my short hair into a bun. I frown slightly, eyes catching the long ugly scar going down my front.

Rin… did a good job, but she was mediocre at healing scars. I owe her my life, but I couldn't help the itching in the back of my head that told me that the scar made me…ugly. I, of course, know scars are not meant to be seen as ugly, but as marks that show I was still alive…but I still felt that ich.

Jumping into the shower, I scrub myself down from head to toe in lavender soap. It was calming, and coming from a clan that had animal…characteristics on my father's side, the smell wouldn't be too overpowering. I was also thinking of the Inuzuka that would be present, Inuzuka Tsume, and the silver Anbu that would be hiding in the rafters.

After cleaning, I jump out and towel-dry before walking across the hall to my room, getting a low and teasing whistle from Genma.

I walked back out, hitting Genma in the head with a scroll. I walk to the door, pulling my shinobi sandles on.

“sayonara.”

He grinned, “aw, no good bye kiss?”

He began to pucker his lips, making loud smooching sounds as he tried to grab me. I giggle, pushing his face away, “you wish.”

He gasps dramatically, “Oh dear Princess of Konoha! You wound me so!”

I roll my eyes, “Ittekimasu, Genma.”

He smiles, “Ittekimasu, (Y/n). Be safe out there.”

I smile, standing and opening the door, “I always am.”

…………………………………………..……………………………

“…so as you can see, our research shows that the poison drives from Fungis. Now, if we can narrow down which one, we can create the necessary cure and/or antidote.”

I finish, placing my notes down as the rest of the visible people in the room nod, murmuring.

Tsume huff, “and you suggest that the Inuzukas find this mushroom, yes?”

I nod, “Hai. With your powerful sense of smell, this would be elementary level for you.”

Play her, paise her and she'll take the bait.

The older Kunoichi smirked, “hm, so the Chibi Hatake wasn't up for this?”

I bristle a bit, and Inoichi stands, “Anbu have more pressing missions, you however are free since you are just now come I G out of maternity leave.”

She huffed, “second one was harder to train then Hana, not my fault.”

I smiled, “so will you take the mission?”

She waved me off, and I frowned, “Yeah, yeah. I'll do it, just give me the sent so I can get this over with.”

Setsuko walks out, handing the wolfish woman a glass vial containing the poison. Tsume pops the cap open, and blue fumes waft out. She smifts the air around it, careful not to sniff the actual poison. With a shiver, she seals the Vail, “That's a strong smell, how do you work with this Senju-hime?”

My mouth goes into a straight line, and I don't respond. My father's Side was…a touchy subject.

She hums, handing the Vail back to Setsuko. She stands, and Inoichi and Ibiki stand as well, “Arigatō, Tsume-sama. This is very helpful for us.”

She scoffs, waving Inoicho off, “Call it a favor from an old friend.”

He smiles, and the crowfeet by his eyes become more apparent. He walks out with her, and Ibiki follows after. Setsuko and I begin to clear up the office room, gathering the extra poison vials and notes.

I look up, and I see that stupid dog mask smiling down at me as he crouches on a beam. Setsuko looks over, smiling, “ready?”

I roll My neck, “ah, not yet. I'm gonna hang back and read over the notes one more time. I'll catch up, kay?”

The younger girl blushes, nodding, “H-hai, Senju-hime. See you back at the lab.”

She leaves, slipping out the metal door and closing behind her.

“…shes cute.”

“Shes not your type.”

He jumps down, landing soundlessly onto the table, not even making a tube rattle.

“Maa, I wasn't talking about for me.”

“Shes Not my type either, she's 16.”

He huffs lighly, a laugh.

“16? And working in TI?”

I look boredly over at him, “look who's talking, Mr. “I joined Anbu at 13”.”

He leans back on his hands, crisscrossing his legs as he tilts his head playfully, “I was asked.”

I hum, crossing my arms, “still did it.”

He hums back, tilting his head to the other side, “saw what you did, with Tsume-sama. You played her.”

I scoff, “I did no such thing, honestly I'm appalled you'd even suggest I played a clan head.”

I was grinning, and I could tell he was too busy his his chakra warmed a bit.

I furrow my brows at him, “what?”

He gave a snort of a laugh, “your accent.”

I raise my brow, “accent?”

He raised a hand, gesturing to me, “When you talk for long enough, you say things in a snooty capital accent.”

I scoff, laughing as I shove him, “I do not have a snooty capital accent.”

He laughs, jumping off the table, “you do though! Ever since we were kids!”

I roll my eyes, opening the door as he follows After me.

“I don't have an accent…”

He huffed, walking with md to the lab, “It's gotten less noticeable since you first moved here, but it's there.”

I shake my head, opening the door to the lab and peaking in to make sure Setsuko east in there. Sighing, I open it more.

“It was a light accent when I got here! Barely noticeable.”

He scoffed, walking in as I shut the door. He sat down in my rolly chair, “it was so bad I couldn't understand you for two weeks, (Y/n).”

I shake my head, moving over next to him to place the vials back into their protective case. He leans back, watching me.

“It was not a bad accent...”

He chuckles, “no…it was cute, you used to get so frustrated when people picked on you for it. Never seen someone get so red.”

I scoff, looking down at the dog mask.

“Yeah? And was it cute when I punched Ebisu in the face because of it?”

“No, that was hilarious and I wish I had a video of it.”

I roll my eyes at Him, reading over my notes. Kakashi and I were close…we’d been closed since we first met, considering his close our parents were.

Sure…we didn't talk for a sold 2 years after the nine-tails, but now things started to feel normal…even if it was only when he had that stupid Dog mask on. When he didn't, he got quiet, barely speaking when he did talk, and couldn't hold any eye contact. Kskashi without inu…was the same Kakashi who lost his team and family.

But when he had that mask on, he was hiding that side of him. He was fearless, playful, and more open…

It was Inu, not Kakashi.

“Are you coming with all of us to Ichirakus?”

He shifted s bit, his chakra growing colder.

“Ah, no. I have a mission tonight, sorry.”

I frown a bit, concerned. He had been taking back-to-back missions more often, A and S class mostly. My eyes softened for him, understanding why.

It was his escape, however unhealthy it was, he needed the rush of a mission to keep him going. He craved it, like a drug, and no matter how many times he tries to quit he'd go back full force the next day.

The only way he was leaving the anbu was either being pulled…of death.

………………………………………………………………………….

“-AND I WON'T CRY FOR YOU! I WON'T CRUCIFY THE THINGS YOU DoOoO!”

I burst out laughing, leaning drunkenly on Genma as we all watch Gai sing off toon to music from the karaoke massine.

We left Ichiraku hours ago and had stumbled in here after Asuma challenged Gai to a singing competition, and I've got to say, Gsi sure did have some pipes.

Maybe the ciggerets were ruining peoples voices, because Asuma couldn't hold a note to save his life.

Kurenai and Asuma burst out laughing, falling out of their seat as Gai began to dance magic mike style to the music. Gai Really was the life of every party, always so bright and good.

I smiled softly, and I looked over at Genma. Smirking, I follow his eyes to the bar area.

“You should go talk to her.”

His face turned Scarlett, “w-what?! I can't do that!”

I roll mg eyes, “go on. I need the apartment to myself something, you know?”

He kissed my cheek, “thank you wing man.”

I smiled as I watched him go, noticing all my friends were getting tired. Asuma, who was less drunk than Kurenai pulled her up, “I'll walk her Home, you got Gai?”

I nod, smiling, “always.”

“-WE ALL LIVE IN A YELLOW SUBMARINE! A YELLOW SUB-MUFF?!”

I groan, coving the tall mans mouth, “Gai, my love, I beg of you to shut up.”

He smiled lazily, resting his head on mine and we walked to his apartment, “but that song is sooooo youthful.”

I laugh, shaking my head at Him as I help him up the stairs.

“Keys, Gai.”

He clumsily hands them over, and I giggle down at the little turtle charm.

I help him in, steering him towards his room. I wince as I bumps into a corner, but he just giggles.

As soon as he hit his bed, he was out, and I moved his trash can over to his bed if he got sick.

Walking to his kitchen I filled a glass of water up, then went to his bathroom to dig up Advil for his ragging headache that was sure to come in the morning.

After double checking the windows, I close the door behind me. I walk down the stairs, wrapping my jacket closer to my body to protect myself from the cold.

I walked home, eyes on the snowy ground. I was sobering up, and couldn’t help but let my thoughts wonder to my silver headed friend.

He…really was in a hurry to die. Back to back A and S class missions weren’t healthy for any shinobi, especially one with Kakashis mind. It was too…broken, off center.

“I swear, I’m going to force him into therapy..” I mumble as I climb my stairs, opening my door.

I draw back, my sensitive nose filling with the smell of iron.

I draw my kunai out, holding it at the ready as I scan my living room. No one.

I move forward, sensing Chakra from the bathroom.

I silently pad towards the door, kunai up and ready to strike. I twist the knob, and walk in with my sharp canines bared and my kunai raise.

My eyes widen, and I drop the kunai.

“K-Kakashi?”

He looked over at me lazily, sitting in my tub as blood flowed out from his side. Saké, was next to him.

“W-what the fuck?! Why didn’t you go to the hospital?!”

I go to grab him, completely sober now, but he just snaps at me, baring his own canines at me and I only now come to realize both masks are gone.

“N-no. No hospital.” He glares, gasping air as he groans and hits his head on the back wall.

“F-fix me. I-I trust you.”

My eyes widen and I look absolutely terrified, “I-I can’t do medical ninjutsu! You know that!”

He grabs my hand, blood making stains on my skin. His mismatching eyes look at me half lidded, “I. trust. you.”

Then he passes out, slumped over himself and bleeding out in my tub. Of fucking course he does.

I groan, looking up as I will myself not to cry.

“You stupid asshole…”

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[jordyn-degas]

Forget-me-not

Characters: Shikamaru Nara x fem! reader

Additional: Ino Yamanaka; Sakura Haruno; Naruto Uzumaki; Kakashi Hatake; brief appearance & mentions: Shikaku Nara; Inoichi Yamanaka; Rock Lee; Tenten; Temari; Kiba; Choji

Warnings: characters are 19+; implied cheating; angst and a little bit of fluff; soft smut;

💀 NSFW! Minors DNI! 💀

Mood 🎧 SHAED & ZAYN - Trampoline

"Wait if I'm on fire How am I so deep in love? When I dream of dying I never feel so loved"

Final words of two fathers passing on their legacy to their beloved children, voices resounding into the minds of all too young to handle such pain teenagers. When it was discovered who was behind the master plans capable of holding off Obito and Madara Uchiha, the Ten Tailed Beast was mercilessly instructed to completely destroy the Intelligence Center in which Shikaku Nara and Inoichi Yamanaka have been tailoring each strategy brilliantly.

“You know what you have to do.” Shikaku’s voice boomed into your mind for one last time.

Breath choked out, scrambling to find an exit out of strained lungs in a series of unfortunate events, your left hand balled up in a tight fist, nails shedding crescent moons into the skin while the right one began the mission you were entrusted with. Jaw clenched with a loud crack, lips shut into a thin line that accompanied a pair of pulsating eyes with anger, pain and determination setting them ablaze, knowing it was the time to be the much needed voice of reason. Fingers intertwined with others rapidly, pressing into the backhand of a tensed and broken Shikamaru Nara.

“Shikamaru.” you said as flatly as possible, the last thing the boy needed being your sadness and pity. “It’s your turn.”

“As if.” Shikamaru spat, clenching his jaw and tightening his grip on your hand.

“Listen to me.” you followed with the gaze set on a specific person. “See that idiot?

“Yes.” Shikamaru replied as you both looked at Naruto Uzumaki.

“Great leaders do not wage wars aimlessly and make decisions on their own.” you said with a determined smile. “They rely on the guidance of the most trusted, most intelligent and capable of them all.”

“Y/N ..” Shikamaru sighed, eyes now trailing one of those powerful facial expressions of yours that always instilled in him the idea that he was, indeed, the best of them all.

“What do you say, Nara?” you asked, head lazily tilting to the side to meet his gaze with a smile. “Ready to show them what Konoha’s best strategist can do?”

Shikamaru has always asked himself how can you be of such pure confidence, running on a determination that most have lost by now, recharging through absorbing the hopes of others and passing it to him with a simple touch.

You had walked into his life with an arrogant smirk, a snide remark and a wink when the Raikage decided to send you to Konoha for war preparations. Gods, he could not stand you back then and neither did you. Always at each other’s throats under sharp replies and rude comments meant to graze the thick skins you both were possessing. Shikamaru could not understand for the life of him how your entire character cast a shadow of intrigue and attractiveness he found alluring. Days grew shorter, nights became longer hunched over desks, conversation flowing in with an ease he never had with anyone else. Tides shifted as your fingers would ghost over his arms or shoulders, becoming even more frequent when he would allow his hand to innocently press on the small of your back. Melodic laughs singing praises of a good time would jolt Shikamaru’s heart into erratic heartbeats whenever you found him amusing. He grew to care for you, to seek your company in days where he would simply want to lay with you on the abundant grass of Konoha, into the shadows of emerald green trees under the scorching sun. You knew how to mold on his laidback, quiet personality, peacefully laying on your side and watching him think deeply, zoning out into the depths of his intellect.

“I like you.” you said softly, bluntness recoiling off the tip of your tongue.

“What changed?” Shikamaru asked to test a confession with two sides of interpretation, him choosing to believe the most innocent rather than the one he truly wanted.

“I did.” you replied with a small frown, ripping off a bit of grass at the sudden realization of your confession, in between your fingers a Forget-me-not flower of a bright white. “Coming here was not what I had expected.”

“Hm.” Shikamaru hummed knowing the person you were when your form leaned against the doorframe of his office and the person you were now while laying next to him. “I like you too.”

“What changed?” you asked with a smirk that had the Nara boy turn his head to meet your playful gaze.

“I did.” Shikamaru replied by studying the softened features of your face. “Having you here was not what I had expected.”

The short memory flashed before his eyes as your hand slowly slid out of his. Shikamaru’s hand clenched around nothing, a shiver running down his spine, tensed back snapping violently under the pressure watching you take a step forward, ready to fight for a hope that seemed nowhere to be found. Forehead protector being secured around your right arm, you wrapped steady fingers into the pile of hair and swiftly pulled it up, tying it into a high ponytail as your muscles flexed under the strength exerted into the motion.

“Y/N.” Shikamaru spoke, hiding with an unmeasured skill the fear gripping his heart at the simple thought of how you might not see each other after all is said and done.

“I know.” you replied, head turning slightly to the right as you smiled melancholically over the shoulder. “Ino.”

“Yes.” Ino Yamanka followed as she snapped out of the suffocating pain of losing her father.

“Take care of him, will you?” you asked, looking forward for them to not see the tears bubbling into your eyes with the same burning fear Shikamaru carried.

“I will.” Ino nodded with a small smile, noticing Shikamaru’s lost gaze on you, lips parted as they held back unspoken words.

“Now ..” you raised the tonality of your voice, hands grasping the waist tightly. “I will meet you on the other side.”

“Just ..” Shikamaru said clenching his jaw lightly before calming himself down as he could not focus on the trying feelings in such dire moments. “.. be careful.”

In that moment, you managed to offer him what was needed to move forward, that specific laugh you only had when with him under Konoha’s bright blue sky. Thin threads of past and present intertwined with all of the pain, the determination you managed to instill in him. Losing sight of the girl that meant much more than Shikamaru would ever care to admit, his focus recharged as Shogi pieces moved across the battlefield. He was ready.

2 years later

Stillness entrapped your mind and body, blatant emotions stemmed out of nervousness and anticipation erupting at the very core of your being as you sat in the middle of the Hokage’s office.

“Lord Sixth.” you bowed your head slightly.

“I’m still Kakashi Hatake.” the silver haired chuckled at your ceremonious tonality.

“You are.” you raised an eyebrow. “But with a title.”

“Fair enough.” Kakashi sighed knowing he could never win with you. “The Raikage has detached you to our village indefinitely from what I have been informed.”

“That is right.” you nodded, placing a stack of folders on the heavy wooden desk. “We have managed to identify multiple cells formed from followers that preach and believe in Madara’s dream.”

“As we did.” Kakashi frowned, taking one of the folders and opening it flat in front of him.

“I have already dispatched multiple teams to search and monitor various followers until further notice.” you replied sternly. “They are awaiting the results of our cooperation in hopes of a plan to capture them.”

“Absolutely.” Kakashi nodded. “Do you mind waiting for my advisor? He is bringing over our files and we can proceed swiftly with developing a plan.”

“Not at all.” you said with a small smile. “Found a good advisor after the war?”

“Yes, I did.” Kakashi replied, eyeing you with a gaze that suddenly shifted the air which you found oddly suspicious.

“How is Naruto?” you followed by brushing off the weird energy brought upon the subject. “And the others?”

“I thought the war would calm him do ..” Kakashi began to speak but was interrupted by a knock. “Come in.”

“Man, these are heavy.” Shikamaru said completely fed up with all the carrying.

Kakashi watched your sudden change in demeanor as your lips parted slightly, a quiet sigh being breathed out sharply and imperceptible to the untrained ear, hands twitching once before gripping each other in the front to hide the obvious nervousness accompanied suddenly dilated pupils into the bright sun. He hid a knowing smile behind the infamous mask, well aware as much as others at what Shikamaru meant to you. Vice versa, the scene was heartbreaking and heartwarming at the same time, Shikamaru dropping the files next to yours without realizing right away who he was standing next to. When his gaze slapped your cheeks, he stilled. Two years later and it was as if not even a single day brushed over your figure, as if time decided to spare you of aging and growing with an all too smooth skin, even more so than the last time he saw you. Shikamaru swallowed, maintaining his all too unbothered demeanor all the way through looking at you, hiding perfectly under a mask of boredom all the emotions that tried him.

“Advisor, ha?” you asked, not tearing your gaze from Kakashi that seemed to be awfully pleased with this encounter. “You did well.”

“Says the world’s most renowned Hunter-nin.” he replied, turning his eyes to Kakashi as well. “Five Madara cells in 48 hours.”

“Six.” you said with a smirk. “As of this morning.”

Kakashi chuckles, your capability of impressing him and everyone else not at all surprising. He knew since the moment you stepped into Konoha that you were a force of nature, of a surgical precision that put even him to shame and that is how you have grown on the, now, Sixth Hokage. The definition of a younger self Kakashi left behind was deeply imprinted into your whole being and posture.

“I will let you to it.” you said cutting to the suffocating silence sharply. “Call upon me once the files have been reviewed and we can start on a strategy.”

“Thank you.” Kakashi said, tapping lightly on the stack of folders.

“My pleasure, Lord Sixth.” you replied with a nod and a smile before turning to Shikamaru. “Nara.”

Turning on your heels swiftly, body and mind calmly guiding you out of the office, keeping up the confidence in your walk until the door closes shut. Uneven, shaky breaths erupted from the back of your lungs, erratic heartbeats plummeting into a definite flatline as your back rested against the nearby wall. It was not at all surprising that the boy plaguing your mind at day and dreams at night was here. However, you were not prepared to run into him so quickly and to be the Hokage’s Advisor, even with all the wits and intellect he possessed. Truth to be told, he was the only person that could break through the hardened, arrogant façade that graced your features. A single gaze and he had you almost crumbling under the scrutinizing eyes of the Hokage. Taking such a deep breath it had you dizzy, a most painful memory emerged from the deep fog you cast over that part of your life.

“I have to return.” you said leaning against the tree as the war had ended, everyone freed from the painful perfection of a reality injected by the Infinite Tsukuyomi.

“Now?” Shikamaru asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes.” you nodded. “I am not to stay back but to return to the village and assign order upon the Raikage’s return as per his instructions.”

“Understood.” Shikamaru replied knowing very well how the chain of command works, how at such a young age you were indispensable to your village and Raikage. “Well, then ..”

“I-I’m sorry.” you uttered, head shifting to the side as your gaze met a flower untouched by the scorching hate of the war, petals dancing with the short gust of wind that rushed through the woods in which you two stood hidden from the world.

Shikamaru wished for this moment to not be prolonged more than necessary as it was causing enough heartburn with your confession of return. He was well aware of what that entitled as the chances of seeing you again anytime soon were crushed under the weight of being parted indefinitely. You saw how his lazy posture tensed out of a sudden, arm tensing with his fingers digging into the material of the damaged flak vest. Breaking all bonds you have tied your emotions with, unlocking the mercilessly caged heart under a want that triumphed over anything else. Your hand slowly raised, elbow bent slightly in fear as you began to reach for him, shaking under the pressure. Fingers clasped the air before releasing it, hand clenching around nothing and, against your better judgment, you began pulling back under Shikamaru’s blank expression, his eyes entrapping yours.

Heartache and pain clutched at your heart seeing how you could not read him anymore, not the way you used and loved to, how he could impeccably block emotions as if it was a second nature. Gaze falling to the ground, steps shifted into the dirt and grass as they approached you lazily, the sound of a zipper running loose having you sigh. Warm fingers wrapped around the coldness of your wrist, pulled to meet a chest in which thumping heartbeats could be easily felt. Palm cupping your feverish cheek, a tingling sensation pinching it as it was pushed for your eyes to meet the ones you knew cannot be forgotten. Under the crown of the tree you chose to lean against, leaves shuffled from the careful touch of a chilly wind, shivers overcoming your tired body while getting lost into the gaze and touch of the boy you fell in love with. As if the Gods decided upon a parting gift for you, Shikamaru’s lips brushed against yours, warmth spilling against them and you melted without a second thought. Entrapping every sense that grounded you to reality, he captured your chapped lips into the kiss both have yearned for, succumbing to a harmonious dance of softness and want. Tears spilled out of your closed eyes, his thumbs carefully catching them so as to not waste the love that carried them. Shikamaru knew and could feel how much he meant for you as it mirrored perfectly the feelings he so adamantly tried to ignore for the longest time, plaguing a spacious mind trained on intelligence and seriousness. However, he could not deny you of such want, could not deny himself of such desire, with every movement of your lips against his, Shikamaru bolting shut the door that was once opened and led to his heart. Pulling himself back, you immediately saw the change in demeanor, gaze avoiding yours as the last finger trailed along your jaw until it left your face and presence. Steps being taken back, hands shoved into the pockets of dirty pants, Shikamaru left. You gasped for air, fingers running across the freshly kissed lips before turning in the opposite direction. A last glance at the bright white flower that bore witness to a silent confession, you realized it was a Forget-me-not. Wiping off the last of tears, you took the long road home.

“Oi, Y/N!” Naruto called as you walked on one of the busy streets of Konoha.

“Naruto?” your voice tangled in surprise as the blonde rushed up to you.

“Am I taller or you shorter?” he chuckled as both embraced each other as friends and comrades.

“Very funny.” you laughed pulling back as you always have been shorter, Naruto poking fun at how much aggressiveness could come out of such a small bundle of joy. “Haircut? Suits you well.”

“Really?” Naruto beamed. “I thought so too.”

“Such modesty from the hero of Konoha.” you replied amused.

“We’re all heroes.” he replied, swinging his arm around your shoulders. “Ramen? I want to hear everything you’ve been up to.”

“Please.” you sighed. “I’m starving.”

**

“How was even Naruto the first person to see you after two years?” Ino asked, annoyed while aggressively tapping her fingers against the kitchen table.

“Actually, Kakashi was the first person to see me.” you grinned, annoying her even more.

“Fine!” Ino threw her hands in the air. “The second.”

“Well, the second was actually ..” you said as the smile peeled off instantly. “.. Shikamaru.”

“Oh ..” Ino breathed, annoyance washing away seeing how your eyes were avoiding hers. “How did it go?”

Instead of replying, your gaze met hers, lower lip trembling along with the chin, nostrils flaring up in an attempt to control the wave of emotions. Ino tilted her head, hand working up the wooden surface until it met yours, fingers carefully caressing the skin as she wanted nothing more than to see you smile. Both have easily become the best of friends since you stepped into Konoha years ago, each other’s shoulder to cry on and be yourselves when together.

“I missed him so much.” your voice trembled while touching the lips with a memory of the past. “Standing in that office this morning, I felt as if I couldn’t breathe, as if everything stopped momentarily for me to have a minute next to him.”

“Oh, Y/N.” Ino whispered as tears filled her eyes. “You’re still ..”

“Yes.” you cut her off knowing what she was about to say. “I never stopped. I tried and I couldn’t.”

“Then there is something I have to tell you because I do not want you to find out from someplace else.” Ino said squeezing your hand and you readied yourself based on the look on her face. “Him and Temari are dating.”

Breath was sucked out of your lungs, lips trembling parted in a shock that did not come from the revelation as you always knew Temari had feelings for him, but from the pain that mercilessly tore into you. Squeezing Ino’s hand as hard as possible, you forced the tears to not spill, teeth dipping into the lower lip almost splitting it open. Brain conjured up the memory of that burning and deep kiss you two shared, replacing yourself with the blonde that made her way into his heart, knife twisting deeper into the wound that was left behind.

“Tell me everything.” you breathed, pushing back every single drop of emotion, tilting your head slightly with a cold emptiness into your eyes.

“Don’t.” Ino trapped your hand on the table. “Don’t do that. I know of your capabilities to shut down in the blink of an eye.”

“Ino.” you said flatly. “Tell me everything from the start."

**

Something is off.

Shikamaru replayed these words into his mind over and over again over the course of the past three weeks since you have returned to Konoha. Colors of mornings and nights were not reflecting into your eyes anymore, absorbing each ray of light into the deep end of that hollow void you gazed at him with. There was no longer warmth surrounding you, Shikamaru being met with a coldness so startling it had his blood freeze on numerous occasions. Long gone were the days where he could distract you with a snide remark or joke, all of the words encompassing your work relationship being nothing but professional. It seemed as if you were here but not existing, his presence no longer pulling out the enthralling smile you entrapped him forever.

He pondered many times if you were happy back home, if you found someone that gave you everything, that warmed your bed at night when the stars would bear witness to your peaceful sleep. Was there someone that has claimed your plump lips after he did? Shikamaru could vividly remember, as if it was yesterday and not a day later, the heartwarming, loving and painful kiss you both shared at the end of the war. Your sweet taste still lingered on his lips, feeling even the saltiness of the tears you shed for parting with him.

No, it could not be that. Those big, beautiful eyes that used to be bright were now claimed by complete emptiness and he thought for a moment that it was because of him. As much as Shikamaru wanted to be the man plaguing your dreams and existence, he could not bring himself to cause you such pain.

“Folder 2011.” you said flatly, arm stretching over the desk without even meeting his gaze.

“Here.” Shikamaru replied, purposefully brushing his hand against yours when he placed the leather file into your hand.

Absolutely no reaction, sucked into the coldness you so easily possessed now, whereas in the past a pale blush would warm your cheeks. He was not the person to pry into other people’s businesses but you were not a simple someone to him.

“Y/N.” Shikamaru said and your eyes shot up to him with a raised eyebrow. “Are you alright?”

“Yes.” the reply came almost too quickly which caused him to frown. “Why?”

“You seem different.” Shikamaru said while studying every inch of your face for any kind of sign.

“Coming here was not what I had expected.” you gave him an answer that forced Shikamaru back into a past that seemed too distant to be reached, the reply opening a memory in which you have said this before. “I have to take these to Kakashi.”

Without offering him the chance to say anything else, you made your way out of the office while Shikamaru had his head bowed over the files. He was well aware you knew about Temari since Ino so gracefully informed him about and, after this small interaction that was longer than any you both had since coming back, he knew that was the reason behind your entire demeanor. Your presence conflicted everything he represented, every decision taken so far based on the thinking that he will never see you again after that moment.

“Shikamaru.” Sai walked in, gaze roaming around the office. “Have you seen Y/N?”

“She is with Kakashi.” Shikamaru replied flatly.

“We are all going out tonight.” Sai followed, sensing some kind of tension in the air. “Tell Y/N as well.”

“Will do.” Shikamaru nodded and Sai left the room.

With the door closing, he leaned into the chair and took a deep breath. Temari was also coming tonight. For the first time in his life, Shikamaru wanted to go alone, to not have Temari before your eyes when you were the one supposed to be standing next to him. Man, it's going to be a drag.

**

“What do you mean you’re not coming?” Sakura snorted while rummaging through your closet.

“I still have a lot of cases to review.” you replied, leaning against the bed frame and letting your body relax into the pillows.

“Not tonight!” Ino said from the bathroom while a dress collided with your face.

“Naruto really wants you there.” Sakura said, pulling you off the bed. “This dress right now.”

“Why?” you asked confused while undressing the comfy clothes you’d adopted around the house. “He was over for dinner and didn’t say a word.”

“He always had a soft spot for you.” Sakura replied, raising an eyebrow at you as if you haven't been here for a month. “Also, the three of us talked and were kind of worried.”

“Can you not?” you asked irritatedly while stepping in front of the mirror to see what she picked out for you. “I don’t .. oh!”

In all honesty, you forgot you actually had nice clothes laying around inside the closet. Sakura picked a dark blue sundress with short sleeves that hugged your shoulders perfectly, a pale pink floral design that reminded you of her hair, its length stopping about a palm above your knees. The natural curls of your hair were flowing down your back, a few strands framing your face that was now contoured by a small smile.

“Forget-me-not.” you thought, fingers brushing over the floral pattern.

Naruto leaned against a light pole while waiting for the girls to show up, eyes glued on their friends through the large window of the restaurant. Kiba was in a heated argument with Lee while Ten Ten laughed at them, Choji putting in the order for food and first round of drinks. He was careful to tell them of Y/N’s favorite drink that also had enough alcohol as it was needed for tonight. The blonde’s bright, blue gaze stopped on the other two, Shikamaru having a smirk plastered on his face due to whatever Temari was whispering into his ear. Naruto appreciated the girl deeply but he could not shake the feeling of disrespect he believed Shikamaru exerted tonight. He knew Y/N would be here as everyone was raving about it and the boy could not understand for the life of him why Shikamaru would pull such a stunt. It wasn’t as if no one knew how he truly felt.

“Naruto!” Sakura called and he snapped out of the annoyance he felt.

“Sakura! Ino!” Naruto greeted as his smile spread even wider seeing you. “You came!”

“How couldn’t I?” you replied with a grin, stopping right in front of him. “Hearing you want me here meant that I could not break my favorite boy’s heart.”

“I-I’m your favorite?” Naruto stuttered slightly as a pale blush slapped his cheeks while Sakura and Ino were failing terribly at muffling their laughs.

“Of course you are!” you purred, touching his arm softly. “Am I not your favorite girl?”

“W-Well .. you a-are.” Naruto gulped as his entire body tensed at the touch.

“Don’t get any ideas Uzumaki.” you pulled back, raising an eyebrow at him amused.

“Y/N!” Naruto whined as the girls exploded in a full blown laugh by now. “Why do you always have to be so flirty?”

“You’re making it too easy.” you smiled with a shrug.

“Come here.” he chuckled, wrapping his arm around your shoulders. “Stay close to me tonight.”

“Why?” you frowned.

“Stop asking questions.” Ino groaned. “It’s for your own good.”

Brushing off Ino's confusing comment despite wanting to tell her that you are far from a damsel in distress, you wrapped an arm around Naruto's waist as he led you inside. The entire conversation from outside became obvious instantaneously when the first pair of eyes you met were Shikamaru's. It did not matter for a single moment that everyone else was booming with excitement around you, Ten Ten quickly expressed how glad she was that you were finally joining them for a night out after all the previous hard worked weeks. Through hugs and smiles, the both of you kept the eye contact locked, Shikamaru's arm resting around Temari's shoulders, her completely oblivious with the situation, quick to shake your hand.

"We met in the middle of the battle." Temari chuckled. "Not much time to chat then, right?"

"I think we managed to exchange names in between a Jutsu and a few White Zetsu set to kill us." you replied amused, the girl laughing as you found pride in the ability to be civil with someone that did nothing wrong by you, mere jealousy poisoning your heart.

Naruto did not leave your side for a single moment, arm shifting from around the waist to the shoulders and back again, everyone else present tonight catching on what was going on. Except Shikamaru. He was capable of analyzing strategy after strategy, coming up with the best ones, spending countless hours developing them but could not understand for the life of him what was the deal with you and Naruto being so cozy. Naruto was taken last time he checked, watching how he whispered things in your ear that brought out the same laugh and smile he so deeply missed, the same ones he used to pull out of you. Completely thrown off by the small gestures and touches exchanged in between the two of you, Shikamaru's focus shifted more and more as the night went by. Body and gestures set on Temari, senses and eyes set on you, the duplicity of the situation intertwined with yours the moment he caught your lingering gaze. Soft features melting with each movement of your eyes as you were trailing his arm around Temari's shoulders, how his thumb caressed over the article of clothing she was wearing. Sadness pooled into those beautiful eyes, the same one Shikamaru has witnessed the day you two parted ways.

"I need a bit of air." you said to Naruto, worried expression meeting your sad one, mind unable to wipe away the scene of your kiss from two years ago, constantly on repeat. "Don't worry. I'll be back."

"Take this." Naruto said, handing you his jacket. "In case you get colder outside."

"Thank you." you replied with a soft smile, lips placing a quick kiss on his cheek to which he grinned. "Don't get any ideas Uzumaki."

Naruto chuckled seeing how a bit of your usual personality crep back in, Sakura swiftly catching Ino by the wrist when she attempted to follow after you. Walking outside into the night, people passing back and forth towards their homes or to meet their friends as well, you inhaled the chilly air, a feeling of liberation and freedom hitting deeply. It was the moment when you could break down, turning right past the corner of the restaurant, hiding into the darkness of the small way made in between its wall and the fence. No one could see the tears streaming down the cheeks, their hot trails feeling as if burning right through the skin, hands trembling even with Naruto’s jacket covering your cold boy, heartbeats laced with pain carving dents into the tensed ribcage. Sitting in front of the boy you loved for the past three hours, forcing yourself to play the role of a happy girl while he held in his arms another, drained almost all the energy you have saved up in the past few weeks by barely existing, by barely acknowledging his presence in the same room as yours. Fingers fidgeting with the small purse you were carrying, opening the lid from a pack of cigarettes you had from three months ago when the last one was smoked. It was a disgusting, idiotic habit, picked up when you had no one else to talk to, when the loneliness suffocated every bit of your being while searching for a release for all the sadness, anger and frustration. Cigarette filter resting in between your teeth, hand rummaging through the small purse in search for a lighter that seems nowhere to be found.

“Here.” Shikamaru said, firm voice having you jump, teeth sinking into the filter so as to not drop the cigarette.

Metallic sound graced the silence, lighter flicking on with its burning flame as you leaned in, faces illuminated briefly by its light. Hearing the crackling sound at the tip of the cigarette, you pulled back and inhaled deeply, back hitting the concrete wall of the restaurant as Shikamaru extinguished the flame. Exhaling the poisonous smoke, you felt more at ease, his nerve wracking presence not so overwhelming as long as this vice kept pushing it away.

“I had no idea you were smoking.” Shikamaru said, leaning lazily against the fence in front of you.

“Occasionally.” you replied, gaze meeting the star abundant sky in hopes of the tears rolling back in. “This is my first in three months.”

“Stress?” Shikamaru asked, following your lead and lighting up one for himself.

“You could say so.” you answered, smoke being exhaled from two pairs of lungs and intertwining into the cold air.

“Things usually have a way of sorting themselves out.” Shikamaru said, watching you gazing upon the stars, wondering what was going on inside your head, if he was there at all.

“They do, don’t they?” you asked bitterly, lazily raising your hand for the index finger to point at him. “Prime example.”

“Me?” Shikamaru laughed quietly. “As if.”

Chin dropping downwards, your eyes fell from the sky and locked with his, all the tears accumulated into them from the tilting of your head spilled at once, cheeks stained with the undeniably pain that washed past the jawline, trickling down the neck and into the dress. The cigarette in between fingers was long gone, burning itself to the end before falling on the ground, Shikamaru letting a breathless sigh at the sight in front of him. It was the exact same as back then, the same pained expression with love and fear pooling into your eyes, the same one plaguing his mind, his dreams and entire existence. Pushing himself off the fence, the gap in between the two of you almost closed, his palms softly cupped your face, a small hiccup jumped out at the touch you missed, oh, so much. Thumbs catching hot tears, wiping them away, Shikamaru leaned into you, foreheads connecting with noses brushing ever so slightly and a small smile graced his lips.

“Don’t cry because of me.” Shikamaru said quietly, breathless even, pleading with your heart to stop hurting. “Please.”

“I’m missing you too much.” you whispered, shame and pain tugging at your entire being, knowing she was right on the other side of the wall, waiting for him. “I’m missing you even more when you’re right in front of me.”

“I’m right here.” Shikamaru replied, pressing a kiss on each eyelid, salty tears staining his burning lips.

“No, Shikamaru.” you sighed, unable to avert your gaze. “You’re not.”

Pulling back slightly, still holding your beautiful face into his palms, Shikamaru’s head tilted a bit at your words, catching right away the meaning behind them as he had the exact same feelings. He had missed you terribly the moment his lips left yours two years ago, missed you even more when sitting at the same desk, so incredibly close, yet so incredibly far. Against every bit of sound judgment that resounded in his mind, against every single thought that reminded him who was the person he brought here tonight, Shikamaru brushed his lips against yours, both shivering slightly at the soft feeling. The yearning he felt was overcoming anything else, irrationality splitting his mind in half the moment lips captured each other into the heart melting kiss no one was able to offer him after you. Arms sneaking upwards, wrapping around Shikamaru’s neck, palm pressing on its back, two bodies flushed against each other. Hesitance and softness perished under his tongue brushing over your lower lip, opening up for the only boy that never had to ask for it, hunger and fervor taking away the innocence of the last 20 minutes. Pulling back slightly, not giving enough time for rational thoughts to come in between, Shikamaru’s hands grabbed your waist tightly as he pushed you upwards against the wall, legs wrapping around the body you wanted for yourself. One arm locked around your waist, the other went behind the neck, fingers tangled into curls as he pulled you back into the damned kiss that had your soul humming and heart aching. Intensity brought fervor, pain brought love while yearning brought passion, dress sliding upwards from the position, clothed sex coming in direct contact with Shikamaru’s hard length, throbbing furiously into the pants that now felt tighter than ever. A groan was pushed into your mouth as you sighed in complete pleasure, nails digging into the material of his shirt. In between tongues exploring each other, hands burning to grab, squeeze and pull, Shikamaru pushed himself harder into you, a lewd moan escaping from in between your puffy lips. As if the Gods knew what to do, Temari flashed before both of your eyes, perfect timing slicing abruptly two intertwined bodies trying to make up for the lost time. Pulling back at the same time, thoughts in complete sync, your feet hit the ground as Shikamaru took a single step back, wide eyes and unspoken words carried away by the sudden brush of wind meant to cool the both of you. Realizing what he was about to do, being the exact opposite of the man he considered himself to be, Shikamaru fled without a single word to be addressed and your back hit the wall. Figure turning left past the corner, the merciless tears returned as another person stepped into the small alleyway.

“Leave me alone this time, please.” you begged without even looking.

“Let me take you home?” Naruto asked softly, walking in front of you and zipping up the jacket as the gusts of wind intensified.

“Mhm.” you hummed, arm wrapping around your shoulders, Ino patiently waiting for the two of you. “You don’t have to come.”

“Sakura can handle the rest.” Ino smiled, stepping on the other side to take your hand into hers. “She will come over later.”

“Are you alright?” Naruto asked while looking down at you, a small smile curving his lips enough to bring one out of you as well.

“No.” you sighed with a shrug. “I can honestly admit that I am far from alright.”

1 weeks later

“You didn’t sign them?” Sakura frowned, eyes scanning for the third time the pages sent over by Kakashi.

“I will.” you replied, wrapping even tighter the blanket around you.

“Will you?” she followed with sadness. “Or are you going back to Kumogakure?”

No reply came out, no matter how much you wanted to offer her one, to reassure Sakura that it was not as it seemed despite contemplating leaving the village. Kakashi offered you permanent residence in Konoha as a Kumogakure attaché, an opportunity you imagined in a certain way that might never come. You truly loved it, friends that were more like family, something you did not have back home besides your job. Konoha became your true home but you kept wondering if they were enough to stay. Glancing at the papers that have been on the coffee table for the past four days, tears pricked at your eyes yet again.

“Do you mind if we see each other tomorrow?” you rasped, letting your body drop into the couch.

“Not at all.” Sakura replied with a soft smile, squeezing at your ankle lightly. “Please eat?”

“I promise.” you nodded, teeth biting into the plush blanket.

Sakura’s bare feet slapped against the wooden floor until they slipped into the ninja sandals in the hallway, door opening and closing shortly thereafter. Rain mercilessly banged against the windows, dark gray clouds piling and piling, matching the shade you thought your heart was now of. Even if tears pricked at your eyes, they were not falling anymore as the numbness of past week’s events suffocated any need of feeling anything. How could you fool yourself into thinking that you’d come back into Shikamaru’s life and pull him away from everything that he has built in the past two years? Who did you think you were to view yourself so special? 

Any attempt to hurt yourself even further was abruptly stopped by a couple of knocks against the door. Contemplating if you should ignore them or not, they grew in intensity and number, wrapped in a blanket body lazily dragging itself off the couch. Bare feet barely able to sustain the emotional tiredness you were feeling, fingers grabbed the doorknob, twisted and pulled. Figure drenched completely in rain, clothes so full of water the droplets were barely absorbed into them, uneven breathing straining the chest as the familiar dark gaze set on yours in pain. Forearms raised, pressed against the doorframe, body leaning in slightly at the sight of you.

“S-S-Shikamaru ..” you whispered, shock overcoming all other senses as the blanket dropped off your body

“I broke up with her.” Shikamaru rasped, eyes searching for something, anything into yours.

“Why?” you asked confused, not speaking or seeing each other after what had happened having you under the impression that nothing had changed.

“You know exactly why.” he replied, lips parting in surprise hearing him, allowing yourself to believe it without a second thought.

Darting forward, lips crashed into each other, melting away all the pain you had felt since coming back, since last week, replacing everything with pure love. Shikamaru pulled you up in a split second, kicking the door shut, both not caring for a single second that all the rain from his clothes was spilling on the floor, legs wrapped tightly around his waist, fearing he might disappear again, as his hands squeezed at the flesh of your thighs. Hands exploring with hunger as they went up his shoulders, slipping under the shirt on his back before dipping into the wet flesh.

“End of the hallway.” you mumbled against his lips, pushing off the flak vest to fall on the floor.

“Impatient.” Shikamaru clicked his tongue, a smirk tugging at the lips, leg pushing open the door to the bedroom.

Kiss breaking as you whimpered at the loss of his lips, feet touching the ground yet again, you both suddenly felt the hit of what was about to happen, of where you were standing. Face to face, bodies close enough to fit only a coin in between, bed only three steps away behind you, the hunger suddenly dissipated being replaced by sexual tension and uneven breathing, a deep conversation taking place between two pair of eyes yet to say to each other how they truly felt. Shikamaru was simply making sure that this is what you wanted, after the entire ordeal he wouldn’t be able to blame you if you suddenly stopped it.

Without losing eye contact, fingers grabbed the hem of Shikamaru’s shirt, pushing it upwards as your lips met his chest, peppering hot kisses as it fell off his lean body before he could softly grab your chin, tilting it slightly wanting to taste you once again. Tame, yet burning, kisses electrified your body from head to toe, melting with each passing second, his lips traveling slowly along the corner of your mouth, brushing the jawline before attaching themselves to the sensitive skin on your neck. A quiet moan filled the silence, knowing that in the morning there will be an obvious love bite for everyone to see, fingers expertly undoing his pants, falling to the floor instantly. Before you could get a hold of what was hiding behind the material confinement, Shikamaru spun you around, shirt flying off your body with one swift movement that took you by complete surprise, forgetting for a second that, he too, had experience by now. Eyeing the bed, a knot formed into your stomach, a wave of sudden self-consciousness hitting you at the image of him seeing you naked for the first time. Warm breath fanned over your shoulders, one arm sneaking around your lower body, warm palm resting on your belly, a finger tracing along the spine, the simple touch sending shivers down your back, bumping against the bra clasp. Without even realizing, it was undone, slowly falling down your shoulders and arms, breasts spilling out of their confinement as it fell to the floor along with the shorts you forgot you even had on, too lost into the moment and touches to care. Nipples perked up at the contact of Shikamaru’s throbbing length in between your ass cheeks, index and middle fingers trapping one of the hardened buds in between them, pulling softly, a groan enveloped in a broken moan bouncing off the walls as your back arched, pushing yourself to feel him even more, low growl evading the usually composed boy. The other hand slid down the belly, stopping right at the hem of your panties, waiting patiently, and your head fell on his shoulders.

“It’s alright, Shika.” you said with a small smile, hand wrapping around his wrist and guiding him down to your wet heat.

Fingers sliding in between your folds, Shikamaru’s breath hitched, an ego boost thundering inside feeling how wet you were for him, pooling into his palm as he cupped your sex, a groan and breathy moan escaping at the same time, dacing into the air. Breath picking up the pace as his fingers explored, brushing right past the entrance and you pushed yourself against it impatiently. Shikamaru chuckled at the movement, pushing himself into you while his thumb attended to the bundle of nerves hidden in between the soft folds.

“P-please ..” you mewled pathetically, wanting to feel him now more than ever. 

“I know what you need.” Shikamaru whispered against your ear, a loud moan stumbling out of your throat as a finger slipped inside your needy cunt.

Warm, wet, attention craving, gummy walls welcomed him, Shikamaru humming at the feeling of your pussy clenching around his finger, slowly dragging it up and down to allow its adjustment. Wetness spilled out, dripping down his hand and on the floor, arm wrapping around your waist to stop you from squirming, both grinding against each other. Capturing your lips into a sloppy kiss over the shoulder, the second finger went in, teeth sinking into his lower lip at the feeling. The tightness of your pussy was mind numbing, Shikamaru curving up his fingers inside, thumb circling on the clit with fervor, picking up the pace as you desperately craved friction, ass pushing and griding against his painfully throbbing cock, open mouth moans spilling into his own, his gaze solely set on your face, memorizing every eyebrow twitch, every crease around the eyes, every pleasured expression you were blessing him with. Mind filling up with only the image of his cock deeply buried inside of you, Shikamaru lost control for a moment, mercilessly pounding your dripping pussy with his fingers, at each feel of the swollen spot pushing into it slightly while, at the same time, thumb was pressing on the clit, high-pitched moans crashing against the walls every single time. He wanted to take it slow with you but the need of losing himself into you was greater than anything else.

“I-I’m ..” you moaned again, coil tightening rapidly into the stomach, the squelching sounds of your pussy being handled by him pushing you towards the edge

“I know, baby.” Shikamaru’s husky voice filling you up with goosebumps. “Cum for me.”

Teeth grazing softly your jaw, cock grinding against you, fingers pulling out and pushing back in your wetness, pressed the coil to the breaking point, Shikamaru’s plea to cum for him having your walls clench again and again until the entirety of your body snapped in his arms. Orgasm crashing violently into you, legs trembling as Shikamaru held your body flushed against his to not lose balance, you let out the most high-pitched moan you have ever heard coming out. Chest heaving, head falling back on his shoulder as you felt his fingers slowing down, riding the high, small and quiet moans still rolling off your lips.

“We’re not done yet.” Shikamaru smirked, a mischievous tinge into his dark eyes as he slowly directed you towards the bed.

Turning around, your eyes met his, legs hitting the edge before you fell backwards, all sprawled up for him to see. Deep blush covering your cheeks, gaze averting his, you felt the bed dipping under you, Shikamaru propping himself above your body.

“You are beautiful.” he whispered, stealing your lips yet again into that kiss that was taking your mind away.

“I-I ..” you stuttered, biting on your inner cheek.

“Tell me.” Shikamaru said, smiling softly seeing so much vulnerability into such a strong girl.

“I .. want ..” you swallowed hard, courage pushing your gaze to meet his. “.. you.”

“After everything ..” Shikamaru replied, thumb brushing along your lower lip. “.. are you sure?”

“More than ever.” you breathed, a finger hooking into the waistband of his boxers. “Please make me yours.”

Pushing off his body the last piece of clothing and freeing himself completely, you swallowed the pool of water gathered into your mouth, cock slapping against the pelvis deliciously and you licked your lips. Wetness pooled once again in between your legs, quickly dripping down the thighs as Shikamaru watched with a smirk how you were rubbing them together looking only for a fraction of the friction only he was capable of offering you. Both moving up into the bed, head hitting the pillow, you spread your legs inviting him in between them and inside your needy pussy. Towering over you, Shikamaru propped himself on one forearm, the other hand busy cupping your cheek while ravishing your puffy lips, the feeling of his cock poking at your entrance having you immediately shiver under him. Hand moving away from your face, eyes spilling into each other’s, Shikamaru wrapped it around his painfully throbbing length, rubbing it in between the wetness of your appetizing folds, lubricating himself with your arousal. Positioning the tip of his cock against the entrance, your hands rested on his back as legs wrapped tightly around his waist. Shikamaru’s hand went to grab at your thigh as he slowly pushed himself in, the tightness of your pussy having him groan as he went inch by inch, suffocating his cock despite prepping you beforehand. Nails digging into the skin of his back, you gasped feeling him pushing along your gummy walls, a slight burn and pleasure mixing together as you felt yourself being stretched out. Tightening his grip on your thigh, Shikamaru bottomed in with a low growl as you let out a shuddered breath, slack jaw in pleasure feeling how his cock twitched from your tightness and warmth.

Lowering himself, lips captured the others, tongues slipping in the moment his hips started to languidly roll against you. Slowly adjusting to the sizable member, Shikamaru quickly noticed how your body relaxed and melted, picking up the pace with which his cock buried itself into your needy cunt, moans matching in intensity. You were starting to lose any train of thought or awareness, nails dipping and clawing at his back as the most delicious cock you have ever taken was pounding into you as if there was no tomorrow. Every single touch he inflicted upon you was soft, caring and full of love adjoining the loud slaps of skin on skin as he buried himself into you as deep as possible. Despite being unable to utter anything besides lewd moans accompanied by the vulgar squelching of your pussy, despite Shikamaru losing himself entirely into you, both kept each other’s gaze as if afraid one of you was going to disappear. You could now see clearly that what you had thought was lost, was still there even greater than before. Pulling him into a deep, passionate kiss, the coil in your stomach returned, pussy clenching desperately around his cock, Shikamaru bringing his hand from your thigh to rub that incredible bundle of nerves that was capable of pulling out the most beautiful sounds you were going to make only for him from now on. The tightness of your pussy along with the suffocating clenches had him step on the edge as well.

“Shika, I’m ..” you moaned into his mouth, feeling how your nails, this time, had scratched deeper than wanted, a hiss leaving him.

“Cum with me, baby.” he said breathlessly, pulling almost out only to bury himself into you as deeply as possible.

Back arching at his movement, Shikamaru went in and did it again, cock deeply sheathed into your tight pussy. Feeling your walls clenching even tighter than before, he gave you one deep thrust before you completely unraveled under him, body shaking from head to toe as he reveled into the wave of moans rumbling out of your throat, eyes rolling into the back of your head. Seeing how you were slowly coming down from the high, Shikamaru kept your lips locked with his as he let a few more thrusts become a mind numbing orgasm not experienced with anyone before at this level, pulling out at the very last second. Dropping in the bed, next to you, both panting with smiles tugging at your lips, Shikamaru wrapped his arms around your body, pulling both closer than ever before. Stealing a long and deep kiss from your lips, you curved up in a ball into his chest, heartbeats soothing the tiredness felt at the moment, strong arms tightening their hold around you as if afraid to not leave again.

“I love you.” you whispered, placing a soft kiss on his chest.

“What changed?” Shikamaru asked, a smile gracing his lips, cheeks resting on top of your head.

“I did.” you replied with a grin, remembering how you already had this conversation and how fitting it was. “Coming back here was not what I had expected.”

“Hm.” Shikamaru hummed, fingers rubbing circles on the small of your back. “I love you too.”

“What changed?” you asked, head tilting upwards to meet his gaze.

“I did.” Shikamaru replied lowering himself slightly, lips capturing yours before delivering the final line of the conversation that started it all. “Having you back here was not what I had expected.”

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Okay but...

Inoichi x reader x Shikaku?

AYOOOO?

😵‍💫 that’s such a nice combo right there

#summer responds

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summary: general hcs for inoichi

characters: inoichi yamanaka

tags: fluff, dating hcs but devolved into general hcs

a/n: there's NOT ENOUGH inoichi content in the world, he gets slept on so much and I'm here to FIX that he's my absolute favorite 😭 this is completely self indulgent

Inoichi is aloof but he's a passionate and determined man in every aspect of his life

Lives for domesticity and a regular routine, but always welcomes adventures and the unexpected

Just not constantly yknow? Something big happens and he's content with nothing else happening for a good month

Love language is gift giving and acts of service

Everytime he sees you he wants to be able to give you something, even if it's just a flower or something he found out in the woods while training

But also material presents like things you looked at through a window and said "oh that looks nice"

Inoichi will 100% do your dishes for you, in fact he quite likes washing dishes

Just...don't ask him to do laundry

Straight up hired a maid just so he wouldn't have to do his and Ino's laundry

Can cook decently, nothing overly fancy or extreme, his meals are usually more hearty and filling

Inoichi as a crockpot cooker 💀

"I throw everything in there in the morning and by the time I get home, it's done. The perfect sidekick for a busy single dad like me!"

Inoichi pls you sound like white woman on pintrest

Modern AU he'd definitely be a sports dad. Especially softball, soccer, and volleyball. He is the dad screaming in the stands with a homemade sign.

B-Best girl dad 😭

He may not fully understand his daughter and how to raise a girl, especially as a single parent, but gdi he's trying 😤

Shows up twenty minutes late to meetings bc toddler Ino wanted to blow dandelions

baby ino: *babbles during a meeting*

Inoichi: no, no, she's got a point...

#if anyone so much as mentions shikaku on this post im beating u with a stick #reader insert #x reader #naruto x you #naruto x reader #inoichi x reader #yamanaka inoichi #inoichi yamanaka #🎴{queue jutsu}🎴

[wooobuddyletsgetnasty]

KINTOBER BAYBEEE 🎃

DAY 4:

BONDAGE w/ INOICHI

If anything, his rope work was beautiful. It wrapped from your neck, across your chest, at the peak of your hips, and further to places you couldn’t see without damn near choking yourself. Granted, you were currently stuck in it, with no way to escape, unable to move your arms, or even your ankles. He was watching you test exactly what you could move from across the room, and when you met his bright gaze, you huffed, “I’m stuck.” Inoichi hummed back at you, eyes trailing along the bare length of your bounded body, “Yes,” it was a drawl, and you could practically see the humor in his eyes, “I do believe that is the point of this.”

He of course, was right, but that didn’t stop you from continuing to wiggle and twist against your rope bindings, you hadn’t even noticed him stand, or take steps towards you, “You’re going to give yourself rope burn.” You turned your gaze to him, stopping to admire the way the light illuminated his form, he was right, again. You could already feel the slight burn of pain from your useless tugging, but it didn’t stop you from attempting to test the wiggle room you had.

Inoichi’s hand tugged at the rope that wrapped around your waist, and every part of your body seemed to tighten, you gasped up at him wiggling desperatly. He seemed to know that in doing this, the rope would tighten around your throat as well, “Stop before you hurt yourself.” You conceded, body slumping against the mattress. He watched your face, making sure you were still comfortable, before his hands began to trail the length of the rope along your body.

Along the peak of your breasts, down towards the top of your navel, it tickled almost, and the first lurch of your body caused him to tug harshly, and that in turn, made you gasp for air, “I-inoichi..” He released you as quickly as he had done it, fingers still paving a path right to where you wanted him the most. Your thighs clenched at the first gentle touch against the top of your pussy, you were positive you were more than wet for him already. Your cunt fluttering desperately around nothing as his fingers moved to trail down your legs. He leaned, mouth pressing against your calve, you could barely see his face, and your fingers twitched, wishing you could touch him.

You just hoped he would start soon.. you were getting impatient, but there wasn’t anything you could really do about that.

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Y’all lmk when y’all find a Inoichi x reader smut cuz i got a thirst for ino’s dad 😌

#inoichi yamanaka #inoichi #inoichi x reader

[13as07]

Sweet Girl #4

(Shikaku Nara & Inoichi Yamanaka Smut)

[Artwork is not mine! Credit to unknown; I couldn’t find the artist :( ]

Requested by: All You Horn-Dogs (I’m kidding. I love you all. Please keep requesting stories)

Word Count: 3,742

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

Age Gap (duh)

Threesome (Also, duh)

Nick Names: Toy, Chief, Commander, Sweet Girl, Spoiled Brat, Sweets, Bitch, Asshole, Daddy

Titty Fondling

Soft and Hard Dom

Grinding

Begging (ish)

Spanking

Dacryphilia

Threats of Violence (?) "I'll keep beating your ass until it bleeds"

Slight Degrading

Hair Pulling

Titty/Face Shot

Cum Eating (? Idk I suck at warnings)

Smoking

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     My nerves are trickling down to my pussy, my thighs chilly from the cold air of the night, and my mess that’s still present. My anticipation only gets worse when Inoichi pushes me against the front door, yelps from Shikaku to be gentle following the movements. "I can't wait to destroy you, my pretty toy." The Chief's hands wander under my shirt, squeezing my breasts as he grinds his boner against my ass.

"You're being too rough, Ino. Break your toys, not mine," the Commander continues to complain, shrugging his friend off of me. Shikaku nuzzles my neck with his nose, his hand busy trying to unlock his front door. "Don't worry, Sweet Girl. I won't let him be too rough."

"Promise?"

"Of course not," Shikaku chuckles in my ear, a hand wrapping around my waist when he pushes the door open. "What kind of friend would I be if I didn't share? A good friend shares everything, even the youthful cunt of their favorite girl."

My pussy tingles even more when both men laugh at me, the Commander's fingers sliding past my waistband to toy with my soaked panties. I'm ushered into the house, a second pair of hands clinging to me as I'm steered down the hallway, towards the bedrooms. As promised, music blares from Shikaku's son's room, covering his eventful night.

     The music is cut off when I'm led into Shika's room, the door slamming closed behind the three of us. I twitch around as I'm poked and prodded at, hands tumbling all over my body. At least until I'm shoved on the bed, then pushed around until I'm laid how they like. "How pretty," Inoichi coos, pushing my head into the mattress and his free hand shoving at my back so my ass is propped in the air. "I can't wait to beat your ass."

"Chief Yamanaka," I whine, trying to squirm out from under his hold.

"Don't start whimpering now. You weren't whining when you disobeyed me and came on your new daddy's fingers," the Chief grumbles, pulling his hands away from me to start undoing his belt.

I go to sit up, but Shikaku's hands replace his friends, fingers tangled in my hair, shoving my cheek into our blankets and the other one on my back, keeping my ass in the air. "Be my Sweet Girl and take your punishment. The better you behave, the sooner it'll be over."

My Commander's cooing is followed by his friend tugging my panties down my legs, disapproving clicks of his tongue filling my ears. "Look how soaked you are. What a desperate, fertile young lady you are."

"Inoichi," I whine, squirming around again. "Don't say that."

"Why not?" He asks, tone cautious, and his hands massaging my hips as Shikaku's hands rub my back and my scalp.

"It makes me uncomfortable," I murmur, settling back into the position I was placed in.

"Sorry, Sweetheart," Inoichi coos, littering my back with kisses before he stands up straight again. "It won't get you out of your punishment though."

I let out another whine, rubbing my face against the bed. "Meanie."

"Spoiled brat. You have a spoiled brat, Shikaku. He turned you into a brat," the Chief grumbles, his belt snapping as he rips it off, the sound making me rub my thighs together.

Inoichi rubs my ass, kneading my flesh, Commander following his lead and rubbing me again.

Smack

"Fuck, ow. Chief," I whine, trying - and failing - to shoot up from my spread-out position.

"You're fine. Stop whining," Chief grumbles, rubbing the sore spot on my butt.

Smack, smack. Smack, smack.

"Chief," I whimper again, my back being pushed down by Shikaku as I squirm around.

Smack, smack, smack. Smack, smack, smack.

"Come on, Chief," I cry, tears prickling the corners of my eyes. "I'm sorry. I should have listened."

"I don't believe your half-assed apology," he grumbles, fingers making my ass sting as he toys with me.

Shikaku uses his hold on my head to pick up my head, pressing kisses right under my eyes. "You're okay, Sweet Girl. You're doing so good," he coos, his legs shifting to adjust his growing boner.

"You're babying her again," Chief grumbles, rolling his eyes at his friend.

Smack, smack, smack.

"Apologies, beg me to stop, or else I'll keep beating your ass until it bleeds."

"Inoichi," Commander grumbles, his tone warning and eyes sharp as he glares at the man behind me.

Chief Yamanaka groans out an apology, rubbing my ass again before he goes back to spanking me.

Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.

"Chief!" I yelp, shifting my ass down. These spanks were more spaced out but hurt more than the rest, making my tears spill down to cheeks. My attempt to move away doesn't work, Inoichi's hand settling on my hip, lifting my ass again. "I'm sorry. I won't cum again without permission, I promise. I'm really sorry. Please?"

"There's a Sweetheart," he hums, kneading my sensitive ass again.

Shikaku is buzzing next to me, releasing me long enough to shift his hands to my waist. "Fuck, Sweet Girl," he mumbles, sliding me on top of him. "You're so pretty when you cry," he praises, his hands shifting further down, both men toying with my sore cheeks.

"That hurts, I'm sore, you two are being mean," I whine, my tears trickling off my face, dripping onto the Commander's cheeks.

"Damn it, Sweet Girl," he groans again, using his hold on my butt to force my hips against his, grinding me against his boner. Shikaku lifts his head a bit, his tongue sliding out, running across my cheeks to collect my tears.

"You're hogging her," Inoichi grumbles, gripping my hips and tugging me off of my... boyfriend?... before flopping down on the bed next to him. I'm positioned reverse cowgirl, my hips moving again but grinding on the Chief this time. "Shikaku is right though, you are pretty, with your ass all red. Damn it Shika, why'd you have to get to her first?"

Commander chuckles, his hand snaking over to start toying with my clit, rubbing soft and slow circles into it. "I'm just better than you."

"You're just a pushover," Inoichi laughs back, shoving me off his boner, causing my face to fall into the sheets again. "Shikaku? You should go get the kitchen timer."

"Why?" We both ask; my tone curious and Commander's warning, his eyes flickering down to me. "Don't you think you've been rough enough, Inoichi?"

Chief lets out a sigh loud enough that it almost covers the sound of his pants being tugged down. "Always the sensitive one, aren't you Shikaku? Once I get off I'll get out of your hair, then you can coddle your 'sweet girl' all you want," he mocks, getting another pointed look from the Commander.

"Inoichi - "

"She'll be fine. Hell, I'll even be nice and give her four minutes instead of two."

Shikaku grumbles under his breath but does leave the room, going to collect the kitchen timer I assume. "Chief?"

"Sweetheart?" He hums, gripping my hips to tug me backward. The tip of his dick toys with me, just barely poking in me before being pulled out again.

"What's the timer for?"

"We're going to play a game." That doesn't sound good, at least not coming from the Chief. "You, Sweetheart, get four minutes to ride me. If you make me cum, you win."

     "And if I don't? If I don't win?"

     A soft chuckle comes from the older man, his blonde hair tickling my cheeks as his lips brush against my neck. "Shikaku's sweet, sweet girl. You're a smart girl, I'm pretty confident you can think of a thing or two that'll happen if you fall." He's right, I can, and it sends shivers down my spine. My body shifting from the shivers gets me a reward of more laughs. "I love how responsive you are, Sweetheart."

     "And I would quite like it if you didn't cling to my Sweet Girl so much," Shikaku's voice spills into the room, a smile crossing my lips when my eyes lock on him in the doorway. Jealousy? Waves off of him as he looks at us. "I've already stated you've been too rough with her today. Dial it back." Wrong, not jealousy, protectiveness.

     Inoichi grumbles, his dick slamming into me as my hips are pulled down. "Just start the timer. Four minutes."

     The Commander rolls his eyes but does click the timer on. He settles it in front of me, propped on the bed so I can watch it tick away. "Be a Sweet Girl," he coos, his hands cupping my face, tilting it so he can brush kisses across my face.

     My hands jump up, wrapping around Shikaku's wrists as I shift myself around, settling into a seated position. My bounces are slow, my ass aching every time I settle back in Chief's lap, and my pussy feels raw from the constant use it's been getting recently. "You have to live faster than that, Sweet Girl. You're just going to edge him doing that," he guides, pulling away an inch or two so our eyes can lock.

     "I can't," I whine, picking up my pace a bit, the added soreness causing my eyes to fill with tears.

     "Damn it, Sweets. You are making it very hard on me right now," Shika grumbles, thumbs rubbing away my tears as his eyes scree shut.

     "Use her mouth, it's not good for anything but whining anyway," Chief grumbles, his breath picking up as he flops on the bed, lying on his back.

     "I guess I could," Shika mumbles, his hand gripping my hair. "Sweets, be sweet for me and open your mouth." I obey, letting my mouth fall open as I watch him tug his dick out of his pants. He wastes no time, shoving his cock down my throat and making me gag on him.

     My mind is torn between moving my hips fast enough to make Inoichi finish and focusing on sucking on and not accidentally nicking Shikaku. The ticking of the clock only makes everything worse, reminding me that if the Chief doesn't finish my ass is going to get beat again. It doesn't help that I can't look at the timer to see how much time I have left, my head bobbing up and down Commander's dick making that impossible.

     The sound of the room is intoxicating. The slushing of my pussy gushing and my mouth sliding around. Inoichi's huffs and grunts, Shikaku's praises and puffs, it's all too much, I can feel my orgasm building, threatening to snap before I even have the chance to ask for permission.

      Right as I'm about to break, the timer goes off, shooting sparks of dread down to my stomach as it buzzes. Before I can process what's happening, I'm left empty, hoisted out of the bed, and suddenly clinging to Shikaku. "You did so good, Sweet Girl," he whispers into my ear, nuzzling the side of my face.

     "Come on," the Chief groans, slowly sitting up. "You're ruining my game. Give her back."

     "No, I already told you. You're being too rough. She's done with your dumb punishments for the day." Commander's hold on me tightens once his sentence is out, the men butting heads - and glares as they test each other's will to dominate.

     Inoichi sighs, flapping back in the bed, and signifying Shikaku's win. "Fine," he groans, nodding his head back and forth. "You baby her too goddamn much."

     "No I'm not, am I Sweets?" Commander gushes, littering my face with a dozen kisses. "I'm not babying you. Inoichi is just a hardass."

     "Am not!" He bickers, Chief snapping upright as I'm lowered to the ground, placed on my knees once again.

      "Be a Sweet Girl," Commander tells me for the millionth time, his hand placed under my chin, filling my head up. "Take your shirt off so Chief Yamanaka and I can cover your pretty face and chest, okay? You're going to look absolutely wonderful drenched in our sticky cum, aren't you?"

     My hands instantly go to my shirt, working it up my body as my thighs rub and my head shakes rapidly. "Who's a Sweet Girl? Who's my Sweet Girl?" Shika coddles, praising me for my eager obedience.

     "At least I still get to cum," Inoichi grumbles, climbing to his feet to stand next to his friend, both men towering over me as they start to stroke themselves.

     I arch myself so my chest is puffed out, my tongue hanging out of my mouth as I wait to be covered. My position gets me praises, even from Chief, which makes my pussy tingle more. It doesn't take long for them to finish, Inoichi before Shikaku does. I'm coated in their cum, like I was promised. Some spilling onto my chest, some coating my face, dripping down my cheeks to join the majority covering my titties.

     "Please?" I whine, desperately rubbing my legs together, the warm stickiness of the two men sliding over my skin making my earlier teased orgasm even worse.

     "I guess you can cum," Inoichi says, the glint in his eyes tipping me off that this won't be so easy. He bends down, scooping me up in his arms. "But not tonight since I've 'been too rough with you'. You need your rest." And there it is. Both men chuckle at my whines, kisses being pressed into both sides of my neck; Chief on the left and Commander on the right. "You'll be fine, Spoiled Brat. You can finish first thing tomorrow morning, I promise."

     "Your promise isn't worth much to me," I mutter, tilting my head to rest it on top of Shikaku's.

     Another round of laughter spills from the men, Commander carefully taking me from his friend's arms before goodbyes are traded among all of us. "Let's get you cleaned up, take a shower, and then go to bed, Sweet Girl," Shika mumbles, his tongue already sliding over my cheeks, cleaning up the mess the two men left behind.

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     "There you are, Sweetheart. I was looking for you all over," Inoichi mutters into my ear, his hands on my shoulders as he presses a kiss to the side of my head. "I started to worry that old lug left you at home."

     "Nope, I'm here to suffocate in boredom," I answer, tipping my head to look up at the Yamanaka Chief.

     Lord Sixth is having a meeting about Lord knows what with the Chiefs of the village, which requires Shikaku as both the Chief of his clan and the Lord's adviser to attend. Shikamaru, on the other hand, joined to start his training to take over the clan and his father's role as the Hokage's advisor.

Besides my relationship with Shikaku - and being his bragged about arm candy - there’s not really a reason I’m here. He swears it’s to help with the stress these meetings bring him, but I think he’s just clingy. It’s a weird shift from his unattached son who didn’t seem to care where I was or what I did as long as it wasn’t with Shino or Naruto. It’s nice having someone who wants to know what you’re doing, and who wants you by their side.

“Did Ino come with you tonight?” I ask, trying to have any kind of conversation that doesn’t have to do with numbers or percentages for once tonight.

Inoichi lets out a small chuckle, a smile on his face as he shakes his head. “No, she did not. I swear that girl has no interest in taking over the clan. Though, she has shown great promise to one day take over the Barrier Team, so I suppose I cannot be too upset. What about you?”

“What do you mean?” I ask, scanning the crowd for Shikaku. Maybe I’m the one that’s grown clingy.

“I mean with your life. If you do stay with Shikaku, if you marry, become the Chiefess, you’ll only be what? You’ll be in your thirties, forties when he retires? What will you do with the rest of your life?”

I think over his questions for a moment, even though it hurts. They’re not unusual questions to me, they’re similar ones I got while I was with Shikamaru, to an extent. But now… they just… feel different. Having Inoichi paint it like I’m with his friend to fulfill the life I was promised by Shikamaru leaves a bad taste in my mouth. Is that what people think I’m doing? Is that why I’m so entranced in the Commander? Because he’s safe? Because not a lot changes between being with his son and being with him?

“I don’t know if I will spend my life with Shikaku,” I mutter, scanning the crowd for him again. “If I do, he has already done the family thing, so I doubt we’d ever have kids. Even if he does one day wish to marry me, I will not say yes until he retires. This generation already has a chiefess, they have Yoshino. The Nara Clan will not have another chiefess until Shikamaru is wed. As for retiring, my clan believes in leaving the Shinobi serves earlier than most. Do not tempt fate and make room for the next generation to spread their wings kind of thing, you know?”

Inoichi hums softly, his hands massaging my shoulders as he thinks over my answer. “I do not think Yoshino would be angry if you became chiefess.”

“I don’t think so either, but it is how I wish to respect her life. She was important to me, even if my actions tend to make people believe otherwise.”

Chief Yamanaka stays silent, his hands slowly falling to cling to the dips of my elbows. “Sweetheart,” he finally whispers in my ear, his hands rubbing my arms. “The… things I have done to… to you… they do not change my care for you. I may know Shikaku will never purposely make you feel trapped, but I also know when he gets attached he… he gets really attached. Do not feel trapped because of the decisions you have made.”

I know the words are meant with care and are meant to comfort me - and they do - but I can’t help but tease the man. “I hope it changes how you care a little bit, Chief Yamanaka, or else there’s going to be some real sticky issues.”

He lets out an airy laugh, another kiss planted to the side of my head and another shoulder squeeze paired with it. “Perhaps I care about you a bit differently than I have before, yes. For now, I should go mingle with my fellow chiefs. Just keep in mind, Sweetheart, there is never an expiration on my offer. Do you understand?”

“Yes sir.”

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     Shikaku's soft humming wraps around me, the bored-with-life Shinobi strolling behind me as I shoot forward. His equally bored but a lot more pissy son strolls next to him, occasionally sending daggers my way as I move around the road.

There's still some hurt feeling between Shikamaru and me - him more than me, but I still think he's going to do excellent taking over for his father in the coming years. I will admit, sleeping with his dad and forming... whatever I am with Shikaku probably wasn't the most appropriate decision of my life. Despite that, I wouldn't change it and still hold strong in my thoughts that Shikamaru doesn't get a say in what I do anymore; even if Shikaku is his dad.

"Come on, slowpokes," I yell at them, hopping up the first step to their apartment complex.

"Hold your horses, Sweet Girl," Shikaku mumbles, his hand wrapping around my waist to tug me off the steps. "I want a cigarette before I go inside."

"Fine," I groan, letting him lead me around the side of the building.

"Are you coming Shikamaru?" He husks out, eyes glancing toward his son. "If not, you are more than welcome to wait for me inside."

Shikamaru shoves his hands into his pockets, eyes glancing between me and the side as he rolls his shoulders. "Ya, I should probably have a smoke before bed. I'll be antsy if I don't," he murmurs, rolling his shoulders once more before he trails after us.

Shikaku settles in one of the shadows cast by the building, his back pressed against the brick material. I mimic his position, leaning against the wall too. Shikamaru stalls for a moment, eyes flickering between his dad and me before he mirrors the two of us, leaning against the wall next to me.

"Addicts," I tease, tilting my head up to watch the melting colors of the sunset. Shikaku snakes his arm over my hips again, letting it rest loosely around me as his fingers toy with my side, occasionally dipping his fingertips into me as if he's trying to remind me he's there.

"You smoke too. Socially, at least," Shikamaru mumbles, a cigarette already resting between his lips, hands cupping the end as he lights it.

     "You do?" Shikaku asks, head tilting to the side to look at me, his hand busy placing a cigarette between his lips as well. I hum a yes, using the tip of my shoe to toy with dirt. "Do you want one?"

     "She doesn't smoke menthols," Shikamaru butts in before I can answer, rolling his eyes as he tilts his pack toward me. "She doesn't smoke my brand either but 'they're better than menthols' or whatever you used to bitch at me," he grumbles, eyes cast away from me as I slide one of the sticks out of the box.

     "You two need to stop smoking," I gently lecture, once again mimicking them, placing the cancer stick between my lips.

     "Says you," Shikamaru continues to groan, arm stretched out and his lighter flicked on to light my smoke for me.

     Quite falls over us, leaving the space so silent that if it wasn't for the three lines of smoke filling the air I wouldn't be sure whether this moment was real or not.

     "I'm not calling you mom," Shikamaru whispers, finally breaking the silence.

     "I wouldn't expect you to."

     He lets out a sigh, his head tumbling down to rest on my shoulder. "You're still a bitch."

     "You're still an asshole."

     "I know."

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Konoha’s Comfiest Napping Spots Part II

Warning for minor spoilers (who becomes hokage) and probably language.

𓆃The Hokage Office

It very much depends on who is Hokage. 

Kakashi won’t care too much. In fact, he’d probably lay down with you. You have a nap buddy and Kakashi can get out of his paperwork. 

You better pray that you don’t pull that stuff around Tsunade tho. That administration don’t mess around

Wanna fall asleep to the sounds of an office? This would probably be one of the better spots but when you get kicked out you get kicked out hard

5/10 volatile napping spot

𓆃The Valley of the End

Should be a great napping spot

There’s a waterfall and some cool statues

A lot of basking space

But sometimes

People like to duke it out there

And when they do

They go ham

2/10 not an ideal napping spot

𓆃Yamanaka Flowers

Pretty! Surrounded by flowers and good smells!

It’s sunny and serene. 

Inoichi doesn’t mind your presence that much but Ino certainly does. He’s perfectly content letting you drape yourself by a window to bask in the sun but Ino will certainly chase you out of the shop with a broom.

She wants customers only not a human house cat. 

8/10 if Inoichi is working, 4/10 if Ino is working

𓆃Forty-Fourth Training Ground

NOPE, NOPE, NOPE

Children are killing each other everywhere

There are big bugs and snakes 

Sometimes Orochimaru is there

You might be able to find a hollow in one of those big-ass trees. That might be comfy.

It’s a really beautiful forest though.

To your right is some beautiful wilderness. The light trickles through the trees casting a green and golden glow on the scenery below. A few wildflowers grow in clearings at the base of the large trees.

To your left Sasuke is getting fucking choked out.

2/10 not an idea napping spot

𓆃Training Ground 3

Another serene spot in Konoha. There’s a lot of natural places in the village, it’s really nice.

The ground is soft from the land’s use and it’s surrounded by trees for shade

Be aware when you’re napping here though

Too early and you’re going to run into Might Guy. He says he’ll be super quiet and train around you but he’s a liar. You will have a rude awakening when you’re suddenly scooped out of the way of a fallen tree branch.

If you don’t miss the lunch rush, you’ll be removed by other shinobi

Too late, and you have no idea who’s gonna pop out of those woods

Sometimes if you’re there late enough, you’ll get to see someone’s angsty meltdowns. 10/10 drama, 3/10 crying while you’re trying to sleep

8/10 pretty solid napping spot, you just gotta schedule it right

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inoichi yamanaka daddy kink? 😏

This man is calm and patient with you, but he absolutely goes crazy if you start to misbehave and become a brat.

“Just wait until we get home, babygirl.” He warns you, but to anyone else this just sounds like him telling you to be patient.

He’s soft with his words with you, but when you are both at home, he becomes someone completely different.

“Lay on the bed, ass in the air.” He demands as you listen to him. You know it’ll just be even worse if you misbehave even more.

You strip down to your panties and get on the bed on your hands and knees. Inoichi is definitely aroused at the sight of you.

“Good girl,” He says as he approaches you. He definitely makes you feel very tiny. His hands soothe over your backside.

“Count,” He says, and he starts to slap your ass. You better count every time he spanks you, or else he’ll start up again.

“Daddy, please!” You beg as his fingers tease your wet slick. He smirks as he pulls them back and a string of juices follow.

“What a dirty girl,” He comments on you being so wet already. All he’s done is spank you. You blush at his words, but he gets on his knees on the bed too.

“I wonder if you taste as sweet as you look,” Inoichi says as he leans in to lap at your arousal.

“Fuck daddy!” You whine as he begins sucking on your lips and clit. Your legs start to tremble when he slides one of his fingers deep within you.

It doesn’t take you long to cum, and if you DARE say his name, he’ll overstimulate you. He is daddy to you, and nothing else.

He’ll never let you go without cumming so many times. Inoichi loves being in charge and he’s going to make you tremble and shake as he overstimulates you all night.

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~Lost~ Chapter 3: Meeting the Hokage

Pairing: Kakashi x Reader x Iruka

Rating: sfw (for now)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2

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A little while later, you arrived at the temporary village. The sun had almost set, but everybody was still working hard. As you walked past the first row of tents, you could overhear a few words here and there. There was a tired looking man wearing a green vest and a metal shield framing his face discussing with a man who was wearing a similar vest and a bandana.

"Yes Genma, my wood style jutsu also has limits. I can only create so many buildings a day."

Wood style jutsu, huh? That must come in handy, although he really looks extremely exhausted. I just hope the poor man doesn't collapse right there.

"Here we are, (Y/N). I suggest you wait outside because I would like to talk to the Hokage alone first. You can come in when I call you, okay?", Kakashi said and you could see his eye form the reassuring smile you had seen a few times already. You returned the smile and nodded before he entered the tent.

After the long walk and all the new information you had to process, the exhaustion finally started to kick in. You put your backpack down. Had it always been this heavy? After just a few minutes you heard Kakashi call your name, so you grabbed your stuff and entered the office.

It took you barely a second to notice the tension in the room. Kakashi stood in front of a desk with a serious look on his face, although his look softened a bit when he saw you walk in. Behind the desk sat an older man, his forehead and right eye covered up by bandages.

"He's dangerous" was the first thought to cross your mind. The strange man then started to eye you up and down, which sent a shiver down your spine. You could not remember the last time you felt this uncomfortable.

"So you are the foreigner...tell me your name."

You stepped forward and bowed your head down a bit.

"It is (Y/N) (Y/l/N), um..sir. I did not intent to come to this village, but I would like to stay here for a while, if possible."

"Hmm, I see..." He closed his eye and leaned forward in his chair, folded his hands and rested his chin on them.

"You can stay in Konoha."

Your body relaxed a bit. This went smoother than you expected.

"...under three conditions", the Hokage continued. Oh no, here it comes, you thought and held your breath.

"Number one: you make yourself useful for the village. I heard that you are not a shinobi, but I am sure you can still be of some sort of help." Alright, you had already expected that. But what were the other two conditions?

"Number two: you must undergo an interrogation by the intel division right after we're finished here."

That's when Kakashi stepped in: "Lord Danzo, is this really necessa-" But he was cut off." If I remember correctly, I am the Hokage now, not you. She may seem innocent on the outside, but I cannot be sure that she's not an enemy spy. She has nothing to fear if she's really that innocent. Now my last condition: It will be your mission, Kakashi, to watch over her every move. Since you're the one who decided to bring her here, she's your responsibility."

A kind of evil looking grin appeared on Danzo's face. Something else is going on here. There's no way this is all just about me. You looked over to Kakashi to watch his reaction. His brow furrowed for a moment, but then he just nodded once.

"Of course."

Danzo returned his attention back to you. "Any objections?", he said in a threatening tone. I don't care how intimidating he seems, I'm not going to let him daunt me like that. You looked him in the eye and said: "Fine by me. Helping to rebuild the village is the least I can do. I'm going to undergo the interrogation, whatever helps you sleep at night. I have nothing to hide."

A few seconds of silence followed, Danzo and you staring at each other. Then after what seemed like an eternity, the Hokage clapped twice and two ANBU members appeared in front of you.

"Follow us."

When your group arrived at the tent of the intel division, one of the ANBU ninjas stopped Kakashi from entering the tent by holding his arm in front of the gray-haired ninja. "We will take it from here. You wait outside." Kakashi seemed fairly unbothered. "I am not allowed to leave her side. Orders from the Hokage."

The ANBU member lowered his arm and let out a discontent noise. You then entered a room with a single chair with some chains attached. You felt panic rising inside of you, but the thought that Kakashi was present was calming. He was your only ally at the moment and you already saw what he was capable of. Also you had nothing to fear, right? Two men entered the room and one of them pointed at the chair, so you sat down on it. They used the chain to tie your hands and legs to the chair.

"My name is Ibiki Morino, and this is Inoichi Yamanaka. We won't hurt you if you play along. I'm going to ask you a few questions first, and then Inoichi will take a look at your thoughts and memories. Understood?" Wait, they can do that? What's next, teleporting? Resurrection?

The interrogation lasted about half an hour. Inoichi stood up and shook his head. "All of her thoughts and most of her memories are in a strange language that I've never heard before. But from what I could see, the story she told you is the truth, Ibiki. I don't see her as a threat to the village."

"Alright then, you're free to go."

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Chapter 4 here

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promise - k. h.

pairing kakashi hatake x reader

summary you heard your ex boyfriend were in some spy’s mind and you promptly offer yourself to follow them as an ANBU member.

word count 3,308

when it happens kakashi love song filler in naruto shippuden!!

warnings lots and lots of angst

a/n so LET ME EXPLAIN WHY I AM POSTING SOMETHING THAT WASN’T A REQUEST!!!! basically, i went to a lunch party on saturday and it was open bar, so summing up, i got really drunk, got home and was like I SHOULD WRITE A FIC WITH KAKASHI WHY NOT and i did.... ofc when i woke up the next day and read it i was shocked because the whole thing was a mess and apparently i forgot how to write a lot of english words, so it was a bilingual fanfic. but once i fix it i realize the idea was really good, and i was like how come i didn’t think about it when i was sober? so i fixed it even though i should be studying really hard and decided to post because i thought it was really good.

but i didn’t give up on your requests, don’t worry. 

please enjoy this one

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“Here is something I wasn’t expecting, like... At all.”

The voice of your ex boyfriend should have startled you, but you didn’t even flinch. Perks of being used to someone’s chakra that much. 

“Kakashi.” You greeted the shadow clone next to you, while not taking your eyes from the real one, next to a pretty girl. The thick branch you were currently standing made a strange noise when Kakashi appeared, so you were ready to move in case it fell. “I gotta say, babysit you was not on the top of my list for today... Or any day, actually.”

“I got everything under control, y/n. She is not going everywhere.” His tone was harsh, his pride showing. He stood by the tree trunk, hands tucked in his pants pocket as he watched you. Kakashi sighed deeply as he looked at your eyes, which were locked on the real him, shining bright with what he wanted to believe it was fondness and love. But he knew you better before assuming anything about you. “When did you stop believing my abilities?”

You couldn’t hold the sight that left your body. Never, you wanted to reply, but you kept your mouth shut.

"That cloud looks like Naruto." You heard the original Kakashi speaking, his voice echoing through the tree while he was trying to get anything out of the woman - Hanare, you remembered. "And the next one... Is it Sasuke?" 

From where you were standing, you could hear perfectly every word they were saying, and Hanare did get your attention once she started to talk about how a younger Kakashi taught her to look in the clouds when she felt alone. Breathing heavily, you tried to push to the back of your mind the thought that you were the one who told him that.

The fact alone that he used it with some random girl - even though it was ages ago - was enough for your blood boil in your veins.

“She could easily use some jutsu on you and get away. We are not aware about her abilities, just that she can get through Ibiki's torture. She is tough. I am not to be blamed if I am the fastest from ANBU.” You frowned when you saw, between the leaves, the way the spy were looking at the original Kakashi. The look was way too familiar for you. It was the same you gave him.

“You seem jealous.” He simply stated, his clone rolling his eyes even though you weren't watching. He bit back an annoyed groan, not knowing how to deal with the whole situation.

“Don’t be ridiculous.” You hissed at him, your heart skipping a beat once you realized you were indeed jealous.

The clone shot his eyebrows up, eyeing you in suspicious, so you did what you did best. Change subjects.

“Your students are on the top of the three now. The blond one is almost falling.” You moved your glance up for a second, before looking down again to the couple.

“They are not known for their hiding abilities.” Kakashi shrugged, while watching the feet of his team. “Even Sasuke is there, no one can run away from curiosity, I guess.”

Following his gaze, you saw the raven boy there. A sad smile spread across your face. “He looks like him, doesn’t he?”

“No, actually. He is nothing like him.” Tilting your head, you noticed a sparkle shining on the corner of his eyes. Amusement, maybe.

“You really like being a sensei, huh?” It slipped before you could contain yourself. “It suits you.”

“I do, actually.” By his squinted eyes, you just knew he was smiling. “But I miss being an ANBU. The thrilling missions. Being feared by the bad guys. Fighting them with you. You, in general.”

You swallowed hard to keep yourself from admitting for both of you how much you have missed him. How much you still loved him.

Breaking up with him was the hardest thing you have done in your life. You two went from sleeping next to each other every single night, touching every time you had a chance to nothing.

The day your best friend killed his entire clan was still a vivid memory inside your head. Thoughts about the hundreds of people dead by his hand have haunted you for so long and you still didn’t understand what happened. How your loving, caring friend become a cold machine capable to murder his family without thinking, leaving only his little brother behind. You have thought about the reasons why he had left Sasuke live, and a spark inside you always shined, hopefully. Spending so much time in the Uchiha complex, you have met Sasuke when he was little a million times. It was always your favorite thing to make him blush, but since what happened you never spoke to him again. It was too painful for you to realize that something was bothering your best friend and you didn’t even notice.

Losing Itachi Uchiha was one of the worst things you have dealt with.

It affected every single relationship in your life. You didn’t know how to trust anyone anymore. Not even the guy you loved the most.

“Did she say anything else?” You questioned him, not showing any signs of being touched by his words, for his sake and mostly yours.

“No, actually. What did Ibiki and Inochi tell you?”

“Everything I needed to know to complete my mission. They didn’t get much though, she had training. Or they are getting soft.”

“Right.” He passed his hand on his face. “So you know.”

“About she not being able to forget you? Yeah, pretty aware, and after hearing this cute cloud story you told her, I kind know why.” You shot back, the words were jumbled as they came out of your mouth.

"Althought you changed a bit, I recognized you when I saw you because you are always in my heart, you are my hope." Every word that came from Hanare's mouth reached your ears. It was like your heart broke into tiny pieces after hearing that, not being able to gaze away from Kakashi's face. Desperation was getting the best of you, you needed to hear his answer.

But his clone had another plan.

He approached you, making you finally lost eye contact with the original one, to stare at his abrupt move. He was watching you with a displeased look on his face, very different from his general deadpan facial expression. You had never seen him like that and to be completely honest, it kind of scared you but at the same time, a part of you was deeply intrigued by what he had in store for you.

“Stop acting like a jealous girlfriend.” Kakashi finally retorted, as you licked your lips under his burning gaze and rested your body against the tree truck he was once standing next to.

But as soon as you opened your mouth to give him a comeback, it happened.

His whole team have fell from the tree, directly on the original Kakashi. The bump made him to collapse on the girl, taking her to the ground with him.

It didn’t take much until you realized his body wasn’t the only thing pressed against her.

His lips were too.

You couldn’t fight against the reactions your body had. Your jaw clenched, as your hands turned into fits.

“y/n...” It was all the clone said before it vanished in a gray smoke, right after you stabbed him with the closest thing you got - which happened to be a sharp branch.

Once it happened, you saw the original Kakashi glance over the tree, as trying to find something. Someone. But you knew the leaves were camouflaging you, unless he activated his sharingan, he wouldn’t see you. Although, he wouldn’t do it. It could raise suspicious from Hanare.

And you were glad for that, because as Kakashi tried to control his genin team, you turned to the other side, trying to run away from him and the tears. 

-

 “You didn’t go make the exchange.”

Once again, his voice didn’t startle you. Sitting on a random bench on the street, as the night fell, you could see his eyes shining due the orange light coming from behind the walls across the Village.

“Inoichi said y’all didn’t need me.” You lied to him, as he sat next to you, but still keeping a big distance.

“Funny. He told me you requested to be dismissed from the mission.”

You let out a sigh. “And he agreed to that, see? I was not necessary there.”

“You were right before, he is getting soft.” Kakashi let out a dry chuckle next to you. "Didn't cross your mind that maybe I needed you there?"

You sighed exasperatedly, ignoring the thudding in your heart.

“I read your report. She died, huh?” You tried to hold back a scoff, but you didn't manage to do it.

That got his attention, making him turning his head at you, confusion and admiration crossing his face. “Why are you talking like that?”

“I know her type." What you meant was I know how she feels. "I would guess she asked to die by the hands of the guy she loved and you didn't do it. You wouldn't kill her, no way.” You mumbled, glancing over the last ray of sunshine disappearing, the sky ready to fall into darkness.

The lack of an answer gave you the confirmation you needed. Kakashi could do everything, except lying to you.

“Bold move. What if she comes back in the future and actually manage to steal some big information from Konoha?” You started and the beginning of this assumed-to-be argument confused you because he seemed bothered when he first reached you but now he was calm and laid back, despite the fire in his eyes and the fact that he looked like he was waiting for the right moment to drop a bomb on your lap.

“She could have done it already, but she didn’t. I think we are good.” That words alone made your skin tingle and for a moment you had the feeling you were playing a game with him. Although you were not excited at all for that, you decided to play along.

“Yeah, she didn’t do it because of you. What about the next time? What if you are not here anymore?” The words left your lips before you could do much to stop them and you realized your mistake too late when his eyes darkened just a shade and he lift his right eyebrow. The whole situation made your voice cracked on the last question, and as usual, it didn't pass unnoticed to his trained ears.

“I am not Itachi, y/n. I am not leaving.” Your heart stopped for a mere moment as your best friend's name slipped his lips, voice swallowed by assurance. Even trying to turn your head to the other way around, it didn't worked, as he stopped you with a swift movement by gripping your jaw in his fingers and pulling your face to peer at his piercing eyes.

“You can’t be sure about it.” You finally spoke, your tone of honey and milk but your eyes burning with a fiery passion as you looked down, eyeing the floor that was lined with melted ice creams, and swallowed harshly.

“Look, I know the feeling. Losing someone.” The moment he got closer to you passed unnoticed until the moment he placed his hand on your own.

Trying to take his hand away, you felt sick to your stomach as you felt the words sitting in the back of your throat, but for the first time, you decided to give it a shot.

“No, Kakashi, you don’t." You bit your bottom lip, head spinning as guilt settled in the pit of your stomach, but Kakashi did nothing but nodding, encouraging you to keep talking. "I have lost someone close to my heart, just like you did with Obito and Rin. I lost a father figure, like you with Minato. But you don’t know how it feels to lose someone who chooses to leave. Those people had no choice. They died. Itachi did, he had a choice and still he chose not to stay. I am sorry, Kakashi, but it is not the same thing.”

It took some time until he pounded every word, carefully, and as he did it, you couldn't stop but admiring his sculpted face for a moment. Words along the line of gorgeous, stunning, perfect ran around in circles between waves of nervousness and regret.

Eternity had passed until he spoke again, and when he did, you just couldn't believe the words that left his mouth. 

“Is that the reason you broke up with me? Because you think I will deliberately leave you?”

You tried to hold a gulp, but it didn't work, feeling your mouth suddenly run dry as you decided that you necessitated to put if off because you were sure that if you kept talking to him, you would end up hitting the nearest thing out of pure frustration and that was the last thing you wanted to do. Especially because the nearest thing happened to be Kakashi.

“Just... Forget it." Coming back to your usual, you kept quiet about your true feelings and you hated yourself for that. Kakashi deserved to know everything that was going through your mind, the guy had always helped you to figure whatever you told him out and was deadly honest with you. 

Riddle with emotions you were too afraid to express, you stood up, ready to leave him, but you hesitated for a second, and it was enough for him to grab your wrist. The action itself gave you the feeling your lungs were starting to burn, causing your breathing to heave.

"I don't understand. First, you ask to participate on my mission."

Wait, what?

"Yes, y/n. I know."

But how?

"Inoichi told me."

Eyebrows arched, you got a little shocked he was even answering the questions inside your head.

"You acted like a jealousy girlfriend the whole time. Now, you are acting like you can't stand be near me. So?" The frustration was showing on his tone, clearly. There was a few times when you saw Kakashi actually mad about something, inside his usual deadpan look. Fewer things could cause this reaction on him. You being one of them.

"Kakashi, drop it." You felt a wave of anxiousness fall upon you, as you wet your lips, feeling uncomfortable with where the conversation was heading. How it even landed on the two of you? Again. You were unsure.

"Sorry if I can't be as cold as y-"

You interrupted him, before he could say anything he could regret later. "You can. You do it all the time, except when you are with me. No one can see what you are thinking. No one can wonder what is going inside your head, but I can, because you let me. It is not my fault, Kashi." 

The nickname simply slipped of your throat, and even through the mask, you could see him biting his lower lip.

"Fine, I get the part that you broke up with me because you don't love me. What I do not get is-"

The second time interrupting someone was always easier, especially when it was a outburst. 

"I didn't break up with you because I stopped loving you, I did because I am afraid to lose you, you idiot!" You blocked everything out, focusing on easing the pain that comes with relationships and working your feelings down until your heart that beat almost for him, each individual beat coursing blood through your veins, metaphorically turned into ice.

Except that, Kakashi managed to melt everything inside you just with a shining glance.

"Wait, you still love me?" He spoke every word slowly, as trying to absorb it and the same time, trying to make you realize what you have just spilled. It was just something he wasn't expecting from you. Not at that moment, not never.

"Of course I do, Kakashi. I love you so much. I'd rather die than lose you, I can't even stand the thought of it." You bit your lip and nodded at your own words. His hand came back to your face again, holding your jaw. More than once, you did your best to look away but his grip on your jaw tighter every time, stopping you from doing it.

"You are not going to lose me. I promise." Your breath hitched at the sound of his voice, and the way his eyes squinted, a proof he smiled carried a warmth that caught you entirely off guard.

"Stop making promises you can't keep!" You choked out, fearful that you were about to cry in front of him and ruin your hard-built reputation. It was like you had fallen to the bottom before and you just didn't know how to go back.

"I promise I will keep that promise." His comment stoke you like a knife and your mouth fell open. What had started as a normal evening had ended in a way that was completely unseen by the two of you.

"Kakashi..." His name on your tongue was more a warning than anything else. It was basically a request from him to stop because everything was so much.

If he noticed it was an advice to be away from you, he ignored it promptly, as he pushed your arm to place you sitting on his lap, each leg on one side of his. 

He pulled his mask down, the sight of the lips you were dying to kiss one more time right next to your mouth. "Stop pushing me away. I am not going anywhere. Please, don't make me spend another day away from you."

Kakashi's hand ran down your waist, fingers wrapping around the trousers you wore, body resting against his. His touch was warm, practically radiating confidence after your confession. 

"It will be easier for both of us if we keep our distance." You tried to reasonable with him, already trying to get up, but the grip on your pants got tighter.

"Fine. Let's do it, but first." He smashed his lips against yours with urgency, catching you completely off guard. There was no running away from him, from what you had. If one day you lose him, your world would crash down, for sure. Although, little did you realize, you already had lost him. 

Honestly, you were the one to blame for that.

Now, he was giving you a chance to get him back, and you hated yourself for not being sure about it. It was simple, actually. He was everything to you. So, for the first time, you decided to have faith on his promises.

He parted the kiss, panting. "Fuck, I thought we needed a last kiss before going separate ways, but now I don't feel like stopping."

"Good, because you are not." You gave him a little peck on his lips, pulling his mask up. "But we are taking this to your apartment."

"Last sex?" He questioned, holding you tight with both arms, noses pressed against each other.

"First last sex." If you were afraid you were going to lose him, you might just well live like it would be the last time you would be seeing him.

"Promise?" You expected that your eyes were mirroring his, filled with love and adoration for the boy with the gray hair you had grown up with, the teenager you had fallen in love with and the man you had needed your entire life. Everything was easier with him around and you just hoped this would be just one more thing on the list.

"Promise."

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Legacy [Naruto Reader-Insert]

You’re definitely a Yamanaka, aren’t you?

Family and Village secrets run rampant. All you wanna do is survive long enough to see Naruto become Hokage and to find out who you really are.

[Fem! Reader x Various]

Warnings: Long plot. Slow-burn. The slowest of the burn.

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Chapter 8 Family Secrets

You, uh, end up not meeting with the boys after classes and instead attended a summons by Father which he sent slightly before class ended. Delivered via Yamanaka Express (which meant various other Shinobi under Yamanaka employment).

You shift your weight a little on the uncomfortable cushion that they provided you. It's a little bit lumpy in all the wrong places and it itched. The material is rough and scratchy. Yamanaka Inoichi called you for an audience in the Main house and the first thought that came into your mind when you got the summons scroll is that they are suspicious of you. Brother no longer possesses the sword and is currently in a coma so their attentions now turned to you, the next in line.

You scan your surroundings, another thing Shisui taught you. Always have an escape plan ready. Or two. Or four. Doesn't matter how many, but you must always have a plan to get out of any situation that you're in. Four Chunin at all corners of the room, armed and ready to subdue you if anything gets out of hand. Yamanaka Inoichi, current head of the clan and the head of T&I sits before you, his expression deep in thought. Beside him is another man that you don't recognize. A younger, more youthful, more pleasant looking man. His eyes look cold, despite the smile on his face. As per usual, of the Yamanaka branch members. All of the Yamanaka shinobi are trained not to show expression on their faces. Ino is an exception. Father loves to spoil her.

You only manage to find one possible point of escape, although it is very slim. You'd probably have to take down one of the Chunin guarding the corner closest to the window as quick as possible and break free. Only if the rest didn't react fast enough, or if Inoichi and the other man didn't snare you with the Shintenshin first. You place your hands neatly into your lap and adopt a passive expression. You aren't going to show weakness in front of them. The collar of your altered Kimono presses against your neck and the belt around your waist sits a little tight on your waist. You don't adjust them of course, signs of any discomfort are also considered signs of weakness.

You see the way that Inoichi's hair falls over his eyes and the way his eyes cloud in thought, you know that he's trying to formulate words to say to you. After all, he hasn't greeted you at all for the past five years. Even though he said he would... "Father." You say to break the silence, acknowledging both him and the man beside with a formal bow, with your forehead touching the tatami, whilst seated. Acting first is a sign of subservient behavior. You'll work to get on his good side. Both the men's expressions didn't change but you faintly saw a look of approval flit over Father's face before it returns to his normal impassive one. "So, you have the sword now." Inoichi props his chin up with an arm on his knee. He's sitting with his legs crossed. Not in seiza, which you are in. He's assuming the dominant position. The man beside him stands straight, shoulders wide and feet apart. His muscles are tense. They're expecting something to happen. "Yes, she chose me. I'm not bound to her yet. " You keep your head lowered. The candle flames beside him flicker. "Hmm," Inoichi lets out a grunt of approval. He's still thinking. "It seems like it's time for you be initiated. Keirai, give her the tea. You, drink." The latter is meant for you. The commanding tone he uses as he said it is proof of that. Keirai-the other man, serves you a cup of tea. You actually don't know what it is, but you saw some stuff in the cup that looked like leaf bits.  You look up at Inoichi again as if to ask him, your expression is still blank. "Drink." He commands. And you do. You put the cup to your lips and swallow. The tea has a strong, earthy smell. Reminds you of the scent of a pine cone that Brother brought home for you once. All the trees around Konoha are a special kind of tree made from Hashirama's Wood Release so they didn't really have a strong scent? Not that you were smelling trees or anything, it's something that you notice when you're outside training. The taste however stings your mouth. It's nasty sort of bitter that stays at the back of your throat. This would be the taste of earth and herbs mushed together, you think. It doesn't show on your face. "Mind, body and soul. My mind, body and soul belong to the Yamanaka Clan." You recite, you remember the words to the pledge and you memorized it religiously. But it feels like the voice coming out of your mouth was not your own. What did they make you drink? You feel lightheaded. A flicker of discomfort broke through your otherwise emotionless mask. You could hear the metal of your blade whistling in the air and there is a dull thudding in your head. "You'll have our full support. Keirai will be mentoring you in clan techniques. He will be reporting back to me on your progress." Inoichi gestures to the man beside him with a fatherly smile, "Make me proud, daughter." Keirai merely nods at your direction when his name is mentioned. Bullshit. You call bullshit.  "Thank you Father. I will uphold the pride of the Yamanaka." You bend from the waist to give him a deep bow. You grit your teeth and squash the feelings that are rising from your chest to your throat. The concoction makes you feel a little woozy, like you couldn't say otherwise. "Don't forget to send my regards to Hakunetsu. It's a shame that he's in the hospital. He's a very skilled shinobi." The head of the Yamanaka clan lifts himself up from the cushion in one swift motion and walks out of the door. You didn't miss the weight of his palm on your shoulder as he passes you. The other four Chunin follow him out of the shoji door and the last one slides it close as he exits. Your fingernails are painfully digging into your palm at this point and your forehead still touched the surface of the tatami. Did he just attempt to blackmail you into submission by bringing up Brother?

Shit, shit, SHIT. He had outmaneuvered you. It isn't like you stood a chance anyway, your family is still under his protection and provision. But at least you were aware.

Was this what brother had to go through too?

It took you a couple of minutes to prevent the tears from overflowing. Your chest hurts at the thought.

Father also basically told you to your face that he is openly spying on you and Keirai will report your every move back to him if you do something out of the ordinary.  "Report to me at 1800 hours next Monday. We'll start your training then." Keirai says, then you hear him exit the room. You are left alone in that dark room, your body still bent in that bow. The sharp zzzzing of the sword still ringing in your ears.

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Your muscles feels extra sore. You sit there in the room, seething until your emotions subsides. It is already dusk by the time you leave. You squeeze the area between your neck and shoulder in a feeble attempt to massage the soreness away. The sword hangs by your sore waist, her weight a little heavy for you. Ino ambushes you with a big, teary hug from behind. "Oh my god, we haven't talked in ages! I saw Sasuke coming over for dinner the other night. Did he talk to you? What did he say? Did he say anything about me? I'm so sorry for bombarding you with questions but I need to know!" Ino babbles on and on, tears still shining in her eyes.

She gives you a quick once-over to examine your body for anything out of the ordinary but the only thing that concerns her is the creases in between your brows. "H-hey, what's wrong...?" Your entire body shook. She calls him papa. Papa. That's the difference. They both shared the same hair and eye colours. You don't. Yours didn't even resemble Mother's or Brother's. They're all lying to you. All the adults are lying to you and you don't know why. "We can ask papa if there's anything wrong with you, he'd hel-"  "You can. I can't." You just say, plainly. Your voice is shaking and the muscles in your throat are not cooperating. The fine string that is your patience for the shit the clan has given you, snaps. "B-but we-" "He spoils you rotten and he does almost anything you say! He gives you everything! OF COURSE, you'd immediately go to him." The volume of your voice is raised but strained. It's louder than you usually speak. Your fists clench again by your side. You are sure that your palms have little bleeding indents in the middle. Ino lets out a soft gasp and her expression is a one of wide-eyed shock. Her arms around your body drop to her sides and she takes a step back, "Wh-what do you-" "I had nobody! Nobody to teach me how to meld my chakra. Nobody to teach me basic jutsu. I had to learn everything by myself. Mother is busy in the hospital and Brother always had to do missions! Always! I had nobody and once I had somebody, they leave! ALL of them do!" You scream. Your eyes are hot and there is a wetness coming down from your cheeks. Your fingers immediately go towards the hilt of your sword and clenches tightly. You aren't going to draw your sword, not on Ino. You just needed something to squeeze or else your emotions will go out of control.

Well further than now. "Shisui is dead and Brother is in a coma! And all you ever had to care about is Sasuke! SASUKE! A BOY! While I had to struggle all alone, by myself. MYSELF! Father gave you everything! You didn't have to worry about anything in your life! He never cared about me!" Your throat is hoarse and your vision is blurry to the point where you couldn't even see the expression on the other girl's face. You hear a choked sob come from Ino's direction. "I c-care about y-you..." Ino's voice is thick with tears and snot. "When is the last time you ever really asked me before talking about yourself or asking about Sasuke?" You sneer at her over your shoulder, pushing past her roughly and you leave the Clan compound behind.

You run and run and you don't stop until you reach the hospital. Your heart hurts a little at the thought of shouting at Ino like that, but you just couldn't take it anymore. The hurt. The expectations. The Loneliness. Shisui's death. You can't cope. You just couldn't anymore. Not when you feel so, so alone. You pull up by Brother's side in a rickety, plastic chair, curling up with a spare blanket that you grabbed from one of the cabinets in the room. Hound is there, reading his book in silence but he doesn't question the fat globs of tears running down your face. You don't miss the gentle touch on your cheek as you cry yourself to sleep.

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