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"Boruto ... please stop causing trouble for Iruka-sensei. Go home and we'll talk abo-" The blond threw the bucket of paint towards the taller blond, a hard glare pointed at his father. Naruto tried to dodge the bucket but it ended up hitting the chair he was sitting on, and bouncing to the back of his head. He winced in pain, rubbing the spot on his head that was hit, before looking back at the 8 year old with tired eyes.
"Just leave me alone! I'm not some stupid kid anymore! You're never there anymore so why don't you do me a favor and just disappear from my life!" Not bothering to see the heartbroken expression from his father or Iruka, he turned and ran towards his house, not bothering to lock his door as he slammed it shut.
"Stupid oyaji! I don't need him! He never does anything for me so why should I listen to him!" Sighing he threw himself onto his bed, his ears picking up the sound of the entrance door shutting.
"Why'd he even marry mom if he's never around? He doesn't deserve her, she should have married someone cool like Kiba-oji. At least he would be there for her." Whenever his mother spoke of his father, she always said that he was a proud failure. He was someone she looked up to because no matter what anyone said he would always get back up, something she could never do.
"Proud failure. That's all he was and ever will be. Just a failure of a father and hokage." His eyes felt droopy as he stared at the ceiling, not bothering to sense the chakra on the other side of the door.
Naruto was about to enter the room when his ears picked up Boruto's words.
"...just a failure of a father and hokage." He bit his lips as the words jabbed at his heart. He tried. He really truly tried to be there but with the overwhelming work and missions and just everything for the village and the many other villages it...
He sighed.
...it was becoming too much for him to handle all at once. He was not only a bad father to his son...but did others believe he was also a bad hokage?
"N-Naruto-kun...you're back early?" He glanced at his wife, who had a worried look on her face as his hand fell to his side. He turned around with a shake of his head before walking up to Hinata.
"I... wanted to talk to Boruto...We should talk to him after he cools down."
"N-No...this is just a phase. He's just like Neji-niisan, he'll come to understand." Naruto wasn't too sure about that. While Neji had some reasons for the way he acted back then, Boruto simply didn't understand that many things would be different. He really should talk to him before it gets worse.
"I'll take care of him...y-you should go to work before Shikamaru-kun comes and drags you by the ear." Naruto nodded before giving the shorter woman a kiss on her temple.
"I'll be back later. See ya." He quickly let the house, a headache forming as he jumped from roof to roof. So much paper work in so little time.
"What am I doing wrong?"
"I can't believe you! You're seriously going to stay so late again!?"
"Temari, we've talked about this before. There's so much to be done now that Naruto is the Hokage and I need to help him as the new advisor."
"But you've been gone everyday of the week! How have you not finished the damm paperwork!?" Sighing he rubbed his forehead as he shook his head and then gave her a peck on the temple to calm her down.
"It's not just paperwork. Why does everyone think all we do is paperwork- never mind...Troublesome." He mumbled out before turning to his son. "I'll be back later today."
The Nara ruffled his son's head of hair as the other gave him an understanding look. He knew his father was busy, so he couldn't understand how his mother couldn't understand. He had a very important job! A job most people dreamed to have.
"That idiot Hokage of ours. I swear Gaara didn't need any help from us when he was Kazekage. How come this idiot needs help?" Shikadai merely gave his mother a pointed stare.
"Well, the Nanadaime Hokage is in charge of an era of peace. If you really think about it, he's in charge of a lot more that Gaara-oji was. Dad's gonna be busy so we might as well get used to it now rather than later." Temari could only shake her head at her son as he tried to explain his father's situation.
"Yeah, yeah, why don't you go play with your games while I make dinner. Not that your father would be here to enjoy it." Shikadai frowned. Why was she treating him like a kid that didn't know any better? He had reason while she was just mad. Knowing her and how troublesome she was, she would throw a fit and ignore his dad for a good week.
"I'm going to hang out with Boruto. I'll come back later." His mother just gave him a glance before humming and going into the kitchen.
"How troublesome."
"Mmm..." The blond groaned out as he stood up from his chair, and stretched out before he finished the last of mountain of paper work for the day. He gave a glance at Shikamaru who put his own pen down before standing up and getting a good stretch in. Now all he had to worry about is the Hokage Summit and Jounin exams coming up.
"Otsukaresama, Shikamaru." The shadow user looked up in surprise before giving the blond a small smile of his own. It was already dark outside, the sky littered with stars as the moon shone overhead. He couldn't wait to just knock out once he got home.
"You too. Planning to sleep in tomorrow if I can. What are you planning Naruto?" The blond hummed lightly as he rummaged through the cabinet behind his desk. This made the other raise an eyebrow and walk near the cabinet, tilting his head to get a good look at what the blond was trying to find. His eyes widened as the blond brought out a light green bottle, plastered with a white paper wrap.
"Ta-da!!"
"I-Is that what I think it is?!" The blond nodded as he brought out two small ceramic sake cups and handed one to him. He really needed this now.
"Gozenshu Bodaimoto Nigori Junmai Sake! The most expensive sake known to date! Tsunade-baachan gave it to me a week ago as a present and I thought this would be the perfect opportunity to have a drink. Want some?" Shikamaru nodded eagerly, his tiredness disappearing at the offer. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity and no way he was going to let rumored legendary drink go to waste.
"Pour till I drop." The blond poured the sake into the small cups laughing as the almost clear liquid sparkling under the artificial lights.
"Kanpai!" The two shinobis clicked the cups together before downing themselves in the crisp drink.
"Wooo! That hit the spot!" The shadow-nin could only agree as a grin appeared on his face. It was strong but savory and he slowly could feel himself want more of the drink. No wonder it was so expensive. It was worth every yen.
"Here ya go! Bottoms up!" The room was filled with playful banter as the two talked and talked for the next hour, the sake slowly but surely disappearing.
"Man! You have no idea how badly I needed this." The blond laughed as a few hiccups escaped slightly parted lips, his cheeks taking on a nice pink hue as he slowly became tipsy. He had to plead to the Kyūbi to cut off his quick healing abilities and thankfully the fox, after much deliberation, concurred.
"Stay safe." The fox warned. Pshhh, what's the worst that could happen. He just wanted to feel everything right now and just drown in the buzz that was beginning to surround his body.
"Boruto just keeps fighting and saying that I'm a failure! I'm trying my best here...but it never seems enough for anyone. Hinata-chan says to just leave him and he'll get over it..." Shikamaru shook his head as he took another drink from the cup.
"That is literally the worst thing you can do. Leave a kid to their own devices and they'll become a Sasuke. We know that from experience! You gotta talk to him." Naruto frowned slightly as he grasped the cup with his bandaged hand. Seeing this, Shikamaru nudged his arm slightly to make him look at the other.
"Kids are kids. Sometimes you just need to sit them down and make them understand. Too bad adults aren't the same. Temari keeps getting mad at me because I always arrive late from work. Hell, even Shikadai doesn't berate me like that troublesome woman." Naruto chuckled slightly and leaned on his chair. He was definitely going to have a hangover in the morning but for now he just needed to release all this stress.
"Haha...I remember you said you would never marry a troublesome woman. Guess ya failed, right?" The taller of the two nodded as he took another swing at the sake cup, his narrow eyes focusing on the blond in front of him. Their eyes met for a split second but it was enough to make Shikamaru groan.
The blond was currently looking into Shikamaru's dark eyes, his eyes half lidded while his lips were parted slightly. His hair, which was cut shorter than when they were teens, was slightly messy but it still glowed a golden hue under the lights. When had the blond become so..?
He quickly shook his head from that thought.
"I-I should go...Temari will be mad at me if I stay any longer. You gonna stay here tonight?" The blond nodded grimly, a bit sad the other was leaving, as he pointed towards the side where he had already placed a rolled up futon. He really didn't feel like going home.
"Just need to unroll it. I'm too tired to go home." They both got up, wobbling slightly as the sake was circulating in their systems. Naruto followed close behind Shikamaru to lock the door and turn off the lights. The Nara was about to grab his coat when he felt hands wrap around his stomach lazily and the other man's forehead on his back.
"Shikamaru...just wanted to thank you. It means a lot...that you listened to me." The other smiled slightly as he felt the leaner blond press up against him, the sake doing a good job at making him sensitive. He turned around in between the lazily wrapped hands and brought the blond for an embrace of his own. It was so warm.
"It's no problem. Besides you provided the sake so I provided an ear. It was only fair." The blond chuckled into the other's chest before standing up straight and eye level, his half lidded eyes taking on a dark hue from the intoxication.
There was a comfortable silence but both their hearts were beating in sync as their faces became closer and closer. Their lips brushed slightly and Shikamaru could smell the sake's green apple and grapefruit aroma followed by a mineral nuance coming from the other man. He pressed their lips together into a hungry demanding kiss, shoving his tongue into the other's mouth in a small war for dominance.
They both parted to catch their breath, a thin string of saliva connecting them and bringing them together again in a more feverish kiss. Naruto felt his hands being pinned above him, having been shoved to the entrance wall.
"Shit..." Shit was right. Shikamaru could feel his heart beating erratically as he kissed the blond a third time but this time trailing the kiss down from his mouth to his chin to his neck.
"S-Shi...ka..." He could feel the curves as he traveled down and attached himself to the sun kissed colored collar bone, sucking and nibbling on the tan flesh harshly. He smirked as he pushed himself back a bit, marveling at the pulsing hickey that looked like it was made to be there on the tan skin.
Naruto struggled a bit against the man's hands, so Shikamaru let him go only to find the blond wrapping his arms around his neck and bringing him in for another hot and heavy kiss. He grabbed the blond's hips, grinding his growing problem against the blond's.
"A-Ah...haa...ah..." The blond moaned as the man's clothed member brushed against his half harden one, looking to the side with a heavy blush dusted on his scarred cheeks. Shikamaru placed his nose on the crook of his neck, taking in the blond's scent. Where as Temari had a creosote bush like smell, probably due to having living in a desert full of them, Naruto had the scent of pine and wood that gave off a home like feeling. His home, the Nara forest.
He grunted as he felt the other blond roll his hips, matching him and making the pleasure increase tenfold. Without thinking, the dark haired male bit down on the other's neck leaving a dark red bruise.
"S-Shika...maru...!" The blond gasped as the other lightly sucked on the mark, feeling pain and pleasure mix as he felt the man's hands travel from his hips to hook onto the waistbands of his pants. This was going to far. They needed to stop. They couldn't do this.
And yet it felt good.
Naruto covered his mouth with the back of his hand trying to muffle out the moan as he felt the other's hand rub him up and down in a slow and steady motion. His head was pounding and all he could think about was the man and his growing release building up at the pit of his stomach.
Shikamaru continued his onslaught on the other's neck, growling a bit as the blond muffled his moans. He should stop. He felt he should. What they were doing was wrong in so many ways.
But he found himself not caring.
"G-ahh...nghh...! Shika...maru...'M close...! Gonna-" The blond couldn't even finish the sentence as he choked out the other's named, white escaping his throbbing member. He gripped Shikamaru's arm, his nails digging into his biceps as he shook in pleasure.
"Shika..." The blond moaned out as he felt the man turn him around so his hands were placed against the surface of the wall, his now uncovered bottom sticking out. Shikamaru could only gawk as Naruto looked back, his eyebrows furrowed and face flushed even in the cover of the dark.
He gulped before massaging one dry finger against the pink entrance. The blond winced in pain as he felt the finger slide in past the ring of muscle. Maybe it was because the blond was in slight pain or maybe that's how it was supposed to work but Shikamaru couldn't help the thought cross his mind.
"He's so tight...!"
Naruto lowered his head slightly, his eyes looking down at the wooden flooring as he panted lightly. The pain that he got from the forceful finger slowly went away and as the other moved it, he felt pleasure send shivers up and down his spine. He felt his nails dig into the wall of the small hallway, mewls escaping his mouth as the finger thrusted into him. It was a new type of pleasure but it felt so good. It felt amazing.
"Nghh...haaah....ahh...!" He couldn't muffle his moans as Shikamaru inserted another finger then a third. He felt the roughness of the fingers, each small callous it had as it moved in and out of him. He groaned at the loss of the fingers but squeaked a bit as he felt something...larger rub against him.
"S-Shikama-" his voice was cut off as his cheeks were squished by fingers as the other brought him into a hot and heavy kiss. He was against the the wall again, only this time his thigh was being held up by the other's hand as the Nara inserted the tip into his wanting entrance. He cried into the kiss as the man entered him, feeling as if he was being torn apart.
"N-Naruto...kami." The blond cried out as the man began moving, slow but still a bit painful. It wasn't until the man angled himself at the perfect spot that his eyes opened wide and his mouth agape, a choked cry escaping him. Shikamaru licked his lips at the erotic sight, thrusting into that particular spot again. The blond was so warm and tight, and kami was it was addicting.
"Ahh...! Shikamaru...!!" The pleasure ripped through him with each thrust the shadow-nin made to his prostate. He wrapped his lean legs onto the other's waist, his arms draped around the man's neck as the other dug his hands into the mounds of flesh to hold him up. Naruto felt tears streaming down his cheeks as the man dug his nails into his flesh, but the overwhelming hedonism made the pain bearable.
He's never felt this way before. This growing feeling in the pit of his stomach as the other rammed into him in an intemperate rhythm and it was slowly bringing him closer and closer to the edge. He felt the shadow-nin kiss his tears away, before shoving his nose in the crook of his neck.
"Naruto...gonna-" Shikamaru let out one last thrust as he released into the man, the other digging his nails onto his back as they came together. They both heaved as the last bits of pleasure dissipated but the overwhelming heat they felt raged on.
"S-Shika...want more...please..." Gulping at the lewd demeanor the other gave him he couldn't help but feel his member in the tight hole ache a bit. He nodded, struggling to carry the man as his mind wasn't in the right place, and carried him to the laid out futon bed.
The now debauched young men were in too deep, and the addicting act the both indulged in was slowly going to shape who they were and those around them.