Theme: Theme Number 1 – Secret Encounter

Rating: M - This one-shot contains sexual themes. If you are not legally aged, then please leave, or read at your own discretion. You have been warned.

Disclaimer: I only own the plot and the meaningless words you see here. If I owned any of the characters, Shikamaru would be snogging Ino since episode one.

Inspiration: Music from Madina Lake - Pandora

Summary: Ino's back in town after been gone for awhile. She meets Shikamaru and they share a night that should've never have taken place.

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It’s hot.

Really hot.

It is the first day of summer in Konoha and boy, this summer’s starting with a kick. It couldn’t be hotter if you were inside of an oven set to cook at 180 degrees Celsius, just the exact temperature you need to cook a really tasty, yet moist cinnamon cake.

Delicious.

But not today. No. Today could really be a wonderful day. Imagine: me laying on the grass and staring at an endless blue. Then, just when my eyelids start to flutter, a single white, fluffy cloud makes its way into view. Then another one. And another.

Ah… pure joy. Laying around, doing nothing except watch clouds drift by…

“Nara Shikamaru!”

But no. I’m not allowed to do that. Nara Shikamaru is never allowed to drift into blissful oblivion, not even on a day off. Not when I’m working under the Hokage…

Maybe I should consider become Hokage myself… hmmm….

“I need to make a quick trip to the Suna. Gaara summoned me in person. Can I trust you to take care of the office for a couple of days?”

And then again, maybe being the Hokage is too troublesome…

“But Tsunade-Sama, today is my day off…”

“No buts Shikamaru!” She grabbed Tonton and her bag and stormed out of the door, only to return seconds later. “Oh, Shizune will stay here so if you need anything, she’ll help you. I trust you Nara. Bye!”

And she left. She left me alone in the Hokage office.

I sigh deeply and sit down on the chair. I check outside the window and see a tiny little cloud pass me by. Maybe I can sleep the day off, just like Tsunade does…

“Shikamaru-kun?”

It’s Shizune.

“Tsunade-Sama already left? But she said she wouldn’t leave until tomorrow!”

Tomorrow?

“What?”

Shizune sighs in exasperation.

“Oh! Damn it! She slipped off again!”

I stare at her quizzically.

“What’s going on Shizune?”

“Ah…” She smiles apologetically. “Shikamaru-kun, today is the day the villagers come to ask the Hokage favors… almost the whole village will come up here today… and you’ll have to receive them since Tsunade-Sama isn’t here…”

Oh crap.

-*-

“Yes sir, the Hokage will have to see what she can do about that. She’ll take care of that as soon as she returns from her very important trip. Thank you.”

The man thanks me and closes the door behind him. I sigh. It’s almost nightfall and almost all of the villagers dropped by.

“Are there any more, Shizune?”

I’m beat. I just want to go home and sleep. I lay my head on my arms and feel a throbbing pain coming up from my left temple. Oh Tsunade-Sama… you won’t trick me anymore…

“Hi Shika-kun…”

I raise my head at the familiar voice, a smile creeping its way to my lips since I haven’t seen her in a while.

“It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it?” She smiles.

It’s her smile, definitely. It’s her voice, for sure. And her eyes, nobody I’ve seen has eyes so blue as hers.

But the way she looks…

“Did the cat got your tongue Shika?”

Her voice is slow but extremely sexy. Her outfit is tighter than I ever thought possible, and all in the right places. I can’t help but stare.

Her hair is longer than I remember and it frames her face beautifully. Her eyes glint with playfulness and her smile has just a small twitch of a smirk in it. But my eyes do not linger on her face for long.

How could they when her body is almost exposed? Her breasts seem to have gotten bigger… or maybe it’s just the tightness of the mini, tiny top she’s wearing that makes it obvious.

However, my eyes don’t linger long enough to determine the cup size. They are pulled by some mysterious force to her perfect hips, where her hands rest, and to her long, long legs.

“Hey, my eyes are up here.”

I gasp and stare back at her face. She’s smiling. Funny, I would’ve thought her to be pissed.

“Erm… right… hum… hi, Ino. How are you?”

She smiles back and takes a step forward. Maybe it’s just my imagination, but it almost seemed as if she was walking in slow motion.

“Oh, you still have a tongue in you! Great. There are plenty of interesting things you can do with your tongue…”

Did she just say that?

“What?”

She smiles. What I would’ve thought to be a giggle only ten times sexier. Did it just got hotter in here?

“Oh, nothing silly.”

She crosses her legs and I have to swallow hard just not to drool.

“You’re Hokage now?”

I know she’s kidding.

“Of course not. That would be too troublesome for you, right, Shika?”

Will she ever let me talk?

“Hey, actually I just came here to see you. I went by your house but your mother said you’re not living there anymore. And that you had Hokage duties today. So here I am.”

I clear my throat because her folding with the hem of her skirt (and almost showing things that shouldn’t be seen in this office) has got my mouth dryer that a desert.

“Erm yeah. I moved a couple of years back. And you’re back in town?”

She nods slowly. She bits her lower lip while staring right at me. Is she doing this to provoke me or just to make fun of me?

“Yap. I’m here to stay this time.”

Good.

“Good.”

She laughs and stretches her arms, making her breasts jump up and down a little bit. In a totally hypnotizing manner. Yap, it just got hotter.

“Want to get out of here Shika? I know this great place. We can dance all night!”

And she smiles.

I should say no. I know I definitely should say no. But my mind and my body seem to agree with this saucy blonde and I get up and follow her.

-*-

I don’t know why I kept drinking at the time, but I did. I did it for a load of reasons now that I actually think about it…

I did it because she called me sissy and a sour puss;

I did it because she wanted to see if I could handle my liquor as well as I could handle my weapons;

I did it because she was getting constant attention from the male population of that bar;

And I did it because of the way she was dancing, provoking me to the extreme with all that swaying of her hips.

But mostly…

I did it because I am a coward. The worst kind.

-*-

“Ne, Shikamaru, you really can’t handle your liquor!”

She giggles in that sexy manner of hers and I instantly know that I will never get that giggle out of my mind for as long as I live.

She somehow manages to trip on something and leans on my arm for support and, since my alcohol levels are now (thanks to her), a bit over the normal rate, I loose balance and crash against the nearby wall.

Ino stares at my eyes for a moment and everything seems to stand still. Well… everything but a troublesome muscle inside my pants…

Her nose flickers and her lips start to tremble. I, being the 200 IQ idiot that I am, lean in, thinking that this situation may provide an excellent excuse for some lip action.

And that’s when she starts laughing.

Okay, maybe laughing is an understatement.

She is literally rolling on the floor laughing her (nice) butt off.

And strangely, I can’t help but join in.

“Ah, ah! My, my, my, Nara Shikamaru. You’ve grown to be a funny man.”

I don’t know if I should laugh or be offended by that statement.

She gets up slowly and shows a bit of her long legs and cleavage in the process. Yes, despite being a bit idiotic about women in general and this woman in particular, I do take that as a hint.

I smile and extend my hand towards her.

“Oh,” she giggles yet again, “what a gentleman.”

We are so close that I can smell the alcohol in her breath. We are so close that her perfume penetrates my nostrils, intoxicating me with desire, passion and handful of lust.

She seems to feel it too because the next moment she has her arms over my neck, pulling me down towards her in a fiery kiss.

Which I respond willingly.

She knocks me backwards towards the wall and starts moaning my name in between kisses. My hands roam around her back, butt, breasts, stomach, everything I can grab a hold on.

She backs away a little with a mischievous grin on her porcelain face. Her breath is accelerated and her marble teeth force her lower lip, trying to contain the desire within.

“Let’s go inside Shika.”

Her wish is my humble command.

She locks lips with mine again and forces her key into the keyhole, trying desperately to open the damn door. I can feel, more than I can actually hear, her frustrated moan.

I push her gently and smile. I can feel her, my, impatience. I turn and open the door with a gentle click.

Once inside, the ravaging war between our tongues commences once more, this time our mobile limbs want to take action as well. My expertly trained hands find their way inside her blouse and start the troublesome task of unbuttoning her bra.

She giggles inside my mouth and now I understand that her impatience and desire are, by far, greater than mine for she rips my shirt off, not caring about the troublesome buttons.

Suddenly I hear the wind blow outside and I am pushed to the harsh reality that surrounds us.

I groan and push Ino away from me. And that simple, yet Herculean effort takes away part of my soul.

“Ino… I… I can’t do this… I have… I…”

She breathes heavily from all the action that has taken place and from the anticipation of all the action she knows will take place.

Her smile is more a smirk than anything.

“I know what you have, Shikamaru. And I couldn’t care less.”

And with that she throws herself at me once more and has me backtracking my way to her bedroom, knocking every frame, every vase and object that might have been standing in the way.

And just like that, my mind does not wander once more to the outside world or the blowing wind.

All that matters is now.

-*-

Her scent is everywhere.

Her hands grip my back tightly and her lips let out the most beautiful, entrancing and desiring moans that I ever witnessed.

I have to swallow a grin.

She’s moaning on my account.

“Faster!”

Her voice is not pleading. That was not a request. It was an order. A command.

I thrust myself inside of her faster and harder and I can feel her tightening around me.

“Yes!!”

She throws her head backwards in extreme pleasure and grips the sheets with so much force that I can hear ripping.

I couldn’t care less.

Our sweat is everywhere.

We trained together for all those years and never have I seen her sweat this much. The small drips of salty water cup her breasts perfectly and I feel tempted to bend down a little just to get a taste.

And I take her nipple in my mouth just for the fun of it.

She moans harder and I can feel that she is close so I slow down my thrusting trying to make it last longer.

“Oh, Shika!”

The heat is everywhere.

If I have to blame something, other than the obvious hormones, I blame the heat. This unnatural heat that has overtaken Konoha for the past week.

It was the heat that got Ino to wear that tiny outfit;

It was the heat that got my head spinning after awhile (and maybe the booze);

And it was the heat that got me into this position. On top of Ino making us have the time of our lives.

I feel her tightening and I feel myself close to climax. I fasten my pace and I can see by her face and body language that she’s marveling in pure ecstasy.

And then it’s over.

-*-

We’re having a bath together. I hang my head low as the water crashes on my head.

I can feel the guilt sweeping over me like a cleaning lady with a broom on an abandoned house.

She hugs me from behind and I can feel her wet body against my own.

And just like that, the guilt is gone and all the hormones are back. It’s a two part movie, it seems.

I groan.

“Damn it woman. You have no idea what you do to me.”

She giggles and this giggle still manages to get my blood pumping.

“You’re so silly, Shikamaru.”

And her hands travel down my stomach to my inflated member. And once again the wind swipes past me with a whooshing sound.

This time I don’t even pay attention.

-*-

The air from the night is heavy with the heat and now there is no sign of the wind.

I groan for what seems to be the hundredth time this night.

I open the door and step inside my house.

“I’m home…”

I call softly but, as expected, there’s no reply.

Every single cell from my body is drowning in guilt as I take the steps to the bedroom. Absentmindedly I sniff my clothes.

I reek of Ino.

Another groan and I take of the rest of my ripped clothes and throw them into the fireplace, making a quick fire to destroy the evidence.

This night should’ve never happen.

But Ino’s in town.

And, as I slowly make my way into the king size bed and kiss the forehead of my two year girlfriend, who moved from Suna to Konoha, just for me, I can’t help but realize that nights like this will be taking place a lot more often than they should.

END

Author’s Comment: I don’t think I have ever made a story in Shikamaru’s POV… nor Ino’s, for that matter! I don’t know if I preferred this to be narrated by me or like this… but I like it! Hope you liked it too!

Oh, did you guys notice the subtle wind remarks I did in there? Hummmmmm? Temari, Fan, WIND! ^^ I guess it came out pretty clear, ne? Well, that’s all!

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