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Naruto had to spend a lot of time in the hospital after the war, because he had to get an arm-prosthesis, which wasn’t easy on him. Tsunade was optimistic and soon she was very busy to make a prosthesis for Naruto out of Hashirama’s cells.
While everybody else was focused on the prosthesis or mental health problems of the shinobi who fought in the war, rebuilding the village, taking missions, or other important things – Shikamaru realized that one person above everyone else, spent a lot of time in the hospital as well.
Even though he wasn’t ill at all and he certainly didn’t have any injuries. Shikamaru was amused by the situation because nobody seemed to notice that Kakashi practically put up camp at the hospital, while Naruto was recuperating.
The young Nara lazily walked up the floor that would lead to Naruto’s room. He wanted to visit his friend and bring him some fruit. He greeted Sakura at the reception desk. She told him that she would be working at the hospital now more and more often. It seemed that she liked that idea. He smiled at her and told her that he wanted to visit Naruto before going to the Hokage tower. He had an appointment with the council that same evening.
She gently smiled at him. “You are such a good friend, Shikamaru. You know the way to his room. – OH! Kakashi-Sensei is with him.”
Shikamaru chuckled. “Of course he is.”
Sakura giggled. She turned back to her work and Shikamaru decided that he would look for Naruto.
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He knocked on the door and slowly pulled it open. He heard some rustling and hurried movement and decided that it would be best if he opened the door extra slowly.
“Naruto? Can I come in?” He called. The door was only opened a little bit and he saw that the silver haired man hurriedly pulled the blankets over Naruto’s legs.
“Shika?!” Naruto’s voice was a little high pinched and squeaky. “Sure! Please, wait – only a second!” he heard a loud scratchy sound a ‘clunk!’ “Come in!”
Shikamaru snickered and pulled the door open. He looked at the two shinobi – both blushing and Naruto was definitely a little sweaty.
“Naruto, Kakashi-san, good to see you!”
Kakashi was sitting next to Naruto’s bed on a chair. He looked like he just got out of bed. His hair was completely disheveled and his uniform was wrecked and … was that a stain on his shirt?! Shikamaru really tried to hold back the laughter now, but it was getting ridiculous with those two.
Kakashi reached for his vest in an attempt to hide the stain on his shirt and brushed his hand through his messy hair. He knew exactly how this situation must look. And who was he trying to kid here… Shikamaru probably already knew. He felt a little anxious and looked at Naruto. Their eyes met.
Narutos hair was a mess. He brushed his sweaty hands through his wild hair, and he felt like Shikamarus inquisitive gaze already pulled out all his secrets. Thank god Kakashi was quick enough to cover him with that blanket! Where were his pants?! Why did Kakashi bite his neck so hard, he was sure that he had a mark there. Did Shikamaru see it? Did his hair cover it?
“Shika! I am so happy that you are here. How are you?” His smile felt a little strained.
Was that a hickey on Naruto’s neck? His eyes quickly wandered over to Kakashi who decided not to look at him at all. Shikamaru felt kind of mean, making them nervous like this, because he knew exactly what they have been doing just before he came in (and for the past couple of weeks). Shikamaru only waited for Naruto to tell him about his relationship with Kakashi. He didn’t have any problems with them being together.
If Kakashi was the one that Naruto set his mind and his heart on he would approve and cheer for his friend, but he wanted Naruto to be honest with him and tell him. There might be some people who would oppose their relationship – Kakashi was 13 years older than Naruto – but you can’t always decide who you are going to fall in love with.
“Good, thank you. I just wanted to see how you are doing. I have to head over to the Hokage tower later today and I wanted to see you before going there. So, is there anything new? Do you have any news about the arm?” Shikamaru saw the Jonin anxiously shifting in his seat. Maybe he should have mercy on the poor man and tell them that he already knew – for weeks.
The blond tried to look as innocent as possible and smiled at his friend. “No, I guess baa-chan needs more time with that. I wish she would hurry, dattebayo. I just wanna get out of here, you know?”
The young Nara nodded. “I am sure that Tsunade-sama works hard and I am sure that Kakashi-san will be happy too, when you can finally leave the hospital, ne Kakashi-san?” He smiled wickedly at the silver-haired man. He saw Kakashi’s shoulders tense up. “Of course, I’ll be glad about that.” The older Jonin mumbled an excuse into his mask and quickly left the room. Shikamaru looked at them and snorted, clearly amused by Kakashi’s embarrassed departure. Idiots. Do they really think that they are discrete about this?
“Well, I just wanted to bring you some fruits. Here you go.” He showed Naruto the basket full of fresh fruits and went to put it on the little side table next to Naruto’s bed.
“Thank you, Shika!”
Shikamaru put the basket down and realized that his left foot was stuck in something – something red?
He looked down and … “Oh.”
“Shika? Is something wrong?”
Naruto felt sweat forming on his forehead when Shikamaru bent down and picked up Naruto’s underwear, the pair with ramen design on it, the one that he wore before Shikamaru turned up, the one which was quickly carelessly discarded when Kakashi was sucking his dick so hard he only saw stars in front of his eyes.
“I guess this is yours?” Shikamaru asked and could no longer hold back his laughter. “You know, you two should at least try to be more discrete about this, if you don’t want anybody to know about this.”
Naruto gaped at his friend. “You knew?!”
“Of course I knew.” Shikamaru snorted. “What do you think? We have known each other our whole lives.” He smiled, his typical, slightly crooked smile, and turned around. Naruto was blushing and he started to ramble. “I knew that you would know eventually, but… Shika! Where are you going?! Are you ok with this?!”
Shikamaru was almost at the door. He reached for the doorhandle and pushed it down. He stopped in his movements and turned around. He shrugged and simply stated “Of course I am ok with you two. What a drag… We are best friends, right?”
Given the situation and that he was still only covered by the white sheets, Naruto decided that this wouldn’t be such a good moment to jump up and hug Shikamaru.
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