"Follow Me"

Chapter 8

"Naruto, my pet," Shikamaru introduced to his parents who shared glances with each other before facing the stone-faced blonde who rose a combative eyebrow. Shikamaru noticed it and yanked on his collar. "Naruto behave." 

"This is rather demoralizing," Naruto hissed but he did loosen his shoulders. "I'm your son's boyfriend who puts up with his possessive nature because he has some unique tastes." 

"Unique?" Yoshino questioned. 

"Blondes, preferably under him and branded with his initials. Granted I haven't reached the level of being branded yet." 

"Why do you think I've brought you home," Shikamaru huffed but he turned back to his parents when they gave him a pointed look. "I'm gay and I like this peasant." 

"Classist much?" 

Shikamaru scowled. "It's true." 

"You didn't have to say it," Naruto countered. 

"How else was I going to make our social standing clear?" Shikamaru rolled his eyes

"Oh, I don't know how about saying I grew up in a lower-class family?" Naruto tossed out. 

"You don't have a family." It was said in a deadpan voice by the Nara.

"Well I do now but I suppose I'm not welcome." 

"Oh shut up and sit down." Shikamaru dragged him back into his seat. "Of course your family." 

"It sure didn't feel that way," Naruto pouted and Shikamaru sighed and leaned over to kiss his boyfriend. 

"You're twisted and depraved but still pout over such trivial things," Shikamaru seemed to forget his parents were watching as he started kissing Naruto deeper and deeper as the blonde whined for more. 

"I-" Naruto's next words was cut off as Shikamaru silenced him with his tongue down his throat. 

"Idiot," Shikamaru pulled back to give Naruto room to breathe. The blonde truly had no shame to show such a lust-driven face to his boyfriend's parents took true confidence. Shikamaru sat back down and faced his parents who had watched the exchange in pause, they were now locked with each other in a deep nonverbal conversation. Shikamaru didn't feel nervous, he continued stroking Naruto's thighs while he sipped his coffee with his free hand. The blonde placed his head on the table, wondering what he was doing with Shikamaru. 

He had to admit, he does want to play a round of blackjack or classic American poker but he had to be here instead. His fingers touched the collar around his neck and the action didn't go unnoticed by the family of three. Shikamaru ruffled his hair, a certain glint in his eyes that didn't pass under his parent's radar. After a long time of deliberating his parents faced Shikamaru again. "While we don't mind your preference for Naruto here, we do require children in the future," His mother spoke up with a stern expression. 

"Of course, I'll give my sperm to a surrogate of your choosing," Shikamaru shrugged, it was the least of his concerns. "But I want to know, this is completely okay with my parents right?" He looked between both of his parents who gave him a small smile and a huff. 

"You're fine kid, at least you didn't run off after rugging the money like you did when you were 10," Shikaku recalled fondly and they all shared a laugh at silly Shikamaru from his younger years. 

"Thank you," It was Naruto's only contribution to the subject. He knew his standing until he was branded. He was still outside, he was the stray pet Shikamaru brought home and asked to keep. He wasn't a fool of how the rich operated. He closed his eyes as he listened to Shikamaru talk to his parents, Nara's fingers buried in his hair, petting him. 

Later that night as they got ready for bed in Shikamaru's room, Naruto was fixated on the album that showed Shikamaru growing up. The same signature expression he wore today has been the same since he was a child. Only a few pages showed that demented smirk he wore when he found out something new and interesting. Murder scenes were depicted in the album, and the fascination in Shikamaru's eyes made Naruto feel comfortable. They were the two sides of the same coin. One in wealth and one in poverty but somehow had the same experiences. 

One witnessing as a master. 

One witnessing as the pet. 

The excitement in the photos was palpable. Naruto's eyes narrowed when Shikamaru got behind him, nestling into his collared neck. The Nara made an annoyed sound and unbuckled the tag before biting into Naruto's neck, blood pooled into his mouth. "How is it?" Naruto asked, he pulled Shikamaru's ponytail out. "How does the blood of a peasant taste?" 

"Disgusting, it's bitter and grainy," Shikamaru mused but he still swallowed, a slow smirk making its way across his lips. "But it does have a sweet aftertaste." 

"Oh?" Naruto hummed. 

"It tastes like poverty mixing with wealth ever so slightly." 

"Why are you keeping me as your pet?" Naruto asked, closing the album in order to push Shikamaru down in the sheets. "A quality-bred pet isn't hard to find." 

"I know, I have several like Temari but they've been dismissed," Shikamaru stroked his whiskered cheeks. "But they're domesticated and vaccinated. Predictable and educated. It's so boring being with "quality-bred" as you say," He kissed Naruto who opened his legs, pressing their bodies together. They were both hard, Naruto was left breathless as Shikamaru clawed down his back, and the blonde rested on Shikamaru's chest. 

"Continue." 

Shikamaru smirked at Naruto trying to be coy. "I want a mutt from the streets, that snarls at everything, even me. They must be corrupted with contagious diseases, I want him to bite me and infect me. Being predictable makes me lose interest so I want the other end of that spectrum. Educated? The only training a pet needs is to be content and kneeled on the floor by my feet." 

"I'm not all those things," Naruto looked up at him. 

"Which is why I've said you can be made into something, you tick enough boxes already," Shikamaru's eyes took on that crazed look of lust. "I don't mind beating you into what I want." 

Naruto stared into those eyes and smiled. 'Kami-sama, is this my soulmate?'