Yaoi One Shots

Forgiveness (ShikaxHidan)

Before someone gets the wrong impression, this is yaoi. MALE X MALE, BOY X BOY, so if that's not the type of shit you're into, I suggest you stop reading at this point.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any of these characters. That would go to the creator of Naruto.

Shika's POV

Sitting upon a tree, I leaned against it's trunk and sighed. How could he have taken him away from me..the only person who understood me. Who trained me, who was the leader of my team. How could Kami do this to me ?

I ran my hands through my hair shakily. I decided to wear it differently..it flew down my back with a small hold at the end. My sweat had made several strands stick to my forehead.

Konohagakure was quite. There was no sound except for the crickets and slight sound of mist from the drizzle of rain..When I came to think of it, Konoha was never the same from when..he died..He took everyone's happiness and a piece of each heart with him.

Guilt.

How could I have let my sensei die ? If I just could've..damnit Shikamaru ! I collided my fist with the trunk of the tree, letting my chakra leak out just a bit. I hugged my knees up to my chest, feeling the cold air bite into my skin. "How troublesome.."

I looked out over the place of Konoha once again, noticing a few flickers of lights and the sound of sleep. It was close to 3 a.m. Who would be up at this time of the morning..

Fishing around in my pocket for a light, I hum in appreciation and place a cigarette in between my lips, already hurrying to taste the sweet nicotine in my mouth and throughout my lungs.

I reach forward with my hand to light my cigarette, but oddly it is lit for me. The presence of another person courses through my body, but I show no motive to move or stand guard. If they wanted my life, then I'd simply let them take it. It would be to troublesome to put up a fight in my condition anyway..

The smoke is inhaled through my lungs and then exhaled, my eyes are closed in content. After a couple more drags, I tap the ash onto the forest ground, placing the cigarette back in between my lips. The sound of trees moving caught my attention, but I refused to acknowledge the presence..Let them think that I was unaware of their being, that would make my death quick and easy.

Closer

Whoever this person was, they were persistent. Was it in their intention to purposely be seen or sensed ? Surely a person with a motive is quick and to the point..Do they believe that they can kill me after I've seen them ? How cocky..

The cigarette is reaching it's end, and so is the persons journey to kill me, that is, I suppose. There is no other reason why someone would want to come to me at this time of the night and not have already revealed themselves. What a drag..

Throwing what's left of the cigarette onto the ground, I can almost here it die out from the drizzle defying it's ability to stay lit.

"Oh ? My little shika looks so different from the last time I've seen him !" The voice is..faint. But it definitely makes me shoot up, leaning off the trunk of the tree and looking around. That voice..why does it sound so- no that can't be right. He's dead..how silly of me to think that that could possibly be him.

I hugged my knees back up to my chest and sighed. The voice reappears again and this time it is by my ear. I admit, that took me by surprise, if only just a bit. "You seem displeased to accept who I am, Shi-Ka-Mar-U~ chan."

My eyes widened and I pressed myself deeper against the tree. What sort of trickery is this ? I have to be hallucinating..something has to be wrong with me. "H-Hidan ? T-that can't-"