The Missing Pieces(A Naruto Reader Insert)

Sheltered

"Shikamaru." Once back at the camp, you searched for Shikamaru. That man has become quite hard to find, it's quite funny that while he was younger, he would pay not to move. Now though, even taking a break became difficult for the male.

As you asked around for the male, you were directed from place to place, until you finally found him heading off to who knows where, probably to smoke. The light of the few torches placed around  the camp were mirrored on his eyes, making then look as if twinkling. "Shouldn't you be sleeping?"

Brushing that question aside, you grasped his arm and took him far away from any prying ears. Once you reached a desired spot, you let go of his arm and looked made sure that no one was close enough to hear the both of you."What is it?" Quite startled, he asked as his eyes narrowed.

"Sorry." Smiling, you step back to give the both of you some space. "There's something I wanted to ask you." He waits for you to continue, and the longer you wait, the anxiousness on his face is much more noticeable. "Who exactly are the survivors of the Uchiha clan?"

Once the question was out of your system, you could only see the tention in Shikamaru's body. His eyebrows furrowed, his shoulders tensed, and a deep frown set on his lips. "Why do you ask? What did you see?" His hands flew to your shoulders and even if  the action wasn't rough, his hold was tight. 

Now your eyes crinkled at the corners of your eyes. "Answer me Shikamaru."

Thanks male's head turned away in a guilty way. "I can't answer that, that information is classified."

Your hands trail to his hands, you curl around his and lifted them off your shoulders. "I see." Taking his hands away from your body, you step back a few steps and your gaze hardens. "I'm not going to force you to answer then. Earlier today, a man approached me without the intention of engaging in battle. I wasn't able to get any information out of him, but I feel like he's responsible for this damn war. I ask you about the Uchiha's survival because he possesses the characteristics of the Uchiha."

The way he reacted, his eyes widened, shoulders tensed even more, told you more that he should have with words. "That's not possible."

After he broke from that slightly shock, he began to pace around as if he was beginning to plan something. "Give me the descriptions."

Your eyes shifted to his form as he moved back and forth. The I formation began to leave your lip, and as the last bit of it was finished, he stopped abruptly as he had brought struck on that spot. His breathing began to get deeper. "No... That's not possible." Slowly but surely, he turned around. "Do you know who you just described?" His eyes held utter panic and anxiety. 

"No, this is why I decided to ask you before I spoke to anyone else."As you shook your head, you replied. "What the hell is going on Shikamaru? You are so pale."

"T-tell me what he wanted." He rubbed his face and from the red marks that were left, he wasn't too gentle with his own person. He got close much more anxious, he took a hold of your shoulders once more as his eyes held you gaze. "What did he want?"

"Hey, calm down." Upon taking his hands in yours, you noticed how his fingers were shaking. It wasn't just anxiety that possessed  his body, no, it was worry. You held his gaze as you pondered whether to tell him the truth or not, if you did he would get more worried but what if it was important? Pursing your lips, you inhaled and then let the air out of your lungs and as it did, it felt like your body was relieved from some stress. "He was analysing our strengths." 

That wasn't far from being the truth but it wasn't all truth either. He's not idiot, he saw right through the semi lie. "He was analysing your strength, wasn't he?" 

"It...Who the hell is this man? Why are you so scared?" Relaxing more, your eyes softened. Now more responsibility and worry has been added on his shoulders.

"Scared?"His hands left yours only to make their way to your face. "Worried, I'm worried. If the man you just described is truly him..." His hands cupped your face. "I'll arrange your departure tomorrow go and get some rest." He moved back while her hands patted the pockets of the vest to retrieve a cigarette.

"What are you talking about?" Anger started to bubble to the surface. "I'm not going anywhere." Having enough talking, you beging to head back to the camp. 

"Don't be childish." His arm shot forward and grabbed your arm. "You have no ide-"

"I know, I'm not stupid. But whatever he wanted he'll get it whether I'm here or not. I'll rather stay, if I leave I'll only be putting those at the village at risk." Tearing your arm away abruptly that you felt a burning sensation from where Shikamaru was holding you. Without another word, you stopped away from Shikamaru. 

"Troublesome woman." As he lighted up the cigarette he muttered. He inhaled a puff of smoke before he began to follow you back to the camp. Yamato, he needed to speak with him. 
And yet, his heath didn't stop from clenching in pain of the thought of Madara using you. You've had enough of that, and he'll find a way to protect you. If he doesn't, then your safety is at risk and much more trouble will arise.