Morning coffee and a decision to be made..?

A/N: Slightly sad that no one reviewed on it, but I'm happy for the Fav's & Follows. I hope you guys keep reading happily.

Shikamaru watched his cup of coffee intensely, noting how the steam curled and floated up into non-existence. He purposely was NOT making eye contact with the woman situated across the table from him, mostly because; 1. He can't stand to see women cry...and crying she was, 2. Because she was wrapped up in one of his T-shirts and looked so good in it..., and 3. Because whenever he looked at her she would thrash around in her chair like a mad woman and start stuttering incoherent words. Therefore, he resigned himself to staring at his coffee without saying a word, but the apologies were piling up on his tongue.

"Look..I'm sorry, Miss." he said as he leaned forward, which caused the woman before him to shake in her chair. "I don't even remember what happened last night. I think we should just forget that this even happened and move on with our day to day lives."

"W-what do you m-m-mean you don't remember?" Her voice was quiet, but Shikamaru was taken aback by the murderous gleam that started to grow in her pale eyes.

"Well..." Instantly his self preservation mode was activated, and he tried to back pedal to the atmosphere of moments before. "I just don't want this to eat you up you see, and for all we know...we could have just gotten naked and slept in the same bed." He smiled inwardly at his good thinking when she stopped and leaned back in her chair, her eyebrows knit together in thought, but then she looked up at him with her brows raised and she leaned forward.

"Y-you mean to tell me..that I-I should forget...th-the most a-amazing night of my life, just because you don't remember?" With each word she leaned further over the table, until she was on her hands and knees, right over him.

Shikamaru leaned back in his chair and averted his eyes, heat enveloping his face and cooking him up. He could feel the devilish smirk trying to form on his lips, but fought it down. The most amazing night of her life? He bit his lip to conceal his excitement.

"Well, if you remember so well ..then why don't you tell me what happened?"

Hinata sat back down into her chair and blushed, her hands coming up to cover her mouth. How could she have said something so.. uncouth? She peered over at the man before her, still bare chested and slightly muscular. How had she ended up with him? How had she found herself in this situation? She had to admit that last night was spectacular...nobody had ever made her feel the things that he had, but how could he have forgotten? Her lip puckered out as she looked over at him, he was scowling at his coffee cup, his cheeks painted red and his eyebrows knitted together.

He was a very handsome man, but this wasn't how she envisioned losing her virginity. She had imagined; meeting her true love, dating for a few years, getting married, and then came t-that part. Hinata looked down at her thighs and rubbed her hands down them, gripping her knees tightly. She knew what she had to do, it was the only thing that she could think of that could save her dignity... It wasn't very orthodox, but it seemed like the best course of action.

"Please take care of me!" She shouted as she bowed her head, narrowly missing the corner of the table.

Silence followed for a few moments before she peered up at him, the look of complete shock on his face almost made her giggle. She could tell that he was thinking thoroughly on the subject, after all...he wasn't exactly obligated to take her into his care, but the fact he was even considering it made butterflies flutter in her stomach.

"Well.." He said as he stood up, "Are you hungry?" she watched him scour the kitchen and search every cabinet before he turned and locked eyes with her. "Wanna eat out?"

Hinata smiled as she stood up, the red blush on her face fading to a dull pink. "Yes, Nara-San..t-that would be n-nice."

"I can't find them," Shikamaru said exasperatedly as he sat back on his bent knees, he peered under the bed again, then crawled over to the desk in the corner of his room. "Are you sure that you had them on?"

"O-of course I d-did, baka!" She stuttered as she snatched the blankets off of her head, apparently unsuccessful in finding her discarded underwear.

When he looked up at her perched on the bed with a scowl he shrugged and gave her an apologetic smile.

"Well if they were here we would-" he stopped mid-sentence when he turned his head, his eyes locked on the curtain rod above his window. He could hardly control his grin as he stood up and walked over to the window. "Here they are." He said as he plucked them from their perch.

Hinata blushed as he handed her the delicate white-lace undies, which had been ripped down the side. She turned her head from him and bit down on her lip. Images of the night before flashed through her mind..

His hands sliding down her body, the way he roughly captured her lips as he ripped off her panties. She had gasped then, as his hand explored her most intimate of places...

"We should hurry up and go, Miss." Shikamaru said as he walked out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom. "It's almost noon and they will stop serving breakfast soon."

Hinata nodded as she stood up with her clothes in her hands, brushing her shoulder against him accidentally as she passed. When she entered the bathroom she stared at herself in the mirror. Her hair looked wild and unkept, but thankfully he had a brush set on the counter so that she could fix that problem. After brushing her hair and rinsing her mouth with his mouthwash, she lifted her blouse to her nose and gave it a quick sniff and frowned, it smelled slightly of alchohol, but it was the only thing she had. While she changed she kept looking at the mirror, she looked different somehow. Maybe it was the fact that she knew she was infact different now, although she didn't feel much different. The only thing besides the fact of knowing that she had had sex was that she could feel the dull ache between her thighs, and as she pulled up her skirt she was most thankful for it's modest length.

She walked out of the bathroom with a blush, her hands constantly having to straighten and smooth out her rumpled skirt. Walking around without panties? it made her feel like a pervert.

Shikamaru glanced over at her, she looked so beautiful sitting under the awning of the café with her raven hair shining in the sunlight. She looked like she belonged in a picture of a magazine, and as he carried their coffee's back to the table he smiled.

"How did I ever end up here with such a beautiful girl? " he thought to himself as he placed the drinks on the table, and in his other hand he held a bag containing their food.

"So you're name is Hinata, right? That's what Ino-San told me last night." He mentally slapped himself for the stupidness of that question..of course that was her name. What a lame way to start a conversation. He took a long sip of his coffee while simultaneously unwrapping his kolache.

Hinata smiled up at him over the lid of her pumpkin spice latte. "Yes that's my name. what's yours, Nara-San?"

Shikamaru hissed as he set his coffee down, it was damn hot! He bit his lip as he looked up at her and her patient expression.

"Oh my name? It's Shikamaru." He watched her nod her head as she placed her coffee on the table, and when she pulled out her phone from somewhere on her person he was slightly surprised.

"May I see your phone?" She asked quietly, with her outstretched hand holding her own cell phone. "You can also put your number in mine."

Shikamaru nodded dumbly as he fished in his pants pocket, not exactly sure why he was complying with her, but what would it hurt? She seemed like a good girl. She didn't seem like someone who he would regret giving his number to. So he handed her his phone and took hers. It was an IPhone with a lavender case, and a strap with a chibi bunny hanging from it. He smiled as he examined it, before going to her contacts to enter his number.

His eyebrows knitted together as his finger hovered over the screen. She only had four addresses in her phone. One of them was the company's number, then her father's (he knew this because it literally said father, and the other two he was sure had to also be family. He jerked in his seat when he heard his own phone clack against the table, and quickly added his number before handing her the phone.

He picked up his own and looked through his contacts, scrolling through the hundreds of names before he found hers, with little hearts and music notes decorating the sides. He smiled up at her as he shoved it into his pocket, but he couldn't help but think "Who is this girl?"

They ate in a comfortable silence, and before they knew it an hour had passed. Shikamaru was the first to stand, and he bowed to her after checking his watch. "It's getting late, Hinata-chan."

"Oh yes you're right!" He watched her also stand and give him a slight bow. "I guess I should be getting home."

Shikamaru smiled at her as he walked around the table to stand closer to her, for some reason she spoke too quietly.

"Thank you for a wonderful- brunch. I guess you'd call it that." She said with a smile, she laughed nervously as she looked up at him. Shikamaru nodded at her.

"I should be thanking you," he said before he could quite catch himself, and they both stood there blushing for a moment before Hinata pulled out her phone. "I'm sorry, that wasn't what I meant," He said as he scratched the back of his head.

He couldn't shake this weird feeling...like maybe this was his last time to be with her like this(although it was also his first time with her). Something inside of him told him to say something, anything intelligible that would stop the feelings inside of him, and before he knew it his mouth was forming words on its own. "Could we meet again?"

Hinata blushed up at him and looked to the ground as a black sedan pulled around the corner and stopped infront of the café. For a moment she just stood there before the passenger side window rolled down, and although he couldn't see the driver, the look on Hinata's face told him that she could.

"That's my ride." She said as she looked between the car and him, for a moment she lingered halfway between the two before walking towards it.

Shikamaru nodded as she opened the door and turned to him.

"Thanks again, Nara-San." She said as she climbed into the vehicle, and he could only wave as he watched the car drive away.

The walk home left him in a complete daze, and he was glad that it was the weekend. When he arrived back at his apartment he walked to his bedroom door and stood in the door frame, looking at the messy sheets.

She never answered him, never told her if he could see her again.

He shook his head as he walked to the bathroom, and as he washed his hands he looked at the marks on his neck with a small smile. "Sex, huh?" He said to himself as he pulled the collar of his shirt to the side. "It would be better if I could remember it."

As he walked back into his room and laid on the bed he sighed, the bed smelled like what he imagined Hinata to smell like, maybe it was some kind of flower? He didn't know, but it was sweet.

Hinata slumped into the seat and clutched her chest after buckling her seatbelt.

"He wants to see me again?" She thought as she bit her lip. She fished into her skirts pocket for her phone, and looked down at it. Should she text him? She shook her head and slid it back into her pocket. No, she would wait a bit longer...maybe he would text her first.

The weekend went by slowly for Shikamaru, and on Monday morning he woke up ready for work. As he walked down the sidewalk toward the subway he sighed, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. He gripped his phone in his hand as he descended the Metro's stairs, wondering why she hadn't sent him a message yet. Wasn't that why they had exchanged numbers? She never did tell him when he could see her again. He sighed again as he stood on the platform, the screeching of the train on the tracks distracting him from his bleary thoughts.

When he arrived at work he immediately dodged Kiba Inuzuka, but the man followed him like a hound. As Shikamaru sat down in his cubicle he could feel the prickles of someone watching him, and was not at all surprised when he hand roughly grabbed him by the shoulder.

"What do you want Kiba?" Shikamaru said as he swirled around in his chair, he faced the annoyance behind him with ease today. (although he really wasn't in the mood for putting up with his shit.)

Kiba gave him a lecherous grin as he crossed his arms, and Shikamaru raised an eyebrow as he suddenly leaned over to whisper, "I heard that you took Hinata home with you."

"Who told you that?" Shikamaru sputtered as he turned his chair around, his cheeks burning red. He could practically feel Inuzuka burning holes into him with his sharp eyes, and instinctively reached up to cover the hickies on his neck. They had started to fade, but they were still fairly visible.

Unfortunately for Shikamaru, this only drew Kiba's attention to the marks that he would've otherwise not have noticed.

"You did! You lucky bastard! How did you do it! I've been trying for years and it only took you one night!"

Shikamaru swiftly turned his chair around and covered the Man's mouth, "Don't be so loud about it, you idiot!" Shikamaru growled through grit teeth. "No one needs to know about it."

"So it was with Hinata-san, hmm?" Kiba said dreamily as he leaned against the cubicle wall.

Shikamaru scowled as he stood up, poking his finger into Kiba's chest. " You can't tell anyone, and if you do I swear to God I will-"

"Easy, easy there! Calm down, Nara." Kiba said as he slowly moved Shikamaru's finger away from his chest, and as he walked away he turned back to him and quietly said, "My lips are sealed. Don't worry about a thing."

Shikamaru stared after his co-worker for a long moment. Could he really rest easy? Kiba seamed like the type of guy who was prone to gossip...was it alright to trust him to stay quiet? He bit his lip as he turned back to his cubicle. He sat down in his chair and stared at the papers for a long time before he finally decided to actually do some work.

It was lunch time before he took a break, and as he stood to walk to the bathroom something in the corner of the room caught his eye. A flash of raven hair going into the hall way. "Was that her?" He thought as he walked toward the exit. She didn't work in his department did she? He made his way down the hall toward the break room, and again he saw the flash of raven black. Where was she going? Shikamaru walked to the end of the hall, to where the elevators were located, and as he turned the corner he saw her standing there.

A smile grew on his face as he walked up next to her, and he cleared his throat as he casted her a sideways glance. Her eyes widened in surprise, and a blush formed on her cheeks.

"Hello, Shikamaru-kun." She said quietly, her lips curling up into a glossy pink smile. Shikamaru swallowed hard as he watch her lips move, before he turned his eyes up to meet hers. Had she noticed him staring at them?

"Hello," He said as he shifted from side to side. Why was he so nervous? They had slept together hadn't they? "What brings you to this department?" He said as the elevator door chimed and slid open, without thinking he stepped onto the elevator with her.

"Just picking up reports," she said as she held up a Manila folder of documents. "Could you take me to the tenth floor?"

Shikamaru nodded dumbly as he pushed the button, and the doors suddenly closed him in, alone with Hinata. Shikamaru averted his eyes and she turned toward him, noticing for the first time how small of a space it was in the elevator.

"What floor are you going to?" She asked quietly as they began to ascend, pushing her bangs out of her eyes as she peered at him.

Shikamaru looked at her for a moment before answering, and mentally wanted to slap himself afterwards, "Tenth floor."

"Oh what business do you have going there?" She inquisitively asked, leaning her head to the side.

Shikamaru cursed her curiosity, of course he had no business there! He was just an errand boy who sat in a cubicle on the second floor. He looked over at the display screen, sixth floor? Wasn't this elevator moving a little too slowly? He turned back to Hinata who was patiently awaiting his answer, before finding the most ridiculous excuse. "I was going to ask for a raise."

Hinata's eyebrows shot to her hairline as she covered her mouth with her hand. "Oh really.. well good luck, Nara-San!" She said as the door opened and the bell chimed. Shikamaru exited the elevator before her and put his arm out so that they wouldn't close on her.

"I've heard that the manager can be very strict, Nara-San. I hope you have prepared your speech to convince them to promote you. " She said as they walked down a wide hallway. "I'll take you to the managers office."

Shikamaru nodded dumbly, all the while feeling a surge of panic rise up in his belly. What was he going to do? Was he really going to ask for a promotion? He has only worked there for a year! Who in their right mind would give him a promotion? He wouldn't lie, he was a hard worker..but was he any better than the other people who worked there? Mainly the majority who have worked there for more than three years? Shikamaru swallowed the spit that was growing in his mouth. What was he going to do? What if the manager laughed at him..or worse...fired him? What if he was demoted?

All of his thoughts suddenly stopped when Hinata opened a glass door that led into a large room. The room was empty, and Shikamaru walked in while Hinata closed the door behind him.

"Have a seat, Nara-San." She said in a tone that he had never quite heard her use before, but he followed her directions. "I'll be right back with you." She said with a smile as she walked around him towards the wall and closed the blinds on the glass door and the glass window that ran down the expanse of the wall. He glanced behind him as she exited through a door to her right, but couldn't quite see what was on the other side of it.

"She must be the managers secretary." He thought to himself as he glanced over the desk, to a large window overlooking the business district of downtown Konoha. He could barely hear the honking of horns and the rumble of traffic, but it was faintly there.

He was curious as to what the manager was like. Was it a man or a woman? Were they nice or strict? Shikamaru glanced around the office for any indicators but didn't see any pictures on the wall. There were some picture frames on the desk, but he thought that if he moved them then the manager might get angry, and so he left them be.

Click

Shikamaru inhaled deeply as he sat in a more straight position in his chair, and he looked back and gave a sigh of relief when he saw that it was only Hinata. He watched her walk around the room and place some papers into a filing cabinet, before she walked toward the desk. Shikamaru stared at her in shock as she sat down in the chair behind the desk and pushed some papers infront of her to the side. In her hand she held and envelope with his name on it, and he felt like the life was draining out of him.

She was the manager? The boss? He had had sex with his boss? What?

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