It's late, I'm cold, and god my brother won't stop snoring. I'm tired...and sleeeeepy, but I figured "what the fuck?" so I'm sorry if this comes out sounding...odd. And un-Me like. Lol....new word...ah...

This is un-beta'd. :P Deal with it.

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ShikaNaru Drabble #1 (892 words)

Spiked Eggnog

Shikamaru never liked the cold. He preferred warm days with soft grass and cool breezes and clouds as far as the eyes could see. He preferred shougi to chess. He liked warm tea more than cold milk and he'd rather have his hair tired tightly back into a pony-tail because he hated it when it fell in his eyes. Because it was too troublesome to brush aside. And Shikamaru hated troublesome things.

Like Naruto.

Because right now Naruto was bouncing around the Christmas party Sakura and Ino and Hinata and TenTen had put together in a large Santa costume that didn't go with all the decorations because Naruto's costume was orange, not red, and his voice was always too loud for Shikamaru's taste. When Naruto had arrived at the party his belly had been stuffed full of soft cotton and he'd had a large white cottony-beard. After about an hour or so, the cotton had magically disappeared so Naruto had readjusted his costume to fit and the beard had been taken away, too, and just where the hell had his boots gone...?

Shikamaru sighed. Naruto was so troublesome. Especially when he was drunk. Because Naruto didn't know just how adorable he looked, carting around a glass half-full of eggnog that Shikamaru knew was spiked, his hat falling into his eyes with every turn of his head because no one was quite sure just where Naruto had gotten it from, just that it was atleast 5 sizes too big for the petite blond. And when Naruto had come up and thrown an arm around Shikamaru's shoulders that had become troublesome, too.

Because Naruto drunk and loud and bouncy and adorable was one thing, but Naruto drunk and loud and bouncy and adorable and draping himself across Shikamaru and singing loud songs of a holiday no one quite remembered, was a whole different thing. So Shikamaru squirmed and shuffled and complained to Naruto.

"Your so troublesome."

And Naruto had turned to him, bright blue eyes glazed over with drunken stupor, and he'd smiled and laughed as if Shikamaru had said the most amusing thing ever. And then he leaned, if possible, even closer to Shikamaru and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"You should have some fun..." Then he was pulling away, unwrapping his arm, and running off to another section of the party, blending into the crowd but never quite disappearing because--hell!--it was Naruto and one could never quite ignore Naruto. Shikamaru sipped his eggnog as his eyes continued to follow Naruto around the party and he reminded himself to ask the boy later if it really was tiring to move that fast but then realized he didn't want to because that was too troubling, also.

Shikamaru didn't remember much that had happened after that, just that Naruto had walked around the entire party 17 times and had stopped to talk to everyone atleast 6 times. But he wasn't keeping track. No, because keeping track was too tiring and watching Naruto was even more tiring. So when Shikamaru looked up from his minutely glance at the door to see Naruto right infront of him, he would have taken a step back because that was just a little too close for comfort but even that was too tiring so he stood where he was and tried not to realize just how amazing Naruto's eyes looked.

"'hika-chan!!" Naruto slurred, and Shikamaru almost groaned when he heard the slurred voice. Almost. Because the other part of his brain, the part that wasn't fuzzy and halfway induced by spiked eggnog and laziness thought that Naruto sounded pretty damn hot when he talked like that and that the flushed look made the blond all the hotter.

"Naruto..." He said slowly, because he knew the blond was pretty far gone because he himself had only had two cups of eggnog and even now felt a little tipsy. He held out a hand to steady Naruto and when the blond smiled brightly at him Shikamaru didn't think steadying someone else was too much of a hassel.

"Take me home, 'hika-chan?" Naruto asked, yawning softly and rubbing at his eyes and Shikamaru thought it was the most adorable thing he'd ever seen but he'd be damned if he was going to tell the wasted blond infront of him that. So he gave Naruto a bored look and went back to steadying the swaying boy. "Ask someone else."

"But they're all drunk..."

"So."

"Pleeeeease???" And when Naruto looked at him just like that, lower lip stuck out in a pout and blue eyes large and round and watering, Shikamaru knew he was a sucker so he sighed dejectedly and grabbed Naruto's arm.

"You're so troublesome."

But Shikamaru didn't really think so when he saw the grateful look in Naruto's eye, and when they reached the door and the blond demanded a piggyback ride, Shikamaru obliged because he was such a sap for those goddamned eyes that it was becoming pathetic. So he grabbed Naruto's legs and made sure the boy was secure before he began walking down the street, snowflakes falling all around them because it was snowy and windy and cold and everything Shikamaru absolutely hated. But somehow, being here with Naruto snuggling on his back, smiling crookedly at Shikamaru and telling him just what a good friend he was, it really wasn't so troublesome.

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Sleeeeeeep.....xX;

Naruto- ...what the hell was that...?! You said you were going to update Sex Ed!

........I did? I don't remember...

Naruto- ::heavy sigh::

....::snore::