Shino sat beside his father, sweat dripping down his neck. Shibi, as usual, had no expression on his face. No anger, happiness, nothing. This is what Shino feared most. This meant that the topic could vary from a death in the family or a simple hello. The last encounter was not as bad as he thought it would be, he was simply reminding him that Ayari, one of his many cousins, was having a birthday and that he should buy her a gift.

"Shino, how old are you?" Shibi asked finally, his dark eyes focusing on his son.

Shino, who sat with his legs crossed and his hands neatly folded on his right thigh, breathed a sigh of reliefe. He could finally take off Hinata Hyuuga off Father's Approval list.

"I'm 22, Father." He replied softly, his gaze tearing away from Shibi and back to the hard wood floor.

His eyes widended behind the sunglasses as he cocked a brow, "Damn. That must mean I'm getting old."

Shino didnt know whether to laugh, smile or disagree. His father was a complicated man. But he thought it was best to say nothing at all. That was the Aburame way, whenever your confused, shut it. He couldn't tease him about age like most did with their parents. Age was something everyone tried to avoid, even the Aburame's.

"I wondered why there was a grey hair in my brush this morning. Thought it was your mother's."

The second he said mother, a wide grin spread across his face. Women were obsessed with being young, but Shiori Aburame was a different story. Every other minute, Shiori would rush to the nearest mirror and glance frequently. She made sure that her lips had just the right amount of gloss or blush.

"I hear shes coming down with the flu-"

Shibi shook his head, "I wouldn't worry too much. She's been through much worse."

"Hm."

Shino glanced at the clock. 2:19. In exactly eleven minutes he had to be at Hinatas apartment, he had promised to take her to a near by coffee shop where their good friend Shikamaru Nara worked at register. It would be a busy Saturday, but Shikamaru had assured them a table.

"Father, I'm running late to see Hinata-"

"The Hyuuga girl? The one that made you pass out the other day because she said shed like to see whats under that coat?"

He gave a heavy blush before saying, "Yes. Thats the one."

The elder man ran his thumb over his thumb and thought for a moment. "Go on then. Tell Mr.Hyuuga I said hello."

He smirked when he saw his sons nervous expression, everyone and anyone knew better than to approach the man.

"Shino?"

"Yes?"

Shibi finally remembered why he desired to talk to him in the first place. He hesisated, but looked at Shino and said, "Have you done intercourse before, son?"

Dozens of times, a few nights earlier he remembered how Hinata acted like it was 1975. Make love, and nothing but.

"Yes...Yes I have." He answered honestly, the redness in his cheeks rising.

"More than once?"

Why lie? Its nothing to be ashamed of... He thought.

"Yes. I can't recall how many times I've had physical activity, but I assure you that I'm no amature." He said, a hint of pride in his voice.

Shibi's grin simply grew wider, and with a firm pat on his back, he replied, "Thats my boy."

A/N:Haha. Shibi's growing old But he's still quite the catch! ;D Please review!