The huge pots of soup were, thankfully, enough to fill up Shikamaru and Naruto, although barely. Naruto was still rubbing his stomach with an annoyed look, trying to see into the kitchen to find out if there was more. Shikamaru, however, leaned back against a wall, shoving a few cushions and pillows under his back to be more comfortable. Without any further preparation he shoved his feet up against Kiba and said, "Alright. Foot rub. Now."

Kiba shoved the foot aside and said, "J-Just give me a second! I have to do the dishes first!"

Shikamaru sighed and looked over at Naruto. "Hey Naruto. Go do the dishes. I want my foot rub now."

Naruto snorted and said, "Like hell! I'm not going anywhere! Kiba's the one who does the dishes!"

Shikamaru lifted his other foot and shoved it against Naruto's thick chest, shoving him backwards off the couch. "How about this? The biggest makes the rules. Now get going."

Naruto glared at Shikamaru. That shove...Shikamaru wasn't supposed to be that strong! Those extra feet and the extra mass in his muscles really gave him a significant edge over Naruto. This wasn't good...Now HIS perfect vacation was getting ruined! Shikamaru was lazy...but now he was also strong. Naruto had seen him when he got serious in a battle. He wasn't sure he could take the genius level shinobi in a one on one battle. At least not without wrecking the house and revealing them to the public. Suddenly Naruto smiled. The biggest made the rules huh? He grabbed the pots and said, "Alright. I'll wash the dishes...THIS time!"

Naruto easily carried the pot into the kitchen and began washing. He knew that he was growing. Eventually he would outstrip Shikamaru in size and THEN he'd make his move! He turned on the water and dumped some soap into the sink. He started scrubbing, sitting cross legged on the ground in front of the sink. It wouldn't take long for him to finish washing the dishes...but just the idea that he was being ordered to do this made him incredibly angry. HE was supposed to be giving out orders. Well, in a few hours at least, he'd be able to take on Shikamaru and reassert himself.

Meanwhile, Shikamaru had both of his massive feet up on Kiba's lap. "Okay, first the left and then the right."

Kiba groaned as he began rubbing the left foot. It was about the size of his torso, the heel resting in his lap while the toes were just brushing his chin. Kiba winced a little as he ran his hands over the soft foot. Shikamaru didn't walk around unless he had to so his feet were surprisingly soft for a ninja. They still had the smell of feet. There was no avoiding that natural smell. At least they weren't sweaty and stinky or covered in toe jam or something. Kiba started by rubbing his hands up and down the sole. Shikamaru moaned a little, his toes curling as Kiba's small hands rubbed over his foot. Kiba moved up from the sole to the toes, rubbing each to individually, followed by rubbing between each toe. Shikamaru shivered a little. It appeared his toes and feet were pretty sensitive. After about five minutes of rubbing, Shikamaru shifted his left with his right. Kiba sighed and started the whole process over again.

"Yeah...you're doing great Kiba..." Shikamaru said with a small smile. Kiba felt a strange sense of satisfaction. Shikamaru was being a lot nicer than Naruto and he had pushed Naruto over and ordered him around. He had enjoyed that. He kept rubbing it up and smiled as he remembered these memories.