Polka Dots. Annoying small circles that served an amount of nothingness to the world.. Polka Dots angered Shikamaru. But here he was, watching his partner babble on about how beautiful the little circular objects were. Shut up Ino. He gritted his teeth and bit the corner of his mouth. Stupid dots. Idiotic circles. Stunning Ino. Wait, what are you thinking Shikamaru? There was absolutely no way he viewed his best friend in that way. Ino was a puzzle, missing too many pieces to be able to solve the picture.
"Shikamaru! Wouldn't purple and pink ones look good on my dress?" The blonde smiled.
"I hate Polka Dots."
"Why?"
"Their a drag."
Oh great, he had made her upset. A tear began to form on her cheek. "I'm sorry." The Nara sighed pulling her hand into his. Blue eyes connecting with brown pupils and Polka Dots were forgotten. "Please don't cry."A whisper, yet it felt like a scream. In that moment Shikamaru noticed something. He leaned down and snipped at the Polka Dot infested dress his teammate wore.
"I might like Polka Dots, but..."
"But what?"
"Only if their on you."