A/N: Heeeeeey! This is a Shikaino fanfic. I know, I know. I am confused by this ships, I really stan Shikatema, but I feel Shikaino could've developed really well too. I made this for everyone that loves Shikaino3 This story is inspired by a song in Spanish called "Procedimientos Para Llegar a un Común Acuerdo", hence the title, by the band PXNDX. I traduced the lyrics and made them into a small story. I don't own Naruto, btw. Don't forget to read and review, thanks xoxo

Chapter 1: I know I'm a little superficial, and promiscuous; I know you want to, me too. I make you sweat and you fake it well.

Ino prepared herself for the annual Ino-Shika-Chō dinner she was attending to. She fixed her long blonde hair into a high ponytail, she put on a tight purple dress that left nothing to imagination; she even put on some makeup, which she never does. She preplanned this whole thing because of one person. It was obvious he would be there, and this time, she wouldn't hold back any feeling.

Inoichi waited for her outside the house. They were already fifteen minutes late, thing you're absolutely forbidden to do, more if you're part of the main generation.

"Are you sure about that dress?" Inoichi asked his daughter as she walked down the stairs.

"I am,"

"It's just that, umm, you look very pretty, and I don't want you to feel uncomfortable, because some boys can be really stupid and—" he was interrupted by Ino's voice.

"I know. Don't worry," she started walking towards the door. Inoichi stayed at the bottom of the stairs, worriedly looking at his daughter, "Ready to go?" Ino walked outside the house, followed by her dad.

They arrived to the place where the dinner was being held and greeted everyone. Every member of the Yamanaka, Nara and Akimichi clan was there; they sat on the main table that was reserved for them, the actual generation and the future generation. It was like a normal dinner for them, Yoshino was scolding both her son and husband, Inoichi was trying to cover her daughter's cleavage, and the Akimichi were devouring their third dinner plate.

After they finished dinner, their parents stood up to talk with the rest of the clan members attending the dinner party. Ino, Chōji and Shikamaru stayed on their table talking.

"I really want another dinner plate," Chōji complained as he rested his face on both of his hands.

"Then order another one," Ino said.

"I don't want to stand up. It's too far away," Chōji groaned.

Shikamaru sighed and whispered to himself, "What a drag…"

"Then don't complain," Ino said bitterly.

"Oh, I know. Can you bring me one?" Chōji asked Ino eagerly.

Ino refused standing up just to bring him another plate, she was not her waitress. Besides, if she did, he would ask her to bring more and more.

"Please," Chōji begged.

"Ugh, fine," Ino stood up and walked to where the waitresses were. As she walked further and further from the table, Shikamaru couldn't help but notice how her ass moved from side to side with every step she took. He found himself imagining how it would be like to touch it, feel it, grasp it harshly and slap it.

"Water?" A waitress snapped Shikamaru back to reality.

"No, thanks," he said, a little bit mad because of that interruption.

The moment he saw she was coming back, he returned to his same old personality. He ignored most of what was going on with the rest of the party and focused on his own thoughts.

Ino sat back where she was and gave Chōji the dinner plate he had ordered from her. Chōji began eating the plate as if there was no tomorrow, meanwhile, Ino tried to gain Shikamaru's attention.

"You look good in a suit," she said.

"Thanks," he answered without looking at her. He wanted to say something about her dress and how sensual she looked, but he reserved his comments.

What Ino wanted was Shikamaru all for herself, and she knew she wouldn't be able to get him if Chōji was there making those horrible noises while eating. As she thought of a master plan on getting him alone, everything started to work out for her. Shikamaru stood up from where they were and said, "I'll be right back," she noticed how he grasped onto his left pocket discreetly and she realised his cigarette pack was there, he was going to smoke.

She gave it a few minutes so that it wouldn't look as if she was following him, she stayed with Chōji until he finished, which was pretty quickly actually, and then faked a bathroom break. She walked outside the ballroom and found him leaning behind a big concrete pillar, still smoking.

"Careful, those things kill," she dainty grabbed his lit cigarette from his hands and then placed it on her mouth, she took a drag and then returned it to its owner. Shikamaru gazed at her, she looked even sexier when she smoked.

"You want one?" He opened his package and offered her one.

"No, thanks. If my dad smells it he would kill me," she leaned casually on the pillar as he was doing.

"You're with an expert. I always carry perfume and gum," he offered her more of his already half smoked cigarette. She held his wrist and took a drag of it straight from Shikamaru's hand.

That small move made enough view for Shikamaru to have a peep of her cleavage. He wasn't sure why, but he was getting really turned on by her.

She let the smoke out her and asked, "Your parents don't know yet?"

He just shook his head as he took another drag of it.

"Then would also kill you if they found out," she joked.

Shikamaru took one last drag of his cigarette before turning it off and then threw it on the garbage, "Maybe they will, but it's my pleasure," he walked closer to Ino and asked, "Gum?" As he took out a pack of mint flavoured gum. Ino accepted one and started chewing it as well as he did. He then sprayed some perfume he had on his right pocket, "Ready to go back inside?"

Ino started walking first, knowing that he would stare at her when she walked away. She was right; he stared at her firm ass as she walked towards the door, he didn't move any muscle at all, he just kept imagining all the thing he would do if he wasn't the number one coward.