Checkmate

This will be a Shikamaru x Temari (I like this sooo much better than ShikaIno. C'mon. You know it was meant to be...)

Disclaimer: Aahh, this is getting repetitive...


He studied her face while she studied the board. He observed the way her brows furrowed as she tried to make up her mind about whether or not she should move a piece.

How troublesome. Just make a move already...

Her large green eyes scanned the board continuously, looking desperately for a fatal blunder he may have made that would cost him the game.

Like that was ever going to happen.

She has never beaten him at shogi before, and he doubted she would anytime soon.

Her slim fingers reached forwards, barely skimming the top of a piece, before she withdrew her hand with a soft sigh. Her hand went to her hair, and she raked her fingers lightly through her sandy locks. Shikamaru noted she always did that whenever she was frustrated or thinking hard. Currently, it was probably both.

Shikamaru allowed his thoughts to wander. He's only taught her about shogi a week ago, and she was learning fast. Unfortunately, as a Jounin, he was always on missions, and she was always helping her brother with his Kazekage business. Shikamaru also noted vaguely that she did seem to find the time to make herself look almost extra pretty every time they agreed to meet for a game of shogi. There would be a tiny bit of make-up, a flowery scent Shikamaru was pretty sure she never had before, and maybe a new hair accessory or two.

Her laughter was now filling the room, and it was like music to his ears. Such a beautiful sound…

"Hah! Checkmate! You lose, genius!"

Shikamaru snapped out of his reverie and cursed when he realized Temari was right.

Tch. Troublesome woman...


This fic takes place in the future...most of my drabbles and fics do... (future as in Shippuden and onwards)

Please review:) Constructive criticism much appreciated!!

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