Shikamaru watched as a dog shaped cloud floated slowly by him, deep in thought. Temari had left the village the day before, leaving Shikamaru with a quick kiss. He had tried to convince her to stay a little longer, but couldn't manage to convince his girlfriend. She had a job in Suna, and didn't want her brothers to be without her too long. So Shikamaru bid her goodbye, and continued his life.

Thinking about it, Shikamaru wondered how he had ended up with such a troublesome woman. Maybe it was the way she smiled at him when she was truly happy, the way she looked at him with real happiness. Moments like that seemed to be reserved for him (and Gaara and Kankuro, of course). Or it could be the way they would tease each other, how she would call him a cry baby, and chase him around Konoha when he made a smart comment. Of course, Shikamaru could not ignore her body, muscular but curvy, not too thin and not at all fat. Temari was beautiful in her own way. She really would work him, but at the end of the day, they would always share a tender kiss. And her knowledge. She didn't have an I.Q. of over 200, but she could keep up with Shikamaru, unlike many others. Conversations with her were always interesting, and she always had a new way to challenge him.

In the end, Shikamaru couldn't count the reasons why he was in love with such a troublesome woman. And in Suna Temari was feeling the same way.

Author's note: I think this is good... Tell me want you thought. _