She stared up at the lush orange tree

Oranges

"Men should be like coffee, hot sweet and strong."

She stared up at the lush orange tree. Truly amazed at how succulent they looked. She shifted her head on the chest she was leaning on, raising her forest green eyes to it's owner.

"Shikamaru?" He sighed, wishing she would just let him gaze at the clouds. He opted to hum his response.

"Will you pick me an orange? They don't grow that juicy in Suna." She asked, having long ago learned to interpret his primal grunts.

"Troublesome women." The blonde smiled, she knew she had won. They both shuffled to there feet. As the Nara dragged himself to the trunk, the sand nin grabbed his hand:

"Thanks." Despite his annoyance, stemmed from his laziness, he smiled.

"Troublesome." He replied once he was near the top of the tree. If he was going to the effort he may as well pick the best, he thought. Temari gazed up worriedly as Shikamaru reached for the roundest, juiciest looking orange.

"Careful, if you fall I am not being you nurse maid." Shikamaru felt the full weight of the orange in his hand as he replied:

"Thanks for the concern." But as he landed back onto the earth, he saw how her eyes glowed slightly at the orange, 'interesting' he thought. "But seen as I went to all the trouble of getting this for you," he held up the orange "I think I deserve a reward." And as his smirk grew he saw Temari smile.

"Like what?" She asked close to his lips. He hummed, plastering a fake thoughtful look on his face.

"How about a kiss?" He watched as her smile turned into a deadly smirk. He realised what had happened as the aroma of oranges filled his nostrils. He looked down, seeing the orange juice trickling down her fingers, "you sneaky…" But he was cut off, and he could feel Temaris smirk through there kiss.

"Thanks." She smiled, whipping her sticky hands across his face, as she sucked a succulent segment into her mouth. He couldn't help but smile as she showed her appreciation by fluttering her eyes closed.

"Good?" He stole a segment from her, slipping it into his own mouth. She nodded her head feverishly, but stilled when he whipped his own sticky hands on her neck. He smirked, knowing he caught her of guard made his victory all the sweeter.