HELLO ALL!
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just a little ShikaXIno love one shot.
he had to admit that at that moment in time he was undoubtedly, a chicken.
he never thought that a little girl in a purple dress could make his day a little more interesting.
he was dead wrong.
Shikamaru laid down in the sandbox, sand pooling inside of his shorts and shoes as he stared up at the clouds with a scowl.
Today, he was not happy. His mother had brought him to the park to play, but so far it had been uneventful for the six and a half year old, and so he sat in the small sandbox sulking all by himself...That is until his mother's friend arrived, and with her she brought her daughter.
Shikamaru sat up haughtily, his small, slightly chubby, tan fingers gripping his shovel and pail as he stood and walked to a near by bench, where his mother sat, chatting it up with her old friend, Mrs. Yamanaka.
Yoshino looked down at her son, a smile tugging at her lips. "Shikamaru, I have someone I would like you to meet." She said softly, waving her hand towards the other older woman.
A small girl, with short blond hair peered out from behind her mother, with unsure cerulean ovals. Her hands were fingering the ribbon on her violet dress, the lavender ribbon sliding between her fingers as she nervously stepped forward finding a little more security when her mother placed a hand on her back and pushed her gently towards Shikamaru.
Shikamaru looked at her, wide eyed and curious as she continued to walk forward. "M-my name i-i-is Ino." She managed, looking down at her lavender shoes bashfully.
Shikamaru cocked his head to the side, then stuck his hand out, looking off to his right as he waited for her to take it. "Mines is Shikamaru." He huffed, his cheeks turning a deep scarlet as he felt her hand slide between his own.
"Well will you look at that," Yoshino sighed, giggling at her long time friend. "You too go play now, Ino's mother and I need to talk about grown-up matters."
Shikamaru sighed and deemed his mother "twoublesome" as he swiftly pulled Ino, even if she did resist at first, off towards a patch of dark green grass.
He sat down however, choosing that he had not wanted to play, but instead watch the giant puffs of white in the sky float off behind the trees. He pulled his hand away from her own, and wiped it on his tan trousers, making sure to get the cooties off.
"D-do you want to pick flowers?" Ino whispered, looking over at him with a smile dancing across her small lips.
Shikamaru looked at her in disgust, then placed his hands behind his head, as if he was going to relax. "Picking flowers is for girls." He said simply, closing his eyes and listening to the wind rustle against the grass.
Ino huffed, crossing her arms as she turned to him. "Is not! My daddy owns a flower shop!" She protested, gripping her ribbon tightly.
"Then your daddy, is a girl." He said, smiling in satisfaction, as that had seriously shut the blond haired Preschooler up.
"IS NOT!" She yelled, stamping her foot against the ground with such a force Shikamaru should have noticed, before he opened his mouth to reply.
"Is too." Shikamaru said calmly, peering over at her with one eye cracked open.
"UGH!" He groaned, eyes shooting open as the immense pressure of Ino pouncing on him caused them to smack foreheads.
Ino's hand gripped his hair tightly in her balled fist, as she tugged as hard as she could. Shikamaru grabbed hold of her dress and yanked on it, sending them toppling over in the grass, Shikamaru looking down at her with a scowl.
"LET GO!" She yelled, tugging his hair out by the roots.
"Let go of me first!" He grumbled, blinking furiously as tears came into his eyes. "THAT HURTS!" He growled, his other hand grasping her arm as tightly as he could.
"OUCH!" Ino snarled, biting his hand as hard as she could.
Shikamaru released her quickly, and tried to pry his hand out of her mouth. "LET GO YOU SAVAGE!" He screamed, placing his foot on her head and practically shoving her head into the ground.
Ino released his hand and shoved his foot from her face, tears welling up in her eyes. "Your so mean!" She cried, running back to her mother.
Shikamaru stood there, looking down at a lavender ribbon that was securely clenched between his bleeding fingers.
"Troublesome girl." He thought, scowling as his mother charged over to him like an angry bull.
"Nara Shikamaru! You get your little behind over here right this second!" His mother growled, her hand raised as she grew ever closer.
"Ah, man." He thought, as his mother grabbed him by his arm and dragged him home.
"Just wait until your father gets home." She threatened, pulling him past the bench where Ino and her mother sat, her mother looking at the foot sized bruise that started to form on her forehead.
He glowered at her as he was pulled away, recieving a pink tongue and a smirk as he was pulled around the corner.
Shikamaru laid on his bed quietly, watching the rain pelt against his window pane with a sigh. "It's like the clouds are crying for me." He thought as he hears the front door slam closed.
"Great, dad's home." He thought, looking around his room for something to prevent his father's entry. Like it or not, he was going to get the worst spanking his bottom had ever faced, and all because of some stupid little girl.
Shikamaru pulled the lavender ribbon out from his pocket, and rubbed it between his fingers. "It's soft," He mumbled, listening to the sounds of his mother, angrily telling Shikato what his son had done today.
He heard a sigh, and the slow, but menacing footsteps that followed as his father walked up the stairs to Shikamaru's bedroom.
Shikamaru laid on his side, back facing the wall, and his eyes on the door.
The door opened so slowly, that he had thought maybe it hadn't moved at all, but the clicking of the door knob as it turned told him, that he was wrong. Shikamaru watched as his father's foot came through the door way, then his leg, and the whole other half of his body. His face was lined with weariness, most likely from the mission he had just gotten home from, and his facial hair was thick and coarse around his chin and throat. Shikamaru blinked a few times, not fully realizing it was his father until he saw the way he walked into the room, pushing the door shut with his foot, then leaning against the wooden door with a solemn expression.
"You promised me you would be good while I was away, Shikamaru." His father started, shrugging his Jounin vest off and laying it on a small wooden rocking chair, that his father had made, that was sitting by the door.
Shikamaru's eyes started to water, but he fought back the tears his father had brought upon him by those simple words, his mouth pressed tightly into a small scowl.
"It isn't my fault -"
"Save it, Shikamaru." His father said suddenly, his giant fingers pressed against the bridge of his nose, as he thought of a suitable punishment.
Shikamaru sat up slowly, his fingers digging into the green sheets on his bed. He looked down at his knuckled, that were turning white from the clenching. He wither didn't notice his father walk slowly over to the bed, and sit down beside him, or he simply was too preoccupied thinking of a way to save his bottom than to care.
Shikato placed a hand on his sons shoulder, and a sly smile graced his fathers tired face. "You will receive your punishment tomorrow, as of now, go wash up." He said, patting some dirt off of his sons shirt. "Dinner will be ready any time now, and I don't want to hear any complaints." He said, as he stood walking over to the door slowly, he turned towards his son. "and you better look like I beat the snot out of you when you come down to eat, or I really will give you the punishment your mother thinks you deserve."
Shikamaru nodded to his father, and sat up slowly, a scowl reappearing on his features. "If punishment is tomorrow, it must be worser than a spanking." Shikamaru thought, as he dragged his way to the bathroom to wash up for dinner. Leaving a little purple ribbon laying on his bed...
-The next day-
Shikamaru woke up to his father's deep voice, telling him to get up.
Shikamaru rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand drowsily, then slipped off of the bed with a groan. "What daddy?" He said, looking up at his father's long legs.
"Time to recieve your punishment." He said, walking out of his sons room and waiting in the hall. "Come one son! we don't got all day."
Shikamaru slipped his shoes on and ran out his door, clutching a small purple ribbon.
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They walked two blocks, Shikamaru's father infront, whistling some sort of slow tune, Shikamaru following insuit behind, his head bowed flow as he watched his father's footsteps.
They arrived at a fairly large shop, reading "Yamanaka flowers". Shikamaru gulped, following his father into the small shop and scowling at the fresh smell of lillies that filled the air. That girl had smelt the same way.
"Shikamaru," His father grumbled, grabbing his son by the arm and pulling him up to the counter, where a man with long blond hair, that reached his shoulders sat, his mouth shaped into a handsome smirk. "Tell the man what you want."
Shikamaru looked back at his father, not really comprehending. "Go on, tell him you want to apologize for the way you acted yesterday towards his daughter."
Shikamaru gulped, looking the muscular man before him up and down for a moment. "I hope she didn't say I called him a woman.." He thought, before clearing his throat.
"I wish to apologize for my rude and animalistic behavior." He said, looking off to the side with a scowl. "Gomen, Mr. Yamanaka."
Inoichi smiled at the boy, but shook his head. "I'm not the one you should apologize to kiddo, your going to have to tell it to Ino."
Shikamaru sighed inwardly, registering the strong grip his father administrated against his small arms, he groaned. "Yes, sir."
He felt his father release him, and he stumbled slightly as he walked towards where the man was pointing, behind the counter.
Shikamaru walked through the back door of the flower shop and sighed, looking at all the exotic plants that were sitting upon shelves, he spotted a small girl, around his age, pressed between the rows of flowers, hummign as she poured water onto their roots.
"Uhm, excuse me." He said quietly, his demeanor changing as soon as he saw it was Ino. "But I just came by to-"
"Go away meanie!" She said, glaring up at him, as she hovered over her small white flowers.
Shikamaru sighed, and did what any boy would do, rolled his eyes. "Listen here blondie-" He started, before hearing his father "ahem." Behind him.
Shikamaru took a shaking breath, his hands clenching as he looked over at the girl, in a lavender dress. His hand immediately went to his pocket, where he pulled out the small ribbon.
"I just wanted to apologize for being a stupid meanie," He said, walking towards her with his hand held out.
Ino looked at him cautiously, her eyes still slanted into a threatening glare.
"I brought back yoru ribbon." He said quietly, opening his fingers so that she could se the small peice of cloth.
Ino smiled, rolling his fingers back over the ribbon. "I'll forgive you if you promise me one thing." She said, trailing off to look up at him with her big, shining cerulean eyes.
"What is it?" Shikamaru said, looking up at her suspiciously.
"You have to promise, then I'll tell you." She said carefully, her hand squeezing his a bit to show that she meant it.
"Fine, I promise, now what is it?" He said, raising an eyebrow skeptically.
Ino leaned forward and kissed his nose. "Don't ever make fun of flowers again."
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