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Incessant Connections
By: pin0ts
'I am NOT attracted to that woman!'
The laziest of all thought as he lay on the grass, both hands behind his head, and as usual, watching the slow movement of the clouds.
This activity had always been the first option in his free time, thinking of nothing, his focus just on the white cotton candies floating on the vast sky, ever so sluggish, taking their time, as if they had all the time in the world, which is, enviously true, thought the wise Nara.
His mind used to be clear, free from any thoughts when doing his past time, enjoying it, savouring each moment, but now, something bothersome, or troublesome, according to the Shadow Manipulator, had invaded, taking over, and refused to leave.
It was none other than her.
The woman who he fought and lost technically to in the Chuunin Exams.
The woman who had always tried to defeat him afterwards, where she, apparently, felt insulted when he surrendered and appalled, because though mechanically, she won, in the minds of many, she lost, and how would she, lose to a lazy bum, who doesn't even give a damn to what is happening?
The jet black haired Jounin sighed. What is happening to him? Surely, he can't be infatuated with a troublesome woman, who is twice as bossy and aggravating than his mother.
Just this morning, as he walked to his favourite spot to cloud watch, he passed by a store, and seeing what's displayed behind the glass made his stop his track. There, lying at the middle, up and hung, was a humungous, white fan, much like Temari's, except that it's made of Japanese Paper, and just served as a decoration.
Then as he continued his slow paced walk, a group of children ran past him, one gripping a fish tightly in his bare hands, well, trying too, at least, because the fish is too slippery to do so. This, again, made him bring to a halt.
The fish, the slippery, grey fish, made him think of her again. How come? Well, let's just say that his 200 IQ is both his forte and curse. His ability to think fast and connect things made it difficult to run out of things to relate to her.
"Troublesome." That was all he could muster.
He then passed by a corn stand, but this time, he didn't stop, because it was not needed, for the four pigtailed woman had already been occupying his mind.
Back to where he was lying, Shikamaru processed these bizarre happenings, and in conclusion, he thought, he could be crazy, insane, mad, senseless, silly or idiotic. Yeah, that was it.
Pfft. Yeah right, like he could fool himself. Sometimes, he really wished that he wasn't born a genius, because the truth in things even as complicated as this, is always to be found out, and as much as it hurts to admit, he could do nothing.
He shut his eyes, and sighed for the nth time, it was all he can do. Mr. Pineapple Head then opened his eyes, ready to watch his beloved clouds once again, but what he saw made him sit up, his eyes bulge, and mouth agape.
It was a cloud. A cloud shaped like her head, Temari's head. Complete with the four pigtails sticking out.
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So how was it? Was it too OOC? Anyway, this is my first ShikaTem, so please don't kill me. But I do hope you didn't find reading this one too troublesome.