Three Words
There are two things in this world that I absolutely despise. One: Not being able to do anything about something. And two: Being soaking wet, while I'm still wearing clothes. I don't usually like not being in control, but occasionally, especially when it comes to sex, I'm okay if someone else is on top. But only if they're really good. And I really, really don't like losing.
The fact that I hate things that are out of my control and losing, resulted in me, being very frustrated. I was in Konoha, visiting for this so-called 'reunion' picnic…Thing. Yamanaka Ino had planned it, forced Shikamaru to come, who in turn, forced me to come. Of course, I only gave in because I hadn't seen him in a very lonely, and unsatisfying two months. I arrived with Kankuro and Gaara the evening before Ino's picnic thing, and arrangements were already made so that I was to stay with Shikamaru in his compound.
My lazy-ass of a boyfriend answers the door as I knock, "'Lo," he says before he's pulls me in for a long, much-needed kiss.
"Mmm, let's go to the bedroom." I say into his lips- god, he's a good kisser. He takes me there, without breaking the kiss is beyond my knowledge. He lies back on his queen-sized bed, pulling me on top of him. Now, we're racing to see who can get the other's clothes off faster-I win. And now he's- Oh, god. Omigosh. Oh…
Sunlight filters in through the curtains, waking me up to a familiar room and a familiar face. "G'morning," I say, as Shikamaru wraps his arms around my waist and kisses his way up my neck. "Mmm…last night…was amazing."
"Yeah, I agree, you were so hot," he says.
"That's it? You don't want to…add anything else? Like…" I trail off. Like 'I love you?' Three words. That's all I wanted to hear. Why were all men were so clueless?
"Huh?" See what I mean? Clueless!
"Y'know what? Nevermind. Just forget it; I'm going out. I'll see you at the picnic." Suddenly frustrated, I get dressed, do up my hair, and leave.
When I arrive at the field of flowers, where the picnic is supposed to be, there's no one there. Damn, I am at the right place, right? I walk farther out into the field, calling out names, searching to see if anyone's here. Maybe I'm just early…
And suddenly, they're coming out from everywhere- water balloons drench me from every side, soaking my clothes. I can't do anything about it. Fuck, the two things I hate most, all wrapped up in a pretty little package with a pink bow. When I get my hands on the bastard who planned this…
Amidst all the water balloons, Shikamaru materializes beside me and the water balloons cease-fire. Realization dawns on me as I yell at Shikamaru, "What the hell was all that for? You know I hate being wet! What the fuck is wrong with you?"
Relatively unfazed by my outburst, he simply answers, "I love you."
"Wh…What?" I say.
"You heard me: I love you."
And suddenly, the fact that I'm soaked to the bone doesn't matter anymore as I'm overcome with happiness. I jump and throw my arms around Shikamaru's neck and we tumble down to the flowery floor in a heap of laughter and kisses.
It's amazing how three words can make someone's life a better place, how hearing them can make you happier in the most hateful situations. Amazing how the things you love can out-stage the things you despise, and how Shikamaru managed to show me that. It's also amazing that I didn't beat him up for planning the whole water balloon thing until after the picnic.
A/N: I don't like it. Do you?