Standard disclaimers apply.
She knew he was watching her just before she threw the kunai in her hand at the tree she had been using for target practice.
Thwack.
She squinted. Grr—just a bit off-center! She glanced at him from a few feet away and found that he was still staring at her. She watched him as he almost nonchalantly threw his own kunai at his own tree—thwack—and hit bull's eye while still holding her gaze.
Was it just her imagination or is he looking a bit—dazed? Hmph. Still. Arrogant asshole.
She raised the collar of her shirt, which was already damp with sweat, to her face and wiped more perspiration off it. Boy, was it hot today or what? Consciously she glanced at him again to see if he noticed this unlady-like manner of hers.
He had. He was still staring at her, now with his mouth slightly open.
She tore her eyes from him, feeling herself blush furiously. What the hell is his problem? He's really, really starting to distract her!
Hmph. Maybe that was his tactic. To distract her so she couldn't train properly. Well, she'll show him.
She focused her gaze at the circle mark on the tree a few meters away from her, narrowing her eyes in concentration. Suddenly an image of his piercing eyes burning a hole through her arm appeared in her mind just before she let the kunai fly.
Thwack. Now her target was horribly off-center.
She let out a frustrated shriek before stomping over to him, stabbing his chest with an accusing finger.
"WHAT is your PROBLEM, Shikamaru!" she all but screamed at him.
Still staring at her, he grabbed her elbows and pulled her close. She gasped.
"What—" she began, before breaking off as she looked up into his intense gaze, feeling her breath hitch in her throat. She bit her lip to stop any more reactions issuing from her mouth.
"Ino," he said in a strangled voice, sounding like he's run a thousand times around the perimeter of Konoha Village, "I can't train with you anymore. You're too…" and his eyes ran from her now messy but soft and shiny blond hair, to her sparkling, clear-as-sky blue eyes, to her porcelain nose, to her red lips most especially her lower lip which she was biting—down to her neck, watching, mesmerized, as a trickle of sweat rolled down to her chest.
She realized where his gaze lingered and blushed. Her chest, which was currently sticking to her shirt, showing a bit too much information. She mentally cursed herself for waking up late this morning and deciding not to wear a bra in her haste to get to the training grounds on time.
"…Distracting," he finished, pulling his gaze from her chest back to her face. His gaze lingered on her lips again and he nearly lost it. But he was a man of self-control. Yes. He closed his eyes and released her.
"Training's over, time for breakfast," he called over his shoulder as he walked away, assuming a nonchalant tone.
She stood still, as if in shock, before recovering herself.
"SHIKAMARU, YOU PERVERT!"
Fin.
Reen's ramblings: Yeeeees, my Shika-muse is a perv XD