Author's note: Well, I'm on Spring break (or rather it ends today) and I got bored so I decided to day a 100 day challenge with writing to entertain myself a bit (I also wanted to resume my writing after not doing so for so long). These things will be in random order, but I'll try not to make anything AU I suppose. This one is not that long seeing as it's only a test run. Anyhow, reviews are much appreciated.
1. Introduction
It was not really much of an introduction to be honest, unless, that is, trying to smash someone's skull in with their lethal fan is considered a greeting in the Hidden Sand Village; taking into account how effortlessly those three took out their opponents he wouldn't be all that surprised if it was. Another sigh of annoyance came out when he heard her charging at him, and after he had just gotten comfortable from falling thanks to Naruto pushing him over the rail. Why the hell did there have to to be ranks? What's even more...a test had to be conducted simply to prove that they were worthy of moving upward. Frankly, if it weren't his parents, Ino, or Asuma he would be sleeping right now in the comfort of his; perhaps he would cloud watching instead (if he were to appear in the arena it would in the crowd to support his team, but even then he would fall asleep mid-way). How perfect life would be if everyone would just relax, watch clouds, and sleep. Shikamaru earnestly believed doing those three things could solve the world's problems- hell, there would even be peace and all that crap. Though, he took a second to rethink his ideal world...
Life would be boring if it weren't troublesome, wouldn't it?
"I forgot, this girl is a spunky one." And a pain too (the proctor didn't even start the fight). Ultimately, he flipped open the pouch containing all his basic weapons though in reality he would only use the kunai, "I hate spunky." As her running steps became louder in sound as well as closer in distance to him. The lazy ninja decided it was time for him to actually get up and dodge the blonde's attack. Needless to say, he effortlessly managed to keep his head in one piece now that he stood on the two kunais he pulled out before. In fact, a smirk crept on his lips when he looked down on his opponent; she probably thought she beat him already, but the phrase 'don't judge a ninja by his looks', he supposed, applied quite nicely here. His nonchalant smirk only spread when she (Marie? Terumi? He had not been paying much attention to begin with to actually care) became aware that her assault failed. Maybe if she wasn't glaring so much, she could possibly be cute; not to mention, she was nowhere near being an idiot from what he could deduce from her previous fights. If he had any energy left, he would ask her to play a game of shogi with him.
For a second, he looked up at the clouds with more envy than in all his twelve years of life. Unlike him, the clouds could do whatever they want and they wouldn't get yelled at. If they drifted together and it began to rain, everyone accepted it as is. If he only did half the dishes, it was suddenly the apocalypse and if he didn't finish washing them all the ninja world would be in ruins. His eyes shifted back down to meet the glare of teal ones staring back at him; why did he always have to fight a girl?
"It really doesn't make a whole lot of a difference to me whether I ever become a chunnin or not." He began lazily, "But I guess I shouldn't let myself get beaten by a female." The pineapple haired boy considered himself in luck, because if the girl beneath him had some sort of weird technique where she could shoot shurikens from her eyes he'd be dead no questions asked already.
So much for an attempt at introducing himself to her. Oh well, he supposed.