The way you pout
I don't own Naruto or any of its characters.
A/N
Special thanks to my friend Alyssa. Couldn't of come up with this story without her help. Also special thanks to my other friend Tony for complimenting ideas that Alyssa gave. In fact I'm dedicating this story to those two. They helped inspire this story. ^^
Finally I apoligize for the slight OOC. it was hard to keep them in character at all times.
The environment seemed to be perfect whenever they were up on that hill. The clouds seemed to never cover the sun's light, letting the trees do it for them.
The breeze seemed to always stay as a cool gentle character, never blowing hard enough to be a nuisance, just enough to see the long grass around the two move like endless waves.
Shikamaru laid down in that grass smiling. She eyed him curiously. What was going on in his head?
It seemed like he could hear her thoughts, for he lazily opened one eye to see her looking back at him.
With a slight blush, Temari turned away.
Shikamaru chuckled and laid his eye shut once again.
Her blush dropped and her face showed slight annoyance. What was he thinking about?
She loomed in closer towards him, seeing if he would give any sign other than that smirk on his face that she so loved. It was so...Shikamaru-like.
"Yes, Temari?," he said as she came closer. He opened up both of his eyes. The smirk was no longer there but his eyes gave away the smile he hid.
"Why," she began, knowing this was more or less a stupid question. "Why were you smiling?"
He got up and chuckled again. "You'd like to know that, wouldn't you?"
Temari frowned. "Yes I would. Now tell me."
Shikamaru raised an eyebrow, still smirking. "Why do you want to know so badly?"
She stopped frowning and looked up. She was really just curious, but if she said that he'd never tell her.
"Because," she began to answer, "You could be thinking some sort of perverted act, and it may be about me."
Or worse, She thought. It could be about someone else.
He let out a small laugh. "It isn't perverted, don't worry about that."
"You didn't say whether or not it was about me though."
He glanced her way. "I know."
"So tell me," she said, more aggressively than before.
He just closed his eyes and laid back down.
Her face no longer showed aggression, but a hint of sadness.
It's such a little thing. How does he get me to act like this even if it is?
"Why are you always annoying me with things like this?" she asked faintly.
The tone in her voice triggered Shikamaru's eyes open. Sitting upright, he sat closer to her.
"Because of that," he replied.
"Because of what?"
He paused.
"Because I love the way you get so curious about what I do, how aggressive you get when I don't answer you, and the way you pout when you've given up. The side of you that makes me smile and always think about. The side of you that no one sees but me."
The blush returned and she gave him a kiss before laying down on his lap.
They remained in silence for a while until Shikamaru spoke up.
"Okay," he said. "Maybe it was a little perverted."
End.