Neurological disorder

Rated M: Violence, drug use, alcohol consumption, sexual situations, course language.

Note: Everything will be explained, or further explained in the next chapters.

P.s: This-means an inner voice is talking/thoughts

The ages are the same in this, purely because it interrupts my past scene, but to appease any viewers, let's say Shikamaru skipped a grade -.-;

P.p.s: Sorry about this, i realized a few things needed to be changed... and extended -.-;

Chapter 1: Reunion

"Settle down class... we have a new student here today...He skipped a grade like a few of our other students so please, welcome him to year 11." The masked sensei motioned for a smokey haired teen to come into the class. His eyes had the same colouring; it reflected the boredom he was feeling. The boy was around six foot four and had hoops in his ears. His hair was tied up like a pony tail and his grey uniform slacks partially covered his sleek black school shoes which contrasted noticeably with his un-tucked, white school shirt-top two buttons undone. The boy's black tie was loose around his long neck and his black and grey blazer was unbuttoned. "Would you like to introduce yourself to the class?" A sigh drew from his lips and his toned form turned to the class. One of his pale cream arms shut the door to the class room and he spoke.

"The name's Nara Shikamaru." he stated uninterestedly. He shifted his bag on his back and started sauntering to his seat. However, as he was about to take a seat, a blonde haired female burst in the room.

"Dammit Kakashi, thanks to you I had to sort out-!" The spiky haired female stopped in mid-sentence and stared at her new classmate. He stared back. The class had gone silent by then and were staring at the two who seemed to be frozen still. After a few seconds of pin drop silence. Shikamaru had his arms wrapped around her and was kissing the girl so fiercely she slammed into a wall. The girl only had a split second shocked hesitance before replying with the same urgency. Shikamaru's hands fisted in her hair and cupped her ass, crushing her against him. The girl groaned softly before wrapping her legs around him, giving him more room and a better grip. His calloused hands snuck under her shorts as his arms and wall supported her.

'Verdammt...' Shikamaru thought, as his tongue twisted with it's partner. Temari clutched onto him harder to her, nails digging in to his scalp and shoulder, as the need to breathe became greater, but was an impossible since there was no way in heaven or hell that they would separate again.

'Good God...' The dirty blonde haired female ground roughly against Shikamaru, making him rip off his tie and the girl's own in one rough tug. Kakashi and the other students stared on in shock as it got more passionate and out of control. Kakashi begrudgingly excepted being a reponsible teacher and coughed awkwardly.

"Temari, Shikamaru, take this outside!" Kakashi said, snapping them out of it.

The two "Hey sensei, Temari just-" a new figure stepped into the room. The brown haired teen's matching orbs eyed the way Shikamaru held Temari and their dishevelled appearance. "What the fuck is going on?" he asked, his brow twitching. Shikamaru blinked slowly and turned to the rest of the class, then to Kakashi. He turned back to Temari (who still had her legs around him and hands latched on to his body) and his lips crashed against her's yet again. Temari's misty teal orbs snapped back to Shikamaru and never broke his hazy gaze. Both of their brains could not function at the moment, seeing as their minds were filled with each other.

Shikamaru narrowly missed a punch to the face as he pulled Temari's five foot six frame out of the way. He was about to lash out before Temari stopped him. "No." she said, her voice was like heaven to Shikamaru and he almost took her then and their... Until it registered just what she said.

"Why not?" It was Temari's turn to be stupefied, his lazy tone was laced with rage and it was just as sexy as the authority in her voice to him... then it registered why she stopped him. Temari slowly unwrapped her legs from around his hips, pushing off of him and attempting to put space between them. Shikamaru went to stop her, but she put a hand out, 'No' clearly evident on her features.

"He's my... boyfriend... Kizeki Shirai." Temari took in Shikamaru's shell-shocked form with visible sorrow. 'For God-sake, the timing, I only got together with him last month...' Temari wanted to cry. 'But he's a great person, I couldn't just... wait... what am I doing? There's no way, after what Shikamaru put me through, am I going to let him back into my life like nothing happened... He needs to know that there were scars left behind... It was simply a moment of weakness which will never happen again.' Shikamaru turned his head to Kizeki and took in his enraged expression. The guy was around six foot one. He seemed well built and his arms were toned. He sighed and walked to his allocated seat. "Don't you dare shut down on me now, not when I finally have you back in my life." Temari growled. 'But still... I'm never losing him again.

"We can talk at home. I moved back next door." Shikamaru drawled, the pain in his eyes were replaced by his bored facade.

"Alright." That was all Temari could say. Kizeki felt peeved that he seemed to be forgotten... he was even more pissed off when he saw her take her seat right beside the new guy.

'I'll make her spill at lunch.' he thought determinedly.

Shikamaru watched out of the corner of his eye as Temari took her seat beside him. 'Kami, why do you hate me?' He turned his eyes back to the window and sighed inaudibly. 'Everything's changed now... I wonder if I can change her mind..? Of course I can. But can she forgive me..? What I did shouldn't be forgiven, especially since our bond was unbreakable.'

Temari stared over at his forlorn form worriedly. 'I never do understand what's going on in his mind... how irritating.'

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