a/n: this is another drabble created by me! Hehehe! I hope you enjoy this one. I didn't have time to check typographical arrors, grammatical errors and misspellings...I'm sorry about that please do enjoy this anyway!!! Regular disclaimer applies!!! Start!
Shikamaru and Temari: Why do I love her?
If I tell you it was her smile that captivated me, you're wrong. If I tell you it was emerald eyes that made me like her, you couldn't be more wrong. If you think it was her voice that made me realize how much I like her, man, you're wrong again. It is not her unique sense of style that attracted me, her graceful fighting, or even her tactics. It's neither the sway of her hips nor the warmth of her hug and kiss. It is not her hourglass shape that made me like her. No, it wasn't her golden hair; to be honest I'm not even fond with blondes.
It is not the delicate way she would hold my hand or the way she would laugh. It's not the very way she finds her spot on my shoulder or the way she would peacefully sleep. It's not the way she would eat her food. And I know it's not the special way she says 'I love you' or 'I miss you'. Heck, she doesn't even say those words. It is not how she would tease me when I technically beat her in shogi. And it's definitely not the way she would save me from trouble.
Do I love her because I love her? No, I love her for a damn different reason.
Surprisingly, I like the way she would pout and pretend to get angry (and sometimes really would). I like the way she punches and kicks me expecting it not to hurt, but it really does hurt. I love the way she would brag about being a better fighter than anyone and always proves me to be so. I like the way her eyebrows would raise, when I don't understand a word she is saying. I like it when she asks me for a rematch in shogi, promises me to win, I let her win, but I end up being beaten up almost every single time.
I love the way she would shout at me for being Mr. enthusiastic. I love the way she would criticize me and that I would be better off not watching clouds. And heck, I even like the way she would hit me with her heavy metal fan and then tells me I fight like a girl. I like the way she would tell me that she will treat me to lunch and I end up paying the bill. I like the way she would slap me in the face after I give her a smack on the lips. And I definitely love the thought that she refers to me as a lazy bum.
I was captivated by her piercing look that compelled me to do everything she says. She attracted me with her nagging and her constant bossiness. She made me love her with her mature and bold character. I love her for her prudence and her unbelievable confidence. I love her, what could I say. Temari is my beloved troublesome woman.
a/n: This was originally a oneshot fanfic by I thought that it would be better for it to be a two shot...Please do tell me your comments suggestion and/or violent reactions so that I can improve on my future fanfics!!!
