Good morning/afternoon/evening. I am Hurricane of Anime, you can call me HoA, H of A, Hurricane-chan/san, Anime-chan/san. You may also call me Hurri of you are too lazy to type anything too long.
I am Hurricane-chan's alter ego, Tornado of Manga. I am technically the same person as her (Damn...) and you wiill only really see me in intro's and the endings of stories *shakes fist in anger*. If you happen to PM Hurricane-chan, I may or may not be included in the PM. Depends on what mood i am in.
A mood? Your always in a mood. A bitchy one.
Oh shut the F*k up. It is my time to shine you annoying hurricane.
Don't call me an annoying hurricane.
Ignoring Hurricane-chan, you may call me Tornado-chan/san, Manga-chan/san, T of M, or ToM.
isn't ToM just Tom?
Shut up. I already said, It's my time to shine. As I was saying, you may call me any of the above names. Since annoying Hurricane keeps butting in, I'll cut it short. I am not a writer, thats annoying Hurricane. I am more of the editor and critiqer. Now, I'm going to go and ...critique something.
Disclaimer- I do not own what I didn't make up.
Summary- A group of oneshot/drabbles about the love and life of Temari and Shikamaru.
This oneshot/drabble is- Humorous, and based of those 'for the girls' quotes that have been seen on various profile pages.
Warning- swearing and extreme shortness of each drabble.
BEGIN!
Where have you been all my life?
Shikamaru kissed Temari's check one last time before caressing her cheek carefully and so full of love. Temari stared back into his eyes with such intensity that any doubts about Temari not loving his back were vanished instantly.
"Temari," Shikamaru whispered into her ear, bringing her a little closer into his body, "Where, pray tell, have you been all my life?"
Slightly surprising Shikamaru, Temari pulled back a little. Before Shikamaru could get confused, Temari's eyes got an evil glint in them and a small, devilish smile appeared on her face. She saw Shikamaru stare at her as if asking 'what the hell are you thinking?'. To put him out of his misery, Temari answered his question that was supposedly rhetorical.
"Hiding from you."
Did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?
Shikamaru stared at the subject of the dare. Chouji had dared him to ask Temari if it hurt her when she fell from heaven, and if he declined or chickened out, he would pay for Chouji's Bar-B-que for a month. Knowing that he would go broke if he did, Shikamaru decided it would be easier to just talk to Temari than forever doing missions to try to climb out of a mountain of debt from paying Chouji's bill.
Taking a deep breath, Shikamaru walked towards Temari with his hands casually in his pockets. As he slowly reached Temari's table inside the Dango shop, he went over his plan once more. What plan you may ask? Well, Shikamaru, being the genius he was, knew that Temari would probably try to kill him after he asked that question so, to stop himself from having a very painful death, Shikamaru came up with a plan.
Now, what is this plan? That is something you will see very very soon.
"Oh, Hey Shikamaru." Temari said as she saw Shikamaru approach her table. She gave him a small, nonchalant wave and he nodded back with a somewhat pained look on his face. Temari noticed this but didn't have much time to dwell on it before Shikamaru began to talk.
"?" Shikamaru said so quickly that Temari could barely understand what he said. Temari stared on in bewilderment for a few seconds, and Shikamaru began to think that maybe he should get started on his 'plan'. Slowly, Temari went from Bewilderment to anger to amusement, and then her face morphed into a smile that was so fake and sweet it was almost disgusting.
"Why, Shikamaru. May I ask you a question?" Temari asked in a sickly sweet voice that made Shikamaru cringe. Shikamaru nodded his head dumbly, waiting for Temari to hit him or do some other violent thing.
"Did it hurt when you where dropped on your head repeatedly as a baby?" Temari asked as her hand slowly went towards her kunai pouch. Shikamaru thought now was as good a time as ever to start his plan.
Run.
Is this seat empty?
*Warning, super super short.*
"Hey Shikamaru," Temari said with a small wave as she entered Ichiraku's ramen shop. Shikamaru gave a lazy wave back to her as she walked towards him. "Is that seat empty?" she motioned to the empty seat on Shikamaru's right.
Shikamaru couldn't help but think 'of course it is empty, there is, of course no one occupying it. Troublesome women.' of course, he didn't say it out loud. That was a death wish and Shikamaru knew that. Instead, he said something a little wiser.
"Yes. And this one will be if you sit down."
Temari then stormed out of the ramen shop, anger written all over her face.
Consequently, Shikamaru ended up in the emergency care center not ten minutes later due to a random brick falling from the top of a house.
Your eyes, they are amazing.
*Another extremely short one*
"Temari, did you know," Shikamaru said as he stared into Temari's eyes, his hand caressing her cheek, "Your eyes, they are amazing. They are so beautiful, magical almost. Makes me believe you aren't totally troublesome women."
Temari smiled, he was being so sweet. Time to ruin it, it's just no fun when he is being too emotional.
"Seeing your back would be pretty amazing too." Temari told him. Shikamaru snorted, the romantic spell from before was gone. With a small shirk, Temari pecked Shikamaru on the cheek and pulled away before grinning full out. "Don't get too emotional on me, Shikamaru. I like the hunt."
Your face must turn a few heads
*slight relation to last drabble*
"Wow, Shikamaru," Temari said as they walked through the streets of Suna, hand in hand, "Your face must really turn a few heads."
It was, in fact, true. Many people were turning around to look at the pineapple haired boy. It was unusual, and Shikamaru had no idea why so many people where looking, but he quickly deemed it too troublesome to dwell on.
The actual reason behind it? Shikamaru and Temari had just finished some very public PDA.
"Now, Temari," Shikamaru said as he stopped walking. He turned to face Temari directly, a small smirk was dancing on his lips even though he tried to feign a great deal of seriousness. 'Your face must turn quite a few stomachs."
Temari then proceeded to punch Shikamaru into the sandy Suna streets. All the while, Shikamaru was smiling because this was the Temari he knew and loved.
What would you say if I asked you to marry me?
"Temari," Shikamaru said, a serious tone evident in his voice. Temari tilted her head in confusion, just a minute ago they had been laughing and having a magical two year (dating) anniversary. "What would you say…. If I asked out to marry me?"
"Well, Nothing. I can't talk and laugh at the same time." Temari said as she stared up at the night sky, a smile dancing on her lips at the thought of it. It all seemed to foolish to Temari, Shikamaru didn't seem like the type to propose. He just didn't. He was Shikamaru for Kami sake.
When Temari looked back at Shikamaru, he was kneeling on one knee with a small, black box opened in his hands. Inside that little black box was a small, simple diamond ring with a silver band. Temari's eyes widened and Shikamaru's eyes darted from the black box to Temari.
"Temari, will you marry me?" Shikamaru asked, looking so sincere and hopeful, almost like a puppy. A small gasp escaped Temari before tears began to gather in the corners of her eyes. A worried look crossed Shikamaru's face, and he couldn't help but wonder if he had done something wrong. Those worries were dashed when Temari spoke.
"Yes. Yes. A thousand times yes, Shikamaru Nara!" Temari said through a large smile and tears, Shikamaru now realized, of happiness.
Shikamaru took the ring out of the box and slipped it on Temari's finger. For a few seconds, Temari stared at it in disbelief before she was enveloped in a hug from Shikamaru. Shikamaru then prompted to lifted Temari off the ground and spin her in a circle, causing a small giggle to escape her mouth.
"Now, what where you saying about laughing when I proposed?" Shikamaru asked. Temari just laughed and kissed her fiancée at last.
Finished! I hope you enjoyed the first works of Hurricane of Anime.
With the help of Tornado of Manga! Don't forget! I rock!
Yea yea, whatever.
Forever Dancing, reading, and writing-
Hurricane of Anime
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