I was planning on this being one big one-shot but I have to go and beat my homework with a stick. I post the rest later!

*~*~*Temari POV*~*~*

"Yeah? Well, screw you!" The blond woman shrieked this as she stormed out the door, letting it close with a satisfying slam. Though the slam had made her feel a little less violent, it did nothing to cool her wild anger. She stomped down the stairs of the apartment building. There was litter scattered everywhere and she kicked at the loose trash with her bare feet. She had run out of there so fast she hadn't been able to pull on shoes.

She kicked at a bottle that, in her untamed furry, didn't notice it was broken. A piece of glass scraped against her foot causing it to bleed. She noticed this but didn't slow down or even care. The cut stung a lot but she was in too much pain already to pay it any mind. She scowled at the trash on the stairs as she raced down them.

It was his fault they lived in this crappy apartment anyway. He had been fired from his job for sleeping while he was supposed to be working and for being just generally lazy. He had received many warnings from his boss but, as usual, he ignored them and continued to be a lazy bum. His boss finally got feed up with him and gave him the pink slip. Unable, and not motivated enough, to find good job like the one he had been previously working at, he settled for a job with only half the salary. Even though Temari was also working, it wasn't enough to pay the rent for the ritzy apartment they had been living in before.

Temari didn't realize until she had made it outside that she didn't have the faintest idea of where she should be going. The blond checked her watch. 9:36. She could call a cab go to Tenten's house as she usually did whenever she fought with Shikamaru, as she did have her purse on her. She didn't want to go in her current state though, it would be bad if Temari took her anger out on Tenten. She decided that she would walk to her friend's house to cool her anger.

She crossed the nearly deserted street and noticed a couple kissing on the bench. Temari didn't know why, but the sight of the young couple made her heart feel a pang of guilt. Maybe because the boy and girl reminded her of when she and Shikamaru had just started dating. She quickly walked past them. The couple didn't even look up at her as she passed, to absorbed in each other to acknowledge her presence. Silently, she wished them the best of luck.

She turned down another street but stopped short. Underneath the street-lamp were five silhouetted figures. Five males, by the looks of them. They were probably harmless, but after all, this was New York. Temari didn't want to take any chances. She turned again, down a bike path that led to a park. This was a longer route, but eventually it would take her to Tenten's house. She continued her fast-paced walking through the park which was growing more and more familiar with each step she took. She was surprised at how mad she was. She and Shikamaru fought all the time but she wasn't usually this infuriated. What had gone differently this time? Temari struggled to remember what had happened that night.

She was pissed at him for being a lazy slob again. Nothing new there, she was always pissed at him for that reason. He was pissed at her for spending so much time with her friends and not being there when he got home. Oh yeah, of course she had retaliated by saying that the only reason why she was with friends was because he was never home. She was lonely without him there and was tired of his lazy excuses.

What had she said after that? They fought so often the fights seemed to blur together. Then she had threatened to leave him. That wasn't such a big deal though. She did that all the time. Perhaps it was the finality of the way she said it. She said it like she meant it this time. Did she mean it? Would she really leave him? Temari didn't want to but she was tired of fighting and being alone.

She suddenly realized why this park was so familiar. This was where he had first told her that he loved her. Yes, right there a head of her was the small wooden bench where they had stopped to sit. He had turned slowly to her. He smiled his quirky smile and kissed her tenderly before whispering, "I love you Temari."

For the first time, Temari noticed the coldness of the air around her. The crisp November air burned her lungs and froze her breath in the air, a faint reminder that it no weather to go barefoot in. He feet where now numb and she regretted losing her temper. She shivered and sat down on the hard bench. A wave of deja vu passed over her. Why had their relationship changed so much? They had been so happy before. Before Shikamaru had lost his job. Things had gotten tense after that and they didn't spend as much time together as they had before. Shikamaru would always be out working or sleeping or Temari would be out with friends. She supposed it was sort of her fault as well. She couldn't blame him entirely, lately she had been more interested in her friends than her lover. She missed him though. She missed his smile, his laugh, his seriousness and even his playful teasing.

Her vision blurred slightly as her eyes welled up with tears. She furiously blinked them away. She would not cry! She hadn't cried since her younger brother had nearly been killed by that blonde transvestite. She didn't want to cry out here in the cold, alone and miserable. It was way too cliché. She dared the tears to come, threatening them with pain of death and she realized how messed up she was. Damn that Shikamaru, getting under her skin and causing her to feel so helpless. She didn't want to go to Tenten's house now. She wouldn't cry alone and she certainly wouldn't break down in front of her best friend. So she sat on the bench by herself, mulling things over and trying hard not to feel sorry for herself.

You really got to admire Temari's stubbornness. XP

(P.S. How do you spell blonde? Is it blond or blonde? I cant speel 2 sev mi livfe!)