A small bird sings the song of morning
While the nightingale screams the song of night
The shinobi of hidden in the leaves spreads its wings and takes flight
I sit and watch in the blank sheet of sand waiting for my perfect man
To fulfill the promise he made that day
To whisk me away and push all the pain away.
I never needed anyone before, all my life I just learned out to survive on my own; I had nothing to achieve, nothing to protect and nothing to gain. My brother Gaara was lucky, he was born a monster hunger for success, revenge and loyalty. Our father had left dead in the sands of the past and our mother gone with the wind of our weekly sand storms. I was told to protect my brother from himself, but he didn't need protecting he was too strong and me to proud to go down to sisterly chores of tending to my brother's every whim.
No one ever cracked my walls, broke down the shelter around my heart and took a hold of the beaten organ, but he did. I let that boy in ever since the Chuunin exams never regretting what I did until it was time for him to go. A full shinobi couldn't stay in one place for long and he said he had to leave. Promising me one day he might be back and to meet at the sand dunes off my village. I wait there every day for him to come back, but I am not sure it is worth waiting anymore….
"Temari?" Kankuro stepped into the room pulling at the small ear points at the top of his hood revealing the matt of dark hair there. The bangs cascaded over his tattoos tickling his cheeks as he stepped into the room. "Everyone is worried, even Gaara, don't you think it is time you came out of sulking."
"Gaara worried?" she said with a choke of laughter. "He never worries about anyone." Kankuro gasped slightly and checked the door for anyone that might of heard before stepping into the room shutting it behind him. "If they heard you say that-"
"What would then do? Kill me?" she rolled her eyes. "Kankuro I could care less now whether I die or live. Nothing seems worth any of the two." She sat up then dark bags under her eyes making them seem hallow and lifeless. Her lips were chapped and the tips of her fingers peeling with dead skin. Her hair wasn't in four tails in the back of her head but hanging in bristled hay stacks over her shoulder. She sighed her scarred shoulders slumping from continuous training with the other Chuunin in the village.
When she looked at the scars her eyes saddened her fingers caressing over the white crescents that were only thought beautiful by one man.
"He isn't coming back." Kankuro stated simple. "Gaara is growing tired of this and so am I. I have tried to be patient and be there for you, but its been becoming too much Temari."
"Leave." Her voice sounded with venom as she stared at her hands. "Temari you can't sulk here forever-" she growled her fingers tightening now in a fist of sheets. "I said go!" Kankuro just stared his dark eyes darkening with a small glint of fear in the shadows of his gaze. Temari the once rebellious girl had been broken her hard cocky soul gone away with the floods leaving only a empty shell of a broken heart that was filling her like a poison. Kankuro didn't need to get yelled at once more, so he turned and left bowing his head in her direction before disappearing behind the doors shutting them so the darkness could feel the room once more.
"Shikamaru, I love you." Her fingers threaded through the dark strands of chocolate color brown lifting his gaze to hers. They were darkened with desire burning with need she had never seen. Through the exams she had only seen deep worry in the moss colored eyes all concerning her. Even in their fight he gazed at her with concern never letting up until he finally gave up. She had fallen in love with him right then. He was just as cocky and just a crude with all his whining and complain she found endearing.
Even now he complained about how complicated women were, but showed his love in the heated kisses that were exchanged. "I love you."
"Don't say that, it hurts too much." He leaned away from her tugging at the tan vest covering his muscle toned chest that rippled and shook with the temptation and eagerness. He quickly discarded it along with the black net top before finally sighing slipping to her side.
She slid her fingers down his pale chest feeling them rumble and buzz beneath her fingers as he chuckled. "You're acting like you've never seen a chest Temari."
"Not as good as yours, though Gaara does have more muscle." She choked back her laughter as Shikamaru blinked and grumbled something about annoying and being difficult before enveloping his arms around her. She snuggled against his chest pressing small kisses over his heart before sighing. "I could be wrong though." She said her fingers glittering down his navel before pressing her palm just below the belt of his pants. "This could be bigger…"
Shikamaru sucked in a tight breath eyeing her with a strained gaze. "You've seen Gaara… I have to admit that is a little extreme and wrong even for you."
"No, no, you may not believe it, but Gaara boasts about that kind of banter with Kankuro sometimes." She moved her hand a little stroking feeling the hardened length stiffen and jut out slightly in arousal against her hand. "Shikamaru I want to-"
He pressed a finger to her lips before grabbing the edges of her shirt pulling them down before he could see the tops of her breasts. He sucked in another sharp breath before pulling them further down seeing the rosy nipples hard and erect. He bent down pinching the left nipple between his fingers before swirling his tongue around the right getting a well deserved moan from her lips.
"Shikamaru!"
He gazed up at her with that same worried gaze and she smiled shaking her head pulling his head more against her. He bit the nipple then causing her back to arch and her hips to grind against his now straddling his lap.
She spoke between gasps trying to say how good it felt but no words coming to mind excepted exasperated moans.
Then right in the middle when he tore his mouth from her breasts and brought his lips to hers he spoke the words she thought she'd never hear. "Temari, I will be leaving soon…"
"No, Shikamaru!" She woke up with a start tears clinging to the corner of her eyes her hand up to her lips trying to feel the kiss Shikamaru had left there a year before. It was gone now as well as the marks he left upon her breast that night. A well of sadness crept into her heart and she grabbed at the cloth over her heart bending over as she sobbed.
Just then the door opened and Kankuro stood there his gaze stern. "Gaara would like to see you."
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