A/N: I'm baaaaaccckkk! Glad to see me! Ima fast writer huh? After some MUCH needed advice on the last chapter, I updated it. Surprised? I didn't think so. I mean, it was so obvious, I felt like a complete, and TOTAL, idiot. Uh, forget that complete and total idiot part plz. Like seriously, FORGETTABOUTIT. So. Chapter two. Where we meet Shikamaru. *giggle* every time I see him on Naruto, I can't help but stare and try to imagine him with his hair down. Anywayz, on with the show!
P.s. I, in absolutely NO WAY own even a smidget of Naruto. If I did, I would be a main character. FOSHIZZLE!
"Hello, class! I am Iruka for the new student! Please stand up and introduce yourself and then we may continue with class!" he chirped.
What did I tell you? Happy charms.
Mm. I can see your point.
Yes, I think even Kankuro would see it, and he's a moron.
Wow. You know, that tone of voice really hurt.
Not my fault you're an idiot on certain occasions.
But, I'm your inner-self. So really, you just called yourself an idiot.
Ah, but I said on occasions.
Ending, their little debate, Temari stood up. "Hello, I am Temari no Sabaku, (A/N: Did I spell her last name right?) and I am a foreign exchange student from Suna high." she hurried out, before promptly slinking down into her chair.
"Okay! Let's move on with class!" Iruka smiled.
Iruka ran over roll-call, looking up as he called out the names.
"Hinata?"
"H-here." a quiet voice squeaked out.
"Tenten?"
"Here!"
"Shikamaru?"
No response.
Iruka looked up and narrowed his eyes at the seat next to Temari's.
"Shikamaru Nara?" he asked again. "Mr. Nara!" he yelled, causing Temari to yelp in surprise. That's one vicious happy charm! she thought, looking reproachfully at her teacher who she'd taken for granted.
"Hn?" a sleepy voice slurred next to her.
Iruka rolled his eyes.
"Sorry to disturb your nap, Mr. Nara, but class is about to begin,"
"S'okay, I'll probably fall asleep later,like in the middle of your lecture." a voice slurred, almost sounding drunk, next to her.
Temari found it oddly attractive. She looked to her right, and took in the boy she hadn't noticed when she'd arrived.
He had a bored, uninterested look on his face and he slouched over on his desk, hand supporting his head. His hair was pulled back in a high, spiky ponytail, kinda making his head look like a pineapple. His uniform, was rumpled, like he'd pulled them straight off the floor, the top two buttons at the collar were undone, and his tie hung loosely around his neck. His shirt was untucked and his sleeves were rolled up. Temari's eyes widened. Did he have-his ears pierced? She squinted. Yep. Small silver loops. Wow.
Temari pulled on one of her ponytails, finding them oddly attractive. Iruka fumed. "Mr. Nara learn some respect please!" The boy blinked slowly as though tired. "Nah, too troublesome." he replied, yawning.
Kind of a rebel, eh?
Ha, and you thought they were ALL happy charms.
Maybe he's too tired to be one right now!
He doesn't seem like the type to spurt pretty colors and sharp horses.
Heh, sharp horses.
Dear lord.
What?
Do you know what people would THINK if they heard us?
No. But I'm sure it's PERFECTLY normal to talk to your inner-ego.
That Sakura chick looks like the kind of person to do that...
Sakura? Nah, she seems pretty sane...
Unlike you.
Unlike YOU.
Soooo, unlike you?
Exactly.
As Iruka started the lecture, Temari sneaked another peek over at the boy. His head was already down, his back rising and falling peacefully, giving away the fact that he was asleep. Temari rolled her eyes.
What's with this kid?
A/N: Heh. I think I may have went a little overboard with describing Shikamaru.
...But seriously. The guy, maybe he'd be a rebel in our 'modern world society.'
...Or a totally hot, smartass, lazy, genius! Dunno... Who should he BE PPLS!
So um...R&R?
Scorn's child: OVER AND OUT!
