Puzzle Pieces

Checkmate

He watched her brows furrow in deep concentration although he knew the answer to her question. In fact, he knew at least sixteen answers to her question.

What should be her next move?

"Are you done yet?" Nara Shikamaru asked.

Temari glared at him. "Wait!"

Shikamaru could only smirk. Temari was a great strategist which is why this game of Shogi was still going on. Had she been anyone else, Shikamaru would have ended the game four or five moves ago. But she was a great thinker and thus their game had yet to end. However, it was getting there. Shikamaru had put Temari in a corner, something they both knew.

And that pissed Temari off.

"Damn it…" the blonde muttered as her options were beginning to limit. Even if she had a move to get her out of this predicament, it was only temporary. In the end, he would win and she hated to lose. "How'd I let myself get put in this position?"

"I've learned from a certain redhead that fooling your opponent to think that the first move is a feint is sometimes a better plan than an actual trick." Temari grunted, hating the thought of being defeated by a plan made by Tayuya of all people. "You over think the situation, become erratic, and then make the wrong move. Just like our battle in the forest."

Temari studied the board. She was completely ruined unless she could get his bishop to move. And that was impossible. Shikamaru had it position right where he needed it. There would be no way to defeat him now.

Or was there?

"Fine, I know when I lost." Temari said, a hand going for the red sash around her waist. "Do you want to collect your spoils now?"

"Wh-what?" Shikamaru stammered as he watched her slowly untie her sash. While he has seen her naked, once (it was by accident) he still found her too troublesome to take their relationship to the next level.

"Isn't that what we do, Shika?" Temari asked as she rose. Shikamaru gulped silently as she moved to him, her hips swaying tauntingly before she stood directly in front of him. "We defeat our opponent and then take something from them." Temari slowly descended into his lap, her kimono opening a bit to reveal the valley of her breasts. "Here I am… Your prisoner of war…"

Shikamaru felt his heart rate climb to new levels. Being thirteen, his hormones were in overdrive at the moment. But his brain, as brilliant as it was, was completely baffled. What did he do? What did she want him to do?

Temari giggled. "Don't worry Shika-kun… I'll be gentle."

Her lips pressed lightly against his before pressing down further. Shikamaru's eyes widened tenfold. Not because she was kissing him, but because he was kissing back and was not even trying. Temari's hips moved in his lap, causing his erection to grow to painful levels. And then her tongue entered the battle… Oh what a glorious feeling this was!

"Temari…" Shikamaru let out lustfully. Who cared that he was still thirteen? He was a chunin damn it and that meant he could get laid whether his parents (mostly his mother) approved or not.

Temari's kissing grew more intense as what little space between their bodies disappeared. He could feel her soft breasts pushing against his tee-shirt. Her lips moving away from his to his neck where she kissed and nibbled at. And as troublesome as she was, Shikamaru could not think of anything but how hot this was. He even like the way she guided his hands behind her…

"Shika, there's one thing I want to say…" Temari purred in his ear.

"What?" Shikamaru asked.

"Checkmate."

Shikamaru blinked at the change of her tone. It went from lustful and alluring to taunting and snobby. Shikamaru moved his head to see the board game. And then he felt a wave of stupidity slap him across his face. His hand, his hand, was on his bishop, moving it away from his king while she had a clear shot at him now.

She won.

"You troublesome woman. You cheated!" Shikamaru accused as Temari stood up with a small laugh.

"It was your hand that moved the bishop. Not mine." Temari said closing her kimono. "I just provided it with some persuasion."

"I should've known… The first move is normally a feint…" Shikamaru muttered.

Temari raised a brow. "Who said it was a feint move?" Shikamaru's eyes went wide once more as she winked at him. "See you later, Shika-kun."

As the blonde walked away, Shikamaru could only sit there with his thoughts. She had used his hormones against him to win a game of Shogi. His nearly flawless record (he had beaten everyone but his dad) had been stained with an embarrassing defeat.

Looking down at the bulge in his pants, Shikamaru glared.

"This is the last time I let you do the thinking." he said.

"Who are you talking to?" Shikamaru froze. "And what's that on your neck?" Shikamaru placed a hand on his neck, not knowing if Temari left a mark or not. "Nara Shikamaru, were you and that Suna girl doing sexual things?!"

"No Mom I-"

"Liar!"

Shikamaru only sighed as his Nara Yoshino grabbed his ear. He had been in this position so many times that it was starting to hurt less. Though it still hurt quite a bit.

"I knew I shouldn't have let you two out of my sight! You're just like the rest of them! Always thinking with the wrong head!"

Shikamaru looked at the sky for a moment, muting his mother out as best as he could. One day in the future he would get even with Temari. Of course, he would have to do so in Konoha and away from Gaara in fear of being crushed by a tsunami of sand. But he would no matter what.