C: Cigarettes
Temari hates cigarettes.
Temari hate the way cigarettes smell, horrible, like breathing in nail polish remover, tar, and burning leaves all at once. The smell makes Temari feel sick. And it takes a lot to make tough as nails Temari feel sick.
Temari hates the way cigarettes look, disgusting, like tiny cylinders of dust. Dust. Disgusting.
Temari hates the way cigarettes sound, horrible. After a person takes a puff from one of those cancer sticks, they start coughing…and coughing…and coughing. And coughing. At first Temari felt pity for them (Temari, pities. Wow) but now she just gets irked. Must they disturb her peace?
Temari hates the way cigarettes taste. It's tastes dirty and burns her mouth. The thickness of it suffocates her even after letting out the smoke. How does Temari know what they taste like? From her teen rebel years. She would always smoke. But she quit. Temari realized that smoking is soft. If she's gonna try to play the "bad girl" role, she might as well go all the way and do drugs. However, Temari was never in the mood for drugs.
Temari also hates the way cigarettes feel. Well, actually she doesn't. But she hates the way the smell, look, sound, and taste so she figures she might as well hate how they feel too.
Temari hates cigarettes. But at the same time, she doesn't.
Temari loves the way cigarettes smell, because they smell like Shikamaru. When she smells a cigarette, she feels like Shikamaru is with her. Sometimes he is.
Temari loves the way cigarettes look, almost serene, clutched between Shikamaru's fingers or held between his lips.
Temari loves the way they taste, on Shikamaru's lips and in his mouth: soft, sweet, and perfect.
So Temari decides she doesn't hate cigarettes. She decides she actually might like them. But only because she likes Shikamaru more than she used to hate cigarettes.