Genius In Love
I ISH SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT!!!!!!! We have internet access now, so I can actually do this (yay).
I hope this chappie is worth the wait, sorry if there are an mistakes, my spell check is down, now i must go and UPLOAD OTHER STORIES!!! (eyes gleam lee-style)
Chapter Three: Clouds give Inspiration
Shikamaru groaned, slumping down the stairs, tripping down the last three to land in a heap in the broom closet at the bottom.
"Groan."
Temari laughed, following him down the stairs. "Sleep well?" she asked, pulling him out of the closet.
"Obviously not."
They jumped, turning. Gaara sat in the living room on the sofa, watching TV.
"He has bags under his eyes, has obvious distorted vision, and can't seem to balance himself." Gaara turned back to the TV. "Sleep depravation."
"I don't know why, 'cause I slept like a baby," Kankurou said, almost cheerfully, jumped down the spiral stair case.
"I know," Shikamaru snapped as Temari pulled him into the kitchen.
"Come on, I made--ACK!" Temari yelped as they entered the kitchen.
Shikamaru's mom stood at the sink, running the disposal. Shikamaru caught a glimpse of a sausage, eggs and fried rice dish going down the drain.
"Hey! I made that for--" Temari trailed off, blushing a light pink.
"I tried it. It tasted horrible." Shikamaru's mom glared at her, turning the disposal off. "Garbage like that isn't going to be at my table. I made breakfast myself."
"Thank god..." Kankurou almost sobbed, sitting down at the table as Shikamaru's mom (whose name is now officially Kibishii) set a plate of fried rice, scrambled eggs and sausages. "I'm so sick of eating junk every day."
Temari glared at him, then looked down at her plate. "Hey!" she cried suddenly, pointing at the food. "This is the same thing I made!"
"That food IS what you made. I thought you'd like it," Kibishii answered, giving Shikamaru a plate of food, as well.
Temari starred at her. Kankurou ignored it, wolfing down his food; Gaara paid no attention, slowly chewing his food and watching Kankurou make a fool out of himself, almost eating his plate in his hunger. Only Shikamaru noticed, in mid-chew. Glancing at his mother, he saw her back was turned, getting Shikaru's plate ready.
"Hey," Shikamaru said out of the corner of his mouth.
"Huh?" Temari, who was next to him, looked up. "What?"
"Trade plates with me," he ordered, pushing his plate towards her.
Temari's eyes widened for a few moments. "No, that's ok--"
"Take it," he ordered, taking her plate anyway and replacing it with his own before his mother could turn around.
Gaara, noticing this, raised an eyebrow.
Temari did so, as well, as Shikamaru took a large bite of eggs.
(BARF!) Shikamaru fought hard to keep his mouth shut. He gave Temari a small smile around his puffed out cheeks. "It's good," he said through a mouthful of egg. "Tasty."
Temari smiled happily. "Really?"
He nodded, swallowing and taking a sausage to prove his point. "Nice and... chewy. Crunchy. Just the way I like it."
Temari's eyes literally shined. "Thanks!" she whispered, beginning to eat.
Shikamaru ran upstairs as soon as the older Sand Nins were out of the house.
Who knew something so small and insignificant... could be so harmful and deadly? he gasped, his head in the toilet.
Gaara shook his head, watching the shadow-user run upstairs. I knew it.
"..." Kankurou frowned, looking around. "This looks pretty good," he mused, unstrapping his puppets from his back.
After about a half hour of training, he felt eyes on him. Kankurou whirled around. "Temari, go away!"
It was not Temari.
It was...
A deer.
Chewing grass.
What the...
He raised an eyebrow. "Oh, I get it. Harmless woodland creature. I gotcha."
He went back to training.
Ten minutes later
Kankurou turned around.
The deer was still there.
In the same position.
Chewing grass.
"Whatever." He went back to training.
Five minutes later
Kankurou glanced back.
Yep.
Still there.
Chewing grass.
"Harmless woodland creature," he repeated, going back to training.
Two minutes later
"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!"
Later that day...
Shikamaru yawned hugely, his hands behind his head, lying in the field behind his house, watching clouds. Kankurou had long since finished his training, so Shikamaru had the field to himself, alone with his favorite pastime.
Or, so he thought.
"Hey."
He lifted his head slightly, looking up. Temari gave him a small smile, setting her fan down as she sat down herself next to him.
"What's up?"
She shrugged. "I got sort of bored with training. It's kind of hard when you use tornados and you can't destroy anything," she explained. "It sort of limits my training."
He shrugged, laying back again, starring at the clouds.
"What are you doing?" she asked, curling her feet under her.
"Starring at the clouds, daydreaming and hoping the world passes me by and my mom doesn't find me," he answered lazily.
She laughed. "I get it." She laid down next to him. "We don't really get that much of a chance to do stuff like this at home."
"Why not?" He glanced over at her. Her emerald eyes reflected the clouds.
Temari shrugged. "We're always training, or going on missions. Plus, it's hard to see clouds in the desert; there's always sand flying around."
"You don't have clouds?!" Shikamaru shouted, jumping up, surprisingly fast for him. "How do you live at that place?!"
Temari looked scared for a few minutes, then shrugged. "I don't know. I've always lived there, so I guess I never actually questioned it."
Shikamaru, however, continued to look appalled. "But, seriously!"
Temari just grinned.
The next day...
Shikamaru looked at his plate as he sat down. "Wow, mom, is this actually food?"
Kibishii glared at him. "Your little friend made that for you."
Shikamaru face-faulted as Temari chose that time to enter the room. "Wow, mom!" he recovered loudly. "This looks REALLY good!" Then, wishing he could die right then and there, he sat down and began to eat.
"Holy crap," Kankurou stated, sitting down across from Shikamaru. "That looks like the stuff Temari made us."
"Really?" Shikamaru said around a mouthfull of (was it really eggs?) food. "I couldn't tell."
Kankurou began to grow suspicious.
Later...
Kankurou ran into the kitchen, looking as if all hell were chasing him.
Shikamaru raised an eyebrow from where he was looking for some medicine for stomach pains. "What's wrong with you?"
"WHY ARE THERE SO MANY 'INNOCENT WOODLAND CREATURES' IN THIS VILLAGE?!" Kankurou shouted, his face blue from having ran so fast.
"Huh?" (Eyebrow raised)
"THE THINGS WITH THE STICKS ON THEIR HEADS!"
"The deer?"
"YEAH THOSE!" Kankurou nodded energetically. "I read about them in the book about this village! They sit and wait until you're all nonexpecting, and then, BANG!" He assumed a dramatic, low voice. "They suck out your soul!"
If it were physically possible, Shikamaru's eyebrow would have left his head in it's quest to get higher.
"Are you for real?"
"YES, I'M FOR REAL!"
"Why are you so afraid of them if they're 'harmless woodland creatures'?" Shikamaru asked, forming quoations with his fingers.
"They're born with weapons on their heads!" Kankurou shouted frantically.
"And I'm not afraid," he added huffily.
Okie...
PLEASE DON'T HURT ME, MIDORI!!!! (falls on her knees) I DIDN'T MEAN FOR IT TO BE SO SHORT! IT WILL GET LONGER, I PROMISE!!!!!!!!!
Wait...
Does Midori actually read this...?
(ponders this while going off in search of the file for Catharsis, chappie 9)
