Shikamaru awoke warm, happy and looking forward to the day.
It amazed him that even though he defeated Asuma in countless games of shogi, Asuma's wisdom was incredibly greater than Shikamaru's.

He wiggled closer to Temari, so his arm was in a more comfortable spot on her stomach.
She inhaled, mumbled something about going faster, and not stopping, and then exhaled.
She awoke 10 minutes later, but only let him know 20 minutes later.
They exchanged good mornings, and Shikamaru became lost in her big, turquoise eyes.

After an hour of quiet chat they got up, Shikamaru had never been so embarrassed in his life, but Temari WOULD NOT leave the bathroom as he tried to shower.
"Will you get out? You troublesome woman."
"Ha-ha! No way Crybaby! Strip, Nara-kun."
Shikamaru was mortified she was making him be nudey in front of her.
"Ugh! I'd rather take on that flute-toting, sweary sound-girl again, this is so troublesome! Just get out already!"
"Hurry up! A good showman never keeps the crowd waiting!" declared Temari with a giggle, sitting on the floor across from the shower with a sly grin plastered on her face.

Shikamaru was bright red as he stood there in his boxer shorts.
All of a sudden Temari launched forward and yanked them down; Shikamaru made a sound like a cat being stood on, and swung around and leapt into the shower, slamming the frosted glass door behind him.
Temari cackled like the sand witch she was, rolling around his bathroom floor, roaring with laughter.

Shikamaru stood under the water, sighed, and became scrubbing his back with his trusty shower brush.
He heard the shower door open, he looked over and Temari was stark nekkid, trying to get in, Shikamaru stopped brushing, his eyes went wide and an eruption of blood cascaded from his nose, he turned around to face the wall, and went into a sitting fetal-postion, and tried to usher her out with timid pokes of his brush
"Gah! You troublesome woman! What are you doing? Get out!"
"Pff, I'm having a shower, gimme that brush, stop being a baby and STAND UP, your wasting water."
So Shikamaru refused to admit to himself he enjoyed his shower with Temari, but deep down it he acknowledged it was probably the best one yet.
They scrubbed each others backs, and the like.
Temari left first, when Shikamaru heard her leave the bathroom, so he exited the shower himself, he always brings his change of clothes into the bathroom so he got dressed in there.

Breakfast was a joint campaign of omelets, Temari preparing the ingredients, and Shikamaru cooking them, it was just plain safer this way.

After 'brunch', they hit the town, as there wasn't any business until the next day.
After trawling through the shopping district they had dango for lunch, they decided to take a rest in the park.

"Temari?" Shikamaru asked in a low voice
"Hmm?" she asked absent-mindedly, looking at the clouds, it seemed she DID get into it after trying it.

"Why did you think I hated you?"
"Oh, that…" She suddenly became very down trodden.

Shikamaru sat their patiently, not wanting to push her into answering.

"I guess, because, I'm often a little to…teasing with guys."
"By 'teasing you mean violent, loud, nagging, and a pain in the ass?"
WHAM, CRUNCH Shikamaru saw it coming, and tried to dodge, that earned him 'two for flinching'.

"Argh, that hurt you troublesome woman."
"Well you deserved it!"
"Do you act like that because you are afraid?"
"Pfff, of what, Captain Feminine-Side?"
"That you'll be all alone?"
This struck Temari dead center, since her mother died giving birth to Gaara, and her father, Yondaime Kazekage was neglectful and obsessed with the village's return to grace, she only had Kankuro, as she couldn't approach Gaara with out a death threat back in those days. She'd often beat on Kankuro or shout at him. Shikamaru expected this was because she was never shown how to express those kinds of feeling to others.

"I bet she never got that troublesome talk about 'the birds and the bees', to think Dad and Mum actually did THAT…" Shikamaru gave a little cringe of horror and turned back to Temari.
"I haven't run away, and neither has Kankuro."
Temari went from looking at the ground in a deep melancholy to staring at Shikamaru wide eyed, whilst he'd gone back to gazing at the sky again.

Unfortunately Shikamaru's Mother came along.
Shikamaru's heart skipped a beat, Between Temari and Yoshino (his mother) they'd have him dead of heart failure in a few years.
"Agh…this is going to be a bother, the two most troublesome women on the planet at the same time…"

"Hello Shika, who's your friend there?"
"Temari."
"INTRODUCE US PROPERLY LAZY BONES!" Roared Temari, she bashed him in the back of the head for further emphasis.

"Now THERES a woman who makes sure she's treated properly! Shika always had such fine tastes in girls!" His mother reflected on the two.
"Ugh, Temari, this is my mother, Nara Yoshino. Mother, this is Temari of Sunagakure No Sato."
"Ooh, your girlfriend Shika?" She asked innocently.
"Ergh…noo mum. Your so troublesome sometimes."
Temari stood back and watched Yoshino ruthlessly interrogate her son for further information.
"Well, Yoshino-san, why not have Shika-kun and myself over for dinner tonight?"
Temari was giving Yoshino the sweetest smile she could muster.
"OF COURSE! I'll have Shikaku (Shikamaru's father) get some things at the shop, be over by 8, Shikamaru, NO LATER."
(his deep, defeated sigh) "Sure…"

"Don't you roll your eyes at me, young man!"
Shikamaru loudly exhaled as his mother scuttled off, happily muttering that her 'little Shika has finally grown up!' and 'his dad is going to be so proud!'

Shikamaru and Temari strolled through the streets of Konoha, all the buildings lit up with inner lights and neon signs.
Shikamaru had his usual outfit on, and Temari had bought more of the black outfit she purchased the other day, so she wore that.
They knocked on the door, Shikamaru gave his usual expression of discontent, and Temari linked her arm in is and met his mother with a sunny smile.
"GREETINGS YOSHINO-SAAAN!" boomed Temari
Yoshino looked at her son, calmly expecting a greeting.

"…."

Temari got annoyed and elbowed him in the ribs, non too gently either.
"Hi mum…" He ended with a deep exhale of pain.
Temari recovered her cheery expression.
"Meeting Shika-kun's parents! I wonder what his dad looks like…"
She could see a slight resemblance of him in his mother, so she deduced he'd look like his father more.

After removing their shoes and donning their house slippers, they entered the one of many impressive Nara households.
Yoshino led them through to a sitting area, with a roaring fireplace at one end, the room wasn't huge, but was lavish, it wasn't overcrowded with signs of wealth, but it still looked classy.

Temari kept looking from Shikamaru to Shikaku, back and forth again, and again in shock.
"WHAT? Is THAT his father? No way! They're almost identical except for the scars his father has! Shikamaru has a very handsome future…" Temari couldn't help but smirk at this thought.
Shikaku approached them with a small grin.
"Hello….Temoora was it?"
"It's TEMARI." She said gruffly, and then sweetly added "Nara-san."
"Ah, my mistake…name's Shikaku, none of that troublesome Nara stuff okay?"
"Sure!"
"Oh jeez, he's like Shika-kun in more ways than one…troublesome." Temari thought with slight discomfort, was it he the influence on Shikamaru or Shikamaru the influence on him? Temari didn't know.

The Nara family, although one of the elder clans of the village, they were very humble, most of them living on the outskirts of the village where the clan deer could be bred and look after better, there was more open spaces and food for the deer there, whereas Shikamaru's immediate family lived closer to the city center.

After telling his parents about herself, Temari lent back wore an amused grin whilst Yoshino berated Shikamaru and his father to cook dinner faster, informing them that she had done most of it already, and they should stop whining and just get on with it, and when Shikamaru casually walked in the room again Temari asked:
"Are you finished? I'm starving."
"Um, not quite bu-"
"GET IN THERE AND FINISH COOKING IT THEN!" his mother and Temari told him, in unison (scary).
"Urgh…troublesome women, both of you." He muttered, shuffling back in the kitchen defeated, his escape attempt was foiled.

"That boy…just like his father, no matter how hard I try they just don't listen, I don't ask much, I just want them to cook for once, sure, Shikaku helps around the house, but Shikamaru has always tried to get out of it, although he's a good boy, his room is neat and he's always tidey, he's polite and very kind, Chouji and him have been the best of friends for years (she thought to the drawing Shikamaru did many years ago, depicting himself and Chouji) he's just too damn lazy!"
Temari, knowing Shikamaru's side of things, began to see what kind of person his mother was; Strict, but loving, the strict side was for Shikamaru's own good, she just wanted him to grow up to be a good person, and in Temari's opinion, besides the constant complaining he was as he mother brought him up to be.
Temari really got on well with Yoshino.

Their dinner was highly tasty; Shikamaru shared his culinary skills with his mother and father, probably from the long line of chemists the Nara clan made up, with their often famous remedies and antidotes.

After dinner Shikamaru played against his father in Shogi, after they were done Temari and Shikamaru left.
After the brisk walk through the chilly night air, they arrived at Shikamaru's apartment.
They seemed to make watching television a ritual in the evenings, Shikamaru enjoyed it, as it relaxed him so he'd fall asleep faster.
Whilst brushing his teeth, Shikamaru noticed an odd, cylinder shaped thing in Temari's wash bag.
"Temari-chan…."
"Yes Shika-kun?"
"What's that exactly for?"
"OH!"
she went bright red and tried to hide the silver object but in her panic it fell out of the bag and bounced onto the bathroom floor.
"…." Shikamaru was stunned into silence. Temari had some kind of Torture Device in her wash bag, from the menacing buzzing it made whilst vibrating at a very high rate, it sounded dangerous.

He watched it dancing on the bathroom floor while a beet-red Temari tried to snatch it up.

"Why do you have some kind of interrogation device in your bag?"
"Umm…yea it's an interrogation device ahaha….never know when one of those will come in handy!"
"Phew, Shika-kun has never seen a vibrator before? Wow, what is that Ino chick, a nun or something? He's never heard of 'toys'…good god…"

"hmm..what ever, you troublesome woman." He spat out the tooth paste and washed his tooth brush.
"I really liked your parents Shika-kun, we have to do that again sometime!"
"Mmmm…..no. it was troublesome."
Temari just rolled her eyes and followed him to the bedroom.
She liked sharing a bed with Shikamaru, he was so gentle and warm, and she wondered how she ever slept alone in her bed beforehand.

After the covers had been thrown over them, they snuggled in together, and said goodnight.
Shikamaru fell asleep after Temari, as usual.
He had a strange dream about fish shaped biscuits eating Konoha.

Man, these are getting a little trickier each time to come up with plot ideas…
Im really scraping the bottom of the barrel here guys, I have an idea for the next chapter, I have no idea after that…
(Halfway mark! Yay!)

Im too lazy to proof read sorry
(oh by the way I don't actually own Naruto or any of the names, but we're having a chat about it and I might be getting stocks soon!)
(that was a joke)
(I really don't want to be sued or something)
(pff like it'd happen…)
(would it??)