Hello, a little later than promised. But I had a sudden inspiration! You guys! Thanks so much for the a-maz-ing reviews!!
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"Shut up." Temari mumbled in her sleep. She turned over and swung her arm around, shooing off some sort of invisible being.
"I wasn't talking."
Temari's eyelids fluttered open. "Huh?"
"You said 'shut up' to me. Just now," Shikamaru looked up from his book. Temari sat up and leaned back on the arm of the couch.
"I did not." Temari shook her head. "I don't talk in my sleep."
"Is the sugar rush getting to you?" Shikamaru raised his eyebrows. "Should I be concerned?"
"Shut up." Temari smiled. "There, now I've told you to…I win."
"Whatever." Shikamaru closed his book and stood up. "You should know that there's a festival of some sorts tonight. If you'd like to go, we could."
Temari smirked as she watched the light blush rise on his features. "Sure Lazy, I'll go." She ran her fingers through her hair. "I think I'll call Sakura for some girl time and to get ready. Sorry bud. You can't come."
"No problem. Nothing's more troublesome then women and their fretting over looks." Shikamaru rolled his eyes and left the room.
Temari laughed.
After her shower, Temari trudged into the kitchen, to find a note on the table.
Temari—
Chouji wanted BBQ and I agreed to go.
Enjoy your time with Sakura.
--Shikamaru
"Lazy, lazy, lazy…" Temari walked over to the cupboard where she had stored her cookies the night before. "He really did want one...or three." Temari shook her head.
Stealing one, Temari went to grab her bag and phone. Punching in the numbers she called Sakura.
"Hello? Haruno Sakura speaking." Sakura's happy voice rang loud.
"Ow!" Temari cursed under her breath.
"Hello? Temari?"
After turning her volume down, Temari answered. "Sorry. Hey, I've got a question for you."
"Shoot."
"Do you want to hang out and get ready for the festival tonight?"
"Love too. Honestly."
"Sweet! I'm glad. I was worried I'd have to attempt makeup on my own." Temari shuddered. Last time she and makeup mixed went terrible. She ended up having Kankuro help her…After washing off the zombie bride look.
"Did someone ask you, Temari?" Sakura paused. "A certain Nara?"
"Shut up."
"Oh my god! I am so happy for you!"
"You okay? So what if Lazy asked me?"
"He loves you! If only I was that lucky."
"What?!" Temari was pulling on her shoes. "Sasuke hasn't asked you yet?"
"No, not yet." Temari could easily detect the note of sadness in her voice.
"You want me to pummel him for you? Or I could go tell him. Come up with some clever plot where he'd meet us while we're out and I'd leave 'cause you know I'm to cool and he'd proclaim his love for you." Temari stopped to suck in a breath. "Oh, my Sakura Blossom, I love you with all my dark, cold Uchiha heart. Love me!!"
Sakura was laughing. "Temari, Sasuke wants to talk to you."
"What?! He's with you?!"
"Hold on." The rummaging between the phone passings sounded.
"Hello, Temari? This is Sasuke. Never, I repeat never, impersonate me again. You give me absolutely no mercy. See you later."
"You've got to be freaking kidding me. Sakura! Why would you do such a thing to me?!"
"It's not my fault that you had to call while I'm fixing up Sasuke and I had to put you on speaker phone."
"But will you later?"
"Yeah, see you outside the hospital in ten. Love ya!" Sakura kissed and hung up.
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Four hours and countless numbers of shops later, Sakura and Temari were heading back to Sakura's apartment. Both had bags with stuff for the festival that night.
Out of Temari's bag came out a black skirt and a deep purple off-the-shoulder top. The top had scattered black and gold stars on it.
"Go put it on!" Sakura pushed her towards the changing wall.
When Temari walked out, Sakura was smiling. "I love it. It's totally you. Shika-kun will love it."
Temari narrowed my eyes at the name Sakura picked out for Shikamaru. When Temari's eyes opened completely again, her mouth fell open. Sakura was wearing a yellow and pink flowered halter top with a pink beach wrap around her waist. Temari could see the skin tight tan shorts underneath though.
"Come on! Makeup!"
"Actually Sakura, I change my mind. Makeup is for, well, you and Ino."
"Don't be scared, Temari. I'm good with this stuff."
"Fine. Light though. Nothing to dark."
"Deal."
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"Shikamaru, hey it's Temari. I'm at Sakura's and I thought that you could come, well, you know, come get me from here. I'm slightly under attack right now—bye." Shikamaru shook his head at the voice mail.
That was the fifth time he had listened to it in the last hour since he had gotten it.
Shikamaru was a genius. This he knew. He also knew that he was going to kiss Temari tonight whether or not it killed him because he knew that he couldn't get much more obsessed then how he was already.
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The festival is next chapter!! I'm really excited about writing that part.
Yes, I know, they don't have cell phones. And yes, they probably wouldn't be so casually dressed. Oh well…
Review!! I love them sooo much!
--Jess