ShikaTema-Chapter 6
Temari looked on at her opponent with ferocity. It was after all, the only thing she could do in the face of danger. Especially like this... The man looked thouroughly pleased with himself. Temari seethed as she attempted to touch her ankle. It stung terribly, and she knew it would be no use to try and walk on it. She quickly looked around, trying to find her fan, which was laying, abandoned, about 10 feet from her.
"Ehug..." She moaned turning back to the man. " My fan is way to far out of distance... There's no way I'd reach it in time..." Temari found herself thinking about more strategies, but even as they ran through her head, she knew they'd never work. Not at this point. Her leg was damaged, and she was running low on chakra...
"This isn't looking good..." She told herself slowly. " It really isn't looking good..." The man made his way closer, making several hand signs, preparing a jutsu.
"I promise I'll make it quick..." He said. "And if possible, non-painful... though, I doubt I can surmount to as much..." Temari didn't know what to do. She couldn't just give up, but she had no way of saving herself... She was lost... She could do nothing...
Her life seemed to flash mercilessly before her eyes... Everything that had happened to her... her brothers, her friends, all her experiences... She closed her eyes, and awaited the final blow. She had failed. Her first day at Konoha, and the first news concerning her about her trip to Konoha, was that she was deceased...
However, no such blow came. She heard the man gulp and scream out. She opened her eyes, and instantly, they grew wide. Standing just feet away from the man, was none other than-
"Shi-Shikamaru?" Temari stuttered. "But how-?" Shikamaru smiled.
"Well," He said as he made the man lift up and drop the whip and his stance. " My instincts told me that you were in trouble... so, Here I am..." He then changed his handsign. "Let's see how you like picking on someone of you own gender..." Suddenly, shadow-like tendrals creeped up the mans body, and closed themselves around his neck. Soon, he was dead, and Shikamaru realeased him, letting him fall foreward on the ground. Shikamaru stood straight and looked at Temari. She still was wide-eyed with shock. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.
"I thought you were... far away from here..." She said in awe. "I can't believe it..."
"Yeah, well..." He said hand behind his head. " Me neither, now come on, let's go." Temari nodded and was about to stand up. Unfortunately for her, she forgot about the wound on her ankle.
"ARGH!!" she screeched fallling back down. Shikamaru looked at her in concern.
"Are you alright? What happened?" He went over and bent down. He took a look at her ankle. It was now a dark reddish-purple, and was swelling. The blood was caked around it.
"Why didn't you tell me about this?" He asked looking into her eyes. "I could have picked you up..." He wrapped an arm around her waist and under her arms and lifted her up.
"I forgot..." She said. "I don't usually get injured like that... I'm not used to it." Shikamaru sighed and looked up at the clouds.
"Well... I guess we'll have to report this mission a complete failure..." Shikamaru said
"Not necessarily..." Temari said holding up a scroll. Shikamaru looked at it curiously.
"What's that?" He asked. She smiled sneakily.
"That man was way to cocky... he didn't realize half the fight was a distraction... And he dropped this on his way to get me..." She smirked and Shikamaru shook his head.
"You are one crazy women..." He said.