Sakura was still shaken up. Actually, she was freaked the fuck out. She still couldn't get Shikamaru out of her thoughts. She had tried getting to sleep. First to no avail, but eventually she did. 15 minutes later she forcibly woke herself up to keep her dream Shikamaru from molesting her into the next Era. She had been sitting under the tree behind her house for the past hour just staring at the clouds. Slowly she closed her eyes and relaxed. Sitting with her back up against the tree. Her thoughts once again drifting too Shikamaru "Christ….I feel like Nara." she thought to herself. "Lazy smartass….can't put effort into anything. How could nature be that much of a bitch. Giving that kind of genius to somebody so lazy. Seems like a complete waste if you ask me. Should have given him something else. Put that muscled body to some kind of use." Suddenly she was thinking of Shikamaru without his shirt on. Thinking of his sculpted chest and abs, wondering how it would feel to run her nails down his chest. Wondering what kind of reaction she could get out of him if she raked her nails softly down his back. Moving her hands down his chest, lower down his stomach….till she reached his belt and slowly
BAD TRAIN OF THOUGHT BAD TRAIN OF THOUGHT BAD TRAIN OF THOUGH. She forced her eyes open mentally yelled at herself. She went inside her house. "That's it." she said. "I'm going out tonight. I have to get him out of my head." She marched straight up to her room and began changing while still chastising herself mentally . "What the hell is wrong with you? Pull yourself together damnit!!! You can't be thinking of him like that. That man is such a dick. Speaking of dick I bet Nara has a huge…..DAMNIT!!!!!