Hey guys! Sorry for the long wait, I have just been caught up in college and, with the rare free time that I have, working on another fic, Rapture. It's Bleach, for anyone who cares, and Hitsukarin. I don't know if I've mentioned the story already, but if I have, I apologize for repeating myself!

Okay! I am finally caught up with the manga! Whoop whoop! Just thought I'd share that accomplishment.

I don't own Naruto. If I did, Sasuke would stop being so frickin' annoying, own up to his actions, and LET THINGS GO! Omg, that kid is causing so much trouble, and he is not even worth it!


Temari was a princess.

Sure, she didn't look like it. She physically did not fit the part, being strong and muscular instead of delicate, like a princess should be, and she was anything but demure, her clothes only bothering to cover the essentials. Her hair constantly ran wild, barely being contained by their pigtails.

She definitely didn't act like one. She was loud, frank, and said things that would make a sailor blush. She used brute force first and asked questions later. And, unlike the stereotypical princess, Temari was not afraid to get down and dirty. Not to say that she wasn't clean; she showered as often as the next person. It's just that dirt and sweat, sand and grime, they were all old pals, and who was she to reject a friend?

Despite not looking the part, and not acting the part, Temari was Suna's princess, and had grown up being treated as such. If she wanted something, it would be given to her, no questions asked.

Therefore, "no" was not in Temari's vocabulary, and, being Temari, she charged after whatever she wanted, fully expecting to have it.

Poor Nara. He didn't know what was coming.


Shikamaru walked along the road, his hands in his pockets. His gaze was lifted towards the sky, still looking at the fluffy clouds.

He sighed. He had been minding his own business, watching the clouds and enjoying the breeze on his favorite grassy hill, when Temari stomped over, demanding that he take her to lunch. Troublesome woman.

Said woman walked beside him, practically leading the way. Why she still needed a guide, Shikamaru didn't know.

"Hey, Nara," she said suddenly.

Shikamaru did nothing to show he had heard her, walking ahead into the alleyway that lead to the restaurant. Oh, how he missed his hill.

"Nara," she said again, her tone a bit more dangerous.

Shikamaru didn't need to be a genius to know that he should answer. "Mendokuse," he mumbled to himself, shifting his gaze down to the desert nin. "What? What do you want, Temari?"

The next few seconds were a blur, and Shikamaru's agile mind worked to keep up. The first thing that he noticed were Temari's seafoam green eyes, inches from his own. Then, the pain receptors in his brain suddenly went off, and he winced slightly. She threw me against the wall, he thought incredulously.

He could barely move, being trapped between the wall and Temari, and he noticed that she still held him in place by his collar.

Those eyes again. He wasn't sure what they wanted, but they were so close, he felt slightly cross-eyed. He lowered his gaze slightly, noticing for the first time the light sprinkling of freckles that adorned her nose.

Then her lips were on his, and his brain shut off completely. All he could do was feel. It was light, like the brush of a butterfly's wings, but at the same time, it was aggressive, daring him to object.

He wasn't sure how long she kissed him, but suddenly the pressure was gone and the wall was no longer pressing painfully into his back. He gaped at Temari, those eyes of hers no longer ridiculously close.

She gave him the smile, the one that for some reason always made his stomach drop out. "What do I want?" she repeated sarcastically, a finger tapping her chin in mock speculation. "Hmm, I wonder."

And then she resumed walking to the restaurant, leaving him gawking behind her.


A/N: What do you think? That one's been rolling around in my head for a while. Temari doesn't seem like the type who will take "no" for an answer!

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