Don't Judge!

Temari was standing on top of the hill, surrounded by glade-green fields, listening to the melody of chirping chicks and breathing in the floated smell of spring air, looking at the meadow that was littered with a horde of dandelions.

Her eyes darted to the couple, in front of her holding hands. She never thought this wedding would have given her this calmness and peace. Unknowingly a smile crawled on her face. Today their idiot friend- that some liked to call the hero- was about to marry and he was smiling so broadly you would think the sun itself was radiating all its light and warmth towards you.

She appreciated how the shyest of the girls looked though. Like she had all the valuable things in the whole universe in her grasp. Temari was happy to see them like this. She cracked into a smile. After all they'd been through; they deserved a little happiness and love in their lives.

From the corner of her eyes, she saw Shikamaru looking at the couple, smiling faintly. She smirked at how motivated he looked. It was quite surprising how they had spent the whole evening together without even knowing. They were assistants after all. Temari tried to reason. They weren't like other couples in the wedding, giggling and whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears. Temari cringed at that. They weren't even lovers. They even barely talked about anything besides work.

Her brows knitted all of a sudden. She looked down at her dark skirt and bright yellow shirt. He didn't even compliment her like Sai did the moment he saw Ino.

"You look stunning gorgeous."

Temari squeezed shut her eyes, blocking out Sai's voice in her head. Not that she cared anyway. But it was even the first time she wore make up and still he didn't say a word, regarding her change. How insolent. Not that she cared. Or maybe she did? She looked at her dress again, feeling all insecure all of a sudden.

Temari slapped herself inwardly. What the hell is wrong with you?

She opened her eyes. Now with the soft sound of traditional music filling the air everyone was dancing. She looked at the bride and groom, how they looked at each other with affection and how they perked each other's lips from time to time. This was supposed to make her feel sick in the stomach but she didn't know why she liked it. Looking back at Shikamaru, her stomach twitched into a knot. Her eyes fell on the man's lips. Maybe if she could-

Nonono. She looked away, shaking her head from side to side. Suddenly the cool spring breeze felt like a hell rising heat in the desert. She started to fan herself rapidly but it got even worse when a sudden familiar voice echoed in her ears.

"Do you wanna do that?"

"What?!" She snapped irritately. Her teal eyes made contact with Shikamaru's brown ones.

The genius cocked an eyebrow and took a step back. "You okay?" Temari's brow twitched. "I mean you look a little pale."

Putting her hands on her hips, this was all he had to say about how she looked? She wasn't sure but she felt like steam was rising from her head. "Why do you ask? Are you a medic or something?"

Once again, Shikamaru was lost. Only moments ago they were talking and laughing about how Tsuchikage had farted in a middle of the Kage summit. Now though, she seemed like a wounded dragon that was ready to slay everything and everyone standing on her way. Shikamaru considered asking if she was on her period but that only added more fuel to the fire, right?

"Troublesome," Shikamaru ran a hand through his hair, looking at the dancing couples. "I thought maybe you'd like to kinda, wanna, like possibly—"

"WHAT?!" Temari cut him off, raising her voice.

Shikamaru took a back a little but he wasn't going to let a woman yell at him like that. He was a man, after all.

"TO DANCE?" He yelled back, looking around to see two pairs of narrowed eyes on him. The Kazekage and the puppet master looked at him straight in the eye. He gulped. They looked dead serious.

"Oh?" Temari cooled down a little bit, smiling nervously. " I-uh-well—I don't know how to – uh- to that. " She paused, realizing she was sounding like Hinata, she cleared her throat." I don't dance." She snorted. "Pshh, dancing is for the weaks like you, Konoha people who are soft and- and-" Shikamaru crossed his arms over his chest, looking at her suspiciously.

How she wanted to wipe that smug expression off his face! oh look I didn't know his jawline was that on point-

"I NEVER DANCE!" She deadpanned, looking away to see Kankuro standing next to her grinning widely. Was he eavesdropping us?

His eyes soon shifted to Shikamaru. "She's lying. I saw her twerking the other day." Temari's eyes went wide at Kankuro's comment. Without a second thought she raised her hand to whack his insolent brother over the head but he dodged it pretty quickly, winking at her. "Like a professional." He mouthed before disappearing into the crowd, again.

Temari's face was all red now. Sure she didn't wish to wreak havoc on Naruto's wedding party but it just was getting more difficult by second.

She tried put on her best serious expression that she could master and turned to Shikamaru. She half-expected him to be smirking at her but he looked actually pretty bored, like his usual self although she could see it in his eyes that he was trying hard not to break into a wide grin.

"Don't. Judge. Me!" She hissed in a threatening voice. If he dared to do that, she'd just snapped his neck.

He gazed at her for a couple of minutes before capturing her around the waist. He spun around with her in his arms hugging her tight against his chest. He swung her out, and she twirled back in releasing his hands. When their bodies pressed together, he leaned close, raising both eyebrows, he whispered. "Don't judge."

And although she was in shock and unable to speak, she mentally reminded herself not to judge this man ever again.


A/N:

I don't know why, but every now and then I'm getting hit by a sweet, funny idea for ShikaTema and I write it without pondering!

And surprisingly, every time I love it lol, oh and by the way

DON'T JUDGE ME!

Special thank you to fanofthisfiction for reviewing my chapters! I love you! You're amazing! and those who have favorited and followed this fluffy series of one-shots. I love you too!

So as you all know spring is around the corner! YAY! I love spring not that I was born in spring and it's kinda my season but this season is the time when Persians celebrate their new year! SO YAY! My mom's a Persian and so we celebrate Nowruz every year. It's only 3 days to Nowruz, to be exact it's on Sunday 20 March! So just wanted to say:

Happy Persian New Year to all my Persian and non-Persian fellows out there!

Cheers

~Bella