Title: Sweet Release
Summary: After him, no other man could satisfy the hunger the dark man left his lovers with. They called him Casanova. ShikaTema
Author: Bibliophile Nincompoop
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"The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return."
~Moulin Rouge
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Chapter 9: Daughter-in-Law
Temari had been asleep on the Nara's guest bed for about ten hours. When they arrived early that morning Yoshino nearly cried seeing them both. Of course she hugged Temari, thanking every god known to man that she was alive. And then she hit Shikamaru, yelling at him for not telling her where he was going and nearly giving her a heart attack. The Nara matriarch had quickly made her son get the guest room ready for Temari. Those stairs seemed to take out the last bit of her energy because as soon as her head hit that pillow, she was out. Dead to the world.
"Hey, troublesome woman, it's time to get up." He nudged her out of her deep slumber.
She groaned and looked at the pineapple head man, "Crybaby? You're awake before me? What kind of world is this coming too?"
"Ha ha very funny." He sat down on the bed beside her. "You're not going to tell her are you?"
"Tell who what?" The blonde sat up rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
"My mother, about the mission and my secret." Shikamaru's eyes were downcast in fear, but his body still held his lazy appearance.
Temari just smiled at him, "I am bound not to tell the details of that national security mission and it's not my secret to tell."
He sighed in relief, "Thanks."
"What is that smell?" Temari took a deep breath through her nose, smelling an almost heavenly aroma. "There is only one thing in the world that smells that good..."
"Dinner's ready!" Yoshino bellowed from the stair case.
The sand ninja ran down those stairs so fast that the Roadrunner would have a go for his money. Leaving the lazy man laughing upstairs. Temari halted in the kitchen where Yoshino had the table already set, it was a beautiful sight. The blonde was piratically drooling, she hadn't had Mrs. Nara's cooking in over two and a half years. It was a sight for sore eyes.
The older woman chuckled warmly, "I see my cooking still sends you running."
"Yes ma'am it does." Temari returned a smile. Shikaku walked into the kitchen stopping when he saw her. "Hello sir. it's nice to see you again."
"Temari dear, you can stop with the formalities." Yoshino beamed. She had always considered Temari as the daughter she never had, and she was the greatest daughter anyone could ask for.
Shikaku rubbed his eyes once more still staring at the blonde woman, "You're alive?"
Yoshino came over to her husband setting him in his seat at the end of the table, chuckling. "Don't think to much about it dear, you might hurt yourself."
Shikamaru walked into the kitchen and then immediately sat down to the left of his father, slouching like always.
"You'll get scoliosis like that." Temari whacked him on the back of the head before she sat beside him. "Sit up straight."
The Nara heir sat up properly as he was told, sighing as if you had just asked him to go to the moon and back.
Yoshino nearly fainted at the sight. Her son? Her lazy good for nothing incompetent extremely to the point of being a slug lazy son did as he was told with out a 'troublesome'. Even the fact that he complied with the young girl's demand was a godsend. This was her future daughter-in-law, even if Shikamaru didn't like it. Which she knew he did.
"Whipped." Shikaku whispered to his son.
Shikamaru grunted narrowing his eyes at his dad, "Father like son."
"In more ways than one." The older man looked at the blonde who was piling her plate to the brim. My son fell for a troublesome woman. Atta boy.
They had been eating their food in silence, though the blonde would murmur a 'that's so good' every now and again. Yoshino smirked evilly, when the figurative light bulb flashed above her head.
"Temari how long have you known my son?" The flaxen haired woman asked. Shikamaru nearly choked on his food.
"Too long." She replied, "Why do you ask?"
Yoshino tapped her chin in thought though her eyes twinkled in mischief, "Oh, it's nothing really... It's just I am so surprised my son hasn't courted you yet."
Shikamaru could have died at that moment. Come on mom! Damn troublesome woman!
"What he never told you that we had dated?" Temari gasped, punching the man next to her. "You never told your mom?"
"You dated?!" Yoshino yelled. "Why didn't you tell me Shikamaru!?"
This is so troublesome, this is the definition of troublesome.
"Well!?" They screamed in unison.
Shikamaru chuckled nervously, "I'm an idiot?"
Both women calmed and once again agreed at the same time. "I know."
The flaxen haired youth glared at his father, "I hate your genes." The scarred man could only chuckle at his dear son's dispense.
"Wait." Yoshino nearly blanched. "Had dated?"
"Shikamaru broke up with me." The blonde said frowning ever so slightly. "But I agreed nevertheless."
The older woman growled at her son, almost as fierce as a lion's. "If this clan didn't need your offspring, I'd disown you."
"You'd pick Temari over you own son?" Her husband asked.
His younger counterpart scoffed rolling his eyes towards his father. "Do you even have to ask that?"
Both girls chuckled. The older woman could tell by the look in the two in front of her, that they still kindled a roaring flame for one another. Good because I want to be a grandma as soon as humanly possible. Oh those sounds of pitter patter from baby feet! Dark haired grand-babies with bright eyes, how delightful!
"Shikamaru," Temari scolded. "your mother loves you. Even though I am much cooler that you, she still loves you."
"Hn. Ow!" The young Nara glared daggers at the blonde who had whacked him upside the head again for 'hn'-ing her. But she was perfectly composed, sitting straight as a ruler. His eyes softened while looking at her. She was happy, and wasn't hiding it. Smiling the biggest he had seen in the longest time. Only his mother could do such a thing, make another scary troublesome woman act like a normal human being.
"Temari dear help me with the dishes." Yoshino directed more that asked. "You boys go sit in the living room, I'll bring you out some tea and dessert in a minute."
They all nodded and went to their commanded areas.
Shikamaru couldn't help but try to listen to what the two women were talking and giggling about in the kitchen, but it couldn't have been good considering Temari and his mother were giggling. Giggling mind you. Giggling definition, the laughter of women who are not evil, scary, or harmful in anyway. Ok well that was Shikamaru's definition, but it was pretty damn close. Whatever they were planning it was going to involve him in some way, and it wasn't going to be pretty.
"Sit down dear." Yoshino instructed to Temari who was holding a platter of filled teacups and a piece of chocolate cake on four white doilies. The three quickly grabbed their dessert and tea devouring it. The Nara woman walked over to the built in shelves, grabbing nearly every single photo album she had collected throughout the years. She came and sat down by the blonde promptly opening the book showing pictures of a young couple. "I was so good looking then, I could have any pick of any of the boys. Except one. He said that I was the most troublesome woman he'd ever met and he'd never date a woman like me. Now I'm married to his lazy ass."
Temari smiled at the picture, "What possessed you to go after a Nara?"
"I guess it was the fact that he was unattainable." Yoshino smiled warmly. "Then I found myself forcing him to notice me, sometimes even beating the snot out of him. But he would still just call me a troublesome woman."
Just like me and Shikamaru... The blonde's smile fading at the thought.
"And the next thing I know I am marrying him." She flipped the page to their wedding. Yoshino was wearing a beautiful white kimono with red flowers falling downward and collecting at the hem of the dress. Shikaku looked just like Shikamaru, he's scar still not present on his face. "And then we had a baby." Temari laughed at the hundreds of pictures of the baby Shikamaru. Some where he was playing, some when he was sleeping, and some during bath time. He was almost always wearing clothes though, he probably figured even at that age that those photos would come back and haunt him.
"He's so adorable." The Sunan princess gushed, "What happened?"
Shikamaru rolled his eyes a slight blush on his cheeks, "Troublesome woman."
"And then our lazy little boy got a friend." Both girls smiled prettily at the picture of the chunky sweet faced boy and the lean darker boy who had an adorable smile on his narrow face. "And then he got more and more." Most of the pictures were with his teammates, Temari nearly growled at the blonde in the pictures jealous of her. How much time she got to spend with Shikamaru, but never saw him more than a friend. Other of the pictures had the other kids she'd met at the chunin exams. "He even met a girl."
Temari felt her heart sink into her stomach, but it leapt into her throat as the page turned. "Hey wait that's me."
It was a picture of Shikamaru and her, it was after she saved him from that sound chick, she could tell by her outfit. Shikamaru was obviously sighing, but a small smile etched on his lips and she was grinning in triumph, she was most likely picking on him like she did often at that age. The next picture was of them walking into the village, Shikamaru's face was content if not happy his hands shoved into his pockets as always and she was looking ahead. Temari nearly grimaced at her expression, she had a tight lipped smile her eyes gleaming in the sun she looked beautiful but open exposed and weak. But it was a beautiful picture of them.
"Shikamaru was quite taken with you, I could tell." Yoshino smiled. "He started reading books about Suna, the royal family, about your weapon. Though it made me angry he'd rather read than do his chores."
"I was just interested mom." He added in his defence.
"Yea, interested in me." Temari chuckled lightly.
Shikamaru sighed looking up at the ceiling, "Troublesome."
Shikaku yawned from beside them, whether it was real or fake none of them could tell. "Oh I am so tired."
Yoshino sighed lightly disappointed in her husband, he'd become even more of an old man. What happened to the man who would beg her to stay up all night and into the mornings to well... 'do taxes'.
"Well I guess we should go then." Temari stood from her spot taking the silver tray of dishes back into the kitchen.
Shikamaru quickly grabbed his mother by her arm and dragged her to a place where Temari couldn't hear them. "Mom..."
"I know I know that was a little bit much for you too being 'just friends'." She sighed sadly.
The young man looked confused, "No that's not it. I was wondering if I could have 'it'."
Yoshino smiled ear from ear, "By 'it' you mean my engagement ring that has been handed down in the Nara line for over three hundred years?"
"Uh, yes." He backed away from his mother so she couldn't crush him to death with one of her famous bear hugs. Instead the woman squealed delightfully and ran up stairs almost as fast as Temari when she came down them. Within seconds his troublesome mother ran down the stairs holding a silver wedding band with three single diamonds, the middle one being the largest. It was simple, and beautiful. She would definitely love it.
"Oh tell me the instant she says yes." Yoshino grabbed onto her son holding him. "If not I will have no choice but to chop you up and feed you to the deer."
"Troublesome woman." Shikamaru rolled his eyes walking to the door.
Yoshino smiled. I love you too son. I guess Temari will have to find out on her own that 'troublesome woman' means 'I love you'.
Temari walked out of the kitchen and to the door where Shikamaru was waiting, "It was nice to see you all again."
"Bye dear." The Nara woman smiled and waved goodbye.
The outside air was chilly, but it was nothing compared to the nights in Suna or in Kumo. It was nice, perfect almost. Everyone who was out were heading back inside or out eating. Shikamaru watched her out of the corner of his eye, fiddling with the ring in his pants pocket.
"That was a nice date." She said looking up at him.
His mouth was in a thin smile, just at the fact she was gazing at him. She wasn't angry with him anymore, he could tell by the twinkle in her jade eyes. "It was troublesome, but enjoyable."
"Just like me?" Temari chuckled.
"Exactly like you."
She stared hard at the fork in the road that they were at. "So are you going to set me up in a hotel or are we going to the embassy?"
"You don't like hotels." He said matter of factly. "And the embassy is pretty far from here..."
The blonde smiled, "I never did see this new apartment of yours."
Do want to see my bedroom while your at it? Oh stupid brain stop that!
Shikamaru walked into the building next to them opening the security gate. Temari stifled a chuckled, he was planning on this from the beginning. He was on the first level, first room, of course. Much to lazy to have to walk any farther than he had to. They walked inside and the blonde looked around appreciatively. It was clean, other than the layer of dust gathering from his absence. The walls were a pale green with white curtains. The couch looked worn in but soft and comfy most likely Shikamaru's resting spot, that or he is already planning ahead for his marriage. He'd probably spend many a night there. His apartment was small but cozy, it was much to her liking.
"It's nice." She said leaning against the wall, taking in all the pictures floating around the room and plush carpet. This house represented him, hell it even spelt like him.
Shikamaru didn't respond to her, all he did was eye her deep in thought.
"Hey pineapple head, are you alright?" The blonde asked him, her brows slowly coming together in concern.
The man walked straight up to her pushing her up against the wall, he wasn't brave enough to do it two days ago when he had her in this same position. If she pushed him away, he would accept it, he would wait. She went wide eyed at their closeness, breathing unevenly from the slight touching of their bodies.
"Do you love me?"
"What? Why are you asking me this?" Temari asked defensively not wanting to answer truthfully.
"Do you love me?" He repeated slowly, his voice deep and smoldering.
"No..."
"Liar."
Shikamaru's lips crashed against hers, pinning her further against the wall. Temari tangled her slender fingers in his hair forcing his mouth closer to hers breaking through his lips with her tongue. She moaned at how good he tasted. Her fingernails dragged down his back sinfully, all he could imagine was her doing that while they were in bed. He groaned against her mouth, the bulge in pants growing painfully in need against her abdomen.
She chuckled in his dispence, and pushed him away. "You don't get me that easily, you broke my heart twice."
He snarled in pain, but calmed his body. "I am willing to do anything."
Temari scoffed running her dancing fingers over his chest a blush appearing on her face, "I bet you are. There are still many firsts I haven't had." Shikamaru turned dark red in embarrassment, kicked off his shoes toward the door, and swooped her up and carried her to his bedroom. "I guess you're not a lazy bum all the time."
He layed her on the bed crawling on top of her and kissing her sensless. He ran his fingers through her loose hair, making a quick reminder of throwing away all hair ties. Quickly removing her obi and kimono, staring down at her half naked body his body tensed in lust. She wrapped her long legs around him and flipped their positions so she was straddling him. She leaned close and nibbled on his ear lobe and he growled in pleasure. Her chaste kisses led down his through and onto the material covering his body. He instantly hated clothes.
"These won't do." She smirked. Shikamaru threw off his vest and shirt in a flash, his chest rising and falling quickly. He grunted when he went to unbutton his pants when a pair on lacy blank panties blocked his way. She leaned froward and huskily said, "I'll do that."
She kissed down his wonderfully sculpted chest and abs down to pelvis, the pants went of swiftly but she lingered with his black boxer-briefs. She was nervous to say the least, she'd never pleased a man, on her own terms, before. But she wasn't scared, she wanted him, she was literally aching for him. She'd never felt that before. She was a grown woman, and her she was acting like a seventeen year old girl with her high school sweetheart. She fingered his waistband slowly sliding them off and threw them behind her. She couldn't even look, she was sure she was blushing. She felt warmer than the desert in the middle of July. Chuckling at her naive blush, Shikamaru wrapped his arms around her bringing her flat against his body, he rolled over so that he was back on top.
He smiled staring down at her, "When I am done with you, you're going to begging for me."
"I don't beg." She ran her hand bravely down his band latching her soft hand on his manhood, he moaned instantly.
He pulled himself out of her grasp, "You will my troublesome woman, you will."
"It's doubtful you lazy idio..." She gasped as his face lowered down between her legs, spreading the farther apart and slowly taking off her panties.
His tongue assaulted her jewel with ferocious hunger, and from the waves of pleasure it sent through Temari's body it took all her strength no to cry out. She bit down on her lip burying a hand in his now loose hair. Then he penetrated her with one skillful finger, and then two while his mouth sent her into sheer ecstasy. Her figure shook with pleasure, she took fist-fulls of the sheets under her trying to stay on planet earth.
Her back arched, the strangest yet most pleasurable feeling she'd ever felt.
His fingers and mouth went faster and faster, until she cried out in her orgasm her body shaking from it even afterwards. Shikamaru stopped himself, feeling himself wanting to release just from her moaning. He kissed up her body, pausing at her breasts. He wrapped his arms around her and unsnapped her bra throwing it across the room. He looked at his woman's beautiful face still adjusting to her body's climax, her eyes sparkled and her cheeks the most beautiful pink.
"Am I forgiven yet?" He smiled wickedly at her.
Where the hell is my lazy ass pineapple head, and when was he replaced with sexy Mc sex god? "Not even close." She breathed smirking back at him.
He took her soft rosy nipple into his mouth teasing it sinfully, kneading the other with a skillful hand. She bucked underneath him throwing her head back into the pillows. His throbbing shaft rubbed teasingly against her womanhood. Her nether lips seeping with her unfinished desire.
"Shikamaru pl.. plea.." She moaned, her will completely gone she was his.
He smirked up at her, "Plea..? Troublesome woman I don't know what that is."
She growled with anger, maybe her will wasn't so gone. She flipped him to his back, and quickly made her way down to his manhood. Temari nearly gulped at the size, in shock.
"Temari... what are you do..." He moaned aloud, glued to the bed, as she took the head of his shaft into her mouth.
Her small tongue drew circles around, she had never done this before so she once again was quite nervous. She took as much of him as she could into her mouth, which she thought was roughly four inches and she nearly half way. She grabbed the base of his shaft with her hand pumping it up and down in sync with her sucking.
"Temari I'm going to cu..." He looked down painfully at her. She took her mouth off of him, not allowing him his release. "Oh my fucking... Damn woman!"
"Torture isn't fun now is it?" She smirked at him. He grabbed her forcefully by her hips and aimed her above his fully saluted erection. She chuckled at his now eagerness, "Say please."
"If you don't I'll just turn the tables and then I'll be making you say please." He voice the deepest she'd ever heard it before, his eyes were dark with lust and need.
She held onto his shaft and slowly made her way down him inch by blissful inch. Both moaning together with their connection. Shikamaru smirked to himself when Temari's walls stretched from his size, being the largest man to be with her. She rolled her body on top of him and he couldn't help but stare at her beautiful body. He wanted to take her with such an animalistic urge that it was unbearable. He flipped her, being on top once again, and he filled her completely listening to her whimper helplessly.
She throbbed with need, and so did he. Within a second he was thrusting as hard as possible, she grabbed at him her nails tearing at his back trying to force their bodies to mold as one. His shaft plunged deeply inside of her, they were both so close, but Shikamaru wouldn't end it so quickly. He slowed himself, he slowly pulled out and slowly back in. It drove Temari insane.
"Take me now! Please! Shikamaru!" Her body convulsed in sheer torturous pleasure.
"Do you forgive me?" He smiled up at her, in all actuality he was in just as much pain as her, but being a man...
She growled, "Yes! Yes! Yes! I forgive you!"
With a triumphant smile her buried himself into her body, his rock hard body thrusting wildly sending her body of the edge and she screamed and Shikamaru followed yelling her name as he grabbed onto her shoulders pulling her body into his, filling as much of him as humanly possible inside of her. He collapsed on her chest breathing heavily.
"I told you I'd make you beg." The flaxen haired man nibbled on her neck.
She shrugged her shoulders, "I was just acting."
"What!?" Shikamaru practically screamed, but she laughed and he realized it was a joke. "Troublesome woman. I love you."
"Love you too." She smiled happily kissing him with all the suppressed love in her heart.
He ran his hand down her body exploring her lush curves, wanting to take her over and over again. She shuddered under touch.
"Shikamaru..." She said huskily, and he smirked before he pounced on her again.
They laughed and giggled, rolling around in bed, but one heart was still heavy with sorrow.
I love you... but I can't stay with you. I'm sorry Shikamaru.
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Was the 'tangy fruit' scene good enough? It was my first time writing one.
Anyways yes don't you love those women together?
Again warn me of spelling errors, 4,391 words.
Only two chapters left!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
