"Um Saku-"
Suddenly he was cut off by a pair of soft lips on his. He lost control of his body. With no conscious thought he kissed her back. Softly at first, but then deepening it considerably. Placing on hand on her lower back he pulled her body close against his and lifted her up to her toes so he could reach her better. Sliding his tongue against her lips begging for entry he placed his other hand on the back of her neck. Gladly she obliged and opened her mouth for him. Instantly his tongue invaded her mouth. And then she was kissing him back just as deeply. At first they battled for dominance of the kiss. She dug her nails into his back. He pushed her back up against the door as it went on. Then slowly she allowed him to take control. Placing her hands on his chest she gave him free reign. Slowly he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him. Her nails dug into his shoulder to show him that she wanted more.
Breaking away, he gave her a small chaste kiss on the side of her neck, and was gone.
Walking in his front door, Shikamaru slammed it behind him. He turned to the wall and sat his forehead against it in frustration. "Dammit" he said allowed to himself. He walked over to the couch/bed and pulled it out. He almost never slept in the bedroom he set for himself. He really saw no point in it. There was really nobody who ever visited him. At least nobody other than his mother.
"Dammit", he exclaimed again and flopped backwards onto the bed. "Why did I run like that?" Feeling like a complete idiot he pushed himself sluggishly off the bed and walked to the back door let his dog, Miki, outside before he went to bed. Once her "business" was finished he walked over to the bed again and flopped tight back down. Miki looked up at him with intelligent amber eyes. "No, Miki, nothings wrong.", he stopped. "…..except for the fact that I'm talking to a dog" he finished and slumped back on his bed.
"Ow, dammit Miki!!" he exclaimed as she nipped at his ankle. He couldn't help but laugh as she looked up at him with what appeared to be a grin. After all this time he couldn't get used to the fact that she was just as intelligent as most humans. "Alright girl, go to bed. I'll see you in the morning."
With that he slumped back and stared at the ceiling for a while. Usually his thoughts for the night were "I hope mom doesn't come over tomorrow." Tonight though he couldn't stop thinking of Sakura. "I wonder if she'll come and return my shirt?" he mused. He smiled to himself as a plan began unfolding in his mind. Then he turned on his side and promptly passed out.
Sakura stumbled slightly as his body weight disappeared.
"Shi-Shikamaru?" she asked hesitantly. Looking around she realized he was nowhere to be found. And she concluded it was useless to look. He was long gone. "Especially given the amount of time it took me to recover from those lips!!" she thought to herself. Still she was frustrated as hell. "Grrrrrr…..Shikamaru!!! You are such an ass!!!" she yelled.
"Speaking of ass…he's got one hell of an ass!!!" Inner Sakura damn near screamed.
"OH…shut up you!" Sakura yelled back. Still she couldn't help smiling. He DID have one hell of an ass. She walked in the front door and closed it softly behind her. She made it all the way to her bedroom and was undressing before she realized she still had his shirt on.
That night Sakura slept in nothing but his shirt. She sat there and pulled the collar up over her face and drank in his scent like a drug.
"At least now I have a reason to go track him down tomorrow." she thought to herself. Grinning slightly she got comfortable. "I'm gonna have to make him pay for leaving me like that." she said into her pillow. She hunkered down and got ready for a night she knew would be haunted entirely by Shikamaru's hands and lips.