A/N: Shikamaru and Temari have a kid in this one. It's essential to the idea I have. The daughter- Shikari, because I gotta keep Ino-Shika-Chou going- is in her mid-teens. Shikamaru may be slightly OOC in this one.

MFN

"There they are. MFN," Temari said as she walked into the room to see her husband and daughter playing shougi.

"Mom, you're always saying that. What does MFN mean, anyway?" Shikari asked.

"My Favourite Naras," Temari replied, grinning.

Shikari shook her head at her mother.

Shikamaru smirked at his wife. "Yep, I'm definitely a MFN," he declared.

"And what makes you say that?" Temari inquired.

Shikamaru kept his gaze on Temari as he replied, "I'm a mother fucking ninja."

Temari narrowed her eyes at her husband, fighting back a smirk and about to reprimand him for his language in front of their daughter when Shikari spoke, a look of disgust on her face.

"Dad. Ew. Don't say that."

"Why not? I was talking about your mother," Shikamaru responded.

"Yeah. That's part of what makes it disturbing," Shikari informed her father.

"There's nothing wrong with your mother and I-"

"How about you imagine Gran and Gramps," Shikari swiftly interrupted.

Shikamaru viewed his daughter with a look of distaste. "Shikari, don't put images like that in my mind."

"And you get my point."

Shikamaru paused. "Right. Yeah."

Temari came and settled herself next to Shikamaru. "For a genius, you sure are dense."

Shikamaru wrapped an arm around her and drew her towards him. "It's because you came into the room and distracted me. Seeing you leaning against the wall there brought back memories."

Temari smirked. "Oh, those memories. How we 'christened' the house."

Shikamaru matched her smirk. "Mmm, that was fun," he murmured, leaning in for a kiss.

Shikari made a noise of disgust. "Ugh, I think I'm gonna puke." She climbed up from the ground. "Whatever. I'm going to find Daisuke," she said as she left the room.

"Don't come home too late!" Temari called.

"Yeah, yeah. Bye!" Shikari's voice called, and they heard the door close.

"Isn't she just precious," Temari muttered, then grinned at Shikamaru. "Wanna make another one?"

Shikamaru raised his eyebrows at her. "When I wanted two I was young and naïve and didn't know how troublesome they were. Or that I would marry a woman with such troublesome brothers." Then he smirked. "But I really don't mind the practice."

Temari laughed. "That's all I wanted to hear."

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A/N 2: Inspired by a fanart by samurai-PET on deviantART which had 'MFN' on- meaning 'motha fuckin' ninja'. Ok, so it was a SasuSaku pic, but 'MFN' was too classic to pass up, and this drabble was born. The end was partly inspired by a Jack Johnson song called 'Banana Pancakes' in which one of the parts goes: 'Like an ukulele, mama made a baby, really don't mind the practice, cos you're my little lady.' Yeah, I don't get the ukulele part either, but hey. It's a good song.