A/N: Here we are, final chapter. Thanks to all who read and especially to those who've reviewed. I hope yal've enjoyed this story, it's been a lot of fun to write. I love all these characters.

Disclaimer: I worship at the altar of Masashi Kishimoto.

Chapter 10: Lazy

Although it was traditional to have a honeymoon, Shikamaru and Temari decided to put theirs off indefinently. There was too much to be done what with all her things having to be moved temporarily to his small apartment while they looked around for their own larger place. They did, however decide to spend their wedding night at an Inn. Reality could wait a day.

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The next morning found the couple passed out in a tangle of sheets and blankets. Temari was the first to stir as the sunlight filtered in through the beige curtains. Her legs felt strangely heavy. A glance showed her that Shikamaru had thrown one of his legs over her at some point in the early hours when they finally fell asleep. She smiled sleepily and stretched her arms over her head. Her fingers tangled in what she thought was her own hair. When she pulled and didn't feel anything, she smirked and pulled harder.

Shikamaru grunted. She smiled wickedly and pulled again.

"Oi, troublesome woman," he growled without opening his eyes.

"Ohayo Nara." She turned to face him and kissed his nose.

"Che," he grumbled. "What do you want Nara?"

Temari rolled onto her stomach and traced the wrinkles on his forehead with her index finger.

"What a way to grump at your beautiful wife on your first official day as a married man," she pouted.

He cracked open an eye and smirked.

"Since when did you develop such delicate sensibilities?"

She smiled running her finger down his nose.

"Anou, if you must know," she sighed, "it was suggested by a couple of concerned kunoichi that I might want to work at being a bit more demure."

Shikamaru raised himself up on an elbow and looked shocked.

"I can't believe you actually know what that word means."

"Baka!" She laughed smacking his shoulder.

His hair was down, and she wanted nothing more than to get lost in it, but his voice interrupted her thoughts.

"So, what did you say to the dingbat duo?"

She was twisting a lock of his hair around her finger when her face broke out into a huge grin.

"I told them that by not wearing the tsumo kakushi I was making it known just how demure I intended to be."

He laughed and kissed her wrist.

"You wouldn't be a troublesome Nara woman otherwise."

He leaned forward and kissed her lips, attempting a replay of their wedding kiss.

"Easy Nara," she breathed when they pulled apart. "Keep that up and I won't be able to call you lazy anymore."

The last thing she saw was Shikamaru's raised eyebrows before she was grabbed and rolled over so that she was straddling her husband.

"Let me show you just how lazy I can be," he smirked.

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