Hey guys, reviews - Please? - Do I have to bed? Almost 1500 people have viewed this, but three have reviewed? D: Thanks for those who have though! Even if it's as simple as 'I favorited this, it's cool!' or constructive like 'I think Temari's kindness is too ooc' (Which I'll fight you on. She's a very delicate character! I see her as very beneath that sad paper tough skin maternal xD) I'll take whatever you want to write down :) Either way, enjoy!
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Laying in the medical tent, Temari folded her arms and looked down at Shikamaru, who was being casually treated for minor wounds, "Is that what we are?"
"Hm?"
"Dating."
"Oh," Shikamaru smirked and shrugged, "Wanna be my Kunoichi babe?" He flinched even before she had raised her hand to smack him upside the head, "Expected that much."
"You should have," Temari rolled her eyes, not feeling the need to reiterate that he was a genius.
"The opportunity presented itself without me being convinced your brother was going to kill me, I had to take it. If you don't want to be anything serious, I understand."
"Did I ever say I was opposed?"
Shikamaru smirked, "Nah, guess you didn't."
"Didn't think I did," Temari relaxed back against the wall once more, "Than again, if I did, I figured you'd know."
"I wouldn't doubt your intelligence," Shikamaru smiled as he relaxed his arms behind his head, "But, getting caught in my shadow jutsu, and then just letting me have my way with you.."
"I didn't 'let' anything happen," She argued, "You said it yourself – I'm one bossy Kunoichi."
"My stupidity may lead to this claim, but I'd say my first kiss definitely belonged to me-"
"Did you say 'the' or 'my'?" Temari raised a brow. It took a moment for Shikamaru to figure out what she was implying, but he realized his mistake much too quickly; His silence only furthered her claims, "Your first kiss was back in those woods?"
Shikamaru thought of denying the claim, but sighed as he thought it futile, "Lame, I know. But finding a girl to kiss would have been such a drag. And then the kiss would have been a drag since I didn't like it all… There was the one time Ino propositioned me for one since she said she needed practice, but that'd be like kissing my sister so-"
"You're cute when you ramble," Temari giggled.
"You're not so bad when you smile either," Shikamaru was blushing furiously, but maintained his cool.
"What have I gotten myself into?" Temari questioned, pushing off the wall to stroll across the room to Shikamaru, "First I kiss, now I'm dating a lazy Shinobi from the dreadful leaf village, who hadn't even kissed a girl before me, and clearly can't control his blood flow as well as his chakra." She poked his cheeks with a knowing smirk. Shikamaru turned away,
"It's the medicine."
"You wish," Temari teased, "What, the cocky Shinobi won't acknowledge his feelings?"
"Not when I'm being mocked for them," Shikamaru grumbled.
Temari softened, tenderly leaning in to whisper, "I'm sorry, Shikamaru."
Whether it was her breath or her words, she sent a shiver down his spine. Turning back to her, he stared up into her dark teal eyes for a long time, before angling his chin up, inviting her to kiss him. She knelt so only centimeters separated their lips, but whispered teasingly, "I'm not that easy," But before the sigh could escape his lips, "But I still call the shots." She pressed her lips to his, smiling as she did.
The next morning, Temari woke to Shikamaru making breakfast. She gave him an odd look, which responded with, "What? I can't cook?"
"When have you ever cooked? You're too lazy for this."
"Oh contraire," Shikamaru muttered, "Put this Shinobi through a night of pointless questioning, and he's so hyperactive he resorts to cleaning and cooking, and-"
"Oh, that's why," Temari sighed, "Why didn't you sleep? The cot must have been more comfortable than the tatami mat-"
"This war," He shook his head, "Why can't I get a straight answer for it? Why can I not just-" Shikamaru's fist pounded down – seemingly oblivious to the fact that he was hovering over a hot stove. He hardly winced, pulling his hand away and shaking it out, though it was clearly red from the burn.
"Shikamaru, you forget, you're dealing with the Akatsuki. They're genius' in their own right!"
Shikamaru plated whatever food he was cooking and shoved in front of Temari, "I haven't got much of an appetite."
Temari looked at the plate – fantastically prepared eggs, ham, and small pancakes sat on the plate – she laughed; He would be a master chef, wouldn't he? Just much too lazy to cook.
"You're starving," Temari sighed, "Don't let this get to you. We have time."
"We might, but they don't," He stared out at the window at the Shinobi, "Every second wasted, another life-"
"Did you ever think they've planned this too?" Temari was getting flustered with Shikamaru's… flustered attitude, "The smartest of the nin should be expected to discover their plans. Driving them into madness could be a technique."
"You give them too much credit," Shikamaru laughed cynically.
"Never underestimate the enemy," Temari growled, "You're not acting yourself Shikamaru-"
Shikamaru untensed and looked at Temari with kinder eyes, "Sorry. Being a shitty boyfriend. Want to go for a walk or something?"
Temari laughed softly, "How romantic," She rolled her eyes, "But I appreciate your effort. Sure, let's go for a walk."
Sticking close to the camp, Shikamaru and Temari walked, her arm hooked on his, keeping their voices low, "How's your back?" Shikamaru asked, an attempt at making conversation about something beside his madness.
"Fine," Temari shrugged, "Now, so you can return to your sanity, tell me what you already figured out. We'll work on this together."
"There's only two – three if you count Uchiha.." Shikamaru shivered at the idea that he might have to kill someone Naruto would do anything to protect – which would lead to Shikamaru to fighting Naruto, "Madara is the mastermind. But Zetsu is not to be taken lightly either. Their plans are to have us destroy each other.. No," Shikamaru nodded, "Madara's plan is to have us destroy each other. Zetsu, he's clueless."
"What makes you think-?"
"Madara has no tie to any of them," besides Sasuke, "He will use Zetsu as a pawn just as quick as he would anyone else. My thinking is, Zetsu is only half-brained, like everything else about him. It doesn't take a genius to see that he's a pawn."
Temari nodded, "How do we get to Madara? That's the question."
Shikamaru knew the answer, but couldn't bring himself to speak it allowed. Getting to Madara could be done – defeating him is another question. Instead, they would have to get to things important to him. But that wasn't their fight.
"Of course," Temari understood, or so Shikamaru thought, "You think you can dominate! We'll see!" Temari giggled and pressed Shikamaru to the tree, her lips finding his. What the- Shikamaru heard it.
