Another one! -Slightly sad I'd like to think. [sorry if your not a fan of sasu-saku _Like myself_ however I thought it'd fit here]
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Disclaimer!
OH and I'm thinking about taking this idea and moving it to an actual fanfiction on it's own. Like, taking the plot-Shika is the Uchiha bodyguard- and making it a full length-chapter story. Let me know if it sounds like a good idea to you!
The true genius shudders at incompleteness - and usually prefers silence to saying something which is not everything it should be. -Edgar Allan Poe
Shikamaru realized that he'd never meet her beauty. Her soft flowing hair would never tickle his nose when he woke in the morning. The delicate touch of her soft fingers against his back would ever elude him. Tender and pink her lips remained an illusion to him, and her tiny waist, just another splendor he would never know. Her petite hands another mystery he'd never unlock, her mind, as closed to him as a bricked over door. He sat, only feet away from her and watched her carefully.
Gentle she twirls, her dainty feet cutting circles in the grass, holding out her hands.
Soft she laughs, hooking her hand around the waist of a small child with black hair who now joined her.
Affectionately she held his hand and they spun together. His little fingers locked onto hers like a vice.
She giggled, joyously, as if she was completely at home and in a moment of complete bliss she lifted the young boy into the air.
He laughed, his eyes like black coal lighting up like a spark in the night.
With longing she lowered him down and together they sat in the grass, "Mommy," He began, his voice flamboyant and elated and she kissed his forehead. "Where's daddy?" He asked and she ran her fingers through his hair. "He's on a mission." She told him.
He nodded, his eyes calculating with intelligence well beyond his years. "What mission?"
Looking up to Shikamaru she smiled, "I'm not sure my love," Her eyes returned to her son who grinned back at her, "But he'll be back soon. And in the mean time, we have Shikamaru-san to protect us."
Shikamaru ignored the fact that his heart burned at her formal use of his name. After all, it was his job. Hired as a bodyguard to the Uchiha's while Sasuke was away. If he had been in his right mind when the job was offered he'd have turned it down. Though he did have an excuse; He didn't know that Sakura was the objective here. Sasuke never pointed out that his wife had been Sakura.
He nodded his head to her. "That's right." He spoke and she beamed, standing. She gave him a primely business hug which he didn't return and then turned back to her sun. "Time to go inside," She told the boy who immediately complied, "Shikamaru-san, you don't have to stand here and watch us play in the yard all day you know." She told him as they walked and he lowered his head, his heart hurting.
"I would have it no other way." He told her and as she gave him a questioning look he remained silence.
It was the only way he'd ever be close to her, and yet, it kept him so far away from her.
Surely to live with out being with Sakura was painful to him, however, to live without any connection to her at all, no matter how distant, would be unbearable.