A/N: Sooo, this is the last chapter :(( I hope everyone enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thanks to everyone that supported this story and hope you like the ending, if you don't you can always write your own continuation of this story. Thanks xoxo
The door opened revealing a silhouette she knew very well. It can't be. The shinobi turned around and also saw a very familiar silhouette. It was like destiny.
"I'll be around if you need anything," the shinobi from Suna said as he left both of them.
No words were spoken. There was a very long pause, and then she broke the silence, "What documents do you need?"
Temari was sure that the letter sent was not supposed to be there. He was here for that letter and not for any other document.
"It's umm, a red folder," the strategist from Konoha said, as he walked near to where Temari was. He could feel the tension, this awkwardness was worse than the one he experienced with Ino and her dad.
"Oh, it's in my office," she said. She started walking to where her office was, followed by Shikamaru, who was still feeling nervous.
They both entered the office, Shikamaru closed the door behind him and waited for the document to be handed in. The office was dark, the only thing that lit up the room was Temari's desk lamp that she left on a while ago.
Temari was just faking, she had taken out the letter from the document and she wasn't planning on giving it back.
"I can't find it," she said as she combed her bangs with her fingers. This was her perfect chance to take everything out of her chest.
"Fuck, we have to find it. I need it," he said as he looked around to see if there was anything like his folder.
"Like water," Temari said. This last sentence made Shikamaru's head turn, he stared at her shocked. "Yeah, like that horrible feeling when you're thirsty, but there's no water around," she stood with her arms crossed. This was the perfect sign.
"Did you—" Shikamaru was interrupted by the blonde kunoichi in front of him.
"Yeah," she nodded and then continued, "You should've told me," she said, uncrossing her arms. Lowkey, Shikamaru was glad she was the one who read it.
"It wouldn't have made any difference," he turned around and gave his back to Temari.
"Maybe it would've, but we don't know," she said, trying to look into Shikamaru's eyes but failing, he refused to look at her.
"I know it wouldn't have. You were with Yuuto," Shikamaru started to breath heavily, he was trying to hold back any anger or any tears.
"And you had history with almost every girl in Konoha," she raised her voice and started walking to where Shikamaru was to face him, "Why am I the bad one!?" she asked him, "I really have a hard time expressing what I feel and you've been making it more difficult," her voice cracked.
Shikamaru looked into her green eyes. Those beautiful eyes were turning red and it was his fault. He was the one who made that decision of taking some distance. He was the one who had been having problems with his life, and he was dragging Temari into them.
Shikamaru sighed.
"At first, I just wanted to have sex with you, just that. I was feeling really lonely, and I've always had a crush on you, but then you got into my brain, every time we talked, every time you smiled, every time you called my crybaby, every time you actually stayed beside me and helped me," Shikamaru started to get closer to Temari as she began to cry, "I don't know why, but you just did,"
Temari pushed Shikamaru away and now she was turning his back at him. He could hear her crying.
"I needed you, and you left," she said still not facing him.
"I'm sorry" he said, " I'm sorry I dragged you into all my problems" Shikamaru approached Temari slowly, "I'm sorry I can't express my feelings,"
Temari turned around, "I'm sorry about that too," was all she said.
Silence filled the room as both of them just stared at each other and she cleaned her tears.
"It's good to finally tell you everything," Shikamaru took a deep breath and started walking to the closed door, "So when is the wedding?" he asked, as he held the door knob, this was going to be his last question before leaving for good.
"Never," she answered.
Shikamaru released the door knob and turned to Temari, "What?"
"I'm not getting married,"
"Why not?" Shikamaru asked.
"'They' were trying to control me, it was all fake," Temari said, "Yuuto told me everything about their plan, and Gaara and I decided to end it," she smiled at Shikamaru.
"Oh, sorry to hear that. He was very likeable," he said.
"He is. He's a really nice guy," Temari made a quick pause, "You should thank him for this," she joked.
Shikamaru chuckled and answered, "I should send him a fruit basket,"
"Maybe a shogi a board," she laughed with still some tears in her eyes.
"Oh, that's better. He really needs to practice," Shikamaru laughed alongside Temari.
The laughs were followed by total silence, Temari took a deep breath and said, "I missed this. I missed you,"
Shikamaru walked to Temari and hugged her tightly. His hands around her neck, her face right on his chest. Temari held Shikamaru as if her life depended on it. They were so close she could hear his heartbeat. None of the other hugs they have had felt like this one. This one hug symbolised their reunion, their forgiveness and their love for each other. After several minutes of hugging they started to separate slowly. They paused when they were face to face. They gazed at each other, then Shikamaru started to move his hands to Temari's cheeks, he rubbed her cheeks with his thumbs and continued admiring her beautiful green eyes. Temari couldn't help but smile, she really loved that crybaby. Temari ran her hands up to Shikamaru's chest ended on his neck.
Shikamaru desired to kiss the troublesome woman in front of him. But he wasn't going to, he had just told her he only wanted to have sex with her at first. Maybe she would take this the wrong way. Shikamaru was, as always, overthinking everything, every small and little detail. To his surprise, it was her who did it. Temari held Shikamaru from his neck, and leaned towards him initiating the kiss. Shikamaru couldn't believe how good her lips tasted. He moved his hands to her tiny waist and held it like there was no tomorrow as their tongues explored each other's mouth.
They had both waited so long for this. The kiss went from a soft kiss to one full of desire, anger, sadness, passion, and every feeling they have had for the past times, but failed to express. A single tear was dropped by Temari. This moment was perfect, just them, alone.
When the kiss ended, they just looked at each other and laughed. They had finally demonstrated what they felt. They held each other again. Temari was still able to hear Shikamaru's heart, now it was pounding fast. Shikamaru kissed Temari on her forehead and held her for another moment.
Their beautiful moment was interrupted by Kankuro, who stormed into his sister's office revealing both of the lovers hugging each other.
"Oh, shit," Kankuro said. He was still holding the door knob, his face turned red, "sorry. I got worried, you didn't say who it was, and I thought maybe someone killed you or, or kidnapped you, but now I see I was wrong," Kankuro smiled at his sister and said, "You know? It's late, maybe he should stay,"
"No, I really shouldn't. I have things to do tomorrow," he answered as he kept on holding Temari.
Temari looked at Kankurō then turned to Shikamaru and said, "It's dangerous to return at night,"
Kankurō smiled and said, "Yeah, you can sleep in another room if you want. We're not forcing you to sleep with her,"
The troublesome woman and the crybaby looked at each other, they both thought about that weird comment, but that was enough for Shikamaru.
After convincing him to stay in Suna until tomorrow morning. Servants from the Kazekage prepared Shikamaru a room apart from Temari's. Even though she knew she would be visiting him in his room later, she had to sleep in a different bedroom than him. She walked him into his room and gave him a goodnight kiss. When she closed the door from Shikamaru's bedroom, Kankuro stood next to her and said, "He indeed is sexier than Yuuto," winked at her, then left.