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A Walk to Remember
"Get up lazy!" Temari orders as she sits up on the bed.
"Hmn." The man just continues to sleep.
Temari's forehead crinkles. Less than a minute ago, she had felt a sudden dampness that woke her up. Now, she tries to examine the bed beneath her, trying to sense if it is wet too. "I think there's blood on the sheet, Shikamaru." She doesn't really think its blood but what do you call that fluid anyway...
"Hmn."
Gritting her teeth, Temari announces, "My water just broke."
"Your water glass is broken," Shikamaru rumbles in his sleep. "Whatever the shard cut could wait tomorrow."
"Eh?" Temari raises her brow, unseen by Shikamaru.
"Tch, there's blood on the sheet, you said."
What the hell! "How much pain killers did Sakura gave you?" Temari asks.
No answer.
"Shikamaru! Wake up!" Temari shakes her husband. "Seriously, I'll—Ouch!"
"Tch...I know it hurts. It hurts everywhere," Shikamaru mumbles as his eyes remain closed while his hand travels down to lightly touch his stomach's wound dressing.
"I don't mean you! I mean me. Ouch."
"Deal with it yourself. Get a bandage or something."
"ASS!" Temari stands from the bed, takes a yukata and new underwear from the drawer to change into from her nightdress, each movement accomplished slowly least it causes her pain. She takes her bag lying on a corner of their room that was already prepared for this day. About to step out the bedroom door, she hesitates and tries again, "Cry baby, I'm leaving for the hospital."
Slight snoring coming from the bed is her answer.
Temari throws the bag she's carrying at the sleeping Shikamaru, avoiding hitting his stomach and his head because those bodily parts have some very ugly bruises and wounds.
"What! Ouch! That hurts, woman!" cries the man from the bed. The man then blinks at the woman standing by the door wearing a yukata. "It's the middle of the night, Temari. Get back to bed."
"Shikari's about to pop out so I can't return to bed!"
"Who is Shikari?"
Temari glowers at Shikamaru. "Just give me back my bag and I'll be off—Oh fuck! It hurts!" Temari's left hand clutches her protruding abdomen while her right grips the doorknob, knuckles turning white.
Shikamaru blanches from the bed. "Are you okay?" he inquires as he shifts to a sitting position abruptly from the bed, causing him to feel dizzy. Slowly shaking his head to clear it, he grabs Temari's bag then staggers up, ignoring the wooziness and all the aches from his protesting muscles. Shikamaru then takes his first wobbly step towards Temari.
Temari watches Shikamaru as the pain from the labor contractions subsides. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, fine." Shikamaru concentrates on his walk. It's a hard job staying focused on Temari's blurry image but he did it. He reaches her.
Temari seizes the bag from Shikamaru. "You sure you're okay?...Sakura did say you should be in the hospital."
Shikamaru nods his head carefully.
But Temari notices the effort he's exerting just to stay upright and the beads of sweat slowly trickling down from his forehead.
"Maybe it is best if I go alone," Temari offers practically.
"No."
Temari sighs. She knows that tone. Rather than argue with him, Temari deposits the bag to Shikamaru's right hand. After which, she takes his left arm and loops it around her shoulders to support him down the stairs then out the woods and into the hospital.
They have to stop now and then to wait for the labor pain to pass. It is the slowest walk they have ever taken but at the sight of the hospital both of them grin, as they glance at each other.
Fin.
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~9 20 11AF~
A/N: Oct 23, 2011...Happy Birth day, Enzo!
