Colors
By MaroonSorrow
(Shikamaru/Naruto)
Part Two: Cool
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Any flames shall be used to toast boring teachers. All repetition is intentional...
Naruto is sitting in class. He's listening to the teacher yack on about soles () and colors. Yeesh. The baby blue summer sky just seems to be begging him to go outside, to find a tree to climb or a prank to play. What a waste of a day...
Colors...
Wait a second... everyone around Naruto is getting paper out. Aw man, it looks like the teacher is giving everyone an assignment... but what is it? Oh, it's on the board.... they have to write a poem about their favorite color. " You have twenty minutes to make a rough draft!" yells the teacher. So everyone grumbles and then they start working.
Except for Naruto. Naruto has never really thought about what his favorite color is. He runs through a mental list of colors... orange maybe? Naruto likes the vividness of orange, but sometimes it seems too bright, too loud... ( "Like you.") says something inside him, but he ignores it. Not orange, then. Glancing around the room, he spots Shikamaru's brown hair framed in sunlight by the window.
Brown? Yeah, Brown.
Like Iruka sensei's hair. A soft, reliable, comfortable color.
Like hot chocolate in the winter.
Like the teddy bears Naruto used to see in toy store windows.
Brown isn't conspicuous. It isn't necessarily liked, but it isn't hated either.
Brown is calm, happy to be itself... not needing proof of worth.
Seeing as there doesn't seem to be any hope of escaping the classroom anytime soon, Naruto stars writing.
Eventually he hears the teacher screech "Find a partner!" Naruto looks up to see Sakura dive for Sasuke. Damn that Sasuke. Of course, no one comes over to sit by Naruto. Ordinarily, he would have stood up, shrugged and started looking for someone to share his work with. But oddly enough, Naruto doesn't quite feel up to doing that today.
He sits down, glancing around at the groups of groupies...
"Start peer editing!"
Now what...?
But suddenly Naruto's view is blocked, because someone is standing in front of him... and the someone sits down... next to him! Naruto leans over to see the name on the paper ( Nara Shikamaru) and what color Shikamaru's poem is about...
: : : Love Conquers Boredom: : :
Tbc?
Sorry about the repetition, but this IS essentially chapter one from a different point of view. Another thing... Naruto is difficult for me to write, so sorry if he's OOC. I have established a time line for the Shika/Naruto Fanfiction I've been writing: "Colors" is their first meeting, "Clouds, Storm and Sun " is the present, and " What Bothers Shikamaru" takes place somewhere in between. If you don't know what I'm talking about, read my other stories...
WaterBookLover: Yep... this is one pairing that their certainly isn't an overabundance of...
Luna: Thanx for all your reviews...
Mikhyel: You're the second reader to starts dancing... pokes fic
Yaoilover S: Ha! Death to fangirls!! waves flag
- Ja ne, Maroon Sorrow