Hi everyone! Here's another story.
In this chapter and the others you will notice parts of a poem, I haven't made it myself but I saw it somewhere hanging on a wall, I wrote it down on the back of my timetable
When the night has been too lonely, and the road has been too long,
Shikamaru's P.O.V
Chapter 1.
"Shikamaru can you make a report of the last five missions?" asked Tsunade.
"Ye-"
"Please hand it in Tuesday." said Tsunade before Shikamaru could finish his sentence.
Shikamara nodded and looked at huge amount of paperwork on his desk. Being the strategic advisor of the Hokage meant a lot of paperwork, long boring days and a lot analyzing. No fieldtrips for him, he stayed in Konoha planning and analyzing every mission, advising the Hokage and making huge reports.
Though Shikamaru wanted an average life, he sometimes tried to remember how it felt when the fresh morning wind blew into your face while you headed for enemy territory. Probably average life didn't suit him that well. How longer he kept staring at all the paperwork at his desk, the more he started to wonder how life would be when he would have chosen for fieldwork. Speaking about his life, his work wasn't the only thing he wasn't satisfied about it. He didn't have a girlfriend or someone of the opposite sex which he had a romantic relation with. Love, another feeling he desired. When he came home nobody was waiting for him, no children who came running towards them yelling, 'Daddy, daddy! Tell us about your mission.' no wife who would kiss and hug him. He wished his life was more like Naruto's, he was happily married with Sakura, and Sakura was pregnant so Naruto would become a father soon.
He looked at the clock that hung on the wall. Half past six, time to go home.
He gathered his stuff and walked out of the building.
On his way home he saw kids playing Ninja in the streets. Shikamaru smiled, after Orichimaru was killed Konoha returned to a peaceful quiet village. Kids could play safe once again.
Again he wondered if one day also his kids would play in the streets of Konoha. He didn't know, firs the had to find a wife which wouldn't be easy. He wasn't particularly known as Prince Charming in the village.
Shikamaru opened the door to his home, a large apartment with6 rooms, a living room, bathroom and a kitchen and three bedrooms. He looked at the mess in his apartment. He really needed someone to keep things clean while he was gone. He took a shelf with some leftovers from yesterday. His food mainly existed of ramen because that was the only thing he could cook. After his 'dinner' he took a seat on the couch and looked at his huge apartment. He had a high salary as strategic advisor and he could easy afford his apartment.
But money didn't make you happy.
If Shikamaru could trade his apartment for a nice little house with a wife and kids he would do that with no doubt.
Loneliness was one of the worst feelings a human could have realized Shikamaru. Being alone night and day was killing him.
He walked towards a big closet and pulled an old book out of it. His photo-album. His mom had always taken pictures of him while he was a child and putt them all into this photo-album. It contained all the Ino-Shika-Chou photo's. He walked towards a big chair and comfortably sat down in it.
He knew that is was quite girlish thing to look in photo-albums, but it was the only thing that diminished his loneliness.
He opened the album at page 10. He smiled when he saw the photo. It was a photo of Chouji, Ino and him. It was taken when he was still a genin, he could still remember that day. They decided to order some ramen and eat it a big field with several flowers. Ino was looking with a horrid look at Chouji who was eating three bowls of ramen, and he was staring at the clouds.
He looked a little closer at Ino. He never heard much of her, her house and flower shop were located on the other side of the village. She was probably married with a handsome guy and had many kids.
Still he thought of the idea of visiting her.
He yawned, it had been a busy day. He took a quick shower and went to bed.
Though he was really tired, he couldn't sleep. When he turned around and saw the empty spot beside him the pain of being lonely stroke him again in his heart.
'Damn how troublesome.' he thought and drifted of to sleep.
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The next day wasn't very different from the day before, Tsunade had given him again huge amounts of paperwork, and like usual he had totally overworked himself.
It was nearly 8 P.M when he left Tsunade's office. He slowly walked towards his house like he always did. Why on earth would you hurry when nobody's waiting for you?
Suddenly a familiar voice called him.
"Oi Shikamaru!"
"Yes, Naruto?"
"Sakura and I have organized a little dinner tomorrow evening, would you like to come?"
The thought of a descent meal and some social activity pleased him.
"Yeah, how late is it?"
"Around six."
"See you then, bye Shikamaru."
"Bye."
Shikamaru smiled, this was a perfect opportunity to find a nice girlfriend.