Virus
"Did the scroll work?" asked the voice of the most troublesome woman he knew.
"I can't tell..." answered the voice of the most talented healer his age. "He doesn't seem to have woken up at all..."
"If it doesn't work, what does that mean?"
"That he's got something different. Or the virus has gotten too advanced. Or maybe it mutated and..."
"Keep it down, would you?" he grumped, rolling over and away from their voices, still not opening his eyes. Damn women.
"You lazy BASTARD, you scared the hell out of me!" quoth Troublesome Woman, just as her foot came into sharp contact with the small of his back. He yelped in pain and glared at her over his shoulder. Too late; the blonde and pink-headed girls were leaving, both fuming.
"Stupid asshole can stay sick for all I care," Troublesome snapped.
"Waste of a scroll," Pink Hair agreed.
Shikamaru grumbled and closed his eyes again as the door slammed shut. Damn women should know better than to wake up a sick person.
Author's Notes: Spark word was 'virus.' This was inspired by one of the Naruto RPGs I'm in, imamadenandomo at Greatestjournal. It was a scene that kept popping into my head, but we never wound up getting a chance to do it.
I don't like this one much, but I'm amused that it works for either InoShika or TemaShika, so whatever your poison is, it works. :D