Silverbutterfly506: Yay! Second to last chapter! The last chapter pretty short, but we think it's sweet.
Disclaimer: We do not own Naruto. We would abolutley love to, so we can twist it to our own evil plots, but we can't
(blah, blah, blah)-Coke's little comments
Since his life was practically over from the embarrassmentthat "incident"he decided that he had nothing to lose. He was going to do…nothing. At least not until someone told him to. So, he just sulked around his house all day.
Finally, after he had not left a house in a week, his mother yelled at him to get out.
"Alright….I'm going….I'm going." he grumbled.
He flung the door open and left the house.
He had coached himself for days until he had felt ready to take on any sorts of toture such as name-calling.
He walked around Kohana, hands shoved in his pockets, head bowed low, and waited. But he heard nothing.
Everyone seemed to have forgoten that he was a famous known cross-dresser. Or maybe Naruto had put so much make-up on him, no one had recognized him as the cross-dresser.
Whew he sighed with relief.
Now he was kind of bored. But not so bored that he would apologize to Temari and ask her out or anything. It would take him hours to build up that much confidence.
He walked around Kohana starring at magazines and all the little vendors. His eyes happened to linger innocently at the cover of Itcha Itcha Paradise, before continuing on.
Shikamaru knew that he should apologize, but he couldn't think of a way to do it without freaking out on the spot...
He suddenly felt a rush of hunger.
I can't think on an empty stomach. Maybe I should ask Temari is she'll have lunch with me. Yeah! Now... the matter of asking her.
He walkeda few steps toward where he lived,but he felt disheartened. All negative thoughts flowed into his brain. What if she says no? What if Kankuro shows up or even worse Gaara? What if?...What if?...
He then got a flash of brilliance. What if I got some guy to do it for me?
He dashed out of the neighborhood and ran into a little kid bouncing a rubber ball in the streets. Yes! She can't say no to a little girl.
"Hey you there! Little kid! I need a favor."
The girl with orange hair in pigtails gave him a toothy grin, and threw the ball unexpectantly, hard into his chest.
Years of ninja training had not been for nothing. He caught the ball.
"I need a favor," he repeated, throwing the ball over his shoulder
She giggled, and pointed at him. "You're him, aren't you?" she asked shyly.
"I'm who?"
"You're the guy who dressed up as a maid that one day."
"Oh, him. Yeah, I'm him," he said, blushing hard.
"Then I need a favor from you."
"What?"
"I want you for my birthday party!"
Shikamaru did a small take-back. "Huh?"
"You're really funny. You make a good clown. I want you for my party," she giggled again.
He blushed harder. "I'm not a clown!"
She looked up at him with big grey eyes solemly surveying him. "You sure look like it."
Must...not...punch...little...girl
"Anyways, about my favor..." he said when he was under control.
"Okay, but only if you do one thing for me."
"Fine. But I refuse to be a clown for you."
"All right then. I want this month's addition of "Humpty dumpty"
"But...that magazine's for little kids!" he sputtered, waving his arms around.
"And I'm a little kid."
Already nervous that Temari would reject him, he was at his wits end. The idea of being caught with a magazine for four-year olds did not improve his mood any either.
"WHAT THE HELL!" screamed Shikamaru (yeah, a little ooc here). Then he remembered too late she was only probably about four, and stammered, "I uh, mean, uh..."
Her smile got bigger. "It's okay, mommy says that all the time."
"Fine! Okay, wait here!" Shaking his head Shikamaru raced home. He knew where he was going to find the magazine, and his stomach was grumbling every few seconds now. He lived next door to an old man who subscribed to Humpty dumpty because of his little kid. He opened his neighbor's mailbox and bingo! There it was. The background was hot pink with advertisments of baby stuff like cribs and dolls were plastered on the cover. Cringing and holding it at arm's length, he ran all the way to the girl and thrust it into her hands.
"There! I got it for you! I want you too..."
Shikamaru sat at inside of the noodle house, tapping the table, nervously. He usually wasn't this nervous but he wanted to make sure everything was perfect.
"Um, hi…" It was Temari's voice.
"Hey."
She slid into the seat across him. Shikamaru and Temari stared at each other.
Temari looked him over. Under his handsome ( I'm not that much of a Shika fan. Sprite wrote this paragraph) looks he was a big player. He liked blonds who couldn't fight and who were wimps. He was a big jerk who only cared about himself and not other's feelings. He didn't listen. Yet he invited her to lunch. And she had to admit that was pretty sweet.
Shikamaru was also thinking about Temari, but not in that way. He wondered if she was still mad at him. A hopeful part of him convinced himself that she was not. If she was, then she wouldn't be here right now.
The dry cough of the waitress had snapped Temari and Shikamaru back to reality. They gave their orders and sat in uncomfortable silence. After a couple of moments of slurping and sipping, they still had nothing to say.
However, Shikamaru was thinking how to start up a conversation.
Ummm...Sorry, for being a jerk. It's just that I love you. You're the light of my life. You complete me. We share a bond that only people who love each other do. Will you marry me?... I've been watching too many TV dramas...I'm not even that age ... ok...there has have to be something in my smart brain somewhere...
Few seconds later…….
I give up...
While thinking, Shikamaru hadn't noticed that everyone at the noodle house was staring at him. But when he stopped thinking he saw that everyone's eyes were bugging out and jaws were hanging open.
What did I do? thought Shikamaru, Shit! I must have thought out loud! What to do? What to do? (Has this ever happened to you before?)
"Shikamaru….did you mean what you said? asked Temari.
He didn't hear her.His insides seemed to crumble and break into tiny little Shikmaru shards.
"Noooooooooo!" he screamed out loud.
The he covered his mouth with his face filled with horror. Temari smiled weakly and told him, "It's okay if you don't mean it. I'll get over it." She got up and ran away quickly. He could tell that she was going to cry so he ran after her.
"Wait! Temari!" he called after her. (I know what you're thinking...this happens EVERY time. Be patient with us. First fanfic and all. I'm rather displeased with it as well)
He quit running because she obviously was not going to stop. Somehow he felt pretty glad that he didn't have to pay the bill. Why did it always end up like this? No matter what he did?
He laid on his bed tossing a ball up and down and catching it. He was such a dope. He had screwed up again. He acted like a lame jerk who led girls on.
Suddenly the door burst open and Sakura ran in, clutching her middle and panting.
"Hello?" said Shikamaru, seriously annoyed. "Have you ever heard of knocking?"
"Temari is… (pant)...moving…. (pant)…back to the Village of….. (pant) the Sand tomorrow." She gasped, breathing in huge gulps of air.
"WHAT?"
(hee hee, I love cliffhangers, don't you?)
PLEASE READ...FOR COKE'S SAKE.
Yes, believe it or not, this conversation actually happened, only, Sprite was yelling at first.
Special Talk between writers (on Coke's randomness)
Sprite: I cannot believe you! You publically shamed me in front our reviewers! (See chap 8) I cannot go with Naruto. Hello? Remeber we tried to set up Sung-chan and Josh-chan. That obviously didn't work out. Opposites DO NOT attract!
Coke: Hey, breathe Sprite! Breathe! Your face is turning red. It was only a dream I had!
Sprite: But still, you dreamed it! I'm nothing like Naruto. I repeat, opposites don't attract!
Coke: Well, Josh-chan just reminded me of a certain someone. Remember? It took me half an hour to get that...someone on the baby coaster at the amusement park. And opposites really do attract sometimes.
Sprite: Hey! I was scared!
Coke: Pyeah! Of a baby coaster! And the merri-go-round! And not to mention the-
Sprite: Alright! Yeah! That's enough now. We get it! The merri-go-round had pink paint on some of those horses! Pink! Ok? Ok!
Coke: So you'll let me make my randomness notes? (see chap 7 and 8)
Sprite: ...
Coke: Please, pretty please? With cherry on top? -bats eyelashes-
Sprite: ...
Coke: Pwease? -puppy dog face-
Sprite: Must..resist..face...Ok. Fine! Under one condition. We have to get four reviews saying that they like your randomness.
Coke: Four? That's not fair! I only got two! NOOOOOOO! Your sooooooo mean!
Sprite: Sucks for you! -sticks out tongue-
Coke: -goes off to sulk-