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Coke: Banzai! Last chapter! Wheeee!
(blah, blah, blah)- Coke's little comments.
Sprite: Please excuse all the romantic parts...we're not old enough to have fallen in love. Give us a break.
"Temari's going back?" Shikamaru gasped. He ran over to where Sakura lay panting and grabbed her shoulders. "She's going back tomorrow, and you tell me this now?"
"Well, I only found out just now!" Sakura snapped crossly.
"Dammit! I don't have time for this!" Shikamaru yelled. "Where is she?"
"At her house, pack-Shikamaru? Where are you going? Shikamaru!" Sakura called after him. "Wait! Kankuro's over there, and he's pretty pissed! Shikamaru!"
He ignored her and kept running until he got to Temari's house. He knocked hard, and the door opened instantly. Kankuro stood there tall and towering in the doorway. But for once, Shikamaru wasn't even scared. Maybe a little. But not as much as usual.
"You made her cry again!" he roared, spittle flying out of his mouth.
But Shikamaru held his ground. "Yes, and I'm here to apologize. Really apologize this time without any screw-ups," he said rather calmly, although his insides jumping like frogs.
Kankuro, who had obviously not expected this response, was lost for words. And Shikamaru took this to his advantage and pushed past him, into the house and up the stairs.
She was in her room, stuffing the last of her stuff into a suitcase, and was just zipping it closed when Shikamaru marched in. and grabbed her shoulders. Temari looked up in shock, when Shikamaru walked right up to her. Then, he leaned in and kissed her. (Yeah, I know. Unexpected. Sprite wrote that part. I think it's gross. She thinks it's sweet)
Temari started to kiss him back, and then realized what she was doing and slapped him hard. (I wrote this part! Yay! Slap him hard Temari!)
"What the hell are you doing?" she screamed, shoving him roughly away.
"Bastard! You took advantage of her didn't you?" Kankuro added into her screaming, and made the motion to punch him.
"Wait! I-I-well, I admit that I kissed her, but I didn't do-well, that!" Shikamaru stammered, staring straight into Kankuro's fist. His voice cracked a little in fright. If that punch connected to his face, that would hurt. Badly.
"Kankuro! Get out of my room! I can handle this myself!"
Kankuro looked from his blushing sister to the jerk, and looked like he was about to refuse when Temari roared, "NOW!" pushed him outside, and locked the door.
As soon as they heard Kankuro's steps fade away, she ran right to Shikamaru and slapped him again for good measure. Then she kissed him back on the cheek.
"I've got to make it look like I've beat you up," she whispered huskily (that is so gross.) into his ear. "But that kiss was apology enough for me. But we've still gotta talk."
"Yeah. Sure. Okay," Shikamaru said, still dazed by the kiss.
Temari straightened herself up and grinned, "Just let me get my fan, and I'll be right back."
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Shikamaru took every blow Temari gave him because he felt no pain. He was in a daze, hypnotized by her kiss, even it was a kiss on the cheek.
He sighed with happiness as he took her punch in the stomach.
"Done." Temari said with a satisfied smile.
Shikamaru stumbled down the stairs with a goofy grin which he quickly composed into a grimace of pain when he saw Kankuro.
He sure was a sight to see. Bruises covered his entire body and he had a proud black eye. When he grinned, you could see that two of his teeth had been knocked out.
"I made up with Temari," he announced to Kankuro, who looked displeased but let him go.
He walked out the door with his goofy smile back on his face. Shikamaru gave a little happy skip down the street, only stopping to blow a kiss at her window. She blew a kiss back shyly. (kill me now) Kankuro looked at them like they were crazy.
Temari watched him go with a dreamy look in her eyes before he disappeared. She lingered a few more seconds, and then went back to her suitcase.
"I guess that means you're going to stay, aren't you?" Kankuro asked gruffly, watching her unpack.
"Of course I am!"
Kankuro sighed. "Gaara's not going to like this."
"So what? If he has a problem with it, he can stick his sand gourd up his ass," Temari said sharply.
"Well, you have to come back, at least temporarily so you can fill out your papers."
"Papers?" she asked in confusion.
"Temari, you do realize if you're going to live here, you're no longer going to be a ninja of the Sand." (ooo, he's trying to make her feel guilty!)
Temari stopped unpacking, realization dawning on her.
"You'd be leaving all of your friends and family behind. Think about it Temari." Kankuro left the room.
Coke: Yay! My randomness! Sprite says I had enough people supporting me to write this for my last chapters. I thank you all! You're so nice. Sniff. Sniff. Anyways, you can just skip this...go ahead with the story, whatever.
You know what's weird? I hate romance. And yet, here I am writing a romance fic with a friend. And...it's killing me slowly. No, really. You should read what we had here earlier. It was soooo gushy and lovey-dovey that I wanted to hurl. So, Sprite let me go through it and tone it down. Sorry if the ending doesn't quite meet your romance standards, but...it was so gross and disgusting, I just had to erase part of it. Sorry again -sweatdrops-.
Before I erased most of the ending, Temari and Shikamaru sounded like something out of Romeo and Juliet.
I hath quote, "What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late!..."
Ah, not that severe, but just as mushy. You get my point.
I went to this summer camp today, and it was so boring, I thought I would die. If it weren't for my trusty Naruto book I brought with me, I'm sure I would've died. Really.
First, we drove for an hour to this park, but it turned out to be closed, so the counslers thought it would be just great if we went to look at this famous fountain. And...it was okay at first, but we spent so much time there, I just roasted in the heat. I must've spent two hours in the hot sun staring at the fountain
"Sakura! I can't find her!" he yelled in panic outside of her window.
She stuck her head out sleepily. "I thought I told you she was leaving today."
"But-but I thought she was going to stay…after last night!"
"Why? What happened last night?" Sakura demanded, wide awake now.
Shikamaru told her, all the while pacing outside in a blind frenzy.
"I'm sorry Shikamaru, but she left early this morning," Sakura said. At least she really did sound sorry.
"It's not fair!" He went back to his house, feeling confused, depressed, and miserable all at the same time. (awww, poor Shika-kun)
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Everyday from since then on, Shikamaru went back to the house Temari had rented to see if she was back. Occasionally, when he was feeling good enough, he would start writing her a letter, but would quit half way and toss it into the trash.
One particular day and he saw the light in Temari's house and barged right in.
"Temari!" he shouted. Only to see an old lady hobble down the stairs.
"Eek! Burglar!" she screeched, and began hitting him with her purse.
"Ow! Ow! I'm not a burglar! I'm not! Ow! Quit it! Ow!"
Somehow he managed to get out and back to his house. After that day, he stopped going back to her house. Maybe it was because he was too depressed at the thought she wasn't there anymore. Or maybe it was just because whenever he went a step into that neighborhood, the old lady would come flying at him with her killer purse full of bricks, yelling, "Burglar! Burglar!"
It was almost as if she spent the whole day watching for him. But whatever the reason, he stopped going. Everyday there was a large black hole in his heart that seemed to empty of him of all happiness. He felt he would never be happy again until he saw her, at least one more time.
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Seven months later…
Shikamaru walked around Kohana feeling sadder than ever as he thought of Temari. He had dreamed about her the other night again. They were in a field of flowers and she was running towards him, and then she disappeared.
As he went back to his dream, he could actually see Temari running towards him. It seemed so real. He could see she was laughing, and she was coming closer.
But it wasn't a dream. It was Temari.
Then, she was right there. Crushing him with her hug, and making it hard to breathe. But he didn't care. She was real.
"I'm so sorry I had to leave without saying goodbye!" she cried when they finished their embrace. (gah! Too romantic for my liking, but oh well. It is a romance fic. I knew it would have to come to this soon.)
"Why'd you leave Temari? I missed you."
"I missed you too! But it took so long to fill out the papers," she said, wrinkling her nose in disgust.
"Papers?" he asked, puzzled.
"Yes! So I can be a Kohana ninja. So I can be here with you. I think Gaara made all those delays on purpose."
"You did that for me?"
"Of course silly! I love you!" (I'm...dying)
"I love you too Temari. Will you be my girlfriend?"
"Yes!"
They hugged again, and shared a kiss before heading to eat lunch together and catch up on all they had missed. (And I'm dead. Come to my funeral)
THE END
Coke: Yeah...the ending is a little rushed. Sprite blames me for that. But...there has to be someone out there who finds romance as gross as I do right? Right?