One review! Yay! Anywhoshe, here's the next, longer drabble. Just imagine that Temari and Co. didn't run away or get tagged as traitors at the start of the Chunnin tournament.

WARNINGS: Language, ShikaTem pairing-ish


Temari glared at the ceiling. He beat her, he beat her. So why did he forfeit? Sure, he had said that it was because he had no other option, but she had been cornered! With the strategies he had come up with it should have been no problem for him to finish her with no problem.

She turned over onto her side, her back to the hard wall of the hostel they had been staying at. Why hadn't he finished her? Why! It didn't make sense. And it made Temari feel like she was missing some piece of the puzzle that was supposed to be there. It made her feel like she didn't understand something. Glaring at the wall the Sand ninja growled under her breath and sat up on her bed. She hated not understanding.

Shikamaru came to the door after his father had yelled at him for the third time. What he saw was a most unpleasant and unexpected sight. That shinobi he had fought earlier that day. He glanced behind him at a clock on the wall. What had brought her here at this ungodly hour? And how had she found him?

"I want to talk to you."

He rolled his eyes. No shit. Why else would she be here?

"Why did you forfeit?" She asked, hard green eyes finding his dark ones.

Sighing, Shikamaru stepped off the small step that separated his doorway from the street. Temari took a step back, suddenly very much aware that she hadn't brought her fan with her. He narrowed his eyes. He had definitely explained this at least five times before. Once to Asuma and Ino, another time to Chouji, again to his parents, then to Naruto. Twice to Naruto.

Shikamaru sighed again and shook his head, leaning against the nearest roof support.

"I had run out of chakra and the drive to actually finish the match. Do you care to finish it now? I am moderately recovered, and I am sure I can incapitate you in time for me to get a decent nights sleep." He sighed again, not noticing or not caring about Temari's furious face. "This is really very troublesome, do you know what time it-" He was stopped by Temari's hot lips against his.

She pulled away and glared at the boy. "I stopped you before you stopped me." She growled, her eyes still hard. "And I did win the fight, even if you forfeited."

Turning on her heel, she marched stiff-backed down the road, towards her hotel.

Shikamaru blinked. Once, twice. And for the first time, he didn't know his next move.