He straightened his shirt as she opened the door without knocking, he arched an eyebrow as she entered.

"You know, I could have been naked," he said, with a smirk on his face.

Her face was an equal display of cockiness, she grinned at him.

"If you took so long to get dressed, I won't be dating you." She leaned against the wall of the trailer.

"Oh, so we are dating now?" He walked towards her, putting his book and beach mat on the dressing table, he leaned forward.

She smiled at him confidently, as he stopped, the tip of nose almost touching hers.

"It's a matter of perspective, I'd say," she smirked, and slid sideways.

His gaze lingered as she turned around. "So, you have any ideas about where we should get dinner?"

Shikamaru scratched the back of his head as he shook his head.

She crossed her arms in front of her chest and smirked. "I guessed so," she said. "Well, I have an idea."

"I have a bad feeling about this," he shrugged, as Temari walked up to him, her hand playfully tugging at his collar.

"Afraid that I will drug you?" She smirked, Shikamaru smiled at her.

"Let's go," with a shrug, they stepped out of the trailer.

What he had not expected, or rather, what he had envisioned, had came to a reality.

He found the crowd of fans no only still remained, but increased in number as well; he felt that his eyes were blinded by the flashlights.

At that moment, he felt someone took his arm, something slid into the space between his torso and his biceps.

He could hear the crowd scream and squeal, he turned and found Temari's arm lodged between the space between his arm and body, she smiled as she put on her shades.

This woman – she had no intention in hiding whatsoever.

"Let's go," she said with a smile, as he obeyed her – he led her through the crowd as the security nudged the fans out of the way.

She sighed in relief as she sunk into the passenger seat of his car.

"You do realize, what you just did, do you?" He was still rather in shock as he stepped onto the gas pedal of his car.

Temari smiled, he could see it from the rear-view mirror.

"I told you, it's a matter of perspective," she pouted a little as she spoke.

He sighed softly as he focused on the road ahead. "Tell me, where are we going?"

"Drive, I will tell you where to go." She smiled, as she peeked at the rear-view mirror. "You better drive fast, before those crazy fans barricade the both of us."

Shikamaru was even more puzzled when he found himself stopping at a pizza place, not a particularly fancy one.

It took him a while to buy the pizza, as the shop owners took their time to chat and take pictures with him, so did the customers.

He sighed when he finally entered the security of his car, Temari smiled at him.

"Your place or mine?" She asked without much thought, he frowned, finding the next sentence he was going to said difficult.

"I actually, kind of live with my parents." He rolled his eyes, as he noticed Temari trying to contain her laughter. "The house is semi-detached, but they can come over any time, so it might not be that convenient."

"Even considered moving out?" She arched an eyebrow.

"Of course, they said I could when…" He found himself at a loss of words, and Temari frowning out of curiosity.

"When what?"

"When I find a girlfriend that I am planning to marry, then they will let me move out to move in with that person," he wanted to slam his face into the steering wheel.

Temari nodded. "I see."

He was surprised by her unusually calm expression; he was expecting her to laugh loudly. He studied her expression, as she turned around and stared deep into his eyes.

"Then you can move in with me, I guess." He felt a rush of blood overwhelming him, he hit the brakes hard as he stopped on the curb.

"What?"

Temari bit onto her lip and burst out of laughter. "Just kidding," she said, her eyes tearing up as she laughed. "Let's go to my place then."

He tried to calm down as he drove again, trying to get the thought out of his mind.

"Ah nothing beats a cold beer with good pizza," she smiled as she leaned against the back of the couch.

Shikamaru drank from the beer and put it on the table, his gaze travelled down to Temari's well-toned legs, which rested comfortably across the couch.

She shifted her position and smiled at him. "Like what you see?"

"You stared at me today at the beach," he said. "Now we are even, don't you think?"

She laughed and shook her head. "Whatever you say."

The two ate for a while, the pizza slowly reduced in size, Temari held an empty bottle in her hand, as Shikamaru looked away, avoiding her gaze.

"You know what, let's play spin the bottle," she said with a grin, reaching over she poked him in the ribs. "Go on, put the pizza box away and sit opposite to me."

He muttered a few words as he took the pizza box and shoved it into her fridge, Temari was smiling at him as he sat down across the coffee table, an empty bottle lied flat on its surface.

"You know the rules right, spin the bottle and you pick either truth or dare." Temari reached over and spinned the bottle.

Of course it will be pointing towards his side of the living room.

"Alright," she grinned, almost sinisterly. "Truth or dare."

He rolled his eyes, sighing softly, he answered.

"Truth."

"Well, well," she blinked. "How many girlfriends have you had before?"

"Woman…"

"Answer me, you picked truth," she pouted her lips.

Shikamaru rolled his eyes. "One," then he reached out a turned the bottle.

To his dismay, the bottle pointed towards him again.

Temari laughed a little, blinking at him.

"I will pick truth," he said. "Troublesome."

"Describe your relationship with her."

"I thought this is a game where you ask questions," Temari raised a finger and wagged it in front of him.

"My question, my rules," she said.

Shikamaru sighed, defeated, he shrugged.

"We met back in high school, she was always nagging me, her voice… sounded like the bells on a windchime, except for she wouldn't stop talking." He sighed.

"You break up with her because she is too annoying?"

Shikamaru looked up and shook his head. "You've used up your question."

Temari sucked her teeth. "Stingy."

He turned the bottle, and finally, it was pointing towards her.

"Truth or dare?" He arched an eyebrow and smirked. "I would assume someone like you would pick…"

"Dare," she said, folding her arms in front of her well-endowed chest.

He leaned back on the couch, made himself slightly comfortable. His head was supported by his hand, as his elbow nudged itself onto the armrest.

"Surprise me," he said.

Temari frowned and pouted. "That's too vague."

"I said it, my turn, my rules," he smirked.

Temari shifted uncomfortably in her place. "Anything?"

"Anything."

She blinked and looked at him skeptically. "I am not sure whether you will like it though."

"Try me," he smirked, staring into her eyes. "Or do you think that you can't amaze me somehow?"

Temari bit onto her lip, she closed her eyes.

Shikamaru stared as she slowly stood up, her eyes opened as she reached her full height.

His eyes lingered upon her as she approached him, almost without hesitation, she straddled herself upon his lap, her green eyes staring into his dark brown orbs.

There was a certain flame that he had stirred inside of her, as she slowly leaned down, her face closing in.

Just as he thought she would kiss him, her head moved sideways and her mouth attached itself onto his neck, she bit onto it, at first it hurt a little, but then it reduced to a small nibble. Her lips puckered and sucked, he could feel pressure against the spot until she finally broke away.

She moved her head back up, still staring into his eyes, smiling. "Are you surprised?"

"Are you a vampire or something?" He found his face turning red, there was something that made him feel hot. Something about her teeth on his skin made him hot and bothered.

"Heh, guess I won," she looked down and her hand slowly slid down from his shoulder to his chest.

She stared into his eyes triumphantly, leaning in closer. "Oh my, isn't somebody excited right now?"

He gleaned down; his gaze lingered at her cleavage for a while before reaching down at his crotch, noticing that he was giving her the salutation she well deserved.

Her face was closer; he could smell her perfume, his hand gripped tighter onto the armrest.

"I will make you feel much better, in fact, I will make you feel good as you have never felt before," her hand gently gripped his chin. "Only if you beg me."

He stared into her eyes, his free hand slowly moving and touched the curve of her waist.

"Tell me you're not excited," he licked his lips as she gasped slightly, a shade of pink emerging on her face.

Each note from his magnetic voice seemed to be stroking down her backbone, she licked her lips as he stared down at his collarbones.

"You know you want me," she said softly, her hand gently unbuttoning his shirt, her hand sliding across the defined lines of his chest and abdomen.

"The feeling is mutual," he replied, as he sat up straighter, his other hand now rested on the other side of her waist.

She frowned, staring at him. "You are so annoying," she said.

"Huh?"

"Just kiss me already, alright?" Temari growled impatiently.

Shikamaru laughed a little, one of his hand left her waist and moved to her back, he sat up and pressed her back towards him, effectively pushing her down, with his lips pressing onto hers.

His hand moved back to her waist, as he attempted to stand up, she clamped her legs around his waist.

Temari broke away from the kiss, her hands wrapped around his neck. She grinned.

"I still win," she grinned.

"Whatever you say, troublesome," he said, pressing his lips onto hers once again.

They found themselves stumbling to her bed room, as he laid her down, his arms supporting himself as he hovered above her.

She proceeded to unbutton his shirt and removed her own t-shirt, revealing his well-toned body and her bra-clad self.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He said, holding her by the wrist as an attempt of stopping her.

Little did he know, she took him by surprise and flipped, now that she was pinning him down on the bed.

"Just shut up, you are being troublesome," she pressed another kiss, and another. Shikamaru said nothing, he played along with what she wanted.

It was wildly electric, as they entwined in between the sheets, her soft moans, sweet sighs; his satisfied grunt. On each other's bodies, they left kisses, bite marks and scratches.

She collapsed on top of him, panting and catching her breath.

"You're good," she smiled at him, he wrapped his arm around her naked body.

"Troublesome," he pressed a kiss atop of her forehead, and threw the blanket over themselves. "Let's get some sleep."

Who said there can never be two winners in one game?

Author's note:

Well :o) implied lemon here, will try to write a more detailed one later but for now ... it has begun :D

I hope you enjoy the chapter as always, will try to update this and my other stories! Thanks for the love xoxo

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