Title: Fallen on You
Disclaimer: I'm still working on my forging skills. Once I get good at passing bad checks, I'll be sure to write up some false documents that state I own Naruto.
Rating: G ( K ) – unless you think accidents qualify as heinous violence, anyway.
Spoilers: Shikamaru is a lazy (yet loveable) bum.
Summary: OneShot. "How troublesome...," were his last words. Mild ShikaHina.
DateMe entry for November (and nobody be a smartass and tell me it's December already, the contest was extended).
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"How troublesome," Shikamaru said to himself as he clung to his tree branch and watched his classmates scurry about beneath him. Concealed as he was by the dying leaves, he could watch the school wide student cleanup without being bothered by any goody two-shoes that bent on making him participate.
The shadow bender honestly didn't understand the purpose of this entire exercise in the first place. If the school was so dirty, why didn't the staff clean it? Why use forced child labor just to make the cafeteria a little more hygienic and the boy's locker room slightly less moldy? That seemed illegal somehow.
Oh, whatever. He'd already ditched his rake somewhere amongst the sloppily gathered leaves and escaped, so what did it matter? He could just stay up in his tree all day and stare at the –
"Shikamaru-kun? Wh-what are you doing up there?"
Jumping up into a sitting position upon his branch, Shikamaru struggled to maintain his precarious balance as he lowered his eyes to the base of the trembling oak. Had he been discovered by that blonde witch?
...Nope, just Hinata.
"Nothing," Shikamaru replied after huffing a quick sigh of relief. "I finished raking the leaves and decided to take a break."
Hinata swivelled her head around as she checked his work before she looked back up at him and said, "O-oh...I see. C-Could you come back down, now, p-please?"
Shikamaru remained silent for a few moments, vainly hoping that she'd just forget about him and go away.
No such luck.
"Sh-Shikamaru-kun?"
"I..."
Before he could even begin to utter another pathetic (and completely untrue) excuse, a new voice shouted from across the front lawn, "OI! Shikamaru, get your ass down here and do some work!"
When his body jerked in surprise this time, Shikamaru overbalanced completely and lost his grip. His fingertips scraped against the rough bark just before slipping entirely away from his perch, sending him plummeting to the poorly constructed pile of multi-colored leaves beneath him (oh, the irony!).
"OOMPH!"
"UMPH!"
His landing was surprisingly soft considering his slack-ass job at raking leaves. Well, that just proved how unnecessary –
"Sh-Shikamaru...kun...?"
The shadow bender opened his eyes as the soft, stuttering voice beckoned him. There wasn't really anything to see upon doing so, however; nothing but soft white fluff and a sloping hill of beige.
Wait...wasn't Hinata wearing a jacket that looked like – ?
"HEY!"
As he raised his head away from the flushed Hinata's maidenly chest, Shikamaru was given the pleasure of watching three of his very angry-looking school mates – Neji, Kiba and, oddly enough, Sasuke – stalk toward him with blazing eyes and clenched fists.
"How troublesome...," were his last words.
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Author's Notes: Okay, that was half-assed, but I think it turned out cute/funny anyway. Tell me what you think, ShikaHina fans!
Oh, and I know that I referred to Ino as a "blonde witch" earlier, but I'd like to say that I really love her even if I have to pretend she's annoying sometimes. She's super spunky and I like that n.n
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