A/N: Sorry for such a long wait. If you don't care for my explanation then move onto the story. I was at my dad's for the whole thanksgiving break and I couldn't take the laptop with all my documents because of my stupid stepdad even though it's not his laptop anymore blah blah blah. Anyways sorry for the wait and onto the story.
Nobody, not even my closest friend, knows what I do when I'm alone. I'm afraid if I tell them they'd think I was weird. Because my life is so stressful the only way I know of to relieve myself is to write. Yes, write. When I'm upset I write. When I'm angry I write. When I feel like a complete bitch, I write. That is the exact reason I am writing now.
After school and cheer, I went up into my room, turned my computer on, and started writing away my troubles. I don't really write anything productive, just made up stories that have to do with my life. Like for instance, once I wrote about this girl whose life was just like mine, but a little over-exaggerated. It sort of makes me feel like my life is a little less horrible, especially when they have worse problems with me.
Yeah I know I'm a bitch, but it's the only way I can live through each and every day. So I sat down on my computer and wrote away. I didn't even know what I was writing as long as I wrote. I poured my heart and thoughts into my fingers as they danced across the keyboard. I stared as the words started forming across the screen.
I sighed. "I need a better way to relieve stress." I told myself as I took a break from typing. I reread what I wrote and felt a whole lot better. Now that I got it all out, I feel more relieved. I saved the document and opened up the internet. I went to youtube.
I looked up one of my favorite songs Dinosaur by Ke$ha. It was a funny song and I just loved Ke$ha. I listened to it as I opened another tab and searched the web, looking for something to do. I must have listened to that song a thousand times and wasted so much time doing nothing because the next time I looked at the clock it was almost seven.
"Time sure flies." I mumbled to myself as I closed my computer and rubbed my eyes. Today sure was… I don't even know what to label it as. I rubbed my temples as I felt a headache coming on. I rolled over to my stomach and shoved my face into my pillow. Sighing, I sank deeper into the pillow. I was trying to fall asleep, but it wasn't working well. I turned over and held the pillow to my face tighter, trying to block out everything. The noise, the light… the thoughts.
"Killing yourself won't help anything." I froze. That voice. That lazy, annoying, sexy voice. Slowly pulling the pillow away from my face, I looked up at my window to see Shikamaru sitting on the windowsill facing away from me. I smiled to myself, before putting on an annoyed expression.
"I was trying to go to sleep before I was RUDELY interrupted." He turned to face me with a smirk on my face. My heart fluttered slightly. Stop that! Don't flutter you stupid heart. You can't fall in love. I turned away from him and glared at nothing in particular.
"I was only joking about the killing yourself thing. Are you mad at me?" Shikamaru's voice was full of concern. Concern for me. I turned to him and smiled.
"I can never be mad at you." He jumped inside, making a loud bang.
"Shikamaru! Be careful. Do you know what my mom would do if she saw you in here? Especially after what happened…" I drifted off a little. That night. The night I revolted against my mom, the night I ran away, the night I kissed him…
"Does your mom still hate me?" Shikamaru asked as he walked across my room to sit on my zebra chair. I thought this over.
"She doesn't really hate you. I told her that you aren't my boyfriend or anything. Then I had to tell her the reason why I kissed you, she didn't like that very much. In the end, I don't think she'd let a guy in my room anytime soon, but she doesn't hate you." I looked at him and smiled.
"That's good. I've known your mom for a while and I don't want her to be mad at me or hate me." He sighed and leaned back, relaxing on my chair.
"Why do you always come over here? Don't you have your own house?" I asked him jokingly. He looked at me with a serious expression on his face.
"I come here to get away from my mother, who yells at me all the time." He turned away. "Also, because I love you." I couldn't quite hear him.
"What'd you say?" He looked at me and I swore I saw him blush.
"Nothing. I just said that I come here because you're my friend." He said nervously and rubbed the back of his head. I chuckled nervously.
"Oh. I thought you said that you loved me or something like that." I chuckled nervously again. An awkward silence filled the air. I looked at everything, but Shikamaru. When I finally looked up at him, he was staring at me intently. "Why are you staring at me?" He didn't stop staring and I couldn't look away. Something in his eyes caught mine.
"Temari?" His expression was serious again.
"Hm?" He stood up and walked closer to me. He sat next to me on the bed. I was a little nervous at our close proximity, but I didn't want to move away.
"Temari what would you say if I told you I love you?" He asked placing his hand on mine.
Love? Not that word again. It was haunting me. I stared at him for a long time, unsure of what to tell him. Tell him you love him. Love isn't real. Yes it is and you love him. No it's not and I don't. I was having a battle with my thoughts. After a while of silence he looked away and took his hand off of mine.
"I would say that I don't believe in love." I said quietly, which was true, but also a lie at the same time. I don't believe in love, but for some reason you're an exception Shikamaru. Although I couldn't voice opinion. I was too much of a coward, not wanting to get hurt.
"Oh."
"Yeah."
We sat there in silence. He would mess with his hands and not look in my direction. I would mess with my hair, look at the wall, look at Shikamaru, mess with a pillow, and look back at Shikamaru several times. It was getting awkward and I couldn't stand it.
"Shikamaru?" I said quietly. So quietly I was sure he didn't even hear it. He slowly turned to me and I took the opportunity. I leaned forward so fast, before he could even react. I planted my lips on his and wrapped my arms around him, not allowing him to move. Slowly and hesitantly he brought his arms around me and began to kiss back.
I was in absolute bliss. I love you Shikamaru. I love you. I believe there is love. I smiled in the kiss and Shikamaru took the moment to explore my mouth with his tongue. I was shocked. I had never gone this far with a guy. Sure I've kissed a guy and he tried to go further, but I didn't allow him. Now I was finally making-out with someone.
I pulled back to catch my breath. "What does this mean?" Shikamaru asked me. I stared deeply into his eyes and brought my face closer to his. Our breaths mingled together.
"I don't believe in love." Shikamaru looked down. I brought my hand to his chin and made him look back up at me. "But it seems that you're an exception." I saw a slight smile on his lips before he brought them back to mine. I didn't waste time and soon my tongue and his were wrestling together. This was the best moment of my life.
We pulled back after a while. I was breathing heavily, but Shikamaru didn't seem too affected by the loss of breath. I pulled him in for a hug and held him tighter. I didn't want to let go. I was pretty sure this was a dream. It's too good to be real. Everything that was happy and good in my life was a dream. Shikamaru loosened my death grip and stared at me in the eyes.
"Temari will you go out with me?" I didn't bother to give him a reply. I just nodded and pull him back in for a quick kiss. I then hugged him tightly again. He wrapped his arms around me and held me just as tightly. I didn't want the moment to end. My phone vibrated and I had to pull back. I checked my phone. It was a message from my mother.
Dinner's ready.
I rolled my eyes. So like my mother to text me. Well in our family we didn't talk much. If we needed something, instead of getting up, we just texted them. We were pretty lazy. I turned back to Shikamaru and smiled.
"Want to come over for dinner?" He smiled and stood up.
"Yes. Do I have to climb down and go through the front door?"
"Yes. I don't want my mom to flip out when she sees us coming down stairs." I gave him a little smirk. "Who knows what we could've been doing?" He gave me a smirk and walked over to the window.
"What a drag." He hoisted himself up and climbed out. He walked out onto the roof and I shut the window behind him. I walked downstairs and awaited for the doorbell to ring.
"Hey mom!" I said happily. For once in a long time I was truly happy and not the façade I was showing everyone. She gave me a smile as I came bounding into the dining room.
"You seem happy? What's up?" I sat down across from Gaara and continued smiling like the idiot I was.
"Nothing much. By the way, Shikamaru's coming to dinner. Is that all right?" I asked my mother sweetly. She was hesitant, but agreed eventually.
"Shikamaru's coming over?" Gaara asked excitedly. We had known Shikamaru since we were younger. I think from when Shikamaru and I were in elementary school. He would come over and play Code Lyoko with Gaara and I on our trampoline. Ah good memories! I smiled at the long lost happy memories.
"Yep!" I said excitedly. As if on cue the doorbell rang and I got up to go get it. I opened it and Shikamaru was standing there with a smirk on his face. "Hey Shikamaru!" I was still all giddy.
"Hey Temari. Can I come in?" I rolled my eyes and stepped aside.
"Now you ask if you can come in." I told him while putting emphasis on the now. He smirked and we walked into the dining room. My mom and Gaara were all sitting there waiting for us. I sat across from Gaara and Shikamaru sat across from my mom.
"Hello Shikamaru. It's nice to see you again." My mom said with a smile on her face. Good thing she doesn't hate him. I gave Shikamaru's hand a reassuring squeeze underneath the table and let go of it.
"It's nice to see you too." He told her politely. He turned his attention to Gaara. "Hey Gaara. What's up?"
"Nothing much." Gaara smiled at Shikamaru before digging into his food. I grabbed my silverware and we all dug in as well. My mom made lasagna and I LOVE lasagna!
"This is delicious mother! Thanks." I told her between bites. She was a little disgusted by my non-existent manners. I didn't care. I never bothered with manners and was never really properly taught them. Now all of a sudden, because of my asshole stepdad, she's extremely strict on that stuff. All because he hates that stuff and is oh so perfect (notice the sarcasm).
"This is really good. Thanks for letting me have dinner with y'all." Shikamaru stated. Him and his manners. I smiled. For some reason I couldn't stop smiling tonight.
"It's no problem. I haven't seen you in a while. Have you been busy?" My mother asked him. She was being very talkative. For some reason it kind of bothered me, but I didn't let it ruin my mood.
"A little, but I just haven't had the time." Shikamaru took his last bite of food.
"Shikamaru and I are going to go outside." I interrupted my mom before she could ask more questions. We both stood up and began walking to the back door.
"Can I come with you?" Gaara asked me. Why did he always have to hang out with me and my friends? Even if Shikamaru was his friend too, I invited him. I turned to Gaara and gave him a little glare.
"No."
"Why not?" Gaara whined. I sighed.
"Because." And I left it at that. Shikamaru and I made our escape, closing the door behind us. We walked over to the trampoline and climbed on. I laid down and stared up at the vast numbers of stars. Did I mention how I loved stars? Well I do. I could never get enough of them.
"I have to ask you something." I turned to look at Shikamaru. He was staring up at the sky as he continued, "Why did you run away after I kissed you that night?" I looked back up at the stars and sighed.
"Because I was afraid of getting feelings for you. I don't believe in love and if I happened to fall in love it would only end in misery." I could feel my eyes start to water, but I stopped them. Shikamaru turned to face his entire body towards me, causing me to bounce slightly.
"Why do you say that?" I sighed and continued looking up.
"When I was little I thought my parents were in love, but that wasn't true. My mother cheated on my dad and they got a divorce. After something like that it's pretty hard to believe in farfetched stuff like love." My eyes were beginning to water, but I wouldn't let them spill over.
"That's a good reason to believe that, but don't you believe that they just weren't right for each other?" I turned to look at Shikamaru with a confused expression, but I couldn't see him well because the tears were blurring my eyes.
"What do you mean?" Shikamaru turned his gaze from the sky to me. A single tear escaped my eyes and he wiped it away.
"I mean that they weren't meant for each other. They weren't each other's soul mates. Their true love is out there somewhere." I scoffed at his statement and rolled my eyes.
"That seems even more farfetched. Do you honestly believe in soul mates?" He looked deeply into my eyes.
"Yes."
He leaned in a gave a me a short and sweet kiss on the lips. "Because I think I found mine." I rolled my eyes and playfully pushed him.
"Don't get all sappy on me. Just because I'm your girlfriend doesn't mean I do sappy." I told him seriously. He just laughed and pulled me in for a hug. "Let me go Nara." He didn't and I tried to pull away. We rolled around a little and fell off the trampoline.
"Oof." I gasped and quickly got off Shikamaru. He landed on his back with me on him, causing more weight to crash down.
"Are you okay Shika?" I bent over to help him up, but he pulled me down and wrapped his arms around me. "Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine. Calm down." I smiled and put a loose strand of hair behind my ear.
"I'm sorry."
"Why?"
"Because I made you fall and get hurt." He gave me a reassuring smile.
"I'm fine." He said before pulling me closer to him and giving me another sweet kiss on the lips. This one lasted longer and was much more passionate, but still sweet at the same time. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the beauty of the moment. The whole moment was like one in a movie.
The couple kissing passionately under the stars. So stereotypical. I smiled in the kiss and slowly pulled away. "I've got to be dreaming." We rolled over and he was now on top.
"Trust me you're not." He said before placing his lips on mine again. My pocket vibrated, but I tried to ignore it. It kept vibrating and it was making me mad. I pulled away hesitantly and reached for my phone. All of a sudden the whole scene disappeared and I was in my room. I pulled out my phone and looked at the time. It was a little after eight. My phone showed I had a text message.
Dinner's ready.
I gasped. The whole thing was a dream. The perfect moment in my life was just a dream. I grumbled as I got out of bed. I knew it was too good to be true.
A/N: Cliffy! : )) Well?
Also the little thing about playing Code Lyoko was true. When my brother, my neighbor/friend, and I were younger (around fifth grade) we would play Code Lyoko which evolved into our version of Code Lyoko where we had our own made up characters with our own powers. Mine was electricity. My friends was fire I think and my brothers was idk. It was too long ago. Just felt like sharing that with ya!
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