AN: Hey, it's me, again, in the same day, yeah, year-of-the-gnat pressured me and here, I am with Ch. 2 feeling like a total idiot. Well, here it is…
Shikamaru looked up, as Temari stepped in his front door.
"Hey, you're hair's down." He pointed out, cocking his head.
"Yeah, do you like it?" Temari asked.
"You're hair is nice, no matter what you do to it." Shikamaru replied. Temari blushed a little, placed her fan down and sat down next to him on the couch.
"I saw Ino today." Temari said.
"Oh, yeah?" Shikamaru asked. "She's been acting weird lately."
"How so?"
"Well, she's been all nice." Temari smirked. "And she's been…"
"Been what? Surely a genius isn't speechless." He looked sullen.
"Ok, she's been a little…"
"Stupid? Ugly? Blonde? Big-mouthed?"
"She's always all of those things." Temari smirked, again, then she frowned.
"Or are you thinking of flirtatious? Lovesick—"
"Yes, that."
"With you? Certainly not Chouji."
"Chouji wishes…" Shikamaru muttered.
And in fact, Chouji did wish with all of his heart (and fat), but we must not be getting ahead of ourselves.
"Are you serious? Doesn't she know I'm moving in?"
"Apparently, not."
"Maybe I should go inform her." Temari replied, violently, getting up. Shikamaru grabbed her hand.
"Temari, is that really the best thing?" She looked at him.
"For Ino's health, maybe not, but for mine, yeah. And by the way, I think it's high time someone beat some sense into that bimbo." Shikamaru sighed.
"Temari, once she sees you've moved in, she'll realize there's no hope for her."
"Or I could go speed the process up a bit." She said, but still sat down.
"Gee, was that so hard?" Temari glared at him. Shikamaru leaned back and closed his eyes. "You need to learn how to relax."
Little did they know, there were others watching them, these stalkers far more dangerous than Ino and Sakura…
"Did Temari really fall for me acting like I finally realized you hit puberty?" Kankarou asked.
…In the form of overprotective brothers, that is.
"I guess so… even though I hit it ten years ago, before you did." Gaara smirked. Kankarou pouted.
"I hit it last year… I'm just a slow bloomer." He defended himself.
"Ok, get serious, we're seeing how Temari's doing." Gaara reminded him. They watched, curiously from their post in a tree across the street.
"Who does that punk think he is putting his arm around our sister?" Kankarou asked, angrily. "He's half as old as her anyway!"
"Wait-he's the one she fought in our first Chuunin exam." Gaara observed.
"What was his name? Shikimari? Some idiotic name like that." Kankarou sneered.
"It was Shikamaru. He had a shadow technique." Gaara remembered.
"I hated that kid." Kankarou said, almost before Gaara finished the sentence.
"He used that jutsu on me." Kankarou gasped.
"That's it! He has two offenses-no three offenses against the Sand siblings!" Kankarou growled.
"What was the first one, what was the second one and what was the third?" Gaara asked, annoyed by Kankarou and Shikamaru.
"The first one: touching my sister. The second one: he used a jutsu on you-a Kazekage! And third: I just don't like him." Kankarou hissed.
"None of those are offenses at all." Gaara said, calmly. "Besides, I wasn't even a Kazekage when he used the jutsu on me." Kankarou turned back to the window, muttering something that sounded suspiciously like 'personal violations'. Kankarou then realized Shikamaru and Temari were making out.
"That's it! I'm going down there and ripping the head off that son of a—" Kankarou cursed very loudly. Gaara held Kankarou back, as Kankarou raged more cuss words.