a/n: I posted the first part of this before, then I deleted it, and now it's back. So if you read chapter seven before, read it again because I changed a lot and added like a ton more. Give me a review to tell me how I'm doing, if you have time! Thank you all so much for the great reviews so far, I'm really enjoying writing this, but I have zero motivation to write it if I don't think people are reading it.
What the fuck is this Nara kid playing at? Honestly. Like, one second, it looks like he really likes me and is trying to get closer to me, the next he's all over Sakura. Well, with her. Shikamaru isn't really one to be all over anything. Maybe Shogi. Maybe. It's all fucking infuriating and confusing. Like, that baby doe? I'll admit, at the time, I was so in the moment, I may have been really happy that the little bambi was named after me, but what the fuck? I thought he was with Sakura! Why is he so confusing? Men...I mean, one moment, I'm serving you and your pink girlfriend on your date, the next, your making me blush by doing stupid cute romantic things. Things I always pictured men doing to women in romance novels to get their attention. Sakura doesn't have a deer named after her. Does she? She better not.
And what the fuck was the thing the other day in the flower shop? I was minding my own business, making a bouquet in the back and I might have been eavesdropping a bit. But it was only because Sakura and Shikamaru showed up, out of the blue. They talked to Ino and there was a lot of crying and hugging. I had left an orchid in the room where the three were, and I sort of needed it, so I tried sneaking in, knowing that my company would just make things awkward. But they noticed when I walked in, and Sakura pelted herself at my feet and cried, begging for forgiveness. I have no idea why this chick was at my feet, but I promptly forgave her. I still haven't the slightest idea of what she was apologizing for. But I'm not good with dealing with crying teenaged girls and no one is, really. Not even teenage girls, themselves. So I just forgave her because it was the strategy that I assumed would get me out of the room the fastest. I think Sakura said she was apologizing because she was being rude to me, maybe? It was an overreaction, if so. I don't care about people being rude, I'm really used to it. Maybe she was saying sorry for dating Shikamaru? I don't know. It's not like they need my permission, I'm not their keepers. I didn't care one bit. Not at all. Seriously!
All that's infuriating, but not nearly as infuriating as what happened exactly one week before Halloween. It was a Friday, and everyone on my floor in the dorm was out partying. I, on the other hand, was studying for a test on Monday. Unlike everyone else, I had a scholarship to maintain. At least, I thought that I was the only person still in the dorm floor. But no, I wasn't. Naruto, the idiot, wasn't invited to any parties, and, at some ungodly hour in the early morning (maybe three?), I was awoken by the sound of an alarm. Naruto fucking decided to try and make microwave ramen in a TIN FOIL BOWL. It went about as well as you'd expect. Remember how I just said that I was awoken to the sound of an alarm? Yeah, he fucking blew up the student lounge. Everyone had to evacuate.
The only thing more ungodly than the hour was the temperature outside. It was literally freezing, and I was stuck outside in a very light sweatshirt and some boyshorts. Someone might have found it attractive, but no one noticed, or at least, no one said anything, because I was giving Naruto the berating of a lifetime. He sheepishly offered me his night cap.
"Naruto! Our entire floor is going up in flames. It's possible that all my stuff is going to be gone. And you think that your gay-ass night cap is going to fix this?" I shouldn't have been homophobic. That, I regret. Everything else, I would do it again. I would scream it again ten times louder. I promptly yanked the night cap from his hands and threw it into the flames that had become of our home.
Lady Tsunade showed up a few minutes later in her pajama set. I was jealous because it looked cozy. She yelled at Naruto almost louder than I did.
"Shizune, go find our back up host families. We're going to need to find these kids some beds." Naruto was trying to tiptoe away while Tsunade was distracted, but he didn't make it past me. I thoroughly enjoyed watching him get yelled at, so I yanked him by the ear and plopped him back down in front of Tsunade. I couldn't really enjoy the tantrum, however, because I thought I was going to shiver into oblivion.
Shikamaru POV
Dad woke me up at four in the morning. I was sleeping peacefully, but the knock on my door, so distinctly my father's, woke me up. I didn't know what was going on, but just the fact that my father had awoken me at such an hour alerted me that something was wrong. And in retrospect, I was right, it just wasn't some big disaster like I thought it would be. My father just told me to grab my coat and some spare winter gear and follow him. I was anxious, and I played out hundreds of scenarios and strategies in my head.
On the way to the school, he told me that there was a fire. I instantly panicked, thinking about Temari and all my friends who live in the dorms. Dad assured me that no one was hurt, but he needed to work out some logistical issues with Tsunade. I was in charge of bringing Temari to our house. Troublesome.
When we got to the dormitories, the most interesting thing probably should have been the remains of it. Or maybe the water release shinobi who were putting out the last of the fires. But my mind was somewhere else. So were my eyes. Because, apparently, in someone's haste, they forgot to put on some clothing. Even more troublesome, the girl refused to take the blanket offered to her by Naruto.
"You're such a snob, just take the blanket." I told Temari.
"I don't want anything that even remotely reminds me of Naruto right now." I shrugged, understanding her point. I had figured out, in my head, that Naruto must have been the cause of this, just by the way that Tsunade and Temari were glaring at him.
"tch. Here." I put a forest green beanie with my clan's symbol on the front atop her spikey head, and handed her the matching hoodie. "Don't die of hypothermia."
"Is that actually a thing? I thought it was more of an urban legend."
"Yeah, sand princess. It's a thing." I looked around awkwardly, and upon seeing that there was literally no reason for me to be there at all, I suggested we go home. She looked relieved. "We'll get whatever remains of your stuff tomorrow." She nodded and we headed home.
"So, is Sakura going to be jealous that I'm living with you?"
"Tch, why would she be jealous? She has her own home."
"Idiot. I didn't mean because you practically live in a wooden palace. I mean, isn't she mad that another girl is living with her boyfriend?"
Quite frankly, that was the last thing I expected from her mouth. She had waited on us one night at dinner, which had been awkward enough, but I had assumed that Sakura's apology would have cleared things up. Temari was intelligent, she could understand the blabbering girl. But thinking about it again, I realized Sakura hadn't said what was going on between us. Not that it would have been difficult, since 'absolutely nothing' is the answer to that question.
"Tch, you're so troublesome." Her shoulders slumped slightly, they had previously been up near her ears in an attempt to keep her warm.
"Oh."
"we're not together." I elaborated.
"you broke up after a week?" She cocked an eyebrow and looked at me.
"No, trouble." I looked back at her pale face. "we were never together." She furrowed her eyebrows.
"who the fuck takes a girl to Chez Ichiraku for a platonic dinner?"
"she wanted to go." I shrugged.
"Isn't it pretty troublesome to do that?" Her pout was back.
"Yeah, but she was going through some things."
"What kind of things?"
"Things that don't concern you." The pout grew, but at some point, her face contorted into one of understanding. We walked in silence for the next three miles, minus some complaints from a freezing Temari. I don't know what she wanted me to do about it. I had given her my scarf, gloves, and down coat. It's not like I could control the weather. As we passed the gates and entered the compound, she spoke again.
"I wouldn't mind it, you know?"
"wouldn't mind what, trouble?"
"Mind if you were going out. I don't know why Ino and Sakura were mad when I suggested that you two were, you know, going out. But it's none of my business." I don't know why, but her statement stung a little.
"Well you know, you don't have to worry about me dating anyone from our school. I don't want to go out or marry any kunoichi, much less one as pretty as Sakura. I want some woman who's not too pretty and not too ugly. She'll be submissive and won't be trouble at all. We'll have two kids." I opened the front door for her, then continued. "One girl, then one boy. I'll have a not too troublesome job and once the girl is married and the boy is a full-fledged shinobi, I can retire. Then I'll die before my wife." I let the words sink in, not saying anything. She only responded once I dropped her off in her room.
"Wow, and who says that you're not driven?" She smirked and forcefully shut the door in my face.
"Troublesome."
Temari POV
Well, I don't know why, but it was a relief that he wasn't dating Sakura. It cleared up a lot of things. I'm still slightly curious as to why Shikamaru was going out of his way to help out Sakura, but it's none of my business. None, at all. I mean, if he wants to go out with other girls, that's fine with me. Completely. I'm not going to be jealous. I'm not jealous of Sakura. I shouldn't be jealous, because that would mean I want to be in her place. And being in her place would mean that I'd have to spend time with the cry baby, and I didn't want to do that. So I don't know why I keep thinking about it. Why I have to adamantly tell myself all this. I'm not exactly the most emotionally developed person, so this was all just, too confusing.
I'm not going to lie, despite the ungodly hour, I was now wide awake. I was thinking about sneaking into Shikamaru's room (I now can navigate there and back from my bedroom) and stealing his unused and, without a doubt, unopened, history textbook, but instead I decided to write to my brothers. I knew that Gaara would be the only one that would respond, so I addressed it to him.
Dear Gaara,
It's very cold here. I had no idea seasons were like this. The upside is that I get to plant a lot. The plants don't need so much attention here, because of the rain. I really love my job at the Yamanakas. The job at Ichiraku is troublesome because I'm really not cut out for customer service. It's not so bad, though. I've learned a lot.
I've actually made some friends here. My host family is quite agreeable. However, their son, my guide, is apathetic to everything and appears lethargic at all hours of the day, despite the superfluity of his time devoted to maintaining his napping schedule. I tell you all this because an action he took the other day is in complete contrast to his personality. I was hoping either you or Kankuro could help me out, and decipher the meaning behind it. His clan keeps deer, and a doe had a baby a few weeks ago and named it after me. Do you think I should be on my guard more? Do you think there's an ulterior motive? On second thought, don't ask Kankuro. He's going to say something vulgar in response. Speaking of Kankuro, tell him that he's gone international, he has a cult-following here because of his puppetry. You should visit at some point, people want to see his puppets and your ultimate defense. Also, I might be missing you idiots. I hope you're all working hard and advancing in your political sphere. You better be studying hard, I'm not here for fun, you know.
You sister,
Temari
P.S. Naruto, the village idiot, accidentally set my home on fire. Please send some extra fan maintenance gear, and maybe some winter gear, too. Like I said before, it's cold.
I decided to get a few hours rest. I'd drag Shikamaru to the post office to drop the dumb letter off tomorrow.
Shikamaru POV
She moaned as she took my entire cock in her mouth. It was possibly the most erotic thing I've ever heard. I don't know why I couldn't feel it. But I saw it, saw her blonde hair, the pony tails that I was holding on to, like handle bars. She kept going and going, bobbing her head up and down my shaft, licking every important part of me, playing with the balls. "mmmm Shikamaru, you're so big." She cooed. When she looked up, I can't say I didn't expect to see her face, in a way, I always knew it was her who would be there.
I only caught a glimpse of her face, though. I woke up right then, sweating like a madman and hard as a rock.
Groaning, I sat up in bed, too jittery to fall back asleep. I supposed I needed to take care of the hard on, so I went to the bathroom and took an ice cold shower. I was interrupted in the middle of it by the devil, herself. She banged on the door and yelled, "Shikamaru you're taking me to the post office once you finish." She didn't ask, she just demanded it. I don't know why, but I guess that turned me on, too. I would never have expected it, but my dick twitched at her voice, which was bad. This was incredibly troublesome.
Temari POV
When I woke up, it being a Saturday and all, I assumed that the idiot wouldn't be awake. It was seven thirty. No teenager who wasn't as disciplined as I would be awake. I walked downstairs and was greeted by Yoshino, who was making breakfast. It smelled delicious, and even though I had stayed over many nights before, I don't think I'll ever get used to a mother cooking me breakfast every morning. I was robbed of that, growing up, and it was the most surreal thing, having Yoshino around. We had a nice talk over breakfast. Over school, what transpired last night, friends, her son, etc. I told her of my letter to Gaara, and once I finished my breakfast, she insisted that I go wake Shikamaru up. He was in the shower so I told him he was taking me to the post office. When I told Yoshino that he was already up, she nearly dropped her plate in shock.
"He hasn't woken up before eight on a Saturday ever."
"Well I guess he's just really enthusiastic about spending the day with me." I said it completely sarcastically, but Yoshino nodded and agreed. "Oh, no, I'm kidding. He thinks I'm troublesome, he's only going to hang out with me today because he's forced to."
"You know Temari, he's also forced to do his homework and get the groceries and train with his father." I laughed, knowing that he does none of those things. "He doesn't, as you know. No one is forcing him to hang out with you, I think my son actually likes you. He even named a baby doe after you. But don't tell him that I told you that."
"It's okay, he took me to go see the doe, she's really cute." Yoshino stopped cooking and put the knife down to look at me.
"He hasn't taken anyone to see the deer, ever."
"I'm sure he just felt bad because I had to wait on him the other day." Yoshino bit her lip, and she looked like she wanted to respond, but she didn't. I was sort of glad, because I didn't really want to talk about her son and a possible crush, it was too awkward.
Shikamaru came down and we walked over to the post office. That day was uneventful, but Shikamaru wouldn't even look at me in the eye, which was weird. Usually whenever I wear something provocative, I do it because I know it'll get a rise out of him, and he'll blush all the time and it's very cute. But I was in HIS clothing. All my stuff was still being recovered, so I was head to toe Shikamaru's closet. Although, I looked better in it than he did. He even agreed with me. But he still wouldn't look at me, even though I was in sweatpants and a down jacket. I wasn't trying anything funny, and yet, he wouldn't be his usual complaining self.
Things were boring the next day, too. Except at lunch. I sat with him and his friends, and Ino kept on making fun of my jacket (Shikamaru's) saying how Shikamaru was 'marking his territory' since it and every article of clothing, minus the uniform, that I wore displayed the Nara Clan symbol somewhere. I knocked him in the jaw when he didn't respond. I'm not anyone's territory, least of all Shikamaru's.
The day after that, I went to Tsunade's office, and she handed me my fan, some of my clothing, a spare uniform, and some school work. That was the only thing that the shinobis could salvage. I acted pissed, but I didn't really need a lot of material things to be happy. I just needed my fan, so really, it wasn't all that bad.
On Thursday, I was walking over to where Shikamaru was sitting at lunch, but Ino pulled me by my shirt and made me sit with her and the girls. I didn't know why they were separate from the boys, at first, but they explained that they were going over plans for Halloween, which was the next day, and they didn't want to deal with the boys. Plus, they figured the boys would make fun of them if they knew their Halloween costumes, so I was sworn to secrecy. Like being Harley Quinn was that creative. Of all the things, my Halloween costume was one of the things that was spared from the fire, since it was staying at Ino's. I was pretty pissed about that, since I would have preferred some of my class work, or clothing, to be spared from the fire, not some costume that I would wear a grand total of one time.
As they went over the plan, I was shocked that they included me into their Halloween plans without hesitation. I was still getting used to the idea of having friends. But even Tenten and Sakura were begging for me to come. I guess it was just because I was foreign, so my popularity was inevitable. People just wanted to know things like if Sunans could really drink tequila like water (the answer is yes, I am an expert at holding tequila).
The plan was just to make an appearance at the party that the school hosts. We'd show up late, of course, spike the punch, leave like twenty minutes later, then go party hopping around the clan homes, since that's where all the good parties would be. Plus, the police never shut down those parties, the families have too much influence over them.
I stayed at Ino's house on Thursday, so that we could get ready in the morning together. We were allowed to wear costumes to school, which was fun. In Suna, we weren't allowed to do that. In fact, I hadn't been out of the house in a costume in like, five years. I had forgotten how god-awful they are. The material was mostly fake leather. Some tiny red and black vest that exposed too much cleavage and too much tummy, with a faux corset thing in the front. Ino let me borrow some slutty boots. She did my make up and her own. I couldn't believe she was actually going out in her costume. She was wearing glorified lingerie and some bunny ears. Her father was furious, but she changed and he let her go. Of course by "changed" I mean she wore my Nara clan sweater, then ripped it of once she left her clan's compound.
I thought all of us looked good, but apparently, some of us looked too good. A lot of the teachers complained. They said our outfits were too revealing. I think it's bullshit. Not like any of the guys were complained about. I mean, Kiba was in a sheet, saying he was wearing a toga. No one said anything to him. Fucking sexist.
On my way to homeroom, I ran into the worst possible thing I could have in the entire world. Shikamaru was walking towards the door, no big deal, right? He was opening the door for me, as he always does (he does that for every single person in the female population, don't get too excited) and I catch a glance at his shirt.
Now, most boys don't dress up for Halloween. It's just the way the world works. Mot put some sort of effort into it, however. For example, the easiest way to find a tool at a Halloween party is to look for the guy who bought a shirt that says "this is my Halloween costume." And then there are some dudes who do dress up for Halloween, like how Kiba made a sheet toga, but it just makes everyone uncomfortable.
Shikamaru was under the tool influence, and was wearing a costume packed into a shirt, and it just had to be a joker shirt. The iconic grin was on a white background and 'why so serious' was printed at the bottom of it.
"God fucking damn it, Shikamaru!"
"Language, Temari." Mr. Yamato scolded me. "What's the problem."
"thousands of options, and you had to chose the joker. Seriously?"
"it was Ino's idea." I whipped around and saw Ino shift uncomfortably in her chair.
"What? It's cute. Naruto and Hinata are matching, too." It wasn't cute. Hinata looked cute in her pumpkin outfit, I looked cute in my Harley Quinn costume, but Naruto and Hinata both dressed up in pumpkins made me want to throw up, and Shikamaru and I dressed up as the Joker and Harley Quinn makes me want to publically commit suicide.
I groaned and took a seat next to Sakura, which just happened to be the furthest seat from Ino. I sent her many a death glare that day.
I was relentlessly made fun of that day by the group. Naruto, especially, had a lot to say about our costumes. He happily swung an arm around Hinata, animatedly conversing with other people, half dragging her around. But everyone knew she didn't mind it. She was too in love with him to not be ecstatic that they were finally acting like a couple. As for me and that stupid lazy ass, at a certain point, I stopped yelling at everyone and just took it. There was no point at yelling at absolutely everyone who said something about it, because I had no intention of yelling at literally everyone on campus. Even Kakashi and Guy commented on it. We were both red, Shikamaru was probably embarrassed, and I was just mad. The worst part was near the end of lunch, when Ino required Hinata, Naruto, Shikamaru and me to take a photo because we were the only 'couples'.
"Ino, for the love of god, don't make us do this."
"Zip it, Temari. Now, Shikamaru, wrap an arm around her." He did and I almost flinched, but he smelled too nice to actually back away. Hinata and Naruto were having a just dandy time, but I wasn't going to let this go that easily. I grabbed Shikamaru by the front of the shirt and hissed in his ear,
"We're going to pose for one picture, exactly, so that this harpy stops yelling at us, and then we will part ways and never speak of this again, got it?"
"tch. Got it."
"Okay, Ino. Take the stupid fucking picture." She was giggling like a mad woman.
"I already did."
"What?! Let me see..." I yanked the polaroid out of her hands, shook it, and was furious to see that Hinata and Naruto looked beautiful, staring into each other's eyes like they were the only ones in the world, but Shikamaru and I ruined the picture. Ino took it mid scold, so I had him by his shirt, and I was yelling at him, while he just looked slightly shocked at our close proximity. "I hate it. Burn it. Actually, cut it in the middle and then burn the half with us in it."
"Oh, Temari don't be mean!" Ino said.
"Yeah, I think you guys look cute together." Sakura laughed.
"you're joking." I retorted.
"N-no. You almost a-act like an old co-couple." Hinata said timidly, to which Naruto kissed her on the cheek for.
"hmph." I crossed my arms. "we don't act like an old couple, tell them crybaby."
He rolled his eyes, but acquiesced.
"we don't look act like an old couple."
"Looks like you've got him whipped. Part two of the Nara curse, eh Shikamaru?" Chouji said, clapping Shikamaru on the back.
"tch. She's scarier than my mom."
"Yeah, plus Shikamaru is going to marry someone who's not too pretty and not too ugly." I added.
"And she's way too pretty for that." My heart stopped, and so did everyone else, for a split second. Right before they all started laughing their asses off at his stupid commentary. I slapped his head.
"idiot." I reprimanded, but by the furious blush that invaded his cheeks, I knew that he knew that he had said the wrong thing. We were saved by the school bell, however, and we walked side by side to advanced math.
Shikamaru POV
"So you think I'm pretty?" she teased.
"If you'd shut your mouth more often, yeah." I responded. 'I don't have sex dreams of just anybody' I added, mentally.
"Well, I'm still mad at you for making people think that we're a couple."
"Be mad at Ino, it wasn't my idea."
"I should have known you'd wear that shirt. It's the only clean one in your closet right now."
"Why are you so well acquainted with my closet, again, woman?"
"Naruto's an idiot. That's why."
"That's the answer to most questions in this village, isn't it."
She laughed and it was the most fantastic thing in the world.
"Yeah. He and Hinata are cute. She deserves better, though."
"I agree, but Naruto is one of the best ninjas around. I'd be intimidated to fight him."
"Is that so?"
"Yeah, he has never ending stamina and drive. Plus, he's probably the nicest guy I know, minus Chouji."
"That's true. You know Naruto was the first one who made an effort to be my friend here." "And what about me?"
"You were forced into it." I stayed silent, because she didn't need to know that I actually was really only required to take her to her classes and make sure she has at least one friend. Sharing a wardrobe and spending most of my time at her side was not part of the mission that Tsunade gave me.
Temari POV
The school day went by pretty slowly. I guess it's just because some part of me really wanted it to just be night time, already. I was actually excited to be going out with friends that I liked. After school, the girls headed over to Ino's house, where she made us all look even sluttier than we did for school. She retouched my makeup and made my ponytails even higher. She forced Hinata to let her long, beautiful, hair down. Poor Hinata, she just needed confidence, but she was a total dime. I mean, her boobs were like twice the size of mine.
When we finally got to the school's party, it was obvious that the boys had already been there. It was practically trashed, and everyone there was that, too. Trashed, that is. Kiba had probably already gotten to the punch. Not two minutes into the party, I asked Ino if we could just forget about it. I knew that Hinata would probably join me if I just decided to up and leave. But on the way out, we ran into the boys, minus one. They invited us to Kibas, and we happily obliged, knowing that his mother was out of town on a mission, and Hana would buy us alcohol. Sakura, however, warned me that Lee wasn't allowed anywhere near alcohol. Last time that happened, he almost killed a student from the sound with his bare hands, and it was a total accident.
There was already tons of people at Kiba's house. Crappy Halloween decorations were all over the place, some people were playing ping pong, some people were dancing, some were just talking on some couches, and some (well, just Chouji) were raiding the snack table.
I found the guy that had been missing at the school party. It was none other than Shikamaru. He was lying down in Kiba's room. Apparently, he had pre-gamed pretty hard. He already drank the better part of a vodka bottle. Kiba was like a proud mother, amazed that Shikamaru hadn't passed out yet, since the vodka bottle was half the size of him. In a way, I guess I was kind of like a mother, too. But, more like a Yoshino kind of mother. Actually, I was just pissed at him.
"You stupid kid."
"Oh hey my trusted assistant."
"I'm not actually Harley Quinn, and you're not actually the Joker, you stupid crybaby."
"I wish we were."
"And why is that?" I walked to the bathroom that was connected to the room to get the stupid Nara kid some water. I left the door open so I could here his explanation.
"Because Harley Quinn's in love with the joker." I looked up from the sink and into the mirror, where I saw the reflection of Shikamaru. He was lying down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. He probably wouldn't remember any of this tomorrow.
"You want me to be in love with you." I said, offering the glass of water to him.
"of course. You're the hottest girl in the school, Temari." I sat next to him on the bed. He leaned in towards me, and for a split second, I thought he was going to try to kiss me, but instead he leaned into my breasts, so that his face was right in between them. I guess I could just blame it on his lack of balance. He was really, really, really, drunk.
"stop it, cry baby." But I didn't push him away. He groaned loudly, like a toddler.
"But Temariiiii." I flicked his head, but he didn't respond. I just rolled my eyes at how childish he was when he was drunk. "you know, you have the best tits in the school, too."
"that's not true, Hinata does." He looked up, removing his head from my chest finally.
"No, she has the biggest ones. But you." He poked my nose, "have the best ones in the school. I bet they'd fit right in my hand." He reached up, as if he was about to grope me, but he stopped.
"Ever the gentlemen." I said to no one in particular. He looked up as if asking for permission. "you're not going to remember this in the morning." He just gave a drunk laugh at me.
"doesn't mean I don't want to, though."
"then do it." I shocked myself with that response. I didn't shock him, however. He went right to it, groping them softly, as if he was acting sober. I shivered under his touch. "you're a real softie, you know that?" He looked up from below me, maintaining eye contact as he grabbed my breasts, liberating them from their tight confines of my costume and took one in his mouth. I gasped, but pushed my chest closer to his face, giving him easier access. It felt too good. And just as I thought that, I was ripped from the moment.
He ran from the bed and into the bathroom to puke his guts out. I stayed on the bed, catching my breath and adjusting my costume. I really shouldn't have let him done that. I don't know what came over me.
After a few minutes, he didn't come back out of the bathroom, so I went to go check on him. He, indeed, had puked a ton. Thankfully, he made it to the bathroom in time. He was just passed out on the floor. I figured that he's always been a good host to me, even if he was completely infuriating, so I helped him out. I cleaned up the bathroom first, then I cleaned his face. "Shikamaru." I poked his face. He only stirred slightly. I took a cup of cold water and sprayed it on his face, which rendered him conscious. "how you feeling, crybaby." I offered him another cup of water, this time, to drink.
"like shit." He groaned and started crawling out of the bathroom.
"where the hell do you think you're going."
"home."
"yeah, right. You're not going home. I'd have to carry you there, I can only make it to the bed." I picked him up, much to his chagrin, and plopped him on the bed.
"you know it's usually the other way around."
"Yeah, but you're the idiot who decided to drink his weight in vodka."
"you should join me."
"you're not nearly as charming as you think you're being, you know."
"but it worked."
"you're an idiot. I'm going downstairs for a bit, I'll be back up to check on you in a bit."
And that's about all I remember from that night, because not long after, I joined Shikamaru, in the depths of drunkenness, and the bed...
A/N Pt 2: Yeah... this chapter is the one in which it really fits into its M rating.
Thought #1: you think the clans have to order all their symbols off customink?
Thought #2: I feel like a mom, but I just have to say this. If you're going out with friends, do whatever the fuck you want, but stay safe, and STAY HYDRATED. OMG it's in your best interest because it prevents hangovers, I promise.
Thought #3: This took me fucking forever to write, and I kind of got too lazy to edit it, so PLEASE review!