A/N: I had two APs this week so forgive me for not updating...I have two more this week but I decided to write this instead of studying. I am such a piece of trash. Well, I don't really think that anyone reads these, but if you do, just keep in mind that I made them the same age but three months apart instead. SHHHHH I know, it's not physically possible for Karura to have done that, but let me have my fun. I also reference Chris D'elia in one of Shikamaru's thoughts. I was watching his stand up on Netflix and thought….damn...that's a really straight guy thing to think. And as I've said before, going into the mind of a teenage boy is pretty hard, so yeah, the end of the second paragraph is inspired by that bit. Also, in another Shikamaru POV when he talks about 'gentlemanly', yeah that's inspired by Robert Baratheon in Game of Thrones. There are no spoilers in the chapter for game of thrones, I promise.

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Shikamaru POV

Man, I hate this time of year. It's such a drag. It's not like I'm going to be doing all this homework that the teachers are giving, but still, it's troublesome just to listen to. To make things worse, I'm partnered with Temari in every single class.

In history, part of our final assessment is a partner project...and she's gonna have my ass if I don't work. That beautiful idiot. You see, she thinks she's a master strategist, but I'm a more skilled one. Not to brag, it's just the truth. I know that she talked to my mom to get me to work, I know she talked to the teacher begging her for a new partner. She's such a girl. So worried about everything. I don't understand why every girl has to be stressed all the time. Like almost everyday, Ino will come up to me, and complain that she's been running around all day. I know that she wasn't running around all day in the literal or figurative sense. Because, in the literal sense, if she was running around all day, that would be fun. Running around all day would be something that a child would do. I'd love that. But she wasn't even just traveling all day, she just did some stuff. So it only makes sense that in school, girls go insane. They all worry no matter what. They are worried when they get bad grades, they are worried when they get good grades.

Me, on the other hand...I'm fine just lying down. Looking up at the sky, wishing I was a cloud. I found myself daydreaming more and more. I had more and more troublesome thoughts to attend to. Fuck school. I kept having those damn erotic dreams about that troublesome girl I was supposed to guide. I mean, sometimes I can't even look her in the eye. I don't trust myself because I know I'll start thinking about how she gave me fake head that night. The worst thing is that once, Ino tried talking to me about Temari. She put a lot of eye wriggles and elbow nudges, trying to imply so much out of us sleeping in the same bed on Halloween. It was honestly such a platonic night. We really just slept all night. We just didn't have a lot of clothing on. And I vaguely remember having some contact with her chest. But like that was any of Ino's business. Women are so damn troublesome.

A few days after we got our history project assigned, I got home and my mom was smiling. I knew then that I was fucked. She was smiling, happy as can be, with two filled backpacks by her feet.

"Afternoon, mother."

"Good afternoon, dear son." The politeness in our greeting proved how tense the predicament was. I tried to brush past her to get to the kitchen.

"Hold it there, dear. Where are you going?"

"to the kitchen?"

"don't worry about it. I'll prepare something for you …" She mumbled something else after that, but I didn't quite catch it.

"Mom, you hate it when I mumble. Don't be a hypocrite. just out with it." She huffed.

"I'll prepare you a snack, and I'll even pack Temari one."

"Come again?"

"You heard me perfectly well, Shikamaru." I groaned. This, for sure, was Temari's plan. "Go meet her in the library, I already packed your stuff." I picked up the backpacks she had at her feet. It must have been fucking fifty pounds because I immediately dropped it in shock.

"Jesus, am I moving to the library?"

"Well I didn't know what you would need for the project, so I just packed everything."

"good god. Okay, you know what? bye mom." I tried to close the door on her, but she caught it.

"I'll know if you don't show up, so be prompt!"

This was such a fucking drag.

Temari POV

He took his damn time getting to this library, but the mission was successful.

The library in Konoha was beautiful, so I didn't mind that he was late so much. We had a huge head start on the project, anyways. I took some time to admire the space. The oak bookshelves, all the way up the high ceilings, the paned sky light, the intelligence shinobi quietly shuffling through the archives, the old lady managing the circulation desk, sleeping on a book. It was really nice, and it kind of reminded me of home. Libraries can look so different, but they all have the same feel, for some reason.

Shikamaru walked up to the round table I was set up at, looking like he was half asleep.

"took you long enough."

"I got caught up with something."

"Some clouds calling your name?"

"something like that."

"Well I started without you, and I reserved a study room, it'll be free in half an hour." That idiot sat down at my table with the least amount of grace anyone could possibly display. "comfortable?" He put his feet up on my lap.

"very."

"Get the fuck off of me, Nara." I shoved his feet off. "now who's being troublesome?" The fossil working the circulation desk shushed me. Nara had a smug look on his face.

"Yeah, Temari. Shush."

"You're a pain in the ass, Shikamaru. I'm going to go check to see if the study room is still occupied." It was still a while before we had it reserved but there was always a chance that the people using it before would leave early. Up the stairs and through the first hallway on the left, I saw that the door was open, so I assumed it was free now. I went downstairs to tell Shikamaru and we took all our stuff (which, for some reason, he packed his entire home to come to the library. Ironic because he always makes fun of women for being heavy packers, but Nara fucking took fifty pounds worth of school supplies) and headed to the study room. But when we got there, it was locked again.

"Temari, what's the deal I thought you said that it was free. Now we have to go all the way back downstairs with our stuff and then later come all the way back up. So much work."

"Quit whining, the door was open when I came to check." He gave me an incredulous look. "Honestly! Nara, it isn't in my advantage in any way to lie to you. I'm, also, going up and down the stairs with books. Idiot." He sighed and started making hand signals, using his jutsu to go underneath the door and unlock the door. Looking back at it, two people who pride themselves on their amazing strategic ability should have found the situation a bit suspicious, but we weren't thinking and we were both cranky and impatient, so we opened the door. We cannot unsee what we have seen.

Inside the stupid private study room was none other than Kakashi Hatake ramming into some brunette that I have never seen in my entire life. For the life of me, I couldn't tell you any other feature about her, other than that she was a very, very loud moaner. She was ass naked, fucking a leaf sensei and oh god, I didn't want to see that. I had a side thought that it was kind of impressive that they got this far in the small amount of time that it took to go down and back up the stairs. Nara, like the true Shika he is, just stood there like a deer in headlights, and so did the lovely couple. I was the first to react, awkwardly apologizing, and yanking Nara out the door with me.

Nara didn't say anything for awhile. It must have been traumatizing for him. To me, Kakashi Hatake was just some guy in his late twenties, pretty good looking, who happened to be a teacher. But Shikamaru viewed the guy as an authority person, someone who he respected as an educator, so I had some sympathy for Shikamaru. I would not be in any better shape if I walked in on Baki fucking some Kunoichi. I sat him down at a round wooden table, set his bags beside him, and took a seat opposite him. After a couple minutes, which felt like hours, passed, I decided to try my luck talking to him.

"Do you wanna talk about it." No verbal response, just a gulp. I looked into his eyes, his retinas were normal sized, which was a good sign. I was concerned about him going into shock. "You know, it's very natural, just part of-"

"No!" He put his hands to his ears. "We are not having this conversation, you, Temari, may be slightly older than me, but you do not have the authority to give me the talk, for christ's sake."

"You dumb ass, acting like I want to give you the talk, I was just trying to be nice." I leaned back into the chair, folding my arms. If he wasn't going to accept my help, I wasn't going to bend over backwards to make him more comfortable. I fucking hopes he walks in on Kakashi and that chick again. I don't, but I was fucking bitter about the situation.

Shikamaru POV

I've never been more mortified in my entire life. The only thing worse than seeing Kakashi-sensei fucking this girl was Temari trying to tell me that it was natural. Why the fuck would she do that. Honestly. What right did she have to be going around, acting like she knows all this stuff that I don't about sex. It was fucking insulting.

I knew she was mad, she crosses her arms like that when she's uncomfortable and when she's upset. Usually at me. I shouldn't have snapped at her, though. That wasn't very gentlemanly. But she just kept making the situation worse by saying that shit. But still, I don't know what came over me. I'm usually a chill guy, really, but Temari brings out what Ino calls my "passionate side" and it's horribly annoying.

I once asked Asuma why sometimes I had a passionate side. He said it was just a masculinity thing. He said that when when a guy's masculinity is threatened, that's when he goes wild trying to prove it. It makes a lot of sense, his theory, but it bothers me a lot. I think that's one of my greatest faults. I'm not lazy enough. A cloud wouldn't care if a female taunted him. I shouldn't have either. It wasn't like I was a classy guy, but still, I should have a hold of myself. Be the gentleman that my dad tried so hard to make me.

I was lost in my own thoughts for the amount of time it took for Kakashi and the girl to finish what they were doing and head out of the study room. I, quite frankly, am kind of shocked that they just continued after we left. You'd think that Temari and I would have ruined the mood. Leave it to that perv, though. Actually, I should say those pervs, because it's a known fact that the woman he was with is quite the freak herself.

Temari POV

I have never experienced such a long half hour in my life. Shikamaru was gone, drifting off into his thoughts, as per usual, and I was stuck being just awkward. There's so much about living in Konoha that's awkward. I just am foreign, through and through, so a lot of this shit is so weird and out of place for me. But things have been good since starting school and making friends. I didn't have to feel awkward and foreign. But in that thirty minute span, good god, I felt like a martian.

Talking to Shikamaru was out of the question. He's an asshole who didn't deserve my attention, and even if he did, I was pretty sure he was mad at me, too. And going into the study room was out of the question, as well. The reasons should be obvious. I could just bolt out of the library like my gut was telling me to. But I stayed. It would be too hurtful to my pride to have to explain later to everyone, plus I already got his mom involved so I really did have to go through with this study date. No, not a date. Study meeting.

Once those assholes decided to finish up who they were doing and leave the room, clothing unabashedly rumpled and clearly only half heartedly put on, I grabbed my backpack and, with the most stern glare I could muster, eyed the couple down. But they only returned the glare, looking as if I was way too young to be judging them. I guess I sort of am, too. But still, they could have been at least a little more embarrassed.

I got into the study room and immediately took to sanitizing everything. I wiped the table down and all four chairs. I even got the walls, for good measure. And once I was certain everything was safe, I let Shikamaru sit down. He gave me a small, murmured, thanks, and we immediately brought our books out to scour everything we could for research.

Remember how I said that I should have listened to my gut and gone running out of the library, before? Yeah, well I really wish I had followed my gut. A woman's intuition always knows best. At the time, I didn't really consider that the reason my gut was telling me to get out was not about avoiding social confrontation, however.

Not one hour after research, a voice over the intercom alerted all library visitors that they were now under full lockdown. Something about an enemy shinobi, for reasons unknown (we figured out in about .5 seconds that they were obviously after information stored in the archives), possibly have seized the air ventilation system of the library and poisoned it.

So yeah, that's why I was stuck with that lazy ass while in the middle of a fight for hours.

A/N pt 2: I'm ending this now, tbh just because I'm tired but I want to post it. Yeah, I'm just gonna admit right now that the mystery girl Kakashi was fucking was me. I'm not sorry.