DISCLAIMER: I do not own naruto...I wish I did though. Maybe OOC. Also if you don't like ShikaTema don't read!
"talking"
thinking or narrating
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~Flashback/End Flashback~
Temari's P.O.V.
I really did not want to be at this damn tailor. I would rather be at a hill laying my head on his shoulder...tears trying to push their way through again. I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard my name. My future (hopefully not) hubby was talking to me.
" Do you like that dress? I think its to...hmm. Opinion?" He was questioning me. No matter what I say he only does what he wants. Spoiled jackass. Everything is about him.
" I don't like it. It looks like it should be in a fairytale wedding with a prince and princess. This is no fairytale wedding, it's hell." I replied icily. Sending him one of my best death glares. He wasn't even phased. He actually walked closer to me and grabbed my chin.
" This is a fairytale honey. Think about it. A prince and princess destined to be together by birth and they actually fell in love with each other! I call it romantic." He kissed me. It wasn't like how a certain someone else would kiss me. This dork's kisses are more forced and awful. Now that other boy...it was more gentle, passionate, yet it was fierce. Like he needed me, wanted me. With that other boy, I felt safe and happy. With this jackass, I feel trapped and in pain. He stopped kissing me. " What's wrong honey? Why don't you ever kiss back?"
His happy-go-lucky attitude took a turn for the worst. He sounded pissed off. Then I felt a sting on my cheek. He slapped me...hard. I reached up and touched my now hurting cheek. " What the hell was-" He pushed me off the little stand I was on. I looked up at him. He had this evil glare and his eyes looked like they had fire in them.
" Listen. I love you and you love me, end of story!" He grabbed me by my arm (which will leave a bruise) and kissed me. This time I didn't want all that to happen again so I kissed back (it was awful). I was doing this so I wouldn't get hurt....I was going to be abused the rest of my life if I ever messed up. " Bye honey. We are going to buy that dress, let me talk to the tailor. You stay in here."
I was shaking. He left the room and I collapsed to the floor. I was beyond terrified. I was going to be living in hell for the rest of my life. I never wanted this! Why didn't my jackass of a dad ask me if I wanted this!? He never did care. Not with me or Gaara. His only suitable child was Kankuro, in his eyes at least. I was never good enough for him. In his eyes, I was my mother. He missed her and I happened to look a lot like my mother.
" Mari?" I looked up to see the best guy in the world. He had shock all over his face. He looked like he was going to kill someone. I just ran to him. He was the only thing that made me feel safe (well other than my brothers). I would never leave him.
Shika's P.O.V.
That fucking jackass! He hit her! I'm so close to going out there and beating the shit out of him. I promised only a week ago I wouldn't let anything hurt her. Even if it meant dying. Of course after that she said she would rather die than me. Still.
I remembered when I felt that the guy wasn't safe for her. My ninja senses were right. Sometimes I really hate it when I'm right.
~Flashback~
" Shikmamaru! I have a dress that needs to get picked up at the tailors down the street. Go pick it up before the store closes!" My mother, Yoshino, demanded.
" Ugh. Fine." I was not ready to go to the tailors, I was already mad because Temari was with that gay prince. Then I remembered she was there. Might as well go after all I might see her. I was walking down the road and entered the three roomed building. The first room you enter is the waiting room. Then you go through the door at the end and that's where you can pick out dresses. The third room is located to the left. Dressing rooms.
" Umm, I'm here to pick up a dress for Yoshino Nara." I said.
" Oh yes. It's in the dressing rooms. Go through that door and to the left."
" Thank-you." I was using my manners. I sighed my famous word. Then I heard them. I heard Temari.
I looked in the room and saw her.
" Do you like that dress? I think its to...hmm. Opinion?" He was questioning her.
" I don't like it. It looks like it should be in a fairytale wedding with a prince and princess. This is no fairytale wedding, it's hell." She replied icily. Sending him one of her best death glares. He wasn't even phased. He actually walked closer to her and grabbed her chin.
" This is a fairytale honey. Think about it. A prince and princess destined to be together by birth and they actually fell in love with each other! I call it romantic." He kissed her. I almost used my shadow strangle but remembered I couldn't kill him. He stopped kissing her. " What's wrong honey? Why don't you ever kiss back?"
His happy-go-lucky attitude took a turn for the worst. He sounded ready to kill her. He slapped her...hard. She reached up and touched her red cheek. " What the hell was-" He pushed her off the little stand she was on. She looked terrfied and he was facing away from me. Jackass.
" Listen. I love you and you love me, end of story!" He grabbed her by the arm and kissed her (again). She kissed him back. It felt like I was being stabbed multiple of times. He was really pissing me off. " Bye honey. We are going to buy that dress, let me talk to the tailor. You stay in here."
I moved behind a rack of dresses and hid myself. He walked passed me like nothing had happened in there. He was sweetly talking to the cashier. I was going to kill him one day. He is never touching her again. Never.
I looked back at her. She was shaking on the ground. I came in the room and shut the door behind me. " Mari?"
She looked up at me. Her face all tearstained and filled with fright. She ran to me and was clinging to me for dear life. I just hugged her back.
~End Flashback~
" It's ok. I won't let him hurt you. I'm not letting you get married to that thing. Don't worry." I was holding her close and letting her vent out. That so called 'prince' wasn't going to get her. Ideas started forming in my head. I had 3 plans calculated so far.
1) Running away together. Leaving our families, friends, and duties to our villages.
2) When she was at the altar I could yell ' I OBJECT!' with 4 other people. ( 5 people need to yell I object)
3) Or both of us could die. Then we could always be in heaven together.
I had no clue which plan I liked. I mean I still wanted kids so dying wouldn't help and I wouldn't want to leave everything behind yet I couldn't keep her here with him until the wedding.
" Shika? How are we getting out of this? I don't want to be married to him let alone have kids with him." My blood boiled with rage when I thought of him and her trying to have babies. I held on to her tighter.
" Ok I have 3 plans. 1) Running away 2) At the wedding I yell 'I object' and 3) Dying together. The best outcome would probably be running away but we would have to leave everything behind...including Gaara and Kankuro. The second one though....you could get hit a lot more because you would have to stay by him longer. The last...well you know that outcome. Which one do you want? I'll do whatever you want me to. I'll be there to protect you no matter what."
There was a long pause. " I want to run away with you....even if it means leaving my brothers behind. I am going to miss them terribly but they will understand why I did it. I'll even leave a note for them so they don't get worried. You should leave a note for everyone too."
Our decision was final. I picked her up bridal style and jumped out the window with her (of course after she changed into her normal clothes and bringing her fan along). We stopped by her house and packed her stuff up and did the same with mine. Each of us leaving a letter behind. I turned around watching Konoha fading into the distance.
Gaara's P.O.V.
" Temari are you in here?'' I opened her door and saw everything out of order.
" Whoa what the hell happened in here." Kankuro replied.
I saw an envelope on the nightstand and it had my name on it.I calmly walked over to it and picked it up. Meanwhile Kankuro is freaking out.
Gaara,
I'm running away. I don't want to marry him. I'll be safe because I'm bringing Shikamaru. I love him. More than anything else in the world (besides you and Kankuro). I will miss both of you terribly but...I need to get away from him. I have no clue where I'm going. Tell everyone I love them and will miss them. Don't do anything stupid while I'm gone. Take care of yourself and Kankuro. I love you guys so much. You two are the best brothers anyone could ask for. I just wish I was a better sister for you two. Bye.
Temari
" Heyyyy Gaara watcha got there." Kankuro snatched the letter out of my hand and read it. " She left..."
All was silent in the room. I thought Kankuro was going to cry but I was wrong. I wasn't going to cry either. Then Mr. I-have-a-stick-shoved-up-my-ass came in (Gaara hates the mist village prince XD).
" WHERE IS MYYYY TEMARI!!!?????" He yelled at us.
" She ran away." I spoke calmly. " She said she didn't want to marry you."
"......" He looked shocked but rage took over again. " I'm going to find her! Guards!! Find my beautiful fiancee and bring her back here to me. That's an order!!" All of the mist village's guards scattered like ants.
All I could do was watch. And very secretly hope they didn't find her. After all his name is Mr. I-have-a-stick-shoved-up-my-ass.
Chouji's P.O.V.
" SHIKAMARUUUU!!!! INO AND I WANT TO TALK TO YOU!!! COULD YOU OPEN YOUR DOOR PLEASE!!?" I yelled to Shikamaru's bedroom door.
" Chouji! Don't scream in my ear! Geez....I'm already sad because of the happy couple." She said happy couple with a threatning tone to it. I knew she liked Shikamaru but I always hoped for her to really think about who cares more. She still hasn't seen it's me....oh ya I have to talk to Shikamaru about that. " Besides Chouji, haven't you tried to open the door?" She questioned, jealousy still evident in her voice.
" Oh he he ya I forgot." I pushed open the door and saw the room a mess. It was usually tidy and clean but clothes were everywhere and his bed was all messed up. There was a broken vase by the wall (earlier Shikamaru was so pissed off he threw a vase at the wall). The window was open letting the breeze flow in.
" What the hell happened here????" Ino asked me. I just shrugged my shoulders. I looked around and saw in black marker on the wall a letter. " Ummm....what does it say Chouji? It's in some code I can't read."
" That code....Shikamaru and I made that code up when we were 7. Only we know it. I can't believe he still remembers it." I stood there astonished. I had to read it. " It says:
Chouji and Ino
I won't be around anymore. Saving the one person I want to spend the rest of my life with. She will not get abused by that that gay ass prince. I'm running away. I have no clue where we are going but we won't be back. I'm sorry Chouji. I'm sorry Ino. For everything. You guys have been the best team mates and friends ever. Tell everyone I'll miss them. Oh and tell my parents I'm sorry and I love them. Thank you.....Temari says thank you also and that she's sorry for taking me away from you guys. I really do want to protect her.....and this might be the only way I can. Once again I'm sorry. See you guys....maybe
Shikamaru
P.S. Chouji take care of Ino
Neither of us had move. All we knew was that Shikamaru left Konoha to save Temari and we had no clue where they were. We might never see him again. I collapssed to my knees and started to cry. Ino was sobbing uncontroablly. Shikamaru was gone along with the desert princess in the vast unknown.
Author's Notes:
This is totally what I did not expect to write. I just went with the flow on this one. Maybe two more chappies then I'm done! Also this is my first ShikaTema fic so don't be to harsh please :). Thanks for reading and please reveiw! No flames just constuctive criticism please. Oh and I've never really thought of how to make Gaara act so sorry if he's acting weird.