I've no idea where this is going, I just try to continue this fan fiction. Now I'm hoping it will please you...Please, review? Tell me if you want me to continue. Sorry for the short chapter.
Disclaimer: Even if I love the characters of Naruto, they're not mine.
Chapter 2:
"Shikamaru!"
The young man sighed. He only opened the door and his mother was already yelling at him.
"Shikamaru! You've seen how late it is? Your girlfriend is coming soon!"
"Only in two hours..."
"Clean the living room."
"Na-Nanda?"
But his mother pushed a broom and a bucket in his hands and stomped away to the kitchen.
"Nanda! Mother..."
He stopped. Arguing with her would be too much work...
Who's worse? Temari or Mother?
He didn't see the point of tiding the living room up. It was already clean. Why would he do that troublesome work over?
Shikamaru thought about to put all the stuff down, in the middle of the room and go to bed for a while, but his mother would run after him, to put everything back in place. And that would be such a pain...
Troublesome situation...
"Hey, son. You're back."
"Hi, Dad..."
"Shikato!"
His father rolled his eyes and muttered:
"Troublesome woman...Coming!"
Even if her smile is great, I still don't really understand why he married Mum...
Shikamaru yawned and stared at the living room. He was defiantly not going to clean it. It was a woman's work, not his! He put everything back in the broom closet and went to his room.
But before he could enter it, his mother called him.
"Shikamaru!"
He sighed and closed his eyes.
Mom, you're bugging me right now...
"Yeah?" he called back.
"Why don't you come?"
"It's too troublesome!"
"Shikamaru!"
"What do you want?!"
"Come here!"
He obeyed. Arguing with a dragon like his mother was no use.
If only I stayed a bit longer watching clouds...
Once he was in the kitchen, she threw his a bag at his head and ordered him to do some shopping for her.
"Mum." he said exasperated. "It's too..."
"Finish that sentence and you're dead! The list is in the bag."
"But..."
"Go!"
I hate dinners...