Hey you guys! A new chapter! I'm really sorry for the late update, but I had a terrible writers block (I really don't like those things...). I hope that you'll enjoy this chapter and I thanks my beta-reader AmethystDreamer. Review?

Chapter 5

Shikamaru was deep asleep when suddenly he felt something hitting him his head.

"Au!" he yelled, sitting up quickly.

And then he saw her, standing in the half dark, her big fan in her hands. She seemed half amused, half upset.

"Oi, Crybaby, tell me why you are sleeping when you know I was coming?"

"It's because you were coming, that I was sleeping. I need all my strength to survive you."

SLAP!

Temari's fan landed on his head for a second time. Groaning, he rubbed the painful spot.

She just can't go somewhere without that piece of metal and paper, can't she?

Sighing, he stood up and walked out of the room, his hands in his pockets.

"I'm glad to see you too."

She was sarcastic, but he heard the sad note in her voice. Shikamaru rolled his eyes and came back to his blond girlfriend. He stared for a moment in her beautiful green eyes. He could stand there forever, looking in those bright eyes and let himself wrap in the emotions they expressed. Temari didn't move and hoped that the young man would come closer and give her a kiss...or something. He was staring in her eyes and she began to feel a bit uncomfortable. If only he moved, that would be fine.

Her boyfriend was slowly leaning forward and she began to close her eyes, when they heard something break and a yell just after that:

"Shikato! That was one of the glasses that came from the crystal service you got from your mother!"

"It's just a piece of glass..."

"Shikato! How can...!"

But Mrs. Nara had been cut off by her husband, and Shikamaru guessed that he had given her a kiss.

Ugh...

"Hey, Pineapple Head, are your parents always like that?"

"Like what, troublesome?"

"What do you mean by troublesome? They're great! Let's go see them!"

"I don't want to deal with them now."

"Well I want to meet them." replied Temari glaring at him. "The only solution we found to stop yelling at each other, is that I kick your ass. C'mon, and present me to them."

And before Shikamaru could place a word, she was already outside his room. Sighing, he followed her.

Kicking my ass isn't the solution to our quarrels. It's just because it's too troublesome to argue with you...

They found Shikato and his wife in the dining room, him picking the pieces of the broken glass up and Yoshino setting the last plates on the table.

"You're just in time for dinner." said Mrs Nara smiling. "Sit down, Temari."

"Thanks." answered the blond kunochi, putting her fan aside and taking the seat she was assigned to.

Shikamaru sat next to her. His parents sat in front of them, his mother with a large smile and his father with a smirk.

Useless to add that he felt really uncomfortable and he stiffed when his mother proposed Temari some sushi. Why he was so nervous, he couldn't explain. Was it because Shikamaru was scared to make a fool of himself, or being scoffed by his mother?

Wait, since when am I concerned by those things?

As an automate, he took the plate that Temari offered him and took a few sushi with extra wasabi, imitating his girlfriend. He put one in his mouth and suddenly realized that he didn't like sushi with too much sauce...Silently he continued to eat, not listening to the conversation that his parents and the blonde kunochi had. He was absorbed by the food and in his thoughts. He prayed that nothing embarrassing would happen. And even if he told himself that he didn't care, his subconscious yelled at him to be more careful and prepare himself for a future clash of embarrassment.

Calm down, what could possibly happen. I hide the photo's...

"Would you like to see the photo's of Shikamaru when he was little?" he heard suddenly. "He was so cute."

No! No! Please Temari, say no!

"Well..."