Sea Shell
by: ScarletLettersInTheSnow
Shikamaru stood with his hands pressed deep inside his pockets, his fingers wrapped around a small coin with a scowl etched onto his pale features. He watched the water lap up ondo the crisp golden sand, the way the light reflected off of the surface and dances across his swimming trunks.
With a scowl he located Ino bent over with a bucket in her hand, the other peeling back her blond tresses, which had grown half an inch from last month. It now hung down to her shoulders, a record length for Ino, who loved her hair short.
Shikamaru idly made his way over to her, his spying eyes peering over her rump to watch as she picked up some shiny white things out of the sand, and tossed them into her pale.
"What are you doing?" He asked, crouching down beside her to watch as she picked up a small circular, disk-like shell.
Ino didn't answer him, merely smiled and shook her head, before digging in the sand with his yellow shovel, and pulling up some sort of creature.
"What is that?" He asked again, this time he waddled over to the pale, and lifted it up to his face for a better look.
"It's a sea shell dumby." She said, snatching her pale and trudging down the shore. "And you can't have one."
Shikamaru looked up at her dumbfoundedly and scowled. He supposed the best things in life were free, and who was Ino to say he couldn't have one.
Shikamaru cut his eyes at her, and slowly made his way over to her pale while she was bent over on a set of rocks not too far away, and grabbed the circle thing from before and shoved it into his pocket.
"What are you doing over here?" Ino called from the rocks, holding a dried up looking peice of wood in her hands threateningly.
"Just looking." He lied, wrapping his fingers around the white object in his pocket, before turning on his heel and toeing a rock around as he walked back to their mothers.
I win. He thought, looking back at Ino as she skipped away with her pale.
Who said he couldn't have a Seashell too?