Title: Shadow
Author: Simply Kelp
Pairing: not focused on any one ship, but there may be background ones.
Rating: pg
Summary: Shikamaru discovers that he has two shadows now: his own, and Konohamaru. Little vignettes about the evolution of their friendship.
Disclaimer: It doesn't say "Masashi Kishimoto" on my underwear, that must mean that I don't own Naruto... merde.
A/N: I hate that the visual of smoking has been programmed into our minds as being undeniably cool.
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Complicated
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Shikamaru let his eyes drift closed. The grass was slightly damp, and brushed against his legs. He reached into his vest pocket, and took out a pack of cigarettes, and Asuma's lighter. He put a cigarette to his lips, and lit it. Inhaled. He never really like smoking; it was more of a habit now. Shikamaru hated breaking habits; too much work.
"Explain it," Konohamaru asked suddenly. Shikamaru hadn't noticed he was there. Konohamaru sat down next to him, and made to grab at the cigarette in Shikamaru's mouth. He turned away before Konohamaru could reach.
When he turned back, Shikamaru quirked an eyebrow. He took a dreg of his cigarette, looking away to exhale a puff of smoke.
Konohamaru shrugged. "You said I don't get 'it', so explain it."
Shikamaru sighed, and plucked at a handful of grass. "It's more complicated than that." He didn't look at Konohamaru.
Konohamaru laughed slightly. "I'm a chunin now, I can handle complicated."
"When I say that, I mean," Shikamaru paused, and examined a blade of grass very closely. "I don't get it either."
"You're so troublesome; do you know that?" Konohamaru asked, smirking.
Shikamaru smiled.
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