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'm not dead! …just thought I'd announce that. I feel really bad about taking so long to update. I had decided not to post anything new until I wrote a new chapter for my Avatar story, but... that idea kind of failed. Thank you to everyone that reviewed. I haven't gone through them all yet, but expect a response soon.
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Talking
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Shikamaru's mom shooed Konohamaru into Shikamaru's room before he could finish greeting Shikaku-sensei-- something about having just cleaned the carpet. Konohamaru was relieved to see Shikamaru's room wasn't very clean: there were mission briefs spread over his desk, and a stack of clothes on the chair.
Shikamaru was lying on his bed, reading a book. Konohamaru flopped next to him, and began tracing the stitch pattern of Shikamaru's blanket. "So how was your date with Tenten?" he asked. He hoped his voice sounded conversational.
A sigh. "Troublesome," Shikamaru said. His eyes were still fixed to the book, but Konohamaru noticed that they weren't moving.
"That good, huh?"
Shikamaru rolled his eyes. He dropped the book to the floor, and rested his hands behind his head. "She wouldn't shut up," he explained.
Konohamaru shrugged. "I don't either."
Shikamaru smirked. "Yeah," he agreed, "but you're easy to tune out."
It took a moment for Konohamaru to process the statement. "Hey--!" Konohamaru kicked Shikamaru off the bed. Laughing, Shikamaru rubbed at his side.
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I'm thinking for Shikamaru, being a jerk is his way of showing he cares… Thanks for reading. I hope it's worth the wait...?