The shivers
Their shoulders were touching slightly, so he felt Temari's shiver when their eyes met.
- You weren't listening, were you? Looks like you hit your head when you fell – you look like you've seen a ghost. – He turned around having said that, as if to check if there's no ghost behind him. He was teasing her. – Are you cold? – And he put his hand around her without waiting for the answer.
This made Temari tense up and shiver some more. Shikamaru noticed her breathing rate slightly increase, but turned his face towards the fire acting that nothing is happening. He looked up to the sky.
- When the fire is out, we should be able to see many stars. – He said in a matter-of-fact voice.
Temari also lifted her head up. She kept staring at the stars to avoid looking at him. There was some tension in the air, both could feel it and both felt like walking on the edge of the blade.
Shikamaru was thinking about today – the search, the battle, the way Temari looked in the middle of Tornado. The way the blood seeped and ran between her breasts and the way wind abused her beautiful golden hair. The way he was worried about her and how he felt the need to care. The way she gave up and agreed to be helped to eat. The red panties. The way she was shivering when their eyes met, her rapid breathing as he carelessly stroked her back.
The changes
The fire was dying so more and more stars were visible. Temari pretended to observe the night sky, but all her mind was put to control her uneven breathing. She felt like her knees would bend if she was standing, and she was still shivering inside. Besides that, she felt curious fluttering in her stomach which, for some reason, made her unable to think clearly.
It was the first time she felt this way when someone touched her. And it felt painfully good.
Suddenly Shikamaru lied on his back, however he didn't take away his hand. Only now it reached a bit lower, somewhere around her waist. And it certainly didn't plan to stop moving.
All the time they knew each other they were teasing and mocking one another; this was their way of communication but both knew that this friendship is not a joke. They knew each other without having to speak about any serious stuff, and were always glad to meet again. Now it was a tease again, only this time Shikamaru was about to win. Temari knew all she has to do is to lay down besides him, and she wanted to do that so badly it hurt inside. But that meant giving up and losing, it meant Shikamaru wins. And she certainly will not let that happen. So she stood up, swaying a little.
- I'm going to sleep. – Her voice was hoarse but determined.
She realized something here is changing and it confused her greatly, yet she tried to ignore it and act as normal as possible.
The tent
Shikamaru knew Temari too well not to understand that she's doing her best to resist and hide whatever made her breath unevenly. He pretended everything's absolutely normal and hugged her around the waist, helping her to make her way to the tent. She even managed to put up a fight with this, but that resulted being in Shikamaru's hands again. He knew she was furious and he couldn't stop himself from smiling.
- What are you laughing about, stupid? Put me down! – Temari clearly regained her ability to think. She was struggling with all her energy, but she hadn't much of that left after today.
Shikamaru just laughed. He thought she's being adorable.
As they crawled into the tent to sleep Temari was shivering inside her sleeping bag, probably due to overdoing it at the fight.
- Come closer, I'll warm you up. – He invited.
- I don't need that, but thanks. – She mumbled and turned her back to Shikamaru.
He came closer, unzipped her sleeping bag, dragged her out into his and was trying to zip it up. His sleeping bag was big enough for both of them to fit, but he had a lot of trouble trying to close it up, as Temari was fighting with all her might, again.
- WHAT ARE YOU DOING!
- You're shivering and if you sleep like this, you'll definitely get a cold or something worse. – She was only in her underwear, sitting next to Shikamaru, hands crossed below her breasts. Angriest face. Goosebumps on her skin.
- I can't sleep with my clothes on. – Temari's face became flushed and she was glad it's too dark for him to see that. She felt embarrassed being half naked next to him.
- Then please let me warm you up. You ended up like this because you saved both of us during the fight and you know that, so I'm not letting you freeze here tonight. Understood? – Shikamaru was becoming slightly irritated. Almost-naked body of the most beautiful girl next to almost-naked body of his helped a lot to lose that irritation. – Come on.
Finally Temari agreed, feeling confused and embarrassed and uncomfortable. She couldn't believe that she is agreeing to do something she decided she doesn't need. Maybe the answer to that was that she actually wanted to be held by Shikamaru, to feel his warm hands around her and his breath tickling her neck.
They slid inside the sleeping bag and zipped it up and put the other one underneath them. After some kicking and punching they finally found a comfortable position, Temari's back against his chest. He put his hand over her, hugged her and pulled her closer, so now they were touching skin to skin.
At first it felt a bit weird but very warm and not only in a physical way. Shikamaru found out he really likes the feeling of touching her soft skin, the curve of her waist, where his arm rested comfortably, her smooth legs, still shivering slightly. His face rested centimeters away from her neck and he wanted to kiss her there. He knew he needed to stop thinking this way because she soon might feel some bump, fastly getting bigger next to her behind.