The morning
He woke up alone in his bed. The sun was already high up in the middle of the sky and he frowned, not wanting to wake up. He put a pillow on top of his head, trying to escape the light and continue his slumber, but his eyes ripped open as he remember what happened last night. Or what he dreamt last night… That was too good, too unexpected and too amazing to be true.
He sat up in his bed, frowning and thinking, when he spotted a foreign object between messed sheets on his bed. It was a pair of black panties with laces. The same ones Shikamaru stripped off Temari yesterday. He grabbed the piece of lingerie and stared at it with curious gaze, then smiled contently and fell back on his back. The stupid grin that emerged on his face stayed there for the rest of the day.
- Hey, where the hell have you been? We've been waiting for you like forever! – Kankurou shouted angrily, waiting to hear some explanation from his sister.
He and Gaara kept knocking on her hotel room doors for an hour before figuring out she was not there. Then they waited another hour at the gates of Konoha until she finally showed up. Kankurou was majorly pissed. Temari was too happy to be bothered.
- Not any of your business, sucker. – She retorted in her usual fashion.
Temari glanced over her shoulder to the gates of the village, smiling to herself, and then continued on the road, not listening to Kankurou's screams, as she was busy playing the recording of events of last night in her mind over and over again.