Neurological disorder

Rated M: Violence, drug use, alcohol consumption, sexual situations, course language.

Note: Everything will be explained, or further explained in the next chapters.

P.s: 'This' -means an inner voice is talking/thoughts

The ages are the same in this, purely because it interrupts my past scene, but to appease any viewers, let's say Shikamaru skipped a grade -.-;

Dark Shikamaru! :D

Chapter 8: Party!

'Holy shit...' Those were the only two words running through Shikamaru's mind at the moment. His eyes raked over Temari's provocatively wrapped form. The jeans emphasized the curve of her sexy little ass, leading down to long skin tight, jean-clad legs, cutting off right at her ankles. Peep-toe stilettos seemed to tease him as she turned, her practically bare back turning away from him to reveal a sexy little dip in her black and red satin corset, revealing a bit of her breasts, a sliver if her tummy peeping out at the bottom. Black eye-liner rimmed her curled lashes, which almost touched her red and black shadowed lids. There was a slight dust of powder on her cheeks, and her luscious lips were coated in a light shade of gloss. God how badly he wanted to take that plump piece if flesh in-between his teeth and suck the gloss right off, then run his tongue down the smooth curve of her neck. "Hey..." His voice was heavy with lust and desire. "You look... beautiful..."

"Hey yourself..." Temari's thoughts mirrored his own in both awe and lewdness. Her eyes took in the sharp features of his face: his shrouded eyes that seemed to undress her where she stood; black muscle shirt, clinging so desperately to his fit torso that it left little to the imagination; his black jeans were snugly hugging his hips, giving a slight 'v' shape and there was metal chains hanging from his belt loops. His well muscled arms were hidden by his large leather jacket and Temari couldn't help but think how nice it would be to strip him of that jacket and run her tongue down it's taught planes. Hopefully the shirt would follow the jacket during her little expedition... and the rest of his clothes too. Her eyes landed on his shoes and she couldn't help a small smirk tweak her lips. 'A man after my own heart.' There were 'Ed-Hardy' designed converses in the most amazing metallic blues, black, red, purple and green.

"There you are Temari, you look great!" His arms wrapped around her waist and he kissed her on the cheek softly. And the moment was ruined. Good job.

If that bastard gets any closer to her lips I will rip off his head.

'I certainly won't stop you.' Shikamaru watched on with a leveled glare.

Temari tried her best to ignore the chills she was getting from Shikamaru's glare and smiled gently at Kizeki. "Thank you. So do you."

Kizeki then noticed Shikamaru glaring daggers at them and smirked. "Suck it." He mouthed as Temari went to talk to Ino.

Shikamaru wanted to kill someone... until his thoughts went back to when he held her in his arms only moments ago. 'You might think you have a chance... but I have this in the bag.' with that Shikamaru sauntered over to talk to the gang. A drunk Naruto was grinning at him and pushing a cup of alcohol into his hand. Smelled like shit. He looked up to see Kizeki spin Temari in his arms with a laugh... Shikamaru downed the entire glass.

Mother fucker. He hasn't even DONE anything with her yet though, you can tell.

Shikamaru smirked at this and placed his sixth glass on the table.

Only we've touched her. She is our's. No one else's. We claimed her.

Shikamaru got himself another cup. 'Who does that bastard think he is?'

"Ne, Shika, slow down!" Sakura chided, noting the dark aura surrounding Shikamaru. 'Dammit Sasuke-kun, where are you! Not that he'd really do anything about it...'

Shikamaru just shrugged at chugged the rest of it down. He slammed it down on the table and walked over to Temari. 'Mine.'

"Oh no... this is not going to turn out well..." Sakura muttered.

Ino saw Shikamaru's approaching form and excused herself, walking over to the DJ. Temari raised a brow at this. She almost jumped out of her skin when she felt warm lips caress her ear lobe. "Would you like to dance?" Shikamaru's hot breath brushed past her cheek, making the alcohol enter her senses. A slow song began to play and Temari looked up to spot Kizeki. He was occupied, talking to a few friends. She then nodded and turned in his embrace.

"You drank way to much, I can smell it on you." Temari muttered, a small, almost unnoticeable pout adorned her lips. Shikamaru fought a groan and pulled her closer to his body. She felt his raging member press into her belly in an extremely erotic manner and Temari couldn't help but get turned on. Shikamaru's hands slid down from it's mid-back position, caressing her romp in sensual way, circling his thumbs over the rough material of her jeans and squeezing the surface lightly. "Oh Kami..." Temari groaned, letting out a soft moan. It only got worse when the sweet slow music ended to begin a up-tempo dirty song.

Temari and Shikamaru smirked at the song. "Hit it babe." he winked as he spun Temari around.

"If you wanna get with me, then there's something you gotta know." She rolled her head to the side. "I like my beats fast-" Shikamaru slightly bent his legs. "-and my base down low." Her ass to rub against the bulge in his pants to the beat.

"Mari..." he groaned softly, sliding his lips along the soft curve of her neck.

"G-g-g-get a lick of this loving?" she mumbled, she rolled her hips, jutting her hips into his at 'boom boom pow'.

The next thing they knew was that Temari was ripped from Shikamaru's arms and his head snapped up to see Kizeki's lips crash down on her own before Temari ripped away in shock. She looked at Kizeki, bewildered, as his body was slammed down into the floor, Shikamaru's fist slamming into his jaw. "She's MINE!" Shikamaru snarled, and was quickly restrained by Sasuke, Neji and Naruto. Temari then stood between them, pulling Kizeki to stand before slapping him across the face. A nice red mark tinting his cheek. She then turned to Shikamaru and slapped him across the face with even harder force.

"You are BOTH asses." she snapped, stalking off, Kizeki raced to try and get back into her good graces as she muttered death-threats under her breath.

Shikamaru shook the others off and punched the nearest wall, ignoring the bruising it created. He stormed out of the door, muttering curses as he went. Sasuke followed him outside and waited till he calmed down. "Come on. You need something more than a smoke." With that, both men headed around to the back of the house/mansion.

AND I AM DONE! :D Told you you wouldn't like it :/ I didn't wanna let him kiss her but worked for the story asdfghjkl, FML. D:

Tell me what you think yeah? And please don't be too angry *winces*.

Btw: song was called "Bass Down Low" by "DEV"