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.

Disclaimer: Do not own Naruto

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 11: Serenity

"...several injuries inflicted by an unknown man... strangle marks were also found around the neck of the victim...if anyone has any idea who the culprit may be, police ask to-" Shikamaru switched the t.v off and ran a hand through his untied locks.

"Shit." he swore, throwing the remote onto his bed. Sasuke must have gotten his dad to wipe him off as a suspect... 'Guess you can get away with anything with a dad as the chief of police...' Shikamaru smirked wryly before he grimaced. He took a deep breath, letting it out in a huff. He shouldn't have gone so far, why didn't he stop!? Growling, Shikamaru punched the beige wall above his head. "Why does she turn me into such a... psycho?" Shikamaru jerked himself up, head buried in his hands. 'I have to get out.' With that thought, Shikamaru got off his bed and left his room, walking out to the backyard, grabbing his cigarettes off the bedside table.

Leaving his house, Shikamaru swore. He forgot his shirt. 'How the hell'd I manage that?' Growling he stalked out to the back. He couldn't be stuffed going back to get it. With a begrudging sigh he sat on the patio, goosebumps spreading across his skin like a mexican wave. He shivered. He was out, in the middle of winter, with no shirt. 'You are a fucking genius Nara Shikamaru.' a voice in his head, sounding unnervingly like Temari, spoke out.

Then Shikamaru felt himself freeze (no pun intended). The cold had nothing to do with it. 'Temaritemaritemari' his mind muttered, over and over like a mantra. His shaking fingers lifted a stick to his lips and his palms cupped the lighter, switching on the flame. Shikamaru eyed the tiny flame before raising it to his lips. He then inhaled, long and deep. A few seconds passed by before he blew a small stream of smoke out from behind his lips, his brain relaxing along with the rest of his body. Slowly, from his finger tips and from his toes, Shikamaru felt himself start frost over. He should probably cover up.

No shit sherlock.

Minutes went by and he still stood, paralyzed beneath the soft snow-drops breathing the toxic fumes in and out. His skin was turning a paler white as more time passed.

His thoughts went back to the scene and his mind recalled the memories. Shikamaru felt like an outsider in the fight this time, watching a crazy person beat the crap out of a guy. His eyes then went to her. 'Temaritemaritemari' He took in the scared expression, wide eyes, stunned form, each feature like a punch to the gut. But then he turned back to the fight, ripping his eyes away from his angel. It was his fault after all. Shikamaru bared his teeth. No, it wasn't just his fault... it was that guy's too...

You should have killed him when you had the chance.

He growled when his mind went to the kiss.

He should have died!

Shikamaru's mind filled with dark thoughts, and it was scaring him... but mostly at how much he agreed, how much he liked the idea of killing. It was too much like his past self. Shikamaru grabbed his head in his hand as pain shot up his skull. That's when his ears picked up a noise.

Shikamaru's head jerked up, the rest of his body looking like stone. His eyes locked onto a pair of worried teal orbs, peaking through a window. Shikamaru's jaw dropped open slightly as he continued to look as his angel's beautiful face. 'Mineminemine' his head chanted softly.

She is mine. She always has been! She knows it... she has to.

Shikamaru desperately wanted to move, to climb up the fence and the roof to get to her. So he did. His body re-activated and he felt the cold sting at him so much that he almost fell to the floor in pain. But he ignored it, hobbling to the fence before climbing up, straining his muscles to get to her. When Shikamaru finally got to her balcony, he jumped over it, wrapped his arms around her, carried her and dumped them both on her bed. Temari finally got over her initial shock as she felt her body sink into her bed sheets.

"Sh... Shikamaru!" Temari gawked, wincing as her skin touched his own ice-cold body. "Shit! You're freezing!" Temari gasped. She should have guessed, he was bare-body. She ignored the tingle she felt in her belly at seeing his naked skin. She grabbed her bed sheets and tossed them over the two of them. Shikamaru ignored this however, instead burying his partially blue lips into the warm skin of his lover's neck. "What the hell's gotten into you!?" Temari questioned, temporarily forgetting what happened last night, instead focusing on the freezing male... who was currently mauling her. 'Mmnn' Temari arched as he hit a sweet spot. He growled and focused on that spot, assaulting it with an onslaught of kisses and sucks. Temari's mouth dropped open and her legs wrapped around his lean form, her thoughts and worries flying away from her for the time being.

That is the moment both of their pelvises crashed together. Shikamaru went insane and Temari returned to her right state of mind. He started rutting at her like a wild animal. He was savage, grunting and growling as he ate her up, his hands exploring and squeezing every part of her body. However, Temari fought passed the urges that slammed into her and her mind gripped onto reality. She would not have it. She snarled back and flipped them, hands pushing his shoulders into the mattress.

"Listen here mister, I am sick and tired of you guys always thinking you have the upper hand on me." She growled, forcing him further back into the bed when he tried to turn them over again. "No. Stop it Shika, I've had enough!" She slapped him across the face. Shikamaru froze. He blinked a couple times before looking at her. "Calmed down yet?" She retracted her hands from his shoulders and crossed her arms, sitting dominantly on top of him. He looked at her in bewilderment and awe.

How the hell'd she do that?

He actually didn't know, she just... stopped him.

"I take it, by that stunned silence, you've come back to your senses." Temari smirked, kissing his stinging cheek. She then punched him on the other side of his face, making his head slam into the mattress. Shikamaru groaned in pain and his hand cupped his cheek.

"What the hell Mari..." He hissed, propping himself up onto his elbows.

"That was for almost killing my boyfriend." She snapped, hands now fisted on her hips.

"I'm sorry alright?" He growled. His face hurt dammit! 'She still gives a mean punch.' He winced, rubbing his sore jaw.

"No you're not." Temari tsked. "But I swear if you do it again I will kick your ass." she told him, poking the cheek she slapped. He batted her hands away.

"Fine, fine." he mumbled, glaring at her slightly. "Damn troublesome women." he muttered. Temari just gave him a look. He gulped and snuggled into the blanket.

"Also, since I do have a boyfriend, we no make kissy face, comprende?" she scolded him, she then smirked. "Wimp." she cooed. He was still rubbing his sore jaw. "But, I like cuddling you so that's fine, Kizeki has to deal." Temari then promptly dived into her bed and wrapped her arms around Shikamaru, who was now still cold but considerably warmer. Her arms encircled his head and she tucked his punched cheek tentatively into the crook of her neck. Shikamaru winced a little but wrapped his arms around her body, pressing her close to him. Their legs entwined and silence filled the bedroom.

"You scared the crap out of me y'know?" Temari mumbled. Shikamaru frowned a little. Of course he knew, he couldn't get it out of his head.

Shikamaru let out a sigh. "I love you Mari." he kissed her neck with his frost bitten lips.

"Love you too Shika." Shikamaru felt a pair of warm lips kiss his head before he lost conciousness.

I'M SO SORRY! I disappeared off the face of the earth T.T. I got huge writer's block on this, though I know it's not an excuse, and I'm really sorry! But um, I'm here now, if that's of any consolation... I hope you liked the update, again, really, reeeally sorry!