Temari

It became usual for me to wake up in his bed and in his arms, so when I opened my eyes on early Sunday morning and found the bed empty, I knew that something came up. Listening closely I heard some muffled voice behind the closed doors of the bedroom and sat up, straining my ears, but I only could hear Shikamaru.

My sleepy mind finally realized that he was talking on the phone and I fell back into the sheets, curious of who is such an early caller. I had a guess, and turned out it was right.

- You will not believe. – He mumbled, coming back to bed, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me closer. He buried his nose in my neck and muttered: - My mom invited us for a dinner tonight.

- Us? – My stomach curled into a ball for some reason.

- Us. – He reassured, not taking any significance of the fact.

- Does she know about us? – I sincerely did not know how to react to the invitation and what to expect.

- I have no idea… But one thing's for sure – if she sees us together, she will now. – He sighed, probably contemplating all the trouble that seems to be waiting him.

- What do you mean by that?

- I mean that tonight, when we will come to my parents place, she will take one good look at us, and she will understand everything. It's a mother thing, I guess. It's impossible to hide anything from her.

I felt some angst inside me, gripping me by my throat. I had no idea why I was so nervous, but I felt as if something seriously bad is waiting for me this evening. And the uneasiness didn't leave me all day.

- That's kind of scary… - I finally mumbled.

- That's what I have been telling everyone all the time! – Shikamaru even went through the trouble of lifting his head off the pillow to emphasize his point, that made me laugh and him – frown some more.

Shikamaru persuaded me into baking my chocolate cake. He promised his father will definitely love it, so I went for it, feeling a strange and never before felt need to make a good impression for people who I have never seen before.

As I packed the cake into carton box, Shikamaru came to pick me up. Under his advice we both dressed casually, as he claimed there will not be a fancy dinner waiting for us, just a simple family meeting. It did not make things any clearer, as I have never really experienced any family meetings, except our junk food parties with my brothers.

We stepped outside and quite unexpectedly, some snowflakes started falling down around us, the air tingling with coldness. The wind subsided, creating a peaceful picture of the beginning of white winter season. I always liked the snow and I hoped it would stay and not melt into puddles on the streets; I missed the white innocence it created.

Slowly making our way towards Nara's family mansion we exchanged some glances. He looked as bored as he could be while I was a little nervous. Noticing that, he cracked a smile.

- Scared? – He asked with a pure mockery in his voice. That asshole.

- Shitless. – I answered truthfully, and he burst laughing, not having expected such an answer from me.

- Don't worry. My dad is pretty much like me and my mom is pretty much like you, if you would believe what everyone is saying. – He rolled his eyes.

- Em, what? – I was clueless what he was speaking about.

- Everyone who sees us together say the same thing, that's all.

- And how do you feel about that? – I asked with my brows knitted together, not sure of what to think. He turned his head and looked me straight in the eyes before answering.

- Scared shitless.

This time it was mine turn to laugh.

Shikamaru still had his key and as he unlocked the doors to his childhood home, I caught him smiling.

- Once I hid all the keys to the house in the deer feeder. – He stopped talking, noticing my raised eyebrow, and explained: - It's a wooden box where you put some food for deer during the winter when the food in forest is scarce. So I locked the doors while my parents where somewhere visiting someone, and hid the keys there because I did not want to lose them while I went to play with Shoji. Then my parents came home and found me sitting right here on these steps, waiting, because it turns out that one of the deer ate the keys together with hay… We had to break the lock and I spent the next few days poking deer poop with a stick to make sure it passed and the animals were not in danger.

I laughed aloud, imagining little Shikamaru wandering in the forest, searching for deer poop.

- Maybe your parents should start calling you poop boy instead of deer boy? – I grinned like crazy, in love with my brilliant idea. He furrowed his eyebrows, staring at me in awe.

- That is exactly what my mom did, Tem.

I shut up instantly, taken aback by the realization who I was going to meet. As if hearing my thoughts, she opened the door and with the sly smile she glanced at both of us, her eyes blazing, and moved to the side to let us in.

- Well come on in you two, or you'd rather have dinner on the porch? – and she grinned.

I clearly saw the resemblance that she and Shikamaru had and I could bet the his sly smile was inherited form his mother. She looked dashing. Black hair pulled back into a ponytail, her eyes shone with energy and there was an edge in her voice that testified that this woman is taking from life everything she decides she needs and doesn't allow anyone to stand in her way. She was strong and fierce, and I liked her instantly.

- Temari-san, we are very glad to have you here in our home. You're well known in the village and it is so nice to finally meet you. I'm just surprised Konoha decided to put him as your guide. – She said, pointing at Shikamaru. – I'm sure they could have found someone more motivated to do the job. – She grinned and I couldn't refrain from grinning back at her, while Shikamaru groaned "mooooom" in the background. Her sense of humour was quite similar to mine as it came to making fun of her son. My name is Yoshino, by the way, and Shikamaru's dad – she pointed at the silhouette on the couch – Shikaku – who lazily glanced and waved to me – is as lazy as his son, so no surprise here.

- It's nice to meet you too, Yoshino-san, Shikaku-san. And Shikamaru isn't all that bad at his current job of my guide, he's doing alright. – I grinned, glancing at him, while he rolled his eyes, not even trying to hide how he hates to be the topic of conversation of the two scary women in his life.

- He isn't? – Yoshino sounded surprised. – Well then I'm sure it's only because you're able to kick his ass into doing something.

- Mom! – Shikamaru complained again, as I burst laughing as his mom told the most honest truth.

Shikamaru was right, there was no point of hiding anything from her, she already knew everything.

- Shika, go feed the deer before it's too dark. Maybe Temari-san would like to see them as well?

Silence fell and I realized she called them both by the same name and being as lazy as they both are, both Nara men figured the message was meant for another. I giggled. Everything in this house was amusing since I stepped my leg inside and the beaten expression Shikamaru had made it twice as fun.

- Nara Shikamaru, are you deaf? – She pretended to be angry, but failed as her lips curved into a smile, realizing the same thing I did. – Go now, I still need 10 minutes before I finish my cooking.

We went outside, I – still giggling at the whole situation, Shikamaru – looking seriously tormented. I kept teasing him all the time until he found a way to shut me up, that is with a kiss. His hands snaked around my waist and pulled me close, his lips storming on mine and I answered back willingly, feeling desire fire up in me as two deer stood in front of us, silently munching the hay from the feeder.

I loved Yoshino's cooking and all three Naras loved my cake. Shikamaru did not say that out aloud but many pieces he ate attested. We ate the meals constantly chatting about something – missions, villages, people, making fun of Shikamaru or Shikaku for that matter, or men overall. Most of the talking was of course done by Yoshino and me, while father and son grunted from time to time, exchanging glances and rolling their eyes. I don't remember the last time I had so much fun and we left with my cheeks still aching from laughter, while Shikamaru seemed glad I enjoyed the evening. Even though he did not show, he was a little concerned about how it would go with his mom and me, and now he was relieved even though it went well mainly on expense of us making fun of him.

He took my hand and again we walked the streets in silence, enjoying the dance of the snowflakes and I couldn't stop smiling. For the first time of my life I saw and felt the warmth of having a true, normal family, and our joined hands made me feel a small part of it as well. My chest ached with realization of what I never had but together I felt glad of having the opportunity to experience that now.

That night Shikamaru got his revenge he was probably planning on our way back, as he looked so smug when we came home. He managed to unlock my bathroom doors and sneak in while I was taking a shower, and he took me by surprise as I saw his naked body right next to mine under the stream of water.

He kissed me softly and lathered his hands with some soap, using that as an excuse to touch and caress every centimeter of my skin. As if he needed an excuse… Still slippery wet we made it out of the bathroom and did not bother with any towels, propping our wet bodies against every wall on the way to my bedroom. His needy hands couldn't get enough of my body and I gladly let him, while my fingertips enjoyed the feel of his skin as well. His hand slid between my thighs and wandered up, teasing me there and thus it began.

Soft touches, careful grazes against my woman parts, gentle rubs and squeezes. My numbed mind failed to notice how he made his way down between my legs where he placed a kiss and I jumped up from the exciting surprise. He kissed and licked and sucked right the place that made me go crazy, and when he eased a finger inside me and started sliding in and out, I couldn't refrain from screams. I pulled a pillow on my face, almost scared of the intensity I felt down there with every move of his tongue and fingers and I could feel I'll come in less than 10 seconds if he didn't stop… but he did. He stopped. And slowly kissed his way back up to my neck, chuckling at my shaking legs and confused eyes, clearly amused.

Then he eased his member into me, filling me up, but my desire was not meant to be satisfied soon – his moves were agonizingly slow and every single thrust of his hips made me want to cry from the tingling intensity, that was getting worse and worse every second as I was in pre-orgasmic state minutes before. He teased and tortured me on purpose, constant smile on his face, refusing to move any faster or harder, until I started begging as I simply couldn't stand it anymore. I cried and wriggled underneath him, gripping his arms and his neck, frantically moving my hips in hopes of my sweet release, but that was all in vain. He continued his slow dance for unimaginable amount of time and I felt dizzy from shouting and breathing deeply, my head was spinning and I felt weak everywhere in my body, not to mention painful pleasure between my legs. Tears run down my face from all the emotions running through my body and I couldn't stop them, and I weakly cried one more time, asking him to stop torturing me in such a hideous way. Whether he felt accomplished in his revenge or simply had enough for himself, he fulfilled my plea and grabbed my body tightly before increasing the speed and within 10 seconds I heard him grunt next to my ear, his body tensing up and ceasing to move. Then he collapsed on top of me, our sweaty bodies sticking together.

- You have to be fucking kidding me. – I hissed. My hands were trembling, legs shaking uncontrollably and my belly felt like it was about to explode any second, and he lay on top of me in his post-orgasmic bliss.

- Shit… sorry, Tem. – He laughed. – That wasn't the plan.

- You're a bastard, you know that… - I was even too weak to get angry.

- Don't worry, I'll make it up for you.

He kissed my neck before quickly kneeling on the ground by the end of the bed and pulled my hips closer for him to reach. Without any preludes he attacked my sex with his mouth and I sighed heavily, my body satisfied from continuation of arousal. As he slid his fingers in me again, I shouted loudly into the night air, my body jolting up from the amazing sensation. And it didn't take me too long, I guess, but it felt like a fucking eternity before I came, by body painfully engaging into the action by tensing up. And for a second I thought I will go mad but then finally it all changed into a tantalizing wave of pleasure, gripping my every muscle and making me shiver with ecstasy, then flooding me into sweet numbness.