A/N: Sorry it took me a while to update. I've been writing a couple other, longer stories. But I still love drabbles. So… Enjoy!
Shikamaru looked at the wedding vows Temari had given him with a frown.
They were absolutely awful.
One part talked about getting rid of laziness, one part talked about how clouds were unimportant, but the worst part by far was the end.
What if there was something after death?
They started to say their vows the next day, and Shikamaru changed it.
"Never do us part," he finished with a grin.
"That didn't even make sense," Temari whispered, turning a deep crimson color.
Then why did she look so happy after he said it?
Women were a mystery.