A/N: Two posted in one day! Here is the continuation of the grocery store AU. More to come from this AU soon! Also if you could give me some prompts to write about, I'll do my best to create a story on it!
Name (T)
He was assigned to work in the storage section for a short while. He was relieved to be relieved of his cashier duties, but honestly, he feared that he would miss her if she did come back. It had been a week since the incident, and she wasn't back, which wasn't surprising because he figured she wouldn't be needing to replace a pack of instant noodles and tea so quick. He had seen her a few times during university, but she was always across of the lecture hall. She would be gone in an instant once class ended, and all his hopes of speaking to her once more were crushed.
"Shikamaru, can you bring these out and restock?" Kiba set down four crates in front of the lazy boy.
"Yeah." It wasn't like he was doing anything better. Counting boxes and shipped goods is not exactly fun.
"Thanks."
"Mhm." With a sigh, Shikamaru reached down for the boxes and examined it. Its contents read instant tea and he navigated his way through the aisles to the 'Caffeinated Drinks' section. He set down the heap of crates and began to replenish the empty sections. He let his mind wander in an effort to kill time. He thought it would be funny if he ran into her. She did buy a box of tea last week so it wouldn't be surprising if he found her wandering around these aisles. He set down the last few boxes into the shelf and began to gather the empty crates when a box decided to let gravity take it down.
"Fuck." Shikamaru cursed out loud and went to go pick up the fallen green box. He felt a piercing stare on him and looked up to find a mother, scowling at him. Her son was staring at Shikamaru as well. He realized what he had just done and quickly apologized for his language. "S-Sorry miss. It was an accident."
The lady wheeled her cart off, shaking her head as she went. Shikamaru rubbed the back of his neck as he watched her go and turned to the shelf to fit the box back in.
"Nice one." His eyes traveled to the voice, finding the girl from last week. She went up to him and snatched the box from his hands before he could place it. "I'll be taking that."
"H-Hey, you're from last week." Smooth, already stuttering.
"Oh? So you remember." She crossed her arms and looked at him, a smirk adorning her face. "Is your enthusiasm here this time?"
"Tch, troublesome. I'm just restocking so why would I need to show enthusiasm?"
"To not get dirty looks from mothers like you just did."
"I cursed in front of her son. Any mother would have reacted the same. Anyways, you're back for more tea already?"
"Lately, I've been staying up late to study for the upcoming midterms. So I really need the caffeine and I don't like coffee that much."
"Ah, I haven't been doing much studying. I guess I should start soon."
"Yes you should. You wouldn't want to run out of time to study." She sounds like my mother. Shikamaru couldn't help but notice her nature.
"Yeah. That would be troublesome."
"Well, I hate to kill our talk here, but I have to go. See you around maybe, Shikamaru." Before he could say anything, she was gone, leaving him dumbfounded once more. She knew my name? Grumbling, he reached down to resume his earlier actions and rearranged the emptied crates. It was at this moment, he caught sight of his name tag and slapped himself for being so dumb. Of course it was the name tag.
"Shikamaru! I need your help with some of these boxes." The voice rang from the doors of the storage room as Shikamaru lazily trudged over. It dawns on him that he did not do anything he told himself to do from the week before. He wasn't like Naruto so he didn't ask her out. And he barely showed enthusiasm. He cursed under his breath, making sure no mothers were around (just to be safe), and told himself next time. He needed to at least get a name.