You Hide, I Seek

Thick plastic covered his entire garage to avoid any stains from his killing. The smell of bleach and blood covered the entirety while he clean his victims and hide them to remove some evidence.

A recorded phone call kept playing on his laptop to get more information on where Gaara was hiding and what is their sister's name. Only a few people can access these past phone calls; coincidentally, he's one of them.

"…Bye big sis. We're going to pick up Gaara from the train"

Static noises echoed from his earphone while playing each of the recorded phone calls. The killer was so frustrated about the lack of details from it. A zip folder containing all of Kankuro's and Kiba's phone calls was attached to his email, he downloaded the 3rd batch that night hoping to get more information.

His head turn to his right and glanced at the clock that was hanging on his wall, it was already 2 am. That's the closing time of Konoha's burlesque, where he saw a blonde foreigner that works there at night.

The wind of Konoha felt colder that night than yesterday's, Temari gripped her coat and wrapped it tightly around her body to feel warm. That night felt a little different from the other night when she walked back to her home, it was more noiseless, colder, and….weird.

She grabbed the key from her bag and when she was about to push it to the door now, she saw a slight damage on the edge of her door. The wood looked like it was scrapped by a big knife, if her hunch was right, someone attempted to enter her apartment.

Panicking inside, she turned around and walked outside of her apartment, where she felt safe the most, to Shikamaru's place. Her pace was faster than usual but keeping the sound of her heels silent, afraid that someone might recognize that she was running away from someone. Temari didn't know if she was delusional or not but she felt that someone was following her that night, it was better to act fast than stay there and wait. In her mind, there's a possibility that a killer might list her name as his next possible victim.

She moistens her dried lips when reaching his apartment, her adrenaline was at its peak. Temari has never been in his apartment but she knows where her feet will lead her since she specifically chooses him as her first victim.

It was already 3 in the morning, the earliest part of Saturday, and she was praying that Shikamaru was not yet asleep. Considering that he is the type of guy who has the ability to sleep so fast. She rang his doorbell and made a few knocks in case he was indeed sleeping.

After a few minutes, the doorknob twisted and she immediately swung his door and walked inside his place. Shikamaru was surprised to see her in his apartment, she pushed the lock of his doorknob and walked towards his living room.

"Temari?"

"I'm sorry to crash at your place. Can I stay here tonight?" she curled her body and sat on his couch.

"Wait. What happened?" He rubbed his eyes while walking towards her, Shikamaru was in the middle of his sleep when Temari knocked on his door. His face was visibly worried and confused about what just happened.

"My door. It has a crack…like someone was trying to open it, or robbed my apartment. I don't know" she stuttered

"Fuck! Don't get back to your apartment. I'll get your things there tomorrow. Just stay here"

Her skin tingles from fear, there were a lot of things running through her mind that night. Gaara, the killer, killing the detectives, and Shikamaru….Shikamaru mostly.

The voice of her brother keeps repeating inside her mind and thinking if Gaara was warning her about the killer or if was it because the police department is now eyeing her. She can't decide, she wanted to shut all of the information that congested her brain cells, and her emotions cannot cope with all of it.

"Do you want some coffee? Or tea? Did you eat already? I have some…uhm rice and vegetables in the fridge. I can warm it for you" Shikamaru offered why wrapping his jacket on her.

"Water. I just want some water…please"

He hurriedly walked to his kitchen to get some cold water for her, Temari stood up and followed him there. Her head turn to his working table and saw a pile of folders and papers sitting beside a laptop.

"Working late?" she asked

"No, actually. I fell asleep on the table while checking the latest file. I'll just finish that tomorrow" he handed the glass of water to her

"But you don't have work tomorrow, right? It's Saturday"

"Yes but I need to finish those. It's really a complicated job, I barely had sleep from the past week since the killings becoming more frequent"

"Right..I see. I've heard it too and I have to admit, it scared me" her gaze fixated on the tiled floor while remembering what he constantly told her, about leaving her job.

"It scares me too" he lifted her chin and stared at her eyes, trying to gain her focus "Stay here. You can stay here as long as you want"

That's the most comfortable words she heard from someone; it almost shakes all her fears away. A splurge of emotion stirred inside her after he said those words, she exhaled a deep breath as a sign of relief while her hands unconsciously wrapped around his torso.

She buried her head in his chest while rubbing all the small tears that were now forming in the corner of her eyes. Shikamaru's arm enfolded around her waist and gently kissed her forehead, thanking the heavens that his place was the first thing on her mind after she felt unsafe.

She lifted her head up reaching his face after feeling the urge to kiss him that night. Shikamaru's lips rested on hers after seeing her lifting her head up trying to reach him. Their hearts synergistically craved for a kiss.

It was supposed to be a quick kiss, she pulled away for an instant but Shikamaru devoured her lips so deeply every time she broke it.

"Shikamaru" She moaned while trying to break the kiss.

He kissed her neck downward and whispered "Temari, I want more…..Please I want more"

She closed her eyes while feeling his wet lips pushing into every inch of her skin. It never crossed her mind how good his lips were like he was an expert at it.

Her hand glided inside his shirt and his toned abs greeted her. Shikamaru moaned after he felt her cold fingers traveling through his skin, he immediately removed his shirt and pulled her hips closer to him. Their bodies touched, and their curves fitted perfectly like they were molded for each other.

Shikamaru starts to remove her clothes slowly without breaking the kiss and a lace nude underwear met his eyes. He cannot help himself after seeing that, in his eyes, she's the most beautiful woman he has ever met in his life.

In one force, he lifted her and walked to his bed while devouring her lips. Shikamaru was seated at the end of his bed while Temari was seated on his lap, facing him, kissing and moaning under their breaths. His lips draw downwards to her breast as he slowly unhooks her laced bra.

Temari released a sharp whimper when Shikamaru sucked her breast while caressing the other one. She grabbed his hair and grip it while he deepened his mouth on her nipple.

Oh fuck

Hmm

She whispered

Shikamaru turned her body sideways and laid her on his bed while he positions himself to kneel.

"Why are you whispering? Are you afraid that my neighbors might hear us?" he said while reaching her ears

"They're probably asleep. Could you care?"

"No…. I want you to scream for me tonight" he demanded

Before she spills her next words, Shikamaru removed her laced underwear and started licking and sucking her slit. A loud gasp escaped from her mouth after that, she was startled by how fast he went inside her, Temari just shouted all the cursed words she knows while he plays his tongue inside her.

She gripped and scratched his headboard so hard after feeling her inside tighten from all the sucking he did. Shikamaru immediately stood up and grabbed the condom from the drawers of his side table while Temari was gasping for air.

After wrapping the condom, he positions himself between her hips. He made a few taps on her slit before slipping the tip inside and they both released a soft but sharp whimper. Temari wrapped her legs around his waist securing her position while he slowly thrust her into his bed.

She licked her fingers and rubbed them on her clit while looking into his eyes, that was a dangerous move for her. Staring at each other's eyes while doing missionary is like saying I love you to each other without saying a word.

Shikamaru's moans become louder after feeling his orgasm, he pushed both Temari's legs, knees to her chest while thrusting her harder than before.

Ah fuck, Temari

She grabbed both his arms while moaning his name in return, her head lifted and her eyes rolled after he reached the deepest part of her.

They both screamed when they reached their climax. Shikamaru reached for her lips and Temari pulled his neck to devour his lips.

Sweats and body fluids covered their bodies and the aroma of sex wrapped around his room. They were breathless after their sex.

The next morning, Temari found herself in crisis after seeing Shikamaru's face first thing in the morning. The gun that was hiding inside her cabinet was waiting for her hand to use it. Her plan was to invite him to the Konoha beach cabin and kill him using her gun, then dump his body in the forest beside it.

I can do it, can I? She asked herself while pulling all his falling black hair and tucking them behind his ears. Shikamaru was still in his deep sleep.

Temari stood up and grabbed the white long sleeve that was hanging on the knob of his cabinet. She walked to his kitchen and grabbed the frozen meats from his fridge, it was still hard as a rock so she let them sit on the sink before cooking them for their breakfast.

She wandered around his apartment and saw an empty room that has a lot of unused stuff such as a manual treadmill, a bunch of weights, boxes full of crosswords and puzzles, a potter's wheel, and a small sack of clay. Curiosity struck her so she sat on the chair that was facing the potter's wheel and attempt to observe how it was done.

She lifted the crumbs of clay from the sack and stared at it. Suddenly, Shikamaru walked inside and leaned his body on the wall with crossed arms, his eyes were still half closed.

"Have you done pottery before?" he asked

"No, I got curious. I didn't know you make a pot? and a vase?" she chuckled while glancing at the shelves that were full of pots and vases.

"Do you want to make one? I can teach you?"

"Surprisingly, I'm actually looking for a good vase for my flowers lately. Can you make me one"

"Say no more. I'm your potter for today madam" He seated behind her and grabbed her two hands, lifting them up and sliding his fingers on her gaps. They took a bundle of clay from the sack and pat some water on it, then they start rolling the potters wheel.

They failed to make a decent vase from all the laughs and giggles they made while molding their clay. Shikamaru kissed her neck and Temari returned a passionate kiss to him. Bits of clay and dirt covered their bodies after their hands traveled through their skins while kissing.

They only pulled apart when Temari's stomach gurgled from hunger.

"You're hungry?" he laughed

"And you covered me with dirt!" she responded, feeling embarrassed by the sound that came from her stomach.

"I guess we need to wash that off later" he teases

After a few kisses, they went to the kitchen and cook their breakfast. Once done, they headed towards his bathroom and showered together.