Shikamaru x Kagome
"Shikamaru!"
The boy grunted in response—his back ached a little from her pounce—and blinked down at the smiling female. There was something different about her today, but he could not put his finger on it with her latched onto him the way she was.
"Temari and Ino insisted that we go shopping—despite the fact I hate it so much—" she grumbled for a moment, "—and they also insisted that I ask you what you thought, Shikamaru. So, tell me, what do you think?"
Shikamaru felt his skin heat up, as she stepped back and allowed him to look upon the outfit Temari and Ino had no doubt forced her into. It was pretty enough, he supposed—it clung to her as if it were a second skin—but it was the way it made the rest of her look absolutely radiant that directed his thought process.
Damn them.
"Shikamaru?" She looked adorable, tilting her head to one side. "You're turning red. Are you okay?"
"Troublesome women," he sighed.
"Wh—?" she began angrily.
Shikamaru did not give her a chance, though, as he swooped in and captured her.
—Fin