The view, it was magnificent, even better than those hotel flyers Temari used to see back in her home country. Shikamaru's flat had all the criteria to qualify for what some people call "Bachelor Pad". 10 minutes ago, Temari was still in the Zuka, with her brother and Tenten. Thinking about it, Temari hated herself for leaving them in this chaotic Happy New year moment. But, she felt better when she realised her brother had texted her literally one minute after she left to tell her that the hospital called him for an emergency. And as for Tenten, she had almost finished her shift and Temari knew that the Zaku staff would stay until the closure and have their own afterparty. Tenten would probably still be parting at 7AM.

So, why is she having so many contradicting emotions? "What would you like to drink? I have almost every type of beverage, cold, hot, room-temperature, soft drink and alcohol." Shikamaru really wanted to have some time alone with Temari, he wanted that as soon as possible. He went to the party in simple black jeans and the same black shirt he wore at his family's reunion the same night. "Just some green tea" whispered the young lady. "It's coming!". She was now alone. The balcony was very spacious at least 14m2, there was a dining table and some chaises longue. Temari was sitting upright in one of the dining table chairs. The night was bright, a lot venues were still lightening up some big fireworks shows. It was only 12:15. From the Balcony Temari was able to spot the University, the city center where the Zuka was located and from far away she could see where her neighborhood was. The Balcony was actually on the corner of the apartment, offering an almost 300-degree angle view. Good location, nice interior and an amazing view. She understood now why the Nara was dreading to come to the university, if she could stay here the whole day, she would as well. The footsteps of the owner of the flat pulled Temari back to her chair. Shikamaru placed the teacup on the table and a duvet on her lap. He proceeds by sitting on a chaise longue and lighting up a cigarette.

Temari felt so tense, that she knew that Shikamaru was waiting for her to start, or to explode. He wanted to know probably why she ignored him for a whole week, and what happened. But surprisingly, the Nara started to mumble those words "I did not expect that, I mean I did not know that I would have dared to touch you…. like in the pool…". He then went back to silence and proceeded with another cigarette puff. Temari could see on his face that he felt sorry as if he wronged her. The Class representative then felt guilty, she agreed as well, she also wanted him, and still wanted him, she is just so afraid to admit it. "Me neither, but it's fine, you don't have to apologize. I'm over 18 you know?" Temari then smiled. "What if, what if we ignore the outside, I mean forget about Uni, about your family, about my family." Shikamaru was clever, he was reading through Temari like an open book. "What would you like to do, what would you like us to do?". The No Sabaku stood up, taking with her the duvet she sat on the chaise longue behind Shikamaru's one. She laid down and put back the duvet on her feet. Shikamaru then turned toward her. He first properly adjusted the duvet over Temari's body and also laid down. After a few minute contemplating the sky, Temari finally opened up "I would give it a try." Still laying down and turning his face toward Temari, Shikamaru's right eyebrow lifted. "You mean you would give us a try?". Meeting the young Nara's eyes, Temari nodded.

In a split of second, a flow of emotion ran through his veins. Using his right hand, Shikamaru dragged Temari's chaise longue to his and with his left hand, slipped Temari's body onto his. Temari finally felt a sense of security, something she never really felt in a men's arm. Her lover was passing his finger on her back, making her a little bit tinckly. She took all of the courage left from her last cocktail and reached to her lover's lips. His lips were soft, but he was even more tender. She never expected his lover to be such an affectionate man. He tightened his arm around her and passionately kissed her lips, and then bite her cheeks and her neck. Shikamaru volunteering stopped at her shoulder level. He kissed her skin and smelled her mesmerizing scent. His heart was buzzing and his skin was burning. Her presence was usually enough for Shikamaru to get horny. But now, the woman who has been lingering on his mind for a few years closed the distance between their agitated bodies in a half-moon night.

The temptation to get rid of her clothes was unbearable for the young bachelor. However, he didn't want them to become something only sexual, he wanted her deeply. It was not love and it was not lust. Still feeling the generous breast of Temari, the young Nara started to play with her blonde hair. He removed the stick that was holding her bun. Temari was craving as much as Shikamaru for an intimate moment, but she knew. If they would have sex now, this world where nothing matters, where family duties are nonexistent, where they can be who they truly are, this fictional world would crumble. They both knew this fantasy would eventually collapse, and probably pierce through their protective shells, but they wanted to be ignorant tonight. They needed to believe in this utopian universe to find peace and comfort.

"So what are you doing in this world?" earnestly inquired the young boy. Temari thought for a second and replied "If my country was not under occupation if it was not like it is now, I would work in a second-hand shop and I would repaint old stuff like old radios or even broken fans". "I swear I would not trust you, I will just come and make fun of you" teased Shikamaru. "And what about you?". Shikamaru asked first "Do I still have some money in that world? Cause that would make somehow a difference." Her laugh, he finally heard it again. He smiled just by looking at her. "Well, I will say you need to get a job, you can't tell me you will be, I don't know laying down in the grass and watching the cloud, NO FUCKING WAY, aha!". Fair enough thought the Nara, this was supposed to be a realistic life in a fictional world. "I would be a deer trainer, I think they are the coolest animals!" he replied. "But is that a real job? How can you earn money from that?" asked the blonde lady, still very skeptical about his imaginary job. "Well, you told me I need to work, you did not say I need to earn something!". This time they both laughed, they were sincerely happy. Happy to be glued together, on this New Year's night, without the need to answer to any real question nor to think of any matter. They just wanted to be two careless teenagers, spending a date night with their crush.