Konoha's New Yellow Flash

Zero Motivation: The Guy with Cloud Envy!

I slapped a hand to my head. Naruto, in the midst of his encouraging Shikamaru, had accidently knocked him down into the arena.

I peeked over the railing down at him. "You alright Nara?" I called. Annoyance was clear on his face as he stared at Naruto with a mixture of anger and irritation. I smacked my brother upside the head.

"Ow!" He whined. I sighed and looked back down. "Well you're already down there. Might as well fight." I shrugged. His annoyed expression remained the same as he turned his head to me.

As Shikamaru continued to lie there, people from the audience started throwing things at him. I sweat dropped. I remember why I don't like people.

Naruto was stomping around anxiously, wanting him to get up. "Come on, come on! Get up and fight! Get it together Shikamaru! You going to get going sometime this year?!" Naruto shouted.

I sighed, leaning against the rail. What a pain.

"Well if you won't move I will!" Temari said, running towards him. Huh? The proctor hasn't even started the match.

She ignored the proctor's words and jumped up before bringing the fan down on where he lay. I raised an eyebrow at the sight.

The Nara . . . he's actually pretty decent.

The dust that infiltrated the air due to the earth's disruption cleared to show that Shikamaru wasn't where he once was.

Shikamaru was against the arena wall, staring at Temari with mild amusement. "It really doesn't make a while lot of difference to me weather I become a chunin or not, but I guess maybe I shouldn't let myself be beaten by a female."

My temple throbbed. Why that lousy little-

"So, let's do it." Temari lost her temper and went to use a wind attack with her fan on Nara. She let out a battle cry and swung.

Her tempers worse then mine. Well . . . maybe not.

When the dust subsided, Shikamaru was gone. Hm? I could sense him in a tree on the other side. His chakra smelled like grass, no, wet grass.

But if I could tell where he is then the blonde bitch down there knows as well.

I could here the loud cheering of Ino from where I was. Well, she may not seem like it most the time, but she does care about her teammates.

I didn't even bother trying to think of his strategy. Although I do pride myself of my intelligence, strength, and skill, Shikamaru is the smartest genin around. He's smarter then some jonin. He may be lazy, but his strategic skills is beyond this world.

Even I know it's beyond mine. So there's no real point in me trying to figure it out.

Shikamaru might be lazy but he's a genius.

"Get your butt in gear! Let's go Shikamaru!" Naruto called. I rolled my eyes and watched patiently. I am interested in seeing his skill, especially against her.

As much as I dislike her, I do acknowledge her ninjutsu abilities.

Shikamaru put himself in plain view. "Ninja Art: Wind Scythe Jutsu!" Temari screamed as she swung her giant fan.

The wind struck Shikamaru. The wind cut the tree and bushes. I couldn't really see much because of the dust. But I did see a shadow racing out towards her.

She saw it as well and ran back from it. When the shadow could reach out any farther she drew a line with her fan on the ground. So that's the limit his shadow can reach?

"Now I get it." The dust subsided and we could see Shikamaru, bent down a bit, his hands still in the form for his hand sign.

"Almost got me. Aren't you clever. With that Shadow Possession Jutsu of yours, you can manipulate any shadow your in. The walls shadow for instance, but there's a limit isn't there? No matter how thin you stretch it, it'll only go so far. Isn't that right?"