it was a chilly october night. shikamaru had just gotten back home from a two month mission. he walked the familiar path that leads directly to his dwelling. shikamaru closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, shoving his hands into his pockets. he liked to serve his village, but damn, was it such a drag. as he neared his home, he saw a shadow dart in his peripheral vision. instantly becoming alert, he grabbed a kunai and stood firm. "who's there?" shikamaru yelled. after waiting what seemed like ages, he saw the familiar figure slink from the darkness. his eyes widened at whom was closing in fast. "it's me, daddy," stated temari with an edge in her voice.
