Shikatema
Shikamaru lied on the roof of his compound taking one of his first smokes as he replayed the events that took a few days ago...
I don't own Naruto. This comes from the episode itself that Masashi Kishimoto had made. All credit goes to him. I wish I could thank him for the most emotional scene I have ever seen.
"You're awful careless today." Mumbled Shikaku as he moved a shogi piece across the board. Shikamaru simply moved one of his pieces in response. Each time a piece connected to the board a small slap was echoed through the room, through the open doors, through the garden that had a beautiful look at the clear night sky.
"You won't be able to beat me like that." Shikaku stated moving his piece forward. "Shut up." Shikamaru finally mumbled moving a shogi piece. No words were said after a few pieces were moved forward.
"Akatsuki, huh? Are they strong?" Moving a piece foward was Shikamarus response and a "yeah." Echoed through the room.
"So what are you doing to do?" He asked as he moved a piece forward. Shikamarus eyes hardened and glared at the board. "If they were able to defeat Asuma, you wouldn't stand a chance... He was a great guy."
Shikamaru continued to play with a hard look, repeating what he said, "yeah." Moving a piece forward.
Shikaku chuckled softly as he said "Terrible shougi player though." More pieces were moved and Shi kaki finally asked.
"Are you fine with it?" Moving a piece foward. "Stop complaining about ny gamestyle." He said knowing there was a small hidden comment underneath what he said." that's not it." He grumbled taking a pause then moving a piece forward asking "What do you want to do now?"
Shikakus hand remained floating on the piece as his son finally looked at him, they looked each other in the eye and got back to playing, tension rising every second.
Shikamaru moved a piece and slammed it down harder then the rest. "At least you're not stupid enough to go and get yourself killed." Shikaku stated moving his piece calmly.
"As your father, I'm happy for that." He said factually and continues as he hears his son grunt in irritation and move his piece afterwards. "I don't want to attend my own sons funeral."
Shikaku made his move again and said with a slight relief but barely noticeable, and a double meaning sneaked out "you're doing well. I'm proud of you."
Shikamaru grumbled and lifted his knee up so his arm rested on his knee and his head buried into his arm. But moving a piece nonetheless.
"You're very smart and talented. Someone that Konoha can depend on." Shikaku hovered his hand over a piece calculating his next move, and put his shogi piece down. Shikamaru moving his piece after.
"But..." He said putting his two fingers down on a piece waiting until he said "Asuma is dead." Before he could put down his piece Shikamaru smacked the board across the room, sending pieces everywhere, the candle in the room was quickly blown out at the rush of air, leaving them in the dark, and the moonlight to shine down onto them.
Shikamaru sat straight up with a angered look on his face, and harshly asked "What are you trying to say?" Shikaku remained with his calm but stern look on his face. "I'm just speaking my mind." He replied calmly.
"Don't fuck around with me!" He yelled at his father. standing up, fists clenched. "That nonsense makes me sick!" He looked down at his father who was still sitting and yelled "I'm nothing but a no-good coward!" Pointing at himself in the process.
