The night had never seemed so long for Temari. The two shinobis had stopped taming their respective bodies. Fougue, passion, devotion, frenzy, ardor, greed, fury, madness. Yes madness. It was the right word for their situation. At around five o'clock in the morning they manage to be satiated with their common desires, falling asleep naked in the sheets with a smile due to their satisfaction.
The next morning - which was rather an early afternoon - however, Temari woke up first. Discovering with horror of crime she had committed. She stared at Shikamaru, his loose hair covering the sleeping pillow. The stripped chest took him a pair of seconds to remember the adventures of her evening and night. She was so troubled that she wanted to leave the bed hurriedly, taking the sheet against her - hiding her own nakedness. In her hurry, she fell off the bed, her pain automatically turning into a scream. She tried to struggle with her sheet, her bare body and limbs to get up, continuing to pummel insults.
- "Fuck, i'm so stupid, i'm an idiot, idiot, stupid, idiot!"
- "Temari, what are you doing on the floor?" Shikamaru asked sleepily, his head protruding from the mattress, buttocks on the bed.
She screamed in surprise before rushing to the wall furthest from this man. Always wrapped in his sheet, his cheeks heated not knowing absolutely what to say, what to do, how to react, how to live the situation after that, what were they? Temari closed his eyes with all her strength, her brain running at full speed like a machine.
- "Temari?" he asked again, worried by his reaction.
He felt the ground with his hand in a haphazard way for a long time until he was lucky enough to grab his underpants. The Nara slipped on with all his slow morning grumbling something like "mendokusai". Once camouflaged his manhood, the boy stood up nonchalantly, heading to the blonde who turned his face to the door of the hotel room, always thinking of some kind of solution to her problem. Shikamaru slid against the wall next to her before throwing his hand at his sweet face.
- "Temari, what's up? Look at me .." he said, turning the sand princess's face toward him.
She had tears in her eyes while frowning: what seemed to be the expression of a sadness, a confusion mixed with a great disturbance of resentment, of self-flagellation. Shikamaru could not help but find her beautiful. There in her fragility, her eyes spoke for herself. He understood that she was angry at her for giving up so easy their fight, that she was making a thousand reproaches at the present time and that she must regret their night. And even though he knew she was pushing him away, he approached her to kiss her not on the mouth but on her forehead. Temari was far too paralyzed by the sudden shock of waking up to react, and then her hands clung to the sheet as if it were a lifeline.
- "I want to be alone.
- Ok .. "he agreed, his heart heavy.
Temari did not even look at Shikamaru. She stared at the closed curtains of her bedroom window. Shikamaru did not know what to do either. He got up quickly enough, put the rest of his clothes on, before leaving. He hesitated to leave or not. He wanted to stay. But he did not want to rush Temari over that. It was 13:54 am on the clock in the hallway of the hotel. The Nara stayed a few seconds in front of the bedroom door. Should he go back there? Because leaving that way could be misunderstood, it was not a gentleman at all. But at the same time he respected her choice. But it was a bit "the guy got his shot and gets out after shagging". But it was her who wanted him to leave. His steps brought him back by automatism at the exit of the hotel, hoping not to cross anybody.
*****
Neither of them had been able to get to their place of work for the rest of the day. Temari was so ashamed, not being ready to see him again.
And Shikamaru had way too much hate against himself. Did he not show her that night how much he care for this girl? This fucking troublesome woman ?! Why she didn't understand that he was gentle with her? That he only supported her character? That he did want to touch her, only her? That he was in love with her ?!
Shikamaru watched his face reflected in the mirror. In Love. No. No no he was not. He liked her, that's all, nothing more. It could not be more and should not be. She was from Suna, he from Konoha. They were 3 days walk away. He was part of ANBU and she was an ambassador. Impossible.
In love. Shikamaru felt it very clearly deep inside him. A kind of flame, heat that circulates in the hollow of the chest, which makes the throat dry and vibrate the blood circulation. He rushed to his bathroom to take another shower, praying heavenly forces to cool his painful thoughts.
*****
Tomorrow, the Kage will all arrive at the same time. All the Konoha shinobis were on the run, they kept running right and left to complete the final preparations. Citizens were also eager to see the dawn rise to share the festivities related to the long-awaited event. The wars heroes of each nation will be present, it allowed to see other shinobis from elsewhere. This sharing of culture was rich in knowledge!
Shikamaru came out of his hiding place (his appartment) on the ninth day apologizing to the seventh Hokage, Kakashi Hatake, for being gone last time. Shikamaru knew he would have something to work with, so much to put his hands on, even if it was boring "had to do it."
- "Ah, Shikamaru .. Sasuke replied.
- Oh. Something new?
- Hai hai. You leave in a few hours, time to pack your bags. Here is the parchment. "
The Nara took it in hand, pulling it down to read Sasuke's inscriptions. Obviously. With the excitement of the event, people from the other planet were also kept informed. It was necessary to go this time quite deeply in the north-west of the geographical map. Shikamaru finished reading the whole parchment before handing it to the hokage.
- "Well, did you remember everything?
- Of course.
- So .. Good luck to you. I let you inform the rest of the group. Hope this mission helps us to know more .. Ah Shikamaru ..!
- Yes?
- Temari did not come yesterday, you know why?
- No idea.
- As you were both absent ..
- Competition of circumstances. Sorry. Ask Shino, "he finished lying before putting on his ANBU mask and leaving the room.
*****
An hour and a half was more than enough for the Shikamaru team to close their bags and come to the doors of Konoha. Shikamaru did not explain anything at the moment to his comrades, who, accustomed, did not ask any questions. Shikamaru was a great strategist, so if he kept quiet, it was for something. And no one was going to question his lack of involvement or discussion. After all, it was in the boy's nature to remain calm and quiet. A good way for him to hide his sadness about a blonde from Suna. He had made one last effort: a paper note. "I know you wanted to be alone, but I still had to warn you for fear of having troubles with you again .. I'm going on a mission, I do not know how long, take care of you. -S" This time he had not had time to think a thousand ways to turn things beautiful, or polite, or not too stupid. He had written it on a whim, letting his heart speak.
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[SHIKATEMA] Obvious (English Version)
FanfictionThey keep turning around each other, being together and then go apart. To be on the same wavelength then so different. They know they can't be together but can't stop feeling attracted to each other. Temari enjoys Shikamaru's company but can't tell...