A Naruto Fairystory crossover:
Five couples, Five fairytales, one story...
♥Beauty and the beast
Hinata runs away at the promise of an arranged marriage and finds an abandoned castle...where a boy lives fighting an internal battle to regain his hum...
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Shikamaru ran into Gaara as he wandered through the passages looking for Choji.
He had made sure that Sai, or what ever his name was, was safely in the custody of the King Kakashi and the guards of the Land of Whirlpools.
"She'll be waiting for you in the room we were given to rest before departing later this afternoon," the red-haired king said.
Shikamaru turned around unable to look the other man in the eye. "It's best that we don't see eachother," he said not wanting to make things any more difficult than they already were.
Gaara merely placed his hand on the black-haired boy's shoulder turning the man slightly so that he faced him.
"If you ever really cared for her, just do yourself and her a great favour and go see her," Gaara said with a small smile shocking Shikamaru.
Shikamaru stood silently trying to decipher the king's words and expression to no avail.
He nodded.
"She's in room 21," Gaara said before walking away leaving the Nara alone with his thoughts.
. . . . A few minutes later Shikamaru stood in front of the door; his knuckles barely brushing against the carved wood unwilling to knock.
He sighed and rested his forehead against it, resting his weight on it.
Suddenly the door opened and his was barely able to balance himself as it caved beneath him.
He fell forward slightly so that his forehead rested on the forehead of whoever had opened the door.
Teal eyes met warm, brown ones.
Shikamaru was frozen for a second breathing in the achingly familiar scent of Temari's lotus scented hair.
Temari was shocked she hadn't expected Shikamaru to be outside when she yanked the door open in frustration. She had expected that she would have to go hunting around the entire castle for him.
She had missed being this close to him. Even while travelling together he had avoided talking to her any more than necessary to the the point that she wondered if he was merely being stubborn or if he truly hated her.
She leaned closer soaking up his warmth and forest scent.
He blinked and the moment was gone. Shikamaru cleared the tempestuous thoughts that threatened to consume him and override his common sense.
He moved backwards so that there was adequate space between them before asking if he could come in.
Temari had seated herself on a small cushioned bench that faced the window watching the sea crash against the rocks.
