Little Sister AU

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Little Sister AU - VI

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Summary: Where Shikamaru is a very good brother.

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6.

Uchiha Shisui's death hit his little sister hard.

It may not be obvious at first glance, but-

Shikamaru side-eyed the little figure beside him.

Shikari wasn't acting right.

Shikamaru yawned, adjusting to a more comfortable position as he enjoyed the warmth his body was soaking in.

The consequences of the Uchiha Massacre was long and far-reaching. Despite all the flak they were getting, Shikamaru knew that the Uchiha clan was a vital part of making the village run.

After all, they made up a significant part of the Konoha's military force. Not only did they almost exclusively handle Konoha's police sector, but their dojutsu also made them invaluable in ensuring Konoha remained at the top after the Yondaime's death.

And-

There were only so many top ninja in the village, and for all the continued insistence that Konoha was number one because of teamwork, cooperation and all that-

Shikamaru believed that only made up a quarter of it, to be honest.

(Shikamaru felt it was ridiculous to assume that the other villages didn't have the famed teamwork that Konoha has. The idea that Konoha was special in that aspect was ridiculously overblown. Maybe, he was just being egoistic and pulling things out of his arse since he wasn't really clear on the village's dynamics as a whole yet, but Shikamaru knew they weren't the only village out there with that brand of cooperation.)

(The only reason why these villages weren't as big as Konoha to begin was because Konoha did it better. For a much longer time. And well-)

The remaining part-

Shikamaru knew it lied on its geniuses. Its prodigies that could turn the tide in a battle on their own.

The Uchiha clan had plenty of that.

The best of which included his younger sister's...pet, Uchiha Shisui or Shunshin no Shisui, according to the bingo book Shikamaru found lying around somewhere when he may or may not have been investigating the man hanging around his sister, and-

The former Uchiha clan heir and the murderer of the decade, Uchiha Itachi.

Shikamaru yawned again - in a much louder tone this time since he was preoccupied with his thoughts.

He paused.

Oh, cheese.

Shikamaru slowly stiffened, glancing at his sister warily with his body already tensed and ready to escape the scene as soon as Shikari made a move.

The faint sound of cloth sliding on the grass almost made him flinch.

Fuck.

His relatives may find it cute whenever Shikari starts challenging people when they interrupt her naps (apparently his aunts and cousins, those dorks, were just thankful that Shikari has a shred of Nara in her no matter how small it was), but Shikamaru wasn't one of them.

Those lunatics.

Although the punches and kicks she dished out were small, and admittedly looks kind of funny since Shikari's still plump with baby fat - they packed a lot of power.

No joke.

Shikamaru should know. He, cough, had been on the receiving end of that far more than he could count because as much as his sister might be a demon in little girl's clothing, Shikamaru had to admit that Shikari always finds the best spots in the clan grounds.

He didn't know how she did it, but Shikari always seemed to find better spots than the last ones Shikamaru managed to wheedle out of her and well-

Shikamaru had always been weak to temptation and the rare moment of Shikari not going berserk when he lied down near her spot today was a chance he couldn't miss.

And he wasted it just now, damn it.

He sighed quietly - just for a moment, taking the time to light a candle in his heart for just how low he fell ever since his little sister graced this world.

Shikamaru used to be so arrogant, so full of himself and now-

He was whipped just like his father was.

(And he wasn't even married yet, Kami.)

As Shikamaru waited for the inevitable "bite you to death" phrase that would signal his body to book it out of there-

He got- well-

He got a yawn in return.

Shikamaru felt cold.

And kind of betrayed.

This wasn't right.

Looking at his sister's apathetic face, with eyes that seemed colder than usual-

Shikamaru groaned and buried his face on his hands.

Troublesome.

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Shikamaru learned a lot about himself this week.

That he was weak and yes.

He really does have a sister complex.

It wasn't a good revelation to have, it took a while before he could swallow that fact, to be honest, but-

It would be useless to deny it.

After all, how could he explain the fact that he catered to the baby albino crow his sister got from somewhere like his ancestor in an attempt to cheer her up (which didn't exactly work since the baby crow was a drama queen and always snitched to Shikari once Shikamaru started getting angry).

Or the fact that he trained- yes, Kami, trained with Shikari's babysitters (like that green one who was far too enthusiastic for a man in green leotards should be) and fought with her for practice just so she would stop getting into the weird slump she always got into.

He got thrashed.

Not only by Shikari, by her pet albino too.

Shikamaru could feel the crow's judgment whenever he presented food, not to the raven's taste.

It's so choosy, damn it.

Not to mention his parents cooing and ugh.

Shikamaru's just thankful that he got permission to Shikari's napping places now.

That's honestly, the only good thing that came out of it.

And-

Shikamaru's still going to do it.

(Because, fuck, he was afraid that if he didn't-)

(Something terrible would happen.)

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(He wasn't wrong.)