- 09:34 Good morning, it starts badly: they are already Scazzi #
- @ 09:43 taccah * O * THE SECOND SEASON WAAAAH < 3 < 3 < 3 by September of that step I see you make it to the sixth, you miss 88 episodes #
- @ 09:46 noh noh noh taccah ç_____________ç buuuuh #
- 09:49 But Jensen was not to direct the 3rd episode of series 6? Why MO and the fourth? #
- @ 09:51 eide_oconrad fact is I trust Jim XDDDDDD #
- 09:53 Oh twitter yesterday you missed my flood on My Bloody Valentine! Tumblr is, however, if the adsorbed #
- 09:54 Vah I have to study that tomorrow I would like a review I XDDDDDD #
- @ 09:56 taccah machine pussy I assume is the Impala. The impala is not a machine pussy, pussy is the car XD #
- 10:02 SI VA A STUDY THAT 'BEST XD BYE #
- 14:02 Pausini fast after lunch, hello people #
- @ 14:05 disenchantedany SBAC * # *
- 14:06 WANTED new LJ layout U_U #
- 14:07 I confirmed that I should not make any predictions until after tomorrow, sih? #
- @ 14:13 Maxxeo CORPSE BRIDE WAS SO THOSE PICTURES * O * OH COOL! #
- 14:14 We return to study #
- 16:23 I'm back \\ 0 / cool shower with wet hair #
- 16:32 I need someone he does Court, I have existential questions. #
- @ 16:37 taccah cock you've seen 5 episodes this morning XD? #
- @ 16:41 taccah * O * #
- 16:42 But objectively I do not know of a cock slide Falzone tomorrow. DEAL WITH IT #
- 17:50 but I do not want to go out #
- 21:10 HELLO WORLD #
- 22:16 [bandwagon] "HEY DO Merdin shit "" Very laxative on your part! " #
- 23:38 AM FEMILI away again QUESTION GRASSHOPPER. __. Disenchantedany @ @ # nessie_sun
- @ 23:39 disenchantedany ç__ç
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Potato Chip Brand Names
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Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Images Of Sores On Dogs Lips
- 09: # 45 HELLO
- @ 09:53 rocketbabyliz Paraguay and Spain today #
- 09:54 I've got to study, goodbye #
- @ 14:15 disenchantedany BRAVA AND OUR GIRL *_________________* #
- 14:16 Once tickets concert Mika # \\ 0 / #
- 14:17 OH BUT I HAVE TO SEE THE TRAILER FOR HP O___O ... after that I passed back, as a reward, *.* here #
- @ 14:20 disenchantedany depends if you have an extra video / photography do you get a 4 and wait for something ... I put it on owen? #
- @ 14:24 disenchantedany then we feel after * O * I'll be all yours #
- @ 14:27 el_deki worry we're doing all #
- 16:16 the trailer for HP ODDI ODDIOH ODDIOH ODDIOH * saw it, is dead HarryPotterTrailer * # # # DeathlyHallowstrailer
Monday, June 28, 2010
What Does A Black Bracelet Mean?
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- 09:36 Hello \\ 0 / #
- @ 09:37 AuraConte June 15th deadline? was not new? #
- 09:43 downloadzone Ma .. sorry it is dead? #
- @ 09:52 nessie_sun day sister:) #
- 09:59 But someone tells me they are two days that are on the website of Trinity College in Dublin? #
- 10:01 Bon, instead of wasting time in Irish fantasies, that on Thursday I'm going to study an examination in Italy #
- 11:38 Realize a 3 days' examination and for Government 'means the fact that the cultural property is public and that is not advertised XDDD #
- @ 12:07 disenchantedany loved the 3 & l , 3 #
- 12:09 I'm hungry and I know nothing on the ministry of cultural #
- @ 12:13 taccah historic moment XDDDD #
- @ 12:23 rocketbabyliz Netherlands and Brazil also I, however U_U #
- 20:52 Sera t-list #
- 20:59 If you were to serve for qulcosa Mention,
Sunday, June 27, 2010
How Long Does It Take To Get Std Results?
is Love is Love is Love
- @ 00:02 vahly damn uh hello \\ 0 * salutes * #
- 11:50 HOLA \\ 0 / #
- @ 11:52 disenchantedany hello darling * o * * * SBAC #
- @ 12:01 taccah that site? #
- @ 12:12 rocketbabyliz days #
- 15:58 streaming anyone? #
- 17:27 Fuck me to follow my heart, I bet on England. _. #
- 17:28 And we would like to say that England's two goals were scored when I decided to watch the game XD #
- @ 17:29 rocketbabyliz but the type sfanculerà Argentina Germany from the face of the earth as hard XD #
- 17:32 However, I want English always good T__T # # ENG
- 17:33 And the t-list that does not mention the centuries, the mention to say that it is not obvious victory of Argentina over Germany . Thanks XD #
- @ 17:34 rocketbabyliz but that is no twit XDDD 40 all together all the same, you make me feel a boh Merdin, here #
- @ 17:36 rocketbabyliz buh T__T * leaves * spucciare #
- 17:44 Boh but I am sad that the '# Eng. __. so much so that I can not stand the game and I've closed, but boh #
- 17:46. . . Dunno but I follow up later if I find sad T__T Daylife #
- 17:49 's over the game? #
- 17:51 boh T__T I do not want to see the desperation already suffering because of mioh #
- 17:55 Buh here on tumblr depression. #
- 18:01 am bothered because I was loyal to the English style. #
- 18:12 I am going to complain of defeat, goodbye T_T
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Sakura And Sasuke Lemon Fanfiction
- 09:24 HELLO \\ 0 / #
- 09:29 I never saw anything so white, call me Ishmael if It Is not a lie #
- 09:33 Plan of the day studying, fuck, study, fuck, eat ... study, study, see pysch, fuck #
- @ 15:27 GiornaleLettere thank you very much! #
- 15:28 AH anyway, hello \\ 0 / #
- @ 15:30 rocketbabyliz \\ 0 / * hugs * but ciaoh #
- @ 15:32 disenchantedany * crushes * #
- 15:34 I was reading not long haul dark e. .. I read the scene where Sookie finds out that Sam is a shapeshifter --- & gt; #
- 15:34 --- > Dean and Sookie calls him in canine form. SAM DEAN CALLED ME BOH NCLPF #
- @ 15:41 nessie_sun . . . I'm not going to June 1000 then definitely have changed things, but a priori Tivoli hours sucks. #
- @ 15:45 nessie_sun boh ... is a huge say anything XDDD #
- @ 15:53 nessie_sun is that from January to sclero Tivoli U_U I ran the bus to the track ... boh stuff first runners-up in 30 #
- 15:55 However swear that I finish July 2 White Collar. #
- @ 16:01 nessie_sun Well if I am convinced that time is right to be inspired by __ = = = 5 minutes walk of the train lost, first walked into the tracks immediately #
- @ 16:06 nessie_sun not watch even if you lose it arrives on time XDDDD #
- 21:04 SESSION \\ 0 / You miss me? #
- 21:09 Even a "no, there were no" was good .___. #
- @ 21:13 el_deki not spank me XDDDD You are not authorized Def. Hands off u__u #
- @ 21:15 el_deki XD KYA NOT KNOW THAT AND 'MY BEAUTIFUL GIRL? Spupazza waferkya * @ * Maha That is, it is also because my maha is my lover #
- @ 21:17 el_deki obvious : WE ARE MORE 'BANGING \\ 0 / #
- @ 21:18 el_deki But you have to put that we only have a male instead of Brooke. * Giggles * #
- @ 21:19 el_deki and we miss oh well XD #
- @ 21:20 faetwit I have no idea, sister \\ 0 / #
- @ 21:23 faetwit daughter no one is wonderful #
- @ 21:26 faetwit thanks anyway I lost contact with my femili, I had a mother, a pair of sisters ... So THAT'S XD #
- @ 21:29 faetwit not but those are from when I was 13-14 years \\ 0 / #
- 21:44 NOIA T_T #
- @ 21:50 faetwit but we're not kidding? NOT complicate things #
- 21:51 rocketbabyliz @ RT: # that the U.S. will end up, playing only 45 minutes per game, will win the World XD #
- 22:44 But playing is what the fuck is lasting? #
- 23:23 Boh but I caught both the odds now? @ # Rocketbabyliz
- @ 23:26 rocketbabyliz good sisters who we are. So I continue to make predictions about noon, and good luck on your lj D #
- 23:56 Twitterlist leave you alone before, but know that I love < 3 #
Friday, June 25, 2010
Samle Of Church Anniversary Programme
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- 10:41 Good morning world, no, I woke up now, I was studying #
- @ 10:52 nike158 ciaoh : * #
- 11:04 back to study the cultural activities ... then I come from a Oretta make predictions \\ 0 / #
- 12:02 I'm back #
- @ 12:05 ohmyrouge soon: * #
- 13:26 But what Puccio was Neil Patrick Harris boy from an episode of Murder She Wrote * O * #
- 13:32 But I have to go back to school, to say #
- @ 17:04 disenchantedany seen what? (Please read the tweets 4 hours later.) #
- 18:27 I am back \\ 0 / #
- 18:30 Sleep. #
- 18:32 But just so sleepy #
- 18:34 give me a bed T_T #
- 18:36 still buy tickets for the concert Mika \\ 0 / #
- 18:36 Spero come soon < 3 < 3 < 3 #
- @ 18:37 disenchantedany AH \\ 0 / I: ommiddioh but but but ... WAAAAAH NEIL PATRICK HARRIS * O * #
- @ 18:39 disenchantedany I began to see a little 'because after mom Day # no
- @ 18:40 disenchantedany MHUAHAHAHAHA XD #
- @ 22:10 Maxxeo and said after 3 hours XD in Rome on 6 #
- 22:10 AH OTHERWISE THERE ARE, AND 'THE COMPANY WAS KIND OF THE CENTURY #
- 22:10 * century, if anything, yet I became dyslexic #
- @ 22:13 Maxxeo uh E_e
Thursday, June 24, 2010
How To Cancel The Membership For Mywebcamcrush
is Love is Love is Love
- 09:34 Hello \\ 0 / #
- @ 09:37 disenchantedany SBAC tau * # *
- 09:38 Go to my brother who is no longer in the morning? what the fuck. _. #
- @ 09:41 disenchantedany . . . . Oh God why ç_ç #
- @ 09:46 disenchantedany but I do not start to write something concrete about vampires because I'm afraid of ending up in the trash like 'this stuff #
- 09:50 Uh is meeting today in class VI to the casino of the exams, hoping for good news. #
- 09:52 Mom does not make it an affair of state: I saw the streaming england yesterday, so what? #
- 09:58 MA ADAM kissed TOMMY'S NOTES ON FEVER * dies so much that boh, nclpf * #
- @ 10:02 disenchantedany no love is another much better XDDDD #
- @ 10:04 disenchantedany www.youtube.com/watch?v=XBdGR8I8fGE&feature=player_embedded #! #
- 10:05 OH but I have to make predictions. #
- 10:05 Vabbuono go to study, I make them after the predictions #
- @ 10:06 disenchantedany fattoh already XDDDD #
- 12:10 boh break because the structure of the Ministry for Cultural Heritage is boredom #
- @ 12:22 naripolpetta * hugs * #
- 12 : 47 But there's also cock who has the courage to say "I disagree with the choice of teachers" but a pink dildo fuck the trachea TI GRAPHICS #
- @ 12:47 waferkya KYA * O * * * Hugg #
- @ 12:54 disenchantedany Fotina adommy: 30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l4iex5yDSU1qbas4do1_400.jpg #
- @ 12:55 waferkya pissed off with the Italian university, but otherwise fine * _ * #
- @ 12:56 waferkya yay short < # 3
- 12:57 lunch #
- 14:29 I'm back #
- @ 14:32 disenchantedany < 3 < 3 & lt; # 3
- 14:38 My mother does not understand the subliminal message: if I say "I finished studying for tomorrow" means "mother you resent what I did" #
- 14:41 mother But you do put the donut, I nclpf #
- 14:46 Boh retry approach " ; I finished studying "with mom when fired donut #
- 14:56 but my mother ignores me TODAY XDDDD I told bluntly" go over? "and total silence #
- 15:19 Scazzi #
- 17:33 END OF THE WORLD FOR ITALY, luckily \\ 0 / #
- @ 17:35 disenchantedany Hello \\ 0 / #
- 17:36 I was sure we would not have reached the quarter ergo \\ 0 / #
- 17:37 Ah # Ita me while you're in need of guys to hotel and city frontierville for weeding #
- @ 17:38 rocketbabyliz XD But then we put it in the auction currency faetwit @? That is, we take it to the winner #
- 17:39 I'm not even watching the game, I hear behind me the news mhuahaha XD See if I do not rejoice too soon #
- 17:51 BUT SAY 'I DO NOT BELIEVE TWO GOAL AS' A COCK, do it before no? #
- 17:53 I have to laugh #
- 17:55 HELLO WORLD \\ 0 / # # eng
- 17:57 Boh I do not feel sad XDDDD #
- @ 17:58 disenchantedany celebrating tonight? #
- @ 17:59 ohmyrouge is a beautiful suonoh \\ 0 / #
- 18:03 finally realize that we were crap. Boh now conceive of my England heart, which goes much beyond Argentina nun #
- @ 18:20 disenchantedany CLEARLY #
- @ 18:21 ohmyrouge YOU CAN NOT LEGALLY MARRIED HIS WIFE WIFE OF YOUR SPIRITUAL XDDDD #
- @ 18:22 ohmyrouge to lend spn Thursday that I see and I'm not with her XDDDD #
- @ 18:30 ohmyrouge know that perhaps we should ask @ disenchantedany ? #
- 18:33 @ @ disenchantedany loved ohmyrouge wanted to marry the I said I can have you right on Thursday that there are XD #
- 18:36 In reality there is no A-list T monogamous marriage to pay gold XD #
- 18:39 @ disenchantedany but because I impacchettih ç0ç spaciughi and I ... #
- @ 18:40 disenchantedany it is, but every other day SBAC U_U * # *
- 22:59 am alive \\ 0 / #
Actress With Dark And Dark Eyes
[Naruto] The trial by fire ~ Shikamaru / Temari
Title: The Red Badge of
Fandom: Naruto
Characters / couples: Shikamaru / Temari (main); hints Shikamaru / Shiho, Temari / OC
Genre: Erotic , Introspective
Rating: Red (tending to orange ... say Cinnabar Red)
Word Count: ~ 5000
Link: EFP
Alerts: sex scene with some semidescrittivo
Notes: Written for the ShikaTema 's Day!
Small premise. This fanfiction has an odd style and filmed by another story a bit 'antiquated. It 's almost entirely in the present and especially does not follow a proper history, suggested only a few elements. But I hope that fanfiction is readable as the previous one that looks like.
xD And then, but this is more a premessina is a fanfiction that has nothing to do with that previous ShikaTema I have written. E 'decidedly more adult, but not because a lemon - you can talk about sex in different ways. The characters appear similar to those of Shippuden, more mature and "quiet." Shikamaru, perhaps, does not look like a teenager, but has always been a bit 'different from his peers. Temari. Be ', is Temari Temari.
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light of the sun slanting through the windows of the office marks the seven semi- a fading afternoon. View from her, Shikamaru's silhouette against the light, looking out the window, it is misty, the faint outline. The cigarette between his fingers a trail of smoke emanating lithe, wiry, which merges with the gray clouds.
"I can not find a document," she says with a slight annoyance while Temari rummages among the papers on the table.
He does not answer, not even turn to control at least at a glance. "He is about to begin celebrating the seventieth anniversary of the birth of Konoha," is only after a while '.
"You hate the holidays. Help me, instead of looking out the window even stuff that interests you. "
Thus, as she wanted, he turns around. Bathed in sunlight, but Temari is fiery and flamboyant, like one of those mythological goddesses of illustrated books that he read when he was small Shikaku. It seems that she is to adopt a purple aura, and is well suited to his irreverent personality and aggressive, like a mantle that fits perfectly surreal.
Shikamaru takes two steps toward the fellow and takes a leaf out of his chair before reaching him. She grabs a quick, nervous gesture.
"Oh, here it is," said relieved. "If we had not found, we would split the Tsunade-"
"What about going the party together? "Temari
slightly arched an eyebrow. "You're asking me to go out after work?"
"Yeah, well ', so we still have to make the road together ..." he says doing shrugs.
She draws a stack of papers on the table and smiled with amusement, that's fun, a bit 'derisory and captivating. "If you did not know you well that we almost believe you were trying with me."
And curiously, for the first time in what she recalls, smiling at him is the same.
"Then you do not know me at all, Temari."
A slight bit of surprise through her eyes.
When you begin, it becomes much easier. For him it was with Shiho, the first girlfriend, or something like that. A girl mild, simple, nothing complicated grief that could Shikamaru. The enamored and timid glances from behind the thick lenses of his glasses sitting in front of the library to read the tomes full of archaic words and formulas indecipherable.
"They've all noticed that the row you," Kiba told him, laughing as the snarling dog that appears. "Why do not we thinking?"
Shikamaru does not treat girls as that meant the Inuzuka, but it is certainly the lust that's missing. That is revealed the night, in solitude, fictitious and uninhibited as happens to all boys his age, adolescents growing and sexual discovery. His fantasies are mixed at the naked bodies of unknown face clouded, and pronounced breasts prosperous river, but were never recorded on anyone in particular. Shikamaru knows that girls are just friends, relatives, faces more or less familiar. What others have considered the prettiest and geese are for him too frivolous, the most sensual too old.
He thought it would only start attending to think otherwise, maybe with someone like Shiho, quiet enough, not screaming and it is not silly, intelligent on average. So he asks if he can take her home after she finished her study and, flushed with books pressed to the chest shaken by the beating heart, he accepts with a smile awkwardly.
To start, an afternoon like many others, gives her a kiss on his lips, a gesture that Shikamaru-tested running almost without knowing why. She clings to his arm so excited. It looks like a girl who has just received the best gift.
Perhaps it should be too, thinks that while controlling time is on his watch, but soon gets distracted.
Even though his eyes are bleary and sweetened dall'idillio love the fact that even she realizes something is wrong. It happens one night a week later, just returned from an appointment with her friends, those meetings are only for females who argue about boyfriends and problematize everything.
"Why do not you ever take your hand? I'm always doing it. "
" I do not see where the problem is. "
" The problem is that it never takes the initiative. It appears that you have not ever want to get to hand. "
" It's not like you say, if so I detached when you do it. "
" You do not understand! "
It 's the phrase that's repeated more females than any other. Yet there is nothing to understand. There is nothing wrong. The problem is one, and she is the gentle and quiet Shiho, who is now suddenly become different from that evening and that it exacerbates and always complains.
This is not what he expected. The problems have sprung up without him doing anything.
could not last.
"I heard that you and Shiho you have left," said Choji's arm after taking it with him to get away from the commotion of the party. It 's the birthday of Naruto, who has decided to invite everyone you know. Celebrate the evening, outdoors, around a large buffet set up by his closest friends. Robe of Naruto Uzumaki, in fact. Unlike him, Shikamaru is just in the mood to party.
"I bet Ino told you that I left," his friend replied annoyed. "Ino is angry with me for this, hardly speaks to me. Her girls and their bloody coalitions and misandry feminist ... " Choji
smiles and bites into a sandwich. "I do not see you so sad."
"I'm not sad, and really not even angry. I feel nothing. It 's the point. Shiho said he did not feel anything and I did nothing. "
" Maybe he's right, you said, not the air to be so taken by her ... But you never liked some of them at least a little? "
" It's not that I like someone, there are only girls who are more sympathetic to me and my girls are not funny. "
" As with the Boys, eh? "Choji ago in an ironic tone. "I do not that is, in fact, you suck because you like the females the males? "
" Do not put us too ... "Shikamaru joked with an air of mock annoyance. "It 's already annoying to have a thirty girls who look at you wrong by far."
There is one, however, heedless of everything and everyone. Shikamaru sees a chance in the crowd, while approaching the crowded buffet to get a drink.
Temari has something eccentric in being so introverted. Walk alone in the midst of all is not interested in things that others tease. That guy behind him, to example, with a cigarette between his lips and the air as a boy lived, the most common types that go to parties to approach, who approaches her and hands her one of the two glasses of beer he is holding, offering the most ; abused cliches to attack button.
"How about Tenten?" Choji begins from scratch. "It 's a fine, the goose does not seem so joyful that you hate." Temari
grabs the glass and the guy starts talking. Shikamaru does not know what he is saying, it's too far away to hear them. He gestures and smiles, he'll surely making a joke. Sounds like fun. Or maybe not. She drinks without even looking.
"Or Ayame, all'ichiraku what works," continues to say the Akimichi. "Kitchen of fabulous dishes, but perhaps that is my girl!"
finished drinking, Temari returns to the empty glass guy, takes his cigarette between his fingers - she has always hated the smoke - knocking him off and handed it in beer not yet touched. With the same indifference with which he performed these actions, under the gaze of the boy bewildered and beaten, she leaves.
"Shika, but you listening? Should I take your silence as a yes? "A few
meters from the unknown alone, participation, Shikamaru pulls out one of his most dazzling smiles, amused and amazed.
As every year during the festival on the anniversary of the birth of Konoha, highways are crowded with people in flowing kimono in caravans to the temple to pray. The izakaya in which all of Shikamaru and Temari is crowded. The tables are all occupied and put himself standing at the counter. He has a glass of sake in her hands, she is waiting for her.
with an alcohol under my nose, Shikamaru seems to another. He still remembers when he was little more than a nipper, while some bullshit chatter on the clouds and females. Know better by now seems so light in which they were brought out just half an hour before, and at the same time it seems the same as always, calm, aloof, not at all intimidated.
The call came to tell her that even her sake and she nods. To have to look into the eyes, Temari has to raise a lot of the head. It 'grew suddenly, in little more than a few months.
"Uoooh, Shikamaruuu" suddenly heard screaming from the street. E 'Lee, the boy of whom she seems to remember something. A recalcitrant type, good-natured and exalted, who gets drunk to fight. And apparently even outside the missions. Her face is flushed, the eyelids weighed down and look bewildered.
"Do not come to the temple?" She asks aloud. Shikamaru shrugs.
"After, perhaps."
Lee to make a funny and insightful, nodding his head and smiling drunk with my mouth open. Then he adds, paying an eloquent look at Temari and after him, before being dragged from the crowd: "I do not enjoy too much, then!" Shikamaru
sketched only a smile, without saying anything. Temari looks at him sideways, sipping his sake.
"People always think we know that We are together, "he says casually.
"I know," Shikamaru ago, and then, almost by chance: "Why do not we try for real?"
She glances between the outraged and amused. "Thank you bid, Nara, but decline. Engaged not for me. I do not like those ideas such as holding hands, walking together, kissing under the stars ... "Shikamaru
laughs, and the incredible thing is that it seems to really taste. "I feel like an upset stomach if I think about having to do all the fuss. E 'out of my way of being. " At a Glance
accidental notices that a table has just been released. To occupy it before anyone else does, Temari suddenly grabs the forearm and carries with it Sgambati to large and rapid strides through the crowd. Finally seated, he puts his hand in his pocket to check that nothing had fallen, she opens the sleeve, cross their eyes and, without any of the other two accounts, exchange a smile and intriguing accomplice. The lasting until the outbreak of the first firework.
Shikamaru is smart, ironic, rational, not suffering from a superiority complex or simple-mindedness of those of his age. E 'increased and Temari finds him cute, him trying for nothing more than the normal interest, the same as that for the first three years of Suna ninja. Him, Temari has hardly any flash of memory. His walk erect and solemn, for example, or lowered his eyebrows perpetually. His name has forgotten along with his face. At the time
Temari was fifteen years old and were already present in those qualities that marked her as the pride, the pride, the impudence, the disdain for human weaknesses. It was not yet a woman, but was paradoxically an adult for all purposes. Was shortly to be so completely.
That was a little boy a couple of years older, mysterious, irresistible, from the knees to bend at all. But that was not what had fascinated.
jonin was already seventeen years and had conducted many missions on behalf of the Kazekage, some level A.
One thought was reflected endlessly in the mind of Temari. He was the best.
E 'reasoning and naive lucubrations, what he does. Already disenchanted love without even having experienced it, reflecting the lack of affection from the family, united only by herself, reflecting that only the best can disentangle them from the only piece of childhood that has remained a weakness that she wants to deny at all costs, that does not belong anymore, or that perhaps she never really belonged.
leaned his arms on the fence near the house, cross-legged, and looks earnestly from a distance while training alone with the kunai. He sees her almost immediately.
"What are you, little girl?" Says launching a muffled scream that is in large part by the winds of sand. E 'grumpy and annoyed, probably used to such silly and attention from the females. Temari does not move an inch, so and he approached her.
"They say you killed fifty of the Mist ninja everything alone," Temari is when you find him at your doorstep. 'It is true? "
The boy makes a face that knows only of arrogance. "They were forty. The other ten I killed them the next day. "
" Mh. Not bad, "Temari discursively currency. It does not seem particularly surprised.
"And you, little girl," he says defiantly, "which blatantly kunoichi mission you run? You bought some lipstick cosmetic product type? "
" I live under the same roof Gaara, "Temari replied sardonically. The ninja just raises his eyebrows in an imperceptible movement of wonder.
"So you're the daughter of the Kazekage ..." he says with an air which, unlike before, it seems almost amused. Even attitudes are different, resembling hers.
Temari, nell'inesperienza, admits, however, when he inspires the desire of others. Could do anything and let him finish there, but she likes to make things more complicated and fun. So move away from the fence and, before leaving, tells him: "The only lipstick that I have seen in my life are the newfangled home-made he used my mother. "
not want to treat anything so easily. Even the best sudarsi must play its part.
evening, to Suna, I'm always cold. E 'as an excuse for another warm drink alcohol. Among the young people of the village is a convention, a practice that no longer has anything illegal nor vicious. They are sitting on the sand or on the steps in front of the entrances of the houses in groups. They laugh, they walk, some squabbling. Temari has to be established that, in the evening.
Therefore, in spite of other times, is being drawn easily. He has the pace a bit 'uncertain and tipsy but not drunk, still unable to manage his thoughts in a systematic and orderly. He, however, is lucid, his instincts to respond with clarity. Starts immediately with the idea, already mulling a few hours before, to make clear which of the two commands. So when you move away from the others and is hidden in a deserted alley, while kissing and biting on the neck, forcefully asserts his supremacy by putting his hand on his male member. The running back, throws over the worn out from a table leg broken, abandoned by someone in the middle of the garbage around, and off his underwear. She helps him, flexing her legs and then pulling them outwards. Do not see anything apart from the dark alley to his left, he hears the sound of a belt that is loose, then a shooting pain through her belly. Is kept firmly on the table banging rhythmically against the wall by hand aggressive of the ninja, which freezes a moment to turn and loosen the neckline of her kimono, just for the sake of seeing her breasts.
E 'violent and cold. Hurts. It must hurt her, he thinks. The is good. Only knows the pain and, as best he can do, stand him gritting his teeth.
Before the end of all, the boy comes from Temari, its liquid mixed with the blood spilled in the hands of her virginal.
Come back, do not say nothing. Their paths diverge and you realize, now, to prove to him only indifference. The goal, after all, was another. The die has been taken and you can not go back. For the first time by herself and chose for herself, and was an irrevocable decision, so it will not have regrets. On second thought, actually, it does not.
When he comes home, enters the room and divide with his brothers. Kankuro asleep while Gaara's bed is empty and re-done as usual. The room is full of dusty old toys and puppets. Temari decides that that is no longer his world.
Leave the room, goes in the living room and lies down on the couch. Since that night sleep always there.
It 's been a week of celebration for his seventieth birthday of Konoha and were not much different from other days. Temari and Shikamaru them spent working, joking, quarreling, persevering in the routine I've ever known.
the meeting to discuss the Chunin exam, missing just the exams, we are all members: the ambassadors of the villages from where the participants genin, the sensei of the team, the Hokage, the examiners and the organizers . They are sitting around a large round table to discuss any topic.
Shikamaru suppresses a yawn, stretches her legs and arches his back backwards. Temari sitting to his left, gives him a slight nudge on the side and he immediately thought he had done to urge him to give himself a manner best suited to meeting comes together, straightening his posture. But she did not stop to fix it, turning a look emblematic of something that tries to inform him that he does not grasp. So Shikamaru sbalestrato reciprocates with a look, shaking his head slightly.
'E' for an hour the guy next to you trying to ask you something ... "he mutters Temari almost tight-lipped and easygoing air.
This is a novice examiner. Not sure exactly what to do and saw that Shikamaru's has finally turned its attention, he asks something about the last speech of Tsunade. The Nara has no idea what the answer is, given that three interventions made his brain began to wander to other mental horizons. Temari immediately senses the lack of attention of the boy and when he glanced reproachfully, strives to explain his place.
When you turn it sideways to show the examiner a few sheets, its spiky tufts touch Shikamaru's cheek, that only now, perhaps because very close to it, sniff its smell. It 'a pleasant and familiar smell that was already drawn on the bodies of strangers who appear at night in her fantasies. The famous perfume of desire, a novelty for him, now that he has finally found wedged in his head.
After he finished his explanation, Temari, Shikamaru puts a hand on the shoulder to move away from him and straighten it.
"You always save your ass, Nara," she whispers mockingly.
Shikamaru smiles, but does not smile for that. His hand moves independently from the shoulder to the thigh of her discovery, invading, and hot property, each strand of her body.
hour later, however, when the two rushed out of the meeting, it's cold. The sun has already dropped for a while, the streets are deserted. They run, swept away by euphoria nameless and only now have discovered together.
Shikamaru should go home just finished working. E 'for this running, in order to gain more time to spend with her.
Take the first street to find and stop at a wall of a building. They have the breath, but it is not entirely derived from fatigue. He pressed against her, up against the wall more, and kisses her. It 's a warm kiss, which freme di passione. Non ne aveva mai dati così.
Lei lo accoglie, carezzandogli la nuca e aggrappandosi alla spalla. Poi, il bacio scorre dalla bocca di Temari al suo collo.
Shikamaru le tocca i seni da sotto il kimono, percependo ogni reazione minima della sua pelle, conquistandosi il primo gemito intrattenuto. La mano si discosta dal petto per andare a perlustrarle il sesso. Le dita inaspettate e fredde la solleticano strappandole tra gli ansiti una risatina.
Apparentemente non cambia nulla, però ci sono delle leggere variazioni nei loro modi di fare. Quando Shikamaru vuole richiamarle l'attenzione, per esempio, le tira il lembo della gonna, un gesto che tempo prima sarebbe been too brazen.
The change is also reflected on Temari. The pinch my cheeks and ears, moves his face with one hand under the chin to be seen. When
are on their way, in the office or at the inn of her colleagues are the usual and nothing more. Become engaged secrets only when it is more fun, for example, among others, for unknown streets of Konoha, exchanging a more carnal caress the other in the crowd or the hallway adjacent to the office of Tsunade. When the calls
Hokage, Temari, almost caught in the act, she finds herself smiling amused and relieved for not being caught, and enters the office hiding under the kimono the top of the chest still flushed from the kiss.
"What did Tsunade?" Shikamaru then asks when they see it return.
"I received a letter from Suna," Temari replied with a look that is more off than before. "I have to urgently return to his homeland. I'm leaving tomorrow morning. "
Neither speaks more taken aback by the news.
The only thing, then he can say only: "What are you doing tonight?"
It 's a proposal which aims at a clear goal and that is anticipated to need. Sex has always been part of their plan and they were already familiar without ever having spoken. It 's the main reason for their strange that trial by fire, believe it is only this and not ever being burned.
As planned, at night, when parents are sleeping, Shikamaru sneaks home to go to the inn Temari. She waits at the window, the sight and waves him enter. He catches up with a jump and the window closes behind them.
The room is dark, the furniture is empty. The moonlight is poured out on the open suitcase of Temari, the only part of lit room. A few steps away from Shikamaru, she turned back to bend the latest clothes to take away.
few hours earlier had been in her fantasies. At the thought that he would spend the night with her, Shikamaru has evoked in the mind as it has done with the unknown that they drag more stringent and transgressive eroticism. This time it's been rewarding and invigorating, like any passion that takes shape in a face and a name.
So, driven by a memory still ingrained in his brain, Shikamaru takes the initiative surrounding it from behind and catching her by surprise. The parade for the kimono kiss her shoulder and Temari, close to him, felt his desire prominent under the abdomen. He turns to kiss and start undressing each other. Grabs him by the hips and sits down on the chest of drawers, making it vibrate. The cloths folded one over the other fall to the ground and she loses interest completely.
When his mouth washes, Temari is halfway between a groan surprise and excitement. He had never kissed her between her legs. The fold, the gap and brings a punch to the forehead, near the pillow. The futon is already undone without them have begun to do anything.
Then it's his turn. She turns on him, rubs down and return the favor. For Shikamaru is a thing of entirely new. The look of the corner as far as the eye can, with a blurred vision of pleasure. Without expect it, Temari is already astride on him to wrap it.
In almost total darkness of the room, Shikamaru is able to distinguish a smile. It 'the same as always, engaging with something arrogant, but these two elements are joined and the malice of ecstasy. Temari is a shameless sensuality and elementary. His way of being, so instinctive, is also reflected in the intimacy.
Shikamaru stands up with the trunk and wrapped around to steal the smile with a kiss. Feel her breasts press them while the chest moves over him with a mastery that makes him jealous and at the same time to animate. It stretches up to collapse on her, her hair loose and fall on the blacks.
For her, the pleasure does not have a name or a face accurately. It is not always mutual and unilateral. Everyone does it to satisfy himself, then it is simply because we do together is something that has always been a part of nature.
And then there's the other thing that all mixed up and call it love. They think that making a fuss or rites couple demonstrate love for each other. With her was not shown even among the kisses, caresses or occasional smiles. These are just conventional invented by someone for everyone.
Yet, in the case of Temari, love hiding in a gesture unthinkable. Shikamaru
the brushes her hair from her eyes, without her having asked for anything, just worry about it. Stupid, that does not know why but it is beginning to upset her very much.
When he sees the shocked expression of Temari, Shikamaru stops instantly. "Did I hurt you?"
She says nothing. Makes me continue with a movement of the hips and hugs him to celargli that flash of emotion that had crossed eyes. The shock that follows is like orgasm that seems almost alien.
A few hours after their departure, "Temari."
you, lying as he turned back, just move the arm bent on the cook. "What?"
Shikamaru is not responding. Temari then turns to look at it, turning a look of question.
He said, "Nothing."
dawn, does not want to wake him. On the one hand not to disturb the other because it is more convenient, not having to face what now for her is obvious. But when, on his back with a fan already, you start at the door, if he is behind on his feet, still undressed and eyes marked by fatigue.
"What are you doing? Run away to avoid having to pay the rent and to pay me any money? "He jokes.
She smiles. "I wanted to let you rest."
A lie half.
"Take care then."
's what he always says that before going back to Suna. As expected, he shrugs.
"You too. Do not kill anyone during the trip. "But this is
new. She giggles. It 'was a nice way to say that has no heart. Dispute this assertion only kiss him, so he goes without doing anything.
Regret invests just set foot in the forest.
The first time I saw Temari love, just sees him - he only ever seen on others. It 'been with Kankuro, more irritated than usual, that trotted to and fro in the room.
"That bitch is never there. I ... I do not know what to do. "
Temari still remembers it well. A stick with an air of snobbish blonde queen of the school. Had stolen his heart.
"You're pathetic Kankuro, "she told her sister.
"I know myself."
The night had not slept. It was black with rage.
next few days, Temari had spied on Gaara. A kind of love from a different form. The eyes were sweetened when the children had made a drawing. Kazekage was written giant wrong and incorrectly. There were more inventions anatomical errors, and the hat looked like a giant pyramid. Gaara saves still on the wall of the living room.
Temari saw the love in the eyes of many, but she does not know is that even in her can not see.
Shikamaru, so gentle, always out of trouble, think the only quarrel that took his life.
"I do not deserve you and that is why I must leave you."
A phrase from the script, to make her feel better. The point is that he does not know what to say. Do you feel uncomfortable and guilty, for having made her cry, and, above all, because they do not fully understand why. Shiho looks like a fountain.
"And it's not even about all these tears ..."
"No, do not deserve them," she snapped, suddenly enlivened, and his screams are mixed with stifled sobs. "One who does not know what it means to suffer love does not deserve all this attention! "
" You're right. "
But rather than make him feel better, that sentence makes only angrier. He wants to give him an idiot, an asshole, dell'insensibile, but the sweet and mild Shiho sufficient to keep, certain impulses. All he does is blow his nose with his handkerchief used and look him straight in the eye.
"One day you will be burned by some as happened to me, and then you'll understand!"
I can see it in her eyes: she hopes that day comes as soon as possible. Shikamaru, open-minded to any kind of reasoning, not considered impossible, but unlikely - that yes. It 'did for the simple life and peaceful him.
Just goes Temari, Shikamaru lights a cigarette. The following with his eyes until he lost sight of, remaining motionless and stares at nothing. The streets began to traffic and the sun has risen high in the sky. The butt, which is off by hours, is still between her lips.
Someone puts a hand on his shoulder, awakening. This is Choji.
"Shika, what are you doing here?! You know that your mother is anxious? He called me at seven in the morning wondering if you were to me. I do not know if is more concerned about the fact that tonight you were not there or the fact that you left early without saying anything! "
Shikamaru just giggles and spits out his cigarette on the ground. "I should go back to her before you start to break balls at all."
"Oh yes!" Choji is fun and meaningful look. "So, tell me what happened?" Shikamaru
The smile that shows off what appears to be more melancholy than he had hoped to do. "I think I burned."
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Finished just in time. * Sighs *
This fanfiction is very intimate, as you will be noticed. Maybe a little 'heavier than my others, but I wanted to write something serious and heartfelt on my favorite couple from Naruto. u_u
Nevertheless, I'm sorry a lot for Shiho. It will be a worthy consolation. Regarding the type of Temari ... there is always a Sasuke or Itachi in each village. xD And Choji / Ayame is a lot of stuff.
xD Anyway, this is a story quite ShikaTema Applicant: disaffected young people beyond the clichés of love and eventually create their own prison. Good and evil ends. Let's say it ends it ends. Everyone is writing her happy or sad ending he wants. The mention
not really be fully elucidated KankuIno (yes, I stick with an air of snobbish blonde queen of the school could be Ino xD) is a tribute to A Beautiful Bore of Lily_90 and all shot as those Bambi88.
The songs that have inspired me among the many are mainly two: Gorecki Lamb and Falling Julee Cruise singing the theme from Twin Peaks. I love that show and I love that Audrey is so Temari, smart, cynical, disenchanted, bastard, funny and tender Audrey.
This banner explanation I found it by accident. Then I want to know the lovely person who created it! ♥
Title: The Red Badge of
Fandom: Naruto
Characters / couples: Shikamaru / Temari (main); hints Shikamaru / Shiho, Temari / OC
Genre: Erotic , Introspective
Rating: Red (tending to orange ... say Cinnabar Red)
Word Count: ~ 5000
Link: EFP
Alerts: sex scene with some semidescrittivo
Notes: Written for the ShikaTema 's Day!
Small premise. This fanfiction has an odd style and filmed by another story a bit 'antiquated. It 's almost entirely in the present and especially does not follow a proper history, suggested only a few elements. But I hope that fanfiction is readable as the previous one that looks like.
xD And then, but this is more a premessina is a fanfiction that has nothing to do with that previous ShikaTema I have written. E 'decidedly more adult, but not because a lemon - you can talk about sex in different ways. The characters appear similar to those of Shippuden, more mature and "quiet." Shikamaru, perhaps, does not look like a teenager, but has always been a bit 'different from his peers. Temari. Be ', is Temari Temari.
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light of the sun slanting through the windows of the office marks the seven semi- a fading afternoon. View from her, Shikamaru's silhouette against the light, looking out the window, it is misty, the faint outline. The cigarette between his fingers a trail of smoke emanating lithe, wiry, which merges with the gray clouds.
"I can not find a document," she says with a slight annoyance while Temari rummages among the papers on the table.
He does not answer, not even turn to control at least at a glance. "He is about to begin celebrating the seventieth anniversary of the birth of Konoha," is only after a while '.
"You hate the holidays. Help me, instead of looking out the window even stuff that interests you. "
Thus, as she wanted, he turns around. Bathed in sunlight, but Temari is fiery and flamboyant, like one of those mythological goddesses of illustrated books that he read when he was small Shikaku. It seems that she is to adopt a purple aura, and is well suited to his irreverent personality and aggressive, like a mantle that fits perfectly surreal.
Shikamaru takes two steps toward the fellow and takes a leaf out of his chair before reaching him. She grabs a quick, nervous gesture.
"Oh, here it is," said relieved. "If we had not found, we would split the Tsunade-"
"What about going the party together? "Temari
slightly arched an eyebrow. "You're asking me to go out after work?"
"Yeah, well ', so we still have to make the road together ..." he says doing shrugs.
She draws a stack of papers on the table and smiled with amusement, that's fun, a bit 'derisory and captivating. "If you did not know you well that we almost believe you were trying with me."
And curiously, for the first time in what she recalls, smiling at him is the same.
"Then you do not know me at all, Temari."
A slight bit of surprise through her eyes.
When you begin, it becomes much easier. For him it was with Shiho, the first girlfriend, or something like that. A girl mild, simple, nothing complicated grief that could Shikamaru. The enamored and timid glances from behind the thick lenses of his glasses sitting in front of the library to read the tomes full of archaic words and formulas indecipherable.
"They've all noticed that the row you," Kiba told him, laughing as the snarling dog that appears. "Why do not we thinking?"
Shikamaru does not treat girls as that meant the Inuzuka, but it is certainly the lust that's missing. That is revealed the night, in solitude, fictitious and uninhibited as happens to all boys his age, adolescents growing and sexual discovery. His fantasies are mixed at the naked bodies of unknown face clouded, and pronounced breasts prosperous river, but were never recorded on anyone in particular. Shikamaru knows that girls are just friends, relatives, faces more or less familiar. What others have considered the prettiest and geese are for him too frivolous, the most sensual too old.
He thought it would only start attending to think otherwise, maybe with someone like Shiho, quiet enough, not screaming and it is not silly, intelligent on average. So he asks if he can take her home after she finished her study and, flushed with books pressed to the chest shaken by the beating heart, he accepts with a smile awkwardly.
To start, an afternoon like many others, gives her a kiss on his lips, a gesture that Shikamaru-tested running almost without knowing why. She clings to his arm so excited. It looks like a girl who has just received the best gift.
Perhaps it should be too, thinks that while controlling time is on his watch, but soon gets distracted.
Even though his eyes are bleary and sweetened dall'idillio love the fact that even she realizes something is wrong. It happens one night a week later, just returned from an appointment with her friends, those meetings are only for females who argue about boyfriends and problematize everything.
"Why do not you ever take your hand? I'm always doing it. "
" I do not see where the problem is. "
" The problem is that it never takes the initiative. It appears that you have not ever want to get to hand. "
" It's not like you say, if so I detached when you do it. "
" You do not understand! "
It 's the phrase that's repeated more females than any other. Yet there is nothing to understand. There is nothing wrong. The problem is one, and she is the gentle and quiet Shiho, who is now suddenly become different from that evening and that it exacerbates and always complains.
This is not what he expected. The problems have sprung up without him doing anything.
could not last.
"I heard that you and Shiho you have left," said Choji's arm after taking it with him to get away from the commotion of the party. It 's the birthday of Naruto, who has decided to invite everyone you know. Celebrate the evening, outdoors, around a large buffet set up by his closest friends. Robe of Naruto Uzumaki, in fact. Unlike him, Shikamaru is just in the mood to party.
"I bet Ino told you that I left," his friend replied annoyed. "Ino is angry with me for this, hardly speaks to me. Her girls and their bloody coalitions and misandry feminist ... " Choji
smiles and bites into a sandwich. "I do not see you so sad."
"I'm not sad, and really not even angry. I feel nothing. It 's the point. Shiho said he did not feel anything and I did nothing. "
" Maybe he's right, you said, not the air to be so taken by her ... But you never liked some of them at least a little? "
" It's not that I like someone, there are only girls who are more sympathetic to me and my girls are not funny. "
" As with the Boys, eh? "Choji ago in an ironic tone. "I do not that is, in fact, you suck because you like the females the males? "
" Do not put us too ... "Shikamaru joked with an air of mock annoyance. "It 's already annoying to have a thirty girls who look at you wrong by far."
There is one, however, heedless of everything and everyone. Shikamaru sees a chance in the crowd, while approaching the crowded buffet to get a drink.
Temari has something eccentric in being so introverted. Walk alone in the midst of all is not interested in things that others tease. That guy behind him, to example, with a cigarette between his lips and the air as a boy lived, the most common types that go to parties to approach, who approaches her and hands her one of the two glasses of beer he is holding, offering the most ; abused cliches to attack button.
"How about Tenten?" Choji begins from scratch. "It 's a fine, the goose does not seem so joyful that you hate." Temari
grabs the glass and the guy starts talking. Shikamaru does not know what he is saying, it's too far away to hear them. He gestures and smiles, he'll surely making a joke. Sounds like fun. Or maybe not. She drinks without even looking.
"Or Ayame, all'ichiraku what works," continues to say the Akimichi. "Kitchen of fabulous dishes, but perhaps that is my girl!"
finished drinking, Temari returns to the empty glass guy, takes his cigarette between his fingers - she has always hated the smoke - knocking him off and handed it in beer not yet touched. With the same indifference with which he performed these actions, under the gaze of the boy bewildered and beaten, she leaves.
"Shika, but you listening? Should I take your silence as a yes? "A few
meters from the unknown alone, participation, Shikamaru pulls out one of his most dazzling smiles, amused and amazed.
As every year during the festival on the anniversary of the birth of Konoha, highways are crowded with people in flowing kimono in caravans to the temple to pray. The izakaya in which all of Shikamaru and Temari is crowded. The tables are all occupied and put himself standing at the counter. He has a glass of sake in her hands, she is waiting for her.
with an alcohol under my nose, Shikamaru seems to another. He still remembers when he was little more than a nipper, while some bullshit chatter on the clouds and females. Know better by now seems so light in which they were brought out just half an hour before, and at the same time it seems the same as always, calm, aloof, not at all intimidated.
The call came to tell her that even her sake and she nods. To have to look into the eyes, Temari has to raise a lot of the head. It 'grew suddenly, in little more than a few months.
"Uoooh, Shikamaruuu" suddenly heard screaming from the street. E 'Lee, the boy of whom she seems to remember something. A recalcitrant type, good-natured and exalted, who gets drunk to fight. And apparently even outside the missions. Her face is flushed, the eyelids weighed down and look bewildered.
"Do not come to the temple?" She asks aloud. Shikamaru shrugs.
"After, perhaps."
Lee to make a funny and insightful, nodding his head and smiling drunk with my mouth open. Then he adds, paying an eloquent look at Temari and after him, before being dragged from the crowd: "I do not enjoy too much, then!" Shikamaru
sketched only a smile, without saying anything. Temari looks at him sideways, sipping his sake.
"People always think we know that We are together, "he says casually.
"I know," Shikamaru ago, and then, almost by chance: "Why do not we try for real?"
She glances between the outraged and amused. "Thank you bid, Nara, but decline. Engaged not for me. I do not like those ideas such as holding hands, walking together, kissing under the stars ... "Shikamaru
laughs, and the incredible thing is that it seems to really taste. "I feel like an upset stomach if I think about having to do all the fuss. E 'out of my way of being. " At a Glance
accidental notices that a table has just been released. To occupy it before anyone else does, Temari suddenly grabs the forearm and carries with it Sgambati to large and rapid strides through the crowd. Finally seated, he puts his hand in his pocket to check that nothing had fallen, she opens the sleeve, cross their eyes and, without any of the other two accounts, exchange a smile and intriguing accomplice. The lasting until the outbreak of the first firework.
Shikamaru is smart, ironic, rational, not suffering from a superiority complex or simple-mindedness of those of his age. E 'increased and Temari finds him cute, him trying for nothing more than the normal interest, the same as that for the first three years of Suna ninja. Him, Temari has hardly any flash of memory. His walk erect and solemn, for example, or lowered his eyebrows perpetually. His name has forgotten along with his face. At the time
Temari was fifteen years old and were already present in those qualities that marked her as the pride, the pride, the impudence, the disdain for human weaknesses. It was not yet a woman, but was paradoxically an adult for all purposes. Was shortly to be so completely.
That was a little boy a couple of years older, mysterious, irresistible, from the knees to bend at all. But that was not what had fascinated.
jonin was already seventeen years and had conducted many missions on behalf of the Kazekage, some level A.
One thought was reflected endlessly in the mind of Temari. He was the best.
E 'reasoning and naive lucubrations, what he does. Already disenchanted love without even having experienced it, reflecting the lack of affection from the family, united only by herself, reflecting that only the best can disentangle them from the only piece of childhood that has remained a weakness that she wants to deny at all costs, that does not belong anymore, or that perhaps she never really belonged.
leaned his arms on the fence near the house, cross-legged, and looks earnestly from a distance while training alone with the kunai. He sees her almost immediately.
"What are you, little girl?" Says launching a muffled scream that is in large part by the winds of sand. E 'grumpy and annoyed, probably used to such silly and attention from the females. Temari does not move an inch, so and he approached her.
"They say you killed fifty of the Mist ninja everything alone," Temari is when you find him at your doorstep. 'It is true? "
The boy makes a face that knows only of arrogance. "They were forty. The other ten I killed them the next day. "
" Mh. Not bad, "Temari discursively currency. It does not seem particularly surprised.
"And you, little girl," he says defiantly, "which blatantly kunoichi mission you run? You bought some lipstick cosmetic product type? "
" I live under the same roof Gaara, "Temari replied sardonically. The ninja just raises his eyebrows in an imperceptible movement of wonder.
"So you're the daughter of the Kazekage ..." he says with an air which, unlike before, it seems almost amused. Even attitudes are different, resembling hers.
Temari, nell'inesperienza, admits, however, when he inspires the desire of others. Could do anything and let him finish there, but she likes to make things more complicated and fun. So move away from the fence and, before leaving, tells him: "The only lipstick that I have seen in my life are the newfangled home-made he used my mother. "
not want to treat anything so easily. Even the best sudarsi must play its part.
evening, to Suna, I'm always cold. E 'as an excuse for another warm drink alcohol. Among the young people of the village is a convention, a practice that no longer has anything illegal nor vicious. They are sitting on the sand or on the steps in front of the entrances of the houses in groups. They laugh, they walk, some squabbling. Temari has to be established that, in the evening.
Therefore, in spite of other times, is being drawn easily. He has the pace a bit 'uncertain and tipsy but not drunk, still unable to manage his thoughts in a systematic and orderly. He, however, is lucid, his instincts to respond with clarity. Starts immediately with the idea, already mulling a few hours before, to make clear which of the two commands. So when you move away from the others and is hidden in a deserted alley, while kissing and biting on the neck, forcefully asserts his supremacy by putting his hand on his male member. The running back, throws over the worn out from a table leg broken, abandoned by someone in the middle of the garbage around, and off his underwear. She helps him, flexing her legs and then pulling them outwards. Do not see anything apart from the dark alley to his left, he hears the sound of a belt that is loose, then a shooting pain through her belly. Is kept firmly on the table banging rhythmically against the wall by hand aggressive of the ninja, which freezes a moment to turn and loosen the neckline of her kimono, just for the sake of seeing her breasts.
E 'violent and cold. Hurts. It must hurt her, he thinks. The is good. Only knows the pain and, as best he can do, stand him gritting his teeth.
Before the end of all, the boy comes from Temari, its liquid mixed with the blood spilled in the hands of her virginal.
Come back, do not say nothing. Their paths diverge and you realize, now, to prove to him only indifference. The goal, after all, was another. The die has been taken and you can not go back. For the first time by herself and chose for herself, and was an irrevocable decision, so it will not have regrets. On second thought, actually, it does not.
When he comes home, enters the room and divide with his brothers. Kankuro asleep while Gaara's bed is empty and re-done as usual. The room is full of dusty old toys and puppets. Temari decides that that is no longer his world.
Leave the room, goes in the living room and lies down on the couch. Since that night sleep always there.
It 's been a week of celebration for his seventieth birthday of Konoha and were not much different from other days. Temari and Shikamaru them spent working, joking, quarreling, persevering in the routine I've ever known.
the meeting to discuss the Chunin exam, missing just the exams, we are all members: the ambassadors of the villages from where the participants genin, the sensei of the team, the Hokage, the examiners and the organizers . They are sitting around a large round table to discuss any topic.
Shikamaru suppresses a yawn, stretches her legs and arches his back backwards. Temari sitting to his left, gives him a slight nudge on the side and he immediately thought he had done to urge him to give himself a manner best suited to meeting comes together, straightening his posture. But she did not stop to fix it, turning a look emblematic of something that tries to inform him that he does not grasp. So Shikamaru sbalestrato reciprocates with a look, shaking his head slightly.
'E' for an hour the guy next to you trying to ask you something ... "he mutters Temari almost tight-lipped and easygoing air.
This is a novice examiner. Not sure exactly what to do and saw that Shikamaru's has finally turned its attention, he asks something about the last speech of Tsunade. The Nara has no idea what the answer is, given that three interventions made his brain began to wander to other mental horizons. Temari immediately senses the lack of attention of the boy and when he glanced reproachfully, strives to explain his place.
When you turn it sideways to show the examiner a few sheets, its spiky tufts touch Shikamaru's cheek, that only now, perhaps because very close to it, sniff its smell. It 'a pleasant and familiar smell that was already drawn on the bodies of strangers who appear at night in her fantasies. The famous perfume of desire, a novelty for him, now that he has finally found wedged in his head.
After he finished his explanation, Temari, Shikamaru puts a hand on the shoulder to move away from him and straighten it.
"You always save your ass, Nara," she whispers mockingly.
Shikamaru smiles, but does not smile for that. His hand moves independently from the shoulder to the thigh of her discovery, invading, and hot property, each strand of her body.
hour later, however, when the two rushed out of the meeting, it's cold. The sun has already dropped for a while, the streets are deserted. They run, swept away by euphoria nameless and only now have discovered together.
Shikamaru should go home just finished working. E 'for this running, in order to gain more time to spend with her.
Take the first street to find and stop at a wall of a building. They have the breath, but it is not entirely derived from fatigue. He pressed against her, up against the wall more, and kisses her. It 's a warm kiss, which freme di passione. Non ne aveva mai dati così.
Lei lo accoglie, carezzandogli la nuca e aggrappandosi alla spalla. Poi, il bacio scorre dalla bocca di Temari al suo collo.
Shikamaru le tocca i seni da sotto il kimono, percependo ogni reazione minima della sua pelle, conquistandosi il primo gemito intrattenuto. La mano si discosta dal petto per andare a perlustrarle il sesso. Le dita inaspettate e fredde la solleticano strappandole tra gli ansiti una risatina.
Apparentemente non cambia nulla, però ci sono delle leggere variazioni nei loro modi di fare. Quando Shikamaru vuole richiamarle l'attenzione, per esempio, le tira il lembo della gonna, un gesto che tempo prima sarebbe been too brazen.
The change is also reflected on Temari. The pinch my cheeks and ears, moves his face with one hand under the chin to be seen. When
are on their way, in the office or at the inn of her colleagues are the usual and nothing more. Become engaged secrets only when it is more fun, for example, among others, for unknown streets of Konoha, exchanging a more carnal caress the other in the crowd or the hallway adjacent to the office of Tsunade. When the calls
Hokage, Temari, almost caught in the act, she finds herself smiling amused and relieved for not being caught, and enters the office hiding under the kimono the top of the chest still flushed from the kiss.
"What did Tsunade?" Shikamaru then asks when they see it return.
"I received a letter from Suna," Temari replied with a look that is more off than before. "I have to urgently return to his homeland. I'm leaving tomorrow morning. "
Neither speaks more taken aback by the news.
The only thing, then he can say only: "What are you doing tonight?"
It 's a proposal which aims at a clear goal and that is anticipated to need. Sex has always been part of their plan and they were already familiar without ever having spoken. It 's the main reason for their strange that trial by fire, believe it is only this and not ever being burned.
As planned, at night, when parents are sleeping, Shikamaru sneaks home to go to the inn Temari. She waits at the window, the sight and waves him enter. He catches up with a jump and the window closes behind them.
The room is dark, the furniture is empty. The moonlight is poured out on the open suitcase of Temari, the only part of lit room. A few steps away from Shikamaru, she turned back to bend the latest clothes to take away.
few hours earlier had been in her fantasies. At the thought that he would spend the night with her, Shikamaru has evoked in the mind as it has done with the unknown that they drag more stringent and transgressive eroticism. This time it's been rewarding and invigorating, like any passion that takes shape in a face and a name.
So, driven by a memory still ingrained in his brain, Shikamaru takes the initiative surrounding it from behind and catching her by surprise. The parade for the kimono kiss her shoulder and Temari, close to him, felt his desire prominent under the abdomen. He turns to kiss and start undressing each other. Grabs him by the hips and sits down on the chest of drawers, making it vibrate. The cloths folded one over the other fall to the ground and she loses interest completely.
When his mouth washes, Temari is halfway between a groan surprise and excitement. He had never kissed her between her legs. The fold, the gap and brings a punch to the forehead, near the pillow. The futon is already undone without them have begun to do anything.
Then it's his turn. She turns on him, rubs down and return the favor. For Shikamaru is a thing of entirely new. The look of the corner as far as the eye can, with a blurred vision of pleasure. Without expect it, Temari is already astride on him to wrap it.
In almost total darkness of the room, Shikamaru is able to distinguish a smile. It 'the same as always, engaging with something arrogant, but these two elements are joined and the malice of ecstasy. Temari is a shameless sensuality and elementary. His way of being, so instinctive, is also reflected in the intimacy.
Shikamaru stands up with the trunk and wrapped around to steal the smile with a kiss. Feel her breasts press them while the chest moves over him with a mastery that makes him jealous and at the same time to animate. It stretches up to collapse on her, her hair loose and fall on the blacks.
For her, the pleasure does not have a name or a face accurately. It is not always mutual and unilateral. Everyone does it to satisfy himself, then it is simply because we do together is something that has always been a part of nature.
And then there's the other thing that all mixed up and call it love. They think that making a fuss or rites couple demonstrate love for each other. With her was not shown even among the kisses, caresses or occasional smiles. These are just conventional invented by someone for everyone.
Yet, in the case of Temari, love hiding in a gesture unthinkable. Shikamaru
the brushes her hair from her eyes, without her having asked for anything, just worry about it. Stupid, that does not know why but it is beginning to upset her very much.
When he sees the shocked expression of Temari, Shikamaru stops instantly. "Did I hurt you?"
She says nothing. Makes me continue with a movement of the hips and hugs him to celargli that flash of emotion that had crossed eyes. The shock that follows is like orgasm that seems almost alien.
A few hours after their departure, "Temari."
you, lying as he turned back, just move the arm bent on the cook. "What?"
Shikamaru is not responding. Temari then turns to look at it, turning a look of question.
He said, "Nothing."
dawn, does not want to wake him. On the one hand not to disturb the other because it is more convenient, not having to face what now for her is obvious. But when, on his back with a fan already, you start at the door, if he is behind on his feet, still undressed and eyes marked by fatigue.
"What are you doing? Run away to avoid having to pay the rent and to pay me any money? "He jokes.
She smiles. "I wanted to let you rest."
A lie half.
"Take care then."
's what he always says that before going back to Suna. As expected, he shrugs.
"You too. Do not kill anyone during the trip. "But this is
new. She giggles. It 'was a nice way to say that has no heart. Dispute this assertion only kiss him, so he goes without doing anything.
Regret invests just set foot in the forest.
The first time I saw Temari love, just sees him - he only ever seen on others. It 'been with Kankuro, more irritated than usual, that trotted to and fro in the room.
"That bitch is never there. I ... I do not know what to do. "
Temari still remembers it well. A stick with an air of snobbish blonde queen of the school. Had stolen his heart.
"You're pathetic Kankuro, "she told her sister.
"I know myself."
The night had not slept. It was black with rage.
next few days, Temari had spied on Gaara. A kind of love from a different form. The eyes were sweetened when the children had made a drawing. Kazekage was written giant wrong and incorrectly. There were more inventions anatomical errors, and the hat looked like a giant pyramid. Gaara saves still on the wall of the living room.
Temari saw the love in the eyes of many, but she does not know is that even in her can not see.
Shikamaru, so gentle, always out of trouble, think the only quarrel that took his life.
"I do not deserve you and that is why I must leave you."
A phrase from the script, to make her feel better. The point is that he does not know what to say. Do you feel uncomfortable and guilty, for having made her cry, and, above all, because they do not fully understand why. Shiho looks like a fountain.
"And it's not even about all these tears ..."
"No, do not deserve them," she snapped, suddenly enlivened, and his screams are mixed with stifled sobs. "One who does not know what it means to suffer love does not deserve all this attention! "
" You're right. "
But rather than make him feel better, that sentence makes only angrier. He wants to give him an idiot, an asshole, dell'insensibile, but the sweet and mild Shiho sufficient to keep, certain impulses. All he does is blow his nose with his handkerchief used and look him straight in the eye.
"One day you will be burned by some as happened to me, and then you'll understand!"
I can see it in her eyes: she hopes that day comes as soon as possible. Shikamaru, open-minded to any kind of reasoning, not considered impossible, but unlikely - that yes. It 'did for the simple life and peaceful him.
Just goes Temari, Shikamaru lights a cigarette. The following with his eyes until he lost sight of, remaining motionless and stares at nothing. The streets began to traffic and the sun has risen high in the sky. The butt, which is off by hours, is still between her lips.
Someone puts a hand on his shoulder, awakening. This is Choji.
"Shika, what are you doing here?! You know that your mother is anxious? He called me at seven in the morning wondering if you were to me. I do not know if is more concerned about the fact that tonight you were not there or the fact that you left early without saying anything! "
Shikamaru just giggles and spits out his cigarette on the ground. "I should go back to her before you start to break balls at all."
"Oh yes!" Choji is fun and meaningful look. "So, tell me what happened?" Shikamaru
The smile that shows off what appears to be more melancholy than he had hoped to do. "I think I burned."
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Finished just in time. * Sighs *
This fanfiction is very intimate, as you will be noticed. Maybe a little 'heavier than my others, but I wanted to write something serious and heartfelt on my favorite couple from Naruto. u_u
Nevertheless, I'm sorry a lot for Shiho. It will be a worthy consolation. Regarding the type of Temari ... there is always a Sasuke or Itachi in each village. xD And Choji / Ayame is a lot of stuff.
xD Anyway, this is a story quite ShikaTema Applicant: disaffected young people beyond the clichés of love and eventually create their own prison. Good and evil ends. Let's say it ends it ends. Everyone is writing her happy or sad ending he wants. The mention
not really be fully elucidated KankuIno (yes, I stick with an air of snobbish blonde queen of the school could be Ino xD) is a tribute to A Beautiful Bore of Lily_90 and all shot as those Bambi88.
The songs that have inspired me among the many are mainly two: Gorecki Lamb and Falling Julee Cruise singing the theme from Twin Peaks. I love that show and I love that Audrey is so Temari, smart, cynical, disenchanted, bastard, funny and tender Audrey.
This banner explanation I found it by accident. Then I want to know the lovely person who created it! ♥
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
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Tuesday, June 22, 2010
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Monday, June 21, 2010
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Sunday, June 20, 2010
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Saturday, June 19, 2010
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Saturday, June 5, 2010
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[Naruto] Night, Kids, Frame ~ Shikamaru / Temari
Notes: fanfiction these three follow the prompts of a beginning of a week where every day you had to write in a different prompt. In total there were seven, but I managed to write only the first three days.
Title: Night
Fandom: Naruto
Characters: Shikamaru Nara, Temari
Pairing: Shikamaru / Temari
Link: EFP
Genre: Romance , Malinconico
Rating: Green
Word Count: ~ 800
Prompt: night (first day)
Temari screwing up his eyes in two very thin crescent moon and brought down side of his mouth, almost touching his chin. The repeated, every time I meet him, just how lazy and tardy, as he had to wait near a river. Shikamaru nodded indifferent and nodded his head to encourage it to follow him. Rubbing your feet on the gravel, resigned as a condemned man approaching the gallows. Shikamaru's gaze, however, never had life, had always been pale, cold and distant.
walked without saying anything to each other a few feet away. There was a deathly silence, sometimes broken by the intense yawning Shikamaru.
The sun with its light rays showed their frowns, their silences, the puffs, the bronchi, nervous fingers ticking on the package of cigarettes, his eyes impatient trying to Tsunade's office, revealed their reality, their relationship separate, fictitious work.
Then came the night. In those moments
Temari remained on the balcony of the inn where he was staying to see the empty streets of Konoha. Down the stairs with stealthy step of a cat, opened the fusuma surrounded and out from the darkness. The lights were lowered over the rooftops, suffused and dim, distant from each other like predators who seek to own their prey, always lonely, always lurking. If I looked up to heaven you will realize that they themselves were the prey and the night was the real predator, sovranzava them, they faded away, made them fireflies dying and dying with his oppressive darkness. Temari
wandered in the darkness and approached the river bottom and rocky. It was the only true place where a gleam of moonlight reflecting off the surface water. She listened to the lapping of the river, and then, like almost every night, he came. Shikamaru walked
prickly grass, sfrascando feet. Not could be seen, but received their attendance.
"I can not stay here in Konoha there are too many crickets," she explained with arguments.
"I overslept this afternoon," reported another.
"You always sleep too much."
Shikamaru snorted, and then sat down near the river bank.
She looked a goldfish, small and crooked, with iridescent scales, approaching the network left unconscious in the water by fishermen.
The darkness hid everything, and more than anything else the truth.
And they took advantage to relax the their faces and their eyes soften. To surprise the other with a slight and fleeting caress studied, motivated by a lie by the fact that they saw nothing and was unintentional. The night was the cradle of their secret, the hidden lair where they could not openly show their pride that he could find them. Temari
So he lay down on the grass and bent forward toward him. Shikamaru leaned his elbow, side, and looked at her - she could see her, but saw nothing. She did not notice his eyes, but he felt his breath along the front.
"Nara," he called for a trato. The wind broke him in surprise.
"What is it? "
" Because every night you're here? "
all started a few weeks earlier. They had met by chance one night near the river and had continued to come back, as if following a natural sort of tacit agreement and mutual. But neither of them had openly asked anything about it until then.
Shikamaru grabbed the hem of the sleeves of Temari between thumb and forefinger, without offset the dress, and rubbed it gently, like a caress to vent that he could not give. "Being close to the river is relaxing."
She nodded her head. It was an answer small, but it was enough. The truth would never come to light from either of them.
The night was a heavy veil covering reality, but could do with a simple light to reveal those awkward glances that were being sought with fervor, love those smiles that showed off two more when they were alone. Those same smile that had never had on him the light of the sun.
Title: Children
Fandom: Naruto
Characters: Shikamaru Nara, Temari
Pairing: Shikamaru / Temari
Link: EFP
Genre: Romance, Drama, Fluff
Rating: Green
Word Count: ~ 450
Prompt: Children (second day)
"We do not know how to do with the kids," Temari said with a solemn sigh. Shikamaru turned to her, arching an eyebrow. They were talking about wars that took place in the old historic village ninja, what enters the children now?
"Ah," he only said, turning to look at shogi with concentration.
"I realized it yesterday ..." Shikamaru told her as she moved her pawn of kin. "I was on my own, at one point when I see a child in the crowd who began to wail ..." The Nara
scratched his chin. "It's up to you," he said.
"I approach and ask, baby, what's wrong? Frigni Why? "
" Hey, Tem-"
" And he knows he is doing? She starts to cry even more, sharing the way I speak a little 'mandatory (you know, the tone I normally use, it's my tone!) For a lecture. It was so much frightened, ran away and told me that I'm a witch. "
the ninja ran a little laugh. "It 's true that children are wiser than adults."
"Shikamaru" Temari enunciated voice thin and sharp, warning him with a glance to be more serious when talking about such delicate matters .
"Well, I do not understand why you care so much," snapped the Nara, ticking on the board of shogi. Temari sighed and sat with folded arms.
"Next, it's your turn," recalled the Shikamaru.
The kunoichi, without even thinking about it, moved the first piece that came to hand, and the boy twisted his nose. He scratched behind his neck, a sign of discomfort.
"Listen ..." he said softly after a while ', "as it is called? Shohei? "
" Ninsei, "Temari replied.
"This is not why he never speaks to Ninsei, right?" Shikamaru asked dryly.
"He will not want to talk to me, if anything," says the blonde.
"Come on, are not I even managed to hate you ... "She smiled tenderly
. "Have you stopped smoking," he said. 'E' for weeks have not seen you smoke. "
" In reality when you're smoking, "he confessed Shikamaru.
"Yes, I know, I saw a pack of cigarettes inside his jacket. I tested to see if you're still sincere. "
Shikamaru frowned confused.
"Know that I will put to the test even on women, to see if you are faithful to me or not!" Admonished him Temari jokingly.
"I'm too lazy to betray you, even seeing you with that horrid belly," ridiculed the boy close to her to touch him. "You feel like calcium, is neurotic like you!"
Temari gave him a light blow on the forehead with his fingers and pretended to have hurt Shikamaru, collapsed on his stomach and holding out a girl's ear to hear the soft beat of a little heart.
"Hello, Shohei ..." he said tenderly. The ninja of Suna
smiled. "It's called Ninsei."
Title: Frame
Fandom: Naruto
Characters: Shikamaru Nara, Shikaku Nara, Temari
Pairing: Shikamaru / Temari
Link: EFP
Genre: Romance, Drama, Slice of Life
Rating: Green
Word Count: ~ 1000
Prompt: Frame (third day)
A saying goes that people who know us more than any other are the members of our family. Shikamaru thought right at that moment, frowned, grimaced, and took him to ponder a question that probably he was the exception that proves the rule.
This is because Shikaku hardly recognize his father, the stoic and serious Shikaku, the same who complained about his wife because when accompanied her to the shops remained stunned in front of two different brands undecided on what to take, if the most publicized and the most obvious ... In short, what Shikaku, who was staring at that time by more than half an hour the frames of a stall. "I need a frame for the new framework," said his son had just spotted. "You wait for me I do in a minute," had always said. One moment, the famous last words. What a crook, he thought Shikamaru. I had always been, but at least it was able to recognize it.
Shikaku reached out to take a frame and study it carefully. He smiled. And to answer his son smiled.
"That's nice," she urged Shikamaru.
"No," snapped sanctioned Shikaku, changing expression and putting the frame on the shelf. Shikamaru made another grimace.
"It 's the fifth time you take a frame and discards," she said nervously out to the father. Shikaku silenced him dry with a gesture, and surrounded himself with the same hand to his chin thoughtfully.
"This is a choice that you can only do once in a lifetime," he declared solemnly.
"You're comparing wedding you and mom to a frame?"
"Do not be stupid!" Uttered in a loud voice Shikaku. "The wives can change it as you wish. There are no receipts, instead. "
Shikamaru sighed in exasperation. "I'm going home alone."
"You can not, you have to give me advice," he ordered peremptorily his father, taking another frame. "What do you think of this?"
"I think it's the same as before and the one before that and even before that."
Shikaku sighed, laid his hand on the shoulder of his son and became seriously.
"Every frame has a different finish, distinctive character. For every picture it takes a frame studied, the ribs, "he explained sternly. "A frame is not suitable can depreciate the beauty of a picture, sometimes, indeed, it is the frame that catches the eye of a person and the door to observe the picture. "
He turned to the stand and weighed another frame. "Here, like this! And 'that fits! "Sanctioned satisfied.
"Yeah," Shikamaru passed without even watching it. "And now let's go."
Shikamaru, lying on the bed, swinging his leg over the edge, with his arms behind his head. She heard her mother say aloud that supper was ready, he got up and left the room. He crossed the hall and before it reached the stairs looked at the wall to his left, on which was hung the new picture that her parents had bought. The subject was a mermaid, her hair wavy and blue eyes large and bright, was sitting on a tree and played a bamboo flute. It was a dream framework and strong colors, as did her mother.
"It 's nice, no?" Someone uttered. Shikamaru turned and saw his father.
"Hmm ..."
"Only hmmm? E 'already quite a good minute that you're contemplating, "Shikaku said amused.
"Watching you other than to contemplate, Dad. "
" I know you, Shikamaru, and do not you ever look at anything for a long time ... "the father said. "It 's been through the frame."
son shrugged. "Maybe ... but now let's leave the picture, I'm hungry. "
" Guess what '? You're late! "Enunciated Temari with folded arms. "Why am I still coming to appointments on time? I should introduce myself after half an hour, so it would solve everything. "
Shikamaru threw his cigarette butt on the ground and extinguished it with the heel of the shoe. "I'm glad to see you ..."
"We have a stack of papers to take Tsunade, we have to move," reported the girl, giving the company a good part.
"These are the double of yours," remarked the Shikamaru a bit 'irritated.
"It 's the punishment for making me wait even today. Let's go. "
The boy snorted and followed her, taking care to where to go because of the sheets that obscure the view. He could not Starla pace, the blonde, that day, seemed particularly inclined to trot as fast as a soldier to arms. He wondered if it was a case, then consider that smelled rather than revenge.
"Hey," he finally called, sternly.
"What?" She asked, turning suddenly. That cut of eyes he had, facing up, was just as sharp his cowlick - the adjective fits well. Temari was unruly as a stray cat brought up by a family of chimpanzees, Shikamaru thought, just to emphasize the perfection of what was aggressive tomboy. Probably, in another place and another time, that his own thought he would at least made me smile, but her hair so ridiculously taken into account later reflections aroused anything but derisive in his own knowledge. Fixed
by it, he saw a frame of wheat-colored hair fits her personality, pungent, prickly, eccentric. The first time I knew her she was impressed by his strange hairstyle, which already presaged an intractable temper. The first impression of Shikamaru was not wrong. For him, what was misogynist, women were created to be annoying and those like her, than to ruin the life of a man, they could even remove it if they had lost my temper, pervaded by some strange and moody mood changes typical of them.
Over time, however, went further, finding a girl sometimes frightened at times sad and tragic victim of a childhood conflict, seeing as how his pompous attitude could actually hide a weakness than ever for pride, admitted to have.
And going even deeper, to examine well, crossing all barriers of prejudice, that afternoon, Shikamaru realized that the setting of wispy blond hair stood out abstruse subject is a charming, oval face, nose, and two minutes captivating green eyes. It was nice to stump breath.
He found himself unwittingly to smile.
'Well, you've got? "Temari asked, a bit' incredulos.
"How strange," said the boy, amazed and amused at the same time. "I think for the first time I understood the words of my father."
Notes: fanfiction these three follow the prompts of a beginning of a week where every day you had to write in a different prompt. In total there were seven, but I managed to write only the first three days.
Title: Night
Fandom: Naruto
Characters: Shikamaru Nara, Temari
Pairing: Shikamaru / Temari
Link: EFP
Genre: Romance , Malinconico
Rating: Green
Word Count: ~ 800
Prompt: night (first day)
Temari screwing up his eyes in two very thin crescent moon and brought down side of his mouth, almost touching his chin. The repeated, every time I meet him, just how lazy and tardy, as he had to wait near a river. Shikamaru nodded indifferent and nodded his head to encourage it to follow him. Rubbing your feet on the gravel, resigned as a condemned man approaching the gallows. Shikamaru's gaze, however, never had life, had always been pale, cold and distant.
walked without saying anything to each other a few feet away. There was a deathly silence, sometimes broken by the intense yawning Shikamaru.
The sun with its light rays showed their frowns, their silences, the puffs, the bronchi, nervous fingers ticking on the package of cigarettes, his eyes impatient trying to Tsunade's office, revealed their reality, their relationship separate, fictitious work.
Then came the night. In those moments
Temari remained on the balcony of the inn where he was staying to see the empty streets of Konoha. Down the stairs with stealthy step of a cat, opened the fusuma surrounded and out from the darkness. The lights were lowered over the rooftops, suffused and dim, distant from each other like predators who seek to own their prey, always lonely, always lurking. If I looked up to heaven you will realize that they themselves were the prey and the night was the real predator, sovranzava them, they faded away, made them fireflies dying and dying with his oppressive darkness. Temari
wandered in the darkness and approached the river bottom and rocky. It was the only true place where a gleam of moonlight reflecting off the surface water. She listened to the lapping of the river, and then, like almost every night, he came. Shikamaru walked
prickly grass, sfrascando feet. Not could be seen, but received their attendance.
"I can not stay here in Konoha there are too many crickets," she explained with arguments.
"I overslept this afternoon," reported another.
"You always sleep too much."
Shikamaru snorted, and then sat down near the river bank.
She looked a goldfish, small and crooked, with iridescent scales, approaching the network left unconscious in the water by fishermen.
The darkness hid everything, and more than anything else the truth.
And they took advantage to relax the their faces and their eyes soften. To surprise the other with a slight and fleeting caress studied, motivated by a lie by the fact that they saw nothing and was unintentional. The night was the cradle of their secret, the hidden lair where they could not openly show their pride that he could find them. Temari
So he lay down on the grass and bent forward toward him. Shikamaru leaned his elbow, side, and looked at her - she could see her, but saw nothing. She did not notice his eyes, but he felt his breath along the front.
"Nara," he called for a trato. The wind broke him in surprise.
"What is it? "
" Because every night you're here? "
all started a few weeks earlier. They had met by chance one night near the river and had continued to come back, as if following a natural sort of tacit agreement and mutual. But neither of them had openly asked anything about it until then.
Shikamaru grabbed the hem of the sleeves of Temari between thumb and forefinger, without offset the dress, and rubbed it gently, like a caress to vent that he could not give. "Being close to the river is relaxing."
She nodded her head. It was an answer small, but it was enough. The truth would never come to light from either of them.
The night was a heavy veil covering reality, but could do with a simple light to reveal those awkward glances that were being sought with fervor, love those smiles that showed off two more when they were alone. Those same smile that had never had on him the light of the sun.
Title: Children
Fandom: Naruto
Characters: Shikamaru Nara, Temari
Pairing: Shikamaru / Temari
Link: EFP
Genre: Romance, Drama, Fluff
Rating: Green
Word Count: ~ 450
Prompt: Children (second day)
"We do not know how to do with the kids," Temari said with a solemn sigh. Shikamaru turned to her, arching an eyebrow. They were talking about wars that took place in the old historic village ninja, what enters the children now?
"Ah," he only said, turning to look at shogi with concentration.
"I realized it yesterday ..." Shikamaru told her as she moved her pawn of kin. "I was on my own, at one point when I see a child in the crowd who began to wail ..." The Nara
scratched his chin. "It's up to you," he said.
"I approach and ask, baby, what's wrong? Frigni Why? "
" Hey, Tem-"
" And he knows he is doing? She starts to cry even more, sharing the way I speak a little 'mandatory (you know, the tone I normally use, it's my tone!) For a lecture. It was so much frightened, ran away and told me that I'm a witch. "
the ninja ran a little laugh. "It 's true that children are wiser than adults."
"Shikamaru" Temari enunciated voice thin and sharp, warning him with a glance to be more serious when talking about such delicate matters .
"Well, I do not understand why you care so much," snapped the Nara, ticking on the board of shogi. Temari sighed and sat with folded arms.
"Next, it's your turn," recalled the Shikamaru.
The kunoichi, without even thinking about it, moved the first piece that came to hand, and the boy twisted his nose. He scratched behind his neck, a sign of discomfort.
"Listen ..." he said softly after a while ', "as it is called? Shohei? "
" Ninsei, "Temari replied.
"This is not why he never speaks to Ninsei, right?" Shikamaru asked dryly.
"He will not want to talk to me, if anything," says the blonde.
"Come on, are not I even managed to hate you ... "She smiled tenderly
. "Have you stopped smoking," he said. 'E' for weeks have not seen you smoke. "
" In reality when you're smoking, "he confessed Shikamaru.
"Yes, I know, I saw a pack of cigarettes inside his jacket. I tested to see if you're still sincere. "
Shikamaru frowned confused.
"Know that I will put to the test even on women, to see if you are faithful to me or not!" Admonished him Temari jokingly.
"I'm too lazy to betray you, even seeing you with that horrid belly," ridiculed the boy close to her to touch him. "You feel like calcium, is neurotic like you!"
Temari gave him a light blow on the forehead with his fingers and pretended to have hurt Shikamaru, collapsed on his stomach and holding out a girl's ear to hear the soft beat of a little heart.
"Hello, Shohei ..." he said tenderly. The ninja of Suna
smiled. "It's called Ninsei."
Title: Frame
Fandom: Naruto
Characters: Shikamaru Nara, Shikaku Nara, Temari
Pairing: Shikamaru / Temari
Link: EFP
Genre: Romance, Drama, Slice of Life
Rating: Green
Word Count: ~ 1000
Prompt: Frame (third day)
A saying goes that people who know us more than any other are the members of our family. Shikamaru thought right at that moment, frowned, grimaced, and took him to ponder a question that probably he was the exception that proves the rule.
This is because Shikaku hardly recognize his father, the stoic and serious Shikaku, the same who complained about his wife because when accompanied her to the shops remained stunned in front of two different brands undecided on what to take, if the most publicized and the most obvious ... In short, what Shikaku, who was staring at that time by more than half an hour the frames of a stall. "I need a frame for the new framework," said his son had just spotted. "You wait for me I do in a minute," had always said. One moment, the famous last words. What a crook, he thought Shikamaru. I had always been, but at least it was able to recognize it.
Shikaku reached out to take a frame and study it carefully. He smiled. And to answer his son smiled.
"That's nice," she urged Shikamaru.
"No," snapped sanctioned Shikaku, changing expression and putting the frame on the shelf. Shikamaru made another grimace.
"It 's the fifth time you take a frame and discards," she said nervously out to the father. Shikaku silenced him dry with a gesture, and surrounded himself with the same hand to his chin thoughtfully.
"This is a choice that you can only do once in a lifetime," he declared solemnly.
"You're comparing wedding you and mom to a frame?"
"Do not be stupid!" Uttered in a loud voice Shikaku. "The wives can change it as you wish. There are no receipts, instead. "
Shikamaru sighed in exasperation. "I'm going home alone."
"You can not, you have to give me advice," he ordered peremptorily his father, taking another frame. "What do you think of this?"
"I think it's the same as before and the one before that and even before that."
Shikaku sighed, laid his hand on the shoulder of his son and became seriously.
"Every frame has a different finish, distinctive character. For every picture it takes a frame studied, the ribs, "he explained sternly. "A frame is not suitable can depreciate the beauty of a picture, sometimes, indeed, it is the frame that catches the eye of a person and the door to observe the picture. "
He turned to the stand and weighed another frame. "Here, like this! And 'that fits! "Sanctioned satisfied.
"Yeah," Shikamaru passed without even watching it. "And now let's go."
***
Shikamaru, lying on the bed, swinging his leg over the edge, with his arms behind his head. She heard her mother say aloud that supper was ready, he got up and left the room. He crossed the hall and before it reached the stairs looked at the wall to his left, on which was hung the new picture that her parents had bought. The subject was a mermaid, her hair wavy and blue eyes large and bright, was sitting on a tree and played a bamboo flute. It was a dream framework and strong colors, as did her mother.
"It 's nice, no?" Someone uttered. Shikamaru turned and saw his father.
"Hmm ..."
"Only hmmm? E 'already quite a good minute that you're contemplating, "Shikaku said amused.
"Watching you other than to contemplate, Dad. "
" I know you, Shikamaru, and do not you ever look at anything for a long time ... "the father said. "It 's been through the frame."
son shrugged. "Maybe ... but now let's leave the picture, I'm hungry. "
***
" Guess what '? You're late! "Enunciated Temari with folded arms. "Why am I still coming to appointments on time? I should introduce myself after half an hour, so it would solve everything. "
Shikamaru threw his cigarette butt on the ground and extinguished it with the heel of the shoe. "I'm glad to see you ..."
"We have a stack of papers to take Tsunade, we have to move," reported the girl, giving the company a good part.
"These are the double of yours," remarked the Shikamaru a bit 'irritated.
"It 's the punishment for making me wait even today. Let's go. "
The boy snorted and followed her, taking care to where to go because of the sheets that obscure the view. He could not Starla pace, the blonde, that day, seemed particularly inclined to trot as fast as a soldier to arms. He wondered if it was a case, then consider that smelled rather than revenge.
"Hey," he finally called, sternly.
"What?" She asked, turning suddenly. That cut of eyes he had, facing up, was just as sharp his cowlick - the adjective fits well. Temari was unruly as a stray cat brought up by a family of chimpanzees, Shikamaru thought, just to emphasize the perfection of what was aggressive tomboy. Probably, in another place and another time, that his own thought he would at least made me smile, but her hair so ridiculously taken into account later reflections aroused anything but derisive in his own knowledge. Fixed
by it, he saw a frame of wheat-colored hair fits her personality, pungent, prickly, eccentric. The first time I knew her she was impressed by his strange hairstyle, which already presaged an intractable temper. The first impression of Shikamaru was not wrong. For him, what was misogynist, women were created to be annoying and those like her, than to ruin the life of a man, they could even remove it if they had lost my temper, pervaded by some strange and moody mood changes typical of them.
Over time, however, went further, finding a girl sometimes frightened at times sad and tragic victim of a childhood conflict, seeing as how his pompous attitude could actually hide a weakness than ever for pride, admitted to have.
And going even deeper, to examine well, crossing all barriers of prejudice, that afternoon, Shikamaru realized that the setting of wispy blond hair stood out abstruse subject is a charming, oval face, nose, and two minutes captivating green eyes. It was nice to stump breath.
He found himself unwittingly to smile.
'Well, you've got? "Temari asked, a bit' incredulos.
"How strange," said the boy, amazed and amused at the same time. "I think for the first time I understood the words of my father."
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