Hey there. This is my first Naruto fanfic, so be nice! I usually don't post
any fics on here, but I'm bored. Yes, this will be a Shikamaru/Ino pairing.
Disclaimer: Don't own anything.
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Shikamaru sighed as he looked up at the clouds. It was September 22nd. Ino's birthday party was tomorrow and he wanted to do something nice for her. Should he bring her flowers? No, her parents owned a flower shop, he would probably wind up seeing her as he went to buy them.....
What did it matter, anyways? Ino never would like him. She barely paid attention to him; she was always drooling over Sasuke. Damn that Sasuke. He had so many fan girls clinging to him at all times.
"What does he have that I don't?! Why do the girls like him so much?!" Shikamaru demanded of himself. Silence followed as he realized the stupidity of what he just said. Sasuke had it all; he was a great ninja, had great looks, and the cold mysterious attitude that girls swooned over.
Shika sighed again and looked down at himself. He knew what he looked like. Small eyes, a slightly down turned mouth, and stiff brown hair that he pulled into a ponytail every morning. He was the first to admit that he wasn't the most attractive guy in the village, but he wasn't ugly either. Chouji had once said that with his spiky hair, Shikamaru's head looked much like a pineapple. That did NOT help his self-esteem.
The only thing he had over Sasuke was is incredibly high IQ. He was a brilliant strategist; one thing Ino liked about him. There was not a problem he couldn't solve.
Except this one... . .
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Ino smiled to herself as she pulled her hair up into a ponytail. It finally was starting to grow back. Things were going her way, her hair looked great again (not that it didn't before), her birthday was tomorrow, and... dun dun DUN... Sasuke would be there!
Ah yes, Sasuke. Her heart fluttered at the thought of her love. So cool, so perfect, so HOT! She giggled as she fantasized. . . .
Sasuke stood before her, love in his eyes. The crowd at her party watched them in awe. Sakura was glaring in pure envy. Ino smirked back at her. Everything was perfect; Sasuke had just admitted his undying love to her and they were now so close. Sasuke's strong arms encircling her waist as she gazed up into those obsidian eyes so filled with love . . .
She snapped out of her daydream as her mother knocked on her door. "Ino, honey, can you go to the market for me? We need to go shopping and I'm busy right now"
"Yes, kasaan." Ino replied, slightly irked about her fantasy being interrupted.
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'Hmmm... what should I get Ino for her birthday..?' Shikamaru wondered to himself as he strolled along through the market. He passed various stalls selling trinkets, but nothing caught his attention. He wanted the perfect gift. A gift so great that Ino would forget about Sasuke for a while and pay attention to him.
Feh. Like that would ever happen.
"Hey, Shikamaru!"
Shika froze in his tracks. He knew that voice. It was the same voice that bossed him around on missions, the same voice that would praise him for his battle plans, the same voice that told him all its problems. . . .
Ino.
~End Chapter one!~
So, what do you think? Please don't flame, I hate beginnings. It will probably get a lot funnier as time goes on. R&R!
Disclaimer: Don't own anything.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Shikamaru sighed as he looked up at the clouds. It was September 22nd. Ino's birthday party was tomorrow and he wanted to do something nice for her. Should he bring her flowers? No, her parents owned a flower shop, he would probably wind up seeing her as he went to buy them.....
What did it matter, anyways? Ino never would like him. She barely paid attention to him; she was always drooling over Sasuke. Damn that Sasuke. He had so many fan girls clinging to him at all times.
"What does he have that I don't?! Why do the girls like him so much?!" Shikamaru demanded of himself. Silence followed as he realized the stupidity of what he just said. Sasuke had it all; he was a great ninja, had great looks, and the cold mysterious attitude that girls swooned over.
Shika sighed again and looked down at himself. He knew what he looked like. Small eyes, a slightly down turned mouth, and stiff brown hair that he pulled into a ponytail every morning. He was the first to admit that he wasn't the most attractive guy in the village, but he wasn't ugly either. Chouji had once said that with his spiky hair, Shikamaru's head looked much like a pineapple. That did NOT help his self-esteem.
The only thing he had over Sasuke was is incredibly high IQ. He was a brilliant strategist; one thing Ino liked about him. There was not a problem he couldn't solve.
Except this one... . .
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Ino smiled to herself as she pulled her hair up into a ponytail. It finally was starting to grow back. Things were going her way, her hair looked great again (not that it didn't before), her birthday was tomorrow, and... dun dun DUN... Sasuke would be there!
Ah yes, Sasuke. Her heart fluttered at the thought of her love. So cool, so perfect, so HOT! She giggled as she fantasized. . . .
Sasuke stood before her, love in his eyes. The crowd at her party watched them in awe. Sakura was glaring in pure envy. Ino smirked back at her. Everything was perfect; Sasuke had just admitted his undying love to her and they were now so close. Sasuke's strong arms encircling her waist as she gazed up into those obsidian eyes so filled with love . . .
She snapped out of her daydream as her mother knocked on her door. "Ino, honey, can you go to the market for me? We need to go shopping and I'm busy right now"
"Yes, kasaan." Ino replied, slightly irked about her fantasy being interrupted.
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'Hmmm... what should I get Ino for her birthday..?' Shikamaru wondered to himself as he strolled along through the market. He passed various stalls selling trinkets, but nothing caught his attention. He wanted the perfect gift. A gift so great that Ino would forget about Sasuke for a while and pay attention to him.
Feh. Like that would ever happen.
"Hey, Shikamaru!"
Shika froze in his tracks. He knew that voice. It was the same voice that bossed him around on missions, the same voice that would praise him for his battle plans, the same voice that told him all its problems. . . .
Ino.
~End Chapter one!~
So, what do you think? Please don't flame, I hate beginnings. It will probably get a lot funnier as time goes on. R&R!