Ah, my grace for thirty kisses participations has reached my favorite couple too...ShikaTema...
YEP! I am! I am! I am writting 30kisses for ShikaTema! For all my ShikaTema friends out there, and mostly, for my lovely, lovely Rama-chan on dA! I'll put a link on my profile page to her account on dA, so that you will be able to see her HUGE contribution to the fanart base of the couple. She's a major ShikaTema fan!
On with runting again... Sorry, I'm just a little bit MORE happy than usual...
Oh, and a little bit of note, the Kazekage is still Gaara's father...Yeah, I couldn't make Gaara the Kazekage, I need him for the plot! XD
Shikamaru and Temari belong to each other and both (c) Masashi Kishimoto
Theme: #19 Red
Title: Ribbon
When the Kazekage had told them that they were going to go to the Konohagakure village for holidays, Temari hadn't liked it at all. She had complained and insisted on at least her staying at Suna, but ehr father just wouldn't listen. He had charged her with taking care of Kankurou and Gaara, as always, and he had also secretly told them, her siblings, to watch over her constantly, because her attitude scared the hell out of most people. And the Third didn't want to have arguments with the infamous Leaf Kage Tsunade.
So now, Kankurou and Gaara were on charge, and Temari with ehr great insight was suffocating under their close watching that didn't leave her space for anything. They were following her all the time whwrever she went, and the only time she could find herself alone was whenever she wanted to take a bath, or had to use the toilet. She was suffocating in this situation and felt it wrapping tighter and tighter around her like a stupid corset; it had started to get on her nerves. She couldn't take a step and the next moment, either Kankurou or Gaara would be behind her, watching her. Wasn't SHE supposed to watch over THEM after all?
Of course she understood that this was all her father's fault and that they were only following orders, yet she wanted to punch them. They were watching her, supposedly unnoticed. But Temari could see them, and the fact that they were meaninglessly trying to hide themselves made her even more mad.
Luckily this night was cool enough to let her think clearly, not like the hot nights at Suna; back then all she could think of was the unbearable heat.
As she watched the stars and the moon travelling on the sky from the opened window, an idea came to her. The sky was clear in Konoha, but there were some small clouds as well. She wanted to see them. She wanted to daydream free, even if it was night now, without her brothers dragged behind her.
And so she stood up, trying to not make a single sound and got dressed, leaving her fan next to her futon. She casted a last look upon Gaara's and Kankurou's sleeping figures as she was sliding the shoji door, then left.
Once she was out at the cooling breeze, she immediately lifted her gaze to the starry blanket over her. It was a magnificent image. The moon was shinning bright, the stars were all around, wherever she turned her head, and in all the fuzzy mess upon her, the clouds were completing the image, either hiding or revealing parts of the moon and the stars.
As she was walking in the silent streets, Temari noticed that her feet had taken her to the entrance of the village, or, now for her, the exit. And the guards had fallen asleep.
"Some security they've got..." she thought to herself. And then decided to take a little stroll outside the Leaf village, in the forest.
"Where do you think you're going that late?"
Sudden;y, a familiar voice stroked her ears. A very familiar voice.
She turned, a big grin on her lips, and faced Nara Shikamaru, who had found her just at the moment she was about to exit.
"Hey mr.Crybaby. How's it that you are out so late...And not sleeping?" She asked, smiling.
"I was at the Hokage's office...That damn granny is working me to the bone to get the applications for the Chuunin exams ready until this weekend!" Shikamaru asnwered, as always with a bored look on his face. "Mendokuse..."
"Ah...Same old days, darou? You haven't changed."
"I can't tell the same for you, though...You've become fatal."
Temari blinked, not knowing if she had to feel flattered or offended.
"To what point, exactly?" she asked indifferently, clearing her throat.
"Dangerously beautiful." His immediate honesty stunned her. He looked at her and smiled, he knew he had achieved his goal of surprising her. "Sooo...Wanna go for a stroll in the woods?"
"Ain't ya Lazybutt sleepy?" Temari asked back, waking up.
"Not anymore."
"I see...Well then, since you actually bothered to ask, I guess I'll just say yes."
"Great." Shikamaru smirked, and caught her elbow. He walked outside of the gate and avoided the main road, walking on a leaf-covered path, which seemed to lead somewhere beyond the village. Temari looked around her fascinated as the scenery changed again and again, and what was magnificent every time, the sky above her. It never changed, only the clouds were getting thicker and thicker as they walked on. She wanted to take this image in her head, and keep it there, forever, she had to.
"We're here." Shikamaru suddenly said.
Temari looked down in front of her.
"Here where?" she wondered. "In the middle of nowhere, maybe. And.." she mouthed out.
"Not here silly. On the other bank."
Temari blinked and chuckled, then looked ahead. There was a small river in their way, with a log uniting the gap between the two banks, creating a small bridge.
Shikamaru let go of her elbow and shoved his hands into his pockets, then climbed on the log and went forward. He passed onto the other bank.
"Yo! C'm on! It's nothing to be afriad of. The log won't eat you, you know!"
"Urusai, Lazybutt. Who do you think you're talking to?" Temari yelled at him. He knew just how toitch her and take her to the edge until she exploaded.
"Oh, whatever. Want any help?"
"Shut up, stupid. I can make it on my own!"
"Sure, sure, whatever you say..." He said indifferently, sitting down on the grass.
He had passed on first, so he was playing genious now.
"Not that he;s not a genious, but anyway..." Temari thought to herself. She climbed up on the log too; the moment she stepped foot on it, an evening breeze came to meet her. He lifted his gaze as she was walking on the lone piece of wood, and looked at the image in front of his eyes as if he were stunned. Her figure was moving on the log and the breeze made her red obi dance around her gracefully, like she was a goddess. He was constantly looking up and down at her, as if he couldn't believe what he was offered to see.
He didn't realise he was staring at her, but Temari did. She passed on the bank and stood, folding her arms.
"What're you gazing at?" Her brows furrowed. She had just thown him out of his sleep.
"Y-You've got wonderful eyes..." he muttered, barely coherent.
"My eyes are up here, genious." Temari smirked, then leaned down and sat beside him.
He shook his head to clear his thoughts, and she smiled.
"What now?" Shikamaru asked, a troubled look on his face.
"Koko ni...Rai wa sugoi, desu. How did you know I'd like them?"
"Ain't I the genious?" he asked back with a playful smirk.
"Riiiight..." Temari let out and the lied down next to him, with her hands under her head. "Dammit, this knot..." she murmured and utied her red ribbon, leaving it to her side.
"Something wrong?" Shikamaru asked, chewing a little piece of grass, also with his hands under his head and having his eyes closed.
"That's the only reason I hate my obi...I cannot lay down like normal people when I;ve got this damn ribbon on me, so I took it off." Temari answered. She felt better now, much better without it.
"You did what?!" Shikamaru asked, eyes shot wide open and he sat up, surprised.
"I took off my obi!" she said, sitting up too. She followed his eyes on her, though, and understood why he was so shocked. "Hm. Baaka!" she said, pointing out her forefinger to his forehead. "Typical man. Don't worry so much my dear, my kimono is a battle outfit. The ribbon is not the only thing keeping it to its place!" she said smirking and he chuckled annoyed.
Temari raised an eyebrow.
"What now? I offended you? Or maybe..." she said with a playfully mocking tone in her voice.
Shikamaru made a sound with his lips and lied back down on the ground. So troublesome! The girl was driving him nut! He didn't know why he invited her to come with him in the first place; all he wanted was a peaceful walk at the woods with the clouds above his head and...
Or did he not? Because alright, the girl DID have some potential. She was a pure beauty, despite her tanned skin and unlike all the pale chicks that lived in Konoha, she was smart enough to match his speed of comprehention. Okay, she was a little tomboyish and badass, but he...He did like this attitude of hers. He did like her, really like her. Unlike the other stupid girls of Konoha, like Ino, who were starving themselves just because they thought they'd get their perfect guy, she wasn't skinny. She did have her curves and what attracted him the most was her troubleness.
Yes, her troubleness, that "I can do it on my own" attitude, the way she would walk around with that boasting smile of hers, that grin, the way she would swing her fan around and then hit the ones that irritated her, and that black kimono of hers...The red obi, contrasting her tanned skin, the black cloth covering it, making her eyes shine, bluer and bluer every time.
Those eyes that made him stare.
And he was staring now too. Without realising it, he was staring at her again. She was sitting with her knees clutched to her chest, her elbows on the knees,, her face in her hands and the eyes, those eye, turned to the sky, reflecting the stars.
And suddenly she turned to him, seing that again he was gazing at her. He was laying on the grass and still looking at her, his eyes standing on her eyelashes and her lips. Of course, she couldn't tell where he was centering, and so it seemed to her like he was pointedly looking straight to her face. This dragged her attention and she lied back down on the grass, indifferently looking up to the moon and the clouds.
"Do you think it's gonna rain?" she asked, trying to open a conversation.
"Yes...But not in a short time." he replied.
Was he a little closer now, or it was her idea?
"Oh well, we gotta head back to your village anyway.." Temari said, and attempted to get up. But she was stopped by his left hand and his voice, suddenly right next to her ear.
"You're going nowhere, wind mistress." he said, his breath caressing the back of her neck and her earlobe. Surprised, Temari turned to face him and suddenly, his lips were covering hers.
And for all the money of the world, she didn't want to let go! She felt like she had been waiting justfor that, as if she was expecting it from the moment he had dragged her along. And now she was responding with all her will. Maybe she was surprising to him, in fact she had surprised herself, but she didn't care. It felt to her, and maybe to him too, since he started, that all that mattered was to be there in his arms, next to him, her lips united with his, and not wanting to let go.
And the always lazy genious that avoided traps and daily dangers like it was nothing had just found himself locked in a game where he was losing control. Control over his own boydy and mind. And to be honest to himself, he really was losing control every time she was around.
Maybe this was the time he would have to learn how to get a hold of himself.
An awful ending, I know. You'd like it to have more, right? Suddenly, I'm not in the mood for writting ShikaTema, which is a funny and playful couple, but SasuSaku, which is drama/angst/romance, mostly my kind of writting. Because of my mood. Dunno. Just HAD to upload it because I have exceeded my deadline for over a month now, and since this is the first kiss, someone other could have claimed the couple and the administrators of the LJ community would have all rights to take it from me.