Title: Sweet Release

Summary: After him, no other man could satisfy the hunger the dark man left his lovers with. They called him Casanova. ShikaTema

Author: Bibliophile Nincompoop

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"Take love, multiply it by infinity and take it to the depths of forever.. and you still have only a glimpse of how I feel for you."

~Meet Joe Black

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Before I begin this chapter, I just wanted to thank my more active reviewers (more than two or three). The ones who actually bothered in telling me how they feel about my story and encouraged me to continue. I have tons and tons of alerts on this story, but only a handful of reviewers it's quite sad.

This is in alphabetical order.

Jocular Monoceros

MissBrown22241

NummyCuppyCake

Sand-Jounin-Temari

SunaPrincess7

Willow (thanks for that quote too, I love Moulin Rouge)

Chapter 11: Our Troublesome Happily Ever After

"Whaaa!!!!!" Came the baby wails from the other room. It was 3:45. And for parents who get four to five hours of broken and groggy sleep, this was too late or too early.

Temari punched her husband awake, yawning a mumbled. "Your son wants you."

"He's only my son from noon to seven." Shikamaru grumbled snuggling closer to his wife.

"Go get him before he wakes up his sist..."

"Mommy! Daddy!" Came a little girls voice crying from the opposite side of the hallway. Both parents groaned, smacking a hand on their foreheads.

Shikamaru jumped out of the bed, "I get Shikari."

Temari bolted from the bed trying, but failing, to beat her husband for the door, "No fair! She goes to sleep quicker!"

"Daughter like father."

"I'm not having sex with you anymore." The blonde growled, walking over to her son's room. "You give me evil children."

The flaxen haired man stopped dead in his tracks. Sex or dirty diapers? He looked over to his wife opening the door who shot back into the hallway moaning from the disgusting smell, "Honey I hope you enjoy celibacy."

She flipped him the bird, and bravely walked back into the bio hazardous room. He chuckled and walked into his two-year old daughter's room. It was painted a royal purple, and her mother had no decision in the color either. Her favorite colors just happened to be her mommy's and daddy's favorite colors.

"Daddy." Shikari reached up for her father, wanting to be picked up.

Shikamaru sighed, "Honey can I lay down. Mommy is going to be angry at me because I made her go change Shikano's diaper."

"Bad daddy." The blonde girl scowled at him, her dark brown eyes narrowing at him critically. She was too damn smart for her own age, even her speech couldn't catch up with her brain. But she scooted over on her twin sized bed. "Lay."

The man laid beside his little girl holding her gently in his arms, his body hanging off the side of the green and purple comforter. Her room looked like Barney barfed all over it, oh and how that great big dinosaur haunted his dreams. It was even worse when he was having a ummm 'private' dream about his wife and the fruity t-rex would barge into the room telling him that he should play safe and wear a helmet. He couldn't touch Temari for weeks. Okay more like days. Or hours...

"Wuv you daddy." Shikamaru looked down at his already sleeping daughter, she was the apple of his eye. What was with these women? They had him wrapped around their little finger, and he couldn't stop them, even he wanted too. Which he really didn't.

"Love you too my little troublesome monster." He kissed her tiny forehead and turned on the small frog nightlight, her uncle Naruto bought her. Thinking of uncles Shikamaru grabbed the old teddy bear that had fallen on the ground and put it back in his girl's arms. That's why she woke up. She could sleep through a war, but if uncle Gaara's teddy bear wasn't in her arms then all hell broke loose.

He walked back to the back bedroom, and peeked inside. Temari had Shikano carefully in her arms, who was feeding from her right breast. Though he was drifting of to sleep. To be honest at first Shikamaru was jealous of his little boy, Temari wouldn't let him touch her for the longest time, that's how Shikano got his name 'Shika no'. Though pronounced more smoothly.

But it wasn't always as hectic as it is now. When they first got married, they had a firm schedule. Wake up, eat breakfast, go to work, come home, eat dinner, have sex, and go to sleep. Those were the good old days. But after a while they were suspicious why no little 'miracles' were showing up. When Tsunade had told Temari that she couldn't have kids, that was the worst part of their marriage. Temari had locked herself in the bedroom for months, the only way she was surviving was that he forced her to eat. It hurt Shikamaru more than words could possibly describe, seeing her in so much pain and not being able to help her... It just about killed him. Then one day out of the blue she came hopping down the stairs as cheerful as a peach.

A year later they found out they were pregnant. Tsunade warned Temari that she would most likely die from it, there was only a five percent chance of survival. Shikamaru begged her to reconsider, but she smacked him straight across the face, and told him that she'd never kill their baby just so she could live. And she'd always tell him, 'Hey if I can survive through all the shit the world's dished out to me, pushing a watermelon sized kid through my vag will be a piece of cake.' And it was. Temari was in labor for nearly three hours before Shikari came into the world, she didn't cry at all. Not a single bit of difficulty. Thinking back on it, he can't believe he wanted to get rid of Shikari. That most precious beautiful troublesome little girl, life without her now seems impossible.

But Shikano on the other hand, had Temari in the hospital for months after he was born. Shikamaru was pushed out of the delievery room, and all he could hear was her screams of pain and the doctor's yelling 'she's hemoraging' 'we can't stop the bleeding'. But that troublesome woman wouldn't go without a fight, and like most fights she won.

In an instant he felt her weary eyes on him, and he found himself lost in her gaze as he often did.

"Come kiss him goodnight." She whispered to her husband.

He smirked deviously, "I will if I get to do what he was doing."

"We are both to fuc" Temari stopped herself, she had to curb her mouth after an instant with Shikari last week and the accursed f-bomb. "fudging tired to do anything."

Shikamaru grabbed his son, he was definitely going to be a lady killer and he would hate it. He had the same dark raven locks as his father, but had the brilliant sea washed eyes like his mother. Shikari didn't like the fact he had them either, since green was one of her favorite colors. Shikamaru laid him down in the large white crib, kissing him on the forehead just as he had with his daughter. It made him chuckle, he was once called Casanova by those in this village. Called by many names by his wife ranging from rat bastard to darling, and daddy by his children. Daddy and rat bastard were fine by him any day.

"Carry me to bed dear." His wife called out. She still radiated with a motherly glow, her body had become more curvy with carrying his children but all in the right areas. She never looked so beautiful. "You know I love it when you smile like that at me."

"Huh?"

She smiled that dazzling smile that made his heart shoot around in his ribcage, "That smile, it makes me feel like you love me the same as you did five years ago when we said 'I do'."

He shook his head, "Not true."

"Oh really." She stood up placing her hand on her hips, glaring at him. But still keeping her voice down so as to not wake the baby. "Well tell me then. I give you two beautiful children, a nice clean home, three meals a day. I still work, and with our rugrats it seems like three jobs. Tell me how how you don't love me as much."

"I love you more and more each day."

Temari scoffed, but a small smile crept on her face, "Troublesome man."

"That's my word, troublesome..." He stuck his hands in the pockets of his flannel pj bottoms, but took them out and stuck them out to her. "Do you want me to carry you or not?"

She giggled and jumped into his arms, and they went back into the room kissing each other sleepily. Temari buried herself into his chest wrapping a leg over his hip, and he just held her tight as he did every night. "I love you."

"Love you to honey."

With that they fell asleep, until 4:36.

"Whaaaa!!!!"

"Shikamaru..." Temari whined.

He smashed a pillow over his head, "He's not mine."

And they lived happily ever after... for the most part. Troublesome.

The End.

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Well I know you guys were are wanting more, and I don't know at this point. Maybe there'll be a sequel maybe not. I have been without the internet for nearly a week, it's been horrible. I had originally wrote this chapter completely different. I had it spaced out with chunks of their life, but I was babysitting a three and four year old Thursday morning and so I rewrote it, thank goodness I got back the internet.

Makes me so sad that this is ending. :'(

But those readers who haven't realized about my other ShikaTema story, go check it out. It still has a couple good more chapters left in it. A Thousand Year War.