ShikaTema

Author's Note

Hey readers

Just to let you know, this story is going to a set of 26 oneshots, based around the things Temari hates. I might have a few shorts in one chapter. It depends on my mood. This is SHIKATEMA. Also, the entries are going to be short; about a page or so long on word. I'll update when I have time, and this is not a big project, just something to write when all my other stories are being stubborn. Enjoy!

***Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or ShikaTema***

A: Alarm clocks

Temari hates alarm clocks.

Temari hates the way alarm clocks look, all shiny and colourful. Temari hates bright colours. They're so unnatural, clearly not produced by the earth. Temari thinks looking at her alarm clock is like looking at Ino. At a first glance, both look so pretty and new. But after scraping off layer after layer, scraping off makeup and jewelry and accessories, both are reduced to nothing. Both are simple and if you try long enough, it's pretty easy to figure out how they tick.

Temari hates the way alarm clocks smell; cheap. Being the Kazekage's sister and a Jounin herself, Temari feels she should have enough money to buy herself an alarm clock that doesn't smell cheap. Alas, she has yet to find one. This irks her the most because she can do anything about this smelly dilemma. She feels helpless. And Temari hates feeling helpless.

Temari hates the way alarm clocks feel, greasy and slimy. Touching an alarm clock reminds her of touching her hair back in the day, greasy and slimy. Temari was never much of a Barbie girl as a child. However, now Temari is pleased to say her hair does NOT feel like an alarm clock. Thank Kami.

Temari hates the way alarm clocks taste. No, she has never actually tasted one. Even Temari is to chicken to lather her tongue over an inanimate object that she, to be frank, hates. But Temari is a smart girl. She assumes that something that looks so horrible, smells so horrible and feels so horrible can't in any possible way taste good. However, it irks to not to know for sure.

Temari hates the way alarm clocks sound. Honestly, doesn't everybody? The shrill scream it makes when it hits a certain time is aggravating enough to wake the dead. What does it want, a prize? Really now. And if all that wasn't enough, Temari hates the incessant tick it makes every second. Forget getting up on time; how was she ever going to get to SLEEP!

Temari hates alarm clocks. Funny enough, she knows someone who detests them more. Shikamaru Nara, her favourite (only) guide. The legendary laze would most probably be asleep right now. Not fair, so not fair. Temari smirks. She only smirks when she has an evil idea.

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Moments later Temari stood in the middle of the young Nara's room, with Shikamaru himself snoring quite loudly. It was pretty easy to get in. SHE WAS A FRIGIN JOUNIN FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! Oh, and Shikamaru was much too lazy to set up any traps.

Temari quickly set up her alarm clock and placed it beside Shikamaru's head.

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She stepped back and settled comfortably on the floor.

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Shikamaru shifted slightly in his sleep.

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Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH" Screamed Shikamaru as Temari laughed vibrantly.

That night Temari decided she doesn't hate alarm clocks that much.

The End

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