Shikamaru sighs as he looks around, finding all this a bit unnecessary. Why on earth where they bothering to throw him a birthday party? He would have been perfectly happy watching the clouds with Choji and Temari rather then dealing with everyone and everything going on. And why had his mother invited the whole damn school? It certainly didn't ( Read more... )

The Nara sighs as he comes out of the bookstore, looking at the titles in his arms. Stupid summer reading. He loved reading, but not when it was forced upon you. Besides, it's not like the teachers ever assigned anything truly interesting to read over the summer, it was always the same tried and true, boring-as-hell books. Man... if only there was ( Read more... )

It had been a while since Shikamaru had enjoyed an afternoon this nice. He had gone over a bunch of old Shogi games, hence the board laying beside his head and opened book entitled "Master Shogi Matches". He was laying on a grassy hill not far from the school. It was a Saturday, so no classes, but his mother had been driving him insane so he had ( Read more... )

Shikamaru. Was. So. Freaking. Pissed. Here he was, wasting the saturday before the dance at the mall, looking for an outfit to wear. Plus his mother had put him under orders to find something nice for Temari as well. "Since that poor girl's going to have to put up with you all night," said his mother. "The least you can do is buy her something good ( Read more... )

What. A. Drag. Why the hell had his mother forced him into this goddamned school? He hadn't been THAT bad at his old school had he? I mean really.... Oh well. Shikamaru supposed things could have been worse, something like military school or something. Still, having to figure out a new classroom and locker numbering system was such a drag.... he'd ( Read more... )