It's an Art
Title: It's an Art
Characters: Nara Shikamaru and Temari
Rating: PG
Word Count: 342
A/N: I haven't previously written a Naruto fan fiction before, and ShikaMari is one of my favorite Naruto pairings. So why not give it a shot, ya know?
The evening was getting nearer as the sun began to sink into the horizon. It was a little past 6 and nearly time for dinner, but two shinobi decided to spend just a bit more time together before they had to part ways.
"Why must you spend all your time on this hill looking up at the stupid clouds?" She questioned him once again. Her first attempt had been lazily ignored. They were lying on the hill Shikamaru was all too familiar with, Temari on her stomach, Shikamaru on his back, puffing on a cigarette. After spending nearly everyday here, the shape of his body was somewhat embedded on the grassy field. She raised her head, giving her partner somewhat of a glare.
"Do you even know how to relax? You're not even looking up at the clouds." He took the cigarette between his index and middle finger. Taking a puff, and then removing it from between his lips, he pointed to the sky. "You see that one over there? It reminds me of you."
"What are you talking..." She said, turning her head around and looking in the direction of his finger. And there it was. A cloud with four protrusions looking extremely similar to her hairstyle. She quickly began scanning the sky for one similar to Shikamaru, but remained unsuccessful.
"It's an art, you know," he must have figured out what she was up to, "you can't make the clouds into what you want them to be. They find you, if that makes sense."
"You sure about that?" An idea must have struck because no sooner that he could blink, she was up on her feet, fan out, ready. She winded back and shot out a current of air towards the sky. Just then, the clouds began twisting and turning until a figure which looked like a foamy white Shikamaru clone began walking along the sky.
"Impressive." He said, closing his eyes and taking another puff of his cigarette.
"You know, you're really boring." She let out a sigh, dropping to the ground in defeat.
"I know..."
x-posted: chuunin, shika_temari, shikalove
Characters: Nara Shikamaru and Temari
Rating: PG
Word Count: 342
A/N: I haven't previously written a Naruto fan fiction before, and ShikaMari is one of my favorite Naruto pairings. So why not give it a shot, ya know?
The evening was getting nearer as the sun began to sink into the horizon. It was a little past 6 and nearly time for dinner, but two shinobi decided to spend just a bit more time together before they had to part ways.
"Why must you spend all your time on this hill looking up at the stupid clouds?" She questioned him once again. Her first attempt had been lazily ignored. They were lying on the hill Shikamaru was all too familiar with, Temari on her stomach, Shikamaru on his back, puffing on a cigarette. After spending nearly everyday here, the shape of his body was somewhat embedded on the grassy field. She raised her head, giving her partner somewhat of a glare.
"Do you even know how to relax? You're not even looking up at the clouds." He took the cigarette between his index and middle finger. Taking a puff, and then removing it from between his lips, he pointed to the sky. "You see that one over there? It reminds me of you."
"What are you talking..." She said, turning her head around and looking in the direction of his finger. And there it was. A cloud with four protrusions looking extremely similar to her hairstyle. She quickly began scanning the sky for one similar to Shikamaru, but remained unsuccessful.
"It's an art, you know," he must have figured out what she was up to, "you can't make the clouds into what you want them to be. They find you, if that makes sense."
"You sure about that?" An idea must have struck because no sooner that he could blink, she was up on her feet, fan out, ready. She winded back and shot out a current of air towards the sky. Just then, the clouds began twisting and turning until a figure which looked like a foamy white Shikamaru clone began walking along the sky.
"Impressive." He said, closing his eyes and taking another puff of his cigarette.
"You know, you're really boring." She let out a sigh, dropping to the ground in defeat.
"I know..."
x-posted: chuunin, shika_temari, shikalove