Daffodil:

Regard, Uncertainty, Respect

Shikamaru didn’t know why, but she wouldn’t get off his mind. He didn’t know why, either. She was such a bossy, demanding, troublesome woman... so much like his mom!

But her image wouldn’t leave him alone. He took refuge in his Chuunin duties, keeping too busy to see her. She was strong enought to take care of herself, anyway.

Yet he couldn’t ever remember feeling so… vulnerable!

As he slammed his bedroom window shut, he caught sight of a single daffodil rising out of the earth in the familial deer pens. “Now I’ll have to weed the pen tomorrow... so troublesome.”

Even in sleep, she followed him.

This is a series of drabbles, centering around ShikaIno. I just got inspiration, even though I like ShikaTem more. Ah, well. Part Two will be up later tonight.

Luv, SoraAzami