A/N: Ahh, I just can't help it! I love to start new stories!


Nine Long Months

A Temari-Shikamaru Story

Prologue

Temari sat huddled in the corner of her bathroom in the fetal position, ironically enough. Her day planner was open beside her, a day some two weeks ago circled in red. A little white stick with a purple cap over on end was propped up on the counter where she could see it.

Fears: confirmed.