Something Like That . . .

Part I

"How it began"

Shikamaru shook his head. "Pardon?"

"You're the only other person who can memorize the lines in time," Chouji said, "The play is going to be awful if I have to do it, I cant remember anything, and Shino is out of it, there's no way he can play the lead!"

Shikamaru shook his head. It was too bad Naruto was off training with that perverted sennin, he'd probably have jumped for the opportunity to be the center of attention.

Shikarmaru on the other hand . . . just folded his arms and said "It's too troublesome."

"What was that?" Ino, the mastermind behind this insane play demanded. "Are you dooming my artistic dream?"

"Your dream is more like a nightmare. I'm not getting out there and spouting lines in front of a troublesome audience so I can pretend I'm some troublesome stalker trying to get with some troublesome rich girl." Shikamaru said. "I'm the stage hand; I just open and close the curtains."

"You're not doing that either, you were napping." Chouji pointed out.

"Playing with curtains is troublesome." Shikamaru said.

"Yeah well while you were asleep Shino finally got here and he's down with a cold, or whatever it is that living bee hives catch, he cant play the lead and the first scene is about to start!"

"Let Chouji here do it, he can wing it all he's good like that." Shikamaru said, patting his best friend on the shoulder.

"Nobody wants to see me up there!" Chouji cried.

"C'mon Shikamaru, don't you know who's playing the leading lady?"

"Sakura. I didn't sleep through all of your rehearsals." Shikamaru pointed out.

"Yeah well billboard brow can't make it she's made up some lame excuse, pneumonia or something. Our new leading lady, the girl you'll be kissing, is Temari."

Shikamaru stared at Ino for a moment, when she didn't seem like she would say any more he said ". . . so?"

"So?"

"So what . . ."

"So what? You two are so . . . friendly, don't you like her?" Ino demanded.

"No." Shikamaru said frankly.

"Oh fuck me!" Ino cried.

"I don't want to do that either." Shikamaru pointed out, Chouji snickered.

"That's not what I—get your head out of the gutter you—just play the part or I'll make you dead!" Ino cried.

"So Temari memorized all the lines then?" Shikamaru asked.

"Well no she's . . . winging it. I needed a girl, Neji wouldn't dress the drag—almost killed me for asking—Hinata won't stop blushing and Tenten was too ticked off at me for asking Neji before her and Temari . . ."

Flashback

"I'm not playing this Julia; she's a total nut case! To think, killing her father and taking his throne!" Tenten said.

"That's a different play . . . I think." Ino corrected.

"Oh . . . what the heck are we doing?"

"Ramón and Julia, the tragic ninja love story of two lovers from different villages who—"

"If they're from different villages, ask those sand ninjas over there!" Tenten suggested.

"Hey! Yeah! I think one of them is a girl!"

Ino ran up to the sand siblings, "Hey! We're holding a play, any interest in being in it?"

"Oh no it's one of the locals . . ." Kankuro said.

"It's this story about two ninja lovers from different villages, so you'd be perfect!" She said to the most feminine looking one, patting her chest to make sure she was indeed female, not forgetting her near death experience with Neji.

"Uh, can you please not do that?" Temari asked.

"Tell us more about this play."

"Gaara!" Temari scolded.

"What? I'm trying to be nice."

"Well I guess we won't punish you for that. Okay, tell us about the play."

"Well there's this young woman named Julia, fairest in the land,"

"And I'm playing her right?" Temari cut in.

"Her village is at war with the village of our hero Ramón, they—"

"Pretend to be lovers while extracting information from one another in those stolen moments of intimacy, leading up to their eventual murder of one another, dying in each other's arms they finally confess their true love, and realize that they should have cherished each other instead of just 'pumping' one another for information too late for it to matter?" Temari offered.

"No . . . not at all." Ino said, but that sounded good.

"Then where's the realism?" Kankuro asked.

"Well anyway their villages are at war and they meet on the battlefield, it is love at first sight, they begin a secret relationship, but when their comrades find out it leads to a bloody conflict over them, even until Julia's brother . . . uh, let's go with brothers and Ramón's team end up locked in mortal combat!"

"So if Temari-chan does this we get to beat up some leaf shinobi?" Kankuro asked.

"Uh . . . yeah. Pretty much." Ino nodded.

"All right! Temari you're doing this!" Kankuro cried.

"It'll be fun." Gaara offered.

"Oh screw that, selling your sister off like a slave to some Ramón person just so you can have a little fun? How physical are these scenes going to be? I mean some lusty looks here and there and a hand shake at the end right? There's no way I'm doing this, it's all too fishy!" Temari protested and the siblings walked off arguing.

End Flashback

"She was really excited about it." Ino said, and Shikamaru knew she was lying.

"Why can't Neji play the part? He's better looking than I am."

"A sock is better looking than you are, but you'll know the lines, Neji wont memorize them in time, Temari is going to need someone to work off of who knows what they're doing, she hasn't got a clue what this story is about . . . trust me."

"You could play Julia and let Chouji bounce lines off you." Shikamaru pointed out.

"These lips are only kissing Sasuke, nobody else, least of all Chouji or you, you got that? Besides, it would defile my vision if I were forced to die in the end."

"Psh. How t—"

"Don't say it." Ino warned.

"Troublesome." Shikamaru finished defiantly.

She stormed off, Shikamaru sighed as Chouji threw a bright purple cape over his shoulders, "You look so dashing." Chouji said.

"What a bother, dressing up like some kind of pimp just to harass some girl outside her window."

"Yeah well the play must go on, so lets get started!"

Shikamaru sighed, that was how it had all begun.

More to Come . . .

Writer's Note: This story is unlike any of my others because unlike any of my other works it is entirely review propelled. Since I first began writing Fan Fiction the number of reviews never mattered to me, I get lots of hits and that's good enough. But just for fun lets see how many of you hitters can become reviewers when properly motivated, so no updates unless I see some reviews, and flames count too so if you're out to trash on this story keep in mind that doing so only gives it prolonged life, and allows me to laugh at you for having nothing better to do.

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