Chocolate Chip Pancakes, Part 3


So I'm finally posting the final chapter. starts tearing up like I just won an academy award I'd like to thank all my wonderful fans for always supporting me, my best friend Amberley, for encouraging me, and, as always, the best reviewer in the whole wide world, Pale Moonlit Nightsky.

Shikamaru and Temari were both content. In fact, neither could remember ever being happier.

They had gotten married in the late spring, when the days had just started to grow warmer and longer. Their honeymoon had been day after night of frantic, passionate love (of course they took breaks), but once it ended things died down a bit. Now, one month after their wedding, Temari got enough sex to keep her happy; and Shikamaru got enough sleep to keep him happy. They trained together every day; talked about their missions, battle strategies, plans for the future, and whatever else happened to be on their minds. They weren't just husband and wife; they were best friends.

But of course, just as they perfected balancing their lifestyle so that everyone was happy, e new element came into the equation; making everything wobble dangerously. (Lol, that sentence was one big metaphor) and it came one warm summer evening as the sun began to set. Shikamaru was sitting in the living room, reading the newest volume of his favorite manga, when Temari pulled the book out of his hands and set it on the coffee table. With Temari this was usually a very good thing for Shikamaru, but the words that came out of her mouth next were bad.

"Shikamaru, we need to talk."

Ouch. Nobody in a relationship wants to hear that. Shika braced himself, but before he could respond, he saw what was in her hands. It was an E.P.T (error proof test). Even though he was a guy, he knew what that meant.

"I-is that?" he managed to stutter.

"Guess what." Temari said, trying to smile though her eyes were full of tears, as she placed her free hand on her stomach. He quickly rose and held her close as she began crying.

"Temari…" Shikamaru, genius though he was, was at a complete loss for words. Honestly, who wouldn't be?

"Shikamaru, I'm so scared" Temari whispered, so different from her usual cocky self. "I don't think I'm cut out to be a mother."

Shika finally found his tongue "Don't worry, we'll do this together, okay?" he sat back down on the couch and pulled her into his lap. Tears were still streaming down her face, and she was shaking slightly. He wiped the tears from her eyes, trying his best to smile confidently; then kissed her deeply and thoroughly until she was trembling with passion instead of fear. "Thank you" he murmured, brushing a strand of hair away from her face.

"You'd better thank me" Temari said, trying to smile "I'm gonna be carrying your baby for the next nine months."

"You should probably go to the doctor tomorrow, just to be sure…"

She smiled softly. "I am sure Shikamaru."

As the months passed, Shikamaru found himself fascinated with the way his wife's body changed to accommodate the growing child inside her. Her belly swelled, her hips widened, and her breasts grew bigger. And, though Temari was disgusted with her new appearance, Shikamaru found her to be more beautiful than ever.

Although she (thankfully) never got morning sickness, she did get cravings starting about four months in. usually in the middle of the night.

"Shikamaru." The blonde kunochini muttered, shaking her husband awake.

"Huh? Whatsamatter?" he mumbled sleepily. There was a few moments of silent darkness before, "I want chocolate ice cream."


"I really want some chocolate ice cream."

"Why did you wake me up for that? There's some in the freezer." Shika mumbled, snuggling deeper into the warm blankets. "You're just having cravings."

"I know that. Come and have some ice cream with me."

"No. it's like four in the morning. It's October. Why on Earth would I want ice cream?" Temari tugged the covers away from his face, glaring daggers. "N-not that it's odd that you want ice cream."

"You are going to come and eat ice cream with me because it's your stupid fault that I'm having cravings, my feet hurt, and I look like Buddha."

Shikamaru knew better than to mention that she was the one who didn't want to use protection.

The due date was, without a doubt, the most stressful day either parent had ever been through, even though both were Jounin who had completed countless life threatening missions. When Temari started having contractions around lunchtime, Shikamaru thought he was gonna have a heart attack from panic. The mother-to-be was strangely calm though, as she ordered her nervous husband to 'hurry up and get me to the hospital'. Tsunade later said that it was the easiest baby she had ever delivered. After a mere 15 minutes of labor, Shikamaru and Temari's first child was born; a beautiful, blonde-haired baby girl who was named Nara Kamisori. There was only one complication; she didn't cry. Her eyes were tightly closed, her breathing and heartbeat slower than normal. Tsunade immediately worried that her lungs weren't developed enough, and Kamisori was just about to be whisked away to the intensive care unit, when she opened her dark brown eyes, blinked slowly, and yawned. Tsunade burst out laughing.

"S-she was asleep?" Shizune asked, dumbfounded.

"Sure looks that way. Her heart rate's increased, her breathing is regular, and she's certainly awake now." The Hokage replied, still chuckling as the baby, now wide-awake began squirming. "Congrats Shikamaru," she said, putting the newborn in her father's arms. "She's defiantly your kid."

Awww! Well, I guess this is the end for Chocolate Chip Pancakes. tear I'll write another TemariXShikamaru story if people want me to. 

Peace out!