Disclaimer: Naruto and all Naruto related stuff is (c) Masashi Kishimoto. All OCs and original storyline/plot/imagination (c) of ME!!
A/N: I know, I know… it's been nearly a year since I updated this collect, but to be honest I did say I probably wouldn't be updating this one that often (and that if I did they'd be short)… I'm much more of a NejiTen writer (as if anyone couldn't already guess… lol), so all my best story ideas I tend to use on them… but I do love Shikamaru and Temari too… XD…
WARNING: Mild InoCho mentioned.
DEDICATION: I dedicate this shot to Midnight Memories … 1 Because she asked for this to be a story. B… no 2, because she's awesome (maybe that should have been "1"…) . 3 or C… because she loves ShikaTem and she was feeling down, so I hope this cheers her up… and coming in a very low 4… or D, or that little iv in brackets that always comes before footnotes… because I needed to update this collection. ENJOY!
(kudos to anyone who knows where the italicized counting comes from… I love David Tennant!)…(1)
THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS!!
ALL WOMEN ARE TROUBLESOME
Shikamaru waited impatiently in front of the pink curtain ruffling a few feet away. His hands were beginning to grow numb from the pressure exerted on them. He wasn't sure exactly how many stores he had gone through already, but the shopping bags in his arms clearly indicated that it had been far too many.
It was his day off damn it!
Shikamaru had been working without a break for three weeks; he was drained. Today was the day he was supposed to be resting. That's what people did on their day off; they rested! They didn't get up at six o'clock in the morning to run errands!
What kind of person woke someone up on their day off at six in the morning to go shopping anyway? The stores didn't even open until seven or eight!
"…" Shikamaru stared out into the blue sky. Oh how he longed be out there; resting somewhere quiet, staring up at the peaceful clouds as they lazily drifted by above him.
Well, that had been the plan; sadly, ever since that woman came into his life, Shikamaru's plans very rarely ever turned out the way he wanted them.
"Troublesome." Shikamaru quietly mumbled as he waited in front of the changing room, hoping this was the last outfit she would try on and his torture would finally be coming to an end.
Why was it that his entire life, the lazy ninja seemed to be cursed with being surrounded by troublesome women?
First his mother; who was perhaps the most overbearing, pushy, opinionated woman to ever walk the earth. Growing up with a mother who was constantly nagging about every little thing had given Shikamaru great insight into the female mind. They were quick-tempered, loud, and bossy. His mother had never been in short supply of criticism about how Shikamaru needed to try harder, work longer, sleep less… And then, as if having an overbearing mother at home weren't bad enough, at school he was cursed by having to sit next to the loudest blond kunoichi he had ever met; worst still, the Hokage later made that same kunoichi part of his genin cell.
"Tsk. She's Chouji's problem now." Shikamaru scoffed; thinking of the suffering his best-friend undoubtedly endured, being married to their former teammate.
'Is she finished yet?' Shikamaru wondered as he stared at the moving pink fabric; not daring to voice his question aloud.
Deciding that she was going to be taking longer, Shikamaru began searching the immediate area for a chair or bench to sit on,; eventually settling for the floor, finding that the nearest seat was far too troublesome to drag himself over to. Pressing his hack against a shoe shelf, Shikamaru set the multiple bags of clothes and other supplies down next to him as he sighed deeply; wondering how much longer it would be.
This was all her fault.
All Shikamaru had even wanted was a simple life. And ordinary life, with an ordinary wife; not too pretty, not too ugly, and definitely not too troublesome. That's what he wanted; but instead, what did he get?
Of all the people to fall in love with, Shikamaru had to fall for the most unordinary girl there ever was. She was far from normal.
She was a princess from a foreign land for crying out-loud!
She certainly wasn't the normal girl Shikamaru had hoped for. And she was definitely far prettier than he'd wanted.
And as far as being troublesome?...
Of all the women Shikamaru had ever met, Temari was by and large the single most troublesome woman he had ever seen. His mother didn't even compare to the degree of troublesome that Temari personified. She was loud, obnoxious, overbearing, ill-mannered, sadistic, and just altogether difficult.
"Tch." Shikamaru scoffed. What could he do now?
Sure, he hated having to be bossed around and kept from his precious bed on his days off, but, damn it he loved that vexing woman! She drove him crazy!... In more ways then one.
"…" Shikamaru defeatedly slumped down into his seat.
What right did he have to complain? It was his own fault for marrying the woman. Thanks to her, now he had to play errand boy on his days off, instead of enjoying the peaceful tranquility of a hill-side nap, as he stared enviously at the drifting clouds above.
"haah." Shikamaru sighed.
At this point there was nothing more he could do but resign himself to the knowledge that he would forever be plagued with troublesome women in his life.
"Daddy?" the pink curtains ruffled open, as a sandy-haired five year old poked her head out from behind the material. "Can we go to one more store after this one?"
"…" Shikamaru stared traumatized by his daughter's request.
"It's just…" Matsumi smiled sweetly at her father. (2) "I want to make sure I'm really ready for my first day of school tomorrow. Is that okay?"
Scratch that. His curse wasn't to be plagues with troublesome women, it was that each woman who came into his life was always even more troublesome then the last.
"haah." Shikamaru sighed. He could never say no to her. "Hai." The lazy genius begrudgingly nodded.
All women were troublesome; even the miniature ones. (3)
(1) Doctor Who… Voyage of the damned.
(2) Matsumi is Shika and Temari's daughter in my story FIVE NOBLE CLANS….
(3) I will not tell you were that last piece was inspired from (reply to any reviews that ask though)… but if you don't know, that's just so very very sad…
A/N: Okay, hope you liked it… if anyone wants another one, you're going to have to request with plot ideas because, like I said, my inspiration tends to only/mostly be NejiTen…
Hehehe... it's so funny, I wrote the latest chapter of 5NC and finished around 10:30 i think... and I thought... "wow, i'm actually writing a fic before 2am" and then i go off to do other things, come back and start writing another one... of course I finished at 1, but... wow... i just can't get away from this whole "posting at/near 2am" insomniac habit...XP