Title: Crayola Misconception
Author: Cassandra's Destiny
Rating: Fiction Rated T
Summary: Tenten tried to explain it to him in a way he'd be able to understand: crayons, and she lost one of her favorites. "Are you saying Sasuke has your crayon?" Oh Neji, she didn't mean crayons literally.
Updated: Chapter 2, completed
Tucking an arm under his chin, he let out a heavy sigh. This was supposed to be his day-off: no missions, no sign of danger for the village, no paperwork, no academy students to look after, no Tsunade bossing him around, no Shizune telling him what to do, and no Temari nagging about the simplest things. This was supposed to be his day-off, his quiet time; it was all he had until Temari arrives late in the afternoon.
“So, what do you think, Shikamaru?”
He groaned in frustration. What does he think? He thinks she does not want to know what he thinks. Exactly what did he do to deserve this? What did he ever do that gave her the faintest idea that barging into his house and babbling about something you don’t talk about with just anyone would be okay?
“I don’t think you want to know what I think,” was his reply.
She grimaced. “I think I do.”
“No, you don’t.”
“Tenten.” She really does not want to know what he is thinking right now. Besides, anything he ends up saying can be taken against him. “You really don’t want to know what I’m thinking.”
“Come on, I came here for you to tell me what you think, not for you to tell me what I want and what I don’t want.” Back straightened, she stood her ground against his lazy, uncooperative ass.
Wow, when did she become so pushy? He must have paid no attention to this persistent attitude of hers during their first chuunin exams. “I guess she’s been this stubborn to begin with. How else could she have kept up with that stubborn Hyuuga?”
“It’s…” he began, uncertain of his choice of words. “…complicated. I don’t think I can give you the answer you want to hear.”
She tried to sound oblivious to his dismissive tone. “There’s no particular answer I’d like to hear, really.”
Shikamaru gave her a look that says you’ve got to be kidding. There was no way she was not expecting a singular decent answer. “Why are you even telling me this?” Did he do something to her that might have hinted that they were the best of friends?
“I tried telling Lee… and it was, well, odd. He’s like a brother to me, and telling him was…” As she struggled in her explanation, he tried to picture in his head a warm, beautiful, cloudy and Tenten-less day.
“Let me put it this way – can you imagine yourself making a love confession to your best friend for the mere purpose of practicing?”
A love confession in front of Chouji? “Ugh, that’s going to leave a mental scar.”
Another sigh. “It’s not the same thing, Tenten. You are not making a love confession.”
“It doesn’t matter.” She shook her head, shelving the prior analogy. “Okay, what if Temari came up to you one day and told you she’s—”Start with chapter one
Proceed to chapter two
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