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ShikaTema Week 2024!

Credit — Poster done by me. Used official art from Rock Lee SD manga and NaruCole. Go wild with the prompts this year! Every interpretation is valid.

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#23 ShikaTema

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Temari Road to Ninja

Chapter 1 : Gaara & Kankurou

Gaara, Kankurou, and Matsuri walked towards the Hospital room where Temari was being treated after being found unconscious in the middle of the desert near Suna's entrance by a shinobi on patrol. As soon as they opened the door, they saw the figure of Temari who was looking at the hospital window, enjoying the view outside the window.

"Hey, Temari. You've wa-" Kankurou's words stopped when suddenly Temari turned to him and Gaara with sparkling eyes. The girl jumped off the bed and hugged them happily.

"Kankurou, Gaara!!. Have you returned from your mission? Nee-san misses you so much, my sweet little brothers," said Temari.

Gaara and Kankurou were petrified in Temari's arms. Okay, apparently Matsuri was right. Temari is really weird. Since when did they use Nee-san's nickname? And again 'my sweet little brothers!?'. Matsuri looked at the scene in shock.

"Hey, hey!!. What's wrong with you? Are you crazy?" Kankurou snapped trying to escape from Temari's embrace.

No, it's not that he doesn't like being hugged by his sister. But the thing is Temari has never done that before.' Was this the new kind of torture Temari had in mind? ' thought Kankurou while shuddering in horror.

"Temari, are you okay?" Gaara asked quietly.

"What's wrong with you guys? We haven't seen each other in a long time, but you didn't even hug me back? You don't miss me?" Temari asked sadly.

"Long time? Temari, we just parted this morning. Did you hit your head? Let us go!!" Kankurou said again.

"Kankurou....you hate being hugged by me huh? You don't even call me Nee-san like usual. Are you mad at me?" Temari asked while staring with teary eyes.

Everyone in the place was shocked. A Temari cries because they don't want to be hugged and calls her nee-san?. Looks like tomorrow will be the end of the world!

"No-that's not it..." Kankurou tried to explain "It's just that you're acting weird. Temari, you've never hugged us like this and since when did we use the nickname nee-san? is it new kind of torture?" Kankurou asked.

"What do you mean. We've always been like this. Don't you guys always follow me everywhere while calling me 'nee-san, nee-san' like that?" Temari said.

Kankurou and Gaara blushed slightly at the thought of that scene.

"N-no way!" Kankurou denied.

It looks like Temari's head really hit it. Or maybe his sister is currently being hit by a strange jutsu?

"So...you don't want to call me nee-san anymore?" the corner of the girl's eyes was slightly wet.

"I think you should rest, Temari. I'll call the doctor," Gaara said as he tried to release Temari's embrace.

"I am...not sick," Temari muttered under her breath.

Gaara took a deep breath. Holding Temari's shoulders, he sat the girl on the bed.

"Sleep. We'll talk again after you rest, Nee-san," he said.

Temari's eyes lit up with joy and Kankurou and Matsuri covered their mouths in surprise.

"Okay...you don't want to call me Nee-san?" his eyes stared at Kankurou.

Gaara looked at Kankurou as if to code 'just do it'. Kankurou gulped, he barely spoke.

"A-alright... rest well, N-Ne- Nee-san.."

Temari smiled in satisfaction. She lay down and closed her eyes. Gaara covered her  then signaled Kankurou and Matsuri to leave the room. Arriving outside the room, Kankurou immediately shouted in frustration.

"Argh!!! What's with her? She's acting so weird!!" he said.

"I agree with you, she looks a little weird." Gaara agreed with Kankurou's words.

"A little??? You said that a little?? Gaara, she told us to call her Nee san and hug us! Then she also said 'my sweet little brothers', I've never heard Temari say that!" Kankurou shouted in frustration.

"That's not Temari. Oh, could it be that someone disguised themself as her? Or was she hit by a strange jutsu? Or maybe she hit her head with something?" Kankurou spoke all the possibilities he thought of.

"Calm down a bit. I've ordered the doctor to check on Temari's condition. We'll get the report soon," Gaara said calmly.

"We can only wait, huh?"

"Yeah, I guess so," said Gaara.

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When it Rains

Rated (explicit)

ShikaTema

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Shikamaru had never been one to have any interest in the rain. If he was being honest, though it was a necessary thing, he found it to be a total drag. To be caught in it at any time, forced to become drenched through his clothes and to have to deal with the uncomfortableness—it just wasn’t for him.

At least until tonight.

The sky had been filled with grey clouds since early evening, hiding the sun beyond them. They darkened more overtime and soon the feel of moisture in the air and the scent of impending rain was unmistakable. Needless to say, Shikamaru wasn’t taken by surprise when a light drizzle began—or when it suddenly shifted into a downpour.

With a click of his tongue, Shikamaru pursed his lips and moved from the open yard to his front porch in order to savor his dryness as much as possible. The same couldn’t be said for his girlfriend though. It was already late, a time the two of them were likely soon to retire for the night as they both had pressing matters in the early mornings to attend to. But when he sat down and saw Temari standing just a few feet away, dressed in nothing more than one of his own t-shirts, he found that he may not be so opposed to the rain after all.

She was beautiful—the kind of beautiful that set his heart aflutter and rendered him speechless at times. The kind that reminded him time and time again how smitten he was over her, though it hadn’t been her beauty that had stolen his heart. Not only that, at least.

It was a combination of things, from her keen intellect to her quick wit and impressive strength. At first, his fascination was just that she was amazing, not relying on only one asset but having several which put her in high standings in his mind. Shikamaru was often considered a genius and yet it had taken him quite some time to come to the realization that he liked her beyond that of a comrade or friend.

A lot had happened since then. The two had matured a lot, gotten to know one another on a much deeper level—forming an intimate bond that was both sacred and wholehearted. They had also both been shy in the beginning, often feeling their faces heat with embarrassment upon having their affections and desires put on display.

That was all in the past though.

If he had to say, Shikamaru would put Temari as the more confident one. While there were times that she did still become flushed due to his flirting or come-ons, it was quite often her who took the initiative. He would never complain of such things either because he loved it. He loved that undeniably sexy confidence and how she knew he adored her. That he wanted her always.

Much like now.

Seeing her standing there in the rain, his t-shirt soaked and clinging to her skin in a way that accentuated her luscious curves was quickly bringing his libido to life. She never had any issues doing so, though. To him, her overall beauty came off as otherworldly. Temari was perfection personified. The man loved everything about her.

He sat there, feeling his distaste for the rain morph into unprecedented appreciation. A look of unadulterated adoration and longing adorned his face, his brown eyes narrowed in a fond manner as he watched her standing there, arms out and head craned back as if she couldn’t get enough of the rain.

Shikamaru understood. Temari’s homeland was not blessed with rain such as his was. She was so used to the dry heat of the desert that a little rain, for her, was a luxury. The smile upon her face warmed his heart and had a smile filled with tenderness spreading his lips apart. There was no denying that his eyes were wandering though, trailing down her voluptuous curves and down her creamy legs which he’d always had a passion for.

So easily, he was completely captivated by her, content even to just sit and watch her for as long as she wished to enjoy the rain—because he enjoyed her. Just half an hour before he’d been ready for bed, coming outside only for his last smoke of the night and she’d tagged along just to keep him company. But as he sat there in nothing but a pair of pants, he found that he wasn’t very tired anymore.

Not while there was something much more pressing on his mind; like the fact that she looked wet and cold and he needed to heat her up.

“Are you just going to stand there all night?” He asked her and she turned to him, knowing just by the way his voice dropped an octave from its usual pitch exactly what was on his mind.

Temari turned to face him, resting her hands on her hips while slowly walking closer. Every step was drawing his gaze to her hips, loving the way they swayed so provocatively. His tongue darted out in a quick swipe along his lips to moisten them and he forced his eyes up to her face. He could marvel at her beauty for an eternity, but he needed to show his appreciation for it first.

“I’m enjoying the rain, it’s intriguing, isn’t it?” There was a smirk playing along her lips, turquoise eyes having a sly gleam to them.

“Maybe… but I’m more engaged in you.” Shikamaru tilted his head slightly as he regarded her and slowly stood to his feet, offering her his hand which she took without the slightest bit of hesitation.

It didn’t matter that she was soaked from the rain, or how cool that rain had caused her to become in her skin and the t-shirt. Shikamaru pulled her up onto the porch with him and tugged her against his body, releasing her hand in order to wrap both of his arms around her slim waist.

There were no other words exchanged between the two as there was no need for them. Temari placed a wet hand over his defined abs while the other went to his bicep, both slowly traveling upwards until she was cradling his handsome face. Their lips met in a kiss that began subtly, with a restraint that both knew wouldn’t last long.

The progression began after only a few seconds, becoming increasingly deep. Their hunger for one another was unyielding and fervent. While their kisses started out slow and lingering, they soon turned chaste, little gasps of breaths sucked into their lungs in between. Just when their tongues sought each other out, Shikamaru’s arousal became thick enough to have one of his arms remaining around her back, the other sliding down over the curve of her bottom and down to her thigh just so he could lift her up.

Temari wasn’t slow to catch on. In fact, she was eager to wind her legs around his waist—his strength alone enough to have a soft moan falling from her lips. Shikamaru was quick to swallow that sweet sound, kissing her deeper as he carried her inside their home. He’d barely made it far enough to kick the door closed before he had her pinned to the wall.

She tasted of plum wine from the lone glass she’d had at dinner and smelled of his favorite scents: a cross between something citrusy and sweet and her. It was addicting, like his own personal drug that he could never get enough of. It drove him forward, emptied his mind of anything aside from her, and left him high—soaring with a rush of pleasure that only she could award him.

The thin cotton panties she wore did little to shield her sex from his growing erection, even with his pants also being in the way. He was already half-hard and grinding into her. Each press against her intimates caused her to whimper out quiet moans into the kiss, the kind of sounds that drove him crazy and worked quickly to have him as hard as he could be.

It had taken little to nothing for the two to be completely engrossed in one another. Temari slid her hands and arms around his neck, pressing the wet cotton and her full breasts against his naked chest. The feel of her was intoxicating and he knew she felt much the same, easily lost in his kiss and his touch; eager to accept anything he’d give her and he would take all that was offered to him.

Transitioning to their bedroom wasn’t a quick or simple task. Shikamaru was able to support her weight easily, but she was damn distracting and he was weak for her. Every few steps there and he was pressing her to another wall, flexing his hips forward in ways that had her lips breaking away from his, head lolling back so that she could moan her most sultry moans for him.

He knew her well—knew she would not be against him taking her right there, against any of the walls along their way; or anywhere else in the house. Out of all the months, they’d been living together, the two had consummated their love for one another all over their home. Even their kitchen table hadn’t been saved from their coupling.

Still, Shikamaru wanted her in bed tonight.

After several more moments of treading through the halls, he finally reached the open door to their room and carried her inside. It was dark for the most part, only a lone lamp on the bedside table dimly lighting the room. Shikamaru let her down onto her feet only when they reached the bed and just long enough to grasp the hem of the t-shirt and pull it up. She helped by raising her arms and pulled his hair free of its tie as he began mouthing his way down her body.

Little encouraging hums vibrated in her throat as he moved. His descent was slow—he couldn’t help but latch his lips onto every other inch of skin and suck or nip at it until a tremble began to form from her legs. Shikamaru paid special attention to each hardened, pink nipple, giving them both taunting licks and harsh sucks. Below her navel was also given special treatment, as he knew the lower he went, the more receptive she was.

Her dainty fingers combed through his black locks as he peeled her panties off, they were damn also but it wasn’t the rain that had been the cause. Once she stepped out of them, he pressed a hot, open-mouthed kiss to her right thigh and then to her left. Her breathing had picked up in that telltale way that he was so familiar with—the one that made him know she was just before ordering him to speed it up. To give her what she wanted most.

Shikamaru wasn’t feeling as patient as he was sometimes either, so he didn’t care to tease her. He wanted more, just as he always did and was gratified to give her a push onto the bed. His brown eyes had darkened, near black as soot and unwavering as he stared upon her nakedness. Temari was unashamed, spreading her milky legs to give him a show as he stripped out of his pants and underwear.

She was always a sight for sore eyes, one so tempting he couldn’t resist even if he wasn’t so weak for her. But he was. He was a weak man for this troublesome woman whom he was so taken with. As the two connected, his length entering her with ease thanks to the slick of her arousal, they both voiced their rapture with blissed-out groans. It was one of those times where it didn’t take long at all for the two’s pleasure to build and build, soon peaking amongst whimpered whines on her part and breathy grunts on his.

Temari was one to become emotional towards the height of ecstasy, clinging to him while whispering sweet nothings and telling him how much she loved him as much as she showed it. The steady rock of his hips turned to sensual grinds that easily pushed her over the edge. When she came it was with a much louder cry, the blonde nearly choking on the air she inhaled. Feeling her orgasm, leaving her sex quivering around his throbbing cock, sent him over the edge.

They remained tied together, limbs completely entangled as they breathed in the aftermath of their lovemaking. Shikamaru was content, holding her close to him and feeling her smile against his chest. He really did adore her and soon, he would be following through on his plans to marry her. She was something—someone—he knew he’d never let go of.

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Temari x Shikamaru

THE ONLY COUPLE KISHIMOTO GOT RIGHT! ShikaTema is my ultimate ship of all time and a beautifully crafted romance. The looks. The unspoken reassurance. The snark. I love all of it. They think the world of each other and it SHOWS. But it's fun that they bungle into it too. They have no clue at first but they get through it together. PEAK ROMANCE. Also, they look so hot together. Ugh. Couple goals.

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If this ain't Shikadia

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First Dates are Awkward [ShikaTema, shikatemaweek2019]

Title: First Dates are Awkward [ShikaTema, OneShot, shikatemaweek2019, Day One, Prompt - First Date] 

Rating: T.

Wordcount: 1, 054.

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Temari desperately searched her wardrobe for a fitting dress. Never in her entire lifetime, she wasn't feeling like a nerve-wreck. The reason? Her first date with Shikamaru. Official date.  

She didn't work her ass off to now admit defeat. Temari No Sabaku will reach perfection to see Shikamaru jaw-dropping on what he was missing out all these three years.

"It's perfect!" Temari exclaimed finding the red cocktail dress. Her hair tied up in a bun and small amount of makeup completed 'cool beauty' look.  At least that's what the intention was.

Goal number one: Make the Shikamaru Nara regret being dense for not realising she has feelings for him the entire three years they knew each other.

Goal number two: Make his jaw drop the moment he sees her.

Goal number three: Confess her feelings to him. She even prepared reading the advice guide book "How to confess and not appear rude?" just for this day.

"Why are you looking at your reflection in the mirror?" Questioned her younger brother, Gaara. Why he entered her room without knocking right now? Now of all times. Younger siblings are the worst. He should get out and never ask why she grinned in front of the mirror like a weirdo.

"My little brother that's because I'm going out today! I have my first official date with Shikamaru," she chirped cheerfully. Gaara blinked. What's with that reaction? Can't he be happy for her? Maybe it's the pitch of her voice that made him blink? Luckily he grew out from his edgy teenage phase. Temari couldn't hide the relief Gaara met Shikamaru after it passed away.  

"I thought you were already dating," Gaara said with the blank stare.

"What? Of course, we were not! Shikamaru might have high IQ, but when it comes to romance that IQ drops to zero! " Yes, that frustrated her a lot. During the past three years, she was giving him so many signs that she loves him and he didn’t notice them at all. That's why today is special. It's the first time he invited her on a date. D-A-T-E. 

"I don't understand you," muttered her little brother. Perhaps she scared him when she spoke to herself about seducing Shikamaru? Gaara witnessed all the times she got angry on that lazy man too.  He often was whispering about pitying the person that marries her. Whatever that remark meant. She just let it slide for today. 

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Heading out to the restaurant they decided for a meeting place, Temari impatiently looked on her watch. She arrived early. That's fine she'll wait patiently. It's not Shikamaru's fault that she showed up fifteen minutes before the meeting time.

Temari chose this day for a date because Kankuro was on a business trip too.  She couldn't imagine dealing with two of her little brothers teasing her for falling in love for a lazy genius. Yes, the same Temari No Sabaku that hated slackers more than anything else.

However, Shikamaru was different from all the slackers she knew. He's handsome, can put the effort that is needed and is always there when it really counts. Just thinking about him made her grin widely.  

"Did I make you wait long?" Shikamaru asked while joining the table she occupied. He was wearing... His everyday clothes. The gaze in his eyes screamed 'troublesome' all over. And the most regrettable factor was that his jaw didn't drop at all.

That's disappointing. Temari wanted to hear at least a compliment about the dress she's wearing. But maybe she expected too much?

"No, I didn't wait long. How are you doing?" It was the best way to start the most awkward conversation in history. It's official seducing Shikamaru is ineffective. She failed to fulfil her goals!

"It's a drag dealing with Ino's boyfriend, but I'm fine. Can I ask why you're in the more fancy dress than usual?" A glint in his eyes irritated her. It's like Shikamaru turned into a little oblivious child, even when he was the one that specified it's a date.

"Y-you said it is a date, so I-I put on a dress because it's 'Wear a Fancy Dress Day'! It's not like I want to impress you with how I look. Not at all!" At this moment she related to that shy girl, Hinata. The words she said sounded terrible.

Temari could feel like her cheeks heat up and looked at the restaurant tables, costumes and decorations on the windows. Can she fall into the hole and never get out? That's probably a bad idea.

"Eh?! We weren't dating already?" Suddenly the words Shikamaru Nara used brought her back to reality.

Why Shikamaru and Gaara are so in sync with each other today?!

"No? It's our first date!" Temari presented her viewpoint, while a realisation struck her. "Why do you thought we were already dating?" She wanted to know the answer.

"It's what Kankuro told me when I asked how he would describe the relationship we have. You were okay with wearing casual clothes when we were meeting up too..." Shikamaru averted his gaze and scratched his cheek.

So this stupid misunderstanding was caused by KANKURO.  Good to know.

"I love you, but don't ever listen to the advice Kankuro gives you, kay darling?" Temari replied honestly.  She walked over where the man of her dreams was standing and stood up on her tip-toes in front of him. Now was her chance to use the dumbfounded state of her 'boyfriend'. Kissing him gently on the forehead to express her love for him.

She never was good with words anyway. Those small gestures were more fit to express her feelings.

"You're b-beautiful!" Shikamaru scream echoed through the entire restaurant. Temari smiled gently embarrassed how the small kiss on the forehead was requiring more guts from her than she'll ever admit.

"Thank you." Words couldn't express the gratitude she had for everything he did for her.

"No, I'm lucky to meet someone amazing like you." And with those words, their first date came to an end.

Temari decided to erase from her memory the poor excuse to storm off from the restaurant and the long talking session with Kankuro she had afterwards. In that way, no-one will know one of her younger brothers is missing.

Let's call it a happy ending for Temari and the man she loves. 

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AN: ST WEEK ‘First Date’ prompt! Day one. Not the original ‘Online dating’ prompt I wanted to initially write, but I still barely made it! 

Your clumsy author - Karinrumi ;)