Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Blond ❯ Blond ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Nine Tailed Vixen 
There are some people who say blonds are dumb. Some people are right. ShikaIno
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.02.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 944 | Status: Completed
There are some people who say blonds are dumb. Some people are right. ShikaIno
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.02.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 944 | Status: Completed
A/N: I love reading ShikaIno fanfiction so I wanted to write one of my own.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto or any of it’s characters.
Random Note: I’m thinking that they’re around 15-16. I don’t care, I’m having 15-16 year olds drink and live on their own. (;P)
Blond
By Nine Tailed Vixen
There are some people who say blondes are dumb. Some people are right.
Ino is a good example. She spends her day pining for a boy who couldn’t give less of a damn if she didn’t exist. She spends her day pining for a guy who is most obviously gay and screaming it from the rooftops. She spends her day pining for Sasuke.
And it hurts Shikamaru. It hurts him so that he can’t breathe when he, Ino, and Sasuke are in the same room. It hurts him to see Ino walk away from him and Choji so easily to hang off of a practical stranger’s arm. If it were any other guy it would be all right. Hell, if it were a girl then it would be all right. But, no, it had to be this guy, this ninja. It had to be someone perfect.
Sasuke got fed up with his fan girls one day and so he got rid of them in the most awkward way possible. He kissed Naruto…long and hard…on the mouth, with tongue. And Naruto didn’t pull away. That is until he felt the deadly aura emitting from said crazed fan girls. All Sasuke did was pull away and wrap his arms around Naruto, resting his hand on Naruto’s butt.
And Shikamaru was left nursing Ino’s broken heart, damn.
Shikamaru held Ino so close that night, hoping to comfort her. If people thought they knew Shikamaru, they would have thought that this would have been too troublesome for Shikamaru. If they thought that then they didn’t really know Shikamaru. If they knew Shikamaru, like Choji, they would know that nothing is too troublesome if Ino were involved.
Ino sat herself onto Shikamaru’s lap, much to his chagrin. There she was curled up like a weeping child on the man who would give his life for her. And she didn’t know it.
There are some people who say blondes are dumb. Some people are right.
Shikamaru buried his face into Ino’s hair and breathed deep. She smelled like clear open fields in the middle of summer, the kind that Shikamaru could lay in all day and well into the night. He held her tightly to his chest.
If Ino had half a brain she would see the ideal man for her quite literally in her arms. But she didn’t. "Thank you, Shikamaru." She said, "You’re a good friend."
If it was hard to see her hang off of Uchiha’s arm, this hit him like a punch in the stomach. He walked her home in silence and then headed to his own home, to a bottle of vodka, ready and waiting for him. Looks like he’ll be nursing a bottle tonight, and not Ino’s lips.
There are some people who say blondes are dumb. Some people are almost right.
Ino sat alone at home, looking out the window. The stars were bright tonight. Each one glowing in its own light. Beautiful alone or in their celestial groups. Was she beautiful alone? Shikamaru said that she could have any man she wanted. Then why didn’t she have Sasuke? Did she even really want Sasuke? Seeing him kiss Naruto like that was a shock, of course. Who would’ve thought he was gay? Maybe that’s why Sakura gave up on him and started to date Lee.
Ever since Sakura helped Lee recover fully from the crippling injuries, they had been together and hopelessly in love ever since. That had been three years ago,
But Sasuke’s display of sexual orientation didn’t really break her heart like she thought it would. Ino reached under her bed and brought out her secret diary. She kept one on her desk and one under her bed. The one under her bed kept her innermost secrets, ones that she didn’t even want her desk diary to know.
She opened it and on the inside cover were pictures. Pictures of her and her most special friend, but mostly of her special friend, Shikamaru. Little tiny red hearts framed his picture.
There are some people who say blondes are dumb. Some people are completely wrong.
So she was in love with her ex-teammate, big deal. So she knew that he was in love with her, so what? And now she was ready to be with him, fully. The stunt that Sasuke pulled gave her the kind of closure that she needed to get over him. How can she happily be with Shikamaru when her eyes would be forever looking for Sasuke? All she needed was to have some reason, any reason that Sasuke could never look at her more then a friend. A friend if she was lucky. The fact that he was in love was a good reason; the fact that he was in love with a man was an even better one.
She knew what she needed to do.
She quickly closed her secret diary and shoved it under her bed. The night was still young and she had a lazy man that see needed to visit.
Shikamaru opened the door to see Ino standing there. Oh no, was she here to cry on his shoulder some more? He stepped to the side and let her into his apartment. She declined the offered beer and sat down on the floor looking out the window and over the city. Shikamaru sat beside her and waited for the onslaught of tears.
They never came. Instead of feeling hot tears and a sobbing Ino on his neck, he felt a soft kiss on his cheek. He looked at Ino as if she suddenly grew another head. He gingerly smelled the air and no, she wasn’t drinking. So why did she kiss him? A soft ‘I love you, Nara Shikamaru,’ echoed in his ears, and in his heart.
As much as he wanted to stay like this, he pulled away quickly, "I don’t want to be a second choice, Ino. You already know that I love you but I can’t really be the second choice." He looked away sadly. He was surprised for the second time that night when small arms encircled his waist.
"I know. I just needed to wait until I had my full heart to give you." Ino said with her lips on his neck, "when I wanted Sasuke, he had a piece of my heart. I got it back the day he kissed Naruto. Do you want it, now that I can give it to you as a whole?"
Shikamaru’s heart began to pound. Could Ino finally be his and only his? The question that he longed to ask ever since he turned thirteen popped into his head. "Marry me?"
Ino smiled and kissed him softly on the lips. The answer didn’t need to be said no more then the question needed to be asked.
Ino spent the night talking and learning to play Go with Shikamaru. She sucked horribly but she enjoyed herself none the less and the beer that she finally accepted didn’t hurt either.
No real fireworks happened that night; after all they had the rest of their lives, didn’t they?
Some people say that blondes have all the fun. Some people couldn’t have been more right.
The End.
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Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto or any of it’s characters.
Random Note: I’m thinking that they’re around 15-16. I don’t care, I’m having 15-16 year olds drink and live on their own. (;P)
Blond
By Nine Tailed Vixen
There are some people who say blondes are dumb. Some people are right.
Ino is a good example. She spends her day pining for a boy who couldn’t give less of a damn if she didn’t exist. She spends her day pining for a guy who is most obviously gay and screaming it from the rooftops. She spends her day pining for Sasuke.
And it hurts Shikamaru. It hurts him so that he can’t breathe when he, Ino, and Sasuke are in the same room. It hurts him to see Ino walk away from him and Choji so easily to hang off of a practical stranger’s arm. If it were any other guy it would be all right. Hell, if it were a girl then it would be all right. But, no, it had to be this guy, this ninja. It had to be someone perfect.
Sasuke got fed up with his fan girls one day and so he got rid of them in the most awkward way possible. He kissed Naruto…long and hard…on the mouth, with tongue. And Naruto didn’t pull away. That is until he felt the deadly aura emitting from said crazed fan girls. All Sasuke did was pull away and wrap his arms around Naruto, resting his hand on Naruto’s butt.
And Shikamaru was left nursing Ino’s broken heart, damn.
Shikamaru held Ino so close that night, hoping to comfort her. If people thought they knew Shikamaru, they would have thought that this would have been too troublesome for Shikamaru. If they thought that then they didn’t really know Shikamaru. If they knew Shikamaru, like Choji, they would know that nothing is too troublesome if Ino were involved.
Ino sat herself onto Shikamaru’s lap, much to his chagrin. There she was curled up like a weeping child on the man who would give his life for her. And she didn’t know it.
There are some people who say blondes are dumb. Some people are right.
Shikamaru buried his face into Ino’s hair and breathed deep. She smelled like clear open fields in the middle of summer, the kind that Shikamaru could lay in all day and well into the night. He held her tightly to his chest.
If Ino had half a brain she would see the ideal man for her quite literally in her arms. But she didn’t. "Thank you, Shikamaru." She said, "You’re a good friend."
If it was hard to see her hang off of Uchiha’s arm, this hit him like a punch in the stomach. He walked her home in silence and then headed to his own home, to a bottle of vodka, ready and waiting for him. Looks like he’ll be nursing a bottle tonight, and not Ino’s lips.
There are some people who say blondes are dumb. Some people are almost right.
Ino sat alone at home, looking out the window. The stars were bright tonight. Each one glowing in its own light. Beautiful alone or in their celestial groups. Was she beautiful alone? Shikamaru said that she could have any man she wanted. Then why didn’t she have Sasuke? Did she even really want Sasuke? Seeing him kiss Naruto like that was a shock, of course. Who would’ve thought he was gay? Maybe that’s why Sakura gave up on him and started to date Lee.
Ever since Sakura helped Lee recover fully from the crippling injuries, they had been together and hopelessly in love ever since. That had been three years ago,
But Sasuke’s display of sexual orientation didn’t really break her heart like she thought it would. Ino reached under her bed and brought out her secret diary. She kept one on her desk and one under her bed. The one under her bed kept her innermost secrets, ones that she didn’t even want her desk diary to know.
She opened it and on the inside cover were pictures. Pictures of her and her most special friend, but mostly of her special friend, Shikamaru. Little tiny red hearts framed his picture.
There are some people who say blondes are dumb. Some people are completely wrong.
So she was in love with her ex-teammate, big deal. So she knew that he was in love with her, so what? And now she was ready to be with him, fully. The stunt that Sasuke pulled gave her the kind of closure that she needed to get over him. How can she happily be with Shikamaru when her eyes would be forever looking for Sasuke? All she needed was to have some reason, any reason that Sasuke could never look at her more then a friend. A friend if she was lucky. The fact that he was in love was a good reason; the fact that he was in love with a man was an even better one.
She knew what she needed to do.
She quickly closed her secret diary and shoved it under her bed. The night was still young and she had a lazy man that see needed to visit.
Shikamaru opened the door to see Ino standing there. Oh no, was she here to cry on his shoulder some more? He stepped to the side and let her into his apartment. She declined the offered beer and sat down on the floor looking out the window and over the city. Shikamaru sat beside her and waited for the onslaught of tears.
They never came. Instead of feeling hot tears and a sobbing Ino on his neck, he felt a soft kiss on his cheek. He looked at Ino as if she suddenly grew another head. He gingerly smelled the air and no, she wasn’t drinking. So why did she kiss him? A soft ‘I love you, Nara Shikamaru,’ echoed in his ears, and in his heart.
As much as he wanted to stay like this, he pulled away quickly, "I don’t want to be a second choice, Ino. You already know that I love you but I can’t really be the second choice." He looked away sadly. He was surprised for the second time that night when small arms encircled his waist.
"I know. I just needed to wait until I had my full heart to give you." Ino said with her lips on his neck, "when I wanted Sasuke, he had a piece of my heart. I got it back the day he kissed Naruto. Do you want it, now that I can give it to you as a whole?"
Shikamaru’s heart began to pound. Could Ino finally be his and only his? The question that he longed to ask ever since he turned thirteen popped into his head. "Marry me?"
Ino smiled and kissed him softly on the lips. The answer didn’t need to be said no more then the question needed to be asked.
Ino spent the night talking and learning to play Go with Shikamaru. She sucked horribly but she enjoyed herself none the less and the beer that she finally accepted didn’t hurt either.
No real fireworks happened that night; after all they had the rest of their lives, didn’t they?
Some people say that blondes have all the fun. Some people couldn’t have been more right.
The End.
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