Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Troublesome Things ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Wow, I finally have it up. Sorry if it's very short, but my inspiration was cut a little short for this one. But I hope you like it ^_^

 

Once again, I do not own Naruto.

 

 

 

Part III

 

`Whoever came up with cloud watching is a genius' he stated to no one in particular. It was great way to relax, if one's thoughts were not yet again concentrated on them.

 

Once more, Shikamaru found himself unable to concentrate on the one thing he loved to do most. It was puzzling and frustrating all at once. He could watch during the heat of battle and still be 12 steps ahead of the enemy, but could not when he had a girl on his mind.

 

The fading sun glared into his eyes, making them close reflexively in attempt to block out the shining rays.

 

He seriously needed help. His mind, that could calculate your next move and counter it, that could beat you in a game of Shogi or Go, was clouded by thoughts of a GIRL.

 

Hn, clouded, how…ironic.

 

He grunted and stretched. A perfect day for cloud watching wasted yet again. He was back on the roof of the old building; it continually creaked with his every move.

 

Vaguely, he wondered if one day it would finally give way. It would be one long drop and a painful landing; nearly all the flooring on the second floor of the two-storey building was gone, save for a section running from the stairs to a creaky balcony. He had done some exploring the first day he found the house.

 

How he got that sudden burst of curiousity was beyond him.

 

Just like his little girl problem. Now, being the genius that he was, he knew he was in love, he had the `symptoms' he heard so much about when one has fallen in love; the tightening of chest, his heart beating faster, and butterflies in his stomach every time he thought about her. The perplexing thing was, why her?

 

`Of all people, it has to be her. Just, why? Ugh, maybe somebody up there hates me or something' he said to himself

 

True, the girl was a beauty in every aspect; silky blonde hair, the most prominent blue eyes, smooth, pale, unblemished skin, and curves many women would kill to have. She could take care of herself very well, never depended on others unless absolutely necessary. A great kunoichi.

 

She was attractive alright, but like everything else in the world, there was a downside. She was bossy, overbearing, and kept trying to have him whipped every time they met up (he absolutely refuses to be like his dad).

 

What is it with Nara men and bossy women?

 

He sighed. Maybe he would have been if he had been gay.

 

An image of Kiba doing a strip dance flashed through his mind. He shuddered.

 

Or maybe it would have been worse. Naked Kiba was not something he wanted to see anytime soon…

 

“Wait, scratch that, I did see Kiba naked once…” he thought. The rookie 9 plus Team Gai had a party and had gotten drunk off their asses. Shino, Neji and himself includes, though not as drunk.

 

But that's a story for another time. Let's just say it involved a huge dog-pile on Shino, Naruto daring Kiba daring to streak, and Asuma-sensei having great black-mail material in the form of video. Several videos. Needless to say, it was one hell of a hangover the next morning.

 

Definitely not doing that again.

 

`Troublesome' he muttered. At least that little memory kept his mind off her for a short while.

 

This was definitely becoming a major problem, it showed and he knew it. He knew his teamates had noticed his change of behaviour. He knew it was only a matter of time before they really began to worry about him.

 

`Maybe I should tell them or Chouji at least, before they start checking up on me to make sure I haven't killed myself' he stated flatly.

Steeling his will (or motivation if you please) he got up and dusted himself off, he settled on going to see Chouji. After all, they are best friends, and maybe he would be able to help him understand.

 

Jumping on to the rickety old balcony with a soft thump, he jumped on to a near-by low hanging branch. He sighed with the extra effort he put into moving himself. So bothersome.

 

Landing on the ground, he began a slow leisurely walk. What was the sense in hurrying? It wasn't like the world was going to end any time soon.

 

He could only hope Chouji wouldn't laugh and tease him about it. The last thing he needed to be was blushing like a tomato.

 

Love can be such a drag sometimes.