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babybottlepop96 · 3 years

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Always: Shikamaru x Reader

Warnings: death, sadness, fluffy shit.

A/N: this one is about 2.2k words, it kinda got away from me lol enjoy and request!

Being Naruto Uzumaki's fraternal twin sister had its perks. I mean, the excessive amount of friends, ramen 24/7, always having a best friend that would be there for me and have my back no matter what but would also put me in my place if he had too. Being born five minutes after the infamous jinjuriki he was also so protective. Threatening any guy that would just have the nerve to flirt with me, the sister of the future Hokage.

We only had each other for so long, sure, our relationship took a bad turn for a while. While he was usually ignored and looked at as a monster, I didn't get the kind of treatment. Being the "normal" one of the twins, I was treated with more respect because I didn't have a tailed beast to host. I always felt awful for that and no matter how many times I stood up for my brother, he refused to accept my sympathy. The Chunin Exams came and went when he finally came to me after a few weeks of ignoring me. It was after Saskue had left and he was a mess. He cried into my shoulder and told me he was sorry. I just held him close and told him that I was never mad at him. I could never bead at him for how he felt about everything. It was unfair to him to be treated that badly, unfair that he had no say in being a host and I told him that he was so strong and had such a kind heart and people would eventually see that. I mean, they had to right? He was going to be the future Hokage.

When he left for those years with Jiryia, it was hard. It was like half of me was missing and I felt kind of lost without him. While he was out training, I had passed the Chunin and the Jonin exams. I was so proud of myself, but it would've felt even better if my twin was with me.

When he came home, I wasn't there to greet him. I was on business with the Kazekage. Gaara became a close friend, he accepted my friendship because he felt like he could trust me. He became like a little brother. And then everything happened with the Akatsuki and I ended up losing an arm trying to save a few children from a clay bomb. I laid in one of the beds while everyone was trying to get Gaara back and I felt like I failed. I was a fucking Jonin for kage sake and I couldn't protect or retrieve Gaara. It hit me hard.

When Temari, Sakura, Kakashi and Naruto arrived, they went straight to Kankauro. That poor boy was in such pain from the poison, it hurt my heart when I heard him scream from the extraction. I was so focused on not paying attention I hadn't realized Naruto had made his way over to me and held my left hand. Once I felt his hand touch mine, my eyes flew open and he had tears in his eyes.

"I'm so sorry, (y/n)! I should've been here to protect you! I failed and I'm so sorry you got hurt." He his head dropped to the side of the bed and cried.

"Hey, hey it's okay Naruto. This shit happens you know that. And it is not your fault, okay? You had to go and train. This was just a mission that turned wrong. But you're here now! And I just know you're going to go after Gaara and bring him home. And I'll be rooting for your success.. believe it!" I smiled, small tear trails staining my own cheeks. He looked at me and gave a small smile.

After everything that happened at the sand and Gaara's return home, no longer a host for the one tail, things seemed to go somewhat better. I got a fake arm that works well with my chakra and I had been training non stop with all my friends. But I mostly spent time with one particular ninja the most. A cute, lazy Pineapple haired Nara. You see, Shikamaru and I had been close and dating for about a year at this point. We never particularly told anyone, but people seemed to know. Well, all except Naruto. He was so oblivious to it all, he didn't realize how close Shika and I were until Pein attacked the Hidden Leaf. So, that's where I'll begin this little tale.

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"Shit shit shit!" I was running around trying to get civilians to safety, grabbing children and pushing other civilians towards the Hokage head mountain. A building was starting to crumble and fire and explosions were coming from everywhere it seemed. Once I felt like I got everyone I could I ran back to where the main event was happening. Thankfully Naruto wasn't here, I wouldn't even begin to imagine what they would do if they had captured him. I mean, they killed Gaara, but Lady Chio had that special secret jutsu that she took to the grave. I couldn't bear to lose my brother.

To fight was lasting so long, there was no way to tell when it would all be over. I was separated from Choji, Ino and Shikamaru when everything began. The three started fighting while I helped get the civilians to safety, but I knew they had to be around here. Alive. They just had to be. Things were seemingly going fine until I heard a small child scream. I snapped my head to the sound so fast I swore I got whiplash. A small girl was cowering against a wooden wall, the enemy heading toward her. I ran as fast as I could and snatched the girl away. I tossed her to the side gently and told her to run. She just looked at me, her big brown eyes filled with tears and a worried look on her face. "It's okay, you go to the mountains and find your family. Okay? Go!" She nodded and took off. I fought off the enemy for as long as I could. My chakra was running extremely low, so low that I wasn't able to dodge the wooden spear that came hurtling towards me. It went straight through my chest, pinning against the wooden wall behind me. I coughed up blood and my vision started to go a bit fuzzy.

"Your time is now over. You were a decent Shinoni, but you were still weak." The enemy spat out. I didn't say anything as I clutched the wooden spear that pinned me to the wall, trying to take in air. It felt like I was drowning, I could feel my lungs filling with blood and tears start to run down my face. I would never see my friends again, see my brothers happy go lucky smile while down bowl after bowl of ramen. I would never be able to Shika that I loved him. Everything was fading to black, my head dropped and my arms went limp by my side.

I woke up in a dark place, no longer in pain. I was dead. "Hello little one." A voice spoke and I looked around to see a small light. I ran towards it, hoping maybe I'd wake up for real and I was alive and well. That this was just a sick dream or a gentusu. But what I saw when I reached the light was unbelievable. I saw the fourth Hokage with a woman with red hair.

"Welcome, (y/n)." The woman came over to me and gave me a hug. "I'm your mom." She whispered in my ear and turned to the man. "And that's your dad." To say I was crying was an understatement. There was a river flow of salty tears streaming down my face as I hugged them both.

NARUTO'S POV

I ran back towards the village at full speed, I just had to get back. I had to protect my friends and mentors. I had to protect (y/n). I saw the massive crater when I returned to what was supposed to be my village. Injured and dead ninja and civilians alike were being gathered in a clearing. I ran ahead, I had to find them, I had to find everyone. I spotted Sakura first and ran towards her, "Sakura!" She turned her head, tears running down her face and I stopped in front of her. "Where is everyone?" She pointed to our group of friends, everyone is there except for Kakashi-Sensei and my sister. "S-Sakura? Where… where is Kakashi and (y/n)?" She sobbed louder which caused all of our friends to look over. I walked towards them and the moment I spotted Shikamaru on the ground holding someone, sobbing, I froze. I knelt down and looked over him. He was holding my sister, cradling her head in his lap. Her body was paler than normal against the red stain on her shirt. I didn't move, I didn't cry, I just stared, not convinced that she was actually gone. After a few moments I got up and made my way towards the true enemy.

"N-Naruto? Where are you going?" Sakura asked me, her voice meek and breaking.

"To end this."

SHIKAMARU'S POV

The enemy had retreated for a bit, allowing us to gather our injured and deceased. I was frantically looking for (y/n) I had to make sure she was okay. "(Y/n)!!" I heard Ino yell from behind me. I ran towards her voice as fast as I could. Once I reached her, my blood ran cold. There she was, the one that I truly cared about and loved, pinned against a wall, spear straight through the chest. I tentatively reached out and touched her and my instantly moved back as I felt her cold, stiff, lifeless body. I stood frozen. The rationalist inside me was gone and I then pulled the spear from her form and caught her in my arms and she limply fell. The cry that ripped from my throat was inhuman, angry and broken. I fell to the ground holding her close to my chest. "W-wake up, please!" I cried even harder knowing it was useless. She was already gone. Passed onto the afterlife while I was here to deal with the heartbreak. The pain. I knew this love thing was a drag, but I endured it for her. She made my days brighter, the sun burn hotter, she made everyday so much better.

"Sh-Shika? W-we should get her to the others." Ino whispered, scared her own voice would break, as she gently put a hand on my shoulder. All I could manage was a small nod and tried to suppress my cries. I carried her to where everyone was putting the deceased and all our friends stood there with wide eyes and I carried their closest friend in my arms. Everyone was shocked, too stunned to say anything as I put (y/n) on the ground. But I still cradle her head in my lap, I couldn't let her go just yet. The tears still slipping down my cheeks were enough for everyone to know this was real. When Naruto showed up I sobbed, he was just in shock as the rest of us. When he left to go confront the real Pein, none of us stopped him. If anyone could end this. He could.

YOUR POV

Talking to my parents had been the most calming time of my life. Well, afterlife. They told me stories about what it was like before they died, how Kakashi was like another son to him. How they never wanted Naruto to host the nine tails. I told them how life was growing up, how I was dating Shikamaru and my dad gave me a whole lecture on safe sex, even though I was dead and I wouldn't have to worry about any of that. Well, until I started to glow. "Looks like you still have a full life to live my sweet." My mother smiled and I looked at them with a smile and tears in my eyes.

"I love you both." I said as I faded back into the darkness. This time though, when I opened my eyes I saw a face I never thought I'd be able to see again. "Shika?" His eyes snapped open and he stared down at me, his eyes wide and mouth open. He stared at me for a moment, not believing what he was seeing. His dead girlfriend, breathing. Alive.he held me so close to his chest and sobbed even louder. Ino and Choji were all giving him sad looks until they saw my arms wrap around his neck and held him closer.

"OH SHIT!" Choji yelled as the other dead bodies were coming back from death. I sat up slowly and grabbed Shikamaru's face and kissed him. I kissed him like it would be the last time I ever would.

"I… I thought I lost you for good this time." He spoke softly.

"I will always come back for you." I smiled at him, tear glazed eyes staring into his own. "Always." We kissed again, pulling each other close. We stayed like that for a moment until we heard a certain obnoxious blonde yelling at us.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?! SHIKAMARU THAT'S MY SISTER! WHEN THE HELL DID THIS HAPPEN?!" Causing everyone to let out a laugh. Resting his forehead on mine Shikamaru spoke quietly. "I love you."

"I love you too, Shika. I love you too."

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thegizka · 5 years

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It’s a Date (fic)

Just a few dudes having lunch and reminiscing on the good old days.

Written for Shikamaru Week Day 6: Bonds.

Read it on Ao3.

“Hey Shikamaru, you wanna grab lunch?”

He glanced up from the mission report he was reading. The newest Hokage was sticking his head through the door to his office, beaming expectantly. Naruto always stopped by around this time with the same question. It was a good way to keep track of how long he had been working.

As far as passing the torch events went, the transition between Kakashi and Naruto in the Hokage’s office had been incredibly smooth. That didn’t mean there hadn’t been an influx of additional work accompanying the process. Records had to be transferred, countless meetings arranged and attended, numerous ambassadorial letters of welcome responded to, and, of course, the ceremony itself had to be planned, all of this on top of the regular activities of the village. Luckily Naruto had begun his tenure with a diligence he had rarely shown in their academy days.

“Yeah okay,” Shikamaru sighed, setting aside the report and stretching as he stood.

“Alright! Want to go to-”

“Ichiraku?”

“You read my mind,” Naruto grinned. His friend rolled his eyes as they headed out the door and down the stairs.

“Don’t you ever eat anywhere else?”

“Sometimes, but there’s nothing as good as Ichiraku Ramen!”

“Don’t you think you might be exploiting this free-ramen-for-the-Hokage thing a little bit?”

“Of course not!” He looked a offended. “I still pay when Hinata and I go there for date nights.”

“Do you pay for both of you or just her?”

“Both, actually.”

“Are you going to pay for me today?”

“Shikamaru, I appreciate your interest, but I am happily married and would never cheat on my incredible wife.”

“But you’re the one who asked me to lunch.”

“But this isn’t a date.”

“But friends can pay for each others’ meals.”

“Sure, for special occasions, but there’s nothing special about today. It’s just lunch.”

“I’m only saying that it’s a little weird that we’ve known each other for so long and you’ve never bought me lunch.”

“Oh yeah? And when have you ever bought me lunch?”

“I haven’t,” Shikamaru admitted, “but I did pay for your share of barbeque last time we had a guys’ night.”

“When even was that? Two months ago?”

“Four, actually, and you still haven’t paid me back.”

“It couldn’t have been that long ago,” Naruto said, face scrunching up as he tried thinking back on it. Shikamaru noted that he had ignored the last part about owing him for dinner.

“It was. Lee was wearing those new leg weights he was super excited about, remember? And Sai and Ino had just celebrated their anniversary.”

“Huh, I guess you’re right.” He gave him a quizzical look. “How do you keep all of that stuff straight? That seems like a lot of unnecessary information to remember.”

“And that’s why I’m considered the smart one out of the two of us. You never know when information like that might come in handy.”

“Knowing Bushy Brows’s leg weights might come in handy?” he asked skeptically.

Shikamaru just rolled his eyes. They had reached Ichiraku. He ducked inside and away from such a stupid question.

“Naruto! It’s good to see ya,” Teuchi greeted happily from behind the counter. “And Shikamaru! You haven’t stopped by in a while.”

“Been busy,” he explained as they slid into seats.

“What can I get you? The usual?”

They placed their orders and chatted with Teuchi as he prepared the dishes, asking after his family and sharing in the general gossip of the village. Naruto was keenly interested in hearing everything he had to say. Shikamaru was always curious to see him interact with villagers when he was off-duty. He gave people his full attention, listening carefully to what they had to say even if they were complaining. For a guy who enjoyed rushing into things, he could be incredibly patient with people.

“Mind if I join?”

“Chouji, hey! It’s been a while.”

He slid into the seat next to them, grinning.

“I didn’t expect to see you two here.”

“Really?” Naruto laughed.

“Okay, maybe you, but not Shikamaru.”

“We’re on a date, and he’s paying.”

“I didn’t agree to that!”

They continued arguing the point jokingly until their food arrived. Shikamaru had been hungrier than he thought, and Ichiraku Ramen was the best in the village. Conversation didn’t even cross his mind during the first few delicious bites.

“Hey, guess who I just ran into?” Chouji asked suddenly. The others shot him curious looks and shrugged. “Genma! I haven’t seen him in ages.”

“Yeah, I see him once in a while in passing but haven’t really talked to him. What’s he been up to?”

“Who’s Genma?”

Shikamaru paused and stared at Naruto.

“Genma Shiranui. He’s a jonin. He used to be one of the Hokage’s bodyguards, but now he works in the records department, I think.”

Naruto still looked at them with a blank expression.

“Brown hair, wears his headband like a bandanna, keeps a senbon in his mouth because he thinks it looks cool,” Chouji offered, but it didn’t seem to help. Shikamaru sighed. For someone who was so attentive when listening to others, the new Hokage was pretty bad at remembering people.

“He was one of the proctors of our chunin exam, the one who oversaw the one-on-one fights.”

“Oh him!” Finally recognition dawned on him. “Man, that was a long time ago.”

The others exchanged a wry glance. Of course the memory of battle would spark his recollection.

“Man, that was a good time,” he sighed, signalling for another bowl of ramen.

“The chunin exams?” Chouji asked skeptically.

“Yeah. It was fun to finally be able to go all out and not have anyone yell at you.”

“You realize some people actually died during those exams,” Shikamaru reminded him.

“And they ended in Orochimaru attacking the village.”

“Of course I didn’t mean that part of it,” Naruto explained, enthusiasm momentarily replaced by the pain of the memories. “I suppose when you look at it from that angle, they were a bit terrifying.” He took a thoughtful bite of ramen. Shikamaru was almost sorry they had brought it up and dampened his mood.

“You know what?” Naruto suddenly exclaimed. “We should hold a do-over!”

“What?”

“Well we never finished the exams, right? So we should hold the rest of the fights and complete the tournament! It’d be a great excuse to get everyone together, and someone would walk away with bragging rights of being the best shinobi of our class!” He grinned brightly.

“That’s a terrible idea,” Shikamaru said with a frown.

“Why?”

“Because some of us going all out in a fight would decimate the village faster and worse than Orochimaru’s invasion.” He gave Naruto a pointed look.

“I’m not sure we could have the Kazekage and a former rogue ninja fight and prevent it from becoming an international incident, either,” Chouji mused.

“I suppose you make a good point.” Naruto looked crestfallen. He pushed a piece of pork around his bowl with his chopsticks. “I guess I just miss having everyone around and not having to care about anything super important. It feels like the only time I see some of our friends is during mission briefs or meetings.”

“It has been a while since we all got together,” Chouji agreed. “Maybe we can plan something, like a reunion. Or a picnic!”

“Yes! I like the sound of that.”

Shikamaru tried not to grimace as his brain quickly compiled a long list of logistics they would need to sort out--the venue, the food (A LOT of food), invitations (open to spouses and children? senseis and students?), tables and chairs, decorations (Ino would insist on decorations), activites (that preferably wouldn’t damage people or property), and a host of other considerations. He had to admit, though, he did miss their friends. Jobs and families kept them all busy, and he wasn’t in the habit of scheduling social time with anyone. (How strange that socializing would need to be scheduled, as though it were an appointment or part of one’s job.) The last time they had all been together might have been Naruto’s inauguration, and he had been too busy supervising the event to really enjoy anyone’s company. They were a rowdy bunch when they did get together, and he wouldn’t mind the chance to cut loose with people he liked.

Of course, finding a date that would fit everyone’s schedules would be the biggest challenge if they were actually going to go through with this.

Chouji and Naruto were still excitedly discussing this hypothetical picnic when a white and black bird burst into the shop and circled their heads. When he saw it, Shikamaru’s heart sank, but he nudged the Hokage to draw his attention.

“It’s one of Sai’s.” Why hadn’t it gone straight to the office like most messages and reports? This couldn’t be good.

“Anyone have an empty scroll?” When his companions shook their heads, Naruto grabbed a napkin and spread it out. The bird nosedived and splashed onto the open space, the ink reshaping into words that all three of them read quickly.

A moment later they were all rushing out of Ichiraku, shouting promises to come back and pay when they were done.

“His return route should have taken him through the western edge of the forest,” Shikamaru relayed. Without a word, they adjusted their course, running through the village.

“Should we tell Ino?” Chouji asked.

“I can send a shadow clone.”

“No, she’d just end up worrying over the worst possible scenario. With luck, we’ll get there before there’s anything to actually worry about.”

Shikamaru didn’t like keeping his teammate in the dark, but he also knew her incredibly well. If she heard Sai had been jumped by a group of rogue ninja on what should have been an easy recon mission, she’d freak out and either burst into tears or insist on coming with them. He was not going to allow both of Inojin’s parents to be in danger at the same time, not until they had a better idea of the situation.

If Sai needed help, these rogues likely had an unexpected power or overwhelming numbers. He trusted Sai to fend them off long enough for backup to arrive, but red flags were popping up in his mind over the fact that they weren’t geared for battle and had only the bare minimum of ninja tools with them. But Sai was a comrade. He was practically family. Shikamaru wasn’t going to spare a second to detour and collect his gear.

Besides, he had Chouji and Naruto with him, two of the people he trusted most, both of whom he knew were excellently skilled ninja. He was already formulating plans to play to their strengths and end this quickly.

“Come on,” he cried. They sped ahead.

XXX

Shikamaru was bone tired as he trudged home that night. His instincts had been right. They had reached Sai quickly and easily defeated the rogues, capturing a few for questioning. Their friend had suffered mostly minor injuries, though a gash on his leg needed stitches. As expected, Ino had freaked out when she met him at the hospital, but the fact that her husband was alive and in one piece was a huge relief and tempered some of her emotions.

When he and Naruto finally made it back to the office, they had missed two meetings, received four urgent messages that needed replies ASAP, and lost several hours of work time. It would take a few days to catch up again, which was a drag. Shikamaru had stayed later than usual to do what he could, but he had had difficulty focusing after the excitement of the afternoon. He was looking forward to getting home and relaxing the rest of the night.

But first he had something to take care of.

When he pushed his way into Ichiraku, it was buzzing with customers and warmth. His stomach growled. Having arrived during the peak of the dinner rush, it took a few minutes to catch Teuchi’s eye.

“Shikamaru! What can I do for you?”

“I’m here to pay for my lunch. Sorry for rushing out like that.”

“Don’t worry about it. Naruto stopped by and explained everything. I’m glad your friend is alright.”

“Thanks. How much do I owe you?”

“Naruto already paid for everything.”

“He did?”

The ramen chef nodded. “Your food and Chouji’s. We’re all squared away.”

“Thanks,” he said, repocketing his money.

“Don’t thank me, thank Naruto.”

“I will,” he promised. “Have a good night.”

As Shikamaru ducked back out into the street and resumed his walk home, he couldn’t help grinning cheekily to himself. “And he insisted it wasn’t a date…”

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