So it Begins

Temari cursed herself and Shikamaru under her breath. How could she forget about the hole in the ground. She saw that his shadow went into one hole and out of the one behind her. Temari, quite independent of her will, began to walk towards the woods. She saw Shikamaru walking towards her and she couldn't tell if he looks annoyed, proud, or just in different to what was going on.

'What a brat!' She thought, helpless to her situation.

The pair kept walking until they met in the center of the arena.

He sighed. "This is a drag."

However, with Shikamaru getting a close up look at Temari for the first time, he couldn't deny that she was a cutie. At least she was when she wasn't throwing sharp wind at him. Maybe he could take this opportunity to at least find a little bit of fun in this annoying fight.

"Hey." He said to Temari. She glared at him. "Give up yet?"

"Fuck you. I was foolish to fall for your trick"

"Tsk" Shikamaru smirked. "Suit yourself"

Without another word, Shikamaru suddenly pulled off his shirt and, to her horror, Temari was **** to mimic his movements. There were many quiet sounds of surprise and delight among the crowd as Temari old wore a thin fishnet top that did nothing to hide her boobs.

"A-ahh! S-stop it you pervert!" Temari cried, her face burning red.

Shikamaru said nothing else as he brought a hand up on his bare chest. He didn't touch anything, but Temari, mimicking his movements, was **** to grab the hem of her fishnet shirt and pull it above her titties.

The crowd went wild with this entertaining development in the fight.

"I surrender! I give up!" Temari blurted out, **** the end this.

The proctor however, did nothing. Temari felt tears form in her eyes and looked over to see Kankuro and Gaara glaring at her shameful display.

Shikamaru was not done. He put his hands on his pants and let Temari wallow in the anticipation of what he was going to do.