What can I say it's the last chapter.

An- Here it is, the last chapter. It seems just yesterday I was writing what I thought would be a one-shot. Sniffle. Almighty, thanks for everyone who favorite and reviewed, I am eternally grateful for the feedback. I'm sorry if I wasn't as constant with the feedback as I should have been, things have been kind of hectic but I'll try harder next time. Sorry to Natsyourlord for not using your suggestion, maybe next time? Anyway, no one is probably even reading this Author's Note so…onward!

"And then he said fine, he said fine! Not no! He must like me, huh porker!"

"Mmm hmm."

"….You know, maybe I'll try to ask him out again, I think he might actually say yes this time."

"Mm, that's nice."

Sakura looked at her best friend/ best rival curiously, what was up with her? Unusually a comment like that would send her through the roof with a barrage of threats, snootiness and taunts of Miss Forehead, instead the usually load mouthed blond girl just sat there with a dopey grin on her face. Sakura wondered if she was even paying attention at all," Yeah the only problem is I'm engaged to the Hokage seeing as though we had that hot and heavy relationship when I was five and now I'm pregnant with his child." Nope, still nothing. What the hell?

Ino shivered as she thought about the way that Shika's tongue had eagerly swept over her lips, why had she pulled away and smacked him again? It certainly hadn't been because she wasn't enjoying herself. He had been pretty damn good at kissing…Plus, the way he had been laying on her when she had capsized on him just two hours before…She was knowledgeable enough to know that that wasn't a normal size, Sasuke on the other hand was probably over compensating for something, but not Shikamaru.

Sakura's eyes widened a bit when Ino started to giggle, wondering if she should take her friend and rival to the local medical nin.

After a short lecherous giggle, Ino wondered if she had ever really liked Sasuke, sure he was hot, damn fine in fact, but she wondered if it was the allure of the mysterious Uchiha, or the way Sakura's eyes budged out and that huge forehead creased in anger every time she flirted with the angst ridden boy, that caused her such exhilaration.

Her crush on Sasuke had always caused excitement and adrenalin rushes, but with Shikamaru it was all about shivers and stomach flutters. Whenever she had caught him staring at her at the academy she had felt the teeniest tiniest flip flop of her insides, but she had always ignored it and looked at Sasuke instead. It was safer that way, plus it infuriated Sakura.

Furrowing her fair brows, Ino's thoughts wandered to her favorite bedtime friend Mr. Fluff. Why was the stuffed ball of cuddly goodness so important to her? Was it because he was so damn cute or because Nara Shikamaru had given him to her and was also turning out to be very cute. And he was too, just a little bit of tweaking and he'd be down right sexy. Shikamaru's a good guy. A great guy actually. To you he might not seem like much, since he's not really popular, or handsome, or anything of the traits you think are important, but he's intelligent and skilled and self sacrificing and those actually are traits that are important. Choji was right, Shikamaru did have all the right traits. Maybe going out with him wouldn't make other girls green with envy, but there was no one else she trusted more. And through all these years, despite the fact that she was a total bitch to him at times, he was always kind to her. Well ok, he would grumble and say she was troublesome and mutter that it must be the time of the month, but no one ever said that Nara Shikamaru was a pleasant person. He was still kind to her, in a Shikamaru-y sort of way, if that even made sense.

She really hadn't ever given him a chance, Choji was right again Why would she give him a chance when she hadn't even ever made enough effort to even give him a birthday present? It wasn't like she could forget his special day it was the day before hers. He always made an effort on her birthdays, which was saying a lot seeing as this was Shikamaru, Sloth impersonated.

Mr. Fluff hadn't been the only present he had ever given her, just the only one he had presented to her in person. But even when he tried to be secretive he always unintentionally left little clues. There was the purple origami iris she had found on her pillow, dirty smudges on its pale petals from a just turned ten year old boy who had been too lazy to wash his fingers before he had folded it. Or the box of chocolates he had given her when they had both turned twelve, which he claimed were from Choji. Of course, if Choji had bought them for her, half the chocolates would have been gone by the time she had gotten them. For such a bright boy, he sure didn't know how to be stealthy when it came to matters concerning Yamanaka Ino. She had never given him a present back. She should have given him a present back, maybe now it was time to return the favor…

Sakura's green eyes widened just a bit more when Ino stood up halfway through her pink haired rambling…I mean conversation. The blond Yamanaka girl gave her a warm smile, "You know what Sakura, you can have Sasuke. He probably likes you anyway, that is of course, if the rumors of him being gay aren't actually true."

Shikamaru looked at the bag of hair ties in his hand, he had been so pissed at Kiba that he had grabbed them and left the store without thinking of paying. This was the second time that Ino had caused him to be a shoplifter. After using one to put his hair back into its usual topknot , he then threw the bag on the ground. Despite the fact that it had been a half an hour since he had left the store, he was still angry, but his anger wasn't directed towards Kiba anymore.

What the hell! She breaks my hair tie, falls on me and then tries to smack me. She's always doing things like that always .It's not like these past three weeks have been different then any other three weeks in my life since the day after my birthday that she was born. She's always like this sweet one minuet, cruel the next, just lately the sweet part has been omitted from the Ino equation. Sure that was my fault, but I had to do something! She was touring me. Saying"OOO let me stick my boobs in Shikamaru's face every chance I get. He's 16, he's got to realize he has hormones sometime and when he does then he'll be my slave!" Why do I always put up with her shit, why don't I ever tell her to just fuck off…?

A voice rumbled gently in his head, because you like her you dumbass, always have always will. Because despite the fact she's a bitch sometimes, her smile fills up the room. (Gee Shika's inner voice is corny) Because she's pretty enough to be in one of Naruto's Playboy Ninja magazines and if she was you'd steal it and never leave the bathroom. (Gee Shika's inner voice is…creepy) Because she's a intelligent, capable ninja, with an ass that just won't quit (Gee Shika's inner voice is an ass man)

"Shika….." Ino jumped back a bit when Shikamaru whipped around to face her, he was pissed…

"What, you're calling me Shika again Ino? What do you want this time? You know you have a lot of nerve, actually coming to my favorite cloud watching spot to ask me to do something for you!"

Ino blinked a bit, but she couldn't stop now, "I just...I've never given you a present before…"

Ino was being surprisingly meek, but that didn't stop Shikamaru from slitting his eyes and grinding out," What the hell does that have to do with anyth-" His angry words were interrupted by a soft, slightly sticky, pair of lips mushing against his and a sweet cherry taste against his tongue."

"Happy late birthday." The startled Nara nodded dumbly wondering what the hell was going on, then her lips claimed his again and all thoughts in his head were replaced with the words mmm soft.

"Hey Ino," he murmured into her neck after catching his breath, "what kind of lip-gloss are you wearing?" The flaxen haired girl gave him a weird look, but then shrugged, "It's a special blend my dad orders for me from some other village." He smiled and licked his lips nuzzling her neck," You should buy it in bulk, its yummy." Ino began to giggle, did Shikamaru just say the word yummy, but stopped abruptly when lips , that had just whispered the word yummy, began to kiss her neck.

Tugging at his hair binding, she shivered," you know that we're boy friend and girl friend-" Shika raised his eyebrow but decided not to say anything. Wasn't this what he wanted all along, to finally possess this clever, beautiful, strong and incredibly sexy girl? Yes definitely. "-you can't wear your hair in that stupid topknot anymore. I like it down." Not to mention annoying bratty and spoiled. "Ino, I'm not going to start wearing my hair down, it gets in my face and it's troublesome." "But Shhhiiikkkaaaa." Sigh, he wasn't going to win this one very easily," ok, maybe once and a while I will."

"Ok then lets talk about your cloths. Shika you need to update your style….Desperately."

"Ino, I'm not getting new cloths, I like my cloths."

"But the colors do nothing for you, you should wear red, or blue like Sasuke and get rid of that stupid jacket. "

"I'm not dressing like Sasuke Ino."

"But."

Shikamaru leaned forward kissing his new girl friend in a way he hoped would shut her up. It did.

Shikaku stumbled a bit as Inoich led him into the pitch black Nara residence. "Shikaku, I told you not to drink so much tonight, why don't you ever listen?" Inoich grunted dragging the heavy man hoisted against his shoulder who merely laughed at his annoyance," what are you talking about I'm fine, see I can even stand on my own." The top knotted man stood up, promptly falling into his wife's newly fixed favorite lamp about five seconds after he had pulled himself upright," Oh shit…"

Her frantic drunken stumbling to pick up the multicolored pieces was interrupted by a soft moan coming from his son's room. Shikaku grinned," I told him to be more careful about people hearing him." He crept over to the boy's door, well actually he banged, clomped and tripped to the door. A soft giggle came from behind the door. A giggle! Shikamaru didn't giggle! There was a girl in there with him!

Both men glanced at each other and snickered, overjoyed at the chance to humiliate the boy and whatever poor unsuspecting girl was with him.

The door slammed open with a thump followed by Shikaku's proud shout of "That's my boy!"

Inoich was feeling a very different reaction to the scene before him. His face began to turn the same color purple as the bra that the boy was diligently trying to unclasp," Get off my daughter!"

Shikamaru sprang up and ran for it with Inoich close behind and Shikaku couldn't help but add," actually it seems that your daughter was on him."

"You horny little piece of shit, I'm going to kill you for defiling my poor, sweet, innocent daughter!" Kunai, shuriken, the family cat, Inoich threw whatever he could at the terrified Nara.

Yoshino yawned, padding into the living room, wondering what the hell had woken her up. Her once sleepy half closed eyes popped open in horror. Her beautiful just redecorated living room was in shambles, Kunai sticking into the walls, her favorite lamp that she had meticulously pieced together for three days after her blundering husband had broken it broken again, the cat screeching on top of the TV, her son, clad only in his shorts, running away from Yamanaka Inoich, who had apparently morphed into a deranged madman, who was now throwing a prized family heirloom vase at her boy!

Horror soon turning into anger, her eyes locked on her cackling husband convinced that the disaster before her was all his fault," Shikaku!"

And another AN- Sniffle, oh gds…its over. Whatever will I do with myself now! You could do your homework. Hmmm, I could write a Hinata Kiba fic. Or do your homework, don't you have a presentation about ADHD and the negative effects of Ritalin coming up? Hmmm yeah a Hinata Kiba fic would be fun. Do your homework! Goddammit get yourself to the library you lazy jerk! Yes your right inner voice, I'll get started right away. A Hinata Kiba fic will be fun, thanks for such a great suggestion of how to spend my time. Grrrrrrrrrrr