Ch1 The girl in my childhood

"Shika! Shika!" called a small girl with short blonde hair, piercing blue eyes and a smile that can make the whole world smile back.

"Hm?"

"Look, it's a new flower!"

"New flower? I don't think there will be a new flower in this world, Ino."

"Well, Shikamaru, it turns out that there is and I found it." The girl, Ino, started pulling at my sleeve. "Shika! Shika! Come on follow me, let's go take a look!"

She pulled me as I stood up lazily giving a sigh and followed her to the other side of the small hill. She knelt down in front of the small patch of flowers and gently touched the petals of one.

"Oh, it's so beautiful," she exclaimed. "Ain't it, Shikamaru?"

"Yeah, I guess it is." I knelt down beside her and took hold of one of the flowers' stems. "May I?"

"Go ahead," she nodded.

I plucked the flower and, surprisingly for her, put it behind her ear. I pinched her cheek and she flushed red. "The flower's beautiful, Ino. Just like you."

She looked away, blushing, "Oh, that's so sweet of you Shika." She looked back at me, "Shika? Shika? Wake up, Shika! Shika!"

A bright light shone through my eyelids, turning black into a warm orange. I turned to my side, pulling my sheets over my head. I heard some shuffling and, in a second, my body was exposed to the room's inhabitants. I groaned and turned, front facing the pillow. Suddenly, my pillow was removed, I was facing up and there was an added weight to my lower regions.

"Get off me! You're a bit heavy!"

"Shikamaru, are you saying that I'm fat?"

"No, I'm simply imposing that your body weight is too much for my wimpy body to hold."

"Don't be ridiculous, you have a great body. Nice muscles, some abs, barely any fat."

I sighed. "Yes, I say you're fat."

"Bitch!" the girl on top of me screamed as she went off of me only to drag me to the floor and jump on me, pulling at my arms, threatening to break them.

"Ok, ok! Ow, shit! You're sexy! You're fit! You're not at all fat! You're hot, for crying out loud!"

The girl stood up and wiped invisible dirt from her hands, "Good enough. Now take a shower while I cook and then I can take a shower after, too."

"God knows you can't cook!"

"Right, fine. You take a shower, I take a shower, we'll eat out and we won't be late for school."

"Great! Now, get out of my room!" I pointed at my door, navy green with a picture of a little me along with the girl in my dream a while ago and a chubby boy with swirls on his cheeks and a chip bag in hand on the top and a few of my clothes hanging below the frame, which was quite thick, sky blue colored and there were symbols of a pig, deer and butterfly on the upper right and a flower, brain and a potato chip bag on the lower left. I still wondered what it meant.

The woman in front of me chuckled and said, "Okay, okay! I'll meet you downstairs, apple pie." With that, she went to her room on the other side of the hall.

"What a way to start the day," I said, pausing for a moment before continuing, "Rhymes are troublesome."

So there I was, in my room, walking to my bathroom to take a shower, get dressed, eat then go to school. It's, somewhat, like a daily routine. While I showered, I thought about my dream. "Ino," I murmured. I don't seem to remember a name that is Ino. When I went downstairs after a few minutes, all dressed with a white school shirt with the school's symbol on the right sleeve and the year level on the left sleeve, both of which were purple;pants and ID strap were also purple, flashy colors for a school if you ask me, my housemate was down already in front of the mirror applying make-up. Then I thought she looked like the girl in my dream.

She was wearing a white school button-up blouse with the same purple symbol and year level on her right and left sleeves, respectively. Her mid-thigh-length skirt, length same as all the other girls' skirts no matter who you are, conservative or provocative, the skirt is as short as that, was purple with white stitches. Underneath the blouse's collar, a purple scarf-like cloth was wrapped around the neck and held together by a white, 1 inch metal clasp.

She stared at me with deep blue eyes and I stared back with brown ones. She turned away sharply and walked over to her green body bag, strapping it around her and turned to me, "Ready when you are."

I grabbed my black body bag and just let it hang one of my shoulders, holding it by its strap and sighed, "Off to school."

She saluted me and ran out the door. I smirk as I heard loud and fast footsteps outside hinting that she ran. I jogged over to the door, locked it behind me and strapped my bag around me like she did. I started to run, too, suddenly wanting to go to school. I called out to her, "Oi, wait up!"

She giggled and kept running, not looking back. "You have to be faster than that unless you really want to be late, Shikamaru." Then, she pumped a fist in the air and did a small jump while running, "Suna Gakuen, here we come! Whoo!"

I let a small chuckle escape my lips as I ran faster trying to keep up with her. As soon as I did, we slowed down to a walk and I pant. She smiled at me and I smiled back. That's when I stopped troubling over a dream even for just a while and thought, why would I worry about an unrealistic thing like a dream when I got something real here in front of me. She laughed and I couldn't help but laugh back. I shook my head out of humor at her, "Temari."