Drabble meme

[ishime]

I'm bored, and I want to write but I just can't get myself started on anything.
So.

Meme time!
Come and poke me please?
The rules:
One request = a fandom + a character / a ship / a group + a prompt.
I work better with not too specific prompts (lyrics or words or themes up for interpretation, as opposed to a particular scenario). You can leave as many requests as you like, but I can't promise to write every one.
Fandoms: the general list is here. It's not exhaustive, so if you think I might know a fandom that's not in the list, ask me. Current favorite is Fairy Tail, but others are fine too. Requests on my own original stories are welcome.

En français:
J'ai envie d'écrire, je manque d'inspiration, soyez généreux, venez me réclamer des drabbles!
Les règles du jeu:
Une requête = un fandom + un personnage / un ship / un groupe + un prompt.
Je m'en sors mieux avec les prompts pas trop spécifiques (des paroles, des mots ou thèmes qu'on peut interpréter de plusieurs façons, par opposition à un scénario précis). Vous pouvez faire autant de requêtes que vous voulez, mais comme d'habitude, je ne promets pas d'écrire tout.
Fandoms: la liste générale est là. Elle n'est pas exhaustive, donc si vous pensez que je connais peut-être un fandom qui n'y est pas (particulièrement un manga sorti en VF), n'hésitez pas à demander. Mon préféré du moment est Fairy Tail, si vous ne savez pas trop quoi choisir. Les requêtes sur mes originales sont les bienvenues aussi ~

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Shika/Ino

"I want to know your plans (and how involved in them I am)"

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From the Files of Yamanaka Ino verse, so it's kinda ChouShikaIno but centered on Shikamaru and Ino's bond. Hope you won't mind?
[Note:According to this wikipedia page (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hanakotoba), in Japanese flower language lavender means faithful.]



- Where do you think you're going?
(He freezes in the doorway, still gripping the handle.)
- Leaving your teammate behind?
- ...Visit someone.
(She stops asking, but he can feel her glare on the back of his head. Is she shocked? She should have known the answer already.)
(Suddenly she's leaping toward him; her foot hits his hip and sends him flying back inside, and he can feel the silence shatter when she starts to yell.)
- It's that guy again, right?
- Name's Chouji.
- I knew it. First time I saw the both of you clinging to each other, I knew he'd try and come and steal you! Oh, I bet you'll be so happy together. Two little birdies cooing on a roof. How cute.
(He picks himself up, half leaning on the wall as he nurses the bruise on his hip, and he listens. Listens to her, not her ramblings. Her breathing has grown irregular and quite heavy - it almost sounds like sobs.)
- And what am I supposed to do while you go out and flirt? Sit home and wait for you? What about our team? What about - what about the missions..!
(She must be truly upset if she has to use work as an excuse. It's against every rule in the control ops, and probably against her own principles as well.)
(He lifts his head up and she's smiling, sweet pretty cruel broken.)
- Where you planning to leave me, too?
(Her hand reaches for his temple, and he wonders, quick, before she comes and decide for him- was he planning to do that?)
(No - she grips his skull, sinks her nails in his temple - no, he wasn't.)
- Oh.
(Her voice is high-pitched. Childish, but not in the usual way. That voice makes her sound vulnerable. Ino never pretends to be vulnerable.)
(He gently removes her hand from his face, lets her fall against his chest and cling to him.)
- I...
(He half-expects her to cut him, but she doesn't. The silence stretches, thick and awkward, and he struggles to find the words to break it. Stupid girl. She's always been such a damn chatterbox - he can't find his way through silence anymore. He feels so helpless - wordless, speechless, even in his own mind. He can deal with a dozen of enemies easily, but one pretty blonde clings to him and he goes blank. Talk about a genius.)
- I just. I'd like to. To be- be together.
(She sniffles and clings some more.)
- Chouji... He likes you, y'know. He'd never want to hurt you anyway, so...
(He carefully puts his arm under her back and lifts her. She moves her head from his chest to his neck, grips his shirt and mumbles against his skin.)
- Whatever. Don't act as if you were leaving. Stupid boys.
- Sorry.
- If you try that again, I'll kill your brains. Dead.
(He sighs.)
- Eh. Troublesome.
He spares a glance at the lavender clock on the kitchen wall, and suppresses a groan. Damn woman made them late.

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Interesting format, interesting read.