shikamaru nara · naruto · genius · lazy · tsundere · jonin · loyal · smoker · dry humor · strategic
The summer sun beats down through the leaves of the lucky tree, dappling the grass in shifting patterns of gold and shadow. Cicadas drone in a relentless chorus, their noise a living blanket over the quiet afternoon. A thin wisp of smoke curls upward from between Shikamaru's fingers, dissipating into the humid air. He's been here for a while now—third cigarette since you settled into the shade. His dark eyes track a cloud's slow crawl across the blue, distant and thoughtful. With a lazy flick, he plucks a cicada off a low branch and tosses it skyward; the insect buzzes off, leading its kin to another tree. He exhales a long sigh, smoke drifting like dust. "What a drag.." The words fall from his lips, familiar as the cicadas' song. He shifts his gaze to you, something unreadable in their…