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hi! i love the birthday story you write for Temari. so cute u know... i also have a story i think is very good if you can write. i read in naruto wiki Shikadai b'day after shikamaru b'day. so how about a story when shikadai was born? bcoz its after shikamaru b'day i think is very interesting. Sorry, my english very bad. I learn more by reading ur stories. thank you!

Hi! I’m glad you like the birthday fic I wrote for Temari. I gotta say it was one of my favorites to write as well💕 I was supposed to post this weeks ago, but I decided to put it off until now for Shikamaru’s (and Shikadai’s) birthday. I’m sorry for the wait! I hope you like it! :)

[Scene is set before the ending of Shikamaru Hiden]

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“Surprise!”

Temari uncovered Shikamaru’s eyes and anxiously stepped forward to see how he would react to her present. To her astonishment, he wordlessly ran a hand over the shiny flat surface of his new shogi board.

“Temari….” he finally said, face blank and void of any expression. “Where did you buy this?”

A trumphant look crossed her face. “My brothers told me it was being sold in Suna so I had them deliver it here. I knew you were collecting different boards for your collection.” She couldn’t help but peer at him when he didn’t utter a word. “Do you like it?”

Shikamaru abruptly wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her tight against him—as close as her bulging stomach allowed. Her heart leaped when his lips pulled into a smile. “It’s great, Tem. I couldn’t ask for a better gift.” His eyes visibly shined as he said this.

The shogi board was stll cloaked in its usual pristine exterior, and Shikamaru reveled in it like how a child would usually react to a brand new toy. Though there were already several similar boards scattered throughout their home, this was the first he received from his wife; which made the present even more special than it already was.

He was just about to lean in to thank her with a kiss when he felt a slight kick to his abdomen.

“Mendokusei.” He chuckled before tenderly encasing Temari’s big womb with his hands. “Am I not allowed to kiss her? You’re not even born yet, but you’re already overprotective of your Mama.”

Temari heartily laughed as she watched her husband pouting to her stomach. “He’s telling you not to be naughty,” she teased and flicked his forehead. “Our unborn child already has more sense than you do.”

“Mendokusei,” he said again with a shake of his head. “If mother and child are against me, then there’s nothing else I can do.” His eyes flickered over to the unused shogi board. “If I’m not getting a kiss, how about a game of shogi then?”

She perked up at the challenge. “You’re on. You prepare the board while I finish up with the dirty dishes.“ She turned on her heels to go, but Shikamaru latched a hand on her wrist to stop her.

“Don’t push yourself so hard.” He gently pushed her in the direction of the sofa. “I’ll do it.”

Spurred by her unrivaled pride and stubborn independence, Temari placed her hands on her hips and firmly stood her ground. Even with a bulging stomach, she still managed to appear intimidating. “Do not baby me, Nara Shikamaru. I can take care of myself.”

“I’m not babying you.” He internally sighed at his wife’s sudden mood change, which admittedly had been occuring often since her third trimester begun. “I just don’t want you to work too hard. It’s bad for both you and our baby.”

She scoffed. “Washing a few dirty dishes isn’t going to stress me out.”

“You spent long hours cooking tonight’s dinner without a break,” he pointed out. “Rest for a while. Let me take care of everything.”

Temari opened her mouth to protest, but a wet tingling in her lower body stopped her. She turned wide-eyed at Shikamaru, who looked equally surprised.

“I think my water just broke,” she stated calmly.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Shikamaru easily lifted her off the ground and rushed her over to Konoha Hospital.

*****

“Push, Temari! You’re almost there!” Sakura yelled over from the end of the bed, her pink hair barely visible from behind Temari’s leg.

“I’m…pushing…already…!!!” They heard her exclaim among the incomprehensible noises leaving her mouth. Her body buckled as another wave of excruciating pain swept through her. Temari bit her lower lip as hard as she could to stop herself from screaming her lungs out.

Shikamaru’s knuckles turned white from her vice-like grip, but he couldn’t find it in him to care. He kept his eyes glued to her face, silently wishing that he was in her place, so he could shoulder all the pain she was feeling. When her screams subsided at last, no baby cries filled the room.

That not normal, is it? With fear in his heart, Shikamaru whipped his head towards Sakura for confirmation. He nearly collapsed in relief when her smiling eyes met his.

“It’s a boy!” Sakura gleefully raised the newborn high for the couple to see, before carefully passing him to Temari’s tired, yet eager arms. She tenderly ran her fingers through strands of black hair sticking out from the top of his head—her son had Shikamaru’s hair.

Shikamaru could only gape wordlessly at the newborn, who barely moved an inch since he was given to Temari. Unlike other babies, his son stayed unusually silent and peered up at them with his mom’s single-lidded almond eyes. The next time he spoke, Shikamaru’s voice was thick with emotion. “Can I hold him?”

Without a word, Temari sat up and carefully set their baby boy into his arms. He stiffly held on to him, as he felt the weight of the life he was partly responsible for cocooned safely in his arms.

A profound feeling suddenly washed over him. I am this boy’s father. The baby in my arms is my son.

Shikamaru felt his eyes warmed as he affectionately gazed down at his beautiful son. “He’s the most perfect gift I can ever ask for,” he croaked out, before a single tear strayed down his cheek.

Even in the state of near exhaustion, Temari couldn’t resist smirking at the reappearance of the crybaby she knew and grew to love. “Even though he interrupted our kiss a while ago?” She teased.

Shikamaru raised his eyes to lock hers in a tender gaze. “Even then. Thank you, Tem, for everything.”

Suddenly overwhelmed by the affection she felt for the man by her side, she cupped his face in her hands and brought her forehead down to his.

“Happy Birthday, Shika.”

The End.

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It’s exactly midnight, and I decided to start off this special day by showing my appreciation for my favorite man.

Happy Birthday, Shikamaru!💚

#request #anon #shikamaru #temari #shikatema #shikatemadai #took me 2 weeks to write this #can’t believe I revised and proofread this so many times yet I’m still unsatisfied #I only want the best for this darling boy ;-;#special thanks to aubskii for assuring me it’s not trash #I wanna write a fic for Dai’s birthday as well but I don’t have any ideas😅

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