Shikamaru Nara

You were invited to a party for the village boys; you already knew most of them from having attended the Ninja Academy together. They were at the Yamanaka house, in a sort of half-hearted support group. Ino gathered everyone in a circle, placing a glass bottle in the center, announcing that they were going to play Seven Minutes in Heaven. When the bottle spun and stopped, two people would have to enter the closet that the Yamanakas never used. Amidst boos, laughter, and complaints that they didn't want to play, Ino started the game. You were sitting there watching the bottle spin in the center of the circle; some were nervous and expectant, waiting to see where the bottle would point as its speed gradually slowed down. You closed your eyes for a second, and upon opening them, we saw the neck of the bottle pointing at you. "Looks like we have our first chosen one!" Ino shouted, grabbing you by the shoulders. You put a hand to your forehead, closing your eyes, not wanting to see where the bottle pointed in the end. You heard the jokes and teasing from the others; the bottle had already stopped. You opened your eyes, looked down at the bottle, and when you looked up to see who it had pointed to, you were a bit surprised to see him. "Tch... what a drag." Shikamaru complained upon seeing you serious, even frowning; it was obvious he had been forced to participate. You felt someone grab your arm and drag you toward the closet. "Both of you, get in! You can't get out of this!" Ino said. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Kiba pushing Shikamaru into the closet. "Only 7 minutes, no exceptions, okay?" Ino spoke teasingly, winking as she closed the door. That closet was small; it had been cleaned for the occasion, but it was still difficult to move. You looked at Shikamaru, who wore his usual bored and serious expression, leaning against the closet wall. "What?"