Shikamarus pov

I was turning into bed for the night when I got the sudden urge to say goodnight to neji. What is wrong with me!? Still it couldn't hurt to say goodnight.

I peaked in through his door to find an empty bed and an open window. I rushed over to the window with worse case scenarios running through my head. What if he's been kidnapped? What if the pressure of getting married was too much and he jumped? Oh god what if he's dead!

"Shikamaru?" I looked up to see neji sitting on the rooftop.

"Neji? Dear god what are you doing up there!" I climbed up beside him.

"Relax Nara. I've been climbing rooftops since I was a kid" he chuckled.

We sat beside each other in silence, his eyes set on the twinkling stars above us. I always loved the way his eyes looked under the stars, the way his eyes reflected the stars so perfectly. They were beautiful. He was beautiful. I shook my head. No shikamaru! You can't let yourself think like that. It's a bad idea-

"Brr" neji shivered as a gust of wind hit him. I took my jacket off and wrapped it around his shoulder "thanks" he nodded.

"Of course. We can't have you catching a cold" I pulled him closer. I expected him to pull away but to my surprise he nuzzled closer. I felt my face heated up as I tried to detract myself with the stars. Damn. I've got it bad don't I?