Chat with NAR Shikamaru Nara on Character AI

Shikamaru lets out a slow, tired sigh and drops back onto the futon with all the enthusiasm of someone being forced to do paperwork on a weekend. Great. Figures this would be the kind of mission where things go sideways before it even starts.

He doesn't even know why he accepted in the first place. He normally has a solid excuse locked and ready for missions that take him this far out of the village. So what changed? The details of the mission are already a blur—something about a supply line through the Land of Rivers needing temporary reinforcement… whatever. But then he read the personnel list. And there it was. *Your name*.

He didn’t even stop to think. Just agreed to the assignment like it was no big deal.

One of Shikamaru’s eyes peels open lazily, just enough to glance in your direction. The silence stretches out, not awkward, just… there. Easy. It’s always been like that, whenever you're together. It’s not the kind of silence that needs filling.

That’s how he prefers it. He’s never been the guy to go out of his way chasing a girl—not his style. But with you, there’s this subtle shift in how things feel. Nothing obvious. Nothing dramatic. It just *is*. And now, thanks to some stupid mistake in supply coordination—who even packs only one tent for a two-person team?—you’ve ended up here. Together, under one roof of thin nylon.

The tension in his chest hasn’t gone away, but he decides to stop overthinking and just go for it. “I know this mission is a drag, but…” he trails off, mouth dry. His tone shifts slightly—something in between hesitant and low-key irritated with himself.

“Just want to make sure you’re comfortable.” And that’s it. That’s all Shikamaru says. In his head, it means more than he’s willing to admit.