I'll be requesting a Nartuo drabble from you. To be different, I'll ask you for a Hinata/Naruto pairing :D I don't really care what goes in the drabble, anything you want is fine.

Love ya
~Omi

Done and sent. I'd have posted it here, but lj thinks that it's too long.
-_- *sighs* Oh well.
~A

I <3 you.

Alright then, let's try this meme out:
Please do a drabble that details the harrowing journey of Kenshin as he tries to find the best detergent for his laundry.

Done, and sent. Let me know if it doesn't come through for some reason. :D
~A

Because I love you, I'm going to request a Shikamaru/Temari drabble. Any plot is fine with me!
Lots of Love!
~Maggie

Here you are, dear. :) This one is actually short enough for me to post here... O.o

Word count: 438
Shikamaru clung tighter to the wet, slippery bark of the tree, hoping that it (unlike many of its fellows) would remain standing. He might have had cause to wonder what the hell he was doing on the beach in southern Wind country in the middle of a hurricane, but a glance in his companion’s direction was all the answer that question really required.
“You want to go to the beach when there’s a hurricane about to hit at any moment?” He had asked Temari incredulously when she had first proposed the trip three days ago.
“Yes,” she had given him that assured, cocky Look and smirked at him. “What’s the matter, Shikamaru-chan, are you scared of a little storm?”
And I, of course, am dumb enough to fall for that one every time. Konoha’s laziest ninja rolled his eyes at himself, and peered around through the driving wind and rain to see if he could spot her now.
Much to his relief, he could. She was making slow, steady progress up from the beach, finally moving more than a foot away from where the monstrous waves were crashing nearly at her feet. Not that he would ever admit that he’d been worried about her, but….
“Okay!” She yelled when she reached his tree. “I’ve got what I wanted!”
“Yeah, sure, it only took you an hour…” Shikamaru grumbled, voice lost in the howling of the storm. Temari was in the process of creating a new, more powerful jutsu for her fan, and had decided that studying the wind patterns of so fierce a hurricane could provide some interesting and useful material.
Shikamaru thought she was insane (she already had one that could level half a forest!) but had decided to humor her anyway. Never hurt to be prepared, he supposed. And he had to admit that she was looking particularly well just now, with her sandy-blonde hair come loose from its bindings, and her clothes soaked and sticking to her skin, and her blue-green eyes flashing with excitement….
She didn’t protest when he pinned her up against the tree, holding them both still against the wind and kissed her breathless. Not that she’d admit to liking it when he got aggressive, but that was all just part of the game they played.
A few minutes later they stopped and began carefully making their way towards the shelter the town had built specifically to withstand the hurricanes. The storm would likely take a few more hours to blow over, but Shikamaru thought that they could find something to occupy their time with.
Maybe this wasn’t so troublesome after all.

Hehehe. ;P
~A

Much approval, dearie! Many thanks!

I'd love to see something Ino/Chou if it's not too much trouble. With cookies. @^-^@

One Ino/Chou with cookies, coming right up! ;)

Word count: 435
“I’ll be back soon!” Ino called out the door and then headed quickly down the street, the wrapped bundle cradled carefully in her arms. It didn’t take her long to reach the bottom of the stairs leading up to the platform where her two teammates liked to relax in the afternoons.
Well, she thought upon reaching the top of the steps, one of them is.
Chouji was the only one there today, and Ino vaguely recalled Shikamaru mentioning that his mother had wanted his help with some project at home today.
Oh well! Chouji will still like these cookies. Ino plopped herself down next to her larger teammate and smiled at him as she placed the box between them and opened it.
“Mom made cookies,” she explained to his question, “and said that I should bring some to share with you and Shikamaru.”
“Ah, thank you!” Chouji began munching happily away, giving her his wide, sweet smile and then settling back to look at the clouds again.
Ino looked longingly at the cookies, then wrenched her eyes away to look at the clouds too. The cookies were peanut butter with chocolate chips…her very favorite….
“Have some, Ino,” Chouji urged as if he could read her thoughts.
Ino bit her lip, torn. “I’m supposed to be on a diet right now….”
“Forget about the diets, Ino,” Chouji shook his head earnestly. “They’re not good for you. You exercise more than enough to keep yourself healthy, so you could eat cookies and chips every once in a while. It’s not good for anyone to be stick-thin, anyway.”
Ino was about to dismiss this out-of-hand, but paused instead. Chouji had been putting in quite a bit of time studying dietary habits and their effects ever since he made chuunin…maybe he did know what he was talking about. She realized abruptly that she didn’t even know why she bothered dieting anymore. Once, she had done it to keep herself looking sexy for Sasuke-kun…but he had been gone for two years now and her crush had faded considerably in that time.
“Hmm,” she eyed the cookies briefly, then glanced up at her teammate. “Maybe you’re right, Chouji.” She leaned over and gave his chocolate-and-cookie-crumb lips a quick kiss. Pulling back with a mischievous grin, she snagged a couple cookies out of the box and headed for the stairs. “Maybe a few cookies will do me good!”
Chouji stared after his pretty teammate in shock for a moment, then grinned and licked his lips. That was a nice flavor. He leaned back and drifted off, dreaming happily of Ino and cookies.

Enjoy!
~A

Sweetness! That was so cute. @^-^@