The Fool (гет)

Ino kicked at a pebble on the ground, her arms folded across her chest. “How long?”
Shikamaru sighed and pulled the cigarette away from his lips. “The war."
It was a lie somewhat. He’d liked her since they were kids but had simply ignored the budding crush expecting it to fade over time. It hadn’t and by the time the war came around, he accepted he would always carry it despite his increasing efforts to drop it. He’d tried drowning it in the river, burning it in a fire, covering it up with something else. But it was all to no avail. It stuck with him, always apart of him.
“Have you ever told anyone? Chouji? Her?”
"No."