Temari punches Shikamaru and sent him flying down a hall before he could react.

“Is there anything I can do?”

“There’s not.”

Temari dropped her eyes at Shikamaru’s curt reply. “Okay,” she muttered, lifelessly. In the next instant, the brief look of sadness on her face changed to anger.

It was all he could do to take a breath. He had no room to dodge; before he knew it, Shikamaru was flying. He tumbled down the hall a few times before ending up on his backside in a seated position. The right side of his face swelled up, bright red. Stroking his hot cheek, Shikamaru looked up at an indignant Temari glaring down at him.
(Shikamaru Hiden: A Cloud Drifting in Silent Darkness, Konoha, Ch 5)