Temari blasts Shikamaru with wind and bodies him

At the moment the tips of their fingers were about to touch, there was some kind of commotion from behind him.

Shikamaru’s body shot up and danced through the air. As he flew along with incredible force, thrown almost to the ceiling, Shikamaru saw Gengo standing with his legs braced. The revolutionaries surrounding the throne at the top of the stairs were also holding fast in the face of the sudden gust. The only one in the air was Shikamaru.

He crashed into the ceiling, and an intense pain coursed through his body. In the next instant, the wind stopped, and he started falling.

“Ngah!” Unable to even roll into the fall, his back slammed heavily into the floor, knocking the wind out of him. He had been blown away from Gengo, farther away than the still-imprisoned Soku and Ro.

“Shikamaru!” From the entrance, a giant roar shook the room.

A woman’s voice. A familiar voice.

“What are you doing here?”

Clutching his back, Shikamaru turned his eyes toward the voice.

A woman with a sharp gaze and golden hair tied into two bundles stood there, holding a giant fan in both hands. And that fan had no doubt created the wind that had knocked Shikamaru flying.

Temari...

...

“Hmm?” Shikamaru brought his own hand to his nose.

It was wet. At some point, blood had started coming from his left nostril.

“That Temari...” The only cause for the nosebleed he could think of was that she had slammed him up against the ceiling with that sudden gust.

(Shikamaru Hiden: A Cloud Drifting in Silent Darkness, The Land of Silence, Ch 7)