Disclaimer: I have no legal ownership of Naruto or any of the related characters. If I would have an original character here, a sign saying (OC) would be placed right after the name to avoid confusion.

Warning: chapter contains language. Hinata’s OOC…she sounds like Sakura or Ino. Shows authoress’ incredible addiction to Porsche 911 Turbo and Mercedes Benz Guardian.

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“Perhaps we should leave now” Neji offered, grabbing my hand and abruptly standing up. After that fabulous speech, Hiashi was still left dumbfounded.

“Yes, perhaps we should…?” I sounded unsure. Wouldn’t it be impolite to just leave? Not that I don’t want to but I still have my manners!

“Just a moment, nephew. Miss Ten-ten could leave if she wishes to, but stay here my boy” freak. I nodded towards Neji and exited. Now, what could they possibly talk about? I have no idea. Not. Obviously, they will be talking about me. Why else would Hiashi want me to leave, and leave behind Neji? Duh! He’s going to talk about me! Of course it’s rude to talk about someone right in front of her! Backstabber…

As I closed the door, I sighed and closed my eyes.

“Ten-ten-san?” Hinata asked. I opened one eye and saw her smiling at me. She was wearing a baby blue sundress with matching flats. Beside her was a little girl who was wearing a black t shirt that says something like: “I dare you to bite me” which was an obvious pimped version of the ‘bite me’ shirt. She looked a lot like Hiashi. Must be Hanabi.

“Hey Hinata. Is this Hanabi?”

“Who else do you think?” Hanabi snapped sarcastically. Wow. When Ino and Sakura said she was a ‘little devil’, that was the understatement of the century!

“Shut up freak show, I’m not talking to you!” I rebutted.

“You’re talking to me now” she shrugged.

“And now I’m not. Hey Hina, what’s up?” I asked Hinata sweetly

“Weirdo” Hanabi muttered.

“Look who’s talking” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Hey, you’re the panda, right? From Neji’s picture?” ugh, she’s getting to my nerves.

“And you’re the devil, right? From Neji’s and everyone else’s words?” I said with a glare.

“Whoa. Never thought that my cousin actually likes gossipers” she was smirking.

“Actually, it isn’t gossip if you have proven it right” I could tell my smirk was cockier. I was right.

“But if you heard it before you knew it, it’s gossip” shit. Now what am I going to say? Damn! This girl’s got an answer for everything!

“Gossip is hearsay or something of the latter. Maybe it was a gossip, but it isn’t now” whoa. That was random.

“Hn.” She muttered. Ha! Take that! You’ve got nothing to say now! You’ve got nothing to say now!

“Urn…” Hinata was uncomfortable “Ten-ten-san, w-what brings you hear? Not that I don’t want y-you around o-or anything…”

“Nothing. I slept here last night, remember? My auntie was more than ecstatic when she found out I’m staying here” I shrugged.

“Why is that?” Hinata inquired.

“She thought she’s finally going to have a grandchild”

“Whoa slut, did you sleep with my cousin?” it was Hanabi. She had her hands in her jersey’s pockets (I thought they didn’t have any pockets!?) and she had a smirk plastered on her pale face.

“Technically, yes. I slept with him in his room. I slept on the bed, he slept on the couch. That’s sleeping together, isn’t it?” muahahahaha. The scoreboard: Ten-ten: 2, Hanabi: 0.

“Whore” fuck you, Hanabi! I’m winning here!

“Shit head” I whispered so that no one could hear.

“What was that?” whoops. Maybe it was a wee bit too loud.

“I said you’re a shit head” oh well, liars go to hell. Instead of letting the cat get my tongue, I’ll just talk.

“And you’re a fucking hoe” she said through gritted teeth.

“Bitch” I responded in the same pissed tone.

“Look who’s talking” hey I said that first!

“You have no originality” I rolled my eyes. I knew it was immature, but, hey! Gotta have a response!

“Stop it please! All the swearing! Hanabi stop it!” Hinata was in the brink of disturbia—I mean, hysteria.

“She started it!” Hanabi countered.

“Oh who called me a ‘whore’ when I was not calling you anything?”

“You called me a freak show”

“Ever heard of unconscious parts of the body?”

“Just shut up, you slut! At least I never slept with anyone before”

“Not even your mom? When you were still unborn, where were you? Where did you sleep? What you were already alone in a crib? If that’s the case, you must be some kind of human experiment!”

“Shut the fuck up” she said through gritted teeth.

“Alright” I smirked. She lost, I won. She has nothing more to say and do, than to accept defeat. Apparently she wasn’t handling it well. Haha. Loo-hoo-se-her.

“Stop it please”

“I’m sorry, Hinata. I just got carried away”

“It’s alright Ten-ten. At least you apologized” she looked at Hanabi, as if expecting her sister to also do the same.

“Hmpf” Hanabi crossed her arms and looked away. Hinata sighed and smiled.

“Say, when will you go home? Perhaps we still have time to do a girl’s bonding?” she offered.

“That’s sweet! Wait a sec, I’ll call my aunt so that she will know I’ll come home late” Hinata nodded. I fished for my phone from my pocket and pressed ‘9’, I already had my aunt on speed dial.

Hello? She asked her voice husky. Shit. Maybe I really don’t want to call right now.

“Aunt, it’s Ten-ten”

Oh, honey! Where are you? Are you alright? She didn’t sound concerned.

“I’m fine, I’m at the Hyuugas, remember? Anyway, can I sleep over for another nig--?”

Sure! Hey something’s up!

“Alright, I’ll get my things, bye!” I hung up before she had the chance to argue. Something’s fishy. Why won’t my aunt allow me to go back home? Hmmm…

“Well?”

“I can sleep over here!” I exclaimed. Hinata had a huge grin that could match Naruto’s. Hey, maybe it’s their trademark! Sweet!

“Cool, you want me to invite the others?”

“Others?”

“You know, Saks, Ino, Shikamaru-san, Sasuke-san, Kiba-kun, and Naruto-kun?” sheet! I feel a party coming on.

“Of course!!!!” I was more than happy. Hinata led me to the door and offered a ride home.

“Sheesh Hina! My home is walking distance from here!” I said with a grin. Still, it wasn’t enough to convince her. She insisted and insisted until I finally agreed. She leaped in glee and dragged me to their garage where my dream car, a black Porsche 911 Turbo was parked right next to my other dream car, a blue Mercedes Benz Guardian.

“Which one will we ride?” I asked, marveling already at the car. Hinata dragged me passed the two cars. Whoa, whoa, whoa, where are we going? No freaking way am I riding a Volvo! Hell no! I’ve got enough of it from Sai’s car. Sheesh man, it was annoying! It was so slow (Volvos are fast, but Ten-ten is exaggerating. Come to think of it, a Porsche is wayyyy faster!).

“This one!” she exclaimed, pointing over to a blue Nissan. Oh, man. Now I’m sad. I don’t want a Nissan! I want a Porsche! Or maybe a Guardian! With a 400, or is it 4000 pound body armor and missile-proof windows! Dang it! Dang it, I say!

“Err…why are we using that?”

“So we don’t attract people, silly!” she said, sounding like it was the most obvious thing in the world which probably was right now.

“Humph” I silently said. I didn’t cross my arms, not wanting to offend Hinata. Sheesh! I was just getting to know her and now I will hurt her? What am I, crazy? Okay, maybe I am but still…

“C’mon!” she said, hopping inside the plain black car. Oh well, at least no one will no that a Hyuuga princess is riding the car. Along with her chaperone. Oh well!

“Cool” I admired the leather that would give a Ford’s leather a run for its money. The leather was…well, to say pretty would be the understatement of the century, let alone ‘cool’. There was no term to describe the midnight blue leather with some…feathery (??) design.

“Thanks. It’s my choice”

“This is your car?!”

“Yeah…unlike nii-san and Hanabi, I’m not so much into fabulous cars”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Who owns those cars!?”

“Err…Hanabi owns the Porsche and cousin owns the—”

“MERCEDES BENZ GUARDIAN!?!” I shrieked. How dare Neji not tell me he has a freaking Guardian for a car!?! And all this time I thought he owned the limpy Volvo.

“Yeah. Is there something wrong?” she asked, anxiety coloring her tone. Getting in the car as well, I shifted uncomfortably with the seatbelt. The thing won’t bulge! “Here let me help you” she offered and with a ‘pop’, the seatbelt was…well, it was fine. Hmpf. I have to embarrass myself to wear a freaking seatbelt.

“No, it’s just that, he never told me…haha” I waved it off like it wasn’t the big thing that should be. Okay, what? Err…major sweat drop moment.

“Oh, well, I’m sure he had a reason” she revved up the engine and pressed a black button that was engraved on the remote. The big door opened. She pressed on the pedal and we zoomed out of the place, slowing down to let the guard open the gate. Hinata gave the guard an instruction in French and the French guard nodded once, his dark mahogany hair bouncing with his head.

“What did you say?”

“I told him to inform my dad that I will have a slumber party. Of course, knowing my dad, he wouldn’t care about what I do. He’s just going to be raged if I don’t let him know that I’ll use the house, though” she shrugged.

“Oh” then we both fell into a comfortable silence. The sound was…well…deafening. I was used with silence, being the silent type, but this!? Man, it was only comfortable in the first part! Now it’s heinous.

“Are you alright? You seem uncomfortable” Hinata said, eyeing me from the corner of her eye, I assume, since the Hyuugas don’t exactly have pupils.

“Hey, Hinata, I’m just curious. Don’t get offended or anything”

“Sure”

“Why are your eyes…well…like that?” I stammered, hoping that I didn’t offend her.

“Oh, it dates back to history. About…well, before the Opium Wars. You see, our ancestors were kind of like this…ninja assassin group that would murder just about anyone they see, as long as their enemies. The chief…well, he was blind. His eyes were blinded. It’s what we all know today as cataract, of course they didn’t know back then. Anyway, he claimed that he could “see” things through the spirit of humans. The chief, my great, great, great, great…it goes on, grandfather, is the head assassin because of his incredible inhuman ways of attacking, despite his blindness. Direct-blood-related Hyuugas to him also inherited his cataract…but also the weird ability. As we all know, everything evolves. Soon, the next inheritors still have this eye problem, but they can see, and they also got the ability to “see” chakras.” She said, making an abrupt left turn.

“So, the whole ‘cataract’ thing is real!?” and all this time I thought it was a joke.

“Used to be”

“But now, it isn’t true since your eyes can see perfectly, right?”

“Uh-huh”

“Cool. Do you still have…the ‘sight’?”

“I guess so” she shrugged, “Say, where is your house? All I know is that it is in this street”

“How did you know?”

“I saw you one time walking here”

“Oh, well, it’s over there” I pointed over to the bright yellow house at the end of the street.

“Cute house” Hinata giggled.

“Not mine, though. It belongs to my aunt. If that was mine, yellow wouldn’t be the color”

“Oh, then what is?”

“You don’t want to know. It would look worse than Dracula’s house himself”

“Ah, of course, the legendary bloodsucker”

“You know, something is wrong with Dracula” we came to a halt. She parked right behind my cousin’s Volvo. We got out of the car.

“What?”

“Supposedly, he’s dead. And then all of a sudden, he can sleep. What the hell is that!?” I asked out loud. Really. Stephenie Meyer is right. The dead cannot sleep.

“Ah, but I thought Dracula wasn’t dead. He just got his weird…bloodsucking thing from his dad, right?”

“Yeah, but I know he was killed by his dad himself”

“Really?’

“Says my cousins”

“Cool. Why do they drink blood again?” by this time, I was already fishing for my keys in my back pocket.

“His dad gone psych from the death of his mom. Then, he got “bloodthirsty” in the literal ways and…well, you get the story”

“So, it was his dad why he’s like that?”

“More or less. You know what they say it’s all about bad parenting. The child is how you raise him. If you plant an apple seed, an apple tree will grow” I said with a shrug. I guess that concept applies. I was finally able to open the door and we steppe in.

“Hey cousin. Who’s this beautiful lady with you?” Sai greeted us. He was leaning on the dining door frame.

“Sai, you old fag, you think every girl is pretty”

“Except for you”

“Fuck you jerk”

“Fabulous language little cousin”

“Talk to the butt” I said as I lead Hinata upstairs to my room. We reached the end of the hall way and I opened the black door that says: go away, along with some….hand gestures. My aunt practically broke my ear drums when she saw the sign but I don’t care. Hey! I’m already 18! I could do whatever I want with my life.

“Cool room” Hinata said, admiring my room, but at the same time, sounding uneasy.

“Really, if you feel like throwing up, my bathroom’s over there” I pointed over to a navy blue door. My room was medium-sized. My queen bed was in the middle, beside it was lamp table, and then to the left was a little study table with a chair. To the west, my wardrobe was placed beside my bathroom door so taking clothes wouldn’t be a hassle. To the east, there was my library. A shelve that extended to my door from my window (that is the length of my whole room) filled with books of different genres of different authors. From Stephen King, to Anne Rice, to Meg Cabot, to Dan Brown, to J.K. Rowling, to Stephenie Meyer and it goes on. My walls were painted with black and red checkers (I have a school mate who’s room is the same) and Metallica, and other hard rock bands, posters, but despite the rock designs, there are also other posters, like Muse (WE LOVE YOU MUSE!!!) posters, Twilight, Harry Potter, Fushigi Yuugi, Bleach, Death Note, Boys Like Girls (TOTALLY LOVE YOU GUYS!!), My Chemical Romance, Oceans 11 and 13, and some others.

“No! This is such a nice room!” she mused, gently sitting down on my bed where my silver Apple laptop, and Dan Brown’s Angels and Demons, was. “You read this?”

“Hell yeah! The Illuminati symbol was awesome! Such a shame Robert refused to believe it” I shrugged. I was only beginning to read the book and I was already captivated by it.

“Of course. It is a very wonderful book indeed. Have you tried reading Dan Brown’s other works?” she inquired, scanning the book from cover to cover. I thought about that for a while and beamed,

“Not yet. But do you have any book of his?” I was hopeful she has. With a vigorous nod, she grinned.

“Yes, I have all three: The Da Vinci Code, Angels and Demons, and Deception Point”

“Mind if I borrow them?”

“Nope, not at all. Neji-niisan is reading Deception Point, though, so I cannot guarantee I could give it to you immediately. He is a fan of mystery and protects his book like a lion. Deception Point belongs to him, Hanabi owns Angels and Demons and mine is The Da Vinci Code.” She said.

“No problemo. I can wait until he finished the book” and I assured her a thumbs up.

“Do you mind if I use your phone?” she asked, eyeing the white wireless that lay on my nightstand. I gestured the phone with my hand and shrugged.

“Sure go ahead” I said. As she approached it, I began to head towards my wardrobe and pulled out a blue medium-sized Nike body bag. I began ruffling my closets for things that would make me comfortable.

“Hey, Hinata, do you have a swimming pool of some sort? Neji used to tell me you have one”

“Yes, we do. Indoor and outdoor, and father has a resort nearby. What would you prefer?” she said, blocking the mouthpiece with her hand. I gulped. The Hyuugas were not only popular for business, but also for their chains of resorts, chains of hotels, chains of everything!

“Uhm…how far is the resort? If it’s near…I guess it’s not that bad.” I stammered, unsure of what to tell her. Hinata grinned mischievously, then nodded and returned back to speaking to whoever was on the other line. Ah…summer…. I averted my attention back to packing. Throwing my bag to the bed, I quickly skimmed the neatly folded pile on the bottom. My eyes landed on a red-laced bikini my crazy mother used to force me into wearing. Beside it…more skimpy bikinis. I decided to simply grab the red one and the navy blue one beside it, and searched for boy shorts that could go along with it; I found one. I gently laid my swimsuit beside my bag, then went back to choosing clothing. I grabbed a shirt that says: Bite Me and my fist will Imprint on your face (pimped it when I had it), baggy camouflage shorts, my brown panda PJs, a green hoodie, then decided on more clothes. I got another shirt saying: EDWARD CULLEN KILLED HEDWIG (I erased the ‘I love’ part with red permanent ink and made it look liked x-ed so that it’s still cool), a white tank top, my brown pedal, and some socks. I grabbed a towel and closed my wardrobe, quickly heading to the walk-in closet that was hidden beside the tiny library and began scanning for cool Chuck’s or Van’s. I grabbed my black and red Chuck’s, my checkered red and white Van’s, and a pair of Havaianas red flip-flops. Happy, I placed my shoes inside my bag, at the bottom, followed by my clothes, and then the bikinis, knowing I will be using them early. Then, I headed for the bathroom and grabbed the green leathered Gucci bag of toiletries. I checked: toothbrush, check; toothpaste, check; comb, check; lip balm, check. Then, finally, I fished my D&G bag of cosmetics. Again, I checked: lip gloss, check, mascara, check, lipstick, check; eye liner, check; blush on, check…and the list goes on. I placed my toiletries and cosmetics in one of the pockets in front of the bag and zipped the huge zipper, my Toushiro keychain, dangling.

Finally, when I was ready, I grabbed my cell phone, my long wallet, my keys and I slung my huge professional camera on my neck. I placed my phone and wallet in my back pockets and I twirled my keys expertly on my hand. I slung my bag on my shoulders and looked back, hoping it doesn’t look like it’s in the brink of bulging anytime. Nope. It wasn’t, and it didn’t. I heaved a sigh of relief and grabbed my little Hello Kitty throw pillow. I stood behind Hinata who just finished her call.

“Ready?” I asked with a grin.

“You bet” there was a spark in her twinkling eyes and I knew something was up…be it good or bad…or worse…

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Me: holy bull sheet of paper making factories I wanna go to the beach!

Deidara: if I hadn’t known any better, you might actually be cussing out there. eh

Me: do you understand how fucking long this chapter is!?

Deidara: Hidan, if that’s you, get out of the kid’s body! Eh

Me: no you, moron. It’s really me! It got 10 pages in Word!

Deidara: hmmm…that’s pretty short. Eh.

Me: Deidara, my former chapters only acquired six or five pages.

Deidara: oh…that’s is long, eh.

Me: review me please. I know most of this chapter is nonsense, but still, please review me. By the way, please vote in my poll and also, I love Dan Brown’s work and I’m currently begging my dad to get me a copy of Deception Point and The Da Vinci Code.