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Okay, I don't think you hafta disclaim every chapter so I think this is the last one because I am running out of clever ways to do it.
One Night Stand
"Lee!" Tenten huffed, finally reaching the top of the mountain. "Stop," She stumbled to his side, yanking his backpack off his shoulders and pulling out her water bottle, "going so fast." She finished her sentence before guzzling down half the bottle. "I'm not an athlete. I can't move as fast as you!"
He wiped sweat off his brow, grinning at her. "Once upon a time, you would've raced me all the way up!"
Tenten rolled her eyes. "No I wouldn't, because I wouldn't risk tripping and falling to my death." She motioned to a cliff. "Unlike you, moron." His grin didn't dim and Tenten shook her head taking another breath and drinking the rest of the water. "On the way down, you're not leaving my side."
His grin fell, "but you move so slow."
Tenten opened his backpack, presumably to put the empty bottle back, but instead dumped the contents onto the ground. "Race ya back down!" Dropping his bag, Tenten turned around, booking it to the path. Lee hollered in protest, leaning down to shove everything in his backpack as quickly as he could.
"YOU ARE A CHEATER, TENTEN. AND CHEATERS NEVER PROSPER."
"This is Karma, Tenten." Lee said matter-of-factly. "You cheated and Karma came for you."
"Shut up!" Tenten pulled back, punching his shoulder and struggling in his arms until he put her down. "I don't need your help, you stupid head!" she stamped her good foot childishly and tried in vain to limp back down the rest of the mountain.
Lee scowled, pulling her back. "Don't hurt yourself anymore, dimwit!"
"I'm not a dimwit." She mumbled, more to herself than him.
On the race back down, Tenten had failed to notice some bikers making their way up until the last moment—and in a last ditch effort to get out of their way, she had fallen over and was now sporting an attractive bruise on her face, a swollen lip and a limp.
And when Lee had found her, instead of being a normal friend and laughing at her before helping her up, he had shed an embarrassing amount of tears before picking her up and carrying her down , scolding her like a child the entire way down—completely oblivious to the strange looks other hikers were giving them.
She let him pick her up again—it was better not to fight Lee, winning was impossible before steering the conversation away from her stupidity. "So, your first competition is today?"
He nodded once in affirmation. "Yeah. It's only the first round stuff, though. I probably won't even get to fight today."
"Shouldn't you be doing last minute training then?"
"We should." He moved to the side to let a young man get passed him. "But yesterday the entire team got drunk. Like drunk. Sensei was furious," he shuddered. "So, he's trying to get them all to rest up so they're prepared for tonight. And then after, he'll make us run suicides for the rest of our lives."
"I hope you didn't drink anything! You are the most uncontrollable lightweight!"
Lee's cheeks pinked. "No, I didn't!"
Noticing something amiss, Tenten grabbed his face, forcing him to look her dead in the eyes. "What did you do then?"
His face pinked further and before Tenten's mind could jump to the most disgusting of conclusions he answered: "I called your pretty friend. A lot."
Her eyes widened as he continued, "I was so nervous I just called and then I would hang up."
"How many times?" He hesitated and Tenten demanded more forcefully. "How many times?!"
"I lost count." He confessed, honestly.
Tenten cackled, imagining a terrified, paranoid Sakura holed up in her room, crying and clutching a broom for protection.
"She's into that, don't stop." She advised.
After wrapping her leg and fretting for an hour over her, Tenten had almost managed to shoo Lee out her apartment—until Kiba emerged from his bedroom, whining about early morning racket.
Shrieking in indignation, Lee pointed an accusing finger at him. "Who is that?!"
Rubbing his tired eyes, Kiba ignored Lee. "Who's your friend with the volume-control problems?"
"Tenten, you live with a man? IMPROPRIETY! IMPROPRIETY! You have become too modern, Tenten! This is too much! I demand that you tell me who this fiend is!"
Whenever he became emotional, Lee's dialect changed and it always made Tenten laugh—and apparently Kiba too. "Seriously, who is this guy?" Kiba grinned, making a show of leering at Tenten's bare legs.
"YOU DISGUSTING BRUTE!" Lee howled. "I WILL SLAY YOU WHERE YOU STAND!"
Moving into an attack position to defend Tenten's honor, Lee glared at Kiba fiercely. "He's just my roommate, Lee." Tenten explained, after her laughter had subsided. "I've been living with him for over a year."
"And Kiba," Tenten addressed him, "this is my friend Lee—he's visiting."
Kiba stuck out his hand for a handshake and Lee took it distrustfully. "I don't approve of this fellow." Lee sniffed. "I insist you find a new place of residence as quickly as you can."
"Not gonna happen," Tenten deadpanned and when he moved to argue "end of discussion. Now go. I'm fine and you were about to head out the door before my idiot roommate woke up. And either way, you have your competition in a couple hours." Standing up, Tenten began pushing Lee towards the door, ignoring his protesting.
Hugging him quickly, Tenten waved a little goodbye, before slamming the door in his face.
"DO NOT THINK I AM DONE WITH YOU, SWINE." Lee banged on the door once and Tenten couldn't help but grin.
"Goodbye Lee!" she banged back, listening to him grumble and his fading footsteps.
"Quite a character." Tenten agreed, "yeah, he is."
A minute or so of silence later, Kiba cracked a wolfish grin. "Have you screwed him?"
"Fuck off, Kiba."
"What happened to your face?" Ino inspected her nails. "The bruise," she specified "your face was ugly before, but I'm not talking about that."
"Ha ha." Tenten replied sarcastically. "I went hiking with a friend this morning and I fell. And don't you have other friends you can irritate?"
Ino shook her head. "Sakura's holed up in her house studying for an exam tomorrow, Chouji's got work and I got you left."
"You could stay home alone?" Tenten suggested and Ino shook her head. "Would rather not."
"Okay well, my leg is fine." She made a show of twisting her ankle about. "And my lip was swollen earlier but that's good too! So, I guess we could head out and do something."
"Excellent!" Ino patted Tenten's uninjured cheek. "I'll be back in an hour—I'm going to get beautiful."
"Oh, but you're already so angelic." Tenten called dryly as Ino skipped out of her apartment.
After showering and slipping on a pair of jeans and t-shirt, Tenten waited for Ino to return. 'I hope she knows I was just talking about a movie…' Chuckling as she imagined Ino showing up in a ball gown.
A light knock at the door had her on her feet. "Wow, I wasn't expecting you for awhi—" She cut herself off when, instead of Ino, her lovely fiancé stood.
She suddenly felt extremely naked and stammered out a hello before nodding curtly. Suddenly the weight of her situation hit her again and she was about ready to slam the door, curl into a ball by the door, and hyperventilate until Kiba came out of his room and threw her out the window or something.
And the fact that he was staring at her so intently, did not help. At all. Finally, he spoke:
'A lot.' Was her immediate mocking thought, but she didn't voice it. Instead, looking quite confused until she realized he was talking about her face.
"I fell this morning."
He didn't say anything, silently touching her bruise, applying light pressure. When she winced slightly, his eyes narrowed.
"Don't endanger yourself again."
Before Tenten could tell him to shove it, he had grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of her apartment.
"H-Hey!" He shut the door quietly and Tenten couldn't help but wonder why he was polite to everything and everyone that wasn't her. "I had plans!" she objected.
He ignored her completely, pulling her along and she tried to twist her wrist out of his solid grip—all in vain. "You are my fiancée and if you refuse to care for yourself then I will."
Tenten gave up, letting his tug her into the elevator. "Excuse me?"
He ignored her and instead grabbed her chin, tilting her head up. Anticipating a kiss, her breath hitched—but instead, he stared at her bruise—as if his heated glare would make it disappear.
"It's not a big deal." She tried unsuccessfully to bring him some peace of mind. "It'll be gone in a few days."
Again, he didn't say anything and Tenten backed out of his arms. "You know, I'm trying to have a conversation with you and you're kind of being a silent douchebag."
The elevator lurched to a stop and he again grabbed her hand and pulled her along.
"Where are you taking me?!" Tenten cried, exasperated.
Tenten pulled him back in disbelief. "I don't need to go to the hospital! Really, it's nothing."
He eyed her skeptically and she stared back. "It's just a bruise. It doesn't even hurt!"
In response, Neji pinched her harmed cheek and she let out a surprised squeak. "What the h—"
"You are injured. I would not care if it was a simple paper cut—we would go to the hospital." Grabbing her hand this time, he pulled her out towards his car.
"Good Lord…" Tenten grumbled.
"I didn't know you were such a drama queen." Tenten quipped as they left the hospital. Doctors had assured Neji multiple times that she was absolutely, positively okay before he had agreed to leave.
"I am not a drama queen."
Pulling the icepack away from her face for a moment, Tenten stopped. Neji turned to look at her in alarm. Was she okay? Did she need to go back?
However, she just began laughing—at him.
"What's so amusing?"
Tenten did not grace him with a reply, instead clutching her gut and continuing to guffaw.
"What." He demanded, an embarrassed tinge marking his cheeks.
She wiped her eyes and managed to straighten her posture, still chuckling lightly. "Look at yourself. A big, tough, stoic guy. And then imagine yourself saying 'I am not a drama queen.'" She lowered her voice several octaves—which Neji found equally irritating and cute. "It's funny!" she exclaimed when his lips didn't even upturn.
Instead, after a slightly awkward moment of silence, he simply said. "Well, I'm not."
And Tenten keeled over in mirth once again.
"Sorry I'm late—I had to get pretty!" Ino put her car keys on Tenten's kitchen table, calling out. "Hello? Tenten?"
Biting her bottom lip, Ino took a quick stroll around the apartment, wondering if Tenten was playing a game of hide and seek with her.
And when she found she was there alone, she felt a whole lot less beautiful.
"What are we doing?"
"We are on a date." Neji informed her, handing her an ice cream cone and opening the door out of the shop for her.
Tenten nodded as he took her hand and intertwined their fingers. She didn't bother to pull away—it was useless. "Where were you born?"
"When's your birthday?"
"What's your favourite colour?"
"What are you doing?" Tenten tugged him to a stop, scowling up at him.
"I'm learning about you." He said carefully, looking completely confused. Tenten found him quite adorable for a moment before knocking the thought out of her mind.
"By interviewing me?"
"By going on a date." He corrected.
"You don't question the crap out of a date." She nudged his shoulder and he fell silent. Tenten noticed that he didn't have an ice cream and took another enthusiastic bite of her cone before asking. "Why didn't you get any ice cream?"
"I didn't eat a lot of sugar growing up."
"My uncle believed that sugar was foolish and undermined self-discipline."
"He sounds like a real party." Tenten drawled sarcastically. "Well, why don't you eat sugar now?"
Tucking the hand that was not holding hers into his pocket, he shrugged. "Habit, I suppose."
"That's daft." Tenten nudged him again and he stopped. She pulled him across the street towards a small candy shop "and we're just going to have to change that!"
"This too." Tenten picked up a chocolate covered sour gummy bear and motioned for Neji to open his mouth.
He grunted in protest. "This is too much, Tenten."
"I'm making up for your childhood!"
"That's not your job. Your job is to make up my future."
"Well, I could never marry a man who can't appreciate sugar." She teased.
He fell silent and looked at her oddly. Feeling uncomfortable, she popped the chocolate covered sour gummy bear in her mouth.
A moment later, his mouth was on hers and his tongue was pulling out the candy. He pulled away slightly, chewing thoughtfully. "I will eat every piece of candy in this shop," He declared, "If you marry me tomorrow."
"I can barely stand being your fiancée." She joked.
Turning around swiftly, she scooped some more chocolate almonds into her bag and she marched to the cash register. The look on his eyes when she had said that had been too much for her.
"What about your parents?" Tenten stopped staring at the stain on the elevator floor and glanced at Neji out of the corner of her eye. He had insisted on walking her back up to her apartment but had not said a single word since they had exited his car.
"You said that your uncle wouldn't let you eat sugar—but what about your parents?"
"My mother died giving birth to me. My father died when I was seven." His voice was cold and detached and Tenten's heart swelled with empathy. "Do not pity me. It was almost twenty years ago."
"I don't feel pity. I feel sadness for the love you lost." Hesitating for a moment, Tenten put her hand on his arm and squeezed empathetically. "It couldn't have been easy growing up."
"I'm not weak." Harshly, he shook her off and Tenten was taken by surprise. Clearly, she had hit a sore spot.
"I never said you were."
"You implied it. With your silly words and empathy."
The elevator dinged as they arrived on the ninth floor. Tenten stepped out, stopping Neji from following with a cold stare.
"You are a proud man." She began. "But pride will only get you so far."
Neither of them would break eye contact—and it was only when the elevator closed that the spell between them was broken.
Tenten stood, staring at the elevator door. She did not realize how long until it dinged again and Neji emerged, looking distraught and surprised to see her. It was less than a fraction of a second, though and before she could fully register his presence, he strode toward her like a man possessed and kissed her like a man starved.
'Sorry about ditching! Neji showed up out of nowhere and dragged me to the hospital—long story.'
'No worries, I made other plans.'
'Of course, of course! The ever popular Ino ;)'
Ino did not reply, sticking her phone back in her purse and tossing her bra and underwear in too. Struggling into her skirt, unshed tears began to blur her vision. Careful not to smudge her makeup, Ino wiped her eyes and glanced at the man who lay snoring in bed.
Another sob made its way out of her throat and she scurried out of the bedroom—half clothed and looking a mess. She took a final look at the apartment. She took a moment to dream that if she stayed, she would end up with a man proposing marriage, fawning after her and ready to do anything for her hand.
But Ino knew her fairytale had been over for a long time.
And she left. Feeling disgusting, worthless and dirty.
But at least she was wanted.
'I want to fuck you so bad.'
'I want to fuck you.'
'I want you so bad.'
'I want you.'
'I want you.'
I UPDATED. IN JUST OVER A WEEK. I HAVE NEVER EVER DONE THAT BEFORE. PRAISE ME. BOW TO ME. WORSHIP ME. REVIEW ME.
I ALSO FEEL ANOTHER CHAPTER COMING… SO REVIEW AND MAYBE I'LL GET IT OUT?
Anyhow, so I made a few minor changes to the previous chapters. Like, instead of being from China, I made it so Tenten & Lee are from Iwa—it's a lot easier if you keep a story in an entirely made-up universe :) Then I don't have to worry about making cultural mistakes and all that jazz.
ALSO. So, I added that fun little depressing tidbit about Ino. A real joy, I know. I need to know how you feel about that. If you've read my profile, you know that I was planning to write a fic that concentrated on Ino (she is, without a doubt, one of my favourite characters) so I'm testing the waters here… what do you think?! TOO EMO? TOO MELODRAMATIC? HELP.
And, ya know… I hear that subliminal (reviewreviewreviewreviewreviewreview) messaging is very effective… ;)
SERIOULY. ALMOST NOBODY REVIEWED THE LAST CHAPTER & I KNOW IT WASN'T THAT GREAT BUT IT STILL HURTS THE SELF-ESTEEM, YA KNOW? So thanks to y'all that did review! Particularly those of you who told me to stop being so self-deprecating! :) I love y'all (:
okay, and a quick heads up! This chapter will probably be up for a few weeks... & then I'm going to delete every chapter but the first one! (WHAT?) This story has taken some different twists and turns in my mind and I feel like I need to put those into the story (by a few, I mean a lot!) The first few chapters are going to be very different, however, the story is going to end up in the same place! (Does that make sense?) Anyhow, bear with me! I'm going to be adding the new chapters in like boom, boom, boom one after the other!