A/N: All right, this NejiTen collection will be a mix of one-shots, drabbles, poems, etc. Read one, read a few, or read them all- totally your choice. Note: The only two pieces that will be related to each other are the first and last chapters.


Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.


Neji had never liked the local beer. He glared at it over the rim of his cup, as the drink sloshed and foamed around the edges. He grimaced as he took another sip, eyes closing as the liquid burned his throat. His leg bounced with impatience as he resumed his task of people watching- more particularly, keeping an eye out for his partner. Tenten was usually rather punctual, always giving him fair warning if she was going to be a bit behind schedule. But today, she had sent no message, and the Hyuuga's brows furrowed irritably at the possibility she would not show up.

He checked his watch, and then glanced at the door- nothing. You damn woman. Of all the days, it had to be tonight. However, before he could curse at her anymore, he saw her figure slip in through the back entrance, undetected in the shadows. The way she moved, he hated to admit, was mesmerizing. How she edged her way quickly, quietly, towards him, her body lithe and agile, it was much to be appreciated in their trade.

" 'Bout time," he muttered, when she was within earshot. She grinned cheekily, snagging the fedora atop his head and placing it on her own. She settled herself on the bar stool next to him, making herself comfortable, before replying.

"Lighten up bastard."

Neji rolled his eyes, a smirk flitting across his lips. "If you want to be a part of this heist, you'd better choose a different nickname," he told her.

But Tenten was never one to listen, outright ignoring his warning and asking, "You buying me a drink or what?" Neji glared, she was testing his patience as usual, and sometimes he wished his uncle had paired him with someone else. But that was just him being cranky- Tenten was the best of the best, and he knew he needed no one else, but her. Nevertheless, he swore under his breath as he turned and ushered at the bar tender, ordering her a strawberry daiquiri.

"So birthday boy, what's your plan? Hmm?" Tenten teased, leaning towards him, till she was whispering in his ear. She trailed a finger down the side of his face, watching as he followed it out of the corner of his eye. Finally he turned his gaze on her, letting her trace his jaw without further surveillance. He gave her a coy, playful, cocky smirk.

"For starters, you're the bait." At this the brunette female frowned, pulling away.

"I thought you didn't like using decoys," she said, accepting her drink from the bar tender.

"You forget, sweetheart, you don't like using decoys."

"It won't work."

"You'll make it work (here he moved until his lips barely grazed her neck), or else."

Tenten grabbed his chin, bringing him to eye level. "Or else what?" she whispered, her mouth a mere centimeter from his. When he could not conjure a response, she moved away, triumphant. "There's really no use in threatening me, Hyuuga, I know you better than anyone else. You let me go, I can ruin your life with one phone call. Choose your words wisely. And I'm not being the bait." She watched the wheels of his mind turn as she sipped away at her drink. He ran a frustrated hand through his hair, emitting a small growl.

"Fine, bitch. We'll figure something else out." Tenten shrugged, crossing her legs.

"So what are we stealing again?" she asked nonchalantly, swirling her drink with her straw.

"You see that man?" her partner asked, nudging his head to the right. Tenten's lips twisted in concentration until she located their target seated about half way across the room at a table. Across from him was a pretty blonde woman (girlfriend she assumed, judging from what had been circulating in the tabloids). She nodded.

"He is Shikamaru Nara, owner of Nara Corp. Now what we want is not money or jewelry, but information. See his briefcase? In it is his laptop and confidential papers- stuff on his company's next big release. We need to get it. Understand?" Tenten nodded again.

"So how do we do that?" the female questioned.

"Well I was thinking you'd get him occupied, catch his eye you know? Get that girl he's with to start yapping. Get them to order something. Then I'll swing by, dressed as a waiter (he unzipped his jacket a little so she could see his tuxedo). While I talk, you take this (he patted an identical briefcase to the Nara's) and switch it with his. Then we get out of here as fast as we can. Got it?" Neji watched as Tenten considered the scheme, her heels tapping against the rung on the stool.

"All right. It's worth a shot. But you know, this Shikamaru guy is damn well smart. Got an insane IQ from what I've heard. It won't be long before he figures it out. We'll need to be really fast and our failure risk is pretty high too. Are you still willing to do it?" Tenten reasoned.

"Are you on some new medication? You usually love a challenge," the Hyuuga shot back.

His partner smirked. "Guess I'd better watch what I say too. If I could ruin your life, you could make mine just as bad."

"I see I'm finally getting through to you." Tenten poked his knee with her shoe at the comment, eye narrowing.



"You finishing that?" the female asked, gesturing at the Hyuuga's abandoned cup of beer.

"No." He handed it to her, amazed as always as she downed it in one gulp. Then laughed as her face contorted in disgust at the after taste. He shook his head, she was really something else, and no matter how much he denied it, she and her antics had really started to grow on him.

"You're completely mental," he told her.

"And you love it." She winked, and then yelped when he pulled her onto his lap.

"I never got a birthday present," he murmured, pressing his forehead against hers.

"I don't have one on me," Tenten replied, wrapping her arms around his neck. Neji leaned and captured her lips in a kiss, not entirely sure what had compelled him to do so. (But they had so looked so soft and pink and delicious.)

"You sure?" he asked, once he'd pulled away.


They grinned.


A/N: Will they succeed in their mission? Yes people, I'm making you sit through seventy-four more chapters of unrelated crap before you get to find out. But anyway, I hope you enjoyed it! This collection will hopefully be updated daily, if not weekly, so keep an eye out for it.

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