Sarcasm can be Dangerous

By, The Angels of Death

Summary: What can happen when Tenten and Neji are bored out of their minds on one summer's day? They bicker madly. And when did Lee know telepathy?

Pairing: Pairing SOON. Just not in this chapter. Maybe in the next chapter. Maybe.

Chapter One: Bored Out of My Mind


Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

The dripping sink faucet splattered droplets of water in the sink.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

The sound resounded throughout the entire house.

Sprawled lazily on the bed of her room, lay Tenten.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

Tenten yawned loudly. Summer was just too boring.

She languidly glanced at the figure stretched out on her windowsill, who was looking over Konoha with her two story view.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

"Neji, I know you want to be cool and everything, but sitting on an open windowsill can be dangerous."

He grunted in reply.

Tenten rolled her eyes and continued to speak; knowing full well that lying on a bed during the summer day was…

HELLA BORING.

"You never know, Neji. Things can happen. Things that YOU don't have control over."

He snorted haughtily. He had control of EVERYTHING. He was a Hyuuga, after all.

"Tenten. Just to let you know, I am a Hyuuga. Far more superior than you. YOU don't even have a last name."

He snorted once more, before falling into a comfortable silence that he so much enjoyed to experience.

"…Are you trying to start something, Hyuuga?"

"Maybe I am. You got a problem with that?"

"You know I've got a problem with it. I'm totally going to kick your ass."

He casually turned his view towards Tenten, and gave the infamous Hyuuga glare.

"…Kick your ass…with…words. Yeah."

"…………"

"Like, say, a bird comes FLYING AT YOU. And knocks you off the damn windowsill, hm? What now? Don't tell me that's not dangerous."

"…That's weak, Tenten."

"What? That's INSANELY dangerous."

"…Is not. That's a weak argument. Come on Tenten. Bring. It. On."

"…Are you ridiculing me, you smart ass?"

"Yes. Yes I am. And I duly note that you remarked that my ass is smart. That's a fine compliment Tenten. Thank you for noticing."

"…So what if I call you a dumb ass?"

"Then the smart ass levels the dumb ass into a normal ass."

"……………!"

"…Oh yeah. I'm good."

"Shut your face, Neji. What if a raging storm appears out of nowhere, and you get struck with lightning?"

"…You can take me to the hospital. Then I'll wake up, you'll say 'I told you so' and we'll start this whole argument again."

Tenten huffed in annoyance. Freakin' Neji. She just wanted to punch his face in.

Neji eyed her, challenging her to continue.

"Neji."

"Hm?"

"You're really trying to say that sitting on an open window sill isn't dangerous?"

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

"…Yes. Because I am a Hyuuga, far more superior than-…"

His words were cut off when Tenten produced a rock out of thin air and chucked it at him.

Neji dodged, lost balance, and fell out of the window.

Tenten gradually stood up, peering over the windowsill.

She was greeted with Neji, upside-down, with his arms crossed, and his sandals sticking to the bottom of her window sill like glue.

"Bet you didn't have control of that, now, did you?"

He huffed in annoyance.


They had moved downstairs now, since Tenten wanted to smash the kitchen sink for dripping water so annoyingly, and Neji tagged along. Because…he was cool like that.

Tenten snorted. Yeah right.

Neji sat on the floor with his arms crossed, sitting Indian style.

A/N: I swear, I used to know what to call that, but it seems that I haven't written anything in a while, so I'm a bit rusty. XD

Tenten sprawled lazily on the couch.

There.

Was.

Nothing.

To.

DO.

Tenten screamed in frustration, clutching her hair in anger. Neji glanced over and sighed.

"Stop."

"………"

"…Before you hurt yourself."

"Why I never knew that the great Hyuuga cared about such little things."

"…Out of consideration for the neighbors. Not for you."

"………………"

A/N: Now that's a burn. XP

Tenten's gaze lingered, before she turned to look somewhere else in the room.

She'd never let Neji know that his comment got to her.

Damn. She really wanted Lee to come over and cause a commotion. Maybe piss off Neji or something. It was in that moment that Tenten was struck by a dumb idea, but she tried anyways.

Tenten screwed her eyes shut and concentrated with all of her might.

'Lee. Calling Rock Lee. Come over to my house, pronto.'

A moment's silence.

There was loud knocking on the door.

Tenten jumped in surprise and answered the door.

Shining teeth.

Shining teeth blinded Tenten for a few moments, before her vision cleared and she saw the jubilant face of Rock Lee.

Neji sensed danger and turned his head towards the doorway, alert.

He saw who it was and slumped on the floor, in poor spirits.

Tenten, however, was ecstatic.

"PRAISE THE LORD!"

Lee grinned.

"Yes, Tenten! Praise the lord, with your NEVER ENDING PASSION FOR RELIGION!"

Tenten sweatdropped. Maybe her stroke of stupid may have been a bad idea.

"Right. Lee. Get in."

She pulled him in and shoved him in Neji's direction. He looked at her bewilderedly.

"Uuh…work your magic, Lee. Neji's so bored, he's been waiting for a challenge."

"Has he really?"

"…Why…yes."

"…OH JOY!"

He bolted out of the hallway and into the living room.

Tenten leaned against the door for a few seconds, before she heard a vase crash.

And she leapt into action.

"OY, TAKE IT OUTSIDE!"


Tenten coughed awkwardly. She currently sat at the dinner table with Neji, a large bump on his head, sitting on one side, and Lee, scoring a black eye, sitting on her other side. She herself had her hair in a wild mess, cuts randomly littered her shirt, and she had a bruise on the cheek.

……She grinned devilishly.

They had one hell of a fight.

She sighed happily, put an arm around their necks, and hugged them loosely.

"I love you guys."

They blushed embarrassedly.

Tenten's father walked into to room, took in their appearance, and took his seat at the head of the table.

"Did you kids have a lot of time on your hands again?"

They all nodded robotically.

He sighed and chuckled a little.

"My little Tenten reminds me so much of me when I was younger. Used to get cuts and bruises all the time. Damn kids used to make fun of my hairdo."

Lee grew curious.

"Did you have a bun on your head like Tenten, our little dumpling head?"

Tenten socked him on the shoulder, hard. He winced, and waited for an answer.

"Naaah. I'm talking about back in the days."

Tenten's dad pointed to a wall that they hadn't noticed before.

Pictures…

Pictures of…

Tenten's dad with an afro.

Tenten's dad with a Mohawk.

Tenten's dad with large spiky hair.

Tenten's head dropped on the hard wood table in embarrassment.

That's when Tenten's mother came out with the dinner for the day.

"Tenten, head off the table. What did I tell you?"

Tenten sighed.

"That banging your head against the table can badly damage your brain and make you retarded."

"Exactly. Now go ahead and eat."

TBC…


Oh yes. I'm back. So what do you think about this? I'm thinking about continuing it as well. No fluff, yet. Just nice and rude comments with brawling and Tenten's parents.

I'm loving this story already. XD

- The Angels of Death