After much consideration, I decided to just continue this story. (The other story 'Loving the Fake You' was deleted) I ran out of inspiration for this story but thanks to few reviewers, I got my motivation back! Thank those so much for liking this story so much! (*Gives big hug*)
This is a revised version. I'm uploading ch 1~4. Ch.5 is currently being written. It should be published sometime this month.
As you all know, I'm a really REALLY slow updater. I'm sorry but this year is going to be even harder cause its my final year of high school...yea....
So anyways, before going on to the story, I just want to especailly thank missy4eva, Blood-Gaara-Blood and Dreaming101(thank you for reviewing every chapter!!XD)
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
CHAPTER1:
I have always thought of soap operas as 'ridiculous'. It never made any sense to me why people even bothered to view it.
I once saw one when I came over to Ino's place for a sleep over. Both she and Sakura were already there, intently watching something on TV. I had a feeling they weren't going to turn it off any time soon. So, I watched with them.
I almost gagged.
The plot went something like this: the main character was a parentless poor female that had to work in various part-time jobs just to get by. However, luck was on her side (like every character) and she finally managed to get a job at a major company. (Never seen that one coming!--)
But, on her first day she accidentally slept in, like an idiot, and was naturally in a hurry. While running at full speed, she bumped into someone, spilling her morning coffee all over his expensive looking suit. Turns out he's her new boss. (Surprise surprise…)
This and this happened and that and that happened and soon we find them falling in love with each other, but of course, it's never easy. The (main) guy is the company's next heir so the parents don't approve, he already has a fiancé, which is, by the way a total bitch, and to top it off; the guy's brother falls in love with the main character making this a foursome. Give me a break...
It was frustrating to see these idiotic characters play out an even more idiotic relationship. What kind of sane person would want to watch something so complicated for relaxation?!?
But most importantly, I hated the main female character with my guts. I just loathed their way of approach and how they do things in the shows. I mean come on; doesn't she have any pride as an individual woman? Just give up on the man and find a new partner!!
Course, not everyone agreed with me. (Ino and Sakura kicked me out of the house when I snorted for the 20th time in the first hour.)
To make a long story short, I hate soaps with a passion......which is why I'm still baffled as to why I'm standing here acting exactly like the main female character would.
This was entirely the dog boy's fault. Damn him to hell! How dare he cheat on me! Just thinking about that night makes me want to kill something, again… Let's go and walk down memory lane, shall we?
Kiba and I started going out at the beginning of the school year. We were both in the track team so we had plenty of time to interact and be with each other. In fact, due to training, competitions and almost being in the same class, I spent more time with him than with my parents.
At first, I thought that was a good thing, but I was soon proved wrong when…that bastard cheated on me! He was with Hinata, Hinata for crying out loud! I might've felt a teeny weenie bit better if he got a voluminous older woman and not a timid, short, younger girl!
This was a big blow to my womanly pride. So, I confronted him yesterday, after kidnapping him right when classes were over.
"Why cheat?" I yelled.
His answer?
"You're too manly Tenten. Sure, you were cute at first…but then it got real old. Sorry, but I want a girlfriend who actually acts like a girl. Come back when you're more feminine." That little shit…… Come back my ass!
I didn't know if I was angry or sad, I think I was both (how that can happen, don't ask. If your boyfriend cheats on you then you will know.) I don't even remember how I went back home but apparently I did…until I bumped into a pole.
Still very numb with shock and humiliation, I didn't curse, kick the pole and run away like I'd usually do. I actually looked at the thing, without damaging or cursing at it. It was there that I found my hope; a white advertisement poster which read:
Do you have any problems? Do you have any worries? If yes, come to us! We will deal with anything and everything!
The Byakugan
At that moment, I was not standing outside my neighborhood, I was in heaven with angels singing halleluiah in the background.
I checked to see if there was anyone else around me. Seeing there was none, I ripped the poster from the pole and ran, fast. I wasn't in the track team for nothing you know.
So here I am, standing outside a white painted door that held up a sign reading:
The Byakugan
I was obviously at the right place.
I was so excited yesterday, totally confident that my revenge plan was going to work but, I couldn't help feel like those detestable female characters in soap operas.
Can I really do this? Can I really throw away my pride for something so trivial and act like a jealous-girlfriend-ready-to-murder-the-said-boyfriend? Are you really? My answer:
Hellyes.
With a smile, I confidently opened the door to find four tall, muscular, gorgeous guys playing………makeup. If a passerby just happened to pass by right at this moment, he or she would either faint from laughter or faint from trauma. It was that funny.
For our readers, I'll try to summarize this awkward situation to the best of my abilities. (I was turned to stone half the time so it's kind of hard…)
First of all, let's describe how I looked. Half of my body was in the room; my right hand upon the doorknob and my right leg inside the room, totally normal. My face was a different matter; eyes wide and popping, mouth agape in a comical fashion and a paling face. Oh, and the fact that I was frozen from shock! Not one of my prettiest moments, that's for sure.
Next, it's the men's turn. For convenience sakes, I am going to dub them Boy1, 2, 3 and 4(starting from the left).
Out of all the occupants in the room, Boy1 was the most normal. In fact, he really was normal, minus the pineapple hair do' on top of his head. By the look of things, he was reading the newspaper, on the couch, but with such a bored expression, I had the (scary) feeling this was an ordinary thing for them........yes, carrying on.
Now you must understand; this is the part which is the cause of chaos and mind-numbing shock.
Boy2 was on the floor putting the makeup on. He had the brightest locks of golden hair I have ever seen and even brighter blue eyes. His body was also good; perfectly tanned skin and with the exact amount of muscles. I would have drooled if not for the situation. Sitting in Indian style, he sat, shocked, while holding red, glittering lip gloss.
Boy3 was the complete opposite of Boy2; a pale complexion that contrasted greatly with his black hair and eyes. This guy was the one being pampered. He was a natural beauty, a dangerous beauty that lures you in every time you stare at his obsidian eyes. The makeup wasn't helping to lessen his beauty. Black eye liner made his eyes pop and the red blush did wonders to his face. A work of art, if he didn't freeze with his lips puckered out like a fish….
Finally, Boy number 4.
Elegant. That's the only word I have in my limited vocabulary to describe him. Elegant, it was as if the word was made just for him. Sitting behind the desk located at the back of the room, he had long brown hair, pale (but, not as pale as Boy3) skin, a lean body and breathtakingly stunning white eyes. Can people even have white eyes? I really didn't care, it fit him perfectly. The only problem was his (quite disturbing) facial expression. He was looking at Boy2 and Boy3 like a father would look at his son when he caught the biggest trout in their neighborhood. Yes, very disturbing.
The five of us must have stayed frozen like that for at least five minutes. The first one to break this silence was (surprisingly) Boy2.
"…Are you…perhaps…a……cus..to…mer…?"
It happened so fast that my slow brain couldn't keep up with my eyes. It was like some magical switch was switched on cause as soon as the word 'customer' left Boy2's lips, all of the other occupants in the room suddenly had a hungry look in their eyes. They were the predators and I was obviously the meat.
With their eyes, they were giving me a silent message that read: "Say yes! Say yes! Say yes!...or else…" What would you have done?
"Um….yes?"
"…With money?"
"…Of course?..."
And that's when all chaos broke loose.
Well...as you can see there aren't a LOT of changes, just some grammatical and a bit of input here and there. Still..plz review!!!! It'll motivate me further to get the fifth chappy done faster~~~~