Makeup

"This is ridiculous..."

"Aww, I think you look cute!"

"I look like a clown..."

Tenten smudged off some blue eye shadow off of Itachi's eyelid. He frowned irritably. She laughed at him and took the cap off the lipstick. Carefully and thoughtfully, she started applying it on his pale lips. He sat still and unmoving through the process, but there was the occasional eye twitch here and there...

"There!" said Tenten with satisfaction, "All done!"

She handed Itachi the mirror. Upon looking at his reflection, his eyes widened and his whole body stiffened in shock.

"What the hell...did you do to me?" he said in barely a whisper.

Tenten just laughed again. Scooting towards him, she glanced into the mirror he was holding. With light blue eye shadow and a nice smidgen of mascara, Itachi's sharingan eyes really stood out. On his cheek was a subtle, but noticeable amount of pink blush. There was a beautiful shade of hot pink lipstick and lipliner, with shiny lip gloss.

"You look great. I think I did a good job!"

"I look...I look..."

"You look hot, now let me do your nails!"

"No." he said firmly, "I'm not letting you near me as long as you have those torture tools you call 'makeup'."

"But you're Uchiha Itachi, master of torture! You're not saying that a little blush and eyeliner bother you!"

"No, but I don't like them. I can't believe I let you talk me into this in the first place."

"I keep telling you, you look beautiful!"

"Ugh..."

"Here, I'll do it with you!" said Tenten cheerfully. Picking up the cosmetics, she applied a shade of lavender eye shadow and black mascara. She put some peach colored lipstick and vanilla flavored lip gloss on and powdered her face with rosy blush. Turning to Itachi, she said,

"How do I look?"

Itachi knew exactly how she looked, she looked like the most gorgeous girl he'd ever seen. He had never seen Tenten's feminine side. They usually just trained together. She was tough, and he respected that, but he never pegged her as the girly type. Although, now he was starting to think that Tenten's more effeminate side wasn't so bad.

"Hello...?" said Tenten, waving her hand in front of Itachi's face, "You in there Ita-chan?"

As she was leaning towards him, Itachi could see the front of Tenten's pink tank top lower a bit. He failed at trying to resist staring at her cleavage.

After a few seconds of secret pleasure, he snapped himself out of his daze. Looking at her emotionlessly he said, "Don't call me that."

"But it's a kawaii name for you!" she said, "Anyway, how do I look?"

"You look..."

"Yeah?"

"You look..."

"Yeah?"

"You look..."

"Look, if I look that bad I'll just was the makeup off—"

Before she even touched the towel, Itachi had pulled her into his arms, his lips on hers. As the taste of Tenten's sweet vanilla lip gloss came into his mouth, Itachi only found her that more desirable. When they broke apart, Tenten's cheeks were stained with red, and it wasn't just because of the blush she had put on earlier.

"So I guess that meant I looked good enough to kiss?" asked Tenten with a cheeky smile.

"You always do." said Itachi. The minute that comment came out of his mouth he was blushing like mad. Tenten laughed again.

"Let me fix your lipstick, Ita-chan."

And with that she leaned in for another kiss.