Morning. The sun's blazing rays shined through the open window of a small and bare apartment. Furniture filled the room in the form of a bed, a dresser and a sitting chair and table. However, they appeared unused and for appearance's sake.

Tenten woke with a start, just as if she had a bad dream. It was a strange phenomenon, since she did not remember dreaming of anything frightening. However, her reality was in fact quite scary. Where was she? What happened to her last night? Where were all her clothes?

Suddenly, Tenten's eyes widened as she realized where she was, and what had happened. A sense of panic and pain filled her heart and throat as she recalled the incidents of the night before. And of course, as if on cue, Neji immerged from the washroom, shirtless and pantless. He stared at her, bored.

"What are you still doing here?" he asked, icily.

His voice made Tenten cringe. It wasn't her fault she was here in the first place! Had he not...no. It was best not to blame anyone, especially in such situations. Oh, but it was oh-so difficult to do so when the one at fault was so vulgar, so arrogant, and so shirtless!

"Well?" pressed Neji. He leaned against a wall and crossed his arms. Then, a smirk surfaced on his face. "Or is it that you want more?"

Tenten's face flushed scarlet as he spoke those words. Unashamed, she through the blankets from her bare body and jumped out of the bed. Quickly, she walked around the room, picking her clothes one by one, well aware of the scrutinizing eyes on her backside.

"If you're going to shower, you'd better do it now, or we'll be late." Stated Neji. His grin widened as he spoke. He knew oh so well her anger spectrum. And he simply loved to push her to her limit.

"Shut up, Neji! I hate you!" yelled Tenten as she moved towards the washroom.

At that instant, the atmosphere changed completely. In seconds, Neji had Tenten pinned to the wall, his hand on her neck, his mouth inches away from hers.

"Don't forget our agreement, Tenten. You'd best not forget."

And with that, Neji let her drop back down. Quickly, Neji pulled a random shirt from a drawer of his dresser and walked out the apartment, placing it over his head as he walked. The door slammed before Tenten was able to breathe once more.

"Geez, what's got into him?" asked Tenten, annoyed. "It's not like I lied."

Slowly, Tenten picked up the remaining clothes from the floor and walked into the washroom, preparing to take a shower.