Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Happy? Jeez.

This is based off the song Magnet, by Hatsune Miku and Megurine Luka. If you haven't heard of it, go pull up Youtube and listen to it. Right now. Go on, I'll wait.
Heh, but even though this is based off Magnet, I wrote this while listening to Vanilla Twilight, by Owl City. You should check that out, too.
And my friend pointed out to me that this chapter was amost exactly like Enchanted, by Taylor Swift. So there you go.

The first time she saw him, he was with another girl.

She had been staring absentmindedly at him and he had looked up, meeting her eyes with a superior look on his face. Of course, Tenten- being Tenten- had refused to look away, glaring defiantly back at him. And it had turned into a staring contest, neither backing down. A corner of his mouth quirked up in an amused smirk, and she felt an answering smile grow on her lips.

And then the girl next to him tapped him on the shoulder and he had looked slowly away as she pointed at something. Tenten felt a spark of something unpleasant in her chest as the other girl- long, navy hair and a gorgeous figure tucked a light blue yukata- whisper something into his ear. He smiled patiently.

She found herself watching the couple throughout the night. A new pang resounded through her each time he smiled at the other girl, and each time she giggled and linked her arm through his- when he won her a stuffed panda bear, she'd pressed a kiss to his cheek.

Tenten wished it was her.

She knew this was irrational. They'd shared a (meaningful, intense) look. She had no reason to be this possessive. The other girl had more of a claim than she did- they were obviously very close.

But, a part of her that believed in true love at first sight and romance and whatnot whispered, but you felt something.

She promptly squashed that voice and tried not to make her peeking seem too obvious.

He caught her at times, though, and each time flashed her that (oh-so-sexy) smirk. Each time, she flushed and glared, and he'd look back teasingly. Each time, though, was interrupted when the other girl whispered in his ear or tapped his arm. Each time, Tenten couldn't help but feel disgruntled until he caught her eye again the staring contests commenced yet again.

He seemed to be watching her, too. At times, she turned to find him looking at her intently. She'd grin, maybe flash a bit of skin, and would be rewarded by a hint of a blush.

Tenten was almost sad when the festival was over, though- she was going to miss their little games and secret smiles.

And then she laughed, out loud. That is so sappy. "Get it together, Tenten," she scoffed.

"So your name is Tenten? You know, talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity."

She flinched, whirling around and nearly tripping on her light pink yukata, to find him standing behind her. The blue-haired girl was nowhere in sight.

Exhaling in relief, she looked to the side and smiled, fighting the rising blush. "Oh, it's you."

This didn't seem to be what he was expecting. "What do you mean, 'it's you'?"

She shrugged. "I thought you were some creepy stalker who was going to… I dunno, rape me or something."

He scoffed. "And what if I was… Tenten?"

She shuddered a little, but not because of the threat- she didn't really believe he would actually do anything like that. No, it was the way his velvet voice caressed her name that sent shivers tingling down her front.

"I don't think you're that kind of person," she informed him matter-of-factly.

He chuckled, smooth and low. "You never know," he murmured, taking a step closer to her. She instinctively took a step back, mirroring him as he walked towards her.

There was a look in his eyes, dark and hazy, and she liked it.

"You never know," he continued, lifting his hands and placing them next to the wall- she felt stupid for literally walking right into that one- next to her head, "if I'll do something like this…" And he leaned in closer, and her heartbeat accelerated, pounding like a butterfly's flapping wings.

"I… I would be okay with that," she whispered thickly (honestly), and giggled a bit breathlessly. "I mean, I guess there's not a lot I can do abut it, huh? And for the record, I'm already insane."

And then their eyes met again, lavender-vanilla and warm chocolate, and Tenten wouldn't let herself think about the girl with the dark blue hair because all she could think of was his eyes and his breath on hers and his lips getting closer-

"Neji?" A soft voice called.

His mouth just missed hers as he leaned his forehead against hers. She could feel a strip of silk running across his and wondered vaguely why it was there. Of course, though, most of her consciousness was focused on him, him, and him.

"Neji," Tenten whispered softly. He exhaled softly, laughing quietly, washing her face in a gentle breeze of mint with a hint of something sweet- perhaps something he'd eaten earlier? "So that's your name." She liked it, liked saying it. "Neji… Neji… Neji."

"Tenten," Neji returned.

"Who is she?" There was no jealousy, no anger or indignation. She genuinely wanted to know.

He eyed her (and his eyes were all she could see, literally, and she felt so stupid, thinking all this mushy sap), judging her reaction and muttered cautiously, "She's my cousin…"

Tenten had just started to relax when he finished,

"… And my fiancé."

No, this won't get too mature. There won't be any dark sexy angst. Sorry.
And just to clear things up, in Japan, it's legal to marry your cousin, so it's technically not incest.

I normally don't like asking for reviews, but I really wanna hear your opinions on this. This is my first multi-chaptered fic with a plot that's actually mine, so please take the time to tell me what you thought of it!