i'm alive! lol new fanfic decided to go away from depressing enjoy and for new readers who haven't read any of my stories Takashi is Tenten's older brother, Natsuki is his wife, Mika and Shun were adopted by Takashi Tenten and Natsuki after one of Tenten and Neji's missions Rikuto is Takashi and Natsuki's son and ages Tenten: 19 Neji: 19 Takashi: 24 Natsuki: 23 Mika: 5 turning 6 Shun: 9 and Rikuto: about 5 months enjoy and review ;)
"So, Sakura agreed to watch the kids next Saturday night, are you excited, Tenten?" a young woman with long royal blue hair asked, washing dishes.
"Of course I'm excited, just not about me wearing a dress," Tenten replied, drying and putting the dishes away.
"We're going to have to take you dress shopping now, aren't we?" the older girl teased, giving a wink. "You really only have two dresses."
"Natsuki, shut up," Tenten giggled. "And yeah, I do only have two dresses, my black one for funerals and my bride's maid dress from your wedding."
"As much as I love that dress on you, it seems a little too formal, even for the ceremony."
"Is it really a ceremony?" Tenten questioned, leaning against the counter as her sister-in-law dried her hands. "I mean, it really only seems like a party to me. They're going to give Takashi and a few other police officers an award, then everyone's going to dance all night."
"You're going to need an evening gown," Natsuki ordered, suddenly smirking. "And heels…"
"Hey!" Tenten laughed, playfully whipping her drying towel at the girl. "You know I can't walk in heels!"
Natsuki laughed, grabbing the other towel and taking her aim. "Keep in mind you've only worn heels that were either 1 inch-"
"Couldn't walk five steps without tripping." The two began to spar with their towel snapping.
"Or those five inch heels Ino made you wear."
"Couldn't even stand for ten seconds."
"What I'm saying is you'll probably be able to walk in more…humane heels…"
"Such as?" Their sparring match was interrupted, by Natsuki gripping Tenten's arm and forcing her upstairs. She stopped running once they reached the master bedroom. "Natsuki, what are you looking for?"
Natsuki was head first in her closet tossing random pieces of clothing, shoes, accessories, etc. "These!" she exclaimed in a low voice, holding up a pair of high heeled shoes.
"If I couldn't walk in one inch heels, how do you expect me to walk in, what are those four inch?" Tenten crossed her arms.
"They're three, and they have a fat heel. They make you look taller, thinner, and so much easier to walk in than those spikes Ino made you wear," she explained triumphantly. "Give them a shot?"
"I don't think so, Natsuki," Tenten laughed, waving her hand trying to brush off the topic.
"It's settled, tomorrow, you will not be going to training, you and I will be going dress shopping!" Natsuki said with a sly smirk.
"We never settled anything and what about Mika and Shun? And Rikuto?"
"Shun and Mika will be at the Academy. As for Rikuto, it's your brother's turn to play with his son," Natsuki laughed.
She's had this all planned out before I even got home, Tenten thought, a small sweat drop appearing.
"So? Come on, you need a little break, too," Natsuki pleaded.
Tenten really didn't think this would be a fun time. She loved her sister-in-law, she really did become the sister she never had, but if there was anything that drove Tenten to her last nerve, it was shopping. A thought snapped into her head. The only thing that could possibly get her out of this.
"Wait, I'm supposed to train with Neji tomorrow. I can't exactly get out of that," Tenten tried. Sometimes it was a good thing that your sparring partner was a stoic prick.
"If you're worried about him, I'll talk to him, you're not getting out of this that easily," Natsuki grinned, as Tenten sighed. She had lost this battle.
"Fine, but you're going to have to explain to him about this," Tenten gave in.
"Hai, hai."
"Morning, Takashi-Ni," Tenten greeted her brother, who was feeding the little baby in the kitchen.
"Morning, Ane (Japanese for sister)," Takashi replied.
"Morning, Rikuto-kun," Tenten smiled at her nephew, brushing a finger over his cheek. He simply ignored her and drank from his bottle. Tenten giggled. "He's hungry, that's for sure. Nee, have you seen Natsuki? We're supposed to go shopping."
"You? Shopping? Is this the apocalypse?" Takashi said in shock, then laughed.
"Ha ha, Takashi-Ni, you're hilarious." Tenten rolled her eyes.
"Couldn't resist, she's out front talking to Neji," he replied.
"Thanks!" She rushed over to the door, only to stop when she could hear their conversation.
"Sorry, Neji, but your girlfrien-I mean sparring partner won't be able to train today," Natsuki said, with a small chuckle.
Neji's emotionless face changed slightly, only for a small second, but Natsuki still noticed. She knew him almost as well as Tenten did. "May I ask why?"
"She's fine don't worry, she's just suffering from I-don't-want-to-wear-a-dress-syndrome," she explained with a laugh. "She needs one for ceremony next week, so I'll be stealing her for today."
"Understood." Neji turned to walk away as Tenten opened the door.
"Ready to go?" she asked Natsuki, pretending not to have heard. "Hey, Neji, sorry about today, we'll do overtime tomorrow."
"It's fine, good luck shopping." With that the stoic Hyuga walked away leaving Tenten with a sweat drop on her forehead.
"So, you enjoy the little conversation? I think I got him to blush," Natsuki giggled as the two began walking.
"Neji doesn't blush, not even when he has a fever," Tenten retorted, crossing her arms. Natsuki just laughed.
"I can't believe you two haven't gone out yet! I mean you've known him for almost fourteen years!" Natsuki pestered, knowing full well that this topic always made the Weapon's Mistress uncomfortable.
"I've known him since we were like six, we never talked until we became a team, Natsuki," Tenten replied nonchalantly.
"Still, that's seven years; I'd thought at least one of you would've made a move by now."
"Why does everyone say that!" she nearly shouted, several people in town stared and she quieted her voice.
"Because of how close you two are," Natsuki explained as the two walked into a department store.
"Yeah, well, I'm close to Takashi, but no one's screaming incest or anything." Natsuki just laughed as she went through the rack of dresses.
"Well, that's probably why everyone thinks you two would be together," Natsuki said, pulling out a purple strapless gown.
"I don't follow," Tenten replied, as Natsuki handed her two blue and green gowns.
"You and Takashi are very close; you and Neji are very close. Neji isn't exactly the opposite of Takashi," she continued, pulling out a few more gowns of various colors.
"Natsuki, have you seen them together, it's like oil and water."
"Yes, I have, and they both have something in common."
"What?"
"You." Natsuki lead the girl toward the dressing rooms.
"Natsuki, you lost me." She was handed a few dresses in her size.
"Well, let's see, you and Takashi tease each other a lot, right? And if you're ever in trouble, he helps you right?" The two walked into two dressing rooms.
"Yeah, but he's my brother, we always do things like that." Tenten grabbed the full length dark blue gown with long lacy sleeves.
"Yes, but so do Takashi and I, and we're married. What about you and Neji?" Natsuki was in the middle of putting on a dark green full length gown with a bare back and a turtleneck collar.
"What about us? He's like my best friend." The two walked out of their dressing rooms to model.
"Turn." Tenten obeyed. "Sorry, Tenten, but I don't think long lace sleeves are your thing, maybe if they were shorter or only did the turtleneck thing. As for your 'best friend' don't try to act like you don't tease each other, I see it all the time."
"Yeah, and?"
"It's very much like me and Takashi. As well, Neji's always there when you need help, why else does he train with you."
"He's trying to get stronger, you know. Sometimes I wonder why he even trains with me, I'm not as strong as he is."
Natsuki looked in the mirror, shaking her head, deciding this wasn't her dress. "What I'm saying is that, what if he's not only getting himself stronger, but you as well?"
"You keep losing me." The two walked back into their dressing rooms.
"He cares about you."
"He's my teammate."
"He wants you to get stronger so that you can stand on your own and truly enforce your feministic beliefs." The two walked back out.
Tenten came out in a black single shoulder strap dress with a slit up the right leg. Natsuki came out in a royal blue V-neck dress with a slit up the left leg. "I should have known not to put on a dress that's the same color as my hair," Natsuki sighed as they both laughed.
"Yeah, I'm not too crazy about this one either," Tenten spun around looking at her reflection. Nope, not the one. "And why would he even look at the topic like that anyway?"
"Well, he's a genius, I'm not, I thought for sure he would've come to that conclusion by now."
"He's not a genius at everything, you know," Tenten scoffed, removing the dress.
"A twinge of jealousy, I see," Natsuki laughed, changing into another dress.
"No, of course not! Why would I be jealous?"
"Because he has a fan club that's not afraid of you."
"What the hell? That has nothing to do with this. Besides, I'm glad I don't have a fan club."
"Actually, you do." The two stepped out of the dressing rooms. Tenten in a red dress with straps that crossed in the back leaving it bare. Natsuki in the purple strapless dress she pulled out earlier. "A pretty erotic one at that."
The comment alone was enough to cause the Kunoichi to blush. "W-what? Th-that's not possible! Surely I would've known," Tenten didn't even look at her reflection.
"Not exactly," Natsuki started, examining her dress in the mirror. "They stayed below the radar, mainly terrified of your brother's wrath. After I started dating Takashi, your fan club decided they were going to wage some sort of 'Revolution for Your Love' war crap."
"Now, I know you're making this up. 'Revolution for my Love?' C'mon, really, Natsuki?" Now Tenten had begun to look at her dress.
"First off, that looks amazing on you. Second, it's true, only they got the wrong information and thought that the day you left for a mission was the day you came back, bunch of debases. And they started to come out while you were gone."
"Great, so my fan club is a bunch of idiots."
"Wouldn't you say that Neji's fan club is full of a bunch of air headed, dimwitted girls? Aside from you of course."
"Ha ha."
"Yeah, anyway, so your brother recruited me and Neji and we had a little chat with them in their headquarters-"
"Neji knows about this!"
"Yes, do you want to hear the rest of this?"
"No, I don't."
"Too bad, let's just say you had quite some paparazzi, inside their base were a ton of pictures of you, you're lucky you remembered to clothes the blinds all those times you went to change, otherwise I think your brother might've regretted bringing Neji along. However they were both fairly disgusted when they found the fan fiction those boys made. I laughed at their faces."
"Really, Natsuki?"
"Yes, I laughed, then they showed me the documents, you don't even want to know what they wrote, I'm surprised that the two of them didn't kill all of them."
Tenten suddenly felt sick. Why did fan boys and fan girls always have to make things sexual? Why her? "So, how did it end?" she found herself asking.
"Takashi was sure to keep any word of this out of the tabloids, after beating a few of the guys up a little. Can't say I blame him. They were all cowering in fear in the corner, under Neji's death glare, that, I must say, was far more evil and deathly than usual. The Tenten Fan Club had decided to once again stay under the radar, or else they would not only face Takashi's wrath, but Neji's. Neji also agreed to keep this a secret; though I don't think he wanted to mention his encounter with your fan club anyway."
"Why do I find this all to be completely made up?"
"Because you're in denial," Natsuki smiled. Cocking a hip and eyeing Tenten up and down. "By the way, please tell me you're getting that dress. It's looks absolutely perfect on you."
Tenten turned and looked at her back from the mirror. "I don't know, I mean isn't the back too much?"
"No, besides, you always hated showing cleavage, and with this dress you don't see too much, but the back makes up for it. It's just a shame that Neji won't get to see you in it."
"Will you quit bringing him up? Besides, knowing him, he'd probably say something about it being too revealing," Tenten laughed.
"Then it's perfect! You get to be a little daring. Besides it's not too bad, if you're worried about your brother, I'll talk to him about it, but you're getting it."
Tenten sighed. "Fine, fine. But if Takashi hates it, you're taking the blame, right?"
"Hai. Now c'mon, we need to get you shoes, both of us necklaces, some lunch, and this stuff home. You're welcome to come along with the other errands I have to run," Natsuki winked, as Tenten sighed reluctantly.
"I would've gone with you anyway, just as long as we stay away from Lee and Gai-sensei," Tenten agreed, walking back into her dressing room. "I love them like family, but if they saw the dress, I'll never hear the end of how 'youthfully beautiful' I am or some other crap"
The two laughed as they got back into their regular clothes.
Okay I decided that I've had enough of the sad Nejiten fanfics lol (no matter how much I love them) I can be way too depressing haha I hope you guys review even those of you who put me on author alert or put this story in story alert and favorites and whatnot reviews are always loved and appreciated lol if you want to see what dress I had in mind for Tenten there will be a link on my profile check that out as well as take my poll on what type of fanfic I should do lol and check out some of my other stories criticism is welcome just don't say it sux and blah blah lol jaa nee
P.S. i just couldn't resist the part about Tenten's fanclub anyone else wonder that maybe Tenten's fanclub was probably even creepier than Neji's? i know i have lmao