Summary: "If life gives you lemons, don't make lemonade. Throw the lemons back at life and make life rue the day it decided to give you lemons." Tenten/Neji (set in the ninja world)

Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto

"The Lemonade Stand"

The scent of lemon was overpowering, and Tenten loved the smell of it. She'd spent all morning making lemonade to sell during the afternoon. Even her small fingers were stained yellow from squishing lemons and she was sure the smell would stay on her for a while. It was a burning summer day at Konoha and Tenten congratulated herself on picking such a perfect day to make lemonade. On this hot day people would surely buy her lemonade.

Tenten's mom had been working so hard lately with her two jobs, it made Tenten glad to have such a hardworking mother but she wanted to help out in any way she could. Without her father around anymore she had to help her mom in any way she could. And this was her way.

For as long as Tenten could remember she had had three lemon trees that grew in her back yard, but this was the first time she's used them for anything. All she wanted was to sell her lemonade and bring back the money to her mom then finally those ugly trees could be of some use.

The lemonade was of her own recipe, she'd done it all by herself, and she felt proud as a peacock for it. Tenten sat at her "stand" which consisted of only a wooden table with a poster that read "Lemonade: 20 yen for one glass."(1) She had a jar of freshly made lemonade, plastic cups, and a bowl of lemons in case there was a shortage and she needed to make more lemonade. She was ready for business.

Time passed by but no one stopped by to get a glass of her lemonade; all too busy to pay her any mind. Her spirits where fading until she spotted Shikamaru across the street.

"Hey Shikamaru!" she called waving at her neighborhood friend. He smiled lazily back at her. "Do you want some lemonade? I've got tons! It's really good!"

"Sorry Tenten, but I don't have any money on me." Shikamaru called back reversing the pockets in his jeans to prove his point. "Maybe some other time, I've got to see Choji."

"OK." Said Tenten, crestfallen again.

She waited around some more but no one seemed to show any interest. When she figured it was getting late enough for her mom to worry about her she decided to pack up.

"How much?" she heard a voice ask as she packed up.

"Can't you read? It says 20 yen." Tenten says irritated from the undesirable turn of events. She was looking down as she packed and didn't know who was asking her for lemonade now that is was cooling down.

"Maybe if your handwriting wasn't so messy I could," the voice snapped back.

Tenten looked up ready to pounce at the kid in front of her, but his hardened appearance stopped her. The boy was her age, with dark long hair pulled back into a low ponytail and gray eyes so light they were almost transparent. She knew who he was, but he doubted he knew who she was. He was from the Hyuuga clan and although she'd never spoken to him before she knew his name was Neji from what Shikamaru had told her. If they really were the same age wouldn't that mean that they would be going to the academy together next fall? That would mean that she'd get to graduate in the same year as a Hyuuga!

"Sorry," Tenten mumbled as a blush threatened to appear on her sun-tanned skin. "I'm about to pack up but if you want a glass of lemonade I'll still get it for you."

The boy's face softened a little as he nodded and reached for money in his pocket. He seemed to be carrying a load of money in his pocket and why someone as young as him had so much money was beyond Tenten.

Tenten handed Neji the glass of lemonade, happy that at last someone had purchased her lemonade at last. Neji thanked her and drank, no more like gulped down, the glass of lemonade; however he stopped halfway through his drink. Tenten looked in awe at his beautiful eyes and waited patiently for Neji's feedback on her lemonade.

He coughed once, twice, a few more, before glaring at her harshly.

"This is the worst lemonade I've ever tasted!" he exclaimed pouring the rest of his drink on the dirty ground. Tenten watched as her hard work and time well spent splashed on the concrete. This time she flushed for real, she was furious.

If only he knew how much he'd just crushed her dreams.

If only he knew how much love and effort she'd put into the lemonade.

If only he knew he reason behind her choice to make lemonade today.

If only…if only he could see how mad he'd really made her.

She starred blackly at him as he set his cup down and began to walk away. Without thinking Tenten reached for the lemons in the bowl sitting on her stand and she threw them as hard as she could at the snotty boy in front of her. The boy cowered as the hard lemons hit his back and head.

Even at six, Tenten didn't miss one shot.

I'm horrible! i say i will update my other story (Don't Tell) but instead i go and make a new one...I know i really need to get working on the other story. Damn, I really don't have time to have two stories up but this was such a good idea i had i thought i had to put it up. please understand if it takes me a while to update

well, hope you liked it :) i know it was a bit short but I'm only getting started.

helpful critisism always welcome, tell me if you liked it or not

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-Cyan