I don't own Naruto….. That said this is a crazy thought I have don't know if going to go any further. And as always hopefully you will enjoy this foolishness along side the grammar mistakes.

He opens a sleepy eye to the clock on his night stand. At 5 a.m. the sun had not even begun to crest the horizon, and his current lover was preparing to leave. As well as he had preformed the night before; he is mildly surprised that she would up so early. His hand uncurled from its nocturnal fist and caressed the spot where she had lain. The sheet still held some her body's warmth. But something was not right. The thoughts of the woman him had ministered over the pervious night where disjointed. His corporal memory of her and his mental vision of her, were vastly different. Last night his hands as caressed soft sinewy olive skin; But his mind conveyed the image of a more supple, curvy ivory skinned female.

In his contemplation of this quandary he ran his tongue of over his dry lips. In that moment even his tongue betrayed him. The fleshy muscle says that it had tasted curry on the perky tits he had devoured hours ago; while his mind protests that it was honeysuckle from ample breast. He lets out a frustrated groan in his state of confusion. Never has he confused any of his previous lovers, male or female. It is unusual and distorting. Laying there wide eyed he thinks of everyone he has ever taking to bed, trying to match these conflicting characteristics. The moment the shower stops he knows who should be walking out of the other room. However, he is still drawing a blank on the name of the female who is the cause of the stir in his loins.

Rolling over, to prop himself up on one arm he eagerly waits to see the woman about to emerge from bathroom. She comes out in a puff of steam. The dull light played on the sheen that coated her well toned abs and arms. The yoga pants and matching sports bra, would give the unsuspecting onlooker the impression she was going to the gym, and not leaving a tryst. Her lover gives her an intense once over. She is the same person he had developed an intimate relationship with some months ago. She is the one he expects to see, but why does he feel a pang disappointment. Since when did it matter that she had soft brown hair, currently do up in two messy buns, instead of long indigo locks. He did not choose his bed fellows based on looks so why is he suddenly concerned that she is more handsome than beautiful (compared to the other woman in his head). The woman in his bedroom gives him a disarming smile. A smile he often looked forward to seeing at the end of a long day. But in that moment it was suddenly less satisfying.

"Good morning, ."

"I told you never to call me that"

She beams even brighter. But he can see something is amiss in those rich brown eyes of hers. "Yeah, yeah, I know Itachi, but seeing how things have changed."

Itachi's eyes narrow with suspicion," What has changed?"

That is when her smile faltered. The darkened expression and cold silence stun Itachi. What in their relationship is she privy to that he is not? Granted, presently he has some mystery woman on his mind, but it is flitting fancy. It was nothing that should hinder their relationship. To his knowledge they were content in their uncommitted affair.

"You called out her name last night."

At that statement he jumps out of bed. He had to look her in the eyes to make sure this is not some joke. Yes, he could be a cruel bastard. But that is an aspect of himself that he reserved for board rooms. At the very worse he could be accused of being distant, but what she was saying was just plain insulting.

The brunette inches closer to him, sucking in deep breathes. Each breath filled her nostrils with the heady smell of him and their sex. It is almost undid her resolve about ending their relationship. She could pretend she was just pulling his chain. She could stand there and pretend that she was the only person that currently held the elusive Uchiha heir's attention. But that was a lie. And she was not into lies.

"What are you saying to me Tenten?"

Pinned beneath his intense gaze she feels like she is about to enter a death match. This anxious feeling translates into her awkward response. Instead of answering his question all she can do is look down and give a nervous giggle. During her shower she formulated a plan of separation. It would have worked better if she had waited and done this over the phone. But no, she would not let herself go the coward way. She had to confront him now and be done. If only he had stayed in bed, she could maintain her course without regret. However as she stands in his bed room, swallowed up in his presence, her stubborn resolve is fading fast. She finds herself hiding beneath her bangs. Under her breath Tenten wishes she had kept her mouth shut for just a little while longer.

She had not wanted to get her emotions caught in a fling. For the most part she had been successful. But last night, she had gotten her feelings hurt. It was not like he broke her heart, she would recover from this quickly. They were together because it was fun. They were together because they did not match. But most importantly they were still together because the sex was phenomenol. Her eyes roam the masculine wall in front her, and for old time sake, she had to feel him up one more time. Resolutely she lets her hands glide and caress over his chest and shoulders before reaching around to give his buttock an appreciative squeeze.

"I'm going to miss getting a piece of this. But it not like I expected it to last," she whispered woefully.

Itachi grows impatience with each passing second. This game is not fun nor does he want to play. Grabbing her wondering hands, he lowers he face forcing her to look at him.

"What is going on?"

"Hinata Hyuuga."

He recognizes the name, and the images in his head started making sense. The look in his eyes was one of complete dismay, than chagrin. "What does she have to do with anything?" She gives him a careless grin. It is the expression she always gives when she does not want to answer. He releases her. A few inches separate them, but it feels like a mile. Tenten broke away first, not wanting to get caught up in the feelings of uneasiness. She leaves him in the bedroom and heads to the foray closet. She slides on her sneakers and coat before and reaching for a backpack near the door. "You called her name when you came."

She looked over her shoulder, and found a look of disguise painted on his face. "What's with that face it does nothing for your features." She chided. " By the way, you were damn good last night. I came first so I m not that mad about it. And just so things are not weird at the Dojo, I'll make sure Lee knows that you will be returning to your regular sparring sessions with him."

She is so frank, so casual that she could dump him without a care. He never imagined putting a ring on her finger. Their families were too different. Granddad Madara, the old geezer, would have a heart attack, if Itachi considered marrying anyone like Tenten. He had plenty of time to marry but right now he just wanted to have his fun. The Kendo Master is fun and did not let his money or status interfere with them. No, it could not be over. This had to be a joke, some nonsense test that women put men through. But deep down he knows this is not case. Tenten is not the type to do things like that. Their nine month fling was fun and now it is over. This is the best and worst break up he has ever experienced. "At least let me get Deidara to drive you home."

"Naw, its okay I texted Lee, he'll meet me around the corner. Take care, Mr. Uchiha " As she is about to walk out he stops her.

"Tenten!"

"Yeah?"

"I would still like to train with you from time to time"

"You will always be welcomed at Green Beast Dojo". She gives him the same beautiful smile that had sparked their involvement.

It is 6 am when the door shut. At 6:02 he calls Kisame to have him make sure his guest is retrieved safely. At 6:15 Kisame calls back with some twisted messaged that the eagle has taken flight. By 6:17. Itachi is in the shower, planning on how he is going to find out how deep his fascination with Hinata Hyuuga runs.

Lee pulled on the street his sister had asked him to pick her up at. He thought it strange for her to have stayed out so late and not taken her motorcycle.. At the end of the block he spots Tenten, and puts on the Hummer's blinkers to pull over. It is only because the distance and dim sky that he misses the tale tell says of loss on her face.

She hops into the truck she gives, Lee a hug before strapping on the seat belt. "Good morning Tenten, my beautiful sister. What manner of adventure has caused you to be out at this hour?"

She gives him her brightest smile. "Lee, let's take a run through Williamsburg, this morning. Then have a huge breakfast."

Lee knows his twin well. He tell from the heighten exuberating her voice that all is not as it seems.

"That sounds like a glorious way to start the day"

Tenten rolls down the window and lets the crisp air and Lee's chatter keep away any lingering thoughts, concerning Itachi. And just as she was getting into her game, Lee surprised her.

"Are you going to be okay?"

"Don't worry; this was already prearranged in the initial negotiations of our venture."

"What?"

"Sorry I must have picked up the business lingo, from Itachi."