I probably shouldn't start a new story since I already have one unfinished, but I thought of this and I really need to write it somewhere.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this story except the plot, the setting, and possibly one or two random characters.
Parings: Slight TentenxSasuke later NejixTenten
'Broken Beyond Repair'= Inner Self
Kim (my bff, sadly): Hey! Look Cat! I learned how to use emoticons! See? =D ;) :) :( =]
Me: Will you just let me write my freaking story?
Kim: Never! This is fun! :D OMG! IT'S A FLY!!!!!!! RUN!!!!
Me: *Sighs* And you call yourself a ninja…
Kim: *Gasp!* I am a ninja! *Starts rambling on how she can kick my ass*
Me: *Trying to write*
Kim: … And then I'll throw my kunais at you…
Me: *Starts to get angry*
Kim: … And that is why you do NOT boil ketchup…
Me: *Bangs head on keyboard*
Kim: … And then the pigeon took my water bottle--
Me: *Punches Kim in the face*
Kim: *Gets knocked out*
Me: Finally! It's quiet!
Tenten: -.-' Anyways, R&R please!
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Last Breath
I hate business class. It's so boring! It also seems like the longest class. Partly because I'm waiting for it to be over so I can go to band. I love that class to death! So what if I'm a band geek? Band is other family. Though not nearly as important as my biological family.
"Is Tenten Mitarashi here?" I looked up. There was a girl with a pass for the office.
"I'm here!" I announced, standing up. Maybe it will get me out of the last twelve minutes of business! The girl gave me the pass.
"The office wants you to go there after this class is over," She said. Aww. I never get out of class! Grr. I nodded anyways and went back to my seat. There were a few "Ooo, Tenten's in trouble!"s, but I ignored them.
I finished my business class (finally) and headed for the office.
The secretary, Mrs. Griffith, was talking to a boy about a schedule change so I sat patiently in the comfy spinny chairs by the door and started spinning. Whee! In about a minute and a half, the boy left and I walked up to the desk.
"Hi. I got a pass last period," I explained.
"Okay, Dear, what's your first and last name?" Mrs. Griffith asked.
"Tenten Mitarashi."
She typed up something on the computer and then suddenly looked sympathetic. "I'm terribly sorry, Dear, and I don't know how to say this…"
"It's okay. I can probably handle it," I showed my confidant smile.
"Well… Your mother, Anko Mitarashi has just passed away. I'm terribly sorry." My smile dropped instantly.
"Passed away, as in… not… alive…?" I was shocked.
"She was driving home from her office and was hit by a drunk driver. The drunk's car smashed the driver's side and she was killed immediately."
I stayed silent. My eyes were probably wide with horror. Anko was the most important person in my life! She was more like a best friend than a mom, and it was so hard to believe that she was killed so easily! She was incredibly strong and taught me my self defense and my killer aim!
"Do you need a late pass to your next class?" I nodded and she filled out the small sheet of paper. Normally I would be glad that I had an excuse to be late, but today, I was anything but glad. I walked out of the office, fighting back tears. When I was sure I was at least ten feet out of sight from the office, I ran to the girl's bathroom. I burst through the door and unhesitatingly exploded in tears and sobs.
I (technically it was Inner Tenten but whatever) remembered something.
'Crap. We need to get to class.'
NO! I'M GREIVING AND I HAVE A PASS! GO AWAY, INNER TENTEN!
'It's band! It might cheer you up! And all your friends, including your boyfriend, Sasuke are in it with you, so it might be just the thing you need.'
When I thought of Sasuke, it was enough to get me off the floor and head to the band room. I looked in the mirror and winced. Crap. It's totally obvious I was crying. Part of me, apparently the more dominant part of me, didn't care, so I just left.
!#$%^&*()()*&^%$#!
Seeing the band room was a relief to me. It was my second home. There were posters on the wall, someone had painted the seven sharps, the seven flats and the eight notes in a scale. There was a rack with our music folders in it, and there were pictures of instruments on the wall. When I got there, everyone was playing the A flat scale. Our conductor, Ibiki-sensei, was… conducting… He's really mean and strict at first, but when you really know him, like my band class does, he's really a nice, easy-going, father-figure-like-person. (AN: At the end of episode 25, he's actually nice, I think) I walked up to him and handed him my pass and started to walk away. Dammit, he stopped me. "What's wrong Tenten?"
"Nothing," I said stubbornly. He pulled me into his office-thing that's attached to the band room.
"What wrong?" He repeated. I started to cry again.
"Anko *sob* just *sob* got killed *sob* in a car *sob* accident," I finally managed to say.
I could tell he was shocked. He and Anko had been good friends. They had gone to high school together and then later were in the military together. Ibiki-sensei turned solemn.
"Tenten, you can leave. I have some business to attend to." He stuck his head out the door after I left. "You can practice your instruments. I have some phone calls I need to make."
I left the room and started playing the xylophone. Occasionally I would sniffle or a tear would escape my eye.
All of a sudden, I could feel a presence behind me. I turned around and I was staring into pale white eyes with a slight hint of lavender in them. It was Neji Hyuuga.
He was never my best friend. Actually he was basically my rival last year. He was in Anko's self-defense class and we were sparring partners. We would always argue over which one of us was better so we became adversaries.
"What's wrong, Tenten?" He asked. I glared at him.
"Nothing. Leave me alone," I snapped stubbornly.
"Tell me, Tenten. Something is bothering you." I was torn. If I told him, there was a big chance I would start crying and that would not be good for my rival to see weakness. If I didn't tell him, he would stand there and possibly annoy me until the apocalypse.
I decided there was a better chance of the second option. I took a deep breath.
"My mom just died in a car accident and she was my favorite person in the world. When my dad is angry he hits me and this is gonna make him furious! And the worst part is that my mom is usually the one to stop him. I can't go to child services or the counselors because they'll send me to my grandma's house and I'll have to move away from Sasuke, and Matsuri, and Sakura, and Hinata, and Temari!" I paused after naming my friends because I was out of breath. "And my grandma is strict and mean and the school by her house is filled with gangsters and delinquents and it's horrible! And now I don't know what to do!" I realized I was crying. Crap. Now my rival thinks I'm a wuss that can't handle her problems. Now he's just gonna make fun of me and tell everyone I cried. Great.
I was wrong. 'Cause the next thing I knew, I was wrapped up in Neji Hyuuga's arms in an embrace. I would've broken away, but I realized that I needed a hug. Badly. I needed to be comforted. We stayed like that for a few seconds until I remembered, we were in class, and it happened to be a class which enrolled Sasuke Uchiha, AKA, my boyfriend. My incredibly jealous boyfriend.
"Hyuuga!" Oops. Too late. "What the hell do you think you're doing to my girlfriend?!?!"
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Me: So????? What do you think? A little NejixTen in there.
Tenten: *Hearts in eyes when she hears the name "Neji"*
Me: Pretty long right? Four Microsoft Word pages. That's like, my longest story. Wait… It's only my second story…
Kim: Ha. And she says I'm imconpetet. Or something like that…
Tenten: *Sighs* It's incompetent. Wow. Cat's right. You are defective.
Kim: O.O What?????? =O But you're my idol!!!!!!! WAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! T_T
Tenten: -.-' Anyways, hope you enjoyed it! R&R peeps! Later!