Hope people reviewed on the last chapter. Thank you. This one will probably be short.

"Oh gosh this is heavy!" Hinata said, pulling three suitcases with her. Temari smiled back at her miserable friend. Hinata had come from a rich family. She had a lot of clothes. But Temari herself certainly wasn't poor, she just wasn't as much of a girl. She had a duffel bag and a suitcase clinging to her arm.

"Where is the apartment. I NEED to lay down." Hinata moaned.

"It's just down the hall." Temari said. "We don't have furniture you know."

Hinata smiled

Flashback.

"Truth or Dare!!!"Hanabi squealed.

Neji, Temari and Hinata sighed. They were confined to a night of baby-sitting Hinata's little sister. Neji, the oldest, was 14 at the time.

"Do your worst." Temari growled.

"Okay." Hanabi nearly sung. "Truth or Dare?Neji?"

Neji crossed his arms and looked away. "Truth."

"Wimp."Hanabi said. "But hey! You said it. Okay then, Truth. Um.." The child put her hand under her chin and pretended to think hard. "Have you ever kissed Hinata?"

Neji turned red.

Temari looked at him, raising her eyebrows.

"Answer, yes or no."

Neji swallowed. "Yes."

Temari choked. Hinata turned beat red. "Y-you kissed me? When?"

"You were too young to remember."

"What happened?" Temari asked. Hinata wasn't sure she wanted to know.

"Neji, I give you a dare. Tell her." Hanabi said.

Neji shrugged. "I was 4, and it was a clan wedding and you were 3 and….I kissed you right on the mouth out in the open and then ran off."

Temari smiled. Little kids were funny little people.

"Okay Temari. Your turn."

"Dare."

"I dare, that when you move out of your house and are off on your own. You can bring ANYTHING. Except furniture, for 3 years."

"3?!"

"Keep to that Temari. Hinata, you're too shy to do this…so I give you the same dare as Temari."

End Flashback.

She wasn't sure how she and her friend were going to survive without furniture. Temari opened the door.

The apartment was one room .It was really a loft. One floor, one room. The floor was dark-ish orange-red wood and the walls were white. The windows were large, making the room well-lit.

"Wow." Hinata said, coming in behind her friend.

Temari threw her duffel on the floor, and her suitcase.

"How are we going to sleep?" Hinata breathed out.

Temari opened her duffel, and dumped out a HUGE mound of white bed-sheets and some thin ropes. "Tent." She said.

It only took an hour. Temari duct taped one end of the rope to the wall, strung it across the room, not tightly, it dipped, and then flung a white sheets over it and another one over that one. She then stuffed the inside with white sheets for bedding, and took out some books and widened the tent. She placed a lamp inside, but didn't turn it on.

Hinata slunked inside it and lay down. "Ooh it's so comfy." She said. She was asleep in a few seconds.

Temari nodded, for the next hour she was moving boxes inside. Most of which had radios, tapes, blankets, books, small tv's, some had food. She lined them all up against the walls. On all sides.

She went out into the hall, closing the door behind her. She leaned herself up against the opposite wall, crossing her arms.

How ARE we going to pull this off? She asked herself.

"Women are always doing that."

Temari jumped up, startled.

"They scare easily too. Gosh, women are so annoying."

She looked to see a spikey-pony-tailed young man staring at her. He was wearing dark green partially baggy pants and a black ELEMENT shirt. He had a sleek, face. His eyes laced with laziness.

"Men are always on their butts and criticizing women." Temari replied. She was wearing a depleted red short sleeve shirt with a white long sleeve shirt under it and a pair of jeans. She had her hair up in the same style as always.

"You're new right?" He asked.

"Yeah."

"I'm Shikamaru Nara. I live down the hall."

She nodded.

"Where are you from?"

"We've been driving for 2 days. That's all I feel like telling you."

He smiled. "Women are too secretive."

Temari gripped her crossed arms tighter. This guy was getting on her nerves. He looked like he was her age. She had to admit, he was cute. But his attitude towards women…she growled.

Shikamaru stared at this new girl. She is FINE! His mind said. He scoffed. He couldn't deal with women. Not now. Not ever.

"See you, Shikamaru Nara." Temari said. She got up and opened her door. "Sometime." She smiled.

A single light flashed around the room. Hinata and Temari were lying in their tent. Looking out at the darkened room with the flashlight. A lamp was lit behind them in the middle of their tent, but Temari had dug up a flashlight for handy purposes.

Hinata sighed. "Look out our new home Temari." She said.

Temari nodded.

"Ouch!" She whispered harshly as Hinata shined the light in her eyes. She looked around, those funny little color shapes popping up where she looked. The shapes seemed to swirl, and then take the shape of that man. Shikamaru. She blinked, but they only shone brighter through her closed eyelids.

"God he is cute." She whispered.

"Who?"

Temari snapped back into reality. Hinata was looking at her. "Uuuuhh…no one."

"Never mind." Hinata said with a giggle.

"His attitude towards women…" She whispered. "What a pompous jerk."

"I thought you just said he was cute."

"He is, his personality is just really, annoying." Temari said.

Hinata shrugged. "I can't really tell, I don't even know who you're talking about."

"Trust me, you don't want to." Temari said.

Hinata sighed. Her friend had already met a cute boy with a freak attitude. She recollected on her past. She had always been protected, from boys, from girls even, from doing anything on her own. It was her turn now. She hope she could meet someone that she was confused about. That she could try and hate, like Temari was right now.

She closed her eyes and laid her head down on her pillow. She wanted to meet someone. Maybe tomorrow.