Chuunin Academy

A/N: Hello to all! n-n I'm glad to hear all your positive review on my new story. So the intro is over, and now the hectic life of Tenten begins! Have fun! ;)

Disclaimer: Naruto does not belong to me. DX

Tenten sighed and made her way into her first class. Luckily, it was her favorite class – Ninja Tools. And everyone knows what that means. Weapons, and lots of 'em. She entered the classroom and sat on the floor, knowing that wherever she sat, she'd be moved, sooner or later.

"Hey you. Get off the floor," called a voice.

See? With a sigh she picked herself up and off the floor. She looked towards the owner of the voice. Her eyes met the gaze of a Hyuuga, one of the most prestigious clans in Konoha.

"Sitting on such a filthy surface," he commented, "Why the heck do you do it anyway?"

Tenten rolled her eyes. 'Great, another guy. Oh well. I'll have to meet some people sooner or later.' "Wherever I sit, I always get moved one way or another. Just like what you made me do a minute ago, stupid."

"If I'm stupid then what are you?" he smirked.

"Well then I guess I'm stupider," she plainly stated, shrugging her shoulders.

The boy looked at Tenten questionably. Who the heck would say that anyway?

"Hn,"

"You know, you don't have to be so upset that you didn't get to argue with me,"

"…" he was silent. No one had ever attempted to translate his 'hn's, and here this girl had just hit the nail on the head.

"Name," he demanded.

"Tenten. Yours?"

"Neji," he responded.

Before the conversation could continue, the door opened and a Jounin instructor walked in. He raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What are you two doing here?"

"Nothing better to do," they responded simultaneously.

"Well, class will begin soon. Just stay there. I have a seating chart for you." the instructor said.

Within five minutes, all the students were in the classroom. Out of the corner of Tenten's eye, she saw the boy from earlier. 'There's that popular kid. He still has girls hanging around him.'

"Hello class!" the teacher shouted, "I am Aoba and I will be your teacher for Ninja Tools. Yes, I know all of you wish to sit next to Uchiha or Hyuuga, but I am having you sit in alphabetical order. I will call off your names as you sit down.

"…Uchiha Sasuke here, and lastly…" Aoba paused for a minute. Tenten sighed. "That'd be me," she called, "I don't have a last name. And if I do, I've never heard of it." Aoba nodded as Tenten took a seat next to this 'Uchiha Sasuke'.

"Now, to promote good social skills, I'd like each of you to turn to the person next to you and tell them about yourself," Aoba smiled. Tenten and Sasuke audibly sighed.

Sasuke turned to the girl on his right. And that's when he noticed it – this was the same girl he was walking by earlier. At the same moment, Tenten turned to face Sasuke. Of course, she already knew him the minute she saw him step in with the girls.

"The name's Tenten," she said dully. "Yours?"

"Uchiha Sasuke, but I think you knew that," he responded. He half expected her to scream, and half expected her faint. But she did neither.

"Hm, that's right. You're that 'genius and talented kid' from the old academy. You were a year below me. Nice to meet ya."

"…"

"Well aren't you gonna say anything?" she questioned.

"Fine. I use fire-type jutsus, I can see through most genjutsus, and I have a high endurance. I possess the Sharingan, my clan's bloodline limit and I can use it to copy pretty much anything," he smirked. She wouldn't be able to say much on the same subject.

"Hm. If you wanna talk combat, I guess I can give you some info," she started. "I have a high endurance. I can train for various amounts of time depending on location and weather. I am pretty fast, and more of a taijutsu user than anything else. I really like using ninja tools in combat. One of my favorites is the fuuma shuriken, actually. But there are so many more it's kinda impossible to name them all. I mean, there are sais, nunchaku, zanbatous – those are still to heavy for me – and senbons."

Sasuke stared at Tenten. 'Just who is this girl?' "And well I'm the last survivor of the Uchiha Clan," he mumbled, hoping she would hear. He was almost sure he'd get a girl-ish response this time.

"Oh…that must he hard on you. But you're alive now, right? Be glad for that!" she said cheerily. "But I wonder how do you live if you're not old enough to get a jo- "

"Class!!" shouted Aoba, "Look this way. I need to test your aim. Here are several targets," he stepped aside, "and I want each of you to aim and throw a kunai towards the center. Write your names on your own kunai so I will now who's is who's. Good. Now…throw!"

Each student respectively threw their kunai to a target. Several 'thunk's could be heard within the time span of three seconds. Only four kunias had hit their mark in the center. Aoba walked by and pulled out each kunai that had not been a bull's eye. He then inspected the four kunai that were. He read off the names, "Uchiha Sasuke, Hyuuga Neji, Hyuuga Hinata, and Tenten. Would you all mind throwing you kunai a second time?" Aoba tossed them their kunai and this time, only three hit the bull's eye. But only one was in the exact center.

Hinata's kunai was about one centimeter away from the target, Neji's kunai had hit the center mark, but it was leaning towards the bottom, and Sasuke's kunai was leaning to the left. Tenten's kunai was dead center.

"Umm…good job," called a wary voice. Aoba pulled out each of the kunai and returned them. "Tenten…I'd like to have you throw it a third time."

"Urrgh," Tenten sighed. "Sensei, can I just throw a bunch and get it over with?"

"Sure," he shrugged.

And out of nowhere, Tenten whipped out five more kunai, three held in between each finger of both hands. They soared across the room towards six different targets. Six successive 'thunk's were heard. Everyone stared in awe. Every kunai was dead center at different targets.

"Is that good enough Aoba-sensei?" Tenten asked.

"Oh, uh, yes. I think you've just passed the test I was going to give out next week." He said, snapped out of his trance.

"Yay!" cried Tenten. She did hate tests after all. What she didn't notice were two pairs of eyes intently watching her. The owners were thinking the exact same thing. 'Just who is this Tenten?'

Tenten sighed for the umpteenth time that day. She had just gotten out of her fourth class of the day – Genjutsu, her worst subject. She was now heading towards her fifth class – Taijutsu, a subject she excelled in next to Ninja Tools. She stepped inside the wide gym and saw something that scared her. It scared her very, very, much.

A/N: I bet you all know what's coming next! XD yeah, I updated early because I have nothing to do this weekend. I just finished my finals, so yeah. I hope you like. Oh, and I have no idea if Aoba should be teaching the class, but he is now! Lol. During the next few chapters, Tenten's going to get to know some other people. Enjoy! – Shikyo Yaiba