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Hiashi stood up. He had unconsciously crouched down so his eyes were level with Tenten's. "Tenten, please stay here. I need to talk to the director for a minute."

"Hai."

Hiashi walked up to the director, "Tell me about the girl named Tenten."

The director gulped and whispered, "The orphanage found her at the front steps two years ago. It was raining cats and dogs that day, but she didn't have a single drop of water on her. She takes baths and everything. She gets wet like every other child here, but still…she's…different."

"I thought so. Different or not, I have chosen her to be part of the Hyuuga head family."

The adoption process was quite fast, but when you're dealing with the Hyuuga Hiashi, everything's fast.

"Alright Tenten, Hiashi-sama has picked you to be his adopted daughter." The director said nervously. Tenten was unpredictable. Sometimes she would be the sunshine in your life, other times…well let's just say that she was unpleasant.

"Hai." Tenten flashed the director a bright smile and wobble-walked to stand by Hiashi.

The director stared and muttered to himself, "She's going to be someone someday. For sure. I hope Hiashi-sama knows what he's in for."

Hiashi looked at the child riding beside him in the carriage. She barely moved at all (Konoha's roads were not known for being the smoothest; there were millions of pebbles embedded in the road). Except for Neji , no one, not even Hinata, sat that still, that alert. It was a skill only ninjas used to remain undetected. Tenten, he thought, was born to be a ninja. Perhaps not the best, but at least a chunin level kunoichi.

The carriage had come to a rattling stop. Hiashi jerked forward, surprisingly, Tenten did not move at all. She just looked through the window, then opened the carriage door and hopped out onto the soft, pebbley ground. She then made her way to the Hyuuga compound. It was as if she always knew where the main family of the Hyuuga clan lived. Hiashi only cocked his eyebrow and followed her as they made their way to the compound.

Tenten stared at the cloudy gray sky the entire walk to the compound. When they reached the it, Hiashi briskly said, "Tenten, you are to have one-fourth, the West Wing, of the compound to your self. When you are in the compound, you are to stay within the boundaries of the West Wing. Don't worry about where it starts or ends. There are walls marking the boundaries and there is only one door that leads to your quarters. You may not enter the North and South Wings, the head family's quarters, until I say otherwise."

"Hai."

Hiashi smiled softly, it was obvious that Tenten's detachment, anger and hate was in a different place than Neji's. "Good girl. I promise that you will be able to set foot in the North and South Wings before you turn twenty." He noticed that Tenten's face twisted into a grimace for second when he promised her something. "This is Hiyake." Hiashi pointed at the man standing at the door, "He is from a branch family, but has shown enough skill to be entrusted to care for you, the Picked One. He will be your mentor, your caretaker, and hopefully, your friend. If you wish to become a first class kunoichi, learn from him carefully. He has many skills that do not require the Byakugan, the Hyuuga clan's kekkei genkai, and they are deadly."

"Hai," Tenten turned towards Hiyake, "It's a pleasure to meet you," she bowed, "Hiyake-sensei."

Hiyake, a tall, lean, muscled man with pearly ivory eyes, prominent cheekbones, and inky black hair (tied in the traditional Hyuuga fashion), bowed in return. "Please call me Hiyake, Tenten-sama. It is not everyday a Hyuuga from the branch family is chosen to look after the Picked One."

Tenten, for once snapping out of her politeness, managed a soft smirk, "If you insist, Hiyake. What exactly is the Picked One?"

"In due time you will know, Tenten-sama."

As Tenten went off to explore the place she would be calling home, Hiashi pulled Hiyake to the side and whispered urgently, "Whatever you do, don't let her see, meet, or even hear of Neji. Don't let her know about his existence. Neji has been given instructions to never enter the West Wing. He too, should, and will not know about Tenten's existence. At least until I give the order that they are allowed to set foot into the North and South Wings, and that I request to speak to them."

Eight Years Pass…

"Tenten, I have decided, as Hokage and the principle of the ninja academy, that you will be moved into the graduating class. I know it is only a week until the graduation exams, but you are far more advanced than all of your classmates. Your skills are equal to the average graduating student."

Tenten nodded. She didn't have any other choice. The Hokage's word was law. Besides, to be good enough to be put in the graduating class a week before graduation was unheard of. But then again, a Picked One earning "H" at the age of eight was unheard of too. Tenten was more than exceptional, even in Hyuuga standards. When sparring, she could defeat nearly all of the Hyuugas in her age group. Training with Hiyake made her extremely aware of her surroundings. It was like she had a pair of invisible Byakugan in her head. Considered the prodigy of her class, Tenten's mastery of weapons was well-known throughout the academy. The only students who never heard of her were the students of the graduating class.

Iruka-sensei looked at the paper Tenten had handed to him. It read:

I, the third Hokage of Konoha decree that H Tenten will join the graduating class as of the moment this document reaches the hands of Umino Iruka-sensei.

~Sarutobi Hiruzen

Third Hokage of Konohagakure

Looking at his students, Iruka-sensei sighed. They were all over the place. He yelled, "Alright class, we have a new student, H Tenten! Tenten, please introduce yourself to the class!"

Most of the class shivered as Tenten swept a cool look at everyone, taking in all the surroundings and her new classmates. Her new classroom was idential to her former one: on the wall facing north was the blackboard; the rickety, wooden seats that all the students sat on were near the wall facing south; two windows were propped open in the wall facing east and the door was a part of the wall facing west. Half of the students looked like true almost-genins...the other half looked like they repeated this class at least five times. "My name is H Tenten, I am eleven years old. Pleasure to meet you. Iruka-sensei, where do I sit?"

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