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Chapter

Neji contemplated how he would get into the compound without being seen. But with a clan that could see beyond walls, he decided to keep his head high and march through the entrance with his pride intact.

The moment he stepped passed the gates, a servant approached. "Neji-sama, your Uncle wishes to see you."

His body stiffened, cursing internally before nodding politely and following behind. What are the odds his Uncle is looking for him? Out of all the days, why today? Then again he never slept away from home aside from missions. If he thought he could return in the middle afternoon without a member noting his absence, he is gravely ignorant. And of course he is ignorant on matters of secrecy and clandestine rendezvous. He should have returned home after his engagement with TenTen.

His engagement with TenTen.

The tension in his body only increased. He had slept with TenTen. The very words were intense causing a mix of a emotion he isn't used too. There is excitement and thrill. And then there is horror and the weight of stupidity. How could he let his actions overrule his discipline? He had always been in control before. Reacting to silly desires was something he had ended years ago when he was a boy going through puberty. He had been able to get through that part of his life without incident. Why now, a man at nineteen, he couldn't hold himself back?

TenTen hadn't helped any, true enough.

A flash of her body laying before him, nearly caused a groan of disbelief, of desire, of regret.

Though he had said the word regret was a mistake, to an extent it wasn't. Waiting until marriage was a huge part of his upbringing. He felt shame now for disregarding such a basic rule. What will the clan think if they find out? Will they shun him? Will they bully TenTen?

He'll have to lie if only to protect her honor. And his pride.

More sins on top of sins. Isn't that how it goes, though?

Eliminating any revealing sentiments on his face, Neji stepped into his Uncle's parlor. He was greeted by more than one person as a crowd formulated around his Uncle's table with late afternoon tea in their hands. He hadn't been aware of any meeting taking place and now cursed his luck for the situation in front of him. He lowered to his knees, bowing as he entered before taking an empty seat at the table.

His Uncle hosted a drink, "My nephew, thank you for joining us." There was an unusual smirk on his lips that Neji noted with concern. After a servant poured his tea, he took it up, mimicking and sipping the hot liquid. It's the first thing in his stomach since yesterday and it warmed up his quaking insides.

"I was surprised not find you in your bed this morning."

Neji stalled. Passing glances from the other members of the board, and soon small little chuckles whispered secretively.

"And to return home in the same clothes so late in the day." His uncle grinned. "It seems my nephew is a true man now."

As horrifying as it was to sit there, Neji observed as the surrounding members took up their drink in salute, seeming to congratulate him. He clenched his drink, forcing a sip, as his eyes kept to the table, painfully feeling his cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

The man sitting beside him, nudged him inappropriately, "Tell us, who was the lucky lady?"

Others joined in, "The Geisha quarter?"

"Minks in Mink?"

"The Heart Motel?"

To his horror, they were naming brothels. Why did they seem familiar with such vile places? Neji only knew them from friends and only briefly as he would chose those moments to walk away. He remained quiet as they continued, teasing each other in the process, naming creatures like Sugar, Blue Tiger, Lips, and other outrageous titles. One that seemed popular among these married men was Nun Love. It made quite an impression and they giggled like schoolgirls talking about it. Or her. Or whatever the hell it was.

After several disgusting, degrading minutes, the crowd got quiet once again, looking at him expectantly but Neji refused to participate until he was once again nudged. "So who was it, Neji-san?"

The shame of mating with a hooker or prostitute, outweighed his need to keep his coupling a secret. But he still couldn't name her and degrade her. "I assure you, you would not know her." Such a wording would expose it was no brothel. His respect for these men dying with each passing second. "May I be excused?" He nearly begged. This was humiliating enough.

"No, not quite. But would you gentlemen excuse us? I have some important matters to discuss with Neji." They chuckled and slapped Neji on the back as they moved out. Every hit was like a stab of disgust making Neji cling to his cup to keep his composure.

When the door closed, his Uncle shifted to a more comfortable position, keeping an annoying smirk on his lips. "This is a proud moment, why are you so quiet?"

"Am I normally not quiet, Uncle?"

"Tell me, who is this woman of the night?"

"I prefer privacy, Uncle."

"Now, Neji don't be so serious. Must I do my own investigation?"

An investigation on his virginity? Why is this day turning into the worst day of his life? Isn't it supposed to be a good day considering?

Neji instead directed the conversation elsewhere, "Do not fear, Uncle. I will do right and marry her."

"Marry? Is she in such a high position to enforce marriage? Now you must tell me for the safety of our clan. Is she Hyuuga?"

"No, Uncle."

"Inuzuka? Akimichi? Aburame?"

"No."

"Hm. Tell me her last name at least."

Neji shifted uncomfortably. People with no last name weren't typically respected or considered a part of society. It is the reason most of them join the Academy.

His silence bothered his Uncle. "Neji, if your secrecy is any indication of her importance, you have dishonored this family. I need a name immediately."

Neji bowed his head. It was exactly as he thought. All these years of contributing to the Hyuga name and one wrong night, everything was erased. Why hadn't he stopped himself? And worse, he cheapened TenTen's character with his recklessness.

"My teammate, TenTen."

A breath of relief escapes his Uncle and Neji observes him as he takes up his drink, "Goodness, Neji, you cannot stress an old man's heart so."

"I understand my obligation, Uncle. And I will follow through with my responsibility to this clan."

His uncle chuckles, "I do not wish to insult your teammate, as it seems you hold her in high regard but a marriage is not necessary."

Neji's brows knit, "I do not understand. I stole her purity."

"I'm happy for you but she has no family to represent her. She holds no money or influence to her name. She is...as I said, I do not wish to insult her. There will be no marriage."

"My comprehension of consummation is not so varied but I was under the impression, punishment would incur?"

"For women, Neji, that is true. Women are more fragile and must wait till marriage. However men, are allowed to get away with a few misdeeds, if you understand me."

"I do not."

"As you have realized, men require certain releases for stress, to keep a clear head. As long as you keep such meetings clandestine and never interact physically with a woman of high rank, there is nothing wrong with your actions. I am proud of you. Her name shall not leave this room and I even encourage you to continue if you desire her. However, she is not to be thought of more than a convenience. Is that clear enough?"

Neji stood to his feet. Every muscle taunt that he fisted his hands at his side. He did not consider if his Uncle noticed. "You expect me to use her as a whore?"

"Do not get upset. She is important to you, and that is fine. I am simply expressing you may have your fun but any further will not be permitted. She is beneath you. A marriage is for our gain not for our loss."

"Our loss?"

His uncle's playful features altered as he took in Neji's stance. They hardened, a more direct and commanding expression took its place. "You feel for this girl, then?"

Neji remained silent, unwilling to reveal that he loved her, unsure what his Uncle would do in response.

"Bring her over. I wish to talk to her."

"I will not expose her to humiliation. She has endured enough."

"It was not a request, Neji. You will bring her over so that I may meet this woman that's taken your boxed heart. Now leave, before you upset me."

Neji forced a reluctant bow before stomping out of the room and into the streets of his compound. Just how was he going to get TenTen to come? She was rightly stubborn in all things. If she didn't want to do something she simply didn't. She had no sense of obligation or responsibility that he had grown up with. She was free and would allow no one to tie her. What could he do to convince her? She turned down his marriage proposal with ease. No doubt she would say no to this inconvenience as well. For the first time, he hated her flippant disregard for authority.

Neji returned to his own small apartment on the edge of the compound to shower and dress in new clothes. To his surprise, he could smell her perfume on his used clothes and as silly as it sounded he pressed it to his nose and inhaled. So many scenes of last night replayed in his head but one in particular came to mind and he stood in the shower to relive it.

TenTen sat on his lap with his fingers digging into the meaty portion of her behind assisting her as she moved up and down upon him, causing pleasures he hadn't been aware of. He had his face pressed against her cleavage as they bounced. He kept his eyes open, staring at a nipple, the sight too amazing to turn away from.

But then she stopped and tapped his shoulder, "I want to try something else." She breathlessly whispered and he was more than accepting to her thoughts. She climbed off him and he watched with lustful eyes as she crawled to the center of the bed. It was there she simply waited, looking over her shoulder at him. She smiled, "Well?"

He got on his knees behind her and though he wasn't exactly sure what was happening, her center was still in his sight, wet and waiting. Common sense moved him closer until he pushed in from behind. Her moans transformed and her face fell into the pillow. "That's it. That's the spot." She whimpered and it almost sounded like she was in pain but she made no attempt to stop him. He worked with vigor, their skin slapping, echoing in the empty apartment. He clenched her hips forcing her to meet him. Sweat built on his brow from the exertion.

She started cursing and a hand a reached back to clench his thigh. She let out a deep guttural sound as she body tightened around him. The pressure and pleasure intensified but he couldn't stop, not when it was causing her so much bliss.

Then suddenly her moans ceased and she was silent. Her body froze and he instantly got scared, stopping his movements, "Are you-"

"Don't stop."

Confused on her actions, he continued until she let out a soft, 'Yes.' and all her muscles gave out on her and she collapsed on the bed, panting. She turned on her back, smiling at him as he remained in his position with his hands at his side.

"What happened?" He questioned.

She giggled. "What do you think happened?"

"You…"

"Yeah."

"Oh."

"Oh?"

"I mean...good."

She giggled and reached out her hands, opening her legs up, summoning him and he lowered upon her, watching her.

"Do you need time?"

"After that? A minute would be helpful."

"A minute?"

"I'm not a guy, Neji. We don't have to stop everytime I cum."

"So...you can…keep going?"

"Well yeah but-"

Neji directed himself back inside and her sentence turned into a moan.

As he had said, his knowledge of sex was limited but she opened his world to a whole new side of training. Now all he wanted was to get better at it. To practice for hours upon hours until she begged him to stop just like she did during their regular training sessions. What other things could he learn? What other ways were there to please her? He needed to know, much like he needed oxygen and water.

But sleeping with her again didn't seem possible now after this morning. She had turned down his offer for marriage. His pride was shattered by her insult. He barely wanted to face her again and yet seeing her was all he wanted to do. He couldn't call upon her. He would not break the silence first and he would not appear desperate. So how else was he to talk to her?

Involving Lee seemed like an easy route to take however dealing with Lee is not. If he happened to learn they coupled last night, his excitement would drown any other discussion. Lee had been hinting at their affections for years but neither TenTen or Neji himself listened. They were more interested in expanding their fighting talents and a relationship was hardly what either of them needed. But the war changed them. Or him at least. Fighting became second place.

A knock on his door bolted him out of his thoughts and he hurried with dressing. A servant allowed whoever it was into the parlor and soon a knock on his door. "A woman by the name TenTen wishes to see you, Neji-sama."

His movements stalled and he stared at the door with surprise. He cleared his throat, "I'll be out in a minute."

He sat on the bed, unsure what was happening. Why would she come here? She had turned him down and let him walk away. To him, their spontaneous coupling was over. He would regretfully avoid her if his Uncle hadn't demanded her presence.

Gathering courage, he went out of his room and down the hall. He kept moving till he came to the doorway and saw her sitting at a table with a cup of tea in her hand. Her eyes wide as she met him. He kept his face stoic as he stepped in. He sat across from her and a servant was quick to rest a cup into his hands and he sipped silently waiting for her to begin. It is a shock to the senses to see her again after last night. After seeing her in positions he shouldn't have. To his dissatisfaction, it feels different around her. Tense, aggravating even, and full of space.

"Can we talk in private?"

Neji glanced around, a servant sitting in the corner. It is the best he could offer her. Privacy with an unmarried woman is inappropriate. "Say what you will."

She sighed annoyed and glanced at the servant. "Okay. Can we talk about sleeping together last night?"

HIs eyes went wide and he nearly choked on air. Discretion was mandatory and she simply said with such blatant disregard. Has she no respect? He flicked his hand and dismissed the servant. Once the door closed, he replied, "Do you desire rumors to spread of our transgression?"

"I don't care. I'm not ashamed."

Neji bent over in a harsh whisper, "Neither am I." He pulled back, composing himself straight and fixing his tone, "But to shout it, is another thing. What did you come here for?"

"I didn't want another five months to pass before we talked again."

"And what could we have to talk about?"

She paused, staring at him. Her fingers clenched her cup and her brows knit in her upset, "Is that how you want to be? We have one night and than you drop me?"

Neji got to his feet, "Do not insinuate I used you. I offered you-"

She snaps up, "Marriage! At nineteen. After five months of not talking. I want to be friends again, at least. Can you even listen to what I'm saying. It's not about you. There are things I want to do first that doesn't require me strapped and jailed by a man. But you have to make this so difficult. It's either all or nothing. You've always been like this."

"If you know this about me, then why let me in your bed? I cannot settle for bits and pieces."

"Yes, you always get what you want."

"Because I work for it. I was given nothing but limitations. I sacrificed enough and will not give anymore. I almost lost you once, I will not allow it again. So yes, it is all or nothing because I cannot bare it otherwise."

His declaration left her speechless and her mouth bobbed in surprise. He sat down refusing to look at her. He took a sip of his tea in spite but it was hot and burned his tongue. He made no sound however setting it back on the table, sightlessly glaring at the wooden table.

"If your clan," She slowly began, "didn't make you marry, would you still have asked me?"

"Irrelevant, considering your answer. And be relieved. My Uncle seems to think only women of importance require such respect."

It took her a moment, "Excuse me?"

He had said it to hurt her pride, as his had been damaged this morning. He was however unprepared for her anger.

"What a dick!"

He took another sip, "Please refrain from foul words here." He couldn't stop her cursing on the battlefield but in his home, he wouldn't allow it. His knowledge of profanity is purely from her. Growing up, he learned very colorful uses of the Japanese language. "He would like to meet you."

"Oh, I'll meet him alright. Give him a piece of- wait, why?"

Neji shrugged, careless of the details. Exposing that he had feelings for her isn't something he wants to converse about after her denial.

"Now?"

He wished never but what choice did he have? Neji called the servant back in to run to his Uncle, letting him know TenTen was in the compound and would meet him. It was only a matter of time till the servant returned and until then they sat in silence, drinking tea, unsure where to go from here.

Their night together last night was looking more and more irrational. TenTen was right, five months of ignoring each other had pierced their friendship. It was a topic they hadn't talked about despite how much they spoke yesterday, hours and hours of reminiscing, of enjoying each other's company, laughing, and drinking. He wished it had been done different. A first date, months and months of courting and if all things went well, he'd propose, she'd say yes and they'd share their first time together on their wedding night. Before the war, that had been the plan. But as more and more time past, and she didn't visit him, she didn't come to his welcome home celebration after a month in the hospital, and she ignored requests for training, this ideal for their future became less and less plausible.

Now last night, they've skipped a year of dating and a wedding ceremony and here they are, in a terrible mess.

"Why didn't you visit me?" He suddenly broke, staring at his tea.

She shifted, her hands in her lap, picking at her nails. "You pissed me off. Like you love to do."

"For five months."

"You were willing to die. What's five months to eternity?"

"I am a Ninja at the disposal of the village. I do what is required."

"And me? What about me? You're not disposable to me."

His rage increased, "Why are you denying me then?"

"I am not denying you!"

A knock on the door and the servant told them his Uncle was ready.


Sometimes when you keep digging at something, you only make a mess. What do you think his uncle is going to say?