~*~*~*~*Dance Partners*~*~*~*~
A NejiTen fanfic
Tenten's P.O.V.
I felt an aching pain in...well my entire body. It was as if almost I could barely move. Shit this was bad. I had an early session today. I didn't even know why Tsunade scheduled it at fricken nine in the stupid morning. I mean, if you're going to have four practices a week, at least make them at a reasonable time.
It took too much energy just to get out of bed. Like seriously I was holding my breath.
"God dammit," I muttered, heaving myself up. This was going to be fun.
It was about eight thirty. My parents had already gone to work. They weren't here to allow me a painkiller but I didn't care. I was gonna take one anyways because I'm in too much stupid pain to even get out of bed properly. I deserve something nice, if that's how you could describe it.
I drowsily slouched down the steps, gripping the side rail for support. It was hard to believe I was going to do this four times a week. Yep. That's how many times we have practice. FOUR TIMES A WEEK! What is this shit?! It's certain I will be dead after two weeks.
It even hurt to reach up for the cupboard. GOD! WHAT THE HELL?
I shoved the painkiller in my mouth and forced it down my throat, not even thinking twice about water. Now, I was happy that I actually didn't take off my outfit. It would hurt like crap putting it on and yeah I'm not gonna try that so that was one thing I was satisfied with this morning.
Groggily, I slipped on my shoes and slung my dance bag over my shoulder. Great. Thanks to the early class, I have to walk there.
Slowly I started down the the street. My legs were more sore than any other part of my a grand plie for fifteen minutes is no easy feat. It's very tiring after about the first two minutes.
My body practically groaned in protest as I broke into a run. That was the only way I would make it on time. I bet stupid Neji had a personal driver to take him wherever he wanted to go. Evil, egotistic, arrogant, bastard of a dancer.
I sprinted faster, accelerating down the side walk.
My muscles screamed for me to stop but I had to get there on time. I didn't want to deal with an angry Tsunade.
I burst through the doors of the studio.
"Hello, Tenten," Shizune greeted at the front desk.
"Hi," I answered breathlessly.
"Tsunade's waiting in room three," Shizune informed me, staring down at a stack of papers.
"Room three?" I questioned.
Shizune nodded, her attention taken by the things in front of her.
"Alright," I replied.
Wonder why she's in room three?
I adjusted my bag over my shoulder, hoping I wasn't going to have to do this for the remainder of my summer. There were only two weeks left before school started.
Tiredly, I opened the door.
There, in the middle of the room stood Neji and Tsunade.
Oh no. I think I know where this is going.
"You're late," Tsunade growled.
Neji scowled. "Typical," he muttered.
"What was that Hyuuga?" I snapped.
"Hn,"
"I had to walk here thank you very much." I complained. "Besides, everyone else is late,"
"This is your partners class," Tsunade grumbled.
Shit I knew that was coming. Hm, there's gotta be an easy exit around here somewhere. AHA! A door my great escape. Now all I have to do-
"Tenten," Tsunade hissed. "Are you ready to start?"
"Oh, um yeah," No! No I'm not! Never will be!
"Okay, this is a mixture of jazz and ballet," Tsunade annnounced.
"What?" Neji and I asked.
"Well, it's mostly ballet but mixed with jazz because last time we did a complete ballet routine the judges fell asleep, therefor giving it only a nine out of ten," Tsunade said.
Neji winced at the memory.
"Um, I'm missing the bad part," I said, confused. "Isn't nine out of ten good,"
"We normally get nine and a half out of ten," Neji stated bitterly.
"Oh you've never gotten 10/10 Mr. Perfect?" I asked him.
"No one has ever gotten 10/10 in Nationals." Neji told me. "We've gotten that at the regular competitions,"
I stuck out my tongue.
"Whatever," Jeez, could he brag much. I wished I could take that cocky little head of his and then a knife and-
"Tenten," Tsunade ordered. "Pay attention now,"
"Hn," Neji smirked.
I was gonna stick my tongue out again but thought that was bound to get old if I did it again today.
"Stop fighting," Tsunade groaned, rubbing her temples.
"Sorry," we murmured, death glaring each other.
"Alright, good," Tsunade said.
We then went through a very painful stretching routine in which Neji had no problem with even after we had that intense work out yesterday.
"This is how it starts out. Tenten, you do a front chasse in the corner of the room, going into the middle. That will build up the speed for the leap. So, it will be chasse step right leap, chennay turn to the left and jump, Neji will catch you, spin and put you down into your center splits, he'll do a three step run and leap into the center splits in the hair and land into the clean position." Tsunade pulled her hair out of her face. "Got that?"
I gulped. "Y-Yes,"
"Alright, Tenten, corner of the room, Neji you can stand right about...here," Tsunade instructed. "Okay, five six seven eight!"
I chassed, my right foot first since it was a right leap, then stepped with my left, and leapt forward with my right, landing gracefully, but immediately keeping my legs straight and putting my left around first, doing a chennay. Oh god, here it comes. I jumped and the moment Neji touch my waist I cringed backwards, landing on my butt.
Tsunade slapped her forehead. "You have to let him catch you," She said annoyed.
"I don't trust him," I growled.
Tsunade moved her hand slowly down her face, stretching her features. "This is gonna take a while,"
Neji stared at me impassively while I sat on the ground.
I heaved myself up. Thanks for helping me you jerk.
"Well, I have to go and teach the Sapphires how to do a proper double," Tsunade told us. "You two work on this," She called before slamming the door.
Great.
"Get to the other side of the room," Neji instructed, no emotion on his face.
How does he manage that?
"Fine," I hissed through gritted teeth.
"Five six seven eight," Neji's voice was so monotone-like.
I did the chasse, the step, the leap, the chennay, jump...Neji hands gripped around just the top of my hips, I pulled away, landing hard against my elbows.
"You're pathetic," Neji grumbled, staring down at me.
I bit my lip. "What part of I DON'T TRUST YOU do you not get?" I demanded.
"You don't need to trust me," Neji stated simply. "You just need to do everything right and I will too,"
"That's not what I've been taught," I argued.
"Who cares," Neji snapped. "That will get us nowhere,"
"You're getting us nowhere!" I smirked at my comeback. What now?
"You really are pathetic. Get up and try again," Neji spat.
I rose and walked to the other side of the room. That idiot. What a meanie. How could he do this? Where's the nice comforting words like, "You can trust me," or, "Don't worry. I'm not gonna drop you," but noooo! He had to act all cocky and it would bend his pride. BUT NOT SNAP IT!
My eye twitched as I charged once more.
An electric shock went through my spine and I fell back once more. My elbows were now bleeding and I was panting heavily.
Why can't I do this?
"What is wrong with you?" Neji asked me.
"What is wrong with you?" I repeated.
"Simply nothing," Neji answered. "You're the issue,"
I bit my lip.
"I don't trust you," I told him for the millionth time.
"So," Neji hissed. "If I drop you the worse thing that can happen is that you sprain your wrist,"
I winced. Great.
I turned away. "Whatever,"
"Hn, try again,"
I'm going to get this right, I told myself.
But just as I leapt into Neji and he caught me, I pushed back feeling very insecure and fell.
Neji scowled. "You're worthless," he hissed.
"You're mean," I shot back. "How can you live with yourself?"
"How can you live?" Neji remarked. "You're so bad,"
My knees shook as I stood up.
"You're sick," I retorted. "You're absolutely sickening. One more time,"
Neji glared at me. "If you can handle it,"
I stretched out my arms ignoring him, trying to keep my legs straight as I walked to the other side of the room. Shut the hell up Neji!
"If you can handle it," I muttered, turning to face him, taking another deep breath.
I don't give a shit if he drops me! I'm gonna do this!
I chassed fearlessly, stepped then leaped perfectly despite my terrible condition, my chennay had perfect spotting.
NOW!
I stepped and jumped into his arms ignoring the pain in his touch, I squeezed my eyes shut as he spun me round, with a loose grip and slowly pushed me into my center splits. Finally his arms left my waist and he ran with three steps and jumped, facing front doing to center splits also but in the air and landing in a clean position.
Still in the splits I trembled, my lip quivering. Was it really this hard to let him carry me? Why was I being such a baby?
"Took long enough," Neji finally said, walking over to me. "Are you going to get up?"
"Are you going to help me?"
"No," He replied coldly.
"You're so nice," I said shakily as I rose.
"Hn,"
"Don't give me that," I hissed. "You're the one who's being mean,"
"How so?" he inquired innocently.
"Don't even ask," I mumbled. "You're too cold to notice anyways,"
"Hn,"
"And stop that!" I ordered. "It's getting on my nerves,"
"Whatever," Neji answered. "Clean up the blood on the floor,"
I gritted my teeth. How did he manage this no emotion thing going on here. Especially when he says "Clean up blood" seriously!
"Fine," I grumbled. "You should clean up you're attitude while I get the blood,"
"Hn,"
"..." I death glared him.
"Do you have anything nice to say?" I asked.
"Not to you,"
I growled. "GOD DAMMIT STOP IT!" I screeched.
"Stop what?"
"Why do you hate me?" I asked.
"I'm annoyed with you at the moment but if you continue this, I will hate you,"
I clenched my fists at my sides. "Well I hate you!"
"I'm sure you do," Neji remarked.
"What?" I suddenly asked.
"Jealousy is a cruel thing,"
That's when my bubble got burst. I totally lost it...
"SHUT THE HELL UP YOU COCKY SON OF A BITCH! YOU'RE MEAN AND CRUEL! YOU DON'T HAVE A HEART, YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE NICE AND ALL YOU CAN DO YOU SELFISH ASSHOLE IS BRAG AND THINK YOU'RE ALL THAT! BUT YOU HAVE NOW IDEA HOW MANY PEOPLE HATE YOU! WHY DO YOU THINK THEY HAVE PROBLEMS FINDING YOU A PARTNER? WHY DO YOU THINK TSUNADE HAD TO SEARCH FOR SOMEONE LIKE ME? EVERYONE REFUSED! SO DON'T TELL ME I'M PATHETIC AND WORTHLESS AND WEAK BECAUSE I'M YOUR PARTNER THAT MAKES ME ONE OF THE STRONGEST DANCERS ALIVE TO EVEN APPROACH YOU! I DON'T GIVE A SHIT IF YOU'RE THE BEST DANCER IN KONOHA, I WOULDN'T EVEN CARE IF YOU WERE THE BEST IN THE UNIVERSE, LET ALONE THE PLANET! YOU'RE ATTITUDE TURNS ME OFF MORE THAN ANYTHING! SO YOU WANT ME TO GET ALONG WITH YOU, LISTEN TO YOUR INSTRUCTIONS, DANCE WITH YOU WITHOUT HESITATION, YOU BETTER LOOSEN UP AND HAVE SOME SYMPATHY BECAUSE RIGHT NOW YOU HAVE NO FUCKIN' EMOTION!"
I dropped to my knees breathing heavily. Finally I got that off my chest.
"I could care less," Neji stated, his lips pressed into a thin line.
My eye twitched.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" I demanded.
"Nothing," he answered. "You're the problem,"
"AGH!"
"What's all the screaming?" Tsunade asked, opening the door.
"I can't work with him," I announced, pointing to Neji.
"Just give it a couple weeks," Tsunade replied. "Can you guys just show me how far you got,"
"Fine," I hissed between gritted teeth, strutting to the other side of the room and taking a deep breath.
I'll show you I can live with that son of a bitch!
I chassed once more, going into that perfect leap, snapping my head around on the left chennay, and stepping. Here we go again. I shut my eyelids as I jumped into Neji's arms, letting him spin me and push me down into the splits, relief washed over me when he let go of my waist and did his part absolutely flawless.
"Good," Tsunade said, "But Tenten, you're showing too much emotion."
"That's because I can't stand that ice cube touching me," I shot a nasty look at the snowman himself.
"You two really need to get along," Tsunade commented, extremely annoyed.
"Hn,"
"He's mean,"
"He's your partner," Tsunade grumbled.
"Does that matter?" I asked.
"Well, I came here to tell you guys that your session is over," Tsunade told us.
"Thank god," I muttered.
"Hn,"
"God this is going to be a long year," Tsunade mumbled, closing her eyes as we walked out the door.
She ran straight into Neji.
"Watch it," I hissed.
Neji grabbed my wrist, pulling me close.
"Let go of me!" I demanded.
He let go.
"Now what do you want?" I snapped.
"If you ruin my career at the first competition, I will make your life a living hell," He informed me, glaring evilly.
"Shut up," I retorted. "You don't know what you're talking about,"
"Hn,"
"I'm just as good as you," I told him.
"Then what's your problem?" He asked.
"I don't trust you,"
"I'm not going to rape you," He said, raising his eyebrow.
"That's not what I'm talking about," I mumbled. "Never mind,"
"Whatever,"
I turned around and started to walk back. That stupid idiot couldn't see it. He didn't know what trust was. He only knew about winning and going to competition, kicking ass everytime. He didn't know what it was like to trust someone...because he trusted no one. Just like most arrogant brats.
Passing the front desk, I caught the sight of Shizune. Her eyes softened. Obviously she had seen out little fight, and was possibly watching through the window while my partner and I were struggling to get along. If only she knew how much I hated that bastard. Then she would see my side.
"You know, he wasn't always like that," She called as I walked through the door.
I stopped abruptly. "Probably not," I agreed. "But when you're a star and you're young, it conflicts with your future," and with that, I left her, unable to finish what she was about to say next.
I didn't care about Neji's reason. There was no excuse for his terrible behavior. Who could honestly live with him? I mean Shizune was practically standing up for him. There is no way he can get out of this. He was cold and mean today. Especially when he didn't help me up all those times I mean it's just being a gentlemen. That's common sense to do that. I mean, so we're just fourteen you still should do that, especially if you're trying to gain a woman's trust. Wait never mind. He's not even trying.
What kind of sick sadistic person was he?
I shuffled down the street not caring if it was going to take forever to get home. That practice last four damn hours and I had no intention of running. So, since it was a little after one o clock in the afternoon, it was blazing hot, being late August as it is.
The heat blazed down my neck. I could feel sweat trickle down my face. No like I wasn't sweaty enough already. Not to mention my muscles hurt. God this was going to be one long year.
A/N You like? I know Neji's really a bastard but don't worry he will loosen up. Sorry if my dance terms weren't spelled correctly I had no idea of the spelling. There were also some things I didn't know quite how to describe but I hope you guys got the gist of it. Lol, did you like Tenten's outburst? Hehe, thanks for reading and please review:)