A/N: Cool...

Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto... "Beleive it!" would be replaced by "Great Gobs of Purple Pasta!" Improvement, no?


Tick-tock Tick-tock

The morning sun shinned directly onto her glowing brown eyes. Tenten hugged her pillow tightly against her chest as she turned away and moaned. Her eyes continued to glow, even though she was facing away from the sun. She began to recall the series of events that took place last night, when she finally gave in to the sun. She turned around for a third time to glance at the kitty-clock, the shine from the day star blurring her vision.

It soon became clear to Tenten that she still had quite a bit of time before she had to worry about training with her group. She pulled out a smooth black pen, clicking the end of it with her thumb, as her other hand scavenged for a blank sheet of paper; her eyes still barely open. She continued to think about last night. What a beautiful night it was too, she didn't regret walking around Konoha with Neji.

Tenten lowered the pen as it began to press against the paper, but she didn't write anything. She only left a small black dot as she pondered for a moment longer, pressing the end of the pen to her lips. Lips, that's where she left off! Tenten glanced around her room, looking for the page, but to no prevail. She was about to let out a sigh when her sharp eyes caught a hold of something, a stack of papers on her desk.

Her feet lazily slid out from under her blanket, and soon enough she was standing out of bed in her thin, pink night gown, the one worn last night. Tenten raised her arms up in a yawn, opening her mouth only briefly as before walking toward the dark desk in a sloth-like motion. Upon reaching it, she grabbed the papers as a whole, neatly stacking them together before opening an eye to look through. Once again, she couldn't find it. She thought over anything that might have happened to it, and came to the conclusion that it was lost somewhere within the depths of her room thanks to Neji. Tenten sighed as the cat-clock's piercing eyes penetrated her glazed copper eyes.

She crawled back in bed, letting the feather blanket cover her legs. Sitting down in bed had a different feel now that energy surged in her. Tenten clicked the pen against her cheek again as she pulled out a clean sheet of paper. She pondered things over before putting the pen to paper, making every word well thought out and meaningful (to her at least). The pen scribbled across the pale sheet; leaving a trail of black ink, letting time pass her.

Tenten looked at her work from afar, like you would to any fine piece of prideful art. She began to read it over in her head for the hundredth time, trying to catch any mistakes, anything she would like to change:

" The moon shone over him, leaving a soft glaze over his already pale eyes. He outreached his hand to touch hers, first only briefly, to see if she would accept his invitation. In return, she wrapped her hand tightly around his clammy one. A smile grew across her pinking face, but all he could do was turn his moonlight eyes away from her, avoiding hers. Her heart fell to her stomach as she quickly glanced in another direction as well. Instead, she looked at the rumbling trees, the shimmering grass, anything else.

Slowly, he turned her direction, letting the wind take way with his dark hair. He raised one, cold hand to her shoulder, making her shiver at contact, and gently said, " Let's go home now."

She glanced around briefly, there wasn't anything she would want to do more then to stay with him for only a few moments longer, but she silently nodded, letting him take the lead like he always did, and always will."

Tenten glanced back at the clock, only to figure out that she only had twelve minutes before her team's set training time. Now, only one word flew across her mind over and over, 'Shit.'

She jumped out of bed, hastily throwing clothes on before she dashed out the door, only holding a breakfast bar in her hand, and a set of battle ready scrolls in reach. She held the bar in her mouth as she quickly put her hair in two tight buns. Though she didn't have any time to stop and observe the scenery, it was apparent that Konoha was decorated (more like littered) with colorful sheets of paper.

The bar had disappeared into her mouth as soon as Tenten reached the training grounds. She gave a happy wave to her two teammates. Unfortunately, neither one of them returned the wave, they were more perplexed with a piece of paper Neji held in his hand.


CLIFFHANGER!!! R&R!!! I take things really slowly, Next chapter: Will teamGai be able to prevent the children's eyes from being poisoned by the unbeleivible describtive piece of writing? And whose putting all of these up anyway?

S/N (sister note): Mmm... Neji's hot.