Hope this was worth the wait. :) It's a little more...uh...interaction?
Disclaimer: I own none of the Naruto characters. Even though I really want to.
"It's Sasuke! Oh, god help me, he's looking at me! What should I do? Fainting is a good option, no?"
"Shut up, Naruto."
"But Sakura-chan…"
"Naruto," I sighed, "It would be a good idea to keep your mouth shut. He looks like he's about to kill you."
And indeed he did. The cold-hearted king (although he was insanely hot) looked so pissed, his eyes had a red tint to them. "Thank you, Tenten," he managed to force out between gritted teeth.
I smiled. Ah, Sasuke. What a silly fool. Well, the term applied more towards Naruto, but you know. Sasuke could have had it all, really. He could've ditched our normal group for the more popular people who only went for brawn and beauty. He had more than both. But, the fool decided to stay with us, stating that he would "rather spend his time with weird people, rather than people who didn't know who he really was."
In Sasuke language, it's: "I love you guys. The others suck."
And now, we were walking with said ice-cube prince to go meet up with Hinata. And with us, in tow, was…
…Naruto.
Man, I loved that annoying, hyperactive kid. He was the life of our group, the bottle of sunshine that upped anyone's mood.
Except for Sasuke. But he doesn't count.
And my mood, unlike his, was totally being upped right now.
"There she is!" I yelled once I caught sight of navy blue hair. "Hinata! Hinata! We're here! Come over!"
I saw a gentle smile grace her features as she jogged over. "Hey," she said quietly. "How's it going?" All was well for a few seconds.
But the trouble started once she caught sight of Naruto. Immediately, her face grew bright cherry red and her pale eyes shot to the floor.
Then her feet started scuffing the sidewalk, and her index fingers started pushing together.
And then the dreaded stutter. "H-hi, N-n-naruto-kun…"
Idiots in love.
Bleh.
And yet, it was so cute.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Sakura shove Naruto in the gut with her elbow. "Answer her, idiot! Say something!" I heard her hiss.
I laughed internally.
"Uh, hey Hina-chan! What's going on? I haven't seen you since the last time I visited your coffee place. How's it going?" The blonde idiot tried. It would've been a good opening for a conversation if Hinata weren't so totally infatuated by him. I could almost hear what was going through her head.
OMG he's talking to me. OMG he's talking to me. OMG he's talking…
And cue the super-flamed blush.
And cue the profuse sweating.
"Hey, are you ok, Hinata-chan? You look like you might be sick," Naruto said with concern in his voice. He moved to brush his palm across her forehead. "You're really burning up."
And finally, cue the faint.
Sakura seemed to foresee this, and moved to catch her before she hit the ground. He just sighed and punched Naruto in the head. "Can't you think straight for once, you idiot? This is the third time you've made the poor girl faint. So, it's going to be your responsibility to carry her to the Nurse's place and make sure she's ok. Byes."
And just like that, we left a poor Naruto on the sidewalk with a very unconscious Hinata.
"Good luck!" I called behind my shoulder.
"Yeah, yeah…" he grumbled, hoisting Hinata in his arms. "Shut it, will ya?"
I had to admit, they looked really nice together. I couldn't help but snap a picture of their position from my phone, and hit save.
Then, being the terrible person I am…
…I sent it to all of our friends.
Life was good.
"Now what?" groaned Sakura. "Half our party is gone! We went to go see Hinata, but she fainted, and Naruto is gone…what are we supposed to do?"
I sighed and pursed my lips together. She had a point…and without Naruto, things were bound to get dull. Not to mention, listening to Sakura talk about Sasuke all the time (with him right next to us, even) was very boring.
Finally, Sasuke himself spoke up.
To be honest, I was actually expecting something worth hearing.
But, the guy never ceased to amaze me with his level of indifference. "I don't know."
Once again, it was up to me to set things straight. "I heard Ino is throwing a party today," I said. "It's in her dorm and stuff. Well, you know it's against the rules and all, but everyone goes to them anyways, right? And it's not like we ever get caught."
Sakura clapped gleefully. "A party? For what?"
Sasuke snorted. "Just because she can."
"It's at six," I noted. "That means that we only have a few hours. And we're supposed to bring food and stuff. But no alcohol, because you know Ino is so against that drink. And no cigarettes, because Shikamaru will get hooked."
"Yeah, we know," Sasuke drawled, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "But that's not the point. I mean, what are we supposed to do before the party, Sherlock?"
Crap.
Nice one, Sasuke. Why don't you become a lawyer or something?
"Well I don't know! Do you guys have any bright ideas then?" I said in exasperation, throwing my hands up into the air.
Sakura smiled. "I've got an idea, actually."
I was expecting something intelligent to come out of her mouth. But instead, I got: "Let's shop!"
"Yeah," Sasuke said sarcastically. "And then we can prance through a field of flowers while singing in the bright sunshine!"
In Sasuke language, that means "no way in hell."
"So what do you suggest then, oh-great-one?" I snapped.
He rolled his eyes. "If you must know, I was going to suggest we help each other do Hyuuga's assignment. You know, actually do something productive before the party?"
It really wasn't a bad suggestion. The vampire was really cruel with homework. I barely managed to finish the last one.
I got a 97 percent, but that's not the point.
If it were hard for me, it would be hell to finish a "small project."
Not to mention, he seemed bent on either working me to death or killing me by continuous harassment. I was not too keen on either of them.
So, without further ado, the studious group comprised of me, Sakura, and Sasuke made its way to the library.
Oh, joy.
"Theme of family? What the heck is wrong with this guy? There is no love, or family…everyone is an orphan and hates each other!" I whispered angrily across the library table.
He was really expecting too much from us. Ok, so we were smart. But we couldn't create an argument that made no sense out of thin air!
Sakura set the poster boards on the table. "But we still have to make a chart on it. So, which color do you think is best, Sasuke-kun? Red, orange, blue, white, or black?"
"Black," he said with absolutely no hesitation. "It's dark, just like the book."
"That's so creative!" she squealed, putting the rest of the boards in her bag.
Suck up. She just said that because she's been trying to get Sasuke for the longest time. Foolish.
Absentmindedly, I began fiddling with the black poster board, letting my fingers run over the edges. I hated working. Especially with homework that the evil vam—
"Ouch!" I hissed, looking at the deep cut that now spread across my pointer finger.
Sakura looked concerned. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah," I muttered. "It's just a small cut."
Ok, maybe it wasn't that small. Blood was starting to drip onto the table.
"Go!" she ordered. "Get a band-aid! Hurry, before it gets infected, Tenten!"
"Ok, ok…just start without me," I said hurriedly, cupping my uninjured hand under the cut so the blood made a puddle in my palm.
Oh fudgesticks. It was really starting to sting. And looking at blood drip into my hand was making me really nauseous. Quickly, I ran to the nearest person I could find. My eyes were fixated on the blood in my palms, so I didn't even notice whom I was talking to. I was always a little queasy when it came to blood, and my finger was dripping heavily with it. How thick was that poster board anyways?
I rapidly blurted out my dilemma, still cupping my hand tightly so blood wouldn't drip. "Hi, sorry to bother you. I'm bleeding. May I please have a band-aid?"
I wasn't expecting who was going to answer me.
"Why, certainly Ms. Kurenai," said a smooth voice, hinted with a bit of mockery.
It was Hyuuga-sensei.
Oh, the irony. Asking a vampire for a band-aid.
"What are you doing here?" I hissed.
He rolled his eyes. "Why? I can't be like a normal human and check out books?"
"You aren't a normal human, in case you haven't noticed by now," I snapped back. "Now can I get a band-aid or what?"
"Again, why must I repeat myself?" he said coolly. "You may certainly have one. Follow my to my classroom please, I have some located in my desk."
"Ugh, never mind! Your classroom is too far away. I'll just wash it in the sink, ok?" I said, turning away from him and heading towards the bathroom.
It really was a bit too long of a walk though, and cupping blood in my hands was really getting annoying. The sink would be quick and easy, and then I could help my two friends with the project he assigned.
However, Hyuuga-sensei's eyes flashed dangerously at my comment. "Tenten. You will follow me."
He called my by my first name.
Suddenly, I felt an invisible force of some kind turning me back around to face him. I took an involuntary step forward.
What was happening?
Oh, I get it. Another vampire trick.
"Just give into it," he said calmly. "It'll make it easier on the both of us."
Easier, huh. Funny stuff. Like anything regarding him was ever easy.
Blood continued to drip. I decided not dying from blood loss was a better option than retaliation, so I gave in. I sighed. "Whatever."
"Whatever?" he repeated, looking skeptical. "No, Kurenai-san. It is not 'whatever.' Having any sort of relationship with a vampire is never 'whatever.'"
I scoffed as I followed him down clean tiled floors. "Relationship? You just did some crazy trick to make me do whatever you say! Yeah, this is a relationship. Like between a master and slave or something like that! It's a damned relationship!"
"No swearing."
ARGH.
I bit the inside of my lip so hard that there was a metallic aftertaste.
Oh great. More blood. Just splendid, really.
We stopped in front of a classroom.
"We are here." He stated nonchalantly.
That door looked pretty unfamiliar to me. We didn't even make it out of the library building yet. What kind of joke was he trying to pull?
"This doesn't look like your classroom," I snorted, stepping inside the dark room. The only stream of light visible was a thin strip from the door crack. And from what I could see, the room was definitely unfamiliar. "Why, there's not even any bleachers—"
Before I knew it, I was shoved roughly against the door, and it closed. I felt a body pressed close to mine, and I instantly knew it was his.
That left us enclosed in the black room.
"Why must you do this to me?" I heard Hyuuga-sensei hiss out.
"Do what?" I said, starting to panic a little. "I didn't do anything!"
My eyes weren't adjusted to the darkness yet, but I could feel the ghost of his breath along my cheek, panting and very tantalizing.
Goosebumps broke out on my body, and I shivered.
The breath traveled to my ear. "Don't cut yourself ever again. This is for your own good."
With that, I felt something warm close around my cut.
Was he sucking on my finger?
I could feel his tongue caressing my wound, toying with it, licking it, and overall, doing very, very naughty things. A flick of his tongue ran across the length of the cut, smoothing it over and over again in a repeated fashion. It swirled again, tapping against my nail playfully. If only it was my mouth inste—
Shit! What in the world is running through your mind, Tenten?
Even though I was reprimanding myself, a small flame still heated every part of my body, as if a fire was running through my veins.
His tongue caressed my finger again. I barely kept in a suppressed moan. He was doing such naughty things…
My own tongue licked my lips in nervousness, tasting the metallic taste again. The blood started crusting upon my lips as well. I hoped he wouldn't notice.
He grabbed the wrist of my other hand, the one with the blood still pooled in it. I felt his mouth press with sudden urgency against my burning hot skin, lapping up the red liquid. A guttural sound erupted from his throat in satisfaction. My hand trembled as his hot mouth sucked up the blood, nipping and biting the skin in the process. His tongue managed to travel along the crevices in my palm, making sure every last drop was taken, and not a bit was wasted in his hurried rush.
My breath was starting to get ragged now. Tingles erupted everywhere, and my heart was pounding furiously in my chest. How did he manage to do that? Reducing me into a puddle of helpless nerves, barely letting my sanity stay intact…
The desire to moan was quickly taking over.
Slowly, after taking one last lick, he let go of my palm. I let out a strangled whimper that I didn't even know I had. I knew that if I could see myself right now, my face would be scarlet and my hair mussed. But even under the dim light, I could see his lavender eyes shining in the darkness, like moons.
I was transfixed.
"Don't think I didn't notice, Tenten," he murmured, closing in on me.
The heat grew bigger.
"You have blood on your lips, don't you?"
"No. I really don't, I swear, " I panted, nearly choking on my own spit. I still wasn't ready to give in to him…but those eyes of his…
They were so pretty.
His face inched nearer, till our lips were barely millimeters away. He chuckled, a hint of his fangs glinting in the low light. "Oh, please. You're a terrible liar, aren't you?" The space between us heated up with every breath. I could see every lash on his perfect eyes, growing nearer still.
My blood was boiling. He was so close.
His breath was minty fresh against mine, coating my lips with sweet air. I weakly struggled against his grip, but we both knew it was pointless.
I had been in his grasp from the very beginning I cut my finger.
"Don't you think this is wrong?" I whispered through my panting mouth. My eyes were threatening to drop closed and to let the hypnosis take over.
"Not at all…" he murmured, still not moving from his place. "It's the natural way of the world. Hunter and prey. Nothing more."
Suddenly, his eyes grew wide, and a slight look of panic crossed over his face. He quickly moved away from me, took my wrists and pushed me into a corner, his eyes darting around the room.
The spell was broken.
"Hey!" I spat, using the wall to push myself back up. "What's the big deal?"
"Shut up," he hissed, crawling literally on top of me, also hiding in the darkness of the corner. "Someone's coming. Keep your voice down."
I obeyed without a thought, the adrenaline pounding through my veins. I could distinctly hear every beat of my heart pounding through my shirt. I hoped the intruder wouldn't hear it.
If we were caught, my reputation would sear up in flames. I would get kicked out. I...wouldn't be able to get a job, and forever be a homeless woman on the streets...
"Shhh..." he murmured, brushing his nose against my neck and hugging my waist from behind. I could feel every breath he took as his chest pressed against my back, head settled on the crook of my neck. We were crouched in a corner, his body caging me down. My face was flushed with hotness. "Adrenaline rush does not make for better tasting blood. Just wait it out," he murmered.
Slowly, the door creaked open, shedding light into the dark room.
Whoever it was, if they discovered me in the position with Hyuuga-sensei...I would have a lot of explaining to do.
AHHHHHHHHH
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