Once again I do not own Naruto. If I did...Sasuke wouldn't be such an asshole. And Hinata would stop with the stuttering and Glomp Naruto's ass already.
The man in front of us was not your average gym teacher. He had a shiny bowl- cut hair style, and a rather ostentatious smile on his face. He was wearing a tight green spandex suit that covered his entire body. Along with that, he wore orange legwarmers up to his knee. (duh) What. The. Hell.
"GATHER AROUND MY STUDENTS- ah who are these two?" His volume surprisingly decreased when he noticed the two of us.
"Hi I'm Sakura." She said cheerful, bowing. "This is Tenten." I simply waved.
"TWO MORE YOUTHFUL FLOWERS TO ADD TO OUR GARDEN OF YOUTH!" He exclaimed. (No really?)
Garden Of Youth? I've heard of Fountain Of Youth but this is just too much. What is he on? I thought… (I looked around and saw that Hyuuga was still with the boys, away from me.) … Yes! I didn't speak my thoughts! (I've been doing that a lot lately, especially around Hugo. Just checking…) Anyway…
"Sure." I said slowly. "You do that." Whatever the hell that is. I added internally.
"YOSH! LET'S START THE CLASS WITH TWO LAPS AROUND THE GYM!" He- now do I really have to tell you?
"Gai-sensei, I will do two hundred laps!" A boy exclaimed. Sakura and I were the only two to turn around to the voice; apparently this whole production is routine to them. Damn. This school gets weirder the longer I'm here. The enthusiastic student wasn't wearing the boys' gym uniform-a grey shirt with dark blue basketball shorts. Instead, he was wearing a tight green spandex suit that covered his entire body. Along with that, he wore orange legwarmers. He had a shiny bowl-cut hair style and an ostentatious smile on his face. Huh, why do I get the feeling that I've said that before? Oh right, because I have. Here's something new for you: including all of that, his eyes were comic-like wide and were under some bushy-ass eyebrows. This was like some sick version of Dr. Evil and Mini Me. But worse. Screw 'what the hell', what the shit?
"WHAT A YOUTHFUL EXERCISE, LEE!" He complimented, striking a pose.
"Gai-sensei!"
"Lee!"
"Gai-sensei!" They were running towards each other to embrace, both with tears in their eyes. Unanimously, the class rolled their eyes and sighed. They began to disperse to their own activities as the two began to run into the sunset. I glanced at the clock. It was 12:45, where the hell did the sunset come from?
"Would someone like to explain to me exactly what just happened?" I asked.
"Hn. This is the typical Gym class." Hugo answered from behind. "Gai asks us to warm up, Lee shouts out a ridiculous, over-the-top version of it, they embrace and then run off into a sunset that magically appears in the middle of the day."
I nodded. (A/N: During all of this, Sakura walked over to join the rest of the girls and Neji broke off from the boys to Tenten. Basically, they're alone.) "Wow, Thing 1, is that the most words you've used in a sentence?" I asked mockingly.
"Hn."
"And back to square one. Literally." I continued. His eyes narrowed. "Anyway, now that our teacher is no longer available, what do we do?" I smiled sarcastically at him, clapping my hands together.
"Choose your activity." He said vaguely.
I sighed; looks like I wasn't going to get an answer better than this one. I jumped up high and stomped hard back on the hardwood floor. This action released the two kunais that were attached to each side of my hip. Before they dropped to the floor, I crouched down and swiped them up, twirling them both with my index fingers. Hyuuga was looking at me with an odd expression, one along the lines of confused and curious. Ignoring him, I threw them behind my back to hit both of the bull's eye targets across the room. That startled the group of girls playing rope, seeing how they were in front of the targets at the time. Translation: whilst across the spacious room, turning the ropes in front of the targets, I managed to hit them with 100% precision and accuracy without even looking behind me. Yeah, that happens a lot. I glanced nonchalantly at him and sniggered; his expression was priceless. His eyes were widened and his mouth was slightly agape, one of complete shock. "What's the matter, Cousin Itt.?" I asked using his full nickname. "You look like you've just seen the impossible." I pretended to soud worried.
"Because I just did." His voice was as incredulous as he looked. "How…" he pointed at the targets, where the girls were still frozen, staring at me.
"Did I do that?" I finished, grinning smugly. "I'm a little obsessed with weaponry and I've been practicing with weapons since I could walk. Naturally throughout the years I've grown to have 100% accuracy with weapons of any size, shape or form."
His eyes returned to their normal size, but he was still gaping at me, speechless.
"What?" I asked defensively. "You said 'choose your activity'. Target practice is an activity, correct?"
Finally, he regained his composure. "Hn." He blinked for the first time, shaking his head. "Why can't you just be a normal girl?" he mumbled.
"Why can't you remove the stick currently shoved up your ass?" I countered rudely. He stopped shaking his head to glare at me. Realizing that I went too far, I quickly moved to a safer subject. "And define normal."
Hugo's eyebrow arched mildly at the sudden change, but ignored it. "Normal: conforming to the standard or the common type; usual; not abnormal; regular; natural."He replied expertly.
Damn. "Thanks, Webster." I muttered.
"You wanted a definition, so I gave you one." He said.
"I was being sarcastic."
"Really? And I wasn't?"
I started clapping slowly. "Kudos Hyuuga, I'm impressed. You've proven to me that you can be remotely human towards people." I gasped with thick sarcasm. Before he could respond, for example, 'Hn', I walked over to fetch my trajectories. I sensed that he was following me. The girls were now glaring me once they saw who I was talking to. Ch. Just what I need- three of Hyuuga's fangirls. I stopped in front of them when they blocked the targets. "Are you going to move, or do you want to become my next aim?" I asked.
"What are you doing with our Neji-kun?" One girl spoke up. The second time I've had to deal with this today. Am I really the first girl able to talk to this guy without swooning?
"Wow, you're actually talking in front of him?" I asked, faking shock. "Isn't he like royalty to you people?"
"Neji-kun is like a god."
That did it. I bent over, laughing. I stood erect once more, tears in my eyes. "Are you serious?" I said, chuckling. "Clearly you do not know him very well." I tilted my head in pity, frowning.
"We've been here longer than you have." Another girl spoke up snobbishly.
"Does that matter?" I asked, finally sober. "Adoration is the state furthest from understanding." I stated. (A/N: Bleach fans, recognize that saying? Sosuke Aizen said to Toshiro in Volume 20 when he discovered that he's the traitor. He was talking about Momo.) "Anyone that knows him would see that he's not even close to being a deity. Hell, I'm still questioning his humanity." I added in for good measure. I smirked at their confused looks and the glare attempting to bore into the back of my head.
"What are you doing with our Neji-kun? The first one asked again; I gathered they gave up on trying comprehending simple words.
"See? That's another predicament of yours: the possessiveness you harbor towards him." I said exasperatedly. "Indulge me: where does it come from?" I asked using clever sarcasm.
"What?" All three of them asked simultaneously. Oh, for the love…
I swung my head behind, where Hyuuga still stood, entertained by what was going on. "Are you aware that your fangirls are idiots? Not even your president could understand me."
"You say it as if this is my fault." He grumbled defensively.
"Hey, if the screaming fits…" I trailed off.
"Hello? We're having a conversation here." One the girls called.
I turned my head back to them reluctantly. "Hi! I forgot to dumb it down for you, I'm sorry. Why is he your Neji-kun?" I restated as if they were kindergartners.
"Because we love him." They spoke.
"Aww, Hyuuga did you hear that? They love you." I turned back to him and placed a hand over my heart, pretending to be touched.
His pale lavender eyes narrowed at me. I love teasing him; it's so much easier with these idiots flocking to him.
"But anywhoo," I turned back to them. "You know he hates you, right?" I'm experiencing a lot of déjà vu in this class.
"No he doesn't." The last girl denied.
"Really?" I a rose my eyebrow, folding my arms. "Name one conversation between you and him that hasn't involved 'Hn'." I challenged.
No answer. Just frowning and glaring.
"And I rest my case." I confirmed. "Now, are you going to move so I can get my weapons, or are you just going to stand there like the morons you are?" I asked, annoyed.
"Are you insulting us?"
I threw my hands up. "My point exactly." I scoffed, muttering. I was going to kill at least one fangirl by the end of this year, I swear. Giving up on trying reasoning with them, I decided on the more aerobatic approach. I ran towards the fangirls, placing my hands on the floor in front of them and pushing up to somersault above them and land behind them to the targets. After plucking the kunais off, I simply walked in between the dumbfounded (trust me, they never lost it.) and walked past a frozen Hyuuga and the crowd that accumulated during this whole charade. Someone grabbed my arm. Sakura.
"What was that?" She asked. Ino, Temari and Hinata where behind her.
"What was what?" I asked smartly.
"Between you and Neji?" Ino clarified.
"You mean between me and his fangirls?" I asked, side-stepping that minefield. I had a vague idea of what they were trying to do. "I just needed them to get out of my way." I said, shrugging.
"Tenten, why can't you just ask politely like a common person would?" Sakura complained, shaking her head.
"Who said that I was your common person in the first place?" I grinned, amused.
"Hn." I forgot for a second that he was behind me.
I sighed overdramatically. "What your problem now, Hugo?" I asked without looking back, faking vexation.
"Weirdest girl that I've ever met." He muttered.
I turned and smiled at him. "Thank you." I replied cheerfully. In response, both of his dark brown eyebrows raised. I laughed. I turned back to the girls, all of them with smug smirks on their faces. (Yes, even Hinata was smirking.)
Damn, I was this close to getting out of this scotch-free.
"Tenten, can you come over here?" Ino asked, gesturing me over. "We need to talk."
Damn it all. They were going to interrogate me. "Do I have a choice?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"No." Temari said.
"Of course I don't." I said derisively, walking over. The moment I was in reaching distance, Sakura and Ino grabbed me by the arm (I just know that they are going to be good friends.) and tugged me until we reached a corner. I was surrounded, my only ally two kunai and my impeccable sarcasm. "Go ahead. Begin." I told them, giving up. "Soo, I'll ask again: what was that?" Pinky restated, her hands on her hips.
"I don't know, Amy, what was that?" I asked. I figured I would annoy them out of this.
"Don't get smart with us; we know what we saw." Ino said, folding her arms across her chest.
"And what was that?" I asked skeptically.
"You were flirting with Neji, and he was flirting back." Sakura elaborated.
"So having a conversation with someone of the opposite sex immediately qualifies as flirting?" I inquired cynically.
"For you, yes." Temari responded.
One word came to mind. "Why?"
"Neji-nii-san doesn't normally treat girls like this." Hinata said.
"Okay, and?"
"He likes you!" Ino exclaimed quietly, blue eyes bulging out. (Paradox, but possible) "Jeez, are you really that dense?"
"No, just freakishly logical." I countered, choosing to ignore the former statement. They groaned in frustration. Well, well, well, it appears I won. "Now if you will excuse me, the bell's about to ring and we don't want to be late for our next class, now do we?" I asked in a condescending tone. They moved and I waltzed out of the gym to the girls' locker room.
Going to my locker I switched my shirt for the blouse and my shorts for my skirt, placing the kunais in their slots on the brown leather belt around my waist. (Where else would they go?) Locking it back up, I grabbed my things and waited for them to come in. They did and quickly changed and we walked out to our next class. Home Economics for me, Hugo and Temari, the others to Voldy's class, Biology.
The room was on the third floor and was much bigger than the others. Windows on each side allowed the room to bask in golden warmth. Stainless steel gas ovens, stoves and kitchenware reflected the light even more, rendering it unnecessary for lights in the room. Dark tile with white lining covered the floor. Twelve working areas and one display area in the front each had a cutting board and knife set. Temari and Victor (Hugo) sat in their assigned stools, while I waited for the teacher to come in. Students began to pour in, including a certain red-haired, desperate, possessive whor—I mean fangirl that glared at me as she sat behind Half Bastard A. Pretty soon the teacher came in, a female this time with cream colored complexion and light brown, pupil-less eyes, her lavender hair done up in a spiky short ponytail. She wore a khaki jacket, a grey and black blouse that ran diagonally, a burnt orange skirt that reached her knees and gray heels. When she saw me, her eyes widened. "Hi! Who are you?" she asked a familiar grin on her face.
"Tenten." I murmured. "Where do I sit." It didn't even sound like a question. I knew the answer.
"Hi! My name is Anko Mitarashi! I will be your Home Ec teacher for the rest of the year!" she said enthusiastically. "You will sit next to…" She looked around for a seat. "Next to Neji." She pointed at him.
"Why am I not surprised?" I chuckled derisively under my breath, shuffling over to my seat. Yua's glare intensified towards me and I smirked at her. Not that I wanted to sit next to him, but I was enjoying this.
"Am I really that loathsome?" Hyuuga murmured in my ear.
"No Vicky, not at all. You're a god after all." I teased.
"Hn. Vicky?" He inquired on my latest nickname for him. This is the seventh one, by the way.
"Victor Hugo, the poet?" I answered, expecting him to get it. "My Kami, Hyuuga, get it together." I sighed, feigning disappointment. "Do all of your names require further explanations?"
"No, just the ridiculously obtuse ones." He grinned. I rolled my eyes.
I frowned. "They make perfect sense to me."
"That's because you're the one that conjures them." He provided.
"Flirting." Temari "coughed" from two working areas behind us. She "coughed" so much that only I would understand. I narrowed my eyes at her and turned back to him.
"Why was that directed towards you?" Neji queried.
"You don't want to know." I muttered, placing my face in my hand.
"Class! Today we will be cutting vegetables and fruits! Take out your knives." We stood and one person from each area took a knife and Mitarashi began passing out carrots to us. Since I had the knife (of course) Neji took the carrot. "The first group that cuts the carrot in even pieces wins. Go!"
Neji placed the carrot in front of me and I sliced it with super-human speed. In the five seconds that I was done, the carrot looked like I didn't even touch it. But with a snap of the fingers, it spilled across like a stack of dominoes. I grinned proudly at my work. Neji of course looked at me like I was crazy. Silly boy. That's because I am.
Anko walked over to our table, shocked. "Tenten, you're good. Neji and Tenten win by a landslide!" Called to the class. Most of them didn't even start.
"It would have been 3 seconds if I sharpened the blade." I frowned, sliding the dull edge on my thumb.
"You know your weapons, I presume?" she asked, pointing at where my kunai belt was. Underneath my clothes.
"How did you…" I trailed off.
"You can always spot a fellow weapons specialist." She smiled tapping her hip where her own belt lay.
"Oh…" I nodded smiling.
"Exactly what do we win?" Hyuuga asked.
"Oh, right!" Anko exclaimed. "You win…" she fished in her pockets for something. "Ah…this." She dangled a necklace in front of me. My eyes widened.
"It's a necklace replica of the Japanese tanto." I whispered. Held with a silver chain, the tsuka was of simple cross diamond with a sword guard. The lame was naturally long, polished to perfection.
"I just knew there would someone in here that would like it today." She said, dropping it in my open palm. "It appears that I was right."
"Thank you." I said. Then I forgot something. Or more over, someone, a certain long-haired boy right beside me. "Victor, do you want it?" I offered.
"Hn."
"And I'll take that as a no." I said quickly. "Thank you." I turned back to Mitarashi-sensei.
"Your welcome." She chuckled and walked away. I finally noticed that Vicky was staring at me the whole entire time.
"You are strange." He commented.
"Your face is strange." I retorted. "And plus, I already told that I was obsessed with weapons." I defended.
"Are you bi-polar?"
"No. Forgive me if I'm not as cold and anti-social as you." I grumbled.
"Hn."
"Will you help me put it on?" I asked, showing the necklace towards him.
Cue glare/raised eyebrow. "No."
My eyes narrowed. I put the necklace in my left hand and whacked him upside the head with my right swiftly. Temari let out a shocked gasp that was mixed with laughter. Other than that, the room went quiet and Anko was laughing silently. Yua just looked at me like I committed a crime. (You know, to her, I think I did. Since assaulting a deity is a capital offense.) Back to Hyuuga, his head was still tilted sideways and his hair in disarray where I hit him.
Oop. I think I struck a chord.
He was still looking away, probably contemplating on what to say. I beat him to the punch.
"Now will you be a gentleman for the first time in your life and help a poor girl in need?" I asked in an old-fashioned tone, pretending to frown.
He snorted. "You, poor girl?" he scoffed. "Bullshit."
I let out a short gasp. "Dear Hyuuga, the language." I tsked. "Unless you want me to whack the rest of your already crumbled ego out of your head, I suggest you do as I ask." I said formally.
He considered his options. They weren't good. "Hn. Turn around." He motioned with his finger for me to turn around. (A/N: Once again, notice how they're not even paying attention in class. It's like their in their own little world…) I did and handed him the necklace. His long pale fingers brushed against my neck, causing goosebumps to rise. Clasping the necklace, he let it fall unto my chest, the silver slightly cold on my chest. "There you go." He murmured.
I turned back around and sat on my stool. "Thank you." I chirped, grinning.
He blinked at me, then shook his head, short strands of his hair falling on his shoulder. "Frickin' bi-polar." He muttered under his breath.
But I still heard him.
So he got whacked up side the head. Again.
Déjà vu.
Yes I uploaded early! By one day but early nonetheless. Their relationship is growing! I might do Neji's POV next chapter, what would you think? Read and Review!