OMG GUYS WHAT'S THIS? ARRE'S UPDATING HER CROSS-OVER?
Yes. Yes I am. Be afraid. I switch between Sakura, Tenten and Masamune for this chapter... urgh yeah, but this idea actually works for what I had in mind originally!
Props to Destorm on Youtube for posting some funny videos of him and his friends hurting themselves/exercising at a place called... oh well damn, I forget :/ Anyway, inspiration is from those videos, you can check them out on his channel on Youtube (DestormTV). The course is the same as the one depicted in the video. OH THE PLACE IS CALLED "- Free Running Academy" I think XD
Enjoy!
Countervail should be updated soon, as should Closing in. I promise. Really I do!
Chapter 4: That wasn't necessary!
Sakura whistled to herself as she pulled on her sneakers. She tied her hair back into a ponytail and glanced into the mirror on the door of the locker she was using.
'I... look so bad in these clothes,' she sighed, flicking her bangs, 'but I'd rather wear this outfit when I'm working out. Not that I really work out all the time... Tenten is the one who does all that,' she leaned around her locker, looking for her friend.
"Tenten?"
"Yeah I'm coming. You ready?" Tenten had just walked around some locker banks; the locker she was using was around on the other side.
Sakura followed Tenten out into the gym, wondering to herself why she even bothered coming if she didn't even use any of the mats or machines that they had set out. She was content watching Tenten, though, as well as checking out the men that came around.
'And I still check out guys even though I have Naruto,' she sighed, wondering when she had become so horrible to Naruto. First she had dated Sasuke and that hadn't worked out at all – he was too stoic for her, and over the years the kind Sasuke she had thought she'd fallen in love with had changed into... someone she didn't know. Their relationship had lasted a whopping three weeks.
'Naruto chose a pretty good time to ask me out – no, a perfect time, really. He let me be until grade 10, and didn't ask me out on a real date until summer. He'd gone to so much trouble to find out my plans, making sure I would be here,' she laughed to herself, watching Tenten lift some weights. Suddenly feeling left out, she scurried over to her friend.
"You think I can lift any of these?"
Tenten laughed loudly, though she quickly stifled the sound, "Sakura! You have natural strength. These weights are too light for you. Try the... eighty-fives. Those might be a challenge and you'll feel it later," Tenten smiled at Sakura when she frowned; Tenten was lifting seventy-fives.
"Okay," Sakura turned around and picked up one of the eighty-fives. It certainly was heavy, but it wasn't something she couldn't handle. She faced Tenten again and pouted.
"It's... a nice weight."
"For you it is," Tenten corrected, "for me it's too much."
"Even with toned arms like that?" Sakura asked, gesturing to Tenten's biceps with her free hand. Tenten nodded her head.
"Don't forget that I'm a soccer player, Sakura. You're the one who's good at volleyball and baseball; those two sports require more strength in the arms than legs. As for me, you know I'm best at any sport that includes running. I have stronger legs," she finished with a shrug, turning her head to the left before perking up. Sakura followed her friends gaze as she switched the weight to her left hand.
"Hey girls, why don't you come downstairs? The boys have set up a course in the gym. We've got all sorts of groups down there; that's why it's so empty up here," he laughed the last part and Sakura glanced back at Tenten, 'he must have read the question in her face.'
"Well -"
"You can get a good work out from it," he insisted. Sakura put the weight she was holding back in place, giving the receptionist a suspicious look.
"You seem to really want us to come down."
"Hey, you know Tenten's popular here 'cause she's strong. There's guys down there that have been wanting to see if you can do any flips or wall-runs. Just come down! They set up a Mario course. It'll be fun!"
Sakura exchanged a look with Tenten; the latter sighed and placed her weights back on the rack.
"All right, we'll come. But you have no ulterior motive?"
"Nope," he assured Tenten with a smile.
When they reached the gym on the ground floor, Sakura couldn't help but think that the receptionist did have an ulterior motive; she recognized Yukimura immediately and dragged Tenten to the side before he could turn around and find that they were at the same gym.
"Oh Kami Tenten that's Yukimura. Yukimura, is here," she whispered viciously. Tenten's eyes grew wide.
"Then that means -"
"That means," Sakura was getting excited now, "if Yukimura is here, Masamune probably is too! And maybe even some of those other guys we haven't met yet. Oh come on Tenten, look at that back. Oooh he has such a nice back."
"Sakura... Naruto..." Tenten said, her expression unimpressed. Sakura sighed.
"I know, Tenten, but objectively speaking?"
Tenten hesitated before looking out from behind the wall. She puffed up her cheeks but spoke the words Sakura wanted to hear, "yes, he has a very nice back."
"You chicks chekin' out Sanada?" the voice had the touch of an accent; it was decent but Sakura and Tenten were startled. Sakura whipped around, making the man behind her mutter "ow" as her hair whipped him in the face.
"Um-! Oh! You must... Motochika, right?" Sakura recognized him as the one who got her involved in a rather hilarious Facebook message discussion about Yukimura and his feelings for her. The brunette had denied it all rather vehemently, complete with all capital letters.
"Damn right I'm Motochika! So...?" he made a pushing gesture with his hands, clearly wondering why the two girls weren't already on the course. Tenten frowned.
"Is Masamune here?"
"Yep! So's Akechi, Katakura – those two would be the guy with long silver hair over there," Sakura looked where he pointed, at a wall that this Akechi was currently running up, "and the slick, buff guy watching Kasuga, that's Katakura. F- gees, I didn't know he was that buff," Sakura giggled at Motochika; he gave her a sheepish grin.
'That Katakura's well built... nice muscles on him...' she noticed that Kasuga appeared to be showing him some kind of routine; Sakura didn't know what for, but he seemed nervous, with the way he licked his lips and looked away once before Kasuga got mad at him and repeated the whole thing. Sakura gave her attention back to Motochika when she realized he was still talking.
"Ieyasu is chillin' over there; we're takin' a break. I don't know where Date's at though. Yo, Yukimura! Floor move!" Motochika yelled. Yukimura glanced over his shoulder; Sakura's heart jumped when he grinned. He did a handstand, winking at her and sticking his tongue out at Tenten before shaking his legs and walking backwards on his hands. He did a hand-spring back into a standing position and raised his arms into the air.
"Come at me bro!" he called to Motochika, dead-serious; Motochika charged him. Sakura laughed at their antics – they were lazily hitting each other on the shoulders - though she noticed that Tenten was stock still.
"Tenten, don't be so tense! They're just messing around," Sakura tilted her head; Tenten wasn't paying attention to her, "Tenten?"
'What's wrong with – oh. She's spotted Masamune,' Sakura released a frustrated snort and grabbed Tenten's arm.
"S-Sakura!"
"Look, Tenten. Just because they're here doesn't mean that we have to, you know, talk to them. They're, just, here. And look, everyone else is having a good time! So come on; let's just go have a good time!"
'And now she's having a good time,' Sakura yawned from where she sat on a high bar in above the middle of a pool of blue foamy cubes. Across from her Tenten was with the guys – and girl – from Basara high.
'I mean, I can tell she's attracted to Masamune and that makes her nervous because she already has Neji... at least she's a better girlfriend than me. I need to be, like, totally kept away from Yukimura. Especially after he taught me how to do a back flip earlier,' she recalled the sensation of Yukimura briefly putting his right hand on her lower back while his left hand went under her thigh, helping her do the flip correctly. She shivered at the thought.
Motochika did a dramatic belly flop off the top of the tall box just then and Sakura giggled. Masamune was up next, but he did an elegant tumble, like divers diving into a pool at the Olympics. Mitsuhide – so Sakura had found was his first name – amazed her by doing a triple back flip after Masamune had struggled out of the foam cubes.
"What's the hardest part?" she yelled to Mitsuhide. He looked up at her and yelled back, "getting out!"
She laughed at that – she hadn't been in the cubes yet, so she would only half believe him. She looked back up at the box adjacent to her, seeing that Motochika and Masamune had climbed back up and were now attempting to persuade Tenten to have a go. She was shaking her head; Kasuga proceeded to do a cartwheel and then handspring off the very edge of the box, managing a somersault before landing in the foam cubes. Sakura's mouth dropped open in awe.
"Wow..." she found herself whispering, 'she's really athletic. I wonder where she learned to do that.'
Kojyuro fell into Sakura's line of sight and burst out of the foam, glaring up at someone on the box. Sakura jerked her head up at the sound of boisterous laughter and she deduced that Masamune had just pushed Kojyuro off the box – a feeling he soon felt himself as Yukimura snuck up behind him and yelled, "THIS, IS, SPARTAA!" before kicking Masamune in the back.
"FUCK YOU!" Masamune cried as he fell into the foam; Yukimura laughed evilly, which caused Sakura to sputter with contained laughter. She didn't really want to fall off of the pole she was on.
Tenten was finally convinced to simply jump off the top of the box by Mitsuhide; she did a belly flop into the foam. Kojyuro had to help her get out.
'She looks really tired,' Sakura shook her head, 'but she would be. She's been trying everything since she got comfortable.'
Suddenly Sakura found herself falling backwards; reflexively she locked her knees around the pole she was sitting on.
"Oh shit!" someone down below hollered. The blood rushed to Sakura's head, but the pain in her back distracted most of her attention.
"Ow, ow, ow," she muttered, tears pricking at her eyes. She must have sprained her back with the way her muscles had tensed up.
"Ow, ow, ow..." she repeated. Sakura knew she should let go of the pole but she couldn't unlock her legs.
"Sakura! Sakura are you all right?" Tenten called to her frantically.
"I – I think I sprained my back," she managed to call back, her voice choked.
"Kojyuro, go save her!" Masamune yelled; movement out of the corner of her eye caught Sakura's attention. Kojyuro was already climbing up the ladder to the pole in all his bare-chested glory.
'Focus on his chest, his chest. Not the pain,' Sakura told herself as he easily swung over to her.
"Can you move?" he asked softly, holding onto the bar with one hand and raising her head just enough so she could think clearly. Her back throbbed with pain.
"I th-think so."
"All right, see if you can get your arms around my neck," with his hand slowly moving down her back for support, Sakura managed the normally easy feat.
"Hang on as tight as you can, okay? I need this hand to get your legs down," she did as she was told, holding him tightly.
'I like his smell. Sweaty but with a touch of spice. He must use Axe,' she marveled at how he managed to maneuver himself underneath her legs, pushing her right leg up and over the bar. It hurt, but Sakura bit her lip against the pain. It was her own fault for not just letting herself fall off the bar and into the foam cubes.
"Sakura."
She lifted her head from his neck, "hm?" he still hadn't moved her left leg.
"When I push that leg off we're going down, just to warn you. Don't worry, those foam cubes are softer than they look."
Sakura nodded her head, pressing her forehead against his neck, "whenever you're ready."
Kojyuro said nothing but soon Sakura felt the free-falling sensation; it was brief. Moments later she found herself lied out on her stomach on a mat, a worried Tenten at her side.
"Sakura?"
"I'm okay, Tenten. I just – I should've let myself fall," she felt a hand on her back, pressing down firmly.
"You should have let yourself fall, but what you did was out of reflex. You weren't prepared for that and your body reacted accordingly," Kojyuro informed her, "it's not that bad, by the way. You just need to relax for a bit."
"I'm good with that," Sakura smiled, closing her eyes, "I'm tired anyway."
Her comment startled laughter out of the people around her.
"You're tired?" that was Masamune - "Ten's the one out of you two that has any right to feel tired."
"Ten?" Tenten demanded, "did you just call me Ten?"
Sakura didn't know why it bothered her so much suddenly; Masamune had been calling Tenten "Ten" for a while now.
"Yeah I did, Ten, what're you gonna' do about it? Come on then, let's wrestle!" Sakura opened her eyes to see that Tenten had taken the bait and was wrestling with Masamune. He had longer arms, however, putting Tenten at a disadvantage. Motochika cheered her on.
"Come on, Tenten, use them legs of yours! Yeah!"
"Serves him right," Sakura heard Kojyuro mutter as Tenten managed to knock Masamune down – he pulled her down on top of him though, which made Tenten go rigid.
"Whoops," Masamune said in an obviously unapologetic voice; to Sakura, the comment sounded almost flirtatious.
"You so did that on purpose," Sakura berated him, pointing. Masamune frowned and Tenten walked away from him after she got up, sitting down on Sakura's left. Kasuga came over and crouched down near Kojyuro, her knees hugged to her chest.
"Hey, Katakura, where's Hishashii?"
'Hishashii?' Sakura thought, noticing that the name had also caught Tenten's attention, 'who's that?'
"You two are usually together but I haven't seen her around much. Did... something happen?"
Kojyuro was being mysteriously quiet and Sakura thought he wasn't going to respond when he mumbled, "we broke up."
"EHHH?" Kasuga exclaimed, prompting Kojyuro to clamp his hand over her mouth. She fell back onto her butt because of his action.
"She moved back to the States. Neither of us think we can do LD, so we broke up, Yama," his voice had returned to its normal, almost angry tone. Kasuga glared at him and slapped his hand down, then stood abruptly and stalked away.
"Aw, Kojyuro! You just had to go and piss her off didn't you?" Masamune sounded like he was berating Kojyuro; Kojyuro rubbed the back of his neck, lowering his head.
"I didn't know you had a girlfriend," Sakura said, getting his attention, "and um... what's with calling her 'Yama'?" she nodded at Kasuga.
"Yama Kasuga. That's her name," Kojyuro shrugged, "you've noticed, haven't you? The majority of us refer to each other by the last name. Yama's like that too."
"Huh you did it again," Masamune muttered, "right! Let's call it a night huh? You girls wanna' come with?" Masamune had plunked himself down in front of Tenten.
"Oh?" Sakura sat up carefully; her back had finally stopped hurting, "come with you where?"
"For supper, what else," Masamune smirked, "unless you gotta' be home by a certain time."
Tenten thrust her palm at Masamune's shoulder, "I'm sure you're responsible enough to get us home by at least one am. My mom's not too strict."
"Neither is mine," Sakura added, shrugging, "she says I'm getting to that age where I don't always wanna' listen to her, so she's been letting me stay out late. What time is it anyway?"
"Seven thirty. We've been here since it opened this morning, but they only set this course up at around, what?" Kojyuro looked at Masamune, "one?"
"Yeah, probably one. Anyway, let's go get some foooood. I'm starved," Masamune jumped to his feet and held his hands out to Sakura and Tenten.
Sakura giddily grabbed one of his hands and he pulled her up; Tenten hesitated but after a glare from Sakura she grabbed Masamune's hand. He grinned and began dragging her off, his hand clamped around hers.
"M-Masamune! Let go!"
"Aw hell no."
"Hell yes!" Tenten snapped. Masamune pulled her against his side, wrapping his arm around her shoulders.
"Don't be so cold, Ten," Sakura couldn't make out the next phrase he said, but it calmed Tenten down. Yukimura appeared on Sakura's right, leaning down to her height.
"Hey pinky."
"Don't call me that," she snapped, playfully batting at his shoulder. He chuckled, mimicking Masamune and wrapping his arm around her shoulders.
"I won't. Just teasing you. How's Naruto?"
The question caught Sakura off-guard with the way that it dripped with malice. It made Sakura think that Yukimura was jealous.
"He's been doing good. Worrying about a test we have next week though, so I need to help him study for it. I mean, it's not like he's a dunce, it's just... a subject he's not good at," she added, feeling she would need to defend Naruto from Yukimura if she didn't mention that last bit. Yukimura shrugged.
"We all have something we're bad at," he agreed. The two fell silent until they reached the doors; Yukimura seemed to realize something.
"Hey, you came from upstairs right? You got stuff up in the lockers?"
"Oh!" Sakura exclaimed before rushing over to Masamune, "sorry, Masamune. We have to get our stuff from upstairs so I need to steal her from you."
"Fine, fine," he muttered, looking rejected as he pulled his arm away from her shoulders. Tenten seemed to relax after he released her. This made Sakura pout.
'He just trying to be friendly,' she shook her head at herself as she and Tenten hurried up the stairs to the lockers on the second floor, 'no, no he's flirting with her. He's totally flirting with her. I swear, all the guys at Basara high are huge flirts.'
"I wish he would stop flirting with me," Tenten muttered once they were in the locker room. Sakura sighed.
"Tenten, when a guy likes a girl he flirts with her."
"Then that must mean Yukimura likes you," Tenten retorted, appearing around the lockers again with her bag in hand, "don't bother changing, Sakura."
"Aww, but -"
"I'm not changing, and I'm more sweaty than you are," Tenten pointed out, making Sakura purse her lips and glare at her. Tenten smiled.
"Fine, fine, I won't change," Sakura removed the rest of her things from her locker, opening up her phone, "I'll just text my mom and tell her I'm going out for supper. Oh! I wonder if we have enough cash for supper..."
"Maybe the guys will pay for us," Tenten suggested, a cheeky smile touching her lips. Sakura slapped Tenten on the shoulder after she had sent her text message to her mom, shoving her phone back in her bag.
"You're so bad, Tenten. You actually suggested taking advantage of his affection for you."
Tenten turned beat red and hurried ahead of Sakura, "n-never mind! I have enough for supper, so I can pay myself!"
Sakura laughed, 'hah! I've got her flustered now! Though I really can't believe she suggested that.'
The boys and Kasuga were chilling at the entrance to the gym; Yukimura spotted Sakura and Tenten and herded the group outside. Sakura trotted ahead of Tenten.
She hadn't expected Yukimura to be waiting right outside and capture her in his arms though; she released a surprised scream, eliciting laughter out of everyone else.
Tenten hesitantly walked over to Kasuga; Sakura joined the other girls once Yukimura had put her down. She pouted over her shoulder at him; he was rubbing the back of his head, where she had punched him.
"That really scared me you know!" she snapped at him. He put up one hand in surrender.
"I'm sorry! But gees, you're really strong."
Sakura puffed up her cheeks and started towing Tenten and Kasuga away from the boys.
"Um, Haruno-san," that was Kasuga talking to her. Sakura stopped her towing, "what?"
"We're going that way," the blonde pointed behind her at the boys. When Sakura looked at them she turned red; they all had their cheeks puffed up except for Kojyuro, who was shaking his head.
"O-oh," she stuttered, embarrassed enough to hide behind Tenten.
Masamune stared at Tenten; Tenten stared at him. He was sitting on a bench in the park their group had migrated to after eating supper and Tenten was standing near a closed kiosk; her eyes kept flicking in the direction that Yukimura and Sakura had gone for their walk.
'Walk my ass,' Masamune sighed, getting Tenten's attention, 'and she. She doesn't trust me at all.'
The two had ended up alone in the middle of the park because of Motochika and his big mouth. He had flapped his mouth about seeing Kenshin with another girl and Kasuga had stormed off.
Kojyuro had then gone after her – though that was really Masamune's fault – and Mitsuhide had been quick to follow after Kojyuro. Motochika flitted around for a bit, guilt dominating his features before he also went, muttering something about needing to apologize to Kasuga and amend the situation since it was his fault she was upset. Ieyasu had already gone home.
To make matters worse – especially for Tenten, who was already worried about Kasuga despite not knowing about the situation between the blonde and her boyfriend – Yukimura and Sakura decided to go on a little walk together, just down the path and not too far.
That's how Masamune and Tenten had ended up alone; she had been prepared to go storming after the two others but Masamune had stopped her when he said, "if he was up to something I would have noticed already."
'And that's the end of that. Now we're here alone and the tension's so high it's killing me. I haven't been keeping my cool at all... what, with my flirting and everything,' he shook his head, glancing down the path, 'I don't really have the right to say anything about it; not today. Not with the way I've been acting.'
Masamune had always been the one to berate Yukimura about his pursuit for Sakura; today was one of those days where it wasn't Masamune's place. He had been flirting with Tenten, after all, even though she had a boyfriend as well.
"... why didn't you say anything?" Tenten suddenly demanded. Masamune bit his lip; he didn't want to be blunt about his interest in her. It had been too long since he had been interested in a girl and then Tenten had to come hurtling into his life.
"It ain't my place today," he replied. Tenten sighed and Masamune looked at her.
"Look, Ten. Why can't you just trust that Sakura will come to her senses and stop anything before it happens?"
"Because I know her! And stop calling me Ten!" she snapped, crossing her arms over her chest. Masamune frowned.
"Make me," he challenged, also crossing his arms, "make me stop calling you Ten."
Her lips tightened over her teeth and before she could speak Masamune smirked and said, "you're being too tense about it, you see? Your problem is that if someone challenges you to do something you feel obliged to do it. I'm just teasing you."
She visibly relaxed – 'good,' Masamune thought, 'tension's down now. That's always good.'
"You're right... I do have a bad habit of doing that..." she glanced at the bench and Masamune gave her a look.
"If you wanna' sit down, come sit down. Do I look like Yukimura to you?"
His comment made her laugh and she walked over, sitting next to him on the bench. He noticed her eyes were drooping.
"Damn, you look really tired, Ten."
She gave him a look, but to his surprise didn't call him out on calling her 'Ten' again. She simply replied, "that course was quite a work out. Know when they'll be setting it up again?"
"Huh? Mm... maybe tomorrow, but we don't know if it will actually be the same course. They've been doing that Mario one for about two months already, so it's about time for a change."
At this Tenten frowned, "that course it fun though."
"Yeah I know. Too bad they didn't tell you about it earlier. We're down there every other day when we have time. I mean, we as a group."
"Who else usually comes?" Tenten asked, curious now. Masamune grinned.
"Ishida usually comes; Sarutobi too. And when they feel like it, Maede and Toyotomi come down too. Sometimes it's the whole lot of us, and that's a lot of people," he informed her; she smiled.
"Doing something like that is always more fun in groups though," Tenten said, stretching her arms above her head. Masamune couldn't help staring at what little was exposed of her stomach, though he quickly made himself look away.
'She looks good in sweats. And tank tops too. Too bad those sweats don't flatter her legs,' he grinned to himself, leaning forward on his knees. He could hear footsteps and Kojyuro appeared around the kiosk, followed shortly by the others who had been with him. Mitsuhide was keeping the still upset Kasuga a fair distance from Motochika.
Before Masamune could ask anything, Kojyuro looked up at him, an unimpressed look on his face.
"Masamune you... didn't give your parents your new number?"
Masamune's good mood immediately left him, replaced by a slowly growing anger, "my parents called you?"
His tone made Tenten look at him, her eyebrows drawn in and her lips in a frown.
"Yeah they did. They said they're in town," Kojyuro looked away; obviously he didn't want to be the one delivering the news, "they want to see you."
"I don't give a fuck what they want. You better not go telling them where I live. Did you tell them where I live?"
"O-of course not."
"Did you tell them my new number?"
"Well, sort of -"
"Sort of? Sort of? What's that supposed to mean, Kojyuro?" Masamune stood, his anger blinding him, "you mean you told them?"
Mitsuhide quickly stepped in front of Kojyuro, "Masamune, you're being unreasonable. They're your parents."
"I. Do not. Give a fuck," Masamune snarled. He glanced at Tenten and upon seeing her stunned expression, he stormed away.
'Shit,' he thought as he pulled his phone out of his pocket, noticing that he had three missed calls after putting it on silent.
'Shit, shit, SHIT.'
Masamune's outburst about his parents shocked Tenten.
'Then... that Facebook conversation we had a month ago... what he meant when he said it depends on whether learning about-!' her thoughts stopped as she stared after him walking away; Mitsuhide debated inwardly about the situation and opted to go after Masamune instead of staying by Kasuga. The blonde huddled near Kojyuro, glaring at Motochika.
'He doesn't have a good relationship with his parents... so he's always been here alone...' the thought made Tenten feel for him. She was alone most of the time as well, her mother too busy with the store and her father always away on business trips. Tenten's heart started beating faster as she recalled their conversation, especially Masamune's reply to her final question before he had gotten off Facebook.
"Maybe in a month or so, I'll tell you."
'It's been a month,' she thought, oblivious to the fact that Sakura and Yukimura had returned from their walk, 'it's been a month, so that means I could get it out of him. I could get his past out of him. I -'
"Tenten! Are you gonna' come home with me?" Sakura's question burst Tenten's thought bubble. She didn't know whether she had shaken or nodded her head, because Sakura gave her a very confused look.
"What was that? You know, I don't know what swiveling your head around in circles stands for," Sakura complained and Tenten couldn't help laughing. She got up from the bench, deciding to leave Masamune alone for now.
"Yeah I'll be coming with – SANADA YUKIMURA!" she exclaimed when he suddenly leaned down and turned Sakura's face towards his, kissing her chastely on the lips. He took off as Sakura stood there in stunned glee, and Tenten took off after him.
"Come back here you insolent wretch!" she screamed, chasing Yukimura around a tree and then back to the bench. She stopped at one end of it and he stopped at the other, breathing heavily.
"Damn you are fast."
"You played soccer against me you should already know that," she snapped, trying to keep the smile off her face. He grinned and she dashed to his end of the bench only to have him dash to the she had been on.
"You have a point there. But – oooooooooooooooooh shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit," Yukimura whimpered when an arm wrapped around his neck.
"Oi, Sanada... what did you do?" Masamune's voice was a low growl. Yukimura didn't say anything; he simply whimpered. Masamune continued to glare at him and Tenten frowned.
'He's avoiding eye-contact with me,' she realized solemnly, watching as he towed Yukimura away towards the rest of their group, waving over his shoulder. Sakura hurried to Tenten's side and tugged on her sleeve.
"Come on, Tenten. We better get on our way home too."
"Yeah..." Tenten glanced over her shoulder one more time to look at Masamune's back, then let Sakura drag her away.
Drama Drama Drama~~