Here's another chapter everyone! Hope you enjoy it!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto

-X-

"Neji! Neji, just wait, will you?"

After the Hyuga had abruptly left, Tenten quickly followed after – ignoring Sasuke's highly amused expression and bolting out of the room and into the hallway. She caught him just as he was turning the knob of his door and she swiftly grabbed onto his arm and said, "Neji, I know how that must've looked to you but – "

"I didn't realise you and Uchiha were that close," he cut her off, his tone was deadly calm and body unmoving.

Tenten frantically shook her head, and supressed the nervous laugh that was waiting to erupt from her lips. The entire scenario seemed rather silly and the bun-haired girl wanted to yell at her teammates face for being so stupid as to think Sasuke would ever even think about proposing to someone like her.

"We're not like that," she rushed to say. "You see – "

"I really don't care, Tenten," she heard him sigh, however it didn't match the tension in his body.

"Well, obviously you do or you wouldn't have rushed off like that."

When he didn't reply she spoke up again, "Look, will you let me explain?"

"Only if you release my arm so I can open the door," he replied and she quickly let go.

He entered the room and Tenten closed the door behind her before he motioned for her to sit down on the edge of his bed. She complied, feeling rather nervous under his solemn gaze. When he didn't make an effort to speak, the weapons mistress took it as a sign to start her explanation.

"Ok, so Sasuke just came to my room so I could change the dressing for his wound and then he started getting all sentimental and talking about how he missed Sakura he said he was thinking about proposing to her. If I'm honest, I don't really know why he told me but he said it was because I was a girl and that I apparently should be good with this stuff, anyway, he wanted advice on how to propose to her and I helped to reassure him that everything would be fine if he just did things smoothly. Then I asked if I could see the ring which he showed me and he asked if I would be able to repair it because it's been pretty badly damaged, which I said I would do, and then that's when you walked in and here we are at full circle."

Once she had finished, Tenten drew in a deep breath of air and released it as she waited for the Hyuga prodigy's reaction. Neji, on the other hand, was feeling rather stupid as her explanation began to settle in. Of course there was no way that someone like the Uchiha would ever cheat on Sakura and as much as Neji disliked him, he was a decent man with morals and standards. Plus, it's not like he and Tenten were ever that close to begin with. Yet, the sight of them together in her room, Sasuke's semi-naked body so close to hers and the ring that lay gently within her palm, sent a wave of pain, confusion and anger surging through him. But now that context had been delivered, he just looked like an absolute fool – fuelled with jealousy and unnecessary panic.

Tenten braved looking into his face as she gazed upon his features from where she was sitting. He was standing perfectly still, his expression a blank canvas. A small part of her flickered with hope - hope that he was jealous, hope that he didn't want to see her in the arms of another man (even though the prospect of her ever being with Sasuke was below zero). However, the much larger, rational part of her said that his actions and reactions were that of anyone who would've walked in on her and the raven-haired boy in such a predicament. She knew that if it had been her in Neji's position and Lee and Ino, for say, in hers and the Sasuke's, she would've reacted the exact same way or at least asked what the hell was going on.

After another minutes silence, she heard him say in a low voice, "I see."

He still hadn't moved from his standing position and he seemed rather lost in thought, his mind far away from where they were.

"You weren't perhaps jealous now, were you?" Tenten joked mockingly, however she knew the severe hopefulness in her tone was poorly disguised.

At her comment, Neji snapped out of his reverie and his intense gazed fixated on his female teammate. It was then he realise that she was in a fluffy, white bathrobe and only a bathrobe. Underneath that, there was nothing. Nothing but that glorious body that made him want to do very ungentlemanly things to her. The robe was beginning to slip off her left shoulder, exposing the caramel skin that hid underneath and ever so slightly revealing the cleavage of her breasts. He now had a difficult time trying to focus on anything except the curve of her breastbone and how he wanted to pull off the rest of the robe and see her in all of her beautiful glory.

He could feel heat begin to pool in his southern regions and to avoid abject humiliation, he instantly tore his gaze away from her and replied, "Of course not, I was just surprised. That's all."

This time it was Tenten's turn to be silent. Even though she tried to play it as a joke, she couldn't help but feel the pain of rejection well up inside her chest and constrict the insides of her stomach. Of course he didn't. She was so stupid to even think that someone like the famed Neji Hyuga would ever feel jealous over a low-class citizen such as herself. He had never made an indication that he was attracted to her and besides, they were teammates. He probably only saw her as his little sister or something.

Then he said something that caught her completely off guard, "Were you hoping I was?"

Tenten nearly toppled over in sheer embarrassment and she could feel her cheeks scorching red as Neji looked at her expectantly, a slight smirk enamouring his features.

"O-of course I wasn't!" she lied horribly. "I was joking, Neji, you know that."

"Right," was all he said but she knew he was trying to analyse her flustered expression.

Instead, she sighed and stood up, pulling her robe tighter around her body.

"It's getting late," she stated. "I should probably get to bed. You too. No doubt Shikamaru will have us working hard tomorrow."

As Tenten turned to leave, she felt a hand shoot out and grab her by the arm and spin her around so that she was face to face with her devastatingly handsome teammate. Once again, she found herself marvelling at his features – thank god he had taken out his contact lenses, she much preferred the eyes she was staring into at the current moment.

Neji didn't know why he stopped her. His body just seemed to move on its own. He didn't want her to leave but he neither wanted her to stay. He knew what would happen if she did. However, he couldn't resist the urge that told him to keep her here with him for a little longer. After a moment of just standing there, the brunette gave him a questioning look before trying to tug her arm out of his hold which only made Neji grip tighter. Ignoring what his mind was screaming at him, he pulled her close so that their bodies were merely millimetres away from each other and he could sense the heat rolling off of her skin.

Tenten was feeling rather confused as she continued to scrutinised Neji's still blank expression. She easily noticed that their lips were inches apart and she wanted nothing more than close the distance between them and feel his mouth desperately ravaging hers. She could feel her body responding to the thought and mentally chided herself for being such a sexually frustrated loser. But in all honesty, it wasn't her fault. Neji was undeniably an attractive individual and her body and any other females' body her age, for that matter, would react exactly the same way. So, really it was Neji's fault for being so appealing.

While she still had a somewhat clear head and temptation hadn't yet overcome her senses, Tenten tried to put some distance between herself and the white-eyed prodigy. However, as soon as she tried to pull away, his arms snaked around her waist in an iron grip, forbidding her from leaving and his head dipped to down to kiss her.

Tenten's rationality and sanity flew out the window the moment his mouth connected with hers. She kissed him passionately, possessively, almost ferociously and she could feel him responding with the same sort of fervour. The need and want inside of her was becoming almost painful as she felt herself getting wetter by the second. Mission or not, she wanted him so badly she thought she was going to combust.

Neji's lips tore away from hers and began leaving blazing trails of hot kisses along her collarbone and up her neck. His hands found their way just below her hips, squeezing the flesh around her thighs and ass. He knew it was a bad idea. A bad, bad, very bad idea but he couldn't stop himself. She had looked so enticing, staring at him so innocently and he couldn't ignore or resist the urge to kiss her. And now that he had, he knew he needed to stop. He didn't want to stop – god, he didn't ever want to stop. However, he knew if they kept going it would ruin everything; the mission, their friendship. He wasn't sure what he was feeling – the feeling of jealousy when she was with another man, the pleasure he felt when he kissed her, the way his heart palpitated whenever she smiled at him. Was this love? Neji didn't know. What he did know was that he needed her and his body was aching to be satisfied and no one except Tenten would be able to quench his desperate need.

No.

He had to stop now. Right now, before it was too late. But, before he could muster up enough willpower to halt his actions, the girl in his arms ever so slowly ran her hands over his hardening bulge and whatever he had been planning to do, completely left his mind and his body tensed up with pure longing.

Tenten felt Neji freeze beneath her and she suddenly felt the haze of lust lift and a strike of panic hit her chest. Had she gone too far? Should she not have done that? The weapons mistress froze too and dared not look her teammate in the eye. She carefully tried to retract herself but before she could even move an inch, she felt Neji's hand grab her own and press it once again to his aching groin.

He kissed her again and the tiniest moan escaped his lips as she gently squeezed and rubbed his cock with her hand through the material of his pants. He swiftly undid her bathrobe, letting it fall to the floor in an abandoned heap to reveal Tenten's perfectly naked body. He pulled back to admire her. She was beautiful. Tenten's arms instantly raised to shield herself and she could feel herself blushing furiously in self-consciousness. Who could blame her – standing undressed in front of Neji, the image of a god himself? Neji grabbed her arms and shook his head as his eyes roved over her form appreciatively.

In an instant, he pushed her back onto the mattress of his bed, tugging his shirt over his head before following suit. He took her breasts in his hands, fondling with them softly as she let out a gasp of pleasure. The look of desire that glazed over her features made him want to do more devastating things to her as he began trailing his hands down to her inner thighs.

Tenten clumsily fumbled with the waist line of Neji's pants as she attempted to draw them over his hips and off of his divine body. She could feel herself getting tighter and tighter with want and she knew she would never love or desire anyone as much as she did Neji right at this moment. He helped her discard the last of his clothing and she immediately began stroking his long length. Her hand seemed to fit perfectly around him, warm and so pleasurable, he thought he was going to explode right then and there. If her hand could make him feel this good, imagine what the rest of her could do. As she continued to stroke, he began to explore her wetness and at his touch, her body arched beautifully and a moan filled the room.

"N-Neji, th-that's – " she began, however she couldn't seem to find the coherency to form together a single sentence. "Please, k-keep going."

The Hyuga prodigy didn't need telling twice as he rubbed her clit, earning him several groans of panted pleasure. Her wetness began flooding over his fingers and his member hardened even further if that were possible. He nudged her legs apart and repositioned himself so that he was hovering over her small figure. Tenten's hands found their way into his silky hair as her lust-filled eyes bored into his. They seemed to ask for her permission to which she nodded slowly and he lowered himself into her.

A searing pain rippled through her body and Neji instantly halted his action as he saw the pain evident on her beautiful face. She gazed up into his worried expression and noted how adorable he was when he was concerned. The brunette wrapped her arms around his torso, pulling him down into a loving kiss, a sign for him to keep going. After a few more minutes of slowly moving in and out, the pain evolved into intense pleasure and the room was soon filled with pants and groans of pleasure.

Neji managed to establish a steady rhythm and he savoured how good Tenten felt around him – gripping and sliding over his length with such ease and her walls becoming tighter as she neared climax. He didn't want this to end. He wanted to be lost in this moment forever, wrapped around his teammate with her lips brushing over his skin and his hands exploring every inch of her body.

"Don't stop!" Tenten's said breathlessly as her moans soon turned into screams. "Please, Neji, don't ever stop – oh god!"

He poured on the speed, slamming into her and rhythmically grunting with every thrust. He was right on the edge and he knew she was as well. After a few more seconds he spilled into her with hot, thick seed and she seemed to convulse beneath his body as she climaxed with him.

They stayed in that position, panting and breathless with him still inside her before he pulled out, rolled off her body and fell onto the mattress next to her. They were both exhausted, even for words and soon later, they fell asleep in a room that wasn't theirs, in a country far from home, on a dangerous mission surrounded by enemies and yet, the world had never seemed more perfect and normal.

Neji was the first to awake. Eyelids flickering open, he was greeted with the sight of a mass of chocolate brown hair and the scent of vanilla-honey. As he looked further down, he could see his own naked body intertwined with that of his female teammate who was comfortably curled up and snuggling into his bare chest. The events from last night soon flooded into his memory.

God, he had slept with Tenten. His teammate. His best friend. The girl who had just given him the best night of his entire life and now he didn't know what to do. What did it mean? Did she like him? Did she only sleep with him because her need was just as strong as his at the time? Neji's head swirled with so many unanswered questions and a panic seized his chest. Had he just ruined everything? No doubt it was going to be exceedingly awkward once the brunette was awake but what would happen next? What normally happens when you've just had sex with the person you've been closest to your whole life? Neji didn't know.

However, another, yet more pressing question lingered in his mind: did he love her? For once, the Hyuga prodigy was completely stumped. He didn't know why he just had sex with Tenten. It seemed so right at the time and she seemed to fit with him so perfectly as if they belonged together. Even now, as she slept with her bare body pressing softly against his, she was the perfect size for him. His heart warmed as he stared tenderly at her gentle features, so vulnerable and innocent.

Neji had never experienced the feeling of being in love before. He knew what it was but not what it was supposed to feel like. He was undeniably physically attracted to her. Over the years he was able to watch her grow from a tomboyish girl into an elegant, young woman and it wasn't long until she began attracting the eyes of other men. He knew jealousy came with love and yes, he did get jealous whenever another man dared to look at her lecherously and he wanted have her all to himself, especially now since he had just claimed her virginity as his own and vice versa. There were random times like when they were sparring or even just walking down the streets where he felt like saying 'I love you'. Still, he wasn't sure. It didn't feel like the movies – heartfelt, giddy and head over heels, more like a heavy weight and tight hold on his heart. Was love supposed to feel this way? And even if he did love her, did she even feel the same way?

Neji sighed in frustration before gently untangling himself from Tenten who was still sound asleep. Slipping out from under the covers he picked up his clothes from the floor and slowly put them on before heading towards the bathroom. Once he was finished, he re-entered the room just in time to see Tenten stirring out of her slumber and her eyes shoot open.

"Neji?" she mumbled as she ran a hand over her face.

"I'm here," he replied nonchalantly, arms folded and standing a good three metres from the bed.

He had to admit she looked rather sexy coming out of her sleep with her hair down and half-lidded eyes and for a split second he was endeared by the thought of waking up to her like this every morning.

"What happened? This isn't my room," the brunette stated as she scanned around the room.

As she looked down however, she suddenly realised that she was completely naked in the presence of her teammate who was now fully clothed and the memories of last night and their moment of wild passion cleared her mind as she shrieked and yanked the blankets around her body.

Anxiety began to take over as she stared at Neji who remained completely unfazed with his same cool demeanour dominating his face. She just had sex with Neji. The man she was completely in love with and now she had no idea what to say or do. Was he mad? Did he enjoy it? Was he now disgusted? Did he feel anything for her? Tenten had no answers, nor did she think any would arise. Instead she averted her gaze from his and said tentatively, "D-do you mind handing me my clothes?"

Neji instantly complied, picking up her items off the floor and passing them to her before turning around so she could get changed. She hopped out of the bed and frantically pulled her clothes on, heart hammering a million miles an hour as the tension in the room grew unbearably thick.

"I'm done," she said in a low whisper and the Hyuga turned so that he was facing her.

Neither said anything, except they just stood there in an awkward silence, Neji impossibly still and Tenten nervously twirling a strand of her hair. She bit her lip, still not brave enough to look him in the face. She felt like such an idiot. She knew that nothing good would ever have come from having sex with Neji. Sure, it was beyond mind blowing and she'd wouldn't say no to a second round, however, all it did was dredge up questions that neither one was ready to answer and instead here they were, standing in the middle of a room, not knowing what to say to one another.

Still, that shred of hope burned inside of her. Maybe, the possibility that he perhaps did…like her? He wouldn't sleep with her if he didn't feel anything now, would he? Tenten was so confused. She wanted to believe with all her heart that he loved her, that he wanted to be with her and only her. The possibility gave her a wave of courage and she decided to ride on it by saying, "What do we do now?"

"I'm not sure," Neji replied monotonously before adding, "But I know what you're going to do. You're going to leave this room, prepare for your mission and pretend that this never happened."

Tenten's heart cracked. She could feel it shattering into a million pieces in fragments so small, she wasn't sure whether they'd ever be able to be put back together the same way. He'd just answered her question and she knew it was the one to expect all along –

He didn't love her.

No.

She was just another tool, only worth anything when he needed use for it. It hurt her to think of him that way but she couldn't stop the pain rippling through her entire body. She would not cry. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing how much he had hurt her with those words. She'd be damned if she fucking cried in front of him.

Instead, she tightened her jaw, rounded her shoulders and stared at him squarely in the eyes before saying coolly, "Of course. We have a mission to finish."

With that, Tenten turned on her heel and exited the room without one last glance at the Hyuga prodigy and made her way back to her own room. The moment the door locked, the tears streamed down her face and she hugged her chest tightly as she gasped for air. Her body trembled, she felt as though she had just been branded with a casting iron a hundred times over. She wish she had. That pain would've been nothing compared to what she was feeling now. Her heart ached and constricted and her love was now fractured and broken. She no longer cared about the mission, she didn't care that she miles away from home in enemy territory. All she cared about was how the one person she had loved for so long had given her the best night of her existence and promptly torn that love to pieces the morning after.

If love wasn't cruel enough, fate certainly was.

A/N – That's a wrap folks! Sorry about the sex scene I'm not the greatest at writing them and I didn't want it to be too detailed anyway. Bit of a plot twist, aye? Don't hate me, they'll be much more to come! Comments, questions critics?