Day 10: Hair

Ino, Sakura, Tenten, and Hinata were gathered in the Yamanaka household, chatting casually. They were gathered for a sleepover, as the friends were in desperate need for a fun night together. A knock on the door interrupted the conversation.

"Who could that be?" Tenten asked, "we're all here."

"Actually, I hope you don't mind I invited Temari," Ino said as she pulled the door open.

Temari stood at the door, uncharacteristically nervous. The room was silent for a moment. Tenten's glare told her that at least one person did mind.

"Well, come on in. Don't just stand there." Ino pulled the blonde in. Her brashness made Temari feel welcome, so she eagerly followed.

"Do you have a sleeping bag?" The timid voice of Hinata called out, "because I have an extra one just in case if someone forgot theirs."

"No, thanks," Temari smiled, "I have mine." She took of her backpack, clutching it in both hands.

"Sit down," Ino gestured, "we were just about to start a game of truth or dare"

"What are we, two," muttered Sakura under her breath.

"You're just nervous that we're going to ask something about Sasuke,"

"No I'm not" she denied, blushing brightly.

"Then let's start. As the host, I'll go first." Ino took a bottle and spun it on the table that they were sitting around. It made a few revolutions until it slowed to a rest, pointing to Tenten.

"Tenten, truth or dare?"

"Your 'truth's are brutal. I'll go for a dare."

"Fine." Ino paused for a moment. "I dare you to… call up Lee. Don't say anything for a minute, then hang up."

"That doesn't even make sense," the baseball player protested.

"Sucks. It's your dare."

"Fine." Tenten pulled out her cell phone. Instead of going directly to her contacts though, she hit *67 before, to deactivate caller id.

"Hey," the darer protested.

"Sorry, Ino, but you never said I couldn't do that." The rest of the girls laughed at the pout, then turned eagerly as the phone began dialing. It rang a couple of times, and then was answered.

"Hello! This is the beautiful green beast of Konoha High."

Tenten didn't respond. Through the phone, muffled conversations could be heard, but not identified.

"Hello?" Rock Lee asked.

Still no answer.

A faint voice could be heard over the phone. "Bushy brow, who is it?"

"I do not know," Lee responded, confused. He spoke back to the phone. "Is this a youthful challenge? Identify yourself, caller."

By then, it was all the girls could do to stifle their laughter. Silent tears were rolling down Sakura and Ino's faces, and Hinata was turning purple trying to contain a laugh as Lee continued to interrogate the silent caller. Even Temari, so stoic during school, was clearly enjoying the prank.

Finally, a long minute had passed. Tenten slammed on the end call button. Everyone released their laughter, and it was a few minutes before they could properly speak.

"Okay, okay," Tenten admitted, fanning her face with her hand, "That was a pretty good dare."

Tenten took the bottle. She spun it, and it landed on Hinata. The poor girl tried to hide behind her hair.

"Hinata," Tenten said, drawing out the vowels, "truth or dare."

"D-dare," she stammered out.

"Wow, Hinata. Very bold. Tenten's dares are worse than my truths." Ino warned, but the raven haired girl stuck with her choice, albeit hesitantly.

"All right then. I dare you to let me send a text to anyone from your phone."

Her eyes widened comically, and Temari couldn't help but cringe. That was a tough one, and she grudgingly acknowledged the baseball player's creativity.

Hinata reluctantly handed over her phone, playing nervously with her hair. Tenten received it with a devious smirk. She typed up a message, then sent it. But when Hinata tried to repossess her phone, she kept it.

"Not until he responds. Or else, you can cheat and tell him that it was me."

Tenten handed her the bottle, however, so the game continued.

It landed on Temari. The soccer player gulped, then, before she was prompted, she chose. "Dare."

"Bad move," Tenten said snidely, "You shouldn't have underestimated Hinata. She can be brutal."

Temari turned, panicked, to the girl that currently determined her fate. Instead of the usual shy reserved nature, a sly grin now graced her face.

"I dare you to let us do your hair and post a picture online."

"No no no no no," the blonde cried out, clutching her four ponytails, "I like my hair the way it is, thank you very much."

A chorus of disapproval noises filtered through the crowd.

"I knew you couldn't take the heat," Tenten said, challenge evident in her tone.

Temari scowled at her, still holding her hair, but bowed to the pressure. "Fine," she assented petulantly, "but if you so much as have scissors anywhere near my head, I will eat you alive."

The group got to work. Under Hinata's direction, they had Temari blinded with dark sunglasses and a scarf stuffed underneath for good measure, and sat her in a chair. Temari felt them yank, swish, brush, and pull her hair, but she couldn't tell excatly what was happening. From the amount of giggling and conspiratorial whisperings, however, she guessed that it was not good.

Finally, after what seemed like hours (but was actually a good ten minutes), Tenten removed the heavy glasses and the scarf. Temari raised her hand to her hair, but four hands smacked it away. Hinata took her phone, and took the photo. She then opened Temari's Instagram account, and uploaded the photo. With a sinking heart, Temari walked to the bathroom, and looked into the mirror.

She gasped. Her hair looked… nice. It was up in an elaborate bun, with strands left out framing her face. They had even managed to secure a flower in her hair, although Temari had no idea how they did so. She snatched up her phone, and looked at the photo. She actually looked pretty in the photo, with her usually angry eyes closed. The rest of the girls were crowded around her, smiling mischievously; apparently someone had set a timed photo.

She walked back to where the girls were. "Thanks," she stammered out. "I thought that you were going to make me look like a clown. Or worse, like Tenten."

"Oh ha ha ha," Tenten grumbled as the rest laughed.

"Tenten was trying too, but I was curious to see how this hairstyle would look on you. All you do is put those ponytails all the time." Hinata informed the blonde, who was still confused at the turn of events.

"Plus, I'm sure that a certain chess master would appreciate your 'do," Ino commented suggestively. They laughed at Temari's blush, and as her denials were swallowed in stammering.

Eager to get off of the hot seat, Temari noticed how Hinata was distracted by her phone.

"So, did you get a response?" she asked loudly. Sakura and Ino glanced over at the shy girl, whose telltale blush gave them all the answer they needed. They squealed, jumping together.

"So, what did Tenten write then?"

"'I have something important that I want to tell you, but I can't text it to you'" she answered. Hinata pouted, but was unable to keep the grin off of her face.

"And he responded…"

"That he's curious and wants to know."

Ino snatched the phone from the blushing girl's hands. "He said, and I quote, 'Hey, Hinata. We can talk, if you want.' And a puppy smile emoji"

"Wait, the dog emoji?"

"No, the colon-three emoji,"

"Okay,"

The seemingly pointless tangent was interrupted by a knock on the door. They all glanced at each other.

"Now everyone is here," Ino started.

"So who's that?" Sakura said.

The two rushed to the door, and squeaked in surprise as they pulled it open.

AN: Sorry, again, for the late update. Anyways, I also want to make some more one-shots in a High School AU, so I left it like this. Next chapter probably wont be in the same timeline, but I'm not sure yet.

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