Next chapter, some hinata and hanabi appearance!
"Grah!" Opalascent eyes watched as the expensive cherry wood chair broke into large jagged pieces. In all of Neji's anger the moment he had returned home he viciously kicked the closest thing to him which just so happened to be a very expensive piece of furniture. The moment it met the freshly waxed tile in his family's home it willingly splintered. He felt no regret though for breaking the expensive wood and instead fumed at feeling no satisfaction in its demise. He hissed as he massaged his temples; he knew the only one that he wanted to bring to their demise was that brunette cunt, Tenten. He'd never felt such rage in all of his young life. He quickly turned on his heel leaving the living room and gracefully stomping up the stairs.
Once he found himself in his study he quickly sat himself in his leather chair and shoved his long fingers into his black strands. He reigned his breathing and looked up to the ceiling. His chair squeaked as he shifted his position slightly. He'd sent Gaara home to his sister to see how she was managing, and Sasuke was sure to have withdrawal if he didn't get at least one night with his pink haired girlfriend. Then Naruto, he sighed, the idiot just had to go get some ramen at... Neji's eyes flashed to the grandfather clock... Fucking 2 A.M. 'imbecile.' He sat for a moment longer before a thought struck him; he quickly whipped out his phone and dialed a number. The phone rang several times before going to voice mail. The young Hyuuga sighed as he wait for the familiar beep to finally sound.
-beep-
"Shimakaru, it's Neji, I need you to do some research on a Tenten..." He racked his brain for a moment, "...Zhu. Tenten Zhu. Call me back when you find something." He then hung up. He sighed as he stood, and left the study for the bathroom. It would only be a few hours before he needed to be back in his suit, there was no point in sleeping.
"Good morning Mr. Hyuga!"
"Hn."
The young busty red headed woman that somehow became his secretary merely kept her cherry red lipped smile and giggled dreamily through her teeth. Neji strode into his office with an authoritative air and carelessly threw the file in his hand onto his large desk; he chugged down the rest of his black coffee before chucking the ceramic mug at the wall. It shattered loudly as he heard the unmistakeable sound of heels clicking on hardwood in a mad hurry.
He heard labored breaths, he slowly turned. "M-mr. Hyuga! Ar- are you alright? I-" It wasn't long before his secretaries green eyes found the pile of ceramic laying on the ground as rivulets of its leftover liquid content steadily streamed down the cream wall. Without a moment more of hesitation she quickly mumbled, "I-i'll get you a new cup..." With that she quickly left him. He heavily exhaled at his restlessness. It was 9 A.M. now and Shikamaru had still not called him. If he could he'd be strangling that lazy ass good for no-
-bzzt!-
Neji hastily whipped out his phone and grumbled, "Speak of the devil..." pressing the answer button he brought the phone to his ear, "well?"
"No."
"No... What the fuck do you mean no."
"I'm not going to research her."
"Shikamaru-"
"I refuse."
"Why the hell not?"
"She's a ghost Neji."
There was a pause, "...excuse me?"
"You heard me, she's a ghost. I've heard that fucking name be thrown around more than once and there's nothing on her. I've researched her more times than I can count, and I always come out empty handed. She doesn't even exist."
"Don't fucking tell me she doesn't exist when the bitch has been stealing my business for the past two fucking nights?"
"Wait... You've actually seen her?"
"Yes I've fucking seen her. You think I'm just setting you out on a goose chase for the hell of it? Fucking Christ Shikamaru, find her. I want information on her."
"Neji! I already told you no! I've looked and there's never been anything!"
"I don't care what you do, or who you kill I want information on her in the next 24 hours."
"Neji, listen to me. She. Doesn't. Exist."
"I want her history Shikamaru! I want it! If I've seen her in person then she's real, and not only that but she's alive there has to be something on her."
There was no response for a bit of time before a worn out sigh was heard. "mendokusai... look, get me a picture and I may just be able to find something. To give you the information you need in 24 hours or less? Now you're just asking for the impossible. Get me a picture and I'll do what I can."
"I'll fax one to you."
"I'll be sleeping in the meantime."
-click-
With that the call ended.
"M-mr. Hyuga...?" Neji slowly turned to face his secretary who was holding a crisp white coffee mug in her hands. He slowly approached her, and as he grabbed the mug from her he leaned in and firmly pressed his lips to hers. Her green eyes widened for a moment before she quickly began to respond; this was nothing too new for her, they had been sleeping together for some time now. It's not like it meant anything to the owner of Hyuga corps though.
Before the kiss could get much further he pulled away still keeping his face close to hers, "forget whatever you heard, or your fired."
In a slight daze with mouth agape his secretary nodded before a dreamy smile spread her lips, and with a small hum she skipped back to her desk and immediately began taking phone calls.
3 days later
White eyes starred dully at the reflection before them. Neji sighed as he brought the light blue towel to his head and continued to towel dry his long hair. Three days, it had been three days since he had last spoken to Shikamaru and his patience was wearing thin. He wanted answers, and answers now. He began to rub harder at his scalp. There was no word from the feisty little vixen and he was sure that she was quickly becoming something of the past that, hopefully, he would quickly forget. Still, it unnerved him to know someone as demented as her was roaming the streets freely with that psychotic friend of hers. Releasing another breath he quickly decided to call Shikamaru as soon as he finished getting ready. Neji's head suddenly poked out from beneath the blue towel as the chime of the mansions doorbell echoed throughout the vast house.
He turned his head towards the door as two sets of footsteps quickly made their way past. "I got it! I got it!"
"H- Hanabi, don't run you'll fall!"
"No I won't!" He heard the sliding of their sock covered feet against the smooth hardwood.
"You won't be saying that when you're missing your two front teeth! Hanabi!"
From the sound of a loud squeaking Neji assumed Hanabi had just taken the rail instead of the stairs. He couldn't help but roll his eyes as his towel fell to his bare shoulders. They'd told her more than once that she would hurt herself one day doing that, but... he listened as said cousin continued singing all the way to the door as the doorbell rang again, "I got it! I got it!"
... Today was not that day. He listened in silence for a moment as the door was opened just as Hinata finally caught up. Then there were a few exchanged words before the door slammed shut and the two sisters chatted aimlessly, something about a package? Neji wasn't entirely sure, but neither did he really care. He had just pulled up a pair of corduroy khaki's which hung snugly on his slim hips, and was in the process of picking up his grey t shirt when suddenly a blood curdling scream cut through the mansion.
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