A/N - Here's my very clever 3/4th chapter in order TO STOMP THE FACE IN OF MY CHALLENGER
DISCLAIMER - I DO NOT OWN NARUTO
Tayuya Pov: Game day| 15 minutes after dropping Ino off
I gripped the steering whee so tight the circulation was starting to cut from my fingers as I drove down the road, trying to focus on getting home in one piece but seeing specks of rage in my vision as each second passed. Finally having enough, I swerved to the side of the road, jerking my self from my seat to get out of the car.
"Fuck!" I shouted at the top of my lungs as I slammed the door shut, gripping my hair tight as I tried to control myself.
Chest heaving, I laid my head on the roof of the car, focusing, muttering to myself, struggling to calm down. Yet each breath I took only riled me further than the last. I couldn't remember the last time I felt so angry, so fucking idle, so fucking helpless. I swallowed back another yell that wanted to fucking tear from my throat. Flexing my hands into fists, I yanked myself away from the car and stormed towards the near by tree and sat there.
Knees up, elbows propped, palms digging into my shut tight eyes, I just sat there.
And I breathed until my hands weren't shaking anymore.
When my episode passed, I gave out an empty laugh.
What am I trying so hard for? I thought it was obvious.
Dropping my hands from my face, I stared up at the sky. Then taking another shaky breath, I got up from my spot under the tree and slowly walked back to my car.
I'm not sleeping tonight. I refuse to. Easiest way to be miserable was to be exhausted.
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Temari POV: Game Day| 20 minutes after game winning shot
"I don't give a fuck. If she's gonna be out there with you guys, I guess I'll just catch you all later," Sakura snorted as I stood in front of her, looking as if she didn't care. But I could see it, saw her head snap up when I told her Ino made it to the game. She was just too fucking childish and immature to admit that she was happy about the news. Who the hell was she pretending for? I was there for every time she bitched and moaned about how she 'just knew Ino was too proud to give a shit about her game coming up'. That 'If she hadn't even bothered to call her once, she obviously didn't give a fuck about anything but herself'. Yet now that Ino was actually here, she magically forgot all of that?
God they were both riding my nerves, as they had been for the past too many odd years. Why couldn't they just make my job easier?
I took a calming breath before pressing as patiently as I could, "Listen, you thought she wouldn't make the game. You thought she didn't care. But oh well what do you know, looks like she does. Why not just hop off the high horse you're riding so hard for two seconds and come hear her at least tell you congrats. She was screaming her ass off the whole time with the rest of us, cheering you on at your game that you thought she wasn't going to come to. It's the least you can do."
She only rolled her eyes, "Temari I don't think you're hearing me. I don't want to fucking talk to her. I don't want her stupid ass congratulations. I don't want to see her period. Just go fuck off for the night and I'll meet up with you and the gang for some drinks tomorrow. We can have a small celebration at your place then."
"Are you seriously going to be a fucking child about this?" I bit out, finally losing the cool calming patience I was known for.
"Are you honestly surprised?" She asked with a raise of her eyebrows, "She's fucking grown Temari. You coddle her too much, and I'm guilty of it too. If she wants to talk, all she has to do is pick up a fucking phone and dial a few numbers with literally one finger. It doesn't take that much effort. If she can't toss away her pride for two seconds, she can fuck off."
"You think it's pride that's keeping her from talking to you?" I asked, almost laughing at how ridiculous it sounded.
"If it wasn't, all of this wouldn't be a problem," she replied, sounding as if she truly believed in her idiotic logic.
"When, in the ten years you both have been friends, has she ever managed to approach you first!" I shouted, finally having enough, "When has she ever been able to talk to you after a fight!"
"Never!" She shouted back, glaring at me, "And that's the fucking problem, Temari. I'm tired of being her fucking personal butler service, I'm fucking done wiping her ass for her. She's twenty-one, she can swallow that crown she likes to wear for a moment and just make a move."
"You don't fucking get it," I bit out with grinding teeth, "God, I don't know why you are suddenly acting so fucking stupid. She can't call you first! She can't talk to you first! She can't approach you first! You know that! It's too hard for her to do! Why do you think you guys are friends in the first place, why do you think you guys managed to scrape together and keep this friendship around all these years, a friendship you are making pathetic. Because you stepped up to the plate, you decided you'd do the job. While everyone left, you said you'd stick around. No one forced you Sakura, you chose to be the one person who could handle this."
"But look who's forcing me now," she shot right back, laughing humorlessly, "Ten years later, and you are still here doing the same thing I used to do. Holding her hand, guiding her on what to do, telling her how to fix things like she's a kid. The same kid we met in fucking middle school. God, stop defending her. If she can't manage to do as much as open her fucking mouth and talk, then I'm through with this fucking shit."
"Oh yeah, just gonna walk away from her huh?" I asked, shaking my head while not looking surprised, "Sure does sound like a Sakura thing to do. Being a little bitch when things get too rough to handle. Running away when you don't know what to do anymore. If anyone needs to grow up, it's you."
"I need to grow up? Me?" She repeated in disbelief.
"That's what I said," I replied while taking a step towards her, poking her chest and watching her anger flare to irate. Good, it seemed like the only time I managed to get through to her was when she was irrationally angry "You are the kid who fucked up and is too scared to show anyone the milk you spilled all over the god damn floor. You think it's that easy? Telling her that you're done, that she can fuck off, that you are sick of her, and she'll just- what?- pick up a phone and see how your doing? People don't bounce back from that, she can't bounce back from that. Because this isn't the first time you've done this shit, this is the second."
She shoved me away as hard as she could, but I only stumbled back with a laugh, "You want to talk about a kid, you want to talk about someone still being a child? Let's talk about how you decided to leave her in the fucking dust to go to a university three time zones away a year ago because you fucked up. Let's talk about how you slipped, how you managed to fuck up things all over again a month ago, and how instead of facing it, fighting it, doing anything, you left. All. Over. Again."
"You don't know what the fuck your talking about," she growled.
I snorted, "You think I haven't pieced it together? Oh, before I even caught you at that party with your hands in a jar you had no business being curious about, I fucking knew. God, all three of us have been together since middle school, you think I didn't have my suspicions. And man, talk about being a scared little shit when you slipped up again a few weeks ago." She glared at me as I laughed, "Yeah man, I know about that too. How you couldn't fucking control yourself and ended up having sex with her again. And instead of talking to her the next day about it, you hid."
"Shut the fuck up, Temari," she shouted.
I merely smiled on, "See, you want to pin this on her because you're still the little kid with milk on the floor. You hid your ass, and scoffed about how it's Ino's fault for you guys not talking for three weeks. But the funniest thing about all of this is, while your stomping around blaming her, accusing her for being the same child she has been since middle school, it's Ino who's been adult about this. You weren't the one who had to see her fucking depressed when you left for that university, how miserable she was for the first couple of months. How we had to beg her to leave the fucking apartment."
I laughed again, shaking my head, "But you were definitely there when you stopped being a little bitch. Yeah, best believe you were there for the good parts. For the time when you finally decided to start manning up and answering her calls, for the times you finally stopped blowing her off. Oh yeah, you were living the fucking dream. Because unlike you, she didn't suddenly become tired of dealing with your shit and told you fuck off. Nah man, like the adult she is, she held open her arms and accepted you back with no questions asked."
Smile slipping into a grin, I finished, "And like the kid you are, you went running right to them. Just like you always do."
She took a swing at me, but I pulled back, barely dodging her fist. She was furious, but that was the whole point. Shaking my head, I snorted, "Come on man, we aren't in seventh grade anymore. I'm done with that horse play shit."
"Fuck off, Temari," she said between clenched teeth, honestly looking as if she was on the brink of losing control.
But I only slipped my hands in my pockets with a smile, "Sure thing kid, I'll leave you to stay up and play with your big boy friends. But if you manage to man up any time soon, we'll be outside waiting."
I left her there without looking back. There was no point though, already did my part. Only had to count the seconds until she showed up behind the stadium, I mean of course she was going to show up.
Stretching my arms, I folded them behind my head and whistled a happy tone while walking
Man, sometimes I feel like I'm too smug of a son of a bitch.
A grin slipped my lips as I pulled out my phone, text buzzing in from Tenten asking if I had managed to talk Sakura into coming out to meet them.
Ah man, I just can't help it. It's hard not to be smug when you could play twiddle-dee and twiddle-dumb like a fiddle.
Texting my reply, I dipped my hands back in my pockets and continued to whistle my happy tone.
Man, I needed to stop fucking around with these children. They were seriously starting to give me gray hairs.
Ok, so I know what I said about differen't POV's and how I dislike them, but this was more so supposed to be little joke for my friend who asked me strictly to post 5 and 3/4ths of chapters in my bundle once I reached my port. And while I do firmly stick to my guns about how I like one sided stories to make it a more personal experience as you sit down and attempt to go through the struggling pain of feels with them, I have to admit I loved this little joke of a chapter that topped me right into my very strict order of the challenging 3/4th.
Tayuya's part was ok. It was nice to catch a glimpse of her losing it, seeing as it seems like she's always so collected.
But my favorite was Temari's and Sakura's argument. Partially because I love angst and good arguments always get me going, but also because of how fucking smooth Temari pulled it all together. I feel like, even though she's a filler character in the MAIN story, shes a fucking beast behind the scenes, and that's what I kind of wanted to show off.
IN YOUR FUCKING FACE AGAIN. YOU SEE ME FLEX ON THAT 3/4THS CHAPTER? Brutha fight me.
On towards the next bundles!