There were many, many things that Guy-sensei and Lee were good at. Being loud, being obsessed with the springtime of youth, frightening everyone with their massive eyebrows, sobbing theatrically while a setting sun shone on them.

Naturally, this meant that these talents were mutually exclusive with quite a few other talents, such as being stealthy.

Tenten sighed. "Does Lee really think that we don't notice? All he's done is wear a pink wig. His eyebrows stand right out."

Neji also sighed. "Why pink?"

"I think because he still hasn't let go of his crush on Sakura?" Tenten guessed.

They turned and glanced at the clothing and accessory store that Lee believed he was stealthily skulking outside of. "Or maybe..." Neji said, staring at the all-pink wigs of the mannequins sitting in the window. Notably, one of the mannequins was bald. "He just randomly took a wig from this store."

"I hope he didn't steal it," Tenten muttered. They glanced towards the disgruntled and surprised-looking storeowner, hanging outside her shop with a fat wad of ryo bills in her hand, gazing at the mannequin, then off into the distance, and then back to the wad of cash in her hand.

They both silently digested the sight, and with a quick shake of their heads, decided to ignore what they had just seen and keep on walking.

"Where should we go next?" Neji asked. "We've still got three hours before I'm due back at the Hyuuga compound."

"Oh!" Tenten beamed, grey eyes alighting on the bright neon red lights of that newly opened cartoon-themed pancake house. "Sakura and Ino went there last week, Neji, and they said that the fluffy pancakes were so amazing that it was like biting into clouds!"

Neji blinked at her, but said nothing. Possibly, he was thinking about the damage it would do to his wallet.

"Oh, come on, Neji, you like sweet things, don't you?" she pestered, grabbing his arm and pulling him along. "Don't worry about money, just focus on having fun!"

"Easy for you to say..." he muttered. She wasn't the one paying, after all.

Nevertheless, he did find himself enjoying the pancakes. It wasn't like biting into clouds. That was ludicrous hyperbole, but they were moist and fluffy. He could concede that.

...Perhaps he did have a sweet tooth. And perhaps it wasn't "perhaps," but "definitely."

Even if the cartoon theme was, in his opinion, suitable for five-year-old children rather than eighteen-year-olds such as himself and Tenten (he carefully avoided looking at all the other couples in the pancake house, some a great deal older than he was...it was definitely just for small children).

And perhaps Lee still didn't understand the meaning of stealth. And perhaps it wasn't "perhaps," but "definitely."

"Why?" Tenten groaned, taking one look at Lee off in the corner of the pancake house, with pink wig, massive eyebrows, and ill-fitting cute panda-themed costume.

Neji didn't look up from his extra-large, extra-fluffy pancake (what could he say except that they were delicious?).

"Why is he spying on us?" Neji asked. "There are so many things that I don't know, Tenten."

"Really?" she said slyly, a teasing glint in her eyes. "I thought you were a genius."

"I never said any such thing."

"Oh, look," Tenten said, pointing her fork somewhat rudely to her right. "There's a waiter over there."

"Is he in his underwear?" asked Neji in a deadpan voice, completely void of any tone or texture. Tenten had no idea how he had uttered such a ridiculous sentence in such a blank tone. It was an art form that she would have to learn.

"Yes." Tenten put a hand to her forehead. "This is getting out of hand. He can't keep doing this every time we're on a date."

"He has only begun this behavior recently," Neji pointed out. "Mainly because we're not telling him that these are dates. He thinks we're having secret training, remember?"

"Yeah," Tenten grumbled, eyes fixed on the unfortunate waiter clad only in his underwear while the air conditioner in the room was turned up to max. "The day he asked us for a threesome without even realizing it."

Neji shuddered. That had been a horrible day.

"Neji," Tenten said. "Promise me that you'll never agree to his requests for a threesome."

He choked.

"Wh-why would I?" he spluttered, gulping up a glass of water and gasping for breath, willing away the frightful images forming in his mind of himself and Tenten and Lee in...

Disgusting. Horrific. Mind-crushing.

Leave it to Tenten to throw him curveballs like that out of nowhere.

"I dunno," she said, another teasing glint in his eye. "Geniuses think in odd ways, you know?"

"I...why do you keep saying that?!"

"Promise me, Neji. Promise me."

"Tenten."

Lee watched his two oddly-behaved teammates from his secret vantage point in the corner of the pancake house. He thought he had seen them shoot a look in his direction here and there, but thanks to his clever disguise, they definitely did not notice his presence.

He strained his ears, trying to catch a hint, any hint, of the training regimen that they had unyouthfully decided to exclude him from.

"...Threesome?" he muttered. "What is a threesome? I must ask Guy-sensei."

A/N: Written for Day 27: Date Night. And of course a sequel to Chapter 11. I've been doing a lot of sequels without meaning to. Leave a review, please! :)