One week had past since the incident. Tenten had managed to buy a Plan B and pregnancy test after. For the whole week, she checked to make sure she wasn't pregnant, unsure of what would happen if she was. She hadn't seen Temari since then but knew the woman was around. Tenten wasn't the best when it came to sensing people out, but she was well familiar with Temari's chakra.

Tenten knew Temari was afraid she would report what happened. Maybe even afraid Tenten would claim rape. Tenten still didn't know what she wanted to do in regards to that situation. It didn't help that Shikamaru had come to her store yesterday, mentioning something about an altercation Tenten and Temari may have had. Tenten figured Temari told him a little bit of what happened but apparently not the whole ordeal.

"Temari, she uh," he had started, a bit embarrassed. "She gets excited easily...she doesn't mean any harm."

Tenten shook her head thinking of the conversation. She let out a sigh and began to do inventory on her store.

When she was placing the kunai in their positions, the bell to her store rung. She looked up and saw Ayame standing before her. She was wearing a dark brown business suit, her hair was up in a bun, and in her hands was a bag of ramen. Ayame placed it on the counter.

"I'll be leaving now." She told Tenten.

Tenten smiled and walked to her, even putting aside the last kunai she had in her hand.

"Another franchise...kami, is it growing!" Both women laughed. Tenten turned to the ramen and clapped her hands together. A wide smile on her face, she bowed to Ayame. "Thank you, thank you!"

"Tenten...how are you feeling? Did she...hurt you?"

"No."

"Did she..."

"Ayame." Tenten turned her back toward the counter, leaning on it. "I don't know. She took the condom off. She didn't know what she was doing."

"That's rape, it's called Going Stealth and it's rape in some provinces." Ayame explained.

"I don't think she intended for it or planned it. Like Shikamaru said, she was probably just really excited."

"Shikamaru spoke to you?" Tenten nodded her head at Ayame's question. "Hmmm, well, Tenten, if you get it...again, if you want, we can exclude Temari. It can just be us." She leaned up and kissed Tenten on the lips. Ayame gave Tenten one last smiled and departed.

Tenten took the empty bowl of ramen and locked up her store. Like normal, it was a slow day. A day Tenten spent reorganizing her store and finishing up the inventory.

Instead of walking just next door to go home, she decided to walk the streets of Konoha. Besides, she still wanted to clear her mind.

...

Ino only had a few stragglers in her shop, hoping they were hurry since she had a train to catch. She really hoped Konoha would catch up to the west when it came to travel. The west had airplanes and Konoha hadn't even started planes on creating an airport. As she waited for them to choose their plants, she kept busy watering one of her tulips. One of the greens was turning yellow, and she supposed one of her employees was over watering it. What it really needed was more sunshine. Once she rung up the customers, she would place the tulips by the back store window.

She heard the sound of her doors opening. Without looking up, she responded. "We're closed."

"I just need to buy some quick flowers. Women like flowers."

Ino looked up and saw Temari skipping her way with a smile on her face. She leaned on Ino's counter.

"So...you still got your dick?" Temari asked, never minding the three teenage girls who got into line behind her.

Ino felt her face turn to the color of a well tuned fire. She gulped and looked at the girls behind Temari. Temari winked at them then left the counter to find the flowers she planned to give Tenten.

Ino threw a stapler at Temari once the girls left, and Temari made her way to the check out.

"What the hell? That was inappropriate, Temari."

Temari only shrugged. "Maybe they have older sisters who could help you."

Ino ranged Temari up and escorted her to the door. Before Ino could close the door on the other blonde, Temari turned to face Ino.

"Ino," her voice a bit soft, even caring. "We all know how much you love her. Ask her to help you out. It could grow into something. The last thing you want is for some other Orochimaru Woman to sweep her off her feet. Then instead of fighting over Sasuke like when y'all were kids, you'll be fighting over her."

...

By the time Temari made it to Tenten's nice little duplex next to her own store, the sun had set. Although there were a few dark clouds in the sky, the moon was crescent, small really.

She knocked on the door, her palms suddenly sweaty. She cleared her throat once the door began to open. With her best smile, she gave a little wave to Tenten. Tenten, on the other hand, remained where she was, not very impressed to see the purple kimono wearing woman in front of her. Not so impressed, she slammed the door shut. Stunned and a bit embarrassed, Temari knocked on the door once more. And again, the door open.

"I shouldn't have done that...but it felt good." Tenten giggled. She stepped aside and allowed Temari to enter. "What are those?" She asked, pointing at the purple tulips.

"For you." Temari said, still with her best smile.

"I don't want those. Give them to Ino." She walked into the living room, lighthearted and free considering how worried she was during the entire week. "Hmm, I wonder if Ino still has her dick..."

Temari didn't bother to answer; instead, she sat down on the couch, the flowers, she left on the front entrance table.

Watching Tenten move about her apartment was a bit unnerving for Temari. Tenten was also an energetic, fun loving, free spirited woman but her antics being seen for the first time up close, was a bit cumbersome. But after a moment, Temari found herself blushing and zoning on Tenten's mannerism. 'She's so pretty.' Temari thought.

"Hey, you want some water? And what are you here for anyway?"

With a start, Temari looked up at the woman hovering over her with bottle of water. She had to think for a moment but finally found her words.

"I wanted to check on you." She paused for a moment. "And apologize for last week." Tenten sat on the couch next to Temari and placed the bottle on the light brown, wooden coffee table. "I'm sorry for taking the condom off like that. Guess you're not into sucking dick either, uh?" Temari rubbed the back of her neck, feeling like she backed herself in a corner.

"No, I don't really care for it." Tenten admitted.

"Sorry about that..." Her hands were soaked, and when she rubbed them on her kimono, they left prints, smudged prints. "So um, are you pregnant?"

Tenten shook her head no and Temari was gleeful. Having to explain such a situation to her husband would have been incredibly daunting. Plus, she honestly didn't want another child.

"Maybe...if this happens again, we can...do it again." Temari suggested.

Tenten puffed out her cheeks. "Only if I get to do you."

"My husband can only do that."

"That's not fair," Tenten argued.

"Well then, get a husband." Temari retorted back.

Tenten was about to snap back but decided against it. There was no point. If it happened again, Tenten would go back to Ayame and hopefully, Temari can go to Ayame too. Knowing Temari's personality, it was best to not have to go through another ordeal with her.

Temari watched Tenten's expression, unsure and unable to read her. Finally, Tenten looked at Temari and gave her an out of character smile.

"Thanks for the flowers, Temari. No, I'm not pregnant." Tenten ended. "It's getting late."

Temari got up, still a bit weirded out by the sudden change of Tenten's mood. But the bun head woman was pushing her out the front door, so she wasn't able to press the matter any further. Regardless, Temari made her way back home.

Ayame walked into the restroom of her little cabin on the train. It was a small room to accommodate her trip to some of the newer countries including ones in the west. When she noticed, her restroom didn't have soap, she poked her head out her cabin's door. She hailed the first train attendee she saw.

"Excuse me, yes, I don't have soap." She said.

The attendee seemed to be speaking to someone else. When she turned to look at Ayame, Ayame could see the attendee was speaking to Ino.

"Ino?"

"Yes, ma'am, I'll be right back with your soap." The attendee finished her conversation with Ino and left down the hall. Ino smiled as she made her way to Ayame. She wore a nice fitting black skirt similar to Ayame.

"Where are you going?"

"My outfit gave it away, uh?" Ino chuckled. "I have a business venture with a floral company in the states. I'm to meet with them in a couple of days and stay there for a week. My flowers will be catering to their guest and weddings. It's not a franchise but I'll take a partnership anyday."

Both women laughed as Ayame invited Ino into her room. Besides for wanting to catch up with Ino, needless to say, Ayame had other plans as well.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Next chapter in May!