Lust
Chapter One: Her
I don't own Neji or Tenten
The cool August wind eased its way through the canipies and sang the song of autumn itself. Lost is thought sat a young male boy, nearing his eighteenth birthday, a lot of thoughts rushed through his head like rushing rapid. His snow stained eyes shown off the bright fiery orb hovering over the horizan. His raven colored hair lay untied and flowing with the breeze. He sat pondering, thinking, questioning wiether or not to tell, to even try. His trail of thought was stopped short though by a young girl, her hair pulled back in two buns, as usually, and her pink colored shirt looked remarkablely like the pinkish sky. A light frost glittered off her weapons. Her bright brown eyes looked as if they were molded from the earth itself. She smiled and walked over to the boy. "Hey Neji you ready to start," she said softly. He looked up as if memorized by her. Her voice was like that of an angel and her eyes were like a vast pool of compassion, caring, and thoughtt for others. Yet what truely memorized him was her body, he couldn't help but think lustful thoughts of it. So perfect, so simple, yet so unqiue. He wanted to feel it, touch it, to claim it as his own and to never let anything touch it. Her lips where pulled back into a small yet beautiful smile. He sat dazed in thought staring up at her, the urge to just capture her lips was almost unbareble. "Neji, hello you there," she said a bit louder hoping to break this trace he seemed to be in. The tent of red on her cheek showed plainly that she was quite uncomfortable for having him gaze up at her. He shook his head and sat up glancing over at her, trying hard to control the urge. "Yeah," he said coldly.
An hour had passed and both ninjas sat panting. Weapons lay scattered among various places and the aftermath of their training could be seen. Neji finally won, she truely was a good partner and friend. He grinned and sat back agaist the tree "I win again, but I will hand it too you, you have gotten a bit better." Tenten glared an icy glare that could even match the cocky boy before her. "A "bit" I think I did great," she said in a lowly, deathly tone. Neji's grin just widened. Tenten rose to her feet, her face as red as the noon sun. She went picking up her numerous weapons, grummbling lowly. Neji sat, once again, watching her. No, wanting her, her once young figure had been grown out of. Her curves caused Neji's stomach to flock with butterflies. Her breasts is what truely caused Neji the most lust filled of thoughts. She literally drove him to the edge and almost beyond. He sighed and sat up walking over to her, kneeling down picking up weapons in his reach. "I still don't see where you keep all these," he said with a smirk. "Neji, ohhhh," she bit her lips trying to calm herself. He smirked again and stood up counting the weapon. Tenten rose up and snatched her weapons back and stomped off toward the lively Konhan, leaving a lust filed Neji behind, until he started to trail behind her, steathfully.