Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, it belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. I only own the plot.
Sorry for the slow update. As most of you know, I'd just updated my other story (the ShikamaruXTemari one). It took me some time to get back into the NejiXTenten mode. Not to mention that I have a Hinata story that consumed most of my thoughts. I just had to type it out or it'll be lost. However, I'm not about to post it just yet, because if I do that, I'll have too much on my hands and it'll be, as Shikamaru like to say "just too troublesome". I hate to write like I'm pressured to, it kills the fun out of it. Maybe when I'm halfway through my stories then I'll post it or something.
PS. Ignore the grammar
Some Kind of Fairytale-ch4
"Is Asakura Tenten here?"
A woman, who was in her twenties, asked as she stepped through the front door.
She was wearing a short sleeved purple kimono that reaches to her knees. Her blond hair was tied up into four pigtails, two of which pointed upwards while the other two pointed down. There was a large metal fan strapped diagonally across her back.
A man, who was in his early twenties, followed her. He had long black hair which was tied into a ponytail. Because his hair was not long, the end of the hair spiked upward, causing his hairstyle to resemble something like a pineapple. He was wearing an olive green shirt and a pair of black pants. He had a small weapon pouch strapped onto his right thigh. He had a bored look on his face, like he didn't want to be here in the first place but was forced to. When he saw Neji, the two men nodded, acknowledging each other's presence. The man was holding a young girl up by his arms, in a hug. The young girl looked about four years old. She was wearing a white dress that almost reached her ankle. Her blond hair was braided; it was secured by a red ribbon which was matched by the red wool jacket she was wearing. The child was currently sleeping.
Junko would've considered the two adults as shinobis just by their appearance or the stride of their walk. However, neither of the man and woman had a forehead protector on them…
"Auntie Temari! Uncle Shikamaru!" Kentaro exclaimed, finally letting go of Neji's hand. Enthusiastically, he ran up to Shikamaru as the young girl stirred. She opened her eyes and when she saw Kentaro, she groaned. Shikamaru, finding the young girl was awake, quickly knelled down on one knee and let go of her.
"What now Kentaro?" The girl said in an irritated tone, putting her hands on her hips. "You woke me up."
"You weren't sleeping anyway Izumi." Kentaro argued back. "You just want to be carry by your dad so you don't have to walk."
The Izumi girl glared at Kentaro and didn't say anything.
"Stop flirting with my daughter." Temari interrupted the moment and smacked Kentaro at the back of the head. "So, where's your mother? I thought you guys came early to open the doors for us. We have a truckload of stuff in front of the house right now."
"I thought mom gave you a spare key." Kentaro said as he fished through the pockets of his pants.
"I do." Temari said as she gave a dismissive wave. "But since you guys aren't there, I got bored. Besides, whenever Tenten is, troubles always follow her. I can't miss out the action."
During the exchange, Shikamaru walked lazily toward Neji. When he saw the question look Neji was giving him regarding the door and the bunch of injured men who were groaning on the floor, he shrugged, saying that his wife tends to overdo things.
"Who the hell blew up the front door?" Tenten, who was followed by a man in his mid-thirties, asked as they entered the front door. She rolled her eyes when she saw Temari, muttering something about she should've known. She approached Daimaru. Dumping the suitcase that she was holding on a table in front of him, she unlocked it and threw the suitcase open.
"Here's the three billion dollar that you wanted." Tenten said.
"What the bloody hell?" Temari cursed silently when she heard the amount Tenten is going to give to that fat guy in the room. Izumi and she looked at Kentaro for an explanation.
The boy sighed, knowing that if he doesn't answer he'll feel the wrath of the two women/ girl in front of him. "He's Daimaru."
Temari and Izumi's mouth formed an 'O', an expression to show that they had a grasp as to what is going on.
Tenten slapped away Daimaru's hand when he was about to touch the cash. "Not so fast."
Tenten gave a wave, motioning the man who had followed her before to come up. She pointed at the man, "he's a lawyer in Konoha. He will act as the witness during the signing of the contract. The contract states that Osamu, the owner of the Asakura Blacksmith Corp, has fulfilled his part of the contract by repaying you three billion dollars. The three billion included the money which Osamu had borrowed from you plus the interest. From now on, Osamu and Asakura Blacksmith Corp will owe you, Daimaru, nothing."
"How do I know that you'll give me the money once I sign the contract?" The fat jerk questioned.
"Well," Tenten spoke with a tone that sounded like she was talking to a mentally retarded. "You see that Hyuuga over there?" She pointed at Neji. "He's a witness too. If one side of the party flips out, he's going to kick the person's ass hard."
Neji once again raised a questionable eyebrow; he looked at Shikamaru.
At the side, the lazy pineapple head simply sighed, muttering how troublesome women are.
"I really don't see why you are hesitating for, unless…" Tenten dragged on the last word, giving him a suspicious look. "You wanted to engulf Asakura Blacksmith Corp."
As if Tenten had hit the mark, Daimaru quickly cleared his throat and took out his pen. Looking at the contract over to make sure Tenten wasn't doing anything funny; he signed his name at the bottom of the two documents. (A/N: There are two copies of the same contract that needs to be sign by both so that they each can get a copy)
Tenten signed them without a second glance.
The lawyer looked at the contracts. He nodded at Tenten as he handed both party one copy of the document.
Smiling, Daimaru grabbed the briefcase right away. He could almost be described as running toward the front door.
"Hold on." Tenten called out to the eager man. "I see that you haven't returned the stuff you took from this household yet. That won't do." Tenten said, making 'tsk tsk' sound as she shook her forefinger. "Asakura no longer owe you anything yet you explicitly take things. That's stealing right there. I'm going to have to call the Konoha Police for this."
"You were only gone for such a short period of time. I wasn't able to…" Daimaru began but Tenten cut him off.
"Time?" Tenten said incredulously. "You and I are businessmen. Time is money. Did you wait when you started ordering your workers that were stationed outside to take the properties of Asakura?"
Tenten took a seat on one of the cushions around the table while one of the servants served her a cup of green tea. She ignored Daimaru's protest and took a sip from the cup slowly. In her mind, she went through all the things she could use to torture Daimaru with. After all, he was the main reason why she had left her Konoha and her father for such a long time.
Now, he even dared to trick her father.
He is a dead man walking.
"Daimaru," Tenten said in her sweetest voice. "It also come to my attention that you have just married your forth wife a year ago."
"Yes…what about it?"
"Well," Tenten started. "For one thing, you went to the Wave Country for your honeymoon, am I correct?"
Daimaru looked at her for a moment before nodding slowly.
"And during that time," Tenten continued, the corner of her lips started to curve upward. "You spend quite a lot of money there…particularly at the Katsu Casino. You also told the clerks of Yuki's Jewellery Shop and other similar shops that your wife can buy whatever she wants there and the bills go under your name, correct?"
"You are wasting my time. This has nothing to do with you." Daimaru snapped, if it weren't for the fact that she has the power to send him straight to jail, he would've already left.
"Actually, this has everything to do with me." Tenten argued back. "I'm sure that you have heard of a company called Hotaru."
Daimaru froze.
Of course he had heard of that company. It had been the main topic of discussion in the business world. Hotaru had only been established for six years but it had become one of the most influential companies in the world. Invested in different restaurants, casinos, clothing stores and jewellery shops, its sole existence supported thousands of families residing the Wave Country. In fact, Hotaru was the reason why the Wave Country is able to get out of its economic depression so quickly.
However, other people often thought that the owner of Hotaru is insane. Sure, there was a bridge that connected the Wave Country to the rest of the inland continents. But who would want to invest at a place where everything in it resembles a developing country, where most part of the city lacked clean water supply and people there lived in starvation and poverty?
Apparently, the owner had a better eye than everyone else.
The mayor of the city, Tazuna, might have contributed to Hotaru's quick large expansions and successes. The mayor was and is still willing to give a lot of leeway for the company…probably because the mayor desperately wanted to help the people there…and to prevent angry riots from happening.
Daimaru looked at Tenten for a moment, what does she have to do with Daimaru?
His question was answered by what Tenten has to say next.
"I'm one of the owners of Hotaru." Tenten's smile grew wider. "your payment is, I have to say, quite overdue."
"I paid it already!"
"Yes, the amount you owed at Katsu was paid. However, the stuff which your wife had purchased under your name…"
Daimaru swallowed as sweat began to form on his brows. "How much do I owe?"
"Not a lot really." Tenten answered casually, taking another sip at her tea. "if you paid half a year ago."
Slowly, the owner of Hotaru did a few hand seals. A small scroll that have the letter 'D' written on it appeared with a 'poof'.
Unravelling it, everyone watched as she went through the scroll. "It's not a lot, only four billion dollars."
"FOUR FUCKING BILLION DOLLARS?" Daimaru exclaimed. He knew that he was in a financial crisis but four billion dollar from Hotaru alone was just too much for him to pay. Not to mention the fact that there were other companies he owed money to because he had made several wrong investment decisions. He had gone all over the place, trying to collect the amount that was needed and failing to do so until he met Osamu. All he got now was…Daimaru eyed the briefcase of cash.
He grabbed it and ran toward the front door.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Tenten spoke with a serious tone. "You don't want me to send my men after you."
"I have to find…" Daimaru said weakly.
"You can't find your wife." Tenten cut him off. "If you could, you would've found her already when she left with a man exactly three months after the honeymoon."
"How…how…unless…" Daimaru pointed accusingly at her. "You!"
"I have people reporting to me." Tenten stated. "I have nothing to do your predicament. If you should be angry with anyone, it should be your wife and yourself. Your wife for cheating you and yourself for being so stupid, allowing your wife to buy whatever she wanted without questioning it."
"However," Tenten said slowly. "I understand that your situation so I'm willing to give you some leeway. If you complete a task that I give you plus handing the three billion dollar you have in your hands back to me, then I'll just take a percentage of profit from your company every month until you pay back the one billion you owed."
Daimaru sighed as he placed the briefcase back onto the table in front of Tenten. "What task."
"Seven years ago, my father arranged a marriage between me and you." Tenten narrowed her eyes at the fat man before her. "I'm calling it off permanently."
"No way!" Daimaru protested loudly. He was able to gain a lot of advantage from Osamu because Osamu felt guilty for his daughter's departure. Also, he disagreed not because he is in love with the bitch before him, but rather, she was one of the owners of Hotaru! She is rich! If he marries her, then her money and Hotaru will automatically become his! Thinking of the possibilities of being able to pay back his debt immediately, Daimaru was more than determined to marry her.
At the back, Temari burst out laughing like she had said the funniest thing in the world. Looking at his auntie, Kentaro rolled his eyes.
Neji, on the other hand, remained emotionless.
Tenten shrugged. "Well, there's the other way…"
The truth is, Hotaru doesn't make a lot of money with just doing simple buying and selling interactions. A big chunk of profit comes from people not paying their imbursement and Hotaru charging interest at those people.
Tenten carefully explained that she had all the legal rights to take all his property (including his company), just like what he had done to her father half an hour before, also reminding him that he has to take legal and monetary responsibility for the loss of the things in the Asakura Household.
She thought that a man like Daimaru would choose choice number 1. After all, there wasn't that many times when she was actually so lenient.
However, he chose choice number 3.
Daimaru pulled Tenten up from her spot. Facing her, he took a kurai and held it just a hair away from her neck.
"Stay back!" The fat man yelled as the rest of the people in the room went tense.
"You know." Tenten said calmly, in a tone like she was talking about the weather. "I'm not the sole owner of Hotaru. Even if you kill me, the other owners will make you pay as well."
Kentaru groaned, only his mother would provoke the fat guy even more when he's pointing a weapon at her.
"Shut up!" Daimaru jerked her by the arm; he turned to the lawyer that was still in the room. "Write up a contract immediately, stating that everything I owed to Hotaru is cancelled and that Tenten is to marry me as soon as possible."
The lawyer wrote what Daimaru wanted and placed the piece of paper on the wooden table. He stepped away quickly, not wanting to get more involved than needed. The reason why he chose to become a lawyer instead of a shinobi is to avoid danger. Apparently, being here right now isn't helping.
Daimaru grabbed the contract and shoved to Tenten's face. "Sign it!"
The air around him was getting colder by the minute. It was as if the temperature of the room was dropping…which is impossible since it is already summer. Daimaru dismissed the thought by telling himself that his mind was playing tricks at him. It was probably caused by the nervousness he was feeling as he was threatening a person with a sharp weapon in front of a Hyuuga for the first time.
"I would." Tenten said as she eyed Daimaru, not bothering to even look at the piece of paper. "But it'll be polygamy."
"Why you—" The fat man was determined to show her who's boss. Therefore, he thrust the knife toward her throat.
However, he couldn't move.
He was turned into a block of ice almost instantly.
Tenten slowly move aside, looking at the human popsicle that was once called Daimaru. To her, it was kind of pathetic, since he was forced to remain in the same position. She shook her head.
"Looks like my husband said no."
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