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Disclaimer: Naruto doesn't belong to me, otherwise the NejiTen would be canon.

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Chapter 9. Pleasant memory

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He watched them from the roof, Tenten and her husband walking like a couple of sweethearts on their first date, telling stories and laughing silly. Somewhere along the way Toshio stopped, picked a rose from a garden and put it to her ear as he gave her a shy kiss and they continued walking – Tenten hated roses!

The walks he and Tenten took when they were together were never like the scene he was now witnessing, they were teammates, they were friends, and then they were secretly a couple. The walks with insipid chats and goofy smiles were for others, in fact, most of the time during their first year, the brunette and he spent most of the time arguing, and it was precisely arguing that everything started.

Everything was very surreal the first time it happened, they were arguing about the invulnerability of his byakugan, she reminded him that he had a blind spot, and he in his eternal pride said that with training he had managed to overcome it. Their faces were quite close when she had taken a step closer and had collided their lips, for an instant he thought Tenten had stumbled but the red color of her cheeks and the myriad of run-on excuses that came out of her mouth made it clear to him that it was completely intentional, but before even processing what had happened she ran away, leaving him alone on the field.

The next time they saw each other she acted as if nothing had happened, so he followed her lead and when they were again engaged in a discussion, this time about the disadvantages of ninjutsu versus taijutsu it was him who decided to shorten the distance and get something more than a clash of lips, it was a soft and slow kiss that showed the inexperience of both, but prolonged. The silence after this action didn't dissolve, he didn't know what to say about it, and Tenten looked like she couldn't even remember her own name, so each one went home without saying a word. At the beginning things were like that, they ended heated discussions with kisses without talking about it, until they simply got tired of looking for a reason to kiss, after all they didn't need it, did they?

He exhaled the air heavily, a slight shout from Tenten startled him to then discover that it had started to drizzle, water only scared cowards and women with makeup or elaborate hairstyles, Tenten classified in the second category, he smiled half-sideways thinking that Toshio probably did too. He was going to go down from the roof to indicate them where they could take shelter while they managed to solve the water issue so they could get to the meeting but it wasn't necessary, Tenten was already under the roof and the small breeze with water disappeared as fast as it appeared. The couple under him continued their way accelerating the pace so they wouldn't be surprised again.

He liked the rain, it was good for activating the circulation in the body, it helped to stop the chickens and above all it brought back pleasant memories.

The sun was at its peak, the day could be considered the hottest of the year but that wouldn't stop them from training. To tell the truth, the weather wasn't a factor they took into account because battles weren't only fought in spring.

The afternoon quickly turned into a blur of time and before they knew it large drops of water were beginning to fall all over the village.

"We should stop!" Tenten shouted at him from where she stood, without answering he jumped closer and reminded her that it was just water, "Neji," she slowly mumbled, "we might get sick if we stay in the rain," he weighed her words finally agreeing with her.

They simply stopped the training, and headed to her house which was the closest. After a long discussion about how irresponsible it would be for him to keep getting wet, and go to the Clan grounds on the other side of the village, the brunette had managed to convince him to go inside the residence and wait for the weather to get better.

His clothes were soaked and dripping water, but his pride prevented him from complaining about it, it was Tenten who told him that he could take a hot shower while she put the clothes to dry, and he refused saying that it was fine like that, starting another discussion. He kissed her, she kissed him back with such passion that it was impossible for him not to match her, and prevent that his hand, which used to be resting on her waist, went down and rested on her butt to squeeze it lightly and make the embrace closer, if that was possible. The surprise in her was visible, although there was no sign of disapproval, quite the contrary, she began to caress his chest over the wet clothes and then to intrude them underneath it.

"Yo... you should take off your clothes," she insisted again, taking off the top of his suit, "to dry them."

"Hmmmm," he sought her lips again and removed one of his hands from her ass and directed it to her breasts, but without intending to touch them, only to undo the buttons of the blouse she was wearing, "I think you should too."

Feeling that the garment was open and as if she had remembered something, Tenten separated from him, she was completely blushing, her blush extended to her neck and what could be seen of her chest, her pupils dilated and her breathing accelerated. She was going to run away, he could tell in the way she suddenly started to blink, it was exactly the same as the day she first kissed him, she had dared to cross the boundary, but once she found out she could be punished for it, she would hide and then pretend nothing had happened.

Her left foot took a step back and he took a step forward grabbing her waist again and kissing her passionately.

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It was a dream, she was sure it was a dream. Any minute now the alarm would ring, and she would curse all her ancestors for waking up alone in bed and in the best part of what she dreamed. But it felt so good what was happening – was it a sin to say she was enjoying the dream and didn't want the morning to come?

A slight moan escaped her throat and a shiver ran through her upper body as she let go of the soaked blouse, the Neji in that dream she liked, he didn't argue as much as the one in real life, and he was a little more willing. The real one had never been able to touch her butt the way that one had, much less would he have removed her bra at the same time as her blouse or kissed her breasts the way that Neji was doing at that moment.

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It was spectacular, the woman in front of him and now corroborated that she was dressed in clothes too big for that wonderful body. He looked up and saw her completely ecstatic, so he continued kissing her breasts slowly while he began to release her also soaked pants, she didn't resist, even once he removed her pants. Sanity had left him, the always annoying voice in his head that judged him all the time and told him right and wrong, instead of screaming as it used to do, was turned off.

He felt like he was going to explode, he wanted to do what he had dreamed of so many times, and why he woke up with a terrible pain in his crotch. To satiate that instinct that Tenten was awakening lately with her kisses, and from what he noticed, he wasn't the only one who wanted it.

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She was in the middle of the living room, with only her panties on and Neji kissing her with a superhuman passion, she felt her intimacy wet and throbbing, slight twinges made her moan as if that way he would understand what she needed at that moment. However, since the Neji of that dream was so willing, she should take advantage, she slowly moved away from him, it was her turn to undress him.

The top of the suit was somewhere in the living room floor, but he still had a fishnet undershirt that she ripped off in a nimble movement, as if it were an encumbering object. She ran her hand over the bulge that was marked on Neji's pants, and he emitted a sound that resembled a grunt, which encouraged her to do it again, she repeated the action a couple of times and decided that the pants were unnecessary for him, she released the belt and the garment fell heavily to the floor. Neji went to kiss her again but she pulled away, took him by the hand and began to walk towards her bedroom.

He was lying down and she was sitting astride him, before laying him on the bed she had removed his underpants, and sitting that way she could slowly rub him to make them both emit moans of pleasure. Neji's gaze was animalistic, his white eyes at that moment were almost grey, but although she enjoyed the position she felt unsure of what to do, at that stage of her dream she used to wake up.

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He couldn't take it anymore, he felt like a predator being tempted by his prey, a prey that told him he could hunt her down, but not yet, and his devouring instinct wanted to get out of control. He liked what he felt with her sitting on him, with her giving him that delicious rubbing, but he wanted more. Impatiently he pulled her closer so he could kiss her and turn them on the bed with him on top, he moved away to remove the panty she was wearing and moved closer to her again to kiss her. He lowered one of his hands to intrude on her intimacy, pulling a loud moan from her and noticing that she was completely wet, he had heard other men comment that it meant that things were being done right, and that he could take the next step.

"Tenten?"

He whispered as he searched for the last drops of sanity he had left, she kissed him in response as she raised her hips a little to indicate that he could continue. With one thrust he sank down, enjoying the wonderful sensation, but she emitted a slight moan that made him open his eyes-

"Did I hurt you?" he asked coming to his senses, she shook her head but he was unable to move, common sense had returned to him and he decided to come out from inside her. But she shook her head again and moved in such a way that he could give her another thrust.

And there his common sense perished again, he didn't know how long they were there, his thrusts were urgent and her shouts urged him not to stop, until he felt her body fill with small spasms, making him reach his climax.

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Sometime during her dream she had begged that Neji to have sex with her again, she had to take advantage of it before she woke up. It had been a spectacular dream, now that she was awake, she looked around and stretched so she could get up, her whole body felt a little sore but nothing that a shinobi couldn't handle. She sat up in bed and looked around the room, on the floor were the panty from her dream and Neji's underwear.

Still unable to assimilate it, she turned to see on the other side of the bed the Hyūga's long hair spread across the pillow and part of the mattress.

"Ne-Neji," he turned on the bed and stood watching her silently, "Last night wasn't a dream, was it?" he slowly shook his head and she opened her eyes wide.

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Those chocolate eyes watched him in disbelief and her mouth moved up and down like a fish out of water, it was his turn to give her a short kiss and remind her that they should go to training.

What a long time ago those times were, and what a cold he had caught because his clothes hadn't dried but he still put them on. He also remembered his conscience reproaching him all the following time for what had happened, just as now he reproached him for being an imbecile and for having lost her, and now he had to serve as a bodyguard for her and her husband.

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Regards, Sally K.