"My purse! That man stole my purse!"

The scream echoed down the street, snapping Tenten out of her thoughts. She looked around for the source of the sound and spotted a large man barrelling towards her, his face set in a determined line as he sprinted away from the distressed lady.

Before she could even register the scene properly, Tenten sprung into action. She took a step to the side and waited until the man was passing her. Timing it perfectly, Tenten whipped her arm out in front of the assailant and clotheslined him. The man jerked backwards from the impact, a pained grunt escaping his mouth as he crashed to the concrete.

Tenten stepped on his chest and bent down to pry the purse out of the man's hands, ignoring his profanities as he tried to push her boot off him.

Tenten noticed blood seep onto the concrete by his head and she allowed a satisfied smirk to grace her lips. "You took a nasty hit to the head on your way down." She told him. "Serves you right for trying to steal from a defenceless woman."

"Get off me!" He writhed beneath her, finally managing to push her foot away. The would-be thief stumbled to his feet and growled, eyes menacing. He lunged for her, but Tenten wasn't worried. She easily sidestepped him before kicking at his legs, toppling him once more.

"You should probably quit before you embarrass yourself in front of all these people." The pair had attracted quite a crowd, many of the onlookers filming the encounter on their phones.

A police officer jogged towards them, having heard the commotion. "What's the problem here?" He asked, taking in the scene. The man was lying face down, Tenten's boot pressed against his back once again.

Tenten sent the officer a cheery smile. "Good morning, officer. This man tried to steal a lady's purse. As you can see, he wasn't successful."

The policeman was clearly surprised, but he bent down to handcuff the thief behind his back. "I appreciate your help, ma'am." He acknowledged with a nod. "I'll be taking him downtown for questioning. I'll need yourself and the lady to come as well, though, if you don't mind?"

"Of course. I'll hand this back to her and let her know."

Tenten found the woman halfway down the street, where she had first been attacked. The lady was shaking, so Tenten helped her onto a bench before kneeling in front of her with a reassuring smile.

"A police officer is taking the man into custody. You'll need to go downtown too, to make a statement. Are you up for it?" Tenten's voice was warm, her tone kind as she spoke to the distressed woman.

"Y-yes, I will be fine." The lady took a hold of Tenten's hands and smiled. "That was very brave of you, what you just did. Thank you."

"It was nothing." Tenten gave the lady's hands a reassuring squeeze. "I'm glad you weren't hurt. Here," she handed the lady her purse and helped her stand. "We can go along with the officer, if you would like-"

Tenten cut herself off, distracted by the rapid sound of a camera shutter nearby. She turned her head and her eyes fell on a camera, aimed directly at her. The person behind the device didn't seem fazed that they were caught red handed; instead using the opportunity to take another photo of her.

"Will you be okay going with the officer alone?" She asked, turning once again to the woman. "It seems I've got something to do before I head to the station."

The lady seemed confused, but she nodded. "Of course. Thank you again for your help."

Tenten's smile was brief before she turned away, already intent on her next task. "Don't mention it. I'm always happy to help."

She left the woman then, turning back around to where the person was still standing, camera pointed at her. She glowered down the barrel of the camera, her hands balled into fists as she stalked towards the individual.

I'm going to smash that expensive looking camera right into your face.

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She hadn't realized just how tall the person was, until she was standing directly in front of him. Tenten wasn't short by any means, but still, this man stood another half a head above her, forcing her to have to look up to catch the hidden eye behind the lens.

She did so with a glare, using the full force of her don't-mess-with-me persona she normally reserved for scumbags like the purse thief. "What do you think you're doing?" She propped her hands on her hips, staring the taller man down. He finally removed the camera from his face and Tenten had to stifle a gasp.

The man was gorgeous. Tenten wasn't normally one to swoon over members of the opposite sex, but there was no denying the attraction she felt as he looked at her for the first time, face unobstructed by his camera.

His long, dark brown—practically black—hair was tied in a loose ponytail behind his back, a complete contrast to his light, lavender coloured eyes. A slow smirk spread across his lips at her perusal, but it wasn't until he arched an eyebrow that Tenten snapped out of her musings.

"I'm sorry, was I disturbing you?" His voice was rich, like chocolate, and just as addicting. Tenten realized that if she wasn't careful, she could be in a lot of trouble very quickly because of this man.

Tenten shook her head, dispelling her wandering thoughts, and glared at him again. "Yes actually, you were. I don't appreciate my photo being taken without my consent."

"That's a shame, because I enjoy photographing beauty." His smirk was still in place, but his eyes were serious. Tenten's face reddened, both at the man's words and the intense look in his eyes.

Just as she was about to open her mouth, the man turned on his heel and walked away. She followed, annoyed at his sudden departure. "Excuse me, I'm not finished talking to you." She hurried to catch up him, having to pump her legs to match his long, fluid strides. "I'd appreciate it if you would delete those photos." The man continued to ignore her, turning a corner and prompting her to follow. "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

The man stopped suddenly, taking Tenten off guard, and she ran into him with a soft oof. She hadn't been paying attention to their surroundings, and she now found herself in a quiet alleyway, far from the busy main street they had started on.

The man turned to her, his eyes glinting darkly and Tenten suddenly felt the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. He stalked towards her, his steps slow and measured, as if he had all the time in the world. Tenten backed away from him until her back hit the wall. "Don't even think about trying anything. I'm a black belt in both Taekwondo and Aikido."

His intense gaze burned into Tenten, igniting a fire deep within her that she didn't fully understand. His arms came up to rest against the wall by her head and he leaned in close, his lips mere inches from hers.

"Feel free to stop me, if you want." He barely gave her time to reply before his mouth was on hers, hungry and hot and demanding.

Tenten's eyes widened in shock, a gasp escaping her lips and the man used this to his advantage by slipping his tongue into her mouth. His tongue found hers and caressed it, tempting her to play with him.

Every instinct she had to push him away fled, and Tenten pushed against his tongue with her own, a string having snapped somewhere inside her and causing her to lose control.

The man let out a satisfied groan, as if he had known all along she wouldn't resist him. Cocky bastard. She thought to herself before pushing all other rational thoughts to the back of her mind. His hands slid to her neck, bringing her lips closer, before they trailed down her sides, skimming her body until they rested against her hips. Tenten responded in kind by wrapping her arms around his neck, her passion igniting for this man she didn't even know.

His lips left hers and made their way down her jaw until they found her neck, where he then proceeded to suck and nibble the skin there. Tenten moaned when he found a particular sensitive spot and he bit down on it, smirking against her skin as he did so.

Tenten's arms tightened around his neck and she couldn't stop the gasp that escaped her lips from his ministrations. He made his way back to her lips and kissed her again. He tasted like mint, with just a hint of cinnamon, and Tenten realized she was very quickly becoming addicted to it.

Just as suddenly as he had started, the man stopped, disentangling her arms from his neck and taking a step back. His eyes had darkened, his breathing laboured as he sent her a predatory grin. "If you want to continue this later, I will be at the Hatake's Lightening Bar from seven o'clock tonight. Feel free to come find me."

And with that, the man turned and walked away, leaving a very confused and very flustered Tenten behind.

This brand new AU is thanks to my Nejiten Drabble Prompt #17. I liked seeing Neji in a role different from usual and before I knew it, a plot had developed in my mind and I had started writing. That being said, I know he may seem a little OOC to some of you, which is understandable. I'm trying to write his character as true to form as I can, while still incorporating this new side of him to the story.

At the moment, the story is rated T, but I may have to change it to M in later chapters. I'm not expecting to write anything explicit, but I also don't want to get in trouble either.

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Please stick with me if you want to see how the story unfolds. As always, I live for reviews, so please send some through if you liked part one.