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Chapter 3- The Moon: Full
The night air was cool. Her skin was pink and flushed, and the wind that whipped by gave her goosebumps and made her shiver. She smelled of musk, soap, sweat and rain, as it drizzled on her slowly, each drop seeming to sting as it hit her skin.
She didn't mind the rain. In fact it felt good. She felt cleansed, as if all the water was washing away all the grime she had accumulated through her mistakes.
How is it that her world could be swept out from under her in just a few hours?
She felt a mixture of elation and anxiety after her visit with Neji. For the first time since the end of the war her mind was on something other than her uselessness and discardability.
Tenten left the Hyuga compound with an obvious jubilance in her step. She was glad she didn't run into any of her friends on her way home because she didn't know what she'd explain to them after what had just occurred between her and Neji. In fact, she couldn't really explain it.
Neji had always been someone that was incredibly difficult to read. He'd been that way since they were young. It was odd to try and understand his actions when he showed his emotions, even small ones like frustration and smugness. To see him succumb to something like passion was confusing to say the least.
It was confusing but thrilling; mystifying but tantalizing.
She felt her stomach flutter just thinking about how warm his lips were; any dream she had about him in the past was nothing compared to his actual presence. He was strangely graceful yet domineering; she could tell that he wanted to have things done his way.
Tenten bit her lip to conceal an impish grin. If he did insist on having control, she'd fight that. She enjoyed ruffling his feathers as it pulled actions out of him that he kept under strict control.
Despite the fact that she asserted that she wouldn't chase after him, Tenten felt she had to return to the compound. Neji never seemed like the type of man to play stupid games. His aloofness was limited to treating other people poorly. If she went to him for solace, she knew she wouldn't regret it.
So she did.
It was well after sundown when she arrived at the Hyuga compound. Luckily, one of his younger cousins was sneaking out just as she wanted to go inside. They made the silent agreement that Tenten being allowed entrance meant she'd keep whatever tryst the kid was going on between them.
The compound was quiet and nearly empty so her walk to Neji's chambers was brisk. Despite this, her stomach flipped anxiously though her mind was blank and at ease. Tenten was at his door all too soon, and knocking on it absent-mindedly soon after.
The door slid open and Tenten inhaled sharply, half of her wanted to run home before she embarrassed herself and the other half building the nerve to stay.
Neji stared down at her, his eyes holding amusement and surprise. He simply looked at her and said nothing for several moments. Tenten folded her arms in slight annoyance. "Are you going to let me in or not?" she snapped.
He raised his eyebrows feigning confusion. "I wasn't expecting you to come," he murmured. Something in his tone made Tenten blush; he was being sarcastic and playfully conceited. For whatever reason, she enjoyed it.
"Maybe I wanted to surprise you," she countered flimsily. Neji leaned against the threshold and studied her. "You did surprise me," he said. "Earlier." Her blush deepened and she placed her hands on her hips. "You couldn't have been too shocked. You did kiss me back."
He gave her and unreasonable look but stepped aside and allowed her entrance. Once the door was closed, he turned to face her. "When you did what you did this afternoon, I was... taken aback to say the least," Neji admitted. Tenten felt her stomach flip; this was it, he had regrets, she'd come back here fore nothing.
"You don't have to explain yourself," she interrupted. "We're friends and I crossed a boundary." She noticed him tense slightly, which usually meant he was annoyed. "Just because you crossed some boundary does not mean that my actions were any more appropriate," he stated with clenched teeth.
Tenten took a sharp breath. "You did it because–"
"I did it because I wanted to. I could have prattled about how sorry I was for the past year but I found a better way; at least, I thought it was better.," he said his voice softening. He approached her slowly and took her hands. "If you regret happened, then I apologize for exacerbating the situation."
"I don't regret it," Tenten assured quickly. She felt the strangest longing to tell him about how she'd craved what they did together for years now. "In fact, I," she swallowed and looked away from him. "Tell me," he whispered, his hands slowly massaging hers, his presence nearly overwhelming.
While the words were at the forefront of her mind, she couldn't bring her self to speak them. Her actions could tell him better than her stumbling over senseless words.
She slowly brought her hands to his face and pulled him into a gentle kiss. His hands circled around her waist and he pulled her closer. Her tongue lightly grazed over his lower lip and he gently sucked it. Tenten shuddered at the sensation and felt her knees buckle. He steadied her against him and continued the wet kiss while pinning her to a nearby wall.
His kiss continued along her jaw, while he quickly undid the buttons on her high collar down to the tops of her breasts. From there, he trailed his tongue down her neck. Tenten rested her head against the wall and moaned, her hands working to free him from his ornate robes. She knew she shouldn't pull so roughly on such beautiful silk, but at the moment, she didn't care. His outer robe fell to the floor easily, followed by another silk undershirt.
She eyed his firm muscles hungrily and caressed his broad chest and torso curiously. He groaned against her neck and found her lips once more, his fingers undoing the rest of the buttons on her shirt.
Her breasts were loosely bound and therefore easy to remove. As Neji went to work removing the binding, Tenten raised her hands above her head and quickly unpinned her two buns. She blushed, slightly embarrassed, when Neji ignored her chest to touch her hair and kiss her again.
He eventually tossed her bindings to the floor and tentatively moved his hands over her mounds. She gasped, surprised at how arousing it was to have his warm hands tease her a bit. He ran his thumbs over her nipples once; at hearing her sharp moan, he repeated the action to her pleasure.
The pleasure built between her legs and she reached to give him the same enjoyment she felt. She found his waistline and reached inside his pants to find him there, hard and warm.
Neji hissed and let her play with him. Tenten smiled impishly and ran her fingers along the length of him, them gently enclosed her hand around him, Neji's breathing was labored and erratic, though somehow he found the will to remove her hands from his length and pull down the baggy pants she was wearing.
Tenten momentarily felt a bit shy, though the feeling only lasted seconds, and was replaced with excitement when Neji lifted her, her legs wrapped around his waist, and carried her to his bed in the next room.
The space was decorated similarly to his office space, though the bed was covered with ornate blankets and pillows and was large enough to fit several people.
He sat her on the bed and removed his own pants. Tenten licked her lips in anticipation and eagerly kissed him when he joined her on the bed. His body was pressed against her own and the room seemed to be sweltering. Neji broke their kiss, breathless, and kissed from her neck, down to her breasts.
He took a nipple into his mouth and fondled the other with his hand. He didn't stay there long, however, and continued to travel down her body. He gingerly positioned himself between her legs and placed one of her knees over his broad shoulder.
Tenten quickly eased herself up on her elbows and gasped, "Wait. No one's ever–"
Her words of protest became a strained moan as Neji's tongue explored her folds. She threw her head back and collapsed against the bed, her breathing frantic. She'd never felt like this before. Sure she'd explored herself before, but it never felt like this.
"Neji, please," she sighed. "Higher."
He obliged, and with one stroke of his tongue, she climaxed, a scream nearly pulling itself from her throat.
Tenten struggled to catch her breath as Neji climbed up her body. She pulled him in for a quick kiss and rolled so that she and laying on top of his chest. She smiled at the perplexed look on his face and tightly straddled his waist.
While he looked vaguely annoyed with her actions, Tenten knew he'd enjoy this. She felt for his manhood and brought it to her core, shifted her hips and let him completely fill her. "Oh," she moaned, the feeling of him inside her new but fantastic. Neji's eyes were shut, but when they opened he roughly thrust up into her.
Tenten moaned again and quickly moved up and down against him. She pressed her hands against his chest for additional support while he gripped her hips and softly grunted with each thrust.
She felt her pleasure building and knew she wouldn't last much longer. The pressure built in her center snapped and this time she did scream, his name a desperate cry on her lips.
Neji took the opportunity to adjust so he was hovering over her once more and continued to move inside her. Tenten lopped her arms around his neck and kissed along his jaw and down his neck. He murmured her name into her ear and found her lips as he reached his own peak.
She listened to his ragged breathing as Neji pulled out of her and rolled onto his back. Tenten snuggled against him and placed her head on his chest and her put a strong arm around her waist.
"Hmm," she whispered contently, "That was..." She sighed and propped herself on her elbow to kiss him on the cheek. Neji pivoted and kissed her lips, the kiss slowly turning passionate and heavy.
Neji broke the kiss gently and caressed her cheek. "I know you needed this," he murmured and pressed his lips on her forehead.
The words he said, however, made the hairs on her neck stand.
"What do you mean by that?" she asked with a nervous laugh. Neji looked down at her, puzzled. "What?"
Tenten pulled away from him and suddenly felt cold and exposed. "I just want to know what you meant by what you said."
Neji sat up, his eyes cool and cautious. "Don't be this way," he said softly. Tenten frowned, her aggravation building. "If you would just do what I asked, we wouldn't have a problem."
"It seems like you want whatever I said to be horrible, when it wasn't," he replied.
Tenten drew herself up. "You think I need this," she said motioning to him and the bed. "Well, I don't. I never have."
"Then let me explain–"
Tenten barely heard him. She was too busy scrambling to collect her clothes. She couldn't put into words why she was so upset, but she was. Neji eventually stood behind her as she dressed.
"You're being ridiculous," he said. "You should know that I never meant to insult you." He gently touched her bare shoulder and murmured, "Now, please, stay with me tonight."
"No! I– I don't need or want your pity. I know that's all this was for you, so just leave me alone."
Tenten turned to exit, but Neji gripped her arm and glared at her angrily. "Don't make me out to be this way," he spat. "As I said this afternoon, I know this year has been hard for you, but don't take that out on me."
She pulled away from him furiously. "Why shouldn't I?! You didn't give a damn about me before today. You didn't care to reach out and find me and see if I was okay. You were the only person I could trust and yet you acted like I didn't exist until today."
She didn't look at him, but when Neji spoke, his voice was soft though unreadable. "I can't defend my actions. But if you would allow me to explain–"
"No. I don't need your explanation," she muttered, her voice hoarse. Her throat was throbbing and she felt like crying. She hadn't cried since her father died.
Tenten's feet were heavy when she moved to leave again.
This time he didn't stop her.
The rain was cool and gentle when she left the Hyuga compound. It was pelting her though, when she neared her home.
She didn't cry, though she desperately wanted to. She needed to expel some feeling, but all of her emotions felt distant. By the time she made it home, she didn't have the wherewithal to dry herself or change out of her clothes.
Laying on her bed felt like lying on needles and she willed herself to stay awake because she knew she'd dream of Neji if she slept.
She had a few merciful weeks where she felt that her life had purpose. She felt like she was meant to travel and to learn. She was meant to find her mother. For a few hours, Neji made her feel wanted and even cherished.
If only he didn't feel obligated to comfort her.
Pity.
She'd rather be stabbed with hundreds of blades before ever feel pitied again. Especially pitied by someone she respected and admired.
She knew it was unlikely, but she knew she couldn't bear to look at him again. Not after what they shared together and what it all subsequently meant.
Finding Takara would keep her progressing forward and take her mind off of Konoha for a while.
She would leave in the morning.
She had too.
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