Disclaimer: See chapter one. Didn't feel like repeating myself. There'll be language, violence and a possible citrusy moment or two involved...as long as I don't forget myself... jk... :)

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Chapter 3: Jealousy Looks Good On You

Tenten and Genma stood in the clearing on her former team's training grounds. Not only had he agreed to help make Neji jealous, but he'd thrown in training with her as a bonus. She was relieved that she wouldn't have to search for a partner, and that she didn't have to worry about her skills rusting from disuse.

The gorgeous Jounin had been incredibly helpful so far. He'd been instructing her in the ways of making a man jealous. Those lessons had included Genma touching, flirting and kissing her. To Genma's laughing delight, whenever he did any of the previously mentioned to her, her face turned as red as a ripe tomato. So little by little he'd broken that habit as long as it was him, and not some other guy, doing the touching, flirting, or kissing.

Jumping backwards to avoid the multiple, deadly senbons headed her way, Tenten brought her staff in front of her. Twirling the long, pole rapidly in front of her she deflected all but one. That solitary senbon eased past her defenses to stab deeply into her leg.

A brief look of pain crossed her face; then it was gone as if never existing.

Worriedly, Genma shouted her name, "Tenten, are you alright?"

"Fine."

Why was her vision blurring? It was so sudden. To her knowledge, she'd not been exposed to any kind of poison, so what was causing this? Falling backwards, hard, on her pride, the brunette shook her head attempting to clear the fog covering it.

"What's wrong with me", she muttered. Gathering her strength, she tried to stand on shaky legs, only her body refused to cooperate.

Genma running towards her said, "No, Tenten. Stay down. I'll help you.!"

Upon reaching her, he dropped to his knees before her. An eyebrow raised as a giggle escaped her lips. "What's so funny, young lady?"

"You. Do you realize what this looks like?" Her giggles escalated into laughter. Full blown laughter.

"Would that bother you", he retaliated. To be honest, he wouldn't mind trying any of his moves on the beautiful, talented kunoichi. If she could handle weaponry as well as she did...what could she do to a man in the bedroom?

Turning pink, she replied shyly, "Not as long as it's you." Embarrassed, she bowed her head to look at the ground.

Getting down to business, he bent to remove the senbon when he felt a familiar presence. "Ten, bear with me. We have an audience, so whatever I do...pretend you're enjoying it. Okay?"

Tenten nodded. She didn't trust her mouth to form the words much less speak them. She could only wait in anticipation for Genma to reveal his actions.

Gently, Genma placed his hand lightly on the pale skin above her ankle. Slowly, torturously, he moved his palm up the smooth skin towards her injury. Pausing to check her reaction he was surprised.

Tenten had allowed herself to get swept up in the movement, her head falling back, mouth slightly open, chest heaving. Her appearance was that of a woman on the verge of being seduced. Exactly what her partner in crime wanted. Perfect.

Her small, pouting lips elicited a throaty moan. She sighed as his large hand continued it's trek up her leg until he reached her upper thigh.

Wrapping his hand around the offending metal, he gave a sharp yank, and out it came. That wasn't the only that came...

Tenten gave a loud, lusty cry as the senbon was jerked from her leg. Not realizing what she'd done, she looked at Genma. Lust radiated in not only her eyes, but his as well.

Bringing out a bandage from his pants pocket, he cleaned her wound, then dressed it. Leaning forward, he placed a hot, open-mouthed kiss, with a little tongue on the unsuspecting kunoichi. Once again, her response shocked him. He'd be lucky not to get his ass kicked after this. But for now...might as well enjoy the pleasure.

Neji watched as Genma's hand moved further and further up Tenten's leg. Incensed he swore he'd make the older man pay for his disrespect. However, His former team mate seemed to enjoy his advances. Oh, the fire of jealousy burned strong! Why did she pick this lecherous son of a bitch? What did Genma have that he, himself, didn't? Besides experience...nothing.

His white eyes snapped wider as her moans increased, getting louder, he witnessed her head falling back; he heard one last really loud, primal cry. It sounded like a cross between pain and pleasure. If Genma knew what was best for him he'd back off; leave her alone. Tenten was his; always would be.

Caught up in the nature of things, Genma reached down, placing her arms around his neck as he ravished her on the training field.

She couldn't believe how he was making her feel. His perfect mouth teasing hers into opening; all the while slipping his tongue past her lips to teach her more about what she longed for; wanted. At the same time...she couldn't help but wish it was Neji doing all these things to her; making her feel the way she was feeling. The whole situation felt wrong, but for now, Genma helped her to feel sort of right, for once. But Neji would make her feel all right if he was here.

Getting angrier and angrier by the second, Neji whispered, "Byakugan." He wanted to make certain his friend wasn't being bewitched by a jutsu or medicinal concoction. He observed the movements between the heated couple, but saw no evidence of an active jutsu or anything else off that would cause their behavior. Odd. How could she want, much less welcome, the perverted man's advances?

Unable to endure any more of their foolishness, he stepped out from hiding. White eyes furious, his body tight with anger, he calmly spat, "Shuranui, get away from her now!"

Lazily pulling his eyes from Tenten to glare at Neji. Smirking, he leaned down caressing her cheek, he whispered, "Back in a minute, darlin'." Winking at first her, then Neji, he taunted him, "Or what, Hyuuga? Are you gonna Heavenly Spin me to death, or perhaps glare a hole through me?"

Brown eyes locked with white. Genma casually stood to face Neji. The tense feelings between them so palpable, stretched tight; everything in the clearing had gone silent. The birds stopped chirping and the squirrels ceased their playful vocal banter while scampering about in the green canopy.

The two of them strode towards the other prepared to fight. Anger in their eyes, they immediately fell into sparring position. Only this time, it wasn't for training. The purpose was to hurt, if not kill.

Leaping to her feet, Tenten through herself into a burst of speed. Landing between the two of them she put a hand on each of their chests. "Stop it", she cried. "Aren't you two supposed to be above this behavior? I thought we all we're adults here!"

Skewering them both with a heated gaze, she continued. "Neji, why the hell do you care? You had your chance and blew it the same night! And as for me sleeping with Genma, in your eyes I was guilty no matter what was said or really happened. You never bothered to ask me! Me!"

"How was I to ask you? You were never around. You were always up his", pointing to Genma, "ass, and he was all over you. So when was I supposed to catch you alone? It wasn't at night because you weren't ever home. You were at his house letting him have his way with you and turning you into Genma's whore of the week."

Without warning, Genma shoved Tenten to the side, punching Neji square in the mouth; blood trickled down to his amusement. Pointing at him, he narrowed his brown eyes in fury.

"You deserved that you self-righteous, rich asshole! If you were really her friend, and partner, you'd never accuse her of something she's not. How dare you! She's been there for you, stood up for you and never gave a damn what anyone said about you! That's right, Hyuuga, you were her friend. Someone she deemed worthy of protecting through friendship and whatever else she had to give. Personally, " he paused to sneak a look at the worried kunoichi, "I think you were a gigantic waste of her time. She can do better, much, much better."

Genma moved to strike again, but Neji blocked; countering with a spinning kick which the older, more battled seasoned man easily blocked. The blows, punches and kicks thrown landed, and some were blocked and countered. Senbons rained down and Heavenly Spin spun them in all directions.

Neji noticed several heading for Tenten, but she seemed to be frozen in her spot. Frozen by the horror happening before her, she couldn't move. Muscles paralyzed and uncooperative, the weapon's mistress didn't realized she'd moved until she felt a pair of strong arms surrounding her.

Looking up, Ten saw a pair of beautiful, snow-white eyes watching her reaction.

"Tenten, are you alright?"

Despite the anger he felt towards her, her safety outweighed whatever negative emotions existed. His tone conveyed genuine worry and concern. As did the grip he held her in. Sitting her down, he held fast to her, afraid that her small body would fall under the shock.

"Why'd you say those mean things, Neji? None of them are true!"

Sneaking a glance at Genma, he nodded at her. It was time to go before someone got hurt. She could only stare at Neji, dismayed that he'd spewed such mean-spirited words aimed at her. What had happened to the Neji she'd known and grown to love? Where had he gone? Her heart was breaking under the tense circumstances woven between them. Could they go back to the way they were? Or would it be one of life's impossibilities?

If it hadn't been for that night after leaving the bar...she wouldn't be the subject of his icy demeanor. His actions cut her to the quick. His sharp words and glances, more painful than the deepest kunai that could pierce her pale skin. It was time to go, and she hoped Neji would forgive her, but she had to do what was best for her.

Pulling Genma's head down, she kissed him tenderly; throwing all of her feelings, and love, into the intimate gesture all the while wishing it was Neji. Instinctively, she knew that Genma was aware of the reasons behind her kiss and wouldn't think less of her for it. In fact, he'd probably congratulate her for being so ballsy in front of Neji. After all, he knew how she really felt about him, not that the cold bastard deserved her, but he'd help her because that's what Tenten truly wanted. She wanted Neji.

Pulling her into his taut arms, he leaped into the trees and away from a fuming, pissed off black-haired Byakugan user. The duo heard the sound of a tree crashing to the ground.

Twisting her head to glance back, Tenten's eyes widened in awe. "Genma, he trashed a tree! I can see the huge wooden slabs from here! Boy...he must really be pissed!"

"That he is, my girl...that he is."

Genma couldn't help but feel a smug satisfaction for his part in their charade. It felt so great to get under the Hyuuga's skin, rankle his feathers, and rattle his chains. Kami, it felt so good! He'd always longed for an opportunity to put the Hyuuga heir in his place. He admitted it felt really damn good!

The two shinobi continued back to the village, glad to see the gates they strolled casually through the gates and down the crowded street. No one seemed to notice that they held hands or emitted signs of affection for each other. No one outside of one, Neji Hyuuga, who watched them, hurt and frustration on his face and in his heart.

What could he do to bring her back? How could he whisk her away from that neanderthal's grip? He had to do something! It was imperative. Thinking hard, he wondered who could help him when the right person crossed his mind.

"Aha! That's it! I know just the person to help me."

Speedily walking down the street, Neji headed to find the one person who was guaranteed to be able to help him and cure his romantic woes. Soon, his thin form melted and mixed in with the crowd, countlessly tired people, exhausted from a full day's work, hurrying home for the evening.

Kakashi walked into the house which was unusually quiet. Worried, he walked quickly down the hall. Peeking in Seiki's room...he wasn't there. Okay, that wasn't normal. Usually he'd make some sort of noise.

Pausing for a second, he waited for the small, male voice to greet him; his body almost knocking him over from the overexuberant hug that he loved to give. But nothing. No voice shouted to him. No little one ran out to welcome his father home. Strange. Moving quickly through the house, he searched all the rooms save one.

"Seike? Sakura?" He called out to them in case they were in back and couldn't hear him. His adrenaline began pumping in answer to the growing fear. Where were they? Running down the hall, he burst into his and Sakura's bedroom, and there she was. Resting, sleeping peacefully.

She looked so beautiful, the sun's rays sofly highlighting her sleeping form. Her skin so pale, he wondered if she was ill. Of course if she was she hadn't said anything. Hating to wake her, but feeling the need to know their son's whereabouts, he sat down beside her.

Leaning down to press a gentle kiss on her soft, pink lips, he applied more pressure until his wife moaned; showing signs of waking, wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him back.

A dark, concerned eye stared down at her. "Sakura, are you alright?"

"Yes, why?"

She gazed up at him through heavy lidded eyes. She hadn't been given the opportunity to get her nap out. Sakura wished he'd get it out so she could fall back to sleep. Her body was exhausted, completely worn out. She'd taken Seiki to the park and he'd ran her ragged.

"Sakura, where's Seiki?"

Stretching and yawning, she replied sleepily, "He's staying the night at Uncle Naruto's tonight."

"Uncle Naruto's. Are you sure", he questioned cautiously.

Sighing, she impatiently stated, "Yes. At least Naruto won't get him hooked on a perverted, porn series by the name of Icha, Icha!"

"No, he'll just get him hooked on ramen."

Sticking her tongue out at her husband, she fired back, "Well, ramen I can deal with, not a five year old speaking perverse quotations from one of his father's books!"

Kakashi stayed quiet as he had no answer for that one, not yet anyway. Studying her face, he noticed how worn and fragile she appeared. But how to say it without offending her feminine sensibilities? Swallowing hard, Kakashi jumped right in. Maybe she was having a good day and would forgive him easily.

"Sakura, you haven't caught an illness from working at the hospital, have you?"

Narrowing her green eyes, she asked him suspiciously, "No. Why?"

Scratching the back of his head, which he did when nervous, Kakashi's thin, muscular frame scooted closer towards her, the mattress dipping lower from his added weight.

"You just seem so tired, and pale lately. And when I came home just now, you looked so exhausted I thought maybe you'd caught some small virus while working."

Closing his eye, he waited for the blow upside his head. But it never came. Instead, he heard her burst of laughter.

"What? Did I say something funny?"

Shaking her head, she said between giggles, "No, but I have something to tell you."

His eye becoming lustful, his voice seductive as he said, "Really? And just what would that be?"

Knowing how excited he'd be after her news, she plowed right ahead telling him. "I'm pregnant, Kakashi. We're gonna have a baby!"

For a moment he sat stock still, but recovered quickly. Wrapping her in a hug, the excited Jounin kissed her senseless. His lips telling her everything he felt in that one moment.

Climbing through her open window, a shadowed figure silently brushed the curtains aside; stealthily crossed the floor to her bed where she lay silently sleeping.

Leaning over her, a hand tenderly stroked her cheek and she rubbed her soft skin against the strong palm that caressed her. Buns had been taken down, her hair spread over her pillow, Tenten never looked more angelic than tonight, he thought.

Bending closer, he gently kissed her barely parted lips while placing something under her pillow. Sensing her body's signs of waking the mysterious man kissed her one more time before hurrying towards the window; leaping out as quietly as he came.

Her sixth sense blaring Tenten woke. Sitting up quickly, her sleepy eyes surveyed the room...but nothing. She could've sworn she felt someone in the room with her, but as she glanced carefully around...she sensed no one. There wasn't so much as a chakra signature or any other hint to verify her suspicions.

Laying back down, her hand rubbed her face, she turned on her side, and that same hand slipped underneath her pillow. Flexing her fingers, the weapon's mistress hit a sharp edge of something...

Curious, she drug it out. Lighting a candle, she unfolded the paper that had been lying underneath her. How'd it get there? She knew it hadn't been there before going to bed so someone had been here! Triumphantly, she read the contents, tears flowing from her eyes. He'd been here! Reading it again, she smiled through her tears as she read:

Tenten,

This letter of sorts speaks the words that my heart won't. It tells you of the feelings my lips won't allow to pass. I've never been able to easily express my emotions, and to be honest, at times, they're a hindrance. But these words echo the sentiments that my heart and lips realize. And one day I'll be free to fully speak what you need to hear.

Do you have a reason, a purpose for living?

Does each breath count, or is it a missed chance?

When your time arrives, will you sit out or dance?

Who will you laugh for, cry for?

For you there's nothing I wouldn't do.

Turn night into day, all for you.

Whatever it takes to see you through.

I'll give you a reason, a purpose.

I'll breathe for you when it's not enough.

When your times arrives, with you I'll dance.

I'll live for you, die for you.

I'll give anything and everything for you.

I'll laugh for you, and I'll cry for you.

When time makes you forget,

remember everything I lived for...

all that I've been, was all for you.

There was no signature, but she knew from whom it came. Smiling while clutching the letter with such sweet words to her chest, she vowed to make things right between them. Maybe Sakura had been right after all. Maybe it'd taken Neji to get so riled up, his chance with her shaken, to force him into seeing what he stood to lose should he continue taking her for granted.

Wiping the tears from her eyes, Tenten reverently folded the letter and placed it underneath her pillow, and for the first time in so long fell into a fast, sweet sleep filled with dreams of her only love.

A/N: yeah, yeah...I know...the ending was sappy as hell,but I wanted it that way...btw, the lyrics in the letter is one of my own personal lyrics that I'd written called My Reason. Please let me know how you liked the story and the lyrics...pretty please:) Later...Have a great week everyone!