Domo arigato for Shikyo Yaiba-nee-chan for inspiring me to write this drabble! I don't know why, but after all my ventures with my friends over this Thanksgiving break, I really need a massage, so while we were PMing each other, she brought up the topic. ;)

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Or masseuse Neji. ;)

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Drabble Nineteen – Relax

Dedicated to my hardworking friends and "family", including:

Shikyo Yaiba (Twin sis. :D)

Nefaith

AsianAnimeGoddess

And others too!

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Steam enveloped Tenten into a bundle of sweat and content moaning. She had anticipated the trip to the spa for many, many, many months now – and she has been quite the joyful woman this week. Obviously, Neji was not up for it – him being the pessimist as always – and he had not planned it.

But, as a fellow "woman" I should say, the girls' friends had planned it – of the female species. In fact, even Sabaku no Temari had gone along with this. After all, being one allied with Konoha in the Sound vs. Fire war has to have day offs as anyone would.

Tenten blissfully moaned again and muttered, "Nyaaaaa, this feels so good!"

Sakura clapped happily. "Hai! See what a nice, long steam can do for you?"

Blonde locks swapped Sakura across the face. "Damate forehead girl! I'm trying to relax!"

Tenten and Temari felt Sakura's angry aura rise. "Ino-pig!"

"Billboard brow!"

"Damate both of you!" Temari hollered through seeping pearly mist. The weapons mistress sighed through her smile.

"I'm going to get a massage…" Tenten dismissed and opened the door to the sauna hut. "Ja ne,"

But as she left, she forgot to note that the three kunoichi in the hut smiled devilishly.

Her feet beating against the emerald grass, Tenten walked towards the massage room – her towel barely clipping against her creamy skin. Ignoring the looks men were shooting her way, she hurried in the massage room and clicked the door closed.

The room was the perfect size – a lavender tone with a slight steam to it. Flowers of all kinds were hung from various places on the walls as a flat bed was placed in the middle of the room. Taking a chance, Tenten approached the rose embedded bed with caution – and once deemed safe (no attack from rapists) she laid down on her stomach, waiting for her masseuse.

A while came before Tenten felt someone ambling towards the cabin, walking in and setting down his pack. Somehow, his chakra felt familiar, so familiar, she was about to call his name when her tongue bet against it.

Tenten felt pressure apply to her shoulder blades when chakra flowed through her body slowly, softly. Moaning in sheer pleasure, she stirred around to fit her willing comfort. The masseuse pressed against her shoulders – rubbing them in a constant motion – and her joyful smile her response. Arching her back on contact, she sighed as she finally had the will power to speak.

"What's your name?" she questioned through an enchanted haze. She felt him smirk.

"You know me." The man replied through a monotone voice. She recognized that voice, and yet, it was too soft to think it was even him.

"Oh really? Then, how – may I ask – do I have the feeling that you're lying to me?" Tenten mused through a quirked brow.

He chuckled warmly. "Because I'm not."

"How so?" she snapped wittily and placed an indescribable gesture towards him. He stopped rubbing.

"I know you too well – and I care too much – to lie to you."

She rolled her eyes and puffed. "Well then, if you know me so well, what is my name?"

The man smirked and started to rub again. "You are Tenten, the second strongest and the weapon mistress of Konoha. You are a Pisces, born on the month March, the day the ninth. Your blood type is B, and you are an orphan. Your best friends are mostly males – Neji Hyuuga being your best. You graduated from the Academy at age twelve and –"

Tenten butt in with a look of disgust on her face. "Stop. You know way too much about me, and first of all, how do you know all of this?"

The man smirked again. "Because I know you."

"Just who do you think you are?!" she spat angrily, not trying – or wanting for that matter – to get up.

The man had a knack for smirking. "I think I am Neji Hyuuga."

Her eyes flapped open to wide chocolate brown shock stricken eyes. "Nani?!" She flipped over to her back quickly to meet the cold lavender eyes of the precisely correct Neji Hyuuga. "N-Neji-kun…?"

He smirked and brought his face up to her ear. She couldn't help hiding her massive blush attack – covering her whole head.

He whispered, "Relax Tenten…Just relax…"

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Fin.

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