This is a continuation of "Relax" requested by Ange. Please enjoy :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
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Drabble Twenty – Relax Part Two
For Ange.
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Steam enveloped the two as Neji backed away, signaling her to her will and focus. Transparent waves of communication flew between the coupling as Tenten regretted her actions. In remembrance of her chase fated days, she would have followed Neji's orders. But now, as a fully respected adult and shinobi of the ANBU…one would say…she would run out of the room like a baby. And how conveniently correct are we?
Hopping off the bed, Tenten ran out of the room toning different shades of red. Neji smirked, having made the decision of following the poor, mulled girl. His Byakugan contemplated her every move, her every pant, her every stare.
The weapons mistress ran as her gasping increased before she paused, slowly calming down. Remembering the look her friends have given her before her departure, a deliberate realization crossed her mind.
The times she spent with those girls was enough to call them best friends, but to set her up with her best guy friend? Sickening.
Clutching her falling apart towel, Tenten stomped off into the sauna room furtively – releasing loads amounts of furious energy.
Slamming the door to an unappreciative halt, screeches could be heard throughout the named spa areas.
"Tenten! The hell! Why'd you scare us like that?!" Temari screamed, her hand instantly grasping her chest in expulsion.
"By God the heavens, what happened?!" Ino questioned through vast inhales and exhales.
Tenten scrunched her face to an ungrateful pulp. "WHY'D YOU GUYS HAVE TO DO THAT?!"
Sakura breathed past an answer. "Whatareyoutalkingabout?"
The weapons mistress slammed the door and set down next to Ino. "Oh, you know 'by God the heavens' what I'm talking about!"
Temari raised an eyebrow. "Iie. Iie, we don't. Care to explain?" the jounin emphasized.
Tenten was about to throw another comeback when the door creaked open and out came a dark, tall, broad figure.
"Shinobi number 012573?"
Ino giggled through a sentence. "Tenten's got a stalker."
The said number shinobi stood up and popped her hips – placing her wrists on them dutifully. "Oh, please, Neji, don't play those games with me like that. It's bad enough that we encountered that thing from before."
The man stepped out of the arched doorway and smirked. "Me? I'm not any Neji." The light reflected off the glass window pane and the figure was shown. The man had short, stubby blonde locks – his eyes curving casually on their color – blizzard. "I am Shotaru Nagamochi. Your masseuse? I recall we had a massage scheduled today at-"
"She's with me." A light-hearted, bitter harsh voice called.
Recognition relied to Tenten as she answered to the voice. "Neji?"
"Relax Tenten. I'm here."
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Fin.
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Please do not ask me to continue this since I think it's pretty much done. I hope y'all like it! ;)
Well, I would like to know if you like it, but I won't know unless you REVIEW.
Arigato. ;P